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My brother's my CI.

He's our inside track, so I trust him.

So what's our next move?

I found this here on an end table.

All right, I'll see what
I can find on my end.

That packet you just tested?

It's a new drug, highly addictive.

Emery is about to move
$300 million worth of it.

I never wanted you involved
in this in first place.

It isn't about what you want!

I'm about to give it all to you.

We've got a cop caravan headed our way.

- What?
- Right now.

You're wearing a tracker, Joe.

Joey, stay with me. Joey, stay with me.

I found something I think
you might want to see.

Emery's muscle.

I was gonna book him.

Then I heard about your brother.

Let's go for a ride.

Settle down.

Relax. Listen to me.

Julian Emery is in New York.

Tell us where he is,

we avoid all this unpleasantness.

I'm not telling you shit,

'cause you're not gonna do shit.

You can't. You're a copper.

You see a badge? I don't see a badge.

- Did I read you your rights?
- Don't matter.

What are you going to do, waterboard me?

No, you're gonna swing
dick for a minute,

feel like a big man,
and then you're gonna

take me to the station.

You know, Franchetti's
is gonna open real soon.

They got those cinnamon buns.

Would you like one of those, Vincent?

Oh, piss off.

Great. I'll get a box.

Vincent Mathis.

You've been doing this kind
of work for a very long time.

You're a dangerous man.

Been around.

Seen things. Done things.

But you have no idea the lengths

I'm gonna go to to get what I want.

Hey!

What the hell are you doing, man?

Ah! Stop! Ah, fucking hell!

Oh, God damn! You're crazy!

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Fuck.

You're in a very bad situation.

But so am I.

I don't want to be here.

You brought me here, you and Emery.

You made this happen.

You gonna answer my question?

You can do it now...

or after I put out the fire.

What's it gonna be?

Bobby.

Good to have you back, man.

It feels good to be back, boss.

A lot of new faces.

Yeah, all hands on deck for this one.

- You need a brief?
- No, I'm caught up.

Are we sure Emery is still in town?

He and his man Mathis were the only two

unaccounted for after the bust.

We've been coordinating with TSA,

local transit police,
and Port Authority,

trying to cast a net around the city.

The dumbest thing
Emery could do right now

- is try to skip.
- OK.

So he's holed up off-grid somewhere,

- waiting for the dust to clear.
- Yeah.

And I'm scouring all CCTV channels,

facial rec, plate readers...

going kitchen sink on this,
but so far, I got bupkis.

No, he's not gonna pop out,

and he's not gonna use
his old network either.

Right, so if Emery's been
in bed with the Syrians,

there might be a
deeper connection there.

I'm on it.

- You talked to Stabler yet?
- Yeah.

Uh, he's with his family.

I just got word he's
on bereavement leave.

He must really be hurting
'cause that's not like him.

Yeah.

Oh, this is Detective Tanner.

Sergeant Bell, is there somewhere

we could talk in private?

- Hey, yeah, come on.
- Hey.

- Reyes.
- Tanner.

The Captagon deal is going through.

We just picked up
chatter that the Syrians

are bringing a shipment into the city.

Two tons.

But we don't know where or when.

So Emery wasn't just a matchmaker,

and the Syrians weren't
spooked by last night's bust.

We also have a new
directive from command.

We find Emery. We bring him in alive.

Nonlethal force only. Understood?

Understood.

One other thing, I'm just
gonna ask this straight-up.

Is Stabler gonna steer
clear of this one?

He'll be fine.

OK.

I gotta bounce.

- All good?
- Yeah.

One of my CIs got something
on the Syrian connection.

Wants to talk in private.

You really don't want one of these?

I had them go light on
the frosting for you.

Yeah, I'm sure.

Hey.

I'm sorry about your brother.

How you feeling?

- Remember Tim McKenna?
- Sure.

How are things going?

We need some help.

Yeah, anything you need,
but why the cloak and dagger?

Is that Vincent Mathis?

Why does he smell like lighter fluid?

Well, it's a new cologne.

"Flammable Pour Homme."

Never heard of that?

Yo, man.

You know I'll ride for you,

but CTB's running the show now,

and Tanner's already on us about you.

Look.

We can take care of Emery.

Just go home and be with your family.

- What are you doing?
- Bobby.

Bobby, I don't want you doing anything

you're not comfortable
with, but, you know,

I need an assist right
now, and I came to you.

All right, what do you need?

Pastorious Global Partners.

It's the shell company that
paid Emery to broker the deal

- that we just busted up.
- Yeah.

