Unforgettable s02e07 Episode Script

I'm not doing this one.
Oh, but they're not allowed to sleep.
How do you know he's sleeping? Fine.
I'll check.
Sir, you can't sleep here.
Can you call 911? Why? 'Cause I'm gonna have a heart attack trying to keep up with you.
Ah! Scott?! Scott Stevens.
Yeah.
Carrie.
Wells.
We went on a blind date.
June 11.
It was a Saturday night; Two years ago.
Sure.
I remember.
Yeah.
Yeah, well, I definitely remember.
You had just finished reading The Game.
Over the course of the night, you managed to insult my hair hit on the waitress, and then you did a magic trick where you set my napkin on fire.
Waitress a blonde? Brunette.
Jenny from Schenectady.
She had a crow tattoo on her ring finger.
Not ringing any bells, huh? I'm the one who pretended to go to the bathroom and never came back.
Right! Right! All right.
Hello.
It was nice catching up with you.
Oh, no one.
Definitely.
I on my way.
EMTs were alarmed enough.
They sent the librarians and other patrons to the ER.
Well, if this is Ebola or any other virus, and this guy came in contact with other people on the way over here, then we are in big trouble.
Not a bad place to end up.
Better than the hospital he escaped from.
A lot of viruses in hospitals.
Could he have caught what killed him there? Ah, it's possible.
Oh.
Jo! Oh, no, no, no, no.
It's okay.
He's not contagious.
Well, the good news is a virus didn't kill him.
So is there bad news? 'Cause normally I want that first.
See this? Turns blue in the presence of nitroamines.
Our buddy here was poisoned by RDX, which is a primary component of C-4 explosive.
He was building a bomb.
Originally Aired - September 8, 2013 John Patton.
Admitted to Columbia Presbyterian suffering from seizures and lethargy.
They put him in triage.
He took off when no one was looking.
The petechial rash hadn't presented itself yet.
And it is similar to Ebola, so the EMTs were right to be concerned.
But when I saw the RDX under his nails, I knew.
- Would such a small amount kill him? - No, he would have to be involved with a much larger concentration over a prolonged period.
So you're saying he was making a lot of C-4 for a long time.
At least a week.
Probably more.
That's a little outside your area of expertise, Joanne, don't you think? Eliot, how did you get in here? They usually make people who are not cold dead stiffs wait in the reception.
That's how.
Aw, you've been rehearsing that, haven't you? Jo's pretty sure our victim was using a lot of C-4.
About that, until we get further confirmation, I'd rather not go too wide with that theory.
You want me to cover up my findings.
No, but I have answered about about the Ebola attack on the public library that wasn't.
So before we go announcing a bomb-making scare, I'd like a little more proof.
Eliot, C-4's only used for one thing: to blow stuff up.
Yeah, look, maybe this guy's digging himself a swimming pool or taking a tree out of his backyard.
- Oh, please.
- All I'm saying is, for now, I'd like to keep this in-house.
I get it.
We go wide with "bomb-maker" now, we've got to bring in Homeland Security, - they take it off our plate.
- And I like things on my plate.
I imagine you guys do, too, so keep going.
Let's see what this guy was trying to blow up.
And when we need help, we'll ask for it.
Joanne, I love what you've done with the place.
All hard surfaces and sharp pointy things for cutting people it's so you.
One day you got to tell me what happened with you two.
It'll take a lot longer than a day.
It's awful about John, but I'm glad there's no bomb, you know? - Kind of thing wreaks havoc on rents.
- Yeah, I'm sure.
And these boys seemed so nice.
But, uh, I guess everybody says that.
I mean, you always hear it on the news when they interview the neighbors - and whatnot.
- So John had a roommate? Yeah, Harold Estes.
Haven't seen him in a few days though.
- Murray, I think I got something.
- Excuse me.
Mountain climber? - Maybe.
- Mm.
Well, he wasn't climbing mountains with this gear.
Any of this stuff got RDX on it? Bomb squad cleared it.
What do you got? Tickets from the Transit Authority.
For trespassing.
Both John and Harold.
Seems our boys had an interesting hobby: Going into restricted areas.
Restricted areas, bombs and a dead guy.
- That's a recipe for no good.
