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Okay, you're gonna make a wish.

But I married you to take care of us.

Okay, everybody ready for cake? Your family's doing well in protective

custody. Did you do it?

Just what you've ever had in your timeline in a few seconds.

Yeah!

We're all right!

Yeah!

So, you're saying you can't or you won't intervene in South Lake City?

Look, Mason, you're not my superior, okay? I don't take my orders from you. I

asked you nicely.

So what is there in South Lake City that scares you?

The jazz?

Look, it's none of our business.

It's Bureau business.

And it started in our jurisdiction.

All right. If you really think that our presence there would make a difference,

then I'll contact them and get a copy of the report.

But for the record, you're still not my boss.

Yet.

He's back.

Then the red cart, well that would represent her childhood.

So as you can see, random objects can in themselves trigger profound reversal of

some forms of retrograde amnesia, which in many cases can result in a recaptured

memory.

Excuse me.

Was it really him? Well, I'm fine. And you?

I'm sorry. It's good to see you.

You know, it might have been him. I showed his photo to Seattle SWAT. And?

Well, they saw a resemblance, but this guy, he was a dirty down-and-outer.

Besides, they only got a brief glimpse of him before he ran.

Well, why'd he run? He killed the guy.

It actually was in the act of saving a little girl's life.

That sounds more like him.

The local PD was running a ransom exchange.

A local lawyer recorded some incriminating conversations with the son

of a big mob boss.

Kid got spooked.

Kidnapped the lawyer's daughter.

I guess our guy was in the right place at the right time.

Was it really him? Give me back my baby.

I gave you what you wanted.

Now let her go.

Maybe I should just keep her.

She is a pretty little thing.

For God's sakes, help me.

Please.

Please. Help me.

You just killed her.

Say goodbye to your little- I

tried

to kill him for his efforts.

This is it.

God knows how he is, but he got away.

Now we're not the only ones looking for him. Let him join the club, see if they

have any better luck.

I think he's been here for about six months, but they couldn't make a

positive idea without Prince.

You can't leave Prince when you don't have any.

Mason.

It's another digit.

He's starting to remember.

So what do we do now?

Same thing we always do. We wait.

What are you going to do with that?

Well, if we see him again, it could be a key to unlocking some of his buried

memories.

I want to thank you for sticking through all of this.

He is my patient.

We need to see this through.

And you don't miss me at all?

It was one night.

I think we should leave it at that.

So he got away again?

Yes, sir.

And the last time we had any contact with him was, uh... Ten months ago,

Tucson, no collateral.

But there's been more than enough collateral on this case, hasn't there,

Agent Reese?

But he's potentially a major source of embarrassment for us, sir. Not as

embarrassing as an over-budgeted case with no results.

Look, somewhere in that screwed-up head of his, he knows who the mole who's been

tipping off the Russian mob is. Don't we want to be ahead of that?

Sure. But we haven't been so far, have we?

Let it go.

Even in these alternate states, the clues to the true self can always be

found in the metaphor that the mind is playing out.

If we look at each piece of the larger puzzle, then we can discover

that

they fit together to tell the story.

But putting the puzzle together, now that's something that only the patient

can do.

And only when they're ready.

That's it for today. Class paper's due tomorrow.

Thank you.

What are you doing here?

Did something come up with the extension of the numbers?

No.

I mean, I don't know.

Look, Grace, there's no way to sugarcoat this.

They've killed the case.

What?

You can't do this. It's not up to me.

Okay, but I don't understand.

It's Chief Picker. He's wanted to shut this down ever since our guy went rogue.

He's not rogue. He's sick.

He needs help.

It's out of my hands.

So that's it?

You just forget about it? Act like he never existed?

He has.

Grace, I can't go against orders.

Okay, well, maybe you can't.

But... But if I can find him, I can help him.

It's not a good idea.

Look, you work for the FBI, not me.

Now for this first interview, I'm just going to ask you a few simple questions,

okay? I'm not crazy.

Is that what you think? That I think you're crazy?

Well, you did say you found me covered in blood, trying to break into the

Seattle shipping docks.

Well, yes.

There was that.

