Original subtitles

MAN: I'm telling you,

you're doing it wrong.

- You ain't gonna. - Inflict any damage.

- With no flattened-out. - Magazine.

Roll it up nice

and tight, huh?

(whooshes) You want

to bring the hurt.

- You ought to listen. - To old Bunny.

Whatever it is you got going,

you want to need a guy like me.

See, this is why no

one likes you, man.

You too good to talk to

any one of us up here?

You ain't so big.

You better watch your back, son.

- (pounding on door) - MAN: Virgil!

Making a call this week?

Turn it around.

Step away from the door.

(lock buzzes)

(grunts)

(guard gasping)

(guard gasping)

(thudding)

We're cool.

(keys jingling)

(latch clanks)

(door creaking)

(mutters, grunts)

(groaning)

(lock buzzes, clanks)

(gasping, groaning)

Man down in 14!

(alarm blaring)

(shouting)

He's heading for C-block,

level two tiers!

He's heading to D-block!

Repeat... Delta Block.

Heading west!

(alarm blaring)

(indistinct, distant shouting)

Whoa! How the hell did

he get past you guys?

Sergeant, confirm... you said.

D-block yard? Delta block?

Confirmed. How did you miss him?

(alarm blaring)

(siren sounding)

- Ray, you're gonna want. - To hear this. - What's up?

Get your asses in your civvies

and your nose in the case files.

- Man, we ain't even here. - Three seconds.

Get that.

So I just heard

from Director Knox.

Should I have a seat

for this one?

He's been keeping

an eye on us, he likes the

way things are progressing,

- and he's been asking a lot of. - Pointed questions about you.

Did you know the human body

requires complex sugars

and soluble fats

for optimum performance?

Donuts have both.

So you're saying

- donuts are good for us? - Yeah.

- CHARLIE: - Knox said.

That if you keep delivering,

this could

get you back

in with the marshals.

Need something, Shea?

Boston creme.

So, what does this mean exactly?

Get back in?

- They gonna reinstate me, - give me my badge and all?

Listen, Knox didn't give me

a timetable or anything.

He just said

- if you keep. - Working hard...

- So, it's like an attaboy. - From the top brass.

That and two bucks

will get me on the subway.

Come on, let's get back to work.

Hey, hey! Stop being

- a stubborn son of a bitch, - all right? This is a good thing.

- All right? - All right.

CHARLIE:

Virgil Downing's

a notorious hit man.

Now his only conviction is

- for murdering. - A police commissioner.

- In Waterbury, Connecticut, - six years ago.

But he's suspected in three

dozen other contract killings.

- And he doesn't. - Discriminate.

- Judges, cartel leaders, - housewives...

One story has him pulling

a hit on a Mob boss' dog.

Aw, that ain't right.

- Police commissioner didn't. - Bother you, but a Pekinese...

- I'm partial to the. - Underdog, Ray,

Not being a law enforcement

officer, such as yourself.

- CHARLIE: - I mean, he's highly skilled, n.

- He's well prepared, - he's very cautious.

The only reason why

they caught him in Waterbury

was because his appendix

- busted while he was. - Fleeing the scene.

They found him laid out with

- the murder weapon. - Still on him.

- Now, Virgil has. - Many aliases,

No known connection.

- Prison bosses. - Haven't even figured out.

How he slipped past

their response teams.

- We do know that he kept. - His money in offshore accounts,

- Which the FBI seized. - After his arrest.

- So, if he wants. - To cross a border,

- He's gonna have to. - Pick up some more work.

- All right, we need. - To catch this guy.

- Before. - He starts killing again.

If he's back in business,

- then there's got to be. - Some way we can find him.

- LLOYD: Okay, here's. - What we do, guys.

We check out the yellow pages.

We look under H for hit man.

- Next, we look. - Into Facebook.

- CHARLIE: - Next, we send you.

On the bus back to Rahway.

Let me say this again.

This guy's got over

- three dozen. - Killings on his belt.

Says here he was the trigger

- in that La Guardia. - Double in '03.

- I have a CI who. - Knows something.

- About how. - That one went down.

Want to give him a call?

Her.

Shea, let's take a drive.

(siren blaring)

(distant, indistinct

(arguing and shouting)

(horn honks)

- Your snitch is. - Blowing us off, Ray.

- She'll be here, and. - If she's a snitch,

What does that make you?

Yo, Ray, I ain't no snitch.

I am a confidential

informant.

