(BIRDS SINGING)
BREENA: It's all so beautiful, isn't it?
It is.
But this isn't right.
What do you mean?
I want to be here, but...
it isn't time for this yet,
is it? It can't be.
You're right.
It isn't.
So open your eyes.
I don't... I don't understand.
Open them, Jimmy.
You need to move.
I want to, it's just...
this year's been so hard.
I miss you so much.
And I miss you, but not that.
You need you to move now,
so I know you're alive.
Open your eyes.
(GASPING)
(COUGHING)
Kasie. (WHEEZING)
Kasie.
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS) _
For the millionth time,
I'm-I'm doing great.
The fight was a-a month ago.
Yeah, no, I'll admit your face
looks better, but besides that?
Besides that, my face
doesn't just look better,
it looks perfect.
That's all that matters.
JIMMY: And I believe
you know these guys.
- MCGEE: Whoa!
- TORRES: Oh!
Victoria. Hey, hon.
What a nice surprise.
Hey, Uncle Tim.
Crown Vic.
Uncle Nick!
(SUCKS IN AIR)
That one hurt.
So, wait, what is this? Is this, uh,
bring your daughter to work day already?
Not exactly.
Well, you are my daughter,
and this is where I work, so...
Okay, now hold on, don't tell me...
Could you be the famous Victoria Palmer
that I've been hearing about?
She's been hearing a lot
about you, too, Agent Knight.
- Victoria?
- Nice to meet you, Agent Knight.
Jess, please. And... (GASPS)
I love your shoes.
And I-I love that backpack, too.
- Thanks.
- So cute.
And over here, we have...
When did Gibbs grow a beard?
- Oh. (LAUGHS)
- PARKER: No, no, actually...
- JIMMY: (STAMMERS)
- No, Victoria,
this is, uh, Special Agent
Parker. I told you about...
Okay. You got me. You... (STAMMERS)
- She's been pulling our legs.
- Yeah.
A real chip off Dad's block, huh?
Oh, you have no idea.
Ow.
I mean, you know you tell corny jokes.
My jokes are not corny.
Uh, hate to break up the party,
but, uh, that was Quantico.
- We've got a dead...
- You can say it.
I'm fairly well-versed
in dead body talk.
It's true, she was raised on it.
Oh. Well, yeah, we have a dead body.
Apparently, the victim of some kind of
- truck accident.
- That's terrible.
Can I come?
No, you are gonna hang here
with Aunt Kasie until we get back.
Excellent. Be careful, everybody.
Her new catchphrase.
Yo. What's with all the baby talk?
What baby talk?
Man, what a way to go.
See, now that's your real voice.
Okay, enough.
I told you I am not a natural
when it comes to children.
But what about that Paper Pauline thing
that you did for, uh, your niece?
Oh, I'm a great long-distance aunt.
When it comes to the
one-on-one, I don't know.
I just don't know how
to relate or what to say.
You know, kids are like small people.
You just talk to them like people.
Driver says he came out of nowhere.
Ah, he's wedged up in there pretty good.
PARKER: Any idea how to get him out?
Well, we either back
the truck up a couple of feet
or we take the wheel off completely.
Uh, no need for a jack. Allow me.
Oh, yeah, Torres, just, uh, back
it up a foot or so, and, um,
you guys might want to look away.
Like we haven't seen everything?
Yeah, nothing we can't handle, Jimmy.
Ready?
Yeah, Nick, uh, nice and slow.
Easy, Nick.
Uh, easy, easy. Oh.
- Ooh... Whoa.
- Oh, God.
Can't unsee that.
Yeah, we should've used the jack.
Got an ID here.
Great. Please, change the subject.
Victim is Philip Hanch, ,
former Army Private First Class.
So, not a Marine.
Well, maybe he was visiting the base.
If he was, he wasn't invited.
Security just found a breach.
Wire cutters.
Found next to a brand-new four-foot hole
cut into the outer fence.
MCGEE: And according to this,
Hanch was dishonorably
discharged in .
Plus, he's got a record here.
Criminal trespassing,
drunk and disorderly.
