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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:
As long as you're burned,
you're not going anywhere.

[ Michael Narrating ]
It's never fun to be the guy who
clears a location for a meet.

In the best case, you waste
your time looking for dangers
that aren't there.

In the worst case, of course,
you miss something.

Hey, your buddy went in
10 minutes ago...

Alone.
Sam, you didn't have
to scout this for me.

Come on, Mikey. I am not
gonna let you meet a guy
like Gilroy without backup.

If he was planning
on killing me, I doubt
he'd pick such a nice place.

You know how hard it is
to get a reservation there?

Yeah, and I know
what they serve in there too...
foie gras, "lappin."

- Lapin?
- Yeah, whatever. It's still
French for "bunny rabbit."

Look, I'm all for
bringing Gilroy down,
but isn't there a way...

to wrap this guy up without
actually working with him?

I went to a lot of trouble
to convince him I'm as much
of a psychopath as he is.

Might as well hear
what he has planned.

Odds are,
he's not gonna ask you
to walk his dog for him.

I don't have much choice.
Whatever he is planning,

the only way to stop it
is to be right
in the middle of it.

Bon appétit.

That's French for
"Watch your back, amigo."

[ Michael Narrating ]
Even routine meetings
can be risky...

if you're sitting down
with someone you don't trust.

You have to be alert to any
subtle clue that tells you
what you're walking into.

Are they armed?
Did they bring backup?

Of course, there are also
not-so-subtle clues...

Glad you could make it.
I hope you don't mind.

I took the liberty of ordering
an appetizer to start.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Like a third place setting
at a lunch for two.

- We expecting someone else?
- I didn't tell you?
Claude should be here.

- Claude?
- Wonderful chap.
Excellent conversationalist.

He has great fashion sense.
And he's the best thief
in the western hemisphere.

Useful skill in this phase
of our little project.

I don't mind sharing
a meal with him, but, uh,
I prefer to work alone.

Don't be so hasty, Michael.
You'll like Claude.

His résumé is almost
as nasty as yours.

Working with someone you don't
know is stupid and dangerous.
Look who's full of theories.

Well, I'm afraid you'll have
to make an exception this time,
learn the value of teamwork.

No, thanks.

Claude, Michael.

- Michael, Claude.
- So this is your local boy?

Actually, Michael's not sure
he can stay for lunch.

Decision time.

Splendid.
Let's get some wine,
shall we, to celebrate.

Something old, French
and expensive.

What exactly is this Gilroy job?

He wants me to break into the
Chilean consulate with Claude,
get our hands on a file.

Invading foreign territory
and stealing documents
with someone you've never met.

- Sounds great.
- Well, working with Claude
is not in the cards.

Well, that I like the sound of.
Are you walking away?

No, I'm gonna come up with
a way to take Claude out without
making Gilroy suspicious.

You know, if he is a thief
working internationally...

Yeah, you're thinking we might
have mutual acquaintances.
I'll make some calls, Michael.

But seriously, how far
are you willing to go
with this Gilroy thing?

** [ Car Stereo: Hip-hop ]
As far as I have to.

- That's easy to say now, but...
- [ Vehicle Approaches ]

** [ Stops ]

There's the man I need to see.

- I come in peace, bro.
- Friend of yours, Michael?

You remember Sugar,

the drug dealer who used
to live beneath my place.

That's right.
The man you shot in the leg.

Yeah, your boy capped me
through a wall.
Did something with duct tape.

I thought I made it clear
that we should never
see each other again.

You think I wanted
to come back here?

I came to hire you, man.
My cousin's in trouble.

Don't waste your time.
Look, dude, I didn't come here
empty-handed, all right?

[ Michael Narrating ]
In covert ops, you get
used to seeing old enemies.

Sometimes they're looking
for intelligence.

Sometimes they're looking
for revenge.

What are you gonna do,
shoot me again?

'Cause if that's what it takes
to get you to help my cousin,
go for it.

And sometimes they're looking
for a friend.

My cousin Dougie's mixed up
with some shady dudes right now.

Shady? Shady like
drug dealers?

I don't bring my business
around Dougie.
I never have.

It's this jacker named Lynch.
Punk-ass runs a crew that
does big robberies.

Every time they do a job,
somebody gets hurt...
or worse.

- They're working an angle
on Dougie.
- What makes you say that?

They're not hanging out with him
'cause they think he's cool.

