[wind blowing]
[boom]
[whoosh sound, quickly fading out]
[silence]
[melodic music]
[rap music]
[rap music]
[rap music]
[rap music]
[engine revving by]
[fast whoosh sweeping across]
[rap music fading]
[crickets chirping]
- A new poll in the upcoming primary shows
Alabama Senator, Ted Langley at 24%
among all conservative
candidates running for president.
While Langley has been widely
endorsed by evangelicals
for his pro-life stance,
he has been largely
rejected by voters of color
due to his zero tolerance
policy on marijuana.
Recently, Langley has been making headlines
as he is set to showdown
with the president's nominee
for the Office of National Drug
Control Policy, James Marks.
Marks is the special agent in charge of the
Northeast branch of the
Drug Enforcement Agency.
With decades of service
from his time as a marine
during Desert Storm
[home alarm ringing]
to a highly decorated police officer
- What?
- Can you get that checked out please?
- Sit tight.
- To the DEA in 2005 and led
numerous successful missions
to stifle international drug cartels
operating in the United States.
But Marks has come under
scrutiny in recent years
[home alarm ringing]
since the controversial
investigation into the 2009 m*rder
of Bolivian drug lord, Alejandro Hernandez
who was found dead alongside his wife
and young daughter in their private home.
[home alarm ringing]
[alarm keypad DTMF tones]
[door creaks and opens]
[eerie music]
[door opens]
[eerie music]
[door closes]
[eerie music]
[puts g*n down with a clang]
[eerie music]
[keyboard sounds]
[eerie music]
[keyboard clicking]
[eerie music]
[Keyboard sounds]
[keyboard sounds]
[eerie music]
[whipping sound]
[groan]
[thud]
[Eerie music]
[zipping sound]
[eerie music]
[floor creaks]
[eerie music]
[eerie music]
[floor creaks]
[eerie music]
[silence]
[upbeat music]
[door opens]
[upbeat music]
- Ready to teach them a lesson?
- This is all you, I'll fall back.
- Okay
[Upbeat music]
[door creaks]
[footsteps]
- Good morning class.
We have 2 agents from the
Drug Enforcement Agency
to give a lecture regarding drugs,
which are the topics
of major concern today.
Agents Miller and Stokes
[sporadic hand clapping]
- Good morning.
My partner and I have been
with the DEA for 15 years
and we're here today to offer some insight
on the effects of commonly used drugs.
[silence]
Okay
let's begin with everybody's
favorite cannabis.
A flowering plant that contains the species
Sativa, Indica, and Ruderalis.
The plant is indigenous to Central
Asia and the Indian subcontinent.
- Are they serious, weed is a drug?
- Quiet Newman!
- Next we have heroin.
This is an opioid mixed with morphine
used to be prescribed
as a cough suppressant
and believe it or not,
as an anti-diarrhetic.
- What is this?
Preschool class from the 80s?
- Hey, another word and you're out!
[paper scratch]
[soft door click]
- Okay, next up we got
the rockstar cocaine.
This is a powerful stimulant,
commonly used as a recreational drug.
It could be snorted, inhaled,
or injected into the veins.
And it is the leading cause
of thousands of deaths
in the United States
alone due to trafficking.
- I'm sorry, but what is this for?
Really?
[chair creaks]
I mean, what are we paying for?
Will it be on the final?
[footsteps]
[Slams computer closed]
- Who pays your tuition, big mouth?
- My finances are not...
- Yeah, that's what I thought
[scoffs]
- He speaks.
[chair creaks]
- Okay, since Newman doesn't
wanna hear the rest of the lecture
[footsteps]
we're gonna cut it short and talk
about something a little
more closer to home.
[footsteps]
[remote clicks]
Oxycontin, Vicodin, Percocet, Percodan,
Xanax, Seroquel, Larazapam,
Ambien, methadone, codeine.
How many people know someone
on one of these drugs?
[sombre music]
Yeah, fortunately, I'm not surprised.
[eerie music]
Doctors are prescribing
a handful of these drugs
to children as young as 10 years old,
starting the whole chain
reaction of dependency issues.
Now the prescription drug regulations
make it harder to get these drugs,
but still people find a way.
But when they don't
[remote clicks]
which brings us back here,
[remote clicks]
[footsteps]
the demand for heroin is up 300%
to prescription drug regulations.
In turn, the violence goes up.
by producing and trafficking these drugs.
[backward footsteps]
Thousands die every year
just trying to get these
drugs in the hands of people.
[foot thud]
Like the hands of people.
[eerie music]
We care about
[remote thud]
[footsteps]
[students clapping]
[Footsteps]
- You okay, Keith?
[sombre music]
[phone rings]
[Sombre music]
Looks like it's dismissal time for us.
We gotta go.
[door opens, footsteps, and door closes]
- Duncan, what the latest word?
- My contacts in Senator Martinez's office
believes they'll have all the votes we need
before the confirmation.
But there's still this obstacle
of our Rust Belt friend.
He's making serious moves
to block the confirmation.
[faint wind blowing]
- So he wants to play
the race card with me.
I'll deal in.
- Now listen that's what we don't want
Any sign of aggression
under intense cross-examination
won't be a good look.
[gentle breeze]
- We'll get back to this later
Tell your pops I said what's up.
Ciao.
[car engine idling]
[Car revving noise]
[Engine noise]
[car door closes]
[footsteps]
- Gentlemen
I'm sorry to take away from
your community service detail.
- What's so urgent that
we had to meet out here
and not at the office?
- I got a call from the FBI this morning.
Some disturbing news
George Schaffer was m*rder*d
in his home last night
- Schaffer?
What, the agent from the Rodchenko case?
- The one you shot in the leg
that time when we were undercover.
Remember that?
- Yeah, Jay, I just remembered that.
- His wife found him
strangled in his home office.
[car whooshing past]
He heard the alarm go off
went downstairs checking out.
And ah, that was it
FBI checked for surveillance
cameras and found nothing.
[car whooshing past]
- Hey listen,
FBI, got a...
I don't know what to say.
I'm sorry for his family.
- What do you want us to do?
- Jason, Keith
This is Schaffer's
apprentice, Agent Frank Bauer.
- Heard a lot about your work.
Very impressive.
We're not asking lightly
for your assistance.
- Assistance?
- I offered an olive branch to the FBI
because of our past
relationship with Schaffer
[birds chirping]
- You know this guy?
[birds chirping]
- Yeah, that looks like Billy Ramirez.
He used to work security
for this cartel chief
that we put out of
commission a few years ago.
- Him and his brother Paco
were some contract dope runners
for some high-level independents.
Schaffer was working on something so big,
he kept us all in the dark.
I think this guy had
something to do with it.
[car whooshing past]
- So if you think its this
Ramirez guy's handy work
why don't you just go collar him?
- Ah, Agent Miller right?
You know, if you showed
a little more patience
I'll get to the point.
- Okay, here what we need
Jason, Keith, you guys,
meet the Ramirez Brothers.
They own the bar called Status Q,
about 30 miles north of the city.
[birds chirping]
Do what you do best
go in there,
right?
FBI moves in,
they take him down
debrief later,
okay?
- Agent John De Lorenzo
he was working with Ramirez a year ago.
His cover got blown.
He ends up the same way as Schaffer.
Down to the wire cuts.
- Keith, you got that bike still
ah, in your garage?
- Why is this a biker bar?
- Yeah.
- So you're gonna have us dressing
up like the Village People here?
Not exactly.
[upbeat music]
[motor bike noise]
[motor bike noise]
[upbeat music]
[snooker ba*ls hitting pockets]
- Ah that sucks
[glasses clinking]
[breathe]
[chair scraping]
- What will it be?
- Two Modellos please
[indistinct chatter]
[Snooker ba*ls clanking]
[bottle clinks on table]
- Thank you darling.
Queremos hablar con el dueo.
[bottles cheers]
- I don't know about you
I'm getting a little tired
of these cattle calls
for the feds business.
- What else is new?
[sigh]
- I've been thinking sometimes, man.
I'd rather be doing some of that teaching
rather than trying to get
the latest dope runner.
- Linda still up your a*s on that sh*t?
[laugh]
- I got a kid on a scholarship....
up my a*s with the mortgage
and I got this bum left shoulder.
Where the hell did all this time go, man?
- Hell! I'd like to be sipping
Don Julio on a beach in Belize.
Right now we gotta keep
our head in the game
- This Election is about American values,
about saving our children
from falling prey to a
menace at our borders.
You're fed up with weak
leadership at the top,
and I plan to change that.
I'm Ted Langley
and I approve this message because
I want to be your president.
Believe in me.
- DC's drowning in its own bullshit
[background low bar noises]
Gotcha.
[footsteps]
- Billy, Paco and his girl Jazlyn.
- I'm Milford.
This is my boy Jay.
- Sup?
- Why don't we go meet somewhere private?
[footsteps]
[Chair scraping]
[footsteps]
[indistinct chatter]
[ominous music]
- Probably heard we don't come cheap.
- Well if we wanted low prices
wed deal with the Chinese.
