01x01 - Pilot

[bunniefuu]

♪♪

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

SAM:
Thank you.

[man speaking foreign language]

[phone vibrating]

Let's go.

[phone chimes]

[phone vibrating]

[speaking foreign language]

[phone chimes]

[scanner trilling]

♪♪

-[beeps]
-[latch clicks]

[grunting]

[shouting]

[g*nsh*t]

-[two g*nshots]
-[groans]

Airstrip. Go.

JACK:
Sam, it's Jack.

Call me when
you get this, please.

I don't know what to do.

I-I don't know who to talk to.

Please, Sam. I need your help.

[line ringing]

-[phone beeps]
-Jack, it's Sam.

I'm calling you back.
I'm sorry I missed your call.

I was working.
Give me a call back, all right?

I got your message.

Call me back.
I'm gonna pick up the phone.

I'm here for you, man.

-I love you, man.
-[phone beeps]

[vibrating]

[chimes]

♪♪

["Night Song" by Bobby Darin
playing]

♪ Summer ♪

♪ Not a bit of breeze... ♪

There she is.

-Blue cheese olives?
-As you like it.

God bless. God bless.

Remember, um,
when I get halfway through,

if you could re-shake it,
bring me a fresh glass,

um, keep me fresh?

Anything for you, Nick.

Look, two of these, a steak,

I'm in bed by 8:00,
it's a glorious day.

You want the usual?

Yes, please, a rib eye, rare.

Tell him to whack off its horns
and wipe its a*s.

-I'm a big boy.
-[laughs]

-You got it.
-Thanks.

[phone ringing, vibrating]

It's fine.

It's fine. Things come up,

days get ruined.

Hey, boss. Lovely to
hear from you on my day off.

Nothing important,
just, uh, you know,

I work for you, I serve
my country. What's going on?

Right. Okay.

On my way. Yeah.

No, I got it. He's one of ours.

I'll call the kids.

No, no, no, no, thank you.
It's an honor to serve.

WYATT:
Well, here it is.

-JEWELER: Mm-hmm.
-What do you think?

JEWELER:
I'll have a look.

♪ We got one night only,
put your money... ♪

That's it, huh?

Take a closer look.

♪ One night only, put your money
where your mouth is ♪

♪ And I'm-a show you how... ♪

Let me guess, she said no.

Damn.

-Do you want to buy it or not?
-No.

It's too small.

Rejected twice.
You can't give that thing away.

It's a child's ring.
It's, it's not for a woman.

-[phone rings]
-Hey, Nick.

I need you to come in.

-You with Milk?
-Yeah, he's with me.

That one?
What-what is she, 80 years old?

Diamond District. He's trying
to sell that cr*cker Jack ring.

JEWELER:
No, I've got nothing...

Oh, yeah, it's real.

Real small.

Wow, hilarious, both of you.
That's great.

-Thanks...
-Thanks.

Hey, when you want her
to say yes, come back.

I'll show you something
she can't say no to.

♪ Money where your mouth is ♪

♪ Put your money
where your mouth is. ♪

Good morning.

Special Agent Hanna,

I'm Assistant Special Agent
in Charge Robyn Wells.

-Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you.

And I see you've met Sid.

Yes, beautiful dog.

Yeah, doesn't he know it?

[Sam chuckles]

Thanks for taking the time.

Of course.

I understand you have
a relationship with the victim.

Jack Halloway.

Me and his father were close.

We served together in the teams.

I've known Jack his whole life.

Stood up at his wedding.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

So how can I help you?

I just want to make sure that
this thing is handled correctly.

For his family.

NYPD's thinking suicide.

I don't buy that.

Well, they found
the g*n at the scene.

He was expecting a baby.
He had a good job, a good wife.

Everything was lining up for him.

Suicide doesn't make sense to me.

That is why we've opened
a reciprocal investigation.

I've reached out
to forensics in D.C.

for more analysis.

Halloway called you three times
just before he died.

Yeah.

Well, if he was having some
kind of mental health crisis,

maybe he needed a friend.

If that's the case, that's fine.

But I need your approval
to look into this.

Uh, given your relationship,

I'm concerned
you're too close to this.

[chuckles]
I am.

Right. So, if you're

too emotional,
that could be a conflict.

I am emotional,
and there is a conflict.

I'm asking you to set that aside.