So if I'm not crazy, then what am I?

The mind is an amazing thing.

When things become too much for us to bear, it can protect us without us even

knowing. I believe you saw and or experienced some kind of trauma that

initially triggered the state.

Ahorita estamos en tres millas.

Está muy tranquilo por aquí.

Entonces siga el siguiente contacto en dos horas.

Sandias, amigos.

Me gustan los sandias.

¿Qué más trae esa parte de sandias, amigo?

Papeles no.

Get out of this truck!

There are rumors.

Traffickers.

Drugs.

Por zonas.

Piñatas.

Solamente sandias, jefe.

Tal como dice el manifiesto.

Si.

Si, solo sandias.

Amigos!

Uno!

Dos!

I don't know. I don't know.

No, do it is.

Let's go.

Let's go.

That scared of us.

Is it someone that you know?

Fuck.

Big bodies need wine.

I keep telling you...

I don't know who they are.

Maybe you don't, amigo.

But you know where we are taking them.

I am going to show you... I'm going

to show you what we do to cop killers in this country.

Is it a child that you're drawing?

Don't do it.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

I don't know who I'm calling here.

It's the only number I can remember.

Where are you?

i'm sorry for bothering you no no you're not bothering me please don't hang up

i'm a friend

Yeah, I called the number back. It's a gas station just north of the California

-Oregon border. Slow down.

Are you sure it was him?

Definitely. He may be retracing his steps.

Look, he sounded very disoriented.

Look, I'm looking at some pretty gruesome photos of an all-out slaughter

at the Tijuana Police Department.

And? And they were interrogating a coyote that fits his description when he

went ballistic and took down the whole police force.

And you think that it's him? Or whoever he thinks he is these days.

Look. Just the fact that he called means he's remembering.

It's a cry for help.

Mason, we have to do something.

We've been warned to leave it alone.

Well, no.

You've been warned.

He remembered her number.

Guess that's progress.

Good. And what are we doing here?

She wants to try and track them down, but if we go against orders, it'll just

draw suspicion.

What's going on?

They're in my computer.

Good.

So? What'd you find out about my computer problem?

I don't think you want to know. I don't think I want to know. I'm a big boy. I

can handle it.

All right.

Okay, look.

Nobody can access our system from the outside.

Nobody. So it is from inside the bureau.

Yeah, but here's the thing. Only two people have the access code to get into

the individual files, and I'm one of them. And the other is?

Who do you think?

Pick her. I figured.

Yeah, but don't sweat it. It's not like he was checking up on you personally.

You're cool. What do you mean?

You know what he's searching for? Yeah, dude. She's hot.

Who is that?

What? Dude.

I think it's a mistake.

We'll be okay.

Is it a child that you're drawing?

They killed a man.

You okay there?

Hey, pal, can I help you with something? You look a little lost.

I've been shopping here.

Put this in the galley.

And don't eat all the chocolate.

They do, yeah.

So, you ever work a boat before?

Oh, yeah, all my life.

East Coast, lobstering.

Well,

here we are salmon, sablefish, some swordfish, occasional squid.

I can handle nets if that's what you're fishing for.

Mikhail. Welcome aboard, Jake.

You can hand me the first... Thank you.

Excuse me.

Hi. Um, have you seen this guy?

Yep. Headed to Goose Bay.

Boy likes riding fish trucks.

Hey, you're pretty good at that.

I noticed your boat is named the Grafica Katia.

Katia's toy.

So that must make you the famous Katya.

I am.

My daddy named it after me. He was a fisherman.

What do you mean, was? Isn't he your daddy?

Who? Old Daduya.

No, he's my grandfather.

Secure granddaughter you've got.

Yes.

She's all the family I have left.

Her mother died during her birth, and her father... Well, her father

was not smart.

This used to be his boat.

Are you sure? You never met Vladimir Korchakov?

No, can't say that I have.

He was Katya's father.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

What can I get you?

A glass of chardonnay.

A box or jug?

Surprise me.

What can I get you, pal?

A beer, thanks.

I'm looking for this man.

Have you seen him?

Are you a cop or something?

I'm his doctor.