- What parts are you from?
- Tampa.
[Click] [click]
- Really?
So why this time of year instead
of soaking some sun down there?
- We heard this was the best place
for the best junk money can buy, baby.
[background beat, like a distant drum]
- Well, your referral came through.
[Rock music]
[footsteps]
- Now see for yourself.
- We don't share needles.
- What is it that you're looking
for, Cabrn?
'cause I don't see it.
- Hey! Yo! Our money is good.
Trust us.
- You know what happened
to the last m*therf*cker
that tried to buy my sh*t
without a free sample?
Served him up to my dog for dinner.
- Hold on, don't get hostile
now, I'll take it.
- Oh, no! You don't need
to put anything, man.
- You heard your boy!
[glasses clinking]
[ominous music]
[ominous music]
- That's enough.
I had to make sure you were
the real deal nothing personal
- Okay,
I'm dropping my kids off to the pool
[faint footsteps]
- Jameson.
[footsteps]
- Don't be stupid man.
[bar fight]
- That m*therf*cker tried to blow me!
- Billy! They're cops!
[whack]
[ooff]
[bar fight noises]
[glass breaking]
[bar fight noises]
- Freeze!
FBI!
[groan in pain]
[g*nsh*t]
[tumbling]
[intense upbeat music playing]
On the floor.
Now!
Puta!
[g*nsh*t]
[dropped, labored breathing]
[sirens]
[footsteps]
- I don't want nobody talking.
Keep everybody separated.
- Just waiting on transport.
- All right. lets go!
[footsteps]
[scoff]
[footsteps]
- Looks like you two need a little
more than medical attention.
- So what part of the briefing did we miss
that you already had guys inside?
- Uh.. you're welcome?
- Oh, did you even know who
we were when we came in?
- I was told we had some
DEA agents visiting.
With your exemplary reputation,
I'm surprised you couldn't
keep your cover under wraps.
- Oh yeah?
And what else can you
do with that big mouth?
- Oh, cut the bullshit!
Now you got Ramirez, now what?
- He'll be spilling his
guts in the next 24 hours.
Then we'll get Schaffer's k*ller.
Appreciate your cooperation.
[cluck]
[sirens continues]
- It's Miller, right ?
A word of advice, quit while you're ahead.
- Let's go, Agent Thompson.
[footsteps]
[floor scraping]
- We're getting overtime for this pal?
[Ominous music]
[footsteps]
[ominous music continues]
[sigh]
[Ominous music]
- You could have made an appointment
instead of spooking the sh*t out of me!
My client was very pleased.
He extends his generosity for your work.
[pensive music]
This last job was a trial run
for the much bigger task at hand.
Won't be a walk in the park, I'm afraid.
Requires strategy and precision.
6 million guaranteed.
Half a front to an encrypted
Cayman Islands account.
The rest upon completion.
This one here...
Is getting too close to
wrecking our whole enterprise.
The client knows it is close to home.
[Brooding music]
Te vas a un hacer, Cabrn.
Take care of that one with pleasure
[Brooding music]
[R&B music]
[Door opens]
[R&B music]
- Jay
[groan]
Jesus Christ!
What the hell happened to you?
- World's getting too small babe
[Sigh]
Sorry if I ruined your surprise.
- Oh! no, not at all.
I just ordered food.
It should be here in a few minutes
- Oh, okay.
All right, well let me go shower real quick
so I don't ruin this mood here.
- Well
The bruises and stains.
I think I'll join you
[Laughter]
- You are bad.
[laugh]
- Jason! What about the food?
- Cancel that sh*t!
[laugh]
[switch on the light]
[Brooding music]
[Brooding music]
[tape peeling]
[Brooding music]
[refrigerator door open and closes]
[glass bottle clinks on tiles]
[sharp clatter of ice dropping into glass]
- [soft plastic thud as
Tupperware lands on tiles]
- [liquid splashes softly into glass]
[soft clink as wine bottle meets glass]
[Brooding music continues]
[footsteps]
[brooding music]
[footsteps]
[Brooding music]
[Brooding music]
[Brooding music]
Pinot noir, it's pretty good.
- I thought so
- What's with all the hospitality?
- I just...
thought that you would
had a long day at work and I
wanted to show my appreciation.
- [chuckle] It's funny that you
picked today to do all this.
- How come?
- Well, something hit me earlier.
- You mean the drug dealers?
- [chuckle] No.
I mean, my boss is going away to DC,
and Sean's off at school on
his own for the first time.
It's all going so fast.
- It's not about the time that passes us.
It's about what we make in it.
- You read that off a greeting
card, didn't you?
- My girlfriend's Instagram.
- Oh yes.
The one that sends me all the spam messages
about pyramid schemes.
[laugh]
- Seriously, Jay.
[deep, heavy breaths]
When your boss leaves his position,
I really think you should take it.
It definitely would help us sleep at night.
- Me being the head of the division?
I am just a team player.
I'm not Lovie Smith.
Hell, I'm not even David
Ruffin of The Temptations.
Don't want to be him.
[laugh]
- I mean, wouldnt you get paid more?
It could help with the
house getting bigger.
- Oh yeah, maybe.
Wait a minute.
Bigger house.
[dramatic music]
Are you saying what I think you're saying?
- I went to my doctor today.
[dramatic music]
six weeks.
[laugh].
- Oh, I love you so much.
The baby, the baby Jay
[laugh].
- [laugh] Sorry.
[laugh continues]
- Oh, but listen, listen.
This is a huge step for us.
I'm gonna need you now more than ever.
Okay?
[bell rings]
Are you expecting company?
[bed sheet scraping]
[drawer creaks and opens]
[g*n c*ck]
[deep breathe]
- If it's another as*h*le
from the casino...
[drawer creaks and closes]
[click of g*n being c*ck]
He is a f*cking dead man.
[soft swish of sheets]
[suspenseful music]
[door opens]
- I apologize for coming out so late,
but this can't wait till tomorrow.
- Okay, come on in.
What's happening?
Is Francine due right now?
- No, it's not that. She's fine.
It's a work matter.
- Okay, let me just grab my phone
upstairs, I'll call Keith...
- No, no, no.
Just us.
[insects chirping]
[ominous, echoing sounds]
[distant engine fading]
[silence]
[door opens]
- Paging Doctor Santana,
please report to emergency immediately.
Paging Doctor Santana,
please report to emergency immediately.
[thud of heavy boots on concrete]
[knocking]
[soft, smooth groan]
- Morning
Mind fetching me a cup of coffee?
- Good.
- Surgery, pick up line 22.
Surgery, pick up line 22.
[door closes]
- [groan in pain] sh*t, you loco b*tch.
- Nice to see you again too.
[chair scraping]
- Where's my brother?
- You don't need to worry about him.
Between his broken leg
and his fractured jaw,
he's in good hands.
- f*ck off, b*tch.
- I'm not here to waste time.
We have an offer on the table.
- For what?
- The name of your contact.
The one going around
strangling federal agents.
- I don't do sneaky sh*t.
If I want someone dead, I do it myself.
- Right?
Given you're not willing to cooperate
and got your brother on the other side,
guess we're done here.
Wait.
What I got, I'll do my bit.
Just spare my brother the time.
Can you give me that, por favor?
- Go on.
[sighs]
- I got in with this lawyer a while back.
He would've told me how
I was claiming my name,
but they didn't want to
rep me while I was hot.
And he offered a big
payday to take out a fed.
- The name, George Schaffer, ring a bell?
- Yeah, something like that.
I passed on the thought.
- Seriously?
- He wanted it done in a very specific way.
And one thing I wouldn't do
is leave behind the widows
and father the children.
- What's the name of the lawyer?
- Some Jewish guy named Teller.
[door open]
He was a short
glasses-wearing mother f*ck.
[door opens]
- Sorry, this is the official FBI.
[g*n shot]
[machine beeping]
[coughing]
f*cking cop.
[machine beeping]
- [distant engine fading
and birds chirping]
- You got this baby.
- It's Washington.
They're vultures.
- You dealt with worse.
Look, it'll be fine.
[kiss]
[footstep]
- I hate to interrupt.
It's time.
- Let's do this.
[footsteps]
[indistinct chatter]
[gavel]
- Good morning.
I'm delighted to be here today to introduce
DEA Special Agent James Jordan Marks
for the position of drug czar
for the president's office of
national drug control policy.
Chairman Langley,
I appreciate you holding this hearing.
With more than 30 years in law enforcement.
You think they'll bring up his ex?
enforcement...
There were like 3 of them.
Who are you thinking of?
The one that hated you the most?
Jordan Marks has the experience...
and the qualities...
They all hated me.
But only one tried to k*ll us.
- The dramatic events unfolding in Mexico
remind us of the desire for
constraining the drug cartels
with government cooperation
With the rise of opioids
and other lethal narcotics
entering our borders,
I made it clear to the Attorney General
that this will be my core mission.
- Special Agent Marks,
that is music to my ears.
We thank you for your years of service.
Eres muy benevito
senora.
- I yield back.