D-Dougie's slow.

I told him to stay away
from Lynch and his crew,

but they keep buying him stuff
and taking him to parties.

I mean, he thinks
they're friends.

I talked to Lynch, man to man,
told him to leave Dougie alone.

- I can see that went well.
- His whole crew jumped me.

There wasn't much talking
after that.

These guys are strapped, man.

I need a guy like you,
with the tricks and everything.
Five grand.

I'm figuring we mount up
and ride on these jokers.
I mean, how does that sound?

Like a good way
to get somebody killed.
You don't need a hit man, Sugar.

You need to move your cousin,
get him off of Lynch's radar.

Know how long it took Dougie
to get on his own two feet? He's
got his own place now, a job.

I can't make him start over.
I'm not gonna let Lynch
do that to him.

You don't want
the money, fine.
I'll do it myself.

I'm sure Dougie
would rather start over
than have to bury his cousin.

What happened to the bad-ass
that used to live here?

If he comes back,
give him my number.

- You're just gonna let him go?
- [ Cell Phone Ringing ]

[ Beeps ]
Yeah? Ma?
Are you okay?

No, I'm coming right over.

It's Mom.
It's-It's important.

You're getting the
Take a Bite Out of Crime award?

It's for citizen crime fighters.

This just happened
out of the blue?

Well, I mean, you know that
I'm the Neighborhood Watch
captain for my block.

And it didn't hurt that
I called in three stolen cars
in the last two months.

You mean the cars I asked you
to call in, the ones I stole?

They're giving me a plaque.

Now, I'm allowed to have
one guest at the reception.

But you have to dress up,
because the chief of police
is gonna be there.

Mom, I can't be
in a room full of cops...

giving you an award for
reporting crimes I committed!

Michael, I'm being honored.
Do you want me to be the only
person there with no family?

I mean, it's not like I can ask
Nate to fly in from Vegas.

Noon on Saturday.

- Hey, guys.
- Hi, honey.

Hey, Maddy, you got some sugar?

Ms. Reynolds wants to make me
some caramelized strawberries.

- Whoo-hoo.
- Thanks.

Hey, you saw about the award?
Pretty cool, huh?

Sam nominated me.

Well, more like I signed
the paperwork that
she already filled out.

Hey, so, is Fi gonna help you
check into Claude?

She's asking around.

Good, 'cause I ran his name
through some channels,
and I got nothin'.

Thanks, Maddy.
I'll bring some over later.
Okay.

[ Sighs ]
So...
[ Door Opens ]

Fi?

So?

What?
Did you get a chance
to make any calls?

Oh, you mean about Claude?
I sure did.

Heard some disturbing things
too. I wrote it all down
on a piece of paper,

but I just can't remember
where I put it.

I'm very distracted.
I keep thinking about Sugar
and his cousin.

You were there, Fi.
I told him
what he needed to do.

He doesn't want to listen,
that's not my problem.

What about Dougie? Are we
gonna let Sugar make a bad
decision for his cousin too?

Fine.

Forget it.

Claude is former
Australian S.I.S.

Real name, Thomas Smalling,
which is why Sam hit a dead end.

You say Sugar's
not your problem?

Did you ever stop
and think Gilroy's not
your problem either?

[ Sighs ]

[ Laughing ]
My man!

Yeah. Okay.

Guns and duct tape.
When do we go?

"We" don't go ever, Sugar.

Yeah, but you said
you would help.
I will, but my way,

so no mounting up,
no riding on people.

Okay, so, how's your way?
Go through the roof? Go
Mission: Impossible on his ass?

That would fall into
the "riding" category,
so, no.

No. First I check into Lynch.
We see why he's so interested
in your cousin.

What about me?
You're gonna leave town.

[ Scoffs ]

I ride the pine
while you handle this?

That punk sent guys looking
for me at a club I work out of.
I need to answer.

Yeah, that's the kind
of thinking we don't need.

You want to help your cousin?
You want me to help?

Then you will leave town.
You will take a trip
and you will wait for my call.

[ Sighs ]
Fine.

Great. Now, where
can I find Lynch?

[ Michael Narrating ]
Whether it's a drug compound
in the mountains of Colombia...

or a tropical estate in Miami,

nothing says success
like a lot of land.

Of course, the more
land someone has,

the easier it is
to hide out
and do surveillance.

Lush landscaping
may be beautiful,
but it's hardly secure.

