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Previously on "The Rookie"...
Hello, John. Rosalind.
You know, I follow Bailey on Instagram.
[ Grunting ]
Nolan: Rosalind is out of pocket.
Repeat, Rosalind has escaped.
But I just wanted to make sure someone checked on Lucy.
What have you done?
He still has a pulse.
Chris: Something that's been helping me more.
An online group that's hunting Rosalind.
Lucy: "Don't give Rosalind the satisfaction.
She eats her victim's pain like a five-star meal."
I reviewed all of TruthHunter's messages.
The forensic linguistics are a match to Rosalind Dyer.
Sgt. Grey: Their cyber crime people
traced the web of Rosalind's I.P. addresses
to a house outside Seattle.
♪
♪ I'm the best
♪ Every time I say it, I say it with my chest ♪
♪ When I step out, man, yeah, I dress ♪
[ Siren blaring ]
Dispatch: Engine-118, possible medical distress,
1888 Elmwood Lane. R.A. is 10 out.
Copy.
You know, just once, I'd love a quiet,
kitten-in-a-tree kind of day.
No, you wouldn't. You're an adrenaline junkie.
I don't know about junkie.
[ Sirens wailing ]
♪ Every time I dress, know I dress to impress ♪
♪ I don't jest, ain't no contest ♪
♪ Frankly, simply, I'm the best ♪
[ Radio chatter ]
[ Dog barking in distance ]
[ Gate creaks ]
[ Crow caws ]
[ Knock on door ]
Fire department! Anybody here?!
[ Thumping ]
Check upstairs.
Go around back.
Look, if there's any squatters in here,
that doesn't matter to us.
We got a call about a medical emergency.
Woman: [Muffled voice] Help.
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
Help me.
♪
Is anyone in here?
♪
[ Gasps ]
[ Breathing sharply ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
Ow.
What the...
[ Grate clanks ]
♪
Rosalind.
♪
Help!
So, what time were you born?
Uh, I have no idea.
All I know is that the birth was exhausting and traumatic,
and I hear the story every time my mom wants money.
This for an astrology thing?
Nope.
[ Radio chatter ]
Fine. It's for an astrology thing.
Listen, we ride together.
If you suffer trauma, so do I, okay?
I should be checking your chart daily.
I'm so glad you're sharing your beliefs more openly these days.
Yeah, it's nice, right?
[ Cellphone rings ]
Hey.
Hey. I-I-I'm in trouble.
Bailey, where are you? What happened?
I fell into some kind of trap. I think it's Rosalind.
Kayla: Bailey?!
I'm down here!
Bailey?
Hold on. Hold on.
We're gonna try and get this grate open.
[ Radio chatter ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
No, no, no, no! Wait!
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Gasps ]
Marlon, stop!
[ Gasps ]
Bailey, what happened?
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
[ Whimpers ] Oh, my God.
[ Telephones ringing ]
Sgt. Grey: Harper, Lopez.
Uh-oh. This doesn't sound good.
We think that Rosalind has Bailey
trapped in a house in the valley.
A firefighter has been electrocuted.
Get there. Take point.
What do you mean trapped? Is Rosalind on site?
I don't know. It just happened.
I guess it was too much to hope we'd never see her again.
Yeah.
[ Sirens wailing ]
[ Horn honks ]
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Start a perimeter.
Are you sure it's Rosalind?
I'm not sure of anything yet.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Is he alright? Yeah, we got him stabilized,
but he's got third-degree burns.
Bailey's over here.
Has the house been cleared?
Yeah. 911 call was a setup.
You don't want to touch the lid.
There's at least 5,000 volts running through it.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
♪
[ Radio chatter ]
Hey. You alright?
I'm okay. I twisted my ankle when I landed,
but it's not too bad.
Okay, we're gonna get you out of there.
I know.
Electrified or not, we can still cut through this grate
so long as we're not grounded.
No, I wouldn't do that.
I don't think this is the only booby trap.
Look.
