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Holy crap!
I can't believe it.

Hey -- hey, Dean.
Come here. Look what I got.

What is it?

Holy crap!
No way!

All I got was junk --
a lawn chair, a hammer.

Let me see that.

Hey.

What?
Is it another bike?

I hope so.

Help me pull it in.

Holy crap!

Damn.

Oh. Checking out
the lab schedule?

Yeah. Uh, Callie's
not coming in this week.

That's not what I was
looking at.

- Oh, really? Then whatcha doing?
- Nothing. What are you doing?

Working, which is what
you should be doing.

Hey, these eyes are open,
I'm working.

Then why aren't you
down at Turkey Creek Canal?

Two kids pulled out
a dead body

from the water
with your name on it.

Great.
But not yours?

Mnh-mnh.
I'm escorting a prisoner

to Hillsborough County
Detention Center.

All the way in Tampa?
What'd this guy do?

Parole violation.

Yeah, he got "Disturbing
the peace" drunk last weekend,

and now he has to serve out
the remaining 12 months

from his original sentence
of grand theft auto.

You know
you're not allowed

to escort a prisoner
by yourself, right?

She's not.
She's helping me.

- I'm FDLE Agent Dan --
- Dan Ranson.

Linebacker with the second most career
tackles from Florida state, right?

Oh, man! That game where
you guys destroyed O.U. --

yeah, you got all
the help you need.

Guys, I don't feel so well.

- Seriously, I-I feel sick.
-Yeah, you're going back to prison.

I'd be feeling sick, too.

All right, we're out of here.
Keep me posted.

All this was dragged
from the canal?

You betcha. I used to go
canal dragging all the time.

It's actually where
my first bike came from.

I can't believe you've
never done it before, Detective.

If I dragged the Chicago river,
all I'd find is --

One of these.
Yeah.

According to the tag
on his uniform,

his name's
William Sullivan.

That's a uniform?

Underneath
all that seaweed.

The patch on his arm
just says "Security guard."

It doesn't say
where from.

I'm looking into that.

Well, he obviously didn't drown,
or I wouldn't be here.

Did you see his face?

All these gaping gashes
on his head?

Uh, no,
I haven't, actually,

because the body
is still facedown.

Oh. I was waiting for you
to get here to move the body.

The victim was hit right here,
front right temple.

So the assailant
was probably left-handed.

And the incision indicates

that the murder weapon
was some kind of tool.

It was probably an inch
in diameter.

Something like this?

Exactly like that.

Well, at least we don't have to
get the divers to drag the canal.

Hmm.

Okay, Mr. Kendrick.

Now, Callie,
what did I tell you?

That your father
is Mr. Kendrick.

Sorry, Phil.
Mind if I take your vitals?

You can take
whatever you want.

How are you feeling?

Terrible.
Why do you think I'm here?

I thought
it was to see me.

Your heart is racing,

and your blood pressure
and temperature is high.

How long have you been feeling
like this?

Ah, it started
last night.

You know, I did two tours
in Korea, so I can handle it.

Oh, so is that why you took
so long to come in here?

I'm going to go and find
a doctor to consult with you.

Hey, you.
You got a sec?

- Not really.
- Oh, this'll just take a second.

So, I just got off the phone
with the board in Atlanta,

and they told me that you
haven't called to confirm

for the Head of Nursing
appointment.

I've been busy.

Busy?
Oh, with what?

With working two jobs,
your 14-year-old son,

with trying to get
through med school,

your boyfriend over there
with a 75-year-old heart

who won't leave
you alone?

Yeah.

Look, seriously,
they've --

they've already concluded
all of their interviews.

All right? And they're about
ready to sign off on somebody.

But I convinced them
that you're worth the wait.

I know. I j--

Cal, this is a game changer
for you.

Okay, look, I probably shouldn't
say anything, all right,

but since you've kept the hospital
closing between you and I

and you haven't told anybody,
I think I can trust you.

But this job is yours
if you want it.

But you got to show up
at that interview,

tomorrow morning,
8:00 a.m.

Your plane leaves tonight.

Now, can I call Atlanta

and tell them
you're gonna be there?

I'll be there.

♪ The Glades 2x13 ♪
Breakout
Original Air Date on September 4, 2011

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

♪

Well, turns out Sullivan
was killed at the scene

and it wasn't a robbery.

We found blood there
and his wallet.

- With money and credit cards?
- Yeah.

And a waterlogged receipt
for Siegel's Deli.

It's pretty illegible,

but the time stamp says
yesterday, 9:17 p.m.

