03x08 - Savior Complex

[bunniefuu]

Briggs: Previously on Graceland...

These birds, they mean something.

And I was sent back here to figure out what.

This thing is bigger than I could have ever imagine.

It's a Soviet CW unit.

It's sarin.

Your kid is rolling around with a WMD in his trunk.

Come on. We want to talk to you.

Yeah. Sure.

We need you to stop using.

I know the beginning of this, I know the middle, and I do know the end.

We can quit.

This is the last one, like a a farewell party.

Exactly. It's like a bon voyage.

No, I'm not a cop. [Spits]

Stupid bitch!

Aah!

I want Germaine.

I can make an introduction for you.

Amber: It's a frog. It symbolizes safe travels.

I have to send you back, Amber.

God damn Rodney dosed her. She's pregnant.

We got to clean this up now.

[choking]

Oh, my God.

When something's inside you, like, alive, you know when it's gone.

Let's go!

We're about to take down the Armenian frickin' Mafia.

You know, it's not a big deal.

Wha...

Oh, bro, we're getting played.

All of it for nothing.

These sons of b*tches are gonna walk.

Get in.

Yes, it's just as he says.

The police bust in, and then an hour later, all of them are walking free.

The Mexican even wiped his tattoos off.

Look, Tevan, he could've sold us out to the FBI, and we'd all be in jail now.

He could have screwed us.

Instead he came to me and told me everything.

He's a good soldier for us.

Yes. [Speaking Armenian]

What does Tevan say... k*ll him?

He say...

[exhales sharply]

Let him live.

This is a mistake.

And you know it.

I don't know. Mistake...

Now we have an informant inside the FBI.

Now we can feed them whatever line of bullshit we want.

Why are we risking dealing with the FBI?

We should be avoiding them, not feeding them.

You know what your problem is, Toros?

You don't know who your friends are.

[speaking Armenian]

Yeah, maybe I should have sold your bitch-ass out when I had the chance, but I didn't.

Did I? And here we are.

Look, the Feds... they trust me now.

I'm in.

And what do they know about us?

There's been a joint task force that's been targeting the Sarkissian family for, I guess, the last year, year and a half.

Now, I don't know what they know, but...

They know a shitload more than they should.

I got the impression, the very strong impression that they have to have a mole... someone inside your organization.

And it's someone close.

I'm looking at the mole.

You know what Toros?

You can believe whatever you want to believe.

But you're never gonna know until you ask.

Ask who?

Who do we ask?

I don't know.

Grab a federal agent, tie his ass to a chair, and make him tell you who the mole is.

[knock at door]

Hey, Amber...

Jakes knows about what happened in the Glades, but, um, he doesn't know about, um, you know...

No, I won't say anything.

Okay.

Yeah.

[Knock at door]

Thanks.

Hey.

Who's ready to bust some shitheads?

Welcome.

You were under with MOH in Crenshaw.

Mm-hmm. And you've been reading my case histories.

An hour before the leader's arrest, he asked you to be best man at his wedding.

You know, he did. I actually still have the rings.

You're an exceptional agent, Briggs.

Briggs: Ah.

So why is the Sarkissian case such a g*dd*mn debacle?

Well, probably because it's being undermined from within, sir.

By who?

Well, that would be me.

Yeah. You know, Toros was talking about k*lling me.

I thought about it, and I didn't think that was a very good idea.

So I blew up the op, and I sold myself as a CI.

[scoffs] Jesus Christ.

It kept me alive.

It also managed to keep your precious crusade alive.

You're welcome.

You want to reprimand me, don't you?

Go ahead. Give it to me... both barrels.

Get it all out of your system, and then maybe we can talk about what I need in order to actually make this thing work.

Look, the Sarkissians... they have questions, okay?

About the FBI's investigation.

I don't have any answers.

You're the CI.

A CI is not an agent.

I need somebody who can talk to Ari, somebody who can talk to Toros.

Tell them, you know, something that they'll believe.

Well, that sounds like a very unpleasant experience.

They're very unpleasant guys.

The good news, though, is that I will be there.

I can manage it, control it, and this is the FBI.

I am sure that right out there there is some agent who can deal with a little unpleasantness.

Give me a reason to trust you.

I'm an exceptional agent.

[cell phone ringing]

[groans]

Yeah.

on phone: This is Logan. I need to talk to you.

Uh, yes, sir.

Uh, what about?

We need to speak in person.

You there?

Okay.

I'll be in to the field office later today.

Please do that.

