Mr. Mercedes (2017) s01e10 Episode Script

1 HODGES: Previously on "Mr.
Mercedes" BRADY: This will be my masterpiece and will make us rich, and it will reunite us.
JEROME: Roseland Hills Community Center.
- It's his M.
O.
- Let the police handle it.
He wasn't just killing people two years ago.
He was mowing down hope.
HOCKNEY: I got a lot of concerned people, especially with this Edmund Mills gala coming up.
He wants me.
I'm his target.
Let him come, I say.
Let him come.
Do we have a retired detective compromising this investigation? We do not.
If anything, that retired detective was instrumental in breaking it.
This is who serviced her computer.
What are you doing with the speakers? I spoke to Josh about setting up a viewing station so kids can watch it while their parents shop.
You get the kids, you get the parents.
Same as selling ice cream.
We have some questions about an Olivia Trelawney.
You mean the Mercedes lady? She ever take service calls in her home? It's always Brady Hartsfield.
She requested him.
The ice-cream guy is your suspect? Been hiding in plain sight ever since.
Right under my fucking nose.
- Why are the police looking for me? - How did you get in here?! Are you gonna make me ask you again? You're the Mercedes killer? FULLER: Step out of the vehicle immediately! [CRASHING.]
[MACHINE-GUN FIRE.]
- [EERIE LAUGHTER.]
- Take the house! [EERIE LAUGHTER STOPS.]
OFFICER: John, you better see this.
- Out! - Everybody, out! - Go, go! - We got to go now! Bill! It's over, partner.
We got him.
[WATER DRIPPING.]
Maybe.
MAN: [ACOUSTIC.]
Oh, Danny boy The pipes, the pipes, they are callin' From glen to glen And down the mountainside The summer's gone and all the roses are fallin' 'Tis you must go, 'tis you must go And I must bide [ROCK VERSION PLAYS.]
MAN: Well, Danny boy The pipes, the pipes, they are callin' From glen to glen Went down the mountainside The summer's gone And all the roses are fallin' 'Tis you must go, 'tis you must go And I must bide But come ye back When summer's in the meadow Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow Well, come what may in sunshine or in shadow Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy, I love you so [LIGHT MUSIC PLAYS.]
JEROME: I'll take a Chipwich right after.
BRADY: Is that a Chipwich I hear, sir? Yeah, of course you did.
- HOLLY: Mmm! - ALLIE: Mmm! Delish! Oh, absolutely.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION.]
Hi, Daddy.
- Hi, Mr.
Hodges.
- Hey, Bill.
- [RAIN SUDDENLY FALLING.]
- Hey, Mr.
Hodges.
The usual? Double fudge? Fatty? Bill Bill, let me have the gun.
Let me have it, come on.
You go have some fun.
Go on.
Have some ice cream.
ALLIE: Daddy.
- Daddy! - Go ahead.
Come push me on the swing.
Want a bite of mine? Don't forget your fudge! [SWING CREAKING.]
[LAUGHING.]
Whoo! [LAUGHING.]
Faster! [LAUGHING MANIACALLY.]
Daddy! Allie! [THUNDER CRASHES.]
Daddy, help! Allie! Allie! N-o-o-o-o! Allie! Allie! [ROARS.]
[SNARLS.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[LAWN MOWER RUNNING IN DISTANCE.]
[MOWER TURNS OFF.]
It's not your day.
Yeah.
Had to mow all my lawns today.
Speaking at this gala thing tomorrow.
Man you look like awful fucked terrible, and you're what came out nine months later.
[CHUCKLES.]
You all right? [CAN TAB POPS.]
Yeah, haven't been sleeping good.
Well, you got him.
He got himself.
He controlled it all, right up to the end.
No.
We were closing in on him, and he knew it.
"We"? Yeah.
"We.
" [CHUCKLES.]
- [SIGHS.]
- What a summer, man.
Yeah, I'm gonna get back to work.
Will you be needing it? No, you go ahead.
[KEYS JANGLE.]
You're gonna have to sit with it sooner or later, you know.
Sit with what? Your loss.
Got to be on the move, Ida.
Motion isn't release.
It's just motion.
The truth is, I need it right now.
If I stop, I'll drown.
[KEYS JANGLE.]
When you're ready, then.
[KEYS JANGLE.]
My mother I loved her but she tried "talking to me," and I didn't want to be talked to.
Tonight, I told her what I'd done.
I thought she'd be proud, finally say I'd done something worthy.
She said I was sick and repulsive, that I should be hung by my neck for what I did.
Crkkkk! So now she's gone.
All gone.
Just like the peas on my plate when I was a kid All gone.