[silence]
- Agent Marks,
[silence]
I've seen a reluctance
by the Justice Department
to address some serious
matters regarding your tenure
in the DEA.
Press too hard for justice.
Bend the law when policy says otherwise.
Then you come today, ignoring the fact
that you've kept career
agents under your command
who committed serious
acts of insubordination.
- He's talking about me.
That Kentucky fried f*cking piece of sh*t.
- I'd relax on that.
He could be talking about anybody.
[chuckle]
[chair scraping]
- Do you possibly believe you
can provide effective leadership,
attention, and when necessary,
pressure in your position?
- Without question, Mr. Chairman.
- As we speak, there are
children running for our boulder
because their fathers are being slaughtered
and their mothers are being
r*ped and drugged by the cartels.
How would you deal with these
countries as a God-fearing man?
[silence]
- Mr. Chairman,
we share the same concerns deeply
for neighbor's families.
- [laugh] Be more specific, son.
This isn't a community
board meeting in the ghetto.
- The ghetto?
- Wow.
- That grand wizard looking
mother f*ck from the KKK?
- Now I remember him.
His nephew f*cking blew
up a church making meth.
Don't you remember?
He was all over the f*cking
news talking about me.
I get it now, you f*cking c*cksucker.
At least I don't feel so bad.
[chuckle]
- Probably touch his children
too, for all we know.
[silence]
- I'd like to circle back
to your time in the NYPD
following your military service.
1993 ring a bell?
- My first year on the force.
- You were called to a
domestic dispute in the Bronx.
You tried to talk the situation down.
- f*ck you Sarah, you cheated on me.
You'd be k*lled in the Bible, you know that
But you didnt end it safely did you?
[ominous music]
- She was saved.
- I'm hard of hearing at my age.
- She was saved!
[continuous chainsaw-like growl]
- Oh God
[labored breathing]
- All the way all the way down
All the way down.
All the way down.
All the way down, please.
Lord forgive me
[g*nsh*t]
- Was violence really the
answer in that situation?
- He didn't give me a choice.
f*ck!
His wife is better off today
than she was at that time.
I suggest you redirect the question to her.
- Do you honestly believe that
you will have the wherewithal
to be able to when necessary
make your case to the president
on any important issue.
- Mr. Chairman,
I will lead the effort for reform.
Reach out to law enforcement
agencies worldwide
to work with us.
Promote a new way to fight the w*r on drugs
without mass incarceration
of small-time offenders.
And if I must be direct
with the administration
about protecting minority
communities and bring to justice
the perpetrators of any
unlawful acts against them,
I will make a very clear
and concise case about it.
- It's very woke of you to
want to protect your own kind,
but I have serious doubts
about both your willingness and ability
to protect the rest of us
in this very important post.
[soft rustle as paper is picked up]
I yield back.
[silence]
- Special Agent Marks,
I want to commend you
for your thorough answers.
This hearing stands adjourned.
[gavel]
[clapping]
[clapping]
- Kicked their asses.
- Hey Stokes! You got a phone call!
- Alright be right there!
[slumps onto table]
- I'm gonna go buy some beers,
get some chicken and
waffles with some hot wings!
[laughs]
- Make sure he's got f*cking
room on his staff for us.
[chair scraping]
- Agent Stokes here.
- Hey, Cabrn.
Is this the same Jason Stokes?
[suspenseful music]
The one that took down Vlad Rodchenko.
- Who is this?
- Well, it seems like we run in
the same circles, follar bicho.
I'm the one everybody wants these days,
so I'm ready to come clean.
I took care of your old friend at the FBI.
- Why don't you come in?
Let's talk about it.
I'll be waiting at the
Sunnyside Hotel room 16
all your questions will be answered there.
[suspenseful music]
[clink of telephone landing]
[suspenseful music continues]
[soft hum as telephone receiver is lifted]
[dialing]
[ringing]
- This is agent Jason Stokes of the DEA
I need to speak to Frank Bauer right away.
- What about the Southern polls?
You're kidding.
Yeah, get back to me on there.
[incoming Zoom call]
[Zoom call connects]
- Hello, Ted.
[gentle clink of glass on table]
[gentle exhale]
- You watched the hearing today?
- Yes.
Not quite. Best for business.
- I'm up to my a*s whipping votes.
g*dd*mn libs took away the filibuster.
That gives a clear path to confirm, Marks.
- You're a valuable commodity, my friend,
but understand one thing.
Everyone is expendable.
Your truth will go public
if he is not handled.
- My campaign is dead in
the water without you.
I tried everything in my power
to stop the hearing alone.
What more do you want me to do?
- We've tried your way.
Now we'll do mine.
- What the hell does that mean?
[sharp suspenseful music]
[piano suspenseful music]
- You're gonna bring so
much change to this town.
All these years of gridlock and no change.
Glad to see that someone
is willing to do the work.
- I know what I'm getting up into.
I'm only concerned with
leaving my people behind.
[Jazz music]
- Have you chosen a successor?
- Well, let me get confirmed first
before we start even talking
about things like that
and finding some real estate in this town.
- I was just curious.
Thought maybe you'd be one of
those guys who brag on about...
- Miller and Stokes.
- Kind of hard to forget your
stories at Christmas time.
- I recruited many good
people into the agency.
[Jazz music continues]
Out of all of them,
they were the cream of the crop.
They keep each other balanced, focused,
and never get blindsided by Bullshit.
[Jazz music]
- Speaking of bullshit,
there's still this other matter
I have to deal with.
- What's that?
- We opened a campaign
finance investigation
into Senator Langley's presidential bid.
- Oh boy.
[Jazz music continues]
- His campaign's in the shitter.
And he's dead last in the primary.
Suddenly he gets this huge super pac
Salvation America to donate 1.2 million.
[Jazz music continues]
No FEC filing?
- You do know that campaign finance fraud
is not in my job description, right?
My people looked into it.
All signs point back to JB Bank.
- The Wall Street Bank.
Know them all too well.
Duncan, we tried for years to
link the bank to the cartels
but there's always
obstruction at every turn.
- They've improved some ridiculous loans
to the kind of players that
you've helped put away.
If you can establish a
link between the bank,
Langley, and these cartels,
we have an airtight case.
- If I send my guys in,
they'd be out of the jurisdiction.
- I have ways around that.
If things go south,
I'll make sure you're protected.
[Jazz music]
- Let's wait until after the Senate vote.
[Jazz music]
Once I'm confirmed,
I will make the bank my first priority.
Okay?
I better get back to Francine
and make sure she's okay.
[Jazz music]
- When she due?
- Any day now.
[Jazz music]
You know, I never thought I'd be married
and soon to be my father for my first kid
at this time in my life.
[Jazz music continues]
Wow.
- Better late than never.
[laughs]
Let me get get this man.
- Look at you.
Being all grown up and sh*t.
[laughs]
I'll call you soon.
[Jazz music]
- How you doing, Max?
[Jazz music]
Alright.
[engine background noise]
[car door closes]
[engine revving sound]
[knock]
Abierto, Cabrn.
[sharp suspenseful music]
[laugh]
- Up against the wall.
[wohh, then an irritating giggle]
You think I'm f*cking playing?
Get up there!
Get on the wall!
[irritating giggle]
You stay there!
[suspenseful music]
[irritating giggle continues]
- Hands behind your back, now!
- Making this harder
than what it needs to be.
[thud of punch hitting the back]
[laughs]
Te Cabrn puneta.
[laughs]
- Keep your f*cking mouth shut.
- What are you arresting me for, huh b*tch?
For reporting a file?
Te Cabrn conio b*tch.
[laughs]
- You are such a cold-blooded kidder.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, Let's get the f*ck out of here.
You stay where you are b*tch.
- Don't worry, baby.
I'm gonna see you later, okay?
[ambient music]
- He's on his way out now.
[ambient music continues]
- Alright, let's go, come on.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and
will be used against you
in the court of law.
You have the right to an attorney.
Get him out of here.
- Come on, let's go.
[ambient music fading]
[Upbeat Music]
[Upbeat Music]
- Yo, my man. Pull over.
Young lady over there,
I think she needs help.
[insect chirping]
[soft engine hum]
[scraping sound of steel wheel]
[scraping sound of steel wheel continues]
Excuse me, miss
Need some help?
- [sighs] Yeah, thank you.
I don't know how I got
this nail in my tire.
- It's okay, it happened.
- You got a spare tire?
- I don't think so.
- Don't worry, I'll take care of it.
[footsteps]
- Thank you
- No worries.
[footsteps]
[screwdriver turning in the steel wheel]
[suspenseful footsteps]
[suspenseful music]
[fighting]
- Go get help!
- Who are you?
What do you work for?
Ah!
[sharp buzzing sound of electric shock]
sh*t!
Ah! [coughing]
- Clean up.
Let's move him to the back.
[suspenseful music]
[footsteps]
[inaudible]
Sit down.
- Sit.
[chair scraping]
- Let's get you unsettled.
[whirling woosh, eerie music]
[telephone rings]
You reached Jason Stokes at
the Drug Enforcement Agency
Metro Division. Please leave a message
Jay, call me back.