[ Cellphone ringing ]
What the hell are those?
It could be packed with explosives.
Or spiders.
I mean, I'm not saying it's likely-- but yuck.
Whatever it is, we can't tell what they are
without examining them more closely,
and we can't do that with this electrified grate in the way.
Well, I'd offer to come up and help, but there's no way.
DWP's working on cutting the power to the house.
[ Flashlight clicks ]
Uh, alright, Bailey,
I just need, uh, Tim for a minute,
and I'll be right back.
Okay.
I'll stay here with her.
Yeah, me too.
[ Sighs ]
Great.
What are we doing? We have to assume
the entire house is bugged with cameras,
and anything we do to try to get her out
will provoke a reaction.
From what I can tell, there's some kind of steel tank
under the floor of the living room.
I didn't see a basement door anywhere.
I bet she walled it off so we couldn't get down there.
We need to get access to that basement.
Well, it should be simple enough to cut through the floor,
but we have to be able to cover the cameras
without letting on that we know that they're there.
Hi.
We're assuming Rosalind bugged the house?
We know that she likes to watch.
We're taking point on the investigation.
W-What's going on? Is-- Is Bailey okay?
Yeah, for now.
Look, Rosalind did not buy this trap at Home Depot.
Way too much time, effort, and material
went into the construction.
She didn't do this alone.
She doesn't have the skill set
to pull off something this elaborate.
Another acolyte-- great.
It would be helpful if you could put together
a list of building materials.
If we can source them, we might have
a shot at identifying who bought them.
Yeah, I can do that.
Hi.
I've been doing some thinking, and Rosalind is not
the construction type, so she must have a new acolyte--
someone she recruited through Beth or Caleb.
Or--
Did you guys figure this out already?
Harper: Yeah. We're gonna need to check out the scene
and then head back to the station and start digging in--
see if we can find any other cases that have a similar M.O.
Can we take Aaron to run down leads?
Of course. I'll stay here and run point.
I'd like to stay, too, and make sure that Bailey's
never down there by herself.
Thank you.
Mm-hmm.
Let's go.
[ Police radio chatter ]
Alright. It's getting a little crowded in here.
Authorized personnel only.
And we need more light to work.
I'll be out front. Alright.
Having fun yet?
I feel like an animal in a zoo.
You get blueprints for this house yet?
Yeah. Permits is pulling the plans right now.
Well, a lot of this work wasn't permitted.
It's not gonna be in the county records.
Unless we're needed here, we--
No, no, we're good.
You and Lopez have enough on your plate.
Just find out who built this.
On it. Bailey, hang in there, okay?
Half the city is trying to get you out of there.
Alright. Thanks.
[ Switch clicks ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
There. You got a 10-foot blind spot right there.
[ Saw whirring ]
[ Metal grinding ]
Guys?!
What is it?
I-I don't know. Something's happening.
[ Dramatic music plays ]
Spikes! There are spikes coming out of the ground!
Stop, stop! Stop cutting! Stop cutting!
You okay? Yeah, I'm great.
Just... great.
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Do you think Rosalind saw us cutting?
No, I think more than likely
there's a motion sensor, probably under the floor.
Where we can't get at it.
No, we can. We can.
We just have to take the floor apart more carefully.
You mean "slowly." Right.
Alright, guys. DWP is here.
They're cutting the power.
No. No, that could trigger something else.
Shh, shh.
Bailey: The lights are still on.
There's got to be a generator, then.
[ Clanking ]
Guys.
Something else is happening.
[ Liquid burbling ]
[ Clanking ]
What is it?
[ Gasps ]
John, something else is happening!
Can you block it?
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
♪
Water is filling up the tank.
♪
I can't stop it!
How long until the tank fills up?
At this rate, a few hours, max.
Ohh.
[ Cellphone ringing ]
Yeah.
Rosalind: Hello, John.
♪
[ Breathing echoes ]
[ Heartbeat echoes ]
[ High-pitched ringing ]
Alert anyone that I'm on the phone and Bailey dies.
