Four-King-82 in pursuit of a white sedan.
License 6, Frank, Charlie, Indigo, 9-4-0.
Heading south on Vine. Requesting air support and backup.
Suspect's name is Derek Price. He is armed and dangerous.
♪ How can anybody have you? How can anybody have you and lose you? ♪
♪ How can anybody have you and lose you And not lose their minds too? ♪
♪ How can anybody have you? How can anybody have you and lose you? ♪
♪ How can anybody have you and lose you And not lose their minds too? ♪
♪ How can anybody have you? How can anybody have you and lose you? ♪
♪ How can anybody have you and lose you And not lose their minds? ♪
Please have good news.
I lost Derek.
What about the weapon?
- He took it with him. - Damn it.
We need you back here right now.
Why? What's going on? You got a lead on the Game Maker?
Uh, yeah, we sure do. He just walked in.
He did what?
♪ How can anybody have you? ♪
♪ How can anybody have you and lose you? ♪
♪ How can anybody have you and lose you And not lose their minds ♪
He really just walked in here?
He says he heard his face was on the news last week, wants to know why.
Who is he?
"Matthew Clark."
- He got a record? - Squeaky-clean.
Lives downtown, has for a year, works cash jobs.
Cash jobs.
Makes it hard to track his money or his movements.
What about family?
His mom did time for grand theft, but she died when he was a kid.
So basically, you're saying there's not much to tie him
either to Maya Price or the others he abducted.
No, he wouldn't have walked in here
unless he knew he was gonna be able to walk out.
- Let me talk to him. - No, Adam will talk to him.
We all know he came here to talk to me.
And we can't give him what he wants, Morgan.
- I can handle it. - No coloring outside the lines.
We need more on this guy
other than the fact that he is an organ donor.
Still nothing from Daphne or Oz?
No, not yet.
Anything?
Front desk says a Roman Sinquerra checked in last week,
just like our friends here in Henderson told us.
Okay, so we're in the right place. Roman is here.
Or was.
Maybe he forgot to check out before he left.
I usually do.
Hey.
Thanks for coming in today, Matthew.
- You understand your rights. - I do.
And I've got nothing to hide, so why was my face on the news?
Spencer Wallace.
Sierra Shuman.
And Lev Ozdil.
All three were abducted last week...
Yeah. That's... That's terrible.
...by a man matching your description.
Really? Mmm.
Uh, they all look so sad.
- He's toying with us. - Let him try.
Well, they're all members of the same grief group,
meets once a month out in Echo Park.
You know the one. The one you attended.
Sounds like you think I did this, Detective.
I think when we bring these people in here, they'll identify you.
From a grief group.
I'm sorry, Detective, I think you lost me.
Come on. What is Karadec doing?
- Is this an interrogation or a first date? - Give him time.
Matthew Clark came in freely of his own free will.
We push too hard and he leaves,
we could lose the only chance we have to find out what really happened to...
Maya Price.
Is this woman saying I abducted her too?
Mm-mmm. We're still trying to locate her.
Maya disappeared two nights ago.
So it sounds like she's not saying much of anything.
- Hmm. - He's taunting us.
Morgan, let Karadec do his job.
Where were you last night around 9:00 p.m?
I was at home reading a book. Why?
Because my colleague saw you at a party in the Bird Streets.
Did she?
"She." Did you hear that? He said, "she." Karadec didn't specify a gender.
We're gonna need more than a pronoun to press charges.
Detective, I do have one of those faces.
Tell me, how do you know David Roy Peck?
I wish I could be more helpful, Detective, but I don't know anyone by that name.
- Morgan, that's enough. - He's lying.
Is that your wife?
A little something on the side.
Is this fun for you?
Playing games with people's lives?
Whoever's texting, it must be very urgent.
Are you in a love triangle, Detective?
I understand that badge can be very persuasive.
- Wait here. - I'd love a snack.
Uh, cookie. Anything Pillsbury.
- Really, Morgan? - Yeah, Adam.
Knock it off. This guy has you both exactly where he wants you.
I'm sorry, uh, there's a mother missing,
and this bozo's in here asking for cookies.
He can ask for whatever he wants.
