(SAXOPHONE PLAYING)
(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)
(GULLS CALLING)
Wasn't sure you'd come.
Wasn't sure either.
Appreciate it.
But I won't be here for long.
And I'm telling you right now, if any of this has to do with Beverly Watkins or bombs or any accusations, you can talk to my lawyer.
It's about Connor.
What about him?
I've confirmed he's my son.
(CHUCKLES)
What do you want, a round of applause?
I told you that already.
Well, let's agree that you're an unreliable narrator.
- You asked me here to insult me?
- No.
I...
I want...
I would like to be involved in Connor's life.
No.
- I'm his father.
- Ooh, that's a loaded word.
- Sasha...
- You are a mistake that I made a long time ago, and Connor is the blessing
- that came out of it.
- I deserve...
Nothing!
I scraped and I clawed for that boy.
I provided for him.
I kept him safe.
Your sole contribution was putting me in prison and keeping me away from him for five years.
So we don't need you.
But you do.
You're not safe.
Beverly Watkins is...
Is under arrest because of me.
Her son is dead.
Also because of you.
I told you I won't stand for any accusations.
There's more of Watkins' family out there.
You have lots of enemies.
So are you offering to be my friend?
I'm offering to help you out.
In return for what?
And why?
So you can play catch with my son?
Let me make this real clear.
I don't need you.
I don't want you.
This isn't about you, Sasha.
Connor needs me.
Even if you don't see it.
And I'm gonna protect him.
From any danger.
Including you.
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪ ♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang ♪ ♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪ ♪ How, how, how, how ♪ ♪ Hey, hey ♪ ♪ You gotta come on. ♪ Huh.
You two drove in together?
Yeah.
Again, huh?
CARTER: Any idea why Pride
- wants us here?
- Uh, something to do with the bombing of Elias Watkins' bar.
Maybe he got enough evidence to finally bring down Sasha Broussard.
Not exactly.
Well, I know we can't tie her to the bombing yet, but the fact that she did time with the b*mb-maker means we're close.
I'm sure you are.
But I can't be involved in this case anymore.
Why?
Connor is my son.
Uh...
Sasha's Connor?
Connor Davenport?
- So you and Sasha...
- GREGORIO: Yes, Sebastian.
That's what he means.
How do you know?
She told me.
Oh, that don't mean nothin'.
And Wade did a DNA test.
Okay, well, that doesn't mean
- you have to bench yourself.
- We all know that Sasha had that b*mb planted and that she needs to pay for it.
But I can't be involved.
Too many conflicts.
So, all of you need to take her down.
We will.
PRIDE: All I ask is that, when you get close, just give me the heads-up, so I can...
prepare Connor for what's next.
Of course.
I got a call set up with Laurel.
Need to let her know that she's got a brother.
Scuse me.
Damn.
I can't imagine Laurel being too thrilled about getting that call.
Well, yeah, especially since Sasha almost k*lled her once.
I do not envy Pride right now.
I knew something was up.
- You couldn't have known that.
- Yeah, but there had to be a reason we weren't taking Connor in for attacking Pride's bar.
What do we do right now?
Shake it off, push forward, try to get Sasha off the board.
RITA: Talk to Laurel?
Uh... just finished.
That bad?
Not really sure how I expected it to go.
She mostly listened and said she needed to process.
Well, of course.
It's a lot.
She doesn't really remember that much from back then.
When I was out of the house.
Well, she was very young.
And we didn't want her to know.
Maybe that was wrong.
Well, not much you can do about it now, Dwayne.
Just give her time.
Yeah.
I know.
What is it?
Even though...
Linda and I were separated when it happened...
I never wanted Laurel to know that I had this...
other thing.
I disappointed her.
You're human.
(CHUCKLES)
And she's not a child anymore.
Sure.
She'll always be my daughter, no matter how old she is.
How does Laurel feel about Connor?
Curious, I guess.
She said she-she wants to meet him.
Eventually.
Look, you had the hard talk.
Laurel's got a good head on her shoulders.
She'll get there.
Yeah.
Oh.
Somebody else I need to talk to.
Who?
My mama.
Are you gonna tell her about Connor?
I'm not sure.