[ High-pitched ringing ]
What?
It's Grey.
[ Bailey gasping ]
Bailey, I'll be right back.
Really?
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
♪
Cute trick with the work lights, but it won't matter.
Nothing they can do will get to her in time.
You're the only one who can save Bailey.
How?
Hand yourself over to me.
So you can kill us both? I don't think so.
It's the only way she survives.
A trade-- you for her.
♪
And the offer expires in five seconds.
Four, three--
Wait.
I'm coming.
Smart choice.
Take off your body cam. Put it in your pocket.
[ Dramatic music plays ]
♪
Where do I go?
Walk down the driveway and make a left.
As long as you do exactly as I say,
Bailey has a chance to survive.
Why are you doing this?
You got away.
Coming back to L.A. was a bad move.
Goes to show how much I missed you.
You should be flattered.
Blue station wagon.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Time to strip.
Take off your belt, badge, and weapons.
Turn your pockets inside out.
I'm not leaving my gun here for some kid to find.
I thought you'd be more focused than this.
Find a way.
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
♪
And your backup piece.
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
♪
[ Door creaks ]
[ Dog barking in distance ]
♪
Say hello to Creepy Bear.
Now you have someone to talk to.
[ Cellphone ringing ]
Very good. See how intuitive you are?
Now throw your old phone out the window.
The Bluetooth in your friendly bear
should kick in any...
[ Beeps ] ...second now.
See? Perfect. Now drive.
No. Excuse me?
I did something for you. I did what you wanted.
Now you give me something.
Negotiating? Hmm, I do love a bargain.
Fine. There's an app on your phone. Open it.
[ Dramatic music plays ]
♪
Do you know why they blindfold prisoners
in the electric chair?
No.
Because when the executioner sends 2,000 volts
into a prisoner,
their eyes pop out of their heads.
Now drive. Bailey's running out of time.
♪
[ Engine starts ]
♪
Hey. Any sign of the generator?
No. DWP thinks it's buried somewhere.
They're bringing in ground-penetrating radar.
Even if we find it, how can we be sure
that shutting it off won't trigger some other booby trap?
We can't.
Have you seen Nolan?
No. He's not answering his phone or his radio.
W-- That's-- Nolan would never leave Bailey.
Something's not right. [ Beeps ]
7-Adam-15, what's your status?
[ Muffled ] 7-Adam-15, what's your status?
[ Indistinct conversations ]
7-Adam-15, please report.
I think I hear his radio. Can you do that again?
7-Adam-15, are you there? 7-Adam-15, are you there?
Nolan. 7-Adam-15. Nolan. 7-Adam-15.
Hey, where are you? Hey, where are you?
7-Adam-15, report. 7-Adam-15, report.
Okay. Okay, hey, can you guys just please shut up
and turn off your radios?!
[ Conversations stop, radios clicking ]
7-Adam-15, what's your status?
♪
7-Adam-15. Nolan. 7-Adam-15. Nolan.
Nolan, this is Lucy. Nolan, this is Lucy.
We're trying to locate you. We're trying to locate you.
Are you there? Are you there?
Nolan, please answer. Nolan, please answer.
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
♪
I don't understand. Why would he just leave all his gear?
♪
Nolan is on his way to see Rosalind.
He took a call. It had to have been from her.
She's using Bailey to get Nolan to go see her.
How long has he been gone?
I mean, it can't be more than like 10, 15 minutes.
Alright. I'll alert Grey. Nolan's smart.
He'll think of a way to signal us.
♪
Rosalind: You're doing great, John.
Make a left at the stop sign.
So this is how you spend your time out of prison,
planning all this?
Why not just tan on a beach in Fiji?
I'm not really a sun person.
Besides, solitary confinement gave me all the time I needed
to think this through,
down to disabling the hazard lights.
[ Tires screech ]
[ Car horn honks ] This wasn't all you.
You had help.
