All language subtitles for FBI.S06E09

Ah, ah. Don't move.

Don't move.
- Okay.

Don't move, man.

All right.

Don't do anything stupid.

You can have my money.

We don't want that. We
want something else.

Come on, Mike.

Let's go for a ride.

Let's go. In the van.

Now.

No!

Oh, my gosh. Bless you.

I swear, if this kid
does not start sleeping

through the night, we are going
to have to hire a night nurse.

That's a great idea.

I hear they're,
like, really cheap.

Well, I mean, you're made
of money, so we're good.

No, I'm... I'm made
of FBI money, okay?

Not night nurse money.

Mm.

I wish I would have known that
before I had a kid with you.

- Nina!
- I'm kidding.

That's so bad.

I love you.

Okay.

We have to book this flight
to Napa for Andrea's wedding.

Well, your sister's off.
She can come watch Dougie.

Yes.

Maybe we'll get
some sleep there.

So these are the
flights I'm thinking.

Mm-hmm.

What do you think about
taking separate flights?

Like around the same time
but just different planes.

What?

Well, just to make sure
we're doing the safest thing.

Oh.

Yeah. Yeah.

We'll just... we'll
take separate taxis

and different elevators
and walk on opposite sides

of the sidewalk in
case a car jumps, yeah.

This is the kind of thing
that we have to think about.

Yeah, I understand that,

but Stuart, I mean,
risk is a part of life.

You can't avoid it.

Tiff, what's up?

Victim was male,
white, late 50s.

Took one to the
back of the head.

- No wallet?
- No nothing.

Just the body.

And since it's on
federal land...

Was he killed here?

More like dumped.

Who found him?

A woman who lives nearby.

She was out walking her dog.

Didn't see anything, though.

Ugh. The hell?

Whoever did this was an animal.

Okay, what else do we know?

Not much, other than the ME

estimates the time of
death was around 9:00 p.m.

Hopefully we can
pull a decent print.

All right, let's do both. Yeah.

Thanks.

Hey.
- Hey.

Prints on that body that was
found on the tracks came back.

Yeah?

Whoa.

Mike... Mike Rosen?

It's unbelievable.

Yeah.

Um.

Wow.

How did he... I mean, do
we have any leads, or...?

No, nothing, so let's dig in.

Let's figure out what
the hell happened.

Yeah. Okay. You
wanna throw it up?

Um, all right. All
right, folks, listen up.

Hey.

Hi. Hello.

Just... thank you.

So one of our own

was just tortured and killed,
Special Agent Mike Rosen.

Maybe some of you knew him.

He was retired, but he
worked Organized Crime

and Counterterrorism,
and he spearheaded

some of the biggest and
most successful operations

this bureau has ever seen.

Uh, which means two things.
One, we need to solve this

as soon as humanly
possible, and two,

there will be a long list
of potential enemies.

Mrs. Rosen.

I'm Special Agent Bell.
This is Special Agent Zidan.

They beat him.

Tortured him.

Why would they do this to Mike?

I'm sorry to do this now,

but can we ask you
a few questions?

Was anything unusual
going on with Mike?

Any altercations?
- No.

Not that I was aware of.

No gambling issues
or money problems?

God, no. Mike was frugal.

The only thing he liked
to gamble on was himself.

When did you two speak last?

Last night, around 8:00 or so.

He was on his way
home from work.

So Mike took another job
after he left the bureau?

Yeah. At a security firm.

He wanted to stay busy.

What kind of security firm?

Rosen was a good man.

A man's man, if I'm
allowed to say that.

- Say what you feel.
- The way I feel?

I'd like to put a bullet in the
head of the prick who did it.

Actually, the pricks,
'cause there's no way

one guy could have
pulled this off.

Not someone like Mike.

Sir, we appreciate
your passion...

I know. I'm just talking.

So what exactly
did Mike do here?

He helped coordinate
all the logistics.

