05x10 - Brothers in Arms

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There's kinda been a big change in my life.

I got problems of my own.

You're my dad, Jake. We don't need to make a big thing out of it.

I have a sixteen year old daughter.

So it's kind of a big thing for me.

I always wanted to be part of the Doyle family by human blood.

I'm in charge.

I think I've told you this a hundred times.

Jimmy! Look out!

[Crash]

And don't be afraid to send me that Jake Doyle. I mean, if you're-- finished with him.

I'm not the green little girl cop you left behind all those years ago.

Go.

[Ring]

I'm busy.

Doing nothing, maybe. You know, I'm getting pretty pissed off being the only breadwinner around here.

This is a profession. Not a hobby.

Look. I'm just--

I'm waiting for someone okay. So...

Leave me alone.

Waiting, huh? Jumping on Leslie ten seconds after her and Callum break up?

Low. Even for you.

It's not Leslie.

But it still isn't work, is it?

No. I don't-- It's just--

I think I'm on a date.

Maybe. I don't know.

It's an old friend. She was in the Academy with me, so...

The Academy.

So, no other women from, say, the present time or anything to do with you?

Now that's just really sad.

You have me on speaker phone with Sloan in the room?

She needed a good laugh from her Poppy.

Hi Sloan. Uh, ignore your grandfather, alright?

Are we still gonna hang this weekend?

Hang? Yeah. Sounds like a plan.

Hello?

Jake. Hi!

Sydney. How are you doing? Why are you running?

The government. They're after me.

The gov--?

Get in the car. They're right behind me.

Oh, ho ho. Syd.

Calm down a second.

Jimmy: Stop! Gimme that girl.

Stop!

Jimmy O'Rourke?

Am I seeing--

Jimmy O'Rourke is chasing you?

You can't let him take me.

I think you have Jimmy confused with someone a lot more threatening like-- a stone pigeon.

We have to go now. You need to trust me, Jake.

Do not steal my car.

Then, you better get in.

Jimmy: Jake Doyle?

I don't believe it.

I shoulda known you would be involved in this.

Jake: Jimmy,

Wolf--

I'm not involved in anything.

Jake. Do not get in that car.

This is an international matter.

Don't make me use lethal--

Jimmy! Look out!

Not this time!

[Crash]

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You just ran over a federal agent with my car. Wait. Wait.

Aren't you working with the Feds in intelligence or something like that?

[Screech]

What I'm about to tell you is highly classified, Jake.

I don't care.

Someone high up is planning a false flag event.

That's when a rogue element of the government creates a thr*at and blames somebody else for it.

I know what it is.

I still don't care. Now stop this car.

I think it's going to involved a cyber theft.

Look-- last I heard, you were working as an analyst or something, not a field agent. So, when you called me, I actually thought you were asking me on a date.

Oh, that's so sweet.

I would love to go on a date with you.

You know what? Let me call Jimmy and straighten this whole thing out.

No. No one can be trusted.

Even if Jimmy's not involved, you'd be putting him at risk.

She says after she runs him over with my car.

Ah great. They're tailing us. That's Jimmy and Wolf behind us in that gray sedan.

Listen. Throw her in neutral. We're gonna switch places. Come on.

Nice.

Yeah, yeah. Just--

Listen. We're gonna lose this tail.

And then you can tell me what's going on, all right?

Piece of cake.

I can help you with that.

Jimmy, how's the leg?

I'm gonna cover Jake in butter and tickle him to death.

Right on.

What are you gonna do with that?

Any car with an on-board CPU can be easily hacked.

So...

[Bang]

Ohh!

There.

My nose!

Shagger. It just shut down.

Ahhh! Ahhh, Wolf!

That's not bad, actually.

Where to now?

To a party. Why do you think I asked you to wear something pretty?

Hey. Hey. Ready to paint the pad?

Or whatevs. You like that? Paint the pad.

That's how I talk now.

No. And sorry. I got called into work early.

So--
No painting for me.

What a drag.

Okay. No worries. I hate painting too.

Actually, I loves painting. And hey, hey--

I want the place to be really nice for you, okay? So--

Do you have any tips

Or colours you're allergic to?

