23x10 - Silent Night, Hateful Night

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In the criminal justice system,

sexually based offenses

are considered especially heinous.

In New York City,
the dedicated detectives

who investigate these vicious felonies

are members of an elite squad

known as the Special Victims Unit.

These are their stories.

We sit here and we talk,
we post, stream.

We go to rallies, bust a few heads.

But who are we kidding?

We are losing.

Every day, it's more of them
and less of us.

Over and over, we sound the alarm

and it gets drowned out.

And we know why.

It's because they control the media.

The agenda, banks, politicians.

We are in a w*r

for our very survival.

We will not give this nation up to you.

We will not let you destroy
what we have built,

what we own.

Our country was founded
under the principle

of one nation under God.

Raghead!

A Christian God.

It's time to make that
the law of the land.

And if you won't assimilate...

Then you better get the hell out.

Brothers, code red.

It's on. We're going in.

The first wave has begun.

And each one of you has
to make up your own mind.

But I've already made up mine.

We're going in, brothers.

Keep your eyes on Jew York City.

'Cause it's about to get very real.

That was beautiful, wasn't it?

Yeah.

Hey, can I open one present tonight?

- Just one?
- Don't you wanna wait for Santa, Noah?

Mom.

Benson.

Chief.

No, I've been at a service.

How many?

A multi-borough wave
of hate crime att*cks

on citizens, a synagogue,
a halal restaurant,

and Jewish-owned businesses
has the city on edge

this Christmas Eve.

We start our coverage...

What the hell is wrong with people?

Don't get me started.

Sorry to drag you in on Christmas Eve.

We kept it quiet, but the head
of Hate Crimes is out,

and the new captain just got here.

He wasn't even supposed
to start until January.

So Chief McGrath
has asked SVU to augment.

Yeah, so it's all hands on deck

so let's move, huh?

We're up to nine separate incidents

across three boroughs.

I don't know if we're
looking at a surge,

or a spree or both.

And the cavalry is here.

Captain Benson, Captain Murphy.

Declan.

Wow, I didn't know you were back.

I've barely unpacked.

Nice to see you. Welcome home.

Oh, good, you all know each other.

- Yeah.
- Mostly.

Filling in the blanks, Khaldun.

We've worked together.

Great, who's next?
Detective Parlota-Goldstein.

Those are both me.

And Ruz. We've met.

In the Bronx.

And I'm so glad
that you're out of there

and that you landed here.

So... Chief.

We're looking at
a full-scale mobilization?

Yeah, double shifts, no days off.

We don't stop
until we close this thing out.

All these people att*cked
on Christmas Eve

because of who they are,
what they look like,

who they worship. We can't have that.

Not in New York City.

Thanks, Commissioner.
Tell the embassies we're on it.

- Embassies?
- Brace yourself.

We're gonna be riding this wave
until it breaks.

Captain Benson,

why is Special Victims here?

SVU will be working
with the Hate Crimes taskforce.

New York has million people

and over , different identities.

And as Captain Murphy says,

we cannot have this in our city.

We will push the investigative envelope

until those responsible
are in handcuffs.

Thank you.

- Detective, where are we?
- No place good.

g*ng of kids, male, Black,
causing trouble.

Okay, so there are witnesses.

A small minyan was arriving for prayers

when two cobblestones crashed through.

Minor injuries, cuts.

One widower was matzah-boxed
to Mercy, chest pains.

Excuse me, detective?

Sorry, private EMS.

Synagogue have a security system?

No. Bakery across the street does.

But they're closed for Shabbos.

- Not for this, they're not.
- Yeah.

We'll walk the rabbi
to the baker's apartment.

It's the Sabbath, the Orthodox
don't use their phones.

I'm aware, look,
if you can't find the baker,

have TARU and ESU break in.

Find that video.

Out of nowhere,

this guy comes from behind

on a motorcycle,

stabs me in the back,

pulls off my turban.

Did you get a look at him?
Was he Black or white?