I made a promise to his father,
and I intend to keep it,

so I'm not gonna stand by,

watch this case go
to someone else.

[knock on door]

-NICK: Hey, boss lady.
-[Sid whines]

Excuse me one second.
I got to say hi to my guy.

There's my guy.

Hi, Sid.
How you doing, good boy?

Special Agent Nick Schaeffer,
meet Special Agent Sam Hanna.

Sam Hanna. You stay.

Look like you got hit
with the gamma ray, buddy.

Huh? Kidding.
I heard good things

coming out of L.A.

-It's good you heard good things.
-Yeah.

Yeah. Sam's gonna be joining you
on the Jack Halloway case.

Oh, great.
You, uh, you here now?

One case.

Come on,
I'll introduce you to the team.

-You're from here, right?
-Born and raised.

Look at us. Local heroes.

-[chuckles]
-Yeah.

So, we're about to step into
the main brain of this place.

A lot of tech stuff, expensive
gear, things like that.

Try not to break anything.

Due to your size,
you know what I mean?

Try not to fall
into one of these vents

or slip between those cracks
due to your size, huh?

-I like that. Yeah.
-Okay.

NICK: Hey, everybody, meet
Special Agent Sam Hanna.

This is Special Agent Addy Ross.

She's aggressive.

She's smart.
She's a little mean.

Only when provoked.

This is my guy right here.

This is Wyatt, all right?

-I got him from Alaska about a year ago.
-Sir.

Never been around tall buildings,

uh, and his fiancée
just left him.

-SAM: Mm.
-We call him Milkman.

-I like a glass.
-At dinner in a restaurant.



in a glass.
It was really disgusting.

Well, respectfully I disagree.

Uh, this is Sean Sullivan,
our computer guy.

-He's, uh, he's weird.
-Mm-hmm.

Broken moral compass,
but he's good at his job

when he puts in the effort.
Sean, hey.

-What?
-Say hello, please.

Very large man.

Shake his hand, Sean.

Nice to meet you, too, Sean.

-NICK: Okay.
-You, too.

-SAM: All right.
-ADDY: Sean, press buttons. -SEAN: Okay.

NICK:
I don't know what to tell you.

Hey, guys.

Sam?

Hey, Jimmy.
It's good to see you.

Well, I thought
you were in parts unknown.

What brings you to New York?

This case.

There's no crime here,
I'm back on a plane.

Well, get comfortable, pal,

'cause you're gonna be here for
a while.

Now, the victim had
g*nsh*t residue on his hands,

but the angle... it doesn't
make sense for a suicide.

You see, the b*llet entered
at a downward trajectory

at an off angle

from his dominant hand.

It was staged.

Correct. Yes.

It's my professional opinion,

Jack Halloway was m*rder*d.

ROBYN: Our victim is Jack
Halloway. He's a 36-year-old

Navy reservist, lives with
his wife out in Gerritsen.

-What's he do for work?
-He's a tugboat captain.

Sweet gig.

Tugboats are a sweet gig?

If you like money,
ding-dong. Yeah.

Yeah, he's making
six figures easy.

And he earned it, too.

Sam, what else can you
tell us about him?

SAM: I've known Jack
since he was a kid.

As I told you, his father and I
were on the teams together.

Jack was on the same path,
then he went a different way.

He wanted a family.

Wanted to be around
in a way his father wasn't.

He's a good man.

-You close with his wife?
-Yeah.

Janice.

Got a kid on the way.

ROBYN:
Sam, you and Nick

go speak with her,
see if there's anything

going on in his personal life.

Addy, Wyatt,
go back to the crime scene.

If this was staged, then there
could be evidence the PD missed.

You, get on every camera

in and around Central Park.

Why am I never allowed
to go outside?

You're lucky you're not in jail.

["I'm Waiting for the Man" by
The Velvet Underground playing]

♪ I'm... ♪

NICK:
Where'd you grow up?

Queens.

-Uh-huh.
-Yeah.

Not the Queens you see today.

Look, everything's changed.

There's whole blocks
I don't recognize anymore.

Yeah, well,
that's how it goes, right?

Still, this is
the greatest city in the world.

What about you?

Brooklyn. Bay Ridge.

-Yeah.
-Whoa.

Whole family is cops and fire.

Cops and fire, hmm?

You must have lost some
good people during 9/11, huh?

