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Previously on "chance"...

Blackstone: Gayland parks was
found bludgeoned to death

at his residence.

Several calls were placed
on parks' phone

to a Woody Hammond.

I told her she should
turn herself in.

I'll do whatever
you guys need me to do.

I just want to help you
find Jackie.

Chance:
I got into his computer.

Read some of his reports.

Jackie: Does Raymond know
you did it?

Are you afraid I'll tell him?

He is your knight, after all.

No, he isn't.

But he wasn't always
what he is now, either.

Jaclyn's been doing the euro
massage books for years.

Should be enough
to hang Raymond.

Help me get them and help me go.

Chance: What time
does your bus leave?

Jaclyn: 20 minutes.

It's better if you
don't know where.

You're probably right.

I'll be in touch.

Make your life whole again.

Please, don't hurt my child.

Man: She's here. Till you give
the boss what he wants.

- What does he want? What?!
- His wife.

She's gone!

Blackstone has my daughter.

He took her.
I need D.

Come with me.

Sworn to secrecy
about this place,

and now I'm coming uninvited,

with a guest, and without D.

- Good evening, gentlemen.
- We're here for D.

Big Dog.

*CHANCE*
Season 01 Episode 09
"Camera Obscura"
Synchronized by srjanapala

We saw the... the girl
with the Dog in the park.

We saw what happened to her.

Is that what he has planned
for Nicole?

You got no idea
where Jaclyn's headed?

If I had to guess,
I'd... I'd say Mexico,

but, you know, I don't know.

She didn't tell me.

I...

I am done for real this time, D.

I'm just good and fucking done.

What I took off that shitbird
back at the massage parlor.

After you killed him,

you call Blackstone
on that phone...

It's a whole new day,
my brother.

He thinks the fucker
who stabbed him

was some business rival,
some Asian gangbanger.

Call comes in on that,

he realizes that gangbanger
is you... buckle up.

Speed kills.

Yeah, well, I still can't
give him his wife back.

You have what she gave you.

You have his books.

It's your call, Doc.

Do this, or do nothing.

Nothing's something, too.
It's how we live.

Life gives us choices,
defines us by the ones we make.

And yet we make them all
in complete uncertainty.

The axiom of choice.

Awesome.

Blackstone: Yeah?

She's not coming back, Ray.

She's given you up.

Who the fuck?

What the fuck are you
talking about?

Right now, I am talking about
the European massage parlor...

Girls flying in
from Eastern Europe,

$21,000 in airline tickets
from the last six months,

$127,000 in profits
for the same period.

You want me to go on?

Just say what you want.

I want my daughter...

Unharmed.

You name the time and place.

I'll bring you your books.
You bring her back.

Do we have a deal?

Yeah, we do, you twisted prick.

I'll call you back
with a where and when.

In the meantime,
don't do anything stupid.

Nicole... or wait,
you call her "Nicky," right?

Yeah, Nicky won't like that.

I think he went for it.
He's gonna call back.

'Course he did.

Well, what if he doesn't
call back?

He'll call.

Well, until then,
he has my daughter.

What am I supposed to do?

Get me a couple of training
blades and a bottle of water.

We're gonna get her back.

If shit goes sideways,

you don't want
to be standing there

with just your teeth
in your mouth.

This meeting's
a one-shot deal,

so we prepare for all
contingencies.

What are you talking about?

It means I'll be around
to deal with things.

It doesn't mean
you won't get wet.

Med school you must have
cut up some cadavers.

That gives you a leg up
on the average citizen.

You know where things are.

Okay, Look, I'll tell you
a little story.

This radio op we had
in the kush,

fucking conscientious object...

Oh, God, will you stop it?!

Just stop it!

Shut the fuck up!

I've seen your
medical records, Darius!

You were never in
the Goddamn Hindu Kush

or Kandahar or the teams.

You were never in the fucking
military at all!

- What?
- You knew that, right?

And it doesn't bother you?

Stolen valor...
Isn't that what you call it,

pretending you've served?

D's valor isn't stolen.

There's more trauma
in this life than war.

You know that one, right?