Nope. Sorry.

I think I'd remember if that guy walked in here.

If you do see him, I'm staying at the Bellevue.

Okay. Will do.

Thanks. Thank you.

Wonder if she'd give me a physical.

Give it a chance.

Hey, Mickey.

How'd you do today?

Ah, we didn't get out. Too much to fixing on that old tub.

We'll get out tomorrow.

But I did find a new mate.

Billy, meet Jake here, huh?

Hey, some bird was just in here a few hours ago looking for him.

For Moscow?

Yeah. Must be mistaken.

Well, if you think she ain't, she's staying up the block at the Bellevue.

You work fast, my friend.

They told me you were looking for me down at the bar.

Yes, of course. Please come in.

Do we know each other?

I just want to talk with you.

About what?

About you.

And some things that I know.

Please, come in.

You know, we've actually met four times before this, you and I.

I think I'd remember you.

I'd like to tell you a story, if you don't mind.

Please, have a seat.

My name is Dr. Grace Bishop.

You and I met for the first time two years ago. An FBI agent named Mason

Reese called me in when the police found you on the docks covered in blood.

At the time, you said you worked on a Russian freighter.

I'm a lady.

Later at the hospital, you couldn't recall any of it.

And two days after that, you escaped.

Then four months later, you were found again, this time believing yourself to

be Jonathan Bauer, a dock worker.

And then again, you disappeared.

Look, I don't know who you think I am, but you've definitely done it. Six times

you've awoken that I know of.

This last time, we believe you were taken into custody trying to truck

illegals over the border from Mexico.

Sounds like I've been busy. Okay, look, this isn't a joke. Please, just...

Please.

This is who I'm looking for. And him.

Okay, you won't remember any of this because your mind won't let you.

This person you think you are now...

You made them up.

These people you've made up.

I'm trying to help you. You have to believe me.

Let's just stay right where we are.

Dr. Grace Bishop, come on out.

We just want to talk with your friend here.

Tell her to come out.

Come out.

Tell her to come out. What's this all about?

We're just going to wait here for a while.

Why?

It's for your own safety.

So that gun's for my safety?

Don't! Don't!

Why is he dead?

It's not exactly the picture of health, is it?

Who was he?

I don't know. You must have followed me home from the bar.

What do we do now?

Let's get the hell out of here.

My car's around back.

Let's go. Just stay close.

Okay.

Right here.

Are we safe here?

Yeah, for now.

Is this yours?

No, the owner said I could stay. I'm working for him.

Can I get you something?

You gonna take care of that?

No, it's good.

I'm good.

So, who do you think that was?

According to you, I don't even know who I am.

You just, you really don't recognize me.

It's like I said before, I'm trying to, but I just don't.

You did this?

Yeah.

Kind of a hobby. Should probably stick to fishing, right?

Where'd you get that?

You gave it to me during one of our first sessions.

Look, all I know is before these episodes, I was told that you were an

FBI informant inside the Russian mob. You were involved in busting some drug

trafficking ring.

And then, I don't know, something happened.

Dr. Bishop has quite an obsession with this guy.

I can't believe Agent Reese kept their involvement from us for this long.

Just heard from the Portland field office.

Someone meeting our guy's description just confronted one of their agents in

Coos Bay.

He fled the scene, and now the agent's in critical condition.

You want me to organize transportation?

No. Let Portland deal with it. This guy's track record, he's probably long

gone by now.

Where's Reese?

We can't locate him. He hasn't checked in for hours.

Find him.

I want this. Take it all down. Sir.

You heard him.

Bag it, please.

Uh-huh.

And you know where that is.

Sorry.

Who's that?

A friend.

Someone that can help.

He's with the FBI.

Right after college, Brenda and I headed off to Maine.

We spent the summer learning to lobster.

And it was the mornings that got me, you know.

There was always this crispness in the air.

The salt on your tongue.

Sometimes it's so cold you think your finger's gonna fall off.

The waves and the seagulls.

The holler motor.

It's the most connected to anything I've ever felt.

And you're telling me I made all that up.

That it never happened.

I don't know if it happened.

Maybe.