Schedules, payroll,
pickups, drop-offs.

It was all administrative stuff.

Go figure.

The guy was under with the
Italian Mafia for ten months.

Not a scratch.

So was anything
going on with Mike?

Have any problems?
Someone harassing him?

No, he was just doing
his thing, you know?

Did his work nice and easy.

But he took it seriously.

Take last night, for example.

He logged into the
portal around 9:00 p.m.

just to get a jump
start on today's work.

Was that typical?

Now that I think about it, no.

Okay, we're gonna
need the exact time

he logged into the portal.

Copy that.

The JOC said the
device that Rosen used

to access the
portal at 8:55 p.m.

pinged off a tower
300 yards north.

Which means he was held and
tortured somewhere close by.

If I was gonna torture somebody,

I'd probably do it in there.

All right, we'll check
out the lower floors.

Copy that.

Hey, by the way, thanks
for having my back

on the Hakim thing.
- Oh, yeah.

You're gonna figure
it out, Tiff.

You know, just
can't do it alone.

You need to talk to somebody.

Look, we don't have
to do this again.

We're gonna keep doing it
until you get some help.

But we don't have to.

Because I am talking to someone.

I'm seeing a psychologist,
and she's really good

at this kind of stuff.

Glad to hear that.

I think we got something.

Come downstairs.

Okay.

What do you got?

Chair, zip ties.

A whole lot of blood.

This is definitely
where it all went down.

Hopefully these guys
left something behind.

Like a shell casing?

9-millimeter.

All right.

We learn something from
the surveillance video?

Yes, sir. Check this out.

Enters the warehouse
at 8:35 p.m.,

exits at 9:01 p.m.

Right around the
approximate time of death.

Right, all right,
so they grab Rosen,

take him to the
warehouse, torture him,

force him to access
his work portal,

and then shoot him
and dump his body

near the railroad tracks, right?

That's the theory?

All right, well, theories
don't make cases.

Answers do. Names do.

Hey, well, we got one.

Print from the shell casing
came back to Anthony Chavez.

Yeah?

Okay.

Age 31, born in New
York, single, no priors,

and briefly worked
for Provident Armored,

same firm that Rosen worked for.

Really? Okay.

And do we have an
address on him?

No LKA, no phone number.

There's a vehicle registered
to a PO box in his name.

Green cargo van.
Same make and model.

Hot damn. We have
a suspect, folks.

Check it out.

Let's access his GPS and find
out where the hell he is.

Check it out.

Shots fired.

Robbery in progress.

Hey! Hey!

Down!

This is Special Agent Bell.

We're under fire. We
need backup immediately.

- Cover us.
- Yeah.

- Go, go, go.
- I'm with you.

Look out!

Covering!

- You good?
- Yes.

Covering!

Moving!

Moving.

Let's split up. We're
gonna take left.

Yeah.

The suspects just entered
a building on 43rd.

We're in pursuit now.

Everybody get out of here!

Out!
- Get out!

Go, go, go. Get out!

Help!

Down! Down! Covering!

I need an ambulance at 1648,
west side of the building.

- They're going for the exit.
- Yes.

Come over here.

Put pressure on
his gunshot wound.

Everybody stay down.

Two suspects have fled the
building onto 43rd Street.

We need to set up a
five block containment.

Tiff?

I'm here.

You good?
- Yeah.

I'm not seeing them.

Be advised, suspect
was last seen

fleeing east on 49th Street.

I can't believe it.

They shot Joey, just
like it was nothing.

What was he carrying?

Diamonds.

Approximate value?

Retail? About 10 million.

- And you knew Joey?
- Yeah. Yeah.

He did all my pickups
and my drop-offs.

He was a solid guy.

He was nine years
in the Marines.

I hope you find these bastards.

We will. Thank you.

Hey, check it out.

Provident Armored.

That's why Rosen
was being tortured,

'cause they wanted information
on the delivery schedule.