Just-- Do whatever makes you happy, Des. It's your place.

Paint. Don't paint. Whatever.

Hey, hey. Hey.

Is everything okay?

Did I do something wrong?

'Cause if I did, I'm really sorry.

No.

Everything's fine.

See ya later.

So, I'm under arrest?

Not exactly.

Jimmy, do you want to go to the hospital?

And get an X-Ray or something?

I'm fine. Ow.

So he's not under arrest.

Jimmy: Yes.

No. Maybe. Or whatnot.

But your son--
Jake?

He will be under arrest.

As soon as I find his leather jacket wearing back.

Just tell us where he is and save Jimmy from having a heart att*ck here.

Apparently, he's on a date.

A date? What is that? Code for harbouring a fugitive?

No. It's not.

Sydney Morrison. World class hacker.

AKA The Master Plumber.

And you people are going to help me find her.

And little stupid Jake face.

So you're gonna kidnap Malachy.

Now, now. Don't go making it all dirty.

Jimmy: How can I make you understand the importance of finding Jake, and stopping an international incident?

Mal: You can hire me at our standard international incident rate.

That's very funny. Hilarious even.

And payment up front.

Jimmy: Oh, payment will be upon-- you know, delivery-- of him and her.

So shut up and let's go.

Fred Patil: Thank you for supporting

Stella's Circle. It is such a good cause.

Sydney: That's Fred Patil.

This is his place. So be nice.

Okay, listen. Sydney.

I need you to stop doing whatever it is that you're doing.

Okay.

There's no time to explain right now.

But this is very serious.

And I have choice so--

That's all I can say right now.

Okay?

No. It's not okay. What are we doing here?

Fred is connected with this whole thing.

Let's talk to him.

No.

Act natural, handsome.

Hi there, Fred.

It's Sydney Morrison.

You remember my husband, Jake.

He's one of your gold donors.

And a top private investigator.

I used to dabble in the same field.

I'm retired now. But I-- do miss it.

You're not on the clock right now, I hope, are you Jake?

Well, you obviously have a lot in common, so I'll go get us some drinks, honey.

And let you two swap w*r stories.

Back in a flash.

I'm always keen to meet other security professionals.

Tell me, do you have a fetish with the gadgets too?

Listen, um...

Excuse me.

Something tells me we didn't come here to give to charity.

Get your hands off of me!

Jake: Hey!

What the hell is going on?

Take your hand off her wrist right now.

Alright. Just stay out of this.

And what is this, exactly?

Is that supposed to mean something to me?

I caught her with this.

Jake, this is not what it seems.

Sure it is.

This woman's under arrest.

And you just happened to be here at this party.

What a coincidence.

It's no coincidence.

Look, you have no idea who this woman really is.

I have a warrant right here--

Oh no.

Jimmy: Out of the way, Doyle.

Jake: No, no, no. Jim. I don't think that's a good idea!

Jimmy: Arrgh! Arrgh!

Does he ever, you know, look before he leaps?

Wolf: Not to my knowledge, no.

A little help.

Mal: That's some date you got going, son.

She seems awfully familiar.

Come on now.

All my weight is in my face.

I gotta go! See ya.

Give me a hand, Mal, will ya? My back's not the best.

Well, that's up to Jimmy here.

Mal, Malachy. Mr. Doyle sir, please.

You really want my help?

Ow--

Time to raise my clearance level.

I don't have that kind of power.

Well, best of luck with it.

No. Okay, wait!

Clearance granted.

Huh?!

Please get out.

Come on.

I'd have taken your GTO, seeing as it's more stylish, but--

This one was hackable.

I think it's time that you and I had a "You tell me the truth and I decide if I believe you" conversation. Let's go.

Jake: So Jimmy says you're some kind of master hacker?

The Master Plumber. One of ten super hackers in the whole world.

Wow. That's pretty impressive.

It would be, if I was the Master Plumber.

So-- you're not?

No.

Okay, what about this Fed? Emerson.

He said that you stole diamonds.

He's in on it too.