- Daniel's gonna find out more.
- Let's hope so.

He may have been
a rent-a-cop,

but he was still
one of our own.

Keep me posted.

Uh-huh.

Leaving at a bad time?

No.

Longworth is a pain in my ass,
but he gets the job done.

Oh. Wish I could say the same.

What time's
your son's game?

6:00.

But we're never gonna make it
there and back in time.

Yeah, you will.

Two hours out, an hour
to process, two hours back.

Please -- you'll be on
your second dog by kickoff.

Really?
Do you mind?

All right,
10 bucks say we make it.

- Oh. I don't want to take your money.
- Oh, really?

I'm not -- I'm not feeling
so hot. Seriously.

Hold on, son.

I have it on good authority
we're gonna be there in no time.

- That's right.
- Oh, man.

Wow.

This is gonna be
one long-ass day.

There were no defensive wounds
on Sullivan's hands.

There was skin
underneath his fingernails.

He might have grabbed ahold
of his assailant

after he was attacked.

So we have
the killer's DNA.

All we need now is someone
to match it to.

Well, we're missing
something else.

Yeah, Sullivan was wearing
that lanyard around his neck.

Could have been a badge or an
identification card. For what, though?

A hospital.
That's where Sullivan worked.

All security guards have to
register their fingerprints

with the police database.
Which hospital?

Mm, Palm Glade Regional.

Want me to have his records
sent over?

Ah, don't bother.
That's Callie's hospital.

Guess we know
where he's headed to.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Sorry. It's been like this
a lot lately.

Nothing a few cold ones
after work won't fix.

And it just so happens I found
this little piano bar.

- Piano bar? How old are you?
- What?

I'm kidding.
I, uh...

I just don't know
when or if

I'll ever be able
to get out of here.

Yeah. I notice you're taking
fewer cases with us,

doing a lot more
shifts here.

For a hospital so busy,
you sure seem understaffed.

Is something going on?

Wait. Is --
is something going on?

No.
We're just understaffed.

Well, they should hire
more people.

Yeah.

Well, this probably won't
make you feel any better.

Did you know
this security guard?

That's Billy Sullivan.

Why? Is he okay?

I assume he was until we found
him murdered this morning.

Murdered?
That's awful.

I mean, he wasn't exactly
employee of the month,

but he didn't have any enemies
that I knew of.

Would you know
what was held in here?

Yeah, that holds a key card,
and it unlocks all the doors.

What, like an access card?

So you can get anywhere
in the hospital?

Yeah. You know, an addict
could have killed Billy

for his access card.

We've had problems with junkies
coming in to steal drugs.

Sorry.

Colleen?
What are you doing here?

I could ask you
the same question.

Well, turns out my prisoner wasn't
bluffing about not feeling well.

He was really sick?

Yeah, he started seizing right as we
were driving by the hospital.

Wait.
So you brought him here?

We don't have
a prison ward.

I know. But if a prisoner has
a medical emergency in transit,

I'm obligated to bring him to the
closest hospital for treatment.

Lucky us.

Yeah. I thought
he was being an ass,

but he was actually
having a seizure.

What -- what is it?

Where's the prisoner now?

He's getting a CAT scan.

You can't have anything metallic
in a CAT scan, right?

No. And we'd definitely
take his handcuffs off.

What if Sullivan's card
was stolen

not so someone
could break in,

but so someone could
break out of the hospital?

Where -- where is CAT scan?
It's down that way.

Greg's not breaking out
of anything.

Agent Ranson's with him.

Where's Greg?

Gone.

Why didn't you call me?

They took my cellphone.

- They?
- Greg and this other guy.

I don't know how
it happened.

Greg came at me, and this other
guy hit me from behind.

Are you okay?
I wish to hell I wasn't.

That would make this
a lot easier to explain.

They took your gun.

And I'm about
to take it back.

All right.
I'm gonna put out a BOLO

and start looking for Greg
outside the hospital.

I'll start
searching inside.

Hey, hey, hey!
What's going on?

Callie, listen, I don't want
to start a panic, all right?

- What do you mean?
- Wait, "panic," whoa.

What the hell
are you talking about?

Look, a prisoner
we were transporting

apparently faked a seizure
to use this hospital to escape.

Do we need to evacuate?

No. Hold off on that.

Just make sure
everyone's okay

till I get a 20 on this guy,
all right?

Yeah.

Hey!
You can't be in here.

Detective Longworth, FDLE.

This hospital's in the middle
of a jailbreak.

A jailbreak?

I need you to show me
what's going on

at every camera
in this place.

All right.
Let me notify the guards.