- Mm.
The guy on the right is the library victim John Patton.
Other guy is Harold Estes.
He and Patton have their own YouTube channel full of videos they shot of all the places they explored together.
- Or broke into.
- They're urban explorers, also known as "Place Hackers.
" They look for abandoned and deserted places, then they take pictures, videos, whatever.
And these guys were two of the most well-known.
Their videos have literally hundreds of thousands of hits.
All right, I see both guys in a bunch of these.
Who's holding the camera? That's a good question.
The ones you're talking about were posted by some mysterious guy - named GhostEx.
- Why mysterious? Can't we just trace him through his YouTube channel? Could take a while.
I think I know a quicker way.
There were a lot of tickets on that fridge.
Yeah, I know these guys.
Real pain in my ass, pardon my language.
These urbex creeps, they use service tunnels, abandoned subway lines, sewers, whatever to get into places they shouldn't.
We're looking for the person holding the camera.
And we don't have an I.
D.
Our guy logs into YouTube as "GhostEx.
" You got any ideas? It's probably this kid named Alex.
That would be the "Ex" part.
Yeah.
Alex Daniels.
He's a real wild one.
Quick as a rabbit, unpredictable.
I pulled a hamammy chasing after him once.
Two weeks disability.
You seen any of them recently? Yeah.
I gave that one, Harold, a citation just yesterday.
Where? Down around Foley Square.
There's an old access tunnel down there.
It's like bees to honey.
Back in the day, this whole area was under water.
It was called the Collect Pond Kind of like the local reservoir.
Nice.
We could've gone skinny-dipping.
- This was the 1700s.
- So? People haven't changed that much.
I'm sure they had skin that occasionally needed dipping.
- Frequely needed dipping.
- Sometimes several times a day.
Mm.
Well, this part hasn't changed much either, huh? Yeah.
You used to love a good stakeout.
Did I? Yeah.
We had a lot of fun.
Right.
Who wouldn't enjoy listening to their partner recount Silver Spoons episodes scene by scene? Facts of Life.
Facts of Life.
Yeah, that was a little closer to what was going on.
Hey.
So, tell me, is it true? There alligators down there? Why don't you come down and we'll find out.
I got a better idea.
Uh, is-is John okay? You don't know? We haven't seen each other for a few weeks.
We John Patton's dead, Alex.
That's why we brought you in.
Dead? And his roommate Harold Estes is missing.
Do you know where he is? No How did how did John die? He was poisoned.
Oh, my God.
He was playing around with RDX a lot of it.
That's a chemical used to build C-4.
Any idea what he was doing - with C-4? - Uh, I have I have no idea.
John does what I do.
I climb around buildings, go underground, on bridges.
I make videos and take pictures for my blog.
That's it.
What about Harold? I don't know Harold all that well.
He was kind of new to the scene.
He's more into treasure hunting.
That's not my thing.
He turned John on to it, and that's what came between us.
So you guys had a falling out? Harold and John were being all secretive about something.
I guess I felt left out, and when I talked to John about it, he just blew me off, so Alex, it's very important that we find Harold.
You know how to get in touch with him? No.
We're getting nowhere with this.
I got a pile of C-4 being made in this city, and I want to know why.
Problem is all we got him on is a misdemeanor trespassing charge.
Yeah, but he doesn't know that.
I mean, can't you just go back in there and play hardball? Hardball? Okay, you got a bat? Eliot, I think I see your point.
Let me take a shot at him.
This this is what I'm saying.
Hey, Alex.
Remember me? Sure.
And, uh, FYI: there aren't any.
Alligators.
In the sewers.
Oh.
Well, that's too bad.
You wouldn't say that if you were down there as much as me.
You like crawling around in the dark, don't you? I love it.
I can show you; The offer's still open.
I have an offer for you.
And I want you to think long and hard before you turn me down, okay? Okay.
I want you to come on board as a special advisor.
We have a bomb to find, and I think you can help us.
That that's hardball? Yeah.
She's not really into sports.
What I'm saying is I don't want to follow some freak around the sewers of New York when there's real police work to be done.
There are no maps, no diagrams, no way for us to get into any of these places without him.
For all we know, he could be a part of all this.
In which case, he will be right under our noses.
