Original subtitles

[insects chirping and trilling]

[Emma] Never thought I'd have to be afraid in Margrave.

Still no leads?

Nothing useful.

Stuff we're being told to chase down...

don't feel like the way to go.

You talk to Finlay about it?

[sighs] He keeps shutting me down.

When he's even around.

Since Roscoe slugged Teale, I haven't see him.

Me and Baker are kind of on our own.

I tried calling Paul again today.

Charlie, too.

They ain't gonna answer.

They're in the wind or...

or worse.

I've been thinking maybe we should leave.

Even if y'all solve this, with Mr. Kliner dead,

I'm afraid this town will just go right back

to the way it was before he came here.

My parents would love to have us in Tupelo.

I know.

And pretty soon, we're gonna need the free babysitting.

[laughs softly]

When can we start telling people?

[laughs softly] Soon.

♪ ♪

[insects trilling and chirring]

[rolling thunder]

[indistinct, overlapping crowd chatter]

[man] Taxi? Taxi!

Over here! Hi.

[birds singing]

[sighs] Germany. A new adventure, no?

This is not an adventure.

It's a punishment. Germany's boring.

It will be different this time.

Look at my boys.

You look so confused right now.

You see good people getting punished,

bad people getting what they want,

and don't understand why.

I'm going to tell you something

that won't make much sense now,

but hopefully, it will one day, when you're older.

Joe, you don't need to solve all the world's problems.

Solving some is more than enough.

And Reacher, you have the strength of three boys your age.

What will you do with that strength, hmm?

You're going to do what's right.

[horn honks]

[tires screech]

[indistinct P.A. announcement]

Nice outfit.

My other clothes got blood on them.

Some of it was mine.

Knife. Gun.

It's in the console.

So what'd you learn in New York?

It's all about the paper.

Ink's easy to get, plates are doable;

acquiring the right currency paper,

- that's the trick. - And?

Well, there was only one place in the country that made

the paper and Joe had it locked down like Sing Sing...

- Unless... - Unless he didn't.

Unless he didn't.

Could've been someone dirty on the inside Joe wasn't aware of.

Hubble was a currency manager, dealt in hard cash.

He could've been working with somebody at the supplier

- who was compromised. - Okay.

Anything else?

Ran into another one of those Venezuelan guys.

What happened?

We played Hangman.

Take me to the body shop. Got to pick up the Bentley.

[sighs] I need to make a stop first.

You're going to want to stay in the car.

[minister] Mr. Kliner didn't have many blood relatives

in Margrave.

Just his son and nephew.

But I like to think he had a town full of family.

I know he embraced us like kin.

The righteous perish, and no one takes it to heart.

The devout are taken away,

and no one understands that the righteous are taken away

to be spared from evil.

Those who walk uprightly enter into peace.

They find rest as they lie in death.

[♪ "Amazing Grace"]

[sniffles]

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Paying my respects.

Really? Know what I think?

I think you killed him.

How would you like it if I sliced you up

just like you sliced him?

Hmm?

One, I'm not paying my respects to your uncle,

'cause I never respected him.

But he meant a lot to the people of this town,

so I'm paying my respects to Margrave as its chief detective.

Two.

Take a step back, son,

or there will be two Kliners in that grave.

[whispers] I'll see you around, Finlay.

Mm-hmm.

Seems like that went well.

Shut up.

Let's go get the car.

[engine starts]

[Reacher] Did Roscoe check in with you lately?

[Finlay] No, but I should hear from Picard later today.

[machines whirring]

Hey, Bentley man.

Sorry, boss, you'll have to come back this afternoon.

I ain't got but two of them windows tinted yet.

Good enough.

You want to take it half-done?

Only rock stars need four tinted windows.

I'll pay full price.

Suit yourself, Chief. I'll bring it around.

Tim, get some kitty litter on that oil spill.

Now, you sure are comfortable spending a counterfeit roll.

You want me to buy you something?

How about some jeans and tickets to a Hall & Oates concert?

[phone buzzing]

Yeah, this is Captain Finlay.

Okay, I'll be right there.

What's going on?

Guess this answers our question.

Which one?

Whether Stevenson was dirty.

He must've been involved to get the same treatment

- as the Morrisons. - This isn't the same.