You know, maybe some of it.

Parts of it.

Maybe none of it.

I can still taste the salt on my tongue.

How am I supposed to believe this?

What do you call it?

Disassociative Fugue.

It just takes over anytime and I won't even know what's happening.

That's how it works.

Why?

To protect you. There was something that happened, some trauma.

Your mind needed to escape and this is how it dealt with it.

By becoming other people.

What was the trouble?

Truthfully, I... I don't know.

Don't!

You son of a... Bitch.

It took me a while to put it all together.

See, I am old man. I don't remember things so good.

But my son told me everything before those Mexicans came and made my gacha an

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

You set my son up.

He believed you. But when you didn't pay them, they feel him so full of lead, I

could use his body as an anchor.

Go you son of a bitch!

You bastard!

Your big ass floats.

You know, for what it's worth, I felt bad for you and your granddaughter.

But I'm not sure I know what you're talking about.

Get a warrant to track the doctor's cell.

Yes, sir.

Have we heard anything from Reese?

Not him.

I want you to go through those tapes, see if you can come up with any leads.

Yeah. Hey, you know what's at stake here.

You don't go home until it's done.

You seem to be very popular with people you don't know.

Those Russians were about to kill both of us and you don't remember them at

all?

No, not a clue.

Do you remember when those pictures were taken?

No.

Who am I?

Look, you're probably in between fugue states.

You're more like an amnesiac who just doesn't know who they are.

And that's better?

You're starting to remember who I am, and that's a beginning.

Both of you okay?

Barely. Look, we have to get away from here right away.

You know, that guy you put into the ICU, he was an FBI agent.

Wait, how do we know where we were?

Picker broke into my computer trying to steal information.

On him?

No, on you, Grace.

On me?

So why?

Why do you think?

They figured you'd lead them to him, and they were right.

And now, unfortunately, Picker realizes that he's not gonna go get lost or come

in quietly.

He reopened the case and he's heading it up himself personally.

This is crazy.

Look, Pitker is crazy.

He will stop at nothing to erase any evidence against him.

Does he remember anything else?

You know, the numbers?

What numbers?

What the hell could I have done to cause all this?

Not something you've done.

It's something you know.

Look, follow me. I gotta find us a place to hide. I'll figure this out.

Dude, you have no idea. I mean no idea. This place is like turned upside down.

You're now a fugitive. I could go to jail just for talking to you. Who's

saying what?

You know that agent in Coos Bay?

He died.

Everybody is saying everything. And your man just made the most wanted list. I am

so fucked.

Not if you help me. That's how I got fucked in the first place.

Harris, you help me. You help yourself.

Mason, you need to come in. I will.

But first, I need you to get a message out to Agent Daniels for me.

Harris, are you with me?

A message to Agent Daniels. Yeah, I can do that. I need you to tell him that I'm

bringing our guy in.

What, the guy?

Just tell him.

Tell him to give me about eight hours.

He knows the place.

Can I count on you, Harris?

What are my options? I can do that, yeah.

Where the hell is he? Just relax.

He's taking a shower.

Is he all right in there?

Just let him take a shower.

Grace, that agent died.

He died.

What was he doing there in the first place? That's what I've been trying to

tell you.

Picker would just as soon see us all dead before we can prove he is the mole.

He's the FBI.

So am I.

We just need to hold out for a few hours.

Grace, our guy wasn't an informant for the Bureau.

He was an agent.

Will you lie to me?

He was part of a task force whose job was to infiltrate the Russian mob as

they were making the move to traffic for the Tijuana drug cartel. The Bureau

bankrolled him and he got in so deep that eventually he became their

dealmaker. And you couldn't tell me that? Look, nobody knew except Picker,

Daniels, and myself.

The mother and daughter, we didn't even tell. We just tucked them away into

protective custody.

It just wasn't something you needed to know.

How do you know what I need to know to do my job?

Look, before he went crazy, he discovered that there was a mole in the

bureau.

I need him to remember who it was.

But you know it's Picker. Yeah, but there's no way I can make a case without

his testimony.

And what's with the numbers?

