02x13 - The Ripper of Riga

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Criminal Minds: Beyond Borders". Aired: March 2016 to May 2017.
"Criminal Minds: Beyond Borders" follows an elite team of FBI agents coming to the aid of, and solving crimes involving, American citizens on international soil.
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02x13 - The Ripper of Riga

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Jack: Over million Americans

leave the safety of
our borders every year.

If danger strikes,

the FBI's International Response Team

is called into action.

[Traditional music playing]

[Violin and piano
playing classical music]

- [Snaps fingers, speaks Russian]
- _

[Women chattering]

[Water pours]

Felicia, you... how do you
say in America, really rock?

[Laughs] Are you kidding? You
girls are the ones who rock.

You dance beautifully.

I'm just trying to keep up with you all.

She's right. You dance
pretty good for a girl

with such big feet.

I'm surprised.

- [Speaking Russian]

I suggest you focus on dance.

The recital is four days away,

and the world will be watching.

[Violin and piano resume playing]

[Cellphone alert chimes]


[Lights clank]

Who's there?

[Lights clank off]

[Cellphone alert chimes]

[Person whispers] Felicia.

[Scoffs] Ha ha. I see you,

but I don't scare that easily, so...

enough with the games.

[Cellphone alert chimes]

[Clatter in distance]


- [Hisses]
- Aah!

Ryan: The deeper my
cover, the safer I am.

Clara: Well, you don't
think they're gonna try

and board the plane, do you?
Jack: He's your problem now.

- Try to focus!
- Stay with me! Come on!

I'm here to help you!


I'm asking you to see
me as a fellow agent,

not as your son.

Captain, they've got us surrounded.

[Exhales deeply]


Oh, looks like someone's on
the struggle bus this mornin'.

Oh, I could never sleep on planes.

Yeah, well, get in
line. I was up all night.


Yeah, if you consider
shoe shopping online work.

Can't wait to get home.

Yeah, I know. I missed the boys'
Little League game yesterday.


Sorry, bud. That's tough.

How did you do it all these years, Jack?

Easy. Like you, I just married up.

Monty: Good morning, everyone.

- Morning, Monty.
- Ah, Clara.

Just the girl I was looking for.

How's your Russian these days?

- [Speaks Russian]

Good, 'cause the plane's being
rerouted to St. Petersburg.

Felicia Pope, , from Houston, Texas,

has gone missing from the Mishinsky Ballet.

American at the Mishinsky?

Wow. She must have been super talented.

First ever. She had the lead
in the annual performance

of Arlekinada.

Wow, the Harlequin dance.
That is a beautiful ballet,

despite the very creepy clown in it.

- Uh, let me guess.
- Oh, yeah, you know it.

Ballet since I was three.

Don't make me get up
on my toes and show you.

In a time when Russia
and the United States

are not exactly BFFs... Here you go.

Oh. Thank you.

Uh, offer diplomacy through the arts.

Seems like it was working,
too, and getting a lot of press.

The show was four days away,

and Felicia was on the brink of
becoming an international star.

So did someone resent Felicia's
position in the ballet?

Some of the other dancers did report

that Felicia's understudy,
Samantha Mironov, ,

was not happy about
Felicia getting the role.

But enough to kidnap or k*ll her?

I mean, anything's possible.

I've heard crazy
stories of choreographers

who have been brutally attacked
by their dancers and sponsors

for creative differences.

Felicia was last seen at rehearsal

by the other dancers and
their choreographer, Dado,

- who reported her missing.
- And her parents?

Parent. Uh, her
mom, Lisa, is on her way.

Seems Dad was never
really in the picture,

but I'll get more information
when she gets here.

So the Russians are letting
us operate an investigation

- on their soil?
- Felicia's disappearance

is only known by the two
countries at the moment,

but if Felicia isn't found soon,

her understudy will have to step in,

and then the world will
start asking questions.

Jack: So if this does get out,

and the Kremlin doesn't
invite us to participate

in the investigation, it will appear

that they're hiding something.

Oh, I wish I had more for you,

but information from the Kremlin

has been spotty at best.

Well, I wouldn't expect
them to be helpful.

It's hard to change decades of secrecy,

and the Russians view everything
as an international chess game.