- No, no, now!
- Yes, sir.

We got nine floors.
Where do you want me to start?

First floor, CAT scan room,
and then just keep going.

Show me what you got.

Damn it.
I don't see him.

Anyplace in this hospital that
doesn't have a security camera?

Uh, the loading docks,
but those doors are locked 24/7.

They have Sullivan's
access card.

Oh, no. You don't have
to worry about that.

As soon as the hospital was
notified of Sullivan's death,

I made sure to deactivate
his access card.

- No, no. Damn it. Activate it.
- But --

I want to deal
with a manhunt, not a lockdown.

Okay, but it's gonna take
a couple of minutes.

Well,
he said it would work.

It's supposed to work.

- Hey. Try it again, Greg.
- What?

- Just try the card again.
- No, don't. It's a trick.

No, no, no. No trick.
You guys want out of here,

and, frankly,
I want you out of here.

Yeah, right.

Just try it again.
I promise you it'll work.

Go, go, go.

I told you it was a set-up.

Hey, hey! Look, Greg!
Don't do this!

Get the hell back!
You don't have to do this.

Don't come near the door!
Don't!

Anybody that comes near
this door,

I swear to God, she's dead.

There's no patients on 3,
but there is staff,

so you're gonna have to
clear those out...

Disable the elevators.

I don't want the hostage takers
to leave the first floor.

We still have patients
and staff

on floors 2 through 9.

Now, get those people out
and lock down those areas.

You got it.

There's three emergency exits
on the first floor,

and there's two fire doors
that lock once you exit.

Okay. We can secure those

by positioning officers
in the cafeteria,

the employee lounge,

and down at
the nurses' locker room.

I spend a lot of time here.

Hey, people, we got eyes.

This is a live feed

from two of the security cameras
inside the E.R.

I count 13 hostages.

They have them in part
of the E.R. with no windows.

The one you said is called Vince
is doing all the talking.

Yeah, but Greg's the one
calling the shots.

Push-button start.

Nice!

Negotiations?

- Thanks for bringing my car.
- You're welcome.

I made copies of Greg Wheeler's
criminal file.

- He has a brother.
- Yeah.

Vince,
the other hostage taker.

He's a talker,
with trust issues.

Yeah, well, probably because
Vince and Greg

were taken from their mother
when they were very young.

She went to prison
for manslaughter.

Well,
apparently they followed

in their mother's
criminal footsteps.

Greg got a head start.
He's got a juvie record.

We're gonna need
these unsealed

so Colleen knows
what she's dealing with.

You mean
what you're dealing with.

It's protocol not to have
the boss negotiate.

I can't run to myself,
promising something

I don't want to give them,
and they know that.

So I can just blame
everything on you?

- Yeah. I can do that.
- That's cute.

Have you ever handled
a hostage negotiation?

Oh, sure.

- How did it end?
- Which one?

Yeah. You know what?

I'm just gonna go
with the technique

where everything
turned out okay.

Uh-huh.
Where are you going?

Well, if you want me
to be the negotiator,

I'm going to negotiate.

Yeah. Carlos.

The impression left by the murder
weapon on Sullivan's skull

matches the hammer
from the crime scene.

Yeah, that's a nice
confirmation,

but I'm kind of in the middle
of something here, so --

I know.
That's why I wanted to confirm

that the fingerprints
on the hammer belong to --

Yeah -- Vince,
Greg's brother.

Kind of figured it was one of the
hostage takers that killed Sullivan.

And Greg was under our lock-up
last night,

so that's Vince --
what's his deal?

Off-and-on
construction worker,

but full-time jackass
with a record of assaults.

And now murder.

Sullivan had brushes
with violence before, too.

I found scarring from an old
bullet wound in his shoulder.

Uh, shot in the line
of duty, maybe?

Entrance wound only.

It means that the slug
is still in there.

I'll dig it out
and see what I can find.

Great.
Oh, and call Daniel.

See if he can find
a connection

between Sullivan
and the wheelers.

- He's with you.
- Uh, kind of busy, Carlos.

Thanks. Yeah. No.

I'm kind of hot, and Kevlar
doesn't really breathe, so...

Vincent, Greg,
you alive in there?

I got it.

Hi. Remember me?

What are you doing, man?

I think we got off
on the wrong foot.

I just wanted to say
I'm sorry.

I had no idea those security guards
were gonna rush that door.

You freakin' kidding me
right now?

Get the hell out of here.

Hey,
that's Agent Ranson's gun,

right? You know you're gonna
have to give that back.

Okay, so,
that's what I want.

