Elsbeth (2024) s02e02 Episode Script

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(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
MAN (OVER RADIO): Five, four,
three, two, one.
Kid?
I think we've got a problem.
MAN (OVER RADIO):
Rhapso, this is Mission Control.
We're detecting a loss of cabin pressure.
NEAL: Uh, there's a leak in the hatch.
I'm gonna grab the toolkit.
Where'd I put the toolkit?
- Where's the toolkit?
- Move over. I'll handle this.
No, there's a protocol here.
Guys, this is no time to be squabbling.
Guys, we're losing air pressure.
(BUZZER SOUNDS)
Oh, that's it. We're done.
MAN (OVER RADIO): Rhapso crew,
please prepare to exit the cabin.
If this had been a real mission,
you'd all be a bunch of dead billionaires.
I tried to warn 'em,
but they wanted, uh,
"Snoozer" to handle it.
- You?
- You know, you've been smoking too much
of that "green energy" nonsense.
I'm sorry, Doug, I know you dislike
innovation and creativity.
DOUG: What I dislike
is you making us listen
to all your newfangled claptrap
- every time we
- Would you two let it go for once?
Thumbs down on both of you.
Look, I know you all are leaders
in your respective fields
of renewable energy, big oil,
social media
Paint.
Paint, man.
- PRTICHARD: Right.
- Design,
manufacturing, distribution.
It's a it's a whole thing.
Right. Paint.
For your remaining days of training,
you're not founders of big companies
Uh, he didn't found his.
He inherited it from his granddaddy.
PRITCHARD: Regardless, today, you're
Modern-day explorers.
(OTHERS GRUMBLING)
Modern-day explorers,
paving the way for every man and woman
to travel to the outer limits.
And on this journey, you must remember that
the life of your fellow crew members
lies in each of your hands.
Look, I'm not worried.
Well, you should be.
If we fail training,
we're each out $60 million.
Okay, we're not gonna fail.
Oh, you hear that?
The younger generation knows.
You can't allow a minor setback
to bring you down.
(LAUGHS)
MORGAN: Oh, my God.
You overgrown boys and your stupid toys.
Seriously, you're gonna keep driving
that ridiculous contraption
around everywhere?
It's the future, Doug.
It doesn't fill up on fossil fuels.
(HOVERBOARD CHIMES)
Whoa. (LAUGHS)
See you all at dinner (INHALES)
losers.
(SNICKERS)
PRITCHARD: Listen up, I've got
additional waivers for you to sign.
And, in light of what just happened,
we've changed some of the language.
I thought all these
space pens were the same.
- What, aren't they?
- Neal's has black ink.
Well, I am in the paint business.
(MORGAN SIGHS) Yes, you made us
aware of that. So?
So, I've outfitted my pen
with a new graphite color.
I call it "Negative Space".
(CHUCKLES MOCKINGLY) Oh, my God.
You changed the ink color?
And the tip. See?
A gold tip allows for
a smoother delivery of the ink,
even in anti-gravity conditions.
I could have one made
for you, if you'd like.
RANDY: Wow.
Nobody wants one of
your stupid pens, Snoozer.
(LAUGHING): Oh, God. Good boy.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
PRITCHARD: For this centrifuge exercise,
we've increased the gravitational forces
to more closely match
what you'll be subjected to
during launch and re-entry.
You may be disoriented.
Remember your breathing exercises.
(WHIRRING)
(EXHALES)
(WHIRRING ACCELERATES)
- (SCREAMS)
- Stop!
Stop the machine!
MAN: Get in, Ms. Tascioni.
This is good.
A parking garage?
Isn't this a little on the nose?
I wanted your undivided attention.
I know how you can get distracted.
It's just wild to see you again.
Hasn't been that long, Carter.
So, what are you doing in New York?
Who's this cute little fella?
(BARKS)
This is Gonzo.
- She's a she.
- Of course.
I thought you'd be back in Chicago by now.
Oh, no. I love it here.
What part?
The crowded trains, the congested streets,
how it smells in the summer?