I miss her.
I loved her.
My pretty poor mommy.
And I can't live here without her, without [BREATHES DEEPLY.]
I'm thinking time to go.
And guess what.
I'm not sorry for hating you all, not even a little.
[PILLS RATTLE.]
You all walking around in your lead boots you like to call a conscience.
Well, I was born wearing none so I could soar high above you all and watch you stuff your faces and flick your remotes and pray to a god you only half believe in.
It's all just a lie.
The truth is blackness.
And the only thing that matters is making a statement before you enter it.
Peeling back the skin of the Earth and leaving a scar.
That's what history is scar tissue.
Fuck it.
I'm Audi.
[SCOFFS.]
[INHALES DEEPLY.]
I painted my masterpiece a couple years ago, and I can't imagine how I could possibly top it.
[SNIFFLES.]
What have any of you done to be remembered? [SOBS.]
[PILLS RATTLE.]
So good night.
[SNIFFLES.]
Good fuck.
I hope you're all condemned to live your meaningless lives over and over for-fucking-ever.
Thank you.
For what? Narrowing down the location of Hartsfield's home and his job, breaking this case after we stopped.
What were you two doing again? We were hung up on other cases.
So that's gonna be our story? We missed catching the Mercedes killer because we were otherwise occupied? PETE: It may not play well, but it's the truth.
What if he planted other bombs behind? Brady Hartsfield wasn't the type to just slink away and kill himself, I'm telling you.
We're gonna send a bomb-squad team to clear your house, send one to Edmund Mills.
Anywhere else a likely target? There's a career night tomorrow.
Where? The Roseland Hotel.
He went after job seekers the first time.
You're on the co-workers next? I'm on the bomb squad.
We'll sweep those areas.
[DIAL TONE.]
Bill? Your house is off-limits for a while, so why don't you stick around in an advisory capacity.
You need to sign nondisclosure and release-of-liability forms.
- You good with that? - Grand.
[SIGHS.]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS.]
Miss Linklatter, thanks for coming in.
How you doing? Fuckin' great.
No matter how small it may seem, if anything occurs to you about Brady Hartsfield, you give us a call.
All right.
Miss "Linkletter," if you'd come with us, please.
It's "Link-later.
" Oh, Josh.
We're having trouble locating your store manager, Anthony Frobisher.
It's his day off.
We sent someone by his house.
No answer.
He goes to see his dad.
Yeah? Yeah, on his days off, he always goes to visit his dad in Bedford.
Let's look up a Frobisher in The only Frobisher that comes up in Bedford Xavier, 69 lives on Meyers Road, one son Anthony.
All right, right this way.
Some are calling him the Mercedes killer.
I can't believe it.
Wow.
Police believe Brady is a strong connection to this.
Again, we're reporting live from Elm Street JOSH: The cash wrap looks like shit, and stock from last week is still in the back room, not on the floor.
And we open in 12 minutes.
[TELEVISIONS PLAY INDISTINCTLY.]
Detective Dixon, please.
Come on.
Let's go.
Let's go.
We had no choice but to close, sir.
Over here.
Yes, I am aware of declining sales, but, sir, you are aware that Brady Hart [DOG WHINING.]
I understand.
But if there's a bomb, sir [POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
All clear.
It looks like we got the all-clear.
Yes, yes, right away.
Abso Where's Taylor? Dude, she fuckin' quit.
These are our personal cells.
24/7.
We never close.
You did the right thing here.
You can't be too paranoid right now.
Sure.
No.
For real.
PETE: Right.
Yeah, will do.
Okay, yeah.
Talk soon.
OFFICER: All right, let's roll.
Coroner? Brady Hartsfield had no dentist.
Maybe a sole redeeming quality was good teeth.
[BEER CANS CLINK.]
The mother? Her dentals match, yeah, but nothing on the son.
Bomb squad's cleared this house and Edmund Mills.
The Roseland? Yeah, that was a bitch, I hear.
Look, nothing went boom today, and all the likely targets are bomb-free.
That's something.
Speak it.
You think he's dead? Yes.
I do.
But? They found an egress.
Hidden door in the basement.
Tunnel connected.
So he could've got out anytime.
["KILL YOUR IDOLS" PLAYS.]
[Sonic Youth's I don't know why You wanna impress Christgau Ah, let that shit die And find out the new goal Kill your idols Sonic death It's the end of the world Confusion is sex [COFFEE POURING.]
What's the word? Nothing on DNA yet, but the M.
E.
said the female looks to have been dead longer than the male.
Well, it has to be significant if he can tell from a prelim stage.
