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-Who the hell are you?

-Oh my God.

-Why is this person
after my child?

-He thinks I set him up.

-Do you think
he can protect you?
Because he can't.

I have friends.

People that can make
a problem like this disappear.

-Is there a reason you're here?

-My therapist thought
it was gonna be a good idea.

And it wasn't.
-Get out.

-If this thing isn't wrapped up
by the end of the month,

I'm quitting
and I'm coming home.

Whatever's broken between us,

we can fix it.

-I ran a background
check on you.

-You ran a background check?
-Name, date of birth.

It's all fake. Why?

-Vasily:
My friend had his business
interrupted last week.

I'm here to make sure
that doesn't happen again.

-If I see you again,
I'll kill you.

-You see me again,
you'll probably have to.

-Beach: What's that?
-Foster: Video.

Some corporate asshole
running a side deal

on that WMD stuff.

I show this
to the right people,

it's gonna be
one hell of a payday.

-Oh, yeah.

Gotta lead on Neck.

You should be the one
to do the honors.

-He must've slipped out
before we got here.

-Beserkers set us up.

-If you want
to stay out of prison,
you're gonna talk to me.

-You ain't got shit.
-I have someone
inside the Ravens.

-We're here for Damon Byrd.

-You're gonna kill him?
That won't fix things.

Byrd isn't the only Raven
that's compromised.

-Sientate.

-Buenos dias.

- Victor:
I have a problem.

-Kate:
Steve.

Can we talk?

-About what?

-You're right. I lied.

I've been telling people
I'm 28 for the last four years.

Women age out quickly
in a business like this.

-I ran the wrong birth date.

-Yeah, you did.

I know you're going
through a lot right now.

I just wanted to--
-I was an ass for running it
in the first place.

Sorry.

-Are you?

-I get paranoid
when people get close.

It's a reflex.

-It's a bad one.

But... I forgive you for it.

-I'm here if you need to talk.

-Thanks.

-Frank:
Okay.

Imagine it's thinned out
and dressed up a bit.

Okay?

We can put some
flowers over there.

Spread out some chairs.

She always said the casino
was like her church.

-I'm pretty sure
she never said that.

-Okay, maybe not.

Look, man.

I'm just trying to make it
so you got one
less thing on your plate.

Yeah, I know, man.

-Think about it, alright?

You hungry?

-Another time.

Frankie...

I appreciate this.

-Jeremy:
We need to talk
about your mother.

-No.

-Karen. Your mom--

-I don't want to talk about
that bitch anymore.

You know, picking at old wounds,

it never helped anyone.

The only thing it does is keep
guys like you in business.

-What would you
like to talk about?

-Not her!

You don't know
what it was like.

-I don't have to.

This is about you.

-I'm afraid of what
I'll do if I see her again.

How do you make peace
with somebody

when all you want to do
is punch 'em in the face?

-We should talk about that.

- But...

maybe on another day.

-It's my last mandated session.

-Doesn't mean you have
to stop coming to therapy.

-If you think that
I'm gonna come here willingly,

then you have absolutely
lost your mind.

-Whether you keep coming
to therapy or not, Karen,

it's important you get
this stuff with your
mom resolved.

Eventually, you're gonna
have to get closure.

-What's this about?

-You set us up by sending us
to that houseboat.

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

-Hmm.

-I saw the guy there
with my own eyes.

-Where's Neckbone?

-I don't know.

But he sure as hell
isn't here, so get out.

-Where is he?

Where's Neckbone?!

-Yo, what you doing here, G?

-I just wanted to
tell you in person,

that, um, I'm sorry.

-Sorry for what?

-I got a better offer.

-Take right.
-I got it.

-Clear.

-Heads up on the door stop.

-Come on.

-Holy shit.

-Looks like somebody
went through here
hard and fast.

-You see his body?

-Cole:
Nah.

-Hammond:
Ramos, blood trail?

-Negative.

Yo, yo, yo,
we gotta get outta here

before the uniforms show up.

-Cole:
Yeah, come on.

-I want him dead!

-Hamm, we gotta go now!

-♪ When I come through ♪

♪ Shut down, yeah ♪

♪ Everything shut down ♪

♪ Everybody hit the ground
when I come around ♪

♪ Shut down,
everything shut down ♪

-Did you try and work him?

-He's not willing to play ball.

-Did you use
the sons as leverage?

-Yes, he saw right through it.

-Look, we're not gonna close up
a RICO case over one guy.

-This one guy can cause us
more problems than you think.

Witnesses at the scene
saw three men leaving.