Well, that
and all these people

to have dinner
with their families tonight.

Now you tell me --
what do you want?

You know what?
Don't worry about it, man.

No, I am worried
about it.

Now, look, I get you didn't want
to go back to prison.

I totally get that.

But plan "B" here
hasn't gone that well for you.

So you tell me what you want,

and maybe we can all
walk out of this alive.

What, a Bentley?
A helicopter, cash?

Yeah,
I want a helicopter.

All right,
I want $100,000.

Okay. Now we're talking.
All right.

That's gonna take a little bit of time.
Uh, what about food?

You want, uh, pizza,
calzones, maybe?

There's a great little place
down the street.

What, you think this is funny right now?

- No, no.
- Do you?

I definitely do not
think this is funny.

But 50 grand's
gonna be a lot quicker,

so why don't we call it
a chopper and 50 grand,

and, uh, what about
those calzones?

All right, jackass,

I'm about to start
shooting people right now!

So why don't you quit
being funny

and get me my money
and my helicopter?

All right. Okay.

But I give you that,

you got to give me
some hostages.

No. No, I'm not
giving you anyone.

Come on, Greg. You've got 13.
That's an unlucky number.

And you've been
very lucky so far.

I mean, hey, you haven't
killed anyone. Right?

Unlike your brother.

And I get it.
You and Vincent --

you're all you've got.

But you can walk out of here
right now, Greg.

Stop your brother
from hurting anyone else.

Because trust me --

if anyone else gets hurt
or dies during this,

it's gonna be over
for you guys real fast.

All right, fine.

Fine, I'll give you
five people, okay?

But I want the money,
and I want the chopper.

Fair enough.

Come on, come on.
Where's Phil?

Jim, Phil Kendrick
is still in there.

He's 75 years old.

Yeah, he's fine.
In fact, he volunteered to stay.

Of course he did.

But the stress alone
could induce a heart attack.

Could you tell?

That he was having
a heart attack?

Yeah. There would be
outward signs.

Do you want to keep checking
the monitors,

keep an eye on Phil?
Let me know if there's a change

in his condition.
Okay.

Okay, so, uh, I want to get
their names, where the --

it's gonna delay the closing.
I know.

Look, that's not my concern
right now.

My concern is the safety
of these patients.

There's eight more hostages
in there.

Find out their names.

Just make sure
they're all right, okay?

They've got them in scrubs.

Yeah, it makes the hostages
feel more vulnerable,

less likely to do
something stupid.

What does that tat say?

Daniel? Yeah.

Greg Wheeler has a tattoo
of "junior" on his chest.

Find out who that is?

Yeah.

Hey, buddy.

- You feel all right?
- Oh. Been better.

You know, you can still make it
to your son's game.

- Pardon?
- Your son's football game.

Oh. Yeah.
Right.

Uh, no, not while this jackass
has my gun and those hostages.

I'm not going anywhere.

Hey, Dan,
you were jumped from behind.

I'm sure there was nothing
you could do.

No, I could have gooley,

you know, and done not,
had that

Hey, hey.

Sit down.
Sit down.

Um, I don't know...

I don't know...Yeah.

Uh, Callie?

It's okay.

Yeah, no, I-I...

What happened?

I don't...
I don't

Did he hit his head?

Yeah, yeah,
in the CAT scan room.

He was pistol-whipped
by Greg when he...

Okay, okay, okay.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Okay, okay.

All right. All right. Lay him
down. Stabilize his head.

Someone get Dr. Avery!

- How is he?
- I don't know. Bad.

What, bad bad? What?

I don't know, Jim.
It's bad.

Agent Ranson.
Agent Ranson, can you hear me?

Hey, Dan,
you got to squeeze my hand

if you can hear me, okay?

Agent Ranson?

Oh, boy,
his pupils are blown.

- Pulse.
- Weak. Under 50 bpm.

- Glasgow Coma Scale?
- Four.

It's a brain bleed.

St. Lutheran Memorial Hospital
is 45 minutes away.

I've got an FDLE
escort team waiting.

- Blood pressure.
- Rising.

This guy's gonna se--
whoa! He's gonna seize --

and there he goes!

Hold on.
We need a little hand here!

He's not gonna make it
across the parking lot,

let alone across town.
Come on.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What are we doing?

Jim, we have to operate
on him.

Otherwise,
he's not gonna make it.

We got to relieve the pressure
on the man's brain.

We've got to drain his blood,

or he's gonna be dead
within nine minutes.

What level do you need?
O.R. is on 3.

Yeah, we got to get past
the two gunmen on 1.