It doesn't mean we're gonna give it to him.
Hold on a second. He didn't ask for just cookies.
He asked specifically for Pillsbury.
What is that, some kind of clue?
The Pillsbury variation.
In chess, it's a variation of the Queen's Gambit Declined.
A move in which Black declines White's temporary pawn sacrifice
to establish a solid position.
It's basically an elaborate chess move to secure your defense.
What the hell does that mean?
It means we have to decline the temporary sacrifice.
We've got to release Jason Howard.
Whoa, whoa, Morgan, you do realize Derek is still out there.
I know, and Maya's still out there too,
and the only way to get her back is to play this game.
We don't have enough evidence to hold Jason Howard much longer anyway.
Adam and I will go talk to Jason while we keep Matthew on ice.
- Okay, I'll keep an eye on him. - From which side of the glass?
Oh, so you do know how to interrogate people.
So you no longer believe that my client killed Maya Price?
Not anymore, no.
But now you're saying that someone else wants to kill me
because they think that I killed Maya.
Yes, that's right. Her ex, Derek Price.
Right. Uh, so why?
Jason, do you recognize this man?
Matthew Clark.
- Nope. - We're questioning him now.
We suspect he fed Derek some false information
so that he'd believe you killed Maya and try to get revenge.
Revenge. Wow, this is insane.
Okay, well, where's this Derek who wants to kill me?
We don't know. We're searching for him now.
- Nice. - And Maya.
Until we find both, we need to offer you police protection.
- What are you proposing? - Three officers outside the home.
They can secure the perimeter
and make sure that Derek never comes near you,
or you're welcome to stay here.
No, no, no. I'll go home.
What about Maya? You think she's alive?
We hope so. We think she might just be a pawn.
A pawn. In what?
A game that ends in a murder he could never be charged for.
Oh, my murder. My murder. Right.
- Is everything okay? - Everyone here is doing great.
Hey, Mom.
And Elliot wants to say something to you, so I'm gonna hand him the phone now.
Hi, okay, so the school talent show is tomorrow, and I wasn't going to do it,
but a kid got pink eye, so a spot opened up, and I really want it,
but I know we're not really supposed to leave the house
just because that man Dad said is stalking us.
Buddy, you want to do a talent show, you're gonna do that talent show.
Why don't we just invite Officer Chester?
- Yeah? - Yeah.
So what are you gonna do?
Uh, that's a surprise. But it's super cool. And I know you're gonna love it.
- Can you put your dad on? - Yeah.
I can't tell you what Elliot's doing for the talent show. I'm sorry.
What do you mean you can't tell me?
Elliot swore me to secrecy.
Ludo, the kid gets bullied enough at school.
Now he wants to go up on stage in front of everyone
and do something that he considers cool?
"Beowulf" by Anonymous.
- Dork! - "Lo! the Spear-Danes"--
- You suck! - Mom!
He's gonna get eaten alive.
He's going to be fine. I'm going to help him.
You? No. Why would you help him? You're not... You're not the one.
- Hey, are you doing okay? - Hello?
I'll call you back as soon as I can.
Hello?
Is anyone there?
I've never been in one of these rooms before.
I remember hearing about people
who would confess to things they didn't do.
I never understood why.
But now that I'm here, I get it.
These concrete walls.
The glass.
I only got in trouble once when I was a kid.
Some friends and I were playing chicken.
We were biking right toward each other.
Don't blink.
You swerve, you lose.
Hmm.
Morgan, you gotta go.
We heard about a bomb threat on a Metro bus.
- What about this guy? - We believe the threat was him.
Someone on the bus heard it ticking and called 9-1-1.
- Anyone see who left the bag? - No.
- And the cameras on the bus were broken. - Where's the bomb?
There wasn't one.
It's just a timer with a thumb drive taped to the back.
I recognized your woman.
♪ I feel fine and I feel good ♪
♪ I feel like I never should... ♪
She's singing "Bizarre Love Triangle" by New Order.
That's why Matthew Clark mentioned a love triangle in his interrogation.
- When was this video recorded? - Wish I could tell you.
Whoever made the video wiped all the metadata.