A snitch is someone who

sells knowledge to the popo,

- but a CI is someone. - Who trades.

- Based on a mutual trust. - And respect.

With a specific

law enforcement officer.

Like me. I got in good

with the marshals.

- (car door opening) - Ooh, sorry. - I am late.

Oh. Whoa!

You ready to trade on our

mutual trust and respect?

You bet your boots

to a barn dance, Big Ray.

I don't believe

we've had the pleasure.

Chastity.

What's up, brah?

That Dombrowski brother

still have a thing for you?

- My regular Tuesday-Thursday. - For going on,

Hmm, years now.

Oh, he is

into some weird...

You Italians are freaky.

- He's Polish. - Hmm?

He's Polish.

Ends in a vowel.

- Trust me, he's. - A dumb Pollock.

Question is, is he

dumb enough to talk?

- You get enough coke in him, - he won't do anything else.

- He ever mention the. - Name Virgil Downing?

Trigger man? Mm-hmm. Oh.

- You know that sick son. - Of a bitch shot a poodle?

Oh, you mean, Pekinese?

Pekinese, Japanese,

dirty knees, look at these.

- Who cares? - He shot a dog.

That is a mess.

- If someone wanted. - To hire Virgil?

- Oh, nobody's gonna hire him, - Big Ray. He's in prison.

He busted out yesterday.

Good for him,

but he ruined his rep

when he got caught.

He is persona

non grata.

- That's old Italian. - For unhireable.

- But if your chatty friend. - Hired Virgil,

- He must have. - Met the broker.

He got a name?

Well, aren't you something.

For somebody like Virgil,

you need a referral

just to get a referral.

I'm sorry, Big Ray.

- This one's above. - My pay grade.

But if you need anything else,

you know how to find me.

And I will see you around.

You stay warm,

good-looking.

- Oh, you know I. - Keep it sizzling.

(laughs)

What did that

just get us, Big Ray?

- Well, at least we know. - Virgil won't be going back.

- To that line. - Of work anytime soon.

That's what that got us.

- You should start. - Taking some notes.

- Hey, I did. - Why she call you Big Ray?

'Cause I got a big heart.

What can I tell you?

- Oh, that's what. - You call it now?

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Help!

- Help! I need. - Some help!

(bystanders shouting)

- MAN: - Help!

(bystanders shouting

(in distance)

Whoa! Dude...

- you scared. - The crap out of me.

Aren't you a little young

to have a private office?

What is this?

This...

Holy sh...

It's for Genevieve.

- The 3-D facial. - Imaging software.

Made Virgil Downing out.

- I mean, he should have known. - That a building that has a.

Federal regulatory office in it

would use these kind of cameras.

- He probably didn't know. - The cameras existed, Charlie.

He's prison-ignorant.

Cons can't keep up

- with the latest. - In gadgetry or anything else.

I just found out.

Bea Arthur died.

- LLOYD: - Hey, Ray.

- Why do transplant. - Recipients always.

Prefer Republican's hearts?

- Because they've. - Never been used?

Yeah.

- That joke finally. - Make it to prison?

- Sue me. I'm out of touch, - all right?

- Erica just told me. - About Bea Arthur.

It was devastating.

I'm telling you,

I know what I heard.

Charlie said, "Get you back"

in with the marshals."

- I mean, what else. - Could that mean?

It could mean anything, okay?

- Maybe Ray's in the doghouse, - maybe Ray's on probation.

- But he didn't. - Lose his badge.

- He's in charge of a team. - Of U.S. marshals.

- No, no, wait... Charlie runs. - The show, which makes no sense.

I mean, Ray's the one

with the field experience.

- Why is he answering. - To a desk jockey?

Everything Charlie

knows, he Goggled.

Googled. Googled.

You've never used

a computer, have you?

I mean, you

don't get it.

I get it.

Cops say Parker had a clean

record, no obvious enemies.

Shell casings.

- Duster can't pull. - A single print.

- He left the casings behind? - That's pretty bold.

No, pretty smart, actually.

You wear gloves

- to load your rounds, - you don't have to worry.

About finding the casings

- after the hit... - Just walk away.

We should look in any

shootings since the escape,

- where 22 long rifle. - Casings were found.

- Parker's coworkers. - Are pretty upset.

Said he's a good guy

for a kid who came from.

- Wall Street money and got his. - Job through family connections.

CHARLIE: Maybe somebody

resented him for it?

I don't know

- about that... - Word out there is,

Virgil is unemployable.