I saw the back of his helmet.

And... and the plate.

- Ohio.
- You sure?

It's my job. I drive all day.

I'm sure.

Any chance this is personal?

You owe money, romantic problems?

I'm a family man.

I work hours a week.

I go home to eat, sleep, meditate,

try to do my good deeds.

I did nothing to provoke this.

We know. We just have to ask.

You ever had any problems
with your customers?

These bridge-and-tunnel kids

say stupid things, huh.

Call me Aladdin,
tell me to make my car fly.

- This was different.
- How so?

Just before he stabbed me,

he called me a raghead.

"Osama,"

"go back to the desert, you sand..."

the N-word.

Thank you, Mr. Singh.

So you ever seen this before,

Sikhs getting mistaken
for Arabs and Muslims?

These kinds of criminals
are no geniuses.

Doesn't make them any less dangerous.

Tell your mother
we're doing everything we can

- to find those responsible.
- Yes, thank you very much.

Holocaust survivor.

Daughter said she made it
through Auschwitz

but might not survive this.

Security cameras in their building?

Nope, vandal got lucky
or knows his turf.

Shabbos and Christmas Eve?

Smart night for a spree.

Hey, listen,

I was hoping we'd get a chance to talk

before we got thrown
into this whole thing.

Me too.

But it can wait.

'Scuse me, officers.

- Help you?
- Do you have any leads?

Everyone saying it's a g*ng thing.

Some Black kids.

You live in the neighborhood?

Yeah, a few blocks away.

I was out walking Danika last night.

- It was quiet.
- Beautiful dog.

You see any kids out?

Yep, the ones from the projects.

They're always roaming through.

They're looking for packages
left on doorsteps.

- Was this graffiti here then?
- No, I woulda noticed.

What... what time were you
out walking Danika?

- : ... hey, she likes you.
- Hmm.

You have a dog?

I have a very full house.

So you're out with her
most nights then?

Yeah, unless it rains.
She's a Ridgeback.

Doesn't like the rain. Mine either.

Uhm, listen, if you, uh,
you see anything,

give me a call.

You got it.
All right, come on, sweetie.

Did you see who did this?

A white van driving away?

One person or more than one?

White or Black?

We were trying to put the fire out.

Owner didn't see much. A white van.

Arson said it was a Molotov cocktail.

Easy to make.

The kids at the synagogue
could have done it.

But they hit Williamsburg.

Manhattan, this is a different planet.

One stop on the M train.

And a vic got pushed onto the street

right near the Marcy Avenue station.

We were walking home
from dinner with my mother.

Two kids came up,
knocked Aaron's hat off.

- The shtreimel?
- Yes, it was Shabbos.

Did they say anything? Any slurs?

One called me "Jew."

Deborah yelled for help.
They went for her.

Aaron stopped them.

They pushed him into the street,

b*at him, kicked him.

Can you describe the boys?

Black. Teens.

The one who pushed Aaron,
he was wearing a yellow hoodie.

Do you think that you could ID them?

For the rest of my life.

Captain.

They have something.

Excuse us.

A yellow hoodie just like
the street att*ck, huh?

All right, get this out everywhere.

Hold on, Chief.

- These kids, they're minors.
- Yeah.

We can't put their
photo out in the media,

even if we arrest them.

Well, they aren't even going
to be arrested

if we don't get their faces out there.

Faces? All people will see is

a g*ng of project thugs wilding.

So we can't go
after hate crimes against Jews

if Black kids commit them.

- Is that what you're saying?
- We put this out,

it becomes a meme.

So before we stoke the flames
on Christmas Day,

let us at least canvass.

The projects are two blocks
from the synagogue.

Somebody knows these kids.

It's Christmas. Everything's closed.

Not churches, bodegas.

Give us four hours.

You got two.

Thank you.

You didn't see anyone
who looked like them?

It was busy last night.

You see any vehicles or motorcycles

circling the block?

All right, thanks.

Hey, you recognize any of these guys?

