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( distant siren wailing )

And who
might you be?

( Clicking )
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- Priest: Who are you?
- I already told you.

I wanted to let Jesus Christ
into my life.

I have a feeling you'll be meeting
Jesus quite soon.

The only question
is how much it'll hurt before you do.

What the fuck kind of priest are you?

Please watch
your language.

Fuck you,
motherfucker.

- ( Coughs )
- There's no call for profanity.

Spend some time
with our confused friend.

See if you can show him the light.

Well, I thought
he'd never leave.

( gasps )

See, now, that
won't be necessary.

Shut your mouth.

( groans )

( panting )

( grunts )

- Fuck me.
- Man: Down!

Get him!
I need him alive!

( Grunts )

( panting )

( yells )

Fuck!

Ah!

- ( Gordon chuckles )
- Deva: Like that.

Good morning,
everybody.

- Max: Hey, Mom.
- Deva: Hey.

- Hi.
- Deva: That's sick! I love it.

- That's pretty cool.
- How did you sleep?

Good.

- Deva: Do you like it?
- Max: Yeah.

Me, too.
It's awesome.

Hey, you know what?
Let's go outside and try it out.

- You gonna do an awesome trick?
- Oh, yeah.

- I think you are.
- ( Max chuckles )

I miss this.

And I missed you.

Do you think we could ever
get it back?

I don't know.

Probably not this,
but maybe something different.

Something better?

I'm sorry
I lied to you.

I know.

Carrie: Sometimes when you live
with a lie for long enough,

it starts to feel
like the truth.

- Hey, Alma.
- Hey.

Proctor arrest.
You up for it?

Sure looks like
a lot of paperwork.

How much is it
gonna cost me?

Are you kidding me?

- It's Proctor. It's on the house.
- Thanks.

Besides, we both know
you would just screw it up.

- Hey, Emmett.
- Sheriff.

- You come for these?
- No.

- I don't deserve that badge.
- Come on.

No one deserves it
more than you.

Have you heard back
from the D.A.'s office?

You let me worry
about the D.A., okay?

- Listen, what I did to those men--
- They had it coming.

- Not from me.
- Well, if not from you...

Listen, Emmett,
there are rules,

- and then there's what's right.
- And then there's God.

Yeah, God kind of takes all the fun
out of the argument.

This job is doing
something to me.

I can't risk becoming
the man I was last night.

- So, what are you gonna do?
- Meg's sister lives down in Florida.

I'm gonna head
down therefor a while.

See what it feels like.

I hate to lose you.

You know, you may have
everyone else fooled,

not me.

How's that?

I know you're
a good man.

It's been an honor
to work with you.

You, too.

Woman on P.A.:
Dr. Hadman to E.R. bay 13.

Dr. Hadman
to ER. bay 13.

( heart monitor beeping )

Hey, man,

give me some
fuckin' morphine.

( Wheezes )
I'm dyin' here.

I've been ringing this bell
for a fuckin' hour already.

Where the fuck
do you people go?

Oh, shit.

- That's right.
- You gotta tell Proctor

I didn't tell them
anything.

By the time
they came to me,

they knew all about it.

What the fuck are you doing?
That's my fuckin' morphine drip!

- ( Wheezing )
- You won't be needing that anymore.

( Wheezing continues )

You were paid to transport
Mr. Proctor's merchandise

and keep
your mouth shut.

You chose to speak
to the authorities.

As such, Mr. Proctor
has asked me to inform you

that your services
will no longer be required.

Get the fuck
away from me--

( groans )

( wheezing )

( gasping )

( gasps )

( monitor hums )

( rapid beeping )

What are you
doing here, Sugar?

You came to see me
when I was inside.

I'm just returning
the favor.

Seeing if there's
anything you need.

Yeah?

And where
was your friendship

while Hood was
making his plans?

A simple warning is all
I would have needed.

Hood, he doesn't
consult with me.

Yeah?

Would you have told me
if he had?

Kai...

I've known you
since you were a kid.

We may not
be friends,

but in some way,
we're still family.

We're not family.
Not anymore.

You made your choice.

And don't come back.

Kai, it doesn't
have to be this way.

Yes, it does.

