All language subtitles for The Equalizer s05e08 Guns And Roses.eng

Previously on The Equalizer...

You are gonna strike me.

I-I don't want to hurt you.

That's funny.
Three, two. (grunts)

VI:
Let me make this up to you.

How about I treat you
to breakfast sometime?

I think I'd like that, Viola.

I am recommending
you for a position

with the Federal Task Force.

Los Angeles?

Looks like there's a new player

in the weapons
trafficking business.

Guy named Angel Salazar.

They are armed to the teeth
with military-grade weapons

and have zero regard
for human life.

(grunts)

(tires squealing)

SALAZAR:
Secure the guns.

We'll deal with her later.

(dog barking)

(distant shouting)

(TV cartoon playing)

(cartoon character shrieks)

NORAH:
Jessie!

Time for bed!

Five more minutes.
Please, Gram?

Five, and not a minute more.

Or you won't be watching
cartoons for a week.

(tires screeching)

(gunshot, glass shattering)

(men shouting)
(screams) Oh. Oh.

(tires squealing)
Oh. Dear. Jessie. Oh.

Jessie! No. No!

(sobbing)

Jessie! (crying)

Oh, my baby. No.

No!

Oh!

(birds singing)

Buttered biscuits with gravy?

Eggs and grits?

Well... well, was
it my birthday

and I forgot or something?
I'm just trying

to live a little,

and that includes
enjoying my favorite foods.

Anything else on this
"live a little" list of yours?

Like maybe handing out some cash
to your favorite niece? (laughs)

No, but there is a sticky
pecan pie for later.

Ooh.
And, uh,

I have a date.

Mm. I see you, Auntie.

Mm. Okay.

Hey, good morning.

VI:
Morning.

Oh, wait. Um,

are those
your hot-buttered biscuits?

You know it.
Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Um, is there any butter left?

VI: No, but is
there a reason

that lack of butter is
putting you into a tailspin?

Cam is coming over.

We were gonna watch a movie, and
I wanted to make popcorn, and...

With butter.

Yes. Everything has
to be perfect.

Perfection is a high
goal to set, baby girl.

VI: I have
a suggestion.

Now, popcorn with butter
is good- it's a classic-

but it's a little
bit ordinary.

Give me your hand.

Popcorn with
Cajun seasoning.

Oh, my God!

Thank you!

That is amazing.

And by the way, it's fine

that Cam is coming over today,

but do not let that young man

date you from the couch.

Hmm? He's got to put
some effort into it.

Yes, Auntie.

All right.

If you two will excuse me,

I have a date
to get ready for.

Okay. Is it that, uh,
cute Captain Curtis?

He's more handsome than cute.

Distinguished?

(Delilah laughs)
ROBYN: All right.

See you, Auntie.
Have fun.

(laughs)

Now, look, when Cam
comes over here...

Act responsibly.
Come on, Mom.

I know the rules.
(phone chimes)

Well, good, 'cause I don't play.

All right, well, have fun.

Have a good day. (laughs)

(indistinct P.A. announcement)

(rhythmic beeping)

Ms. Green?

Norah, please.

And thank you so much
for coming.

I-I just couldn't leave her.

No, it's okay.
I understand.

Oh, thank you.

How's she doing?

NORAH: The doctors are worried,
but my Jessie's tough.

She's gonna pull through,
I know it.

I'm sure she will.

(indistinct P.A. announcement)

(rhythmic beeping continues)

She's all I have in the world.

I need you to find
whoever did this to Jessie.

Whoever shot my baby.

Well, what are
the police saying?

That they're looking into it.

But it's been three days.

I... (sighs)
I don't blame them.

Our neighborhood...

There was an old man
attacked just last week.

A pregnant woman was shot.

Guns are everywhere.

And you don't think the
police can't keep up.

(sighs)

I'm sure they're
doing their best.

But victims
from our neighborhood

aren't exactly high priority.

We're a blip in the news,
and then forgotten.

For someone to do this
to my little girl,

and still be
walking around free...

it's just not right.

ROBYN:
No, it's not.

And I promise, I'm gonna do
everything I can to find them.

MEL:
Jessie's grandmother is right.

Victims in her neighborhood
don't get any media attention.

