All language subtitles for BREAKOUT Kings - S01 E12 - There Are Rules (720p NF Web-DL)

(crowd chatter)

MAN (over P.A.):

Gold gate is secure.

Gold gate is secure.

(overlapping, indistinct

(shouting and chatter)

(indistinct chatter

(continues)

Attention inmates in the yard,

stay in your area.

- Attention inmates.
- In the yard, stay in your area.

MAN:

I think

you're lost, Tinkerbell.

I'm just enjoying the sunshine.

In this part of the yard,

the sun belongs to me.

So if you and the rest

of "We Are The World" here know

- what's good for you, - you'll
get the hell out of here.

That's funny, 'cause I was about

to say the same thing to you.

(engine revving)

Whoa!

(tires screeching)

MAN (over P.A.):

Lockdown! Lockdown! All

available guards discharge now!

Please!

I have a family!

So do I.

Trokey, come on!

(grunts)

Please!

(overlapping shouting)

- (tires screeching,
- engine revving)

Citizen assault complaints,

witness intimidation.

- Warrantless search.
- And seizure...

Sir, I will admit

that our team tends

to be a little unorthodox,

but we always stay within

the confines of the law.

Would you say that

with your hand on a Bible?

I thought so.

Relax.

I'm not here

to crack any skulls.

Just maybe shake things up

a little bit.

Shake things up?

If you check with Director Knox,

he'll let you know

- we have all.
- The necessary clearances...

I spoke with Knox,

- as soon.
- As I became his new boss.

And truth be told,

I about fell out of my chair

when I saw what you guys

had cooking over here.

It's creative,

I give you that.

- With all due respect,
- Deputy Wendell,

We're effective, as well.

And it can be more so.

You got to put the fear

of God in these cons.

Task force like this

doesn't get leeway,

can't afford slip-ups.

Besides, these are felons.

- I got a file.
- In my office this thick.

- Of guys that can replace.
- Any one of these mutts.

Sir, we've got a massive case

we're about to take on,

but you know that,

so if we're talking about change

for change sake,

I think it's a mistake.

I'm not saying

I'm definitely making a move.

I'm just gonna

review your case files,

watch your operation,

see if anything should be done,

because now that I'm in charge,

I'm not gonna let this group

burn my ass.

LLOYD:

Mom is naked, the

- and then the.
- Party clown says,

"Now that is what

I call a balloon knot."

- Why aren't.
- You laughing?

- MAN: - So this is the team?

- Yup. Guys, this is.
- Richard Wendell.

- He is the... - Pleasure.
- To meet you, Dick.

My name is Lloyd Lowery.

Would you like

to hear a tasty joke?

- He's the marshals' -
new chief director.

I see.

This is Deputy.

Ray Zancanelli.

How you doing?

- Well, now that everyone's
here, - you can get started.

- Clearly, you've got your work.
- Cut out for you.

I'll check in later.

All right.

(sighs)

(sighing)

I did not know

that he, you know...

- You like jokes, Lloyd?
- Yeah.

You ever heard the one

- about the psychiatrist.
- That got his teeth knocked our?

That wasn't funny, though.

Listen up. We have

a multiple breakout

to crack, as well as a new chief

director who's up in my shit,

- so we don't have any time.
- For jokes.

Everybody, get to work.

ERICA:

Okay, may be paranoid,

- but I don't like the fact.
- That that guy was just here.

I'll second that.

Boss man coming through,

can't be for a good thing.

- I'm gonna put this.
- To bed right now.

That man might send one of

you guys back to the big house.

Lop off a head, make his mark,

and then take credit for it

as if he put this team

together himself.

Okay? So if you try to pull that

shit that you normally pull,

I'm not gonna be able

to save your hide.

- The best thing.
- That you can do.

Is just play it straight

and focus on the case.

You follow me?

All right, we got five

bad men on the run today.

- They kidnapped a guard with.
- A four-year-old at home.

And a pregnant wife.

Ray, can you

run 'em down?

Ronald Barnes.

Securities fraud,

insider trading.

Took a half a billion

before he got popped.

This guy destroyed lives,

and wore a five-figure suit

at his arraignment.

He's a sociopath.

- To make matters worse, - he
broke out with these psychos.

That's Chester Rhodes.

Bad son of a bitch.

He's killed more people

than smoking.

He's the real deal.

How do you know him? Did you

guys pledge at Yale together?

- I pledge I'll put.
- My foot up your ass.

