All language subtitles for FBI S06E01

I don't want you
getting sick, okay, honey?

- Okay.
- Okay.

And I know you get worried.

But you just have
to keep practicing

and keep taking practice tests.

I got all fours and fives
last time.

Allison will turn them
into seven and eights.

You have my word.

She's the best ISEE tutor
in the city.

[mysterious tense music]

All right, all right.
Listen up, people.

Any and all kind-hearted,

liberal souls
looking to make a difference

in the life of a young,
marginalized Black man,

this is your chance.

All you got to do

is make a tax-deductible
cash donation to yours truly.

Hmm?

♪

Don't touch that.
That's filthy.

Never touch anything
that doesn't belong to you.

Understand?

♪

[tense music]

♪

[people screaming]

♪

It's gonna be fine, buddy,
I promise.

No, I get it.
Of course I get it.

But look, you're the new kid.
You just gotta own that.

It takes time for things
to fall into place, right?

Yes.
That is what I like to hear.

Okay, I love you.

Would you put
your sister on for me?

Okay, well, tell her
I love her.

And I'll call you guys
after school, all right?

Kay, bye.

Morning.
- Hey.

Can I ask you a question?

Why are young girls
always getting ready?

What do you mean?

Never mind.
Just kids, you know?

Everything okay?

Yeah, yeah.

My son just transferred
to a new school, so.

- Yeah, that can be tough.
- [sighs]

Oh, your annual review
is coming up.

Oh, okay, yeah.

Is there anything
I need to know?

No, all good.

I guess our only critique is,
we want you

to be more assertive,
take more of a leadership role.

But we'll talk about it
in more detail with Isobel.

[phones buzz and chime]

[ominous music]

All right, good morning, folks.

Hate to start the day off
like this,

but we have dozens of injured,
ten confirmed dead,

including a 12-year-old
and her mother.

So far, no terror group
has claimed credit.

There's also no evidence

that it's related
to recent events in Israel.

Actually, Isobel...

I just spoke to the
counterterrorist division.

Apparently there's
been a lot of chatter

over the last few weeks

from a cell connected
to Ansar Allah.

They're based out of Yemen,

but they have
the same ideologies as Hamas.

Yeah, well,
we are entertaining

any and all theories
at this point,

so let's stay on top of that.

And that goes for anyone else
in here with any hunches.

Let's talk to each other,
get this engine running,

get ahead of this thing.

Let's get some boots
on the ground, yeah?

Elise, traffic cams.

Social media posts,
surveillance video.

Let's go to work.
- Copy.

[suspenseful music]

♪

Hey.

- Hey, I tried to call you.
- Yeah, sorry.

I was running around
all morning.

Nina's away at her sister's,

so I was playing the hero
up all night with the baby.

Oh.
Not sure that makes you a hero.

Fair. So what do we know?

We've got ten dead.

Young, old, men, women,
Black, white, Asian.

And the bomb?

Bomb techs said
it was made with T4,

popular with terrorist
organizations.

Any distinct characteristics, features?

No, not yet.

Well, whatever it was...

It worked.

Start canvassing
for witnesses.

♪

I was looking out my window
sort of daydreaming,

thinking about how much
I hate my job.

Uh, anyway, I saw a man drop
a backpack near the bus stop.

And then he, um, he took off.

Did you see
what he looked like?

Height, build, skin color?

Pretty average-sized.

Um, and he had dark skin,
I think.

Dark. Like brown,
Black, Middle Eastern?

I-I think he was
Middle Eastern,

but I'm--I'm not sure.

I--I didn't really
see his face.

He was wearing a hoodie.

Okay, um, what made you think
that he was Middle Eastern?

Um, I--[chuckles]
I--

I don't know.
Um, I--uh--

Okay, did you see
which way he went?

Yeah.
He walked off that direction.

Thank you.

Yeah. Got it.
All right, listen up, folks.

According to an eyewitness,
the suspect: male,

average height, dark skin,
maybe Middle Eastern,

dropped a backpack
near a bus stop

and then walked off
to the west.

Hey, I got something.

Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah.

[tense music]

All right.

W-we're not getting facial rec
with that, are we?

No, hoodie's
covering his face.

Check it out.

This is two blocks west
from the blast site.

All right, zoom in
and let's get that cab number.

Track down that cab company

and find out where
he was dropped off.

The suspect was dropped off
in front of that house

17 minutes after
entering the vehicle.

Okay, all we know is that
he's male,

average height and build.