[telephone rings]
[foosteps]
Dave, you seen Jay?
- Not since the hearing earlier today.
Why was that?
- He ain't picking up his phone.
Linda hasn't heard from him all day.
That was him?
- That's not like Jay.
- Well, if I hear anything while I see
him, I'll let you know.
- Thanks.
FBI authorities raided the Sunnyside Hotel
where they arrested an unidentified suspect
in the sh**ting death of notorious
drug dealer Billy Ramirez
Ramirez who was in custody
for heroin trafficking was
gunned down at Eastside Hospital
- Isn't that that bootleg
DJ Khaled you collared
like two weeks ago?
- Thompson was shot at
the scene but survived
as the result of wearing body
armor at the time of the sh**ting.
A spokesperson...
Let everybody know whats
happening, see what they did
Decline requests for comment.
- See you later, Dave.
[chair scraping]
[eerie music]
- Thanks for the tip.
I'll give Marks a good word or any work.
- You mind tell me who that is in there.
[eerie music]
- My boss is a k*ller.
- I am sick and tired of f*cking foreplay.
He knows my name and he knows my cases.
I am not leaving here until I get answers.
- There's popcorn in the
kitchen if you get hungry.
[eerie music]
[footsteps]
[eerie music]
[footsteps]
[chair scraping]
- We have over a hundred agents outside
that want to beat the sh*t out of you.
I'm one of them.
[eerie music]
Think you're so cool, huh?
[eerie music]
Like I'm bound by a little law.
[eerie music continues]
And I'm obligated to cut
deals for your corporation.
[eerie background]
[loud crash of object]
You threw that opportunity out
the window long time ago, pal.
[eerie background]
Assholes like you...
Don't get out of jail without help.
No family to call.
Who's payroll are you on?
[eerie music]
Let me jog your memory.
[loud thud of punch landing on head]
[eerie music]
Do you have any f*cking remorse
for the people you k*lled?
[heartbeat sound]
- Follar bicho, let me see my DEA friend.
[eerie music]
- You don't have to do this.
He's playing us.
[eerie music]
[car revving sound]
[engine noise fading]
[insect background noises]
[car door opens]
[car door closes]
[footsteps]
[door opens]
[door closes]
[footsteps]
[heavy thud of footsteps]
- How did you know my name?
[silence]
- My mother... I miss you mommy.
She was brought to this
country by my father.
They met while he was on
business in mi paieblo Bolivia.
[silence]
I have no recollection of him as a child.
- Why did you call me?
- And then one day,
my mother discovered,
que el en llega, that my father
was married to another woman.
[chuckle]
Hell hath no fury than a woman scorned.
And you know what she does?
She takes all the money
that it gave her,
and then poof, we disappear,
and cuts him completely out of our lives.
I wasn't raised or born to be a k*ller.
I was trained to be one.
By the best.
Tu tio
Sam.
- Hey how are you?
Agent Miller DEA?
Do you have an appointment?
- No, but I'm here to see Frank.
You were at that pool hall
already the other day, right?
- Yeah.
Yeah, so you got some of
those perps still upstairs?
I'm here to just pick up a
couple of supporting deps.
- I actually got your
buddy up there right now.
- Really?
- Yep.
- All right,
well you don't gotta let him know.
You mind if I head up there?
- Yeah, go right ahead.
- Alright, take it.
[chair scraping]
- Tell me.
What do you really know about Miller?
I don't care about your bullshit story.
Who are you?
[silence]
- I told you my story.
You wanna know his?
[eerie music]
You ever wonder, after hours,
what he does when he's all alone
or when he's in dive bars,
drinking his pain away?
[clatter of item striking table surface]
Or what about when he's at his
house, sobbing,
like a little b*tch,
watching family movies, like The Notebook,
- f*ck you.
- Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Wasn't his wife expecting, huh?
She was pregnant, right?
Yeah, she was pregnant,
and then what happened?
He's f*cking his co-worker
at the same time, Cabrn.
[eerie music]
[chuckle]
Yeah.
My mother.
[suspenseful music]
She wanted the best for me.
It broke my heart to see
her fall apart to pieces
pollo f*cking droga esa f*cking junk.
And then me,
being the good son that I am,
I said, you know what,
let me
follow her in her pleasures,
and maybe we can escape it together.
[suspenseful music]
This system,
you serve,
I served.
It just sets us up for failure.
My father, he showed me that
when he finally came through.
[suspenseful music]
- Where are you going with this?
- Yeah, my father, he had
to give you guys some f*cking
distractions because you
were getting too close to him
and he had to knock you off
to throw off the balance.
But wasting you f*cking fat cop
puerco maricones is a
waste of f*cking time.
Because you guys are like ratas.
[repeated "cho, cho,
cho" in a calling tone]
You show up over here, bang, k*ll you.
[repeated "cho, cho,
cho" in a calling tone]
You over here, all over the f*cking place.
But then,
You find what's dear
to the heart.
ah!
[laughs]
- So who's the real monster?
- Huh Stokes?
Tell me.
The adulterer
[eerie music]
Whose pregnant wife I m*rder*d?
[eerie music]
Or the Cabrne
[eerie music]
that slaughtered my family for a ritual?
Cabrn
[suspenseful music]
[slams hand on the table]
[laughs]
- Can you explain to me the sh*t
that I just witnessed in there?
He knew my name, my
family, he knew my cases,
my partner's name and cases.
Does he have my home address too?
How long you been hiding...
- When did you know?
- Miller, stand down.
- He's in there right now?
[suspenseful music]
I wanna talk to him.
- That man was a professional
contractor for the CIA.
- f*ck that piece of
sh*t, he k*lled my wife!
- Keith, we got this
confession on the record.
He's going away for life, I promise you.
- You keep me in the dark?
I'm your partner?
- It's getting late. Go home. It's over!
[eerie music]
I would not advise that, Agent.
- Shut the f*ck up!
You're gonna let me in here
or I'm gonna f*cking pop you!
You hear me? Back the f*ck up.
- Keith! Listen to me
I'm gonna f*cking pop this guy,
and then I'll give you a full confession
you can lock me up for the
rest of my f*cking life.
I don't give a f*ck.
That should be a good
story for the FBI, right?
- No way. Put the f*cking g*n down now!
- Shut up, Jay!
He shot my friend, he k*lled my boss.
I understand.
[eerie music]
- Not like this, Keith.
Don't let it end like this.
Not for me, not more for my family.
Please.
[eerie music]
- f*ck you!
[rustling of paper being
shuffled on the table]
- You are a real piece of sh*t!
[silence]
[footsteps]
[door opens]
[footsteps]
[door opens and closes]
Keith!
[footsteps]
Keith, where are you going?
- f*ck you.
- No, f*ck you!
- You had the f*cking
guy that k*lled my wife.
Are you out of your mind?
- I couldn't explain this whole
g*dd*mn thing in the phone call
I'm overwhelmed myself.
All I know is he's probably
some damn bullshit sicario.
- Bullshit! I saw the board up there.
Your new BFF FBI guy is hiding something.
I mean, you got a guy
that k*lled the f*cking
head of an FBI field office?
And there's no press conference?
No perp walk?
No media?
Does Schaffer's this family
know that you caught his k*ller?
- I don't know what to tell you, man.
I don't know what the f*ck is going on.
I don't even know that I see
him telling the truth or not.
But the fact is, he made a confession,
he is going away for life, and that is it.
It's over.
- f*ck that. I don't give a f*ck
about how long he's gonna be in jail.
Which I don't even think
is gonna f*cking happen.
Cause that m*therf*cker
is not who he says he is.
I tell you right now,
every time we f*ck with the FBI,
somebody dies.
I don't give a f*ck about this job.
I stayed here for that, okay?
f*ck this, f*ck the f*cking pension.
You think I stayed in this sh*t
whole f*cking administration
for money?
If I wanted money,
I would've taken it from the Russians
when I gave up Hernandez.
[sirens background noise]
Yeah, that's right, that's right, it's out.
Then he took everything from me!
I'm 40 years old and live
in a f*cking phone booth!
[sirens]
How do you think I feel?
[sirens continues]
- I am the only one that
keeps your a*s with a job
and a f*cking pension, okay?
It doesn't even matter
what happens at home.
As long as you get home safe
and I get home to my wife
and my newborn and my son.
That's all I care about in this world
You never moved on because of her
and because of all this bullshit.
How does that supposed to make me feel?
- Well you tell me how you feel
you didn't have to go through it
- I don't have to go through it,
but if the rules were reversed,
would you let me k*ll that guy?
- If the roles were reversed,
you wouldn't have had to!
[eerie music]
[car door opens and closes]
- Don't do this!
Don't piss it all away like that!
[engine starts]
- Keep it!
[Engine noise]
[Engine noise fading]
[phone rings]
- Hello
- Duncan, have you seen your uncle?
- No, not since dinner.
Why was he wrong?
- He hasn't returned.
His phone goes straight to voicemail
and no one at the front desk has seen him
since we left for the hearing.