Maybe this was

some personal vendetta.

(siren wailing in distance)

(knocking)

- (woman speaking indistinctly. - Over headphones)

(man speaking indistinctly

(over headphones)

(grunts)

- SHEA: - Yo, Erica,

- You know. - Ray's not a marshal, right?

- Of course he is; - he caught you two.

Exactly.

He was a marshal.

- When I was at. - Julianne's desk today,

- I overheard him and Charlie. - Talking about...

- LLOYD: Okay, w-what. - Does it even matter,

If he's a marshal?

Oh, you kidding me?

It means they're lying to us,

- so what else are. - They lying to us about?

- Are we really getting. - Months off our bids?

- How do we know. - This for sure?

- I see, I see, - here we go.

The Man's keeping us down,

right, hmm?

He invented the AIDS,

crack in the fried chicken.

Shut up, Lloyd.

Now he's taking our months.

- Yeah, I know you really want. - This situation.

To be legit, Lloyd,

- but we just. - Can't assume,

- Even if all your people. - Understand about oppression.

Is how to perpetuate it.

- (clearing throat): - Okay. - Crack in the fried...

- ZANCANELLI: - New Haven police.

- Just caught a. - Home invasion...

- Print-free .22 - casing left behind.

Same brand used at

the Parker murder.

- ZANCANELLI: - "Emuby," uh...

What kind of name

is that, Lloyd?

Emuebie Okafor, and

clearly he's Scottish.

- (chuckles) - He's Nigerian.

- All right, well, the Nigerian. - Was a grad student.

Who was studying

bioengineering.

Now, that's a far cry from

a Wall Street golden boy.

- CHARLIE: - Keep reading, Ray.

Nothing was disturbed or taken.

- Okafor was killed. - With a single shot to the chest.

That smells like a hit to me.

I guess we'll have to wait

till you get the forensics

on the shell casing.

- SHEA: - See?

Once Charliegets them.

CHARLIE:

Jules, get on the

line with forensics

and lean on 'em

a little bit.

- You got a. - Problem today?

Yeah, I guess I do.

- I'm starting to wonder. - If things around here.

Are what they seem,

like this deal we got going.

- Is it for real? - It's backed by. - The Marshals.

- Why wouldn't it. - Be for real?

- And you would know 'cause. - You're a marshal, right,

Like full-time?

Who do you think

you're talking to?

- You know, I brought. - You into this thing.

- I can knock you. - Right back out.

- You like your little. - Cush setup at Maybelle?

- You keep running. - Your mouth.

- And I'll send your. - Ass back to Sing Sing.

And let everybody know who

you been working for.

How does that sound?

All right, Ray...

I was just joking.

Didn't mean

to strike a nerve.

Unbelievable.

Emuebie Okafor

is a member

of the Nigerian royal family.

Are you sure?

Did you see his apartment?

Distantly related,

but still could be something.

Oh, please... Africa?

Every goat herder in Abuja

lays claim to that crown.

JULIANNE:

Maybe because there's a lot

of history there.

- It is the cradle. - Of civilization.

- That's a really great. - License plate slogan,

But how are things

going down there now?

- Everybody got a full. - Tum-tum in Africa?

Hey, zip it, all right?

- So if Virgil Downing. - Is struggling for work.

And his reputation

is down the toilet,

- maybe he's soliciting. - Work from overseas.

- ERICA: - Parker's family.

Is from old money, and

that's royalty of some sort.

Maybe, maybe that's

the connection.

- ("Ace of Spades" - by Motorhead playing)

♪ Going for the high one ♪

♪ Dancing with the devil ♪

♪ Going with the flow ♪

- (needle buzzing) - ♪ It's all a game to me... ♪

- Want to take. - A little break?

- No, man, a little bit. - Of pain never hurt me.

(alarm sounds in distance)

Bro, that sounds

like my ride.

♪ Seven or 11,

snake eyes watching you ♪

(alarm continues)

♪ Double up or quit,

double stake or split ♪

♪ The ace of spades,

the ace of spades... ♪

How's it going, Laird?

Who the hell are you?

This is for Genevieve.

Oh, no, please!

♪ You know I'm born to lose

and gambling's for fools ♪

(rattling doorknob)

♪ But that's the way I like it ♪

- ♪ Baby, I don't wanna. - Live forever. ♪

- I barely saw him, but yeah, - that might be the guy.

And the kid here?

Laird Lipinski.

I guess he wasn't royalty.