No, this isn't a time for games.

Teenage girl's life
hangs in the balance,

we gotta find her and get her back

before she's lost forever.

[Lights clank]


[Voice breaking] Hello?

Is anyone there?

Where am I? [Sniffles]

What's happening?


[Clank] [Screams]

[Theme music]

[Russian music playing]

Jack: A Russian proverb tells us,

If you're scared of the wolves,

stay out of the forest.


I've just been informed
the Kremlin has sent us

a welcoming party.

- F.S.B.?
- Seems so.

Well, they should just
call it the K.G.B. still.

It's the same people, same M.O.

- It's gonna be a tricky dance.
- It will be.

The ambassador informed me,

no g*n, no badges, or identification.

So we're invisible?

Yep. Everyone follow my lead.


[Men speaking in Russian]

Welcome. I'm Major
General Galina Glazunov.

I welcome you to Russia.

I'm Unit Chief Jack
Garrett, and this is my team,

Agent Seger, Simmons, and Jarvis.

Agent Garrett, this
is a diplomatic event

taking place on Russian soil.

You and your team will
respect my authority.

Our only mission is finding Felicia Pope

and bringing her home.

If you or your team make one false move,

I will not hesitate to
declare you persona non grata.

Do we understand each other?

We do.

- [Speaks Russian]
- _

Then we will escort you
to the Mishinsky Theater,

where the American girl was last seen.


[Continues whimpering]

Please... [Whimpering]


Catch a piggy by the toe.

If she screams...


... let her go.



Aah! [Clank]


Jack: This is where
Felicia was last seen.

No obvious signs of a struggle.

No, but maybe the
assailant or assailants

were able to disable Felicia quickly

before she could put up a fight.

In a space this open,
no one saw anything?

Maybe someone did.

Who installs security cameras,

then points them away from the action?

Whoever did this aimed
them that way deliberately.

Someone familiar with the theater.

Surprised the Russian Politsiya

didn't clock this.

Well, they might have.. but

decided not to share
the information with us.

Whoever turned these around
was definitely using gloves.

Our UnSub is organized.

Probably enters through
the roof up there.

Then climbs down from here.

That keeps him well away

from the main doors of the building

which also are monitored
by security cameras.

He had a plan to get in,

to get out,

and to cover his tracks.

[Speaking Russian]

The eye can see it, but
the tooth can't bite it?

You know what this means, yes?

One's reach exceeds one's grasp.

Da. This what happen to Felicia.

She gets scared, then runs.

Felicia traveled here by
herself to pursue her dreams.

This really doesn't sound like
somebody who would run away.

Aren't you her understudy?

Mother Russia wants to show the world

it can play nice, so the
role I train my whole life for

goes to an American.

Ooh, so Felicia's sudden absence

brings quite an opportunity for you.

I see it more like... destiny.

Excuse me, Dado.


SSA Mae Jarvis.

Do you mind if I ask
you a few questions?

So my understanding is that

you're not just the choreographer

but you're also dancing the male lead.

Yes. I play the Harlequin.

This is not uncommon in Russian ballet.

And why did you choose
Felicia for the female lead?

Because she's the best
dancer in the company.

Of course.

So where did you go last
night after you left the stage?

I went out... to the movies.

Can anyone confirm that?

Did you kidnap or k*ll Felicia?

- Nyet.
- Do you know where she is?


Where did you go after you
left Felicia on the stage?

My room.

Really? So if I question your roommate,

she'll back that up?

Mae: Something wrong, Dado?

I was with someone.

But I rather not say who.

Because it incriminates you
in Felicia's disappearance?

Because it hurts my reputation.

Yeah, well, you're not
gonna have much of one

if you're sitting in jail rotting.

Where were you the night
Felicia disappeared?

Okay, let me be clear.

If you do not have a solid alibi,

I will have that agent
out there come inside

and arrest you.

I did nothing wrong.

What did you do, Samantha?

Dado: I was with Samantha.

The understudy.

So your alibi is that
you were at the movies

with an underage girl?

It's different here in Russia.

I broke no laws.

Though people talking
is not good for me.

I know you may not find this proper.

This proves that I have nothing to do

with Felicia's disappearance.