This is Carlos Zepeda.

Zepeda ran the biggest.

East Coast car theft ring.

Tran Jun... forger.

His passports have gotten

half the Russian Mob

into Coney Island.

Sandy Clemente... drug runner.

He might look like a deadhead,

but he left scores of bodies

on both sides of the border.

As of today, all of these guys

are out of the wall

with the help

of a tractor trailer.

Any thoughts?

Whitey provides the money.

Chester's the muscle.

- One of his old prison buddies.
- On the outside drove the truck.

The car thief

provides the transpo.

- Well, Clemente moves drugs.
- Over borders.

This time, it'll

be people.

And the Asian guy

- forges the passports.
- JULIANNE: - This just came in.

Listen up.

The guard they took was found

up by a barn up in New Paltz.

He was shot twice in the head.

ZANCANELLI:

By some holding companys owned

buried under half a dozen

corporate names.

- Bottom line, - it
belongs to Ronald Barnes.

- Hiding assets from.
- The government...

- He should hang.
- Out with Philly.

- Open up.
- Dispatch said.

You were coming.

Barn's locked.

Called in a warrant.

- Don't need one.
- Exigent circumstances.

What's exigent?

The cons are gone.

Could be in the barn.

- How'd they padlock themselves.
- From the inside?

Well, I'm interested

to find out myself.

Hold my warrant for me.

Thanks, buddy.

(indistinct radio

(communication)

They're out of their jammies.

(clears throat)

CHARLIE:

They were cutting up photos

over here.

Already making

their passports.

- These tracks over.
- Here are thinner.

Put an alarm out for three cars

and two motorcycles.

No, it's four cars.

The smaller tracks are

from a roadster pre-1940s.

Run that, Jules.

Sure. Just a sec.

When Ronald Barnes' assets

were seized,

several of his cars in

his collection were never found,

including a 1937

Jaguar roadster,

valued at half a million.

No way these guys want

- to make a getaway.
- In a car that noticeable.

- But they need a car.
- That valuable.

They're gonna sell it to fund

their escape out of the country.

- That's why.
- They brought Zepeda along.

He knows how

to move cars underground. Shea?

They don't want to be spotted.

They'll go some place close.

- I'd have run 'em.
- Through a few spots.

- Near the GW bridge, southern
CT, - places like that.

I can take you to 'em.

No. We're gonna need you

for something else, Shea.

Five pairs of greens,

a set of civvies.

Doubt anybody

left here bare-ass.

- There was supposed.
- To be another runner.

And that guy's still inside.

- Hell, no. - And he.
- Probably knows.

- What these guys were up to.
- Once they got out.

He won't talk to us,

- but he'll talk.
- To another con.

- You've got some boys.
- On the inside there.

The deal was minimum security.

Now you want

to throw me in Attica?

Kiss my black ass.

Jules, run me up some

prisoner transfer papers.

- All right, they have a full day.
- Ahead of us.

- We got 48 hours, -
or they're ghosts.

- Erica, Lloyd, - we're
gonna hit the chop shops.

Shea, back to the

big house, buddy.

ZANCANELLI:

Four reasons a con

wouldn't go on a jailbreak.

One: They backed out.

No way after all the work it

took to prep something

- like this. Two: - they
got kicked off the team.

But then they would have blew

the whistle out of spite. Three:

They got tossed into

solitary before the escape.

But the incident reports

only show three SHU inmates,

- and they've been there.
- For three weeks.

- So that leaves us.
- One option.

They were hurt

and tossed in the infirmary.

That's where you

might find your guy.

Yeah, med records show

five inmates admitted

within a week before the escape.

Could be any one of them.

Paperwork's all done.

You're officially

transferred to Attica because

- you assaulted a guard in.
- Sing Sing, and just so you know,

- The warden doesn't know.
- You're with us.

You're going in naked.

That's a joke, right?

No. Guards can be on the take.

Hold up.

Convicts find out

I'm hooked up with you,

and I can't even get

the warden to help?

Nah. Put me back in Maybelle.

I'll work the next case.

(grunts)

What the...?

- You attacked a guard, you would.
- Have got tuned up yourself.

You know that.

Authenticity. Come on.

Let's roll.

- U.S. Marshals.
- You run this place?

It's my shop.

Am I in some kind of trouble?

- Well, this is.
- The third garage

- I've been to today,
- and I'm starting.

To smell like brake fluid,

- so if you waste my time,
yeah, - you're in trouble.

