Pig in a blanket?
[BABBLES]
[BOTH LAUGH]
Okay, that was corny but good.
Hey, can we swing in here for a sec?
- Yeah.
- Maybe Gus has my watch ready.
I don't see why not.
Well, my two favorite Yankee fans.
Hi, Gus.
I was wondering if you guys
were coming in here today.
Just checking on Dad's old Daytona.
Finished.
Can never tell the bezel was scratched.
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Oh, my God. Jack, what is this?
Melody Wilmot,
I love you more
than we both hate the Red Sox.
[LAUGHS]
And there is no one I would
rather start a family with.
Will you marry me?
Oh, my God.
Hands in the air! Hands in the air!
Hands up! Put your hands up!
No movement!
Don't move!
No sudden moves!
[INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
[g*nf*re AND GLASS SHATTERING]
♪
- Yo, what are you doing?
- Let's go! Let's go!
Guys, come on!
♪
[SLOW DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[SOBS] No.
No, honey.
Hey, Tiff, you want to head inside?
Yeah.
What is this, ladies' night?
Yeah, guys drew grand jury.
What do we got, Mike?
Well, it started as a smash and grab.
Based on the three robbers
and the all-black getups,
looks like the same crew
we've been trying to catch for a month.
But something went sideways today,
'cause they dropped two bodies.
- You ID them yet?
- Yeah.
Gus Hill, . He owned the store.
And Melody Wilmot, ,
part-time paralegal at DHS,
which is why we called you guys in.
All right, we're gonna need
the security footage
from the store and the surrounding area
- forwarded to Fed right away.
- That's not a problem.
And I'll get you a description
of the getaway car as well.
Okay. What about witnesses?
Just him.
Poor guy was in the middle of proposing.
Hi. I'm Special Agent
Maggie Bell with the FBI.
I'm really sorry for your loss.
I'm sorry. You had some questions?
I'll keep it brief.
When the three robbers
came into the premises,
did you notice anything
distinctive about them
that would help me ID them?
Maybe some scars or tattoos, birthmarks?
Not really.
They were wearing masks
and hoods and I was scared.
What about their voices? Any accents?
American.
But they barely talked.
You'll find whoever did this.
We're sure as hell gonna try.
millimeter. Mostly intact.
Let's send it to ballistics.
- Hey, Maggie.
- Yeah.
The crown on this chronograph
is about millimeters too big.
Okay. You think it's a fake?
It's a decoy. With a tracking device.
I've seen one of these at Quantico,
and if there's one here...
Maybe one of the robbers took one too.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Hey. How's Rina?
Oh, Doc says she's hanging in there.
All right, folks, listen up.
According to NYPD,
the crew we're chasing
has now hit four jewelers this month.
As you can see from
the home movie they left us,
they do not leave a lot of clues.
So let's talk about it. What do we got?
Patrol car just found
a black Honda Accord
ditched at a warehouse in Queens.
No cameras nearby.
But it does match
our getaway car's description
and comes back stolen.
All right, let's dust it for prints.
Maybe we'll get lucky. What else?
ERT just confirmed that
the fake watch Tiff found
is a GPS device.
Manufacturer shipped two
last week to the jewelry store.
Tell us the other one's
still alive and kicking.
They're sending tracking info now.
- Got it.
- Yeah? Throw it up.
Got a signal in Brooklyn
on the corner of Sutter and Barbey.
♪
So looks like the signal's coming from
that dealer on the corner.
The one that's taking the money.
He's got a silver watch on his wrist.
Looks like a match.
Let's go talk to him.
[WHOOPS]
- Hold on, hold on, bro.
- Yo, yo, yo, yo.
♪
Hey. You got a second to chat?
Mm. Time is money.
Okay.
♪
Oh, you thought we couldn't bust you
because you weren't holding.
You know that's a state law, right?
Possession with the intent
to distribute?
That's ten years in federal prison, man.
Unless you want to tell us
about that watch on your wrist.
Where'd you get that?
Yeah, whatever.
Some dude rode through like an hour ago,
traded it for coke.
It's a Rolly, though.
It's a fake. You didn't steal it?
No.
Where were you at : this morning?
With my mother at St. Vincent's.