In which case, he could be keeping the bad guys one step ahead of us.
I have a good feeling about him, Al.
I'll bet you do.
Hey, I think I might have found what Patton was after.
Okay, because of the RDX traces he left behind, we were able to gather all the items Patton touched while he was in the library.
Seems he was obsessed with this guy, Alfred Goodrose.
Now, Goodrose was a painter, specifically a muralist, in the city back in the 20s.
Patton had this man's actual diary with him when he died.
And the interesting thing about Goodrose is, supposedly he found the famous Hussar Treasure.
Not that famous; I got no idea what you're talking about.
The Hussar was a British colonial ship loaded up with Spanish gold and Revolutionary prisoners of war.
In 1780, it ran aground in the East River and sank.
Now, some folks think that the British brought the gold ashore, let the prisoners drown, leaving a curse on the treasure.
Long story short, rumor is, Goodrose found the treasure, spent a single gold coin, and then promptly died of mysterious causes.
- Any of that in here? - No.
It's just a diary; it's all: "I had mackerel for dinner, my daughter's birthday's today," stuff like that.
So maybe John and Harold found the treasure and one of them wanted to keep it all for himself.
Right.
They're gonna need explosives to get it, so Harold lets his partner get poisoned by selling C4 without proper protection.
That's a different kind of curse.
I just got a call from my friends at the Coast Guard.
You guys are gonna want to see this.
Just discovered it.
CSU said best guess, the blast took place a week ago.
How much C4 would you need to make an explosion - like that? - About the size of a football.
Our guys are making a heck of a lot more than that.
And they're testing it to make sure it works.
Guys, I'm sorry, when I heard about the blast site, I didn't have a choice I had to call Homeland Security.
So that's it? We're just off the case? I don't like it, either, but they have rather strict operational parameters.
But we're already running down leads, doing all the work.
Yeah, well, now we got a guy making trial runs, plus and I'm probably violating the Patriot Act even saying this I'm told that Mr.
Patton and Mr.
Estes have ties to the Earth Liberation Front.
Those spray-paint SUV dealerships and tie themselves to trees.
Yeah.
Homeland thinks they're stepping up their game.
The Oil and Gas Summit meets this week in the city.
They believe your C4 is making its way there, so I'm sorry, but we're done.
- I don't think so.
- Homeland has - the expertise, they have the manpower - We don't have to stop.
What did I just say? This is now a terrorism case, - and DHS handles terrorism.
- Exactly.
DHS handles terrorism.
We are investigating a potential homicide.
Whether he was killed or died by accident, the guy was making a bomb.
John Patton was poisoned it is our job to figure out how and why.
And if, along the way, we happen to stumble onto something else, well, then it's a win-win.
Oh, that is good.
Good.
She is good.
You're gonna clear it with DHS? - Yeah, I think I will.
- Thank you.
So we're still working the case.
Good, 'cause I may have something.
Now, it turns out most of these urban explorer dudes use a GPS device that sends e-mails tracking where they are.
It's a safety precaution.
So I did some digging on John and Harold's computers and found tons of visits by the both of them over the past two weeks to the old City Hall Subway Station area.
Thing's been closed and sealed up for decades.
Well, that's great Alex can show me a way in.
I'm coming with you.
Are you sure you're up to it? Up to it? No, it's just, I've been watching the videos, and it seems very physically challenging.
Don't worry about me.
- You know, I-I should leave you two - No, no, no, you stay.
You two just try to keep up with me.
- Why are you laughing? - No, nothing.
- Why is she laughing? - You know what? You should come.
But be nice.
- Hey, you guys ready for the nickel tour? - Yep.
Put this on.
We really need all this? I'll help you with that.
Oh.
Thanks.
You know, these things, they got to be tight in all the right places.
Oh! Sorry.
Don't be sorry.
Why are you sorry? It's dangerous where we're going.
And being your guide makes me responsible for your safety.
I can take care of myself.
You good with carbon monoxide? Cave-ins, dead batteries? Look I don't have to worry about you down there.
You don't have to worry about me.
Yeah, you know what? Don't worry about me, either.
- My pack's good.
I'm good.
- Here's the deal, man.
We're gonna take care of each other down there.
