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03x13 - Who Are You?

Posted: 09/06/21 07:38
by bunniefuu

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We're entering the church now.

OWEN: Copy that.

- No sign of Conor Devlin.
- He may not show up.

He's got every cop in
Dublin looking for him.



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Thank you.

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Conor's gonna have a hard time

getting past all those cops outside.

Attendee names and I.D.s, please.


Forgive me, lad.

I was so overcome with grief
that I left my wallet at home.

My name's Daniel Byrne.

You'll find it's on the list.

Now please let us through.

CONOR: Bad luck to
be late for a funeral.

My condolences, Mr. Byrne.

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Cops aren't moving.

They're letting him go.

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You just let Conor Devlin
walk right past you, Deputy.

I didn't see him, Director Hall.

It's a funeral.

I can't just arrest every
man in black on your say-so.


MAN: Yeah, it's Conor Devlin.


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The church is filled with
Devlin friendlies. Be careful.

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My son was m*rder by Americans.


I never had a chance to look
at his face one last time

because those same
Americans put me in chains.


As I stand before you now,

his body remains in a
freezer across the ocean.

Is that peace, brothers?

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And now I gaze upon my brother,

also m*rder by Americans...


...but, this time, right
here on our own soil.

His K*llers stand among us
right now in this holy place.

- Conor knows we're here.
- Alex, get out of there.


And it's not just my
brother laying before us now.

He's our brother.

If we let him walk away, we
might never see him again.

We didn't start this w*r.

We have to grab him here.

Nor were we allowed to
choose a battleground.

His men may not mind sh**ting us,

but they'll think twice if
we have Conor by our side.

I ask you one more time...

Is that peace, brothers?

- No!
- No!

years ago, the
tricolor flag of Ireland

was raised for the first time.

The green is for the south.

The orange is for the north.

But the white that lies in between

is our humble isle's crown jewel.

It represents the peace that
binds both sides together.

I hereby give up all
vendettas and blood feuds

against my fellow Irishmen.

We must stand as one.

From this day on,

let us all be the white
that lies in between.

That is peace, brothers.


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Let's go.

Okay. We'll take him at the exit.

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It ends here, Conor.

Thank you for paying
respect to my brother...


- Parvati!
- My home is here, Andrea.

Parvati promised she'd read to me.

- No!
- Stand down.

Montepulciano's just lovely
this time of year, isn't it?

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I'll be in touch.

- Hey!
- Don't you dare!


Devlin has Andrea and Isabella.

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Parrish, you all right in there?


I'm fine.

Irish police have units out
looking for Andrea and Isabella.

- They won't find them.
- Not every cop is corrupt.

Alex, slow down.

You really think this is gonna be

a simple search and rescue?

Nothing about Conor Devlin is simple.

You, of all people, should know that.


We're gonna save them.

I don't need to be
handled right now, McQuigg.

I'm not handling you.

The only thing that matters right now

is to keep Andrea and Isabella alive.

Yeah, I know.

Which is why we're gonna save them.

But you don't have to push me away.

Everyone who comes
close to me gets hurt.

I'm just giving you a chance
to avoid being one of them.

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ISABELLA: Parvati!

Any word from Devlin?

CONOR: I'll be in touch.

He gave you that phone for
a reason. He'll have an ask.

- Conor always does.
- But what's it gonna be?

Montepulciano's just lovely
this time of year, isn't it?

I'll be in touch.

He knows I'll do anything to
keep Andrea and Isabella safe.

He wants us occupied with that problem

while he's planning other moves.

"Offer bait which the enemy must take,

manipulating the enemy to
move while you wait in ambush."

Sun Tzu's "Art Of w*r."

Never stopped being Devlin's playbook.

What other moves?

Okay. Jackie Murdock.
Head of the Murdock Clan.

g*n, dr*gs, smuggling, prostitution.

Runs all of Western
Ireland with a steel fist.

Liam Killoran.

The Killoran Clan is
based out of Belfast

and runs all of Northern Ireland.

And as far as our crime clans go,

Liam Killoran is the elder statesman.

The boss of all bosses.

Including Conor Devlin?

