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My name is Michael Westen.

I used to be a spy until--

- [ Man ] We got a burn notice on you. You're blacklisted. - [ Whistles ]

[ Michael Narrating ] When you're burned, you've got nothing--

no cash, no credit, no job history.

- You're stuck in whatever city they decide to dump you in. - Where am I?

Miami.

You do whatever work comes your way.

- You rely on anyone who's still talking to you-- - [ Laughs ]

- a trigger-happy ex-girlfriend-- - Should we shoot them?

an old friend who used to inform on you to the F.B.I.--

You know spies. Bunch of bitchy little girls.

- Family too-- - Hey, is that your mom again?

- if you're desperate. - Someone needs your help, Michael.

Bottom line: Until you figure out who burned you,

you're not going anywhere.

Previously on Burn Notice.

Someone out there wants you dead. We both need to know who.

You really gonna do this-- hunt them down?

The enemy of my enemy could be my friend.

I got the chemical analysis back on the explosion. Professional.

Any progress finding our bomber? Nope. Checked the blast.

Crude I.E.D. Amateur hour.

We recruited you because you're a good liar.

Guess we can't complain too much when you lie to us.

Your bomber couldn't go out the front door after they set it. If they went off the balcony--

I could check the security cameras at the businesses along the river.

[ Michael Narrating ] When you work for an intelligence agency,

you operate within an official structure.

There's a chain of command to report to, protocols to be observed.

No one questions their mission.

But when you freelance, you don't have those luxuries.

Getting your team on board may require some convincing.

[ Fiona ] I don't have a problem with hunting down someone...

who planted a bomb at your place.

I have a problem with why you're hunting him.

If this was about revenge, I'd be fine with it. Revenge is a waste of time.

So is watching TV and eating candies. You do it 'cause it feels good.

You are finding a killer for the people who ruined your life.

When I find him, I'll have more on them.

Ah. Intelligence gathering. Right.

He should at least suffer a little.

When I find him, there'll be some pain involved.

Are you happy? Delighted.

You see that storage facility?

It has security cameras that cover the approach to your left from the road.

Here's the name of the service rep who installed the security system.

And the model number. You're welcome.

You do care.

Run along before I change my mind.

[ Michael Narrating ] Spies love technology upgrades.

When someone replaces old equipment-- a computer, a cell phone, a P.D.A.--

getting information becomes as easy as looking through the trash.

[ Southern Accent ] I cannot believe Phil didn't call you.

I was up on an install up in Boca.

They had me come down here and do your service upgrade. I got the paperwork right here.

Is it gonna take a long time? No, it shouldn't be too long.

It's just a simple switch out of a unit.

Well, I should check with them.

No. You should yell at 'em is what you should do. I'm gonna get started here.

[ Michael Narrating ] When you need to steal information in a hurry,

just arrange the technology upgrade yourself.

Ron, it's Kay at Evergreen. There's a guy here doing an upgrade.

But I don't have him on the schedule. Hang on.

I'm on with Ron Lummer. He needs to speak to you.

Yeah, Ron. [ Man ] Yeah, who is this?

No, no, no. You're lookin' in the wrong files.

It's Evergreen Storage. It's on your desk by the bobblehead guy.

What are you talkin' about? I don't have a file.

You found it? Found what? Who is this?

Oh. Looks like Phil dropped the ball on this one.

- I'm calling the police right now. - No, don't be too hard on him.

- Everybody makes mistakes. - You're breaking the law. Don't touch anything.

You know me, Ron. Anything for you. Just save me a doughnut.

You're going to jail! I'm calling-- [ Beeps ]

- What did he say? - Well, somebody's in trouble, but it ain't me.

All right. Sorry for the inconvenience.

[ Michael Narrating ] If you need to buy a few seconds in an office environment,

programming a computer to dial every phone in an office simultaneously...

is simple and cheap.

Just set up your cell phone to trigger the calls remotely. [ Phones Ringing ]

Whoo. Sounds like you guys are busy.

