Elementary

Previously on Elementary...

The captain, he's been shot.

I came straight from the airport.

So that's Captain Dwyer.

He's gonna cover both squads,

until we know more about Captain Gregson.

My name is Carmen Zelaya.

That video was given to her brother, Halcon Zelaya,

the man who runs Mara Tres.

What do you want?

I know who killed your sister.

You can call me Patrick. It's not Lieutenant Meers, anymore.

I left the army last year. I did it.

I didn't really want to shoot that cop, the captain...

I didn't want to, but he figured it out.

He never wavered from his story, and there's no way to prove

that he knew about Tim Bledsoe's plan to blow up the ferry.

Patrick Meers was not acting alone.

Someone or some group were pulling his strings.

Is the captain doing any better?

Still hasn't regained consciousness.

The docs think there may be something

in there still bleeding.

He was a hell of a guy.

I-I know you were close, you and Tommy.

You didn't just lose your captain, you lost your friend.

But I want you to know that as long

as I'm the boss at the 11th,

you and your partner will always have a home to go...

Stop.

Stop what?

Talking. You're annoying me.

I'm trying to do right by you here.

No.

You're not real.

None of this is real.

I've had this dream before.

Usually, it's Watson who approaches me,

sometimes it's Marcus.

One time, it was a scary clown with an axe.

It's your first appearance.

Presumably, because you and I met in reality

for the first time just a few hours ago.

I'm disappointed, really.

I mean, not in you, but in myself, in my subconscious.

You'd think it could find new ways

to express my concern for my friend.

You think this is a dream?

Yeah, I'm asleep at home.

And the captain's still in hospital.

And what about the scary clown with the axe?

He go back to the murder-circus?

Know what? I take it back.

You and your partner aren't welcome at the 11th.

You're nuts.

You got here fast.

You said he wanted to see me?

Paige said that he asked for both us when he woke up.

- She's here? - Downstairs.

She hadn't eaten,

so I said I'd sit with him until she got back.

So he already said everything he wanted to say to me.

It's your turn.

Hey.

Good to see you.

Joan said you squared everything with the Feds.

No one's gonna take you out of here in cuffs.

My days as a fugitive are over.

Paige told me you came to see me.

I don't know what you said,

but, uh, I appreciate you not pulling the plug.

Well, it was, it was good to see you.

It's, uh... put everything in perspective.

I've got perspective to spare today.

I wanted you to know that...

before all this happened, I was gonna call you.

It's over.

The unfortunate business between us, that's in the past now.

A day like today? I'd prefer to look forward.

I'd like that, too.

I can walk by myself.

No. You can't.

Oh, stop.

Yeah.

I look good still going on.

I look good. Not too bad.

What the...? What was that?

Hold her, please. And call 911.

Hey, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm good. I'm good. I'm good.

Hey, I'm a nurse.

Um, your friend needs medical attention.

Can you help me?

I need help opening this door.

Hey! I said I need hel...

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Bomb squad says it looks like the van was a VBIED,

or a "Vehicle Borne Improvised Explosive Device."

They're still checking the wreckage,

but they think the explosive was gasoline,

a few hundred gallons hidden in the back.

You said that two people were killed, huh?

The driver of the van and a woman who was trying to help.

According to one of her friends, the truck had the green light,

the van blew through the intersection

and T-boned the tractor trailer.

The van's driver was stuck behind the wheel,

but his passenger was able to get out.

He ran, and then boom.

So, either the bomb went off accidentally,

or the passenger triggered it as he ran.

No way of knowing what their final destination was,

but this is New York.

It's not like we're short on places to blow up.

I would've reached out to you and Sherlock either way,

but after everything we went through with Patrick Meers...

What, you think this is connected?

You were the ones who thought him

and Tim Bledsoe might be part of some terror cell.

Well, Bledsoe used fertilizer in his device, not gasoline.

But it was still a car bomb.

Meanwhile, the friend of the woman who died said

the passenger had dark hair and a dark complexion.

That got the Feds thinking Al-Qaeda or ISIS.

If it's one of those groups,

they like to carry out multiple attacks.

That could mean there are more car bombs out there.

You said Sherlock was here already?

Is that the driver?

Yeah. What's left of him.

Despite the description you were given,

I can virtually guarantee you this man is not

a member of Al-Qaeda or ISIS.

I'm listening.

Look at the belt buckle.

Despite the charring, you can quite clearly see

it's a white cross on a field of blue.

What kind of Islamic extremist wears a cross on his way

to blowing himself up for the cause?

Furthermore, while it might be

from the 19th-century flag of Greece,

it is more likely the insignia of La Libertad,

a departamento of El Salvador.

You said the witness you spoke to described

seeing dark smudges on the face of the man who ran.

Yeah. She thought it was grease or something, from the crash.

Yeah, what if it wasn't grease? What if it was tattoos?

El Salvador, facial tattoos, so you think this guy

and his friend were members of Mara Tres.

While it is possible two members of a vicious street gang

were co-opted by terrorists, it's more likely

the bomb they were carrying was intended for a rival group.

That makes sense.

I mean, the last time we dealt with Mara Tres,

they massacred a bunch of SBK members.

They like to go big.

I'll talk to Captain Dwyer and the Feds.

Tell them it's something we need to consider.

So I know the FBI doesn't want to arrest us anymore,

but if you're done here, I'd rather not linger.

The evidence has spoken, Watson, and it said "Mara Tres."

The authorities can come at this any way they want.

You and I have got a man on the inside.

We do?

Halcon Zelaya?

That's your man inside.

I realize you're not a fan.

"Not a fan"? The guy is responsible

for dozens of murders, not to mention the fact

that the last time we saw him

he was carting his dead sister around in a crate.

Well, he was grieving.

And, to be fair, he didn't put her in the crate,

her killer did.

Okay. Let's say you're right.

Mara Tres is responsible for the bomb.

Halcon is their New York boss. Why would he tell you anything?

Let's say two of his men really did become radicalized.

He may be a criminal, but he lives by a code.

I think he would help us identify them.

You said it's more likely the bomb was meant for a rival gang.

That would mean he was the one behind the bomb.

If he was, and he lies to me, I'll know it.

Then at least we'll know we're on the right track.

Anyway, he still hasn't responded

to any of my messages.

He hasn't got your number, has he?

It's the captain.

He says he's been catching up on everything that happened

after Patrick Meers shot him.

He wants to talk to us.

Go.

I'll continue my search for Halcon without you.

Are you sure?

If I wind up in a crate,

you'll know I should've left well enough alone.

Ugh. Thanks for coming.

Of course. Sherlock would've come, too,

but there was an explosion in Harlem last night.

Yeah. I heard.