- Any news?
- Yeah.

I was just with
the wounded victim.

Good news is, he's
gonna be okay.

Bad news, all three
suspects escaped.

We need to figure out
how and where these men

slipped through the containment.

I don't think all of them have.

Well, talk to me.
What do you got?

I've been scrubbing our
DAS surveillance cameras,

and I think I found one of them.

Throw it up.

It's Chavez.

NYPD Rep Walsh for
the win, Kelly.

Get his last-seen
location to the team.

Jubal, we're here.
There's no sign of Chavez.

We're one block north. No
sign of him here, either.

We need eyes on Chavez.

Hey, I think we found him.

- Yeah?
- Good job.

Where is he in relation
to Maggie and OA?

He's just east of their
location by a half block.

You got that?

We have eyes on Chavez.

There's too many people around.

This could go
sideways really fast.

Let's just get closer
before we arrest him.

Hey! Hey!

Stop!

Chavez has met his demise,
but his two associates

are still at large
and we need names.

Does he have any known
criminal associates?

There were none listed
in the police reports.

Okay, so let's widen out.

Who does he spend his time with?

Where does he eat,
drink, socialize?

Running his credit
card statements.

Okay.

Looks like he
spends a lot of time

at a pool hall over in Queens.

When was the last transaction?

Yesterday afternoon.

Okay.

Excuse me. Could
we get two beers?

Whatever you have. Thank you.

What time is Tony
supposed to meet us here?

1:00.

Well, he's late. As usual.

Do you know Tony Chavez?

He comes here a lot.
Long, dark hair.

Have you seen him today? We
were supposed to meet him.

Sorry, I haven't.

But that's his cousin.

That is his cousin.

What's his name again?

- Beto.
- Beto.

That's right. Thank you.

He matches the description
of the other suspects.

Should we make contact?

Let's follow him.

He's definitely nervous.

Guys, he just cut
through the hotel lot.

We can't follow him in.

Got him.

Nice and clear too.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
That's clean, right?

Yeah. Running it now.

No hits.

That older guy is
carrying a piece.

All right. Let's
give it another spin.

Kelly, you give
this a whirl, okay?

Nothing personal.

I'm just feeling a little
superstitious today.

Bingo.

Our friend here is
named Samuel Jacobson.

57.

He's got several
priors for selling

and purchasing stolen property.

Okay.

Our suspect's heading
towards 13th Street.

No. Maggie, let him walk.

We don't have enough
to detain him,

and we don't wanna spook him.

What about the other guy?
The older white dude.

You wanna let him walk?

Hell no. Grab him.

Ouch! What the hell is going on?

Easy, easy.

I was just walking
down the street.

- Sit down.
- With a concealed weapon.

Yeah, well, dangerous city.

Yeah, it's a dangerous city

because of people like you, man.

Oh, really? Really?

With all the crap
going on in the world,

you're worried about a
ham-and-egger like me?

Actually, we're not.

We are interested in the person
that you were speaking to.

And the contents of
that conversation.

What person?

Oh, him? He's a nice guy.

I didn't catch his name.
- Oh, no?

You didn't catch his name?
- No.

You two just struck up a
conversation out of nowhere?

He liked my watch.
I said thanks.

We just started
talking. That's all.

Yeah.

Um, all right. Sit tight.
We'll be right back.

Well...

Hey.

The guy you're talking to,
Samuel Jacobson, right?

That's my informant.

- What?
- Yeah.

He's been feeding me information

for ten months, maybe more.

So unless he killed somebody,
you gotta let him go.

Well, that's not happening.

Excuse me?

Nina, he's linked
to the diamond heist

that happened earlier today.

Which means he might be involved

in Mike Rosen's murder,
so Scola's right.

He's not going anywhere.

I appreciate the
relationship we have,

but I'm not liking
the odds on this one.

These guys that we're talking
about, they don't play.