- Okay, maybe he got
caught up into something.
- No one has seen or heard from him.
I can't get a Hold of
Keith or Jason either.
- Okay calm down.
I'll come to the hotel and get you.
We'll find him.
Don't worry.
[silence]
[eerie music]
[eerie music]
[car revving by]
[soft engine hum]
[eerie music]
[faint wind blowing]
[eerie music]
[upbeat music]
Let's go. Bye. you gotta go, bye, just go.
- You're going to be fine keep going.
- No, no.
- Thank you so much.
[upbeat music]
[car revving sound]
[car door opens and closes]
- You've been following me?
- We need to talk.
[upbeat music]
[soft squeak as wipers
move across the glass]
[engine noise]
So what can to tell me about Bauer?
[clear throat]
- He came from DC a few months ago.
He's ex black ops or some sh*t.
I don't know why.
- I'm sure you're going
to hear about it tomorrow.
Let's just say he's a
little too comfortable
with having a g*n pointed at his face.
- So why are you following me for?
I don't know him.
- Have you ever had an operation
get blown up like that?
- No.
- I have.
[engine noise]
I'm over here on the right.
[car revving sound]
[soft engine hum]
[engine noise]
[car door opens and closes]
[engine noise]
[soft chime of a message notification]
[shattering crash of bottle breaking]
[car opens]
[suspenseful music]
[stairs footsteps]
suspenseful music]
[light clink of bottle and glass touching]
- The f*ck is wrong with you?
- Tranquilo!
I left my
keys at the hospital. I think.
- Why don't you get some sleep.
- Thanks for your concern.
I already have a f*cked up daddy.
I don't need another one.
Unless you wanna tuck me in?
[sigh]
- Yeah, the f*cking answers in
the bottle in the bottle, right?
Good. I hope you find it I've
been through f*cking hundreds
and I never did.
- Save it.
For your girlfriend or your wife,
the f*ck you have.
[laugh] That's it?
Que pas?
Did she leave you for another cop?
[footsteps]
[breathe heavily]
[chuckle]
[soft sip from wine glass]
[footsteps]
[dull clink of glass
resting on a wooden table]
[eerie music]
[suspenseful footsteps]
[sharp slap sound]
[footsteps]
- Sleep tight?
[eerie music]
- When they find you,
you're going to be in a world of hurt.
[eerie music]
Much worse than me.
[eerie music]
- When your dirty little
secret gets exposed,
you're gonna be the one in deep sh*t.
[eerie music]
Come here.
[eerie music]
- No, no, no, no!
[sharp "ahh!" with a gasp]
[eerie music]
- He'll start talking soon.
Won't you?
- No, no.
[eerie music]
[breathe heavily]
- I thought it was all behind him.
- I mean, he'll come round.
You two have been through so much together,
and you've known
each other so long,
like too long,
not to forgive?
- Do I really know him anymore?
Yesterday I trusted Keith with my life
but that's sh*t that he
pulled in front of the feds.
It really gave me the
clarity that I'm afraid of.
- [breathe heavily] Jay, you just have to
understand the full situation, right?
Keith never got over Deborah.
In all those times that we've opened
our home up to him and he's
walked through those doors,
sullen and disconnected from everyone.
I can't tell you
a time where Keith has opened
up and told any of us about
his past and his personal life.
- All those years on the job.
And when Debra died,
he only had one thing on his mind.
You know what that was?
He wanted revenge.
And he put me at risk.
He put us at risk.
Don't treat him like a charity case, Linda.
[sigh]
He is not going to change.
- Have you spoken to James about this?
- [sigh] He tried to text me last night and
when I tried to call him
back he wasn't answering.
Jesus, this makes things
worse with what he knows.
- And what's that?
- He... Hold on.
[phone notification sound]
- What's wrong?
- I have gotta go.
- Jay,
Jay?
You need to tell me something.
[soft clinking of metal necklace chains]
What's happening?
[soft clinking of metal necklace chains]
- Listen to me
and listen to me very good.
Stay in this house.
Do not answer the door for anybody
under any circumstances, you understand?
- [short, annoyed chuckle] No, no, no.
I did not
take kickboxing glasses for
nothing after the last time
I let the stranger into our home.
[metallic click of a g*n being c*ck]
- [sigh] Yeah, well, it definitely
makes things more exciting in bed.
- Excuse me?
[laughs]
- [kiss] I'll be back soon.
[sigh]
[footsteps]
- Alright.
[footsteps]
- Bye.
[eerie music]
[dramatic music]
[soft click of knife folding open]
[suspenseful music]
[high-pitched scream of shock]
[sharp thrust of a knife piercing flesh]
[sharp gasp followed by hurried footsteps]
- How'd you get in here?
- Judging by the bottle you
left the door unlocked, as*h*le.
Get the g*n out of my face.
- [breathe heavily] Bauer sent you?
- No.
[metallic clatter of blinds shifting]
- Don't f*cking lie to me!
- [breathe heavily] Nothing prepares
you for b*llet hitting
Kevlar till you feel it.
- It doesn't get any
easier the second time.
Hernandez is the one that shot you.
- Who?
- Jeremiah Hernandez.
He turned himself into this in your office.
- I wouldn't be able to ID him.
He was wearing a surgical mask.
[breathe]
- f*cking does me no good.
- You're right about one thing.
You're in trouble.
[suspenseful music]
I saw the pictures of your wife. I'm sorry.
- My wife? The briefing was about me?
- It's not safe here.
Bauer's gonna be coming
with his men any minute.
- f*ck! [breathe heavily]
- Ramirez gave me a name.
Teller. He's a lawyer.
No first name.
- Then how does that help me?
- He might know why Jeremiah was
let loose in the first place.
[breathe]
- You better not cross me.
- [sigh] Don't worry.
You're not the one I'm after.
[soft, muted footsteps on a smooth floor]
I know a kid.
He might be able to get us access to
encrypted records.
It's a place to start.
[breathe]
- I'll get changed.
- And maybe some cologne.
You smell like cat piss.
[footsteps]
[soft electronic beep fading out]
- Good morning.
- Is he alive?
- As alive as we need him to be.
- Make sure you keep your dogs on a leash.
I want him treated as inherent value.
He needs to be ruined, not buried.
- I already laid down the
riot act to my people.
They're coming along well with the supply.
We should be ready for
our Mexican friends soon.
- Good [cough].
Now, under the matter of Mr. Hernandez,
[breathe heavily]
His purpose is served
now that we have Marks.
Now we give him what he wants.
- It won't be easy
bailing him out of federal
custody for m*rder.
- Patience, Mr. Teller.
I Have a little faith.
[deep rumbling as airplane descends]
[soft footsteps approaching
with steady keyboard clicking]
[footsteps]
- Stokes,
what's the hell's going on?
- I'm as lost as everybody else right now.
- You know Marks never came
home after the hearing.
- [crosstalk] They're
bringing in senior officials
from DOJ as we speak.
- Has Keith called in? Has he even come in?
[footsteps]
[keyboard sound]
[footsteps]
- I'm Duncan Richards. Some of you
I know from my uncle.
For the others, I'm Assistant U.S.
Attorney for the District of Columbia.
As of now, we'll
take command of Agent Marks's safe return.
This was the last
sighting of Agent Marks.
The plates on the Uber were untraceable
And somehow the GPS tracker on the
app was disabled at this point.
We set up a perimeter of street
and those interstate
cameras for a 30 mile radius
and we led to this gas station 10 minutes
north of the Delaware-Maryland border.
- Was the driver ever identified?
- Well, no.
Without real plates,
it's impossible to track.
Listen, people,
this is as important to me
as it is to all of you.
So unless there's any objection,
my team will run point.
- No, I'll lead.
- [chuckle] And you are?
- Jason Stokes, sir.
- Stokes? [chuckle]
I heard the stories.
You sure you want to do this?
- Your uncle put his neck on the line for
me more times than I could count.
No one, and I mean nobody,
is going home until he does.
[eerie music]
[silence]
[engine noise]
I'll carry the precious cargo.
Detail, follow me.
[footsteps thud]
[eerie music]
[eerie music]
[car door closes]
Detail, follow me.
[eerie music]
[car revving sound]
[car door opens]
[eerie music]
[car door closes]
- It will be all over, soon.
- Just sit back and enjoy the show.
[eerie music continues]
[metallic click of key
turning in the ignition]
[sudden, thunderous expl*si*n
with metal debris scattering]
Oh, sh*t!
[maniacal, echoing laugh with reverb]
[quick raspberry sound]
[eerie music]
k*lled them.
Happy vendetta.
[flames crackling]
[keyboard sound]
[soft beeping as files load on screen]
- Max Lynx, freelance getaway driver
with 15 years worth of
theft and as*ault charges.
He lives in the Hart Housing
Projects in this very state.
- Alright.
- Like my uncle would say,
follow the attack plan
by the numbers.
- Who told you I'm anything like Mr. Robot?
I just watch movies all day.
- Did you forget how the
school traced your IP address?
So when you changed your grade in
what, Latino literature?