Monty: The more we know about Felicia,

the better our chances of finding her.

Well... [Sighs]

She just started dancing
again a few months ago.

What happened?

She had a major operation on
a torn ligament in her toe.

The doctors said she'd
need six months to recover,

and in six weeks, she
was back on the stage.

So she's very driven.

Yes... and passionate.

She just loves dance.

Needs it like we need air.

I was torn about letting her
go so far away without me,

but I couldn't stop her
from doing what she loved.

Were there any friends, boyfriends?

No time for that. Her life is dance.

Well, did she say anything
about her time in Russia, then?


Just everything was like it usually is.

Some girls are fun,
some girls not so much.

But nothing out of the ordinary,

except, of course,
all the Internet hate.

I saw that. It was really cruel,

but nothing that would suggest danger.

Maybe not with the public stuff,

but you should see the private.

There were a lot of unhappy people

about her being an American
in a Russian ballet.


Did... she or you report any of this?

[Voice breaking] All
Felicia wants to do is dance.

She doesn't care about any of that.

My men have shared with me
your interviews and theories,

and we believe that
not everyone is ready

to handle such pressure.

The girl probably ran away.

What little we know about her profile

- suggests something different.
- Profile?

Yes. We believe that every crime...

- Da, I know what this psychobabble means...
- [Cellphone rings]

- but it is not our way.
- [Ringing continues]

- [Speaks Russian]
- [Cellphone beeps]

- Jack: What do you got, Monty?
- Felicia's mom gave me access

to all of her social media and e-mails.

Now before she got
the part in the ballet,

she had followers. Two days after,

she had , ,

- along with love letters, hate mail...
- Spasiba.

... and thr*at and
some Photoshopped pics

I wish I could unsee.

You think an obsessed fan did this?

Wouldn't be the first time.

Celebrity stalking is a common
obsessive addictive behavior.

And if you pair a fanatical
emotional attachment

with an underlying
psychological disorder,

that's an expl*sive combination.

- We know the UnSub is

- organized and knowledgeable.
- [Door closes]

He knew where the security cameras were

and how to avoid them.

Mae: He was also familiar
with the victim...

or at least he thought he was.

He's also confident enough
in his not getting caught

that he was able to
get close... [Screams]

[Glass shatters]

- [Speaking Russian]
- _

Whoever did this was just here.

- Lock it down!
- [Galina shouting in Russian]

That is a very brazen thing to do.

Well, it speaks to their
confidence in not being caught.

Or their desire to send us a message

they can get this close to us.

Or is that toe proof of life?

It could be a warning.

Felicia's medical history

said that she had an
operation on her toe.

And her scar would have
been just like this one.

Yeah, this looks like it was bitten off,

like an animal did this.

Mae: The bite is human size,
but the tears are symmetrical.

And even perfect teeth
are not that straight.

So what could have done that?

A biting device.

Years ago, I unofficially
worked an international case

where the UnSub would capture
and t*rture his victims

by tearing off bits and pieces
of their bodies using a...

a metal fang device that he created.

Hmm. Lovely.

His name was Oleg
Antakov, ex-K.G.B. agent

who was the head interrogator

of a secret t*rture house in Riga.

They called him The Ripper of Riga.


Yeah. When Russia
fell, so did the K.G.B.,

but Oleg... he never stopped.

He kept capturing and torturing people.

Instead of information,

it was for his pure
desire to see them suffer.

So is this a copycat
or the Ripper himself?

They locked him up and
threw away the key, but...

whoever this is wants
us to know they're here.

Anyone see who handed out the teas?

Uh, it was someone in white.

The kitchen staff.

- [Speaks Russian]
- _

Clara, you and the team go with Galina.

- I'm gonna try another angle.
- Where do you think you're going?

To visit the past.

- [Speaks Russian]
- _

[Speaks Russian]

[Beep, door clicks]

Wow, that's a lot of
security for a kitchen.

This is Russia. We have
security everywhere.

Do you have any record of
who came in and out of here?

Six people have keyed
in or out of the kitchen

over the last hour.

Four remain in the building.

- Man, you guys are efficient.
- Da.

Well, let's round them up
and try to find the others.

While Monty runs the names.