Well, Liam was slitting
Ulster Brigade throats

while Conor Devlin was
still wearing nappies.

So, what, these two
big sh*ts come together

to pay respects to Eamon Devlin?

Well, all three men have
tried to k*ll each other

a dozen times over the past years.

The clans hate each other.

So, what makes today different?


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Ah. Conor.

I'm honored to see the
Killoran Clan's elder statesman

paying respects to my dear brother.

You may be an elder
statesman yourself one day...

if you stop jumping out of airplanes.

- I'm surprised that wild rumor

made it all the way to Belfast.

You've returned to
Ireland as you left...

A legend in the making.

My one question to you is,

what stories are they
going to tell about you

after you've gone?

That I was a champion of unity.

That I was the man

who brought the Three
Clans together as one.

I meant what I said in Eamon's eulogy.

Eamon was a rabid lunatic,

drowned to death on
his own dirty business.

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Show Mr. Killoran respect.

No offense, Bobby.

I know you served Eamon
well all those years.

And I appreciate loyalty.

- Shall we?
- Ay.

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The Three Clans united.

We'll have peace and profits.

Devlins have the best
smuggling routes in the nation.

You have the g*n runners.

Murdocks know how to traffic dr*gs.

If we combine our expertise...

Nice thought.

But delivering a rousing eulogy

doesn't make you a free man, Conor.

I walk free in Dublin.

But only Dublin.

The rest of Ireland's
police are after you.

I can't do business with a fugitive.

I mean unification of all resources.

Including our friends in the police.

Our links to judges and politicians

across all of Ireland.

Peace and profits for the Clans...

and freedom for you.

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Hey, guys. Look at him.

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Yeah, wait, wait,
wait. Hold on. Hold on.

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Yep. That's Little Bobby.

He was one of Eamon
Devlin's top lieutenants.



He's not just walking
past Conor Devlin...

He's turning his whole
body away from him.

Clearing a wide path.


After all those years by Eamon's side,

he may not like where the
Devlin Clan's headed now.

"Avoid what is strong.
Strike what is weak."



Chapter .

And Chapter ... "The
enemy's dispositions

can best be obtained from his own men."

Little Bobby will lead
us to Andrea and Isabella.

Well, there's no easy way to get to him,

much less talk to him.

We're not gonna talk to him, Owen.

We're gonna take him.

I'll discuss your plan
with Jackie Murdock,

but I have conditions.

Name them.

No more human trafficking.

That racket d*ed with Eamon.

End your vendetta with the FBI.

Your blood feud

is bringing far too much
attention to all of us.

You heard my speech.

No more vendettas or revenge.

I meant it.

Did you, lad?

On my dear brother's soul, Liam.


You'll be hearing from me soon.

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I'll go about freeing the Italian man

and his daughter immediately.

You'll do no such thing, Bobby.


You've been gone in America a long time,

so I'll remind you...

Men who break oaths
with Liam Killoran die.

And men who disobey me die slowly.

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[IRISH ACCENT] Watch where
you're going, missus!

Such a bleeding eejit I am.

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It's all right.

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ALEX: He should be right in front of us.

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There he is!

We got him!

SHELBY: Copy that, Alex.

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- We okay?
- Yeah, yeah, we're all right.

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I can't get a good sh*t at the tires!

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Don't move!


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Hello, Alex.

You hurt her, and I'll k*ll you.

I'd never hurt a child...

provided the adults in
her life act sensibly.

What do you want?

The man who k*lled my son.

Ryan Booth.

Give him to me, and they go free.

You got hours.

- Co...

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LITTLE BOBBY: I've been a
soldier for the Devlin Clan

since I've been a teenager.

You know how I survived?

I wasn't the toughest or the smartest.

I'm the most loyal.

That's my gift.

God passed me on most everything else,

but [CHUCKLES] that, he gave me in spades.

Knowing all that,

let me ask you a question.

How the hell do you think
you're gonna convince me

to betray the Devlins?

Yeah, let's keep talking
about that loyalty.

The FBI didn't k*ll Eamon Devlin.


If you say so.

Look at the coroner's report.

Eamon was k*lled by a round.