Way Chief Morrison was killed was about sending a message.

- This is different. - How so?

Well, for one, they left his balls attached.

It's the first thing I checked.

Exactly. They didn't want Stevenson going into shock.

They wanted him lucid.

Wanted him to watch.

The tape, the mirrors.

They tortured his wife in front of him.

And there was nowhere he could look and not see. Jesus.

This was about getting information.

It means Stevenson wasn't involved.

Dawson must have found the hole in the roof of his truck,

knew we were getting close to the truth.

We were all MIA, so they went after the next best source.

Stevenson and Hubble were family.

They saw him talking to Roscoe, to you, to me.

We thought he was working with them

while they thought he was working with us.

If we'd let him in, maybe we could've protected these two.

Three.

Finlay? Reacher? A word.

What do you want?

I'm letting you go.

On what grounds?

On the grounds that you're not up to the task.

How many more of my men have to be slaughtered

before you accept the job is too big for you?

Hell, you couldn't even hold onto

a little girl cop that assaulted me.

This town is crooked as scoliosis, and the cop

that's barely been here is the one that's getting railroaded?

I'm doing you a favor.

You leave before there's any more stink on you,

maybe you can land a paycheck as a security guard somewhere.

Now go on back to the station, pack up your shit.

Leave your gun and your badge on my desk on the way out.

And you.

You're not a cop.

You got one minute to leave my crime scene

or I'm taking you in.

I buried one good man today and saw another one gutted,

not to mention his bride.

Don't test me.

Now I've got to call over to Warburton County,

have them send me some real police.

So he gets rid of me without having to drop another body.

We won't get access to evidence now.

Maybe we can get something off Jasper

when the lab work comes back.

Hey, hey. Hey.

I got to tell Stevenson's parents what happened.

Might not be a cop anymore, but he was under my charge.

Least I can do is look them in the eye

and tell them they lost their son and daughter-in-law.

And grandchild.

[quietly] Yeah.

I know you're angry.

I am, too.

But don't do anything crazy while I'm gone.

Stick to the plan.

Go see what you can find at Hubble's.

I will.

But first, I'm gonna ask the last cop in Margrave to lunch.

Barely touched your grub.

Not much of an appetite.

You're not upset about Stevenson?

What the hell kind of thing is that to say?

I've known that kid since he was our paperboy.

My aunt taught his wife choir in high school. It's just...

Just what?

Crying about it ain't gonna do them any good.

Way to honor them is you find out who did it

and you switch off their lights.

Think Stevenson made an enemy of someone he put in jail, too?

Just like Teale thinks Morrison did?

Sounds like you don't.

Teale's theory is bullshit.

[waitress] Want me to bag that up for you?

Please.

Peach pie, darling.

What about you, hon?

- I guess I'll take the peach... - Anything but pie.

Officer Baker just ordered our last piece.

See, you snooze, you lose, Reacher.

Place has the best peach pie in the state.

[waitress laughs softly]

So I've heard.

Nothing for me, thanks.

So,

if you don't think Teale's right,

who do you think is cutting down all these people?

- And why are you telling me? - Second question first.

I think you're the only one in Margrave I can trust.

You got that right. What makes you say so?

Well, Morrison, Kliner and Stevenson

were all killed in dramatic ways.

Someone was trying to send a message:

"This is what happens when you screw up."

They went after Roscoe, too.

But you know who they didn't go after?

They didn't go after you.

Means you're not involved.

But maybe you are.

Now, all this started happening when you showed up, right?

Why should I trust you?

That takes us to your first question,

who's cutting all these people down?

I was in Memphis when Kliner was murdered,

New York when the Stevensons were killed,

Alabama the night someone went after Roscoe

and Florida when Jobling and my brother died.

There are bus company and FAA records to confirm it all.

My alibi's airtight. You can check for yourself.

Already did.

I keep eyes on outsiders.

- Do you? - Mm-hmm.

'Cause we both know I'm not the only outsider in Margrave.

[laughs softly]

Talking about your buddy Finlay.

He's not my buddy.

He's someone I'm using to find who killed Joe.

But I started thinking,

this whole thing's about dirty cops, and you're clean.

And Teale didn't become chief until after the killing started.

Finlay's the only one left.

He was in Margrave when all the murders happened.

