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You are being watched.

The government has
a secret system.

A machine that spies on you
every hour of every day.

I know because I built it.

I designed the machine to
detect acts of terror

but it sees everything.

Violent crimes involving
ordinary people,

people like you.

Crimes the government
considered irrelevant.

They wouldn't act,
so I decided I would.

But I needed a partner--

someone with the skills
to intervene.

Hunted by the authorities,
we work in secret.

You will never find us.

But victim or perpetrator,

if your number's up,
we'll find you.

www.MY-SUBS.com

The call came in. We have
a location on the target.

Get a team,
and I'll meet you there.

We can handle this.

No.
I want to be there in person.

I want to kill him myself.

Wait.
Can you rewind that for me?

I thought I was all done
mopping up bodega shootings

when I joined the homicide task force.

This looks like
a stickup job to you?

Then maybe you need to go back
to working a precinct.

There was no money taken.

Double tap, close range--
this was an execution.

We got any I.D.
on the vic?

Not yet, but you haven't
seen the best part.

Rewind it again.

We got ourselves a witness.

- Any sign of him?
- I put out a BOLO.

Had a team canvass
a six-block radius.

Guy vanished.

I'd make myself scarce too.

This ain't no neighborhood
you want to be called a snitch.

- No, it's not.
- Detective...

Got a bunch of reporters out
there begging me for scraps.

What do I tell them?

Detective Szymanski,
organized crime,

this is detective Fusco.
- Nice to meet you.

Was this a mob hit?

The victim's a former
la cosa nostra lieutenant

by the name of Benny D'Agostino.

He was out of the game
for a couple of years,

and then he popped up again on
our radar about six months ago.

Brighton Beach
is Russian territory.

So what's the ICN doing here?

You kidding?
There's a war going on.

Half a dozen VIPS
in the Russian mob

were taken out last month.

Word is Benny's boss
ordered the hits.

- This was retribution.
- So who's his boss?

We don't know much...

Other than a name--
Elias.

You heard of him?

Oh, yeah.
We go way back.

One of his guys took a
shot at me last week.

This Elias is a clever bastard.

Nobody even knows
what he looks like.

What about the witness?

Your boys have any luck finding him?

No, but have another look
at the surveillance footage.

The victim said something
to the witness.

If it's a dying declaration
and he named the killers,

it'd be admissible.

Yeah, but we've got a problem.

The Russian owner of
this fine establishment

was on a conveniently
timed smoke break

when all this went down.

He's not giving us anything.

You think he told the
shooters we found a witness?

If he did, the Russians
will knock down every door

in this neighborhood
till they find him.

Well, my guys are working the block.

- Something will pop.
- It better.

We got to get to this witness
before the Russians do.

I received
his number late last night.

His name is Charlie Burton.

The guy is worried about something.

I'm not seeing a threat yet.

What's his story, Finch?

He's a high-school
history teacher

working in the Brighton Beach
school district.

Lives alone, never married--

not much to go on.

Well, maybe
a student's after him.

You know, teaching can be
a dangerous profession.

Yes, I imagine espionage
was a much safer choice,

Mr. Reese.

Hello, Lionel.

I'm not sure how
you usually do what you do,

but I'm looking for a guy,
and I could use some help.

He's a witness, saw a
Russian mob hit go down.

He's Caucasian, 5'10", bald.

Probably not the most
popular guy in his class,

if you know what I mean.

We need to find him.

I think I already did.

Why am I not surprised?

Listen, whoever did this hit,

they're gonna come
looking for him.

They've already found him.

Mr. Reese...

We might want to leave this
one to the authorities.

No time.
I'm heading in.

Cover the exits.

The rest of you come with me.

Get out of my apartment.

Mr. Burton, you're in danger.

The men from the bodega are here.

Now, how do you know
about that? Did they send you?

Sir, you have a Russian
hit team closing in,

which leaves us with
approximately five seconds

before you need
to make a decision.

How do I know
you're not one of them?

Because I'm standing
in front of you

and you're still alive.

Doesn't seem like
I've got a choice.

Where did this piece
of garbage go?

I'll double back.

Mr. Reese,
can you get out?

