"Previously on Life." "Isn't that Mark Rawls over there?" "You know Mark Rawls, don't you, Arthur?" "You told his son you could get him out of jail..." "And then you killed him." "You send me somewhere now, and I'll talk." " Start talking now." " I killed the kid." "The thing about Olivia, Charlie, is she's marrying your father." "She seems really nice." "Really." "Chasing after the world brings only chaos." "Allowing it to come to be, brings only peace." "Retreat from the world, and it shall pursue you." "To exist, to allow the world to exist, all things at once, all things as one, this is the path to serenity, to balance." "See yourself as part of the world." "You having a moment?" "Mmm." "I know every moment is now, but now we're 10 minutes late." "Did you feel that?" "Does someone always have to say that?" "I'm standing right next to you." "Yes." "I felt that." " It was an earthquake." " It was a tremor." "Did you feel that?" "All right, here's the latest." "Four freeways cut." "Fifty fires." "Power grids and water services out citywide." "Busted water mains." "Dorm collapse at L.A.U." "Now, according to this LAPD emergency manual," "County Emergency Operation Center will be calling us with our emergency assignments." "So, buckle up, it's an emergency." "He's reading with his foot." "No, he's just using it to turn the pages." "Yeah, it must be his first earthquake." "Detective Crews." "Yeah, hi!" "Officer Danny Ritenour, State Corrections Office." "We're having a little emergency." "Yeah?" "Us, too." "Yeah, well, that earthquake just facilitated the escape of a prisoner that you put away last year, one Arthur Tins." " What happened?" " He was on a work detail." "When the earthquake hit, Tins got away." "He's in Los Angeles?" "The mother of the kid Tins killed." "I do have her address." "We will notify her." "Good." "She testified in the penalty phase of Tins' trial." "Now, is there anyone else he'd wanna even things up with?" "Because we have to contact these people." "No." "Tins confessed." "No one gave him up." "The victim's dead." "Okay." "We're just trying to cover every angle." "Thank you." "Hey, have we spoken before?" "I don't think so." "Do you have any connections with the Corrections Department?" "No, sir." "Not anymore." "Good luck today." "Yeah, okay." "Should we tell him that's not a weight bearing wall and it won't do him any good?" "Arthur Tins is not gonna go after anyone." "That weasel's gonna find a rock to hide under and stay hidden." "It's not a question of who Arthur Tins is gonna go after." "It's a question of who's gonna go after Arthur Tins." "Mark Rawls?" "Paroled out three months ago." "I don't think I like what you're saying." "I don't think I like what I'm saying either." "You're saying we have to stop Arthur Tins from getting killed?" "Yeah." "I guess we do." "Yeah." "I guess we do." "Yeah, I guess you don't." "Since when do you go by the book?" "You don't even have a regulation haircut." "I go by the book." "I go by this book, the LAPD emergency manual, since about an hour ago, when the earth opened up and tried to swallow L.A. whole." "Besides, we have a lot of things to do today." "And none of them are stopping crimes that haven't happened yet." "Oh, God, this is it!" "Hold on, everyone!" "It's the big one!" "That's funny." "Real funny." "Okay." "No mug shots." "Sorry, LAPD computers are down." "Arthur Tins, a low-rent scam artist." "Last year, he killed the 10-year-old son of Mark Rawls." "Mark Rawls happened to be doing 10 years inside at the time," "Arthur Tins confesses to killing Mark Rawls' 10-year-old son." "He gets life." "Yeah, I heard about that confession." "I heard Tins wasn't talking, and then I heard two LAPD detectives, that look a lot like you two, took Tins to go see Rawls in the joint he was doing his time in." "Tins took one look at the hard case Rawls, and sang like a bird." " Is that what you heard?" " That's what I heard." "Rawls got paroled three months ago." "Tins escaped this morning, so now they are both out there..." "LAPD computers are down." "The prison grapevine is not." "And by tonight, Arthur Tins is gonna be dead." "Ooh, two