Original subtitles

- Previously, on "Shooter..." - Don't be the man that ruins

not only his life, but the lives

of those around him.

What do you think I'd be willing to do

- to your family? - Do anything to them

your body will hit the ground before you even hear a gunshot.

You know I'm willing to take that chance.

- Are you? - Does Bob Lee know how

to stop these people?

Bob Lee's on the other side of the country.

We have to take care of ourselves.

I have to relocate us, now.

Drop your weapons! Everyone step away

from Judge Brooks or we will open fire!

You're going to prison, not the Supreme Court.

Swagger! This is how a patriot dies.

[dramatic music]

[phone ringing]

Brooks is dead.

There are no protocols if there is no Atlas.

- You and I are not finished. - I never said I was.

♪ ♪

Bob Lee Swagger? We need to take you in.

What?

I need to get to my family, Nadine.

Tell 'em I'm coming.

Don't say anything but "lawyer."

[door buzzes]

Have a seat, gentlemen.

♪ ♪

What were you doing in those woods?

Lawyer.

I'm sorry, are we under arrest?

Not yet.

So, then, we don't have to answer your questions.

Then I'll detain you

for obstructing a federal investigation.

♪ ♪

Is that a... a drainage ditch, right?

- What is that? - It's a grave.

So you used to work for Senator Hayes.

Uh, I did.

I got a Supreme Court Justice nominee

with a hole in his head

and five dead mercenaries.

And I got you two pricks sitting here acting like

it's just another day.

- We were out for a walk... - Shut up.

Swagger.

You know what it's like

to have the entire U.S. government on your ass.

So tell me, what were you doing in those woods

with Justice Brooks?

Lawyer.

Brooks begged us to take him into those woods.

He feared for his life.

He trusted no one, least of all his own security detail.

He knew there were people out to get him

for what he did in Vietnam, and he was right.

- Doesn't explain the grave. - Those, uh, mercenaries,

as you called them, they dug that.

Soon as Brooks saw it, he knew there was no way

he was making it out of those woods alive,

so he chose to go out on his own terms.

Brave man. Honorable.

♪ ♪

So are we free to go?

♪ ♪

Is he in?

Thank you.

[door closes]

What can I do for you, Red?

You asked for a draw-down in Afghanistan,

one where you could save face,

and we handled it.

Saved the country billions.

Not to mention the human cost.

You told me you guys work in the shadows.

- You want the Medal of Freedom? - No, sir.

But with Brooks' death,

we are left in a tough spot.

Well, you asked me to nominate him, and I did.

Frankly, his suicide saved him the embarrassment

of not being confirmed.

I can think of at least three Senators

who would have opposed him.

He would have been sitting in the middle

of that bench, sir, trust me.

When you were doing sit-ups on Parris Island.

I was here, sir.

Learning the ebb and flow of life and death in D.C.

- Life and death. - The tree of liberty

must be refreshed from time to time

with the blood of patriots.

You don't get to quote Jefferson to me,

and you sure as shit don't get to come into this office,

a place of dignity and Democracy,

and blithely condescend to me about your plans for murder.

I'm picking the next Supreme Court nominee.

Me. Not you and your god damn cabal.

That is your prerogative, sir...

but be advised:

For decades, Presidents have stood

on this seal, and told me...

the very same thing.

Usually early in their first term,

when they still thought they had the power

to get things done.

But...

somewhere toward the end of that first term,

when you realize just how impotent

you really are, and how the things

that we do quietly, anonymously,

change this nation for the good.

And when you want that elusive second term,

that's when you will invite me back in here and thank me.

But don't worry... by that time,

I will have forgotten this conversation.

[chuckles]

You don't run this country.

I do.

At the will of the greatest source of power:

the American people.

They're fickle.

We're loyal.

That's the reason that you and I are on

the same evacuation plan, sir.

You need me much more than them.

But forget who your friends are,

and all those things that we do for you,

and the darkness will suddenly see

the light of day.

You won't survive it.

Get out.

Mr. President.

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

Subtitles by explosiveskull

[knocking]

- both: Hey. - Did you sleep okay?

Yeah, if you wanna call it that.

Look, I need you to take Mary to Edie Poole's, okay?

You guys are gonna be safe there.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna go see Bob Lee.

I can't keep living like this.

[somber music]

Here...

- Here's the address, okay? - Okay.

She knows you're coming.

No one will think to look for you guys there.

No credit cards.

Don't take the same route home, do a lap around...

I know. I know.

- Okay. - Okay.

Come here.

- You be strong... - Yeah.