Low caliber, no exit wound.

The slug rattles
around inside the skull,

destroying the brain.

That's an assassin's b*llet.

Now, you know anyone who
carries that type of g*n?

You're a lyin' sack.

That report ain't real.

The only lying sack is Conor Devlin.

- I don't believe you.
- Yes, you do.

Yes, you do.

How did we do it?

How did we k*ll him?

We got past all those
men? We got past you?

We sh*t Eamon and got out?

You've kept him alive
for all these years,

and a bunch of Americans who
don't even know your world

managed to infiltrate
it in a couple of days

and k*ll the most
powerful man in Dublin?

Come on.

Down deep inside of you,
under all that loyalty,

there's a voice that's been telling you

something ain't right,

and we both know it.

Andrea and Isabella.

Where are they, Bobby?

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If we don't arrive in time,

we're gonna miss the guard changeover.

Assuming we can trust Little Bobby.

Hey. Are you good to go?

Of course I am.

It's not just another mission.



I should have never left them.

I thought putting distance between us

would keep Andrea and Isabella safe.

And the exact opposite happened.

Well, sometimes life has a funny way

of giving us second chances.

Maybe you'll make another
choice once we get them back.

Hey, guys.

We got to go.

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Alex, you're clear to the stables.

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Roger that.

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Let's go.

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Heads up, everyone. We've got
unknown hostiles approaching.

SHELBY: More hostiles incoming.

We gotta move fast.

- Isabella.

Alex, go. We'll clear the perimeter.

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Oh, Bella.

Come here.

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You came for us.

Of course.

No one's ever hurting you again.

- I'm here.
- Why has this happened to us?

How are you involved in all of this?

Andrea, I'm an American FBI agent.

- What?
- I'm sorry.

I'll explain later, but
right now, we got to go.

Okay? Come on.

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Okay. Okay.

Okay. Just stay here, okay?


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Hey! Hey!

Stop! Stop. Everyone stand down.

No, no, no. You can't let this happen.

Andrea, we'll get her back. I promise.

- Hey! Hey! Hey!
- Let her go!

He will k*ll her right in front of you.

He won't even hesitate.

SHELBY: I'm sorry, Andrea.


It's all right.

Please, just... Just let her go.

You know who I want.

- Daddy!

Aah! Let go of me!

- No!



It's my fault you and Isabella
got put in this position.

I know that. But I'll bring her home.

I promise. You just
need to trust me, okay?

Trust you? I don't even know you!

You know I love her, Andrea.

If that's true, if you truly loved her,

and even loved me,

you... you would know
that I can't stay here.

I-I need to be there for her!

I know. I know.

If you ever had a child of
your own, you would understand.


You think I want coffee?

Just, uh... think of
it as a peace offering.

You stopped me from
going after my daughter.

What peace do I have now?

He would have k*lled
her right in front of you.

You don't know that!

It's our job to know that, Andrea.


Your job is hunting demons.


And how long can you hunt demons

before you turn into one yourself?

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It's him.


Hey, hey. It's Devlin.

- Hello?

DEVLIN: My terms were clear,

and the time to comply was generous.

The terms remain the same,
but the time does not.

You have minutes
to deliver Ryan Booth

to the Crumlin Council
Houses, or the girl dies.

Conor, I...


Crumlin's a suburb on
the Southside of Dublin.

We need to leave now if
we're gonna make it in time.

- What's our plan?
- We k*ll him.

Seven of us means seven g*n.


Whoever has the sh*t takes it.

Every one of us has a
reason to k*ll this man.

Good hunting.

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What do you think you're doing?

I'm coming with you.

It's a very bad idea.

- Hey.
- You can't stop me.

You're going to the
Crumlin Council Houses.

Either I go with you, or I
call the Irish police right now.

Shelby, talk to her.

What's the alternative? Tie him up?


Your call.

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Come on.

Listen, you will stand beside me.

You will listen to every order I give.

No exceptions. You got that?

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Look, I'm the one who put
a b*llet in Conor's son.

Andrea and Isabella have
nothing to do with this.

They're civilians. My life
isn't worth more than theirs.

