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Dad. Dad! Dad!

- Okay. Watch it. Come on. - Dad.

Dinah. Dinah?

I need your help. He needs your help.

- Please, he's barely breathing. - Who is this man?

- I'll explain it later. - What have you brought to our door?

- He needs a doctor. Please. - Please.

- Put him on the bed. - Thank you.

- Do you know who that man is? - Everything else can wait.

- One, two, three. - How did he get these injuries?

- Stay back. - He was beaten.

He was tortured.

- Hold on to this. - Okay.

He's not what they say.

"They"? Who are they?

The people you work for? The government? - I made a choice.

Seems you've made it for all of us.

- We're breaking the law. - We're not, yet.

- Farah. - Technically.

Darling.

We know better than most, sometimes a criminal's a freedom fighter.

Yes. But we didn't take sides.

Whoa. What's happening? Frank!

What's happening?

He has a severe trauma to the chest.

I think he has a broken rib that has punctured his lung.

It causes tension pneumothorax.

If we don't treat it, your friend will die.

What do we do?

Give me that.

Frank? Frank? He can't breathe.

Shit.

Please, please, please, please, please.

That's it.

Oh, thank God.

- North wing clear. - Copy that.

♪ If I were a gambler ♪

♪ You know I'd never lose ♪

♪ And if I were a guitar player Lord, I'd have to play the blues ♪

♪ And if I were some jewelry, baby ♪

♪ Oh, I'd have to be a diamond ring ♪

♪ I'm the penthouse pauper, baby ♪

♪ I got nothing to my name ♪

♪ I can be most anything ♪

♪ When you got nothing It's all the same ♪

His volume is increased, thanks to you. And his breathing is much better now.

Just matter of time.

Madani.

Where's Russo? Did you get him?

Uh, no. He got away.

Tell you what.

Looks like he got hit by a train.

I can't find it in my heart to have much sympathy.

Any word from Madani?

No.

Russo's running amok and your pet agent just disappeared

with the most wanted man in New York.

- We don't know that. - Don't we?

I think purple might be your color.

Really matches your eyes.

Look, uh...

Got you a little something.

It's kind of like a thank you for after.

Where'd you get this?

Well, same as everything.

It's a lot of money right there.

Yeah, well, I... I stole it from bad guys, you know.

Learned that from you.

You had access to money like this, you made us live in that shithole?

Use it.

Get out of the city.

Have a life. You've done enough, yeah?

I've gotta finish this, right?

How do you feel?

I feel like shit.

- Frank... - I think we, um...

Let's not, you know?

- Where's the van? - Uh, it's where we left it.

- Where we agreed. - Okay.

Madani, I appreciate everything you did here.

You know.

I apologize if I caused you or... you know, your family any grief.

Well, the good thing is, so much shit just exploded that everyone stinks.

But they'll be coming.

You should take Lieberman's little gift and disappear, fast.

You don't have a monopoly on payback, Castle.

Could just keep hold of these.

Yeah.

If I ever see you again after you walk out of this door, then all bets are off.

I will take you in, or I will shoot you down.

I'll see you around, Madani.

Don't waste the chance I've given you.

Dinah, you let Castle go. Please don't pretend differently.

It took two men painted as criminals and traitors

- to do what none of you was willing to do. - We didn't know.

Bullshit. You didn't want to know.

Castle risked his life to give us all the evidence we'd ever need.

Where's Castle? Where did you take him?

I was taking him into custody when he overpowered me and escaped.

The man looked half dead.

- Maybe he was faking. - Dinah, cut the shit.

You assisted a wanted terrorist in his escape.

Did I?

We all need to be wary of accusations without proof.

Like, say, someone accusing a decorated CIA official

of running an illegal heroin operation and assassination program.

Or that government departments colluded to keep it quiet.

Dinah...

- What have you done here? - I did what was right.

Now, you have a choice. You can arrest me or you can let me do my job.