And you tell him how you feel.

He'll hear you.

Promise me you're gonna be safe, okay?

I'm gonna take great care of your girl, I promise you.

- I love you. - I love you, too.

♪ ♪

- Anything from Julie? - Nothing.

- Where's Isaac? - He's gone dark.

I figured with Brooks dead, this thing would be over,

but it's not, is it?

Yeah, I don't see any confetti or streamers.

[phone vibrating]

Hold up.

- Hello? - It's me.

Jules. I've been trying to call you.

Are you okay? How's Mary?

Yeah, we're fine. We're with Anne.

- We had to get off the grid. - Good, you did good.

- Coming to see you. - You are? When?

Tonight. Meet me at your hotel.

I can't wait.

I'll see you then.

That was Julie, she's on her way here.

- I'm glad she's okay. - Yeah, well, no offense, uh...

I need a break from you two.

I'm gonna go see my buddy, Van Tassell.

You know, with Brooks gone, maybe he knows

who the next nominee is.

See how far down Atlas goes on this.

Well, don't use your credit card.

And don't go home.

Yeah, no, I'm good.

I'll be fine. I'll get some more

of that pink pepper spray, right?

- It's powerful shit. - Yep.

Harris, wait.

Take it.

Pretty sure I should have a permit for that,

but, uh, okay.

Hey, Buddy, you might wanna slide that around

closer to your hip, unless you want a loaded gun

- pointing at your... - Say no more.

Thank you.

All right.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

Excuse me?

Do either of you have a phone

I could use right quick to make a call?

It's a local call.

I can give you the number, you can dial it.

Here, just use my phone.

- Thank you. - That's okay.

[phone vibrating]

♪ ♪

- Hello? - Nadine, it's me.

I'm on Main and Frazier, get here.

What's going on? Where's your car?

Just get here.

[line disconnects]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

Are you okay?

[grunts]

[breathing heavily]

The guy who killed Katherine Mayfield

- just tried to kill me. - What?

You sure it was the same guy?

Bob Lee and I saw him take the shot.

I trailed him to a warehouse,

but he must have seen me coming.

He got my keys, he got my phone,

set the place on fire.

But I got this off him before I blacked out.

You should call your friend at the DOJ.

We gotta get to a crime lab.

Yeah, okay, but... oh, my God.

You need to get that stitched up.

♪ ♪

Here, you do it.

What? [scoffs]

No, I'm not a doctor.

[laughing]

You can sew, can't you?

[sighs]

♪ ♪

[groaning]

- You almost done? - Complain this much

when your wife stitched you up?

No.

[hissing, gasping]

She was innocent.

She's gone.

[brakes hissing]

♪ ♪

[drill buzzing]

You and me, we're as guilty as sin,

but we're still alive.

For now.

♪ ♪

[staple clicks]

[drill hums]

♪ ♪

[keypad beeping]

[machine beeping]

How long is this gonna take?

I'll call Margo, see if she can get

more people on it.

Hey, Margo, it's me again.

Call me back.

[phone beeps]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[vending machine clunks]

- Nadine Memphis? - Yep.

[dramatic sting]

[pop music playing over speakers]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[dramatic musical sting]

♪ ♪

[door rattling]

[dramatic, thrilling music]

♪ ♪

Through that door.

♪ ♪

[panting]

Jesus... Okay, okay.

Okay, okay, yeah.

Take it... just take it, it's fine.

The recent death of Supreme Court Justice nominee

Raymond Brooks, the final seat

on the Supreme Court sits vacant.

The President's choice is expected later this week,

despite many on the Senate demanding

that the nomination be postponed.

[knocking on door]

- Hey, baby. - Hi.

- Oh, I missed you. - Yeah.

Got us some wine...

room service on the way.

Bob Lee?

I'm done.

I'm done with you being an absent father.

I'm done with living in danger.

I'm done with Mary living in danger.

I'm just done.

[tense music]

Shit...

When you said you wanted to meet, I...

never thought it was about this.

I know...

but that's the problem.

We're not connected anymore.

You're always away.

And even when you are home, it's like you're not there.

- You're not really with us. - I don't want to be away

from you and Mary. I try to keep things separate.

But even... but even when I look at you, it's like

there's somewhere else that you would rather be.

- Hold on, wait a second... - [stammering]

You're always waiting, you're always waiting

for something else to happen.

Hoping for it to happen so you can go off

and... and be a hero again.

[phone vibrating]

- [scoffs] - I'm not gonna pick up.

Yes, but that's the problem... you want to.

No, I don't. I'm here with you.