Why do you think he pulled his g*n?

The whole false flag thing. The cyber hacker event.

Yes.

You have to believe me. You have to keep them away from me.

Help me stop it, Jake.

Sydney.

Why me?

You've always been the only person I could trust.

The Master Plumber's identity has never been revealed.

What if she's lying?

If she is the Master Plumber, this is a huge deal.

Well, if it's true, it explains why Jimmy's here.

I gotta say man, I've know her since the Academy.

She's wild and unpredictable, yes, but--

She's a really good person.

Yeah. So is the Master Plumber.

She's famous for transferring funds from CEO's bank accounts-- to Children's Hospitals.

Oh, and get this. She was even the bot herder-- for the Samhause DoD att*cks.

[Ring]

Hey there.

So is Jimmy still paying you to be his, you know, gentleman companion?

You're in way over your head on this one, son.

I remembered who that girl was.

Sydney Morrison?

Last time you two hung out, there was literally fireworks.

Okay, I've said this a million times.

We didn't know they'd all go off at the same time, alright?

Besides, I just-- I can't turn her over to Jimmy yet.

I gotta figure out if she's telling the truth or not.

Whatever you're about to say is classified.

Probably.

Give my Sydney, Jake.

Or what?

Or, I'll sh**t your Dad.

Do it. I don't care.

Doyle. Old pal.

Listen.

We need to meet.

Now, in person, somewhere neutral.

Fine. Meet me at Hava Java cafe in about ten minutes.

Hey. I make the rules. I'm the decider-- er.

Alright Jimmy. You decide where we're gonna meet.

Maybe this Hava Java place will work.

Excellent choice.

I'll text you the address.

You'll sh**t his dad.

I wasn't gonna do it.

It's okay, Jimmy.

It just means more hazard pay.

I'll add it on to your invoice.

Sydney: He's dangerous.

Be careful they don't flip you.

Yeah. I'll look out for that.

Do me a favour, will you?

Check into Emerson. See what you can find?

Yeah, sure. I'll talk to my contacts in the Feds.

And Des, keep your eyes on her at all times.

And don't let her near anything with a chip in it.

Especially cell phones.

I can't believe I might be in the same room as the Master Plumber.

You still think it's me?

Maybe.

I can't speak to that. But--

I feel like I understand why she--

Or he-- does what they do.

Me too. Totally. Why?

Even out the odds.

The Master Plumber takes from people who have everything.

And gives it to those who do not.

What, like a modern day hacking Robin Hood.

You don't think she'd actually do anything to hurt anyone do you?

Maybe if she was backed into a corner.

Or if she had no choice.

Hey, hey, hey.

Just checking the time.

Well it's--
Don't touch o'clock.

And you know, I may not have caused any nation wide black outs.

But I do possess some pretty legit hacktivist chops myself.

Do tell.

Well, You know Buy Nothing Day?

The mass on-line event protesting consumerism.

That was you?

Yeah, no.

But I didn't buy a thing that day.

[Ring]

Oh, hi--

Tinny.

Tinny. Yes. Yes. I knows you.

Des, I just wanted to say--

If you wanted some privacy, I can just--

No, you can't leave.

Tinny: What?

Des, who is that?

No one. It's just some potentially world renowned super hot hacker woman.

Who might bring down the world.

So, anyway-- Or, it's just the wind.

I gotta go. I gotta go.

Hey, hey, hey.

Not so fast. Not so fast.

You. You are always, always, in every conceivable way, a huge flaw in my ointment.

Okay.

See? See?

This is my problem.

It's all attitude.

When you have no business-es having any attitude at all.

Right.

Do you need me to tell you how much trouble you're in?

Is that rhetorical?

Oh don't get him started on that.

I am never rhetorical.

I am anti-rhetorical, if anything.

Now. Where is she?

I have an itchy throat.

And I don't have time to explain the severity of the situation to you.

You got me?

Wolf: Look Jake.

I likes you. We both do.

But this is serious.

Exactly.

Lots of lives are at stake here, Jake.

So hurry up. And come clean.

And if you do--
For old times sake--

I might just forget all the trouble you put me through.