I did. He's very clever.
A cut above the blunt instruments I've used before.
[ Engine revs ]
I got a problem-- a road rager.
This guy just cut me off.
'Cause you brake checked him... What the hell, man?!
...trying to alert your friends without me noticing. What are you doing?
I'm disappointed in you, John. Come on, let's go! Now!
Now Bailey is going to be punished.
No, no, wait. No, no, no. I'm sorry.
♪
Bailey: Uh, guys, one of the boxes is opening.
[ Metal creaks ]
[ Breathes deeply ]
[ Explosions ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
♪
Okay. Okay. Stop, stop.
♪
Potassium amide, a chemical that hates water.
Man: Get out of the car!
A few flakes is a fun party trick,
but there's enough in there to blow the whole tank.
I'm sorry. I won't do it again. I promise.
Let's go! Get rid of that guy.
But you do anything to alert him,
and I'll cook her to death.
♪
Now you wanna be a tough guy, huh? You want to throw down?
Let's go. What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? Nothing.
[ Grunts ]
[ Groaning ]
♪
You happy? [ Seat belt clicks ]
I just assaulted that guy.
Hmm, it was self-defense, and it's your own damn fault.
Now drive. You're running late.
♪
[ Police radio chatter ]
You okay, Bailey?
Yeah. This isn't the first time I've singed my eyebrows.
They grow back.
Is John there?
Lucy, where's John?
He's outside with the engineers, looking for the generator.
Putting that construction knowledge to good use.
You held your breath for a long time.
Well, death by fire is a great motivator.
Plus, I did some competitive diving in my youth.
[ Chuckles ] Of course you did.
I wish I could say that was the last time
you were gonna need to use that skill.
Yeah.
What's the longest anyone's ever held their breath?
Yeah, let's check. Uh, let's see.
24 minutes and 37 seconds. But he cheated.
I mean, he took in pure oxygen before getting in the water.
Let's do a test
to see how long I can hold my breath for, okay?
[ Watch beeps ]
[ Breathes deeply ]
Sgt. Grey: Yeah. Alright.
We just got a Nolan sighting.
Smitty responded to a road-rage incident.
Said a guy in a Porsche got knocked out by a guy
in an old blue station wagon.
He left Nolan's business card behind.
I've got an airship heading to the area
and all available units looking for the station wagon.
[ Blades whirring ]
Rosalind: Now, now, don't be mad at Creepy Bear.
He's trying to help you.
I'm not mad. I'm tense.
It would help me relax a little if you'd just let Bailey go.
I promise I'll still meet with you wherever you want.
Ah, so brave. So willing. So late.
You better hurry, John.
The next hoop you have to jump through
is half a mile north.
What is it?
I'm not going to tell you that.
But if you're not there in one minute,
Bailey is going to suffer.
[ Mid-tempo music plays ]
♪
Pilot: Airship-2.
I have a visual on the blue station wagon.
Make a right into that parking garage with the blue sign.
The target is entering parking garage at Sixth and Ocean.
I'm losing visual.
I need all available units, parking garage,
Sixth and Ocean.
We're looking for an older blue station wagon.
♪ I know you're not okay, but qué bonita ♪
♪ I know you're not okay, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh ♪
♪ A Joan of Arc archetype, but the e-version ♪
Come on, John. A little faster.
Bailey's depending on you.
♪ And you came to cause a disturbance ♪
Here. This one. Fifth floor.
♪ Shoulder high, the black wave that's comin' ♪
Go all the way to the back. Park by the stairs.
♪ Coming to swallow you whole
♪ Suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh ♪
What now? You have 30 seconds
to get to the seventh floor. Take the bear.
I'll be waiting.
♪
♪ Tick, tock
[ Sirens wailing ] ♪ Don't ask to stay
John, run.
♪ I went about it in my own way ♪
♪ Don't ask to stay
[ Sirens wailing ]
♪ I was right there, but lost my way ♪
15 seconds, John. One more flight.
