Previously on Mr. Mercedes...
We got 16 dead, triple that in injuries.
Somebody lost control.
He didn't lose control.
告诉我 警探先生 所有坏人都被您绳之以法了吗
Tell me, Detective, did you catch all the bad guys?
And here we go.
That's right. Do you know where he is?
Maybe you got the wrong ice cream man.
Brady Hartsfield wouldn't hurt a fly.
Yeah, well, it's possible he would.
It's not the guy.
I'm gonna make my dent.
This will be my masterpiece.
Tony Montez. I run the DA's homicide unit.
Am I gonna be able to prosecute Brady Hartsfield?
Not at this juncture.
Thought any more about school?
You going back?
What if I want this life?
That's fine. Be part of it with a Harvard degree.
You know anything about the Cerebellin trials
they've been running in western China?
Why are you telling me this?
Because we need someone
as brilliant as you to test it.
The fucking Mercedes Killer is out there.
Do you want to explain how he can walk
after laying vegetative for over a year?
What did you do to me?
The drug you're on is called Cerebellin.
You'll need another dose within three days.
Look, uh, Lou, you might not be safe here.
You think he's gonna come looking for me?
Walked in voluntarily
and surrendered himself without incident.
Brady Hartsfield has been cured.
There was the man who committed this atrocious crime,
and then there's Brady Hartsfield sitting here with us today.
They want him transferred to Springfield, Missouri,
so he can continue to be studied.
Are you saying that he actually might get off?
I'm saying that he may avoid having to go to trial altogether.
I do not forgive you.
I do not.
I'm having second thoughts.
Then don't think.
And maybe don't talk... so I can concentrate.
You know for a fact he's got money?
You know this for an absolute fact?
What I know for a fact is that he hates banks
and he's made a shitload of dough.
He's got it stashed.
Just saying, a crazy-ass recluse
living out in the woods and shit?
He figures to have weapons, maybe a dog or two.
That there was an omen.
That's what that was.
A sudden obstacle in our path.
It's just a bad idea, Morris.
I know it in my bones.
Stealing cars and shit, I can do.
- Breaking into homes... - This man is 86 years old!
And 2:30 in the morning, he also figures to be asleep.
You just need to relax, buddy.
There it is.
There it is. There's the turnoff to his house.
Kill your lights.
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.
I just have this bad feeling.
Look at me.
Even in failure, you're about to
meet the greatest American author that ever lived.
Okay, masks on.
Once we go, we go fast-- very fast.
Forgive me, Father.
It's been three months since my last confession.
What are you doing?
I'm confessing my sins
just in case something happens in there
and we don't get to later.
Would you put your fucking mask on?
Can I just say one thing?
I wish you wouldn't.
Four or so years ago, the night we met,
the night we somehow didn't get squished like everybody else
at that job fair,
we looked each other in the eye and we agreed
God spared us.
He spared us for a reason,
and I don't think it was to break into some guy's house
and rob him.
The reason we were in that job fair to begin with
is, we were godforsaken.
Four years later, we still are.
You want to pray on something? Pray on this.
God helps those who help themselves.
There he is.
Sorry to disturb you, sir.
Get the fucking light off, would ya?
What's going on?
First, I am a huge fan.
And second, I will kill you if necessary.
And third, who the fuck are you?
That's not important.
It's not important? You got a name?
Bullshit, everybody's got a fucking name.
I mean, what'll they put on your tombstone?
'Cause right now, all it says is,
"This is the dumbest shit that ever fucking lived."
Take me to your safe.
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