One Caucasian
and one African-American.

-Steve and Cole?

-He's calling the shots

and his sons
are falling in line.

-Besides a few
shaky witness reports,

is there forensic evidence
they were involved?

-No, but we can't ignore this.

-Bring 'em in for questioning.

-If we do that,
it's gonna raise questions
with the other gangs.

-Then do it quietly.

-This is a serious problem,
and it's only getting worse.

We are at a point
of diminishing returns here.

End it before things
really go south.

-You think it could
have been Tom?

-No, this was
organized and clean.

-Besides, Tom
wouldn't make a move

without talking to you
or Cole first, right?

-Nope.
-Not necessarily.

-What's that mean?

-I told Tom about
our deal with the Feds.

-Why would you do that?!

-Because he's got
shit for brains.

-I had to!

He was gonna kill Byrd.

-You shouldn't
have said anything.

-Cole:
And who are you to talk?

You screwed us over
just to protect

your goddamn boyfriend.

Where you going?

-To tell Byrd that Tom knows.

-And you realize
they'll put him
right back in jail.

-For him, it's the safest place.

-You believe that shit?

Then you're as much
as an asshole
as Dad says you are.

-Cole, you don't
owe him anything.

Yeah, he adopted you,
but he didn't raise you.

Mom did.

-Well, right now,
he's the only family
we got, man.

-Family looks out
for each other.

Where is he?

At some point,
you're gonna have
to face facts.

Tom only cares about
what's best for Tom.

-You're wrong, man.

-Tom's probably
blowing up our deal

with the Feds as we speak.

Where are you going?

-None of your business.

-You're thinking
about running, huh?

-It's better than staying here
and sitting on our asses.

What about Hammond?

You know, we keep
following Hammond's lead

and it keeps going to shit.

It's time for us
to look out for ourselves.

-You wanted to see me?

-Start closing up your 302's.

-I thought the SAC wants
to keep the RICO case open.

-He changed his mind.

-Was there some new development?

-What the hell do you care?
You get to go home.

-What about the Ravens?

-They're going down
like everybody else.

Reduced sentences
if they're lucky.

"If they're lucky"?

The deal was we cut them
a break if they cooperated.

-They're corrupt cops, Damon.

We wrap things up here,

and then we bring them in.

Is that gonna be
a problem for you?

-No.

-Hello?

- Byrd:
It's over.

I'm coming home.

-When?

-Two days,
three the most.

Believe me, I was just as
shocked as you are.

Anyway, I'm done
with the field work.

I'm putting in an
application for ASAC.

They're looking to place me
somewhere close to home.

You still there?

-Yeah.

-Look, maybe none
of this changes your mind.

But I couldn't wait to tell you.

-Henry has been
asking about you.

-Oh, yeah?

-He misses you.

-I can't wait to see him.

-Call me when you land, okay?

-Yeah.

-Bye.

- Winters:
The FDA is the least
of your worries.

-I make the decisions
about this stuff,

not you.

-Sure, it's enough,

but I think we can do better.

-Man, this dickhead
runs a company

that's gonna be
worth millions.

Don't get better than that.

-You have him on video
meeting other suits,
making deals.

That is a lot of people
with deep pockets

who could stand
to lose if this gets out.

-We're not double dipping.
Come on.

-Why not?
-It's too risky.

-You are thinking
of this like a payday,

when this could be
one hell of a retirement.

I don't know.
I could use a bit
more convincing.

-Why don't you hold off

on making
any more moves...

until I come up
with a game plan?

-I need to tell you something.

-Wait. Before you do,
we got a problem.

Do you people have eyes on Tom?

-Why?

-Because he knows about
the RICO, and he's missing.

-Shit.

How the hell did he find out?
-That doesn't matter.

Relax.

I don't think
he'll blow our cover.

-Price probably
won't give a shit.

-Why?
-The RICO's being
wrapped up.

-Ramos: Whoa, whoa,
what does that mean?

-They're bringing you in.

-What?
-The SAC will probably
approve a deal,

get some time off
your sentence.

-Ramos:
No! No!

To hell with this!

We've been putting our asses
on the line working this.

You do what you gotta do.
I'm done.

-What changed?

Byrd: I'm not sure.

-Look, I'm giving you
the heads up about it
when I shouldn't.

So that shit with Sleep...

consider it paid in full.

- Lourdes : Hello?
- Babe, it's me. Listen.

I don't have a lot
of time to talk.

Things have gone bad.

I need you to get ready
to leave tonight.

-Okay, Pete, you're scaring me.

