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- Ride with me?

- No.

- Please? - No.

- You are so stupid.

- I didn't realize I was a mirror.

- That is not funny.

You're stupid, not me.

- Okay, come on.

- No, I'm staying.

- I have shit to do.

- Like what? - Let's go.

- Mope and cry about James all day?

I heard he dumped you 'cause you wouldn't put out.

- All right, you wanna stay out here?

Fine.

- Wait, what does put out mean?

♪ Lay without you ♪

♪ Hope you smile ♪

- Have you seen your sister?

- She's outside.

- Damn it, Tess, I told you,

I don't want her out there alone.

- What's gonna happen?

We live in a gated community.

- You can get this back when you show me a little respect.

Now you wanna go out and get your sister?

- Fine.

Ugh.

Mom said to come inside!

Casey, if this is a joke, it isn't funny.

Casey!

Casey, where are you?

Casey!

Casey?

- Casey!

I have been out looking for my daughter all night.

My baby's bicycle was in the middle of the road.

You cannot wait 48 hours.

Oh, no trust me, I have been out in the neighborhood

all night because you all would not do your jobs.

Calm down, calm down?

My baby girl is out there--

- You, let's go.

- Do your jobs!

- Lower your voice.

Lower your voice.

- This is a joke.

- Right now--

- What is that, like your sister's jacket?

- What are you, like a comedian?

- Wanna tell me why you were

stalking a police officer, young man?

- Stalking, no, that's a bit much.

- You followed him from work back to his apartment.

I dunno about you, but sounds a little bit

like stalking to me, scoot.

- I need you to do your freakin' job.

That's what I need you to do.

- Lose the hood, tough guy.

I'm gonna ask you again.

Why were you stalking a police officer?

- I was bored.

- Listen, you little shit--

- Unless I'm being arrested,

I believe I have every right to leave.

- Do their freakin' jobs!

- And it sounds like you have

more important business to deal with.

- Oh my god.

- Hello, hello?

Where the, where the fuck are you?

- There's been a holdup.

- What do you mean it's been a holdup?

Yeah, I'm here.

What, hello?

Hello?

Fuck this.

Fuck, you--

- Ah, ah, ah, language.

What's this, huh?

Is this where you're taking 'em, huh?

Don't you know dealers aren't supposed to use

their own product, or I guess in your case, abuse?

- Shit!

They'll come for you, you hear me?

- Yeah, yeah, I plan on it.

- Please.

- You scared the absolute shit outta me.

- Hi to you, too.

Any of your sister?

Okay.

We keep looking, and we'll find her.

- How do you know that?

- 'Cause I'm not gonna stop until we do.

- Okay well, this is of the docks.

Why are they going to the docks?

- I dunno.

Maybe to leave the country?

- Well we can't let them do that.

- We won't, but we can't do shit

if we don't know when it's happening.

- Where are you going?

- To the docks, to make someone squeal.

- Wait, wait.

Why are you helping me?

You don't even know me.

- Because I know what it's like to be alone,

and you feel like there's no one there to help you.

So I guess I

try to help whenever I can, or some shit.

- Well you're not alone, you know that right?

- Yeah I am.

Now please, for the love of God, get some sleep.

- I should be telling you that.

- Yeah, and I wouldn't listen.

- Was it him?

- Absolutely.

- Son of a bitch.

- You underestimated him.

- He's just a kid!

- And he did this.

Imagine what else he'll do.

- Okay, then what do you suggest?

- Let me talk to him.

- No, absolutely not.

- Why not let me settle this quietly,

or do you want a bigger body count?

- Because Damien would never allow that, Ben.

- Who gives a shit?

- Shut your mouth.

Damien is in charge now, whether you like it or not.

- Well, I don't.

- Tough shit, and try not to piss him off

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- Hey.

- Okay, you know this isn't what you think, right?

- Which is what, exactly?

- We're not getting back together, or some shit, okay?

- I mean, I never said that.

- What are you doing here?

- I just,

I needed to see you

to know that you're okay.

- Do I look okay?

- I guess not.

So any news?

No news, I take it?

I'm sorry.

- Um.

- You don't have to do this alone.

I wanna help.

- There's nothing you can do.

Besides, I'm not alone.

- You're already talking to someone?

- Well, it's not like that.

- Really, what is it like then?

- All right, come on.

I have something to show you.

- What is this?

- It's basically what's been happening

right under our noses.

Remember those kidnappings that were on the news?