Everybody's talking about it.
So horrible.

You were here? You seen these three?

Yeah, I wish I could help. But no.

I'm sorry you have to work
on Christmas.

- Um...
- Have a wreath?

Oh, no, we really shouldn't.

We'll give it to a shelter.

Thanks.

Oh.

I really should only take half.

That's Dalen,

one of my altar boys.

This is heartbreaking.

Well, he dropped his rock.
He didn't throw it.

The older boy is the ringleader.

I don't recognize the other boys.

Do you know where we could find Dalen?

I don't know those other guys.

We were playing ball.

Lost the court,
so we were just hanging out.

Whose idea was it to throw rocks?

Not mine.

Once they did that,
I ran home right away.

His curfew was : Friday.

He was home on time.

But the other two boys kept going.

They did some bad things, Dalen.

Dalen, you're at a crossroads.

Do you understand that?

I swear,

I don't know their names.

How about their schools?

So the younger one, Dalen, confessed.

Yeah, and he led us to the other two.

Jahrique Galloway, juvie record
for vandalism, as*ault.

Those people in the funny hats?

They think they're better than us.

I get that.

And he disrespected you.
That's why you pushed him?

Just something to do.

Like throwing a rock
through a synagogue window?

We need to call your parents.

Like they gonna come here.

I'ma hold my breath for that.

Okay, so you were at the synagogue

and you knocked the dad down.

What about the Judaica store?

The what now?

If you say so.

Yeah, okay.

This is Julius Lee, , no record.

What were you thinking, Julius?

I got no feelings on Jews.

I just wanted to see if my rock

went further than Jahrique's.

And the guy you pushed into traffic?

That-that's Jahrique, not me.

I'm sorry that happened.

That's good, Julius.

Remorse is good.

We know these two are the ones

who pushed Aaron Getz into the street?

The couple IDed them
and Jahrique didn't deny it.

That sounds like a full
house, congratulations.

Can we put this thing to bed?

There's still no suspect
for the stabbing of the Sikh.

Mr. Singh couldn't ID either kid.

The only thing he saw

was the back of his
assailant's motorcycle helmet.

- So it could be either of these kids.
- Doubtful.

They don't drive... no licenses.

Yeah, and neither kid has
access to a motorcycle,

let alone a white van.

So it makes them unlikely

for the halal restaurant firebombing.

Yeah, either way, they're still good

for the synagogue vandalism
and the street as*ault.

All right, I'm gonna call City Hall.

They're gonna want you two to join them

in a news conference ASAP.

Well, hold on. Can you hold them off?

See,

you're assuming they're human.

They're not, they're politicians.

And they like their victory laps.

Right, I understand that.

But we're not there yet.

We don't have anything

to tie these kids to the other att*cks.

With all the hits, we don't have video?

That's just it.

These kids, every dumbass thing
they did was filmed,

even stopping to take a leak.

But the arson, the graffiti,

they seemed cherry-picked
to avoid cameras.

So maybe they got lucky.

Chief, Marron, we all wanna go home.

But it's not them.

The-the spray paint,

on the store,
and the surrounding buildings,

the-the, the anti-Semitic tropes.

"Jews will not replace us."

It's, it's political.

The rock-throwing and pushing
was atavistic, tribal.

But the firebombing, graffiti,

that comes from a different place.

A mission, ideological.

O-okay, Murphy.

- What?
- Christmas Eve att*cks

on Jews, Muslims.

Those weren't crimes of opportunity.

They're making a statement.

Okay, so we're missing a few
pieces of the jigsaw puzzle.

Either way, this city is on boil.

So make some arrests,
and calm this down.

Chief, we can definitely do that.

But I don't think that
we're missing a few pieces.

I think what we're looking at
is two different puzzles.

And we don't have
any pieces of the second one.

Okay, well, whoever it was,

they just struck again.
It's all over Twitter.

Wait, I don't have that yet.
What is it?

A mosque in Williamsburg
just got bombed.

Will you pull it up?

