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Mm-hmm and this could go on all night.

- 'Alright' - 'It ain't gonna get any easy''

- No, it's not. - 'Besides..'

...You don't want to find out what's in the suitcase.

'Hey.'

'He ain't talking, Mr. Franzine.'

Whoever put you up to this isn't worth it.

You've done your job. You can leave right now.

Just tell me who you really are.

'Cop, Fed?'

You better tell him.

Tell him.

'He's done.'

Dean, get rid of him.

We leave in the morning.

You guys are doing nothing for the stereotype.

Hey.

This better be good, I haven't seen 7 a.m. since 1992.

Sorry, Lt. Shaw, Capt. Maynard told us to

to wait for you.

We found a guy, Caucasian, mid 30s.

'Badly beaten and abandoned on the road.'

'He had electrical burns on the skin.'

It looked like he had been tortured.

- Blind luck, really.

We were late, so we cut across

Mission Street access road. There he was.

Alright, I'll get back to you.

Lt. Shaw.

What can I do for the Federal Bureau of Intimidation?

- Painfully so.

Special Agent Hollis, Special Agent Boyle.

We're in from D.C., we liaised with LAPD

in conjunction with an investigation.

Now, we need some help putting names to faces.

- 'Capt. Maynard suggested you'' - Ah, captain is good that way.

You're familiar with the man named Robert Franzine?

Only by reputation.

Kind of a Jack of all crimes, right?

The untouchable crook?

That's Agent Brenner.

Robbery Division put him under posing as a fence here in L.A.

'Took a month of undercover work'

but he finally got to meet with Franzine's new crew.

Turned out to be a setup.

What do the doctors say?

What they always say when they've no idea.

'If he's a fighter, maybe he'll make it.'

'Franzine doesn't ever like to travel with the same crew.'

Likes to tap into the local talent pool.

Anything?

L.A. is a big place with lots of bad people.

And contrary to popular belief I don't know them all.

This was taken off an L.A. river surveillance camera last night.

'And we think..'

'...this is the newest guy to join Franzine.'

I don't know him.

Why you guys looking at Franzine?

Part of a broader investigation.

Oh.

It's a national security issue.

- It won't be if Brenner dies.

'Murder of a federal agent is the death penalty.'

I will tear this city apart to make sure that Franzine

and his crew get it.

I'm sorry about your man.

If anything comes to me, I'll let you know.

- He's a weird dude. - Yeah.

Let's find out why.

It's not a manpower issue, Jim, it's jurisdictional.

Let me call you right back.

Where the hell have you been?

For 16 years we worked together. You're supposed to know me.

'Did you think I was gonna hand them over?'

I wanted you to see how bad it is.

Do you have any idea what the hell Dean's doing specifically?

I remember a conversation where you said

"Carter you never have to give me specifics."

As long as you get results and--

I told you when we started this was my group, no questions.

There's video of one of your undercovers

leaving an FBI agent for dead.

You don't know what that video was.

You've got to call him in.

No one has ever been this close to Franzine.

Oh, God. You can't?

You have to build the case from the inside out.

Get in deep.

That's exactly what Dean's doing.

Deep enough to flip?

You feeling okay?

When have I ever said yes to that.

No, it's just, you know, daylight and you're up.

- Something like that.

Tracy, what kind of backup surveillance do we have on Dean?

Dean?

Monitoring credit cards, ATMs and two transponders.

One in the tire well of his car and the other under the hood.

And they're still offline.

Why

What's going on?

- 'Oh, do it.' - 'Do it.'

- She got us the fondue set.

We could take that back and get something we'll use.

She's old.

- I can't hurt her feelings. - Wow.

- Yes, we have to do this.

Come on. We got to send these out. Come on.

Yeah, yeah.

"Dear Aunt Rose, what makes your old ass think we eat fondue?"

He's here.

Who?

The prince of darkness. He's inside.

- This doesn't prove anything. - Proves enough for the FBI.

Their agent dies, Dean's up for murder.

- Franzine.

Alone?

He caught word that Franzine was planning a job here in L.A.

It took some time, but Dean got in.

- Dean, he always gets in. - We don't know what the job is.

Whatever it is, it's not gonna be small, Carter.