[ Sam ]
Uh, I see two on the deck,
including Lynch.

Let me guess. The one
with the pinky ring.
How's it going, Fi?

Single-latch sliding window
on the side of the house.

Getting in shouldn't be
a problem once they leave.

Well, Lynch and his crew
stay plenty busy.

They've hit everything
from banks to car washes.

How is it they don't
get arrested?

Well, Lynch is pretty thorough
about covering his tracks.

They don't leave anybody around
to tell the story. That guy's
a public health hazard.

Could be game time.
Fi, don't forget
to plant that bug.

A minivan.

Lynch doesn't strike me
as the soccer dad type.

[ Michael ]
Well, it can't hurt to
find out where they're headed.

Can you two handle the house
while I follow Lynch?

So, we're gonna take
the bus home?

Okay, fine. Save gas.
Help the planet.

Hey, I'm as green
as the next guy, you know.

** [ Rock ]

[ Michael Narrating ] Finding
the best place in a house
to hide a bug can be tough,

but if you can't wire
every room for sound,

the TV remote is a good
all-purpose choice.

It's got a power source,
it's kept in areas
where people gather...

and it's usually in the hand
of the most powerful guy
in the room.

Bug's in place, Sam.

Look around, but make it quick.

[ Man ]
* Like vampires in the mirror *

* We have no fear *

* And it feels like
such a relief *

* To not be here *

- Sam, I found something.
- What are you seeing?

Looks like Lynch has
something special planned...
something very special.

Special? How do you mean?

[ Fiona ] He's got enough
firepower for a full-scale
amphibious assault...

Machine guns,
mini oxygen tanks,
dive watches.

Maybe he's planning
some sort of water heist.

Either that or he likes
to snorkel. Get your pictures
and get out of there, Fi.

** [ Continues ]

[ Shutter Clicking ]

** [ Ends ]

[ Michael Narrating ]
You can often tell
when a team of guys...

is going out to kill someone.

There's something about
the way they drive...

Always below the speed limit,
always careful at stop signs.

There's something
about the way they move...

A little strut,
a hard set to the jaw.

See it enough times,
you don't even need clues...

like the target's car
sitting in the driveway.

[ Beeping ]

[ Line Ringing ]
[ Sugar On Phone ]
Time to get busy.

Sugar, tell me you left town.

Nah, man. Don't worry.

I'm dug in at my stash house.
Nobody knows where it is.

Lynch knows.
He's out front.
Go out back right now.

What? Oh, he wants
to go Tombstone?

Fine! I'm strapped
to the nines!
We can settle this right now!

No, no, Sugar.
There's too many.
You get out now. Get out now!

No go, bro.
I'm not letting him run me
out of my house!

[ Gunshot ]

- [ Groans ]
- [ Gunshots Continue ]

[ Bullets Striking ]

[ Groaning ]

[ Michael Narrating ]
Microwaves are one of the most
dangerous appliances...

in the home to repair or modify,

but in a pinch you can use
their extremely high voltage
to your advantage.

Did he go down?
I don't know.
I can't see.

Remove a microwave's
surge inhibitor,

mix in some reactive
household cleaning supplies
and pressurized cans...

and a fistful of silverware...

[ Switch Clicks ]

I think we got him.
Let's make sure.

Make sure the door
is sealed tight...

Now you want to use duct tape.

And to save time,
just press "Popcorn."

[ Microwave Whirring ]
[ Timer Beeping ]

Do it right,
and you have the makings
of a very big...

[ Grunts ]

Sorry, bro.
I'm staining your leather.

You better stay alive,
'cause I'm gonna make you
clean that later.

Four shots from assault rifles,
and somehow Sugar
is still breathing.

Talked to the doctor.
He's touch-and-go,

but if you hadn't
been there, Mike,
he would have just been go.

Police say anything?

Uh, drug dealer gunned down
in a stash house...

doesn't exactly get you,
you know,
front burner status.

The car they were using
was torched, so there's
no evidence there.

- We need to get Dougie
out of town.
- No.

We pull Sugar's cousin out now,
Lynch just moves on
to a new heist,

and someone else winds up
in his crosshairs.

-I want this to be his last job.
-I'm glad to see you
so fired up, Michael,

but is this about taking
Lynch down or helping Dougie?
Both.

As long as Lynch
needs Dougie for a job,
he's safe until it goes down.