It may be to a safety deposit box, a storage bin, where he stashed the

bureau's money that he never paid the cartel.

What are you saying?

That he's in it for the take?

Truthfully, I have no idea.

But what I do know now is Picker would like to see him dead. And he wouldn't

mind if we go, too.

Has anyone told his family?

You like it? Moving us to God knows where?

No!

You

know,

he's been in there a long time.

What's he doing, curling his hair?

Hey, you okay?

Hey, come on out.

Hey, open the goddamn door!

Damn! Don't shoot him!

Hey!

Hold it right there!

You hear me?

Count to three.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Shooting him isn't going to solve anything.

For Christ's sakes, Grace, I wasn't trying to kill him. He's our last chance

at surviving this without getting heavy jail time.

That's if we don't get killed first. Yeah, see, that could have a shot. You

were just aiming to wound him.

I'm not going to let him disappear on us again.

Is this what you're looking for?

Hey, look.

I wasn't actually trying to shoot you, all right?

We're here for your own good.

Just put the gun down.

He's telling the truth.

Why don't we all just take a nice little walk?

We don't do anything rash. We're all in this together.

Together?

I don't know who the hell y'all are.

Come on, turn around and let's start walking.

Don't shoot.

You have to listen to me.

Give me the keys.

You're just a little confused right now. You have to believe me. I want to help

you.

Get in.

Get in.

Sure feels that way.

How long ago did they leave you, your wife and daughter?

Two months.

Cleared out everything.

Can you tell me anything about what happened before your wife and daughter

left you?

Was there a fight, an argument?

It was because of my job at the docks.

I wasn't there for them.

Look, I just need to know that you're safe.

And how am I supposed to know you're safe?

The Russians are making a deal with the Tijuana cartel.

I need to take this chance.

Everything okay?

I have to go to the bathroom.

Sure.

Okay.

People are after us. Do you understand?

I remember the FBI.

Yeah, them too.

The person you are right now wouldn't happen to know how to hot wear one of

those.

Find anything on those tapes?

Not really, but just heard from an Oregon Highway Patrolman who says he

spotted the doctor's car at a gas station.

Thinks it was them that gave Chase on a motorcycle.

Three people on a motorcycle?

Just two. Sounds like the doctor and Tomaszewski. No Agent Reese?

No. Let me guess. They got away.

Yeah, but we did manage to get a lock on the doctor's cell phone.

Do you want me to contact the Washington Troopers, have them put an APB out?

Sure. But we should be there.

Sir.

You seem pretty comfortable in the back of that Harley.

I grew up on one.

You rode Harleys?

My brother was a rider.

No kidding. Does he still ride?

No.

He's dead.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

It's just, um...

I don't really talk about him that much.

It was a long time ago.

I understand.

Guess it doesn't really matter. You're not gonna remember it anyways.

He killed himself.

You know why?

He suffered from a mental illness.

I tried to do everything I could to help him, but in the end... It wasn't enough.

Well, we're almost out of gas.

Where are we going?

Without Mason, I'm not sure.

Who?

The man that you beat up.

last night, believe it or not, was trying to help us.

What are you talking about?

I'm going to see if I can get a hold of him.

Dr. Bishop?

Yes? It's Agent Fleming of the FBI.

We know you're in this junkyard with a federal fugitive.

We have this place surrounded.

They're here. Who?

The FBI.

We do not want to hurt you.

What are we going to do?

Come out now.

We have this place surrounded.

Get in. Get in.

In here? Get in. Don't make a sound.

Tomaszewski.

Agent Tomaszewski, we know you're in there.

This is Bureau Chief Ronald Picker.

You'll be helping her and you if you turn yourselves in.

Agent Tomaszewski, you're surrounded. You have no choice.

Do the right thing. Give yourself up.

And no harm will come to you.

It's the end of the line, Tomaszewski.

Make the easy choice and we can all go home.

You can save him, Dr. Bishop. Just get him to turn himself in.

Come on.

Save yourself. Save him. Do it.

Come on.

This is Bureau Chief Ronald Picker. We've got Dr. Bishop.

It'll be a lot easier on her and you if you turn yourself in.