You ever call me "Darius" again,

I'll punch you
right in your face.

Now take the blade.

Two sets of books, huh?
That's pretty smart.

For what?

Insurance.

Insurance for what, Jackie?

No one knows when
they'll need insurance.

That's the point of having it.

I've been taking some
off the top, too...

Every deposit.

Yeah.

Why?
Can you tell me that?

You know why.

Tell me again.
I'm fucking stupid.

Oh, 'cause you want to be free.

Is it that again?

Because you were free.

He told me he put you on a bus.

You were gone.
Why the fuck are you here?

This fucking Doctor...

You think he would have done

the things I've done for you?

¿Quieres que me quede?

No, está bien.

Ms. Patterson,
I'm detective Blackstone.

I'm from the Oakland
police department.

Did Sergeant Moreno tell you why
I wanted to talk to you today?

Yes.

What'd he say?

That someone got murdered.

Did he tell you who?

Someone I believed in.

Someone who promised to help me.

Gayland parks?

Dr. Parks, yes.

Yeah.

Want to tell me what happened?

Well, you know already,
don't you?

Otherwise you wouldn't be here.

That's true.

I don't know why, though.

Maybe we can talk about that.

Maybe the whole thing
was an accident.

I mean, when I first joined
the police force

I was shocked how often
something just happened...

One thing leading
to another thing,

and then you do something...

You can't take back.

Do you smoke?

I quit... two months,
one week, three days ago.

Congratulations.

Gayland said junk was
keeping me in this life,

that he'd helped people
be free of it,

that he could help me, too,
if I just wanted it enough.

I wanted it so much.

I trusted him.

How was he gonna help you?

Well, we never got that far,

because that was never
where we were going.

He took you to his place.

He said he worked from home.

He didn't.

He told me...

How it was going to be...

That I was his now,

that I wasn't leaving.

That's what he said?

Yes.

But even if he hadn't,

sometimes you just...

Know a thing.

Don't you?

She's something, right?

She's not your average peddler,
that's for sure.

She tell you what
you want to know?

Gracias.

She pretty much confirmed
what I already knew, but yeah.

So, what can we do for you next?

Well, you know what happens
next, sergeant Moreno.

I mean, you got to file
with the Feds,

and they have to get clearance
from the Justice department,

Justice has to file with state
to request extradition,

and meanwhile,
we're gonna forget

why we even
fucking asked, right?

What are you trying to say?

What I'm actually saying is,

all it takes to simplify
a given process

is both parties being open
to possibility.

Man: Sir, we get
a clearance call.

So, do we know what happened
to the Patterson woman?

No.

Feds couldn't find her.
She's just gone.

I'm sure the feds
weren't too motivated

to help you Look for her,
either.

Not as such, no.

And it's a lot harder
to find someone

once they know the kind of
trouble they're in.

I really thought we had her.

I really tried on this one, Loo.

I'm sorry.

That's it?

It's done, just like that?

Yep.

You're free.

You're my knight.

Let's go for a drive.

Art's called Kali,
started in the Philippines.

Blade is good... very effective
for close-quarter combat...

Easy to conceal,
quick to deploy.

Now switch your grip like this,
reverse grip...

Great for concealment.

Boom. High femoral.

You're done.

Strike comes in
below the eye-line...

Blade's out of sight
until the last second.

Try it on me.

Maintain eye contact, Doc.

Remember, he doesn't see
the blade until he's cut.

Good.

Now strike two...

He's still wondering
what just happened,

probably gonna Look down.

Hand comes up, psycho position,

and down, towards the back
of the skull.

There's an opening at the base
of the brain.

Foramen Magnum.

Land both strikes...
First one bleeds him out,

second one turns him off
like a switch...

Over in a matter of seconds.

Strikes are based on a template
of three targets.

You've just learned two.
I want you to learn one more.

Yeah?

Nicole:
Daddy? Where are you?

Oh, God, Nicky!

What happened?

I-I'm at your apartment.

A-are...
Are they with you?

No, they're gone.
Where are you?

Please, come here.
Come here now.