Well, that's great...
except we know nothing
about this job.

- Well, we have some work
to do, don't we?
- Guys, how about this? Mike,

you still have your meeting
with Gilroy and Claude, right?

Focus on that.
I'll talk to Dougie.

He's been hanging out
with Lynch.
Maybe he heard something.

And if we have to move him
on short notice,
I'm a familiar face.

Great.
[ Sighs ]
Fiona,

maybe I could borrow your car?

The Charger's a little stained.

Gentlemen.

I can't stay for long.
I just wanted
to make sure...

that our first strategy session
gets off on the right foot.

Team building is a process,
so I thought I'd help
speed it up.

Matching watches.
Perfectly synchronized...
with mine.

If you look like a team,
you'll act like one.

Maybe we should get jerseys.

Feast your eyes on
the third-floor window...
second from the left.

My file arrives in that room
on Friday evening.

On Sunday morning,
it's headed
for processing.

You two will get it Saturday.

Since Claude has the expertise
in the getting-things field,
he will take the lead.

- You don't mind,
do you, Michael?
- Go team.

Excellent.

Did you know that your
resting pulse tends to
synchronize with your watch?

That means by the end
of today, our hearts
will beat as one.

I'll leave you both to ponder
the possibilities.

Ta-ta.

You just create a diversion.
Cover the alley. I get the file.

That's it?
You need more?

How are you getting in?
From the outside.
Not your problem.

Well, it is
if you want me to stage
an effective diversion.

Look, just make certain
no one on the street...

is looking down that alley
when the time comes.

What about the security
on the third floor?

One guard?

If he sees me, it'll be
the last thing he ever sees.

[ Man ] Usually I get some kind
of advance notice before
somebody pays a visit.

[ Sam ]
Yeah, it's weird
how that goes.

If you're with the
independent living program,
what happened to Ms. Lee?

Who... Berta?
Yeah.

No, no. She's county.
I'm city.

State's gonna send
somebody in a month or two,

then a tri-joint panel
does their review...
it's a whole big deal.

Well, Dougie's
a big help around here.
We love him. You'll see.

Hey, Dougie.

Somebody from the program
wants to see you.

Dougie, how you doing?
Chuck Finley.
I'm fine, sir. Thanks.

Tell him what you do,
Dougie.
Okay.

[ Engine Starts ]
I have to make sure that
the door to the storage room...

is shut real tight before
we open the big door...
Ah.

So the bad air doesn't get the
flowers when the cars drive out.
[ Buzzer Sounds ]

And then, when
the deliveries come in,

I have to do the same thing
except backwards.
[ Buzzer Sounds ]

- Sounds like a lot
to remember.
- I'm good at it.

Mr. Autry says I'm vigilant.
[ Laughs ]
It's cold in here, isn't it?

It's good for the flowers.
Were you in the navy?

A lot of people
in the navy wear those.
They're called Luminox.

Yeah. Good catch.
I was in the navy.

Yeah, I tried out
to be in the army,

but they said
I didn't pass the test.

[ Clicks Tongue ]
My friend, Mr. Lynch...
he's a marine.

He still goes on missions
sometimes. He said maybe
I could help out on one.

That's cool. When is it?

I don't know.
I'm on alert status.

Did he say
what you'd be doing?
No.

He just said to be ready.
Well, Mr. Lynch sounds
like a cool friend.

You want to meet him?
He's having a party today.

That sounds fun, Dougie,
but I got a lot of work to do.

So you go do your thing,
and I'll catch up with you
in a bit.

Okay. See you later.
Yeah, thanks.

[ Beeping ]

Fi, are you in a partying mood?

** [ Woman Laughs ]
[ Chattering ]

* Ooh, I like it *

We gotta get this done.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Infiltrating hostile territory
is all about blending in,

which means if you're
a sniper in the bush,
you wear a ghillie suit,

and if you're a beautiful woman
at a Miami house party,

you wear a slinky dress.

** [ Continues ]

Retard's looking bored.
Watch this.

Dougie, have a little
shot with me.

Cheers, pal.
[ Man ]
Dougie!

[ Men Cheering, Indistinct ]
Ah! It's good, huh?

[ Man ]
Yeah!
[ Woman ] Nice.

[ Laughter ]

Show us some moves, pal.
[ Laughs ]
There it is.

- Huh?
- [ Laughter ]

[ Lynch ]
Oh, wow. Fantastic.