[Woman singing blues tune indistinctly]

Hello, Boris.

Jack! It's been too long, my old friend.

- [Speaks Russian]
- _

Before I give you spanking.

Welcome back to Russia.

How is my girl?

Karen is good.

Let's drink to that.

No, thanks. I'm working.

[Laughs] Still a Boy Scout, I see.

The Ripper is back.


- [Glass clatters]
- Nyet.

He is still in hole we left him in.

An American ballet dancer is missing.

We just found her toe. It was bitten off

by some kind of device.

It's impossible.

Only a small group knew his M.O.,

and most of them are now d*ad.

Then either he's out,

or you or I did it.

I think it's time we
pay the Ripper a visit.

- Okay, Monty, what do you got?
- [Cellphone beeps]

Of the two employees
who left the theater,

one name rang a bell,

so I ran a search of his
mug from his work badge

against all of Felicia's followers,

and I got a hit.

His name is Ivan Kozar.

Now Kozar was one of
Felicia's obsessive followers.

He made over ,
posts about her online.

Well, I know they call them fanatics,

but doesn't hurting
the object of obsession

seem a little extreme?

Yeah, if Felicia said or did something

that Kozar thought was wrong,
it may have triggered him.

Like taking a role from a Russian

in the Mishinsky Ballet?

Because that's when his posts
from loving to trashing her.

Yeah, but what does Kozar have to do

with the guy that Jack is looking into?

How are they connected?

It doesn't matter.
We've got his address.

Follow me.

Jack: All right, thanks, Clara.
Be careful. Keep me updated.

We must check phones, Jack.

- Karasho.
- [Buzzer]

[Whirring, clank]

Clara said they got a
suspect they're checking out.

How can suspect know
anything about Ripper?

We're about to find out.

[Beep, clank]



What is this place?

This where things go to disappear.

[Keys jangle, cell unlocks]

[Speaks Russian]

[Clank, creak]

[Door bangs wall]


Old friends come to
visit... It warms the heart.

You two must be in real
trouble, you come down here.

We have some questions for you.

Of course you do.

Please, come and make
yourself comfortable.

- Have a seat.
- No, Thank you.

I'm not giving you a choice.

You need me, not other way around.

- [Speaking Russian]
- _

- [Speaks Russian]
- [g*n cocks]

If he so much as yawns,

sh**t him.

- [Speaks Russian]
- _

[Door creaks]

This is why I hate clowns.

Simmons: So this is
the clown from the show.

Yeah, but why?

Does it symbolize
something for this UnSub

or mean something?

Might mean like the joke's on you?

Maybe the UnSub wanted the last laugh.

[Door closes in distance]

If you find one that
you like, it is yours.

We are not so different, Boris.

- You're a monster.
- I am not.

[Laughs] That's funny.

One day, I am hero.

Medals, dinners.

My picture in newspaper.

And then... Ronald Reagan,

and now I am monster

with no rights.

You were necessary evil.

This is why you're in this cage.

Do you believe this true, Agent Garrett?

That every law in the world was broken

when you and this relic put me in here?

There was no trial,

no jury.

I thought America stood for justice.

Where is mine?

Well, Oleg, you're in Russia.

That's between you and your country.

Ha ha! That is what you tell yourself

to sleep better at night,
but at least you sleep.

This one is too busy drinking vodka

and chasing me in his dreams.

You don't know what
you're talking about.

No? You caught your white whale.


But you cannot tell anyone
about me or him, so...

in K.G.B., you are
nothing but paper pusher.

He's baiting you.

[Chuckles] Is working.

Man: Over here!

Jack: A girl is missing.

A ballerina. The M.O. screams you.

I am flattered,

but as you can see,

that is impossible unless
there are two of me.

Or you got someone else
to do your dirty work.

Well, that would take
some kind of magic trick

from down here,

but if I was involved,

I would choose victim like dancer.

High-profile American

that would get the attention of the FBI.

And then I would leave trail of crumbs.

Huh. Or maybe a toe.

And then I would lead team to a patsy...

or actually a patsy's apartment

where everything would go boom.

[Laughs maniacally]

- [Shouts in Russian]
- _

- [Knocking]
- Felicia.