Do you know where they are, Dinah?

No.

But maybe that's for the best, Rafi.

I mean, do you really want either of them in custody, telling their story?

She's not wrong, Rafi.

Go and start writing up your report on the raid, all of this.

You do anything else, you're finished here. Am I clear?

Yes, sir.

- She's a piece of work. - Yes, she is.

I think I like her.

I... Oh. Hi.

Home sweet home.

Yeah, right?

Where were you?

You know, you can't just disappear like that. I was worried sick.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, I'm back, you know. And...

It's okay.

Is it?

I...

It's gonna be, like, a readjustment period, obviously, but...

Couple days.

How's Frank?

He's alive.

Ah.

He's gone.

Looking for this?

How you doing, Billy?

I've had better days.

Yeah. I've seen you on the news.

"Armed and dangerous."

They have no idea, huh?

Wilson kid do that to your face?

Yeah.

Still... I'm getting old.

Figured the scars will just give me character.

What do you think?

I think I'd have shot the little bastard before he got the chance.

Yeah, yeah, of course. Go ahead.

Wow, Billy. You look ready for action.

Well, I got a few scores to settle.

Is that why you're here?

No.

No. You've done me no wrong, as far as I know.

I got a couple of questions for you, though.

How long did you know Frank was alive?

Hmm?

Did you know back when we were getting drunk at his grave?

Yeah.

Hmm.

So, one of my friends is trying to kill me,

and the other one has been lying to me this whole time.

Man, that shit hurts.

Billy, you did some really bad shit.

- You need to get help, brother. - Is that right?

What you want me to do?

You want me to come sit in your little circle, share...

tell stories, talk about...

how I got myself all turned around?

Did you, Billy? Did you get turned around?

No.

You mind if I make some coffee?

Sure.

I could use a cup myself.

I kept Frank's secret because he asked me to.

And I would have done the same thing for you.

And you know what the crazy thing is?

Frank didn't want you to know he was alive because he wanted to protect you.

Frank is a dumb, stubborn son of a bitch.

None of us needs to be in this situation.

You wanna blame somebody for this...

you blame him.

What?

Come on. Who gives a shit? Drugs?

They're gonna come in somehow, might as well be us.

And what, we killed a couple Afghans.

That's all they do.

They kill each other.

I was never hurting him.

You know, you two... You two are almost exactly alike.

There's just one difference.

Frank would never betray a brother.

Yeah, well...

that's why I'm here, Curtis.

I'm gonna make you betray a brother.

Where's Frank?

So what? You gonna kill me with my own gun?

Nah.

I'll probably just shoot you in your good leg a bunch until you tell me.

Hmm.

You peg-leg bastard!

God damn it.

You there?

Come on, don't tell me I killed you now.

Yeah, I'm here.

I'm gonna be honest... I'm taking this kinda personally.

Well, I wonder who that could be.

Go ahead, answer it.

Answer it!

Yeah.

You all right?

Took one in the shoulder. Bleeding pretty bad.

Put him on. Go on.

He wants to talk to you.

Now, if I give you this phone, are you gonna shoot me?

Not right now.

Do you promise?

I'm not the one's been lying all this time, Curtis.

Send it over.

Frank.

Shit, we know each other so well, we saw each other coming.

Let's end this, Bill, hmm? No one else needs to get hurt.

I will happily hurt everyone you ever gave a shit about until I get to you.

You want me, come get me. I'm right here.

Let him go, Bill.

I'll let you walk out that door. I give you my word.

That still means something.

Now that's easy for you to say.

You got the higher ground and all the advantages.

So maybe I just stay here, wait for Curt to bleed out.

Then my next call is to Homeland.

Come on, Bill. Let's just finish it, you and me.

Any way you want.

All right.

I'm gonna trust you.

Soon as I hear that magazine and cartridge eject from your rifle.

Okay.

You happy?

Let's meet tonight. Midnight.

How about by your painted ponies, Frankie?