You know, I enjoy
small talk more than most,
a lot more,
but how about we cut to the chase?
Suit yourself.
You and I shared a client once.
Mark Van Ness.
Remember him?
Yes, your firm brought me in
to help handle his divorce.
Some questions may arise about
that first divorce settlement.
First? He's getting divorced again?
That first one was pretty messy.
The heart wants what it wants.
And he has people like us
to do the dirty work.
So, what sort of questions
do we expect to arise?
Nothing worth discussing,
because you and I are bound
by attorney-client privilege.
I hear you're keeping the NYPD
honest in your new job.
(LAUGHS) That's not exactly
how I would describe it, but
I'm sure the NYPD
views rules of confidentiality
just as seriously as we do.
"As we do"? Who's "we"?
The firm.
If a former colleague,
who was handsomely paid for her work,
violated that confidence,
the firm would exact retribution.
What kind of retribution?
Financial, professional
Maybe other things I'm not
thinking about right now.
As an old friend from Chicago,
I wanted you to know.
(PHONE CHIMES)
I'm needed across town.
Oh. Whoa. Real astronauts train here?
In Manhattan?
This is a bespoke space training center
for private citizens.
They get to be the astronauts.
Incredible, right?
To prepare, they stay here
and undergo two weeks of training.
Doesn't one of these space flights
cost millions of dollars?
At least, but the participants
are willing to pay for the experience.
So, it's like space camp for billionaires.
(CHUCKLES)
We sent the first man to the Moon.
These commercial space flights
build on that legacy,
leading the way to a new phase.
Or we could spend that money
on affordable housing
and healthcare here on Earth.
Okay, you just don't get this.
Every kid dreams of going to space.
I like places that have oxygen.
(CLEARS THROAT)
So, the victim's name was Gavin Morrissey.
He and four others were nine days
into their two weeks of training,
led by the director of this facility
and his staff.
Oof. That's a lot of wealth in one room.
Oh, yeah.
It's as high-profile as it gets.
And yet, I don't see one detective.
Oh. I'll be handling that.
It's what these VIPs expect.
Right.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- Hey.
- Hey.
I was wondering where you were.
Oh, uh, Gonzo and I
were just out on a walk.
- Everything okay?
- Mmm.
Hmm? Uh, there were just
so many reporters outside.
It was a struggle to get through.
Yeah, well, the victim
is billionaire Gavin Morrissey.
Oh. Is that why Captain Wagner's here?
To deal with the reporters?
Oh, he's actually
leading the investigation.
Apparently, he's some kind of space nerd.
(CHUCKLES) Kind of cute.
So, Gavin Morrissey was
preparing to fly into space?
Mm-hmm. Rich people
think they can do anything.
Yeah, well,
why not when they can just pay people
to do their dirty work?
PRITCHARD: There was
nothing wrong with the centrifuge.
I run an extremely tight ship here.
You tell that to Gavin.
Oh, you can't because
he's been incinerated.
(CRYING)
Hi.
Oh. Are you okay?
He just he taught me so much, you know?
I wanted to follow in his footsteps,
make him proud of me, but now
Oh, I'm so sorry.
To lose your dad like this must be
Excuse me. What did you just say?
I said losing your dad like this must be
Gavin Morrissey wasn't his father.
- I'm his father.
- Oh.
- Um, I'm sorry.
- The way he was talking, I just thought
My son is studying renewable energy.
He's been under Gavin's influence.
He's young.
Neal Dorsey, and this is Neal Jr.
Really, Dad?
I go by Randy.
I'm Elsbeth Tascioni.
NEAL: Are you a trauma counselor?
Me?
Oh, no, I work with the police. (CHUCKLES)
I help with oversight.
So, a consultant?
Mm.
So, you met Gavin Morrissey
here, during training?
I'm not sure where I first met Gavin.
Billionaires just seem to know each other.
Like celebrities, only not as good-looking.
Oh. (CHUCKLES)
That's not
Anyway
I didn't even know Gavin
was going to be in the capsule
until we arrived.
You're in renewable energy, too?
No, no, my company manufactures paint.
- Oh.