Yeah, well, you
know, what's gonna

get more eyeballs-
the Kardashians doing anything,

or another report on violent
crime in a bad neighborhood?

Harry, can you check
crime statistics

in Norah's neighborhood?

She mentioned a rise
in gun violence.

Norah's right again.
There's been a spike

in gun violence

in her neighborhood
in the last few months.

It looks like illegal firearm
seizures are on the rise.

ROBYN:
This can't be a coincidence.

It has to be Salazar.

Wait a minute.

You don't think
that the gun that shot Jessie

is from the shipment Salazar
stole from Camp Pendleton?

You mean the shipment I lost.

No.

HARRY:
Rob, you got to stop

beating yourself up about that.

Especially when there's enough
guilt to go around.

(sighs)

Okay. What about the drive-by?

All right, okay,
so according to this,

the cops think
it was gang-related.

An up-and-comer
from the Sixth Street Mafia

named Trent Collins,
aka "Trick,"

apparently killed
one of the Shotta Boys,

and Jessie was caught
in the cross fire.

Why haven't the police
made an arrest?

Well, a bunch of people
unofficially said

that Trent did it, but no one
will go on the record.

And also,
without a murder weapon...

As long as the gun is missing,
Trick goes free.

ROBYN:
Harry, see if you can locate this guy.

Maybe we can find something
on Trick

the investigators missed.

I'm gonna head back to
the hospital, check on Jessie.

WATKINS:
Detective Dante?

It's Special Agent Dante now.

Or did you forget
sending me to the FTF?

Special Agent,
Secret Agent, I don't care.

What I want to know
is why I got a call

from DA Grafton
informing me

that you and your
band of misfits

will be squatting
in my precinct.

The FTF has a case
here in New York,

and my team needed
someplace to work.

Real estate
in this city is tight.

You have office space,
interrogation rooms

and holding cells,
and I figured

you missed me
as much as I missed you.

And here I thought

you picked this precinct
just to tick me off.

Nah. That was just a bonus.

Don't get comfortable.

GRASHEL:
And another one here.

Dante, sorry about
interrupting your leave.

Happy to help. What's going on?

There's been
some unusual cartel action.

Alliances shifting, some
key players turning up dead.

And a piece of it's happening
here, in New York.

Which is why you need me.

DURAN:
And you were involved in the takedown

of La Maldad.

We believe she was working
with a weapons trafficker.

Angel Salazar?

He had a nasty run-in
with a colleague of mine.

I'd love the chance
to pay him back.

Word is, he's trying
to raise enough cash

to take over the Iron Pipeline.

I-95. Damn.
Yup.

Salazar does that,

he'll be trafficking weapons
from Miami to Maine.

How's he funding his play?

That's what we're trying
to find out.

My... organization...

has operated the same way
for a long time.

It's time for us to
take a step forward.

Expand our reach

without borders.

With the money
I make on this deal,

I'll be able to control
the weapons market,

eliminate my competition
and anyone else who's in my way.

And that takes money.

To purchase
more product.

I'm prepared to invest
four million dollars,

but I expect a high rate
of return.

Well, unfortunately,
Mr. Salazar,

the minimum investment

for this particular
startup portfolio

is eight million dollars.

And you don't have it.

(scoffs)

Ten million.

You'll have your money
by the end of the week.

This is from a traffic cam
the morning after the drive-by.

There's Trick. Ten bucks says
the murder weapon's in that bag.

This is from an ATM cam
a couple of blocks away.

That's Gerald Jackson.

He runs with Trick. He's got
an even worse reputation.

His rap sheet says
he once tortured a guy

by stealing his tattoos.

Think Silence of the Lambs.

Good to know.

Let's go find him.

What the...? Where am I?!

Keep wiggling, you're gonna
dislocate your shoulder.

Not that I mind.

Pain makes my job easier.

Who the hell are you?

And what the hell
am I doing here?

I ask the questions, not you.
Now, where's the gun?

What gun?

The one your buddy
passed off to you.

Or do you want me
to give the cops

the video of you and Trick?

Gerald, don't you get it?

Trick gave you the murder weapon

to get rid of because
he needed a fall guy.

Question now is,

who gets the life sentence?