B'ys. Honestly.

I got dragged into this whole thing against my will.

I have no idea why Sydney was running from you.

Or any other details. Sorry.

Is he okay?

Don't change the subject.

Maybe you could give me some details.

And I'll fill in the blanks.

No this is classified.

Do you smell that?

Gimme that. Gimme that!

Protect the list?

What list?

Jimmy are you alright, or what?

Do you have any allergies?

Like I'd tell you.

You'd use it against me.

Against me. Oh, my God, my throat is closing.

What are you allergic to?

Is it itchy in here?

He's allergic to peanuts.

Not just peanuts. All nuts.

No one seems to get that!

This is almond milk.

Buddy, someone's trying to k*ll you.

Do you have an allergy pen?

Give it to me, quick!

It looks like you hacked our firewall.

And got info on the internal network.

And then sent our current location to a smartphone.

Kinda like a penetration test.

A lot like a penetration test.

I'm sorry, Des.

I feel so violated. And impressed.

You're her, aren't you? The Master-- The Mistress--

Of Plumbing.

Just as advertised.

Hey, hey.

First off-- it's called knocking.

Secondly, she's not going anywhere.

Actually, I am.

And so are you.

No.

Please. I need him alive.

That's not part of the plan.

I have a third option.

But we can talk about that later.

Jimmy: Jake! Jake, what are you doing?

He could die, Jake.

No, actually, he's got about five minutes before death sets in.

And I want some answers.

[Muffled]
Answers about what?

This is rotten, Jake, b'y.

Emerson. Who is he?

No. That is classified.

He worked with us. Years ago.

Trained with us, okay? Now give me the pen!

Alright. Have either one of you used one of these before?

No.

Okay. Stand him up. Quick!

Now.

Pull down his pants.

What was that now?

Take off his pants or he's gonna die!

Underwear too.

No underwear!

Gross.

Underwear!

Here.

s*ab him once. And then--

s*ab a bunch more times.

No! No! No!

Arrgh!

Arrgh! Arrgh!

Arrgh! Arrgh! Arrgh!

I coulda jabbed him through the jeans, couldn't I?

No idea, honestly, but it's the little things that...

[Ring]

Emerson's got Des and Sydney.

He's gonna use them to get the list.

Once he gets the list-- Des is expendable.

Jimmy: You're unbelievable.

Unbelievable!

Jake: As long as you learned something[/i]

Jimmy. That's the main thing.

Learning! You coulda k*lled me.

And it was perverted.

It was pretty funny, Jimmy. I'm just saying.

We need more info if we're gonna find Des.

No. No more info.

This is classified.

Look. I don't care what's arbitrarily classified or not classified in your head, Jimmy.

Are you gonna help up find Des or not?

Emerson and Sydney are obviously working together.

What do they want?

They're after a list.

Jimmy: A list of cover identities.

With more than a hundred active undercover agents embedded around the world.

Not just names. Complete files.

Including current locations?

Jake: Why would Sydney be tangled up in something like this? I mean, she works for Government Intelligence.

Oh. Sydney forgot to tell you, Jake.

She hasn't worked for the government for a month.

She's played you like an idiot violin.

Ow!

What happened with her?

She was forced out over allegations... that she's the Master Plumber.

Emerson. Rogue Federal Agent. What's the story with him?

He was with our team. I trained him.

So he's highly skilled.

And extremely dangerous.

The list is hidden digitally in the main frame computer system.

It's the most secure and reliable place to have it.

Jake: You need a master hacker to be able to access it.

If there's a top secret government mainframe in St.

John *** will find it.

Rose: Hey.

I just got a hit on Patil.

He's a retired intelligence officer.

Director level.

Sydney wasn't at that fund raiser to steal those diamonds.

We finally agree on something, Doyle.

Come on.

Jake: Looks like Sydney patched into this.

Patil: It's a retinal scanner.

I got an employee discount--

You need a retinal scanner because--

I miss the gadgets. And the life of intrigue.

A rectal scanner?

[Beep beep.]

I'm late for a best-ball foursome.

Don't touch anything inside the vault.