Excuse me, folks.

Thank you.
Enjoy the party.

- Lynch just called
a meeting.
- That's great. Stay close.

Looks like it's members only.

Well, then you gotta
join the club, Fi.
We gotta get ears on those guys.

[ Michael Narrating ]
A bug is only as good
as what it hears,

so if the discussion
you want to be part of...

isn't taking place around
your listening device,
you have two choices.

You can move the discussion
or you can move the bug.

Ooh.
[ Laughs ]

Uh, excuse me. Excuse me.
This room's off limits,
doll.

[ Slurred ] Well, I...
My car keys were in my pocket...
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah.

Your keys... Your keys...
Honey, we can help you find
them later, all right?

[ Fiona ] No! They're in here.
We'll help you
find them later.

If we can't find them,
I'll give you a ride myself
personally, all right?

Call me.
[ Giggles ]
Enjoy the party.

[ Scoffs ]
I just got off the phone
with Bolo.

He said he found us a thief
who can get us the last piece
of hardware we need.

Sweet.
How soon can we get it?

He's making the intro
tomorrow at La Covacha.

Way to go, Fi.
We got the retard.

We'll get the hardware
and be good to go.
[ Static ]

[ Groans ]
Those are some Grade "A"
sons of bitches in there.

[ Sighs ]

Where's your gun, Sam?
I moved it, Fi.

For your own good.
Look, if it'll make you
feel any better,

I think your trick
with the bug gave us
something we could use.

Yeah, if we can use it
to bludgeon Lynch to death,
I'll feel much better.

One step at a time, Fi.
Lynch is meeting
with a thief.

Good news is,
he's never seen the guy.

I know somebody else
he's never seen.

You'll know Bolo
when you see him?

Yeah, I figured if
he's pimping thieves,
he must be a fence.

So I called Barry.
He knew him,

gave me a description
of the guy and his car.

And there it is.

Got the cooperation juice
ready?
Yeah, it's ready.

Let's do this, doc.

Bolo, right?
Hey, uh, somebody left
a note for you.

A note?
Yeah, it's right
back here.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Everyone knows
about the placebo effect.

People get healed
by sugar water because
they think it's medicine.

You can't just bring it to me?
It's right around
the corner here.

Of course, the placebo doesn't
just work for medicine.

- Whoa, man! What the hell?
- You're gonna want
to hold still for this.

It turns out fake poisons
work pretty well too...
[ Groans ]

which is useful when you need
someone terrified enough
to do whatever you say.

You've just been injected
with three c.c.'s
of methyl chlorate benzanide.

That's science talk for
"You got five hours to live
unless you find an antidote."

Oh, my God.
Who are you guys?
Doesn't matter.

Shut up and focus.
Now, you'll get
the antidote...

if and only if you do
exactly as I say...
do you understand?

I understand.
I understand.
Good.

You are going to call whoever
you're introducing to Lynch.
Right.

You will tell him to
go back home.
Right.

I am him today.
Right.

[ Beeping ]

Try to stay calm.

The faster your heart beats,
the faster the poison
gets into your bloodstream.

Man, I'm feeling a little,
uh... a little, uh...

- Feverish?
- Yeah.

Well, that's what happens
when the chlorate kicks in.

Your hands will shake,
then you'll have difficulty
controlling your bowels.

Oh, God. Why'd you
do this to me, man?

You'll be fine
if you get the antidote.

- Now pull yourself together
and make sure Lynch likes me.
- Mmm.

Lynch.

Been a long time, man.
How you been?

- You been good? You look good.
- Let's get to
the introductions, Bolo.

Sure.
Uh, this is D.J.

This is the one man
who can get you
what you need.

You're familiar with
heavy equipment, right?

Oh, yeah.
He knows heavy equipment
like I know hot stones, man.

- Let's make a deal.
- You need to stop talking
for a minute.

- Let me talk to D.J.
- Cool. Do your thing, man.

You know what this is?

Mmm. That there's a hydraulic
cutter-spreader on steroids.

Some people call it
the Jaws of Life.
Can you get one for me?

Are you kidding? D.J. hot-wired
a front loader and drove it
off a live construction site.

You think he can't get
one of those, man?
He can get anything you need.

Won't be easy, seeing how only
emergency response agencies
are allowed to have that kind.

Well, if I could get
it at Walmart, I wouldn't
need you, would I?

