Mr. Mercedes

Previously on "Mr. Mercedes"...

Ollie Ollie Oxen Free.

Come on out, Brady.

I did not kill a dog!

Al, they've got you on tape!

Babineau: Now the patient's reacting very strongly

to the visual stimuli.

That's a short, concrete sign off progress.

Yet the patient is still nonverbal?

Clearly, you're missing something.

What's your objective here?

We want Brady Hartsfield gone.

Shipped to Crestmore.

What did you say to him in the hospital?

I asked him why he spared my life.

So, Ireland? With Donna.

Yep, Ireland.

Thought any more about school?

You going back?

What if I want this life?

That's fine.

Be a part of it with a Harvard degree.

Felix, give me my passport.

Tell me the truth.

Did Vitalta demand that you go to China?

No.

So much for being in this together.

You haven't cut your hair in three weeks?

Now, remember... Not too short, huh?

Little trim.

Around the ear.

- Razor. -

Ohh!

I'm not Al.

I'm Brady Hartsfield.

For a spot of tea?

- Can't I... - Ida?

- Elliot, this is Bill. - Hi, Bill.

How are you doing?

Aah!

[ Insects chirping, dog barks in distance ]

Hmm.

Yaah!

- I'm gonna fuck you up, Kermit. - Bill?

Hodges: Aah! Hey!

Bill?

Bill!

[ Mississippi John Hurt's "I Shall Not Be Moved" plays ]

Bill? Bill! Dear God.

Bill? -

Jesus Christ.

What... What happened?

He was here when I got home.

Well, do you know him?

He was inside the house.

He had a gun.

It's... it's here someplace.

Well, don't worry. I'll find it, I'll find it.

I didn't just shoot him for no reason.

But of course not! I saw it!

I saw the whole fight. He was gonna kill you!

I will testify to that, Bill.

He was in my house.

Holly.

No, she's not here.

Bill. Bill, listen to me.

I just saw her drive off 20 minutes ago.

She is not here.

Jesus Christ. Come here, sit down.

Here. I beg you.

Oh. Jesus.

Here, can you just give me that?

Ow. It's evidence now.

Seeing fucking stars and comets and ev...

You probably have a c... Probably have a concussion.

Jesus Christ.

Well, if I don't,

it's doing a bloody imitation of one.

Elliot: Oh, my God! What the hell happened?

Al... Something... He works in the hospital.

He killed a dog.

Ah... I think I just might puke.

Okay. Elliot, could you get some water or something?

- Sure. - Uh, it's through there

in the kitchen, and call 911.

- Okay. - Also... like a damp towel.

Where else are you hurt?

Uh, my ribs, eh, shoulders, knee, elbow, balls.

Yeah, well, they're certainly big enough...

Pretty hard to miss, yeah?

- Ugh. - They're...

They're on their way. Somebody already called them.

Here. Please.

- Put this on his head. - Yeah, thank you.

All right. I'm gonna wait outside for them.

Let me just staunch this. Hold on a minute.

He called me Kermit.

What?

He called me Kermit.

[ Siren wailing, dog barking in distance ]

But h-h-how is that possible?

I don't know.

Here, hold still.

Marco.

Polo.

Hi, brother.

Is Mom here?

I told you... She's gone.

Can we watch TV?

Of course we can.

When did they start?

8:58.

I've never seen brain activity this strong.

These are the readings of someone

who stepped on a third rail.

Gotcha.

You can't hide anymore, asshole.

Your public awaits.

[ Door closes, police radio chatter ]

So, will I live?

I don't like your vitals, to be honest with you.

You're showing signs of post-concussive trauma.

You're a cheery fuck.

That's the personality type you want

in your paramedic, fucking Carrot Top?

What the fuck is Carrot Top?

Two rounds, huh?

Ah, he kept coming.

He's big, but, uh...

He wouldn't stop.

I'm not judging, I'm just saying

if you'd gone for that headshot first,

you could've saved a bullet.

Oh, fuck off.

I'll be back.

Uh, the phone... The phone picked up,

and I heard someone scream "I'm gonna"...

"I'm gonna fuck you up, Kermit,"

and, um, uh, then... Then there was...

And when you approached the house,

that's when you saw the deceased attempting to...?

Well, Bill was on the floor.

He had him on the floor, he pinned him down,

he was on his back, and the guy was just

pounding and punching and punching his face.

I th... thought he was gonna kill him.

- Okay. -

Your statements all jibe.

Your ex-wife heard the whole thing on the phone.

Did you know that?

No, I didn't.

She's the one that called 911.

Good news is it's all cut and dry...

Got out of jail, took the gun he stole,

and came looking for you.