Don't... I'm on my way.
Just stay where you are.

I'm gonna be there.
Lock the door.

Use the dead bolt.

It's Nicky.
She's in my apartment.

- I got to go.
- Come on, Doc.

What are you gonna do, walk?

We need to get Carl
and his keys.

"We"?

I'm with you, Big Dog.

Who knows, this could be a trap.

We know they know
where you live.

Come on.

You okay?

Yeah. You?

Yep.

I mean, to drive?

You said there were some issues
a while back.

Doing well enough for you and
him to sack out the past hour.

Listen, I'm sorry that
I... I, you know,

called you out back there
in front of all the...

It's okay.

I could have said something...

Usually do, anybody asks.

Okay.

But you knew what I thought.

I mean, you could see
I wasn't gonna ask.

I could see you were
the nervous type.

I could see that letting
you think

I was ex-military
seemed to help.

You did more than let me think
it, to be fair.

Well, you could have told me
you were half a whack job...

to be fair... half a whack job
with a record.

But I told you before
you told me, to be fair.

Right, but that's only because
Blackstone dug up your shit

and scared the fuck
out of you...

to be fair.

- Nicky?
- Dad?

Come on.

Come on, I have to this, quick.

Nick?

Dad.

Oh, baby. Oh, God.

Dad,
these two guys, who were they?

I was so scared.
Ow!

Oh, God, are you okay?
Did they hurt you?

No, Dad, you're hurting me.

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

Oh, God, baby, what happened?

Tell me what happened.

They just...
They drove me some place

and locked me
in this gross room.

I-I couldn't
understand them.

They weren't speaking English.

Well, how did they find you?

They were here.

Dad, Dad!

It's all right, it's all right.

It's okay. This is D.

He's a...
He's a friend of mine.

Take a look around.
Just be a minute.

So, they were in the apartment,
the-the guys that took you?

No, downstairs.

I was waiting for the elevator,

and they came in
and started to go past me.

But then they turned really fast
and they grabbed me.

I thought they were
gonna kill me.

Sweetie, you're okay.
You're okay.

Why did you leave Tahoe, honey?

Why didn't you listen?

'Cause I couldn't take it...

with mom all over me,

and her stupid friend Liz

talking about crystals
the whole time.

When her son's girlfriend
offered me a ride back,

I was, like...

Wait, is this why
we had to go there?

Those men took me
because of you?

What did you do to them?

I was helping someone
who's caught up in something,

and I didn't realize
how bad it was.

So stop!

Can't you stop?

All clear.

Sweetie, I just got to talk
to D for a second.

Stay there. Be right back.

Maybe that's it.
Maybe we're done.

Why do you say that?

Well, we got her back.
He gave her back. Jaclyn's gone.

Maybe he realizes that
he should be gone, too.

I'll wait in the lobby.

That guy doesn't look like
any of your friends.

Your friends have, like,
tennis elbow.

Yeah, well, he's a new friend.

He's scary.

Is he scarier than the guys
who are after you?

Sometimes.

Your patient,

the one who gave me this scarf,

is she who you were
trying to help?

Why?

Because she was there.

I saw her.

What? She was where?

In the hall when they
came back in to get me.

A-And she was with a man.

He had her by the arm
like it hurt.

And... she saw me, too,

but then they were gone and I...

I... Wait, this is Jaclyn?

You're sure?

Is she gonna be okay?

- Thanks, Neil.
- You got it.

All right, I'll see you soon.

Okay.

I love you.

I love you.

I'm not gonna pretend I know
what's going on here,

but, um... anything
I can do, okay?

- Oh, hey...
- No, Eldon. I got money.

I'm good.
- I'm not being condescending.

You need to go straight
to Tahoe. Don't stop.

You need food or gas, use cash,
no credit cards.

You need to make a call,
use a pay phone.

Okay. Got it.

Thanks, Neil.

Yeah.

- Yeah?
- Is Jaclyn with you?

She traded herself
for your daughter.

Now, that's love.

So here's how it's gonna be...

We are gonna meet and talk
and get straight.

And bring that second set
of books with you.