Pastorious has been snatching up

real estate all over the city.

Syrians are parking
assets stateside now,

but we can't find anything
that points to Emery's location.

Work your networks.

Maybe they heard
something, but we just...

we've got to have something solid.

All right, just give me some time.

Let me see what I can find.

Good. All right.

We're gonna need you to put
this guy on ice for a while.

Also, take some time on the paperwork.

It don't take a genius to
see where this is headed,

and I'm telling you right now,
you get to Emery before us,

- you're calling it in.
- OK.

Let me know what you find.

Thanks.

What you thinking?

Knock on the door.

Can't get it out of my head.

What do you mean?

12 years at SVU, worst part of the job

was knocking on that door.

The notification.

Yeah, telling the family

their loved ones weren't coming home.

When they were finally able to
look at you, the light's gone.

The light in their eyes, it's vanished,

like their soul's left their body,

and you're the one who's killed them.

I haven't, uh, told
my mother about Joey.

So you're the knock at the door now.

Yeah.

I know where you're at.

It's like a heaviness that
just never leaves you, right?

There's no end to it.

There's no fix for it.

And you think that if you off the guy

that's done this to you, that somehow,

it's gonna end your suffering
and bring you some...

a little peace to your heart,
maybe your head, family.

Am I getting close?

What you're planning
on doing, I'm with you,

but you got to know,
revenge doesn't bring light,

just a different kind of darkness.

That's Reyes.

We got a name.

Look at these dudes.

- You guys need something?
- Yeah.

We're looking for Tony Yared.

- Is he here?
- No.

Why don't you come back some other time?

Well, yeah. We're already here.

But don't stress. We'll find him.

OK, I don't know who you guys are,

but you need to get your
asses out of here right now.

Behave yourself. Behave yourself.

Hey! I just called the cops.

You must be Tony. Nice to meet you.

Cops are on the way
right now, tough guy.

Well, they're already
here, motherfucker.

Shit.

So Tony, let's make it easy.

I'll ask you questions.

You give me answers. How's that sound?

Eat shit.

Oh!

OK. Now, Tony, you have a company

that supplies construction
material to properties

owned by Pastorious Global Partners.

So what?

Pastorious is a front
for a Syrian drug cartel.

That's what's "So what?"

But Julian Emery is trying to strike

a distribution deal with them.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

I am going to rip this
ear right off of your head.

Now, we know you're
tight with the Syrians.

You want to be cozy
with them? We don't care.

Or we can let them
know that you're a rat.

Where's Julian Emery?

All right, all right, all right!

I gave him some cash
and a list of properties

he could stay at, but that's it.

He didn't tell me which
one he was gonna use.

You're gonna give us that list,

and you're gonna forget
you saw our faces.

All right, I'm good now.
What am I looking at?

21 residential locations,

all of them unfinished remodeling jobs.

And you're thinking Emery's
holed up in one of these spots.

All right, let me run
it up the pole to Tanner

and see if she can coordinate it.

Don't, don't. Not yet.

Elliot, we can't hold
on to actionable intel.

Just narrow down the
list. Send me a hit.

Give me an hour's head start.

Half hour, and that's
it, and I'm calling it in.

Copy.

What the hell's wrong with you, huh?

Randall...

What the hell's wrong with you?

Our brother's dead,
and you just disappear,

leaving me to keep the
family together on my own?

- Take it down a notch.
- Fuck that.

The kids are asking questions

their father should
be answering, not me.

You need to come home, Elliot.

I will, eventually.

What's the holdup?

I'm working on something.

Working on getting yourself killed.

Maybe this will help.

It got delivered today.
Joey mailed it to mom.

The note said, "For Elliot."

This is it.

Uh, when he was in my arms, he...

he... he said, "I
mailed it. I mailed it."

And I thought... I don't
know what I thought,

but this has got to be it.

This is what he was talking about.

I tried to open it, but
it's fried or something.

Yeah, no, I'll get into it. Look.

Mom's house out in Montauk.

Yeah, I got it listed as Airbnb.

- What about it?
- I need you to take everybody out there.

Do it quietly.

Why? What the hell for?

It's just for a few days,
in case things go sideways.

Are the same people that
killed Joey coming after you?

I'm going after them.

Don't do it.

Leave it alone.

Joey wouldn't want you to.

You've got people to
take care of here, Elliot.

Go to Montauk.

Listen to me.

A single police bust is irrelevant.

Our plans remain unchanged.

Can you just take the
long view for a second?

The market's not going anywhere.

I will absolutely handle it.