Three to the chest,

just like the Wall Street kid.

- But the Nigerian student. - Was only shot once, right?

- What difference does it make? - Forensics matched the casings.

- We know it was Virgil. - That killed Matooey.

- Emuebie. - What am I,

- A U.N. interpreter? - This much shitty ink,

He was trying

to cover something up,

- like when a brother quits. - A gang and can't afford.

To laser off the tats.

- Did you do some. - Cover-up work?

- Yeah, that's all. - My shitty ink there.

What was he trying

to hide?

Sigma Zeta Chi.

- That's the baddest. - Gang on campus.

- He doesn't seem. - Like the frat-boy type.

- ZANCANELLI: - What happened?

I think he just hated

the whole Newington.

College deal.

Hold up.

Our banker boy went

to Newington.

Parker Bancroft was in Sigma.

Zeta Chi with Laird Lipinski,

- but only for a couple. - Of months.

Before Laird left school

in '07.

Right after Laird

was tried and acquitted

- as an accessory. - To rape.

- ZANCANELLI: - Accessory?

- Who was charged. - With the actual rape?

- Was it Parker? - JULIANNE: - No way to be sure.

The name of that defendant

was withheld

- because he was under 18 - at the time.

- ERICA: If it was Parker, - then we need to be looking.

- At his accuser. - These guys got off, right?

Maybe, maybe there's

a really angry girl

- out there. - That's looking.

- For justice, - the kind Virgil Downing.

Can deliver.

The rape shield statute has

her name redacted as well.

I'll call my judge,

- have him unseal. - The court records,

- But it might take. - A couple of hours.

(rock music playing,

(indistinct chatter)

What's going on?

- Young minds realizing. - Their full potential.

- SHEA: - Rape was five years ago, Ray.

Most of these cats

weren't even here.

Institutional

memory, Shea.

Upperclassmen pass on lore

to the lowerclassmen.

Somebody here knows

something about that rape.

- Lap it up with your tongue, - you little bitch.

Yeah, get right in there.

(laughs)

- Aren't you too old. - To be hanging out.

- With these, - uh, knuckleheads?

If this is about

the blow-up dolls

on the front lawn, address all

complaints to campus security.

- Now, if you mind, - get in there.

Show him

your badge, Ray.

Hey, how long you been

a student here?

- Well, technically I graduated. - A couple years ago.

So you knew Laird Lipinski?

What are you, a cop?

- Yeah, U.S. Marshal, - actually,

And you're starting

to piss me off.

I did a whole semester

of pre-law. I know my rights.

- Did you know Lipinski. - Was murdered today?

Huh?!

What?

- No way. - Laird's dead?

So you know who he is.

- You know about the rape. - That happened here, too?

What rape?

- Okay, all right, all right. - Hey, easy,

- Schoolboy. - (clears throat)

Let me tell you why

- you should open up. - To my colleague here.

Now, you have

three half-naked young men

- on their knees, - lapping up fluids.

- Now, as a board-certified. - Psychiatrist,

I can tell you, that is

a perfectly normal exploration

of relational

power dynamics.

It's also super-duper gay,

which is totally cool with me,

- but unless you want us. - To get a warrant.

For your hard drive

and show your buddies here

- all of that fun stuff we both. - Know you like to download...

Okay.

Okay.

(clears throat)

It was an alleged rape.

- And all Laird did. - Was keep the lounge clear.

While Parker closed the deal.

Parker Bancroft?

What about the Nigerian prince.

Webhead Oakforest?

Emuebie Okafor.

Who's that, some other dude that.

Krauss chick falsely accused?

We call that pulling a Krauss...

- When you blame a guy. - For something he didn't do.

Krauss... that was her name?

Yeah,

Guinevere, Genevieve,

something like that.

Who cares?

She dropped out.

Jules, I got a name.

- TV REPORTER: - the surveillance software.

Not placed

fugitive killer Virgil Downing

- at the scene. - Of Parker Bancroft's murder,

- Authorities say they may not. - Have been able to tie him.

To Okafor's tragic slaying.

Police are still trying

to determine if there's

any connection between Okafor

- and the other two victims. - (shatters)

- Anyone with information. - About Downing's whereabouts.

Is urged to come forward.

Stay warm, animals.

So, when you asked him

if he's a U.S. Marshal,

did he say yes?

- Not exactly, but I'm. - Telling you, Lloyd,

- You need to start. - Worrying about this deal,

- 'Cause something. - Ain't right.