And he said he's not finding any signs of blunt-force trauma to her corpse.
He's waiting on tox work.
Jesus, everybody's fuckin' waiting on things.
Isn't this the 21st century? What are you, a civilian? This shit takes time.
As I was saying, prior to tox work, he suspects poison.
Something to do with the clench of the jaw, he said.
Well he sold it in the video like he snapped.
You don't snap and then take the time to poison someone.
Yeah.
One more curio.
The male did have blunt trauma to the back of the head, but that's where a beam landed in the fire, so it could be that.
You coming by? I'll be in.
There you go.
And, um just in the bag? Yeah, thanks.
- Thank you for shopping Supreme.
- Thank you.
[SIGHS.]
[DOOR OPENS, BEEPS.]
ROBI: Hi.
You've reached the voicemail of Anthony Frobisher.
Please leave a message.
[BEEPS.]
It's Josh again.
You're two hours late! Hope you have a hell of a reason.
Oh, thank Christ you're here.
Where's Robi? I don't know.
Can you watch the front? - No problem.
- I've got to run an errand.
[SIGHS.]
Robi! [SIGHS.]
[LOCK CLICKS.]
[SWITCH CLICKS.]
[SWITCH CLICKS.]
We're clear.
Josh.
See anything out of the ordinary? I've only been here once.
No, not that I can tell.
Let's sticker the door and get a forensic crew over.
Can't hurt.
There was a rug here.
It was here three days ago.
I got one in the car.
[BOTTLE SPRAYING.]
[SWITCH CLICKS.]
[BLACK LIGHT CLICKS ON.]
[SWITCH CLICKS.]
What do you got? Fuckin' crime scene is what we got.
Frobisher is 6-foot, 6'1"? That sounds right.
How tall is Brady? Shorter maybe 5'8 ", 5'9".
Hey, Chris, it's Pete.
You in the morgue or at your desk? Great.
Um I need a height on the male corpse from Elm Street.
Yeah.
Got it.
Thanks.
Corpse in Brady Hartsfield's bed was 6 feet, 1 1/2 inches.
And noone's seen Brady Hartsfield's co-worker since the night of the explosion.
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS.]
I know it's crazy, but, uh But it's not impossible, either.
Fuck.
I'd say he's alive.
He's staying under until he can make another statement, bigger than the last one.
You think the gala? Half the town will be there.
The other half will be at career night at the Roseland.
Last time, he did go after job seekers.
Edmund Mills is easier to secure.
The Roseland has 300 rooms, an attached convention center, entrances off that, the street, the garages River ferry.
If I'm him and I'm looking for a target with the highest possibility of success, it's the Roseland.
- Agreed.
- Shit, shit, shit.
[SIGHS.]
You two get back to the station.
I want your laptop.
See if there's anything our guys can find in what he sent you, anything that might tip his hand.
I'll go get it.
I'll talk to the mayor, see how he wants to proceed.
["KILL YOUR IDOLS" CONTINUES.]
[RAZOR BUZZING.]
Kill your idols Sonic death It's the end of the world Confusion is sex Is there any tangible proof of this? No, but if he's alive, the career night at the Roseland would make for an obvious target.
The gala would be the other.
People are already lined up at the gala.
If I had one specific threat, anything to justify canceling it, I would.
You can't shut it down on conjecture, Brooke.
And what about the Roseland? Am I supposed to kick 300 guests to the curb? Who's already through the gates? Performers, vendors, some V.
I.
P.
s, people with special needs.
I'm gonna send a detachment to the Roseland and a small detail to the gala.
We're gonna be thin in both places.
I can beef up private security.
[SIGHS.]
Need all the help we can get.
Here's a picture of Hartsfield.
Make copies, pass it out.
It's the end of the world And confusion is s-e-e-e-e-e-ex [CELLPHONE RINGS.]
Hello? PETE: Hey.
Hockney said forget about the computer right now and get over to the Roseland.
She needs good eyes helping with the security detail, and you've seen Brady in the flesh.
They're not gonna evacuate? Yeah, based on what? How about the gala? H.
Q.
's betting on Roseland.
Yeah, all right.
Uh, I'm heading over.
Just let them know I'm coming, will you? Yeah, talk soon.
[VIOLIN PLAYING.]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS.]
What is peace? Is what you call peace the same peace as it is to me? Nah.
Peace to me feels like I'm chained on a leash by the Devil himself, who's standing there laughing at me because, you see, as long as I don't know me, he's winning, and I'll never be free.
Wherefore art thou, Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name, or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Don't judge me, don't cast me out! Hear me out! Show me out.
Show me out of this void.
[VIOLIN CONTINUES PLAYING.]