He's gonna run.

Let's see. Just hold on.

Come on out hands up Hands up

Hands up behind your head

Turn around I Don't know

Come on Tom you can make this a lot easier on yourself if you just cooperate

Tom, I don't need you to understand every aspect of this operation.

Tom.

Come on.

Where's the money, Tom?

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

All right.

This is your choice.

Pete.

Just hold him still. Hold him still.

Come on, man.

Jesus, you can't treat him like this. What are you giving him? It's just

sodium amobarbitol. We're hoping it'll jar his memory.

You don't get it, do you?

He's not hiding anything by choice.

Sodium amobarbitol has no credibility.

The subject can be coerced into having a false memory.

That's why he'll be doing the interview.

Do you realize that you're protecting someone who has put your life in great

danger?

He would never hurt me.

I'm not talking about Agent Tomaszewski, although I wouldn't be so sure about

that.

I'm talking about Agent Mason Reese.

What did he tell you about all this?

You should know.

You're the one that closed the case.

You're the one that's trying to have us killed.

No one's trying to kill anyone here, Dr. Bishop, and I didn't close the case.

That's why we're all here.

This has got to come to an end.

How do I know that you're not the leak?

If you please.

Tom! Tom!

Dr. Bishop would like to speak with you.

How do you feel?

Dizzy.

They shouldn't have given you that stuff. I don't know how they can get

away with this stuff.

Hey, what's going on? Hey. Sit down.

Are you okay?

Do you know the name Tomaszewski?

Because apparently that's who you are.

No!

That's a really lovely picture.

Is it someone that you know?

I remember the name Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy, I... Your daughter.

Is your daughter named Lucy?

What are you doing here? Come here.

It's okay. It's okay. I'm Agent Daniels. We met before with... Mason, I

remember... That's right. That's right. He sent me to get you guys out of here.

You gotta help me.

You too.

Get yourself up. Come on. Come on. Come on. You gotta help me get him up. Let's

go. Let's go.

ASAP. Let's go. Flip.

It's Gray's sedan right over there.

You know, Gray, as soon as Picker gets that number, he's gonna want to cover

his tracks.

That means you too.

It means all of us.

Here, get him over here.

I can't take this information to Picker without your voicemail.

Ronald Picker?

Yeah, that's right.

He's remembering.

That's good.

That's good.

Run!

Run!

Just go, Ron.

Just go, Ron.

Grace! Grace, come back here! Grace!

I remember the name Lucy.

Lucy.

What were you gonna do with that?

Well, if we see him again, it could be a key to unlocking some of his buried

memories.

Phone. What the hell am I supposed to do with this?

What's the password?

You have one unheard message.

Press one to play.

Why'd you want to save me?

I needed to take this chance.

You wearing that wire I gave you?

No.

Good. You sure no one can find us here?

Old Heller Mill.

Unfortunately, Shake Roofs fell out of favor years ago.

And how's my good old friend, Boarstone?

Well, he may be an old friend of yours, but he's not such a good friend of mine

right now.

Look, Tom, I understand you've been through a difficult time, but I can tell

you that your family, they're doing fine in protective custody.

You still got that money I gave you?

Yeah, you told me not to give it to them, and I did not.

Even though they killed a man and probably want me dead as well.

I don't need you to understand every aspect of this operation.

But what I can tell you is the Bureau thinks the money is gone.

Yeah, but we know it isn't.

Well, where is it now?

I've got it.

Good.

When this is all over, we'll both take a split.

Wait a minute.

You told me that withholding that payment would smoke out the rat in the

department.

Well, it worked.

I should have known you were the mole.

The Bureau's not going to want their money back.

They think it's gone.

Hey, listen. If that money doesn't eventually show up, I'm dead.

Either from the Russians who know I never made the payment, or the Mexicans

who never got paid.

Because the Russians got their dope.

Let them have their war.

That's what this whole operation was about. Let them kill each other while

you and I get rich.

You're kidding, right?

Not when my career and life is on the line.

I'm offering you a partnership where you can make some real dough for all the

sacrificing you've done for our country.

Now that's if I live.

You can join your wife and daughter in protective custody.