- I think you're hearing. - What you want to hear, Shea.

- What I want to hear is. - Some kind of confirmation.

- That this deal. - We got is legit.

(phone rings)

Hi, Julianne.

Genevieve Krauss?

- Ray Zancanelli, U.S. - Marshals Services.

What's this about?

- The defendants in. - Your rape trial

Parker Bancroft,

Laird Lipinski.

- What about them? - They were murdered today.

We believe someone hired

a hit man to kill them.

- You can imagine. - How this all looks.

- (scoffs) Yeah, but I didn't have. - Anything to do with it.

- LLOYD: - Hey, Ray.

Excuse me one second.

Your dad work as a guard at.

McCollum-Walker Penitentiary?

Yeah.

- Well, the guy who killed. - Bancroft and Lipinski...

- He escaped from. - Your dad's prison.

- I'm gonna need you. - To grab your coat.

And take a ride with us.

- WOMAN (over television): - Speaking of urges,

- The latest diet craze. - Out of Sweden lets you eat.

- Whatever you want. - While still shedding pounds.

The catch... you have to eat

a serving of boiled cabbage

with every meal.

Yes, you heard that right...

Boiled cabbage.

Oh, my God.

Not another word.

- SHEA: - Check it out.

The escape makes our boy Virgil

look like some kind of magician,

but the fact is,

he just ran a hustle.

When I was a kid,

me and my boys decided

to throw a block party.

- You know how we closed. - Off the streets?

We made a few traffic lights

go red the entire night.

- City spent days trying. - To figure out.

What went wrong with their

fancy switching systems,

but all we did was swap out

the green bulbs for red ones.

- The answer was right. - In front of them.

- They just didn't. - Know where to look.

- Somebody rerouted. - The camera signals.

To make it look like

Virgil was in D-block

when he was really

going over a wall

- in A-block. - So by "somebody,".

- You mean someone. - Who had access.

- To the security. - System.

(door opening)

Sweetheart, you okay?

Dad, what's this about?

Whole lot

of nothin'.

You sit tight

while these guys

waste my time

for a little while.

- GENEVIEVE: - Okay.

I wish I knew how he got out.

I mean, he did a number

on a couple of our guys.

- No, he did a number. - On the inmate.

That he killed.

- He went easy. - On your guys.

- A little pepper spray, - a choke hold...

All full recoveries.

- ZANCANELLI: You. - Helped Virgil Downing.

Escape so he could

settle the score for you.

- I know what this looks like, - but I didn't.

- Have nothing. - To do with it.

- I had no beef against that. - African guy.

- ZANCANELLI: Krauss, we know. - How you got Virgil out.

Switching the video signals?

- What do we. - Look like, idiots?

Guys, I can barely hook up

a DVD player.

So as soon as

Virgil Downing escapes

from your prison,

he goes after the guys

- that are accused. - Of raping your daughter.

- Why would Virgil do that? - Just out of the goodness.

- Of his own heart? - Maybe he. - Thought I was.

- A stand-up guy and he. - Wanted to do me a favor.

Or he thought I was a jackass

and he wanted to find me.

- I don't know. - Says here.

- That you drained. - Your savings account.

Of $40,000 the week before

Virgil Downing escaped.

- Was that the deal? - 40 grand.

- Plus you help. - Him escape?

I took that money

to Atlantic City.

And let me guess.

You lost all of it.

Casinos don't give you receipts.

Bullshit.

- Krauss, look, I could. - Sympathize with you...

- I got a daughter. - Around the same age...

- But this, - this is wrong.

You got a daughter?

Yeah, I do.

Do you love her?

Do you squirrel away money

for her college education?

- 'Cause that's what. - That 40 grand was.

That was Genevieve's

college fund.

I scrimped and saved for 17

years to send my kid to school.

17 years.

But she didn't get

to use it, now, did she?

- No, my daughter's. - Education.

Ended the night that

those bastards attacked her.

So am I bothered

by the fact

that they're dead?

Hell, no, I'm not.

But I did not hire

Virgil Downing to kill 'em.

Tell us where

Virgil Downing is going next...

and we'll cut a deal with you.

Deals are for

guilty people.

Uh, that is my lawyer,

and if you got any more

questions, ask him.

'Cause I'm leaving.

Genevieve, let's go.

Hey, keep your

phone on, all right?

- JULIANNE: - That's it?

- We just gonna. - Let him go?