Do you need me to call
in a distraction?

Let me get back to you on that.
Come on.

Let's get moving...

Now.

Okay, the fastest way
out of this neighborhood

is through those buildings.

What, are you joking?

Even the Russians don't
go into the double "B"s.

A Bulgarian drug dealer
runs the place.

Okay, Finch, I'm gonna need
another route out of here.

We're on our own.
I need your cell phone.

I don't believe in them.

Mr. Reese, can you hear me?

Hey, this isn't mine!

Not mine either.
Get in.

May I at least
have your name

before we commit grand
theft auto together?

First, we need to get you
to the police,

so you can tell them about
what you saw at the bodega.

The Russian mob
is after me, friend.

They've got people
on the inside.

If I testify, I'm dead.

I know a detective we can trust.

But we need to get you
across the river to Manhattan.

Get down!

We need to keep moving.

That's going to be a problem.

You say the Russians
don't go in there?

Well, that's
where we're going.

See what I mean?

This is crazy.

I still don't even know
who you are.

I help people.

And you need help.

Well...

Bullet went straight through clean--

no bone damage.

But we need to get you cleaned
up before it gets infected.

You see a pharmacy nearby?

The men you saw last night
at the bodega...

What can you tell me
about them?

What difference
does it make?

I guess I like to know
a little bit about the guys

who are shooting at me.

I worked through dinner,
and I was grading papers.

And I stopped at the store
on my way home.

I couldn't decide between
minestrone and split pea.

And then I saw the guys
with guns, and I hid.

Did you see their faces?

They had masks.

But one of them lifted his,

like he wanted that guy
to see his face.

But that guy they killed...

He said he had a message
for someone named Elias.

And he wanted me to give it to
him, but I don't know an Elias.

I tried to tell him that.

Mr. Burton,
what was the message?

- I didn't understand it--
something about Vinnie.

Vinnie was gonna finish
the job for him.

Why didn't you call
the police?

You don't understand
this neighborhood, do you?

Going to the cops here is
like playing Russian roulette.

You don't know
which side they're on.

One of my students' parents
filed a police report last year.

Then he got
into an accident.

He's still eating
through a straw.

I'll get you to a police
officer you can trust.

I'm gonna keep
my mouth shut

and hope it all
blows over.

I don't know.
These guys look pretty upset.

If I testify...

I never get to come back here.

And I've worked too hard.

This is my home.

My students, for starters--
I-I can't leave them.

They need me.

Well, you won't do
those kids any good

if you're dead, Mr. Burton.

Charlie, please--
"Mr. Burton" is for my students.

Do you want to die, Charlie?

Because this isn't
a history lesson.

Those bullets are real.

My name is John.

Thank you for saving my ass, John.

Thanks for coming down, Patti.

We're all very sorry for your loss.

You're not sorry.
You hated my husband.

No, I only hated what
he did for a living.

Ma'am...

Do you know why Benny was
in Brighton beach last night?

Was he--I don't know--
conducting business?

- Mrs. D'Agostino...

I know that anger
you're feeling right now--

what it's like to lose
someone you love.

Help us find the men who
did this to your husband.

It doesn't matter
if you find them.

Elias will.

And he'll kill each
and every single one

of those Russian bastards.

Elias started a war
that can't be won.

Now, a lot of innocent people
are gonna die this continues.

- Do you want that?
- If that's what it takes.

- Where is he, Patti?

Where is Elias?

- I never met him.

And his crew...
They don't socialize.

That's why you'll never find him.

I'm a little confused.

Why does Elias want
Brighton beach so bad?

You're not seeing it.

Brighton beach is just the beginning.

Elias has bigger plans.

He'll reunite the five families

and take out the Russian trash.

And then when he's finished,

you people
will be answering to him.

- Hey.

Five or six heavily armed
men were chasing a guy

matching the description
of our witness.

His name's Charlie Burton, by the way.

Found out he had groceries
delivered twice a month

from the bodega,

and he wasn't dodging bullets
by himself.

- Who was he with?
- Some tall guy in a suit--

definitely not
with the Russians.

Shot one of them in the knee
before they got away.

What?
You know him?