Signed the visitor's log and everything.
She's got diabetes.
- Tell us about this guy.
- White dude.
Thirties, forties.
Hard to tell. He had a goatee.
- Was he in a car?
- Yeah.
Silver Camry, Corolla.
License plate definitely
started with DMX, though.
Rest in peace. [CHUCKLES]
All right, people,
tell me about our Ruff Ryder.
What, no DMX fans in here?
The car. Tell me about the car.
DMV shows silver sedans
with plates starting DMX in New York,
but only three of them belong
to white males under ,
including David Kimball.
years old.
Owns a pawn shop in Woodside.
- Priors?
- Several.
Armed robbery, larceny, drug possession.
Explains the detour
to East Brooklyn. Needed a fix.
Yeah. Bring him in.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
Federal agents!
- Clear.
- Clear.
Scola, over here.
♪
What do you got?
Two to the head, one in the back.
And not long ago, by the looks of it.
The blood still hasn't congealed.
♪
Pretty weird for a pawn shop
not to have any cameras in it.
Not unless they're breaking the law.
Hold on.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Look at that.
Those look like the watches
from this morning's robbery to me.
Let's have ERT
give this place a full sweep.
We're gonna need to get
these watches back to Fed,
along with the slugs currently lodged
in our friend Kimball here.
Hey.
- You guys the ones in charge?
- Yes, ma'am.
Did you see something
that might be helpful?
Well, heard is more like it.
I was back in the stock room
when I heard three loud pops.
Sounded like an air compressor
was backfiring.
So I run out front, look outside,
and I see a guy in a black puffer coat
go sprinting down the street.
Did you get a good look at his face?
No. He disappeared
around the corner so fast.
But he was young, and brown-skinned.
Okay. Thank you for the tip.
Think of anything else,
please give us a call.
All right, folks, we got updates.
Ballistic report just came back
on the g*n
that sh*t the pawn shop owner Kimball,
and it is a probable match to
the w*apon in today's robbery.
So Kimball's k*ller
is one of our robbers?
According to the witness,
he was wearing a black puffer coat.
Problem is there are no cameras
outside of Kimball's pawn shop,
so we need to start
pulling traffic cams.
Already on it,
but the pickings are slim.
We can really only cover
one angle of approach,
but I did manage to find this.
Okay. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
The time stamp says it's
two hours before the sh**ting.
I know, but look at what he's holding.
That's our shoe box full
of watches from the robbery.
His complexion does match
the witness description.
So at the very least,
this is the beginning of the fence.
So we're thinking he doubled back
two hours later to k*ll Kimball?
It's odd, but not impossible.
This guy's clearly involved.
Hey, can we get facial rec on him?
Don't think so,
given the angle of the camera,
the low-slung hat...
We need a good partial.
Can you take it back a few frames?
♪
Right there. In the window.
Yeah, yeah. I can work with that.
♪
Okay.
Hold up. That looks like a kid.
That's because he is.
Name's Jamal Carter. Date of birth...
June , . He's years old.
♪
So what do we know
about this kid, Jamal Carter?
Where does he live? Go to school?
Does he have a criminal history?
Let's dig in.
I've got a family
court appearance from .
It looks like Jamal entered
foster care at age nine,
but after that, he's hard to track
without access to the sealed
Child Services file.
Which we need a court order to get.
And with three dead bodies
and a highly-active robbery crew,
that's time we don't have.
So let's go directly to ACS,
see if maybe they'll be willing to help.
It's worth a sh*t.
You and Maggie go chase it down.
Jamal Carter is a good kid.
Too smart to be in any kind of trouble.
We want that to be true, ma'am,
but it would be nice
if we could talk to him
as soon as possible.
And you're here because?
We need access to his file.
You need a warrant for that,
and I don't see one.
You're right.
But we're a little
under the g*n right now.
Join the club.
Look, we're just as concerned
about Jamal as you are.
- Don't play that. Not with me.
- Excuse me?
You know how many
concerned cops stroll in here
wanting info on these kids,
only to send them to juvie or prison?
So I know how all this ends...
With Jamal in handcuffs.
You want his file,
go through the proper channels.
All due respect, we have Jamal on video
with stolen watches from a robbery
where two people
were m*rder*d this morning.