To get away clean from an office, it's okay to run.

People run out of offices all the time. Yeah, Ron.

[ Man ] Something's going on.

If the look on your face says "I'm in a hurry,"

Hold it. you can go as fast as you want.

Thank you. It's all about covering ground before the yelling starts.

Hey! Hey, stop!

[ Tires Screech ]

"The one you love is closer than you think."

[ Sighs ] What's yours say?

"The one who burned you is closer than you think."

What? What?

Oh, that got your attention.

Not funny, Fi. [ Sighs ]

Is this what your life's become, Michael--

running around like Carla's errand boy?

I'm doing this so I can get out from under Carla.

The guy who blew me up, she hates him,

so I would like to meet him.

I think I found something.

Passed the camera twice in 90 minutes the day of the bombing.

Right time too. Collapsible ladder for getting down from your balcony.

City work outfit keeps people from asking questions.

Meet the man who tried to kill me.

Huh. Kind of ordinary for a spy killer. What were you expecting?

You know, after all this, like--

Boots and a mask at least. You know, a cape maybe?

His gear is from City of Miami Public Works.

Capes aren't standard issue. Fi's checking it out.

Hey, good news-- something to take your mind off all this.

I got a way to score some Dolphins tickets. Sam.

Come on, Mikey. When's the last time you did something that regular people do?

Don't be afraid. I'll be right there with you.

Fifty-yard line, third row, beer in big plastic cups.

And how are we getting these tickets?

Buddy of mine-- Shawn Martin, used to play for the 'Phins in the '90s.

Hey, uh-- He needs a little favor. And there it is.

Come on. Look, we can probably wrap this up in a day. [ Chuckles ]

We're supposed to meet him at 2:00.

- ** [ Man Singing Rap, Indistinct ] - [ Coaches, Players Shouting ]

Most of these guys I handpicked in the roughest part of Overtown.

Pulled them out of broken families, gangs-- put them on the field.

See? He's a great humanitarian, and he's got tickets on the 50-yard line.

Sam said you had a problem.

Not me. One of my players-- Corey Jensen.

Good kid. Stays out of trouble.

- But he got into a fight the other day. - A fight? What about?

Not sure. I just know the guy he fought is bad news.

Felix Cole-- a local gangster.

Word is he wants Corey dead.

Gangster? This is the little problem you--

Yeah. Hey, Shawn, what exactly were you hoping for here, favorwise?

He's at my place with his sister. I just wanted you guys...

to go by and talk to him and see what the options are.

If he's being hunted, he shouldn't be staying at your place.

Won't be long before they look there. Mike's right.

- Let me swing by. I'll pick him up. - Thanks, Sam.

Yeah. I appreciate it.

[ Exhales ] Okay, so it's not a little problem.

But we're not exactly talking nosebleed seats either here, huh?

Come on. Hmm?

Whoa, Mike. We got a visitor. [ Tires Screeching ]

Hello, Michael. Is now a good time?

Carla. So great to see you.

Might wanna give Sam your keys. We need to talk.

Meet you back at the loft. You sure, Mike?

He's sure.

Don't I get tied to the chair? Don't go soft on me now, Carla.

I thought we'd keep this meeting a little more casual.

We want to know how your investigation is going. We? Who's "we"?

[ Loudly ] Love to meet the team if they're around. Michael, sit down.

We got our analysis back of the explosives at your place--

same method and materials used on the other operatives that were attacked.

"Operatives." Plural. How many exactly? Do I get names?

[ File Slides On Table ] No.

I thought you weren't going to tie my hands.

I've seen you work. You do just fine with your hands tied.

Everything I can share with you is here. And it stays here.

Look it over. Let us know when you're done.

What if I have to go to the little boys' room?

[ Chuckles ] Well, you're gonna have to hold it.

My men have orders to shoot you if you try to leave the room.

Hey, Mike.

Well, that was a quickie. You look... unbruised.

Just a few paper cuts. I got a look at Carla's files.