Last few visits, she wasn't doing very well.
Sometimes...
she thinks I'm Cassius.
Other times, she thinks I'm still married to Linda.
You want me to come with you?
No, not-not this time.
Where's, uh, Hannah and Sebastian?
With NOPD, setting up surveillance on Sasha, making sure she doesn't skip town.
Oh.
Good idea.
Also trying to find any connection between her and the club bombing.
Well, it looks like we got another case.
Best I can tell, it's a missing petty officer.
Charlie Strand.
How long gone?
Since last night.
That's not very long.
I know.
But the Belle Chasse SAC wants us to head to her off-base address ASAP.
All right, let's check it out.
Oh, hey.
NCIS.
Agents Carter and Gregorio.
Yeah, I know.
Thanks for coming.
We've lost a lot of time.
She's been gone over hours.
"She" being Petty Officer Strand?
I'm Petty Officer Strand.
She's Charlie.
Okay, wait.
Charlie Strand?
You're related?
She's like family.
And this is unlike her.
Tell us about her.
I put her dinner outside at : p.m. last night.
She came to eat.
That's the last time I saw her.
This morning, she was gone.
She stays outside?
Yeah.
When the weather's good.
Got to be honest, we're a little confused.
So Charlie stays outside when the weather's good?
I can show you.
CARTER: Oh, Charlie's your dog.
Not my dog.
The Navy's.
She's a m*llitary w*r dog.
Highly trained in expl*sives, narcotics and hidden hostile detection.
- Okay.
- Yeah, I've read about these dogs.
They do catch and rescue, tactical work.
They're even given their own rank, right?
Actually, she outranks me.
So you're saying that your dog ran away?
No.
No, Charlie wouldn't run.
She was taken.
She's my best friend.
This is, uh, us yesterday.
Fooling around.
Well, you got any other photos?
Hang on.
(EXHALES)
Think she was kidnapped?
We're really gonna do this?
You got a problem with dogs?
No.
Just, normally, you know, we work higher profile cases.
Well, you better get your head in the game, 'cause we could be dealing with some animal rights people or...
- Dog breeders?
- It's possible.
And we can't rule out a voluntary escape.
Dog like Charlie would have no trouble scaling an eight-foot fence.
All right, Gregorio.
Let's work the scene.
Oh, hey, Loretta.
What a surprise.
Well, just thought I'd drop by, say hello to my friend.
Rita called you.
She did.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Just...
thought I should check in.
If that's okay.
Considering you're the first person I've seen all day who I haven't had to explain my new son to, I'd call it a relief.
Mm.
Coffee?
Yeah.
Thanks.
How are people taking it?
A wide range of reactions.
- That's understandable.
- Hmm.
The thing is...
it's made me realize I haven't...
taken time to process it myself.
I have a son, Loretta.
You do.
A surly -year-old...
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
who looks at me with nothing but...
hostility.
He won't be easily won over.
- (PHONE CHIMING)
- But...
if you just give it time...
Yeah, well...
Not sure how much of that I have.
- Trouble?
- NOPD.
Looks like Sasha's getting ready to skip town.
What are you doing?
What's it look like?
You can't leave town.
Sure, I can.
I'm a free woman.
Where's Connor?
- He's inside getting his stuff.
- Look,
- Sasha...
- There's nothing keeping me here.
It's a little more complicated than that.
Actually, no, it's pretty damn simple.
If I stay, there's a target on my back.
We have the Watkins family tied up.
- They won't be...
- I'm talking about you, Dwayne.
You're never gonna leave me alone, not until I'm behind bars, and I can't let that happen.
Look, Sasha, let's just go inside,
- (SIREN WAILS)
- and we can talk...
Sasha Broussard, you're coming with us.
You called the FBI?
No.
CONNOR: What's going on?
SASHA: Ugh!
This is exactly what you wanted, isn't it?
- Wait, why are they taking her?
- Whoa.
- Stay out of this.
- Mom!
- Stay back.
- Your father called the FBI.
I did not.
Then why are they here, Dwayne?
LEE: Ms. Broussard, we believe you may have information about a recent bombing in New Orleans, and we want to talk to you.
- Am I under arrest?