How you feel about that?

Finish this where it all started.

Call yourself an ambulance. My word means something, too.

Honey, look.

Wanna give it a shot?

They're gonna be too old for this.

Ah, stop that.

- They're growing up fast. - Yeah.

Yo! Yo!

Come get it while it's hot!

- Look at these two. - Yeah.

Two peas in a pod.

Hey, you.

- Hey, back. - Hey.

Can I get a real horse now?

I'm just saying, little Frank, I think it shows a lack of imagination.

I mean, your dad is a good guy and all.

I just think he could have named you something different.

You hear Uncle Billy?

It's impossible not to hear your Uncle Billy, bud.

He talks very loud and very often.

See, now, I was named after the most famous outlaw that ever lived.

Oh, Jesse James?

No. Billy the Kid.

And Billy the Kid was the fastest gun in the West.

He was an orphan just like me, from New York.

Then he went out West and he survived on nothing but his wits and his bravery,

and nobody could catch him, 'cause he was too smart and too badass.

Then what happened?

Pissed off the wrong people. They killed him for it.

Don't listen. Your father has no sense of the romantic.

Just ask your mother.

What? He was betrayed by his friend for money and fame.

- That sucks. - It does suck.

About the worst thing in this world that can happen.

- Uncle Bill... - Mm-hmm?

If you were an orphan, how do you know you were named after Billy the Kid?

Attagirl. Well done.

Lisa... you are way too smart to be your dad's kid.

I do not know the answer to that.

Aw!

This is all the family you need. Right here.

Oh, thanks. That's nice.

There you go.

Do you have any queens?

Take 'em.

- Do you have any nines? - Go fish.

Dang.

I'll take those nines of yours now.

Thank you.

You guys know anybody else that's ever been in a safe house?

- Who'd want to? - Yeah.

We gonna be here long?

Uh... No.

More like a shit house.

Okay. Zach, do you...

Hey, you know what, kiddos, um,

I gotta talk to your dad about something important.

Can you play without him for a second? Come here.

- No. - Okay.

All right. I'll be right back.

- Play on your own. - Any eights?

- You just cheated! - Says the cheater.

- Give me 'em. Thank you. - Okay.

- Come here. - Look...

I don't think I can just...

Yeah.

Shh!

Ah, ah, no, hold on, hold on, hold on.

Shit, sorry.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

Oh, I missed you. I missed you.

I missed you.

Had a good time?

- Yeah. - Good.

Carl, stop. Come on, seriously, stop.

Just take this, okay?

All right, come on. We have to finish packing up before Mr. Pritchard gets back.

Carl, I'm serious. He's gonna be so pissed if he finds us.

Yeah, like he's gonna show up right now.

- We have the place all to ourselves. - Oh, very romantic.

You're so bad.

Excuse me, guys. Sorry for the interruption.

You shouldn't be back here, mister.

I was wondering if you could help me with something.

Jesus, Frank.

Dinah.

Dinah!

Agent Madani!

Dad, look.

Yeah?

You out there, Frankie?

Yeah, of course you are.

They're bleeding out.

Remind me how it goes again.

Ticktock, ticktock, right?

Guess two more kids are gonna die for you.

Help!

Guys like us, Frank, we need this!

It's all we're good for.

Just a couple of assholes who thought we could have the good things in life.

But we are not good people, Frank.

We never were!

What happens when we're dead?

Nothing.

Who mourns us, huh?

Nobody.

Me and you, Frankie... we're the same.

All right, that's enough, Frank!

I said that's enough of this shit!

You come out.

You come out where I can see you, or I kill these kids right now.

You beg.

You beg my friend Frank to come out and save your lives right now!

Beg!

Just do it. Please.

Do what he says, please.

Please just do it.

Bill... let 'em go.

Lose the gun, Frank.

Toss the gun, nice and far!

Okay.

Knife, too.

What are you doing?

Shut up, or I put a bullet in you right now!