I forgave what I could,
given the years you lost for me.

But when I get out of here--
and I will get out of here--

I'll be coming
for Hood.

And if you're standing between
us, I'll cut you down

without
a second thought.

( knocks )

You shouldn't have
come here.

Hey, boss, we might have a glitch
with Proctor's case.

Just get your son and go.
You can't ever come back here.

Why are you
helping me?

I know what it feels like
to be trapped in your own life.

Siobhan: I went to check
on Juliet.

She missed her shift
at the Savoy.

- Juliet: And> what about you? 00:13:49,836
- Juliet: Thank you.
- Just go.

Siobhan: I swung
by the day care center.

Apparently, she pulled her son out
in the middle of the day.

The director there had a feeling
she's not coming back.

Smart girl.

- What about your case against Proctor?
- She was never gonna testify.

Anyway, we've got a stronger
case with Longshadow.

Hi.

Lucas: He has a list of people
Proctor extorted

to clear the land
for the new casino.

And you think Longshadow's gonna
see that through?

He wants Proctor out of his hair
for good.

The charges against my uncle
will soon be dropped.

You've nothing
to worry about.

But I am worried,
Rebecca.

I don't doubt for a moment
Proctor's lawyers

will buy his way
out of a few gun charges.

But the cops have papers linking him
to the Kinaho Moon

and I can't have that.

That sounds
like something

you should talk to him about
when he gets out.

- Siobhan: Why now?
- What?

Proctor-- why now?

That's why I'm here,
isn't it?

I don't know
why you're here.

I've been trying
to pinpoint in my mind

what it is about you--
procedure, protocols, laws--

you just don't have
patience for any of it.

Rebecca,

your uncle
has had a long run,

but his luck's
about to run out.

I don't think that they're gonna
take him down for this,

I know it, because I'm gonna
help them do it.

Why are you
telling me this?

It's time for you
to make a choice.

Why me?

I like you.

( Chuckles )

The warrant is specific
to the basement

and excludes any and all other
rooms of the house.

So, it could be argued
that the subbasement

in which the contraband
was found

wasn't on the warrant
and is, therefore, inadmissible.

- Would that work?
- 50/50.

Depends
on the judge.

Meanwhile, I'm pushing for
a new bail hearing.

The A.D.A. is arguing
flight risk.

But all the new ones do that,
so I will push it through.

It'll just take
a day or two.

What about Longshadow?

Well, that's a whole
'nether ball of wax.

- You sure he's gonna go through with it?
- Rebecca: He seemed very sure.

Yeah. Well, we'll have to
see what he's got.

Until then, my number one
priority is to get you out of here.

So I will call you
as soon as I have anything new.

- Thank you.
- Rebecca, I will wait for you outside.

What is it?

It never rains,
but it pours.

You're worried
about Alex?

Well, he picked a hell of a time
to grow some balls.

Well, can't Sperling
do anything about that?

Maybe.

Maybe.

Uncle?

Just go home, Rebecca.
I'll talk to you tomorrow.

Okay.

- ( pounds )
- ( door opens )

You've got
another visitor.

Mother.

Hello, Kai.

You look tired.

I'm not tired.

Just older.

Why are you here?

A mother hears
her son is alone

and in trouble.

Well...

I've been alone
for many years, Mother--

for my entire
adult life.

As have I.

Does my father
know you're here?

Your father
demands contrition

from everyone
except himself.

As I get older,

I have far less patience
for arrogance

disguised
as righteousness.

- And yet you stay.
- And yet I stay.

I was not raised
to think there was another way.

By the time I came
to it on my own,

I was an old lady.

I failed you, Kai.

I let the dogma
of small-minded men

determine your fate

when I should have been
protecting you...

the way any other mother
in the world

would have
protected her young.

And now I see you
in here, and I know

that we put you here--

your father and I.

Your crimes,
whatever they may be,

are my crimes.

( sobs softly )

May I come
see you again?

Yeah.

( door slides open )

( slides shut )

( distant siren wailing )

- ( door opens )
- Can I help you?

Captain Julias Bonner,
NYPD.

So you are not
here to pray?

No.

Just doing a little legwork
for the FBI.

- Priest: Where is Agent Racine?
- They don't seem to know.