Yeah, yeah.
My old man and two uncles.

Sorry to hear that.

Appreciate that.

I heard about your wife.
I'm sorry to hear that.

ADDY: This it?

WYATT: Yep.

ADDY: All right.

Oh, look.

What've you got?

Someone dedicated this bench
to his wife.

"To my bride. You're my today
and all of my tomorrows."

I love it when people
get married and life is perfect

and everything works out
exactly the way you wanted.

You do not affect me.

I'm giving you exposure therapy.
Feel the pain,

-move on.
-It's been like a week.

-Feels like a year.
-Can we just work, please?

Thank you.

Where was he?

-Left side.
-Okay, most people

who are alone will sit
dead center on a bench.

Not me. I'd sit on the side in
case someone else wants to sit.

I said most people. There's
always a few freaks out there.

Anyways, he was
on the far left side,

so sit.

Let's play this out.

-I'm Halloway.
-Yeah.

-We're talking.
-Mm-hmm.

-Something happens.
-Yeah.

Things get heated and you stand.

I'm at a ten-to-20-degree
downward angle

just off his dominant side.

Boom. You're dead. I put
the g*n in your right hand.

You need residue
on my hand to sell the suicide.

So I squeeze a second shot off.

Low 'cause I'm not looking
to hurt anyone else.

Boom.

Bingo.

We got brass.

Hey.

You mind hanging back
for a second?

Okay.

[doorbell rings]

[line rings]

-Hey.
-Hi.

-Yo.
-SEAN: Hey.

Do me a favor. Where's, uh,

Halloway's boat docked?

North side

of Red Hook Pier.

Uh-huh. Does he own the boat?

Uh... no.

It's registered
to an operating company.

Let's go inside.

All right, uh,
we're gonna need a warrant.

Have Robyn handle that,
would you?

Okay, well, a "please"
wouldn't hurt.

[laughs]

JANICE:
Jack was happy.

He was so excited about the baby.

We're having a girl.

Emily.

Emily.

I'm so sorry, Janice.

I know how excited
he was to be a father.

If this is too much for you,
we can come back another time.

-It's whatever you need.
-No.

I want to help.

-I want to know what happened.
-Okay.

SAM:
Did you notice any changes

in his behavior?

Was he stressed, anxious...
not himself?

A little.

I-I just thought
it was work or the baby.

SAM:
Yeah, so did he mention

someone he might have had
a problem with?

You know Jack.

He's not like that.
He doesn't fight.

He's not confrontational.

Would you mind if we had
a look around his boat?

Why? He was shot in the park.

No, I know, it's just a place
he spent a lot of time.

We're not suggesting
Jack did anything wrong.

We, uh, just want
to cover our bases.

That's right.

It's fine with me, but
we don't actually own the boat.

That's okay, we'll handle that.

Um, did he work with anybody
at the boat?

A mate or a relief captain?

Dave Ballerini.
That's his first mate.

Okay. Thank you for your time.

I'm so sorry
for your loss, Mrs. Halloway.

Is there anything else
you think we should know?

Uh, not-not that I can think of.

Here, let me help you up.

There you go.

Listen.

I work for you now. Both of you.

All right? You're my every day.

I'm not gonna stop
until I find out what happened.

I promise you.

Okay?

Thank you, Sam.

If you need anything,
you call me, okay?

Okay, I will.

I know you called in that
warrant before you came inside.

How?

You think too loud.

You heard me.

Go ahead, say it.

I'm no rocket surgeon,

but boats, ports of entry,
import-export.

-Maybe he got into something.
-Nah.

I said "boat,"
she got very nervous.

She just lost her husband.

Good people do bad things.

You don't know a damn thing
about him, Nick.

No, I don't.

Hey, I'm gonna prove you wrong, though.

Uh, no, he is here.

He just decided
not to answer his phone.

Sean.

It's called free will.

Yeah, putting you on speaker.

Sean, answer
the phone when I call.

I was doing stuff.

So we found a halal guy

at 77th and Central Park West

who saw a guy running
from the crime scene

in a hoodie and a hat.

Do you have an image?

Mm-hmm, I got him.

Amazing.

What's he look like?

Like a grainy man-shaped blob.

Is he wearing a hat?

-Mm-hmm.
-Enhance the image, Sean.

I'm just getting to it.

ROBYN:
Yes,

he is wearing a hat.