It's just someone I've
been tracking for a while.

Best I've got,
he's former military--

a pain in the ass.

Either one of them get hit?

There seems to be an awful lot
of shots fired.

Looks like they got off okay.

I got a Russian thug in the
hospital who isn't talking,

but we got an ATM camera
across the street.

That might help shed
some light on things.

It'll take two weeks and a
warrant to get the footage.

Thankfully, a bystander
got some footage of her own.

Meet Peter Yogorov.

As in Ivan Yogorov,
the Russian boss?

- Peter's his son.

- Yo, officer.
- Yeah.

- Call over to the 8th.

Tell them to pull any file we
have pertaining to Ivan Yogorov.

- Ivan Yogorov--
got it.

- Where are you, Mr. Reese?

Who are these guys?

And what's this cop doing
with them?

N.Y.P.D.

- Detective Fusco.
- Hello, detective.

I need to talk to you
about our mutual friend.

- Who's this?

And who the hell
is our mutual friend?

I seem to recall you
were going to take him

to Oyster Bay once upon a time.

So you're his guy?

No, detective.
I think that's your role.

I've lost contact with him.

Do you have any idea where
he and the witness are now?

Yeah, somewhere
in Brighton Beach.

The Russians opened fire
on them in broad daylight.

Those two are going nowhere fast
with this type of heat on them.

Unfortunately,
the Russian mafia

may not be our only problem.

I need you to run
a license plate for me.

- Yeah, sure, pal.
I'll help you out...

If you can tell me what
the hell it is I'm doing.

It relates to your case.
That's all you need to know.

"TNF0818."

If I hear anything
about our friend,

how do I get
in touch with you?

You don't.
I'll find you, detective.

I'm telling you,
I winged the guy.

Let's get in there
and finish him off.

Laszlo, wait up.
We need to call papa, regroup.

You want to wait around out here?

Fine.
I'm going in.

You want to go at it with a
bunch of Bulgarian tweakers?

We made a deal--

they stay out of our territory.
We stay out of theirs.

Cover every exit.

No way those two get out
without going past us first.

I need you to stay awake, Charlie.

I don't want you to go into shock.

So how did you wind up doing
whatever it is you do, John?

It's...

complicated.

What about you?

Did you always want to be a teacher?

No, it was sort of a career shift.

I came to like the kids a lot.

A lot of their parents are
affiliated with the Russian mob,

so I try to give them
other options.

They're lucky to have you.

Only the ones that I get out
of the life and into college.

What about the kids
who don't make it?

Probably the ones
shooting at us.

Don't go anywhere.

What? Wait.
Where--where are you going?

To find us a pharmacy.

You should be careful

about your cholesterol
intake, detective.

What, are we dating?

Do you have the information
I asked you for?

You're the boss, huh?

The voice on the other end
of the phone?

The plate's registered to
a shell corp in midtown.

It's a dead end.

Hey, let me ask you
something.

Who are you trying to track
down, "Mr. friend of a friend"?

The Russians aren't the only
criminal operation

looking for Charlie Burton.

You saying this plate
belongs to Elias?

Maybe.
You mentioned in your report

that the victim spoke to
Mr. Burton before he expired.

- Whoa. What do you mean?
You read my report?

- How did you read my report?
- Doesn't matter, Mr. Fusco.

What matters is that whatever
message Benny was passing along,

it means a great deal to Elias.

So you're telling me
the Russians want

the poor bastard dead
because he witnessed them

taking out Benny.

And Elias wants him dead

because he thinks he has
sensitive information.

- Not his lucky day, is it?
- Indeed.

That car-- I need you
to report it stolen,

then email the report number
to that address.

Hey, you heard
from our mutual friend?

What, are you worried
about him, detective?

Let's go with curious.

No.

No word from him.

I made almost twice
what I did yesterday.

You still ain't made more than me.

Hello, fellas. Can I borrow some of you junk?

Oh, no. Easy, fella.
I'm not looking for a fight.

Looks like you found one anyway.

Don't do it.

I'm telling you, now.

Thank you.

If Ivan's sons are involved in this,

could be the man himself
was at the bodega--

avenge his brother's death in person.