Maybe that's why
they asked me to drop by...

to see if maybe
you knew.

I haven't seen
Agent Racine in a while.

He was not
a healthy man.

Bonner: But he did come in here
from time to time.

Yes. He was looking
for my brother.

I take it you haven't heard
from him, either.

If I had, do you think
I would tell you?

No, I guess
you wouldn't.

I don't suppose you'd allow me to
search the place.

Yes, of course,
as soon as you show me your warrant.

Why all this interest?
Surely you have more pressing cases.

( Chuckles )
Oh, yes.

But you never seem to forget
the one that got away.

I almost nailed him
a long time ago.

I picked up this kid
doing a job for him.

Diamonds.

It's for you.

Turns out
it was Rabbit who tipped us off.

I tried to turn the kid,
but he was,

you know, committed.

Everyone must live or die
by their own code.

Of course.

( chuckles ) Well, you have
a good day, Father.

Have a good day.

Rabbit:
They're closing in--

the intruder last night,
now this cop.

They will be
here soon.

I had hoped to be
a bit stronger

when I faced them.

( Heart monitor beeping )

Priest: It was a mistake sending
the assassin after them.

We should have waited
until you were healthy.

The only mistake
was her failure.

You could not have
foreseen that.

( Beeping accelerates )

( rapid beeping )

( Yelps )

- Who the fuck are you?
- I'm a nurse, man.

Rabbit: What about this intruder?

He proved more resourceful
than we imagined.

There are only so many hospitals
in the city. We will find him.

- Job: Which one?
- New York Presbyterian.

- Was I shot?
- No, dude. You got hit by a car.

Rabbit: We have to assume
he will get word to them.

He was badly hurt.
He may not get word to anyone.

- How long have I been here?
- I don't know. My shift started at noon.

- Are the cops here?
- Why would the cops be here?

Priest: I have called everyone in.

We will be
ready for them.

What the hell are you doing?
No, you can't get out of bed.

- Tell me where my fucking clothes are.
- You can't go anywhere.

- They're gonna fucking kill me, man.
- No one's gonna kill you.

They're gonna fucking kill me.

You have a serious concussion.
You can't go anywhere.

- The fuck I can't.
- Please just get back in the bed!

- I need some help in here!
- Get the fuck off me!

( Panting )

Hey, sorry
to keep you waiting.

It's all right.
I just got here.

Hey, Laura, can I get
a cup of coffee?

A few days ago,
that building blew up.

Word is it was
an ecstasy lab.

Proctor?

Well, not that we can
prove, but, yeah.

Thanks.

I've requested a forensics team
from the DEA,

but first they gotta
find us on a map.

So I'm guessing this
is not a defective gas line.

Mm-mm, truck went through a
wall and then the place went sky-high.

Is that it? I mean, why are you
showing me this?

Because the day
before this happened,

I was out there with Hood and Emmett.
We shook down some guys.

We found out this is where
they're making the drugs.

And Hood desperately wanted
to tie it to Proctor,

- but we couldn't.
- And then it blows up.

Just like that.

And then he busts
Proctor on a warrant

based on information
from a confidential informant.

Exactly. And I wouldn't bet
the farm on that warrant.

Shit.

What the hell
is he up to?

George.

Long day?

The only kind
I seem to be having these days.

Drink?

No.

That was some stunt
you pulled with the council.

Oh, George,
don't be a sore loser.

Men voted
their consciences.

Well, I'm sure
you've heard

that your
good friend Proctor

has once again
been incarcerated.

Proctor's
no friend of mine.

As a matter of fact,
I'm taking measures

to make sure he goes
down for the count.

Maybe I
underestimated you.

But maybe you
underestimated me, too.

This dagger

belonged to my
great-grandfather.

It's handed down
as a totem

to the first-born male
of each generation

when he comes of age.

So far, every man in my family

who has carried
this knife

has had occasion
to use it.

Of course,
I have no sons.

Is this your
occasion, George?

Is that why
you're here?

I didn't think so.

( sighs )

- ( thumps )
- ( gasps )

- ( footsteps receding )
- ( door opens )

Carrie: It's hard to know
when I realized it.

Little girls
love their fathers.