I see something you don't, I'm gonna point that out.
You see something I don't, same thing.
Okay, scout master, let's go.
You we a a scout? Cool.
What troop? Troop Move Your Ass.
You heard of it? Give me a hand, scout.
Okay, there they are.
We should be able to follow as long as they don't go down too far.
Here you go.
- You good? - Huh? Remember to stick together, watch out for those alligators.
This way, guys.
It's a pretty steady descent to about 30 meters.
That's when it starts to get interesting.
These footholds can be a little dicey, so if you get into trouble, Al, you just call out.
- Thanks, I will.
- The most important thing - is watching out for each other.
- Right, trust, - just like he said.
- Exactly.
It might be hard, since you weren't exactly up front with us about Patton and Estes.
What do you mean? They were both part of the Earth Liberation Front.
Are you kidding me? I mean, John might've gone to a meeting once or twice, but he was no ecoterrorist.
How can you be sure? The dude thought he was Indiana Jones.
He was a dreamer.
Come on.
Whatever happened to behaving yourself? So, how do you keep from getting lost down here? Well, I make my living as a mapmaker.
It's how I got into all this, but really, it's about seeing things, things other people don't see.
Knowing what to look for, what to look out for Keeping it all tucked in here.
It's kind of like having a sixth sense.
You know what I mean? - Not really.
- Yeah, actually, I do.
Whoa-whoa! Look out.
Whoa.
Thanks.
My pleasure.
Whoa, no-no-no! Don't touch those.
You never know which ones are still carrying the current.
- All right? It's a bit of a jump.
- All right.
Go ahead.
Aw, damn it.
Lost 'em.
They're a hundred feet down.
It's too deep.
The old motorman's lounge up until the '50s, when they abandoned the station.
It's just been sitting here like this, for half a century? That's why John came here.
He loved the privacy.
Being around the ghosts of a lost way of life.
Yeah, you certainly do get your privacy.
Guess it depends what you need the privacy for.
Come on, guys, take a load off.
Doesn't look like a bomb factory to me.
I've seen this room before.
They're urban explorers, also known as "placehackers.
" They look for abandoned and deserted places Something's different.
Where does that door go? I don't know.
It's always been locked.
Not always.
What the hell? Come on, after you.
Al, this is it.
Blasting caps, RDX, the whole nine yards.
Oh, man.
And no protective gear.
This is where John was poisoned.
I made that map for John.
He was here.
I can't I can't believe he'd be involved in anything like this.
Yeah, you said that, several times.
What was that? That's a fuse.
The place is rigged.
Come on, get out! Run! Go! Hurry! Go, go! Run! Are you okay? Yeah.
You? Yeah, I'm okay.
Alex? Alex! Here.
That leg feels pretty bad.
All right, just stay as still as you can.
We'll get you out.
Thanks.
Our packs are buried.
They're never gonna find us.
I think we're too far down for the GPS.
We got to get you out of here.
Can you walk? There's no way, guys.
I'm sorry.
I can get out, Al.
I remember the way.
Carrie.
You could get trapped out there.
There could be other bombs.
I got to try, right? You stay with him.
I'll get help, okay? Hey, we've been in worse situations than this.
Really? When? Hey.
Yeah.
Me, too.
Carrie? Be careful.
You're all right.
What's the status.
Murray? We had our last contact at Warren Street, but lost them.
Then came the blast.
Fire department and EMTs are moving into the explosion area.
We still have no confirmation that's where they are.
I'm heading down there.
Yeah, we're responding.
No, no, no.
No, no, no, no! No.
No.
No.
No! Didn't know you guys were a thing.
We're partners.
Hold still.
Lots of different kinds of partners.
What kind are you? Partner partners.
So, not a thing.
Depends on how you look at it.
How's that? It's great.
Thanks.
How do you look at it? Oh, no.
What? Hydrogen sulfide.
It's pretty common at this level.
It must be seeping in from somewhere.
And? It's really poisonous, really bad.
Don't worry.
We're gonna get out of here.
I'm gonna carry you.
Okay? Come on.
Come on.
I can't.
I can't do that.
We're gonna die if we don't get out of here, right? Okay? Okay.
That's it.
I'll come from the other side.
All right, we're gonna make it.