Him...

or you?

Rob, I ran the serial number
of the murder weapon.

You'll be relieved to know

it wasn't connected
to the Pendleton cargo,

but it-it was connected
to a shipment

headed to another military base.

Two gun shipments hijacked
the exact same way?

It's Salazar.

Yeah. That's what
I'm thinking, too.

I'm not letting anyone else get
hurt because of Salazar's guns.

We are taking him down.

Norah? Good news.

The police got a tip on the gun
used in that drive-by.

They arrested the shooter.

Norah?

They got him.

She's dead.

My Jessie's dead.

(sighs)

What's the update
on Angel Salazar?

In the past 18 months, his,
uh, cartel has moved north

from Tijuana, set up shop
in the west and burned

across the states
pretty quickly.

Very entrepreneurial.
HARRY: Yeah.

Landing in NYC
just a few months back,

when Rob tangled with him.

Looks like the guns
that Salazar stole

from Camp Pendleton

secured their position
on the east coast.

It's damn near
impossible to steal

that many weapons from a base.

Yeah, unless you got
an inside man.

Or maybe you know exactly where

the guns are going...

and where they came from.
MEL: You mean, steal the guns

after they leave the base?

HARRY: Hey,
check this out.

The guns from Pendleton
were cycled out

to a manufacturer's
distribution hub in Arizona.

What about the gun
that killed Jessie?

Same manufacturer,

different hub-
this one in Connecticut.

Before they reached
the Naval base.

Very entrepreneurial,
but very predictable.

ROBYN: You two call
the distribution center

in Connecticut, I'll call Dante.

Maybe the FTF has something
on Salazar that can help us.

Hey. Got the popcorn.
(chuckles softly)

Woah, that's fire! What is that?

(giggles) It's a little
Cajun seasoning.

I thought I'd try
something different.

Right?
Nah, for real.

That's a great call.

(chuckles)

So, um...

what kind of movies do you like?

Uh, let's see.

Gone in 60 Seconds,

but the original,
not the remake.

Hmm.
Uh, Vanishing Point

and Bullitt.

So, old classic movies.

With cars.
I like cars.

(both laugh)

You sound just like my mom.

She's a total gearhead.

I mean, she's got this car

that she's been
working on forever.

It's a Chevelle.

It's a 1970 Super Sport.

No way.

A-A true SS?

Mm-hmm.
C-Can I see it?

Oh. Um...

I-I mean, if that's
okay with you.

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

For real?
Sure. Yeah.

(laughs)
Um, yeah, just...

let me get the keys.
Okay, yeah.

Okay.

Yeah.
Yeah.

No way.

(indistinct chatter)

Hey, you.
Hey, yourself.

(chuckles)
You look happy.

Why shouldn't I be?

Meeting a lovely lady,
admiring the view...

Truth is, I'm having
an amazing day.

FTF give you another case?
(laughs) Nah.

Got to see Stefon play
basketball this morning.

Oh, great.
How's his handles?

His left is weak,
but he's working on it.

You were right when you said

I should let the boys
stay in New York.

I know it's not easy.

But it was the right call.

They'd miss their lives
here way too much.

Just like I do.

When you called, you said
you have some questions

about Angel Salazar?

Yeah, I was at the
hospital this morning.

A six-year-old girl was
murdered because of the guns

Salazar's been
putting on the street.

I'm going after him.

Robyn, last time,

he almost killed you.
Marcus,

I can't let any more kids die
because of him.

How can I help?

According to Harry, the
guns Salazar is moving are

originating from manufacturing
plants on both coasts.

So I was hoping the FTF
could fill in the blanks.

We're still putting together
the facts ourselves,

but it looks like
Salazar's making a move

to take over the Iron Pipeline.

And if he does that,
a lot more people will get hurt.

And that'll make
him unstoppable.

We have to move first.

(indistinct chatter)

Hi. May I help you?

ATF. We're here to speak
with the person in charge.

Of course.
May I see some ID?

Sure.
No!

You may not see some ID.

What you may do is get
the person in charge,

right now.
Agent Stephenson, please.

HARRY: Please, what?
Calm down?

There are egregious
violations at this facility

and I need answers!
I'm sorry.

