FBI: Most Wanted

Can I have more pancakes?

You've had six already.

Yeah, but I've been eating cereal all week.

So if we average it out,

that comes to around one pancake per day.

I'll make you another batch.

No, Ray, it's okay.

You know the reason you've been getting cereal all week?

It's because I'm cramming

for my dissertation defense on Tuesday.

Yeah.

Well, after Tuesday,

can Ray still come over sometimes and make breakfast?

You know, not just on weekends.

Why don't you go brush your teeth

and get ready for soccer?

All right.

You want to answer his question?

- What question? - Oh, come on now.

Look, I'm just trying to figure out where we are, all right?

You're as bad as Caleb.

Can't you see I'm a little overwhelmed here?

What happens on Tuesday is gonna determine

mine and Caleb's future.

Am I a part of that future?

Ray.

Babe.

I really cannot have this conversation right now.

All right, fine.

How about I take Caleb to school Tuesday,

if that helps you out?

That would be great.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Don't blame me.

Reverse, then you have to meet me at the kitchen.

- I did. - Every time, Dad.

You need to remind me.

I'm used to playing tennis like a real man.

Wii Tennis, yeah.

Yeah, exactly.

I can't believe we got our asses kicked

by a couple of chunky soccer moms.

Yeah, well, the one in the sweatpants is kind of cute.

Oh, you mean the one who was ripping

your backhands for winners?

Hey, I'll show you what a good backhand looks... like.

Okay.

All right.

Come on, Dad.

Come on. Come on.

Yeah. Mr. Backhand.

It's just pickleball, okay? We can play next week.

What's wrong?

I think I know that guy.

From where?

That's him.

You're sure?

Positive.

Talk to me, Hana.

A car bomb exploded yesterday

in the parking of a Long Island rec center.

Killed inside the vehicle were father and son

Michael and Matthew O'Hearn.

Matthew was NYPD?

Yeah, assigned to a precinct in Queens.

His father was also in the department,

but he retired eight years ago.

They both live on the same street

in Shirley on Long Island.

Whose car was it?

The father's, Mike O'Hearn.

Good chance he's the target.

Why'd we catch this one?

An employee at the rec center saw

a gold Toyota with New Jersey plates

speeding away after the explosion.

The presumption is interstate flight.

Not to mention two dead cops.

Do we have a partial on the plates?

Unfortunately, no.

Well, if I'm the bomber,

I'm not posting up there in my own car, so.

I'll flag the Jersey databases

for a stolen vehicle that fits the description.

Barnes, talk to Matthew's CO.

Hana and Ray, to local PD.

Nina and I will talk to their families.

Let's roll.

When you marry a cop, this is always

in the back of your mind, but

on Matthew's day off, and...

And he was with his dad.

It's okay.

Apologies for the intrusion,

but the sooner we get the lay of the land, the better.

We understand.

Who knew they were gonna be at the rec center yesterday?

Uh, nobody, really.

Matthew and Jennifer live down the street.

Matthew came by and talked Mike

into getting out for some exercise.

Ten minutes later, they were gone.

Is there anything going on

in their personal lives we should know about?

What do you mean, like an affair or something?

An affair, money problems,

maybe someone holding a grudge.

If you want to step away in private, we can.

No.

Mike had a fling with a coworker.

But that was before he left the department,

like, nine years ago.

It was ancient history.

People tend to get close

when they do dangerous work together.

That wasn't the situation.

Mike worked in the traffic enforcement unit.

His whole career?

Most of it, yeah.

Uh, he said that the work was low stress

and, uh, it made him happy.

That's all I really cared about.

Appreciate your candor, Mrs. O'Hearn.

If anything comes to mind, please let us know.

Of course.

FBI?

That's right.

Got any leads?

Still early. You family?

Paul Mullins.

I worked with Mike for years.

You do me a favor.

When you find the skell that did this,

you give me a couple minutes with him.

Let's put a pin in that.

I'm dead serious.

So am I.

I saw it on the news last night.

Unbelievable.

Matthew O'Hearn worked Patrol?

Ever since he graduated from the academy three years ago.

Things are pretty quiet here in Forest Hills.

That's a cushy assignment coming straight out the gate.

He have a rabbi?

Sounds like you were on the job.

Manhattan North Narcotics.

How's the bureau treating you?

Well, for starters, the uniform's better.

For real.

O'Hearn's father retired as a lieutenant.

Matthew looked up to him,

talked about him like he was some kind of war hero.

He might have pulled some strings for his kid.

I don't really know.

Was Matthew into anything

that could have gotten him killed?

He was good police.

By the book, got along with everybody.

If he was targeted, it wasn't about work.

Nobody in this bougie neighborhood

is knocking out car bombs.

It was a cell phone-triggered IED

secured to the car's undercarriage with a magnet.

So it can be transmitted from anywhere.

True, but case studies tell us

he's usually on hand for the detonation.

That makes sense. I mean, we got a description

of the vehicle fleeing the scene.

Are any of these fragments traceable?

It's a fairly sophisticated device.

The circuit board is more typical

of a European cell phone.

To be honest, I've never seen one quite like it in New York.

Well, it sounds like it's not our bomber's first rodeo.

I mean, a unique design like this

has got to be a signature, right?

Possibly. You guys would have

better resources on that.

All right. We'll see what we can find.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

The bomb's on its way to TEDAC for analysis.

Did PD turn up any other eyewitnesses?

A kid in the parking lot.

He said he saw the gold car zooming past,

and there was a crack in the windshield

and two people inside.

Which means this could be a duet.

And they stuck around long enough

to make sure the device worked.

Or for the emotional satisfaction of seeing

their victims blown to smithereens.

So check this out.

Matthew O'Hearn's CO mentioned

he idolized his father as a hero.

That doesn't really square with a career

in traffic enforcement.

Unless he holds the world record

for writing parking tickets.

I doubt it.

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