Hey, man, I'm just a mechanic.

And I just have a tan.

- Look, I know you're moving more.
- Cars through here than a...

- Than a stretch of.
- Autobahn passing.

- Through a Volkswagen.
- Factory, but...

- What?
- What?

Sorry. Uh, sorry.

I was doing

a little Dennis Miller

stand-up thing.

- (in Miller's voice): -
You're moving more cars.

Through here than a stretch

of autobahn passing through

a Volkswagen factory...

- Because a lot of people.
- Drive on the autobahn,

- And a factory has.
- An assembly line...

- The joke stands.
- On its own.

- Really? - Obviously not.
- I think it does.

What the hell kind of cops

are you?

I'm looking for a roadster

- that's subject.
- To a federal seizure order.

- It was owned.
- By a fugitive,

- So if you help.
- Him sell it,

- I'm booking you on.
- Aiding and abetting.

- That's what kind.
- Of cops we are.

- Using metric tools.
- On an old British car?

You're one hell of a mechanic.

- (screaming)
- Lift the car!

- Under the car, what's your name?
- Carlos!

- Carlos Zepeda?
- Yeah.

Come on. It's crushing me.

I can't breathe, man.

Let me out!

I lower it again,

you're dead.

Where are your pals, Carlos?

You've been "aprehendo-ed,"

mi amigo.

See that guy?

Chester Rose

is a shot-caller, bro.

I help you catch him,

I'm a corpse back inside.

Okay. Well, we got one.

- That should appease.
- Wendell for a bit, right?

We got one out of five, Erica.

- 20% success rate's not.
- Going to save our jobs.

Your job.

- Are they serving.
- Alcohol here?

- Because you must.
- Be "shatfaced".

- If you think.
- They would dump me.

- Okay. You're.
- Analytical, academic.

Anyone in Psych Ops

could replace you.

You are eye candy

that runs fast.

"Oh, my dad's a bounty

hunter, so I know things."

- Watch what you say.
- About my father.

Or what?

You'll kill me?

Don't tempt me.

- Then don't overestimate.
- Your value, Mr. Boobs.

Maybe it'll be me.

I mean, the Marshals

already tossed me once.

- Like they'd really.
- Shoot Bambi. Come on.

I'm sorry.

That was uncalled for.

- Just...
- You're so sweet.

- And I... She was.
- Making me...

The point that I'm

trying to make is

that I will not go

back to making bunks

and cleaning toilets

just to hang a "do not disturb"

sign on my ass!

Hi.

Uh, no dice?

- No offense, Charlie,
- but you have been.

- Behind a desk for some time,
- so maybe interrogation.

Is not your forte.

- I know what I'm.
- Doing, Lloyd.

- I'm just saying,
- I have an idea.

Thanks. No, thanks.

Lloyd?

What do you have in mind?

You haven't cracked

this filbert yet, DuChamp?

Don't know how you cash

your paycheck, buddy.

He's being

uncooperative, sir.

- Well, you have to give a.
- Little to get a little, dummy.

Speaking of which,

why don't you go get

- me and Mr. Zepeda.
- Here a coffee.

You like yours black,

Latin or honky?

Little bit of cream.

Latin for the Latino.

I'll go Wesley Snipes.

Are your legs broke?

Do it now.

(clears throat)

Listen.

I need you to talk,

- but you're not going.
- To rat on Chester, are you?

Got that right.

A man of principle.

I like that.

But what if I can take Chester

out of the equation,

by taking you out of Attica?

(laughs)

How you gonna do that?

Maybelle Minimum Security.

Heard of that place.

Easy time.

It's easy as Sunday morning,

my friend.

- I would set you up.
- With a new name.

And all you have to do

is sign that form.

This deal's legit?

As legit as anything

I can offer.

Uh, uh, uh.

Gracias.

That's salty and unprofessional.

Back to business.

Tell me what you know.

All I know is I was

supposed to meet Tran,

the Chinaman forger,

in Maywood, New Jersey,

at the bus stop on

Palmer and Passaic,

- with the money I.
- Got for the car.

This was Ronald's plan.

He didn't tell

me anything else.

I believe you.

This is iron clad?

- Hey. An offer made.
- By a U.S. Marshal.

Cannot be rescinded

under the law.

Wait. This is not

a transfer form.

- I'm not a U.S. Marshal. But.
- You did just register to vote.

So enjoy Attica.

Sir?