- Worldwide.
We did over $3 billion in sales last year.
Are you seriously talking
about paint right now?
WAGNER: Ms. Tascioni?
RANDY: God I'd love to hear all about it,
but, um, will you excuse me for a moment?
(GASPS)
Actually, I've been trying to decide
on a paint color for my office
for weeks now.
Oh!
I have samples. (LAUGHS)
Have you considered graphite?
I patented a new method for mixing paints
to create a color I call Negative Space.
Like a dark gray?
No. Not gray.
Graphite.
You might want to think about it.
It's honest.
It doesn't pretend a wall isn't a wall.
It'll help you focus.
Oh.
I need that. (CHUCKLES)
This is Fire Marshal Jake Turling.
He studied the video of the fire.
We record each exercise and study
how the participants perform.
And Aaron is a former astronaut.
He owns the facility.
Can you see?
Yeah. You. What's your name?
Elsbeth Tascioni.
No, I can see fine. Okay.
(TAPS KEYBOARD)
(WHIRRING)
(EXPLOSION)
Whoa. Something in there exploded.
This was a fast-spreading fire,
reaching 1,800 degrees or higher.
Water alone couldn't extinguish it.
Firefighters had to apply EA foam
to deprive it of oxygen.
And you heard that popping sound?
Mm, like grease frying on a skillet.
TURLING: Exactly.
Tells me this fire was
caused by a lithium-ion battery.
So it wasn't a problem with the centrifuge?
No. Fire burns up in a "V" pattern.
Based on the char patterns,
this fire started
underneath the victim
and then traveled upward.
WAGNER: But what would a lithium-ion
battery be doing in a centrifuge?
Victim could've had a device
in his hand that fell on the floor.
No, I doubt that.
All the trainees were instructed
not to bring anything
in with them for safety.
You can watch the video of him entering.
His hands are empty.
Well, maybe he brought something in
without realizing it.
He vaped.
Gavin was vaping all through training.
But vape pens are so small.
TURLING: Doesn't take much.
The pressure from the gravitational forces
could've damaged the battery.
I tried to get these people
to understand the danger.
It's in the waivers.
It sounds like Gavin Morrissey
made an honest mistake.
And it cost him his life.
Thank you for pointing
the vape thing out to us.
Oh, of course.
I'm just glad I could help. (CHUCKLES)
Sure enough, I found this package
of vape pens in Gavin's room.
One is missing.
Hmm. And people didn't mind him
smoking on the premises?
You think you can tell these people no?
Every one of these spoiled brats
brought things expressly forbidden:
vape pens, electric scooters, tanning beds.
They need all those things
for two weeks of training?
The thought of having no support staff
for that long terrified them.
So they just brought everything
they could possibly need.
One had a tantrum because he couldn't have
his assistant here to flush.
Wait. Which one of them doesn't
flush their own toilet?
You know what? I don't want to know.
I had to have legal draw up new waivers
just to cover Gavin riding his hoverboard.
Wait. You said you got these
from Gavin's room?
PRITCHARD: I did.
These aren't vape pens.
They're smokeless air inhalers.
They don't contain lithium-ion batteries.
My neighbor tried using one
to quit smoking. It didn't take.
I take it these are the ones
that Gavin always had?
But if it doesn't have a battery,
then it couldn't have caused the fire.
Is it possible that Gavin Morrissey
could've inadvertently carried in
another type of device in a pocket?
The flight suits don't have pockets.
And wouldn't a guy who made
his fortune in new energy
know better than to bring
something that dangerous
into the centrifuge?
Well, if he didn't take it in
with him, how did it get there?
Maybe someone wanted us to assume.
Gavin's vape pen caused the fire.
Are you suggesting sabotage?
Then this wasn't
an accident, it was murder.
- What about your staff?
- No way.
Their access to sensitive areas
is strictly monitored and recorded.
And since no one has gone
in or out of the facility
during the training
then one of our billionaires
has to be the killer.
Hi.
Oh! Jake!
- (SHOES SQUEAK)
- Hi.
I have a question for you.