Two murders?
No way Jamal Carter is a m*rder*r.
Then help us clear this up.
Because if somehow he's in over his head
and involved with the wrong people,
the sooner we get involved, the better.
Okay.
But I'm telling you, he's a good kid.
Has a sh*t at a college scholarship.
I'm telling you, he's smart.
Just hasn't had any breaks
along the way, you know?
His mom d*ed when he was a baby,
dad got sh*t by a cop seven years ago
on Christmas Eve.
And we do what we can
with the resources we got,
but sometimes things
slip through the cracks,
and Jamal's bounced from home
to home, some of them bad.
But the good news is,
he's finally in a place that he likes.
There's this guy named Percy Jones
who takes in older foster kids.
Is Percy's address in this file?
Yeah.
But if you want to talk to Jamal now,
I got him a part-time job
as a child counselor
up on th Street.
Should be there now.
Thank you.
I don't know what the hell
is going on here,
but if ever there was a kid
that deserved a break,
a second chance, it's Jamal.
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
Hey. You got something on your mind?
Just thinking about this kid.
You know, seems like
he really had it rough.
Yeah, I can't even imagine.
There he is.
Jamal Carter?
FBI. We need you
to come with us, please.
Hey, can we not do
the handcuffs, please?
I don't want the kids to see that.
Right.
♪
_
Look, I didn't k*ll
or rob anybody, I swear.
- You saying this isn't you?
- Yeah, that's... that's me.
I admit it. That's me.
The owner of that pawn shop
got two b*ll*ts to the head
within two hours of that video,
and the same g*n was used
to k*ll the jewelry shop owner
where those watches were stolen from.
- Wait, Kimball's dead?
- Mm-hmm.
And you think I had
something to do with it?
Your box of watches was at the scene.
Is that a coincidence?
I don't... I don't know.
I don't... I don't know.
Maybe there is a reasonable
explanation for all of this,
and if so, let's start at the beginning.
Where did you get those watches?
It's... it's okay.
Jamal, just tell the truth.
I mean, they had to come
from somewhere, right?
- They came from an alley.
- Which alley?
Um, I'm not sure.
You're not sure which alley?
You think that's one of those
things you'd probably remember.
I get how it sounds, but
that's... that's what happened.
I mean, that's what he said. I swear.
What who said? I'm confused.
My... my foster brother.
Okay, we need a name, Jamal.
But I don't know who found the watches.
Okay, well, who gave you the box?
Kevin. He said take them
down to Kimball's pawn shop
and I can get a cut of the sale.
So you just went with it?
You didn't ask any questions?
Come on. Think, Jamal, okay?
Cheryl here said
that you're a smart kid.
Like, you want to go to college.
You couldn't have
really thought somebody found
those watches in an alley.
I'm... I'm the new kid in the house.
Okay? I'm just... just trying
to get along.
After you pawned the watches,
what happened?
I took the money back to the house,
went to work at the Y, and that's it.
That's...
That's... That's all I did, I swear.
♪
[DOOR BUZZES, OPENS]
All right, so obviously
nobody found a box
of luxury timepieces
just sitting in an alley,
but what about the rest
of Jamal's story?
What about his timeline?
Well, the kid's alibi for
the Kimball m*rder checks out.
The coroner puts the time
of death at : p.m.,
and his boss at the Y swears
he was there by noon.
I guess he was telling the
truth about that much, anyway.
And what of the robbery?
Can we put him at the jewelry store?
I don't think he's good
for that either. Take a look.
Based on the height of the door frame,
the robbers have to be at least ' ".
Jamal's ' " in high tops.
So he wasn't there.
But he said his "foster brothers"
found the watches, right?
How tall are they?
He's got three.
Kevin, Demarcus, and Tyler.
All have juvie records and
according to their physical,
they're a dead solid height
match for our three robbers.
- Yeah?
- Okay.
Let's say these three kids
are our suspects.
We need more evidence.
Right now, all we have is a shaky story
and some watches found
in a box in an alley.
What if we bring the kids in
for questioning?
Maybe one of them will flip.
Yeah, but if they stonewall us,
we'll have nothing and
they'll know we're on to them.
What about the foster dad?