- You know he's guilty, and. - He's rubbing our noses in it.

Why don't we just arrest him?

So he could get bailed out,

- and Stone, Lakefield & Birch. - Could tell us to go pound sand?

Jules, need you to call HQ and

have them put a tail on Cliff.

- JULIANNE: - It's not gonna. - Do anything.

If Krauss has half a brain,

he's not gonna go within

100 miles of Virgil.

He might slip.

Reach out to local PD.

- Have them go. - Door to door.

- Someone might've. - Seen something, heard something.

- I'll call Cliff's supervisor. - At the penitentiary,

- See if he can. - Tell us anything.

Any connection yet

to the Nigerian?

- Virgil's a free agent; Maybe. - He's working another contract.

- Great. So Virgil. - Could be anywhere,

- About to take out anybody. - Look, just keep.

- Your nose to the grindstone. - We're gonna get this guy.

I want to, believe me.

And when I do,

I get my one month off,

right?

Yeah.

When have you not?

See, that was

a dumb mistake.

Now the cops are

after my ass,

and I have no idea

what they know...

so I gotta hurry up.

And I hate to rush.

- You know what. - That's like, right?

- Yeah. - Yeah? Saturday.

Night, the bar,

you got 'em three deep.

Now, imagine...

(sobs)

if you didn't take

the time to prep.

You'd-you'd be

in the weeds.

That's it.

I'm in the weeds.

(phone rings)

(beep)

Hey.

I'm...

- I'm at the bar. - Listen,

I think there's

a bit of a gas leak.

So maybe...

- maybe you could... - you should.

Come check it out.

(quietly):

Okay.

There. Now,

will you let me go?

Not quite yet.

(sobbing)

(clears throat)

Hey, really quick,

is Ray still a marshal?

- What is that. - Supposed to mean?

- It's a pretty. - Straightforward question.

Why do you guys

always do this?

Do what?

Look for ways to ruin

what, to me, seems like

a pretty good setup.

You want time off

your sentence,

just do your job.

You're right. Sorry.

Mm-hmm.

(phone rings)

U.S. Task Force.

(quietly):

He's totally not

a U.S. Marshal.

Hey, Charlie?

- Uh, Krauss's supervisor. - Just called.

He's downstairs.

- Virgil Downing escaped. - On my watch, and I'm gonna get.

To the bottom of this.

- All right. - What do you got?

Devonne Dawkins,

inmate at McCollum-Walker.

- This junkie won't be able. - To help you in court,

- But you'll want to hear. - What he has to say anyway.

- Yeah. Krauss and. - That Virgil dude.

Took a little stroll one day,

had a little conversation,

whispering, conspiring.

Really?

- And they said this. - In front of you?

- Nah, they thought. - They were alone.

- Had no idea. - I was under the stairs.

- What'd you hear? - DAWKINS: - Hold up.

What y'all gonna

hook me up with inside?

- Say, is that. - Fresh coffee

I smell up there?

I'm gonna grab a cup.

- I trust that. - My prisoner.

Will be treated properly

in my absence.

Absolutely.

Hey, listen, Eminem...

Man, take a look at me.

You think you could

do worsethan what

I get in that place?

I ain't here out of charity;

I got something you need.

(knocking)

Can I talk to him

for a second?

Thanks.

- Our, uh, associate, - Bazooka Joe,

Would like to have

a word with you.

Brother named Spark still

calling the shots up at Walker?

This here,

my brother...

is a 12-year-old

single-malt...

- CHARLIE: - Yeah, it's mine. - Not anymore, partner.

- The hack that. - Brought you here,

- He's gonna. - Let you bring.

- This bottle back. - On the inside.

Give it to Spark,

and you'll be untouchable.

Man, you're a con, aren't you.

(Shea clears his throat)

It's still mine till you

tell us what you heard.

Okay.

Virgil must've had

something on the outside

- he was selling. - To the guard, - 'Cause they were.

Going back and forth.

And that guard

drove a hard bargain.

Refused to pay a dime

till all four were delivered.

All four?

Yeah, the two rapists,

the Nigerian kid...

- And one's still. - Left out there.

Then Virgil's

still on the job.

Parker and Laird were the

only two charged in the rape,

- and there's no testimony. - Even mentioning.

- That anyone else. - Was involved.

Okay, let's try to widen

the focus a little bit.

Let's crack this baby open.

- Now, the question is not. - Who is legally responsible,

It's who Genevieve's dad

- blames for attacking. - His daughter.