So, we got a dead intruder
who was up to...
what, exactly?
Nothing good, I'm guessing.
KNIGHT: So, our victim,
Philip Hanch, was something of a...
Hold on, are we still
calling him a "victim"?
Of the truck, yes.
Until we know why
he broke into Quantico.
Well, I was about to call him a slacker.
Since being kicked out of the Army,
he hasn't held a regular job
or paid any taxes since .
TORRES: Same year he got divorced,
and his ex-wife is his only next of kin.
KNIGHT: Though he did manage to make
a few car payments the last few years.
So, he had to be making money somehow.
Making it and losing it just as fast.
According to this, Hanch was yet another
- dabbler in cryptocurrency.
- PARKER: Bitcoin?
Ethereum?
MCGEE: In his dreams.
Hanch played most every
new start-up token;
each link in the blockchain
blew up in his face.
English, please?
Basically, he was gambling
to get rich quick.
Only ended up with about $ K
in credit card debt.
Why couldn't he just say that?
MCGEE: Digging now to see if that debt
- has any connection to Quantico.
- PARKER: Good.
And, uh, back to this ex-wife.
Already notified. She's on her way.
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
And Jimmy Palmer needs us
down in Autopsy.
By all means, lead the way,
and if I haven't said it lately,
you guys are good.
Crown Vic.
What happened? No more, uh, Kasie time?
She got busy, so, yeah, back to Dad.
And what are you up to, Nick?
Oh, I was just about to go to this, uh,
new, uh, ice cream shop
just up the road, but, you know,
- with the case and all...
- PARKER: Ah.
You got some time.
I don't suppose you're interested.
Ice cream or autopsy?
Tough call.
All right.
Rocky road it is.
Thanks, Nick.
I'm guessing there are some
things you'd rather she not see.
Yeah. This is definitely one of them.
Any clues in that mess
that might help us?
Uh, it's just personal items so far.
SIM card on that phone any good?
Well, Kasie'll tell us for sure,
but it seems to be just
as crushed as everything else.
Everything, that is, except for
this little flask that somehow survived.
I hope the guy managed a last
sip before he got steamrolled.
KNIGHT: We're sorry for your loss, Mrs.
Hanch.
I can't say I'm all that surprised.
That your ex-husband is dead?
The way Phil was headed,
guess I had a feeling
that this day was coming.
What can you tell me about him?
I thought I was marrying a...
nature-loving free spirit,
only to realize that he
was just a man with no plan.
And no job.
He was just always searching.
Looking for answers outside of himself.
It's what led him
to these fringe groups.
Any that you know of specifically?
No.
Just the kind that get people like Phil
caught up in conspiracy theories.
And all they ever did
was just make him...
make him mad at the world.
Any idea where he was living?
I know exactly where.
Four Pines Trailer Park
in Reston.
I know because I sent money
a few times to help him pay for it.
But...
I guess I wasn't helping at all.
Just enabling him to go further down
that rabbit hole to Crazy Town.
Whew. Don't know what you're
feeding that girl,
but she is growing so fast.
Maybe not in a good way.
Excuse me? That is my play niece.
She didn't tell you why she's here today
instead of at school, did she?
She called it a mental health day.
Not for my mental health.
She got suspended
- for fighting.
- Our Victoria?
Yeah. Her teacher said
it was just a scuffle,
and she doesn't deny it,
but she won't tell me
why or how it happened.
All kids go through phases.
I'm sure this is just that.
Hey.
What's all this?
Isn't this your contract renewal?
What? Oh, that. Yeah.
Yeah, Vance wanted this last week.
Yeah. I just... Ah.
I-I've been so busy, I just hadn't
- gotten around to it.
- Yeah, but you will, won't you?
I have always wanted one of these.
Ah, don't change the subject.
No, no, I'm not. I'm working.
Any guesses?
Scotch?
(SNIFFS) Hm, bourbon?
(SNIFFS)
Uh, vodka, maybe?
I don't know. I don't...
Hm...
Oh, yeah, give Mass Spec a sh*t.
Okay.
That'll tell us what it is.
NCI... Aye, aye. (GROANS)
Whoa.