Is there a logo on the hat?

Can't tell.

-SEAN: Maybe.
-Okay.

There is a logo on the hat.

It is some sort of cartoon dragon

or a serpent holding a spear.

Is it a dragon or a serpent?

-Does it matter?
-I mean, they're

completely different beasts.

Serpents have a biblical origin

whereas dragons are

-more of a mythological mash-up.
-Okay, thank you.

Thank you, Addy. Great work.

I'll call you back.

Get in.

I want you to scour the Internet

and find the dragon.

[groans]

Okay, we need
to adjust your attitude.

-I...
-No. We made a deal.

You lend us your expertise,

and in return
we don't send you to prison

for hacking into
the police pension fund.

I didn't steal anything.

It was simply an exercise.

Nevertheless, I need
some wins from you,

so let's get some points
on the board, all right?

Clickety-clack.
Find us that dragon.

"Clickety-clack"?
That is so condescending.

SAM:
There's our boy.

Dave Ballerini. h*.

NCIS.

You mind if we come aboard?

Uh, sure.

NICK:
Thank you.

DAVE: I've been calling
him since yesterday.

And when he didn't show
and we missed a job,

I thought he was sick.

Or maybe something happened
with the baby.

SAM: How long have
you worked for him?

About a year or so.

How'd you guys hook up?

I was on another boat,

but my captain retired.

Jack needed a guy,
so it kind of worked out.

You always work in New York?

Mostly, yeah. Yeah.

Um, I came up here
about ten, 12 years ago.

From where?

-Norfolk, Virginia.
-NICK: Okay,

uh, Dave, I look around this
boat, am I gonna find anything?

[chuckles]
What do you mean?

[laughs]
I don't know. A rubber duckie.

What do you think I mean?
You know?

Some cargo that didn't make it
on the manifest somehow?

-No.
-No? All right. I mean, look,

he's the captain. Anything he
did on this boat, that's on him.

But if you lie to us,
that's on you.

Ah.

He was good to me.

Okay? He was good to me.

But...

Jack started getting
a bit paranoid.

He wouldn't even let me
in the pilothouse without him.

Why do you think that is?

I don't know.
Uh, but a few days ago,

he put a fat-a*s lock

on that box there.

SAM:
You wouldn't happen to have

-a key, would you?
-Nope.

Of course not. Of course not.

That'd be too easy.

-[slams loudly]
-[object clatters]

-Very manly.
-SAM: Yeah?

What do you think?

DAVE:
A lot of cash.

Jack Halloway
is a straight arrow.

-You don't even know him.
-NICK: I don't, but I know

-that he had cash on a boat.
-$7,000.

That doesn't make him
Pablo Escobar.

All right,
if he was moving drugs,

it would be way more than that.

You understand?
Think about it, think.

NICK:
Okay, that's fair.

Just, why was he hiding the cash?

Maybe we're missing something.

ROBYN: Maybe, or maybe
you're missing something.

-[scoffs]
-No, you have to be

open to the possibility

that he was doing something
he shouldn't have been doing.

Look, I get you want
to protect the guy.

-But that's not what this is.
-No, no. Hey, whoa.

Can you let him talk?

-All right.
-Go ahead.

What are you thinking?

Cash on a boat.

He's moving something. I think.

That's what I think.
The tugboat's smart.

-How so?
-Shipping boat makes

a phony call to get towed in.

Tugboat goes out.

Whatever's being moved goes

from the shipping boat
to the tugboat.

Tugboat comes in,
skips customs, no manifest.

All right, well, we should
circle back to Halloway's house

and do a proper search.

-I'll go.
-No.

Addy and Wyatt
are already in the field.

-They'll get there faster.
-[knocking]

I got something.

So, cart guy

told us he saw
a man running from the scene

wearing a hat with
a dragon or serpent logo.

I clickety-clacked,
and it turns out,

kind of looks more
like a pissed-off eel.

NICK:
That looks like a mascot.

SEAN:
Correct. It belongs to

a Minor League Baseball team
called the Norfolk Eels.

Ballerini.

The first mate... he said
he used to live in Norfolk.

Go pick him up.

Hey.

Nice work.

That's what I'm talking about.

Nothing but net, Sean,
nothing but net.

WYATT:
You got something?

This sucks, man.

Yes, it does.

This family was just beginning,
and now it's just...

erased.