- Felicia, we're here to help you.
- [Muffled grunting]

[Shouting in Russian]

Come on!

- [Grunting]
- [Cellphone rings]

Jack? Clara, get out of there now!

It's a trap!

- [Shouting in Russian]
- No! Stop!

- [Door thuds open]
- [expl*si*n]

[Glass shattering, objects clattering]

I'm just getting the glass.

[Men shouting in Russian]

- [Coughing]
- Felicia?

- [Cellphone rings]
- [Gasping]

I'm an American with the IRT.

- I'm here to help you.
- [Rings]

Just relax. Everything's
gonna be all right.


- Jack.
- Clara.

I heard the expl*si*n. Is everyone okay?

Two F.S.B. agents are down.

- Simmons is hurt.
How bad?

He took a pretty good hit.
I think he's gonna be okay.

You and Mae?

[Exhales deeply]
We're lucky to be alive.

It's a miracle that
we just survived that.

What about the suspect?

In the wind, but we do have
Felicia, and she's alive.

Jack! Jack!

Man whose apartment that
they go to is Ivan Kozar.

He's part-time guard
here at Erdeli Prison.

Oleg was an interrogator.

He knows how to get
something out of someone

and to get them to do his bidding.

He turned his guard and
he used him to set trap

that we fell right into.

If he can turn a guard...

[Alarm wailing]

[Alarm continues wailing]

[Alarm continues wailing]

[Door slams]

We were a distraction.

k*lled them and got the
drop on the other guards

before they had time to react.

But he could do this anytime
with guard Ivan. Why now?

Because it's personal. We were set up.

He wanted us to be responsible.

And responsible you are!

What is this?

- [Speaking Russian]
- [Siren wailing in distance]

Come with me.

What is... what is...

Hey. Hey, hey, what is going on?

I have two d*ad agents. I
got a k*ller on the loose,

and the one thing they
have in common is your team.

Time to go home.

The Kremlin says this is for
your own protection, Jack.

Oh, come on, that's
bull, and you know it.

We can't afford to have any
more Americans getting hurt.

Or fixing your problems.

- It's out of my hands, Jack.
- [Cellphone rings]


[Speaking Russian]

How you doing, Matt?

Some cuts and bruises, but I'll be okay.

Felicia okay?

Happy and grateful to be alive.

I love you.

[Crying] I love you, too.

[Knock on door]

Soon as I suspected it was the Ripper,

I should have known
what he was gonna do.

He's planned this out for years, Jack.

I looked into Ivan.

He lost his father as a young boy.

He's been searching for
a purpose ever since.

So Oleg filled that mentor role,

gave him something to believe in...

Revenge for his father figure.

Exactly. Oleg bided his time

until the opportunity showed itself.

That's a long play,

which is why you need to see this.

It was found amongst the
rubble at Ivan's apartment.

How did he get this?

An old K.G.B. agent like Oleg

knows where everything is
buried and how to find it.

Yeah, but how did F.S.B. get

all of this personal stuff about you?

I'm sorry, Jack, but the Kremlin

wants you and your team airborne ASAP.

This your handiwork?

So every time you stayed
with us in our home,

you were spying on me?

What? You think the Cold w*r was over?

I did not tell Kremlin
anything more about you

than you tell Washington about me.

I only gave them the bare essentials,

never, ever anything about your
personal life or your family.


That's it.

Oleg blames me for getting caught,

so in order to hurt me,

he made it seem like he
was gonna hurt my team,

but the real target is my family.


Monty, I need you to initiate

the Bureau's protection
protocols for my wife and kids.

[Telephone ringing in distance]

I just spoke to Millie.
Have you heard from Josie?

Yes. She was picked up at USC's campus

and taken to the FBI's L.A. offices.

Jack Junior?

With his troop in a secure location.

And Ryan?

Ryan was at a conference in Helsinki,

but agents are on their way to him now.

- Karen, your children are safe.
- [Sighs]

[Car doors close] How
long to the Embassy?

[Russian accent] A few minutes.

Great, thanks.

No problem.

Jack, everyone's accounted
for except for Ryan.

- Where is he?
- Helsinki.

That's only a few hours from here.