Not with Franzine.

Million dollar question..

...is it enough for Dean to flip?

Last time he and I went under together, City of Industry.

Something you forgot to tell me, Ty?

Night before the bust Franks calls us in.

He's high, he's drunk, he's paranoid.

Asking us who we are, where we come from?

Dean pulls out his gun, chambers around, hands it to Franks.

He tells him if he thinks we're cops he should shoot us.

Dean's face looked like

he was hoping he would pull the trigger.

- I think you ask a lot of him.

Look, Carter, no offence, but, um..

...you know some of us like to..

...sleep, eat..

Normal human behavior.

Yeah.

- It isn't a cover.

I'm putting you back in play.

I was just in. Three weeks. Long Beach.

- I need some time off. - We're on a clock.

How long before the FBI figures out he's a cop?

Find Dean. Find out what Franzine's planning.

- Use your old cover.

I closed that cover out. Remember, Carter?

He shows back up, a lot of questions.

We don't have time to work up new credentials.

You had good contacts, use them.

- This is a lot to do alone. - I'll find you someone.

You ever get tired of all of this?

It's starting.

Leave nothing behind.

'Just checked with the hospital.'

Brenner is still critical.

This is Carter's file. Listen to this.

'He's an undergrad at UCLA. Third generation cop.'

'Eighteen years in.'

'He's worked everything from vice to narcotics.'

He's got these-these huge busts.

He should have a penitentiary named after him.

And three years ago he just disappeared

right off the face of the planet.

'No commendations, no arrests.'

The department has him listed as an administrative liaison.

Maybe he's a burnout. Park him behind the desk.

Yeah, but where's the desk? I mean I've called around.

'This guy doesn't even have an office.'

Guys like this don't just fade quietly into the twilight.

I counted 48 rounds before you scored a kill shot.

I'm clapping because at 50

they automatically move you to the fire department.

Do I know you?

No.

But I know you, Officer Allen.

How about I buy you some dinner?

Lt. Shaw, I don't know why I'm here, but if this is social--

You've applied to get out of Valley Division 10 times

in the last 9 months. Crash, metro, vice, anti-gang.

It takes two years to transfer into those units.

'What's the rush, Officer Allen?'

Just eager for some real work, sir.

Your application says that your family's from New Jersey.

Yes, sir, Bergen County.

You haven't made one call to the East Coast

in the past three years.

That's your best side, by the way.

'Sealed file, not easy to get.'

Let me ask you something, Jaimie.

Is there anything on your academy application

that was true?

Must be hard work, keeping it all straight.

Living a lie to your friends, co-workers, boyfriends.

But if that were me I'd lie about it too.

It's taken me a long time, but I'm not that person anymore.

So was the LAPD your repentance?

Not many people can or want to see past

what's in the file, lieutenant.

You're wanting me to apologize for lying?

It's not gonna happen.

What do you see out there?

Cars, people.

I see the guy in need of his next fix.

'The girl who just made her rent in the backseat of a car.'

I see the mother who just lost her son in a drive-by.

I see everything that needs to be fixed.

I can teach you to see that way too.

How?

I run a...how should I call it? Special unit, deep cover.

Independent of standard departmental jurisdiction.

That means no one knows about us.

If you want some real work, show me who you really are

and maybe, possibly redeem yourself

here's your chance.

- We're about perception.

Or more accurately deception.

And you're one hell of a liar, Jaimie.

That's something I can really use.

'Dean's not your responsibility.'

I brought him to Carter.

Doesn't mean that you've to go chasing after him

every time he does something stupid.

He can take care of himself.

You don't believe that anymore than I do.

I hope Carter's losing sleep over this too.

He would, if he slept.

You're supposed to be on break.

I'll be back as soon as I can, babe.

I'm not worried about when you'll come back.

I'm worried about who you are when you do.

Come here.

Come-come here, come here.

It's not forever.

But if I do well with Carter, the sky is the limit for us.

You've been saying that for a year.

I think you like this.

Detective, Chief

Mayor..

...Governor.

- Husband. - Yeah.

Not yet. Not yet.

Ramone.

- Been a minute. - Yeah. It's been long, man.

