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Ethan: Previously on rogue...
That's all you're going to get.
Anything happens to those kids, it's on you.
Ethan Kelly has $15,000,000 of my money.
Of your money.
Some guy just broke into oaks' house.
-Ethan: Oaks has a pool guy coming twice a week. -So?
Either he's the worst pool guy in all the bay area
or he wasn't going there to clean it.
Put your hands behind your back.
Or arrest me and blow your opportunity to nail oaks to the wall.
- Hope: Stop! Stop! Stop! - (Grunting)
Apologize, you fuck!
Sir, you're under arrest for battery.
You let Maria die in a pool of her own piss and blood
and you fucking abandoned her!
You can help this girl. Tell me where she is!
Clea: The captors cut their hands open.
Inside, there was a small chip.
The girls were told it was some sort of tracking device.
She's saying they didn't put the chip in her hand.
They put it in her head.
And it's still fucking in there.
You good?
I did it, if that's what you mean.
Sadie, we got to get out of here. Now!
That's it? Not much of a scar.
I spoke to the other girls.
They said that the chip is tiny.
And the traffickers, they use some sort of gizmo to implant it in their hands.
Sleader: And this girl's the only one to have it in her head.
Clea: As far as we know.
I'm thinking, we get the chip.
We find out exactly what it is, who made it.
Maybe we figure out what we're dealing with here.
Maybe it leads us to the traffickers.
-Maybe. -It's the best lead we have so far, captain.
Where are we at with St. Margaret's?
We're still waiting on the surgery slot.
It's a whole new world.
Who is that?
Fuck if I know.
- Excuse me? - Hi.
Uh... Kathryn farese.
Phan's court-appointed lawyer. Saw her sitting here.
All alone.
A police station is a scary place, sergeant.
Captain. Frank sleader.
This is detective clea annou. She's the one who found phan.
We're arranging for a surgeon.
A surgeon? What for?
You don't know?
The court clerk just said that a minor was in police custody.
Maybe we should talk in my office.
Kathryn: Wait a minute, this chip is in her head?
The mri shows it was implanted in her brain.
Kathryn: Oh, my god. Why?
We have no idea.
The other trafficked girls have them in their hands.
They were told the chip was a tracking device,
keep tabs on them, make sure they couldn't run.
I assume you're testing these other chips.
The chips were cut out before we found the girls.
That's why we contacted St. Margaret's.
Well, I'm going to need an opinion on this.
What do you mean?
A doctor cutting into her brain?
We're going to use the best doctor that we can find.
We want the best for that girl.
Still, I... I need a second opinion.
Look, right now that chip may be the only way of finding out
who these traffickers are.
It could lead us to other girls.
And I appreciate that.
But my client has privacy rights.
Like everybody else on American soil.
We appreciate you have her best interests at heart,
but surely we can work together here.
I'm sorry, I don't know if I can allow it.
-We can get a warrant. -And what's your probable cause?
This child is a victim, not a suspect.
We don't know what that chip is doing to her.
It's inhuman to keep it in.
She seems to be functioning just fine.
What you mean is you want her help with your investigation.
I care about her just as much as you do, counselor.
She's a minor, she can't consent.
You want to do the surgery? Get a court order.
Are you kidding me? You're going to make us go to court?
- Clea. - Captain.
Drive.
In San Francisco, when a guy does you a solid,
beer is an appropriate form of payment.
In chi-town, if you don't call a guy you just met, especially if he's a cop,
when your ass gets tossed in the clink,
it's considered a fucking insult.
I'll remember that the next time I'm in Chicago.
- I owe you. - Damn straight.
I'll start with a guinness, work my way up from that.
Uh, rain check?
And us Californians get the bad rap for being flaky?
-Come on, I'll give you a lift. -Thanks.
You're a dead man.
Yeah, I've been dead a few times before.
Hey, I'm a little busy. What's going on?
She what? Is she all right?
Yeah.
Huh.
Hi, I'm looking for Alice Williams.
- Alice Williams? - Ethan?
- Hey. - What are you...
- How did you... - I stopped by the house.
Why?
I wanted to see the kids, and then a neighbor said that Alice got hurt.
- Is she okay? - She has a broken arm.
A concussion. She's sleeping.
- Can I see her? - Sure.
How you holding up, Donna?
-I could use a decent cup of coffee. -Hmm.
They're keeping her for observation.
Did you see anything?
No, I wasn't with her. I was at work.
Ethan: What about Alice? Did she see anything or say anything to you?
Donna: No, nothing.
Just... this car came out of nowhere.
- Police think maybe kids... - Hmm.
Joy riders.
God damn it.
I am not equipped for this.
-Ray... -Donna, it's all right. She's going to be all right.
Okay?
It's very sweet that you came, Ethan.
- So what can I do? - We're fine.
Look, maybe I stay here, you go home, you shower...
No, I'm not going anywhere.
Well, what about April?
Friends are watching her.
Okay, I'll tell you what, I will get, uh, a decent coffee for you.
Ethan, seriously, what are you doing?
Oh, man.
You just feel helpless without a task, huh?
Isn't that the definition of testosterone?
Guess I could use change of clothes.
- Okay. - Alice has a favorite blanket.
- Consider it done. - It's blue.
-Her initials are stitched in it. -Okay.
Ethan...
Thank you.
Of course.
Wouldn't it be better for all concerned
to get this thing out of your client's head?
I have three doctors ready to testify that the chip
is causing absolutely no damage.
Lacking a compelling state interest to remove it...
Catching and convicting the people who put it there
is a compelling state interest, your honor.
Once the police know who made it,
we have a better chance of catching the traffickers.
Maybe save some other young girls in captivity.
And if it were your daughter?
Would the public's interest convince you
to let someone go poking around inside her head?
Regan: I have just as many doctors willing to testify
that surgery to remove the chip will cause no permanent damage.
Tell Joan rivers that. She went in for a nip-tuck
and she never came out. Surgery is never a sure thing.
What does the girl want to do?
She's a minor, your honor. She can't legally consent.
I'm sure she would want the cops to catch the people who did this to her.
And I'm sure she doesn't want to risk being turned into a vegetable or worse.
What's really going on here, counselor?
Whatever you decide will be precedential, your honor.
In other words, counsel doesn't give a damn about the child.
I care about every child. And every adult.
The bottom line, this motion is about a lot more
than the particular facts of this case, your honor.
This is about the government overstepping its bounds
and trampling on the rights of its citizens.
By asking them to help in a criminal investigation?
No, by compelling them to.
It's called being a good citizen.
-It's called slavery. -(Scoffs) A little hyperbolic, no?
Kathryn: What would you call it?
The government forcing a citizen to do its work?
Under the all writs act...
Of 1789...
Signed by George Washington,
clearly gives the court the power to issue such an order.
Really? Ask the lawyers at the justice department
who tried to force Tim cook of apple to create a backdoor.
The supreme court never rendered an opinion in that case.
Although this is all very interesting,
the all writs act is a federal statute,
and as such, it delineates the reach of federal law.
There is no statute giving state government that power.
And there is no state statute denying it.
You both make very compelling arguments.
And I certainly find myself in sympathy with your cause, counselor.
But without statutory authority,
I am loathe to violate anyone's privacy rights.
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