Yeah, I can't imagine
not having my dad around.

[clears throat]

-I-I didn't mean anything by it.
-You're fine.

My dad's around.
He is very around.

He's so around, some might say
he blocks out the sun.

Man's a legend.

And a felon.

Check this out.

He's got
an infrared camera somewhere.

-Could be for security.
-Yeah.

I'll check for it outside.

Hey.

Found your hat.

Also found an additional shell
at the scene.

Now, that's two shots from a g*n

I'm betting
we can tie back to you.

I didn't sh**t him.

I swear to God.

Hey, uh, I know
you're not this guy.

I looked into you.

You do honest work,

you don't have a record.

But you're into something.

And it's not going away.

Now...

help me tell your story, Dave.

Don't look at me,
look at him. You knew him.

He was good to you.

You don't want to be
that animal who put a b*llet

in the head of a father-to-be,

do you?

Then help me tell your story...

before the courts do it for you.

-He's good.
-Hmm.

Building rapport...
that's what I would do.

Yeah, it's not easy
when you're talking

to the man
who m*rder*d your friend.

We could use him.

Sam Hanna writes his own ticket.

Okay, whatever, he's earned that.

Right? But it's New York, right?
Maybe he wants to come home.

I would love to have him,

but he doesn't want to be
assigned to an office.

He's been doing special
assignments and covert ops.

He likes being out in the wild.

How do you know what he likes?

'Cause I already checked.

Oh.

Maybe I'll take a shot.

I'll be rooting for you.

[phone ringing, vibrating]

-Excuse me.
-Yeah.

-Hey, Milky, what's going on?
-Hey, boss,

found an empty infrared
camera box at the house,

but there's no camera here.

Could be on the boat.

No, we were just on the boat.

-Didn't see any cameras.
-Could've been removed.

But it doesn't matter.
These things usually upload

to a cloud account.

Okay, good. Do your thing,
get back to me, all right?

[phone beeps]

Hey, um, I'm gonna
go wake up the nerd.

-Let me know if he cracks, huh?
-Yeah.

I was able to dump all the video

from Halloway's
missing camera from the cloud.

It was mounted
on the back of the boat.

And this is from a day
before he was k*lled.

Good job, but
what's in the containers?

I don't know.

Here, just look at this.

You planted that money

because you wanted him
to look dirty, didn't you?

-I had to.
-Who you scared of?

The cartel?

-You moving drugs for 'em?
-[door opens]

NICK:
Um, you got to see something.

We're not done.

Okay, two days
before Halloway was k*lled,

his boat was called out
to a stranded vessel.

Look at this.

He's not smuggling drugs.

It's people.

SEAN: So I cleaned up
the infrared on the image.

Should be able to give us an ID.

SAM:
Take it back to the jump.

Mm-hmm.

Looks like they each throw

something in the water
before they jump in.

That's gear.

What? How can you tell?

Look how they move.

These guys are operators.
They're K*llers.

If it's a k*ll team,
who's the target?

-[computer chimes]
-Oh.

Got a hit.

Ian Chilton.

Ian Chilton, a British national.
He was kicked out of the SAS

a decade ago,

did eight years for executing

a translator in Kabul.
He's been doing

contract work ever since.

-Contract work for who?
-ROBYN: Africa,

Malaysia, Eastern Europe.

Have g*n, will travel.

These are some bad dudes.

Sell their mother for a nickel.
We better find them fast.

NICK: You want to take another
shot at your boy in the box?

SAM:
No, no, no. I think maybe

-you should take a run at him.
-Yeah.

I'm ready to snap his neck.

Sean, I want you to track
Dave Ballerini's financials.

If he was their point of contact,

then maybe he organized
transportation

-and a place to stay.
-SEAN: Yep. On it.

NICK:
Okay.

Dave, you are in
a terrible situation,

Okay? I feel your pain, uh,
but it's only gonna get worse.

You're already pinning
a m*rder on me.

That's one m*rder, okay?
Could be two.

Could be ten, depending on
what these guys do next.

You are connected
to all of that, all right?

I mean, you-you could be, uh...

you could be a mass m*rder*r
by the time the Sun comes up.

Can you imagine
your high school reunion? Huh?

[laughs]

"What happened
to Dave Ballerini?"

"Turned into a mass m*rder*r."