And likely Middle Eastern.

Possibly Middle Eastern.

Just playing the odds.

I would prefer that
we play the facts,

if that's okay with you.

What matters...

is that we apprehend
the suspect quickly and safely.

And that we take him alive

because we cannot
interrogate a dead man.

Exactly.

NYPD has the outer perimeter.

Why don't you guys
take the front?

We're gonna cover the back.
Let's go.

♪

FBI!

Federal agents, don't move!

FBI!
Hands where we can see them!

What the hell are you doing?

Anybody else here
in the house with you?

- Get the hell out of my house.
- Come on.

Where is he?

- Kiss my ass.
- Bedroom, clear!

Take her.

♪

Hey. You see this?

[gunshots]
- Down!

Shots fired.

Suspect is fleeing out
the east side of the building.

♪

FBI, don't move.

- Hey, stop!
- [grunting]

[yelps]

- Hey, hey, no!
- Get out, get out!

No, no, no!

Hey, put the gun down
and let him go.

Move away now.

Put the gun down.
Let him go.

Back off or I'll shoot him!

- I have a clean shot.
- No. We need him alive.

We need the hostage
alive too.

Put the gun down.

♪

Please. Let him go.

Put the gun down.

Let him go.

[gunshot]

♪

He's dead.

♪

- Well, we tried.
- It is what it is.

Well, hopefully we can find
some evidence in the house.

[suspenseful music]

- Maggie.
- Hey.

Place is clean of explosives.

- Where's the woman?
- On her way to 26 Fed.

We still need to
sweep these bedrooms

for any other evidence.

So much for the guy
being Middle Eastern.

Well, the moment
a bomb goes off...

Yeah, I know, trust me.

♪

Maggie.

What's up? Flag?

It's a banner for Al-Shabaab,

a terror group
based out of Somalia.

I'll let Isobel know.

♪

My name is Isobel Castille.

I'm the special agent
in charge.

I don't care who you are
or what your title is.

How long has your boyfriend
been involved with Al-Shabaab?

He is my husband.

And his name is Balin.

How long
has he been involved?

I wanna talk to Balin.

I'm afraid
that's not possible.

He's dead.

He held a man hostage
this morning.

[somber music]

[gasping softly] Oh.

♪

You shouldn't have
broken into our house.

This is your fault!

Your husband was involved

in a horrific terror attack
this morning,

the one that killed
ten innocent people.

So we had every right
to break into your damn house.

And now we are trying to figure
out if you're involved too.

[soft tense music]

♪

No--no, I-I-I had no idea!

I'm not involved
in any of that!

I swear.

For your sake, I hope
you are telling the truth.

I am.

But you knew
Balin was involved.

Is that what you're saying?

No.
[sighs]

But I'm not surprised.

Why do you say that?

♪

People can only take
so much pain,

so much tragedy.

What does that mean?

[sighs]
Five years ago,

his father was killed
in the war in Somalia.

And then about six months ago,

his brother and cousin
were killed.

By us, by the United States.

They bombed a community center

they thought was controlled
by Al-Shabaab.

But it was filled
with regular people.

And 36 of them got killed.
Women, children.

After that...

Balin changed.

Changed how?

He got bitter, man.

He just--

he started hanging out
with some people from Somalia

at this restaurant
up in Harlem.

What kind of people?

Activists.

Activists?

That's the word
he would use: activists.

And do these activists
have names?

Uh, yeah. One.
Hakim.

He was always
talking about him.

And do you know
Hakim's last name?

No.

But my husband said
he had a scar on his neck.

♪

Hey, so we ran
the name Hakim

by the counterterrorism folks.

Name's too common
in that part of the world.

They couldn't help.

They also claim
that Al-Shabaab

barely has a presence
in New York.

Well, tell that to the
families of the ten victims.

Exactly--it doesn't matter
what we think.

It matters what we know,

and right now, we know
that Balin was the bomber.

He hung out
with Somali activists

at a restaurant in Harlem
led by a guy named Hakim.

Can we grab him?

No. We don't have enough
information, not yet.

So let's get eyes and ears
on the restaurant.

We can find Hakim,
track his movements,

see if he's involved.

Yeah, it seems like
the right play.

- Yeah.
- I'm on it.

What? So where are you going?

Huh?

It's a Somali restaurant.

So?

So you're the least
Somali-looking dude in the city.

- Maybe the entire world.
- [chuckles]

I can take Hobbs.

Yeah.
Yeah, the rest of you post up

outside the restaurant,
help surveil.