Well, it's not the first time
I've been shot at before.

Yeah, not while
saving a man's life.

Actually, 3 years Doctors
Without Borders, 2 years Red Cross.

Listen, I'm not an idiot,
all right?

If we had another choice,

I would do something else,
but we don't.

Okay. No, wait, wait, wait.
There's no "we."

- Callie's not going in there.
- Jim --

well, look,
I need assistance.

Callie and I have got
a shorthand, all right?

Hey, pick someone else.
Hey!

I don't even know half these people.
Hold on. It's your call.

- I'm going in.
- No. Callie.

Jim, we're gonna be two floors
above the crisis.

Just get us to the elevator.
We'll be fine.

Get us the power back on those
elevators outside the E.R.

I'm on it.

And you know what?
Cover up his face.

If they realize he's the guy
they pistol-whipped and he dies,

they know they're screwed.

Hello.
Greg. Yeah. Hi, uh, listen.

Something's come up, and I need
to give you back a hostage.

You want to give us
one of our ho--

what the hell
are you talking about?

The hospital has a patient

that needs to get to
the third-floor operating room,

or he could die.

Take him somewhere else.

They don't have time.

They don't relieve the pressure
on the brain in the next 9 --

now make that 8 -- minutes,
or he could die.

Now, that wasn't
the deal we made,

so I'm willing
to give a hostage back.

It's got to be a trick.

No, you're just trying to stick
a cop in here with us.

I am, actually,
but just me.

Look, 20 feet.
Here to the elevator.

That's all
we're talking about.

We say yes,
they bull-rush the door.

We bull-rush the door,
then you start shooting,

then we start shooting,
and a lot of people die.

That really sound like
a trick to you?

Okay, but I want you
back outside.

Look, I'm just here to make sure
it all goes smoothly.

Back outside or no deal.

Okay. Fine.

Come on.

Stop.

Ben?

Go, go. I'll prep him.
Go. I got it.

Callie!

What the hell
are you doing?

He has a heart condition.

No, we can't deal with that
right now.

Well, you should have thought
about that

before you took over
an emergency room.

He could be faking it.

Yeah. He's a 75-year-old man
faking a heart attack.

Is he having
a heart attack?

He will if
I don't do something.

I just need
to stabilize him.

They got to do something,
Greg!

This is getting out
of control!

- Vince!!
- Greg!

What do you have to do?

Get some beta blockers
in him.

They're in that cabinet
right there.

Okay, fine.

Make it quick.

No, no.
No more of this shit.

Hey!

I told you to stay outside!

Yeah, that was before the old guy
started having a heart attack.

I know you know what it means
if someone dies in there, Greg.

You just let the pretty nurse
do what she needs to do,

then let her out
so she can help up in surgery,

'cause you really don't want
anyone dying on you.

Can we make that deal?

No.
Vince...

No, he's doing
anything he wants!

We'll lose all control!
Vince, just shut up!

Okay?
Let me think about this.

- No tricks.
- I swear.

I just need to make sure that
his blood pressure stabilizes

and his TCG levels
return to normal.

Okay. Go. Now.

All right, look, you got
your deal. Now back outside.

Hey! I said
back outside now! Go!

All right. Okay. Yeah.

Hi. Can you help me?
I need some water.

Hey, Phil.

I'm just waiting
for my chance.

I think I can take
these dudes.

Of course you can.

Why don't you
take this first, though?

Thank you.
Here you go.

Where's that chopper
and my 50 grand, Colleen?

Hey, calm down,
would you?

The money's being readied, and
the chopper's still an hour out.

- Do I look like I have one on me?
- Carlos.

Found out where our victim
Sullivan's old wound came from.

Five years ago,
he was an armored-car driver.

Robbers killed his colleague
and he was shot.

Robbers got away with over
half a million dollars in cash.

Have Daniel pull the file.
I want everything we've got.

- Oh, no. Don't even tell me.
- Don't tell you what?

Local news.
Turn it on.

We have just gotten
confirmation that,

despite last-minute attempts
to save his life,

FDLE Agent Dan Ranson has died

from head injuries sustained

during an attempted
fugitive escape

here at Palm Glade Regional.

Some hospital worker must have
heard Avery call it

and tweeted it out
to the world.

Now we just got to pray

that they don't have
a television on in there.

Okay, Phil. It's okay.
All right. No, no, no, no.

That needs to stay on.
The blockers aren't working.

What do you mean,
the blockers aren't working?

I mean this is all
I can do for him.

You save his ass now!
I would love to,

but that means I need
to get him out of here.