(COUGHS) Whoa.
Ugh.
Almost as gross as his body.
MCGEE: Well, this is quite the mess.
Back here.
I'm thinking... private evil lair.
(SIGHS)
PARKER: Complete with his very
own private evil journal.
Looks like our guy's been busy.
KNIGHT: Except that's
not our guy's handwriting.
"With righteous vengeance,
"may the Unkindness
"cast our own plague
upon the prophets of w*r."
Sounds like a manifesto to me.
Targeting Quantico.
PARKER: "And let this" display
our power toward the glory
of Nevermore."
Definitely cult speak.
What's the "Unkindness"?
I have no idea,
but whoever wrote this garbage
signed it appropriately.
MCGEE: Quoth the Raven.
So he's a big Edgar Allan Poe
fan, but, uh...
what's this about a plague?
KNIGHT: Maybe this?
Kind of odd that that
container's only half full.
So where's the other half?
Relax, Jimmy. I'm just saying
I'll sign it when I'm ready.
And all I'm saying is that HR
could be weird about deadlines.
If you don't sign
your contract on time...
Look, maybe I'm looking for a sign
on whether or not to re-up
for another five years.
- (PHONE RINGING)
- (GRUNTS)
Ooh... What the heck?
Oh... that's never a good sound.
- Agent Parker?
- PARKER (OVER PHONE): The flask, Jimmy.
- Don't open it.
- What?
COMPUTER: Code alert. (ALARM BLARING)
Biohazard detected.
Biohazard containment
protocols initiated.
(STAMMERS) Okay, what is happening?
a*t*matic lockdown.
The flask contains some kind of biotoxin
Mass Spec does not like.
I'm guessing this isn't the sign
you were looking for.
What is it? Two-two bumps
and a, and a slap?
VICTORIA (LAUGHS): No.
Agent Torres.
Oh, hey, Director.
Is that Victoria Palmer?
Hi, Director. Just visiting.
How nice. It's good to see you again.
Agent Torres, did you, uh, receive the
Code alert on Ms. Hines's lab?
Code ? That's a lockdown.
What lockdown?
MCGEE: Was anybody besides
Jimmy and Kasie exposed?
Why is there a lockdown?
Are Kasie and my dad in trouble?
No. No, no, no, Victoria. See,
uh, Mass Spec is-is programmed
to do that automatically.
Something bad happened, didn't it?
I want to see my dad.
And how do we make that happen?
Well, uh, Kasie's lab is sealed up,
so her office is safe.
She could talk to him
- through the glass doors.
- Good.
Can we?
Hell yeah.
Come on, let's go.
Okay, first, we need
to get whatever Kasie
identified in that flask
over to CDC for analysis.
Already done. Mass Spec
does that automatically.
Great. Also, we need
anything we can find on this,
uh, Raven creep.
And as far as Jimmy and Kasie go,
I don't suppose we have a good
toxicologist on speed dial.
Actually, we do.
VANCE: CDC's sending her now.
One of their top experts in biotoxins.
Who's he talking about?
Uh, an old friend, and a good one.
The next thing we know,
Mass Spec is wailing
and every door in here
just slammed shut.
KASIE: Hey,
at least we know the system works.
Yeah, maybe a little too well.
I mean, as you can see,
sweetheart, we are both fine.
CAROL: And what
fine mess have we gotten
ourselves into this time, Jimmy?
Hey, Carol!
You guys went straight to the top.
Hey, for you and Kasie, only the best.
- Torres, right?
- Yes.
I hear good things.
And they're all true. And you are?
Nick!
Do you seriously not know
Dr. Carol Wilson? Oh, my gosh!
- You never told me you know her.
- You never told me you know her.
Oh, my gosh, Dr. Wilson... Excuse me.
Dr. Wilson, um, I so admire your work.
M-My college dissertation was
all about your Ebola research.
Carol, please. That is so sweet
and doesn't make me feel old at all.
And you...
I'm Victoria.
Come on, Jimmy. Are you serious?
You mean to tell me that this
beautiful young lady
is your baby Victoria?
Man, I swear, between her
and McGee's twins,
time is just flying by.