Okay. That means even after we find Derek,
we can't use this video to prove to him that Maya's still alive.
It gets weirder. The bag tested positive for ammonium nitrate,
a chemical used in bomb making.
Okay, so he wants us to know there is a bomb. It's just not here.
And we have less than two hours to stop it.
"Helen of Monaco." I don't recognize that brand.
It's a brand-new bag. What's with this loose thread?
- You think that means something? - Everything means something with him.
Oh, my God.
We need to know when this bus started its route,
because if it was after Matthew walked into our precinct,
he just gave himself the best alibi ever.
Yeah, the entire Los Angeles Police Department.
Roman Sinquerra.
We're Detectives Ozdil and Forrester with the LAPD.
- What, you guys lost? - No.
No, we just want to talk to you for a minute.
I gotta be somewhere.
What am I missing? There's got to be something here.
Yeah, well, I hope you're right, 'cause we're running out of time.
I had the techs put a rush on that bag.
The only DNA they're gonna find on that bag is
from whoever Matthew paid to drop it on the bus,
and I doubt he showed them his face.
Lieutenant must still be in with him.
Here.
It's Oz.
Hey, any news?
We found Roman.
He wouldn't talk with us, so we're tailing him now.
There he goes.
I'm sending you a photo now.
That's not Roman.
Are you sure?
Got a fairly decent look at the guy when we had a child together.
So, yeah, pretty sure.
I've never seen that man before in my life.
Okay, then we need to find out who he is
and why he's using Roman's name out here in Nevada.
Thank you.
- Yeah, we got you. - How's that other thing?
Oh, you mean catching the guy who tried to drown my favorite coworker?
You heard me, Daphne.
- I get it. - Just be careful.
You too.
Gotta go.
Hey, you good?
Good enough.
- What more do you want me to say? - You could start with a solid alibi.
I can't be the only person in this city who stays at home to read.
Only one suspected of abducting four people, including one of my own.
Go ahead, check my bank accounts, my car. Hell, you can search my apartment.
You consent to a warrantless search of your place?
Knock yourselves out.
I've got nothing to hide.
He wouldn't let us in that apartment if there wasn't something to find.
We checked the units above, below and on either side.
No trace of any explosives. You're good to go.
Come on. What's this man trying to tell me?
That he likes monkeys.
Morgan, we gotta hustle.
Less than an hour before a bomb might go off,
and we still have no idea where Maya is.
So far all we've learned about Matthew Clark
is he volunteers at the local hospital.
- He said he was reading last night, right? - Yeah, not the best alibi.
So maybe it wasn't an alibi.
Maybe it's a clue.
This one's upside down.
It's about the man who saved the world, Stanislav Petrov.
Please give me the shortest possible version.
Petrov was a Soviet colonel during the Cold War.
Was in charge of a nuclear warning system
that falsely recorded a missile launched by the United States.
If Petrov had reported the alert, it would have started that nuclear war.
Okay, I get it. He's sending us a message,
but I mean, it's not exactly a crime to improperly shelve your books.
What does that mean?
I'm saying we have to let Matthew go and keep searching for Maya and Derek.
- What? Are you insane? - Morgan, we don't have any evidence.
No, it's not a game anymore. This is about escalation.
He's telling us this is war.
Until one of us blinks.
Let me see that video of Maya again.
- What, you think we missed something? - Yeah, pull up Maya's video.
Okay.
Yes, look at her eyes. They're blinking like crazy.
In the Vietnam War, a US naval officer was captured,
and they made him send home a video message
saying that he and his fellow prisoners were doing just fine.
They were being treated fairly, right?
I have adequate food.
Only the whole time, his eyeballs were going nuts.
And I receive medical care when I require it.
♪ Why can't we be ourselves Like we were yesterday? ♪
- It's Morse code. - It's Morse code.
Yeah, not letters. These are numbers.
See, 2492.
- She's repeating 2492. - 2492 Blue Jay Way.
That's Jason's address in the Bird Streets.
So Maya's telling us to go there,
but we already conducted a sweep of Jason's house.
Even if she was there when they recorded this video,
she's certainly not there now.
So maybe the message isn't from Maya.