Those are the same guys who kidnapped Casey.

And, this guy, he's been helping me track them

for the past couple of weeks,

and he's gonna help me find her.

- Are you crazy?

- What?

- This is what you've been doing for the last four weeks,

with some guy that you don't even know.

- Well, he's not just some guy.

He's trying to help. - He could be lying to you.

He could be working with these guys, for all you know.

- Okay, well he's not.

He's trying to help me.

- This stranger just wants to help you, out of what,

the kindness of their heart,

and you just believe them?

You can't be that stupid.

- Okay, well I really...

Okay, well I don't have another choice.

My mom's too busy bitching about how it's my fault,

and the police think she's dead, so--

- What if she fucking is?

I shouldn't have said that.

- No, you shouldn't have.

Nope, ah-- - Tessa, I'm sorry.

I didn't-- - Mm, don't get near me.

- I didn't mean it, please.

- Get the fuck outta my house.

- What?

- Yeah, yeah, no, I let you in out of pity,

'cause I felt a little bit bad for you, after everything.

So, now that you're here, please get the fuck out.

Get the fuck outta my house!

Get out!

Fuck.

- Why is the kid still alive?

- Working on it.

- That's exactly what you said last time.

- Sir, please.

- The next day, Johnson's dead.

- The pig had it coming. - Don't.

- Look, I can end this.

Why not let me handle Kate?

- How do I know you have my best interest in mind?

- Haven't I proven that to you already?

I'm the one who's been in charge of the shipment,

and it's gone off--

- Gone off without a hitch?

But family is a different matter.

The bond between brothers isn't easily broken.

- It was broken a long time ago, trust me.

- Okay.

Then prove it.

I want his cold, lifeless corpse by sundown.

You have two days.

Then you'll have my trust.

- Well, that's not enough time.

- I'll do it.

I'll use what he knows.

The new shipment will be the trap.

- I hope for your sake, you don't fail.

So get the fuck out of my apartment.

- Ben wait, stop.

- What?

- Everything you said in there was bullshit,

and you know it.

- Oh really?

- You might be able to lie to him,

but you can't lie to me.

What are you really planning?

- Why can't you just trust me?

- Because I know you.

- You don't know anything about me.

- I know that you care about your brother enough

that you wouldn't do this to him.

- He's done a hell of a lot worse to me.

He deserves everything that's coming to him.

- Kade?

- When and where are they taking the kids, Skinner?

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

Okay, tomorrow, at noon.

- Where?

- Please stop. - Where?

- I swear, I don't know.

- Don't play dumb, or your jaw isn't gonna be

the only fucking thing I break.

- Kade, I swear to God, I don't know.

I just supply the boats, that's it!

- Does she look familiar to you?

- I don't know.

- Look harder!

- I don't know, maybe.

- Not good enough.

- How am I supposed to know?

They bring so many kids.

- I'm comin' back, and you better

have more information for me, you hear me?

- You think you're gonna get away with this?

- Uh-huh.

- I got my own guys too, pal, yeah.

They're gonna find you.

- Well, damn it, we missed him.

- How inconvenient.

- Where the hell were you guys?

I told you this plan was fucked.

- Get him inside.

We don't want him bleeding out.

Who is it?

Jax.

- Hello?

- Update.

- He's still playing the tough guy act,

and I don't think he's gonna follow through.

- Talk to him.

- What do you want me to do?

- What he can't.

When the time comes, finish him.

- Understood.

- Mom?

- Put it down.

You fucked with the wrong guy.

- Yeah, it's a habit.

- You don't look so tough.

- He kinda looks like a baby.

- Let's have some fun with him.

- Give it your best shot.

At least someone try to hit me.

- Shit!

- Get off!

- Hey, ah!

- What ya--

- Is he dead?

- I dunno.

- Check the body.

- I don't wanna check the body, you check the fucking body.

- He's fucking 90 pounds, check the body!

- You check the bod...

- Pussy.

- Stay down, and don't move.

- Please don't kill me.

- Call yourselves an ambulance, you'll be fine.

Stay down.

- It may be a disturbing crime caught on video.

A woman is dragged across a South LA street,

shoved into a car, and then she disappeared.

CBS News Andrea Fujihi is live

with the search for the woman,

and the man in that video, Andrea.

- Shh, it's me.

- You scared the shit out of me.

- Look, you're not supposed to be here.

How did you even find me?

- Tracked your phone.

- How did you?