It's been long enough that people were assuming

that you were either dead or worse...arrested.

None of the above.

But I was in Florida, which is damn near death.

Is that right

Check it out. I landed in Tampa right the next day.

One of the cats gets picked up on parole violation.

I'm stuck like Chuck, laying low ever since in Miami.

So, uh...whose crew?

A Russian dude, Litchko. You know him?

Yeah, five years in Riverbend.

You mean Pelican Bay?

Look here, Ramone, I need a big payday.

Okay. It's obvious you don't watch the news, huh?

We're in a bit of a recession.

I heard Franzine's back in town.

Come on, man, let me tell you something, dog.

You don't just send in a resume to Franzine.

He picks you, man.

I'm on my last leg here, man.

You know, anything I had I lost in Florida.

If I don't get something soon, Ramone, I'm done, I'm toast.

Alright. I'll tell you what I'm gonna do for you.

This guy might have some work.

I'll let him know that me and you go way back.

'They call him Wade.'

- 'But you gonna do us a favor'' - Anything.

You're not gonna go around asking about Franzine no more.

- Done.

We got an ID match off the video.

'Dean Philips, state-raised in Chino, carjacking, assault'

'and three years at Fresno for armed robbery.'

Yeah, it sounds like someone Franzine might recruit.

That's the thing. It feels too much like that.

When I was in Miami, one of the things we used to do

is help undercover agents with false identities.

'You construct an alias, so if anyone's looking'

they go right down that path.

This looks like something we would do.

Can you try to find a match with him on LAPD database?

You think this guy is a cop?

You catch Carter's face when he saw that video?

Like he caught his kid stealing from his wallet.

Yeah, yeah, I think he's working for Carter.

- We're closed.

Keep it walking.

Come on.

Yeah, baby.

Where's Wade?

Hold up, homes.

Ramone says you got some skills. Where did you educate?

Ah, you know, here and there. Mostly Folsom five year program.

What type of gainful employment you looking for?

I was thinking about, uh, robbing Franzine.

Never heard of him.

Hey, I'll get in contact with you.

Maybe.

You know, if I could, if I could just know what the job was.

Well, then don't think about the job.

Just think about life the day after the job.

Or..

...you could just think about the money.

I didn't believe it when Ramone told me you were back.

Gina.

But there you are.

You just gonna walk away?

Is that supposed to be ironic?

Pull up a chair. I can explain.

The things you said to me..

...before you left.

I thought that there's more to you.

What you see is what you get.

I see you got a way with the ladies.

Come on.

Checked you out. Everyone seems to like you. You a good earner.

I try, you know?

So when a small-time hump like yourself starts asking around

about somebody like Franzine

they either...stupid

or something else.

You something else?

Uh, alright. Just be cool, man.

License and registration.

How you doing, officer? Yeah, sure.

'Hey, man. Stop.'

Man, what the..

What'd you...man, what'd you do that--

- You just shot a cop, man!

You was the only witness.

Do the math.

I want in with Robert Franzine.

I don't know him.

You know what'll make this all good? If I blow your head off.

And leave my gun in your dead hands.

Then it's just another routine traffic stop gone bad.

You feel me?

- Alright

Alright, alright, alright.

A man I do business with

contacted me about a house someplace untraceable, safe.

What this got to do with Franzine?

Only time me and him do business is when Franzine is in town.

Where's the house?

East LA, man.

On Torres.

Only two people know this happened. Me and you.

If I hear you tried to cut a deal on me or tried roll on me

I'll let the streets know you was ratting Franzine.

Nod your head so I know you heard me.

Now run.

We don't give out awards.

'You can get up now.'

- I'm good.

Where's the cell phone?

What cell phone?

I-I-I don't. I..

My cell phone.

'I said no outside calls.'

Anyone you talk to outside this room

you're gonna have to lie to.

Lying brings suspicion and suspicion compromises us.

- Shut up. - That's right.

- I thought I was clear on this. - You were. You were.

Who were you talking to?

I was lining up gear like you told me to.

'Do you remember that?'

Okay, wait. Okay, alright, fine.

I called my girlfriend. Alright.

That's it. It's no big deal.

Okay, look, look. Franzine, just--

'What else was he lying about?'