♪ I feel fine and I feel... ♪
I think he's sending us this.
♪ I feel like I never should ♪
But that just feels really sloppy, right? Like, why-why have us double back?
Well, he was there at Jason's party,
maybe he left something there for us to find.
If so, we got to find it fast.
Come on. Clock's ticking.
I'm not cleaning that up.
I hope you found what you were looking for.
According to the stopwatch he left, we have less than a minute.
I'm telling you this doesn't feel right. Why would he send us back here?
What? Do I need my lawyer for this?
No, we just need to look around.
- For what? - We don't know.
You need to search my place, but you don't know what you need to look for?
Listen, we might find something here that can help us find Maya, okay?
Look, I'm not trying to be difficult, but in terms of my own comfort--
Hey, bud, we're in a bit of a time crunch here, so help us help you.
- Time's up. - What?
You've got to be kidding me.
That bomb was in one of your cars, Lieutenant.
And until we know more, you're still safer with us. Believe me.
How are you going to protect me? You can't even protect yourselves.
Let's go.
Where the hell's he going?
Jason Howard just hired his own private security.
Look, I don't blame him. We're lucky no one was inside that car.
Yeah, we're lucky. I'm feeling super lucky.
Morgan, do you need more time?
I don't need time. I need us to get this guy.
How the hell did this happen?
Well, apparently, he put a bomb on Karadec's car the day of the party.
But why come after us? He's never targeted the police before.
The message wasn't for us. The message was for Jason.
Matthew Clark needed my car to blow up outside Jason's house
so he'd stop letting us protect him.
And we still have no idea where Derek is.
Yeah, or how to find Maya.
Adam, contact Jason's lawyer, see if she'll listen to reason, even if he won't.
I'll get an update on Derek.
And, Morgan, I want you to go home.
- Check on your family now while you can. - Lieutenant--
We have no witnesses, no evidence, no leads.
The minute we do, you'll hear from me. Go home, get some rest.
Looks like it's gonna be a long night anyway.
Go, go, go.
Hey, sorry about before.
Why don't you let us give you a ride back to LA, huh?
I never told you where I was going.
- Your jacket did. - Yeah, I like blue.
Look, we know you're not Roman Sinquerra,
so why don't you tell us why you're using his name?
Well, that depends.
Did they start letting LAPD make arrests out of state?
- We just want to talk. That's it. - Right.
Have a nice drive home, Detectives.
Morgan Gillory sent us.
Sorry. Never heard of him.
What happened to the chips?
Oh. What a beautiful greeting.
- Where's Ludo? - Elliot's room.
They still practicing for the talent show?
Mm-hmm. I tried to talk some sense into both of them, but...
- Do you know what he's doing? - No, uh-uh.
Did you try listening at the door?
Yeah, but all I heard was Elliot pushing back on creative differences.
Okay. All right, well, I guess we'll see tomorrow.
- Mm-mmm. No, I'm not going. - Yeah, you're going.
- No, no, no. Not going. - Uh-huh. Mm-hmm.
You're gonna be there, you're gonna support your brother,
and you're gonna support your mom.
This is gonna be quite a challenge for me.
Yeah, no kidding.
Might be the greatest social train wreck in school history.
Oh, boy.
- Hey, Mom. - Perfect timing.
El and I were just about to take five.
- Mind if I jump in? - He's all yours.
Wow. You guys rehearsing some sort of a Tasmanian Devil routine?
Tasmanian devils are often depicted as hyperactive and aggressive,
but they're actually pretty shy and solitary animals,
except when feeding or mating.
Yeah, I know.
I was just doing a little Looney Tunes thing.
- So, you all ready for tomorrow? - I will be.
Okay.
Well, I can't wait to see it, whatever it is.
You're worried I'm gonna do something super nerdy and get my butt kicked.
Me? No. No, I don't... I don't.
It's okay. I'm worried too.
Are you? Oh, buddy.
I was maybe feeling a little bit nervous.
You and I are not like other people, and honestly, I think that's cool,
but sometimes it can make us a little bit of a target, right?
You know what? I'm actually dealing with a bully at my work right now.