Seems like every time I leave town and the guy's alone,

someone else dies.

Come on, Baker.

Minute he walked in the station house

I could feel the hate between you two.

There's something off about Finlay.

You sensed it from the beginning.

Damn right I did.

[waitress] One goodbye bag,

one slice of heaven.

Need anything else, you let me know.

Thanks.

Finlay's behind all this and I'm gonna prove it.

Think about it.

He finds Hubble's phone number in my brother's shoe,

then Hubble suddenly panics and confesses to the murder?

Sounds like bullshit.

There's got to be a reason Finlay wanted Hubble

to go down for killing Joe.

[whispering] I'm breaking in to Hubble's house tonight

and I'm turning the place upside down

till I find something that directly connects

Hubble to Finlay.

Good.

You find anything, you bring it straight to me.

Back at you. You know where I'll be.

Absolutely.

- ♪ I try to be ♪ - [♪ Charles Bradley: "Ain't It a Sin"]

♪ A righteous man ♪

♪ Talk to the Lord most every day ♪

♪ Sometimes this world can do me wrong ♪

♪ I keep to the path, won't go astray ♪

♪ When I start boiling over ♪

♪ My feelings catch aflame ♪

♪ You might be a man, stay a man ♪

♪ But you won't be the same ♪

♪ If you ain't gonna do me right ♪

♪ I might just do you in ♪

♪ Ain't it a sin?

Going hunting?

- Yep. - Well, you need anything else?

Got a new shipment of deer calls in today.

Not hunting deer.

Give me one of those blackjacks.

♪ If you ain't gonna do me right ♪

♪ I might just do you in ♪

♪ Ain't it a sin? ♪

♪ Ain't it a sin? ♪♪

♪ ♪

...we've just about reached the midpoint

of the Atlantic hurricane season,

and while it's been relatively quiet so far this year,

that could be about to change.

Hurricane hunter planes are flying

on two separate missions today...

[TV continues in distance]

[thunder crashes]

[engine stops]

[dog barking in distance]

[insects trilling loudly]

[sighs]

♪ ♪

[exhales]

[Finlay] Mr. and Mrs. Stevenson.

I'm Oscar Finlay.

I worked with your son.

♪ ♪

[meteorologist] ...but tomorrow morning,

we also have flash flood warnings just issued

for LaGrange, Carrollton, Manchester

Margrave, Peachtree City, Woodland,

Greenville and Zebulon.

The greater Macon area is still under watch,

but that could change, uh, seeing as rain

is coming down at a rate of two to three inches

per hour right now.

[grunting]

[shouts]

[panting]

...in parts of the metro area,

and we're getting reports of some low-lying spots

becoming inundated.

Keep that in mind, especially in the dark,

it's difficult to tell how deep

some of this ponding and flowing water really is.

[TV continues in distance]

...reports coming.

A viewer in Warburton County

sent us this video of his basement flooding.

He says that the sump pump isn't able to keep up...

[TV continues in distance]

...now under a flash flood warning.

[TV continues in distance]

♪ ♪

Go see what he wants.

[panting]

[TV playing indistinctly]

Lightning is dangerous.

Take shelter in homes,

businesses and hard-topped vehicles...

[thunder crashes]

But if you find yourself out there in the elements,

stay off elevated areas.

[thunder crashes]

[shouts]

[wood creaks]

...Fulton County until 5:00 tomorrow morning.

We also have flash flood warnings

in for LaGrange, Summerville,

Carrollton, Manchester, Margrave,

Peachtree City, Woodland, Franklin,

Junction City, Union, Weston,

Hamilton, Orchard Hill, Greenville

and Zebulon, as well as the greater Macon area.

♪ ♪

[wood creaks]

[gun clicking]

[grunting]

It only takes a foot of water to wash a car off the road.

[grunts]

Please be careful out there.

♪ ♪

[grunts]

[grunts]

[grunting]

[panting, grunting]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[siren wailing]

[phone ringing, buzzing]

Reacher?

I figured it out.

I know how they're manufacturing their money.

What? How?

The Columbia professor said it all comes down to the paper,

and Joe could never figure out how they were getting the paper

to print their cash.

But I've traveled all over the world,

handled all kinds of currency.

Know what's unique about U.S. banknotes?