Just tell me what's happening.

-I promise I will,
but not right now.

Wait, hold on, hold on.

Cover! Guns!

-Pete!

Get down!

-Pete!

-Okay, assholes.
Guns on the ground.

Do it!

-Pete!

-Si, ya esta todo pedido.

Claro que si--
-Dad!

-What is it?
-It's Pete!
Something happened to Pete!

I heard gunshots.

-Are you sure?
-Now you promised
you'd fix things!

You told us we were
gonna be safe.
-Calm down, baby.

Calm down.
Tell me exactly
what happened.

-Oh God, I think
they killed him.

-Come here, baby,
come here, come here.

-I caught it in the air.
Where's Hammond?

-He was gone on arrival.
Detectives are en route.

-Did anybody
see what happened?

-No, no, but we are
starting to canvass.

Look, there's no blood.
Chances are he wasn't hit.

-Who's assigned
this black and white?

-It's one of yours from
South Station named Byrd.

-We're throwing a net
over the cop gangs.

At 0500, three separate
teams will drop paper

on key members of the Vipers,
Berserkers and Ravens.

-We're not bringing
the informants in first?

-Our UC is still in play
in their inner circle.

We're holding back
until we can bring him in.

Trust me. They're going
down too soon enough.

-So we tip our hand
and then go for a second sweep?

-We've included copies
of our suspects' ten cards,

listing their service weapons.

That doesn't mean that's
the only gun they'll have.

Any other questions?

Alright, let's play it safe.

Remember, your perps are cops.

They're armed.
They know the drill.

Be careful.

-Nothing from Byrd?

-He isn't answering his cell.

-I don't like the way
this is going, Price.

-We have it in hand.

-I hope so,

because if this goes sideways,

I'm not taking the heat alone.

Voicemail:
The cellular customer you
have called is unavailable.

-Vasily:
The last time we spoke...

you said you would kill me
if you saw me again.

Do you remember that?

-Yeah.

-And I said,

you'd probably have to.

Let me qualify that.

If you and your friends

don't tell me
everything I need to know

before the night is done...

you are going
to beg me to kill you.

Just to stop the pain.

-Vasily, you're making
a huge mistake here, man.

You've got three cops here.
This isn't the Ukraine.

- You're a tough guy, ain't you?

-Ramos:
Come on you piece of shit.
Come on!

-Where I come from,
cops are help.

Cheap help at that.

I see no difference here.

-Byrd:
They're tracking our phones.

Probably already on us.

Cut your losses,
and walk away.

-Vasily:
You're saying we don't
have a lot of time?

Okay, okay.

Let's get started.

I need to know everything
you gave the Feds
about my bosses.

Starting with the house
by the Channels.

-That was your boy Kilvinsky.

I thought you already
plugged that leak.

-Kilvinsky died...

and the case remained.

That tells me
he wasn't the informant.

You were.

-You're fishing.

-For every answer
I don't like...

I'm going to take a finger.

You understand?

Choose carefully.

You don't want
to run out of fingers.

-I don't know who you are,
or why I'm talking to you.

-I worked with Winters.

-Who's that?

-Yeah, that's right.
Be an asshole.

But here's the deal.

Winters recorded everybody.

She was a big believer
in insurance that way.

-Listen, you gotta
make your point,

or I'm gonna call security.

-I've got video.

-What kind of video?

-The kind that'll prove
you knew all about the WMD,

had Winters
running it on the street.

That Dante Gardener kid,
he's just a patsy.

A delivery boy.

Now, any of this comes out,

there goes your FDA approval,

there goes your company.

Let me tell you this, buddy boy.

You're way too pretty to be
doing any kind of time...

if you know what I mean.

-How much are we talking?

-500 grand cash.

Flash drive's yours.

-You gotta show me
what you got first.

-I'm sure you got a laptop
or something lying around.
Bust it out.

-What the hell?

-Get out, before I have
someone throw you out...

buddy boy.

-Cole:
Where's Tom?

-Carl:
Dunno. He hasn't been around.

You try his cell?
-He's not answering his phone.

-He's-- he's taking it hard
what happened to your mom and--

-Look, cut the bullshit!

I know you two are tight,
and you probably have
a way of contacting him.

Look. Look at me, man.

I need to tell him
that Steve's missing.

-Missing?

-It looks like someone
grabbed him, okay?

-Yeah, I'll get Tom
the message.
-When?

I don't have time
for this bullshit.

-You sit tight until
I talk to your dad.

-Do it now!

-I am so very tired
of these games.