And, Warren, let's keep this between ourselves.

Of course, sir.

Gusti: What are you looking for?

What, this?

[chuckles] Come on.

Hey, hey, no.

Hey, you know why people in Bali don't use dr*gs?

Because Indonesia has the death penalty.

Because it's very hard to find balance when you're addicted.

I'm not addicted.

You know, I bust my ass and my balls each day to earn money.

What do you do?

You get high with Madison and maybe take a beauty nap.

Jesus Christ.

You're fired, man.

Whoa, whoa, Vin...

No, no, no, no, no.

I give you a cut of the teeth money because I'm a nice guy.

I helped you out...

No, no, no.

Maybe I'll give a cut of the thing-in-the-trunk money too.

But only for ass-kicker, not if you suck.

I don't... I don't suck, man.

I kick ass, all right? I kick ass for you.

You know, I know this couple.

They rob maybe electronics and sell cheap.

They want me to come today and check some stuff out... you know, big discount.

Yeah, yeah.

But they use meth.

You know, so, when they smoke it, they're very happy.

Business is good.

But when they're out, you know, they have bad attitude.

So maybe I won't go.

You see, the problem with druggies is that they're druggies.

They're unreliable.

No.

Stop! Stop, man!

No!

Come on, man.

Hey!

Jesus Christ!

You are a good kid. You have bright future.

But the water... it's a wake-up call, man.

And no one is needing more unreliable druggies.

I need an ass-kicker.

So you tell me know. Are you good?

I'm good, man.

Are you good?

I'm good! I'm good.

All right, man, you're un-fired.

Come on, let's go see them.

We knocked off a repair shop in Westwood.

They're refurbs, but at least they work, right?

Hey, hey, looking sweet, man.

$100 each?

Vinny said you used to do movies.

Anything I've seen?

You ever seen Scorpion King 2?

I think I missed that...

What you got over here? This.

Okay, you know what?

You don't even have to worry about that.

That's just...

Whoa, Mike.

Sorry.

Hey, man, maybe you don't know computers, but you can't throw them on the ground, my friend.

No, no, no. I'm sure they're fine.

Those things have, uh, good packaging.

Yeah. Yeah.

Sascha: Hey, wait a sec...

Vin. Look.

Huh?

Whoa, this is bullshit, man! Give me my money back!

Whoa, wait, Vin, we're in a spot.

Give me my money...

No. We won't!

Whoa! Hey!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Get back. Get back.

Hey, Lara.

You too, stuntman.

Just...

Empty your pockets.

Are you crazy?

All right. All right.

Hey! Hey!

This is not my business.

Hey!

Right now!

Just give it to her, okay?

Empty!

Hey, here you go. Look.

All right? This is for you.

Okay. Okay.

Let's go.

Here you go...

Get all that, Sascha.

Hurry up!

Okay. Look, that's for you.

Get all that.

Yeah.

That's for you.

Get it!

Uh-huh.

All right. You got the money.

Just that and get out of here, okay?

We want the box.

We want the box.

The box is ours.

Get back!

The box is ours.

Get the box!

Okay.

Okay. Okay.

Hurry up!

Hey!

Hey.

No, you don't.

[electronic music]

I don't like it, Charlie.

I don't like it. This is not what I signed up for.

What don't you like about it, Dale?

I don't like babysitting your little friend here.

She's a liability.

No, she's not.

Hey, you're gonna pay for that soda.

Yeah, she is.

Not to mention she tried to k*ll you.

Yeah, assh*le, I also went out in the swamp and...

Relax.

Who you calling assh*le?

I'll have you in handcuffs so damn fast.

Guys, bottom line is the Windgates think I'm dead.

So it's Amber or no one.

And I trust her.

I'm actually talking to the DA about making her a full-time CI.

Are you serious?

Dead.

What the hell you smiling about?

We still got to convince the Windgates to introduce Jakes to Germaine.

No problem.

And then we got to catch the son of a bitch.

This is all contingent upon a conviction.

No Germaine, no deal.

So don't smile yet, honey.

After you, sir.

You heard the lady, no smiling.

Rodney: Gone, I don't know what else to tell you...

Okay, guys. All right, everybody calm down.

It ain't our fault.

Guys, guys, listen...

I've known Charlie for years. What do you mean she ran?

What I mean is she ran. She took off.

Yeah. We were partying, right?

Next think we know, she's gone.

She bolted, man.

With our money.

That's unfortunate.

I hope you don't expect some type of reimbursement, 'cause that's not in the cards for us.