Bill... let 'em go.

Bill... let them go.

Attachments are a weakness, Frank.

I never had anybody.

You had us, Bill.

The Punisher?

What a crock of shit.

You always did care too goddamn much.

Please, lady.

Look at yourself.

Pathetic.

No, no!

Kill me.

Do it!

I'm not gonna let you die today.

Please.

Dying's easy.

You're gonna learn about pain.

You're gonna learn about loss.

Every morning... I look for 'em, Bill.

I look for 'em... but then I remember.

It's gonna be the same for you.

When you look at your ugly, mangled face, you're gonna remember what you did.

You'll remember, Bill.

You're gonna remember me!

Yeah.

Help us.

Please, please, please.

Please.

God damn it, Madani.

I got you.

I got you.

Thank you.

Uncuff him.

Thank you.

Well, you took a bullet to the head and you're still kicking.

Never cease to amaze, Madani.

Maybe that bullet was meant for me, huh?

But you saved my life.

It would be a shame for us to take that from you.

- You got a pass, Mr. Castle. - Pass?

The country owes you a debt it can never repay.

And for that, I am sorry.

What are you sorry for? Is it the debt or is it the pass?

What is this, a payoff? You want me to keep my mouth shut?

Pretty much.

We've redirected the narrative for recent events.

Lewis Wilson and Russo are the only suspects anyone needs right now.

You're officially still at large...

but we wiped your prints and DNA from the criminal justice system

and replaced them with those of a dead man.

We've done what we can to give you your life back.

Pete Castiglione is a free man.

You were betrayed.

Some kind of justice was done, and we hope that's enough for you.

I tell ya, I'm surprised you didn't just kill me.

You must have thought about it, right?

This is what Dinah wanted for you.

The men I wanted have all been punished.

And maybe knowing where the bodies are buried is a good thing.

Enjoy your freedom, Mr. Castle.

Though I do wonder what freedom means to a man like you.

Pleasure.

What about Russo? What happened?

Kept him under the knife for 11 hours.

He should live,

but they have no idea if he'll ever regain significant brain function,

or to what degree.

He could wake up tomorrow or never.

Remember everything, or not even his own name.

I hope he does.

I hope he remembers everything.

So that when I stand in front of him...

he knows I played my part.

Smell that.

- Oh, that smell. - So good.

You guys, come here.

Oh, coming, coming.

- Oh, that looks so good. - Yeah.

Oh, my God! This is gonna be great, Mom.

Hold it.

- Oh, my God. - You put it over there, Leo.

Three days of depositions and testimony

and walking Homeland through all that stuff,

and I'm, like, just thinking about this moment, right?

Now, I'm...

Oh!

I'm nervous.

- Am I being an asshole here? - Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay.

- All right, let's do this. - David, I'm not coming.

You know... You know why I can't.

Do it, buddy.

- They're here. Come on. - Okay.

- Hi. - Dad!

Hi.

Where's Pete?

Come on.

Curt. How's it going?

You know what, Frank?

I've come to the conclusion that you are a shit magnet of the highest order.

Yeah, well... you might be right, Curt.

Might be right.

You sure about this?

Yeah, I'm sure. It's time.

You're safe here, Frank.

We keep each other's secrets.

That's the only way this works.

You know, long as I was at war...

you know, I never thought about, uh, what would happen next.

What I was gonna do when it was over.

But I guess that's it, you know.

I think that might be the hardest part, the silence.

The silence when the gunfire ends.

How do...

How do you live in that?

I guess...

I guess that's what you're trying to figure out, huh?

It's what you guys are doing.

You're working on it.

I respect that.

I just...

Um...

If you're gonna look at yourself, really look in the mirror, you gotta...

yeah, you gotta admit who you are.

But not just to yourself, you gotta... admit it to everybody else.

First time, as long as I can remember, I don't have a war to fight.

And I guess, if I'm gonna be honest, I just...

I'm scared.

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