Um, speaking of time, Carol...
Nice segue, McGee.
Okay, here's the deal.
Until we have more information,
protocols call for the two
of you to sit tight in there.
Now, I admit I am not familiar
with this compound that you inhaled,
but it seems similar to a VX-type gas.
And I already have
two calls in to my friend,
Yuri Pastov.
(STAMMERS) Didn't Pastov create
some of these biotoxins to begin with?
CAROL: Yes,
until he defected to the U.S.
last year to create some antidotes.
Look, if anybody can help us, Yuri can.
Then they're going to be okay?
Don't you worry at all, okay?
Your job is to make sure
that Dad and Kasie
don't drive each other crazy
in there until I can get back.
Okay?
All right, ice cream check.
What'd you get?
Rocky road.
Rocky road. How many scoops?
(SIGHS)
Unkindness, McGee. Care to guess?
No time for guessing. What is it?
It's what bird people call
a group of ravens.
MCGEE: Meaning
Hanch wasn't acting alone.
Meaning he's part of a flock
that's doing whatever
this Raven tells them to.
Look, I lied in there.
Jimmy and Kasie are in very big trouble.
If it's the toxin that I think it is,
the ill effects are
merely delayed right how,
but they are quite deadly.
What about Dr. Pastov?
He's yet to return my call,
so who's coming with me to find him?
Where are we looking?
He's working out of
a research lab in Norfolk.
- If we leave now, we can probably...
- MCGEE: Oh, no need.
We can put you there in five minutes.
Thank you for joining us
on short notice, Mr. Elroy.
This is Special Agent Parker and this...
Everyone knows the great
Carol Wilson, Director.
I understand you were hoping
to see Dr. Pastov?
At his earliest convenience.
As early as now would be good.
I'm sure, but may I ask why?
Depends. Why do you ask?
What exactly do you do, Mr. Elroy?
We are a civilian lab,
but we're contracted by the CDC
to develop toxin antidotes
with Dr. Pastov.
Which again begs the question,
where is he?
I'm afraid he...
fell off the grid two days ago. Um...
No one at his place,
no answers on his cell.
And no missing persons report.
For two whole days?
We're quite capable
of handling this in-house.
I'm sure he's fine.
Quit trying to save
your contract. Who's got him?
The Russians?
Doubtful.
The toxin was created in Russia,
but the terror thr*at that brought
Pastov to the States is apparently
domestic in nature.
And knowing there's a terror thr*at,
did you notify anyone?
Sounds bad, I admit,
but the good news is
Pastov was successful.
He has the antidote.
Wherever he is.
That would be the bad news, yes.
CAROL: Okay, you listen to me
right now. I want every piece
of Pastov's research.
Every note, every formula.
Well, that might take some time.
That's time we don't have, jagoff!
Parker... You give the good doctor
anything she needs,
or we're gonna have your ass.
Okay, no need for that.
Just stay on the line.
I'll be right back.
Say hello to my rainbow grenade.
Watch this jump.
(CHUCKLES) That's not even
a jump. That's a hop.
That was a jump.
KASIE: They seem to be close.
It all started out
as Nick giving me time
to visit Breena's grave
and r-run some errands.
Even last month, when he was
going through his tough time,
that lone wolf in there,
he showed up to hang out
with Victoria every Saturday.
They have a real connection.
Sounds like he enjoys their
"Saturdates" as much as she does.
Yeah, I-I get the feeling that,
you know, she opens up
more to him than she does
to me, especially lately.
Wish I could hear what they're saying.
Ooh, I can grant you that wish.
VICTORIA (OVER INTERCOM):
It wasn't like that at all.
Oh, great. W-Wait.
- Are we spying?
- Yes.
VICTORIA (OVER INTERCOM): I mean,
it's not like I walked up
to the kid and just punched him.
Okay, so how did it happen?
We were playing "Monster
in the Gym" during recess and...
KNIGHT: Hey, guys.
Was just checking on you,
but I see that you're playing a...
super cool game, so I'm just gonna go.
Vic was just telling me about
this fight that she got into in school.