Come on, you can do it.
♪ You were right, I might not be able ♪
♪
The work van, John. Run.
♪ To keep the fire from your stable ♪
Keys in the cup holder, John. Bear goes on the dash.
♪ From your table
♪ To keep your demons at bay
What the hell was the point of all that?
Oh, my enjoyment.
I'm a psychopath. You should know that by now.
Come on. Get moving. Bailey's running out of time.
♪
♪ Tock
♪
Pilot: Control, Airship-2.
Still no sign of a blue station wagon.
♪ Don't ask to stay
♪ I went about it in my own way ♪
♪ Don't ask to stay
Sarge, I'm on the scene.
♪
No sign of Nolan.
♪ I was right there, but lost my way ♪
♪ You were right
♪
That's the motion sensor. I can freeze it,
then we can finish cutting through.
Tim: Do it.
♪
[ Gasps ] [ Watch beeps ]
2 minutes, 37 seconds.
That's crazy impressive.
I think that's the best I can do.
Lucy, I know you're lying to me.
Something's happened to John.
♪
I'm sorry. Um...
We haven't seen Nolan
since he took a call an hour ago.
We think-- We think he went to see Rosalind.
[ Sighs ] To save me.
Well, you have to find him.
She will kill him.
We're trying.
♪
Okay.
I'm gonna go back under.
Time me.
Chen.
♪
I'll go down.
No. Uh--
There may be more traps. It's too dangerous.
Just be ready to follow if it's clear.
Okay.
♪
Alright, it's clear.
♪
Okay. Now what?
I don't know.
I was hoping the waterline would be above ground
so we could cut it or cap it, but it's under solid cement.
We're losing time.
At the rate that it's filling up,
she's got an hour, tops.
♪
Lopez: I found something.
Johnson County Sheriff's report on an abduction two years ago.
Johnson County, California?
Colorado.
♪
[ Siren chirps ]
Man: Dispatch, we have an unidentified female
in need of assistance.
♪
Tracy Urteaga said that a man knocked on her door
claiming he'd lost his dog.
Next thing she knew,
she woke up in some kind of container,
water up to her waist.
She managed to escape, but she couldn't
remember anything about where she was held.
That sounds like our trap maker.
What did the investigation turn up?
Nothing. As far as I can tell, they closed the case.
The detective said they didn't have enough to go on.
I think he just didn't believe her.
Yeah, we should re-interview. It's hard to remember anything
when people are treating you like you're crazy.
How did you escape the tank?
I got lucky.
Couple days later, there was a power outage,
and the camera went out, so he couldn't see me.
Took me an hour to open the door, and then I just ran.
I guess he learned from that mistake.
Is there anything about the trap you can remember?
It was in the basement.
When I climbed out, I fell into his dirty laundry.
I almost threw up.
What do you mean?
The clothes had a rotten smell, like trash or sewage.
It was coveralls, you know, like a worker's uniform.
I think they were gray or green.
Could be a sanitation worker, water treatment,
road maintenance.
He took someone else, didn't he?
In Los Angeles.
That's why you're asking me about this.
Yes. And we're trying to save her.
[ Door opens ]
Uh, thank you for your time, Tracy.
Mm-hmm. Tell me you found something.
We combed the federal database looking for similar victims.
A woman's body was found near Boulder in 2020,
lungs filled with water, in an empty parking lot.
Another body was found in Riverside last year,
marked with chemical burns consistent with potassium amide.
Exactly what kind of sicko are we dealing with here?
Profile is male, white, 30s to 40s, socially isolated.
I know. Aren't they all?
Not a lot to go on.
Well, we can be sure of a moderate
to high degree of psychopathy--
likely a history of abuse resulting in aberrant behaviors,
including lack of remorse, no feelings of guilt,
a need for control, and predatory behavior.
Killers like this, they don't stop.
They are stopped.
I got him. So, I've been running down
purchases of materials our guy needed
to build this trap, right?