It's pressure sensitive.

What does that mean?

Can you explain to me why your ex-partner is starting a world w*r?

Honestly? I don't know, Jake.

I thought, as brothers-in-arms.

There was something between Emerson and me.

Gimme that.

How dangerous is he?

I mean, what's Des up against? Seriously.

I thought I knew him.

But now, I don't know anymore.

I think you actually need a brain for it to work.

You know, he confirmed that nothing was taken.

From what I know of Sydney, she doesn't keep anything she hacks.

She gives everything away to the poor.

I still can't figure out how she can be tangled up in all this.

Jimmy: So-- She showed she could heist the diamonds.

Then she gave them back.

To break into a bedroom vault? That's not much of a challenge for her.

Do not touch anything.

How many times have we been over this?

I'm in charge.

Stop the ordering of me.

Buddy, what's his name?

Patil.

Patil's eyeballs.

Sydney wasn't trying to gain access to this vault.

She wanted the retinal scanner.

That's why the panel was loose outside.

She needed the data from the eyeball scanner thing.

[Ring]

It's government property.

Dad, what do you got?

We've narrowed down possible locations for the mainframe.

Based on some unique hardware requests.

Let me guess. A retinal scanner.

Yes.

With the data Sydney got from the eyeball scanner, she can access the mainframe.

Jimmy, don't touch that!

What? It wasn't me.

Ahh!

Sydney: And I said the government had no imagination.

Find the door.

The signal's autojamming.

Very impressive.

Can you cr*ck it-- in less than four minutes?

That's how long you said the cameras would hold on the cloned footage.

Yeah. I'll get it.

Okay. No tricks.

If I even smell betrayal in your mind, you know what will happen.

What's he talking about?

Nothing. What are you looking at?

Oh, just the fines on these books are gonna be ridiculous.

These are all library books.

Like someone bought them to use as props.

And they said it couldn't be done.

So arrogant they didn't even beef up security.

Oh, I'm going straight to hell.

Right after Jake fires me, of course.

Ow.

It looks so small from the other--

Sydney: This is what it's like to be a field agent.

Plumber. You got twenty minutes.

To make history.

I am aware that there's an unwritten code.

No telling tales out of school.

Plus all that top secret stuff--

I can't break the code, Rose.

I know.

I know.

But it would certainly help Jake bring Des back if you could tell me What Jimmy means to Emerson.

Do you have the file or not?

You're out now. Let it go.

I'm afraid I can't do that.

You have until tonight.

Wolf: The boss'll k*ll me.

I can't say anything.

Okay. So you're gonna help me. You just can't speak.

Every time you take a sip. That's a yes. Okay.

Is Jimmy responsible for Emerson going rogue?

That's a no.

Where they on a mission together?

Yeah. Did something go wrong?

Okay.

Would Emerson k*ll Des?

What does that mean?

It means there's not enough sugar in the coffee.

What are you doing?

I'm conserving air. Please don't talk.

I will remain silent as well.

We'll see how long that lasts.

You know this whole time--

You haven't made one redhead joke.

It's quite impressive.

Considering it's your go-to insult.

Yeah, well.

You know what's really, really crazy?

Besides Emerson?

Do you know that in 100 years there may not be any redheads left in the planet?

Due to our extraordinary, yet recessive gene.

Can you imagine that? Can you imagine?

I may be the last of me.

How tragic.

So how's Leslie?

What happened to your whole "I'm conserving air" thing?

Just trying to catch up. Is that so wrong?

Okay, look.

She's married to a dead guy, who turned out to be not dead.

Happy?

Sounds complicated.

And to further complicate things--

I have a new daughter.

Jake! Congrats, man. That's excellent. How many months?

Sixteen.

Years.

Actually, now that I think about it...

Leslie's now divorced.

In the time you just told me that?

Stay on your side.

Jimmy. There are no sides.

There's just you and me trapped in this vault because of you.

And I'm just trying to get us out of here.

Now, now, now, now. Jimmy.

What was that?

Is there blood?

I can't clock properly without air.

It turns out your head is good for something.

What are you doing with that?