Elias' crew took him out last week,

along with a half a dozen
other Russian hitters.

I thought the Russians were
untouchable in Brighton beach.

They were. No one knows where
Elias gets his information.

He's always one step ahead
of all of them...And us.

What I still don't get is why Elias

is trying to make a move
for Brighton Beach.

A woman named Marlene Elias
was murdered in 1973.

She had an illegitimate
son with Don Moretti.

I think Elias is the Don's kid.

Last place Moretti ran

before he got locked up
was Brighton Beach.

So the Don's bastard son
came back to clean up?

Claim his birthright?

- What is that?
- Cocaine.

I guess there's a first
time for everything.

- Is that glue?
- Yeah.

Nothing like over-the-counter polymer

to close a wound in a pinch.

You learn all this
in hero training?

- Something like that.
- Thank you.

- Sure.
- No, really...

Thank you.

If it wasn't for you,
I'd be dead right now.

You ever use one of these?

Don't you think it would be
better if you kept it?

Well, just in case.

No, last time I touched
a gun, I shot cans

with one
of my foster dads...

Accidentally killed a bird-- not
my favorite childhood memory.

Simple. Look...

Safety's there. Just load
the magazine like this.

Rack it.
Simple.

Do you really think
we'll get out of here?

We have a hell of a lot
better chance

than we did 20 minutes ago.

Here they come.

You after those boys
running around our building?

That's right.

He took something
from my people.

We don't give you any problems,
you take 'em out?

I can make that deal.

Give one to the other guy.

We'll help you out
a whole lot quicker.

Someone told me they're hiding
out on the fourth floor.

And one of them's
already bleeding.

Put this on.

If I can find a line
that's still operating,

we can make a call.

Wow, I thought I was the only
one who still had a hard line.

I was hoping there was
someone in this building

as old-fashioned as you,
Charlie.

- I'm sorry I got you into this mess.
- It's okay. It's my job.

It's a dangerous career choice.

That's the second time
today I've heard that.

It's funny.
You remind me of him.

Finch...
I was just talking about you.

Where are you, Mr. Reese?

The double "B" housing projects--

fourth floor, north tower.

Find me a way
out of here, Finch--

one that no one else will use.

City planning office should
have old blueprints.

How is Mr. Burton faring?

He's wounded but stubborn.

He'll pull through.

The Russians aren't
the only ones after him.

I think Elias is looking for him too.

Two service entrances--

the one closest to you
is in the northeast corridor.

- Can you make it there?
- We've got no choice.

Tell Fusco to meet us
at pier 11 at 7:00 A.M.

We'll be on the East River ferry.

Be careful, Mr. Reese.

Come on.

Service stairs should be
around the next corridor.

Keep your eyes open.
They could be anywhere.

Hey, I think they went this way.

- What now?
- Wait here.

Who's there?

Check down that way.

- Mr. Burton?
- Will?

- What are you doing?

- Hey, Will.

Came in looking for a shortcut,
and we just, uh...

This is my friend, by the way.

We just got lost.

Check the South side.

- Come on.
My dad's not home.

You can hide in here.

Vehicle recovery services.

Yeah, this is detective Fusco,
shield number 7645.

I'm trying to turn on the
locator in a stolen vehicle.

Uh, report number is...

Lima 377.

Thank you, detective.
How can I help you?

Yeah, could you turn on
the car's GPS locator

and the microphone?

Of course.
Bear with me, please.

I thought you and your
dad moved out of here.

Not yet. He said we will
as soon as he gets a job.

Yeah, times are tough right now.

I'm sure he'll get one soon.

Just don't move out of my
school district, okay?

You did your homework?
- Yep. All of it.

- What did you think?
- Edmond's cool--

a survivor, you know?

Even though he got his revenge,

some bad stuff still stuck with him.

Yeah, you're a smart kid, Will.

You just need to show
up to class more.

I'm trying.

That's all any of us can do, right?

Zombies?

They're taking over the universe.

Yeah, can't have that.

Who are you?

You're that cop.

Word is the Russians
are inside the double "B"s.

We better get to them first.

Is that you, Elias?

