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rusty, time to get up.
Let's go.
Rusty, I said get up five minutes ago.
Come on, let's move!
I'm up.
I'm up.
What the hell?!
Throw on some clothes. We're leaving.
It's not even 6:00 yet! I have another half-hour!
What is the rush?
We needed to be out of here five minutes ago.
Let's go. Go, go.
Okay, all right, well, I am not starting
the first day of a brand-new school
without a shower, so... No, no, no.
Rusty! No, don't. Don't... don't... oh!
Rusty!
Open the door immediately! I need to be at a crime scene!
My clothes are off!
My clothes are off!
Female voice: In 100 feet, turn right onto Mercer Avenue.
I shouldn't be going to this school.
I'm not even catholic.
Just walk around with a guilty expression on your face.
You'll fit right in.
What am I supposed to tell people about myself?
Do a lot of listening.
Stay away from the stuff that happened last summer.
If anybody gives you a hard time,
do not try and handle it yourself.
It'd be better if you report that person
to a teacher or another adult.
It's hard to believe you're not more popular.
You have arrived at your destination.
So, what am I supposed to do while you're here?
Maybe go back to sleep for a bit.
Are you comfortable in the backseat?
Of course I'm comfortable in backseats. What do you think?
That is an example of what you will not say today at school.
Understood?
Fine. Yes. Whatever.
Anything wrong, señor?
Other than watching everything I care about
being taken from me as I shuffle towards the grave
and having my breakfast interrupted by another murder...
Not much.
Sykes, your bff just arrived.
[ Police radio chatter continues ]
Good morning, captain.
Today, we are grieving the loss
of Alon Strauss, 48,
Israeli-born, naturalized American citizen,
and C.F.O of Hadera securities,
a multinational investment firm.
Mr. Strauss answered the door at 20 after 5:00,
briefcase in hand, but, um, never made it outside.
He was off to work?
Well, his wife says he opens the gate
for a limo that picks him up every morning at 5:30.
We're guessing Mr. Strauss went to the door
thinking that his driver had arrived a bit early.
Single shot through the chest.
Bullet exits between his shoulder blades
and lodged in that far wall.
You think the killer used a rifle?
More likely a large-caliber handgun, ma'am.
The wife and son were sleeping upstairs,
heard a loud shot, and came running.
That's them.
What about the limo driver?
Sykes: His story checks out.
What I'm seeing suggests your basic hit job,
but what I can't figure out... why no defensive wounds?
If I answer the door and see some unexpected person
pointing a gun at me, I'm gonna put up my hands.
I'm gonna turn away.
Strauss did not.
Excuse me.
Flynn: Ma'am. Ma'am.
I still have a few questions I need to ask you.
I don't think you understand.
No, I don't think you understand.
Did anyone else here wake up to find their husband murdered?
Mrs. Strauss, I am captain Raydor
of the L.A.P.D. Major crimes unit.
May I say how very sorry I am for your loss?
How dare you?
Wha...
how dare you show up? Get out of my sight!
We are going to get to the bottom of this, I assure you.
You promised you would keep him safe.
Shame on you! We are gonna get to the bottom...
don't you "look, roma" me!
We are gonna get to the bottom...
that should be you lying dead on the doorstep!
Agent Howard, what is going on here?
I'm just here as a liaison. Morris will be taking the lead.
Hello?! Sharon, remember me?
First day of school.
Hold on. One second.
Stay there.
I don't sleep at night.
I-I-I've lost all interest in baseball.
I look in the mirror,
and I don't recognize the person looking back at me.
Yes?!
Buzz, what are you doing right now?
Uh, my job.
Do you know how to get to St. Joseph's from here?
St. Joseph's?
Has someone forgotten the L.A.P.D policy
on making requests for personal favors
from civilian employees?
I'm not doing that.
I am asking for help keeping a material witness in compliance
with the law regarding the education of minors.
In that case, I will withdraw my objection
if, on his way back,
the civilian employee can pick up a coffee order.
Mm. What?
Nonfat vanilla latte, and see what everyone else wants.
"Take the kid to school." "Go get the coffee."
Hey, and hurry up. The kid shouldn't be late.
Excuse me, uh, Mrs. Strauss.
Agent Morris, your presence here
indicates that this family is under federal protection.
Almost.
Your victim, Alon Strauss,
was supposed to be deposed this week,
then they were to be given new identities and a fresh start.
In Tulsa, Oklahoma!
They wanted to send us away to Tulsa and give us new names.
Like anyone would believe we are the McDougals!
Roma, that was one suggestion.
There were several cities on the list!
No, thank you. I'm not talking with the FBI!
Mrs. Strauss, Mrs. Strauss,
if I could get agent Morris out of the way,
would you consider talking with me?
My husband, Alon, and his cousin, Ilya,
founded a company together... Hadera securities.
They were like this.
So your husband and his cousin were very close.
Yes, and for 20 years, everyone was so happy.
And why were they so happy?
Was it because Alon and Ilya
were involved in selling ecstasy?
I don't know, Mrs. Strauss. Was it?
How should I know?
All I can tell you is that out of nowhere comes the FBI,
saying that Alon is going to jail
unless he testifies against Ilya...
Alon and Ilya... Who were like this.
But when agent Morris started asking questions
about what happened in Pittsburgh,
oh, Alon thought he had no choice but to turn on Ilya.
What happened in Pittsburgh?
You think you have to know everything?
Mrs. Strauss, if Ilya Blum
learned that your husband was cooperating with the FBI...
which seems possible, okay, and...
and what was he going to say?
And how did Ilya Blum find out that he was going to say it?
Did you inform anyone that your family
was entering the Witness Protection program?
Excuse me.
Avi, have some water.
Mom, um, no, I'm not thirsty.
Why you don't have some water?
Because I'm not thirsty.
So it would kill you to have a glass of water?
Ballistics confirmed the bullet is .50 caliber.
Uh, they also discovered polygonal rifling
along the length,
which ties it to the Israeli-made desert eagle.
That's a very specific weapon.
Mm-hmm.
Let's start looking to see who has one of these
registered under their name.
Oh.
There's something that bothered me about...
The crime scene.
What is it?
I can't remember.
Think about it.
Get back to me.
Right.
Okay, that's enough water.
Stop.
She told no one about Tulsa.
Not a soul, nobody.
Mom. What?
What? What?!
You tell Thorn everything.
Flynn: Thorn?
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