(shouting in Spanish)

- ♪ There's money in the
air, - can you feel it? ♪

♪ Whichever way it blows, that's

the way I wheel and deal it ♪

♪ See, I chase Gs,

n-n-never chase women... ♪

Nah.

Nah, this ain't happening.

How you been, Stuckey?

- What you doing.
- In the A-train?

I tussled with a guard,

sent me here.

Looks like I missed all the fun.

That was off the vine, boy.

Caps fallin' like raindrops.

Hey. This is Shea Daniels,

- the man that.
- Started it all.

This is my crew. This is Dee.

- He's my Sarge In Arms.
- On the inside.

Looks like you got

things rolling here, Stuck.

Speaking of which, you know

you always got a spot

at my table, but in The Attic,

there's one Alpha Dog,

and that's been me for a minute.

You feel me?

I respect that.

- Just trying.
- To get a good job.

On the inside and ride it out.

Can you hook me up

with Doc Duty?

Infirmary's a cush gig.

- Don't want the hacks.
- Stickin' me on a chow line.

Dee runs jobs for me.

I'll hook you up.

Come see me tomorrow.

No, no, no, no, no, son.

Today.

Spin! Wheels!

Hairy...

Hairy big wheels!

Hairy big wheels?

- Are you trying. - Not to win?
- All right...

(loud bang, all gasp)

Look, guys. No problems here.

- You just take.
- What you want, okay?

(woman screams)

What did you do

to my house?

Beige?

This isn't a motel.

- You see, - this
is what happens.

When you sell homes at auction.

20% reduction in price,

20% reduction in owners.

(sobbing)

Right there.

I don't work for you, Ronald.

You break up the floor.

Really?

Between the two of us,

who do you think's going

- to get through.
- That floor faster?

I don't take orders, man.

I am not ordering.

I am pleading.

Please, use your head

- and that.
- Prison-hard body of yours,

- So we can get.
- Through that floor.

- And the hell back.
- Out on the road.

"Rolling on the River."

Am I right?

(woman sobbing, man panting)

Right there.

We set?

- Couldn't get you infirmary.
- You're on bucket duty.

- This ain't straight.
- Up, Stuckey.

And you been

straight up with me?

I don't know what

you're talking about.

I just want a good job.

You take the job

that's being offered.

There are rules Syndie runs on.

One of 'em is

if two guys got beef,

it can be settled with blood.

You want to throw down

with me, little man?

Like I said...

(grunts)

My cousin's married

to this guy in Sing Sing.

He said you ain't

never touched no guard.

Said you were

transferred a while ago,

but nobody knows where to.

We're looking

into you, Shea.

You best watch your back.

(alarm wailing)

Step aside. Break it up.

Break it up.

I'm hurt.

Need the infirmary.

Hey, Ray. Can I get a couple

bucks? I want to get a cannoli.

If you buy lottery tickets,

you addict, you'll have to

put your finger up your ass

to scratch 'em off.

Got him.

There's Tran.

Yeah, that's him.

It's him.

- Hey!
- (horn honking)

(tires screech, Tran gasps)

- (bus honking)
- No!

- You are supposed to catch
them, - not kill them.

- The suspect fled.
- Into the roadway.

- I've got a busload of
witnesses, - says you all.

Chased the perp into

the path of an oncoming bus!

- That's how.
- The lawsuit will read!

What exactly

would you have us do?

Well, a real task force would've

approached at a perimeter,

surrounded the fugitive,

who would've then known

running was useless.

No fuss, no muss.

We couldn't create a perimeter.

Three on our team

can't carry weapons.

- And why's that?
- Oh, yeah, that's right.

- 'Cause they're criminals, -
and if I want your opinion,

I'll ask.

Deputy DuChamp,

you get this team in order

or I'll be forced

to do it for you.

- Wow, Charlie. Could have stood.
- Up for us a little bit there.

- We were all.
- Getting chewed out.

- Yeah, but if they're.
- Gonna shake things up,

- You know.
- They're gonna axe a con.

- You could have told him.
- About all my my contributions.

- Your contributions?
- I'm the one.

Who figured out the tire tracks.

- I'm the MVP.
- Of the whole situation,

Right, Charlie?

Out.

I have a daughter, Lloyd.

- I have somebody.
- Depending on me.

- So do I. Maybe.
- You've forgotten.

- About a certain angel of.
- God named Agnes Lowery.

- She needs me. And you.
- Know what, Charlie?