It'd just be easier if you just
grab the person in charge.

Mr. Thompson? He's-
HARRY: Mr. Thompson!

I'm Ed Thompson, the manager.
What-what's going on here?

Hi. ATF. My partner and I have

a couple of questions
about an arms shipment.

It was intended for
a Naval Sub Base in Groton.

But that shipment never arrived.

And I reported the hijacking
to you guys.

Along with the Sheriff's
Department,

the DOD,
Department of Transportation,

and everyone else
I could think of.

We are aware.

We're just here
to clear up some details.

Like what exactly happened
during the truck hijacking?

(sighs) Found the driver
on the side of the road.

He was terrified.

Claimed two men attacked him
when he stopped for gas,

and took the truck.

And was the truck
ever recovered?

It was abandoned
about 50 miles away.

Empty.

MEL:
And this was

the only truck that you've lost?

(smacks lips) Uh, we've lost,
uh, five this past year.

(lively chatter)

(ambient music playing)

I can't imagine a more perfect
way to spend an afternoon.

I have to confess,

I have no artistic talent.
(laughs)

None.
Well, lucky for you,

art isn't just about
the end result.

It's about self-expression.

Most of all,
enjoying yourself.

Which I am.

Very much.

You, uh,

do you do this a lot?

Dating?

Are you asking me
if I'm seeing anyone?

(exhales)

I-I, I don't know what
I'm... (chuckles) ...asking.

This-this whole thing...

I was married for over 20 years.

I never thought
I'd be dating again.

I don't think of this
as "dating," it's...

much more like getting
to know each other.

Well, then,

anything you'd like
to know about me?

You said you were married.
Any children?

Two grown daughters,

with children of their own.

Oh! Grandpa Curtis.

I prefer Big Poppa.

Oh, yeah! I'm sure you do.

(both laugh)

I don't miss my ex. I...

I do miss being
in a committed relationship.

Sharing a life,
common goals...

Marriage can be a wonderful
thing with the right partner.

(sighs) Marriage has
never been my goal.

I just...

I mean, I've had
committed relationships

and I do enjoy companionship,

but I don't need a partner.

I guess I'm more
of a traditionalist.

There's nothing
wrong with that.

There's also nothing wrong with,
with breaking the mold, either.

Okay, I've hacked into the, uh,
distribution center's computers.

On each of
the hijacked shipments,

the records were
electronically manipulated.

And the cargo was altered
to contain only small arms

and assault weapons.

So Salazar's only
stealing weapons

that can be sold on the street.
Yeah.

(computer beeps)
Oh. Uh-oh.

There's another
altered shipment here.

Uh, just left the distribution
center an hour ago.

And the police was just called
to say it's been hijacked.

Uh, that's not good.

It's worse than not good.

This one doesn't
contain small arms.

It's, uh, explosives, MPATS,

and a side of AR-15s.

Well, those aren't
street weapons.

Those are ordnance.

Which means Salazar's expanding
to a whole new class of buyers.

Maybe terrorists overseas?

(sighs)

Can you track this truck?

Who, me? (chuckles)

How long have we been
doing this?

Of course I can.
What are you thinking?

(exhales)

That, for once, we can
get ahead of Salazar.

MEL: I'm in position
behind the truck.

Rob, you're up.

DRIVER:
I think it's a blowout.

I'll check this side out.

(grunting)

(groans)

(beeping)

Mel, get back!

(Mel screams)

Hey, you okay?
Yeah.

HARRY:
Mel? Rob!

Can you hear me?

ROBYN:
Yeah, yeah. We're fine.

Just some impromptu fireworks.

(relieved sigh) Thank God.
All I heard was kaboom,

you know- which, by the way,
sounds exactly like that.

I hate onomatopoeia.

ROBYN:
The truck was a decoy

with a camera hooked up
in the back.

Someone was expecting us.

Well, that camera means
that Salazar now knows

exactly who's after him.

(sirens approaching)
Guess those questions we asked

at the distribution center
got somebody's interest.

You and Harry run down
the distribution manager.

See if he'll tell you
where the real truck is headed.

Okay.

(laughs)
(giggles)

CAM:
Oh, my.

This is a true SS.

Yeah, my mom loves this car.