Hey, Tiff, so just
play it nice and cool.

No need to rush things.

With a potential
terrorist cell out there?

Yeah, no, of course.

But you know it's been a minute

since Hobbs has been
in the field,

so he might be a little rusty.

- Okay, I'll look out for him.
- Yeah.

To tell you the truth,

I don't think you would have
stood out at all.

[chuckles]

White guys like
Somali food too.

Okay.

All right.

Let's check out
these license plates,

see if any of them
belong to Hakim.

[phone buzzes]

[clicks tongue]
Ugh.

- What?
- Oh, it's the nanny.

Baby's got a temperature
of 99.4.

I'm gonna have her
take him to the doctor.

I'm obviously not an expert,

but I think he's gonna be okay.

Yeah, it's just crazy,
this parenting thing.

I mean, no matter
how much you prepare,

things still go sideways.

Kind of like this job.

Okay, we're up.

Tiff and Hobbs
are entering now.

I wonder if they have pasta.

Is that a joke?

No, it's a big part
of their cuisine.

No, for real.

Italy used to rule Somalia
back in the day, so.

- Something to drink?
- Just water, please.

Shaah, no milk.

What?

Hey, check out the beanie
by the door.

His back is to us.

You see how those guys have
their attention on him?

Yeah, looks like
he's the alpha.

Mm-hmm.

[suspenseful music]

♪

You know,
now might be a good time

to check out
if he has a scar on his neck.

[sighs]

You good?

I don't wanna spook him.
We just sat down.

So I don't wanna seem
too suspicious, you know?

Well, if you gotta go,
you gotta go.

It doesn't matter
when you sit down.

[chuckles]
Yeah, I guess.

Look, in a perfect world,
we might chill for a bit.

But things aren't perfect.

We really need to find out
who's involved

and if they have
another attack planned.

Yeah, copy that.

[sighs]

You good?

Please.
I was working jobs

when you were playing
hide-and-go-seek, okay?

[chuckles]

♪

What's up, man?

[speaking Somali]

I'm assuming
that means hello?

[chuckles]
Something like that.

- What language is that?
- Somali.

Hmm.

So what brings you and your
lady into the restaurant today?

Here because
we love the food.

Yeah?

What's your favorite?

Well, we like it all.

The spaghetti thing.
Uh, what's it called, basto?

And the lamb with the rice and
the onions and garlic on it.

You hearing this?

Yeah, Hobbs is doing great.

Let it play out.

You know,
I always ask for extra cumin.

It gives it more pop.

Y-you live around here?

- Hey!
- I asked you a question.

Don't touch me, bro.

[tense music]

You're a cop.

Hey, I ain't playing
this game with you, bro.

[gunshots]

Shots fired, 1512 Broadway.
Requesting backup.

[groaning]

Hey, Hobbs.

You're gonna be okay,
all right?

It's gonna be fine.

I'm sorry, Tiff.
He had a gun.

I need an ambulance
at 1512 Broadway.

Right now.

An FBI agent has been shot.

Hey, this is not on you, okay?

But you gotta fight now, okay?

You gotta fight.

[dramatic music]

You gotta fight, Hobbs.

Hobbs.

Hobbs!

♪

Oh.

Oh.

[stifled sob]

♪

I wanna set up a staging
area to process the people

that were inside the restaurant
at the time of the shooting.

Every single one of them
is a potential co-conspirator

until proven otherwise.
- Okay.

Did anybody notify Hobbs' wife?

Yeah, I've got agents
on their way over there now.

They're gonna sit with her
until we can this thing out.

Hey, OA, where are we
with the containment area?

NYPD got here pretty quick.

They set up a five-block
perimeter here.

Are you okay?

[somber music]

That guy pulled a gun
out of nowhere.

I can't believe this.
Hobbs is gone.

Hey, listen.

We can debrief
the circumstances later.

After that, we will grieve,
but right now, we need answers,

and I am positive
that's what Hobbs would want.

Let's get to work.

♪

Hey, Tiff.

Yeah.

Do you need
to sit this one out?

No. Absolutely not.

♪

Okay.

All right then, you do
whatever the hell it is

you need to do
and catch this son of a bitch.

[suspenseful music]

♪

How well do you know Hakim?

I don't.

He's just some loudmouth that
showed up about a month ago.

Guy creeped me out.

Oh, yeah? Why is that?

He's always talking about his
time as a soldier in Somalia,

how many people he killed.