What, you think Oleg escaped
and went all the way to Finland?

Ivan's continuing to
do Oleg's dirty work,

but he'll bring Ryan
back to St. Petersburg

so Oleg can k*ll him.

I can track him. He's
off grid, but I can.

Monty, I know what
you're thinking, but no.

Not even for my son.

[Knock on door]

May I speak with my husband?

Of course.


Jack, tell me everything.

[Sighs] Ryan's been abducted.

An ex-K.G.B. agent that I
once put away has escaped,

and if I don't find Ryan
first, he'll k*ll him.

What are the options?

FBI protocol demands
each field agent have

an optical tracking
device on their person.

And Monty would have to
hack into an NSA satellite

and point it at Russia.

If caught, we'd be accused of spying,

and it could cause an
international incident.

And be the end of the IRT.


Unless you got permission.


We got a better chance
of hitting the lotto.

[Sighs] You just need some Lady Luck,

so you tell me who to speak to,

and then, Jack, bring our boy home.

[Telephone ringing in distance]

Can I help you?

Yes. Karen Garrett,

Jack's wife, Ryan's mother.

Of course.

I've been briefed on what's happening.

The FBI is doing everything we can.

We're in constant
communication with the Kremlin.

So standard operational procedures.

And that's the best
we can offer right now.

For two U.S. FBI agents in trouble?

Who understood the risk involved.

I thought America didn't
leave its heroes behind.

We have an extraction team
in the air as we speak.

Which will never get there in time,

and my son will pay the
ultimate price for that!

I wish there were more
I could do, but I can't.

If you'll excuse me, I
have a standing appointment

that I cannot miss.

Yes, of course.

Spend every precious
moment you can with them.

How old is he?

He's .


They're so sweet when they're .

They hug you and tell you
they're gonna love you forever.


Enjoy it while you can.

Because they grow up very fast,

and you can't be there to
hold them and protect them.

You just have to pray that they're okay

and that someone else
is looking after them.

[Typing quickly on keyboard]

Jack, I am tracking Ryan.

[Exhales] Karen.

So Assistant Director
Barnes gave the go...

She said, Don't get caught"
So I'm covering my trail

by making it look like environmentalists

are trying to track a
herd of migratory reindeer

through the Arctic, but I
should have Ryan's location soon.

- Thanks, Monty.
- That's the easy part, Jack.

You're the one who has
to get off that plan.

Well, being that we're surrounded,

we'd need an act of
God for that to happen.

I messed up, Jack.

Maybe now I can fix a little, huh?

I am going to act like I snapped,

sh**t a tire or two,

cause distraction.

Don't worry. I'm not
going to hurt anybody.

Will they hurt you?

They throw me in box for a while.

I'll plead insanity. They
give me dishonorable discharge.

Boris... Hey,

my pension was crap anyway.

Goodbye, Jack.

If he pulls this off, we can all get out

through the front
wheel hatch undetected.

Monty's already put
his career on the line.

I can't and won't

ask the rest of you to do the same.

I gotta do this alone.

[Men shouting indistinctly, g*n]

Get the plane in the air right now.

That's an order.

[Siren wailing]

[Men shouting indistinctly]

[Train whistle blows in distance]

[Device clicking]

[Clicking continues]


- Ryan.
- Don't.

The tracking device in Ivan's mouth.

You knew all along I'd find you.

Of course I did. You
are like Clint Eastwood.

You always get your man.

Now put g*n down, or I put
a hole in your son's head.

You do that, and you're d*ad.

Yes, but your son will also be.

My way... maybe one of you lives.

Now toss your g*n this way.

You like my work?

I like to tenderize my meat

- before I take a bite.
- [Grunts]

This is between us, Oleg.

Maybe in your country,

but in Russia,

you do something wrong to someone,

it becomes family affair.

Do you know why you fell into my lap?

I'm not playing games.

Because you're arrogant.

You fly around the world like Superman.

Noble patriot.

You self-righteously pretend
to serve your country,

but it is your own ego that you serve.

Look at your son, following
you into the battle.


For what? To continue
your legacy of hypocrisy?

But here you are,

disobedient, a man without a country,

without a team.

Who are you now?

You are nothing.