You sure you can't use
the step-down version?

Still cuts through metal
like butter,
just takes a little longer.

- What are you cutting on?
- It's a can of tuna
I'm having trouble with.

[ Laughs ]
Yeah, where is this can of tuna?
Do you have a power source?

The more details I know,
the better job I do.

You don't get details.

You get little pieces of
green paper called money...
when I get my equipment.

You want the gig or not?

He wants it. [ Chuckles ]
I know a match when I see
a match, and this is a match.

Can we shake on this, please?

It's gonna take a few days
for your little dream
to come true.

[ Chuckles ]
You get one day.
Otherwise I find somebody else.

Oh, no. No, no.
You can't do that. [ Chuckles ]
Tell him it's a deal.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Working undercover is
all about judgment calls.

Give the bad guy
too little help,
and you can't do your job.

- D.J., say it's a deal.
- Give the bad guy
too much help,

and you become
part of the problem.
Deal.

It's a tough call, but sometimes
things have to get worse...

Deal.
Before they get better.

You know, I don't like this.
We got all these pieces
and still no answer.

Dougie's out there flapping
in the breeze,

and now we have less
than a day to pull him in?

There has to be a connection
to the flower mart.

- Otherwise
they wouldn't need Dougie.
- No, thing is,

there's not enough cash there
to justify a major heist.

And Lynch isn't doing this
to steal a dozen roses.

Well, those flowers
have to go somewhere.

Lynch might be using
a delivery to get access
to a target.

Makes sense.
He uses Doug to sneak his
crew on to one of the vans.

Well, now you're
cooking with gas.

You order a bunch of tulips,
and you get a full-scale
heist to go with it.

I'll circle back to
the flower mart, try and get
my hands on a delivery schedule.

Fi, when Sam gets
that schedule...

He's gonna need help scouting
locations Lynch might hit.

Consider it covered.
Thanks.

Oh, I got word
on your friend Claude's
preferred M.O.

I don't know if this helps any,

but he's made a habit
of scaling the sides of
buildings... free climbing.

Helps a lot, Fi. Thanks.

Michael, your ears must
have been burning.
I was just calling you.

Listen, about the reception,
I was wondering...

Mom, where's that
city inspector shirt...

Dad used to wear when he was
stealing equipment?

You mean borrowing.
Uh, sure.

Where is it?
Move.

A false wall?

Surprised you never
found it before.

Your dad liked to have a place
to keep his private stuff.

Um, you should find
what you want in there.
Anyway...

So I needed a new
outfit for Saturday.

And while I was out,
I got something for you.

You like it?

- Mom.
- I know it's not exactly...

your style,
but it goes great
with my skirt.

[ Sighs ]
About Saturday...
something's kind of come up.

So put it back down.

I can't. It's complicated.
People could get hurt.

Well, we certainly wouldn't
want that to happen.

So, by all means,

do what it is you have to do.

I bought it on clearance.
I can't return it,
so you might as well keep it.

[ Sam ] Mr. Autry,
I know it's a pain, but I need
your whole delivery schedule.

I'm a little busy right now.
Can't I just fax it later?

Look, I'm sorry to rush you,
Mr. Autry, but I got
to have it now.

I was supposed to turn my report
in yesterday, but the supe won't
take it without the schedule.

All right, all right.
I'll be right back.
Appreciate it.

- That's a pretty bouquet,
Doug.
- Thanks.

Mr. Autry said I could take
flowers to my cousin.
He got shot.

Well, I'll tell you,
getting flowers helped me
when I got shot.

You got shot? In action?

Yeah, we were pulling
some civilian workers
out of a hot spot in Kuwait.

I caught a bullet
on the way out.
After those flowers came,

[ Snaps Fingers ]
I got better, like,
lickety-split.

Cool. I hope these work.

Mr. Finley, all our deliveries
for the next two weeks.

That is great.
Boy, have you bailed me out.
Thanks. See you, Dougie.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Even the most skilled operative
knows a good plan...

is 10% execution,
90% preparation.

Advance work is crucial
if you want an operation
to be successful.

Advance work is also crucial
if you want an operation
to fail.

For example,
for someone who likes to break
into buildings by free climbing,

tampering with
potential handholds
could be a very serious problem.

Fi, Sam get
the schedule?
Yeah.

Any progress getting
the hydraulic cutters
Lynch wants?