Arson says it was a
pressure-cooker b*mb,

left in a backpack.

A second device was found

two blocks up at the
Jewish old-age home,

- but didn't go off.
- Thank God.

And the other good
news is that this b*mb

went off after the last prayer.

There was only a few people
in the mosque.

There were two victims,

with burns and smoke inhalation.

The bad news is,

whoever did this now has a real taste

for the power of hate.

Benson.

Hey, so we need to canvass
the crowd, okay?

We're looking for a white van.

And possibly a motorcycle, Ohio plates.

That was just an hour ago?

We're gonna need a copy of that video.

The imam says the camera
broke a few weeks ago.

They never got it fixed.

Bombs, mosques, they're escalating.

Guys.

Okay.

That was the FBI.

They said there are no credible threats

in New York City this weekend.

So they're following
whoever cheered it on,

but whoever this is,
not on their radar.

- That's a shock.
- So we go back out.

Shoe leather.
Every borough that was hit.

Captain, I'll go as long as I can,

but we've been going on hours.

Or more. I got it, me too.

So grab a Red Bull, coffee;
sleep is overrated.

Whoever was out
at this time last night...

Uber drivers, bus drivers, homeless...

might be out again now.

Remember, whoever you talk to,
get them on your side,

and maybe the person who did this

is our only witness.

Let's go.

What else did Santa bring you?

Wow.

Well, you and Noah need to get
back into bed, all right?

Listen to Grandma and Grandpa.
I'll be home soon.

I love you too, baby.

Thanks.

Hey, look,

I know what I said back there,

but if you need a couple of
hours to go see your family,

get some sleep...

He said, handing her a cup of coffee.

I don't need any special treatment.

Understood.

I'm just sorry you're missing
Christmas with the girls,

considering I've missed every
one of Jesse's Christmases,

- birthdays.
- You mean,

that was our deal.

All right, I told you I wanted a baby.

And I told you I could do
the parenting by myself.

I meant it.

And you went undercover.
It's been six years?

Yeah.

Serbia, Croatia,

sex-trafficking, refugees,

modern-day sl*very.

I was in so deep I was gone.

- You got yourself out.
- I didn't.

They pulled me out.

- Faked my death.
- Gosh.

Mandatory rehab three months, twice.

Gave me time to think.

That's the last thing you need.

Hey, Amanda, um...

I was your supervisor.

- What I did wasn't just inappr...
- What we did.

I'm an adult.

And then for me to leave like that,

that was the biggest
mistake of my life.

It took me some time to figure out...

how to think about it, but, i...

It's working out.

She's happy.

- I'm happy.
- Good.

Are you with somebody?

Detective, Captain.

Oh, there's my girl.

Hey, my friend, you're out late.

Yeah, I couldn't sleep.

I mean, the bombs, the mosque.

Awful.

It's good to see you out
in force tonight.

Marked cars, unmarked.

Hey, you, uh, you find those kids?

You can imagine how many eyes
we got on us, right?

Officially, all I'm allowed to say is

the investigation is ongoing.

- Anything I can do?
- Just keep, you know,

keeping an eye out.

What was your name again?

Don Johnson.

Thank you, Don.

- Keep it up.
- Yeah, you got it.

- See you around.
- All right.

Danika, come on.

Don Johnson?

Anyone who comes up
to a cop on the street

is either crazy, lonely, or guilty.

Think he's hitting all three.

I got his cell number off the dog tag.

Ruz.

I wasn't sleeping.

You work up that number Rollins sent?

Cell was listed to a Darko Povic,
Williamsburg.

Something else,
it may be nothing, but...

His phone, which is usually always on,

was turned off at : pm
the night before Christmas Eve.

Hasn't been used since.

- Where have you been?
- Khaldun and I

went back to the mosque, turns out,

the surveillance cameras were working.

The imam just didn't want NYPD
monitoring who comes and goes.

Khaldun turned them around.

It's impossible to tell.
It could be anybody.

Including Darko.