She thinks the bomber's not local.

So the big bad burn notice lady's a step behind you. You think it's gonna stay that way?

I asked for a list of all demolition experts who've spent time in Serbia and Montenegro.

Said I saw a pattern there. Yeah, we got another meeting on the books.

Nice. Fi's upstairs with the kids.

I'm just headin' out to get dinner for everybody.

Pizza time? Yeah.

Uh, Mike, just a heads up.

This one has Fi a little fired up.

Sorry. I was, uh, delayed.

Oh, that's okay, Michael. I was getting to know your guests.

Hey. I'm Corey. This is my little sister, Tanya.

Hi. I'm Michael. Nice to meet you.

They told me about their situation. It seems this man-- Felix?

He took Tanya for a ride in his car,

and then he attacked her.

And she escaped, barely.

And then Corey went after him with a baseball bat.

I found her crying in the street. I wanted to make sure he never tried to come back--

No explanation necessary.

Use a golf club next time. Greater force to a smaller area.

Uh, yeah. But now he's after me.

His guys came to my house. They tried to shoot me in the street.

- I don't know where to go. - It's fine.

- We'll take care of it. - Would you excuse me?

Fiona, could I talk with you out on the balcony?

Michael, I'm gonna say this once. We are helping these kids.

Fi, this is a job for the police. Oh, sure.

If we let Felix kill Corey, they'll have more evidence when he comes after this girl again.

You made your point. We can get them out of town.

No. They've done nothing wrong. They're not going anywhere.

That sick son of a bitch is going somewhere, and this is not a discussion.

Fiona, you're letting your emotions get the better of you.

No. I'm doing better than that. I'm letting my feelings run the show,

and I feel very strongly about this.

[ Corey ] Felix works out of that club mostly.

His crew boosts cars for the 24K syndicate.

That's him next to the G.T.O.

Man, what was I thinkin'? He's a stone-cold gangster.

[ Fiona ] He doesn't deserve to be called a gangster.

Anyone who attacks a 15-year-old is a pervert.

It's just-- See, the thing is, ever since the word went out,

his whole gang's after me, the whole 24K crew.

The whole 24K crew. Oh, this is gettin' better and better.

See that guy he's talking to, the guy with the glasses by the table?

That's Tony Soto, the boss. Felix earns a lot of money for that guy.

Any car that gets boosted from here to midtown-- it's his guys.

Listen, seriously, I don't think there's anything you guys can do.

Oh, don't worry, Corey. There's a long list of things we can do.

You know, just for the record, when I said "favor,"

I was thinking, like, find somebody's lost dog or something like that.

You're gonna have to work a little harder than you're used to.

I work plenty hard, lady. I just make it look easy.

Corey's up against an organization here, Fi.

Felix is well connected.

Then we'll just have to disconnect him, won't we?

Tony won't back Felix if we put him out of business.

A new gang of car thieves is comin' to town.

You wanna take him head-on?

Well, then we gotta stash Corey and his sister, Tanya, somewhere for a bit.

Yep.

Corey and Tanya are getting settled. I'm making spaghetti.

Excuse me. Ma, I'm sorry.

Fiona really felt strongly about them being in a nicer environment than the loft.

And, well, you know,

she-she was really not in the mood to discuss the point.

It's fine. If you didn't bring people over, I'd never see you.

Oh, and thank you for what you did for your brother.

For-- For what?

Your brother's papers, when he got out of jail.

- Uh-- - The arrest was erased, like it never happened.

- You didn't do that? - Not exactly.

- It was, uh, done for me. - Oh. Well, thank your friends for me then.

Yeah, my friends put him in jail in the first place, actually, so--

Sometimes I forget how complicated your life is.

[ Michael Narrating ] There's a reason armies wear uniforms,

even though they make them easier to spot.

Sometimes, that's what you want.

Uniforms suggest organization, power and numbers.

These, in turn, inspire fear.

And as any good operative knows, there's no more effective weapon than fear.