But it's worth everything to me.

This is what we do.

We put ourselves in harm's way

so we can protect the
lives of innocent people.

Putting ourselves in
harm's way is one thing.

Walking into an execution is another.

Hey. Hey!

Conor knew his demand would
put a strain on this team, okay?

That's exactly what he wanted.

We can't let our emotions
drive our decisions.

And, yes, I'm talking to both of you.

Well, if it was you he wanted,

you would have turned
yourself in already.

You don't know that.

I know you, Alex.


Time to get focused.
Everybody get into position.


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High perch is set.

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I'm in position.

When Devlin shows with
Isabella, we'll take the sh*t.

Once he's down, I move
in with Alex and McQuigg

to recover the girl.

We're in position, Owen.

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When does it start?

I don't know.

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It starts now.

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We've got eyes on Conor.

SHELBY: I have a sh*t.

- Got him.
- Where's Isabella?

No one takes the sh*t
until Isabella is clear.

SHELBY: Roger that.

She's in the Rover on the right.

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With a pair of g*n
point-blank at her center mass.

The girl stays in the vehicle

until Ryan Booth presents
himself to me, unarmed!

If we take out one, the
other kills Isabella.

Mr. Booth!

We can try to take them
both out simultaneously,

but if we miss, she's
directly in the line of f*re.

- Yeah.
- You have seconds to surrender,

or things will become quite gruesome.

They are going to k*ll her.

- Conor wants Ryan.
- Shall we begin?

If he kills Isabella, he loses
his leverage. He's bluffing.


He wasn't bluffing when
he k*lled my sister.


... ...

- He won't do it.
- We don't know that.

... ...


I'm sorry.

- CONOR: ... ...
- Andrea, don't!

- What the hell's he doing?
- Please, sir.

Don't do this.

Take me instead. Let my little girl go.


Don't do this. Take me instead.

I'm begging...


- Andrea! Andrea!
- Everyone, hold steady.

- He still has Isabella.
- Andrea!

No, no! No! No!

No. No.

- Oh, my God.
- Help her.

Help her.

I-I promise.

A long time ago, you asked me who I was.

My name is Alex Parrish,

and I swear to you that I'm
gonna bring your daughter home.

I promise.


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- MCQUIGG: Alex, don't!

He's still got Isabella.

Stand down, Alex.


Now, where were we?

Alex, stand down!

Ah, that's right.






Ryan, what the hell are you doing?

The only thing left to do.

- Ryan, don't.
- SHELBY: Ryan!

I can't just stand by and
watch a -year-old die.

Let him go.

It's the only way.

I love you.

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Let the girl go!

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Bella. Bella, come here, sweetheart.

Just come here.


I got you. I got you, baby.

Where's Daddy?

Just close your eyes, okay?

Keep your eyes closed real tight.

I got you.

I got you.

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MAN: He's clean, sir.

No w*apon, no trackers.

Leave us.

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- Keep going. Finish it, Devlin.


In my own good time.

You were kind enough to
give my son a quick death.

I'm afraid I won't be
returning the favor.

I'm going to start with
non-vital organs first, lad.

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The kidneys, for instance.

A man can survive with just one.

But that doesn't mean it's pleasant

feeling them shut down on you.


How many punches does it take
to rupture a man's kidney?

Bare-knuckled? I'd
say eight or nine, sir.

That's Dr. Mickey.

He'll be keeping you fully conscious

for everything I'm gonna
unleash over the next hours.

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Hungry, Bella?

She says she found a dollhouse upstairs

big enough for a family of four.

You can go.

Go on.

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Little Bobby's tapped out.

Listen, the Devlin Clan own over
properties across Dublin,

and that's assuming Conor's
even keeping Ryan in the city.

MCQUIGG: After we raided his stables,

Conor had to figure his
hiding spots were compromised.

So wherever he's keeping Ryan

probably won't be in his
real-estate portfolio.

Had any luck on Liam Killoran?

Well, I spoke to my friends at MI

and got them to put a
call in to him, but it...

Well, tell them to call again.

We're running out of time, Harry.

We need everything we can
get on Conor Devlin now.