I am personally meeting new distributors

tonight at the drop.

I will get it done.

I just called Stabler
again, and he didn't answer.

He's got a lot on his plate, boss.

Reyes, I know him.

I know how he moves.
AWOL is not his vibe.

Have you talked to him?

All right, folks. Listen up.

We got our first real lead here.

Person of interest, Tony Yared.

He's a Lebanese-American businessman,

works in construction.

We think that he's Emery's
point person in New York.

We sent a team to pick him
up, and he's gone to ground,

so let's get on it.

Reach out to some of your CIs.

See if they can help you

find out who's helping Yared disappear.

We need to find this
guy as quick as possible.

- Hey.
- Hey.

What's going on? I
thought you were on leave.

I need you to find out
whatever's on this drive

as fast as possible.

It's broken, so you
have to work your magic.

Yeah, I'll give it a shot.

But I mean, what's this about?

The less you know, the better.

Just crack it, send me the files,

and keep it between us, OK?

Why don't you come in the office?

I mean, if it's a real
lead, we'll run it by Tanner.

Kyle, this is all I
have left of my brother.

Please do this for me.

Keep it quiet. OK?

All right, almost there.

Let me get the door for you, Ma.

So Kathleen and the
rest of the crew are...

are on their way.

We're just gonna have a little...

a little get-together
with everybody, OK?

Yeah.

And you invited Joey too?

Because last time he was here, he...

he left some stuff here.

Yeah, I'll tell him. Just go ahead, Ma.

I'll grab our stuff.

Let's see.

Where was it?

Oh, it could be right there.

Yeah.

Let's see.

There it is.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, I wish he'd made it.

You all right, Ma? What's that?

I wish he'd made it as a cop.

Let me see that.

Reyes, you got something?

I think so.

There's one address
on the list you sent.

The health department
and building management

got notified of a scheduled
fumigation for the unit.

Now, I contacted the
company listed on the notice.

The job was canceled.

That's a good way to make
sure nobody comes through.

Send the address.

Hey, where'd Reyes go?

Uh, don't know.

Is everything OK?

Yeah.

Anything else?

That's it.

Look, I can't sit on
this, Stabler, all right?

If Emery's hiding out there,

we've got to move on him before he dips.

Look, Bobby, just give me 20 minutes.

I'm heading there now.

- Reyes.
- Yes, Sergeant.

I need your eyes on something.

Yeah, I was just on the
phone with my CI, so...

Still haven't heard from Stabler?

No, I haven't heard from him.

It's admirable to reach
down and lend a helping hand

to your fellow officer,

but don't let him pull you into
the deep end along with him.

Police!

- Clear.
- Clear.

I think we just missed him.

The rice is still warm.

Yeah? That an exact science?

It is when you have the
time on a delivery receipt.

I think we missed him
by about 30 minutes.

Hey.

What you got?

I think I may have something here.

- What's that?
- That's my phone.

- And?
- Ain't my SIM card.

There's some call logs.

We've got texts, search history.

It looks like Mr. Emery's
been texting his ex-wife.

"Stop your complaining.

If the boy's bored, take
him to Central Park."

- His family's in New York.
- That's right.

Here we go.

That's them.

Any sign of Emery?

Nope.

OK, well, way I see it,

we've got two options...

sit here and wait for Emery to show,

or stroll on up to the door
and pay his family a visit.

Yeah. Hell yeah.

- Yeah?
- Uh...

Just a conversation.

Yeah. I mean, yeah.

Of course.

So someone called in a bomb threat.

And you're sure it was a hoax?

90% sure.

We've got to check off some boxes,

just for the paperwork.

We'll be out of here in
about 15 minutes, tops.

OK.

But first, actually,
is your husband here?

My ex. He lives abroad.

- We're divorced.
- Oh.

Yeah, me, too.

You know, kind of in the
same boat with my kid.

Got to be tough being
without your dad, huh?

You see him often?

We travel frequently. That's
when he sees his father.

Oh.

Well, must be cool to
go to Europe then, huh?

I never said he lived in Europe.

No, you didn't.

Can I see your badges again, please?

Of course.

Yeah, like I was saying,
being away from your dad,

it's got to be hard.

Can you imagine being
without your mom too?

It'd be awful, right?

Will you excuse me?

Of course.

Giles, you keep the
detectives company for me.

- You like sports, Giles?
- Yes.

- I play soccer.
- Good man.

So does my son.

If you don't take this deal,

they'll look for distribution
in Florida, or Texas, or some...

Do you want to make money or not?