I thought he was a showoff.

So he told you all that,

but you don't really
know him that well?

♪

Look, I'm sorry
your friend was killed.

But if I knew anything more
about this Hakim guy,

I'd let you know.
I swear.

People like him
need to be in jail.

Yeah, or dead.

We're gonna need
your security cameras.

Don't have any.

Why is that?

Didn't think we needed them.

Guess we were wrong.

Thanks.

Hey, any luck?
- Hey.

Hakim's friends
are all playing dumb.

And they're good at it too.

So let's haul their asses
down to 26 Fed.

They're on their way there
now, but they lawyered up.

You know what?

Hakim was texting when
he went to the bathroom.

Maybe his phone was connected
to the Wi-Fi.

♪

Hey, Elise, any luck?

I've been
scrubbing traffic cam footage

near the restaurant.
So far, nothing.

All right,
so he's smart enough

to stay away from busy streets.

You pulling ATM footage?
- Yes.

All right, I got ERT checking
with local businesses

about surveillance video.

How you holding up?

[sighs]

Yeah, well,
just keep working, okay?

All right.
Hey, Kelly, anything from NYPD?

Hey, Kelly.

- Yeah, yeah, sorry.
- It's okay. I get it. I do.

But we have got
to stay focused in here

and catch this guy, okay?

You good?

- Yes.
- All right, good.

Any update from NYPD?
- No, nothing.

All right, we need to stay
on top of them.

I want every available agent

helping them question people
in that area.

Somebody has to
have seen something.

Okay. Copy that.

Oh, and we need to stay
on top of Homeland Security.

They're combing through a list
of possible connections.

Maybe we'll get lucky
and get an address

of a potential hideout
in the area, yeah?

Copy that.

How we doing with
the restaurant's Wi-Fi router?

Shows only one unregistered
phone tethered to it

at the time Tiffany specified.
- All right.

We've detained everyone
else in the restaurant.

If the signal is not coming
from there, then it's him.

Ping it.
- Yes, sir.

Signal is stationary
over in Greenpoint.

Get the team down there.

Eyes up, people,
we have an address.

[tense music]

♪

Okay, the signal's coming
from somewhere in this area.

Yeah,
but he could be anywhere.

All right, well,
we gotta start somewhere,

so let's set up a containment--

No, we don't have time.

We gotta put this guy down now.

Tiff, wait.

Ugh!
- Yeah.

Forget the containment.

Jubal, be advised that
we're clearing the area now.

Let us know
if the signal moves.

All right, copy that.
And please, be careful.

♪

Jubal,
there's no sign of Hakim.

Are you sure the signal's
coming from here?

Ian?

Signal says
the phone is there.

Yeah, Maggie,
signal's still in the area.

Hey, it just moved.

Not much, but the signal
definitely moved.

Maggie,
be advised he is there,

but he's mobile.

Call the cell.
Let's see if it rings.

[phone ringing]

♪

FBI!
Step out with your hands up.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to try
to hide from you guys.

I just got scared.

Where'd you get that?

Uh, some guy tossed it
in the trash,

like, ten minutes ago.

What did he look like?

Uh, Black.

Where'd he go?

I don't know.

Am I in trouble?

No, you're good. You're okay.

Jubal, recovered the phone.
No sign of Hakim.

♪

Where are we with the footage
from the camera Tiff found?

Port Authority
just sent it over.

There--okay, there's Hakim.

Okay, so he must have just
dumped the phone.

Wait, who's driving?

All right,
freeze it right there.

Let's zoom in on the driver.

Who is she?

The waitress
from the restaurant.

♪

Hey, what do we know
about the waitress?

Hey. Full name Cumar Osman,
Somali-born female,

emigrated here five years ago.

No criminal history,
no Interpol flags,

but we did find some telling
activity in her financials.

Yeah, she sent
a dozen money wires to Somalia

in the past three years,
all to a Somali shell company

that the State Department
suspects

is Al-Shabaab adjacent.

Well, she just
helped Hakim escape.

It doesn't get more
terrorist-adjacent than that.

Do we have an address on her?

We've got it, but agents have
already been to her apartment.

It's empty.

Okay, what about
the car she was driving?

The plates are registered
under her name,

but the vehicle's GPS
has been deactivated.

[phone buzzes]

Elise is trying
to reinstate it.

All right,
State Department's here.

Yeah? Okay.

Elise, let me know the second
you get the GPS activated.

Yes, sir.