We need to do a deep dive on this guy.

Internet history, job profile.

Any records we can get
without a warrant.

In the meantime, Ruz, call Khaldun.

Give him Darko's address.
Tell him to surveil.

Benson, what's going on?

Yeah?

Dammit, okay.

Benson's on her way in.

One of you geniuses figure out
how to get this to live TV.

We just got played.

In this exclusively obtained footage,

a pack of teenagers hurls rocks

through the front windows
of a Brooklyn synagogue.

Your friend McGrath promised me...

We don't know that it was McGrath.

- Yeah, we do.
- Fin.

Wasn't anybody from my unit, captain.

- Was it anyone from yours?
- Okay.

We promised Father Fatoye
we'd protect that kid.

Dalen cooperated.

Now he's all over the internet,
for the rest of his life.

Collateral damage.
We'll try and fix it later.

And how we gonna do that?

Captain Murphy, we've got a work up.

Darko Povic, , no priors, no license.

Immigrates at three
from Serbia with his parents.

They divorce at six.

His mom remarries
an appliance salesman,

Ari Feldman.

Darko stays and lives with his father,

a super who d*ed in a building
fire when Darko was .

The fire damaged Darko's lungs.

He's on partial disability.

Lost the lawsuit
to his Jewish landlord.

What about his politics?

Any ties to Christian nationalists?

Not registered, never voted.

No public donations of any kind.

- He have anything on social media?
- Not much.

I found a Darko P from Brooklyn

in a History Channel forum room.

He likes World w*r II documentaries.

So does half of Brooklyn.

Including my father's Jewish side

and my mother's Italian side.

Murphy.

So this could be coming
from a couple of places.

Uh, he could... there could be
a grudge about the fire

or this Jewish man
that his mother married.

Okay, okay, we're heading right over.

Khaldun was surveilling.
Darko rounds a corner,

Khaldun hears sh*ts.
When he gets there,

Darko's on the ground.

An ambulance just took Darko
to Brooklyn Mercy.

Did Khaldun get a look at the sh**t?

A motorcycle riding away.

They said I lost a lot of blood.

Yeah, you did, but you're strong...

A fighter.

What happened?

I was up early.

I was keeping an eye
on the LGBTQ synagogue

- over in the Slope.
- On th.

- Yeah.
- We drove by it last night.

Yeah, there you go.

And these Black kids.

They were up to no good.

I am so sorry.

It's been a long couple of days.

I'm falling asleep.

How about I grab you a coffee?

Thanks.

Darko, don't pin it on the Black kids.

They'll know you're lying.

Witnesses saw a guy on a motorcycle.

You got a lot of friends at the NYPD.

Let us do what we can to help you.

What am I supposed to say?

Okay, so what we already know.

You saw a motorcycle when you fell.

Yeah.

Right, and they're gonna
want to keep you here.

Do you have anybody to walk Danika?

I-I can do it, if you want.

Wait, wait, could you?

Hey, m-my apartment key is in my pants.

Okay.

- Right here?
- Yeah, yeah.

Got them.

- This your cell phone?
- Mm-hmm.

Call my number so you got it
on speed dial.

Do we have a warrant?

No, he gave me his key,

asked me to take care of his dog.

Hey.

Here she is.

I've got a treat for you, here.

That's a good girl.

A good girl.

Looks like a college dorm.

Not the epicenter
of a t*rror1st movement.

Is that a closet?

Can't search, Fin.

Maybe you needed
to find the dog's leash.

Whoa.

Good lord.

Okay, back up really slow.

Call the b*mb squad.

We have to evacuate
this whole building.

I'm gonna ask you again.
What was the plan?

I didn't know that stuff was there.

It must be my old roommate's.

He goes upstate. He likes to fish.

- With bombs?
- How's the FBI doing?

No disrespect to our colleagues,
but three hours in,

they're further
behind then when they started.

They haven't got a clue.

b*mb squad secure the scene?

The building has been evacuated

along with the whole block.