Maybe he's seen or heard something.
I mean, that's the same
potential problem.
Might tip our hands to the kids.
Yeah, sounds like we have got
one viable option.
♪
What, you guys want me to
wear a wire, like... like on TV?
I'm not a rat,
and they're not criminals.
Okay, we don't know
if they're criminals or not.
I sleep within feet
of all three of these guys.
I think I would know
if they were murderers.
They're good guys.
It's a nice house. I like it there.
Look, I know this is hard,
but if you don't cooperate with us,
then we're gonna have to charge you
with possession of stolen goods.
I didn't know the watches were stolen!
Come on, Jamal.
Who finds watches in an alley?
We understand that you care
about your foster brothers.
Now, hold on second. Listen to me.
We believe that they're responsible
for a string of armed robberies
and three murders.
- What?
- Yes.
And if we're right,
and you don't get yourself out
in front of this,
you're looking at real time, Jamal.
Accessory to m*rder.
Forget about the possession.
So please, be smart about this.
♪
You think they're telling the truth?
It sure sounds like it.
I could ask for a lawyer,
but I think you should
just do what they ask.
Help out and be done
with all this nonsense.
You gotta worry about yourself, Jamal.
Your future.
♪
Okay. So...
What do you guys need me to do?
Earpiece.
This is a camera.
That goes in your ear,
like a tiny EarPod.
And this helps us to see what you see.
And how do I know it's working?
You'll hear us in your ear.
And they won't...
They won't see it, right?
I promise you they won't.
Look, Jamal, just stay calm, okay?
I mean, look for something that
ties your brothers to a robbery...
Some g*ns or jewelry,
something like that.
And then get out.
And all the charges
go away forever, right?
That's the deal.
All right, video link is up.
And so is the audio.
Jamal seem okay?
He's scared.
What, of us or his brothers?
Both.
[BUTTON CLICKS]
Okay, you got this.
We're gonna be right here watching.
And we'll be in your ear if
we need to tell you anything,
but nobody else will be able to hear us.
[VIDEO GAMES PLAYING ON TV]
- Hey, guys.
- What's up, Jamal?
Anybody doing homework today, or what?
Jamal. What's going on, kid?
Thought you worked till : today.
Boss let you go early.
Boss let me go early.
Yeah, I'ma go see a movie
with some friends.
You know, I just came home to change.
Sounds fun, but if you looking to bail,
we're watching
the Knicks-Blazers in a few.
And I'm making your favorite,
chicken nachos.
Wait, with the chilies, right?
- You know it.
- Hey, uh, where's Kevin?
I thought... I thought... I thought
he never missed a game.
Should be home in a minute.
Just had him run to the bank.
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
He's nervous.
The less he talks, the better.
Agreed.
Hey, Jamal, head upstairs.
Check some of the bedrooms out,
but start with Kevin's.
Jamal, nachos are ready.
Sounds good. I gotta change.
You know, there's gonna be
a girl at the movies, so...
All right, that's all
you had to say, kid.
Hey, put some nachos aside for you.
Great job. You're doing fine.
There we go.
That's the black puffer jacket.
Okay, Jamal, let's look under the bed.
What about the dresser?
- Hey! What you doing?
- [STUTTERING]
- I was just...
- Just what?
- Looking for a shirt.
- The shirt.
I let you borrow my Knicks shirt.
I already gave that back to you.
Right. Right.
Maybe it might be in the washer.
Maybe, yeah. But this is my room.
You just can't walk in, shirt, no shirt.
Understand me?
I... I understand.
[TENSE MUSIC]
Good.
Now let's talk about what
happened at the pawn shop today.
You know what happened with
that pawn shop dude, right?
Um, yeah, I think. Kimball's, right?
The guy Kimball's.
Yeah, he talked me
way down on my prices.
I got... I got nervous.
I'm... look, I'm sorry, guys.
So I guess lesson number one is
you can't trust anybody
unless they family, huh?
Yeah.
It's us against the world, bro.
The four of us right here,
we're family, we're brothers.
Bound together by love and circumstance.
This is forever.
Way stronger than blood.
♪
Look, let me tell you
something, little bro.
Let me tell you something, all right?
You with us now. You part of us.