You seen these guys?
We're looking for them.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Open up, or we're coming in.

- What do you want? - Hey, little man.
You all alone in there?

What's it look like?

Why don't you let
me in, so I can make sure?

My papa taught me better

than to let strangers
inside our place,

especially punks.

- Is that right?
- That's right.

He also said that vory
are supposed to show respect

to one another.

- Your papa's a smart man.

You be good, kid.

Thanks, Will.

It's all good, Mr. Burton.

You're the best teacher I've got.

Charlie...

Can you make it to the service stairs?

I'll try, but the painkiller
sort of wore off.

Why don't you just use
the old entrance?

They closed it down a few years ago.

- The stairs got all rotted.
- Where is it?

It's--it's down the hall.

It's back the way that you came.

Thanks.

Come on.

I owe you one.

I'll see you tomorrow, Mr. Burton.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, we'll see you tomorrow.

- You...did you guys get that hallway?

- Let's go.

Open up, or we're coming in.

Hello?

Anyone home?

Can't hide forever.

Wherever you are,
we're gonna find you.

And then we're gonna end you.

Come on.
Let's keep moving.

Looks like you got
left behind.

How can I help

the New York City police
department tonight?

Your son Peter's
wanted for questioning

in the murder of Benny D'Agostino.

Know where we might find him?

- Who is this Benny?
- Come on, Ivan.

We heard Benny was the trigger man

in your brother's murder.

And we know the bodega
run was payback.

You seem to know a lot

for someone who is here
to ask me questions.

Mr. Yogorov, we don't want
any more bloodshed.

My Peter was here
working all day long.

He's at the storage
getting more wine

for an event tonight.

With all due respect, sir,

you may not be the best person
to give your son an alibi.

If you are here to accuse
my Peter of something,

I suggest you come back
with a warrant...

If you can get one.

There are no winners
in this war, Ivan--

only dead soldiers.

Are you ready
to lose your sons too?

If I knew to what you were referring,
I'd say that this so-called war

was started by this
coward Elias, not me.

He's the one who comes
to my neighborhood...

Stealing from me,
killing my people...

Not the other way around.

Now, if you excuse me,
I have an event to host.

Please.

Mind if I borrow this for a moment?

Screw you.

It's a bad move to insult
your hostage taker, Laszlo.

Keep your mouth shut,
or I'll shut it permanently.

Let's go.

Finch, it's me.

Get word to Carter
that her bodega shooters

are inside the double "B"s.

Of course.

And I'll make sure
detective Fusco meets you

and the witness at the ferry.

You first.

- Where are we going now?
- Across the river.

Come on, Laszlo,
let's move.

- Just got a text.
He's heading to pier 11.

Let's get over there
to intercept him, now.

- Nice collar, detective.
- You too, Carter.

You find out who called it in?
- I have an idea.

- Yeah. Fusco.

- And I was just starting
to believe

that we could trust you,
detective.

I'm disappointed.

- What are you talking about?

- Elias' men are on their way

to meet our friends
at the ferry.

- How the hell'd they find out?
- I was going to ask you.

- You're blaming me for this?
- Then who told them?

- Listen, there's no way
I would've--

- detective, are you there?

- When we get you
across the river,

I'm going to hand you off
to my detective.

Now, you can trust him.

Charlie,
I need you to testify.

- One thing I know for sure--

after everything
we went through last night,

I don't want to see these
cretins running around my town

ever again.

- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.

- Ready to talk?

- You ready to let me go?

- Peter,
we got you on camera.

We've got witnesses that say

you and your brother
were shooting up the streets

in Brighton beach.

- No idea
what you're talking about.

- It's a beautiful morning.

I have to thank you, John.

To tell you the truth,

I didn't think
I'd see another one.

- Elias killed your Uncle.

You, your father,
and your brother

went to the bodega
for revenge.

You didn't know
what Elias looked like,

so his lieutenant
Benny D'Agostino

was the next best thing.

And now you're trying
to rub out the witness--

the guy who saw
your father's face.

We heard from a source

that Elias was supposed to be
at the bodega

that night.
- He was meeting Benny.

Yeah.

But when we showed up...

Benny was all we saw.

