01x13 - Getaway Day

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See the doctor. See what he says,

- and then we'll talk about deployment.
- Doc says I don't get

deployable status,
that's it, we're done.

We're not gonna be out
on the street because

- you missed one deployment.
- You can't pay the mortgage,

you generally end out on the street.

So you're telling me you
don't need any surgery?

Nope. Doc fixed me up with some
heavy-duty anti-inflammatories.

Told me not to bench
with a straight bar.

- Huh?
- Stop being worried. I'm good.

I had fun last night. (CHUCKLES)

Maybe we can do it
again later in the week.

CLAY: The only thing worse than not

seeing you for the next three months

would be never seeing you again.

- What are you doing?
- Will you marry me?

I want to come home.

Do you really
think we ought to be talking about

big life decisions?

Come on, what do you want me to do...
open up some

tactical training business?

ALANA: Nobody kicks down doors forever.

STEVE: TOC, this is Echo Team.

Approaching target.

(DOG PANTING)

(BARKS)

TOC, this is Echo . Breach in place.

Preparing to as*ault.

TOC: Copy,
Echo . You are clear for entry.

Get in there.

(BARKING)

Go, go, go.

(BARKING CONTINUES)

Last man!

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Getaway Day

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JASON: You know what? Okay.

It's mostly just a little sand there

in the pressure restrictor,
but you should be good to go.

Well, at least Emma won't have an excuse

- to use my shower anymore.
- Speaking of Emma,

she's at Cathy's tonight, right?
Sleepover?

And, uh, Mikey... He's at practice,

so maybe we should check
out the pressure here...

(CHUCKLES)
...see how it works for us, right?

How come you always
turn into such a horndog

before deployment?

You know, it's on my checklist...

- Really?
- ...for my SEAL deployment, yeah.

Mm. You know where you're going?

We're picking up from, uh, Steve

and, uh, Echo Team,

you know, from J-Bad, probably.

We'll find out more next week,

what's going on.

You know, I made a reservation

for me and the kids
out at Splash Country.

Well, did Emma... She kick and scream?

Nah, we've been going there
before your deployments

- since she was six.
- Yeah.

(GRUNTS) Think she likes the tradition.

(SHORT CHUCKLE)

She asked me if, uh,
you were coming this year.

Oh.

Right, well, you know,
I just assumed that,

because of the year that we had...

No, I know. So did I. It's just,

I don't know...
the way things have been going,

I thought maybe we could give it a sh*t?

Okay, yeah, let's do it.

Jason, if this doesn't feel right,
we don't...

- we don't have to force it.
- Alana, it's good.

Let's do this, okay?

- Okay.
- All right?

All right.
Then I'll tell the kids tonight.

- They'll be really excited.
- Perfect.

Hey, I got to pick up Mikey.
He's out at Hampton Roads.

You want to come?

Ah, I told Sonny I'd work out with him.

On a Saturday night?

Well,
it's on his checklist before deployment.

Right.

Then I guess I'll talk to you later.

Yeah.

SONNY: I got-I got...
one more, one more.

One more? All right.

Let's go. (GRUNTS)

Yeah? Monster, man. Monster.

(EXHALES) (WHOOPING)

for seven.

- That's a PR, right there.
- Yeah?

Put it on the board.

I always lose so much damn
muscle when we end up deploying.

Something in the air gets in my food,

makes me not have an appetite.

That's called adrenaline.

It's called dirt.

Goat dung. And despair.

Goat dung, eh?
Didn't know you were such a philosopher.

The Quinns come from a
long line of warrior poets.

You know, we used to advise

the ancient kings in Tara.

Yeah, look it up. Right?

Make sure you look, uh, after Spenser

when we're over there.

Got it?

I ain't babysitting
pretty boy over there.

You forgetting something?

You remember how Ray took care of you

on your first cycle?

The only thing Ray looked after

was making sure that my ass
went through the door first.

Look after him.

Yeah.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Eric, what the hell?

- Little busy for the weekend, huh?
- Yeah, well,

we got a little something going on.

Yeah, I can see that. What is it?

One of our teams in Afghanistan,
they ran into something.

Casualties?

We're still at the very early stages

of understanding the situation,
but as intel comes in,

I'll keep you informed.
That's the best I can promise.