We're gonna build a future together.
That is what our little
jewelry business is all about.
A means to an end. You understand me?
Yeah.
- Sometimes it's just easy.
- [CHUCKLING] Yeah.
♪
Wait, what happened?
I... I don't know. The A/V cut out.
Is something unplugged?
No, it's not on our end.
It's from the house.
Which means that...
Which means that Jamal cut off the feed.
Or one of his brothers found his camera.
Tiff, I don't know.
Tiff, what are you doing?
If they made him...
We can't go in there right now.
♪
Hold on, it's back on.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
♪
Hey, are you okay?
♪
What happened? Your feed went out.
I don't know. Kevin was talking,
and then the thing
started crackling in my ear,
so I just... I just bailed
as fast as possible.
You're sure that's what happened?
What do you... What do you mean?
I mean, the feed disappeared
just as your brothers
were about to incriminate themselves.
And you think... you think I
had something to do with that?
Do not play us, Jamal.
I'm telling you
that's a really bad idea.
I'm not! I'm not! I swear I'm not.
So what did he say? Anything useful?
♪
Nothing?
So it's just a coincidence
the feed cut out
as soon as he started talking
about the jewelry business?
Did he mention sh**ting Kimball?
What about stealing the watches?
No, no. [STAMMERS]
I just said I was... I was glad
to be thought of as a brother,
and I wanted to join the business.
I said was late for the movie,
and I just left.
This is what you expect me to believe?
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Yeah.
♪
Don't move.
♪
Come on, Tiff.
You can't really believe
what he's saying right now.
I don't, but it doesn't matter.
I mean, Kevin already admitted
to orchestrating the sale
of stolen goods
to that pawn shop guy, Kimball.
Right, but that's just
a possessions charge.
So we get a warrant.
We start digging from there
and work the case.
Yeah, I agree with that. Okay.
I'll call it in. I'll get a warrant.
[GRUNTING]
Federal agents! FBI!
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
They're gone.
Let's coordinate with NYPD
to set up a containment.
In the meantime, we'll sweep
every inch of this house.
Jamal played us.
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]
What you got there?
Couple notebooks.
All of Percy's thoughts
on the foster care system.
Anything interesting?
Plenty.
You know, I wouldn't be surprised
if he was helping these kids run.
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
Hey, we found something in Percy's room.
♪
What are we looking at?
About a half-dozen flashbang containers,
ton of amm*nit*on, some g*n cases.
These are empty.
And half of those smoke
grenades are missing as well.
So what kind of foster dad
keeps an arsenal?
The kind who trains his kids
to commit armed robberies.
Percy Jones.
, and evidently playing out
a real-life version
of "Oliver Twist"
right here in New York City.
What else do we know about him?
It looks like he was
a foster kid himself.
He bounced around the system
until he aged out at .
Okay, so he has a soft spot for kids
with similar backgrounds.
Why the smash-and-grabs?
Not sure about the why,
but I think I see the how.
According to his employment history,
Percy spent most of his adult life
working retail loss prevention.
Mm, which would explain why
the robberies are so precise.
If your job is to prevent
robberies from happening...
You can train violent teenagers
to target a jewelry store's weak spot.
Also means that Percy's been
thinking about this
long enough to have an exit strategy.
Sure, but criminals don't
just vanish into thin air.
Have Maggie and Tiff
turn up the heat on Jamal,
and let's get OA running point
on the grid search.
Yep.
Hey, you Zidan?
- Yes.
- They said you're in charge.
This is Diane Vernon.
Lives in this house right here.
Go ahead. Tell him what you told me.
You're looking for three boys and a man?
Yes, ma'am. Did you see them?
They came running between the houses,
right past my window, with duffel bags,
then turned toward the street.
Okay, did you see which way they went?
By the time I got to the front window,
they were gone.
♪
Thank you. Come with me.
♪
Looks like they broke containment.
Start knocking door-to-door.
If we can find out whose car
was stolen, we can track
these bastards down.
I didn't... I didn't tell
those guys a thing.
No?
So just as they were about
to incriminate themselves,
your A/V feed magically goes dead,
and then an hour later,
they sneak out the back door?
You just added another felony
to your file, Jamal.
That's obstruction of justice.