Found out what really went down
after the owner called us.

He said there was another guy.

Hey, what are you--
corrupt P.D., gun for hire?

What kind of guy takes money

to protect a scumbag
like your boss here?

You think he's going to testify...

After everything he's done?

He's tearing this town apart.

What are you talking about?

You don't know who he is, do you...

What he's capable of?

You don't really get it, do you?

You honestly think we'd
go to all this trouble

for a witness?

You're in the middle of a situation
that you don't even understand.

Don't make me shoot you, John.

Drop your weapon and
kick it to me, please.

I thought you didn't like guns.

You know, sometimes you have
to do things you don't like.

Like teaching history to the
children of your enemies?

Three years, I watched them--

cleaning up after the
children of those pigs.

It's a good amount of time to learn

what makes your enemies tick,
what makes them weak.

You know all the secrets you
and your family tried to hide,

Laszlo, I learned all about
from your own flesh and blood?

Your children hate you
almost as much as I do.

Tie yourself
to the railing, John,

nice and tight.

I know how capable you are

of getting out of
difficult situations.

On your knees, please.

You were meeting Benny at the
bodega that day, weren't you?

The shooters were looking for you.

Yeah, the benefits of no
one knowing who you are

or what you look like.

That's gone now, I suppose.
It's time to evolve.

I'm ready for the next step.

Go ahead.

I'd rather die than see
you running my city.

You know what Benny
said before he died?

He said, "veni, vidi, vici"--

I came, I saw, I won.

He said your almighty bratva
was already crumbling.

He said we'd already won.

This is for Benny.

Elias, if you kill him...

Aah!

I'm not going to kill him.

I'm just going to send a message.

You tell your papa, Laszlo,
if he gets out of town tonight,

I'll let him live.

Brighton Beach belongs to me now.

I thought about killing you, John.

But I realize that that
would seem ungrateful.

Besides, how do you take the
life of someone so talented?

I could really use a guy
like you in my organization.

I wish you luck, John.

If you stay out of my way,
I'll stay out of yours.

What if I don't?

Then we'll meet again under
less pleasant circumstances.

♪ ♪

♪ oh, sinnerman, where
he gonna run to? ♪

♪ sinnerman, where you
gonna run to? ♪

♪ where you gonna run to
all on that day? ♪

♪ well, I run to the rock,
please hide me ♪

♪ I run to the rock,
please hide me ♪

♪ I run to the rock... ♪

You believe me now?

I'm sorry, detective.

♪ The rock cried out,
"I can't hide you" ♪

♪ the rock cried out,
"I can't hide you" ♪

♪ the rock cried out ♪

♪ "I ain't going
to hide you, guy" ♪

♪ all on that day ♪

♪ I said, "rock, what's the
matter with you, rock?" ♪

- Nice to see you, Lionel.

Your suspect is tied to the railing.

Tell him "you're welcome."

Couldn't have known about Charlie.

The machine found a man
who was targeted for death.

We just didn't know
that he was also a killer.

It's my fault he's out there, Finch.

It's not yours alone.

We just saved a man whose
only goal in life is revenge.

He spent years
studying his enemies

through their own children.

John, we have limited information.

We knew when we began this
that we might make mistakes.

But we have to go now.

We have more people to help--
more numbers.

And how many of those
numbers will come up

because we saved
one man's life?

♪ But the lord said,
"go to the devil" ♪

♪ the lord said,
"go to the devil" ♪

♪ he said, "go to the devil,"
all on that day ♪

♪ so I ran to the devil,
he was waiting ♪

♪ I ran to the devil,
he was waiting ♪

♪ I ran to the devil,
he was waiting ♪

♪ all on that day ♪

♪ I cried power ♪

♪ power ♪
- ♪ power to the lord♪

♪ power ♪
♪ power to the lord ♪

♪ power ♪
♪ power to the lord ♪

♪ power ♪
♪ power to the lord ♪

♪ power ♪
♪ power to the lord ♪

♪ power ♪
♪ power to the lord ♪

♪ power ♪
♪ power to the lord ♪

Boss...

It's done.

No, it's just beginning.

Veni, vidi, vici.

♪ ♪

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