And I found a clerk in Sun Valley
who remembers selling a water tank and welding equipment
to a guy with a skin-graft scar on his arm.
Cameras?
Yep.
Tracy said our guy wore coveralls,
and everyone who works for the city has to register
tattoos, marks, and scars when they start working.
Yeah, most cities have the same policy.
I'll call to get a warrant,
see if we can get access to their database,
try to get an ID to go with the photo.
Great. While you're doing that, we should head downtown.
Why?
Because I got an address
where all the building materials were delivered to.
[ Siren wailing in distance ]
We got a name out of Denver Sanitation--
Jeffrey Boyle.
He worked there until November 2020.
Local agents are mobilizing to hit his last known address,
but it's clear "Jeffrey Boyle" is an alias.
You guys good to breach through the back?
Boyle's into booby traps. We should wait for SWAT.
No, we can't. Bailey is literally running out of time.
You and your boot can stay out here if you want,
but we're going in.
♪
Screw that.
We'll go in around back. Go.
♪
[ Cellphone chimes ]
♪
Go.
[ Cellphone chimes ] Go.
♪
Angela.
♪
Whoa!
♪
Yep. She's been in there a while.
[ Thud ]
♪
Police! Stop!
♪
Hands over your head!
♪
Do it now!
♪
[ Explosions ]
♪
[ Clattering ]
♪
Laura: Let's go, go!
♪
[ All coughing ]
[ Sirens wailing ]
He came out this way. Did you see him?
No, we were too busy bailing out.
[ All coughing ]
We need to call Tim. I saw the plans.
I know where the generator is buried.
[ Coughing ]
You alright? Yeah.
♪
Hello, John.
L.A. traffic really is the worst, isn't it?
I was afraid our food was gonna get cold before you got here.
A little on the nose, even for you, Rosalind--
feeding me a last meal before you kill me.
Oh, you misunderstood.
♪
The last meal isn't for you.
You're not here so I can kill you, John.
You're here to murder me.
♪
Are the owners dead somewhere?
No, it's a rental.
I knew I was going to be here a while,
and bodies start to smell fairly quickly.
♪
You need to let her go now.
I know you're in a hurry, John,
but this is my moment, not yours.
Change for dinner. There's a suit in the bag.
♪
No. I'm not playing your little game anymore.
I held up my end of the bargain. I'm here. Now let her go.
[ Gunshot ]
Don't test me. I will kill you if I have to,
and sit down to watch Bailey die while I eat filet.
I don't want to do that, but I'm in control.
There's no bargaining anymore. There's only compliance.
So put on the damn suit.
I went with a classic single-breasted.
Inseam might be a little bit off. I had to eyeball it.
[ Gasps ]
They found the generator where Harper said it would be.
They're digging it out now.
Great. And when they cut the power,
those chemicals are gonna release,
triggering an explosion and a flash fire.
Well, meaning what? Don't cut the power?
No, we have to. Otherwise Bailey floats to the top
and the grate electrocutes her.
Look, LAFD is standing by ready to cut the grate
the second the chemical reaction finishes.
Bailey just needs to hold her breath long enough
to make it through.
She's cold. She's exhausted.
Everything has to go perfectly in order for us to save her.
[ Gasps ]
What's really going on here, Rosalind?
You don't want me to murder you.
You're way too narcissistic for suicide.
It's not suicide. It's legacy.
There's no future for me on the outside.
I'm too famous. The world has gotten too small.
I'll get caught, and I'm not going back to prison.
So that leaves me with one question.
What is my legacy?
My victims, of course.
My acolytes.
And you.
Why? I don't understand.
What does the monster want with a villager?
A middle-aged cop just trying to live life
with some kind of meaning?
I don't fully understand it myself,
but I find you fascinating.
Even after all the mayhem I caused,
you quite literally risked your life
to save mine the day we met.
And you mourned for Armstrong after he died,
even though he betrayed you.
You're just so damn noble.
And what? That makes you want to remake me in your image?