- If they want someone,
- give them Shea.

He's already in Attica.

- I bet he's perfectly.
- Happy in there.

Okay, I second that.

- Would you animals.
- Just shut your mouths.

- And focus on the job?
- Look at this.

- Tran's passports.
- Are incredible.

If he'd gotten the cash, he

would have been able to get

- black market microchips.
- For these passports,

- And they'd be anywhere.
- In the world by now.

We got lucky.

Speaking of anywhere

around the world, I got a hit.

A credit card reservation

was made

- under one.
- Of Sandy Clemente's aliases.

At a private airstrip

in Northern Delaware.

Clemente had his crew

- use small planes.
- To carry cocaine.

Maybe he learned to fly himself.

It's close to 6:00 a.m.

It's only 1:45.

There's no cover here.

We'll be spotted.

- Let's bunk down.
- For a few hours,

- Get fresh, come back.
- When the airstrip opens.

All right. You know each

of us has to room with a con.

- I know. I'm.
- Bunking with Erica.

Yeah, right.

- I'm not bunking with Lowery.
- I can't stand him.

- I'll kill him.
- And I won't?

No way, not happening.

Hey. I know what you

guys are arguing about.

Jerks.

Rock, paper, scissors?

One, two...

There are a lot of

good schools in New York.

(door creaks open)

Hey, I got to go.

- Um, we'll talk.
- About this again.

- All right.
- Love you, sweetheart.

All right, bye.

Who was that? Charlie?

Very funny.

You know, uh, maybe next

job you guys could buy me

- some underwear that.
- Isn't so small?

- I'm sure it's an.
- Honest mistake, though.

- Eh, I wouldn't.
- Flatter yourself.

Jules buys the clothes.

So, what's your

daughter's name?

It's none of your business.

- Is that a family name,
- Ray? Come on, we've.

- Been working together.
- For months now...

You can't tell me her name?

I don't like talking

about my daughter.

I'm not like you.

I don't wear my kid

on my sleeve.

MAN (on TV):

When do we want it? Now!

No more war!

- (clicks remote control)
- Do you know why

I wear my kid on

my sleeve, Ray?

Because out here,

I have her with me.

You know, I cannot get

kicked off this team.

- I need to get back.
- To my daughter, okay?

- I need to...
- Hold on.

- Look, we don't know.
- What Wendell's gonna do.

He could cut

one of you guys,

none of you guys.

All you can do, Erica,

is focus on your job.

Okay?

- I think it's ironic.
- That people run.

When the universe

is so infinite.

We can never truly flee the

ubiquitous realm we all share.

The truth is, you

can be a galaxy away,

and we'd still

all be together.

You know what

I mean, Charlie?

I can't believe there's

only one clean bed left.

Yeah.

(sighs)

CHARLIE:

Why is your

underwear

on the chair, Lloyd?

I sleep

unencumbered,

Charles.

(exhales)

Sweet dreams.

- MAN: - Those guys are.
- As good as caught.

MAN 2:

You're crazy.

Barnes is crazy rich.

- He's got a bunker.
- Under the Rockies.

That's where they're at.

I'll bet anyone a carton

that by the end of the day

- they all turn up.
- In Mexico.

Bet.

Mexico is the first

place they'll look.

Rocky Mountains, man.

Hey.

You don't want to bet?

It's stupid.

What makes you the expert?

'Cause you clowns don't know

anything about this escape.

Yeah, you're right

about that... but

you know something

about this, don't

you, my man?

What?

You were supposed

to be on the escape.

(chuckles)

Don't deny it.

What white boy who ain't a

skinhead shaves his head?

From the two-tone between

your forehead and scalp,

the top of your dome

ain't seen the

sun in years.

- You didn't want to look.
- Like your mug shot.

- When it was plastered.
- On TV after breaking out.

Now...

I don't want to have to

tell the warden or nobody.

I just need some info.

- MAN: - Okay, you've
been cleared to go.

- Whoa, whoa, - whoa, hold up,

We're talking here.

- Too bad.
- We need the bed.

- Hey, hey, I feel
good; - take mine.

- You're not going anywhere.
- Until the doctor clears you.

- He'll be back in the.
- Morning. Let's go.

I got it.

- All right, - let's go.

(wheezing)

I'll be back.

No. Look, you killed the guard,

that was bad enough; No more.

They'll tell the cops what we're

wearing, that we're together.

- Hey, we broke out together...
- Not a surprise.

We're still with each other.