- Have you ever tried taking a Latino class
so your professor can't speak English?
- Are you f*cking serious with this kid?
Look, he obviously doesn't wanna help.
- I could have sued
you for almost breaking my laptop, as*h*le.
- Oh, I'm sorry, tough guy.
You want accident forgiveness?
- Relax.
Look, I'm told you can bypass
any firewall on campus security,
so... If I ask you to take it up a
notch, can you do it?
- Depends what you want.
- Classified Federal Security Data.
- [sharp "tsk" sound from
tongue clicking] Yes.
Is the pay good?
[birds chirping]
- Let's just promise
you a sense of immunity.
Good enough?
- I was hoping more for a dinner date.
You get how much, do you?
Well, besides my mom, I've never really
had a woman ask for my help before.
[chuckle]
[soft slurp as liquid is drawn in]
[keyboard clicking]
- That's him.
- He k*lled Schaffer over
a case you guys worked?
- His father was the biggest drug
dealer coming out of Bolivia.
We had a huge case on him, but he slipped.
Some technicality.
- If the Russians took his family
out, then why is he so hot for you?
- Hey, he said the guy's name was Teller?
- Do me one more favor,
start a search on him.
[keyboard clicking]
- Right there. I remember him.
He was there when his father stood trial.
- That's the Hernandez guy, lawyer?
He's not a lawyer.
Give me his address.
It's right at the bottom there.
[footsteps]
- Looks like you might have
a future in our cyber crime department.
[birds chirping]
She wants my d*ck.
[car door closes]
[car door opens]
[eerie music]
[car door closes]
- We catch Teller while he's working.
We can force him
to release his files.
What's up?
- Firebomb at my office.
Hernandez escaped and Bauer went AWOL.
We have to go there.
[soft rustling as seatbelt
is pulled across the body]
- No chance.
- Miller, my partner might be kidnapped.
- Listen,
there's tons of reasons why
that's a bad idea. If we want
to catch them both,
we have to go find this guy, Teller.
You trust me?
[soft rustling as seatbelt
is pulled across the body]
[soft engine hum]
- Do we have a green light?
- The warrant should be coming any minute.
- Suspect on scene entering the building.
[footsteps]
[door opens]
[door closes]
[footsteps thud]
- Checkpoint one I have a visual.
Looks like he's taking the second floor.
- Okay, hold your position
until we get green light.
[door opens]
- Do you guys want to go play catch?
- What did you say?
- Wanna go play catch?
- f*ck out of here.
[cough]
- Don't come back here no more either.
- Anything counselor?
- Judges and vacations, man.
They take their sweet a*s time.
[rap music]
[knocking]
[rap music]
- Hey, man. How you doing?
- Good to see you, man.
- Alright.
What do you got today, Max?
- You know I came correct as always.
Check that.
- Alright, good show.
Yeah.
- Yeah. Yeah, of course bro.
Come on.
- Yo, let's just treat this like a candy
drive, okay? If you want
something for yourself, you gotta
pay for it, otherwise we're
just gonna take this sh*t door
to door, okay?
Green light, go!
[upbeat music]
[footsteps thud upstairs]
[rap music]
[rap music]
[soft clink as the wine
bottle touches the glass]
[rap music]
[loud thud as foot forcefully
kicks the door open]
- Put up your hands.
Hands!
- Yo, man!
- What's going on here, man?
- Alright, listen up. We're looking
for one Max Lynx. Where's he at?
I don't know Max man.
You think I'm playing around?
Where the f*ck is he?
- I don't know!
- There ain't nobody here man!
- Yo, you got a warrant
to be up in here to begin with?
- Shut the f*ck up! Where the f*ck is he?
- I don't know where no Max is, man.
[upbeat music]
- Oh sh*t!
- Freeze!
- I ain't going back to prison, b*tch.
- Let the kid go now.
- I'm not playing.
- Let him the f*ck go!
[upbeat music]
Do it! f*ck!
[metallic clack as g*n
presses against a surface]
[footsteps thud]
- You alright?
- Get that m*therf*cker!
[suspenseful music]
[car door closes]
[footsteps thud]
[eerie music]
[car revving sound]
[inaudible]
[eerie music]
[car door opens and closes]
[car revving sound]
[engine noise]
[engine noise]
[breathe heavily]
[car racing noise]
[continuous laugh]
f*ck you, man!
[sharp engine hum]
[engine noise]
[frustrated "Shhh!" with
an exasperated sigh]
[demonic laugh]
[sharp car revving sound]
[sharp engine hum]
[engine noise]
[hissed "Shhh..." through gritted teeth]
[engine noise]
car being crushed
[Freeze]
[sharp crack as the glass fractures]
[low crackling as flames consume the car]
[breathe heavily]
[pained "Ugh!" followed by a sharp inhale]
sh*t!
[short, sharp car horn beep]
[car door opens and closes]
[weak, strained groans
with dragging footsteps]
[footsteps]
Freeze, Max!
[suspenseful music]
[weak, strained groans
with dragging footsteps]
You have a chance out of this.
Where's Marks?
[birds chirping]
[demonic laugh]
[eerie music]
[demonic laugh]
Don't!
[pained "Ugh!"]
f*ck!
[eerie music]
[deep breathe]
[eerie music]
[dull thud as fist lightly
strikes the car hood]
[eerie music]
[deep breathe]
[eerie music]
[suspenseful music
[footsteps]
- Man, what a mess.
[eerie music]
[sigh]
Nobody wanted it this way.
Schaffer got too close.
We disposed of him.
Ramirez brothers?
They copped a plea over death sentence.
But you,
[footstep thud]
You were gonna knock down all the stilts.
- Just
k*ll me already.
- [sigh] There's no
three volley salute in your future?
That goes for your boy, Miller.
[footsteps]
We know what you did for him.
[pained "Ugh!"]
[metallic click as the
safety is switched off]
Don't sh**t, don't sh**t.
[eerie music]
Little touchy, I see.
[eerie music]
[soft engine hum]
[chair scraping]
[keypad tone]
[footsteps thud on the floor]
- What is this?
Obstruction of justice, I see?
- I don't know what you want,
but if you think you can just
come barging in here like th*gs.
- th*gs.
[footsteps]
You're not that kind of lawyer.
- Yeah, I'd listen to him Cecil.
This man hasn't had his breakfast yet.
- There's nothing you have on me.
- I got you aiding in the bed
and the k*ller for months.
That's an accessory.
- And privilege doesn't apply here.
[muffled clink as g*n shifts
against metal or keys]
[suspenseful music]
- Drop it.
[suspenseful music]
[chair scraping]
[suspenseful music]
[soft, dissatisfied "Ugh..."
followed by a slight exhale]
- So,
when you study for the bar exam,
they give you this guidebook, right?
The first chapter is all about the
relationship between the client
and the practicing attorney.
The man you're after
was a referral from his
father's will after he was,
well,
ex*cuted.
I processed his will,
and the Hernandez kid became
my client. I got the parole word
on his side, paid his amenities,
that sort of thing.
What I take zero responsibility for is
any activity he decides to
engage in for employment.
That is why your case is built on sand.
- We can subpoena your records.
[chuckle]
- You really want to go there, honey?
I have nothing to offer.
[footsteps thud]
Though my clients are strictly
confidential, that doesn't
mean I can't give you the
slightest f*cking idea who you're
messing with.
- The cartel.
- We're all just spokes on the wheel.
The one riding the bike pays
my retainer and both of your
salaries.
How do you think my
client knows your history,
so well.
The way we purchase
information in this country
is no different than foreign
nations meddling in elections.
He had a right to know how
his father was m*rder*d. What
is this sh*t?
- You're not in the know?
He gave away intelligence
to my deceased client's competitors
so they could do what
his badge doesn't.
He wants to lunge at me but he can't
without his g*n.
But don't act so surprised.
You're not so sweet yourself.
- Miller shut him up.
- Oh boy. Now I really
have your ba*ls in a vice.
Miller, this girlfriend of yours...
- Hey, not another f*cking word!
- She had a way of getting around.
Boy! [laugh]
So convincing on the field,
she allowed some
low-level wise guy to force
himself inside her to maintain
cover. Oh yeah, it's true.
Wasn't long until they found
a guinea in his apartment
with his face blown off.
Who would have made such
an over-the-top mess
after something so traumatic?
You see, you're both walking tragedies,
addicted to pain.
k*ll me, or find a God-given
miracle to arrest me.
They have enough leverage to bury you.
Don't expect your beloved
boss for a bailout this time.
By tomorrow, he'll be found in the gutter,
begging for a hit.
- Marks? You gotta tell
him what the f*ck you know right now.
- To hell with the pleasantries.
You wanna see your wife again?
[suspenseful music]
Here's your one-way ticket.
[suspenseful music]
- Get down!
[loud, precise crack as
the sn*per r*fle fires]
[eerie music]
[eerie music]
[footsteps]
[eerie music]
[footsteps]
- You want to explain what went down?
- You saw for yourself.
We lost the last lead
to finding your uncle.