Hey, I'm just calling it like I see it.

Don't try to make this my problem.

I got other clientele.

If you don't want to do business with me anymore, let me know.

I'll go somewhere else.

Windgate: Now, Dale, we're not blaming you for anything that happened with Charlie.

We are happy to work with you.

Good.

That's good. So this is my deal.

I have a money launderer in San Diego, but it was Charlie's contact.

Now that she's gone, he's gone, which puts me in a little bit of a pickle.

I'm stacking up grands faster than I can spend it.

I was thinking you could reach out to Germaine, you know, set Dale up with him.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You know Germaine same as us.

Why can't you call Germaine?

I don't really think him and I know how to communicate well.

Yeah, we're not really on the same page.

Honestly, he hates my guts.

I slept with him, then stole his wallet.

Hmm, well, then Germaine might find it awfully discourteous if I hooked you back up with him.

Listen, we can't do business together if I can't clean my profits.

Hey!

What's inside?

Aah! You psycho!

[grunting]

[groaning]

Tell us what's in there.

I don't know. I told you.

Tell us!

[groaning]

Tell us!

Gusti: I told you. I don't know.

Hey, hey, hey.

He doesn't know.

Look who's awake.

Buddy, you don't want to touch that thing, man.

Lara: Why not? What's inside?

I don't know.

Hey! Just be careful with it.

I'm telling you.

Come on, Sash.

Put it down.

All right.

[sighs]

[shouts]

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa!

Don't do that!

Ah!

Jesus.

Do you know who that thing belongs to?

Odin!

Odin Rossi.

Odin Rossi?

Yeah.

I knew a guy who knew a guy without a hand.

He said Odin cut it off 'cause he showed up half hour late to a meet.

Nope, because he came 15 minutes late.

15 minutes.

All right? That thing is very important to Odin.

So none of us need to get our hands cut off.

Just... just give it back to us, and we'll forget this whole thing.

I promise.

I got a better idea.

It's not like I can say I have a migraine.

Let me guess, Toros?

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Apparently, he is feeling manipulated.

And so am I.

And if I don't give him what he wants soon, he's going to cut me loose.

And with your cover blown, we don't have a way into the Sarkissians now.

You know, I'm gonna just address the elephant in the room here.

You could just sleep with the dude.

Wow. Thanks, Johnny.

What?

Great idea.

I'm serious. I've slept with perps before.

It's great.

Yeah.

Great.

This we know.

You are a man-whore.

[Laughs]

But, Johnny, she is not gonna sleep with Toros.

He's crazy.

Yeah. And also...

I don't want to.

Respect.

Thank you.

[cell phone ringing]

Hey, Mike. What's up?

Mike? Hello?

Lara on phone: Is this Odin Rossi?

As a matter of fact, yes, this is Odin Rossi.

We got something of yours... some... some things.

Two guys and a silver-container thing.

I want to speak to Mike right now.

I need to know he's alive.

You don't make the demands!

I make the demands.

You hear me?

I'm listening.

We want 100,000 bucks.

And I know who you are, so I know you got it.

And an L-bow.

Two L-bows. Two.

Shut up.

You want 100K and a pound of methamphetamine.

Two pounds.

Mm-hmm.

And for this, I get my guys and the container?

That's the deal.

All right. Where do I bring it?

Just put the phone down, all right?

It's not yours.

You look good.

Bitch.

Hey, who do you call, huh?

What?

Who do you call to save us, huh?

A friend. He's gonna get us out of here.

Yeah, but what if he wants the crate?

Or he helps us, we owe him.

He will want the crate.

He's doesn't want the crate.

How do you know, Mike?

Because I know.

Ah. Yeah, you know everything, Mike.

[distorted voice] Ah, yeah, I get it now.

It's my fault.

[normal voice] It's my fault. I know.

Trust a junkie.

This was not supposed to be like this, man.

My family... they work in a big, beautiful Bali resort.

You know what they do? They sweep floors.

[distorted voice] They make beds for a little money. [normal voice] No money.

So I tell myself, "One day, I go back, and I stay where they work. And they will stay with me as a visitor."

You know, that's why I hold that crate, because it's $50,000 for my dream.

That's my American dream.

[distorted voice] How about you Mike, huh? [normal voice] Do you have a dream?

Not anymore.

That's just like Madison.

That's your big problem. You have nothing to hope for.

You can do better, Mike. It doesn't have to be like this.

Man, we should be calling this into Homeland Security or something.

Let them deal with the sarin gas.