Uh,
they've emptied only half the arsenal.

And they ran out
of containment vessels.

Marvelous.

This guy here,

that's your roommate?

We found him on your computer.

The first wave has begun.

The police, the FBI,
they're scattering like rats.

They don't know where to look next.

And that's when we'll strike again.

A mass casualty event.

I don't know that guy.

Why can't you tell me where Danika is?

Danika? Who's Danika?

- Is it your girlfriend or something?
- My dog.

- I wanna know she's okay.
- I see.

You don't start cooperating with us,
Darko,

you'll never see your dog again.

Come on, you don't thr*aten
your key witness.

- Captain Murphy.
- Yeah.

Rollins got Darko to call her
from his burner.

I had TARU run it. We caught a break.

Turns out it was activated

five minutes after Darko
turned off his personal cell.

- Where?
- They're triangulating that now,

and tracking where the
phone was purchased.

Do we need to loop in the FBI?

Oh, no, no. Don't distract them.

They got enough on their plate.

Yeah. Ruz...

Nice work.

Look, Darko has some

zealot's manifesto
video on his computer.

Do you think you can track it?

I can try, but the FBI's being tight.

Okay, I got some bad news.

b*mb squad pulled six IEDs
out of the apartment,

all the digital timing devices,

along with an empty -pack of timers.

So counting the b*mb
that went off at the mosque,

and the undetonated device
at the Jewish old age home...

That leaves four bombs unaccounted for.

Even if Darko has accomplices,

they've already gone to ground.

With four bombs.
They're still a thr*at.

Or worse, they've already been planted.

I mean, how long were those timers?

hours, max.

We're aware, we have counterterrorism

at every possible target.

You do realize there are
hundreds of mosques

and a thousand synagogues in New York?

Not to mention soft targets
like daycare centers,

senior living facilities, schools?

We've flooded the zone, detective.

Now look,

no disrespect to Hate Crimes,
or the SVU,

but this is a JTTF investigation now.

Oh, well, congratulations

because you're doing a bang-up job.

- There it is.
- What about Darko's computer?

Is there anything on where
that manifesto came from?

- Yeah, we're working on that.
- You're wasting time!

We know Darko. We have a rapport.

What do you know, huh?

Let me guess, he's a...

He's a loser, and he's a lone wolf.

That he blames his lack of success

on the special treatment of minorities?

Yeah. I've heard that one before.

Five years ago, that's

exactly what I would
have pitched to you.

The last few years,
these nobodies go down

the YouTube, Facebook
rabbit holes of misinfo,

and they find each other.

The hell do you want from me?

Okay, Agent Strick,

listen, no disrespect

to you or your team, truly.

But we're going on four hours here.

Please, just give us a sh*t at Darko

before one of these bombs goes
off and our city is torn apart.

She's right. You've had your sh*t.

Now just take a break

and pass the damn baton.

NYPD wants to get jerked
around by this jerk?

Knock yourselves out.

I thought Detective Rollins
was my friend.

She turned me in.

We caught Rollins going
to your apartment on her own.

She's, she's in big trouble.

She-she was just gonna walk my dog.

So she claims.

She had Danika with her
when we picked her up.

Insisted on taking Danika with her.

- Wait, so, so Danika's okay?
- Yeah, she is.

You want me to have Rollins
text you a picture?

- Yeah.
- We can do that.

But, you know, Darko,
I gotta level with you.

I mean...

You're in a tough situation
here with these bombs.

They... I never wanted
that stuff in my apartment.

We believe you, but if any one

of those four bombs goes off,

you're looking at multiple
accounts of m*rder,

hate crimes, federal charges,
death penalty.

- I never hurt anybody.
- 'Course you didn't.

You just
broke some glass in a bookstore,

painted some graffiti, meanwhile,

your friends were bombing mosques,

- old age homes.
- They're not my friends.

Well, we didn't think they were.

They're not like you,

and they're probably
not even from here.

No, they're not.

All right, so you do know
something about them.