[ Engine Rumbling ]

[ Engine Rumbling, Louder ]

[ Engine Stops ]

Nice car.

- It's too bad really. - What's too bad?

[ Michael Narrating ] Pepper grenades are used by antiterrorist units...

to disable and stun. [ Shouting ]

Not lethal, but a faceful of pepper gas will keep you pretty busy.

No, no. Don't go anywhere. The party's just startin'.

[ Coughing, Gasping ]

Yo! What the hell, man!

[ Shotgun Action Cycles ]

Yo!

Melting through the engine block of a car isn't hard if you know what you're doing.

A few pounds of thermite in a coffee can and a fuse will do the trick...

and put on a pretty good show.

Felix. Felix.

Felix, over here.

- It's time for you to leave Miami. - [ Man ] I can't breathe!

[ Tires Squealing ]

[ Coughing, Shouting ]

You-- You what? You did that to his car?

He's gonna come after you. Better than him coming after you.

We're just sending him a message.

It's time for him to move on. Yeah. Sounds like it. Damn.

I looked through those pictures Mr. Axe gave to me.

- You recognize anyone? - Yeah. This dude here is J.B.

He's definitely big-time. That's Roger.

And this dude here they call Reap.

These three are Felix's main boosters.

I found some crackers.

Oh!

- Mom. - Hmm?

These are like cardboard.

They were in the back of the cupboard. They're a few years old.

Corey's been helping me clean out all the old food in the house.

He ate a can of smoked oysters that I've had since you were a baby, honey.

Mmm, a little salty, but they really hit the spot.

- Thanks, Ms. Westen. - Oh, no. Thank you.

- Can we go home now? - Not yet.

This was a good first step, but we still have to be careful.

Is there any family that you have that Felix might know about?

Nah. It's just me and Tanya.

Our mom passed last year. We got family up north.

But I need to finish school here. I got a chance at a scholarship.

Coach Martin looks after us if we need it.

Well, I think it's time to talk to Coach Martin.

The whole neighborhood is talkin' about what happened with Felix yesterday.

The engine of his car melted into the road?

[ Chuckles ] That's crazy.

Crazy is kind of what you want in a situation like this.

You want Felix to worry about something...

that's bigger than some kid beating him up.

Sounds like a plan to me. If there's anything I can do to help--

Actually, I need you to keep your head down for a while...

'cause this is gonna get worse before it gets better.

Sam. You're asking me to hide? Hide? Oh, no. No, of course not.

I just need you to be someplace where no one can see you--

until I give the all clear.

You know, it's for the kids.

[ Michael Narrating ] When you need to get into a building in a hurry,

you can always count on a fire exit.

Every building has them. It's just about knowing how to use them.

The right shape charge...

will put a big enough dent in a steel door to disengage the lock,

which can turn a fire exit into a convenient and unexpected entrance.

A coil of det cord attached to a rubber mat...

will give you the explosion you need...

and allow you to point it wherever you need it to go.

SWAT teams call it a "hockey puck."

[ Clears Throat ] Let me do that.

I have a more delicate touch.

I made some progress finding your would-be assassin today.

Oh? Yeah.

There's a chance he works at A.S.A. Dismantling.

The city contracts their demolition work with them.

Think I'll pay 'em a visit, see what I can find out.

- It's beautiful. - Yeah. Beautiful.

So, the front of the place is pretty well guarded, but that's it.

And Felix? He hangs around the back. He's there now.

Oh. Fresh from the printer. Shall we?

** [ Rap, Indistinct ] I want to know who the hell they are.

They come outta nowhere, destroy my car, tell me to leave my home.

And you say nobody-- nobody knows anything.

Nah, Felix. Nobody's seen nothing.

Then maybe they're not looking hard enough.

[ Michael Narrating ] Blitzkrieg, or lightning war,

was a strategy pioneered by the Germans in World War II.

It refers to a fast attack designed to inspire fear and confusion,

penetrating quickly behind enemy lines.