And mine
was so loving,

so attentive.

And he kept me
in this little world,

and I had no other reality
to compare it to.

So what changed?

Kids in school.

They started
to tease me.

And you know
how kids can be.

Then this one day,
I was walking home from school

and I passed by
a newsstand.

And my father's picture
was on the front page of every paper.

So I bought a copy
and I read it.

And I didn't understand much--
I was about 11,

but I understood
enough.

They were saying that my father had
had people killed.

So I took the paper
and I put it on his pillow...

and I went to sleep.

And then the next morning,
he was sitting in my room

in an old rocking chair
I had in the corner,

just rocking
back and forth, staring at me.

And for the first time in my life,
I was scared of him.

Jesus, Carrie.

But then he
picked me up...

put me in his lap,
and I was barely awake...

kissed me on my head,

and just rocked me
back and forth

and I almost
fell asleep again.

He was my daddy.

Hey.

that's enough.

You'll have plenty of time
to tell me the rest of it.

- Yeah, I should get going.
- No, no, no. Shh.

No.

No, you shouldn't.

You Okay?

Yeah. I'm just thinking
about Emmett.

Yeah.

I just can't believe
he lost it like that.

Well, I don't think
he did lose it.

I think he made
a conscious choice.

They hurt his family,

- he needed to make 'em pay.
- We would have made them pay.

Yeah, but he needed it
to come from him.

Think of it like
you and Breece.

Look, there is
a point at which

any one of us will do
exactly what Emmett did.

It's just a question of what
puts us in that situation

where the circumstances
outweigh the consequences.

We go to the Cadi every day

and we're supposed to be
dealing in justice,

but...

all we're really doing
is enforcing a set of rules.

But justice--
real justice--

is personal.

Sometimes the only way
to get it

is with your own
two hands.

You scare the shit out of me
when you say things like that.

You're the one
that wanted me to talk more.

( cell phone ringing )

Yeah, I'm starting to
have second thoughts.

( Siobhan giggles )

You're the only sheriff
that doesn't answer his phone.

( ringing continues )

What?

You need to get your ass
to New York now.

Job?

I'm in deep shit here, man.

Whoa, slow down, slow down.
Where are you?

In the hospital
is where I am.

New York Presbyterian,
room 307.

- And if Rabbit get here first, I'll be--
- You found him?

Yeah, I found him.

- Now he gonna find me.
- I'm on my way.

- What? What's wrong?
- I have to go.

What, just like that?

You don't think I'm entitled to more
of an explanation than that?

Yeah, you are, but right now I just
don't have time.

Well, are you
coming back?

- Not tonight.
- How about even?

I don't know.

- Then don't go.
- I have to.

( sighs )

I don't think
I can do this anymore.

I mean, I don't
even know who you are.

I know.

I'm sorry.

( Door closes )

- Hello, Brock.
- ( coughs )

Shit.
Sorry about that.

- It's fine.
- Wasn't expecting anyone, clearly.

Don't worry about it.

What the hell are you doing here?
I got the night shift.

I have to leave town
tonight.

- Where are you going?
- It's not important.

- For how long?
- I don't know.

( sighs )

You're in charge.

Yeah, because that
worked out so well last time.

Hood.

Who the hell are you?

You're a good man, Brock.
Take care.

( Gasping )

(knocking on door)

Are you
expecting anyone?

No. lt's okay.
I got it.

( Knocking )

Are you expecting
somebody?

- Hood, what the hell is this?
- Carrie here?

- Are you serious?
- If she's here, I need to see her now.

- Go fuck yourself.
- Gordon, it's okay.

- Yeah, the hell it is.
- What is it?

- What?
- Job found Rabbit.

- Oh, my God. Where?
- New York.

Job's hurt.
I'm going now.

- I'm coming.
- What?

- Give us a minute.
- We have to go, now.

Give us a minute.
Gordon, honey--

Look, this is your first night
back in this house.

I know, but if Rabbit's
in New York--

- None of this shit makes any sense.
- I know it doesn't.

But I have to do this, to protect us,
to protect our family.

- If we're gonna have a chance--
- And how are we gonna have a chance

when he keeps showing up here?
What is it with you?

Why is any of this
your problem?