Yep. Neither do we.

Maybe so, but I'd take
jail over a bullet any day.

Sure about that?

Your priors, you're looking
at a ten-year minimum

on that gun charge.

If that's not enough
of an incentive,

the diamond company
is offering a reward.

5% of the wholesale value.

That's 500 grand.

Ah.

That changes things.

Yeah.

Yeah, I thought it would.

So tell us about Beto.

You know where he lives or
you have his cell number?

Not anymore.

Now he just finds me when
he wants to sell something.

Diamonds were in that satchel?

Mm-hmm. He said it
was a small sample

of a load he's looking to move.

And you believe him?

I've done a lot of
business with him

and his brother
Carlos. They're legit.

So you think they
can actually pull off

that diamond store robbery?

Absolutely.

Okay.

So where'd you leave
things with Beto?

What's the next move?

I said I had a buyer, a jeweler,

and if he was
interested I'd bring him

to the pool hall tonight.

Target is walking in now.

Good to see you. Come on in.

Stuart. Beto.

He says you're cool, but
I've never seen you before.

So where exactly is this
jewelry store of yours?

Are you telling
him about my store?

Not where it is.

Just that you're
in the business.

I want more
background about you.

Like I said, I don't know you.

Yeah, I don't know you, either.

Which, in my opinion, is
actually a good thing.

But if you've got other ideas,

you wanna sit around and
ask questions, that's fine.

I mean, I can go somewhere else.

What the hell is with
you and the questions?

I don't like this guy.
He's giving off bad vibes.

Oh, yeah? Well, if
I'm being honest,

the only one giving
off bad vibes is you.

- What the hell are you...
- He is the buyer.

This is a cash deal.

That's all you need to know.

But you know this guy?

He's legit?
- Yes.

He is legit and he has the cash.

I have seen it.

I made him show me,
and he's hungry too.

Let's quit playing
games and get this done.

Huh?

Come on.
- Mm-hmm.

- We good?
- Yeah.

All right. How about you?

Yeah, I'm fine. We were
just having a little...

So how much product do you have?

10 million in diamonds.

All GIA certified.

- That's quite a haul.
- Can you handle it?

If it is what you
say it is, yeah.

Pay you 10%.

20.

Absolutely not.

The product is red hot.

Whatever you and your buddies
pulled off the other day,

it's all over the news.

I mean, you know people
died in that robbery, right?

I don't know
anything about that.

Okay.

But if you're gonna
hold at 20, I'm out.

15.

That's the best I can do.

Beto, you got a deal.

How soon can you get
the cash together?

I guess give me about an hour.

I'm gonna need to see
all the stones first.

Not a problem.

I got one more question for you.

Where do you live?

- Manhattan.
- Hmm. You single?

That's two questions.

I lied.

Uh, married.

One kid.

Are you gonna show
me these damn stones?

Sure.

When we do the deal.

But we're gonna do
it at your place.

Absolutely not.

I have a family.

I do not mix business
and personal life.

Do you want what
I'm selling or not?

Wait, Stuart.

We have a townhouse
in Manhattan.

It has a safe room,
and it's already wired

for sound and video.

Whatever it takes.

I'll bring the merchandise
in the morning.

What's the address?

730 West 29th.

No weapons.

It's business.

He's headed eastbound.

If we're lucky, he'll
lead us to his brother

and the diamonds.

Suspect is headed
northbound on Avenue D.

I don't see him.

- Maybe he went to the subway.
- Yeah, yeah.

- Hey.
- Yeah.

- They lost him.
- Really?

The JOC is scrubbing
security cams, but...

Well, leaves us no choice, then.

We gotta go through
with this deal tomorrow.

I'll get Jubal to get
the flash money ready.

Yeah.

- Hey. Nice work.
- Thanks.

What was with the
townhouse offer?

You know I could have forced
him to meet up somewhere else.

Yeah, I felt like he was
suspicious and was gonna walk.