Life... [sniffles]

Takes some interesting turns,
doesn't it?

-Who's the target, Dave?
-Look, I don't know, man.

They didn't talk to me.

They got on the boat
and they got off.

-That's it.
-Mm-hmm.

-Where are they now?
-I-I don't know.

Whatever they're paying you,
it's not enough.

[sighs]
Nobody's paying me.

Then where'd you get the money
to set up Halloway?

It's mine. It's literally
every dime I have.

I'm broke, man.

I just needed this thing to end.

Okay, um, let me
get this straight. Okay?

-You're not getting anything out of this?
-Mm-mm.

Doing it for free.
Working for these guys for free.

Why are you protecting them?

-I'm not protecting them.
-Huh?

I'm protecting my girlfriend.

Okay, where is she?

Dave, tell me where
your girl is. I can help.

-I don't think you can.
-I'm a federal agent!

It's literally in my job
description: "help people."

Tell me where she is,
I'll make sure she's safe.

She's in Minsk.

Belarus.

Your-your girlfriend
is in Belarus?

Yeah, and they're gonna k*ll her.

If you hand me my phone,
I can tell you the whole story.

Okay, 'cause I'm confused.

SEAN: So, it looks like
our friend Tugboat Ballerini

rented this van from a place
near Jersey City.

Okay.

What are these charges for?

-Right here.
-These are...

parking tickets.

[chuckles]
Three of them.

Parking tickets?
Where were they issued?

Uh, looks like they were
all issued on Broadway.

In Bushwick.

Ballerini doesn't live
in Bushwick.

Do me a favor. See if you can
match the VIN number

on that rented van
to those parking tickets.

Mm. On it.

All right.

-Let's go.
-Yeah.

[softly]:
Okay.

That's her.

That's Katrina.

-She's beautiful.
-Yeah.

She's beautiful.

-How'd you two meet?
-Well, there's an app

that connects American men
with women overseas.

You ever, you ever meet her
in person?

Like, in real life?

[clears throat]

Well, I was working
on getting her over here.

-Mm-hmm.
-It was all set.

-I bought a plane ticket.
-Mm-hmm.

But then I got this.

Now, they said that if I do
everything they say,

they'll let her go,
which is why I needed the boat

to smuggle the guys in.

So, Jack Halloway,
friend of yours,

he finds out what you're doing,
and you k*ll him?

No, I didn't k*ll him.

I-I got you in the park,
on camera.

Yeah, I was there, but we were
only supposed to scare him.

-Who's "we"?
-Me and one of the guys on the boat.

Some British commando dude.

I thought we were
just gonna go there and

talk Jack down
or something, you know?

Pay him off.

But they just shot him
like a dog.

Like Jack didn't mean anything.

So I ran.

But if they can sh**t Jack
like that,

think about what
they can do to Katrina.

[sighs] There is no Katrina.
You got catfished, Dave.

-No.
-Yes.

-No, she's real.
-Dave,

you are a chump, okay?

They were looking for a dumb-a*s
in New York with a boat.

You.

I've been talking to her
every day for almost a year.

No, you've probably been talking
to some dude named Ivan, okay?

All right? Wake up, buddy.

Girls like that don't end up
with guys like you.

-It's not something that occurs in nature.
-Bushwick!

-Huh?
-Tell me about Bushwick, Dave. What's in Bushwick?

I know nothing about Bushwick.

Bushwick!
Tell me about it, Dave.

You paid three parking tickets
for a van

you rented for these guys
on Broadway in Bushwick.

Hey, hey.

You don't live in Bushwick,
Ballerini.

-I know nothing about Bushwick.
-NICK: Hey.

He's a big guy, okay?
I can't control him.

-He pops, he pops...
-SAM: Bushwick!

Okay, look, I got a cousin
with a club

called Saint Violet in Bushwick.

It got closed down due to vermin.

I might have said
that they could stay there.

Let's go.

Tell your cousin
that's a stupid name.

I would never go to a place
like that. "Saint Violet's."

[door closes]

Stand by.

Vehicles moving westbound
on Broome towards Lafayette.

SAM:
Federal agents!

One down. Clearing the building.

-ADDY: Moving.
-NICK: Move, move, move, move.

ADDY:
Wyatt, check upstairs.

Clear.

Clear.

-[device beeping]
-Clear.

-NICK: Addy.
-ADDY: Yeah?