- Yeah, okay.
- Look, uh,

if you got any plans tonight,
put 'em on hold.

That bad?

- MAN: Uh, Lieutenant?
- Be right there, Nathan.

Just stick around, all right?

Naima? Babe, I'm home.

I got those lights for
the porch we talked about.

About, you know, the-the black ones

with the, uh, soft finish?

LEDs are built in,
which I don't love, but...

they'll last forever,
so we're good, right?

Great.

Yeah, that's what I thought.
What... what'd I say?

Nothing. They sound good.

Okay, you want to talk about something.

No.

I just got an interesting
phone call today.

From your doctor.

What, um...

what doctor?

Uh, the one you canceled on last week.

The one you told me you saw.

Who gave you the big
thumbs-up for deployment.

That doctor.

Doesn't ring a bell.

(SCOFFS) Raymond Perry...

Okay, all right.

I didn't go see him.

Yeah, obviously.

I didn't need to, babe.

It's better.

I swear. Otherwise...

You wouldn't have lied to me?

Look, I just didn't want you to worry,
okay?

It is better.

Naima, I was just in Iraq, all right?

Doing my job. (SHORT CHUCKLE)

And-and... not a problem.

So why are you hiding tramadol

in your sock drawer?

Hey, I'm your wife.

I occasionally launder your socks.

It's for flare-ups. (SCOFFS)

All right? All the guys carry it.

You shouldn't lie to me.

No matter what it is.

I can take it.

That's my job.

Okay.

Fair enough.

Does Jason know?

(PHONE VIBRATES)

Jason knows all he has to.

Take it.

Hey.

Yeah, man, hold on.

It's Spenser.

I told him I'd meet him up at
the dealership up on Lynnhaven.

Fine.

But I have days to talk
you out of this insanity.

And I'm gonna be doing a lot of talking.

(SCOFFS)

Yeah, man. I'm on my way.

- CLAY: That's not a problem.
- RAY: No, that is.

I thought you liked your car.

Yeah, I do like my car.

Okay.

No, I just, uh, you know,
maybe it'd be nice

to have something to come home to.

We are still talking
about the car, right?

I mean,
that's what you wanted my help with...

Figuring out which one you want to get?

Yeah, you know, you, uh,

order it on deployment,

don't pay any tax.

You think I'm crazy, don't you?
Ask her to marry me,

and I've only known her a couple months.

Not if you want to marry her.

I did when I asked her.

(CHUCKLES): Yeah, you did.

Lying in that hospital bed,
high on china white,

fresh off seeing your
life flash in front of you

down that hole in Al-Qa'im?

You're damn right you wanted to, then.

Question is, do you want to
in the cold light of morning?

You think I don't.

I think the fact we're having
this conversation is, uh,

not a very good sign.

Dude, I just, you know,
I really like this girl a lot.

Oh, yeah,
that's what every girl wants to hear.

"I like you a lot."

(CHUCKLES) You're-you're
gonna stand there

and tell me that, with Naima,
you just, you knew.

One day... boom, that's it, you knew.

years ago, Clay.

years, four months and...

eight days.

- Oh, my gosh. You're kidding me.
- She was the night nurse on duty

and I was the guy bleeding
all over her new white shoes.

Crawled right across 'em.

I didn't know Naima served.

She didn't. She was subbing at the ER

at Henry Ford Hospital in Detroit.

I was still at Team doing a
urban as*ault training rotation

when me and a couple guys
mixed it up with some locals

outside a club on Wyoming Street.

Ended up with me about three pints low,

going into shock.

Looked up, saw Naima.

She saved me that night.

Every night since.

Man, I had no idea.

Look, let's just say the
Ray you're looking at...

That wasn't always me.

Back then, I was angry.

And stupid.

Not a good combination.

All changed that night.

It's not a choice, for me.

(PHONE VIBRATES)

That's an awfully high bar.

(CHUCKLES) You asked.

(GRUNTS) Hey, what's up, Jace?

Hey, yo, look,
there's something going on downrange.

Um, I think it's Echo.

- How bad?
- It's bad.

- Helo crash?
- JASON: It could be.

I need you to get down here.

All right, I can be there

in minutes. I got Spenser with me.