I don't... I don't know where they are!
- Stop lying!
- I don't! I swear!
We're done here.
You're gonna regret this.
Maggie,
do you mind giving me a minute
alone with him, please?
Yeah. Okay. Thanks.
Scola. Can I talk to you for a sec?
Yeah. What's up?
I don't know how you guys work together,
but Tiff just asked me
to leave that conversation
so she could talk to Jamal by herself.
She did?
- Yeah.
- Did something happen?
No. But I feel like,
ever since we learned this kid's story,
she's been... I don't know.
I don't know. Maybe it's nothing.
Well, hold on. What's this kid's story?
I mean, it's brutal.
Mom d*ed when he was a baby,
and his father was sh*t
on Christmas Eve by a cop.
Christmas Eve when?
Seven years ago. Why?
Okay, I think I know
what's going on with Tiff.
Listen, Jamal, you really
gotta help us out here.
Because you are staring down
some serious time.
Now, think hard.
Did Percy ever mention
a relative or a friend
in another city,
or... or a cabin upstate?
I told you I don't know.
Why are you protecting
these guys? They're K*llers!
- You don't know who they are.
- And neither do you.
Are you one of them?
Because how much can somebody love you
if they left you behind?
They didn't leave me behind!
♪
[GROANS]
What does that mean?
I don't... I don't know.
What did Kevin say to you
when you shut off your A/V?
Come on, man. This is your last chance.
You understand me?
♪
They're my family.
♪
Take him back to Fed.
Yes, ma'am.
[HANDCUFFS CLICKING]
♪
- Hey.
- Hey.
You got something?
Actually, I might.
Jamal said something that
at first sounded like wishful thinking,
that Percy and his foster brothers
hadn't left him behind.
But what if he didn't?
- What do you mean?
- I was thinking.
They didn't take all those g*ns
and whatever else
was in that safe just to go on the run.
You remember when Percy
sent Kevin to the bank?
Yeah.
- When Jamal first came in?
- Yeah.
What if he was casing it?
I found this in the trash when
we were sweeping the kitchen.
I meant to give it to ERT,
but then Scola blew in
and I just forgot.
Yeah. This is definitely
worth checking out.
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]
You ran Percy's financials.
Where does he bank?
Five Boroughs Credit Union.
All right, check for accounts
at Grand Mutual Bank, too.
Okay, we got something
on the vehicle front.
OA found the owner
of that stolen vehicle.
We are looking at a Malibu, .
The plate is KRT .
.
A Malibu.
That would have GPS, right?
It does. Car's heading eastbound
near the corner of Utica and Lincoln.
What about traffic cams?
Tons. Give me a second.
- Okay. Got them.
- Yeah?
Doesn't look like they're in
a hurry to leave New York City.
Why steal the getaway car
and drive to Crown Heights?
Jubal, there's a branch of Grand Mutual
three blocks from that intersection.
Does Percy have an account there?
No, but based on the deposit slip,
that's where Kevin was at earlier today.
And it looks like that's where
they're heading right now.
Yeah, Tiff was right.
Kevin was casing the place.
These guys are robbing a bank
on the way out of town.
- Get the team there now.
- Mobilize SWAT!
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[GROANING]
- [g*nshots]
- [WOMEN SCREAMING]
We've got g*nf*re.
♪
- Get back! Get back!
- [SCREAMING]
Okay, okay, okay! Don't sh**t her!
Don't sh**t her! I'm backing out.
- Kevin, get the door.
- [SOBBING]
♪
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]
[TENSE MUSIC]
♪
- This is the best we can do.
- For now.
We got all our hi-def cameras
on every window,
but the refraction isn't great.
What about internal?
Can we tap into
the bank's security system?
Completely disabled.
Crew knows what they're doing.
How many hostages?
Looks like about by my count.
[g*nf*re AND SCREAMING]
Okay, these kids are gonna lose it.
We've gotta end this thing now.
Yeah, but the question is how.
Hey. We got a visual on the targets?
sn*pers are in place,
but we're looking at weird angles,
and four moving targets, so...
So the odds of taking out
all four robbers at once
are close to none.
And if you do miss,
whoever's still standing
might start taking out the hostages.
So then our only feasible option...