Our helicopter is leaving Broward
County Sheriff's Department now.

Touch down in 42 minutes.
What the hell is she doing?

Damn it, Callie.

He needs an emergency
angioplasty and a stent,

and I can't do that
for him here.

I am not letting
any more hostages out of here

till we get what we want.

You know
he will die, right?

And you already have someone
clinging to life in the O.R.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
What's going on in there, huh?

- Where's our helicopter?
- I told you -- it's on its way.

Something's wrong
with the old man.

Oh, what,
apart from being taken hostage?

Hey!
Don't be a smart ass!

No!
Callie!

Look, hey, guys, guys,

I'm just trying to make sure
everyone gets out of here alive, okay?

That includes you two,
Vince, Greg, all right?

I'm sure you're worried sick
about us.

Are you okay?
Are you okay? You okay?

Everybody's okay,
all right?

Okay, good.
Okay, that's good.

And you know what?

That includes the patient
we got into surgery.

That's all you, man.

Okay? So let's not
do anything stupid.

The chopper's on its way,
the money's en route.

You just let out the nurse
and the patient,

and we're back on track.
Okay?

I'll get right back.
Standing right back here.

Okay?

Go.

Wait!

No, no, no.
Wait. Hey, hey, hey!

- Deal's off! I said the deal's off!-
- Greg?

You lied to me, Detective.

Yeah. Your little "patient,"
Agent Ranson --

he's dead.

That means your girl, Callie --
she's staying with us.

So...

...what's with you
and your cop friend?

He's not my friend.

Cops and law enforcement
are in here all the time.

It's a hospital.

Who's Jeff?

This fell out of your pocket.

What business you got
in Atlanta?

At the moment, none.

Copy that.
Money's on the way.

Tactical's in place
on the roofs

of both adjacent buildings
in case we need them.

- And the chopper?
- 20 minutes out.

Jim, you had no choice.
You had to lie to them.

Lying is what got Callie
taken hostage, Colleen.

Yes,
and we'll get her back.

You know,
it doesn't make sense.

Greg had only one year left
in a minimum security.

Why take such a risk?

With Sullivan's murder
and the death of Agent Ranson

in the commission
of a crime,

he and his brother are both
looking at death row.

Which is why we do
exactly as they say

from now on
to help them escape.

Escape?
Jim, you --

Yeah. Something out there
is making it worth them

taking this risk, Colleen.

So the one way
to get what we want

is by giving them
exactly what they want.

Daniel.

- Did you find me junior?
- I did,

from Greg Wheeler's
unsealed family court file.

The brothers were in and out
of juvie for years.

Apparently,
junior is William Merrill,

the Uncle who finally
took them in.

He owns a small cattle ranch
just north of here.

Can we get him here?

Unfortunately, no.

Uncle Junior died
four months ago.

Yeah, and the one person
who could probably talk some

sense into these morons.

Anything on Sullivan's activities
the night he was murdered?

The receipt from the deli
we found in his pocket?

I guess
he went there a lot,

cause the manager
remembered him,

said he came in
around 9:15 alone,

ordered takeout.

We've got
a Philly cheesesteak sandwich,

beet salad,
and two bottles of wine.

- Two bottles?
- Either he was getting wasted

or maybe he was
meeting someone?

Maybe.

Uh, keep digging
into Uncle Junior.

Their jailbreak and his death
being so close together --

they might be connected.

It's gonna be okay.

They're not gonna come charging
in here, are they?

The police?

I tripped over the dog.

Is that why you came
into the E.R.?

It's not what you think.

You know you have options,
right?

Abuse is inexcusable,
Jolene.

You don't have to tolerate it
to be in a relationship.

All men are alike anyway.

No, they're not.

We're gonna
get out of here.

Maybe this is
the universe's way

of reminding us
what's important in life

and that you only have
one chance at it.

Jeff's with Marisol
and the girls.

He was worried
about his mom,

so this way,
he's safe and he's not alone.

Good. Thanks.
Here you go.

Is this the Florida Federal
Armored Services robbery?

Did you find
a connection?

It's been a cold case
for five years.

The suspects
knew the route.

They pulled over a truck on a
freeway detour in Dade County --

no video.

Sullivan's partner
was killed

for the key
to the cargo hold.

That sounds
eerily familiar.

And Sullivan's
our only witness.

Check out
our primary suspects.

Ah! The Brothers Grimm.

Detectives saw
Greg's pickup

on traffic cams casing the truck
a week before.

FDLE put Greg and Vince
on a lineup,

but Sullivan couldn't I.D. them,
so they walked.