Looks like our man wanted to *** some money *** bedroom safe.

Gyp-rock is a heluva lot cheaper than reinforced steel.

Is that it?

Where'd it go?

Help me find it, Des.

Sure. I can find anything.

I was the Regional Scavenger Hunt Champion.

We almost went to the Nationals.

Sydney: The mainframe just had a panic att*ck and destroyed the file.

Is that going to be a problem?

It only does that when *** exists somewhere in this office.

Sydney: Exactly.

Des: And the mainframe just told us where that somewhere is.

Follow me.

This is why he's here.

Jake: Yeah.

So Jake. Emerson isn't just a rogue Fed.

He was on Jimmy's team when a mission went bad.

So it's personal.

Looks like it.

Are we there yet?

I gotta go. Look, you know, *** and count to a hundred to yourself.

The only copy of this list in a fail safe somewhere in this office.

What does that mean? Where is it?

It may have been written to a flash drive.

I don't see a flash drive.

You have three minutes.

I don't have to tell you what it means if we get caught.

No way! I always wanted one of these guys.

I saw one of these in the last Hack-In-A-Box Convention.

Government Intelligence is really up on their gear.

Oh, we are at the top of Mount Everest--

Of hacking, I mean.

And criminal activity.

Toss it to me.

I should have known this was coming.

Over here.

On the floor.

Both of you.

Down.

Jeez!

Ow!

The Master Plumber and her accomplice-- have scaled their final mountain.

They have?

Accomplice?

Oh man. Jake is gonna k*ll me.

You can let him go. I'll do whatever else you need me to do.

When the Feds came, they had a message for them.

We won't say anything if you don't?

No. No. No! I don't want it!

I don't want it!

Oomph!

I've been wanting to do that since we first met.

As for our deal? You can die knowing your family didn't.

Oomph!

Right on schedule, Jimmy.

It's like I know you better than you know yourself.

Well, the joke's on you, Emerson, because I don't really know myself.

I should just punch you in the face, right now.

Jake: It's obvious that you two have a lot of catching up to do.

So, if you'll just tell me where my friends are--

Or we can stay here and go down memory lane.

Obviously Jimmy is annoying to the point that you wanna k*ll him. But think about it.

You have so much history together.

You were in the same unit.

You're not helping me, Jake.

Yes, we were.

Isn't that right, Jimmy?

Jake: Look Pally.

Just tell me where Des is.

[Des muffled.] Hmmm!

Don't worry. You'll find them together.

Now that's a good friend.

This is what you want.

Are you willing to leave him behind to die in order to complete your mission?

Jake stop!

No, Jimmy, Jimmy!

Nobody move.

Des, buddy. Don't panic.

Stay with me.

Your vest. Gimme your vest.

Stay still.

Calm down.

Okay. This is gonna hurt.

Slowly--
Drop it into the vest.

Now!

[Boom.]

You're welcome.

That was intense!

I told you he'd come for me.

So, Emerson's got the list?

Yeah. With the identities of more than a hundred undercover agents.

And everyone on it is dead, if we don't get it back.

Leslie: Emerson has the list?

He's got the real names and current locations of undercover agents embedded around the world.

Something like that would be priceless.

Wouldn't Emerson try and sell it to the highest bidder?

We don't know what his next move is yet.

But if that list goes public, everyone one it will be dead within hours.

I'll put an APB out for Emerson.

Hopefully we'll get lucky.

It's good to see you again, Corporal.

So if you two aren't a thingy at the moment--

Don't say another word. Or I'll cut your tongue out.

Let's go talk to Sydney.

Let's do it.

Wait.

I need a minute, with you. Out here.

Des: Hey, when this is all over,

I gotta tell you about my Plumbing exploits, I kissed Grayson.

You k*lled Grayson?

I kissed Grayson.

What?

I mean, he kissed me,

But--
It happened.

Are you going to tear my hear out?

'Cause I'd really rather you didn't do that.

No. Of course not, but--

What we're doing scares me, Des.

Tinny, a lot of things scare me, okay?