Well, bring Spenser.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

JASON: Hey, look, it's me.
I'm-I'm calling

because, uh...

Look, there's a, uh, a situation, um,

in J-Bad with one of our teams.

Did they lose anyone?

Well, it's unclear.

God.

Hey, listen, is Emma still at Cathy's?

Yeah, I told you,
she's spending the night.

Oh, my God. Not Steve.

I don't know.

It's really unclear.
They're reporting him

as missing right now. I just, um...

I just need you to get down there

and get her out of there

before there's any kind of notification.

- Just get her out of there.
- Yeah, okay, okay, mm-hmm.

Call you later. All right.

(SIGHS)

They really use these things

to calculate their breaching charges?

Yeah,
they're called construction calculators

for a reason.

I'm glad to see they...

- still using hammers, at least.
- Oh, yeah, they're good

for putting a new deck onto your hooch.

Or cracking a Tali sentry's skull.

But I guess they use
tomahawks for that now.

No, no, not since that Times article.

Apparently tomahawks are cruel.
Haven't you heard?

Oh, and hammers aren't?

Honestly, I can't keep track.

With all these restrictions, this almost

makes me glad I'm not deploying.

Yeah, almost.

I know you miss it.

I'll miss you.

It's funny...
I was always the one leaving.

It sucks staying behind.

Yeah,
now you know how all those ladies felt.

- What ladies?
- Mm-hmm.

How long you staying, anyway?

- Uh, while you're gone?
- Yeah.

Couple weeks, at least.

Mm, couple weeks, huh?

If that.

It's not like there's
anything keeping me here.

Nice. Really nice. (PHONE RINGING)

Oh.

Yeah, Jason?

Hey,
help me get the stuff back in the car.

Appreciate you all coming in so quickly.

I know you're all wondering.

So here it is.

Last night,
at approximately hours local time,

DEVGRU Team Echo was on their
second mission of the night.

It was a follow-on operation

in the Khush Gumbad neighborhood

of Jalalabad.

BLACKBURN:
The target was a private residence.

They breached the structure,

made entry. Seconds later, there was...

an expl*si*n.

JASON: What are we talking...
bodyguards with S-vests

or the whole place just rigged?

Yeah.

Probably all that.

Survivors?

None that we know of.

SONNY: So you're telling me that all...

six guys are dead.

The casualty notification
teams are en route.

Damn it.

Echo Team was handing off to us.

I just talked to Steve Porter yesterday.

Right.

Uh... the squadron

is now down a full team.

Which, as you know,

is an untenable situation.

To remedy it,

Command has asked that your
date of deployment be moved up.

To when?

You leave in hours.

Any tidying up you need
do on the personal front,

now's the time to do it.

Any questions?

(KNOCKING ON SCREEN DOOR)

How's Cindy?

You can imagine.

They find out anything,
or you can't say?

Not much. It was a follow-on.

One guy leads one team from one
one location to another and...

house just dropped on 'em.

su1c1de bomber?

That's what it sounds like.

Jason...

(CRIES SOFTLY)

CINDY: We were supposed to
go to Coronado, you know?

Kids have never been, and...

it's where he did BUD/S, so...
(SNIFFLES)

he'd always wanted them to see it.

(LAUGHS SOFTLY)

He said, "You don't know
what a real ocean feels like

until you've nearly
drowned in the Pacific".

He was a tough bastard.

CINDY: Yeah.

(SNIFFLES) Not tough enough.

None of us are.

(CRIES, SNIFFLES)

I am such a cliché.

But, God, you don't know,

do you...

until it happens to you?

Naima and I were gonna

take Cathy and Robert to
the Dairy Queen on Atlantic.

Maybe go to the aquarium after?

Yeah. That's good.

Being here is just...

it's too sad.

It's okay. We'll get 'em stoned

on Oreo Blizzards and
pop by to see the otters.

Thank you.

- Otters are good.
- (LAUGHS) Yeah.

Thank you.

I miss him so much.

We're family.
We're gonna get through this.

All right?

(CINDY SOBS)

It's okay, it's okay.

(CRYING CONTINUES)

Hey, how's little man doing?

Watching Adventure Time with Sonny.

Sonny really knows a lot
about Adventure Time.

Yeah.

We gonna talk sometime?