You know the Ocean Park Motel?

On Ocean Beach.

Yeah.
Be there at 5:00... alone.

I'll know if you're not.

Ocean Park Motel.

We're gonna talk
and get straight.

Well, you know what that is.

That's two things.

First, it's letting you think
you have hope

of getting out of this still.

But what it really is,
is you dead at the scene.

I had to guess,
I'd say by suicide.

The divorce, you're in debt,
your reputation's gone...

You just couldn't
take it anymore.

Cops find you like that,
they won't look any harder.

Well, then, I won't show.

I... I-I'll... I'll get the books
delivered to him.

That's not gonna do it.

Why not?
You're a loose end.

Look, here's the deal, Doc...

You either face this,
or you pray to God

that he lets you go back
to being who you were.

You think he'll do that?

No. I don't.

Good, because he won't, ever.

What is the third strike
I had to learn?

I call this one the money shot.

I'm sorry.

You should be after
what you've made me do.

I got here as soon as I could.

It's fine.
I'm off shift in 10 anyway.

- Okay.
- She's in the back of the car.Okay.

The mother wanted her arrested
arrested for assault.

Did she hurt the girl?

No, but it turned into some type
fucking tug-of-war thing,

I guess...
She wouldn't let go.

The girl started crying,

and your wife said,
"Come with me,

I found you, you're safe now,"
pulling on her.

Yeah, I got it.
And the mother's like, trying...

I got it, I got it,
I got it, okay?

Here. Go get lunch
or something on me.

Appreciate it.
Thank you.

Figured it can't be a bad thing
to have you owe of me...

- Thank you.
- Right.

I'm here, sweetie.

Jackie, I'm here.

- Ray.
- Hey.

Ray, I saw her!

Oh, no, you didn't.

No, the lady called her
"Violet,"

but she looked at me.

I recognized her. I knew...

- It wasn't her, sweetheart.
- I knew... I knew it was.

- Sweetie...
- She was so beautiful.

Okay, stop! This cannot keep
fucking happening!

Okay? One of these times

no one's gonna be here
to call me,

and you know what happens then?

We're gonna get you
some help, okay?

We can get you some...
I saw her.

Come on.
We're gonna get you some help.

- Dr. Cohen...
- I can't do that.

You can do that.
You won't.

If she wants you to know
what we talk about,

she's free to discuss any
and all of it with you herself.

I heard you the first time.

But other than that,

I really don't know
what else I can say.

You said your wife needed help,
and I'm trying to help her.

But I'm sure you understand.

I can't allow you to dictate
how I do that.

If she were suicidal

you would have to tell me
what you heard.

I think you know
that's not true.

My only immediate
legal mandate to report

is regarding child
or elder abuse.

But anything else I hear
in confidence

just comes down
to whether I'm worried

about being sued or not.

Not just suicidal thoughts,

but domestic violence,
criminal activity...

Deciding to tell anyone
about those things

is completely up to me.

D.

Now, this is interesting.

All of this here...

between the Cliff House
and the Camera Obscura...

lots of lines and shadows.
- Good stuff.

This isn't so bad either.

Crunchy.

We have to assume
he's got eyes...

very important that you arrive
there by yourself.

Carl and I will get there
ahead of you,

do on-sight reconnaissance,

find a spot,
and once we have it,

we'll let you know.

I just want to be smart.

You will be.

You're gonna get him
out of that motel room,

and you're gonna
let me do my thing.

Trust me, brother.

As of this moment, you are
not the one in over your head.

He is.

Yeah?

Carl: Where are you?

Just parked up
below the Cliff House,

just next to
a construction site.

There's a path to the left.

Got it.

And just behind the Cliff House,

there's a smaller building.
It's shaped like a gi...

Giant camera...
Yeah, I see it.

Now, over the ledge
there's a 60-foot drop

to the rocks and water,
give or take.

Here's D.

Big Dog.

Have you seen her?

Negative, but I've got eyes
on the place...

Crown Vic's around back, black
Mercedes right next to it.

I did clock a guy coming out
of one of the rooms.

Could have been a clone
for that fucker I sent away.