psychos killing each other." "You know what that is?" "That's a civic improvement project, okay?" "Like I said before, we're not the future crimes unit, and we all have our assignments out there." "Even your very own Tidwell." "Oh, well, how is Tidwell gonna get his assignment out there, if Tidwell can't leave his doorway?" "Tidwell is working on it." "And as for you two, today, you're on foot patrol." "Hold on!" "Did you feel that?" "Tidwell said foot patrol." "We just happen to be patrolling the street where Mark Rawls lives." "How do you get over something like that?" "Someone like Tins killing your son?" "You sit in your cell every day." "Think about what you'd do to Tins if you ever got the chance." "And that gets you over it?" "Call for backup." "We're gonna take Rawls in when we see him." "Maybe you should, uh..." "Button up a little." "Button up?" "Well, we're going into a building full of violent ex-offenders." "You ever see the cartoon where the wolf is staring at the lamb, but what he really sees is lamb chops?" "Lamb chops." "Very kind of you two to stop by, to see how I came through the quake." "Always a pleasure to see you." "You want some mint jelly with that?" "As you can see, I'm doing all right." "Nothing structural." "I'd think there'd be a lot of people out there needing your help." "Like Arthur Tins?" "Oh, Arthur Tins is a guest of the great state of California." "What kind of help could he possibly be needing, Detective?" "Tins escaped." " This morning." " He's out?" "No." "Not angry enough." "Try again." "What?" "We come here to tell you the man who killed your son has escaped from prison, and you go with, "He's out." You're lying to us." "How were you planning on spending your day today, Mark?" "I did you a favor." "Now you do me one and walk away from all this." "Okay." "We'll do you a favor." "My partner's gonna take her gun out for this next part." "You know the drill." "You should walk away." "He put a bullet in my son, left my John on the street to die." "You should walk away." "Yeah." "There's a lot of things I should do." "California penal code 120-21, any person who has been convicted of a felony under the law..." "Go, go!" "He killed my son, Crews!" "What would you do, huh?" "You know what you'd do." "No killing today, all right, Mark?" "Yeah?" "Why not?" "Nothing else to do." "Get up." "All right, Central's not processing new prisoners 'cause of the quake, so book him in the Valley division and forward me the paperwork." "We have an assignment to get back to." "I guess you really are a cop." "Yes, I am." "We had to do it." "Doesn't mean I have to like it." "Oh, come on." "We'll go direct traffic, it'll make you feel better." "Oh, you're kidding." "Hey!" "Crews!" "It's Tins!" "It's Tins!" "It's Tims!" "It's Tins!" "It's Tims!" "It's Tins!" "Is he okay?" "What are you thinking?" "I'm thinking that when I woke up today," "I wasn't thinking that I'd have to kill somebody." "Now you think you have to?" "No." "Now I think I want to." "Okay, see, as your commanding officer," "I hear something like that, I have to take your weapon." "So it's a good thing I didn't hear that." "When did Tins get so smart?" "Prison gives you a lot of time for self improvement." "Yeah, prison." "You go in afraid of your own shadow, and you come out a full-blown psycho." "They all come out worse than they went in." "Well, maybe not everyone." "Yeah, but how did Tins find us?" "Location status check." "D247, 400 block, Alvarado Street." "Our call for backup." "Tins heard it on the radio." "We told him where Rawls was." "We thought we were trailing him, he was trailing us." "Wait a minute." "How'd he even know you were gonna go see Rawls in the first place?" "State Corrections didn't even know Tins escaped until 10 minutes ago." "Well, if they didn't know Tins escaped, then who called us this morning?" " Tins." " Must have been." "He called to tell us, so we'd lead him to Rawls." "No Tins, but we found this state prison jumpsuit." "It was stuffed in the garbage can downstairs." "So he's still dressed like a cop." "Perfect disguise, especially with the city going to hell." " This is