[APPLAUSE.]
Bullshit.
Not going after any career night.
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYS.]
Here! Over here.
All right.
Ticket? Thank you.
You're welcome.
Just lift the blanket.
Let me get a quick look here.
Oh, of course, of course.
[METAL DETECTOR BEEPS.]
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Next.
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS.]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS.]
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS.]
[WELDER SPARKING.]
Oh, I'm so glad we got to see this one.
HODGES: I said get out! Well, am I in danger right now? Just go to your son's house! Oh.
He's kind of a bore.
For God's sake, Ida, be bored! It's better than the alternative! Oh.
Is it, really? For Christ's sake And how am I supposed to go anywhere? - You're in my car.
- Well, call a cab.
You're a great woman for giving advice.
Just take it, for once! [BEEPING.]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS.]
You guys got issued a picture.
There he is.
I think he's here.
He's pretty dangerous.
Keep your eye out, all right? Got it.
Arms out.
Okay.
Enjoy the show.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS.]
[LOCK CLICKS.]
MAYOR: Good evening.
ALL: Good evening.
Well, if you're here tonight, you're part of a very special group donors.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
We like money! [CHEERING CONTINUES.]
But, seriously, you are part of a special group.
You're donors to this the Edmund Mills Art Center.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
This is a testament to to your excitement about arts in our community, arts in our school at a time when it's not really important to a lot of people.
But it is to us, and I thank I really thank each and every one of you.
It's a very important thing that you've done.
I celebrate you.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
So good to see you here.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS.]
Wait.
Hold on.
Thank you.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS.]
Are you okay? Yeah, yeah, I'm grand.
Well, you you look terrible.
I've been trying to call you.
Well, I I shut my phone off.
Why? Because I do not want to speak with my mother.
So don't answer her calls.
But that's rude.
You got to get out of here.
Wait.
Why? I think he's here.
Wait.
He's alive? I think he could be anywhere people I care about are.
But So you're implying I'm someone you care about? In a paternalistic sense, yes.
You've got to go, please.
Well, but if the feeling were mutual, then why would I leave you? For God's sake, will you go?! Well, Jerome is about to speak in there.
Get him and his family out of here now! O-Okay.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[SIGHS.]
[IN DISTANCE.]
[Cheers and applause I'm here tonight to introduce a very, very special young man.
And, by the way, if there's a 17-year-old in town that could run against me and win it's this guy.
[LAUGHS.]
So I'm glad that you're going off to college, son.
He's the first in a generation to get into Harvard.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
Yeah! The first in five years to be admitted into the National Honor Society.
Excuse me.
Excuse me.
Brady? Should've worn sunglasses.
Wait, wait! Aah! Aah! Aah! [MUFFLED SCREAM.]
[GROANING.]
Mr.
Jerome Robinson.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Thank you, Mayor.
And And thank you all for supporting the Edmund Mills Art Center.
This is becoming the cornerstone of the revitalization of downtown.
So thank you for being here, and thank you for donating and joining us here.
Tonight you've seen incredible artists, musicians, dancers, poets, painters you name it.
Tonight, we're gonna watch the Bridgton Middle School Choir perform.
So, ladies and gentlemen, please give it up for the Bridgton Middle School Choir.
Yes.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
Whoo! [INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS.]
[GASPS.]
Help me.
Help me! Help me! Help me! Help me! Help me! Somebody help me! [LOU GROANING.]
Help me! [WAILS.]
Help me.
Call a medic, quickly! Help! All right.
[CRYING.]
[SOBS.]
It's Brady.
Here.
H-Hold this to the wound.
It's It's Brady.
It's Brady Hartsfield.
Please Where? Where is he? He's in a wheelchair.
Please don't leave me here.
I don't want to die here! You're not gonna die, all right? Just hold this to stem the bleeding.
It's all gonna be fine.
You see which way he went? Sir, I got this.
Wait.
He's got He shaved his head.
Ow.
He shaved his head.
He wh He what? Shaved his Shaved his head? Got a shaved head.
[CRYING.]
Just don't let him come back here.
Please don't let him come back here! This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine Everywhere I go [DOUBLE-CLAP.]
I'm gonna let it shine [DOUBLE-CLAP.]
Everywhere I go [DOUBLE-CLAP.]
I'm gonna let it shine [DOUBLE-CLAP.]
Everywhere I go [DOUBLE-CLAP.]
I'm gonna let it shine Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine Don't you try and blow it out I'm gonna let it shine Don't you try and blow it out - Shh! - I'm gonna let it shine Don't you try and blow it out - Shh! - I'm gonna let it shine Let it shine let it shine, let it shine - [GRUNTS.]