- [ All Shouting ] - [ Felix ] What's goin' on?

- [ Action Cycles ] - Good afternoon. Let's get those hands up.

I'll thank you to back up against the wall, keep your hands where I can see 'em.

Nice. Comfortable?

- Hello, Felix. - Who the hell are you people?

The name's Johnny.

We got a lot in common, Felix. We're both in the car-theft game.

Only we work Miami, and you-- well, you work someplace else.

You have 48 hours. After that, we'll make your travel arrangements for you.

Leave town? I'm 'posed to be scareds of some fancy-ass suits and a shotgun?

You better get the hell outta my establishment.

I hear ya. You're busy. You got a lot to do.

- After all, you only have-- - Forty-seven hours, 59 minutes...

- and 10 seconds. - left.

Trust me, Felix. You wanna move on.

You got a lot of headaches here you don't need.

Miami, it's very humid in the summer.

You got all these people you have to manage.

Plus, your place is on fire.

- I'll kill you! - Take care.

You hear me! Do you hear me?

Did you see the shopping list your mother gave Sam?

Corey is eating his own body weight in cereal every day.

He's a growing boy.

I have to say I like this Johnny.

He's got flair.

He reminds me of your cover in Dublin when we first met.

Do you remember what you called yourself?

[ Irish Accent ] Michael McBride.

Michael McBride.

Hmm.

Sometimes I wonder if he's the one I fell in love with.

[ Irish Accent ] I wouldn't be surprised.

We caused a lot of mayhem, you and I.

- He was your type of guy. - Yes, he was.

Where'd he go?

Well, you know how it is with cover I.D.'s.

[ No Accent ] You become who you need to be.

And everyone gets to guess who you really are.

I'll see you later, Michael.

I have an appointment at A.S.A. Dismantling and Demolition.

- Fi, if you see this guy-- - I'll give him a kiss from you.

[ Wolf Whistle ]

Oh, yeah.

Are you Eric? Yeah.

Nina Roberts, Primo Publishing.

We spoke on the phone yesterday. Oh, right.

Um, you sell the calendars.

Oh, no, darling. I make the calendars.

Theme calendars: Firefighters, Lumberjacks,

Cops, Cowboys and now The Men of Demolition.

Nothing turns a woman on more than when something goes boom.

All I need from you are names and photos...

of all your demolition guys.

Do me a favor. Don't tell 'em you're doing it. Why is that?

Feelings get hurt if I just talk to the guys I'm interested in.

All I need is another homely firefighter...

offering to wax his chest in my office.

So, uh, what do you look for?

Depends.

But I think I'm looking at Mr. January right here.

[ Exhales ]

[ Michael Narrating ] Target selection is one of the least glamorous...

but most important elements in any strategy.

You want to take out the people your opponent depends on--

the ones his organization can't function without.

Lose your keys? I can give you a ride.

[ Chuckles ] Don't look so scared.

Loaded with a bean bag round, so it won't do any permanent damage.

- [ Action Cycles ] - [ Groans ]

But the temporary damage-- that hurts like hell.

[ Chuckling ] Did I forget to mention that?

[ Engine Revving ]

[ Tires Squealing ] [ Brakes Screeching ]

- [ Sighs ] - My fault. My fault.

Maybe we should exchange insurance information.

Or maybe you should put these on...

and get into the trunk of my car.

What you talkin' about, man? You see, look.

[ Michael Narrating ] There's an element of theater in any offensive campaign.

It's not just about bullets and bodies.

Killing people usually creates more problems than it solves.

It's about undermining your enemy's will to fight,

destroying the morale of his troops,

sending the message that fighting back is useless... [ Cell Phone Rings ]

because the battle is already lost.

I brought you a little going-away present.

- Call this a present? - Yeah. They're alive.

Yeah, but you won't be. [ Hammer Cocks ]

I'm good to go if you are.

You really wanna do this in front of all these people in broad daylight?