Don't look at her,
I'm the one talking to you.

I don't have time for this shit.
You can stay here if you want.

Hey, stop fucking
talking to her.

- Don't you turn your back on me.
- Gordon, stop it!

- Fuck you!
- Jesus Christ!

Now, how many times
are you gonna ruin our lives?

- This has nothing to do with you.
- Gordon, put the gun down.

- You don't understand.
- What, are you protecting him?

No.

What the hell is this?
Are you fucking him?

- Is that what this is?
- No, it isn't.

Then what the hell
is it, then?!

If he doesn't get that gun
out of my fucking face,

- I'm gonna fuckin' kill him.
- Stop it.

You're gonna kill me?
I don't think so.

- I don't give a fuck what you think.
- You show up at my house

- looking for my wife--
- You don't know what's going on,

- so back off!
- I will blow your fucking head off!

- Last chance!
- He's Deva's father!

What...?

What did you say?

Gordon...

Gordon...

I will tell you
everything.

But right now
I have to go.

Carrie:
I have to go.

Why?

Because I have
to kill him.

Or die trying.

(truck engine starts )

I meant what I said--
either he dies or we do.

Nothing less.

I couldn't
agree more.

( Heart monitor beeping )

( beeping continues )

( elevator bell rings )

( heart monitor beeping )

( gunshots )

( heart monitor beeping )

- ( gasps )
- ls that any way to greet an old friend?

- Asshole.
- Can you move?

- Barely.
- Come on, let's get you--

( grunts )

- ( gunshot )
- Oh! Fuck!

( Nurses screaming )

- ( gunshot )
- Shots fired on the third floor.

Request police backup.
Drop your weapon!

( Grunting )

( gunshot )

( gasps )

Help!

Drop it!
Drop the gun now.

Come out and drop
the gun now.

( speaking Ukrainian )

( nurse whimpering )

( speaking Ukrainian )

I'll kill her.

( Nurse screams )

No, you won't.

( whimpering )

( panting )

What took you
so long?

- He had a friend.
- Job: How about a little less talk

and a little more
getting the fuck out of here?

- ( Distant sirens wailing )
- Shit.

Let's move.

( Chatter )

I want men
in all four stairwells.

And be careful. The shooter might
still be in the building.

You two, with me.

I want you to head
down there, make a loop.

We'll meet back up
at ICU.

Son of a bitch!
Move, move, move!

- ( sirens wailing )
- ( helicopter blades whirring )

Lucas: So what the hell
were you thinking,

trying to take him out
on your own?

I saw an opening
and I took it.

Would have finished
him right there

if it hadn't been
for that psycho priest.

- Priest?
- Yulish.

- What, you know him?
- He's my uncle.

I never met him, but my father used
to talk about him.

I always got the feeling
that he was scared of him.

Are there any members
of your family

who aren't
homicidal maniacs?

- We'll go in tomorrow.
- Job: I know the layout.

- I should come with you.
- You can't even stand, Job.

It's just a concussion, man.
You get them every day.

The inside of your head
must look like a Jackson Pollock.

Can't have you
slowing us down, okay?

Job: lt's not exactly
an arsenal.

Yeah, we had to leave
in a bit of a hurry.

Hey, Pony still dealing guns
in these parts?

Only dealing Pony's
doing is blow jobs in Sing Sing.

( gun clips clicking )

But you know
who is still around?

- You think?
- I'd have heard if someone took him out.

Who?

An old friend.

He's using a very liberal
definition of the word "friend."

- Think he'd remember me?
- The question is, do you want him to?

( Clicking )

( door closes )

Your men...?

They are dead.

Then they have come.

Yes.

I spent 15 years

searching
for my daughter.

And now
she hunts me.

Tell me, Yulish.

Do you really
believe in God?

I do, yes.

Rabbit: To me...

God always felt
like something men made up

to feel less alone.

And now...

I am more alone
than I have ever been.

I don't trust you.

I don't give a shit.

Rabbit: And instead of
wishing for God...

I am praying...

that He does not exist.

( door clangs shut )

Because if He does...

dead or alive...

there will be
no peace for me.

My sins will follow me
beyond the grave.

( distant sirens wailing )
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