I didn't call it a fight.
I mean, you did say that
you were playing "Monster."
Yeah. And this big kid, Josh,
grabbed me and wouldn't let go.
You and Dad always let go
when we play Monster,
but every time I said stop,
Josh just grabbed me tighter,
until I got scared and punched him.
Sounds to me like
he had it coming, then.
I don't know.
Dad says I should never
resort to v*olence.
No, your dad's right.
Punching isn't the answer.
Next time Josh
or anyone does this,
try thrusting the palm
of your hand up into his nose.
It'll blind them
for a couple of seconds,
which is much better than a punch.
- Mm-hmm.
- Nice. That's what I'm talking about.
(GIGGLES)
Uh...
Is that really the lesson
we're trying to teach her?
Well, it's vital that she knows
how to protect herself,
and it's never too early
to learn about consent.
Plus, you told me to talk to her
like a person.
TORRES: I didn't tell you to...
Why wouldn't Vic tell me
about that? Hey, hey.
I was listening. (STAMMERS)
You've heard enough, and so have I.
- Kasie.
- Jimmy!
We have way more
pressing concerns right now,
and I'm starting to get a little antsy.
A little antsy? You...
We need to do something.
Okay. Y-You're right,
you're right, you're right.
Um...
What?
Not one word in these
psychotic Raven ramblings
about the number of followers
in his little cult.
I was able to pull
some partial prints here.
Hopefully give us a few
new names to work with.
Yeah, without Kasie,
I'll have to call in a favor
at the FBI to check AFIS.
Well, maybe not.
Kasie texted.
Said if we can get clear enough sh*ts
with a camera, she can run
the prints through AFIS herself.
Grab the tincture, add
just two drops of the tropine
to the tropic acid before introducing
the hydrochloric acid. (STAMMERS)
Are we sure about injecting acid?
It won't be acid
once we're done with it.
The antidote to standard VX
is atropine, which we don't have,
but what we do have
is three ingredients
to make it ourselves.
I-I just... I don't know
if it's gonna work.
Okay, I don't know either!
Do you have another idea?
Anything at all? Okay,
this cannot be our third strike.
Okay, there it is!
(STAMMERS) That-that dreaded
third strike that you're
always waiting for.
Well, then what the hell
would you call it?
Okay? I have been sh*t at,
I've had a Kn*fe to my throat,
and now it's toxic gas for the win.
Just stop it! Just-just...
j-just stop it.
Carol said we are gonna be fine,
so everything's gonna be fine.
And you believe her?
Look at us, Jimmy. D-Do you feel fine?
No, I-I... I don't feel fine,
no, but I-I do know
that freaking out about it is
only gonna make things worse.
Okay, you know what?
Spare me your constant
glass-half-full routine,
when all I can think about
is my imminent death!
All right, if you do me a favor
and maybe you stop thinking
about it so loudly with my
daughter in the very next room!
She can't hear you, but I can.
And both of you need
to chill the hell out.
CAROL: It's not their fault. The toxin's
probably causing an adrenaline surge.
Carol. Didn't see you there.
How long have you been listening?
Long enough to say, knock it off.
In fact, I want you to stop anything
and everything that's gonna
elevate your blood pressures,
especially arguing.
- We weren't arguing.
- Yes, we were.
It was a chemically-induced argument.
- It doesn't count.
- Oh, my God.
It's only gonna make
the toxins circulate faster.
So if you don't slow down,
fatality can occur within hours
of the first onset of physical symptoms.
Well, luckily, we haven't had
any physical symptoms yet.
So, I mean, nothing
to worry about, right?
Oh, no.
(GASPS)
Oh, my God, Jimmy.
Kasie.
Jimmy's nose is bleeding.
Meaning what?
It means we now have just
two and a half hours
to find Raven, Pastov,
and most importantly, the antidote.
So what do we have so far?
Wait a minute. What happens
in two and a half hours?
What do we have?
Partial prints Kasie ran
through AFIS narrowed
our search down to about , people.
I've gone through Hanch's social media,
pulled IP addresses
from the more active posters.
Now, I ran geolocations.