- Not at the moment.
But that can be arranged.
It's in your best interest to cooperate with us.
Okay, sure.
CONNOR: No!
- Please.
Don't...
- Connor.
- She didn't do anything.
- SASHA: Honey, it's okay...
Just do what she says.
I'm gonna be home very soon.
We'll see about that.
- No, wait.
Just...
- Okay.
- Please don't do this.
- Just back it up, back it up.
Take a breath.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
So, you're the son?
He is.
And I am...
The father.
Yes.
Special Agent Dwayne Pride, NCIS.
That much I knew.
I'm gonna ask Connor here a few questions.
I got nothing to say.
Look, I know that this has gotten a little bit heated, but he's not a part of this.
He's just a kid.
Let me... let me handle him.
Okay?
For now.
(CAR DOORS CLOSE)
(ENGINE STARTS)
You're just gonna let them take her?
She agreed to go.
And I can't tell them what to do.
What good are you?
Let's just get out of here, all right?
I'll take you back to my place.
- No, I'm not going anywhere with you.
- Your mother...
wouldn't want you to be here alone.
So please...
let's just go.
GREGORIO: Very impressive.
German shepherd or Belgian Malinois?
Belgian Malinois.
They're lighter, they're smaller... makes it easier when we're tandem parachuting or rappelling.
Wow.
Charlie's a real action hero.
She got the Purple Heart in Afghanistan.
Took a b*llet for me.
Saved my life.
That kind of mission must be stressful.
You ever worry about how she handles it?
- All the time.
- CARTER: And according to your records, you're scheduled to deploy again soon.
- Yeah, a week from now.
- Now, uh, that's pretty convenient timing for her to go missing, don't you think?
You think I hid Charlie someplace to make sure she doesn't get deployed?
I'm just saying you care about her so much...
Now, look, I love her, but we're Navy SEALs.
We don't hide from a fight.
The last thing I would do is send her away.
No one else can even talk to her.
What do you mean?
She only understands Serbian.
It's a precaution that we take to makes sure no one else can give her commands.
Oh, that's clever.
Look, without me there to interpret her world, she's lost, vulnerable.
I mean, please, you've got to bring her home.
Mama?
(DOOR CLOSES)
Oh, hi!
(LAUGHS): Whoa!
Aren't you the gentleman.
- Sorry to startle you.
- Don't be silly, Dwayne.
I shouldn't be napping during the day anyway.
Is Rita here?
Uh, no, no, Mama, not today.
Probably busy with the wedding plans.
I can't tell you how thrilled I am.
Laurel settling down.
You settling down again.
You know, I really love Rita.
Me, too.
I always thought that you two should have gotten together all those years ago.
- You did?
- Mm.
- You never said.
- Not my place, Dwayne.
I mean, come on, if I had said anything, maybe you wouldn't have married Linda, and we wouldn't have Laurel.
You know, she is such a blessing.
What's all this?
These were...
my mama's.
Miss Lucille Dubose.
And-and you want me to have these?
(LAUGHS)
Now, what would you be doing with my mama's jewelry?
I don't know.
No.
You give them to Rita.
They can be for her "something old." Mama, they're beautiful.
Maybe light the fire under you two.
Get you to set a date.
Hmm?
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
You know, I-I want you to hold on to these and give them to her yourself.
It'll mean so much more coming from you.
Don't you go getting weepy on me, now, son.
(CHUCKLES)
Put the kettle on, huh?
- Fix us some tea.
- Yeah.
She knew who I was.
She knew my fiancée.
I mean, she wasn't confused at all.
She was...
Just like she used to be?
Yes.
But I wasn't prepared.
I mean, this is a good sign, right?
- Is she on new medication, or...
- Her prescriptions haven't changed.
- Have you seen this before?
- I have.
- And what's it mean?
- It means I should examine her.
Is something wrong?
Let me take a look at her, and I'll give you a call afterwards, okay?
(SOFTLY): Okay.
LEE: Let me lay it out for you, Sasha.
We know you were in some sort of turf w*r with Elias Watkins before his bar was blown up.
- I've already been through this.
- We're building quite a case that you set those wheels in motion.