[ Chuckles ] No. You could never be me.
I'm a unicorn. And you're a saint.
But I believe that anyone can be turned into a murderer,
even a saint.
And I'm betting I found just the right button
to push to break you.
And how does killing you save Bailey?
Is there some kind of shut-off switch here
that once you're dead, it'll suddenly appear?
No, no, there's no controls in this house.
I couldn't stop her death even if I wanted to.
Only Jeffrey can. He's watching us right now.
Once he sees you murder me in cold blood,
then he will unlock the trap and release Bailey.
And you expect me to believe
he's a serial killer of his word?
He is, actually.
He was very excited when I pitched him the idea.
He loved the artistry of it.
And between you and me, I think he wants my crown.
[ Sighs ]
It's time.
I'm ready.
♪
[ Exhales deeply ]
♪
Um, excuse me. Bailey.
Okay. They're about to take out the generator,
so once the chemicals fall--
I won't be able to surface.
I know. Okay, here we go.
I'll see you on the other side.
♪
[ Cellphone beeps ]
[ Inhales deeply ]
Cut the power now.
[ Electricity buzzes ]
♪
She's dying, John.
♪
Kill me.
♪
I can't just shoot you.
Then she dies,
and you drove all this way for nothing,
and it will haunt you for the rest of your life.
Because if you'd just stayed with her,
you might have figured out a way to save her--
used your everyman, blue-collar skills
to deconstruct what Jeffrey built, hmm?
But you let me push you to leave her behind,
to come here to confront me because you need to be the hero.
The better man. The martyr.
In the same way that I am driven to pay at slaughter.
So be the hero, John.
Sacrifice your morality to save her.
[ Fire extinguishers spraying ]
♪
Take the shot.
Then Jeffrey empties the tank. You can still save her.
♪
Bailey!
Get in there.
[ Saw whirring ]
♪
Damn it.
♪
She loves you.
She thinks you're going to save her.
So come on, John. Do it.
♪
I'm a killer. She's a hero.
You couldn't possibly choose my life over hers,
so take the shot.
Kill me.
♪
[ Exhales softly ]
♪
[ Metal clanging ]
♪
I can't. [ Sighs ]
[ Winces ]
Oh, John.
What have you done?
♪
[ Saw whirring ]
Man: We're through.
[ Indistinct radio chatter ]
♪
Celina: Grab her!
♪
Lucy: Okay. Come on, Bailey.
♪
Come on, Bailey!
Come on!
Bailey!
Come on.
♪
Oh, come on.
♪
[ Gagging ]
[ Coughing ]
Okay.
Oh, my God.
[ Sighing ] Oh, my God.
How long was that?
Uh... [ Watch beeps ]
4 minutes and 20 seconds.
[ Panting ] New record.
♪
Where's John?
♪
[ Indistinct radio chatter ]
Yes. This is Officer John Nolan.
I have Rosalind Dyer in custody.
I need units at my address, 101 Briarwood--
[ Blood splatters, gunshot echoes ]
[ Manchester Orchestra's "All That I Really Wanted" plays ]
♪
♪ I've been left out a while
♪ I sold the family plot for time ♪
♪ Sold the only thing I liked
♪ So I could taste it
♪ You've been drinking all night ♪
♪ We both know when you're drunk ♪
♪ The future rewinds
♪ It happens every time
♪ But you erase it Bailey: John?!
♪ All that I really
John?! Bailey?
♪ Wanted to do was to leave it all ♪
♪ All that I really wanted to do was to leave it all ♪
Doesn't seem real.
♪
Sgt. Grey: It is. She's done.
Tim: She only seemed larger than life.
♪
Do you think she did this as a backup on purpose?
Doesn't matter. All it means is that we can focus
on catching her accomplice before he kills anyone else.
[ Siren wailing ]
Here comes the feds to help.
♪
I thought you were dead.
I was for a minute.
I couldn't save you.
It's okay. You saved yourself.
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- Captions by VITAC--
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