I think that might be why I'm feeling a little overprotective,
but I don't want you to be scared.
I want you to work really hard on whatever this is
and go out there tomorrow, and have fun and be proud of yourself,
no matter what the reaction is.
I will.
And they might make fun of me,
but sometimes you have to lose the battle to win the war.
Right. Right.
Maybe I'm not supposed to win.
What do you mean?
The guy at work, he was reading a book about Stanislav Petrov.
The man who saved the world.
I think he's telling me to be more like Petrov.
I think the only way I can beat this guy...
is if I'm willing to lose.
Dad, break's over, it's getting weird in here!
I think screaming should be your talent.
- What happened? - I gotta go.
- Where? - Play a game of chicken.
What did you say to her?
We need to talk.
Come on in.
- This is quite a surprise. - I doubt that.
Did you find your missing woman?
No, not yet.
Your friends at the LAPD, do they know you're here, Morgan Gillory?
No.
Pool closes at 10:00, restaurants at 11:00.
Thank you.
If you really think...
I did...
all of those horrible things,
why would you come here alone?
Because if you wanted me dead, I already would be.
I think you like this game as much as I do.
- I think that's why you're here. - You're wrong.
I don't like it. I'm here to quit.
It's a game of chicken, right?
You knew I was standing on the other side of that glass.
You wanted me to know that you loved
playing this game when you were a little kid.
Two sides racing toward each other, if no one swerves, total annihilation.
I swerve.
I don't believe you.
You don't have to believe me. I'm just done.
You know where I live. You know where I buy groceries.
You've proven that you can get to me and my children.
And I will protect them.
So I have to protect myself for their sake.
Can you imagine being a little kid and losing your mom?
I'm not gonna do that to them.
This is my fault. I put us in danger.
I was trying to prove that I could do this,
but I can't because you are smarter than me, so you win.
That's it, it's done.
Just tell me where Maya is.
Your partner's probably worried about you.
Adam, we just got a hit on Derek's credit card,
a location on the east side.
- Morgan's not answering. - We'll keep trying her.
Right now, I need you to make sure we get to Jason before Derek does.
Send me the address.
I wish I could help you, Morgan, but like I said,
I don't know anything about this missing woman.
What?
That's it? Nothing?
No, no, come on, no, I... I gave you what you wanted.
I quit, you won.
The game is over.
I really do hope you find her.
Hey, Morgan.
It's an old building.
The elevator's been acting up. You should probably play it safe.
Take the stairs.
I don't belong in this situation.
You guys are gonna eat with me, right? I feel like I'm in a cage.
- Stay in the room, sir. - I need some air.
I'll be right there.
Morgan, where are you?
Just checking something out. You?
Derek just checked into a hotel on the east side.
We think Jason did too, but he's not picking up,
so I'm headed over there to try to find him before Derek does.
Do you hear that?
- "Bizarre Love Triangle." - Where are you?
I'm at Matthew's apartment building, third floor.
- Maya. - What the hell are you doing over there?
- Maya! - Morgan, I'm sending backup.
No, I'm fine. Go get Jason. Maya!
- Morgan. Morgan, hello? - Maya!
LAPD.
Hey, Jason and Derek both checked in a half hour ago.
Morgan? Morgan, talk to me.
Oh, God. That sucks.
Hi, yeah, you want... you wanna help out?
Go get the super or something.
Come on. Maya!
I know this looks weird, okay?
Don't you call the cops. I'm on the phone with one.
Maya!
Another?
Oh. No, another's not gonna help.
I'm on the roof.
Karadec, we're calling for the super. He has a key.
I've got eyes on Jason.
Don't do it!
Derek! Derek! No! No! No!
LAPD! Guns down!
Oh, my God. What's going on?
Now.
Derek, I need you to listen to me, man.
- Okay? - He killed her.
- I've never killed anybody. - You sick bastard.
Maya. I got her right here.
Derek, Maya is alive.
Okay, Maya, I work with the police,
and Derek is about to kill someone who he thinks killed you,
and I need you to tell him that you're alive. Okay?
- Why do you lie to me? - Derek!
- He killed her. - Derek, Derek, I'm okay.