Tech Trolls are cross-referencing
those with the AFIS list.
Said they'd get back
to us if they get a hit.
Hmm. And they found something.
All right, we got an address here.
Does not necessarily mean
it's the Raven's place, but...
No buts. We're going either way.
According to Pastov's notes, X-
is much different than VX gas. In fact,
the only similarity is
they can both be lethal.
Are we sure? Even with a standard VX,
we'd have much worse than
bloody noses and a short temper.
It is a pretty bad bloody nose.
Well, maybe we didn't get
exposed to that high a dose.
You said that fatality can occur,
but maybe in this case, it won't.
Well, we certainly hope
that that's the case, but we...
There's got to be something
that we can try, right?
We managed to synthesize atropine.
Atropine will have no effect.
So why? What? You're-you're telling us
that we're supposed to just,
like, sit in this box
and wait to die in a couple of hours?
- Jimmy...
- Jimmy, what?
No. If I only have a couple
hours left to live, I'm sorry.
I'm not about to spend it
in this lab. No offense, Kase.
Jimmy, what are you doing?
The toxins must have been
scrubbed through the filtration
system by now, all right?
So I'm gonna decontaminate.
I'll-I'll shower off,
I'll change my clothes,
and I'll spend the last
few hours of my life
with my daughter, if you don't mind.
If you open that door, you will
be k*lling your daughter, too.
This is not VX we're dealing with.
The lack of symptoms is by design.
If you two were out in the world,
you would have already
contaminated countless people
before feeling the ill effects
yourselves.
This a perfect biological w*apon
with a % mortality rate.
I'm sorry. I wasn't upfront
with you sooner
because I wanted you to keep
your blood pressures down.
Why?
Keep our pressures down for what?
To buy more time?
What? minutes?
I'm not trying to buy more time
for the two of you.
I'm trying to buy more time
for your team,
because our only hope is
if they find the antidote.
So please, sit down
and don't move.
PARKER: NCIS!
Hazmat suits.
I'd say we're in the right place.
(TOILET FLUSHES)
NCIS! Come out of there!
We hear you in the bathroom! Come out!
You didn't wash your hands.
MCGEE: Come on, Dennis.
You got nowhere to run.
Open the door.
Knight, we got a runner!
NCIS! Stop!
(GROANS)
(PANTING)
Lost your g*n, huh?
Still no way out.
That hardly seems fair.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GROANS LOUDLY)
(PANTING)
You sure?
(GRUNTING)
Hey!
Yo.
Cuff me, bro. I'm done.
Go ahead, bro.
(BOTH PANTING)
My kid's whole future.
What's it gonna be like?
(SOFT, WHEEZY BREATHING)
She said her last words
to her mom on a video call.
That can't happen again. (SNIFFLES)
Jimmy...
Kasie. (STAMMERS)
My heart.
Heart feels like it's b*ating
out of my chest.
Hey, hey. Buddy, please listen, okay?
Victoria is gonna be fine.
And you are gonna be with her.
- Am I, though?
- Oh, yeah.
Oh, you're-you're gonna
watch her graduate.
You're gonna walk her down the aisle.
And one day, you're gonna hold
her kids on your lap, okay?
Now, those are the only thoughts
you need to focus your energy on.
Breena and I...
Breena and I just wanted her
to be... happy.
You know, optimistic,
confident.
She already is.
VICTORIA: It's okay.
It just happens way too much.
Grown-ups don't need to hide
everything from their kids.
Well, some things are just for grownups,
and not meant for kids to know.
But today, everyone is trying
to hide everything from me.
You think so?
Uncle Tim wouldn't say
"dead body" in front of me.
And I know you guys aren't
telling me everything
about Dad and Kasie.
Look, they're gonna be fine.
You have to trust me,
and you have to believe it.
That's what I miss about Mom.
She didn't try to make things
seem okay if they weren't.
She always told the truth,
even if it was hard.
I know you miss her.
I miss my dad even more.
Or, you know, how Dad used to be.
He's with me all the time, but
he's different.
A lot quieter.
He asks me about my feelings, but
definitely doesn't talk to me about his.