CAROFTES: My client's already cooperated with NCIS regarding that bombing.
And gave them exactly nothing.
She can't share what she doesn't know.
SASHA: But I did hand them Beverly Watkins on a platter.
(SCOFFS)
CAROFTES: Shouldn't you coordinate with other agencies before you pull innocent people off the street?
See, I told you that Pride was manipulating the situation.
What do you mean, manipulating?
He could have told you about my cooperation, that I was working hand in hand with NCIS, but he let you take me away.
Because of Connor.
Your son.
Our son.
Yeah.
You're suggesting this is some kind of custody play on his part?
CAROFTES: I do criminal law, not family.
So you'll have to make your own conclusion about Special Agent Pride's motives.
As for your club bombing...
(SMACKS LIPS, SIGHS)
I think I can help point you in the direction of the real perpetrator.
I mean, you know, if you're into that kind of thing.
Dwayne's on his way back, and dinner'll be ready real soon.
(SIGHS)
I'm not hungry.
Well, I see you eyeballing those biscuits.
It's okay, you can be angry and hungry at the same time.
My mother was taken by the FBI today, and everyone's just acting like it's normal.
- Must be hard on you.
- It's hard on her.
They don't know my mom.
They don't know what she's been through, what she's had to do to take care of herself.
And me.
Like...
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
They just decided that she's some kind of monster.
Connor, what did your mom tell you about why she went to prison?
That she was framed.
Used as a scapegoat for all the bad stuff her family did, and then she had to make a deal, or else she'd go away for life.
I see.
It's all because of Pride.
- Your father...
- Don't...
call him that.
(DOOR OPENS IN DISTANCE)
Dwayne was doing his job.
By lying...
and cheating and taking away the only family I got.
JIMMY (CHUCKLES): Well, I got to say...
(GROANS)
there's usually two sides to every story.
CONNOR: Who are you?
- Jimmy.
- Your uncle.
Dwayne's brother.
(SIGHS): But in this case...
I got a bone to pick with your mama's version.
(JIMMY SPEAKING QUIETLY)
(LAUGHING)
Hey.
Hi.
- Sorry I'm late.
- That's okay.
- Everything okay with Mena?
- Yeah, yeah, she's... she's fine.
Wh-What's going on?
Not sure words can explain.
JIMMY: Look, you love your mama.
To you, she can do no wrong.
But sometimes...
I know she's not perfect.
JIMMY: You think the entire legal system is conspiring against her.
Parts of it, at least.
Everything okay over here?
Yeah, we're just getting to know each other.
But I'm done now.
RITA: But we haven't even eaten yet.
Y'all are obsessed with feeding me.
JIMMY: Listen, why don't you stay, keep me company.
- There's no point.
- I know how you feel.
I felt the same when my daddy went away the first time.
Your father went to prison?
PRIDE: Bunch of times,
- actually.
- You responsible for that, too?
JIMMY: Cassius is responsible for it himself.
But when you're a kid...
You feel it's unfair.
It's not easy when somebody you love keeps making the same mistakes.
Look, I don't know what your father did, but my mom did nothing.
(JIMMY CHUCKLES)
I just met you, but I like you, Connor.
Got to say, though, you're not looking at it fully.
The facts speak for themselves.
Jimmy, I-I don't think we should...
Look, it's good you love your mama, okay, but a young man has got to see things clear.
Yeah, maybe we should just eat.
No.
No, I want to know what he means.
How much have you read about what your mama's accused of?
I mean, she never let me.
JIMMY: Well, you were young.
It makes sense.
But now?
Don't you have a right to know, make your own conclusions?
What's the point if it's lies?
JIMMY: The point is to discover the truth for yourself.
See things in the light of day.
The point is that this man standing before you is bending over backwards to do right by you, so he can't be all bad.
And your mama...
- (PHONE CHIMES)
- Wait.
She's been released.
And she's coming to get me.
I, uh...
I'm gonna wait downstairs.
That was Strand and Charlie's C.O.
She's not the only Navy property that's gone missing.
Charlie's tactical vest is gone, too.
Vest like that loaded with Navy tech got to be worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Where was it?
In Strand's locker on base.