I'll never see her again and I'll never be able to make it up to her.
Morgan, I need you to keep her talking, personal details, whatever it takes.
Make him believe it.
Derek, we were... We were married in Santa Barbara and...
and we always... We never took a honeymoon, but we always said we were going to.
And-And Max when he was born,
- we barely made it to the hospital... - Maya?
...and he was eight pounds and seven ounces.
And I want you to see him again, Derek.
It's her.
Sorry.
I'm sorry. Okay. I'm sor-sorry. It was...
You did it. You did it. It's okay.
- Is Max okay? - Yes, he's fine.
He's okay. It's okay.
It's okay.
- Someone's here to see you. - Mom!
- I missed you so much, baby. - I missed you too.
Thank you.
DA still doesn't think there's enough evidence
to arrest Matthew for Maya's abduction.
What are you talking about? We found her in his apartment building.
Yeah, well, the landlord says the apartment's been vacant for weeks
and CSU still hasn't found anything yet.
And since Maya didn't see the man who abducted her...
Then we are right back where we started.
Hey, don't worry, he'll see the inside of a prison cell soon.
I don't think so.
Do you remember the photograph of the monkey we found in his apartment?
It's a tarsier monkey.
I think he hung it up on the wall as a reminder.
A reminder of what?
Tarsier monkeys refuse to be taken into captivity.
The second they get inside of a cage,
they get so stressed out that they start to self-mutilate
and try and kill themselves.
You're saying he won't be taken alive.
Hey, look who's back.
Sorry, we didn't bring you a souvenir from Vegas.
I'm sorry we didn't catch the guy.
It's all right. Secretly hoping to put the cuffs on him myself.
Hey, guys, take a look at this. Maya's medical records just came in.
No broken bones, no bruises, no drugs in her system.
How do you abduct someone without leaving a scratch?
The blood in the trunk matched Maya's, and she didn't have any cuts.
How's it possible?
Because the blood didn't leave Maya's body within the last 48 hours.
What are you thinking?
You're back. Please.
To what do I owe this pleasure?
Oh, you know, I just... I was reading about your mom.
Oh.
Yeah, she worked at a hotel in Bel Air, is that right?
Up until the point where she was accused of stealing by a guest.
- My mom never stole anything. - Oh.
But in her file, it's pretty clear she confessed.
It was a forced confession.
But she still died in jail, right?
Left you bouncing around from family member to family member,
just being a lonely kid with nobody to play with.
See, I don't think you ever meant to hurt Maya at all.
I think you were just trying to get my attention,
but you did need for Derek to think that Maya was dead.
This is the LAPD. It's about Maya.
'Cause he needed to be mad enough to go kill Jason.
Thus the blood.
- I don't understand. - Yeah, that happens a lot.
Let me help you.
Maya's blood was on the dagger in her trunk,
but Maya didn't have any cuts on her,
so that leads me to ask myself,
where the heck did that blood come from, right?
And then I remembered, uh, this guy is such a good guy
he volunteers at his local hospital,
the very same hospital where Maya donated blood.
Maybe your mom wasn't a thief, but her son sure is.
I was just texting with my partner.
Yeah, they checked the footage at the hospital.
Sure enough, there you are, stealing Maya's blood.
So officers will be here any minute to arrest you now,
but I just wanted to make sure that I got here first
'cause I really wanted to see your face
when you realized...
you will end up in a cage.
Well played.
She was a good mom.
She worked so hard.
She always made time for me.
Gosh,
I bet she would be so proud
that you honored her memory by harming another mom.
I never hurt anyone.
Oh, it didn't hurt Maya to be kidnapped and taken away from her child?
What about Jason? You set him up to be killed.
He didn't have anything to do with any of this.
The rich are all the same.
They rig the game so that they always win, and we...
always lose.
We're just pawns to them, Morgan.
Disposable.
Like my mom, just a convenient scapegoat for a fraudulent insurance claim?
Some rich jackass destroyed my life,
turned her into a criminal, and the police,
they helped him do it.
I believe you.
I just don't care.
My mom died in prison.