My focus is East Africa,

so I do have some familiarity
with Al-Shabaab.

Well, we think these two
may have orchestrated

the bombing in lower Manhattan.

And killed one of our agents,
Trevor Hobbs.

[suspenseful music]

The man in this photo,
his name is Hakim Siran.

- You know him?
- Yes.

He's been on our radar
for years.

We believe he was responsible
for deploying a backpack bomb

on Somalian citizens
in Mogadishu.

But why go after citizens?

Why not the military
or the government?

Kill 100 soldiers,
no one blinks.

Kill a dozen civilians
and people lose their minds.

Sure, but this
isn't East Africa.

Why is Hakim killing Americans?

I'm guessing it's
because of our involvement

with the Somali government.

We're helping them
eliminate Al-Shabaab.

And Al-Shabaab thinks

by killing innocent Americans,
it will what?

Raise awareness
to what we're doing over there?

Cause the U.S.
to withdraw their support?

Twisted logic, but yeah,
that's the theory.

Sorry to interrupt, but
the GPS was just reactivated.

Vehicle's in Long Island City.

All right,
get the team over there now.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

[tense music]

♪

It's empty.

Clear.

Let's clear the compound.
Tiff, come with me.

Go. Go.

♪

[generator motor chugging]

Cumar, freeze!

Hey! Stop!

Where is Hakim?

Place is empty.
Nobody else here.

Where is he?

Where is Hakim?

Answer me!

Tiff, hey, come on.
Move back.

♪

Hey, listen.
I know you want answers.

We all do.

You need to pull it back.

♪

- What's the status?
- Hey.

Building's clear, we recovered
explosives and weapons,

and Cumar is in custody,
but no sign of Hakim.

All right, what do we know?

Well, we are
scrubbing traffic cam footage

west of the location,
but nothing so far.

Still looking on my side.

Let's hope Cumar cooperates.

♪

You're being charged
as an accessory

for the murder of 11 people,
including our FBI agent.

That's a life sentence.

Or the death penalty.

Sounds like
I should talk to a lawyer.

You could.

Or you could help
yourself here right now

and tell us
everything you know.

Where is Hakim?
What is his plan?

Is there gonna be
another attack?

You'll find out soon enough.

There's no need for more
innocent people to die.

Innocent people?

You mean like
the innocent Somalis who die

every time you drop a bomb
on them?

♪

People of New York have
nothing to do with that.

Why should New Yorkers
be so different?

Innocent people die every day

in the name
of some greater good.

How many innocent women
and children died in Iraq

after 9/11 or on the streets
of Gaza each and every day?

♪

The blood was on your hands
long before it was on ours.

Where's Hakim?

I'm done talking.

I want a lawyer.

[ominous music]

♪

You think
you're being a hero.

You're a coward.

♪

Let's go, people.
Hakim is out there.

We need a location, please.

- I think I got something.
- Yeah?

This appears to be Hakim
in real time

walking eastbound
on 14th Street.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Eyes up, people.

All right, we need
to keep eyes on him.

Let's get agents down there
right now.

All right, he's heading down
into the subway.

We need agents
at every connecting station

and activate any and all
cameras on that platform.

We need to know where
he's going with that backpack.

I got something interesting.

Interesting is good.
What is it?

So I've been scrubbing
through Hakim's burner.

He's been using
some encrypted app

I haven't been able to crack.
- That's not interesting.

That's frustrating.
- Yes, I agree.

That's why I started searching
other parts of the phone,

specifically the photos
stored on the device.

And Ian, what did you find?

There are only six photos,

three in the part of downtown
where the bomb was detonated

and three more in
a different part of the city,

one that is not
readily apparent.

This could be
Hakim's next target.

It's probably where
he's headed with that backpack.

Anybody recognize this area?
- It's a cemetery.

How many cemeteries are there
in the five boroughs?

More than 100.

Can you punch into
that building?

It's Saint Paul's Chapel.

That's right next to
the World Trade Center.

All right, get the team over
there and roll a bomb tech.

[tense music]

♪

Okay, you guys push east.
We'll take the west side.

Got it.

[tense music]

♪

You know,
if we're wrong and Hakim

and went somewhere else--
- I know.

♪

We have eyes on Hakim.
He's at Fulton and Nassau.

Copy that.
Headed your way.

♪

Hakim!

- Hey, hey, hey.
- Hey!

Stop. FBI.

Hey! Freeze!

Hakim!

I got him.

Hey, hey, you guys!
Secure the bomb!