- I'm afraid it's a lot worse.
We stripped the apartment
and all we got were
possession charges on Max's posse.
And he used a burner phone.
- So we got nothing.
- Well we got something.
Delaware County State Troopers
found his phone off the
side of the highway at 440.
The last text that went out
went to your partner Miller.
Right now the FBI has an APB out on him.
[chair scraping]
- I need to find him.
- [sigh] Listen Stokes,
this is outside of your jurisdiction.
I'm gonna have to coordinate
with local authorities on this.
- Do you understand
what's going on right now?
Your uncle is missing.
Why do the fed all of a sudden want
my partner?
You know it and I know it.
This whole sh*t is connected.
So to hell with jurisdiction
with all due respect.
- You know you're gonna be
on your own with this one.
- Yeah, but it's better
me than anybody else.
[chair scraping]
[footsteps]
I'm gonna lose this.
Briefs, bank receipts, retainer memos,
[soft rustling as pages are turned]
This f*ck had to take out the
computer, no phone.
[soft rustling as pages are turned]
- You know we can get this
done a little bit faster
if you give me a hand.
- He's right, you know?
These people are gonna bury us.
- Not if we get to them first.
- That is your problem.
You think it's so easy
to just catch the bad
guys and call it a day.
I live in reality, Miller.
They know our secrets.
- You can't let that
sh*t get you sidetracked.
It's gonna f*ck you all up.
[soft rustling as pages are turned]
- They were right about my case.
[dull thud as a stack of
papers lands on a soft surface]
Schaffer
had me assigned to some
syndicate. Some big syndicate.
I let my guard down.
- What'd you do?
[romantic music]
- Made a choice that made
my priest turn his back
on me.
[romantic music continues]
If I wanted to bring life into this world,
it wouldn't
have been by that son of a b*tch.
I came into this to help people, Miller.
I had to trade my life for gin and vicodin.
[romantic music]
- That's what happens. It's not your fault.
- It's not a day goes by I don't
want to put a b*llet in my head.
[romantic music]
I don't deserve to be
happy for the sh*t I did.
- So you want to take the coward's way out?
- But you're so righteous all of a sudden?
- No.
I would trade everything for
one more minute with my wife.
I f*cked up everything
and there's no going back.
- You ever get your boss to
execute someone on your behalf?
[suspenseful music]
And then cover it up
like it's a competitor?
[suspenseful music]
- Bauer?
- The only one who can replace Schaffer.
- And obstruct all the cases to
keep Jeremiah out on the street.
[knocking]
- Agent Thompson,
wellness check, open up.
- sh*t, I didn't think
it would be this soon.
- f*ck, if they come in I'm dead.
- What the f*ck do you want me to do?
[knocking]
- Get a towel and wet your hair.
What?
- Wet your f*cking hair.
[footsteps]
[continuous knocking]
- If you don't open the door
within the next 5 seconds...
[door opens]
- Hi.
Hey.
Sorry.
May I come in?
It's not a good time.
I mean, it's been a long day.
I'm just gonna head to bed.
- Are you alone in here?
- Yeah.
- Be sure to hear the door tomorrow.
I'll be back.
- Thank you.
[door closes]
Dickhead.
[footsteps]
The coast is clear.
Miller?
[door creaks and opens]
[faucet running]
[romantic music]
[romantic music]
[[faucet running continues]
[romantic music]
[romantic music]
[call notification beep]
[car Bluetooth call connect beep]
- You got some explaining to do.
- Agent Stokes,
I should have filled you in sooner.
- What's this APB you
got out of my partner?
- They're monitoring this call.
- Who's monitoring?
Text you my coordinates.
I'll explain everything there.
[intense rhythmic beat music]
- Get Mouner. We're moving Marks tonight.
- Mr. Teller needs us to
move the next shipment.
- I'm afraid Mr. Teller is expendable.
Meanwhile,
I'll share Agent Stokes's
whereabouts with our boy.
[intense rhythmic beat music]
[continuous rain pouring]
[lightning]
[intense rhythmic beat music]
[door creaks and opens]
[intense rhythmic beat music]
[silence]
[intense transition sound with g*n c*ck]
- Drop it.
[g*n c*ck]
f*cking drop it.
[g*n clatters as it hits the ground]
Who sent you Bauer?
Where's Jeremiah?
[soft engine hum]
[engine shuts off]
[car door opens and closes]
[footsteps]
[car trunk unlocks and opens]
- You're sure Teller had
a deal going down tonight?
- No. But I know he doesn't work alone.
[rustling of police life jacket
retrieved from car trunk]
[breathe]
We can't take any chances,
especially if they have Marks.
[rustling fabric and strap buckles]
[g*n lifts with a metallic click]
- Hey,
whatever happens,
I appreciate your trust in me.
[car trunk closes]
- Just make sure you sh**t on sight.
[g*n c*ck sound]
They're not gonna turn themselves in.
[footsteps]
- This container was in the
picture at Teller's house.
f*ck it's locked.
Out of the way.
[g*n c*ck and fires]
[container van door creaks open]
[intense rhythmic beat music]
[crinkling cellophane]
- Oh, sh*t!
there's enough meth
in here to feed a third world country.
[suspenseful music]
[gate opens]
[suspenseful music]
Take him over to the container.
[suspenseful music]
Watch him.
[suspenseful music]
- This is against the rules.
- I apologize sir.
- Just wanted to let you know
that we're here at the site.
Ready for your people to make the pickup.
- I'm assuming you haven't
caught up with world events.
We have a bigger problem.
Teller is dead.
- The way I heard it,
he was ready to cut a deal.
- Wrap up business.
Move the product.
Dispose of Marks.
- Good enough.
[hurried footsteps]
- Get in there.
[suspenseful music]
Come with me.
Stay with him.
[hurried footsteps]
[suspenseful music]
- Yo, my man.
- My man.
[footsteps]
- Yo, man, help me up, man.
- No!
- Come on, man,
I'm gonna die in here if you
don't hook me up. [laugh]
[suspenseful music]
[swift, sneaky punch]
[metallic clang as
punched person collapses]
[breathe heavily]
[metallic clang as person collapses]
[hurried footsteps]
[metallic clang as person collapses]
- Holy f*ck, James!
James!
What the f*ck did they do to you?
- It was Bauer.
He got paid to stop my confirmation.
- Paid? By who?
- No time.
Let's get these m*therf*ckers.
[life vest unbuckled]
- Come on, let's go.
Let's go. f*ck that sh*t.
- No, no, no
- Let's go.
- Listen to me right now, okay?
- Keith!
Let's do this sh*t, man.
[birds chirping]
Let's do this sh*t.
- I thought I told you to waste him.
[footsteps]
- I needed leverage.
- He's here.
- Miller?
- Oh yes.
- That junkie b*tch partner of yours too.
- Always the same. Oh well.
Got plenty of junk to feed him.
[birds chirping]
[grunts, punches, and scuffling sounds]
[g*n shot]
[grunts, punches, and scuffling sounds]
[g*n shot]
[footsteps]
[continuous g*n shutting]
[hurried footsteps]
- What the f*ck happened?
- Boss?
[suspenseful music]
I got no time to explain this sh*t.
I know we got a lot of
differences between us.
I wanna f*ck them up real bad.
- You give them [breathe heavily]
a closed casket funeral.
- I got Bauer.
Let's go.
[hurried footsteps]
[person collapse]
Hey!
Hey, come on!
[wind blowing]
[g*n c*ck sound]
[footsteps]
[suspenseful music]
[footsteps]
[g*n c*ck sound]
[suspenseful music]
[footsteps]
[suspenseful music continues]
[g*n c*ck sound]
[continues g*n shutting]
[suspenseful music]
[windy and birds chirping]
[suspenseful music]
[fast, determined footsteps approaching]
[grunts, punches, and scuffling]
You broke my nail, b*tch!
[grunts, punches, and scuffling]
[grunts, punches, and scuffling]
[electric surge crackles
as woman gets electrified]
[electric crackle fades as woman collapses]
[hurried footsteps]
[g*n c*ck sound]
[suspenseful music]
[footsteps]
[suspenseful music]
[g*n c*ck sound]
[footsteps]
[g*n c*ck sound]
[suspenseful music]
[footsteps]
[suspenseful music]
[footsteps]
[g*nf*re exchange with
grunts and scuffling]
Sorry this is the way
our partnership ended.
Nothing personal.
I'm going gonna take care of you now.
[suspenseful music]
[g*n shot]
[loud g*nsh*t, sharp gasp,
followed by pained groans]
[hurried footsteps]
Yeah, huh? [groan]
f*ck you!
[suspenseful music]
[g*n c*ck sound]
[suspenseful music]
[footsteps]
[suspenseful music]
[g*n c*ck sound]
[g*n shot]
[light wind noise]
[footsteps]
I got you boss.
We're going to get you home.
[footsteps]
- Don't come any closer.
[metallic scrape]
[suspenseful music]
- See?
Now you're safe.
- Don't make me say it again.
[suspenseful music]
- You have a choice.