Let's go.
- If it's in the tunnels - I know, I know.
Okay.
The footholds in here are a little dicey, so, if you get in trouble, Al, just call out.
AL Thanks.
I will.
How you doing? I think I'm supposed to ask you that.
I'm fine.
Just let me know if I pass out.
All right.
Let's catch our breath right here, right here, come here.
Come here.
There you go.
Where are we? under Duane Street.
And if the tunnel's open, it's another 120 meters after that.
Yes! Hello?! Somebody else over here! Give me your hand.
We got you.
Take it easy, m'am.
We gotta get down there.
Marty Auerbach, Transit Police.
I talked with Al Burns yesterday.
- Yeah, yeah, you helped us find Alex.
- Yeah.
Thank God you got out.
What can I do to help? They're down by the old motorman's lounge.
There was an explosion.
We got to get 'em out.
I know.
We heard about the blast on the radio.
Okay.
I know these tunnels like the back of my hand.
You've been through hell.
You need to get checked out.
My partner's down there.
I know.
I'll find him.
Okay.
- Pete, take care of this lady.
- Yes, sir.
All right, ready? Yeah, mm-hmm.
Wait, wait, wait.
Did you hear that? Yeah.
Hey, I got an injured person down here! We need some help! Lieutenant Burns? Hey! Lieutenant Burns! Oh.
Thank God you're okay.
All right, I'll pay those tickets.
Yeah.
Great.
Thanks.
Hey, Jay? Hey, Carrie, great to hear your voice.
Yeah, likewise.
What do you got for me? Still can't get a reading on either one of the guys' GPSes, but, uh, maybe I can find a way to drop a sensor.
It's all right.
We're bringing 'em up.
- Great.
- Is that Carrie? Yup.
Hey, Jo.
Oh, thank God you're okay.
Listen, Carrie, I think I found your missing place hacker, Harold Estes.
Where? He's in a thousand tiny pieces at the beach blast site.
The explosion atomized him.
- Are you sure? - I ran the DNA.
It's a match.
But that explosion happened over a week ago.
Transit cop we talked to said he gave Harold a ticket day before yesterday.
Marty Auerbach.
Yeah, that's the guy.
No, that's impossible.
Harold's been dead a week.
Science doesn't lie.
Then Marty Auerbach did.
Listen, Jay, dig up everything you can on him.
I'm going back in.
Hey, I need two guys over here! It's to the left.
Alex says it's this way.
Yeah, he's right, but they're working on the gas all the way back to the main line.
This is actually faster.
We can't get to 'em.
Room's flooded with sulfide gas.
Okay, we've dug up more information on Marty.
Turns out he's got a demolitions license, and two months ago, he signed for a shipment of RDX using a personal credit card to pay for it.
We got to get to them before Marty does.
Okay, that's Jay.
Alex's GPS is pinging.
Great.
Where? Duane Street and Lafayette.
- All right, let's go.
- They're on the move.
Most people don't even know this track exists.
When they widened the trains, the city just built different tunnels.
This is weird.
We're going down.
All right.
Where are we exactly? At our destination.
Right this way, gentlemen.
Freedom awaits.
Hey, open the door! Hey! Tunnel's too narrow.
There's an indent it's for the service workers.
Come on, let's go! Step off.
I can't go.
Okay, here Jay, are you sure? We are here, and there is no sign of them.
I'm still getting a signal.
He's got to be there.
I don't see Ha! Oh.
Hey, you.
Sorry.
You okay? - Give me a hand.
- Okay.
He saved my life.
That's quite a boyfriend you got there.
- Yeah.
Boyfriend? - Boyfriend? Listen, Marty's target for the C-4 is underground.
Or he's just using the tunnels to get to whatever he's after.
No, in that room we found, there was an empty box of blasting caps.
Whatever he's after, he's after it now.
You got any ideas? No.
I mean, Marty was just around.
He was the law, and we didn't want any more tickets than we already had.
The truth is, we knew those tunnels much better than he did.
I made that map for John.
Alex, in the bomb room, there was a map that you made for John.
What was it? I didn't get a good look.
I mean, I made a lot of maps for John, mostly places we liked abandoned subway tunnels, some ventilation shafts.