I think they're tracking
a vehicle.

Get Sean on this, would you?

ADDY:
Sean,

we need a secure uplink
to access a laptop.

Copy that.

What am I looking for?

-Clock is ticking.
-ADDY: Anything that can tell us

who or what the target is.
That looks like SoHo.

WYATT:
That is happening right now.

We're too late.

WOMEN:
Alina!

-Cheers. -Cheers!
-Oh...

-Alina, we love you. Happy birthday.
-I love you girls.

-[tires screech]
-Oh! Whoa!

-[distant shouting]
-What the hell?

-[g*nf*re]
-[gasps]

[screams]
Oh, my God...

Alex?

-Alex, what the hell was that?
-[screaming]

Oh, my God!

[mercenaries shouting]

Oh, my God, oh, my God!

That one with the hair,
brown dress.

[screaming]

Let's go. Okay. That's it.

-[screaming]
-MERC: We're ready!

[tires screech]

[tires screech]

ROBYN:
The target is Alina Azarin.

She just graduated from NYU.

She was born in Russia,
but she's been in the U.S.

since she was nine.

Her father is Danill Azarin,
he's a mining oligarch

out of Saint Petersburg.

It looks like he's locked
in some kind of bitter feud

over a mining site with a rival

named Pavel Dronin.

Those mining sites
are worth billions.

Yeah, looks like our British
mercenary friend Ian Chilton

works for Dronin as part of
his private security force.

NICK:
Okay, so, Dronin

takes Alina for leverage.

"Give me the mining rights, I'll
give you your daughter back."

-Yeah?
-That tracks with how they do business.

We're gonna need a helo
if we're gonna catch up to them.

-ADDY: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
-Or not.

Look at this.

ADDY:
Oh, they're coming to us.

NICK:
All right, hold on.

They don't know we're here.

Well, let's give them
a "welcome back" party.

ROBYN:
Guys, no. Clear the building

-and wait for backup.
-SAM: There's no time for that.

They find out they're blown,
they're gonna put a b*llet

in her head and disappear.

NICK:
Sam's right.

Please be careful.

We got one shot at this.
Let's go.

Milkman, give me a hand.

We'll be home for dinner.

-Come on. -Move, move.
-[whimpering]

MERC:
Oi. Chilton.

Your bloody comms are down, mate.

Federal agents!

Down on your knees. Don't move.

On the ground!

SAM:
Hands on your head.

-MERC: Yeah, all right.
-Down on your knees, now.

Get on your knees.

What should I do with this?

Flash-bang!

-Cover!
-[Alina screams]

-Go, go, go!
-[Alina screams]

[Alina screams]

In. Go.

Welcome to Brooklyn.

It didn't change that much.

[merc shouts indistinctly]

You're safe, Alina.
We're federal agents.

We're here to help you, okay?

[indistinct shouting]

Bad guy down.

MERC:
Negative, negative!

Good first day, right?

I've had better.

-Any rules I should follow?
-NICK: Try not to die.

They're pinned down.

I got an idea.

SEAN:
Guys,

if you can reach it, there's
a window on the second floor,

north-facing side
of the building.

I'll keep him busy. Go.

-Go!
-MERC: Taking fire!

Could use some help here!

♪♪

MERC:
Where are you guys?

[grunting]

-[groans]
-Don't do it.

[exhales]
I told you.

Bad guy down.

[shouts indistinctly]

[grunting]

[shouts]

[straining]

It's all right, mate.

Just let it happen.

[panting]

ROBYN:
All personnel accounted for?

-SAM: All clear.
-WYATT: Wyatt. All clear.

-Clear.
-Yes.

-Great work. Up top, up top.
-[applause]

-Yeah, we did.
-Yeah!

Ow. Ah, you're strong.

ADDY:
Okay. You're safe.

Take a deep breath.

We're here to help you, okay?
We're gonna get you home.

-[siren wailing]
-[indistinct radio chatter]

[speaking inaudibly]

You know I'm the real hero, right?

Ha.

Is that so?

I mean, you were pinned down.

I-I drew fire.

Thank God for me.

You are a brave man.

Thought I was dead.

Wouldn't let that happen.

Mm.

Appreciate that.

Thank you.

Should we go?

♪ New York... ♪

You know, I kind of like having
a big friend. It's fun.