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We both know he couldn't
live with himself

if he didn't save her.

Either one of us would
have done the same thing.

I wouldn't have done it without
telling my husband first.

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Shelby, if Ryan told you,

would you have let him
surrender to Conor Devlin?

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Ryan's not gonna
survive this one, is he?

Yes, he is.

He has to.

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CONOR: I pay you to keep him awake.

Now get him up.

- Ah.

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What is it?

An RFID signal.

Ryan's alive!

All right, he's in
Dublin, minutes out.

Let's go.

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Plenty of life left in him.

- This one's a strong lad.

Your son wasn't so strong.

Lost control at the wrong time.

Had to put Phelan down like a rabid dog.

Don't you dare speak his name.

He... He cried.

As he took his last breath, he cried.

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- Don't!
- Stop!

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Prep the IV and smelling salts.

He's gonna need it when I return.

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[ECHOING] I love you.

It's okay. It's okay.

You're gonna be okay. I'm here now.


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No sign of Devlin here.

His pulse is barely there.

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We'll get him to the hospital, okay?

No. I'll get him to the hospital.

You need to track down that
son of a b*tch and finish this.

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I'm here. Stay with me.

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We have a common problem.

Conor Devlin.


I think you're confusing
me with someone else.

I'm just an elderly pensioner
visiting from Belfast.

Mr. Killoran,

your reputation precedes
you as a man of honor.

And Conor Devlin lied to you.

He may have promised to end
his vendetta against the FBI,

but, instead, he
kidnapped a -year-old girl

and m*rder her father
right in front of her.

Their only crime...
That I cared about them.

Half an hour ago,

I saw an agent from my team
being admitted into the ICU.

Conor Devlin did that, too.

I could go on.

Even if what you say is true,
it's none of my business.

Then let me tell you my business,

because it's about to become yours.

I will have American FBI agents

swarming every last inch of Ireland

until I find Conor Devlin

and anyone who ever helped him...

starting with you.

Why should I believe you?

You're right.

You don't know me, Liam.

But you know him.

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Ah, Little Bobby.

Not the honorable soldier now, I see.

Conor k*lled his own brother.

He broke the oath he swore to you.

Look, the Devlin Clan and my family

have been enemies for years,

but they're enemies I know.

If anything should happen to Conor,

chaos will descend on Dublin.

And Lord knows who would take over.

You're looking at him, sir.

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Don't move.

Hand over the g*n, Conor.

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What the hell is this?

"Peace proposals unaccompanied
by a sworn covenant

indicate a plot."

Even Sun Tzu knew better than
to broker a truce with a lie.

"The Art of w*r" is over, Devlin.

And you lost.

You k*lled my sister.

Kidnapped Maisie.

k*lled my daughter.

And Andrea.

Is this where the FBI m*rder
me in cold blood, then?


Come on, now.

We're not m*rder.

Then tell me how all this ends, Alex?

It ends here.


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Is he gonna wake up?

Fractured skull.

Beaten within an inch of his life.

But no brain trauma.

He should wake up.

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We earned it.




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Any moment can also be hello.

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So, what happens next?

Well, Ryan wakes up.


No, you've got to believe that.

And when he does, he'll
be facing an FBI inquiry,

like the rest of us.

But I'm guessing what
you're really thinking about

is what happens now
between you and Alex.

I'm not thinking about that.


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I've been thinking about when
we all first met at Quantico.


We were such kids.

None of us knew who we were yet.

We thought we did, but we didn't.

And nothing turned out
the way we expected.



Everything turned out
the way it should have...

except for today.

Except for this.

Alex, can I give you some advice?



loving someone,

truly loving someone, is everything.

You've always run from it,

but as your best friend,
I am telling you...

stop running.

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Worrying about you is
the best part of my day.

Peaceful lives are
for other people, Alex.

We're all burdened by history, Deep.

- Make things right.
- Best friends forever!

You are the sum total of
the decisions you make.

Your last bad decision
doesn't have to define you.

But as your best friend,
I am telling you...

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...stop running.

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What's going to happen to me now?

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Have you ever been to America?


Would you like to see it?

With you?

Yeah, with me.

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