- Someone slipped in and got it out.
- Ah.
Suggests someone knew Petty Officer Strand enough to know where that vest was stored.
Probably means that they knew that Charlie only responds to commands in Serbian, too.
You know, those TAC vests have GPS.
Is there any way of tracking this thing?
- GPS was switched off.
- Then we're gonna have to do it the old-fashioned way.
I'll go get with Patton.
See if we can find any of Gabe's friends that might have needed a dog with a half-a-million-dollar suit.
Hey.
Any luck on the Sasha investigation?
HANNAH: There's nothing concrete to connect her to it.
- FBI's on it now.
- Yeah, they cut her loose, but they froze her assets.
- So she won't be going anywhere.
- HANNAH: No.
I don't think she intends to.
But a friend of mine at Justice
- said she's offering a proffer.
- CARTER: Oh.
So she's got a scapegoat lined up.
SEBASTIAN: Yeah, that's what we think, but FBI seems to believe it's credible.
Well, she pulls that off, she's free and clear.
Walks away from it all.
- Yeah, Pride's not gonna like that.
- Mm-mm.
Means we need to find out who she's offering and get to them first.
SASHA: That's what the retainer is for, Adam.
To cover expenses and to protect me.
Yeah, I'm not in a holding cell, but it doesn't do much good if I can't access my money, so fix it!
You understand?
- (PHONE BEEPS)
- What's going on?
Nothing, baby.
- That doesn't sound like nothing.
- It's just a...
little confusion with my bank accounts.
When the FBI targets you, you know, they play rough.
Are we in trouble?
No, not you, sweetheart.
And it's nothing I can't handle.
But what is the trouble?
Why did the FBI come for you today?
As long as I'm in New Orleans, I'm an easy target.
Just because of our last name?
New Orleans just can't be home anymore, honey.
- No, there's more to it, though.
- I just spent the whole day convincing those agents I'm not guilty.
You want me to do it again with you?
No, I...
I just want to understand.
Let's not dwell on the past.
Let's just look to the future.
In a couple of days, we're gonna be free to go, and then we just got to pick a place to live.
Look.
Here.
Anywhere you want.
Although, I am partial to Montana with the big skies and fresh air, snowy mountains and not a lot of people.
I'd need a new coat.
(CHUCKLES)
Yes.
New coat.
New snowboard.
New life.
(LAUGHS)
- (TYPING)
- GREGORIO: Hey.
So, we dug into Petty Officer Strand's orbit to see who might be responsible for kidnapping Charlie.
Cross-referenced anyone who had a criminal background who also had access to the base.
Okay, so, can't be many who fit both bills.
We found one: Seth McLaughlin.
PATTON: He's a private contractor with a specialty in training dogs.
GREGORIO: He was freelancing on base at the K- training facility.
Well, what kind of record he have?
Mostly minor stuff.
Petty burglary.
GREGORIO: Yeah, but here's the kicker.
His social media suggests that he's been teaching himself a new language.
Oh.
Serbian?
Bingo.
All right, let's dig deeper.
Enough for a warrant.
(PHONE RINGING)
Oh.
Dr.
Lattimer.
Thank you for calling.
You have news about my mother?
LATTIMER: I found your mother to be just as you described.
She's lucid, alert.
She was fully oriented as to time and place, and she couldn't stop bragging about you.
Well, she's proud.
What does it mean?
I know it seems like good news.
And, in a lot of ways, it is.
This time...
it's very precious.
What are you telling me, Doctor?
Have you heard the term "terminal lucidity"?
No.
It occurs in a significant number of Alzheimer's patients.
Characterized by a short period of mental acuity and functioning.
What happens after that?
A rapid decline that precedes the terminal phase of her illness.
Death.
Yes.
I'm sorry.
How long does she have?
Well, that's difficult to say.
Well, if you had to?
Well, everybody's different, but...
in my experience, we're probably looking at weeks, not months.
(PLAYING BLUESY RIFF)
Dwayne.
Oh, hey.
Look, I-I'm...
I'm sorry to pull you out of work.
No, it's fine, Dwayne.
Is it Connor?
No.
No, it's, uh...
It's Mena.
Oh.