Look, be there tonight,
or I'll find someone...

I'll call you back.

What is it, Allegra?

I'm rather busy at the moment.

There are two NYPD detectives

in my living room talking to our son.

Are you too busy for that?

- What are their names?
- McKenna and Stabler.

Stabler.

What have you done,
and why are they here?

Allegra, I need you to calm down.

Don't handle me, Julian.
I'm not going to calm down.

- And I'm not going to...
- My dad's...

You know what?

You can deal with this yourself.

You wanted to speak to Julian, right?

That's why you're really
here. I've got him on the line.

I'm serious.

Julian, you're on speaker.

Hello, Detective Stabler.

Amber Valley.

What's that?

- Some kind of granola bar?
- No, no.

When both parents are incarcerated,

that's where they put the kids.

It's a... you know,
a center for children

that's run through the,
uh... the foster system.

The what?

Why don't you just come on in?

We can sort things out,

and your son can stay with his mother.

Julian, just do what he says.

You're bluffing.

Turn yourself in, or I swear to God,

this will be the last time
you ever talk to your son.

Dad.

Hey, champ.

Remember what I said?

Most handsome geezer that ever was.

You'll be fine in life.

You will not take my son away from me.

I promise you that.

Don't worry about that.

He was right.

We were bluffing.

And, Giles, so is your dad.

He's bluffing.

He's gonna do everything
he can to see you again.

Thank you.

You got him?

Uh...

Got him.

Plates and everything.

Looks like he's heading to Red Hook.

All right, keep me updated.

Hey, how's it going with that USB?

Uh, look.

I'm working on it, but the
data's pretty corrupted.

I think it might have been
exposed to a magnetic field

or a voltage spike.

All right, stay with it.

Red Hook Marine Terminal?

Must be where the Captagon's coming in.

Randall.

Hey, Elliot.

Hey, uh, Mom was digging
through a box of junk

at the Montauk house,
and she found something.

Now's not a good time.

It's an application Joe
filled out for the NYPD.

- What?
- Yeah.

Check your phone. I
sent you a photo of it.

It's from a few years back,
and, uh, it wasn't finished.

He never told you?

No, I had no idea.

All right, later.

Joe wanted to be a cop.

Huh? Yeah.

Yeah, I guess.

Hold up. Hold up.

How do you want to play this?

What does that mean?

Well, I mean, given
that Emery and his boys

are going to be fully geared up

and all we've got is
two service weapons...

Well, say what you want to say.

Look, you and me can go
in like Butch and Sundance,

or we can call it in
and get some backup,

and try to restack these odds a bit.

I seem to remember
that Butch and Sundance

didn't do too well.

Your call.

Hmm?

What the hell?

- Reyes.
- Yeah.

Are you still in the system?

Uh, I'm a little busy here, bro.

I know that, but look,
I'm working on something

kind of important here,
and I just got locked out.

So do you mind if I get onto yours?

What were you doing?

- Uh...
- You know what?

Never mind.

I don't think I could
stomach you coming up

with some bullshit cover.

I know you've been helping Stabler.

- You, too, Reyes.
- Sarge, I...

Save it.

You two compromised

a counterterrorism investigation.

Do you understand what kind of shitstorm

this is gonna bring down on us?

You better tell me what
Stabler is planning,

and you better tell
me right the hell now.

Sarge!

I know where Emery's going.

Don't bother looking at them.

You can just... look,

this is on me, and I'm
willing to pay the consequences

- that are coming my way.
- Oh, there will be many.

Sarge, I understand.

Now, we can sit here and
discuss all of the ways

that I fucked up, or
we can get after Emery.

Last pallet on the truck.

OK. Back it up.

Back it up.

OK, we're good.

Park the forklift. We're good.

OK, Nate, we are... we're working on

a tight time frame here.

Get in the van.

Don't stop for anyone. OK?

All right.

They're loading the
last of the product now.

I count 12 hostiles.

They're strapped, and
they're ready to move out now.

OK, everybody, listen up.

ESU is 10 minutes away.
We don't have time to wait.

We neutralize the threat,
recover the product,

but our primary objective
is to bring Emery in alive.

Do you have your head on straight?

Yeah.

Police, don't move!

Drop your weapons!

Stop the truck!

Get out! Now!

Get out! Out of the truck!

Move!

Reyes, I need you to cover me.

Yep.

Go!

Freeze!

Turn around.

Look at me.

Look at me!

Freeze, asshole!

Show me your hands.

Now!

You made the right choice
back there, Detective.

The choice was taken from me.