I'm more than you'll ever be,

because I know what it
is to love and be loved,

unlike a narcissistic sadist like you

who gets off on other people's pain

because he can't feel
anything for himself.

Boris was wrong about you.

You're no monster.

You're just a low-level thug
with delusions of grandeur.


Take this g*n.

Take it!

Take the g*n!

Take it!

You sh**t your father in the heart,

or I sh**t you.

[Breathing heavily]

If I pull this trigger,
you're just gonna k*ll me, too.

Maybe not.

You can't be serious.

He wants us both to suffer.

And he'll get great joy out of knowing

that he forced you to k*ll me.

So if it's between you or
me, there's no choice, Ryan.


You know what you have to do.

I can't sh**t you, Dad!

Let me help.

On count of three, k*ll or be k*lled.

- One...
- Do it, Ryan!

- Dad, I can't.
- Two...

Listen to me, Ryan. Pull the trigger!


sh**t me now, Ryan... [Voice echoing]

[Breathing heavily]


After you are d*ad,

I am going to take small
chunks out of your son

slowly and painfully

until he is begging for death.

And then I will put
his mouth on sidewalk

and I will curb him

until there is nothing left but mush.

And then I will continue

what I was doing before you stopped me,

and every person that I
k*ll for the rest of my life,

their blood will be on
your hands, Jack Garrett.

Now how is that for
delusions of grandeur?

[g*n clicking]

What you think, I am stupid?

That I give you more than one b*llet

then turn my back on you?

No, but I got you to come over here.


[Shell casings clatter to ground]


Dad, hang on.


- Dad, I'm coming!
- [Handcuffs click]

- Ryan...
- Dad.



Listen to me. You're
gonna be okay, all right?

I need you to stay with me.

I need you to fight, okay? You can't go.



Good work, Dad.

Couldn't have done it without you, Son.

Ryan, you wanna race to the car?

Ready? Go!



All: Cheers!

Ryan: I need you to hang on,
all right, Dad? Stay with me.




[K.D. Lang's Hallelujah playing]

♪ Heard there was a secret chord ♪

♪ That David played and
it pleased the Lord ♪

♪ You don't really care for music, do ya? ♪

- ♪ Well, it goes like this ♪
- Dad!

♪ The fourth, the fifth, the
minor fall, the major lift ♪

- I'm all right.
- [Laughs]

Aw. Nothing to worry about.

♪ Composing Hallelujah ♪

- Josie.
- Dad.

You didn't have to
come all the way home.

How's school?

USC is fine. Don't worry about that.

You had us all scared to death.

Yeah, I know, I know,
but luckily your brother

followed FBI protocol and
knew exactly where to sh**t

so not to k*ll me.

Doesn't it make it any less scary, sir.

- Millie.
- [Both laugh]

Oh, both my college girls are home.

Oh, I missed you so much.

Well, the next time you wanna see me,

do something other than get sh*t.

I'll do my best.

Hmm. Hey.

Jack Garrett, don't you do that again.


We're so glad you're okay, Jack.

Thank you.

It's good to see you
up and around, Jack.

And thank you, Monty.

You really put yourself
on the line for us.

That's what family's for, Jack.

That's right.

Speaking of which, someone
would like to say hello.


- Aw!
- Dad!


- Hey. Mom there?
Hey, yeah.

- Jack, hi, hi, hi.
- Hi, Mom.

How are ya, Son?

Good. Sorry I couldn't be there tonight.

Well, your Mom and I are
very proud of where you are,

and just seeing your face made my day.

Thanks, Pop.

Your brothers and sisters
wanna say hi to you.

Yes, sir.

[Laughter] Oh, hey, big bro.


Come on, let's eat.

- Cheers, everybody.
- Cheers.


[Glasses clink]

Cheers. Are you okay?

Never better.

♪ ... David played and it pleased the Lord ♪

Thank you, Lord,

for my family,

for my friends,

and for my life, my
job, and my amazing team,

and for getting us home safe.

Thank you for my son and my daughter

serving in the Armed Forces

and for all the men and
women serving our country,

and thank you, Lord, for
the blessing of this food

that we are about to receive.

In the name of the
Father, and of the Son,

and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelu-u-u-jah ♪

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