Let's start with an easy one.

The guy that sh*t you
on the motorcycle.

You know why he sh*t me.

Because he saw me talking
to you and Detective Rollins.

Okay.

I'm sorry. That is on us then.

We also know that he stabbed that Sikh,

something that you would never do.

He-he called me a traitor.

So why are you protecting him?

Do you wanna know what I think?

I think that these guys are
taking advantage of you.

They're not from around here.

You are. You know the area.

They come up here, and then they start

pressuring you to do things
that you don't want to do.

That, that is exactly right.

Darko, we want to help you.

But you gotta tell us
what you know now.

Otherwise the feds take you.

I told you, I-I don't know these guys.

You're a smart guy. Eyes open.

You must have noticed
something about them.

I don't know his government name.

We use codes.

- His is AJ.
- Okay, that's something.

Yeah. Who else?

Oh, here we go.

So, who else, Darko?

What about that manifesto
on your computer?

Ah, I was supposed to erase that.

I-I just know his code name.

It's North Star.

The FBI has your computer.

Get ahead of this thing.
Tell us what you know.

Look, all I can tell you is
that they're his bombs.

Okay?

He drove to my apartment building,

in the middle of the night.

And he and AJ loaded that stuff
in my closet.

So how did you communicate with them?

How many others are there?

I don't know the whole plan,
just my part.

Darko, we have your burner cell.

We're gonna find out
where it was bought,

who you called, when.

That wasn't my idea.

Look, I'm not good at this stuff.

They made me turn off my phone,

then they gave me the burner.

Where?

Where?

This phone was bought here?

- You sure?
- Yeah, we're sure.

Night before Christmas Eve
around : pm.

: . You got it.

I remember now.

He paid cash. Hundreds.

Okay, we're gonna need
to see your security footage.

Okay, but he wore a motorcycle helmet.

Anybody with him?

Not that I saw.

But he did buy five phones,

with prepaid service plans.

So Darko confirmed
that the man in the hat

and the gaiter is indeed the leader

and recruited the others
on the dark web.

There's still no way to track him.

Gaiter's video was triple encrypted.

The motorcycle guy is AJ?

The Sikh driver said
that he had an Ohio plate.

You checked footage for license plate?

Yep, and a gas station
across the street too.

If he was on the bike,
he was smart enough

to park it away
from the security cameras.

Nothing on a white van either.

Not to mention five cell phones,

and it could still be
two more out there.

No luck on the burner cells?

No, aside from Darko's number,

the other four were shut off,
likely faraday-bagged

within a half hour of us going
into Darko's apartment.

So they're holed up somewhere
watching the news?

Waiting for New Year's Eve
to detonate the other bombs?

- Tell me you got something.
- A start.

TARU did a cell tower dump.

We have the moment
the five cell phones were

turned on and enabled.

Going back five minutes,

Darko's cell phone was turned off.

And one other phone,

with an Ohio area code.

That number is listed to

an Antonio Juarez

from Defiance, Ohio.

AJ.

Someone in Defiance knows where he is.

Let's find him.

I don't understand,

Antonio's in Buffalo,
visiting his mother.

Yeah, when was the last time
you spoke to him, Ms. Alves?

He calls every night at : .

Great, so you got a number for him.

His cell phone broke.

He's using a friend's phone. Why?

Well, we're trying to track him down.

There was a chase on the street here.

One of our squad cars

might have side-swiped his motorcycle.

In New York City?

Yes, is there a chance
he came down for the holiday?

Does he have family here?

His ex lives in Brooklyn.

Son of a bitch.

He ditches me and our kid for Christmas

to spend it with her?

Marina, do you have
an address for his ex?

What the hell is going on?

Where's the b*mb, Antonio?

- You've made a mistake.
- Where are the bombs?

What are they talking about?

It's over, man. Don't be stupid.

We know you stabbed a Sikh
and sh*t Darko.

All right, it's over.

They're cops, AJ. Just answer them.

b*mb goes off, it's the death penalty.