it?" "No more clothes?" " No." "Why?" "Because Tins wasn't alone." "Corrections says he escaped from that work detail with two other men, a Leonard Crete Debs and a Donnie Wayne Johnson." "When did this get here?" ""Thanks for making me the man I am." "Arthur Tins."" "So, now he's out there somewhere with these two knuckleheads." "Any thoughts as to where out there?" "Known associates from his file?" "Problem is, all closed case files are computerized now." "Yeah." "And what with the quake, the police computers are still down." "What about a living file?" "Wasn't Tins married?" "Well, ex-wives are a beautiful thing, but how are we gonna find her?" "If only we had a really big book that listed everybody's names, addresses, and phone numbers." "Dude, you are old school." "I'll roust one up." "Charlie!" "Yeah, yes." "Oh, yes, I sure did." "Yeah." "Yeah, it was quite something." "Listen, I need to ask for..." "No." "You know what?" "No, never mind." "It's fine." "I was really just calling to see how you were." "Yes." "I'm fine." "Yeah, yeah." "I just have a pencil in my hand." "Hi!" "It's Ted." "Yeah." "Yeah, how are you?" "Oh, I sure did feel it over here." "Yes!" "Yeah." "A problem?" "Yeah." "Sort of." "The greatest mistake is to be continually fearful of making one." "All the other cars were out on quake patrol?" "Yes, Crews." "That's right." "A stumble may prevent a fall." "Besides, my car goes faster." "Yes, Crews, that's right." "But why are you driving?" "That's one of your Zen questions, right?" "One that you don't really want an answer to?" "To say that we are alive." "When we cease to make mistakes, that is the moment when we cease to be." "The Buddha was asked if he ever made mistakes..." "He answered, I am making a mistake even now." "Nothing more." "Huh!" "Must have got shaken off." "Watch your back!" "Thanks for seeing us, Mrs. Tins." "Miss Ehrlich." "I don't use Tins since the divorce." "Anything I can do to hurt Arthur, I'm happy to help." "So you don't particularly miss your ex-husband?" "I've had cramps I miss more." "Shoot him on sight." "You need me to chip in for bullets, just ask." "And your son wouldn't miss his father?" "As far as my son is concerned, his father is already dead." "We need a list of your ex-husband's friends or associates, anybody he'd go to if he were in trouble." "Arthur has no friends." "His associates are lowlifes with names like Spider and Itchy." "They smell like bad meat." "Any idea where they work?" "When they work, it's in porn stores as clerks so they can steal people's credit card numbers." "Or they're installing satellite TVs in people's homes, so later they can go back and steal them." "A real bunch of winners." "All of 'em." "But you want names, addresses?" "Give me some paper, I'll make you a list." "It'll be therapeutic." "There are over 50 names on this list." "We've gotta narrow it down." "No problem." "We just need to talk to the one person who knows the most about Arthur Tins, even more than his ex-wife." "Who would that be?" "His cellmate." "Oh, Olivia." "Thank you for coming." "Of course, Ted." "What is it?" "Oh!" "I was hoping that maybe you could drive me to the hospital." "It's not bleeding much, so we don't have to worry about your car." "Or we could take my car, but you'd probably have to drive because I have a pencil in my hand." "Ted." "They just announced it on the radio." "There's a 24-hour wait at all the area hospitals." "You have Officer McShane on the line." "I have Arthur Tins' cellmate in front of me." "His name is Carl Rossbarrow." "Tins was always talking about the getaway." "How everybody in prison spent all their time figuring out the score but half-assing the getaway." "Tins wanted to figure out something that was the score and the getaway rolled into one." "Now do me a favor, when you catch Tins, don't arrest him, just kill him." "Arthur's all about the getaway." "Anybody on that list good at getaways?" "There's a guy named Chip." "Says he's a driver." "Have you killed Arthur yet?" " No, not yet." " Aw!" "I saw the caller ID and I got all excited." "We had a question about your list." "Chip." "He's a