Yeah, I see why.
I mean, she's perfect.

She is perfect.
Yeah, she is sweet.

Yeah, except for the whole
"doesn't run" thing.

Oh, really? What's the problem?

The transmission? Or-or
maybe the thermostat?

Oh, I-I'm actually not sure...

I don't see anything missing.
It looks complete.

Want to go ahead and try it out?

Um...

Yeah.

Yeah. (laughs) Yeah, okay.

All right, cool. (laughs)
Okay. (laughs)

(sighing):
Okay.

(engine sputtering)

(engine revs)
(laughing): Oh, my God.

(laughing):
Whoa!

Yo. (laughs)

Okay, well, I guess it runs.

Yeah, like a beast.

(laughs)

You, uh, you thinking
what I'm thinking?

Mm...

Yeah, okay. You drive.

Yes!
(laughing)

(sighs)

I reached out to a couple
of the alphabets.

This is everything.

ROBYN: Salazar's
been busy.

Special Agent Dante.

What the hell
do you think you're doing?

Is this who I think it is?

Heard a lot about
you, Captain.

It was rhetorical.

I know who you are.

And I refuse

to house a vigilante

who believes that working
outside of the law

is justified and heroic.

You're wrong
about me.

I'm just trying
to help people,

the best way I can,
however I can.

That's quite
a mission statement.

Captain, listen...
WATKINS: You listen.

Your team may have permission to
be here,

but this is still my precinct,
and I want her gone.

A six-year-old was
killed this morning

because of
Angel Salazar.

She wasn't the first,
and until we stop him,

she won't be
the last.

Now, this may be your precinct,

but this is my case,

and she is a valuable asset.
She stays.

Or would you like to get
DA Grafton on the phone?

(scoffs)

Having you here reminds me
how very glad I am

you took that job
with the FTF.

Thank you, Marcus,

for having my back.

Always.

Where were we?

The FBI took these photos
last week.

Who's the woman
in the background?

DANTE:
No mention of her in the notes.

Check out the way Salazar
is looking at her, the way his

body is angled
toward her.

DANTE:
It's intimate.

Salazar's lover?

That's what
I'm thinking.

Okay.

Are you ready
for your big reveal?

No.
(chuckles)

Come on. Can't be any scarier
than chasing down criminals.

(exhales)

You first.
Okay. Don't get mad.

(sighs)

(laughing)

I told you
I don't have any talent.

I promise you,

this is not what
I think you look like.

You know, I like it.

(gasps) Aw.

I like

what you've chosen to focus on,

the details,
the shape and texture of my

crazy curls,
my eyes.

Tells me that
you're seeing me. That...

...you're interested in me.

You know, I...

I recently promised myself
that I would...

live...

in the moment, in...

in every moment, truthfully.

You know what I said
a while back, about not...

not needing a partner,
or marriage?

I-If I'm honest,
what I want

at this point in my life is...

...love.

I like spending time with you.

So, why don't we just see
where this goes?

I'd like that.

DANTE:
Ms. Nolan.

I'm Federal Agent Marcus Dante.

We'd like to ask you
some questions

about Angel Salazar.

Who?

I don't know
what's going on here,

but that's my boyfriend,
Angel Ruiz.

Your boyfriend's real name
is Salazar.

He's an arms dealer for a
powerful South American cartel.

(laughs)
Well, that's crazy.

Angel imports coffee.
He's not a criminal.

These are photos
of your boyfriend

with several
high-level cartel members.

Luis Mungaro,

wanted for
narcotics trafficking.

Victor Lobato, murdered
the head of a rival cartel-

Those men
could be anyone.

ROBYN:
Sorry, Ms. Nolan. We seem to have made a mistake.

Yeah,
you certainly have.

Either she's delusional,
or she's lying.

Well, we'll find
out soon enough.

Harry's hot-miked her phone

and is tracking her,

so whatever she hears,
we'll hear.

Remind me to never get
on Harry's bad side.

Or mine.

? I'm cruising in a Chevy
with my bae... ?

Dee?

(tires screeching)
(car crashes)

Oh, my God!
Someone hit us.

Hey! Hey!

What? They're just driving off.

CAM: Dee, come on,
we'll follow them.