Like Jake-- silently standing over my bed at night when he finds out about us. But you know what doesn't scare me? The thought of me and you-- hanging out.

In my new, freshly painted aqua blue pad. You're favourite colour, by the way.

So-- Are we okay?

Yeah. I should confess, though. I've been flirting--

pretty heavily myself, lately.

Can we promise--

It'll never happen again.

What's the deal with Emerson?

Is he gone off the deep end?

I don't know.

Jake, he was a good agent.

Smart, worked hard.

A guy you can really rely on.

But, things changed when a mission went sideways.

How sideways?

It was an asset extraction in South America. It was routine. Until the extraction point got compromised.

And Emerson was left behind.

The mission came first.

The Feds disavowed any knowledge of him-- or his connection to the unit.

And I guess he took it kind of personally.

So now he wants revenge on every undercover agent on that list?

Maybe. Or at least the guys from our unit.

You guys gotta come see this.

Jake: His real name is Elvis?

Wolf's cover is blown.

And it's all my fault.

This was leaked on-line five minutes ago.

He's gotta disappear.

We gotta get him to a safe house before he's busted.

He can lay low at my office. He'll be safe there.

How do we know that this leak came from the list--

that Emerson stole?

There was a video.

Congratulations Jimmy.

You just made your first difficult choice.

Now here's another one.

I'll release another name from the list every hour unless we meet.

You and me.

Alone.

[Ring]

Jake: Dad. Emerson-- outed Wolf. And now he's coming for Jimmy.

So it's revenge. Pretty extreme.

Seems like he's after everybody from his old unit.

Any idea where Emerson's hiding?

No, but I'm gonna send you a video.

And listen, see if you can use it to pinpoint his location. Okay?

Call me if you find out anything.

Okay. We'll let you know when we have something.

We don't have anymore time, Jake.

I know what I need to do to make this right.

Wait.

Emerson is insane.

If you go after him, he's gonna k*ll you. And--

I know we've had our differences,

Jimmy.

But I actually don't want you to die. Sue me.

We got a hit on that car matching the description Des gave us.

It was found near Witless Bay off Highway Fifty.

Jimmy: The bad news is, it's b*rned out.

He knows what he's doing.

Switches vehicles. Leaves no trace of evidence.

How do we get information out of Miss Refuses to Talk in there?

I'll--

Do you mind if we kind of...

Do you mind if I talk to her--

for a minute?

I heard you were married to a dead guy who turned out not to be dead.

Yeah, that came out a lot less smoothly than I wanted it--

to, you know, come out.

I'll be...

I'm gonna--

Is it... if? Yeah.

We've had quite the reunion, haven't we, Jake?

It's too bad we didn't go on a proper date.

That would have been fun, huh?

Jake: Yeah.

How in God's name did you get tangled up in all of this?

The hacking? Or--

Or putting all those agents lives at risk.

Emerson found out who I was. He's blackmailing me.

He said he'd k*ll my mother and my sister if I didn't help him.

Why didn't you go to the cops?

If I did, he'd have had them k*lled.

You don't know this guy. He's as dangerous as they come.

I had no other choice.

You gotta help me find him.

Just think about all the lives that are at stake here.

You're not a k*ller.

No. I'm not.

Let's take this maniac down.

We need to get her a laptop.

Can we trust her with one?

Probably not. But it's our only chance.

Where is Jimmy?

Emerson?

Emerson: I'm impressed, Jimmy.

You got stones.

See, I like this w*apon.

Old school.

Five in the chamber.

We can end this now.

Just give me the list.

That's exactly what I'm gonna do, Jimmy.

End this.

Jake: Des. I need a location on Emerson.

Copy. We're on it.

The flash drive that Sydney gave Emerson has files on it.

And I was able to track the *** signal before, so I will be able to do it again.

Can you get me some coordinates?

Des: The best we can give you is that he's somewehere between *** Road and *** Memorial Drive.

Great. So it's the entirety of the West End.

Okay. Wait, wait, wait. He is in the...

Bowring Park area.

Okay, if you narrow it down any further, let me know.

I got Dad calling me. Hang on.

Skipper, what do you got?

You were on to something with that video.