You-you said that the visit was good yesterday,
- that she was lucid.
- Yeah.
Uh, she was.
And it is.
And, uh, guess that's the problem.
Sit down.
I don't understand.
It's called terminal lucidity.
Yeah.
Yeah, I've heard of that.
Been so long since she was herself, you know?
Gotten used to this version of her.
Then all of a sudden, she was...
She was Mama again.
Didn't realize how much I missed her.
Doctor says that this is precious time.
Not everybody gets it, so...
What can I do?
She has something that she wants to give you.
Could you maybe just come and visit her with me?
(CHUCKLES): Of course, Dwayne.
Yes.
Okay.
Okay, thanks.
Well, just talked to my guy at the FBI.
You got a guy at the FBI?
Yeah.
Well, it's a gal at the FBI, actually.
It's my cousin's girlfriend.
- Oh.
- Okay?
But if I rolled in and I said, "Oh, I spoke to my cousin's girlfriend at the FBI," then that, you know, doesn't sound cool.
What'd your cousin's girlfriend say?
Well, she confirmed that Sasha is cooperating in exchange for a deal and that it's moving really fast.
Yeah, well, we already knew that Sasha was gonna offer a patsy.
We just still don't know who it is.
It's got to be someone who has just as big a beef with the Watkins family as she does.
That's a pretty long list, too.
I mean, the Watkins clan have been muscling in on all kinds of rackets in New Orleans over the years.
They pissed off a lot of competitors.
FBI's not stupid.
- Yeah.
- Sasha's gonna have to make a pretty good case to get immunity.
Who's the most likely target?
There is somebody who can narrow it down who just happens to be incarcerated in New Orleans right now.
Beverly Watkins.
PATTON: So, our dognapping suspect, McLaughlin, has not been at work since Charlie went missing.
But that's not abnormal because he takes monthly sick days.
- Bad sinuses?
- Nah.
A road trip, actually.
According to his credit card, he drives out of state every few weeks, stays overnight at a motel, drives back.
Okay, so not exactly a smoking g*n.
GREGORIO: So, he was pulled over a few months ago for speeding.
State police pulled him and his passenger over, kept them for a day on suspicion of drug trafficking.
McLaughlin got out.
The passenger stayed in.
Who's the passenger?
Carlos Silvano.
Drug smuggler.
He ran coke up and down the I- corridor.
"Ran," past tense?
He d*ed in custody.
Massive coronary.
Legit heart att*ck.
State police believe that he has a stash of coke in the New Orleans area.
We're talking hundreds of thousands of street value.
Okay, so, McLaughlin was his driver.
Sees an opportunity to move up in the world.
That's if he can find that stash.
And that's what the dog, Charlie, would be helpful for.
He uses the dog to find the dr*gs.
Once Charlie's done her job, she becomes a liability.
And that's why we'll have to track her fast.
PATTON: Well, the good news is I was able to remotely activate Charlie's GPS
- on her TAC suit.
- Oh, you saying you hacked it?
With the Navy's permission.
- You find anything?
- PATTON: Signal is weak.
It could be coming from underground.
Parking garage, basement, something like that.
But I did get the general area.
Willow Brook.
What's in Willow Brook?
Storyland.
It's an old amusement park.
Perfect place to stash your dr*gs.
(LOCK BUZZES)
Well, we appreciate you talking to us.
I didn't say I'd talk.
I said I'd meet.
HANNAH: That's fair enough.
Beverly, we need your help.
Now, why would I help the people who put me here?
Sasha Broussard.
I'm listening.
We believe she m*rder*d your son.
Well, in that, we're in violent agreement.
But, you know, I can handle her.
I'm not so sure about that, Beverly.
She's about to cut a deal with the Feds.
Yeah, she's gonna offer up a patsy.
Someone that she can frame with physical evidence but who won't be able to talk their way out of trouble.
Someone she may even be able to convince to go out in a blaze of glory when the Feds do come knocking.
She does that, she's gonna get off scot-free.
Is there an "or"?
If we can figure out who she's planning on targeting to take the fall, we can get to that suspect.
We can stop Sasha.
She'll pay full freight.
Why would I know who she's offering?