♪ Hold your grandmother's Bible To your breast ♪
♪ Gonna put it to the test ♪
♪ You want it to be blessed ♪
♪ And in your heart ♪
♪ You know it to be true ♪
♪ You know what you gotta do ♪
My mom died in prison.
♪ They all depend on you ♪
But I won't.
♪ And you already know ♪
♪ Yeah, you already know ♪
♪ How this will end ♪
♪ There is no escape ♪
He's all yours.
Matthew Clark, you're under arrest for the kidnapping
of Maya Price, Spencer Wallace, Sierra Shuman.
And me.
You're just as limber as she is.
Whoa. Hey.
- Sorry, sorry. - No, it's okay.
Sorry, sorry, sorry.
Okay.
Oh, she's still spinning.
Yeah, I'm getting dizzy.
Someone's gotta teach her about leaving them wanting more.
Okay.
Elliot's up next.
Sit up. Sit up, and then smile.
Uh, next up, we have Elliot, who will be doing...
Well, I'll let you see for yourselves.
Here we go.
Good evening.
Dork!
Most of you only know me as Elliot,
but tonight, you get to meet MC Squared.
- I came up with the name. - Okay.
- Here we go. - Here we go.
♪ La, la, la, la ♪
Here we go.
♪ La, la, la, la ♪
Dork.
- ♪ Give me a chance ♪ - ♪ La, la, la, la ♪
♪ And then you'll see ♪
Here we go.
♪ I'm like you, and you are just like me ♪
- ♪ Give me a chance ♪ - ♪ La, la, la, la ♪
♪ And then you'll see ♪
Here we go.
♪ I'm like you and you are just like me ♪
Here we go, here we go.
♪ You let me drop a truth bomb Mic check one, two ♪
♪ See the label's coming at me ♪
♪ Yeah, I seem too weird, know-it-all ♪
♪ All the gossip in the hall ♪
♪ Like I'm some kind of puzzle That you can't solve ♪
♪ Or you can stop and ask my name It's a triple dog dare I'll say ♪
♪ E equals me equals MC Squared ♪
♪ I'm just a kid with an active mind ♪
♪ But I'm really just like you ♪
♪ We should kick it sometime We don't need all the labels ♪
♪ Just meet me at the table ♪
♪ My brain's wired different But I bet that we're able ♪
♪ To overcome this lame divide ♪
♪ And find some common ground Where we can reside ♪
Whoo!
Oh, yeah!
Whoo-hoo!
MC Squared!
Whoo!
All right!
Ooh!
So you guys were surprised?
About the part where you broke the microphone.
I wonder where he gets his lyrical genius from.
Oh, boy.
Can I go say something to those idiots?
Say something, do something. I'm not watching.
Hey.
You did it.
Hey, guys, why don't I meet you outside?
- Okay? - Sure.
Come on. Lead the way, superstar.
Who are you?
I'm Arthur.
Okay, Arthur, you wanna tell me why the hell you're at my kid's school
- and why you were using Roman's name? - Take it easy.
I'm here because he told me that you were the one person he could trust,
but he also told me that he can't trust law enforcement.
- When did he tell you all of this? - Last week.
So, if you wanna tell me why the one person he's looking out for is
actually hanging out with the people he's running from,
then please,
don't hesitate to call.
What was in the backpack?
What backpack?
The backpack you had in Nevada.
I saw a picture, and you had it, and I know it wasn't yours.
And what makes you think that?
Well, no Dodgers fan is gonna wear an Angels pin
on the strap of their backpack.
That was Roman's team.
Plus, he never threw anything away.
He wanted to fix it himself, which explains the stitching on the seams.
So you think I stole his bag?
Or he gave it to you. Either way, I wanna know what was in the backpack.
I-I assume that was why you were in Henderson, right?
Look, Roman asked me to put eyes on you and Ava
just to make sure you two were okay.
You have a good night, Morgan.
The audience could have answered the call-and-response
a little bit more, you know what I mean?
So why did that girl get first place? She was just doing stupid ballet.
A motion has been put forward to get ice cream
in order to celebrate MC Squared here.
- How do you vote? - Aye.
It's unanimous. Motion passed.
Last one to the car has to pay.
Mom?
Who is he?
I don't know yet.