Dollars are all the same size.

Bleach the ink off a dollar bill,

and you're left with perfect paper that you can reprint

as any denomination you want.

Hubble was a skilled currency manager.

He kept Kliner flush with a fresh supply of one-dollar bills

from cash-intensive industries

that wanted to hide their income from the government.

Payday loan services, casinos,

national chains from immigrant neighborhoods.

The singles would be shipped into Margrave

from all over the country.

So much as one buck goes missing,

I'll cut off your hand like it's Saudi Arabia.

Kliner Chemicals must have developed something

to bleach the ink off the money

without harming the paper itself.

Runoff from this process destroyed Chester, Mississippi.

Murdering an EPA agent makes sense.

If you're protecting a massive counterfeiting operation,

you can justify the kill.

Kliner protected it another way.

Animal feed.

[scoffs] You got to be shitting me.

[Reacher] Know why people use kitty litter

to clean up oil spills?

It contains diatomaceous earth.

It's an absorbent coagulating agent

used in everything from pesticides

- to pool filters to... - Animal feed.

Damn right.

You start ordering massive amounts of D.E.,

people get suspicious.

But you buy feed when you've got cows,

no one looks at you twice.

You grind it into a powder to make

an effective cleaning agent for your chemical waste.

And since dumping it into the river

almost got you busted last time...

You bury it under some pasture

where you've got enough cows to sell the lies,

but not enough to bring state inspectors on your land.

[Roscoe] He was buying truckloads of that.

I mean, his operation must be massive.

[Reacher] Probably had a few dozen people working for him,

all kept in line with money and threats.

Once the bills were washed, they were dried,

printed.

One side, then the other.

They use the old version of the hundreds, pre-1990,

so they don't have to make the magnetic security strip

they use in today's bills.

The new hundreds are beat up, made to look old

so no one gives them a second look.

Truckers then drive the money down to Florida,

where it awaits its final journey overseas to Venezuela.

Okay, but this is just all theory.

If we're gonna take this to the feds,

we need hard evidence, and that's more than just

those loose hundreds that are in your pockets.

We need fake cash

that we can link to Kliner's company.

Joe put "Joblings' Garage" on his punch list for a reason.

He must have had some cash stashed somewhere at his home.

Jobling's wife showed us that garage.

There was nothing in those boxes.

I'm gonna go back and tear the place apart.

- Take Finlay with you. - I will.

How's everything on your end?

Well, we had a little excitement.

- You okay? - Yeah.

Yeah, we are now.

We're at, uh, Picard's place.

Charlie and the kids are asleep. I'm on first watch.

It's actually probably just about time

for Picard to spell me.

Go get some rest. I'll fill Finlay in.

You called me first?

Yeah. I-I just wanted

to, you know, uh...

I missed talking to you, too.

Good night, Roscoe.

[line clicks off]

Everything cool?

[exhales]

Better than cool.

I think Reacher just busted this whole thing wide open.

[phone buzzing]

Reacher.

Meet me at Pete Jobling's house.

We're about to close the lid on this thing.

[tires screech]

Hold that thought.

- We got a problem. - What kind of problem?

Three hitters.

One headed toward the motel office,

probably to find out which room I'm in.

That won't take long.

What about the other two?

Standing out front, looking scary.

- How'd they find me? - Teale may not like you,

but he knows what kind of guy you are.

The kind that wants to look a dead cop's parents in the eyes.

I checked in under a fake name.

Tell me you didn't park your car right out front.

Of course not.

Okay. All right, listen closely.

Is this where you say, "They're gonna take you"?

No. This is where I say, "They're gonna kill you,

unless you do what you're told."

Do you have a gun?

[exhales]

Yeah, my backup piece, uh...

.32 snub nose.

Better than screaming for help. Barely.

Okay. Tell me what you see.

[sighs] I see I'm in trouble. Can't use the front door.

So you make your own. Turn the TV up loud.

Cavendish, drop that gun.

How close are you to an end unit?

- Uh, one room down. - Okay, good.

Tell me about the motel. What kind of construction?

Uh, low-rent, single-story.

Probably in late '60s, early '70s.

So, cheap, quarter-inch Sheetrock.

Probably 24-inch spacing between the studs.

Do you have a pocket knife?

