FBI

Hey, Mom, can I run ahead?

- Of course go ahead, but then wait for me, all right?

Never saw a kid

in such a rush to get to preschool.

Must take after his mom, I guess.

- You just like me because I bring you snacks.

One for you. One for Frank.

- Well, not if I finish them both first.

What you got in here, Encyclopedia Britannicas?

He likes to pack extra toys.

- What do we know? - Nothing good.

You're looking at four dead and we've got

three in the ICU in New York Presbyterian.

- Okay, witnesses? - Tiff and Scola are on it.

- What about security footage?

- It's already sent to the JOC.

Carla, what do you got?

- We need our lab to isolate the exact chemical signature,

but it looks like the device was a timer detonated

exothermic charge mixed with ball bearings and nails.

- That sounds like an Iraq IED. - Absolutely.

And I checked with my colleague at the Newark office.

It's basically the same bomb that went off three weeks ago

at the IRS building in Jersey.

- Except the Newark bomber died delivering that package.

So who's behind this?

- So you were in the bathroom when the bomb went off?

- No, no I was on my way back, all right?

I just got into the lobby and--boom.

I mean, I'd be dead if it wasn't for

my prostate being swollen up like a grapefruit.

- Did you spot anything else out of the ordinary?

- That's the thing. St--Stacy Rose, right?

She's--she's a lawyer up on the third, you know?

She was coming through the line.

She gives my buddy, Bill, a vegan donut.

Man, she--she brings us two every day, you know.

I'm sorry, man.

- So you saw Stacy Rose go in, and then what happened?

- I think the bomb was in the kid's backpack.

All right listen up, people.

Security cam confirms that the bomb was tucked in

to Evan Rose's backpack.

Looks like the kid is gonna make it,

but assuming young Evan is not a five-year-old terrorist

with an axe to grind means somebody must've planted it.

And we know it was not Trey Dawkins,

the New Jersey bomber, because he died in the IRS blast.

So priority one, find the new suspect.

Priority two, figure out

if these two bombings were related.

Let's make sure nothing else

is coming down the turnpike, people.

Let's go to work.

- What about the deceased mother of the little boy,

Stacy Rose-- what do we know about her?

- It doesn't seem likely. She was an AUSA.

Checks out as squeaky clean.

Plus, if you're going to be carrying in a suicide bomb--

- You might as well carry it yourself.

- Right, so who else had access to Evan Rose's backpack?

- I just scrubbed the building's footage

for Stacy and Evan's approach. No one touched the backpack

anywhere on the grounds.

- Well, let's retrace their steps even further.

What is their morning commute like?

Are they subway riders? Ride share people?

- A witness said that Stacy brought the guards

vegan donuts every day.

Could be that the bomber knew her routine?

- There's a vegan bakery food truck that parks

just around the corner from the courthouse every morning.

- Good. Let's have Maggie and OA check it out.

Yes, ma'am.

- Hey, um, can I borrow you a second?

I know we're still figuring each other out

in terms of a working relationship,

but, uh, you should know I'm a big believer in transparency.

Okay.

- I wanted to give you a quick heads up.

I already got a call this morning from DC.

The director is getting a lot of heat,

which means I'm getting a lot of heat.

He wants this case closed fast.

- I get it. People blowing up

federal buildings is not a good look.

- Right, um, but it could be a really good look

for the Bureau and for you if we do close this case quickly.

- I thought you were being transparent.

Excuse me?

- Closing this case quickly is good for your career, right?

Okay, how about this?

It is in both of our best interest

if we catch this bomber as soon as possible.

Is that better?

Yeah, a little.

Good.

- Hey, they said Stacy and Evan are regulars.

They didn't notice anything out of the ordinary this morning,

and there are no cameras on the truck.

Well, looks like this bodega cam's our best bet.

Assuming it still works. - Only one way to find out.

- Each tape holds six hours. This is 6 a.m. to noon.

I'll be up at the register if you need me.

Okay, thank you.

- All right, so running it back to...8:00?

There they are.

Did you just see that?

Yep.

Guy just switched the bags. That's our bomber.

- So he must've been casing the courthouse.

Found a mule and then figured out their routine.

- No one would ever look at a five-year-old kid.

Question is, who is he? 30s, tall--

I mean he's too covered up.

This isn't enough for facial rec.

I'm going to take it back.

Hold up.

Look there. It looks like a trident

branded into his left forearm.

- Yeah, he could be ex-navy, but let it play.

His walk right there. He's trying to cover it up,

but that man's right leg is a prosthetic.

- All right, your suspect is a white male.

Approximately 6'3", probably navy background,

and a prosthetic right leg. Let's go.

- VA just sent over medical records.

We've got 13 known navy vets under 40 in New York City

with a prosthetic right leg, but only one

is white and taller than 6'1".

- Yeah, yeah, yeah throw him up.

Okay, let's meet Ryan Davis. Visual comparison with

the footage of the bakery truck please.

- Looks like a match. - All right.

So what else do we know about this guy?

- Lieutenant Ryan Davis was a Navy Seal.

Honorably discharged with a Purple Heart

and currently rents a small house in Long Island City.

- All right Purple Heart or not, this guy used a kid

to set off his bomb. Call SWAT.

I want him brought in.

FBI!

Let's go!

Split T!

Eyes up for tango.

Clear!

Clear!

It's clear.

Place barely looks lived in.

- Well, sometimes comfort can be hard

when you've gotten used to war.

- Maggie, cover me. - I got you.

- - Take him out.

- Suspect is fleeing through the adjacent lot.

Copy.

- Let me see your hands, Lieutenant Davis.

Put them up. - Don't pretend you respect us.

We're trying to help you,

but in order for us to do that, you need to help us first.

Tell us what you know.

Start with what you said

to my partner before I tackled you.

"Don't pretend that you respect us."

Who's us?

You're looking at four counts of murder.

Five if that boy that you planted that bomb

in his backpack dies.

The only way you're gonna live to see old age

is if you cooperate right now.

Fine. We'll do this one at a time then.

How do you know Aaron Walsh?

How do you know Patrick Carr?

How do you know Trey Dawkins?

- You just told us you do. Why don't you tell us how?

- I'm not saying another word until I speak with a lawyer.

- All right, so here's what we know so far.

According to our lab team, Trey Dawkins and Ryan Davis,

they set off chemically identical bombs.

And before he lawyered up, Davis, he seemed to

indicate that he knows Dawkins.

So we got two islands off the coast.

We need to know what makes them an archipelago.

You know, it's a group of islands that share

the same geological origin? Never mind.

Point is, Dawkins, Davis, what is their point of nexus?

Are they a part of some militia?

And if so, are there more bombs on the way?

- Well, they're from different service branches.

No social media interaction,

and phone records show they never even called each other.

- I think I got your archipelago, Jubal.

Kelly Moran, go.

- Cross referenced Davis and Dawkins credit cards,

and they're both customers at the Garrison Lodge.

What are we looking at?

- Well according to our database,

it's a members-only club for combat vets in Staten Island.

And ATF has it flagged as being under active surveillance.

- All right, I'm going to rendezvous with ATF,

wee what I can find out. - Yeah.