He wasn't gonna walk, but...

Okay, well, what's done is done,

and the good news
is, I know the layout

so I can help sell our cover.

Our?

No. No. Nina, we
are not doing that.

Tiff or Maggie can go in.

They were in the bar.

Beto could have
seen their faces.

It's fine.

He was focused on
me the whole time.

That's absurd.

Why are you gonna
take that chance?

Exactly what I'm saying.

So this is about us?

Are you trying to protect me?

No, I'm trying to be smart.

Why take on more
risk than we have to?

That again?

Nina.

I wanna play it safe.

Mike Rosen was playing it safe.

We're doing this, Stuart.

- Hey.
- Hi.

That was fast.

So we're short about 700 grand.

The entire lower portion of
this bag is all prop money.

Okay, well, let's hope
he doesn't dig too deep

when he's inspecting it.

We'll just have to demand
to see the diamonds

before we let him count it.
- Right.

OA and Tiff are gonna let us
know when he's approaching.

So where's the safe room?

Ah, over here.

- Can you believe this place?
- Perfect.

All right.

And that's the safe room.

So, fake money.

Fake baby.

What could go wrong?

Right?

We got this.

I'm starting to think
the Fugitive Task Force

has a bigger budget
than us, Tiff.

Hey, here he comes.
On the north side.

Beto is approaching on foot.

No sign of his brother.

Game time.

Look, things go
south, I'll be ready.

Thanks.

Nice place.

Thanks.

What's your name?

We can avoid names.

It's probably better
for all of us.

Let's get to it.

I'm clean. What about you two?

We're, uh... we're... we're
business people, not gangsters.

Oh. Oh.

Okay.

Uh, yeah...
- Hey!

That's enough of that.

Relax.

I'm just trying to make sure
you two are actually a couple.

Okay.

Let's stop with the games,
then, and get down to business.

Where's Jacobson?

He's not coming.

Why?

Because this is between us now.

Where's your kid?

It's nap time.

For my peace of mind,
I'm gonna wanna see him.

That's not happening.

Yeah. Kid's off limits.

I'll keep my distance.

I promise.

Nina, if he comes in the room
and sees there's a fake kid,

I'm gonna have to take him down.

You can see him from the door.

Jacobson said that you
were a professional.

Okay, so are we. Okay?

So just take a look and let's
do what we came for here.

Where's the money?

Am I supposed to take
your word for that too?

No, we already showed
Jacobson the cash.

We're not showing it again
until we see all the diamonds.

Five stones? Is this a joke?

It's a sample.

I'll show you the rest
when I see the cash.

Top quality product.

Yeah, there it is.
Run that GIA number.

It's a match, one of the
diamonds we're looking for.

All right. Maggie,
we got confirmation.

It is one of the
stolen diamonds.

Great. Want me to
make the arrest?

No. It's only a
handful of stones.

Any good lawyer could give a
variety of viable defenses.

We need all of the diamonds.
- Right.

All right, Maggie,
stand down for now.

Plan is to wait for eyes
on all the diamonds.

So where's the money?

All right.

There it is, pal.

Take a look.

You... you... you
can count it all

once all the diamonds are here.

Okay.

Here's how this
is gonna go down.

I'm gonna stay here with
your lady and the kid.

You are gonna go outside and
meet my brother on the corner.

What are you talking about?

He's gonna show you the product.

Once you confirm it's legit,

you can call your lady, and
we can make the exchange.

- We're not doing that.
- No.

This is amateur hour.

Just have him come
inside with the diamonds,

we do the deal right here.
- No.

That is not happening.

Merchandise and money do not
end up in the same room, ever.

- OA, are you hearing that?
- Yeah.

This could be a rip.
- Yeah.

He's trying to separate them.

If Nina goes out there, you
need to keep eyes on her.

Copy.

Be advised there's no sign of
Beto's brother on the street.