Striations
from a bullet recovered

from the Florida
Federal heist.

I compared it to the one that
I took from Sullivan's shoulder.

Both fired
from the same gun,

belonging to Sullivan's partner,
who was killed at the scene.

I'm thinking it was probably
friendly fire or --

Or Sullivan
was an inside man.

Yeah,
but without the money,

they can't prove if Sullivan
was in on it.

But suspicion means he
wouldn't have been able

to get a decent job,
so he starts working here at

the hospital as a rent-a-cop --
best gig he could get.

Which is why they used
Palm Glade for Greg's jailbreak.

They already had
an inside man.

That was their plan.

Greg fakes a seizure
outside the hospital,

uses the emergency
to escape,

then they both go and pick up
the hidden money, and...

Okay.
50 grand in small bills.

Consecutive serial numbers
and GPS tracker?

Sewn into the handle.
Chopper's on the roof.

Go get Callie back.

$50,000 in unmarked bills,
Greg.

And your chariot awaits.

Grab it,
bring it back.

It's okay.
No one's gonna shoot.

Go grab it.

What are you doing?

I want Callie back, Greg.

Sorry, Detective.
Keeping her keeps you in line.

Or it makes me cross it.

Well, it's not your call,
is it, Detective?

Now give it up.

You harm one hair on her head,

and I will hunt you down
and kill you like a dog.

Visual confirmation --

one hostage and two suspects.
Over.

F.A.A.'s tracking
the flight,

and we have a tracer helicopter
a half a mile away.

They won't get far.

- GPS signal?
- Nice and strong.

I'm kind of surprised they didn't put
the money in something else.

Yeah -- surprising.

- They took Callie hostage?
- Hey, we'll get her back.

- How can this happen?
- What? - Jim, just...

No, no, no. It didn't help that we
lost one of our own on the table.

Well, he didn't die
in surgery, Detective.

He died in the elevator.
There was nothing I could do.

Yeah, well,
it's like Colleen said --

we'll get her back.

They're headed
south-southwest.

Now, given their speed
and fuel range,

I'd say they're headed for the
best hiding place in Florida --

the swamps --
that's where I'd go.

All right, I need all
tactical units to move south.

I'm e-mailing you
the GPS coordinates now.

Go!

We'll get her back, Jim.

If my hunch is correct,
we already have.

Don't shoot!
It's not them!

It's not them! They switched
clothes! They're hostages!

What?

The gunmen weren't
on the helicopter?

You knew about this.

I told you I had a hunch.

Which Greg and Vince
swapping places

with the hostages
just confirmed.

So you deliberately
let them take her?

Only after I realized their plan
was to use Callie as a decoy.

I wanted a manhunt, Colleen.
Now I've got.

Uh, uh, uh.
Where the hell are you going?

To find that half-million
dollars before they do.

And then they took us
to the roof.

And, at the last minute,
switched clothes

with two of the hostages,
swapped me for Jolene,

and said that if we told anyone
before we landed,

they would kill her.

Callie,
you can't blame yourself.

You had to do exactly
what they told you to do.

We're gonna get
Jolene back safely.

The whole time,
I just kept thinking

of how much of my life
I've spent in that hospital --

you know,
between working and...

I had Jeff there.

The possibility of me dying
in there --

Callie, you're safe.
You're okay, all right?

Look, is there anything
that I can do for you?

Yeah, can you get someone
to give me a ride back?

I have some things
I need to get together.

I have a really
big day tomorrow.

Of course.

Is Callie okay?

She's with Manus.
Where are you?

Uh, where Daniel
sent me --

or rather,
where I told him to research

and then tell me
where to send me.

Their Uncle Junior owed a decade
of back taxes.

According to probate court,
the state closed on a deal

to sell the land
to a developer,

who's breaking ground
in a warehouse on Tuesday.

I'm thinking the money from
the heist is on his property.

They knew they
couldn't split it

and spend it
while it was still hot.

My guess is Greg,

not trusting his hotheaded
brother, Vince,

to not spend the marked loot,

he moved it from the original
hiding spot for insurance.

So Vince had to break Greg out
today or lose it to a backhoe.

Yeah, did you get the DNA

from under Sullivan's
fingernails?

You were right
about the killer.

I'll call Manus
and have her send S.W.A.T.

You sit tight until they arrive.
You got it?

Sure thing.

Property of Florida
Federal Armored Service.

Thank you, Greg.

Your cold cash just solved
my cold case.

Maybe not, Detective.

Drop the gun!

Or what?
You'll shoot Jolene?