Who knows better than you who your family's enemies are?
Yeah, we have a list of, uh, your competitors here.
Maybe you could take a look.
No need.
I know who she'll finger.
Joe Barns.
Barns.
We...
- don't know that name.
- He's not a competitor.
He's a former employee.
Was always a paranoid guy, and then Elias found out he was stealing...
Let's just say my son knew how to make a point.
- Thank you.
- Save your thanks.
Just lock that bitch up!
And tell her I'm looking forward to seeing her.
(LOCK BUZZES)
(DOOR ROLLS OPEN)
You know, I remember when Dwayne first started telling me about you, Rita.
This was...
years ago.
His whole face lit up.
I knew inside that you were something special.
Thank you, Mena.
But then life happened, like it does.
Pulling us in so many directions.
But you found each other.
It was meant to be.
Rita.
My mother gave me these.
And her mother gave them to her when she was married.
RITA: Oh, they're beautiful.
I want you to have them.
But shouldn't these go to Laurel?
Don't you worry about Laurel.
She has a ring that goes back four generations.
- She's okay.
- (LAUGHS)
Such a beautiful gesture, Mama.
She's family, Dwayne.
No other way to look at it.
- Hmm.
- She's like a daughter to me.
Thank you so much.
I was thinking that maybe you'd consider wearing those on your wedding day.
As in your "something old." It would be my honor.
(LAUGHS)
- Now...
- Mm?
When's the date?
- (LAUGHS)
- Ah...
Well, we really haven't settled on one.
Well, come on now.
Life is going on.
You got a lot to plan for.
And so little time.
- (CHARLIE PANTING)
- (SHOUTING COMMANDS IN SERBIAN)
Move, bitch.
Come on, find it.
- Come on!
(SHOUTS IN SERBIAN)
- (WHINING)
All clear up here.
How's it look down there, Gregorio?
GREGORIO: Can't see much, but Gabe and I just found the tunnel entrance.
- (BEEPING)
- Hey, you got a signal?
Mine's going in and out.
My signal's good down here.
Just follow my lead.
Copy that.
This tunnel's creepy.
It reminds me of a recurring nightmare I had when I was a kid.
I never took you for a "clowns freak me out" kind of person.
- You want to trade places?
- Just trying to get ahold of a signal from Charlie's vest.
It's all over the place.
(BEEPING)
- (DINGING)
- Wait.
It just stopped.
Think she found the dr*gs.
(BARKING IN DISTANCE)
She's close.
Which way?
GREGORIO: Straight ahead.
Carter, we're on the southwest corner of the park.
All right, got it.
Headed there now.
Listen, I'm gonna move slow
- since...
- (BARKING)
Charlie!
- (BARKING)
- Gabe, wait!
MCLAUGHLIN: Don't move.
Stay where you are.
(WHINING)
I'm a federal agent.
You want to put the g*n down.
You don't want to sh**t us.
MCLAUGHLIN: Shut up.
And don't move.
What are you gonna do down here?
MCLAUGHLIN: I'm gonna leave.
GREGORIO: Well, I just told you I'm a federal agent.
We don't come in single serve.
What?
That means there's more of me outside.
Then you're coming with me.
GREGORIO: You're gonna take me
- hostage?
- (WHINES)
That's a perfectly reasonable plan.
MCLAUGHLIN: I'm gonna get out of here, even if it is through you.
What does that mean?
You're gonna sh**t me?
For what?
Couple of pounds of coke?
No more talking.
- And stop moving!
- Now.
(SHOUTS IN SERBIAN)
(GROWLING)
(MCLAUGHLIN GROANING, SCREAMING)
Get her off!
Get her off!
(GROWLING CONTINUES)
- (SHOUTS IN SERBIAN)
- (BARKS)
Dole.
(BARKS)
(GROANING)
All good?
Yeah, we got the guy and the dr*gs.
- How do you say "good girl"?
- Dobra Devojka.
You can handle that.
(WHINES HAPPILY)
(PANTING)
Joe Barns?
Uh, we're federal agents.
Can we come in?
You looking for me?
Whoa, whoa.
Uh, put the shotgun down.
HANNAH: Joe, we're just here to talk.