If you want the stones,
you can go for a walk,

because the merch
ain't coming inside.

I'm not walking anywhere.

The deal's off.
- Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, babe.
- What?

We need this, okay?
- No.

Honey.

This is not safe.

No.

Okay, well

you stay here with him,

and I'll go check out
the diamonds, okay?

Yeah. You, him, whatever.

It doesn't matter to me.

All right.

So I'll go.

Yo.

A woman is coming
outside right now.

Blonde hair.

Show her the product.

Make a left when you go outside.

He'll make contact.

Okay.

Oh!

Sorry. You scared me.

Are you Carlos?

What are you looking at?

Nothing.

I'm trying to figure
out what's happening

'cause you're supposed to
be showing me merchandise

and instead I'm getting a
tour of Midtown Manhattan.

Don't worry.

We're not too far away.

- I don't like this.
- Yeah.

Maggie, Tiff and I
are gonna trail Nina.

Once she sees the diamonds,
we're gonna take Carlos

and come back and
help you with Beto.

Copy that.

I'm gonna get in
a better position.

Scola, keep him occupied.

The wife, a bit of
a perfectionist.

She will be inspecting every
last one of those stones,

which could take a while.

May I offer you some fruit

or, uh, maybe
something to drink?

Water.

What was that?

Is someone else here?
- No.

Probably just the baby
moved or something.

Let's check on him.

Hey, hey, hey. Hold on.

Wait a second. Hold on.

You're gonna wake him up.

All right? This is
stressful enough.

Let's not add a screaming
baby to the mix.

I got two kids myself.
That's why I'm careful.

Yeah, me too.

I gotta be there for them.

You feel me?

Of course.

Preaching to the choir here.
Raising a kid is not easy.

Or cheap.
- No, sir.

Okay, so what's the plan here?

Get in the passenger seat.

No.

We either do the deal
here or not at all.

Sure, lady.

I ain't driving you anywhere.

I just wanna show you
the stuff inside the car

so we have some privacy.

Nina, don't let him
drive off with you.

It's not safe.

All right. These are the goods?

Tell me what you see.

You should be thanking us.

We got you a good deal.

I wish that were the
case, but unfortunately,

it's not how it works.

All right. It looks
like they're all here.

What the hell?

Blue and whites have
eyes on the deal.

Hopefully they pass by.

I'll call dispatch, see
if I can get rid of them.

- Hey!
- I'm not doing this right now.

- Relax.
- You setting me up?

Walsh, what's going on?

Get your boys out of there.
- I'm already on it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey!

Hey!

What the hell was that?

I know what I heard.
That was a gunshot.

Shots fired!

Keep your hands
where I can see them!

Hey, FBI!

Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey,
hey. She's telling the truth.

She's telling the truth.

Special Agent Nina
Chase. She's with us.

Okay.

Hey.

Hands on the wheel.

Put your hands on the wheel.

- You got him, Tiff?
- Yeah.

Thanks.

Well done.

Shut up. Don't move.

Keep your hands
where I can see them.

Whoa, whoa, what are you doing?

Okay, hey, why don't you relax

and we'll figure
out what's going on.

Just calm down, okay?

Why is my brother not answering?

Look, I don't know.

They're probably just having...
- FBI. Don't move.

You're under arrest.

Hey.

I just talked to
Mike Rosen's wife.

I told her we caught the
people who killed her husband.

How's she doing?

Not great, as you could imagine.

Well, at least now
she's got some closure.

Yeah.

It's crazy how random life
can be sometimes, you know?

Mike works his entire life,

survives dangerous
undercover assignments,

and gets killed working
a 9 to 5 office job.

I spoke with the nanny. She
said she could stay late.

You wanna go get a drink?

That sounds like a great idea.

Okay.

Oh, we also need to book
those tickets to Napa.

I'm gonna do that tomorrow.

Okay.

Same flight?

Same flight.

Okay.