You need to leave, now.

- No, I have to stay.

I have to stay for her.

- Look, I know you think you can do this, but you can't.

- Okay, well I can fight.

I wanna fight.

- No you don't.

- What?

- No!

Leave.

I'm not asking.

- Any sign of him yet?

- He's already here.

- Well, where the fuck is he?

He's never been one for subtlety.

- He just needs a little bit of motivation.

Cut the shit, Kade.

I know you're out there.

All right, I'm gonna count to five.

If you don't come out, I'm gonna splatter her brains

all over the concrete.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One. - Drop it!

- Drop it.

- You first, asshole.

- Now you.

Let's talk.

- That's a first.

- You look great.

- I've been busy.

- Messing with stuff that's none of your business.

- You made it my business when you became Damien's lapdog.

I mean, look at you, like a little toy soldier.

- You're one to talk.

- He's got you doing tricks, too?

- Enough, Kade.

Look, this vigilante act's getting old.

- I'm sorry, I need to grow up?

- Running around at night, dressed in all black,

pretending you're some sort of superhero?

Come on, this is the real world.

- You're right, this is the real world.

With very real consequences for your actions, Ben.

You're hurting people.

Kids!

- You don't know what we do.

- Oh, I know exactly what you do.

You kidnap kids, and you sell them for sex.

- Be quiet. - Am I wrong?

- Necessary actions for a better world.

- A better world?

Ripping families apart is making a better world?

Do you hear yourself?

- I've tried to help you understand.

- Oh, I understand perfectly.

You're out of your fucking mind.

- There are people out there that are worse than us, Kade.

And if they don't get what they want--

- Kids!

- They will hurt more people than you can imagine.

We're holding them at bay.

- And who are they, Ben?

'Cause the syndicate doesn't just roll over and take shit.

- There's a lot more.

- Apparently so.

- We commit lesser evil to prevent a greater one.

- You are the greater evil,

so knock it off with this saint bullshit, okay?

- Okay, Damien wants you dead.

- And I'm assuming he wants you to do it.

- It doesn't have to be this way.

- Yeah, it does.

- You're not gonna stop?

- Never.

- Okay.

Stop me.

- You wanted to live this life,

so live it.

- No.

Not like this.

- I fuckin' knew it.

Damien was right, I knew you couldn't do this.

- Stand down, insubordinate, what are you doing?

- Why can't you just do what needs to get done?

Who knew a little shit like you could cause so much trouble?

- Holy shit!

- Go, run!

- Let's go!

- Get off!

- Clear!

Let's see.

- Freeze!

Put your hands up!

- Get him!

- Who are you?

Just stay calm.

- Don't tell me to stay calm, put the gun down.

Put the gun down.

- Okay.

- I have a few questions for you, okay?

If you try to lie to me--

- You'll what, you'll shoot?

- If I have to.

- Get up!

- Jax!

Enough.

- What the fuck are you doing?

- I don't know.

I don't know.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

- Clear. - Clear.

- Better believe you'll die tonight, son of a bitch!

- Yeah!

- Shit, get down!

- Tessa?

Tessa!

- Kade?

Oh my god, are you okay?

- No, not really.

Put him down, I gotta get out of here now.

- No, no he has to tell me where she is.

- Where who is?

- My sister, you stupid bastard.

- How would he know that?

- Just put the gun down, please.

- No!

- Tessa, look at me.

You can't let him walk.

He's seen your face.

He will come after you.

- I won't say nothin', I promise.

- Shut the fuck up.

- Where is she?

Tell me where she is, where did they take her, where is she?

- I don't know.

But I've heard things.

- What sort of things?

- Wherever they take 'em, they don't come back.

Your sister's probably gone.

I'm sorry, kid.

- Tessa?

Shit!

- She's gone.

She's fucking gone.

- We don't know that.

Just give me the gun.

- Oh I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

Ow.

We're gonna find her.

Okay?

We're gonna find her.

- Okay.

- But we need to go.

Now.

Go.

- Okay.

- Go, go.

I used to think not everything is black and white.

Clean cut, or simple.

That there were no signs, just you, just me,

fighting for whatever we deemed to be right.

To one person, you're a hero.

To another, a villain.

But let's face it, we're neither.

Just you.

Just me.

At least, that's what I thought.

But I don't know anymore.

If what you said was true,

that there truly is a greater threat than the syndicate,

maybe we are on the same side.

Maybe it is just that black and white.

We need to talk.