[ Hammer Cocks ]

- You just wait, Johnny boy. - Oh, I'll wait.

I'll wait 23 hours and 14 minutes.

[ Beeps ]

- Clean this up, man! - [ Cell Phone Ringing ]

- Yeah. - Hello, Johnny.

This is Tony Soto. Maybe you've heard of me.

You're Felix's boss. Yeah.

There's a car coming up the street.

I see it. I wanna talk to you.

Go ahead and talk. That's what phones are for.

No, in person. Get in the car.

Get in the car? I'm new to Miami,

but are most people that stupid here?

I'll leave two of my guys with your people, unarmed, to guarantee your safety.

And I'm not asking. I'm telling. Now get in.

Keep these boys company. I'm going to meet Tony Soto.

[ Michael Narrating ] There's an old saying in war...

that no plan survives the battlefield.

Often, as a situation evolves, you create new enemies.

Sometimes, you create new alliances, new friends.

Soldiers are fine for dealing with the enemies,

but you need a spy to handle the new friends.

Behold the ghost haunting Felix Cole.

Where you from? Around. Why am I here?

You got style, Johnny.

You're aggressive. [ Imitates Explosion ]

I like that. Nice to be appreciated.

Felix has been a good earner,

but any guy who lets someone punk him like you did,

lets a 17-year-old kick his ass with a baseball bat--

I can't have that kind of weakness in my house. I couldn't agree more.

Which brings me to my question.

What exactly do you want? My team doesn't like competition.

We want to be the only game in town. We're selfish that way.

I'm selfish this way.

Nobody operates in this neighborhood without dealing with me.

I'll deal with you. Listen. Felix is an amateur.

He steals a few cars for sale and leaves the rest off in chop shops.

Go to a high school. A kid can do that.

Us, we deal in high-end export, shipping 'em overseas at a markup.

Overseas? How do you get the cars through customs?

We clean 'em and clone 'em-- untraceable.

Sell 'em at twice the price.

Now, I can't have these idiots runnin' around boosting minivans with a shim and a screwdriver.

[ Laughing ]

You can talk, Johnny. I'm gonna give you that.

But let's see if you can deliver.

Hot off the street.

Bring it back clean. Show me how it works.

You could be my new car man.

Felix is out? Felix is out.

Or you are.

So this is your job application? More or less.

So meanwhile, some poor guy's running around looking for his $150,000 car.

We'll get it back to him. We gotta move fast on this one.

Yeah, no kidding. I went to Felix's place earlier to do some surveillance.

He's been going nuts since we did our thing.

- The more panicked he is, the easier our job is. - But this isn't just business.

He put the word out to every kid in the neighborhood to look for Corey.

That was the plan. We made him look vulnerable.

With Tony breathing down his neck, he has to look strong. Fine. Quit yappin'. Let's go.

[ Michael Narrating ] The actual theft of a car isn't difficult.

The hard part is selling it once you have it.

Between the license, registration, tax records and VIN numbers,

it's surprisingly hard to turn a car into cash.

The best approach is to start with clean paperwork...

on another car from out of state,

then match the stolen car to the clean paperwork.

That means new VIN tags and a new registration.

And in case someone decides to check closely,

some hydrochloric acid and a file will make...

the etched VIN number on the car chassis impossible to read.

Well, that's it. Mike, you think I should drive it around South Beach--

you know, just to make sure it still drives okay?

Knock yourself out. I got a meeting.

Okay. Say hi to Carla for me.

Hello, Michael. Hello, Carla.

Do we have to go all the way to your office, or can we just do this here?

[ Exhales ]

Everybody who's ever blown something up in Eastern Europe.

- Your ex-girlfriend's on there. - I think we can rule Fiona out.

Really? She has the expertise, and she certainly had access.

Lot of names here. This could take some time.

Two days. Driver.

Uh, I could get started that much faster if you just drop me off at home.

- Go up, make a left-- - Bye, Michael.

Oh, man. Look at that sweater. What?

Oh. Yeah, that was Christmas.