We get caught,

- these deaths are.
- Gonna be on you.

- And instead of getting.
- Five years tacked on.

- For escape, you'll.
- Get death row.

Is that what you want?

Think, stupid.

Now, let's keep moving.

We're losing time.

You think you're

so much better than me.

No. Just different.

(laughs)

Nah. We're both

businessmen.

I steal with my fist,

and you steal with a... pen.

And I bet you done

caused more damage

to people in your life

than I have.

I never killed anyone.

You done bankrupted

families, pensions.

Yeah. People done died

at your hands, too.

We ain't that different.

(airplane engines rumbling)

Where are they?

(sighs)

We've been sitting here

longer than the Lincoln.

Memorial, babe.

Again with the

Dennis Miller thing?

What Dennis Miller thing?

He tries to do

these analogies...

I don't try;

I nailed it.

Yeah.

I'm just saying maybe

we got it wrong, maybe

Ronald and the boys

- got jammed up.
- I'm just saying.

- Maybe they lost. - Their ri...
- Car.

- All right, here we go.
- Animals, get out.

(engine revving)

(tires squealing)

- CHARLIE: - Get out of the car!
- Hands up!

- ZANCANELLI: - It's Clemente.

CHARLIE:

Let me see those hands! Slowly!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Don't shoot, man.

Where's Chester and Ronald?

There's nobody else here, man.

- Where are they, man?
- All right, look, - It's just me, man.

- There's nobody.
- Else here.

All right? It's just me.

- ZANCANELLI: - Damn it!

Three down.

This is almost too easy.

- Your friend.
- Carlos Zepeda talked.

You'll be the only one

left out in the cold.

If he talked, he's a dead man.

I like to breathe.

(knocking)

You're making

a mistake, pal.

(knocking)

What's up?

- Ronald Barnes and Chester Rhodes.
- Did a home invasion.

At a house Barnes used to own.

- They grabbed some money.
- That was stashed there,

And they assaulted a

civilian who just died

at the hospital of

a brain aneurysm.

- Any witness statements?
- Nothing useful.

They didn't even see the car

that they drove away in.

Look at me, Ray.

Do whatever you got to do to

find out what Clemente knows.

And the Chief Director?

Whatever you got to do.

(grunts)

Answer me, or I'll turn you

into a jack-o'-lantern.

Where are your partners?

Man, I don't know... Aah!

- (screaming)
- You're panicking.

(speaking

(indistinctly)

(screaming)

Lighter's full, Sandy.

(gasping)

Hey, man, I was supposed

fly to some one-horse

airfield in Florida,

and we'd all meet there and

fly to the Virgin Islands.

Talk!

That's all I

know, I swear!

Where are they!

I swear that's it, man!

(groans loudly)

I assume you heard.

I'm calling Special Ops

now for a charter flight.

- We've popped three of these.
- Guys, so he's vulnerable.

We can get down there...

He's not going

to Florida.

- I just fried that.
- Guy's sinuses.

He's telling the truth.

- That guy believes he's going.
- To Florida, but he was.

- Lied to.
- Lied to?

- This is too easy.
- 'cause it's.

- Designed to be.
- This guy's.

- Just doing what.
- He's done before.

- This Forbes.
- Article calls it.

- "Barnes' Strategy.
- Of Controlled Chaos."

- When foreign.
- Debentures collapsed.

- In 2002, everybody thought.
- Barnes was busted,

But actually his position

was really small.

He turns around, he buys the

debt for pennies on the dollar.

In English, egghead.

Okay, Raymond, let's say

you have a lemonade stand.

Knowing there's gonna be a

really bad lemon crop that year,

you make it look like

you really need lemons.

- Everybody thinks.
- You're vulnerable...

- Like Charlie just said...
- When actually.

- You don't need lemons,
- because, Shazam,

You've got

powder mix.

You call that English?

- Oh, my God!
- Barnes wants us.

To think that we have him.

Because we have his lemons?

I have got this.

Because we have his lemons.

- But they are.
- Cannon fodder, okay?

He wanted us to chase them,

he wanted us to catch them,

he wanted us to think his plan

was falling apart,

because that was his plan.

If he's heading to Florida

and we don't follow...

He has us going south...

New Paltz, Jersey,

Delaware, Florida...

He's in the northeast.

Yeah, well, that's

still just a theory.

Mm, yes,

like relativity's a theory.

I know it's not as impressive

as tire tracks, but I'm right.