Anyone got a problem with this?

- No, sir. - No.

Hold on.

It's a four way split now, right?

Alright, they cleared out the house already

but I saw Dean throw this in the garbage.

- No.

Whose blood?

'In front of the new girl?'

Come on. You serious?

You and Tracy get on this right away.

I want to know everything about him.

Franzine shot someone. I think one of their own.

Our boy did absolutely nothing to stop it.

His face, exactly the same as city of industry.

I'm telling you, no fear, no emotion.

I mean absolutely nada.

I know what you're thinking, but maybe

there was nothing he could do.

I threw out a smoke signal.

Same one you always have us use. He ignored it.

- In the tire wall.

'Carter.'

'I think you've been followed.'

You parked in the red zone.

You guys skip stakeout class at Quantico?

Try blending in, move around a little, eat something.

Who says we're on a stakeout?

Ah, I forgot. All you Feds get your porno DVDs down here.

That my file?

Am I as interesting on paper?

Yeah.

I was sorry to read about your wife.

You knew that kid in the video, didn't you?

Who is he?

Don't follow me again.

Or what?

I'll have you towed.

'- A bank.

'I want to get him alone.'

I left him a message. All he's got to do is look down.

Turn it, turn it, turn it.

'Okay, turn it.'

- First rule.

You never break off communication.

Rules? Your rules are gonna get me a bullet.

Tell me why I shouldn't pull you out?

- Because I know what I'm doing. - 'He was an FBI agent.'

The guy you left for dead, Dean.

He should've had better cover.

They have you on video dumping the body.

He dies, then you're up for murder.

- Then no one can help you. - Well, no one can help me now.

How long before the FBI knows you're a cop?

Longer than Franzine, would take to find this.

You think, he doesn't sweep the car?

They shot someone in front of you.

So what was I supposed to do, break my cover?

We can take them on the shooting right now.

- Right now. - Don't have time for this.

You're not out by the time we're--

- You watched him shoot him. Okay. So what, Ty?

- I'm pulling you out. - No. No, you're not.

'I have to finish this.'

You stay out of my way, we'll all live a little longer.

'Get out of the car.'

Get out of the car.

Hope that wasn't a big mistake.

His name is Warren Volt.

Consultant for a company called Armitus.

They do corporate finance in Riyadh, London, and New York.

Mostly manage portfolios for wealthy individuals.

'What's the connection between the bank and Volk?'

'That we don't know.'

Then we need someone in the bank.

Is there some kind of...plan?

What did Carter promise you?

A promotion or something?

Maybe he thinks I have more to offer than traffic cites.

Two things to know about Carter.

There's nothing he wouldn't do to protect us

and there's nothing he wouldn't do to get his man.

What's wrong with that?

Sometimes you don't know which comes first.

Is that what happened to Dean?

Dean's a different story.

You know that family, Jaimie, the one you see in the movies?

You know, the nice house, white fence, cute little dog?

That's Dean's family. Parents expect a lot from him.

Go to college, meet a nice girl, get a job.

Except our boy Dean wants more.

He decides he's got a higher calling.

So he joined the police, and then along comes Carter

with his big ideas.

He sounds like a poster boy.

What's the problem?

You start spending more time as an addict or a thief

or even a killer than you do as yourself.

Sooner or later, you'll forget what parts are your cover

and what parts are you.

How long can you pretend to be something

before you become it, right?

But that's just it.

And that's our boy. Let's go.

Looks like a good evening for you, Mr. Owens.

- Manager of Gulf Interbank.

So I guess you must be Mrs. Owens.

Owens says Volk's been in the bank four times

past three months.

Using the name Monroe, he goes into a safety deposit box.

- That's the thing.

Owens never seen him come or go with anything.

He says Volk's paranoid. He uses bodyguards.

He's in and out in a minute.

Why does Franzine need to take him at the bank?

Private bank, no walk-ins. Uh, more controllable.

What if Franzine wants what Volk has in his box..

...but Volk is not planning on taking it out.

Franzine would have to steal it from his safety deposit box.

He would need the bank's key and Volk's key.

Owens says Volk has an appointment.

9 A.M. tomorrow morning.

Then we're gonna be there too.