Oh, Michael must have been 15, I think.

God. Don't they look cute? So sweet.

Must be nice.

Me and Corey, we never had a family like that.

Neither did we, sweetheart.

See the bruise on Michael's cheek?

He and his father got into a fight because Frank was...

pushing his brother around.

Anyway, nobody was talking to anybody,

so I said I'm gonna throw the whole dinner down the garbage...

unless they stood there and took that picture.

- [ Chuckles ] - He fought his dad on-- on Christmas?

He was being a good big brother.

Like you.

[ Fiona ] Is that everyone? Yep, past and present.

Oh. Look who's on top.

[ Laughs ]

I'll schedule photo sessions in a few weeks,

once I've had time to go over all this.

Cool. And remember--

I'll be waiting.

[ Beeping, Line Rings ]

Michael, I believe I found your bomber. Who is he, Fi?

His name is Derek Poole, and he works part-time for A.S.A.

I guess we know what he does with the rest of his time.

- Can you get a home address? - What do you think?

[ Beeps ] What's the word?

Fi got a name. Mmm.

[ Knocking ]

You expecting somebody, Mike? [ Slider Cocks ]

Nope.

Who's there?

Shawn.

- What happened? - Felix and his boys jumped me.

They said if I didn't set up a meeting with Corey, they would go after my players.

He said he just wanted to talk to him.

No. He's going to kill him. He'll probably kill you both.

Should we call the police? We could get Felix arrested for assaulting you,

but his crew would still be on the streets and Corey would still be in danger.

What are we gonna do? I can't have this guy going after my players.

Felix is on the edge. It's time to push him over.

You're gonna call him, set up the meeting.

It's all right. We've done this before.

** [ Man Singing Salsa ]

So, this address Shawn got from Felix,

it's an alley-- industrial area, by midtown.

Perfect spot for an ambush. Bingo. You won yourself a beer, Mikey.

Poked around. Looks like Felix is kind of a one-trick pony when it comes to hits.

A few years ago, one of his rivals got popped.

Same setup, different alley. If something works.

Basically, car pulls in, bad guys box him in, hose him down with lead.

This I can work with. Can I work with that? Thank you.

[ Michael Narrating ] There are a couple of ways to make a vehicle bullet resistant.

Sixty thousand dollars' worth of titanium siding will do the job.

Or you can pick up a couple extra copies of the yellow pages...

- from your local phone company. - [ Drill Whirs ]

Most non-armor-piercing bullets will only penetrate a phone book...

to a depth of an inch or two.

Behind a layer of steel, it's more like a quarter of an inch.

Commercially available foam sealants...

will keep your tires rolling long enough to get you out of danger.

For the windows, dual-layer, high-density Plexiglas is your best bet.

It's expensive, but bulletproof glass is not the sort of thing you skimp on.

My guy called the cops. It checks out clean.

You could drive it to the police station yourself...

and you wouldn't have to worry about it.

I must say I'm impressed. We aim to please.

All right, let's check out this operation of yours.

Let's.

I figured you for a nicer ride.

We don't like to take anything flashy to our location.

We can't afford to attract attention.

You're careful. That's good.

Maybe a little crazy, but you're careful.

When it counts. Now, about Felix.

Don't worry about him. This checks out, I'll take care of Felix.

[ Michael Narrating ] Countless wars have been fought over misunderstandings--

tragic mistakes, misperceptions that turn people against each other forever.

That's Corey's car. Let's do this.

Of course, it's not so tragic when you're the one creating the misunderstanding.

It's up here. We operate out of a warehouse. We do all our work there.

Nothing's in our name, so there's no connection to us.

[ Fiona ] Johnny, is that Felix's car?

- You tell Felix you were meeting us? - No, I--

- Then why the hell is he here? Did he follow you? - Get down!

Get us the hell outta here!

[ Tires Squealing ]

We've gotta ditch this thing.

Can you call your guys for a ride? Yeah, yeah.