I'm present.

All right now's my turn.

I know this has been hard on you...

but trying to find out

the truth about my father was important.

But it's gone beyond that, now, Bob Lee.

That's why all this shit started.

I couldn't control where it led me.

Baby, it's not like you loved it

when I was just home fixing fences, and...

When Isaac came looking for me,

you were the one who told me to get back in the fight.

- No, you do not... - It's true.

You don't get to put that on me.

You don't get to... to play victim?

No one tells you what to do.

If you're in any sort of shit,

it's because you want to be there.

You know that.

Yeah.

You're right.

I like the thrill.

Too much.

Serving my country, doing right by other people,

I get carried away.

[dramatic sting]

Harris.

- Thank you for coming by. - Uh, yeah.

I wasn't busy, Mr. President.

So, um, are you a bourbon man?

Twenty minutes ago, I thought I was a dead man.

Well...

who's to say that's changed?

[laughing]

- [laughs weakly] - Please, have a seat.

The first day on the job, here,

they tell you five secrets.

I thought it was gonna be about aliens, and...

[door closes]

Area 51.

The desert island where Elvis and Marilyn Monroe still live.

Well, no such luck.

It's all about the terrorists overseas

who want to destroy our way of life.

And the people here in this country

who live in the shadows who have the same objective.

The former groups are dangerous,

but the latter are even worse.

You know what I'm talking about.

Yes, sir.

I may control the military

and all the three-letter agencies,

but the truth is, I don't know who among them I can trust.

Neither do we.

What I do know is an event is imminent

right here in D.C.

I need you to find out what it is and stop it.

Why are you asking us?

Because I knew the Secret Service

could pick you two up quietly.

But Bob Lee Swagger?

They'd be dead. [chuckles]

I never brought danger to our family.

Someone else always brought it to me.

I know.

You're a damn clusterfu... magnet.

But still, I mean, there's... there's a point...

when you could take a step back and let legitimate authorities

take over, and you never do it.

Because I can't trust them.

Besides, baby, they can't do what I do.

- How do you know? - If there's a chance

that I can save people's lives, I don't know how to walk away

- and just let them die. - I know that about you.

I'm... I'm not asking...

you to not save lives, I...

We have Mary.

It's reckless and selfish.

If anything ever happened to you guys,

I don't know what I'd do.

[hopeful music]

Hey.

We're okay.

The war in Afghanistan, it's over for you.

You've had to bury friends and family,

and you've now solved your father's murder.

It's time to come home.

Stop trying to save the world.

Save your family instead.

Okay.

♪ ♪

You expect us to believe

you don't have three other people

in the whole government who are capable and loyal?

You expect me to believe that my Chief of Staff died

in a drunk driving accident?

I need...

an outsider who still knows

the ins and outs of law enforcement

and a belt-weight insider who knows how to maneuver...

discreetly.

In an ideal world, my gratitude would be all you'd earn,

but those days are long gone, so...

- Name your price. - Mm.

Uh, well... [clears throat]

Speaking of your Chief of Staff,

have you replaced him?

[laughing]

What are you, 14?

Get real.

Uh, how about this, uh...

if I help put a stop to this,

you'll know I'm a man who can get things done.

You'll also know you can trust me.

That's more than you ever could have said

about Andrew Gold.

I'll think about it.

If we fail, we're the bad guys.

That becomes the narrative, not this.

Well, that's a chance you'll have to take.

Even if we're successful,

you'll still have the problem of these evil forces

- in the shadows here. - Unless you agree to...

shoulder the burden, shall we say?

And stop the sky from falling.

♪ ♪

Okay.

You can help us.

Take all Federal government

emergency evacuation plans offline.

Go old school.

Directions printed up every day

That might look suspicious.

That's a chance you'll have to take, sir.

[phone buzzing]

- Nadine. - Hey.

- You get the results? - Yeah.

Where the hell did you go?

[scoffs] You're not gonna believe it.

Meet us at Bob Lee's hotel room.

Maybe after a little family time

at home with Mary...

you and I can go someplace nice.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Like a real honeymoon?

[laughs]

Maybe Hawaii.

- It'll be perfect. - Yeah.

A bunch of guys from basic are serving at Kaneohe Bay,

I haven't seen them in forever...

[laughing]

[sighs] Bob Lee, I'm gonna kill you.

- [both laughing] - I'm sorry, that was mean.

That was mean.

[knocking on door]

- Leave it. - Okay.

[knocking on door]

[sighs]

- No... - Just...

[knocking on door]

[mumbles]

[knocking on door continues]

All right!