What do we do about Dean?

'I know Dean means something to you both'

but if he's turned, how far do we go to stop him?

You shoot him.

Because if he has turned, he'll shoot you first.

Okay, I've tapped into the security camera feeds.

But I can't control them...yet.

Ten minutes.

- Hollis. - 'It's Boyle.'

'We got a hit off the LAPD database.'

'Dean Phillips is Dean Bendis.'

- 'He's a cop.' - Okay.

Find Lieutenant Shaw right now. I'm on my way back.

- Mr. Greene. - Thank you.

'This way, Mr. Volk.'

Volk's here. Owen's taking him into the vault.

No sign of Franzine, yet.

- Put your gun on the floor. - 'Let's go.'

Get your hands in the air.

Get those hands up. Go, go.

Hands, Hands, Hands, Hands.

Come on. Move 'em. Keep them up.

There's nothing in here you'd want.

I don't want that.

I want you.

They're out of the vault. Franzine has Volk.

What's Dean doing?

Let's go. Get your hands in the air.

- Dean's leaving with them. - Damn it. Call it in.

Lieutenant Shaw just called a 211 in progress

at the Gulf Interbank here downtown.

- Yeah.

Let's go.

You ain't get no money, man? Where the money?

You need to be straight with me.

Two dead, one kidnapping. You should've been straight with me.

I keep asking myself why, why would you chase

a bank robber all the way from DC?

This was never about Franzine, was it?

This is about Volk.

You need to tell me everything you know, now.

Alright. Warren Volk works for a guy named Tariq.

Tariq is a guy with money in dark places.

Volk made a deal. He wanted to turn against his boss.

So Volk goes into hiding. Gets word to us

that he's gathering evidence against Tariq.

And I'm guessing that that evidence is right here.

How does Franzine figure into this?

Tariq hired Franzine to find Volk.

You follow me, you check up on me.

You use me as bait..

...and in the infinite wisdom of the FBI

you decide to keep all that from me in my own backyard?

Your own backyard is the Wild West.

We thought Dean Bendis was a part of Franzine's crew.

It turns out it wasn't an act. He is.

Oh, my God.

I'm telling you. Every single thing Dean did in the bank

said he was in with Franzine.

I'm not sure.

Right as I left, he looked at me.

He looked at you. That's great.

He knew I wasn't a teller. He made me.

He didn't do anything. He's still playing this out.

- I don't know.

I can't explain it. I've a feeling.

You've been with us half a day. We should bank on your feeling?

They destroyed the evidence.

If they wanted Volk dead, they could've killed him but didn't.

Something else is going on.

- Yeah. - 'Carter.'

'Dean's transponder just came on.'

Get in.

I was hired by your boss.

I know you're gathering evidence against him for the FBI.

'Tell me what you told them.'

Tariq's a terrorist.

'He's financed bombings in London and Madrid.'

He's used his charities to raise money for extremist camps.

Right now he's laundering money

for a dozen terrorist organizations.

That's all I needed.

Wait a minute.

I didn't sign on to be a hired killer.

For $5 million, you'll be whatever I tell you to be.

Shut up, shut up. Stop, stop. Right there. Stop.

Don't move. Don't move.

Disappear.

On the ground now.

Don't.

I'm a cop.

A cop?

You really believe that?

What do you make, 50

You're wasting your talents.

- I can give you anything. - Stop.

I've watched you.

'I know what you are.'

You're no cop.

Drop it.

FBI gets Volk, LAPD Gets credit for Franzine.

Yeah, and they don't even have to get shot at.

You sure you want to do this?

What, I'm supposed to go back to patrol now?

- No, I'm with you.'

Everybody gets what they want.

What do you want, partner?

Come on. You really think I would have left that picture

of Volk if you hadn't been there?

So you knew the patrol car was gonna pick up that FBI agent?

Shift change 1 A.M.

Access road's the fastest way back to the station.

That was the first thing they teach you downtown.

There's going under

and then there's stepping over.

I get scared when I don't know the difference.

Maybe that's why you got me, right?

Don't scare me again.

This is from Carter. He said you can keep it.

Gina.

'Come on. Come on.'

Carter.