Okay. Gavin's medical file
shows that he started using air inhalers
when he quit smoking five years ago.
And his doctor confirmed
that he showed no signs
of nicotine addiction
before he entered training.
- Also, he was only five-foot-five.
- (CHUCKLES)
You are good.
The NYPD was right to have you
lead the investigation.
Oh, I'm not leading the investigation.
Right. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
My question is, if it wasn't the vape pen
that started the fire,
which it clearly wasn't,
what other device could it have been?
The battery would've been small.
How small?
Small enough to fit in your pocket.
They aren't like
the old lead-acid versions.
They pack a lot of power
into a tiny package.
You're very passionate about fire.
And you?
What are you passionate about?
Well, right now, it's about
the bottom of the case.
The getting to the it.
To the bottom.
Of the case.
I could be Watson to your Sherlock.
(CHUCKLES)
(PHONE RINGING)
- Excuse me.
- Of course.
- Fire business.
- Yes.
(CLEARS THROAT)
KAYA: Hmm. That fire marshal?
Cute, huh?
Yeah, firemen always have a thing for me.
I think it's the hair.
Anyway, um, you see this here?
It's rubbery.
(CLEARS THROAT)
You could meet him for a drink,
when all this is over?
No, no, no, no, I don't think so.
We work together.
Plus, um, I have a lot on my mind, so
Oh, Captain Wagner.
Huh?
Question.
If all the participants had been here
for the last nine days,
and none of them have gone in or out,
then wouldn't whoever put
that battery in the centrifuge
have to have used one
that was already here?
- It would seem so.
- (SNAPS FINGERS)
Then we should be searching
every gadget on the premises.
Uh, to find the one missing a battery?
- Exactly.
- WAGNER: It could've been a spare.
I suppose, but still
We need to fill in a few more details
before we go hunting for missing batteries.
Well, if I happen to see
a gadget that fits the bill,
I mean (LAUGHS)
How many can there be?
- So many.
- Excuse me?
Is that a space meal?
(GASPS) Yum.
Wait, you're still going up?
What happened to Gavin was a tragedy.
- But he brought it on himself.
- You're not serious?
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity
that's costing us a fortune.
DOUG: You know, maybe he's right.
There is no reason
that we shouldn't continue.
You haven't passed the training.
Well, there's still several days
till launch, right?
But we no longer have a working centrifuge.
Oh. How long will it take to get a new one?
It's a solvable problem, right?
This is my jam. Let me make some calls.
Do you have ice in your veins?
The man who was gonna revolutionize
how we power the world is dead.
Gavin would never allow what happened
to keep him from forging ahead.
- So why should we?
- I don't believe this.
My team is on it.
I told them we need it here by tomorrow.
A whole centrifuge? Impressive.
PRITCHARD: All right,
if you insist on continuing,
- you'll need to sign a new set of waivers.
- Let's do it.
Just show me where to sign.
Would you quit it with
that stupid pen, Snoozer?
Did he just call you that again?
DOUG: Kids today, they got
no respect for their elders.
I want to apologize for my son's outburst.
He's a very sensitive kid.
He's obviously very troubled
by what's been happening.
Oh, no, you don't have to apologize to me.
I have a son, too.
I mean, he's an adult now,
but I've been called
plenty of names in my time.
Not "Snoozer", though. (LAUGHS)
How did he come up with that?
It's nothing, really, it's just
kids being kids, I guess.
It's funny, my, uh, son,
he used to think I was
the coolest thing in the world,
and then puberty hits and
you become an embarrassment.
My son's not embarrassed by me.
I think he's just heartbroken
because this father-son space flight
that he's been dreaming about for years
isn't turning out the way he envisioned it.
Uh, are you sure it isn't Gavin's death
that's troubling him?
H-He seemed to worship him.
He'll get over it.
Oh, yeah, I'm sure he will, eventually.
It just seems to trouble him in a way
that it doesn't trouble you.
Well, that's rather presumptuous
considering you just
met us five minutes ago.
Oh, I didn't mean to
I mean, if I seem unemotional,
it's because I'm trying
to be strong for Neal Jr.