It looks like it was taken in a greenhouse.

Is there a greenhouse at Bowring Park?

Yeah. A big one.

Alright. I'm on my way.

Let's just hope I'm not too late.

[Click]

Do you remember this game, Jimmy?

I taught you this technique.

Remember, there's no b*ll*ts in the g*n.

Oh, I modified the technique a little bit, Jimmy.

Being left behind gave me lots of time to think outside the box.

How outside the box?

[Click]

You have two more chances to find out.

Just give up the list. You already have me.

That's kind of a good idea.

You did the right thing.

I don't want the list, Jimmy.

I want the name that's not on it.

Who's that?

The last member of our team.

Then I can finally take care of our...

Brothers-In-Arms.

You're not gonna get your revenge, Emerson.

Why is that?

Because he's dead.

Six years ago. I guess you let your subscription to Black Ops monthly run out.

That's too bad.

I guess that leaves only you.

Pal. Pal. Look,

I gotta say--

You're taking this thing a little too seriously, don't you think?

Jake: Excuse me.

Uh, sir--

No, no, no. Don't--

Just take it easy. Take it easy.

Take it easy. I'm not--

I'm not armed.

See? No g*n.

Jimmy: Doyle.

You have a plan, right?

Something like that.

He only has one b*llet in the g*n.

If you came here to sacrifice yourself for me, I'm touched.

Yeah, Jimmy, you know. You really are touched.

Isn't he just a complete and utter moron,

Jimmy? Right? Isn't he?

Listen. Can I--

say something?

sh**t him.

What?

He's the one who left you behind.

No, no, no, no.

No. No. You sh**t Jake.

He won't stay out of your business.

Ignore him.

Seriously.

And... look at these.

My allergy pen. Just in case,

Jake, you have an anaphylactic shock moment.

I still have b*ll*ts in my pocket, you know.

No, no, no. Don't sh**t.

I got a funny story about Jimmy.

You're gonna love this. You should really hear this story about what an idiot Jimmy is.

Yeah.

He had this stupid allergic thing right?

And I got Wolf--- Yeah, gimme that.

He got Wolf to sexually violate me with--

This.

Emerson! Look out.

I can't feel my hand.

[Punch]

Ha!

Nice smack, old man.

Nice work.

Yeah.

Arrgh!

I'm happy

Wolf is okay.

Yeah, thanks. Thanks.

I'm sorry about hitting on you before.

You're just so pretty.

You know, that's all. I can't help myself, you know.

Jimmy, thanks. But, trust me. I am nowhere near in the mood to flirt.

I got a feeling with all your talents, you won't be in those cuffs for long.

You know first hand how I can get myself out of them.

Ahem. Well, good luck.

Don't get all sappy on me, Jake. I did what I did. And--

I have to pay for it. It's fine.

But--

Let's not wait so long between dates next time.

I remember that being a little more passionate.

But maybe you have somebody else on your mind?

Jimmy: To surviving a day with the Doyles.

Despite being run over.

You weren't actually run over. You were just hit by a car door.

To being sh*t--

At.

sh*t at.

To being stabbed in the arse.

Okay. I'll give you that one.

You were actually stabbed in the arse.

Ahhh!

Ooh! Dear.

Mal: To Jimmy.

Next round's on him.

Let's go home.

Ooh! You know, we could afford to take tomorrow off.

Thanks to Jimmy and his generous, albeit forced payment.

You read my mind.

By the way, who was that that you were meeting with this afternoon?

A potential client. Didn't work out.

Oh. Not like you to turn down business.

Oh! I think I left my purse upstairs.

Ill get it. Think sexy thoughts.

Okay.

So you lost Leslie, but you gained a sixteen year old daughter.

Sloan.

Her name is Sloan.

And she's lovely. I mean, you'd really like her.

She's a red head too.

No way. Really?

No.

Thanks Jimmy b'y.

Boss wants to see us. Plane's on the tarmac.

No rest for the wicked.

Elvis.

Hey. Despite it all, good to see you, Jake.

You too Jimmy.

I guess you couldn't wait.

[g*nsh*t]