(engine sputtering)

Okay. Um...

I do not know how,
but there is barely a scratch,

so maybe we could just
take it to a repair shop?

We're gonna have
to get it towed

and call the police.

My mom's gonna kill me.

What's so urgent?

Something go wrong
with the money?

I know my job, Angel.

Your money will be squeaky clean

by the time
it hits your account.

Then what is it?

You know, I don't have time
for drama.

Do you have time
for the FTF?

Because one of
their agents

and some woman
just ambushed me.

A woman?

Did they follow you here?
Of course not.

No, no, no. Are you sure?
Yes.

But if the FTF
is too close,

they could interfere
with our shipment.

(scoffs)

Don't worry.

I'm already in possession
of my shipment.

It'll be in the hands of the
buyers in less than five hours.

But I do have a few
other pressing concerns.

At least I can deal
with one of them immediately.

CELESTE (over speaker):
I didn't tell them anything.

I would never betray you.

Rob, where are you?

Salazar's boo
just overplayed her hand.

ROBYN:
We heard. What floor are they on?

HARRY (over comms):
Penthouse suite. Hurry.

Dante!

ROBYN:
Salazar, stop!

(indistinct chatter)

ROBYN (over comms):
Harry, tell me you have something.

Not much. Uh... That manager
from the distribution center,

his personnel file was fake.

I-I managed
to connect him to an alias,

linked to a-a mob case
from about 15 years ago.

I mean, even if
it's the same "Ed,"

you know, chasing down contacts
that old is gonna take time.

ROBYN:
Well, we got to try.

We got less than five hours
before those weapons

reach Salazar's buyer.

Let me know
what you find.

FTF's got nothing,
but they'll keep digging.

Well, Harry thinks
Salazar's inside man

may have connections
to organized crime.

It's not much, but at least...
It's a lead.

Yeah.

(sighs)

I hate to admit it,
but I might know somebody

who can help us.

(knock on door)
(door opens)

WATKINS:
Secret Agent Dante.

Here to tell me
you're vacating the premises?

I'll break out the champagne.

Here with my hat in hand.

That's a switch.

Take it you need
something from me?

Something your valuable asset
can't help you with?

Captain, you may or may not
agree with her methods or mine,

but we're all on the same side.

(scoffs) I'm on the side
of the law.

Captain, kids are dying
because of the guns

Angel Salazar has been selling
on the street.

And now,
he's upping his game.

Making a play to control
the Iron Pipeline.

You're sure?

Yes.

(sighs) What do you have?

Just an alias.

I'm hoping you can help us
find this guy.

(sighs)

WATKINS:
Edward Thompson.

Remember me?

We met back when my division
was investigating

the Baroni crime family.

You were cooking the books
for them...

That's not true.
We both know

you were working
for the Baronis.

I mean, you still do.

But now... now,
you've branched out.

And I'm worried for you, Ed.

This Angel Salazar...

(sighs) ...from what I hear,

is way out of your league.

I know that
you're in over your head.

We can protect you
from Salazar.

Just tell us
where the shipment is.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

I'm tired of asking nicely.

What, are you thinking of

physical persuasion now?

You can't do anything.
You're a cop.

(sighs)
You're right. I am.

But he's not.

Oh, wow,
look at that.

Lunchtime already.

You two play nice.

(door closes)

Guess they don't record
during lunch.

Did you know

that there are 27 bones
in the human hand?

I read somewhere that
those bones are fragile.

Shall we find out?

All right, uh, uh, wait,

wait, uh...

I think, maybe...

I heard something
about a shipment.

GRASHEL:
Salazar and his goons will be armed and ready.

Let's get on him first.

Let's go. Move out.

Team A,
move to the south entrance.

Go, go, go!

(agents shouting)
Federal agents!

Angel Salazar,
come out with your hands up!

He's not here!
No. We're all clear.

Clear!

You got eyes?

Nobody here.
We got nothing.

DANTE:
Salazar played us.

It's empty.
We got nothing.

(sighs)
Harry,

there's nothing here.
No guns, no trucks.

Either we got the
wrong intel or...

HARRY:
Wait, shipment's already in transit.

Just give me a minute.

Okay, got it.