Yeah, Johnny, that's a great idea, but if we phone it in, everything's on the books.

Yeah, and Mike goes to jail, so...

What the hell are doing?

It's almost out of juice. It's a wireless charger.

What were you doing last night where you couldn't charge your phone?

Is she blonde or brunette?

[chuckles] Look, don't worry about that.

What's your plan here, man?

Yeah, are we really about to roll up without any dr*gs or cash, Briggs?

Yeah, if we show up with neither, this isn't gonna end anyway but bad, and you know that.

Guys, Mike didn't ask for dr*gs, and he didn't ask for cash.

He asked for Odin Rossi.

And we are bringing him.

Make a left right here.

[grunting]

Hey, you okay?

No, man.

Hey, can you... you just got to let me out for one minute.

Please. Just for a minute...

Help.

Yeah, you're getting out. Shut up.

Sascha, get in here!

Sascha!

Get in here.

Watch him.

Get up.

Don't touch me.

Get up!

Watch him.

Stand up.

Open it.

Open it!

You got the stuff?

No.

There's no money, and there's damn sure not any dr*gs.

If you're lucky, you'll get nothing and like it.

If you're unlucky, you're going to have a very slow and very painful death.

I got your friend!

I'll sh**t him!

I'll sh**t him.

Uh-huh.

You're holding the wrong hostage, sweetheart.

Hey!

I'll blow his brains out.

I swear to God.

Enjoy.

Where are the two L-bows at?

I'll k*ll him.

Where are they?

Yo, you might want to drop your g*n.

Get back!

Tuturro: Now, why you want to go and do that, huh?

Paige, distorted voice: Put your g*n down.

Ah!

Hey, okay.

Look at me. Look at me.

You're gonna be okay, all right?

I want you to breathe, okay? Okay, you're okay.

[grunting]

Nice and easy. Nice and easy.

If the pain gets to be too much, give him one of these every 12 hours.

How's your head doing?

I'm good.

All right, man.

You see? This is why.

You say you're good with g*ns, you know them.

When you get on dr*gs, you're no good with anything.

You sh**t your friends.

It was a messed-up situation.

But, uh...

I saved the crate.

He gave you the crate back?

Yeah.

Why?

He owed me.

Something is happening, man. I don't understand.

You're a stuntman.

And this Odin Rossi guy, he owes you favors?

Hey. Hey.

No, I don't understand.

It's okay, man.

No.

I thought I knew what I was doing here.

But nothing's what it seems.

No one's who they say they are.

You want the crate? You want the phone?

You take it.

No, no, that's...

No.

It's yours, man.

I'm going home.

I want to be with my family.

Vin, no, no, no. Come on, man.

Vin, look at me.

That guy who gave you this phone... he has your picture, okay?

He doesn't know me. He's not gonna buy it from me.

Someone will buy... yeah, whatever it is.

Someone always buys in this country.

[exhales deeply, sniffs]

[sniffs]

_

man on phone: Riverside Rehab. How may I help you?

[scoffs, chuckles]

[door opens]

Hey, did you find him yet?

No, no, no, no. It's T.

Not D. Tango.

TLX119.

Yeah. No, we need to establish patterns, you know, where he goes, how he moves, evasive maneuvers... things like that.

All right. Speak soon.

TLX... is that a plate?

Who you tailing?

One of the Sarkissians. You all right?

[sighs] No, I'm not.

I haven't had a fix since last night.

I need your help.

The first time I went through detox, I was in a hostel in Venice Beach.

Is that okay?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I was using again in a week.

Second time, I went out to Catalina Island.

Suffice it to say, that didn't turn out too well.

And the third time, I was in the basement of a Buddhist monastery, 13,000 feet up in the Spiti Valley.

Is that the one that stuck?

Well, you know, the occasional relapse not withstanding.

It's the one I did for myself.

And that's where you're starting out.

Mm-hmm.

That's a good thing, man.

This may feel like overkill, but 72 hours in, you will do anything, say anything, to get a fix.

This is gonna be the hardest thing you have ever done in your life, Mike.

I got it.

Thanks, Paul.

Yeah.

Come on! Somebody...

Somebody...

[retching]

[groaning]

Somebody...

Dude, just let me out, man. Just let me out for a minute.

I can't man. Look, then you'll run. Look...

I'm not gonna...

You got this, man. You tough, right?

I got to take a piss, man. Just get me up.

All right, guys, I was just kidding, all right?

You can get me up.

How about I...

I'll tell you a story.