I mean, I guess it's moot now.

What, about deployment?

What am I supposed to do, Naima?

Nothing. You're going. I know.

My mom's gonna be here,
and I'm gonna go back to work,

and everything's gonna be fine.
Till it's not.

Hey, stop that.

Ray, I'm just...

I'm worried.

Babe, I'm gonna be fine.

Believe me.

But I got to take care of this stuff.

Those men?

They were my brothers.

Just promise me if
your shoulder acts up,

- you'll take yourself out.
- I told you, honey,

I will get it checked out.

No, Ray, you'll take yourself out.

These kids...
they don't have a father anymore.

You understand?

Cindy doesn't have a husband.

Promise me.

Okay.

I promise.

I promise.

Liar. (SNIFFLES)

(QUIETLY): Oh, come on.
Stop that. Stop, stop, stop.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

I'll get this one.

I'll go relieve Sonny. (SNIFFLES)

(EXHALES)

DANNY: Hey, you. Hey.

- Danny.
- Ray.

Thought you had your
hands full with load in.

Or you should have your hands full.
What...

wheels up in six hours.

And minutes. We're gonna be fine.

How's Cindy?

She's okay.

Let's get you some coffee.

Oh, you know what?

You came up just in time. We ran out.

Give me a break, Perry.

I'll make some coffee.
Where's the kitchen?

- I like him.
- Me too.

This sucks, Ray.

Yeah. I know.

Supposed to be my job.

Oh. Well, there's really

not much left to do
here but just drink it.

Oh, well, for that, I brought my own.

Nice.

- Danny, by the way.
- Sorry. Um, Stella.

Nice to meet you. Are you, um...

are you Bravo Team

or Charlie, Delta, whatever?

I'm sorry, I don't...

No, no, not one of those teams,
but yeah.

A while ago.

Oh. No, thank you. Thank you.

It's really hard.

Yeah, hardest part of w*r, pretty much.

How do you mean?

What comes after.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

CLAY: There you are.

Cool, man. Good to see you.

- How you doing?
- Hey.

How you doing?

- You all right?
- Yeah.

I'm gonna go bring the coffee.

Oh, thank you, thank you.

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

Really interesting guy. (CHUCKLES)

Just gonna put this in the...

Uh, so, I-I owe you an apology.

You do?

Yeah.

Okay.

Look, the other night in the hospital,

what I asked you... I...

I shouldn't have put
you in that position.

Well, in your defense,
you were on a lot of morphine.

I'm serious. All right, look,

I-I know that we're not
ready to get married, okay?

I'm not gonna make you say it.

Okay.

Um...

Thank you, actually. (CHUCKLES)

Really, I-I... I just...

I wasn't sure how to say it myself.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

So we can just...
we can go back to how we were

before the hospital the other night?

Yes, just having fun
getting to know each other.

- All right.
- All right.

But we're not picking
out baby room colors.

N... Heavens, no.

Listen, um...

I'm actually gonna...
I think I should leave,

'cause I feel a little weird
being here when I'm not family.

- All right, well, let me drive you.
- No, no, no. You stay.

- Stay.
- No, I want to.

- Okay.
- All right.

I just got to say
good-bye to some people.

Oh, all right. I'll be right there.

I just have to make a quick call, okay?

Okay.

What's going on?

This is going on forever...
but it's good.

Aquarium's got some special
otter thing at : .

Cindy said the kids have
been dying to see it.

You have to reserve seats
or aprons or something.

That's great.

We'll leave in an hour?

Sunday, though. Beach traffic.

- Maybe sooner?
- Um,

wheels up at , so...

Still time to say good-bye to the kids.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

You know, I guess, um,

Splash Country is out.

(SIGHS)

So, what do you want to tell the kids?

You mean about us?

What do you want to tell 'em?

We never really decided on anything,
did we?

Well, now's not really the time.

No, it's never really the time.

You want to get into this now?

(SIGHS)

I'm sorry.

It's okay. You got work to do.

I thought we'd have a few days,

a week away from work
when it could be...

when it could be just us, the family,

but... I don't think it's
ever gonna be that again.

I didn't think that we'd
get hit like this, Alana.

Yeah, but if it wasn't this,
this horror,

it would be something else.