- This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine Shine bright This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine Shine bright This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine Let it shine let it shine, let it shine - Jerome, I just saw Hodges.
- Yeah.
I just saw Hodges.
He said that Brady's here.
You got to get everyone out of here.
Wait, wait.
Slow down.
What now? I just saw Hodges.
Get everyone out of here! - Go, go, go, go! - You said Brady's here? Yes, go.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
Hey, guys, go this way.
Everybody, out! Get back.
Everybody, down! [CROWD SCREAMS.]
Everybody, down! Freeze! Get down, get down! Get down! Freeze! This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine This little light of mine Mike Sturdivant? let it shine Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine [STATUE THUDS.]
[GROANS.]
I'm gonna let it shine Everywhere I go [DOUBLE-CLAP.]
Everywhere I go [DOUBLE-CLAP.]
I'm gonna let it shine - [GROANS.]
Let it shine let it shine, let it shine Let it shine let it shine, let it shine responsible for the capture and arrest of the infamous Mercedes killer when they stepped in to stop him from committing another atrocious act.
[REMOTE CLICKS.]
[BREATHES DEEPLY.]
How long is the drive? It's about 10 hours.
Oof.
Yeah.
[SIGHS.]
So What you got going on today? Well I They're coming in for me in a few minutes.
Get me on my feet just a little walk up and down the corridor, so that's really good.
Yeah.
- Yeah? - That is good.
Yep.
Yep.
It's a long drive.
Yeah, it's a long drive.
Yeah.
Your future awaits.
[SIGHS.]
Thanks, Bill.
Drive safe.
Yeah, I'll try.
And who by fire And who by water And who in the sunshine And who in the nighttime And who by high ordeal And who by common trial Who in your merry, merry month of May And who by very slow decay [NO AUDIO.]
And who Shall I say Is calling? And who in her lonely slip And who by barbiturate An who in these realms of love And who by something blunt And who by avalanche And who by powder And who for his greed And who for his hunger And who Shall I say Is calling? And who by brave assent And who by accident And who in solitude And who in this mirror And who by his lady's command And who by his own hand And who in mortal chains Who in power And who Shall I say Is calling? And who Shall I say Is calling? And who by fire And who by water This is it, Kermit William.
You're busting out of here in the A.
M.
You shit me not? I shit you not.
I'll take care of this, and I'll be back for those.
Thanks, Al.
Who in your merry, merry month of May And who by very slow decay And who Shall I say Is calling? Can I pop in here a second? Is the doctor in? In with him now.
Okay.
Thanks.
Thanks.
Hey.
You're leaving today, I hear.
That mean you're gonna stop coming in here to stare at him? Unlikely.
The path leading up to the front of this hospital is brick.
Hunch down and stare at those bricks on your way out.
They'll communicate better than he will, Mr.
Hodges.
He's gone.
Never coming back? No.
His brain has the same electromagnetic level as a triple-A battery you left in a remote five years ago.
If I whack that remote enough, I'll get the TV running, I promise you.
If somebody whacks him one more time, he'll die.
Care to take a coffee break, Doc? Be like I was never here.
If he ever flatlines, I hope you have an alibi.
If he ever flatlines, I'll show up and cremate him myself.
You think I'm joking.
Sadly, I don't.
I'll just be a second here.
[VENTILATOR HISSING.]
I know you're in there because hate hangs on and hate's all you had.
Could bring you back someday.
Sure as taxes and Christmas, though, I'll be waiting and I'll finish it.
MAN: Nurse Farrell, you are needed in Pediatrics.
Nurse Farrell, you are needed in Pediatrics.
[MONITORS BEEPING, VENTILATOR HISSING.]
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING.]
[THE PIXIES' "HERE COMES YOUR MAN" PLAYS.]
Outside there's a boxcar waiting Outside the family stew Out by the fire breathing Outside we wait till face turns blue I know the nervous walking I know the dirty beard hangs Out by the boxcar waiting Take me away to nowhere plains There is a wait so long So long, so long You'll never wait so long Here comes your man Here comes your man Here comes your man Big shake on the boxcar moving Big shake to the land that's falling Is a wind makes a palm stop blowing A big, big stone fall and break my crown There is a wait so long So long, so long You'll never wait so long Here comes your man Here comes your man Here comes your man Here comes your man Ah-ooh Ah-ooh There is a wait so long So long, so long You'll never wait so long Here comes your man Here comes your man Here comes your man Here comes your man Here comes your man Here comes your man Here comes your man Here comes your man Here comes your man Here comes your man Here comes your man Here comes your man