Look, we got him.

Just let the rest play out.

Hello, Elliot.

Lovely to see you again.

Conspiracy to distribute
controlled substances,

possession with the
intent to distribute,

illegal exportation of
arms, money laundering,

providing material support of terrorism.

Is that all?

The murder of Joseph Stabler Jr.

Oh, I forgot about that bit.

Well, it's all there in black and white.

And, uh, I'm meant to
sign on the bottom line

here and confess to all of this?

What are my alternatives?

Guantanamo.

Living in a concrete coffin

and being fed through your
nose for the rest of your life.

I think I'd rather
spend my remaining years

sipping sherry on my
estate in Devonshire.

That's not going to happen.

Imad al-Musawi.

Mustafa Karaki.

Ibrahim Afif.

Hezbollah's top leaders.

I can give them to you,

all of them,

but in return, I want my assets unfrozen

and house arrest on my
estate in Devonshire.

Can I have a word, please?

Who are you?

ASAC Ed Guthrie, FBI.

You're done here.

Emery's my asset now.

Officially. Paperwork's inbound.

Your asset?

You heard him in there.

If 10% of what he's saying is legit,

then he immediately becomes
one of the most valuable

HUMINT assets we got.

You're... you're actually thinking

- of giving him that deal?
- We're not thinking about it.

We're doing it.

There are much bigger things at
play here than just some collar.

Are you OK with this?
You all right with this?

If Emery can help us crack
down on narco terrorism,

we have to give him what he wants.

He killed my brother!

How much misery has he
brought into this world?

How many people has he killed?

And you want to let him walk?

Deal with it, Detective.

That's the game.

Let it play out, huh?

This is what happens.

I just got off the phone
with the FBI liaison.

The deal with Emery has been drawn up.

A DOJ rep's on her way with paperwork.

I know this is a tough pill to swallow,

but this is the right move.

Emery can give us more
intel on terrorist activity

in a single conversation

than we've collected in the past year.

And then we shake the devil's
hand and hand him a cigar.

You've done a hell of
a job bringing Emery in.

Now it's time to let the FBI do theirs.

Stabler, wait!

Uh, I think I got something.

Look.

The USB your brother sent you,
it was in pretty rough shape,

but I was able to carve
out the individual files

from the raw data, and...

What are we looking at here?

It's texts, photos, documents,

recorded conversations
going back six months.

Your brother was collecting
evidence against Emery.

And from what I can tell, it's damning.

Joe really was working
against Emery the whole time.

Call Guthrie.

We got him.

Back for more?

You are a glutton for
punishment, Detective Stabler.

- Reminds me of your brother.
- Oh, yeah?

How so?

Well, he hated himself so
much that he chose to wallow

in drugs and debauchery.

But he was weak.

He was a worthless wretch.

Anyway, I should be leaving soon.

I have a deal with your
Department of Justice.

No, you don't.

Excuse me?

You don't have a deal.

It's over.

It turns out that my, uh,
worthless wretch of a brother

was actually working against
you over the last six months.

We have hard, verifiable evidence

of every deal you made,
including with the Syrians.

You're bluffing.

Am I?

It would make everything
so much easier, wouldn't it?

Sign it.

Or don't.

It really doesn't matter anymore.

Because whatever my
brother's problems were,

he was a Stabler.

And he just put your ass away
for the rest of your life.

I learned recently my brother
Joey wanted to be a cop.

I think the choices he made
in life got in the way of that.

Today, he was a cop.

And a good one.

I'm gonna take that
bereavement leave now.

Take all the time you need.

Yeah.

Hey, Mama.

So you finally decided to
visit your old mom, huh?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Hey.

Why don't you put on your Sunday best?

We're going to go to a thing.

What kind of thing?

What do you mean?

It's a ceremony kind of thing, for Joey.

To honor him.

For Joey?

What... what kind of ceremony?

Oh.

We've got to talk, Mama.

There's usually a lot
more fanfare than this.

That's OK.

It's better if it's just us.

Uncle Joey would have liked that.

You know, for you do this,
Elliot, it means a lot.

Sergeant Bell, she's the
one who pulled the strings.

She has great moments.

This is one of them.

You know, you boys used to
ask me who was my favorite.

In my mind, it just always seemed to me

that my favorite was the
one who needed me the most,

you know?

And...

Joey's cry was the loudest.

This plaque, everything it says,

that's going to stay
up here a while, right?

Yeah. Forever, mama.

Forever.

Look at all those lights.

God, what a beautiful city.

To Joey.

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