It doesn't want to let you alone, Jace.

It never lets you alone.

Never does.

Yeah.

I see that.

Come on, I know you.

I'm the love of your life.

But I don't think I should
be your wife anymore.

I know you've been trying,

really trying to talk with me more

and share with me what you can.

I know how hard it is for you,

how the closer you get
to rejoining this family,

the more you feel like

there's a noose tightening
around your neck.

Not 'cause you don't want
to be part of the family.

It's just 'cause your other
family's got too tight a hold.

I'm sorry.

(CRYING)

I can't. I can't share you anymore.

Yeah.

WOMAN (ON PHONE): Hello, ma'am.

Are you there? Hello?

- Take it. Take it.
- Jason...

(SNIFFLES) Take it.

Uh, yes,
I'd like to reserve four tickets

for the Otter Experience.

(SNIFFLES)

Two adult and two children.

The name is Alana Hayes.

(UPBEAT CARTOON MUSIC PLAYING)

What's going on, slugger?

Just getting my head right.

Getting your head right, yeah.

What?

Watching this crap?

Yeah.

Keep my mind empty,

so I can fill it with all
the hate I can muster up...

get 'em sons of b*tches
that k*lled our brothers.

(SIGHS)

This the part where you, uh,

supposed to tell me to
keep my head on straight,

keep my ass in line, or one of
the many Jason pearls of wisdoms

that you drop at these times?

Not gonna say a word.

And thank God there aren't, uh,

many times like these
in the near future.

Amen.

I need to get after 'em, Jace.

We will.

Hey.

We'll get 'em.

NEWS ANCHOR (ON TV): Thank you, Richard.
Right now, this is all we know.

The Defense Department is confirming
that several members of the Navy's elite

Special Warfare Development Group,
commonly knows as SEAL Team ,

have been k*lled in an encounter

with the Taliban forces in Jalalabad,
Afghanistan.

DOD is confirming the names of the dead

as Chief Petty Officer Robert Johnson,

Senior Chief Petty
Officer Steven Porter,

- Petty Officer Richard Williams,
- (CRYING): No!

Petty Officer Chris Hall,
Petty Officer Michael Miller,

and Petty Officer Ramon Garcia.

(SOBBING) We'll have further details

for you as we learn them.
(PHONES RING AND BUZZ)

(PHONES CONTINUE RINGING AND BUZZING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(BEEPING)

- Gentlemen.
- What's up, Deke?

- Hey.
- What's going on?

- Good to see you. Thank you.
- Yeah.

Deke.

Assuming you guys got the
broad strokes on the plane?

- Yeah.
- RAY: Oh, yeah.

Well, unfortunately, at this point,

that's all we got, is the broad strokes.

Anything you can tell
us outside the brief?

Yeah.

Echo was out on a routine hit. No name

on the target.
Basically, just a digital silhouette.

Burner cell phone being
used to call phones

that belong to the group
we've been going after.

So, anyway, when we first
got here a couple months ago,

we were rolling up some couriers,
low-level b*mb-makers.

Even getting a few to flip.
The problem was,

the brass had gotten so uptight
about kicking the wrong doors.

Every time we'd get a tip
for a follow-on target,

we'd have to sit on it and wait

until we could finally get
somebody to green-light.

Well, that just gives time

for the bad guys to change things up.

- Yeah.
- DEKE: So, a few weeks ago,

brass decides to take the leash off,

let us start hitting the
follow-on targets immediately

before the bad guys could change it up.

So, all of a sudden,
we're doing some damage, man.

Yeah. We grabbed some

mid-level commanders, k*lled another one

when his bodyguard clacked
off his S-vest too early.

Anyway, that night,

Echo tracks the target phone
to a house outside of J-Bad.

All right, like I said, it's routine.

They take the door.

There's one fighting-age male on
target inside... Tariq Jamala.

Now,
turns out Jamala is a small-time local

real estate developer. He's got a bunch

of rental properties all over the city.

Field interrogation before
they throw him on a helo,

he says that one of his
other properties just happens

to be where Hamid Gul Baladur
is spending the night.

A quick refresher?

Here's an organizational
chart of the Halani Network.

- Boom, boom, boom.
- JASON: There he is.

Baladur's number two.

So, Echo loads Tariq onto the helo.