So let's try to look

at it through the

prism of his anger.

Now, the trial transcript

said Cliff was escorted

- out of the courtroom. - For an outburst.

- What happened. - Right before it?

- JULIANNE (sighs): - Um... testimony.

From a Ryan Montgomery.

- The bartender who said. - That Genevieve was wasted.

When she went with Parker

to the frat house.

There it is.

- There what is? - Well, look at Cliff.

- He is a proud, - blue-collar,

Workaday guy,

and then along comes

- this other. - Working-class gentleman.

Who goes and testifies

on behalf of a rich-kid rapist.

- He's got to feel. - Profoundly betrayed.

- What do even know. - About Ryan Montgomery?

- JULIANNE: - Already on it.

I have one Ryan Montgomery

who applied for

a liquor license in Queens.

- Which means he. - Left Hartford...

Oh. Wait a second.

- Ryan Montgomery. - Was the previous tenant.

In the very same apartment

- where Emuebie Okafor. - Was murdered.

He was a mistake... Virgil went

there to find the bartender,

- and he found. - The wrong guy... - That's why.

- The M.O.'s different; - only one shot. - Okay,

- Give me the address. - To Montgomery's bar in Queens.

I have one simple rule:

Hit only the people

on your list...

don't touch anyone else.

(phone ringing)

(ringing continues)

It's simple economics.

(ringing continues)

MAN (calling):

Rose! Hey, Rose!

Rose, you gonna

answer the phone?

(ringing continues)

What the hell's going on here?

(cocks pistol)

This is for Genevieve.

- (silenced gunshots) - (Rose screams, cries)

(Montgomery groans)

(sobbing)

- No, please, - I'm not on the list.

Yeah, but I'm in the weeds.

She was collateral damage,

just like the

Nigerian kid.

This isn't over yet.

Cliff ordered one more,

so who is it?

- This guy was just. - A trial witness; - He might've.

- Even told the truth... - If Cliff blames him,

Why not the prosecutor,

the jury foreman, the judge?

- Doesn't even have to be. - Limited to the trial.

- There's no real way. - Of knowing who's next.

- So we should. - Just give up?

Let Virgil finish his job

and he's in the wind?

Really, Lloyd?

- So we go back to. - Arresting Cliff,

- Trying to get. - Him to talk.

Did you just get here?

- There's no way. - Cliff helps us.

Derail this train.

- Okay? He did this. - For his daughter.

- You of all people. - Should know that.

- Yo, Ray, everybody's. - Working the case, man.

- How you gonna. - Ride us like that?

You order us around like a

screw; Whole time you been

lying to us...

Why aren't you a cop

anymore, Ray? Huh?

I mean, what'd you do,

plant some evidence, put

somebody in a hospital?

I want to know who the

hell I'm working for.

That's enough.

No, no, I got it, Charlie.

- You guys want to know. - What I did?

I'll put it out there.

I took eight grand from a bust

to buy my kid

- a used car, - so she wouldn't.

- Think I was a deadbeat dad. - Okay, let me.

Get this straight.

- You look down. - Your nose at us,

- You call us animals, and. - This whole time you're a con?

Worse... a dirty cop.

- Oh, you want. - To judge me? Huh? - Ray.

A gangbanger who profited

from his own people?

- Ray. - A psycho vigilante.

Who chose vengeance

over motherhood?

And you!

You wrote prescriptions

to college kids

to cover your own debt.

Please don't.

An 18-year-old girl O.D.'d.

All right...

- that's enough. - From everyone.

- Go outside, get Lloyd, - put him in the car.

I'll be right out.

Now!

My bad.

Julianne, I need you to get

- a friendly judge on the line. - I need an arrest warrant.

Mr. Krauss, we have

an arrest warrant.

I hope you spelled

my name right.

It's not for you.

Step aside, please.

Dad, what's going on?

You got no right

to do this.

Sure we do.

- There were two names. - On her college fund account...

Yours and hers...

And since you insist

- that you did not hire. - Virgil Downing, well...

- Wait. I don't. - Understand.

Genevieve Krauss,

you are under arrest

for conspiracy to murder,

obstruction of justice,

lying to a federal officer.

- You know damn well that she. - Had nothing to do with this!

Dad!

Get your hands off her!

- Hey. You don't want. - Her dragged away?

Photographed, fingerprinted,

strip-searched...

then give us

Virgil Downing!

Let's go.

- I'll take care. - Of this, honey.

Come on.