I think he prefers Randy.
Whoever went into the
centrifuge before Gavin
could've secretly placed
a device inside, right?
PRITCHARD: Gavin was the
first to use it. He insisted on it.
They're like toddlers, these people.
Uh, what about the flight suit?
- Where were they kept?
- In their lockers.
The lockers don't seem
to have locks on them.
These people have more money than God.
They weren't worried about petty theft.
Look, I see what you're getting at,
but there's only one person here
who stood to gain from Gavin's death.
- WAGNER: Who's that?
- Doug Howe.
Gavin's green energy
was gonna drive Doug's
oil business into extinction.
I can show you.
I tried to warn them, but they wanted, uh,
Snoozer to handle it.
DOUG: You, y-you've been
smoking too much of that
damn "green energy" nonsense.
Oh, I'm sorry, Doug, I know you dislike
innovation and creativity.
What I dislike is you forcing us to listen
to your newfangled claptrap
Would you two let it go for once?
Thumbs down on both of you.
A clear rivalry.
And motive.
Now, Gavin was a son of a bitch,
no doubt, but why the hell
would I kill a man
made me $1.2 billion last year alone?
Pardon my French.
I never understood that expression.
French is lovely.
WAGNER: I thought Gavin Morrissey
was into renewable energy.
He was, but that didn't stop him
from extracting the lithium
from the waste water in my fracking sites.
Wait. The green energy guy on social media
was profiting from fracking?
What can I tell you?
He loved money
more than he loved the planet.
If you disliked him so much,
why work with him?
Oh, we had a deal
that was mutually beneficial.
Wasn't until spending time with him here
that I realized what a
pain in the ass he was.
What about Neal?
- What about Neal?
- Well, Gavin called Neal "Snoozer".
- (CHUCKLES)
- What was that about?
Yeah, I almost feel bad for the guy,
you know, having to relive
that embarrassing moment
from the World Economic Forum.
The World Economic Forum in Davos?
- Yeah.
- What happened in Davos?
Oh, Gavin called Neal "Snoozer"
in front of the entire G7.
W-Why? What-what did Neal do?
He put Angela Merkel to sleep
yapping about paint. (LAUGHS)
I told you before,
that Snoozer thing was nothing.
Gavin and I were always ribbing each other.
Well, friends rib each other
(CRUNCHES) Oh, wow. That was unexpected.
But you guys didn't seem like friends.
Well, I guess it doesn't matter
how many billions you have,
life is always high school.
- Ah.
- Why does it matter anyway?
I mean, it was a tragic accident.
Oh, well it turns out, Gavin's vape pen
was actually an air inhaler.
No battery.
- This is now a murder investigation.
- Murder?
- Mm-hmm.
- Well, then,
you should already have
Doug Howe in handcuffs.
- He hated Gavin.
- You're right, he did, but apparently,
they were making a lot of money together
on some fracking deal, so
Wait. Fracking deal?
I know, it was shocking to me, too.
I mean, Gavin was worth all this money,
and yet he couldn't turn down more.
You're telling me
that "Mr. Renewable Energy"
was secretly making money on fracking?
- Billions, apparently.
- RANDY: What did you say?
NEAL: Oh, hey, son.
Well, it, uh, turns out
that your buddy Gavin
was in cahoots with Doug Howe.
- He was in the fracking business.
- No, he wasn't.
No, you hated him because
I wanted to work with him
- and I hate paint.
- Hey, don't take my word for it.
Please, tell him what you told me.
Uh, Doug Howe confirmed it. I am so sorry.
NEAL: (SIGHS) You know, the
paint business isn't glamorous.
And I don't have millions of followers
on social media like he did.
But what I do is honest and it's real.
You know, when I started, I had nothing.
Nothing but the $4 million
that my father gave me,
which I turned into
a multinational corporation
operating in 59 countries and territories.
(SIGHS)
Look I'm sorry
that you had to find out this way,
but you should know
you're admiring the wrong guy.
- He needs some time.
- ELSBETH: Yeah.
Well, whatever we think about.