Yeah?

Found the guy who

bailed on the escape.

- How you know.
- It's him?

For one, you've got

a do-it-yourselfer that runs

right to the wrist and stops.

Enough damage to get into the

infirmary and out of the escape.

Not enough to die from.

Why did he bail out?

I don't know.

Listen...

- cons might know.
- I'm working with cops.

- Shea, if this guy bailed.
- Out on the breakout,

He knows something.

Do you hear me, paisan?

I'm Cinderella and it's 11:59.

You got to come

get me out of here.

Now.

Got to get Shea out;

His cover might be blown.

Is or might be?

It might be.

But that's not

a good thing.

We can't pull him

on a "might be."

- Hey, Shea, listen,
- stay safe,

- Find out what.
- The guy knows.

- We'll get you out.
- As soon as we can.

(beep)

(grunting)

I founded the Syndicate,

I ran Sing-Sing,

and now I run Attica, too.

Unless you want to do

something about it.

Unless you want to be next,

you'll answer my questions

straight up.

- Why'd you pull out.
- Of the escape?

What did you know?

Pills...

Ronald was taking pills.

He was a junkie?

- No, no, - I know the guy.

- Who smuggles in junk.
- For the other inmates,

And he said he was running

some pretty serious

- prescription motion sickness.
- Pills in there for Ronald.

So he was gonna fly out of

the country on a small plane.

- He gets, he gets.
- Motion sickness.

- He got.
- Three weeks worth.

- He said we were going.
- To fly out of the country.

You only need that many pills

if you're going on a boat.

If he lied about the plane,

he lied about everything.

- I'm telling you, this guy.
- Was going to screw us.

- I couldn't just.
- Quit the escape.

- Chester would have killed me.
- Just to be safe, so...

I cut myself,

and they put me in infirmary.

(phone rings)

Hey.

- SHEA: - Barnes lied.

He was gonna screw everyone.

Barnes is taking a boat.

- He's not flying; -
he's taking a boat.

You sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Listen, I took care of business.

Now get me the hell out of here.

(click, dial tone)

Ray, hey, Ray.

He's not flying; He's taking

a boat out of the country.

- We got 2,000 miles.
- Of eastern seaboard.

Where the hell could they be?

- You're sure you know.
- Where it is?

Trokey told me where it was.

Here we go.

(gun cocks)

You're a son of a bitch,

you know that, Ronald?

That's what the business pages

called me.

- I really don't want.
- To do this, but, come on,

- You just need me.
- To sail the boat.

- How close would we get.
- To the islands.

- Before you'd dump me.
- Over the side.

- And steer my rig in the rest.
- Of the way by yourself?

Maybe, but you got

a problem, Ronald.

You got nobody to pull

that trigger for you.

- This is a job.
- You can't delegate.

- You got to actually dirty.
- Your hands for once,

And we both know...

(gunshot, Chester grunts)

- All right, - Barnes
had four boats,

- All seized by the government.
- Months ago.

Were they sold at auction?

Yes... uh, to Karyn Usher,

Zack Estrin,

Graham Roland, and Gabe Trokey.

Trokey... why do I know

that name?

- Trokey drove the truck.
- Through the prison wall.

- Barnes probably had him buy.
- The getaway boat as well.

- If Trokey wouldn't.
- Have been killed,

It wouldn't have caused a blip.

Registration?

Uh, yeah,

Woodmere Docks, Long Island.

- I'll meet you.
- Downstairs.

Search all the boat slips

in the marina,

find out exactly

where the boat is docked.

My neck is killing me

from that motel bed.

Why did Erica get to stay back?

- Look, just shut up.
- And go show the harbormaster.

Barnes' mug shot.

- LLOYD: - Guys...

Guns down, boys.

We really don't care if he dies.

Really?

Ray.

I will blow his brains

all over the dock.

- CHARLIE: - All right.

See?

What are you going to

do, Ronald, shoot us?

People will hear you.

- I'll do it down in the cabin.
- And I'll dump you out at sea.

We're not going down there,

- and if you come any closer,
- we'll just jump you.

- You could shoot.
- One or two of us.

But not all three of us.

Look, it doesn't have

to come down to this.

- We know about your stash,
- Ronnie.

- What the hell.
- Are you doing, Ray?

Making a win-win situation.

- All right, you want.
- A taste to go away?

Not a taste, the whole thing.

A bag that size...

Hundreds, 400K?

Very good.

Ray, this is unacceptable.