I'm just on my way.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Jaws of Life
are standard equipment...

for emergency rescue outfits.

If you'd rather not take
a set that might be needed,

you don't steal them
from a fire station.

A fire training center,
on the other hand,

can probably miss theirs
for a few days
without risking anyone's life.

Who sent you
to get our cutters?
H.Q. Routine maintenance.

Have them back to you
in a few days.
A heads-up would have been nice.

Tell you what.
Why don't you come back
on Monday.

We'll have them ready
for you then.
No can do.

H.Q.'s already
breathing down our ass
for falling behind.

I got you
and three other firehouses
I got to hit today.

I don't know what to tell you.
See, it's my job to get
recruits ready to fight fires.

I got a class training
on those cutters today
and tomorrow, so, uh,

you have H.Q. call me
if they've got a problem
with this.

What? You're using
them right now?
Yeah.

[ Man ]
Hey. Brace yourself.
[ Michael ] Shut it off!

Shut it off! Shut it down!
Shut it down! Shut it down!

- Shut it down now!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
What the hell are you doing?

You see those twin lines?
One wrong twist, and that thing
goes snap, crackle, pop!

That thing will start
flipping around like
a rattlesnake on P.C.P.!

You know what you
can do then, Lieutenant?

You can take your right hand.
You wave good-bye
to your left.

[ Lieutenant ]
Whoa, whoa. Hold on.

Somebody want to help him
load 'em on to his truck?
Yeah, that's heavy.

Come on. Let's go, let's go.
Act like you got
some sense here.

Hey, Mike,
we got the location
of Lynch's heist.

Hotel Milano.
It's the only one that fits.

They're hosting
an international art auction,
so there's loot.

Back of the place lets
out on to the Miami River.

Easy water getaway
if you've got mini O2 tanks.

How do hydraulic cutters fit in?

You ever seen those
steel crates they ship
priceless paintings in?

You couldn't use torches
on those without
burning the paintings.

I'm telling you, Mike,
it's gotta be this one.
It's gotta be the Hotel Milano.

Best part is,
flower mart is not
delivering till next week.

We're off the clock.
That's right.

You get those cutters
into Lynch's hands tomorrow,

we'll have plenty of time
to make sure he's walking
into a bear trap.

Nice.
Get it in the van.

Listen. I, uh, sprinkled
a little extra cash in there
since you beat the clock.

I aim to please.
You ever want to put in
some time with a real crew,

give me a call.

Just might do that.

Call the retard.
Make sure he's at work.
I called him this morning.

Call him again!

[ Beeping ]
[ Line Ringing ]

Fi, get Sam.
What's going on?

Lynch is on the move.
We missed something.

[ Sam ] I've checked.
They can't be headed
to the flower mart.

- Then why would Lynch
make sure Dougie's at work?
- Check again, Sam.

[ Michael Narrating ]
There's nothing worse
than the feeling you get...

when you know you've made
a serious tactical mistake,

when you thought
you had two days to deal
with a problem,

and you realize you may not
even have two hours.

Oh, damn it.
How did I miss that?

Because when you make mistakes
like that, people die.

-Miss what, Sam?
-There's a pickup this afternoon
that's listed as Anderson.

I figured it was a guy
named Anderson,

but it's gotta be
Anderson Couriers...
an armored truck.

Today is Friday,
so they're probably doing
end-of-the-week pickups.

This late in the day,
that truck's gonna be
loaded with cash.

We gotta get to the flower mart.
Lynch's heist is going on
right now.

[ Michael Narrating ]
When you make a mistake
in the field,

the key is to focus
on solutions, not regrets.

Being sorry doesn't mean much
in combat situations.

You can't apologize to a corpse.

They're gonna hit the armored
truck in the loading bay.

They needed Dougie
to let 'em in.

Mike, they got a guy
on the roof.

They're gonna gas
the loading bay. It's sealed
to keep the flowers fresh.

They'll kill everyone
and then cut open the truck
with the Jaws of Life.

And they use the oxygen tanks
to breathe, the bastards.

How much time do we have?
Armored truck
is due any minute.

Fi, can you make sure
that truck leaves in a hurry?

Sam, you take the guy
on the roof.
I'll get Dougie out.

No, no, Mike. He knows me.
I'll get him out.
Seriously, I got it.

Hey, big guy,
just came by to take a look
at the flowers.

Um, the bank truck
is supposed to be here
in a minute.

