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- Yes. I am sure.

You just found the guy

who murdered my wife.

STEM:
Do you have evidence

to prove that?

End call.

[PHONE LINE BEEPS OFF]

Well, you saw the tattoo.

STEM:
Eron has forbidden you

to tell anyone about me.

Okay. Maybe I... I drew it

from memory.

STEM:
My reconstruction

of the tattoo

does not provide

any real evidence

unless they can correlate it

exactly with the drone video,

- which they can't.

- What are you saying?

STEM:
You need to be positive

it's him

before you alert the police.

Hey, man, he was the last one...

[INDISTINCT]

Sure, they do, but then he...

[DOOR SLAMS CLOSED]

- [ALARM CHIRPS]

- [CAR ENGINE STARTS]

- [DOOR CLOSES]

- [CAR ENGINE REVS]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[DRONE PASSES OVERHEAD]

- Lock chair.

- [BEEPS]

[LOCK SNAPS]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOG BARKING]

STEM:

There are no alarms inside,

but it is a manual lock.

I can't help you break it.

GREY:
Don't worry.

I got this.

[SIREN PASSING BY]

[DOOR CREAKING]

STEM:
I suggest you remove

your shoes.

[SHOES THUD]

STEM:
Grey, the table.

What about it?

STEM:
Say the word "on."

On.

STEM:
Say "messages."

Messages.

STEM:
The name "Old Bones"

keeps being mentioned.

I saw 38 references.

What is that?

It's a bar

in my old neighborhood.

STEM:
I can find no online

address or phone number for it.

'Cause they don't go in

for that sort of thing.

No, this is useless.

Off.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[CAR APPROACHING]

[CAR DEPARTING]

[THUDS]

STEM:
Hide behind the shelf.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

STEM:
Wait.

Wait.

Now.

Now, while you have

the advantage.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

- [SERK SCREAMS]

- [GLASS SHATTERS]

SERK:
Come here!

[GRUNTS]

You come here

to rip me off, huh?

- [GREY PANTING]

- SERK:
Wait.

- It's you.

- [GREY COUGHS]

[PANTING]

I don't know how you found me,

but you shouldn't be here.

- You killed my wife.

- No!

I didn't do that.

That was someone else.

It doesn't matter!

[BOTH GRUNTING]

STEM:
You'll need to be

a little faster than that.

[BOTH PANTING]

Why are you making me do this?

STEM:
Let me know if you need

my help, Grey.

Stem, help.

STEM:
I need your permission

to operate independently.

- Permission granted.

- [ELECTRONIC WHIR]

- STEM:
Thank you.

- [GREY GRUNTS]

[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[SERK GRUNTING]

- [THUDS]

- Um, okay.

Uh, Stem, what are we...

what are we doing, man?

- STEM:
Just relax.

- [SERK GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

What the f***?

- [GRUNTS]

- [GLASS SHATTERS]

- SERK:
Oh, f***.

- Oh, God. Dear God.

[SERK GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

Oh, look, man,

stay down, please.

Um, please don't get up.

Please don't get up.

Please...

Stay down, man.

Stem, he's got a knife!

- Stem!

- [SERK GRUNTS]

STEM:
I can see that.

We have a knife, too.

- [GRUNTS]

- Oh.

You just stabbed him.

Are you trying to piss him off?

Okay. All right.

So, what's the plan?

- What are we doing?

- [SERK GRUNTS]

Stem! Stop him.

[SERK GRUNTS]

[KNIFE CLANKS]

[SHUDDERING]

[ELECTRONIC WHIR]

STEM:
You now have

full control again, Grey.

[SMALL DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]

[RETCHING]

I advise that you remove

any traces

of your presence here.

That also means cleaning up

the vomit in the sink.

GREY:
Okay. Just give me...

give me a second, okay?

- STEM:
One second has passed.

- GREY:
Look, I don't...

I didn't mean a second,

I just mean hold on, okay?

I gotta think.

I can't let you do

the thinking for me right now.

I just...

I just killed somebody.

So, uh...

What do you think...

What do you think I should do?

STEM:
I would suggest

that you rid the house

of all your fingerprints.

I... are you kidding me?

I can't remember

every single thing

that I touched here...

STEM:
I have a record

of every single thing

you touched.

BHATIA:

So, the body that came in

from New Crown yesterday,

Serk Brantner?

I wanna show you what I found

when I opened him up.

When I examined the wound

in his throat,

I found wiring embedded

in the tendons.

I'm thinking surgery.

A medical implant attached

to the muscle.

I also found computer implants

all throughout his chest.

I've never seen them

to this extent before.

- And then there's this.

- What is it?

Appears to be some sort

of weapon implant

embedded within the muscle,

an actual functioning gun,

with a bullet-loading mechanism

built into the tissue

with biomechanics.

What about the boot print

we scraped

from the front porch?

Engine grease, mostly.

Old-fashioned engine grease.

[DRAMATIC THEME PLAYING]

So how am I progressing?

I can track you, Grey.

- Huh?

- I can track you.

GREY:
Wait. Am I supposed

to know what that means

or is that

one of your brain tests?

It means you have a piece

of my property

inside of you.

A very expensive piece

of property.

Serk Brantner,

homicide suspect list.

Did you really think

I would let that property

out of my sight

for even one second?

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

Did you forget

that this operation

was to be done in secret?

That if even the slightest thing

were to go wrong

during this trial period,

it would all be for nothing?

STEM:
He knows everything.

Don't lie to him.

CORTEZ:

Search drone footage archives.

Alley behind 414 Citrus Avenue,

New Crown,

October 14th, 3:
00 p.m.

GREY:

No, I didn't forget it.

I remembered that you asked me

to keep a secret.

But it turns out

that you had a couple

other secrets,

like, for instance,

you never mentioned to me...

that the thing talks!

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

Stem...

- talks to you?

- Yeah. It's got a mind

of its own.

I can hear its voice

in my head.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

ERON:
From now on,

you will be a model patient.

You will let the computer do

what it was supposed to do,

not confuse it

with some extracurricular

detective work.

Enter suspect named Grey Trace.

202 Parva Avenue, Leland Park.

ERON:
Did it occur to you

that if you were to, say,

commit murder,

the authorities

could find out about Stem

and remove him from your body,

putting you back

in a wheelchair for life?

CORTEZ:
I'm actually off-duty

right now.

I just stopped by

to check up on you.

And because I'm in the market

for a new car.

I knew you fixed these things up

and sold them

to people like Eron Keen.

Now, he makes

a little more money than I do,

but I was wondering

if you'd be willing to sell

to one of the little people.

Well, what makes you think

that I don't need

my car anymore?

[LAUGHS]

STEM:
She just checked

the sole of your boots.

- You left a print.

- GREY:
Well, I hate to break it

to you, but it's not for sale.

Sorry.

Okay.

Listen, when I said I didn't

have any news earlier,

I kind of lied.

There was this guy we brought in

for questioning about

Asha's murder,

a man with

a long criminal record

who lived in the area.

He didn't pan out, but...

yesterday he was murdered.

Really?

CORTEZ:
Yeah. Did you hear

anything about that?

STEM:
Don't look away.

You're showing her

you're lying.

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