Fly over to the house where
he claims Baladur is staying,

and they tell him that he's
going inside with them.

They take the door,

and boom...
the whole place comes down on our boys.

Brass's working theory? Baladur's

bodyguard clacked off his S-vest.

Pretty big blast for an
S-vest if you ask me.

Could have been multiple
S-vests set off simultaneously.

So, the brass just wants to assume

that the intel is good,
and Baladur's dead,

and he's underneath that
rubble with our guys.

How long till we know for sure?

So, the FBI forensics team got delayed

a little bit getting in there.

We're actually just going
through it right now.

We did not deploy two weeks
early to wait on the FBI.

You guys want to occupy yourselves?

- Oh, yeah.
- You should take a hop

on over to Shinwar.

Have a sit-down with Qasim Zadran.

- Yeah, that rings a bell.
- RAY: Oh, yeah.

Yeah. So, Zadran is just about

the biggest w*rlord
this side of Kandahar.

Ain't nothing much moves around
these parts except by his leave.

So, if anybody would know
what went down in that house

- that night, it'd be Zadran.
- JASON: What do you say, Ray?

Huh? Want to go sit down with a w*rlord?

Thank you for your hospitality,
Sheik Qasim.

(SPEAKING PASHTO)

You know why we're here?

(CLAY SPEAKS PASHTO)

(SPEAKING PASHTO)

He says we're here about our dead men.

Look, ask him if he knew
who they were targeting.

(SPEAKING PASHTO)

Hamid Gul Baladur.

Hmm.

What makes you say that?

I am the master here.

I know everything.

Including your English.

Had Americans here for over years.

You think I wouldn't
learn your language?

First,
we slaughtered the Russians together,

then Taliban and al-Qaeda.

Now, God willing,
we will slaughter Hamid Baladur.

Unless he's dead already.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Buried under that house along
with your dead soldiers?

We hope so.

Well, then, I'm sorry to be
the one to break bad news.

Baladur's alive?

You're certain?

ERIC: He could have been

- jerking your chain.
- JASON: Well, that's possible,

but what does he have to gain?

I agree.
I don't see what he gains by telling us

that Baladur didn't die in the
house unless he knows it's true.

ERIC: I don't suppose he told you

how he knew that Baladur's alive?

If I had to guess,
I'd say someone's seen the guy

moving around the tribals
sometime since the house blew.

ERIC: Makes sense.

Yeah, but it doesn't get us very far.

Where do we stand on forensics?

Only DNA we've found so far are
our guys' and the informant.

Okay, well,
how long till they're done searching?

DAVIS: Sounds like it's gonna be

- another couple hours at least.
- JASON: Okay.

In that time, why don't we say
we kick down some doors, right?

ERIC: Halani Network's
behind a whole lot of doors.

JOC is worried that this incident

could turn public sentiment
against our efforts here.

So, the more targets we hit,
the less it looks like we're about

- to pack up and go home.
- JASON: If they did

set a trap for Echo, that's why.

'Cause they know we're coming in strong.

Well,
if our guys did get led into a trap,

Tariq's the one who led them there,

so seems to me that he's
a good place to start.

RAY: Except, as we speak,

some FBI guy is picking Tariq's
teeth out of the ceiling tile.

- Mm-hmm.
- Contacts on Tariq's phone, um...

How many of them are new to us?

They were all connected
to Halani except one.

The last phone call he made,

just at the same time
Echo was hitting the door.

Yeah. Maybe he was trying
to tell somebody good-bye.

What's the geolocation?

DAVIS: The phone
is in an apartment building in Kabul,

and hasn't moved since
we started tracking it.

Get this thing greenlit for us?

I can try.

Let's go kick doors down.

(DOG PANTING, WHINING)

(CHUFFS, PANTS)

(BARKING)

Bravo to Bravo , door is clear.

(BARKING)

(expl*si*n)

(DOG PANTING)

(SNIFFS)

Guy left in a hurry.

Think he maybe was tipped off?

Been here a while. A couple days, maybe.

Which means he took off
because he knew we were coming.

Here's the phone.

The apartment belongs to Azim Raisani,
.

Works for Tariq's contracting business.

- So, he left the phone.
- 'Cause he knows it's b*rned.