Twenty minutes ago, six trucks

left the warehouse
at the same time.

Presumably, five of those
are decoys.

ROBYN: Keep tracking them.
Yep.

Hey. We got something.

I need you
to mobilize your team. Okay.

Everybody, let's go!

AGENT:
You heard him. Let's move!

Pull over!

Get out.

AGENT:
Truck one clear.

Truck two detained.

AGENT:
Truck three clear.

Truck four clear.

Yeah. Really?

Same here.

The others were empty, too.

We've been played.
Doesn't make any sense.

Unless Thompson was lying.

But you don't
think he was.

No.

All right, we know
Salazar's buyers

are lined up and waiting,

so if the weapons
weren't in the trucks...

...it's because they never left.

AGENT:
Go, go, go!

Check the perimeter.

Okay.

West wall, north corner,
there should be

a hallway.

All clear on this end.

Harry, there's nothing here.

(sighs)
Well, j... keep looking.

It's the only place it could be.

(quietly): Over here.

There's a hidden doorway.

(indistinct chatter)

DANTE:
Freeze!

(chuckles)
You're outnumbered.

NYPD!

Or you are.

(indistinct shouting)

Hands up!
Get your hands up!

You heard him, let's go.

No sign of Salazar, but
we got the shipment.

Good.

But not good enough.

Salazar's still out there.

Still a threat.

She was a beautiful little girl.

She truly was.

Thank you again.

I know it won't
bring Jessie back, but

I'm working with some friends
to stop the flow of guns

in this neighborhood.

That's a good thing.

It'll help others.

Jessie would love that.

Take care of yourself.

I couldn't have managed
this one without your help.

I'm here for you, Robyn.

Listen, I...

...been thinking a lot about us.

About what I want
our relationship to be.

Marcus.

We talked about this,

The FTF, your life-

it's-it's in L.A.

Was in L.A.

I'm finishing this case
with the FTF,

but after that I'm out.

My life is here, in New York,

with my family.

And with you.

If you still want that.

Marcus, just because
you're in New York right now

doesn't mean you're available.

You got a lot going on.

This...

is what I want going on.

Are you sure?

I mean, are you
really sure,

because I never...

I take it
from the look on your face

your day with Cam didn't go

as perfect as you hoped.

Well, it, uh,

started out great.

Found out Cam's into cars,

like you.
(chuckles softly)

His favorite movie
is Bullitt, so...

we were gonna watch it,

but, um...

...then I-I mentioned
the Chevelle...

...and he really
wanted to see it.

And I honestly was just
going to show it to him,

but we found out
that it runs, and...

You drove my daddy's car.

Go ahead.
Tell me the rest.

We got rear-ended
at a light.

And it died. We had
to get it towed back.

I'm really sorry, Mom, I just...

Wanted to impress
your new boyfriend?

Dee, you know how much
that car means to me.

You know what, someday,
when all you have left

of the people you love
are memories,

you'll understand what you did.

(door opens)
You're grounded.

Go to your room.
Hello!

ROBYN:
Unbelievable.

What's wrong?

Please tell me
your evening went great.

I spent an amazing afternoon

in the company of an attractive,

intelligent man...

...and we painted.

A perfect date.

He's a good one.

You're not the only person
dating someone.

Okay, now, hold up.

Marcus is quitting his gig

and moving back to New York.

Which means...

We're gonna give it another try.

Have a seat.

I'm-a open a bottle of red,

and I want all the deets!
Okay. Okay, yes, hurry up.

(chuckles)

Not bad...

Secret Agent Dante.

(door closes)

BIG BEN:
Marcus, I know you must have a lot of questions.

Or at least, maybe
you've heard a lot of things

in school or on the news...

Uh, Mr. Salazar, now, we took
this meeting as a courtesy.

But given that you haven't come
up with the agreed-upon funds,

it would be
in your best interest

to find another brokerage.

You may be right.

It may be in my best interest
to find another firm.

But I'm afraid
it wouldn't be in yours.

No, no...

Now, you should remember

that we live

in dangerous times.

Accidents happen.

Please, guys.

Now I am sure we can
come to an agreement.

A very lucrative agreement.

At a discount, of course.

and TOYOTA.

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