- To de-escalate the situation.
- Exactly.
Let's open a line of communication.
I'll take point.
Copy.
Let's go!
Not much time.
Let's go, let's go. Let's move.
♪
Percy Jones, pick up the phone.
- We'd like to negotiate.
- [PHONE RINGING]
♪
What do we do?
We answer it. We need variables.
[PHONE RINGING]
♪
- Who is this?
- Percy,
this is Special Agent
Tiffany Wallace with the FBI.
I'm gonna help you
resolve this all peacefully.
♪
I find that hard to believe,
considering your people's track records.
But go ahead. Tell me how.
Well, let me know what
you need to calm things down.
Food, water, just name it, okay?
I want to make sure that
everybody gets out of here
alive, including you and your boys.
Yeah, well, stop lying, Agent Wallace.
You don't give a damn about these kids.
That's not true.
I promise you I do. We all do.
Yeah, well,
how come I'm the only one who's
willing to do what it takes
to make sure
they have a fighting chance?
What do you mean?
These kids have no chance.
The second they turn ,
they're on their own.
I'm just leveling the playing field.
Trust me, I know that life is not fair,
and that the system is broken,
but with each hostage you let go of,
your situation
gets incrementally better.
No. I know how this goes.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
The second we let them go,
we're signing our own death warrants.
That's not true.
Okay. I know what you want.
[LINE BEEPS]
Percy? Hello?
♪
[DOOR OPENS]
♪
♪
Wait. What the hell is he doing?
Letting them all go at once?
- I don't know.
- It's a chaos diversion.
Guys, they're coming out with the crowd.
Come on. Let's go! Move!
- [g*nsh*t]
- Let's go.
[CROWD SCREAMING]
Run!
♪
Go, go, go, go! Hey!
Get down on your knees now! Get down!
We got eyes on two going east.
♪
You guys, suspects swapped
clothes with the hostages.
♪
Containment at Utica and Park.
♪
[SIRENS WAILING]
♪
Where you going, buddy?
[GRUNTS]
You're under arrest.
♪
We got Tyler and Demarcus in custody.
♪
Tiff, I don't see Kevin or Percy.
Yeah, me neither.
We still got two in the building.
Maggie, they're still in the bank.
They're sneaking out the back door.
♪
Drop your w*apon, now!
Put the g*n down!
♪
Now!
♪
- [g*n CLACKS ON FLOOR]
- You, too.
Drop it.
Come on, man.
This is not worth dying over.
Please. Please.
Don't sh**t him. Please.
You gonna sh**t me?
Huh? You gonna sh**t me?
I said drop your w*apon now!
Hold up, okay?
We can end this peacefully.
[TAKES DEEP BREATH]
Percy,
if you really care about these boys,
don't leave them without a father.
♪
[SOBS]
Percy Jones,
you're under arrest.
Come on.
Hands behind your back.
[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
Okay.
I just sent you the cooperator
report about Jamal.
Got it.
Tiff, can I talk to you for a sec?
Sure.
What's up?
Scola told me about
what happened seven years ago,
with Jamal's dad.
Small world, huh?
Very.
I read the report.
It was a good sh**t.
You didn't have a choice.
I mean, the guy was high
out of his mind, waving a Kn*fe,
and then he lunged at you.
I mean, what are you supposed to do?
Let him s*ab you?
Let him s*ab your partner?
♪
Good sh**t or not,
I made that kid an orphan.
I know.
That's hard to deal with.
I just feel really bad for that kid.
And I wish today had gone differently.
Me too. It sucks.
♪
Look, I know this is the first
day we've worked together,
but I really do consider
all of us a family.
So if you need anything, I'm here.
I really appreciate that.
♪
[DOOR BUZZES]
Hey.
♪
How you holding up?
♪
Did you... did you catch 'em?
Yeah, we brought
all four of them in alive.
Thanks in part to you.
So what happens to me now?
♪
Not sure.
It's up to the prosecutor.
♪
Look, I'm sorry I tipped them off...
To lie to you about it, I...
I was just confused.
I finally felt like
I found my place, my home.
♪
Wish you could ever just
start the day all over again
and pick completely different choices?
♪
Yeah.
More than you'll ever know.