Vic, he's doing his best.
And trust me, not everyone gets
a dad like yours.
I mean, he's...
he's the best I've ever been around.
I just wish Mom was here to talk to him.
When my angel fish d*ed, she told me
it was okay to let go,
and still hold on.
My dad is really good
at the holding-on part,
but not so good at letting go.
I'm so sorry
that the two of you have had...
the year you've had.
It's okay, Uncle Nick.
My dad's just stuck. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
He'll get himself unstuck,
because he loves me.
My dad will always keep going.
She sounds like someone I know.
(WHEEZY COUGHING)
(COUGHS DEEPLY, SNIFFLES)
(SNIFFLES)
Can you say that again, Dennis?
For the third time, my name is Buggy.
Buggy Stacks, bro.
Your driver's license says
"Dennis Newton."
That is you, right?
They started calling me "Buggy Stacks"
after I came into some
serious cash, you know?
Let's start there.
You were paid by a t*rror1st...
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- ...to spread a lethal
toxin that could k*ll hundreds
of people.
You guys got me all wrong.
This Raven paid me in crypto
to store a bunch
of super Laxative-X at my place.
Plan was to put it in the water
at a Marine base, and have them
all exploding in their pants.
After that, he gets paid
in cash from Uncle Sam.
And boom... more stacks.
- My God, are you dumb.
- You don't believe me?
That Raven dude put the
whole plan behind that picture
on the wall over there.
Check it.
Same kind of flask.
Hmm? I'm telling you,
it was all a prank.
It's not, like, anything bad.
Just a middle finger to the government.
- PARKER: Shut up, Dennis.
- Yo.
This looks like their plan B.
Map shows three public places where
the toxin will be
dispersed simultaneously.
MCGEE: Says here the Raven and two
of his Unkindness are gonna
release the toxin themselves.
And he won't be alone.
"The cure shall be
under my wing at all times."
He's got Pastov with him.
And the antidote.
BREENA: So open your eyes.
I don't... I don't understand.
Open them, Jimmy.
You need to move.
I mean, I want to.
This year's just been so hard.
I miss you so much.
BREENA AND CAROL:
You need to move right now
so I know you're alive.
CAROL: Open your eyes.
(GASPS, WHEEZES)
CAROL: Jimmy, you passed out.
You both did.
- You need to keep breathing.
- (POUNDING ON WINDOW)
(WHEEZES, COUGHS)
(MUFFLED): Jimmy! Kasie!
- Kase.
- Come on, Kasie!
- (COUGHS) Oh, Jim...
- TORRES: Kasie!
Jimmy. Jim...
- Hey.
- (KNOCKING CONTINUES)
CAROL: Don't scare me like that again.
Stay awake, Dad!
You guys okay?
CAROL: Torres, don't open that door.
You two need to keep your eyes open.
- (GRUNTING)
- (WHEEZING)
JIMMY: Kasie, you okay?
Had a dream. Yeah, I saw my dad.
That's great.
Is it?
Isn't it bad when I see dead
people when I close my eyes?
(COUGHS)
No, it can't...
it can't be okay.
What about you?
You see any dead people?
(WHEEZY PANTING)
No.
No, I didn't see any dead people, and...
We're... we're gonna be fine.
CAROL: You guys?
Look at me.
You two should call your loved ones.
Now.
(COUGHS, SOBS)
VANCE: We will be
working with MPD on this.
Time is of the essence.
There is no acceptable level of failure.
- Agent Parker?
- We'll split into three teams,
each covering one defined target.
Team One and I will cover
the coffee shop on th.
Team Two will canvas the bar
here, led by Agent Knight.
And Agent McGee will lead Team Three
to the movie theater on I Street.
Now, their plan is
to simultaneously release
the toxin at all three locations
at some point in the next minutes.
We're looking for anyone in
a gas mask, hazmat suit,
anything that can
shield them from a toxin.
We see that, we take 'em down.
With this exception
of this man... Dr. Yuri Pastov.
He is our hostage.
He is extremely valuable.
Nobody take any sh*ts anywhere near him.
If you have Raven in your sights,
engage, but do not fire.