driver?" "Anything with an engine." "Ma'am, any idea where we might find Chip these days?" "Last I saw him, he was working some secure car job." "Like armored car?" "Yeah." "That would appeal to Arthur." "Yeah, the score and the getaway rolled into one." "Ma'am, do you know what company Chip worked for?" "Yeah, it had a raccoon on the patch, holding a pistol." "A raccoon?" "It might have been a badger." "I don't know." "Just do me a favor?" "Call me back when Arthur's dead." "A badger?" "With a pistol?" "I'll run a trace on Chip, but..." "But all the police computers are down." "All the police computer systems were built by the lowest bidder." "What we need are other computers." "What we need is blended coffee drinks." "I'll just work the phone." "What do you do for a living?" "Assistant buyer, Nordstrom's." "Why?" "You're my deputy now." "For real?" "This is an emergency." "I need your help." "I need you to Google armored car companies in the L.A. area." "What can I do?" "Blended coffee drinks?" "Sweet." " Deputy." " That's right." "You think I could get a certificate?" "Did you feel that?" "Yes, I did." "Thank you for asking." "Oh, what is that?" "It's a gun." "He's a cop." "He's my deputy." "Okay." "Must be nice." "Pretty girls falling into your lap like that." "Any luck with those armored car companies?" "Got a badger with a pistol?" "No, but this one..." "Has a bear with a shotgun." "Did you want a muffin, too?" "Hello, Arthur." "How you doing?" "I think you just dislocated my shoulder there, pallie." "Oh, yeah?" "If you're lucky, I'll pop it back in." "Oh, yeah?" "If you're lucky, maybe I won't kill you." "Where's your partner, Arthur?" "I don't know." "He should be around any minute now." "Please!" "Do what they say or they'll kill me!" "That's true." "You should listen to her." "He'll kill her." "He wants to." "Chip, drop the gun." "Let her go." "That's not gonna happen." "You know why?" "'Cause today is my day." "And if I want her to die on my day," "Chip there is going to kill her for me." "I made a promise to Mark Rawls that I'd get you back to prison, Arthur." "Yeah?" "I don't think so." "See, I don't feel that institution has anything more to teach me." "You gonna uncuff me?" "Wanna point those guns to the left, please?" "That's right." "Left." "That's a great getaway car." "Or follow car." "So, I want you to shoot it up for me." "You want us to shoot the..." "The car!" "That pretty Italian car." "I want you to put some police lead into it." "Now." "Now!" "Not bad!" "Now, I know you got more to give me than that." "I want you to get some!" "Now!" "Wanna get some!" "Wanna get some!" "Get some, get some, get some..." "Get some, get some, get some." "Wanna get some." "Wanna get some." "Get some, get some." "Can you feel it?" "Can you feel it?" "Can you feel it?" "Can you feel it?" "Can you feel it?" "Can you feel it?" "Can you feel it?" "Give me the baby." "Start the car." "Uh-uh!" "You shoot me, I shoot her." "They broke in." "Chip Lanter and this other guy, Tins?" "Chip's been here two years." "You all right?" "He's a good driver." "Is there an electronic trace on this truck we can use to track his movement?" "Yes, of course." "It's not coming up." "Chip must have disabled the transponders." "That car could be anywhere." "I'm really more of a leave-it-in kind of guy." "I've always heard pull it out." "Always?" "What about a corkscrew or a stingray barb?" "It's not a corkscrew, it's a pencil." "And it's a day's wait at the ER, so it's coming out right now." "You are so lucky, Olivia." "Why is that?" "Oh, to be so sure of things." "I used to be sure of things." "I can't imagine ever being that way again." "That's just the pencil talking, Ted." "You're gonna take it out, huh?" "All we need is some alcohol." "Not rubbing alcohol." "Drinking alcohol." "Now, what goes with a Yellow No. 2 pencil?" "I did it!" "I always knew I'd get out, get you, get this armored car." "Then the quake hits, and everyone runs to the ATMs." "But the ATMs run dry, so the bank needs to get all that extra cash out to the panicked populace." "That's a miracle, Chip, a seismic miracle." "You know what the best part