Gavin's business decisions,
we still have to find out
who placed a lithium battery
in that centrifuge
and where they hid it.
Hmm. That's a tough one.
Yeah.
- Oh Uh
- What?
- No, I shouldn't say anything.
- No. What?
Morgan and Gavin were involved.
Like, romantically?
I saw her leaving his room.
Gavin is married,
but being in close quarters
does things to people.
It's only been a week.
Mm, she probably got attached.
You know, how women do.
Oh, right. Yeah. Yeah.
Although, I don't think Gavin
would've left his wife
willing to watch his money
be frittered away by his ex.
Kind of like Bezos did.
- Oh
- (BOTH LAUGH)
- Right?
- (CHUCKLES): Right.
That Bezos.
TURLING: Something
catch your eye, Ms. Tascioni?
Yes, this photo.
It's curious.
- It's just a group photo.
- ELSBETH: Yeah, but
all the men appear to be the same height.
What's curious about that?
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) Oh.
Excuse me.
Now what exactly are we looking for?
When you reach a dead end, it helps
to go back and take
a closer look at the victim.
Ooh.
They all must have gotten these fancy pens.
Ooh!
That is a zero-gravity space pen.
(LAUGHS) It even works underwater.
You know, you could always ask
if they'll give you one to take home.
(CHUCKLES)
Buzz would say the motive
- is either sex or money.
- Ah.
When I made detective, they partnered me
with some of the best
investigators in the city.
It occurs to me that you may not
get that with Buzz Fleming.
Hmm. Mm, he tries.
I still know a thing or two.
Maybe I can act as a sort of mentor.
If you're not too busy
with your night classes.
I'd be honored.
Well, good.
Now, you want to look for
anything out of the ordinary.
Okay.
(GROANS)
Hmm.
Like this earring?
Ah.
Maybe Buzz is right about this one.
You're not suggesting
I was sleeping with Gavin?
Come on, the guy was a narcissist.
I had a couple of conversations with him,
and he thought I was flirting.
- And you weren't?
- I was trying to get
information on his solar ventures.
I run a social media company.
I harvest people's private information
without them knowing it.
- So you wanted?
- Stock tips.
If I was gonna be stuck in a tiny capsule
with those blowhards,
I figured I should at least
do some insider trading.
If you were only interested in stock tips,
what was your earring
doing in Gavin's room?
It slipped off my ear
when the backing fell off.
It happens.
I would never fall
for a little Napoleon like him.
Frankly, I'm offended by the insinuation.
"Little Napoleon"?
He's short.
In the photos,
Gavin Morrissey looks taller than you.
Because he wore lifts.
- In his shoes?
- Yes.
The guy was a titan of industry and a runt.
(CHUCKLES)
Guess what?
Gavin Morrissey wore lifts.
Like these.
We heard.
(SCOFFS) You know already?
What's so exciting about lifts?
Besides them making you look taller.
The view is better from up here.
No, but I think that this is how Neal
got the battery into the centrifuge.
Eh, we have no evidence it's Neal.
Okay, how someone did.
I'm not following.
You remember that
weird black stuff that I found
- on the bottom of my tote bag?
- Yeah.
I think those were rubber
shavings from Gavin's lifts.
The killer tip-toed in here
with Gavin's boots.
Then next he carved out
the insole of Gavin's lifts,
- and then
- (WHISTLES, POPS, WHOOSHES)
Popped the battery inside.
And since the boots were
destroyed in the fire,
there's no way of knowing that.
That's some real Napoleon dynamite.
And you believe that a billionaire
would risk everything because
another billionaire
called him a nasty name?
The name was a symbol
of something much larger.
His son's respect.
Neal, he thinks of himself
as this self-made man.
And yet his son has no interest
in him or his business.
Instead, Randy fawned over Gavin,
the man who called him Snoozer
in front of world leaders at Davos.
And being in close quarters with Gavin,
he might've snapped.
We could theorize this all day long.
We have no evidence.
Go find your missing battery.
(GASPS) Yes!
(LAUGHS)
Oh. Oh, wait. I don't have any shoes.