- What? - We have a lead.

- Good, go chase it. - It's the Semtex you got

- from the Alpha Boys' house. - We went to Margo.

We tested the trace residue from the tiki torches...

we got a match.

- To what? - I got this off the guy

who killed Mayfield.

Remember him?

Probably killed Gregson, too, and he tried to kill me.

Know where we just were, Bob Lee?

- The Oval Office. - What?

- Yeah. - It's true.

The President wants us to finish this.

Last time somebody appealed to my patriotism,

- we all know what happened. - Well, the President took

the Titan Card out of play.

- That's a risk to him. - Means this time,

you wouldn't be the only one getting framed.

"M-C-M-X" is what in...

Roman numerals for 1910.

Yeah, schools often put the year that they were founded

on their seal.

[keys tapping]

"Saint Agatha."

West Oakland, Arlington. Look.

Pendant matches the logo.

Let's move.

Guys, I need a minute, so...

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Sweetheart, this is the last thing

I need to do.

I'm gonna head home.

Mary needs at least one parent.

Don't give up on us.

I'm not mad.

I'm not, honestly.

This is just who you are.

You're the man that runs towards the bomb and...

not away from one.

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

Is there a problem?

♪ ♪

Is the computer running slow?

That's what I'm here to fix.

♪ ♪

[metal detector beeps]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[device beeps]

[computer beeping]

♪ ♪

Come on, kids, get in to class!

[laughing]

[church bell tolling]

Morning, sister.

Good morning.

Special Agent Johnson, Secret Service.

Do you have a moment?

- Is something wrong? - Nothing to be alarmed about.

We're looking for someone.

We think they may be a member of your parish.

Oh, well...

Please come in.

Yeah, so this guy's around 5'10",

165 pounds, brown hair, brown eyes.

I'm sorry, but we have over 800 families

and parishioners.

Can you be more specific?

He's a little strange.

Probably keeps to himself.

- Maybe he works here? - Oh.

Well, I suppose there's Mr. Martin, our handyman.

Follow me.

I probably wouldn't use the word "strange,"

but Eli definitely has his own way about things.

- How long has he worked here? - He's been with us for years.

He can fix anything.

Comes and goes on his own...

many days I barely even see him...

but he always pops up when we need him.

- Is he here now? - Well, I don't know.

Do you know where he might be?

If I know Eli, either in the garage,

or the basement.

I hope he's not in some sort of trouble.

We just need to talk to him.

♪ ♪

So when was the last time you saw him?

Um, let's see...

Oh, yesterday!

He told me he had to take one of our buses to the mechanics.

♪ ♪

Oh, look, he must be in.

He always turns his light off when he leaves.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Hold up, hold up... wait! - He's getting away!

I think he rigged the door, man.

Shit.

Take cover.

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

- You good? - Yeah, you?

- Yeah. - Careful.

♪ ♪

He's long gone.

♪ ♪

Comes back to change?

She said he could fix anything, then she said

he takes the bus to the mechanic.

Don't you think that's weird?

[approaching sirens]

♪ ♪

Got you.

- Got a open door left. - All right.

♪ ♪

Short room.

Clear.

♪ ♪

He's been building a bomb in here.

And didn't clean up.

Man, you saw the basement.

This guy's prepared, he's meticulous.

But he runs back here to get changed

after his run in with you?

Doesn't make sense. It's like he's scrambling.

- Bus is gone... - Shit.

The attack is today.

What's the target?

Okay, come on! Let's do it!

Single file, quick, quick, quick!

Very exciting, big day.

Watch your step, one at a time,

One at a time.

[children giggling, chattering]

Very exciting day. No pushing. But quickly.

[sinister music]

Okay.

So who's excited to go visit the Supreme Court today?

[all cheering]

Very good!

And away we go!

♪ ♪

Eli Aaron Martin.

Born Kansas City, Missouri,

18th of May, 1978.

Died 21st of May, 1978,

Kansas City, Kansas.

I don't get it.

You apply for a birth certificate

for someone who was born around your birthday,

but died as an infant.

State records, Social Security rarely cross-check,

especially across state lines.

You get yourself a whole new identity.

Martin's not Martin.

- It's a dead end. - Figures.

How do we find him?

Well, he's Atlas' fixer, right?

- Yeah. - So what did he have to fix?

[suspenseful music]

It's always been about Brooks and the Supreme Court.

What's the final check

on absolute power in government?

- The Supreme Court. - Control that,

control everything.

Atlas knew there'd be opposition to Brooks...

and Hayes was their political muscle, right?