Look, Blackstone will try to
make it look like he's alone,

but he won't be.
He'll have a play.

Soon as I see it,
I can deal with it.

You copy?

Doc, you copy?

Yeah. I copy.

Eyes in the back of your head.

Wind shifts,
don't wait to receive.

You good for the call?

Yeah.

Roll the dice, brother.

Okay.

Talk to me.

There's no point
in killing anyone,

'cause that's just more shit
you'll do time for,

and believe me, if we don't
settle this today,

you will do time.

It's your boyfriend.

Where the fuck you at,
big talker?

Just below the Cliff House,
on the sidewalk.

Why?

'Cause I'm not walking
into that motel.

You should be smart enough
to know that.

You meet me here.

Then why should I trust you?

You don't have to.

It's a public place.
It's out in the open.

We can meet behind the building,
if you like that better...

say what we have to say,
trade what we have to trade.

I've got what you asked for.

Now listen.

She deserves her own life...

without you, without me.

I need to see her leave, alone.

That doesn't happen, I call
the cops and we can both burn.

I got my daughter. She's safe.
That's all I care about.

That's what I'm willing to do.

Yeah, what I want to know is
how someone like you

managed to stay alive this long.

You happy?

I made this for you.

Sheath goes in the pocket
of your pants,

hooks catch on the fabric,

hold the sheath in place
when you draw.

Fixed blade, so you don't have
to open anything...

fast way to deploy.

Dagger... double-edged,

cuts with both sides,
great for stabbing.

Where's Radu, in the car?

It's dark out. Let's go.

Jaclyn: Raymond.

It doesn't have to be this way.

If I don't come back,
shoot her in the head.

Yeah?
- We're on. I'm at the motel.

Your guy just pulled out
in the Crown Vic,

two more guys
getting in the Mercedes.

- Any sight of her?
- Just the guys.

There's gonna be some kind of
play, but I'm on it.

Just get to your spot
and stay there.

- Copy.
- Good man.

I'm staying on the Mercedes,
but I'll tell you this...

You get Blackstone alone
on that path,

you see a move, don't wait.

Go first... trust your training

then circle out
and head for Land's End.

Look for Carl.
- When you say...

Hoo-rah, Big Dog!

What the fuck, buddy?

The man has got
a gun and a badge.

All I've got is a fucking
three-inch knife.

- Doc.
- We have to abort this, D.

This is... This is insane.
This is worse than insane.

What am I gonna do, stab a cop?

Focus. You need to focus.

I'm a fucking doctor,
for Christ's sake.

Tell Carl that I'm leaving.

I... I can...

If I can stay below
the sidewalk,

he might not see me.

Ah, we have to rethink this.

This is not gonna happen,
not like this.

I'm walking to Land's End.

Blackstone:
Where the fuck are you, man?

Come on, Doc.
You win, I'm here, I'm alone,

I got the key to her room.

You bring me what you brought,
you're welcome to her,

and then we're done, okay?

Do you have what I asked for?
You can tell me that at least.

I have it.

We're in a public place,
just like you said.

I'm here, Doc.
I'm ready to talk.

I'm not gonna wait all night,
though, you know?

You know, my energy level
isn't what it used to be?

My fucking lung.

But you know how
that works, right?

You're a doctor.

All right, what's it gonna be?

You coming or not?

I'm on my way.

Well, hey, hey.

There's a path behind you
on your left.

Leads down below
the Cliff House.

Okay.

Well, we meet down there,
away from the street.

Why don't we talk about that
when you get down here, okay?

- It's all good, Doc.
- Keep coming.

Third move in the template.

A single, fatal blow
to the aortic arch...

two inches off the center line,

approximately
at the second button.

Aim for the spine.

Maintain eye contact, Doc.

Downside of this strike...

It has to be made
with sufficient force

to break through
the chest cavity

and sufficient accuracy
to find its target.

Slashing at a femoral,
even if not wholly accurate,

will result
in a debilitating wound.

The money shot, if not carried
out with absolute precision

and wholehearted commitment,
will likely prove a disaster.

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