- So is getting crapped out.
- By a shark.

- Please take the money.
- He's right.

We take the money,

we let him go, he lets us go.

You take half now,

you get off the boat.

I get out into

international waters,

I'll leave the rest of it

on buoy marker 12.

- I so much as see a seagull.
- Following me,

I will burn it all.

And I'm taking.

Skinny here as insurance.

- Sure.
- LLOYD: - I think I deserve.

- A voice in this situation.
- Shut up, Lloyd.

Charlie?

- RONALD: - What's
it going to be?

No one can know about this.

- I want the.
- Money first.

- Look...
- Easy.

Just be cool.

Okay?

You'll get what you want...

You'll get away,

we'll get what we want.

Open your jacket.

Look, nothing.

Toss the bag, all right?

As far as I'm gonna go.

Aah!

- Get down, get down.
- Aah!

A lot of good people

died because of you,

- and at the end.
- Of the day,

You get to go back

to where you started.

Get up.

There are rules, DuChamp!

- Never leave one.
- Of your crew hanging!

Never!

- Rode my ass here the whole way.
- You're damn right.

- I'll ride both of y'all.
- Like Seabiscuit.

- After what y'all pulled.
- On me today.

- CHARLIE: - Take
it easy, all right?

- Don't say something.
- That you might regret later on.

Listen, I'll take it

any way I want, all right?!

- Get your hands out of my face!
- What's wrong with you?

Hey, settle down,

settle down!

I'm sick of this!

- Take off your badge,
- DuChamp... DuChump.

Hold my badge.

- Come on, come on! - What's up?!
- Hey, hey...

(all yelling)

I'm in your world now!

Deputy DuChamp,

everything okay?

Everything is fine.

- I'd like to speak.
- To you privately.

- What are you doing?
- If one of us is.

Getting axed,

I want to hear it.

CHARLIE:

Sir, I know how that looked

out there, but just understand

- that Daniels has been having.
- A rough go at it.

For the last 24 hours.

Don't worry, I'm not

tossing the gangbanger.

He's safe. Lowery, the girl...

They're all safe.

That's good to hear.

Zancanelli's got to go.

- CHARLIE: - Pardon me, sir?

That's, that's insane.

He's a dirty cop,

a convicted thief.

- CHARLIE: - No, he's a guy who gives.
- Everything he's got.

- To catch the bad guy.
- Every single day.

- We wouldn't be nearly.
- As effective without...

- He's an embarrassment.
- To the badge,

A badge he is no longer

allowed to carry.

I know him, I know his type.

Thumbs his nose at the suits,

thinks he can get away

with whatever he wants.

Permission to speak freely, sir.

Go ahead.

Sir, you're full of shit.

This whole thing...

You coming

- to check out the cons...
- It's just,

- It's just smoke and
mirrors, - isn't it?

- You just needed.
- A paper trail.

- To make this look.
- Like it was a real investigation.

When all along

you walked in here knowing

that Ray Zancanelli was gone.

I am a chief director who knows

that keeping Zancanelli on the

team is too much of a liability.

And this is my task force.

And it's my.

Marshals service,

and unless you want me

to use my new authority

to have you back behind a

desk come Monday morning,

I suggest you

back the hell off

and change

your tone.

You know, there are rules,

and I'm not going to leave

one member of my crew hanging,

so come Monday morning, please

make sure my desk is waxed

and every pencil

on that desk is sharpened

because I'd rather be there

than to spend another day here

without Ray Zancanelli.

We closed that case.

In less than 48 hours,

- five convicts.
- That had escaped from Attica.

Were no longer at large,

- so if you want.
- To talk.

- To the feds.
- And explain to them.

- That you decided.
- To break up this team,

Fine, go ahead...

but I'm gonna get my two cents

in, too, from behind my desk.

Hmm.

This goes south, I'm not

just nailing Zancanelli.

It's on you, too, now.

Been on me since day one.

Okay, so he didn't even want

to change up the team.

I mean, frankly

I don't see why not

'cause, had he asked me,

I had

a few suggestions.

What,

- do you guys want a parade or.
- Something for keeping your jobs?

Go in there,

get changed.

- The transpo van's.
- Downstairs waiting on you.

- Listen, I'm.
- Gonna head home.

- The wife rented some.
- Stupid chick flick.

That I got to go pretend

like I like and everything.

Need a ride back after

we see the cons off?

Thanks a lot, Charlie.

Yeah.

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