You know, I didn't mind screwing the Tijuana cartel. That was my job.

But I'm not going to die for a few lousy bucks.

I wouldn't call $2 million a few lousy bucks.

You can buy that pretty little Lucy a whole lot of swing sets.

I'm out.

And so are you.

What do you mean, so am I?

You're wearing that wire, aren't you?

You're wearing that goddamn wire.

I'm not wearing a wire, but you did leave one hell of a message.

Hey, stop right there.

Look, you're making a big mistake, pal. You give me that phone.

It's over, Mason.

Don't you understand? You help me, you help yourself.

Look, I just need to know that you're safe.

And how am I supposed to know you're safe? Hey, I can take care of myself,

right?

Wake up, Tomaszewski.

You remember this place, don't you?

You sure no one can find us here?

Oh, old Hellermill.

Unfortunately, Shake Roofs fell out of favor a few years ago.

I figured since you've been here before, it might jog your memory.

You told me that withholding that payment would smoke out the rat in the

department. Well, it worked.

What started here is about to end here, one way or another.

Either you're going to remember where you put my money and that recording, or

you'll be taking it to your grave.

And what is it?

Getting dead, as you like to put it? If the Mexicans stashed cash.

Now what would that do other than getting me dead?

I've been through a lot of crap with you.

Including a pair of sore arms.

And just so we understand each other, I'm emotionally

prepared not to get what I want.

There's a number.

I need that number and what it belongs to.

304.

Is it a safety deposit box?

What bank?

I need some answers!

This is some serious money.

That's three. Your family's doing well in protective custody.

Zero. Hey, I can take care of myself, right?

But I married you to take care of us.

Four. Like it? I love it, Daddy!

Is it a post office box?

A combination?

What?

It's 3-0-4.

This is the last time you'll be coming here for a while.

If they ever trace you back to the Bureau.

I get it.

Your source is right.

Russians are making a deal with the Tijuana cartel. I'm telling you, it's

someone high up in the bureau.

Everything we know, they know.

So why are we here?

I'm risking my cover to tell you what we already know. That's precisely why

you're here. This will smoke out the mall and the department.

This is some serious money.

Get in between the deal, stiff the Mexican, stash the cash.

What would that do other than getting me dead?

Well, drive them all crazy.

Look, he's going to be the only one who knows that the money didn't get to the

destination. It'll break him.

Look, I know it's 304.

What are the rest of the numbers?

Mental case.

Do something.

You think you know by now that he's not kidding?

So if I were you, I'd give him what he wants.

Thank you for the meeting.

Not a problem, agent.

But why me?

I don't know who else to talk to.

I'm trusting you with some very damaging information.

I understand.

Do you have the cell phone with you?

No, it's safe.

And the money?

Safer.

Hey, I'm in a lot of jeopardy here.

I understand your situation.

I don't think you do.

Agent Reese needs to be brought into custody before I turn the money over.

I... I can't take this information to Picker without the

voicemail.

Did you happen to make a copy of it?

I'll figure out how to get it to you when the time's right.

He's the only superior you ever talked to.

Not only do I see your memory improving, I see a marked improvement in your

reasoning skills.

So reason this.

If I don't hear those numbers from your mouth, In the next three seconds,

I'm gonna blow your head off.

Just wanted to let you know that I'm not kidding.

Not when my career in life is on the line.

You know, I didn't mind screwing the Tijuana cartel. That was my job.

But I'm not going to die for a few lousy bucks.

You set my son up!

They feel him so full of lead, I could use his body as an anchor.

That was my dear old friend, Boarstone.

Well, he may be an old friend of yours, but he's not such a good friend of mine

right now.

Come back here, you son of a bitch!

I know where your family lives!

So for the last time, three.

Zero.

Four.

One.

You were almost right, Mason.

It was a post office box, but the money, it wasn't there.

One.

That's it?

There's a four-digit number?

Where's my...

did record the conversation.

I'm sorry you heard that.

What did you do with the recording?

I gave it to my new best friends and they'll be here any second.

You went to pick her, didn't you?

And you sent that agent to Coos Bay, didn't you?