No, you're not.
You're here to k*ll me.
Maybe you didn't hear us 'cause you were creeping around.
Um, we're federal agents.
Yeah, agents sent to k*ll me.
That doesn't make any sense.
We're really gonna need you to just-just put the g*n down.
First, get off my property, or I have every right to sh**t you.
That's not exactly how that-that law works.
See, we're offering to help you, and you're threatening us.
Well, drop the act.
I was tipped off two days ago.
You're here to take me in for that bar bombing, and I've been waiting on you.
Tipped off?
If I'm gonna take the fall, I'm taking some of you with me.
There's no need for anyone to take anyone else anywhere.
Who tipped you off?
I still got friends who got my back.
Sasha Broussard?
Well, what's it matter?
You're here, ain't you?
Joe, we need you to calm down, okay?
Sasha is the one setting you up, not us.
That's a bunch of crap.
She gave your name to the FBI.
Told them you set up the bombing, and that the Feds were coming to k*ll you.
- No way.
- Yeah, and I'm guessing that she's planted evidence somewhere in your place that ties you to the death of Elias Watkins.
I didn't have nothing to do with that.
We know, Joe.
That's-that's why we're here.
Sasha's playing you.
She's setting you up as a patsy so you'll go down for the bombing and get yourself k*lled.
Well, what the hell should I do about it?
Maybe put down the gigantic g*n and come with us, and we'll-we'll sort it out.
RITA: They really
- are beautiful.
- Yeah.
I remember Mama wearing 'em when I was little.
Oh, yeah.
I was always taken by them.
- She's so excited, Dwayne.
- Oh.
- When she started talking about a dress...
- I know.
She wants nothing more than to be at our wedding.
Well, we should make sure she is.
At the wedding?
Uh, I was thinking maybe we would just keep it low-key.
I did, too.
I mean, neither of us is looking for a big event, but Mena...
Well, what are you suggesting?
Why don't we do it?
Have a wedding, for your mom, before she goes.
Well, doctors say that that could be soon.
So we do it quick.
- How quick?
- Next week?
Well, Laurel wouldn't even be able to make it.
Well, my kids either, but we're not doing it for them.
Well, no.
We're doing it for Mama.
What about Connor?
He should be there.
Meet his grandmother.
Uh, I don't even know where to start.
He won't talk to me.
(CHUCKLES)
Let alone join an impromptu family wedding.
Well, he blames you for everything that went wrong with Sasha.
And he needs to know the truth.
Well, he won't believe it from me.
Can't come from you.
There's only one person who can convince him of the truth.
- Sasha won't do that.
- Dwayne, there's a very good chance that she's gonna go to prison for the rest of her life.
And Connor will be lost without you in his life.
You need to make her see that.
Sasha Broussard is a liar and a thief,
- a m*rder*r...
- She may be all of those things.
But she's still a mother.
Talk to her.
Well, I'd offer you a drink...
I'll take it.
Oh.
If you are gonna try and get me to confess to setting up Joe Barns...
I've recused myself from investigating you.
I'm not here as law enforcement.
What are you then?
A concerned father.
You don't have to worry about Connor.
I'm gonna take him far away.
You understand the FBI will never let you leave.
Your money's frozen.
They got a U.S. Attorney who's building a case.
- You're going away.
- (LAUGHS)
I've heard that one before.
But here I am.
You ever notice there aren't a lot of
- old criminals running around?
- I'm sorry.
Are you calling me old?
I'm just saying that your luck has run out.
And that boy upstairs...
He needs someone who'll be around to look after him.
And that's you?
You know it is.
What's the ask, Dwayne?
You need to tell him the truth.
What you've done.
He's nearly grown, Sasha.
He's gonna learn about it one way or the other.
Just like he learned about me.
And if it doesn't come from you, he will never forgive you.
And he won't accept me.
I can't.
- You have to.
- (VOICE BREAKING): He'll hate me.
You claim you're a changed woman.
You claim he's the most important thing to you.
I want to believe you.
Tell him the truth.
What are you doing here?
Just leaving.
(SIGHS)
(DOOR OPENS)
Connor, we need to talk, honey.
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)