Let's go.

You're a hell of a father.

- GENEVIEVE: - What happens now?

- Well, Parker Bancroft. - Was killed in New York,

- So NYPD gets. - First crack at you.

They book you.

You get a lawyer,

get arraigned...

Or you could help us.

Tell your dad

to give us Virgil Downing.

He talks,

you walk right out of here.

What's up?

Let me talk to her.

All right.

- We have more in common. - Than you realize.

Okay, I know

you were raised by a single dad,

- the type of guy. - That has no business.

Raising a little girl,

let alone by himself.

But he tried like hell.

And for that, you love him

more than you love yourself.

- And he would do. - Anything for you.

And maybe he did.

When I was raped...

I know it sounds crazy...

It was just as hard on him.

He couldn't move on.

He talked about it all the time,

about what he'd do to those boys

if he could just

get his hands on them.

And what about the bartender?

He was just a witness.

- And I don't know. - What he has to do in this.

But I don't think my dad

- put those three bullets. - In his heart.

All I ever wanted

was to just put this

thing behind me.

- How'd you know. - About the three bullets?

Hmm?

- How did you know. - The victim was killed.

With three bullets to the heart?

I read it.

In the papers.

Virgil's M.O. was never

released to the press.

You knew.

Hey, listen,

you have until I get to the door

to tell me exactly what you knew

- and when you. - Knew it, otherwise,

- This arrest. - Becomes so much more.

- Than a ploy. - To pressure your dad.

- I didn't think. - He would actually do anything.

But a few days ago,

when I heard about

Parker getting killed,

I went to my Dad.

He told me about Virgil,

about how things

were already in motion,

how you couldn't stop it.

- There's one more target. - Out there. Who is it?

I don't know.

You don't know who's next?

Well, you better figure it out

pretty damn quick.

(sobbing)

(sighs)

I was on a date that night.

He left me for his old

girlfriend at the bar.

I went with Parker

to the fraternity

'cause I lost my ride

back to the dorms.

My dad hated Justin for that.

Where is Justin now?

(cell phone ringing)

She's not going

to give up, Justin.

- It's not my girlfriend, - all right?

- I swear, it's. - Not her number.

Let me get rid of them.

Okay, whoever this is,

your timing really sucks.

- Justin, this is Charlie DuChamp. - With the U.S. Marshals.

- We believe that you might be. - In great danger.

- I need you. - To know your location.

Zach? This is really

not a good time, man.

- Justin, - I'm telling you the truth.

We're tracking your cell phone.

- You're at the pavilion, right? - So are we.

- Where exactly are you? - Uh...

Okay. Who is this, really?

Justin, we believe that

Genevieve Krauss' father

- is blaming you for what happened. - To his daughter,

- And he might have sent. - Somebody to kill you.

To what?

I-I can see you.

- You're walking right towards me. - I'm waving at you.

No. Justin, that's not me.

Justin, run, now!

Justin!

This is for Genevieve.

Stop!

- Ray, he's on the boardwalk, - coming towards you.

I got a visual... he's heading

back towards your way.

Hands outside

the Jeep, Virgil.

With your left hand,

open the door.

Walk to the back.

- Get down on your knees, - hands behind your head.

Your father is

downtown in Booking.

Here's the address.

You must be Genevieve.

Come on.

Take care of yourself, okay?

You, too.

- All right, get your. - Prison gear back on.

I'm taking you guys

back to Maybelle.

What? Are your legs broken?

I wrote that prescription,

but it was an accident.

- All right. - Give it a rest, Lloyd.

No.

- The girl's boyfriend. - Broke up with her,

So she went to her apartment and

swallowed a handful of philocets

and a bottle of vodka.

How was I su...

Lloyd.

Lloyd, you don't have to explain

yourself to anyone.

What happened was my fault.

And I regret it.

- And I just want you guys. - To know that.

Be right back.

All right. Listen up.

This task force

was put together

- by Special Deputy. - Ray Zancanelli.

And the only reason

I agreed to head it up

was because I believed

that it would be motivated

by people who just wanted

to get their lives back.

But that's going to require

that each and every one of us

- looks past. - Each other's baggage.

So if you feel

like you can't do that,

raise your hand.

You can take a ride back

to maximum security

when they come pick up Virgil.

Good.

Now let's just move on.

Oh, and by the way,

I have a congenital

heart defect.

I could drop at any moment.

Okay?

- Now we've all seen. - Each other's dirty underwear.

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