But I didn't tell him to attack you. Now you're very thoughtful, but you always

were thoughtful, weren't you?

All right, basket case.

Where's my money?

I think it's an estate.

Look, we've been over this before. It's my job.

It's your job, pulling your daughter out of school, away from her friends, moving

us to God knows where.

Okay, everybody ready for Kate?

Okay, yeah, you're gonna make a wish.

Yay! Okay, everyone's safe.

Look, I just need to know that you're safe.

And how am I supposed to know you're safe?

Hey, I can take care of myself, right?

But I married you to take care of us.

We'll be okay.

But I don't want to be away from you for a year.

What if something happened to you? Please stop that thought.

When this is over, I promise I'll come in and do a nine to five.

If that money doesn't eventually show up, I'm dead.

Did you do it? My wife's car is ready to blow the next time she starts it. Good.

That should get his attention.

All right, who wants cake?

I got one more for you.

Here you go.

You like it?

Yeah.

So for the last time, what did you do with the money?

Help yourself!

Don't let go.

Please, just pull me up.

Did you do it? My wife's car is ready to blow the next time she starts it. Good.

That should get his attention.

Now I know why I couldn't remember who I was It's too

hard to remember what I lost Please

You okay?

We got the phone and I heard the call.

We got enough to indict Mason.

You're too late.

Too late? Too late for what?

They're dead.

All of them?

No, Tomaszewski is gone.

He acted in self-defense.

If he acted in self-defense, then why is he running?

That's what I've been trying to figure out.

Sir, Agents Reese and Daniels are deceased.

Tomaszewski?

No sign.

Keep looking.

Sir. We're not gonna find him.

Your car was impounded.

Let me give you a lift.

Hello? Dr. Bishop, this is Tom Tomaszewski.

Tom.

You know, we've been totally cleared of everything.

The Bureau just wants their money back.

Oh, they're going to get their money back.

Hey, if you ever need me, I'm here for you.

Have you come to grips with who you are?

I'm still not 100% sure who I am.

But I remember what I gotta do.

Ha!

You know who it is!

You know who you're dealing with!

About to let you know!

Exactly what time it is, let's get it on, title bout, battle of the brawn I

step out the locker room, eyes of King Kong, in a long white robe, in the navy

blue trunks I'm just an ordinary man that knows how to punch, walk with me,

surrounded by trainers and bodyguards I'm catwalk confident, strong entourage,

pound for pound, fit to knock anybody down And I know he ain't ready to go to

12 rounds, more than a belt This one's for all the little guys, all the

shattered lives, all the battered wives. Put your ones up, and say, bury me

alive. Been through enough to roll the whole script to Rocky Rock. Family

pride, I struck through crowds with hands high. Like Vegas in Vegas, life

flashed before my eyes. Bend the ropes, my friend, and step into the ring. This

is what legends are made, and real dreams begin. Let's get it on. The

record is strong. An army on my left, and on my right, you did wrong.

Grass with open arms. First to come and now the storm. The time is now.

Let's get it on. Go to strong. And on me on my left and on my right. You did

wrong. Grass with open arms.

First to come and now the storm. The time is now. Now. Round two.

Knockout punch from guess who? I was raised in a mud hut made of bamboo.

Got nice footwork, so I dance around you. And I'm good against the ropes, so

I bounce around too. They say the best offense is a good defense.

What about a flurry of lightning punches given in sequence? The referee gave him

a standing eight. If you can handle the temperature, get out of the weight

class. Boy, ready for war. Said he wouldn't last a round more, so I fed a

right uppercut when he lowered his jaw. His head snapped back like an elastic.

Zagged momentarily and then he fell backwards Staring up at the sky, one

with the canvas He tried to get up, fell right back where he landed Ambush to

happen, just as I planned it After the laughter, the pain and the anguish Let's

get it on, the week old is strong And army on my left and on my right, you're

dead wrong Rats with open arms, first to come And now the storm, the time is now

Let's get it on The record is strong. And all me on my left and on my right.

You did wrong.

Grasp with open arms. First the calm and now the storm. The time is now.

Let's get it on.