The needle, AJ.

You hear that?

In a backpack under the Christmas tree.

Suspect says bombs are in
a backpack under the tree.

- How'd you find me?
- Your wife.

- I swear I didn't call.
- No, not you.

- The one in Ohio.
- What?

You told me that was over.

You got bigger problems, Antonio.

Tell us where the other bombs are.

Nobody has the whole plan.

North Star does. How do you reach him?

I don't.

We each have one contact.

Who's yours?

I'm here.

Of course, I'm alone.

You sure?

Double-check your surroundings,
confirm.

What the hell is this?
This wasn't the plan.

Direct orders from North Star.

I didn't hear from him.

He's gone deep to ground.

Darko may have been a UC.

You kidding me?

Cops are onto us?

Tom Nolan,

you need to come with us.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- You playing me?
- Sorry, man.

I had no choice.

Don't make a scene, Mr. Nolan.

We're giving you a chance to cooperate.

Yeah.

I'm just a businessman from Arizona,

- here with my wife on a holiday.
- Susan.

We know everything about you, Tom.

So help yourself.

And stop lying.

- I'm not.
- Okay.

Why did you take a call,

from Antonio Juarez from a burner cell?

I don't know any Antonio.

Thought he was my Uber driver.

Where were you going?

We had tickets for a show.

Nope, no, you didn't.

Broadway's dark Monday night,
Tom, try again.

I don't know. My wife made the plan.

And where is she?

We know you called her
on her burner cell.

Is she not picking up?

Honestly, I don't know where she is.

Shopping, hair salon, the spa.

Giving each other some space.

- Keeping the marriage fresh?
- Yeah.

Like this?

The first wave has begun.

The police, the FBI,
they're scattered like rats.

They don't know where to look next.

And then when we'll strike again.

A mass casualty event.

You know this guy?

May have come across his videos.

Did you notice who was filming?

Nice robe.

But you already knew that, right, Tom?

Anything for the cause?

I don't know what you're talking about.

You don't.

I'm just in town for a holiday trip.

To see a show.

I got nothing to do with any of this.

Well, if you're making a case,

that your wife set you up,

I suggest,

that you tell us where she is.

- I don't know.
- You don't know?

Where is she, Tom?

I don't...

Where is she?

I-I don't know. But-but...

We weren't supposed
to use our credit cards, so

Susan took her sister's Amex.

Oh, yes, Mrs. Martell.

She and her husband have been
here for three days.

- They in the room?
- They just left.

Where were they going?

Uh, I got them dinner
reservations in the Village.

I offered to arrange a car.

They said they wanted a walk,

look at the tree
in Washington Square Park.

Were they carrying anything,
like a bag?

Actually, Mrs. Martell, yes.

She had a leather backpack.

We just missed them.

They went to Washington Square Park.

The Islamic Center at NYU is there.

A Jewish student center.

And the Village temple
is five blocks away.

I'll call JTTF.

Concierge said they wanted
to see the Christmas tree.

- False flag?
- Maybe.

Create havoc, turn everyone

in the city against each other.

It's a plan. We need to go now.

Yeah.

That's them.

- I'll go...
- It's okay, I got this.

Susan, is that you?

- Excuse me?
- It's Olivia.

I didn't even know
you were in New York.

- Is Tom with you?
- I'm sorry, do I know you?

NYPD, put your hands
where we can see them.

We have your husband in custody.

What's this?

Keep your hands in front of you!

They're gonna k*ll us, Robert.

- It's over.
- Like hell it is.

NYPD, don't move.

Don't do it.

You're done!

I don't take orders
from a race traitor.

I got a b*mb.

Thank you.

You just gave the movement
the martyr we need.

Rollins, get that woman
the hell out of here.

Let's get her out.

You all right?

I was, and now I'm shaking.

I wish I could say
we all get to go home.

But, I fired my w*apon,

and we have ten hours
of paperwork ahead of us.

Merry Christmas.

You too.