He knows that about this place, too.

SONNY: How you figure that?

Well, he's got to figure
the phone gets us here.

Kid's years old, no bad-guy record.

- Maybe he don't know we're onto him.
- RAY: Ah, except

he stripped the SIM card from the phone.

JASON: I'm with Spenser.

- Guy's not coming back.
- Oh, God.

- So where does that leave us, boss?
- I'll talk to his family.

Guy doesn't look like he has any family.

- Tariq's family.
- CLAY: Interrogator's

been sweating
'em since the second that house went up.

You got answers for everything,
don't you?

Hey. What have we got to lose?
Prepare for exfil.

- Good? Let's move.
- Yeah. (CLEARS THROAT)

Copy that.

Tell me what's going on there.
Why are you so hard on the kid?

- Well, you asked me to baby-sit him.
- Look at me.

I told you,
we're gonna get these guys, all right?

- Roger that.
- Don't take it out on Spenser.

- Let's go.
- Let's go.

So, the wife barely speaks.

The mother says her son
would never be involved

with t*rrorists.

- Says he was a Wali.
- Saint.

- Saint walked our boys into an ambush.
- MANDY: Can she explain why

her Wali son had a phone
linked to the Halani Network?

Why he told our guys

he knew where to find Hamid Baladur?

See, she doesn't believe he did.

She says we must be making it up.

Man, Tariq was her oldest and only son.

Around here,
that is the next thing to a god.

What about Azim?

Says the same thing.

"My son would never
associate with such people".

Azim worked for her son,

so I'm pretty sure that
makes them associated.

Plus,
nothing we found at Azim's place says

that he was a militant.

I mean, what do you want me to tell you?

Apparently, denial ain't
just a river in Egypt, right?

What about the widow?

DEKE: Ah, like I said,
she barely speaks.

Mostly defers to the mother-in-law.

You tried talking to her alone?

DEKE: Wow.

Why didn't we think of that?

You try using a woman to talk to her?

I don't have one to use.

Can't see it making much difference,
anyway, but...

Mind if I take a cr*ck?

DEKE: Mi casa, su casa.

I'm terribly sorry for your loss.

(CLAY SPEAKS PASHTO)

MANDY:
May God bless you and your children.

(CLAY SPEAKS PASHTO)

My mother-in-law is awful, as well.

(SPEAKING PASHTO)

Hmm?

How did Tariq feel about her?

(SPEAKING PASHTO)

(SPEAKING PASHTO)

Essentially,
"he couldn't stand that bitch".

(LAUGHS)

MANDY: Tariq's mother
said he wasn't a militant.

(CLAY SPEAKS PASHTO)

(SPEAKING PASHTO)

She says he wasn't.

Yeah, the thing is,
the mother-in-law couldn't offer

an alternate explanation
for Tariq's behavior.

(SPEAKING PASHTO)

_

We've been recreating
Tariq's pattern of life,

and he's got huge gaps in his
online presence in most days.

(CLEARS THROAT)

_

_

_

She says he was living green.

Oh, she's trying to hustle us.

CLAY: It's hard to argue against that.

Tariq's life screams "tradecraft".

Or a guy with something to hide.

Can she offer an alternate explanation

for her husband's pattern?

His secret life?

I thought man-love was
accepted in this culture.

The widow said that the husband
fell in love with this kid Azim.

And how's that add up to her
knowing where Azim's hiding out?

She said that Tariq had
a house he never rented,

said she was supposed
to take the kids there

if it was ever bug-out time.

Speaking of which, Deke said

the neighborhood's pretty hostile, boss.

- Take the Scooby vans.
- Hey, you.

- Lets us fly under the radar.
- JASON: We go in, we go out.

We hit the house hard, get the kid,

and we're gone before
anyone knows we're there.

- Yeah.
- Man.

RAY: Yeah, I do.

I'm calling it "hooch"
because that's what it is.

I looked up the definition of "hooch",

and it just happens to be
"a lightly thatched hut".

- Oh.
- Thank you, Mr. Webster.

Oh, yeah? 'Cause you know what I got?

"Hootch, a highly inferior whiskey".
See "rot got".

See "that toilet moonshine
Sonny makes under his bed".

Only thing highly
inferior is your palate.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)