That's okay.
MORGAN: That centrifuge needs
to be on the truck today.
Or else, guess what,
I'm not going into space.
And I really want to go into space!
(MORGAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
Do you know how many people
would kill for this job?
- Whoa, easy there.
- (SHRIEKS)
- Whoa.
- (CHUCKLES)
Wow.
That was, that was extraordinary.
I opened a spreadsheet with my eyes.
That seemed so real.
But also dangerous.
I didn't even know half this stuff existed.
I think a lot of these are prototypes.
You know, if you're gonna test this stuff,
you'll need a spotter.
Okay.
- ELSBETH: Whew. 75.
- TURLING: Yeah, I see it going up.
- Go, go, go. Oh, oh!
- (ELSBETH LAUGHING)
- Up, up.
- (GRUNTS)
Girl, are you a cancer? ♪
'Cause you make me cry ♪
(SHRIEKS)
When we kiss or ♪
Dance in ♪
The sky. ♪
- Hey.
- Oh.
Didn't want to interrupt playtime,
but I've got something for you.
So, since our techs are still working
on breaking the encryption
on Gavin's phone,
I contacted his assistants to see
what messages they received from him.
That's smart. These guy are very dependent
- on their support staff.
- Mm-hmm.
And take a look at this.
That's a text Gavin sent
the morning of the fire.
He had a major tantrum
because his hoverboard wasn't working.
"Fix this thing or you're so fired again".
- That's our missing battery.
- (LAUGHS) Mm-hmm.
Behold the missing battery. (LAUGHS)
- Ta-da!
- (HOVERBOARD CHIMES)
What?
- Leak in the hatch?
- Affirmative.
Grab the epoxy and the resin
from the toolkit, please.
Doug, release air from oxygen tank one.
Why don't you get your son to do it?
Looks like he could use something to do.
I'm just here because my dad made me.
Release the air nice and easy, Doug.
(ALERT BEEPING)
Yeah, copy that.
We're running out of time.
Epoxy's in place.
How's that cabin pressure doing?
Better.
Did we do it?
PRITCHARD (OVER SPEAKERS):
Nice work, Rhapso.
- Cabin pressure's been stabilized.
- (SIGHS)
(LAUGHS)
Maybe Snoozer knows what
he's doing after all.
You know what?
Don't ever call me that name again.
That name died with Gavin. Understand?
Got it Neal.
See, the nickname did bother him.
- So you think he caused the fire?
- I do.
But why wasn't the hoverboard working
the morning of the fire
if it wasn't missing a battery?
PRITCHARD (OVER SPEAKERS):
Congratulations, Rhapso.
This marks the successful
completion of the exercise.
(LAUGHS) We did it.
PRITCHARD: Thanks to Neal, you're cleared.
- Nice work.
- (DOUG LAUGHS)
Good job, Dad.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Well, I mean, we all worked well together.
Now that Gavin's gone,
things are going more smoothly, huh?
I guess him calling you "Snoozer"
just threw you off your game.
You got me.
Maybe it did bother me a little.
Things are going better
with your son now, too.
I'm so glad.
Neal Jr. understands now
that Gavin wasn't worthy of his respect.
- Are you sure that
- It was nice talking to you, Ms. "Tasconi".
Tascioni.
- Right.
- It's a common mistake
- Watson thinks Sherlock needs a break.
- Ah!
Okay.
Deep breath in.
(INHALES DEEPLY)
To train to be a firefighter,
I thought you just carried
200-pound dummies on your shoulders.
(LAUGHS)
You-you want me to pick you up?
Because I can.
No. Thank you for offering.
What I want is to figure out
which device is missing a battery.
A lot of these batteries
are interchangeable.
Oh. So they're not specific to each device.
MORGAN: My red light mask isn't working.
Yes, I need it fixed now.
My skin is a disaster after
being in zero gravity.
(BOTH LAUGH)
Oh. Thank you.
I'll stay.
KAYA: Your mask isn't working
because the battery's missing.
It was working fine yesterday.
So you didn't take the battery out?
The last time I changed a battery myself
was at summer camp when I was 12.