Uh, there was nobody better at whipping Senators

- into line, yeah. - Yeah, then Hayes dies.

You're having a heart attack, Senator.

[gasping]

Atlas needs a new way to switch those votes.

And instead of swinging them...

They went all in.

Brooks dies...

But Atlas is still coming.

Because the problem doesn't go away.

Anhur Dynamics is a case that could expose Atlas.

All their secrets.

There's a 4-4 split on the court.

Brooks would have made it 5-4.

Also just found out there is no backup nominee.

So Atlas can't sub in for Brooks...

but 4-3 would still win it for him.

Holy shit.

They're gonna kill a Supreme Court Justice.

[sirens whooping]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[sinister music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

[radio chatter]

♪ ♪

[kids chattering]

♪ ♪

- [groaning] - Hey, man, you okay?

♪ ♪

Okay, now, this dog is working.

He's not a pet, so no petting.

Everybody get your knees and your hands inside.

We're just gonna let him do his job.

No moving, no petting.

[radio chatter]

We wouldn't pet a cop on his head,

so we don't pet a working dog on his head.

He's a police officer, but he's just a dog.

And what do we say?

all: Thank you.

♪ ♪

I don't see a St. Agatha bus.

He wouldn't have shown up in the morning

- on an empty bus. - We have his face now.

No way he'd have risked driving, either.

Okay.

That nun said he took the bus to a mechanic...

maybe he had it repainted

to match a Maryland Unified bus.

We gotta go bus to bus, scratch off some paint...

see if we can find the St. Agatha logo underneath.

[children chattering]

♪ ♪

[police radio chatter]

- Guys, I got it! - Yeah.

♪ ♪

What's going on, here?

FBI.

See some ID?

- Uh, we got... - [indistinct]

Nadine, what's the code for a bomb?

- Uh, 98. - Uh, this is Officer Murphy.

I got a Code 98 at the Supreme Court!

I repeat, a Code 98!

Evacuate the area immediately!

Harris, get everyone out of here, now.

♪ ♪

[sinister music]

♪ ♪

Shit.

Found the remote detonator.

It's gotta be connected wirelessly to the master.

All right, look for fresh staples

- under the seats. - Please, get out of here.

It's not safe here. [stammering]

Keep moving... please keep moving.

♪ ♪

I found the master detonator.

What the hell are you gonna do?

Diffuse it.

There could be over 20 pounds of Semtex in here.

Probably Semtex all over the place.

The explosion is a diversion to get the Justices evacuating.

Yeah, but the Titan card doesn't work,

so maybe he's going to Oklahoma City.

I'll evacuate the area.

Hey, are you okay?

Come on, I need your help.

- Let's go. - Please, uh, keep...

keep moving, please keep moving.

- It's... it's not... - FBI!

Evacuate the area!

- Move out of the... - Evacuate the area, now!

[people screaming]

FBI! Evacuate the area!

[suspenseful music]

All right.

Explosives, power...

timer, detonator.

Just like you told me in those IED briefings.

This thing is way more complicated

than any IED we ever found.

What are you doing?

Gonna stop it from powering up.

Red or black?

Fu... it.

♪ ♪

[phone whines]

Oh, shit.

It's too late, we can't stop it.

We gotta move.

Oh, shit.

Let's go! Go, go, go, go!

FBI! Evacuate, evacuate!

Everybody down!

Mom?

Mom!

Mom... [gasps]

[phone beeps]

[high-pitched ringing]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[screaming fades in]

Get out of here, get out of here.

Go, go, go!

Mommy!

[people screaming]

- Where you going? - Supreme Court!

Titan card doesn't work, he's gotta pick up

his target there!

[panting]

[groans]

Nadine!

[gasping]

- You okay? - Yeah..

Just go help Bob Lee.

Nope, it's my turn to stitch you up.

[groaning]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

Shelter in place, sir.

Uh, no, I get evacuated with POTUS.

♪ ♪

He took you off that list, sir.

Everybody, let's go!

Go, go!

Thank you, calmly, quietly...

♪ ♪

Thank you. Thank you... calmly, quietly.

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen, calmly...

[approaching sirens]

Quietly, thank you.

♪ ♪

[sirens wailing]

Justice, uh, you've been ordered to evacuate.

Well, I'm busy.

[sirens wailing]

Do not.

♪ ♪

Seems contained.

Why don't you just guard me here?

Justice, you either walk out of here,

or we will drag you kicking and screaming.

Nobody wants to see that.

♪ ♪

Let's go.

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[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