-We could play something else.

You like Checkers?

Or Jenga?

-Hammond:
Yeah, you can
beat us all you want,

the answer stays the same.

We know nothing.

-Hammond:
Enough! Enough!

Ramos?

Ramos!

Goddammit!

-I left word for your old man.

When he calls,
I'll let you know.

-I'm done waiting.

-Go home, Cole.

I'll call you
when I hear from him.

-That ain't good enough.

You tell me where he is, Carl,

or I'ma beat it out
of your ass, man.

Did you hear me?

Look, did you hear what I--

-Carl:
I told you what
was gonna happen

if you kept talking shit!

-Sorry to bug, Tom.

Someone wants to talk to you.

Dad.

-What are you doing here?

-Why would you take it?

-Take what?
-The flash drive.

Give it back.

Now!
-Keep your damn voice down.

I have neighbors.
-You are screwing this up
for both of us.

Without it, we can't leave
this shit behind us.

-This was nothing
but a money grab
for you, asshole.

Stop trying to make it
sound like it had
anything to do with us.

-You're gonna give me
the damn flash drive.

-You can go to hell.

-You mother--

-Man, this ain't normal.

Not even close to it.

I put my hands on you.

I shouldn't have done that.

-And then I put mine
right back on you.

Payback's a bitch...

so am I.

-Maybe I've been asking
my questions in the wrong way.

Hmm?

-Byrd:
If we were with the Feds,

we'd be trying to flip you.

Make a deal!

-He knows nothing.

-We're going to see.

-I told you what I would do

if you don't
answer my question.

I don't play.

Until you tell me the truth...

your friend here's
going to suffer.

Hammond: Don't be an asshole.

-He knows nothing.

Let him go.

-God! Shit! Fuck! God! Fuck!

-Hang in there, man.

Hang in there!

-Hey, kid.
-Hey, Frank.

Thank you for coming.
I appreciate it, sir.

-Sure.

Where, uh, where's Steve?

I didn't see him
on the way in.

-Everyone will please
take their seats.

Friends, family...

we are joined together
today in grief

to honor the life
of Gwenn Hammond.

Those of you who knew Gwenn,

know what a wonderful
person she was,

and how she's touched
each of our lives.

-You are going
to tell me exactly

what FBI know
about my employers.

-That's enough. That's enough!

Hammond: No!

-Hammond:
I'm sorry, man. I'm sorry.

-You want another?

I'm going to cut another.

Okay.
-Byrd: No! No!

-No! No!

-Vasily:
You see that?

There is more,
there is more.

-Stop! Stop!

Goddammit! Just stop!

-I'll tell you everything
you need to know.

I'll tell you--

-I don't believe that.
-Hammond: I said I'd tell you!

No!

-You motherfucker!

-It was me.

I told the Feds
about the holding pen.

That's all they have.

-I don't believe you.

-Listen, listen!
They got me dirty.

They said I could
keep out of jail

if I turned evidence
against the cop gangs.

They want the Berserkers,
not you!

Your people were just
collateral damage.

-Vasily:
Okay.

Okay.

I believe you.

I believe you.

-Ramos:
No, no, no! No!

-Who are you?

-You're free to go.

-You got a phone?
Call an ambulance!

Hey! Hey, hey,
stay with me, bubba.

Stay with me, stay with me.

-In case we have company.

-Hammond:
No!

What did you do?

-Grandfather Assassin:
You shot him.

Not us.

He was a Fed,
and you knew it, didn't you?

Now, move!

-Ramos:
Steve? Steve! Steve!

We don't have a play
right now, brother.

Please. Please.

-Grandfather Assassin:
Move!
-Ramos: Okay.

Okay, we're going.

We're going.
-I got you.

-Ramos:
Okay? We'll go.

Steve, Steve, come on.

-Goddammit, Steve, turn around.
-Move!

-Ramos:
Come on, bud. It's the cartel.

-I got you. I got you!

-Out.

Get out.

-The man you killed
was my friend.

I will find you.

-Vamonos.

-I've seen those
cabrones at Victor's.

-Your father-in-law?

Why?

Why would he have
anything to do with this?

-License and registration.

Faster, asshole! Come on.

- Officer Sanders,
you're under arrest.

-Shit!

Alright!

-Yo, what the hell's going on?

-Shut your mouth.
We ain't here for you.

-You're making a big mistake.

-Sir, I have the security camera
screen grabs that you requested.

-Good. Thank you.

-I got a guy
I need you to look into.

-I've got bigger problems.

So you're just
gonna have to wait.