I have assistants for that.
So your assistant
would've been the one to put
the battery in the mask?
She set it up.
(GASPS) Do you think that we could
get your assistant's fingerprints?
I have fingerprints on file
for everyone who works for me,
but my assistant was never here.
All support staff was prohibited
for some stupid reason.
Right. Can you get us those prints?
Sure, but what could they possibly prove?
Didn't you already determine
the hoverboard's battery isn't missing?
It works now.
(HOVERBOARD CHIMES)
Because Neal wanted Morgan to look guilty.
(HOVERBOARD BEEPS)
Oh, you think Neal took
the battery out of the mask
and put it into the hoverboard
to hide what he did and frame Morgan.
- She's so sharp.
- Where's the evidence?
- I got it.
- Oh.
Thanks.
Okay, okay. (CLEARS THROAT)
Now according to our technician,
the prints on this battery
match Morgan's assistant.
But Morgan's assistant was never here,
so someone else had to place
the battery in there.
- Exactly.
- WAGNER: Is there another set
of prints in there?
Maybe below the battery?
We're gonna find that out right now.
- Is it stuck?
- Um Just give me a sec.
- (GRUNTS)
- WAGNER: Don't you have something
- in those tote bags that might help?
- (CHUCKLES)
They, uh Yeah, actually, I might.
Oh!
What is that?
No idea.
Yeah, I do.
Is that your flight suit?
Are you going?
A buddy working at ProPublica
told me you were right about Gavin.
Guy was a, um, fracking fraud.
Feels wrong to let a sellout like that
ruin this opportunity for me.
Yeah.
- Yeah!
- (BOTH LAUGH)
But, dude, hey, I'm not working
in paint still, okay?
- Seriously. It's not gonna happen.
- Oh, yeah, of course. No prob.
- Oh!
- (LAUGHING) Hey!
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Final waivers to be signed.
- What now?
- The police would like to acknowledge
that the investigation of
Gavin's death is still open,
and you could be going
to space with a killer.
Sign those, and you'll be on your way.
Just show me where to sign.
Oh Come on.
I thought these space pens
were indestructible.
WAGNER: They are
if used properly.
But Neal's gold tip broke off
when he used his
to pry the battery
out of Gavin's hoverboard.
WAGNER: He then placed
the battery into Gavin's shoe lifts
after shaving them down in the locker room.
What are you talking about? (LAUGHS)
He wore lifts? Come on.
- This guy, I'm telling you
- You set that fire?
- You killed him?
- Junior.
And you called what Gavin did gross?
He had you believing that
he's some kind of divine genius.
I had to do something.
You could ridicule a man,
but you cannot turn his son against him.
That isn't right.
You're gonna take a trip now, Mr. Dorsey,
just not to space.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be
used against you in a court of law.
I don't get to see you till the next fire?
Oh, gosh. Um Uh, the Yes. No.
No, because that's the
This is the right thing to do because it's
"too hot not to cool down".
Oh.
- That's quite a statement.
- (SIGHS)
Well, I considered painting the office
a sophisticated gray.
You know, something professional,
but then I thought
these will be easier to take with me
- if Lieutenant Connor has his way.
- Mm.
Oh, hey.
Look. It's happening.
Ooh, the space launch.
Following the murder
of billionaire Gavin Morrissey,
the Rhapso Capsule
is finally taking flight.
Later today, social media entrepreneur
Morgan Lee will be making history
as the first civilian woman traveling solo
on an autonomous vehicle.
What happened to Doug?
Oh, he was disinvited after
video of the training leaked.
Now that Gavin's dead,
Doug's the biggest jerk.
In other news, famous pop star TruRose
is filing for divorce
from her husband Mark Van Ness.
The star, who married
the sports franchise owner
two years ago has stated
she has legal grounds to nullify
their prenuptial agreement,
and her representatives
want to speak to the lawyers
who handled her husband's previous divorce.
(SIGHS)
Sounds messy.
Oof. You must be glad
you're not a lawyer anymore.
- Yeah.
- (CHUCKLES)
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