FBI

There you are.

- Oh, thank you. - Great.

Can I get you anything else?

No. All set.

Okay.

Oh, I'm sorry.

What is the pink stuff next to the hummus?

- It's called lift. Pickled turnips.

It tastes better than it sounds...

and looks. Promise.

- Thank you. - Enjoy.

- To buying our first apartment.

I can't believe we did it.

It's sort of insane.

But in a good way.

Cheers.

- Everyone, get out! Now!

Bomb went off at 12:55.

One dead. Five injured.

- I had dinner on my 10th birthday here.

You grew up here?

- Yeah. Five blocks north.

28th and Steinway.

This place was the hub.

The center of the whole community.

What else do we know about the bombing?

Not much.

A witness said someone yelled,

"Everyone, get out! Bomb!"

And ERT is looking for remnants of the IED.

- Looks like NYPD's running point.

Hate Crimes is all over the scene talking to witnesses.

- Think you got some bad intel, detective.

NYPD will be supporting us.

I just hung up with the mayor and police commissioner.

SAC Isobel Castille.

Nice to meet you.

Let's dig in.

I'd love to have a suspect in custody by end of the day.

- All right, people, listen up. We got one dead, five injured.

Name of the restaurant is Samra's,

located in the heart of Little Egypt,

Astoria, Queens. Best baba ganoush in the city.

Question number one, is this political or personal?

Is it about the owner or someone else in the restaurant?

Or is someone trying to make a statement?

Ann, let's get the names of all the active

white supremacy groups in the area.

Mary, pull up any interesting chatter,

anyone talking smack,

puffing out his or her digital chest.

Sara, you want to dig into the owner of the restaurant,

his financials, his family life?

Let's go, people.

Let's hit the phones, the screens, the wires.

We need answers fast.

- Nails, razors, ball bearings. I'm shocked it was so potent.

This is really just a crude, unsophisticated, lethal mess.

- If she's also an Instagram model from Atlanta

with a turtle tattoo at the nape of her neck,

then you literally just described my ex-girlfriend.

Thanks for the intel.

- Stuart Scola. Your new partner.

- Oh, great, you two have already met.

Stuart, what's up? Good to see you.

Yeah, good to see you, too.

- Stuart and I crossed paths on a case up in Boston,

what, five years ago? - Appreciate the call.

You know, been looking to get back to New York for a while.

Glad it worked out.

Now this...

This is for you.

Oh, wow.

It's really official.

Mm-hmm.

And celebration complete.

We need you in Astoria.

Boots on the ground of the crime scene.

Yeah? - Okay.

Hey, Kris.

You know, now that you're an actual agent,

you should probably bring your gun.

Yeah.

- I don't know what this world is coming to, Omar.

I've been in business 32 years, before you were even born,

and now, I don't even know what to say.

- What about your personal life?

You have any issues or problems that have come up?

No, my life is simple.

I go to work, go home, sleep, then do it all over again.

- Did you hear a man yell something before the explosion?

Yes, one of the waiters.

He screamed for everyone to get out.

He must've seen something. His name is Joseph Nasser.

- Mr. Samra, if you need anything, anything...

Please. Call me.

I appreciate that, Omar.

We're all very proud of you.

Your father would be, too.

He always said you would be...

a big deal some day.

- Joseph, I'm Special Agent Maggie Bell.

This is Special Agent Zidan.

Uh, yeah, hi.

Can you tell us what you saw before

you yelled for everyone to get out?

I was headed for the kitchen,

and I saw this kid, about 20,

out of the corner of my eye, just looking around.

He dropped something on the floor,

and hurried out, and I looked

and saw a backpack on the floor.

And then I started yelling for people to get out.

- Why did you think it was a bomb?

Just a feeling.

- Did you get a good look at this kid?

White, around six feet tall.

And when he ran out, he jumped into a pickup truck.

I think it was black.

- If you think of anything else.

- Hopefully one of these cameras has video

of that black pickup truck.

Yeah, let's hope.

- Your building has several security cameras facing south.

We'd love to review that video.

You got a search warrant?

We can certainly get one,

but we'd rather not waste all that time.

- Right, 'cause the FBI cares so much about Muslims.

Excuse me?

- You spend half your time hiding out in our communities,

trying to entrap us, turn us into

these evil terrorists you think we really are.

- Look, we're just trying to help here.

Help?

Help out by how, by kicking down our doors?

Or spying on our mosques?

You harass and belittle us for no reason whatsoever.

I gotta disagree with you

on the no reason whatsoever thing.

I mean, let's face it.

There's a reason that our scrutiny

of this community has increased.

- Oh, here we go again with this 9/11 talk.

Those men were terrorists.

They don't speak for real Muslims.

- And anyone on this earth with half a brain

knows that to be true.

See, what I'm saying is it happened.

And I know it happened, man.

Because my brother died that day.

He was having breakfast on the top floor,

selling muni bonds to some guy from London named Howard Betts.

I'm sorry to hear that.

- Look, sir, all we want to do

is nail the dude who blew up that restaurant

and killed that young woman.

So we'd really love to see that surveillance video.

Okay.

Come with me.

- Hey...I'm sorry about your brother.

Don't be.

Made it up.

Okay.

- So the black pickup that we saw on the surveillance video

right here comes back to this house four doors down.

Owner is Maureen Murphy.

She's 46, white.

She has one son, Justin.

He's 22 and 5'11".

- That matches the description the waiter gave us.

Yeah.

Okay, let's call for backup.

No.

Let's hit it now.

- Okay. Let's hit it now.

FBI!

Don't move!

- Justin Murphy, you're under arrest.

For what?

- For blowing up my favorite restaurant.

And for killing an ER nurse named Victoria.

Yeah.

- One dead, five injured.

So you are staring at a life sentence or worse.

- Worse? What's that mean?

Death.

Well, that ain't so bad.

- Well, if it ain't so bad, then why didn't you strap

that bomb to your chest and go out like a hero?

- Because white folk are too smart for that.

Only crazy Arabs do crap like that.

So you admit to the bombing?

I didn't admit to nothing...

except for hating bible-thumping Muslims.

If you're gonna hate someone,

you should probably know who you're actually hating.

Muslims don't read the Bible, Justin.

You're right.

I'm not here to give you a tutorial.