That doctor is our only
chance to save our people.
Watch each other's backs out there.
Let's go get that antidote.
Uh, just, uh, checking in to...
to say how much you matter to me.
I'm...
just having, uh,
one of those days, I guess.
(CLEARS THROAT)
I do love you.
So much.
Of all of the times
for my mom to not answer.
No, it's, uh... it's okay.
(COUGHING)
Oh, I... I hate goodbyes anyway.
(EXHALES)
(KASIE INHALES DEEPLY)
(COUGHS LOUDLY)
Hey, sweetheart.
Hi, Daddy.
That must've been pretty scary,
seeing your dad and Kasie
on the floor like that, huh?
Honey,
you can ask me anything,
and I promise...
I'll be honest with you.
Are you going to die?
Yes.
And so are you.
Everyone dies.
That's right. Everyone dies.
And since everyone dies,
what's important is not how we die.
(INHALES LOUD, WHEEZY BREATH)
It's how we live.
Do you...? You remember...?
Remember Mr. Rogers?
Yeah. I love that movie.
Do you remember how he told us
to look for the helpers?
(WHEEZING)
There are people out there
that live their life like that.
As helpers.
That's right.
Honey, there are helpers
in this world...
(WHEEZES)
...that will look out for you
for the rest of your life.
So open your eyes.
Look for those helpers.
They're out there.
They're doing what's right.
Some helpers
you've known your whole life,
and some are new to you.
The trait that they share
is that they always
make things better if they can.
Being a helper takes a lot of work.
But it's worth it.
Raven!
And helping people can be hard.
It's filled with tough decisions.
But it's those hard times
that make you realize what's important.
♪ ♪
JIMMY: And some day,
you...
are going to be an amazing helper,
Victoria Elizabeth Palmer.
Honey, that's what's important.
It's not how we die.
It's how we live.
(GROANS SOFTLY)
(COUGHING LOUDLY)
Go and rest now, Daddy.
You, too, Aunt Kasie.
(JIMMY WHEEZES LOUDLY)
(COUGHING)
Hey, Kase?
(PANTING)
Yeah, buddy?
Really sorry I yelled at you earlier.
Me, too, buddy.
(PANTING)
VICTORIA: I told you, Dad!
- I told you.
- Yes, Jimmy! Yes!
TORRES: Yeah, Jimmy!
VICTORIA: I love you, Dad!
KASIE: Hi.
Oh, I see.
This is where the, uh,
cool kids hang out?
Nick insisted on bringing me to see
your side of the neighborhood.
Oh, cute.
Uh, I just wanted to tell you
that I asked Vance to send over
my contract so I could sign it.
Kase, that's great. I thought
maybe after the last couple days
that you... Ah, you know, I realized
if that was strike three,
I want to be ready
for strikes four, five, six.
Girl, you know we got you.
Yeah, exactly.
Where else am I gonna find
helpers like you guys?
You're stuck with me
for a good, long while.
We are so glad to be stuck with you.
Damn right.
Oh, my gosh.
Your wedding ring.
I-I've never seen you take that off,
not even in Autopsy.
Yeah, I decided to take Breena's advice.
I can, uh... I can hold on
to what's important
while letting go.
It's time.
Oh, look at this. We get to
see you both at once. (LAUGHING)
You got me a bear.
I guess you're gonna have to share, Vic.
There you go. Thank you, Agent Knight.
Well, that's very sweet.
There's only one guest
per patient, so, hmm,
that would be Vic and I,
- so if you guys...
- (KNOCKING)
Okay, this is getting ridiculous.
Señor Vance, Tim, only one guest.
What's wrong?
Let's take this into the hall.
We didn't get the Raven.
Unless he came back from the dead,
I don't see how that's possible.
He's on Jimmy's autopsy table now.
We talked to Pastov.
The guy that was with him
was not the Raven.
Are we sure?
'Cause this Raven guy
has been playing games
from the very beginning.
I wouldn't put this past him.
Yeah, that crossed my mind,
but this came in the mail today.
It was addressed to
"Special Agent Alden Parker
And His Team."
What's it say?
One word.