is?" "They're gonna load it up for us." "Like a drive-through." "Yeah." "Like a drive-through." "Detectives." "There's something you should see." "Chip Lanter's personal security beacon." "All the guards carry one." "He's calling us for help." "Why would he do that?" "Where is he?" "Looks like somewhere in the Valley." " You're it?" " I'm it." "SWAT's camped out in front of the Federal Building in anticipation of some sort of civil unrest, and apparently the National Guard is off somewhere else." "So, it's just us." "Yeah, but I'm pretty pissed off." "Who is it?" "My guess." "It's Arthur Tins." "Chip was the driver." "Never really got to use his getaway car." "Yeah, looks like things didn't work out like he expected." "Okay." "All right." "Yeah." "All right, dispatch says since these two here are pretty well dead, it's gonna be awhile before they can send anybody over." "They're stretched pretty thin today." "All right, so they disagree about the cut, they start shooting at each other, and one of the shots hits the car's gas tank?" "Looks that way." "Yeah, but you think that's what happened?" "No." "I just said it looks that way." "Because you really have to be aiming if you want the gas tank to explode like that." "You really would." "And you really can't tell if that's Arthur Tins or not." "You really can't." "You know, he could have burned up half the cash" "And still walked away with a fortune." "He really could have." "But Tins is smart." "Why do such a bad job at faking your own death?" "Maybe he doesn't want us thinking he's dead." "Well, what does he want?" "He wants the next people to think he's dead." "The next people?" "Bobby, don't!" "Don't move!" "Bobby, don't move!" "Don't move, okay?" "Bobby, don't move." "Tins needs a bigger mess." "He needs more bodies." "Wait a sec." "There." "Uh-oh." "I open that door, and..." "...something goes boom." "Okay." "All right?" "Mmm-hmm." "Pull your hand away from the door." "Mmm-hmm." "Okay." "Walk away." "Mmm-hmm." "Oh!" "Charlie, I'm stuck." "My watch is tangled in the line." "All right." "Okay, don't move." "I'm gonna cut it." "No." "I'll cut it." "I'm the commanding officer here." "Give me the knife." "Step back." "Now, Detective, give me the knife." "Now stand back." "All right, Bobby." "You know, I always had a desire to be standing next to Jessica Alba when I died." "Yeah, I get that." "You pull the handle, the wire pulls the trigger," "and boom!" "Gas goes up." "He wanted the next people to think he was dead." "Yeah, the ones who came to clean us up." "That's why he invited us along here today." "Okay, so where is Arthur Tins now?" " They left her behind." " Who?" "June Brimmer." "The president of the armored car company." "They left her behind." "Maybe they didn't wanna bring her with 'em." "But what good is a hostage if you don't take 'em with you?" "Why did Tins leave her behind?" "Maybe" "Tins didn't disable the armored car's transponder." "Maybe Brimmer told us he disabled it." "Maybe Tins left Brimmer behind 'cause he didn't want the LAPD to go looking for that armored car." "Maybe you two should go pay a visit to June Brimmer." "Stark and I will baby-sit the bacon." "What?" "Think I'd leave you here alone with all this cash?" "You have a pencil in your hand." "I do." "But you know, now that I look at it, you can hardly notice it." "Really, maybe it's not so bad." "Maybe I'm going to have a glove made." "A special glove to fit the pencil." "You're not having a special glove made." "You're having the pencil taken out of your hand." "Ah, but maybe now you've had too much to drink to pull out the pencil." "Are you kidding me?" "I pull pencils better this way." "Hmm." "Are you ready?" "Olivia." "Ted?" "You know, when I woke up at the bottom of the stairs, and I saw this," "it was not Charlie that I thought of calling first." "Ted." "Don't say it's the pencil talking because it's not the pencil talking." "It's me talking." "I wanted to call you, Olivia." "Ted," "I'm marrying Charlie's father." "Yeah." "Why haven't you yet?" "It's not the pencil talking." "It's not the pencil talking." "Ted?" "Yes?" "I'm so sorry." "Don't be." "Don't be." "Not for this." "For this." "Detectives." "Hi, June." "How are you feeling?" "Okay." "Just spending time with my family." "You like music, huh?" "I'm more about old school stuff." "The Beatles." "I really like their second movie." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "Okay, well, we'd just like to ask you some questions..." "You know, if you could come by the office tomorrow, that'd be great." "Thank you." "You're welcome." "The Beatles' second movie was Help!" "You moron." "Hey, June, why don't you show our guests in?" "Come on in." "Sit down." "Hey, you doing okay there?" "Of course Simon's okay." "You're okay." "Why don't you let Simon come and stand over here by me?" "Oh, I don't know." "Maybe after dinner." "Where's your partner?" "She should be here any minute." "Call for backup?" "Gonna get the SWAT all set up on the perimeter?" "You came here this morning, took over the house, set up camp." "You really should get in on this." "I mean, you can't have any of the crunchy part, but she'll scoop you up some of the gooey stuff in the middle if you want." "Won't you, cupcake?" "I know what you wanted to happen to us in that warehouse, Arthur." "I'm sorry about that." " I'll live." " Maybe." "Or maybe I'll kill you." "Why don't you show me your other hand, Arthur?" "See, it'd be better for all concerned if your partner would come on in here." "No." "It'd be better for all concerned if your partner were to come on in here." "Is there someone else in here?" "You leave someone here, Arthur?" "Leave someone while you were out and about?" "Come on!" "Don't be shy now." "Now you get to see something really good." "Dude, you didn't tell me there was macaroni and cheese." "Dude." "Crete was just keeping Mr. Mom company upstairs." "He'd been crying." "A son shouldn't have to see his dad like that." "Take him to the car, Crete." "We're going." "Actually, why don't you stay here with us, Crete?" "How you doing?" "Where you been?" "What's the matter, honey?" "No SWAT?" "Oh, I forgot." "Major seismic disturbance." "And you and your understaffed police force." "Now, if I could vote, which I can't," "I'd vote yes." "More cops." "Just so you know." "Now, we're going for a little family drive." "I'd invite you all, this family's got a big old SUV, but there's already a bunch of us going." "Now, I was gonna take off tonight and leave in the dark, you know, but I suppose we should go right now before the gas prices get any higher." "Crete, you know Chip is dead?" "Yeah, that was the plan." "Kill Chip." " What about the other guy?" " What other guy?" " Hey, Crete." " Donnie Wayne Johnson." "The third man you two escaped with." "Where is he?" "Hey, Crete!" "They're trying to trick you, mess with your head." "You ignore them." "He'd be right if there was no third man, but there was a third man." "You, and Arthur, and Donnie, all busted out this morning." "What did Arthur do with Donnie?" " Crete, go to the car." " Arthur killed Donnie, and used his body to fake his death." "Crete, go to the car!" "Arthur, where's Donnie, man?" "On his way back from the warehouse." "Well, he'd be back by now." "But he's not coming back, is he, Arthur?" "He kills his partners, Crete." "Donnie, Chip, you, sooner or later." "My guess is sooner." "Arthur, where is Donnie?" "Crete, as God is my witness, we are a team." "Why don't you go ahead and give him a call?" "Call him on the phone, Crete." "Go ahead, give Donnie a call, just to say hi." "Arthur!" "Where is Donnie?" "He's at the warehouse." "What?" "You kill me?" "I can't kill you, Arthur." "Remember?" "You're already dead." "Oh, yeah." "Okay." "I'll see you later then, Crews." "What are you sitting on?" " Earthquake kit." " Mmm." "I can live out of this thing for five days." "Water, radio, blankets, food." "It's got a seat." "So after you empty out the bucket, you can use it as a toilet." "You stepped up to a car full of explosives, but earthquakes scare you?" "The earth cracking open, that I don't get." "Messed up things people do?" "That, Detective, I understand." "Don't you?" "This isn't even a weight-bearing wall." " What?" " What?" "Did you feel that?"