-SAM: Oh, yeah?
-Yeah.

-I do.
-SAM: Huh. Okay.

NICK: Matter of fact,
I want to show you something.

-SAM: I have to make a stop first.
-NICK: At 5:00 a.m.?

Where you got to stop
at 5:00 in the morning?

-SAM: What do you have to show me at 5:00 a.m.?
-That's fair.

♪ Noise is always loud,
there are sirens all around ♪

♪ And the streets are mean... ♪

Please accept this flag
on behalf of a grateful nation

for your loved one's honorable
and faithful service.

♪ Seein' my face in lights ♪

♪ Or my name on marquees
found down on Broadway... ♪

We got 'em.

NICK: My old man used to
take me here when I was a kid.

It's the best view
of the city. Huh?

It is a beautiful city.

Appreciate you guys letting me
run with you on this.

Jack and his father meant
a lot to me, so thank you.

-That's what we do.
-You got a good team here.

Yeah, team, family,
whatever you want to call it,

I mean, we could use
another one, you know?

-Huh.
-♪ Feel brand-new... ♪

Why you look at me like that?
Come on.

Wh... This is where
all the action is.

We need Big Sam Hanna.

New York City needs
Big Sam Hanna, huh?

You really don't think
about coming home?

I don't believe that.

I'm a stranger now, Nicky.

-I'm a stranger.
-Look, I get it.

There was a time
when I did everything I could

to get away from home.
Every man I knew

did the same thing:
cop or firefighter.

Service, for what?

Pay's no good, you're probably
gonna get k*lled.

So, I fought that, right?

I fought it. I wanted money.

I thought that was the way,
build the golden dome,

so what'd I do?
I got into finance.

Made a k*lling, lost it all,
got back into finance,

-lost it all again.
-Yeah.

-♪ An empty fridge... ♪
-Yeah, well...

So, what changed?

Nothing changed.
I was miserable.

[chuckles] - I was lost. It wasn't
for me. I was running, you know?

-Running from what?
-From myself.

From-from family, from loss,
from everything.

From... Look, most importantly,

from the responsibility
that I had

to the people and the places
that made me, okay?

It felt too big.

This is my home.
All right? This place...

I don't care wh... this means
something to me, this place.

Okay? And I know
it means something to you.

So, stop. Enough already.
Come home.

You were doing good.
Then you hit "home"

just a little too hard.

I think it's working.
I see you softening.

-Just a little bit. I saw.
-Eh...

-You're overselling it.
-I'm just trying to have a-a real moment

-with you, Samuel.
-Don't call me Samuel.

-All right.
-Look at me.

-"Sam."
-Okay.

Big Sammy's coming home.

And I'm-a toss Little Nicky
in that river.

You can toss me
right off the bridge

if it means you'll stay, okay?

-Why do you want me here?
-'Cause I respect you.

I think that you are
the best at what you do,

and I want to work with the best.

If not, why do the job?

-Okay?
-♪ New York ♪

-♪ Uh, yeah ♪
-♪ These streets will make you ♪

♪ Feel brand-new ♪

-♪ New ♪
-♪ Big lights will inspire you ♪

-♪ Come on, you're welcome, OG ♪
-♪ Let's hear it for New York ♪

♪ New York, New York ♪

[laughs]

♪ Lights is blinding,
girls need blinders ♪

♪ Or they could step out of
bounds quick ♪

♪ The side lines is
lined with casualties... ♪

All right.
Let's see how it goes.

Hey, all right.
We'll see how it goes!

-All right, we're gonna do this?
-Yeah, we're doing this,

-Slick Nicky.
-Hey! All right.

-Hey, I'm very excited.
-You are?

I am. I think we're gonna...
this is gonna be great.

-All right?
-Yeah. Yeah. We'll do big things.

Yeah. Call me Slick Nicky
ever again,

I'm-a sh**t you
in the face, okay?

From back here, I'm gonna do it.

Yeah, yeah, you better be
way back there, huh?

Let's go, baby.

♪ New York ♪

-♪ These streets will... ♪
-You hungry?

SAM:
I am hungry.

-NICK: Let's go eat.
-Let's go.

SAM: You ever had
soul food breakfast?

NICK:
I'm about to, I feel like.

SAM: I'm about to put the best
soul food breakfast in you

-you ever tasted.
-Let's go.

♪ New York. ♪