[suspenseful music]
[wind blowing]
[suspenseful music]
[trigger clicks on empty chamber]
[grunts, punches, and scuffling]
[g*n crashes onto the ground]
[suspenseful music]
- Your sense of entitlement
hinders your ability to make decisions.
[demonic laugh]
[groans as a man forcefully drags her]
[demonic laugh]
- Yeah.
[sharp grab followed by kick]
groans and collapse]
[footsteps]
[knife pierces flesh
followed by pained groan]
k*lling his wife and baby was a
direct result of decision-making.
You know he had to live with it
all this time was worse than death.
[footsteps]
[g*n shot]
[groans]
[collapse]
[hurried footsteps]
One.
[groans of pain]
- Get back to the staging area.
- What about you?
- I just gotta ask him a couple questions.
[kiss]
[suspenseful music]
[hurried footsteps]
[suspenseful music]
[laugh]
- So, this is how it's gonna end, huh?
[footsteps]
Getting shot by a rata Cabrn like you.
[b*llet clinks as it drops to the ground]
[suspenseful music]
[g*n crashes onto the
ground with a heavy thud]
[life jacket onto the
ground with a heavy thud]
[fighting noise]
[laugh]
[deep, eerie "wooh"]
[suspenseful music]
[fighting noise]
[Slashed by the knife]
[hurried footsteps]
[suspenseful music]
[Slashed by the knife]
[groans]
[metallic noise]
[footsteps thud]
[suspenseful music]
[wind blowing]
[suspenseful music]
[fighting noise]
[solid punch impact]
[groans in pain]
[g*n c*ck sound]
[footsteps]
[laugh]
[clashing metal as knives fight]
[fight noise]
[footsteps thud]
[clashing metal as knives fight]
[head crashed]
[fighting noise]
[fighting noise]
[fight noise]
[groans in pain]
- [demonic laugh] Yeah.
Just let it happen.
How does it feel?
I stuck it to your wife.
Now I'm gonna stick it to you.
[demonic laugh]
[groans in pain]
f*ck! [groans in pain]
Saluda a tu padre de mi parte, Cabrn!
[sharp stab impact]
[footsteps]
- Keith, you okay?
[footsteps]
- No.
- So you did a number on this f*ck.
- He got what he wanted.
[birds chirping]
- Listen,
I'm sorry, I don't even know.
No, you didn't know.
- Doesn't matter.
So I know we got a lot to discuss.
Whatever is going on, I'll do
everything I can to help you. I promise.
- No.
I'm done with this.
This is all yours now. You a...
You're the best of us anyway.
If,
you talk to Marks, if he's
okay, just let me know.
- I don't know.
It's not looking good for him right now.
[light wind noise]
He knows where to find me.
[light wind noise]
- We gotta get you to a hospital.
- I'm gonna go.
[footsteps]
[birds chirping]
[soft engine hum]
[sirens]
[footsteps]
[wind blowing]
- James I got the medics.
They're on their way any minute now.
They're on route.
I called Francine.
I'm gonna let her know you're okay.
- Are you okay?
- I am.
- Keith?
Keith okay?
Jeremiah did a number on him. But...
He came out on top.
[sirens]
[light wind noise]
[breathe heavily]
- You gotta tell him [breathe heavily].
[breathe heavily]
[inaudible]
[breathe heavily]
[light wind noise]
[person collapses]
James
[breathe]
Hey! Hey! [voice cracks in a shout]
No.
Okay, come on.
Wake up.
Wake up.
[sniffling]
No. [sniffling]
Don't do this to me [sniffling].
Don't leave me [sniffling] .
[soft melancholic music]
I can't live!
[soft sobbing]
[soft melancholic music]
[soft sobbing]
[somber background music]
[crinkling plastic]
No.
[somber background music]
No [soft sobbing].
[crinkling plastic]
No [sniffling].
[footsteps thud]
[hug]
[sigh deeply]
[sniffling]
[somber background music]
[metallic clink of handcuffs]
[handcuffs click shut]
[somber background music]
[footsteps]
[somber background music]
Friends, family,
and fellow drug enforcement agents
are gathering
for the funeral of DEA
Special Agent in Charge,
James Marks.
Marks, who was in line to lead
the president's office of national
drug policy was abducted
hours after his confirmation hearing
by unidentified assailants working
in coordination of disgraced
FBI agent Frank Bauer.
[soft melancholic music]
[soft melancholic music]
[soft melancholic music]
[soft melancholic music]
[distant whoosh of departing aircraft]
[soft melancholic music]
[airplane descends onto the runway]
- Mr. Quinn,
you have an unscheduled
visitor here to see you.
[receiver clicks into place]
- I'm unavailable.
- Sir, I'm afraid he won't leave.
- He has credentials with the DEA.
[receiver clicks into place]
[telephone receiver lifted]
- Send him in.
[telephone receiver placed back]
[chair scraping]
[footsteps]
- I assume
congratulations are in order.
Special Agent Stokes.
Have a seat.
- I prefer the stand.
- You've been on a roll these last few days
cracking down on cartels,
your promotion,
your newborn.
[heavy slump against the table]
- Keep my daughter's name
out of your f*cking mouth
or I'm gonna slap the sh*t out of you!
All these years,
pulling the strings and
playing with our lives,
I'm here to tell you those days are over.
- Would you like some coffee?
- If I accepted,
I'd be considered a bribe now,
wouldn't it?
- [deep laugh] This newfound bravura
on display is based on
what?
Senator Langley taking a plea deal
so he won't have to be touched in prison
Like his children he loves?
What do you have?
- You think you know everything.
- That's how money works.
It is not about power.
It is about leveraging it.
To get information
that you can hold over people's
heads to get them to do
what you want.
That is why your former partner took off,
isn't it?
- Let me guess what you're thinking.
There's no way I can walk out
of here with you in custody because your
lawyer's gonna go and say,
you're too old, you're too sick,
and you're too well connected
to step foot into a cell
am I right?
- Smart!
man!
What is your plan?
- More cooperation.
Round up a grand jury and then indictments.
I will make
this sh*t happen so fast,
it's gonna make your head spin.
- You thought preventing Marks
from becoming czar
would protect your little operation.
But all you did
was piss me the f*ck off.
[suspenseful music]
- There's enough talk in the world already.
The door.
Good morning.
That means leave.
[pills rattle in bottle]
- Make all the appeals you want, Mr. Quinn.
Your a*s is going to be up in indictments.
Guaranteed.
[footsteps]
[suspenseful music]
[soft chime as elevator doors open]
[footsteps]
[soft click of elevator buttons]
[deep breathe]
[suspenseful music]
[soft whoosh as elevator doors close]
[footsteps]
[body scrapes against the vans floor]
[suspenseful music]
[car door closes]
[suspenseful music]
[footsteps]
[breathe deeply]
[footsteps thud]
[tense, suspenseful music playing]
[tense, suspenseful music playing]
[footsteps]
- Ola, Keith.
[footsteps]
How are you?
Been better.
[birds chirping]
No cramps.
No busted knees.
This arm's seen better days though.
- [Chuckle] It'll heal.
[birds chirping]
- Marks, the funeral.
- Yeah.
About that.
It's Jenkins now.
Edward Jenkins.
A parting gift
bestowed upon me by my nephew
and witness protection.
[birds chirping]
[soft waves lapping]
- Jay watched you die.
[soft waves lapping]
- Yeah.
Well,
Duncan was at the hospital
when they brought me in.
The doctors found a faint heartbeat.
It just wasn't my time yet.
- But the confirmation?
Francine?
- As long as they think I'm dead,
Francine
and my child are safe.
I have more enemies than I thought.
No way of knowing how far this goes.
How about you?
Did you find what you're looking for?
Now you understand.
- I had to tell Jason everything.
When Vlad Rodchenko's
apartment was cleaned out
15 years ago.
I found a folder with contents
of Hernandez's home layout.
The prints on it were identical to yours.
He left the lab
with the results in his home
desk drawer to protect you.
- Why didn't you come to me?
[seagulls calling in the distance]
- Keith,
if I was confirmed czar,
I would have had to release
all the information.
[seagulls calling in the distance]
I was prepared to protect you.
I needed to be sure
Jay had your back.
If it's any solace, if you want,
One phone call to Duncan will clear you.
Back home, back to work.
- I'm not hiding, James.
[seagulls calling in the distance]
I'm home.
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Yeah.
[warm instrumental tune playing]
You are.
[warm instrumental tune playing]
Listen.
[warm instrumental tune playing]
Stay out here.
as long as you can.
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- Take care, Mr. Jenkins.
[warm instrumental tune playing]
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[footsteps]
- Sir, I want a new partner,
like today.
[footsteps]
- Don't even listen to her.
She didn't even read the manual on
how to sh**t back when you're fired upon.
- We asked questions.
Get leads. That doesn't
mean you go a Will Smith
on the piece of sh*t.
- Okay.
- Alright, ladies. Relax.
I've been through this before.
Don't worry.
Let me tell you a little story about
me and my first partner
on the first case we worked on.
His name was Keith Miller.
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