What was the last map you made for him? I think I did one of the Financial District.
Why the Financial District? To rob a bank? No, no.
It was all that Hussar treasure business.
John thought it might be around there.
- Why? - No idea.
Treasure hunters don't usually share their secrets.
They're paranoid.
Everything is code with them.
Blah, blah, blah.
That's why I hate it.
Code.
Maybe that's it.
Maybe John was trying to break a code at the library.
He had that diary.
Alfred Goodrose's diary.
But there was nothing in that.
Maybe there was, and we didn't understand it.
It was open to a page A lot of viruses in hospitals.
Could he have caught what killed him there? "September 1, 1927.
My daughter Clementine on her eighth birthday: you are the treasure without measure guiding me towards good like the North Star directs a lost captain safely home.
" Stars.
Guided by the stars.
Really, it's about seeing things.
Seeing things other people don't.
Knowing what to look for.
I got it.
Jay, I need you to tell me who painted the mural above John's head in the library.
No way.
Alfred Goodrose.
I want you to cross-reference anything about that mural with his daughter's birthday.
September 1, 1927, she was eight years old.
It's all there.
Guided by the stars, treasure, the birthday.
Holy smokes.
What? What is it? The painting is of the exact night sky of September 1, 1927, only seen from a very specific location.
What location? It could be anywhere.
Wait a minute.
That's the St.
Paul's Chapel spire.
It's on the northeast side because you can see the portico with the columns.
Goodrose painted the map to the treasure; He painted it.
Jay, can you send me those coordinates? Text them to us, Jay.
Marty's probably already there.
Hold on, guys.
I'm coming with you.
These coordinates can't be right.
You can't see the Chapel spire from here.
Yeah, well, they've built a few things since the '20s.
That's why Patton had to double-check everything.
Goodrose's world has basically disappeared.
There are people everywhere.
If het sets off an explosion down here, there could be thousands of casualties.
Wait a second.
He wouldn't work out in the open like this, right? So where is he? He's underneath.
How did I know you were gonna say that? There's another station.
It's the original one, built in the '20s.
Goodrose's era.
They just built this one right on top of it.
Get with the MTA and the fire department.
Start evacuating the area immediately.
How do we get down there? Ventilation shaft.
- All right.
- No way, buddy.
You're not going down there.
Guys I can't go.
But we can.
All right, let's do this.
Drilling.
Police! Drop it.
No, I don't think I will.
Behind that wall, in a sealed-off aqueduct, is the Hussar Treasure.
Thousands have looked for it, but I found it.
No, you killed the men who found it.
Patton and Estes were dreamers.
I had a system.
I had access to half a century of subway maps.
I found it; I deserve it.
Yeah? What about the people above us? Do they deserve to die? I know what I'm doing.
The only two people that are gonna get hurt are you and your partner.
That's not gonna happen.
Put that down.
This? Sure.
Oops.
Now, you can chase me or you can save the people topside, but you can't do both.
Start pulling them.
I'll get these.
Al, we can't get to this one.
It's too high.
That'll cave in the whole ceiling.
Hope that climbing wall pays off.
Actually, this is how you steal eggs out of birds' nests.
Didn't they teach you that at scout school? Guess I missed that lesson.
You were too busy flirting with the Brownies.
- You - Yep.
Just earned yourself a merit badge.
For what? Saving the day.
Oh.
I'll go halfsies with you.
Hey, Marty.
You know the Hussar Treasure comes with a curse, right? Where are you taking me now? It's a surprise.
- Really? - What's wrong? You're not up to it? Oh, I'm up to it.
All right, hold this.
- Wow.
- Right? This is amazing.
Looks even better with some of this.
How did you find this place? Alex told me about it.
Guess the kid's got something to recommend him.
You weren't really jealous of him, were you? Me? Jealous? Of what? His beard? You want me to grow a beard? No, I would kill you.
Oh, look at this.
We're a long way from the rock quarry in Syracuse.
Yes, we are.
Those were some good days.
So are these.
You really think there's treasure down there? Who knows? This city's got a million mysteries.
That's why I love it.
Let's stay a while.
Well, I think we're gonna get wet.
No, I mean here in the city.
Partners.
Hey, Al Yeah.
Me, too.