Go ahead. Shoot her.

No, I mean it.
I'll blow her head off.

Well, yeah.
I heard you the first time.

Are you insane?
He's got a gun to my head!

So I should drop mine

so the three of you run off
with the money together?

Oh.
I forgot to mention --

I kind of worked out that
Jolene's not really a hostage.

She's your girlfriend,
isn't she, Greg?

That's how you knew she had
the lighter in her purse.

And who I'm guessing met with
Sullivan the night he was murdered

for a little canal-side dining
of beet salad and wine --

you know,
before you killed him.

I didn't kill anybody.

Well,
it certainly wasn't Greg.

He was in our lockup.

Although it was
Vince's hammer.

But, no --

Sullivan would have been too
afraid to have ever met with you.

Plus, he was hit on
the right side of the head,

which means he was killed by a lefty --
kind of like you, Jolene,

which I noticed
when I handed you the cash.

Remember?

So you lured him down here
to get his security card,

and then you killed him
to tie up that loose end.

Plus, with Sullivan
being dead,

now you don't have to share
the 500 grand with him, huh?

That's kind of cool.

And by the look of
those scratches and bruises,

he didn't go down easy,

leaving us skin
under Sullivan's fingernails,

which tells us that the killer
was a woman.

And after we get your DNA,

I'm thinking that'll prove
that that woman was you.

Whatever, jackass.
Drop your gun.

I should warn you.
I brought S.W.A.T.

There are snipers
in the woods

ready to take all three
of you out.

Nice try,
but you're all alone.

You really think
I'd be that stupid

to come out here
without backup?

Well, I knew they'd
get here eventually.

Back.

There, see?
It all worked out for the best.

That's for scaring the shit
out of my girl.

Hey, Cal.
I was just at your home.

You weren't there.
I'm in the E.R.

Call me?

You seen Callie?

No. I'm sorry.
I, uh, I haven't.

Actually, you know what?
She's probably already left.

Already left for where?

You know, I heard you talking about
closures in the parking lot.

If I didn't know
any better,

I'd swear you were doing
some downsizing.

Well, certainly in this economy,
it's not a surprise.

But Callie
still has a job, right?

Yeah. Absolutely,
she still has a job.

She's got a nice job offer,

with a bump in title
and compensation to match.

Oh.
Well, that's good.

- In Atlanta.
- What?

She has a meeting with the
hospital's Board of Directors

first thing
tomorrow morning.

They're offering her a chance to
finish med school tuition-free

and the title of
Director of Nursing Services

at the university's
teaching hospital.

It's an amazing
opportunity.

I'm --
I'm surprised that --

that she didn't mention it
to you.

Excuse me.

♪ I'm 15 centimeters tall ♪

♪ a single step's
a sturdy wall ♪

♪ a dark and distant
port of call ♪

♪ from you ♪

♪ I move through
a different sort of space ♪

♪ a day takes years
for me to trace ♪

♪ while age redecorates
my face ♪

♪ it's true ♪

♪ ooh-ooh ♪

♪ I set my soul to sleep ♪

♪ beneath your shoes ♪

♪ lord knows I'm tired
of thinkin' 'bout you ♪

♪ you ♪

♪ of thinkin' about you ♪

♪ you, you ♪

♪ it don't take a champion
to talk ♪

♪ about how to line yourself
in chalk ♪

♪ run like hell
instead of walk ♪

♪ thank you ♪

♪ in a cold
and mercenary field ♪

♪ back bared
by reinvented wheels ♪

♪ the broken bones
you can't conceal ♪

♪ poke through ♪

♪ ooh-ooh ♪

♪ I set my soul to sleep ♪

♪ beneath your shoes ♪

♪ lord knows I'm tired ♪

♪ of thinkin' 'bout you ♪

♪ you ♪

Hey.

Hey.

You missed your flight.

I, uh, I heard
about the offer.

Um, congratulations,
by the way.

No, I didn't --
I didn't miss it.

I didn't get on it.

I knew that if I went,

they would offer me
this amazing opportunity,

and I didn't want to explain
to them or anyone else

why I was
turning them down.

You turned them down?

I can't be in Atlanta
and be here at the same time,

and I need to be here.

You do?

Yeah, my life's here,
and Jeff's life is here,

and...

you're here.

Maybe it took having a gun to
my head for me to realize this,

but I don't want
to lose that.

I don't want to walk away
from something

before I had a chance
to get it right.

You want to get it right?

Yeah.
I want to get it right.

So you're staying.

Yeah, I'm

Yeah, I'm staying.

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