What am I, a Boy Scout?

Okay. Grab the bar from the closet.

[man over TV] He's on the side of the law.

Well, this crook is gonna take over Colby.

[TV continues playing loudly, indistinctly]

I need to speed this up.

Ever seen a Kool-Aid commercial?

Oh, you got to be kidding me.

[TV playing indistinctly]

[door clicking]

[man over TV] Here you are, Doc.

- While I tie him up. - Yes.

I hope they do make a move.

Especially this one.

[woman screams]

[man] Jesus, what the hell?

I'm a cop. Call 911.

[TV playing indistinctly]

[engine starts]

[tires screeching]

[siren wailing in distance]

He shot out the tires! Run!

[panting]

[siren recedes]

Thanks for the assist.

Anytime, Finlay. See you at Jobling's.

Be there by morning.

[sighs]

- [siren wailing] - [indistinct radio chatter]

[Finlay] I see. Thank you, Chief.

Near as they can tell, no one was inside when it burned.

Neighbor says Judy packed up and left town a couple days ago.

Good. Chief thinks it could be arson.

Probably started about the time

those guys took a run at me in Tupelo.

They're cleaning up loose ends.

Anything in there that could've incriminated them

is gone by now.

They're spooked after what happened

at Hubble's house last night.

What happened at Hubble's house?

I killed Dawson Kliner and four other guys.

Okay.

So now we've got nothing.

Only bright side is Mrs. Jobling wasn't here when they did it.

She wasn't Mrs. Jobling.

Judy never took Pete's last name.

Look at how Joe wrote "Joblings' Garage."

He put the apostrophe after the "S." Plural possessive.

Whatever was important to Joe

is in a house where two Joblings reside.

- His parents' house. - I keep telling you, Finlay...

I know. Details matter.

Let's go.

If you think Pete hid something out here, you're free to look.

Just put everything back where you found it.

We will, ma'am. Thank you.

Did you know my boy was dead the last time you were here?

Yes, ma'am.

I did.

Why didn't you tell us?

You seemed like nice people.

I didn't have the heart.

How are we supposed to find anything in all this mess?

That was exactly the point when Jobling hid it here.

Mix it in with the clutter, make it so you can't see

the trees through the forest.

That's how I used to hide my fireworks.

Parents never know what their kids are into.

But we know exactly what we're looking for.

Boxes just like the one Roscoe and I saw at his house.

Like these?

Call Picard.

Tell him to meet us at the farmhouse

where we left the Jaguar.

We've got everything he needs to take down the Kliner Foundation

and Teale at the same time.

I'll load this up in the Bentley and meet you there.

We got them, don't we?

Damn right we do.

[phone ringing]

Neagley.

Found something on the shooter who killed that EPA agent Wilks.

- Give it to me. - FBI agent named Nittmo caught the case.

This is the guy who closed it after barely looking into it?

Yep. Called it a "burglary gone bad" and wrapped it up.

I dug into Nittmo.

Had an expensive home, drove a pricey car.

[Reacher] Like Morrison and Jobling.

Living above apparent means.

Got a copy of his ID badge.

Six three, 220 pounds,

blonde, blue eyes.

Could definitely see people calling him The Viking.

Nickname of the hit man hired to kill our EPA agent.

I'd say we're making progress,

but you keep talking about Nittmo in the past tense.

That's 'cause he died of cancer three years ago.

But his old partner is still with the Bureau.

We can question him.

He's based out of the Atlanta field office.

Guy named...

Picard.

How the hell did you know that?

Lucky guess.

Got to go, Neagley.

- [♪ Owsley Brothers: "Bad Ju-Ju"] - ♪ Tell me what did I do ♪

♪ To bring on this bad juju? ♪

♪ The omens, they never lie ♪

♪ On this, on this, oh, you can rely ♪

♪ Cold night sweats with sleep ♪

♪ Dreams untrue I see ♪

♪ They trouble my humble mind ♪

♪ Oh, this, oh, this, you can't deny ♪

♪ Bad juju ♪

♪ Bad juju, bad juju ♪

♪ Bad juju ♪

♪ Tell me, what could it be? ♪

♪ Who put this hex on me? ♪

♪ Black cats, they pass me by ♪

♪ Oh, this, oh, this, you can't deny ♪♪