I gotta go get the door.
Oh, that's okay, pal.

We'll make sure
to stay out of your way.

[ Beeps ]

You know, the last thing
you want to do in Miami is fool
with people's air-conditioning.

- Dougie...
Hey, hey, Dougie...
- You can't be there.

That's where the trucks come in.
I know, Doug. I just gotta talk
to you outside real quick.

[ Tires Screech ]

Dougie, come on.
I gotta get you
out of here right now.

Dougie, what the hell's
going on?

- Dougie, what the hell
are you doing?
- Mr. Lynch, what are you...

Dougie, go! Run!

I said get out of here!

Keep going, Dougie!

Go on! Go, go, go!

[ Hissing ]

Get in the car, Dougie!

Go!

- [ Beeping ]
- Hello?

Tyler, the doors are locked!
You got to get us
out of here now!

Sorry. Tyler can't
talk right now.

But, hey, the cops are
on their way, and I hope
that they can get in there...

before your oxygen tanks
run out.

The gas! Get the masks!
Get the masks!

Whoever you are, you are dead.
Do you hear me? You are dead!

Good luck.
[ Sirens Approaching ]

I don't know how many times
I have to get shot before
I start listening to you.

Hopefully
this one did the trick.

- It was
for a good cause anyway.
- [ Fiona ] Dougie's safe.

- Lynch and his crew are
going away for a long time.
- Thank you.

When we were kids,

no one was meaner
to Dougie than me.

I wouldn't even
let him hang around me.

One day, I-I ran into some
trouble in the neighborhood.

I was getting my ass kicked.
All of a sudden,

here comes big Dougie
backing me up.

I asked him why later.

You know what he said?

"I love you, Raymond.

We're family."

Like it was just that simple.

[ Door Opens ]

[ Michael Narrating ]
A good diversion
draws people's attention...

but doesn't make them
run for their lives.

If you're using
a parked vehicle,

that means you want smoke
and fire without the risk
of an explosion.

Olive oil starts
to smoke at 375 degrees.

Mix in the right amount
of cheap motor oil
with a low flash point,

apply it to the inside
of the exhaust pipe...
[ Spraying ]

[ Engine Starts ]

and you should have
enough time to walk away
before the fun starts.

[ People Clamoring ]

Just stand back.
Stand back.

Anyone comes into the alley...

I know.
Shoot 'em several times.
Can we get this over with?

Right.

In free climbing,
the general rule...

is always to maintain
at least two points
of contact with the surface.

Challenging climbs
always include a point...

where the only way to continue
is to make a leap...

from one point of support
to the next.

For experienced climbers,
it's a routine technique
with minimal risk...

Unless, of course,
the handhold
you're jumping to...

is coated with
a silicon-based lubricant.
[ Groans ]

[ Bone Cracks ]
[ Screams, Groaning ]

Come on. We got
to get out of here.
[ Groaning ]

The department needs
more people like you...
citizens who care.

One thing I've learned
over the years...

No city can be truly safe
unless the people...

Ordinary men and women...
Get involved.

Cops get the credit,
but you're the real heroes.

Well, you should
meet my son, Michael.
He's always getting involved.

Maybe someday
you can introduce us.

- Oh, he'd enjoy meet...
- [ Man ] Thank you.
Thank you very much.

I appreciate it.

I thought you couldn't come.

Yeah. I was able
to break free.

Oh. Anybody get hurt?

Oh.

Is it over now?
Not yet.

You know what?

Let's get you out of here.
What about your award, Ma?

Oh, they can mail it to me.

You can take your tie
off now, Michael.
Thank you.

Glad you could make lunch
after such a busy morning.

I heard drinking whiskey
before dinner
was a sign of weakness.

Indulge me,
out of respect for Claude.

- Dalmore was his favorite.
- "Was" his favorite?

Unfortunately, our comrade
didn't survive his injuries.

He broke his ankle.
There were
complications.

Luckily, we still
have each other.

You wanted to work alone?
Bully.

The acquisition
of those documents is now
solely your responsibility.

You know, I feel
like we've moved on...

to a new level of trust.

Maybe now you can tell me
where this relationship
is headed.

If Claude's failure
teaches us anything, it's that
we must live in the moment.

I suggest
you honor his memory
by completing his mission.

Consider it...

a reason for living, as it were.

To Claude.

- [ Glasses Clink ]
- And to living.