Okay, it's about the time that me and brother, we went to Six Flags.

"He could not help but notice the certain peculiarity of expression, like... "

[distorted voice] "He could not help but notice the certain peculiarity of expression, like... "

Paige, something's wrong. Something's wrong. I...

[normal voice] Mike, You're okay.

No, I don't know what it is.

You're okay. Just listen.

[distorted voice] "Like restrained glow... "

"They had two teeth on the starter so it could turn the flywheel.

[distorted voice] "Now, the gap between the flywheel and the magneto should be no wider... " Hey, easy. Easy.

Please stop with that.

"Than a playing card... "

[normal voice] Mike, I'm just doing this to try to help you out, man.

I don't want to hear about...

And the electric...

Shut up!

[distorted voice] "The electric"...

So it's weird with a CI, 'cause you start to get to trust them, and then you realize they're only looking out for themselves.

[laughing]

Let me out!

[distorted voice] Check it out. Me and my brother went to Six Flags one time, right?

I just need, like, a pill or something.

Hey, Mike, you listening, man?

And we got stuck upside down on the Viper.

Can you hear me?

It's scary 'cause you're going fast, and you don't want to get stuck up there.

It's okay. This isn't you.

Don't touch me.

[sobbing] I just want to feel better, man.

Easy, Mike.

We are all here for you.

You just please got to let me out of here, man.

[laughs]

You don't understand what this feels like.

I'm not a mess!

It just feels like my whole body is, like, trying to get out.

You okay, man?

You're not doing so well.

I can't breathe.

Look at me. Do I look like I'm a mess?

I'm fine.

Look at my hand, Mike.

It's like something is tightening on my chest.

Just breathe.

[shouts]

Hey, it's just me and you.

It's gonna be okay.

Mike: No, no, there's something.

Tuturro: Mikey.

Hey, man, you... Mike, you all right?

You're just gonna sleep in your own puke?

Yo, Mikey.

Mike!

Hey, I need some help in here!

Mikey.

What's up? What's up?

Mike! He's too hot. He's burning up.

Give me the keys. Give me the keys.

Charlie, start the tub.

He's hot, man.

He's way too hot.

He's running a fever.

I can feel him through his...

Stay with us, buddy.

Stay with us. Stay with us.

Get him up, get him up.

Come on!

Charlie.

Yeah.

Come on.

Come on.

Paige: Is it ready?

Okay.

Easy. Easy.

Paige: I got his head. I got his head.

Easy, easy, easy.

All right, guys, watch out.

Watch out, watch out, watch out.

Mike, I'm gonna dunk you in the water, okay, buddy?

One, two, three...

[muffled voices]

Get him up, man.

We got to bring his body temperature down, guys. Come on.

Get him up!

Get him up!

He's still burning up.

One, two, three, down.

Mike.

Mike.

There we go. There we go.

He's coming back.

Okay, Mike, one more time.

Big breath.

You guys arguing?

Hey, come on.

Tuturro: Bring him up!

Briggs: We got to bring his body temperature down, guys.

Come on.

Go, pick him up.

[gasps]

Mike.

He's back.

You okay?

You all right?

Okay?

You good, man?

Is he okay?

Oh, sh*t.

[relieved laughter]

You guys are the ugliest angels I've ever seen.

[laughs]

Jesus Christ.

Back from the dead twice.

Cool. Badass, Charlie.

Walk me through this, Dale.

Okay, it's simple.

Germaine shows. He asks to see the cash.

I show him the cash. He gives me a quote.

And then I say, "That seems reasonable."

Go time.

All right, then we'll be right on top of you.

He's here.

So we own the floor.

If he tries to bolt, don't be afraid to kick his ass through a door.

Copy that.

How do I look?

Like $1.1 million.

Show me the hallway.

Jakes: Welcome, man, I'm glad you could make it.

Here we go.

What have you got for me?

Oh, we got a surprise for you, you dirtbag, cockney, torturing little bitch.

I think I got something you're gonna like.

Make yourself at home, guys.

[grunts]

[clears throat]

Bad bitch, isn't it?

Everybody, get ready to move.

$1 million.

Hey. Yo, I thought you said we own the floor.

We do.

Who the hell is that?

She's going in there.

She better not.

Amber: She's coming this way.

Can I help you?

Which one of you is Agent DeMarco?

I am. Do I know you?

You sure as hell should.

Windgate said you take 30%, yeah?

35%.

35%.

Windgates were small fry.

You're bringing more money for me.