I think he activated it.

The last one was
on a short timer.

OA, he put this thing
on a gas line.

Okay, we need everybody
to clear this block now!

Let's go!
Everybody move!

♪

[upbeat music playing
on speakers]

♪

♪ On the edge

♪

♪ Hit him with the facts...

FBI! Get down!

♪

Everybody down now!

Get down!

[people clamoring]

Get down!

[music distorts, winds down]

Drop the gun!

Tiff, don't shoot!
There's too many people!

[tense music]

[gunfire]

[screaming and clamoring]

Suspect is headed
to the second floor.

We need additional units.

[people screaming]

♪

Let her go!

Damn it!

♪

Everybody,
please get back now!

Please!

How are we looking?

Working as fast as I can.

If you can't disarm it,
we need to evacuate the area,

including yourself.
Do you understand?

It's too late for that.

- We need to make entry.
- We can't.

It's too dangerous
now that there's a hostage.

Maggie, we need to take
this son of a bitch down now.

I agree.

But if we make entry now,

he's probably gonna kill
that hostage.

♪

Right now, we just need to
focus on containing the area,

defusing the situation.
- To hell with that.

He's gonna pay.

I want a piece of this guy
just as badly as you do.

♪

I understand that
you're still reeling

from what happened today.

Tiff, it's really on me.

I'm the one that told you
to let it play out.

So if there's any guilt
you're feeling--

I'm not feeling guilt.

I'm feeling rage.

♪

We're not making entry.

It's too dangerous.

♪

[device chirps]

We're good.

- It's safe?
- Safe.

- Nice work.
- Thanks.

Maggie, backpack's been
rendered safe.

We're on the way
to your location now.

It's too dangerous
now that he has a hostage.

Maggie.

What are we waiting for?
We're wasting time.

Maggie.

Hey, can you get ahold
of the JOC,

see where they are
with the interior cameras?

- How we doing, Kelly?
- Almost there.

Almost is good.
And done is better.

There, I'm in.

All right, let's get
that feed over to Maggie.

♪

He's getting agitated.

I know,
but he's not a martyr.

If he was, he would've
blown himself up by now.

SWAT's ready to make entry.

Great.

Wait, where is Hakim?

♪

Where is he?
- We can't wait any longer.

We gotta get in there.

I agree.
Let's get into position.

Breach.

[hostages murmuring]

FBI, nobody move.

Where's Hakim?
- Where's Hakim?

- Where's Hakim?
- Have you seen him?

- [grunts]
- Stay down!

Stay down!

Damn it.

Suspect is fleeing
out the breach point!

♪

Move!

Suspect is headed towards the--
[horn honks]

[tires squealing]
[bystanders clamoring]

♪

I lost him.

They ran the dogs.
The building's clear.

He's gotta be here
somewhere.

He must've got out before
containment was in place.

[somber music]

We're gonna get him.
Maybe not today, but we will.

♪

Hey, Jubal.

- Hey.
- Any luck?

No, nothing.

We've got all airports,
borders, ports covered.

But so far, no sign of Hakim.

So that son of a bitch
just got away?

He has to pay for what he did.
- I agree.

And he will.

We're the FBI.

We don't forgive
and we don't forget.

But we saved a lot of lives
today.

It was a good day.

I'm not sure
Hobbs would agree.

♪

I screwed up, Jubal.

[stifled sob]

I pushed him to go in there
and he didn't wanna go.

I should have listened.
I should have backed off.

No, you shouldn't have.

You were just doing
what I asked, Tiffany.

You took charge.

Which means making hard choices

that don't always work out
the way you want.

We needed answers fast.

You had Hobbs
check out a hunch.

It was the right play.

I appreciate that.

♪

How's Hobbs' wife doing?

Uh, well,

me and Isobel are gonna go
talk to her right now.

I can go with you.

Yeah, that's probably
not a good idea.

Why not?

She's not ready.

♪

And, uh, yeah,
I miss you, man.

I met Hobbs seven years ago.

It was my third day
at the bureau,

and a bunch of us went out
for drinks.

I introduced myself.

Hi, I'm Omar Adom Zidan.

And Hobbs grimaces like

he drank a glass of vinegar
or something.

And he just goes,
"I ain't doing all that, bro.

"That's way too long.

From here on out,
your name is gonna be OA."

So, uh, that is how
I got my nickname.

And I'll never forget him
for it.

To Hobbs.
all: To Hobbs.

[softly] To Hobbs.

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[wolf howls]