Jesus, how did we-- We armored the car.

We're crazy, but we're not stupid. That son of a bitch, he--

Yeah, about that. You have a few things to straighten out...

before we get into business together.

Yeah, I'd say so. I think we're gonna leave Miami for a little while,

let it cool down, give you time to clean house.

You straighten out this thing with Felix.

Oh, I'll straighten it out.

Here's our ride. We'll give you a call when it's time.

I want you to get Big Ed on the phone.

I'm gonna take care of this cat.

[ Tires Screech ]

Felix cleared out of Miami as soon as he heard Tony was looking for him.

His whole crew left too.

It's probably safe to park in that part of town for a while.

Here's your tickets. I got you three.

I hear there was a little lady doin' most of the work.

[ Laughs ] Piece of cake, right, Mike?

Hey. Corey wanted to say thanks.

Hey, guys. Listen, man, I just wanted to thank you guys for saving my life, both of ours.

Thank you. And can you thank Fiona for us?

Look, if you get anywhere near the Super Bowl, I want tickets, okay.

- I wanna be sittin' on a goal post. - You got it, man.

[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

- Yeah, Fi. - Michael, I believe I found your bomber's house.

All right. I'm on my way.

The bad news is, looks like no one's lived there in a while.

Mail's piled up in the box, newspapers stacking up.

I think I may go in and poke around a little while I'm waiting.

- No. I don't want to disturb-- - You think I've never broken into a house before?

Fiona, just take it easy and be careful.

[ Beeps ]

[ Michael Narrating ] When you booby-trap someone else's place,

you put the trigger in the door or just inside...

so the odds of tripping it are much higher.

If you rig your own place, the trigger has to be farther inside...

so you can safely enter.

A trip wire is a quick and dirty version,

but a contact plate under the rug is completely undetectable.

Put a little accelerant on the walls--

There's a reason they call it a firetrap.

It's Fi. Leave a message. [ Recorder Beeps ]

Fi, I'm at the address you gave me.

Call me back if you get this.

Hey, hey. You can't be here. Was anyone in there?

Did you find anyone in there?

We don't know yet. We haven't been able to confirm--

It's too hot-- Is there a woman in there?

All we know is someone was seen goin' in. We don't know if they came out.

But you didn't see a woman come out!

Did anyone see anything? Is anyone in there?

She's-- She's-- Move back! That's enough!

Move it back! Move it back!

We're clearing this whole street. Let's go!

It's Fi. Leave a message.

Fi. Pick up the phone. Call me if you get this.

[ Siren Wailing ] I need to know where you are.

** [ Woman Vocalizing ]

It's Fi. Leave a message. [ Phone Beeps ]

[ Thunderclap ]

[ Thunderclap ]

There you are. You have got to get a landline in here.

Poole rigged his place to burst into flames.

No surprise, but I let my curiosity get away with me.

[ Keys Clatter ]

I waited for a burnout in one of the windows,

and now I need a new cell phone.

Michael, you didn't think that--

Breakfast? For me?

I see Fiona's spending the night now.

Good for you. Putting down roots.

So, you've had your couple of days.

What's the good news?

I ruled out everyone on the list you gave me.

I took another look at the blast,

checking demolition specialists, uh, private contractors.

You could have someone look at that list and see if there's anyone worth flagging.

Is this some kind of a joke? From what I hear, you had plenty of time...

to run around town playing dress-up with your friends.

But the best you can do for me is a needle in a haystack?

If you have a better idea, I'm willing to hear it.

You're my idea, Michael. Make no mistake.

There are those who think you're more trouble than you're worth.

I've convinced them that you're useful 'cause you can find the bomber.

What do you think's gonna happen to you if you don't deliver?

Same thing that would happen to you, I suppose.

You gonna run that check for me?

Give me the list.

Michael, it's time you focus on helping yourself,

or you're not gonna be around to help anyone else.

[ Beeping ]

[ Line Rings ]

It's Fi. Leave a message.

[ Beep ]