That's more work.

35%. Okay.

That sounds reasonable.

It is.

So you're from London, huh? Yeah, I've been there.

The thing about the bad food and the bad teeth... it's not true.

I'm from Chicago, myself... Lawndale.

It's funny... where I come from, brothers rarely see that type of green.

It's not reasonable, you know?

You've done well for yourself then.

Thank you.

woman: This floor belongs to you?

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Why not?

Listen, girl, stay out of my business.

Get out of my face before I strangle you.

These freakin' neighbors, I swear to God... all night.

[chuckles] I got no sleep, man.

You see these bags? What are y'all doing right now?

You guys, um... you guys want to stay for a drink?

I'd actually love to hear about your business.

Do you chat up the girl that washes your knickers?

Excuse me?

As long as your trousers show up nice and clean on a hanger, what do you give a toss what they did back there?

How about a drink between friends, then?

This is a business transaction, not a social event.

I'm not your friend, friend.

That sounds reasonable.

Entirely reasonable.

Somebody want to tell me what the hell happened?

He's an informant.

What do you mean he's an informant?

He's a CI. He's a criminal...

Yeah, yeah.

I know what an informant is. An informant for whom?

A*F.

Bullshit.

Not bullshit.

They're tracking his g*n-related clientele, building dossiers, following funds.

In the meantime, A*F is protecting his ass.

Charlie, I'm sorry.

Yeah, I thought the FBI was way bigger than the A*F.

Germaine's handler, this bitch, Stanwood... she called the Director personally, got an injunction from up high.

Amber: What do we do now?

What?

What do we do?

What do we do?

Who's we? Are you out of your mind?

We, meaning me and Dale, we're gonna go home.

You, Amber, you're gonna go back to federal pen.

You didn't do sh*t for me.

You said that you were gonna make a deal with the DA.

Yeah, what... what deal?

That's if you did your job.

What?

Look, there's no deal.

It's over.

You bitch.

I went into the water for you.

Bitch?

Who you calling a bitch?

Charlie.

You did that to save yourself.

Charlie.

Everything you do is self-serving.

Charlie.

Everything.

I tried to save you!

I tried to save your baby!

You tried to save my baby?

You're delusional.

Hey, Charlie.

I could've ran, Charlie.

Wack-a-doo!

Charlie!

You got a savior complex.

I thought we were frickin' friends.

Get her out of my face.

Charlie, Charlie, Charlie.

Here, here. Hey, hey, hey.

Here.

What baby?

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter, Dale.

Let's go arrest some Windgates.

[humming]

[sighs]

Went for a run?

Been a while.

Yeah, I was gonna say, uh... you looked like you were getting a little soft around the edges there, like old Daddy Briggs.

Yeah. Yeah.

I wanted to say thank you.

Thank you?

Well... [clears throat]

That's nice, Mike.

But you did this, brother, not me.

I did.

Well, what I did was get myself duct-taped to a pipe by a couple of meth heads.

That's what I did.

You gonna notify the Bureau?

[chuckles]

Yeah. I'm gonna call them right now.

[Briggs chuckles]

Look, man, I know I messed up, all right?

But the facts are I d*ed.

I saw something.

It led me to sarin gas.

And when I got off track, it led me back.

How did it lead you back?

Your birds?

Take a look.

Guess what that number is.

It's a rehab clinic.

I was gonna walk away from all of this... the sarin, the case... and then that appeared. A bunch of those appeared.

I know it's crazy to be chasing birds.

But at this point, looking at the evidence we have and doing nothing is crazier.

Ah...

We got to try.

Mike, if you slip up, if I catch even a whiff of relapse... and believe, brother, I know what it smells like... you're done, man.

I'm gonna have to call you in, for your own good.

I know.

Thanks.

Yeah.

I'm proud of you, Mike.

I must say, it rarely takes ms to be granted an audience.

Truly, sir, I'm sorry.

I was cultivating a cover...

I don't care about that, Warren.

Some time ago you came to my office.

You said you know Paul Briggs.

You said you know what he's capable of.

What is Paul Briggs capable of?

I'm not sure I'm following, sir.

What's he planning?

I don't think he's planning anything.

I think he's committed to taking down the Sarkissians, despite the fact that you're going got make him take the fall for it.

You backed him into an impossible corner.

Agent Warren?

Sorry. I wish I had more to tell you.

If Paul's up to something, it's news to me.

Anything else, sir?

No, you're free to go.

[sighs]

[sniffles]

[sniffles]

[crying]