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Michael: My name
is Michael Westen.

I used to be a spy until...

[ Cellphone rings ]

Man: We got a burn notice on you.
You're blacklisted.

[ Whistles ]

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
girlfriend...

Should we shoot them?

An old friend who used to
inform on you to the FBI...

You know spies... a bunch
of bitchy little girls.

Family, too... hey,
is that your mom again?

If you're desperate.... someone
needs your help, Michael.

And a down-and-out spy
you met along the way.

That's how we do it, people.

Bottom line... as long
as you're burned,

you're not going anywhere.

Card: Listen to me, Michael.
Gray shot your brother.

He murdered Nate.

You ordered him to!

Guys like you and me...

We know the ends
justify the means.

Sam: Mike, what'd you do?

I did what I had to, Sam.

Fi, how we looking? There's a full
tactical support team on-site,

and some heavy hitter seems
to be running the show.

It just became my mission in
life to put you behind bars.

All of you.

That's pretty flowers.
I didn't bring them.

A friend of Nate's must
have come by earlier.

"A friend." Are we
friends now, Bly?

Olivia Riley is coming for you.

Your actions have put her
reputation on the line.

At this point, she doesn't care

who she has to hurt
to get to you.

[ Groans ]

Sam, you all right?

[ Tires screech ]

Mike, you made me a promise.

You swear to me that you're
gonna make this right.

I swear to you I'll
make this right, Sam.

No, no, no, no, no.
Come on, Sam!

Sam?

Sam!

[ Tires screech ]

Sam?!

Sam!

In any kind of
emergency situation,

an operative's greatest
enemy is panic.

The spike of adrenaline, the
increased blood pressure,

and the loss of
any sense of time

can make it impossible
to think clearly...

At exactly the time you
need a clear head the most.

In those moments, it
takes all your training,

all your willpower to pull
yourself back from the brink.

[ Breathes deeply ]

[ Horn blares ]

[ Dialing ]

Jed, it's Fiona.
We're on our way.

Look, I don't care who's there.
We're coming.

Get ready. [ Beep ]

Come on. Sam?! I can't
wake him up, Fi.

We'll be at Jed's
in two minutes.

Go, Fi! Go! [ Engine revs ]

[ Tires screeching ]

[ Horn honks ]

Fiona, I am in the
middle of a party.

Party's over. My
friend needs help.

Are you freaking kidding me?
He's dying.

No, he's not dying.

You're not gonna let him die.
[ Gun cocks ]

[ All gasp ] Everyone out!

Okay, no. I want
him out of here.

I am serious!

I'm more serious.

Okay.

[ Grunts ]

Okay, come on. That's it.

Here. Let me just
let me get this.

Not the... pool table.

[ All panting ]

Okay, this... this
doesn't look good.

I-is the bullet still in there?

Yeah, 9mm, close range
through a car door.

Through a car door, sure.

Okay, he's got
internal bleeding.

The round is probably lodged
up against his spleen.

Get it out! [ Chuckles ]

Okay, does this look like a
surgery theater to you, Fiona?

I have a little medical bag

to stitch minor wounds
and pull splinters.

I don't do full-on
procedures in my house.

Well, you do today.
What do you need?

He's lost a lot of blood. He's
gonna need a transfusion.

I'll take care of that.

In an emergency, a blood
transfusion can be

as simple as running a tube

between the major blood vessels
of two compatible donors

and letting gravity do the rest.

Emergency surgery is a
little more difficult.

Often, you just
have to sterilize

whatever tools you have on hand,

keep the wound clean,
and hope for the best.

Okay, now I just
got to put that...

Wait a minute.

What... what is it?

I am not getting a pulse.
We're losing him.

Well, why aren't you
doing anything?

I-i am doing something. I'm
holding in his spleen.

He needs CPR now.

[ Blowing ]

[ Gasping ]

Stop, stop, stop!
He's breathing again.

In many ways, it's easier

to function during
combat than after.

In a fight, there's
always something to do,

something to focus on.

Later, when you're dealing
with the consequences,

the only thing you can
do is wait and hope.

Hey, Mike. You look
worse than me.

Sam. [ Laughs ]

Oh, it's good to hear
your voice again.

Christ. Was it that bad?

Yeah.

It was all kind of a
blur getting here.

I had this vague memory that...

Fi gave me mouth-to-mouth?

Did that happen?

Yeah.

You get pictures?

I guess I forgot. It
was a little hectic.

Yeah. Where the hell are we?

We're at a doctor
friend of Fiona's.

We brought you here
after you passed out.

How's your mom and Jesse?

They'll be here soon.

We're gonna stay here
as long as we need.

No. Mike, man, come on.

You guys should just go, okay?

Get out of town.

I mean, obviously, I'm in
no shape to be on the run,

so you're gonna be much
better off if you...

It's not gonna happen, Sam.

Mike, you know damn
well as well as I do...

Sam, you are gonna rest

or I'm gonna give you
something to make you rest.

You're a stubborn son
of a bitch, Mike.

You were supposed to be
here 20 minutes ago.

Yeah, we were picking
up some new wheels,

and someone was dragging her
feet a little bit, wasn't she?

Oh, excuse me for not being wild

about going on a
car-theft spree.

How's Sam?

Well, we stopped the
bleeding and closed him up.

He's stable. Good.
That's something.

For a second there,

I was thinking something I
didn't want to be thinking.

Should we just, uh, put our
stuff in here or what?

Jed: No!

No, no, no, no.

You... you can't put
your things anywhere.

Fiona, who are these people?

My friends.

Oh.

Well, this is my house, and
these are not my friends.

Well, that's unfortunate because
that makes you my enemy.

You're not my enemy, are you?

Whatever. This is
gonna cost you extra.

A lot extra.

Put it on my tab.

Love the new landlord.
So, what's the plan now?

We're working on it.

You might want to
get comfortable.

We're gonna be here a while.

[ Crickets chirping ]

There's a reason most people
don't sleep well in new places.

The brain goes on alert in
unfamiliar environments,

sensitive to possible dangers.
[ Dog barking in distance ]

Add some very real dangers,

and the chances are low that
you'll get any shut-eye at all.

Mom.

[ Sighs ]

Didn't your mother ever teach
you not to sneak up on people?

Sorry. I was just
checking on everyone.

Couldn't sleep either, huh?

Michael: Not really.

I've been trying to
figure out what to do.

Sam's too sick to travel,

and Riley's gonna find
this place eventually.

We can't stay here
and we can't leave.

Now you know what life
with your father was like.

How did you deal with it?

[ Blows ]

I made a choice and I lived
with the consequences.

We all did.

I can't do that.

I know you can't.

Your father couldn't
do it, either.

Once he saw something
he wanted both ways,

he'd just do whatever
he damn well had to do

to have it both ways.

Usually, it was the rest
of us who paid the price.

But he was a genius at it.

You got that from him, honey.

You'll figure something out.

[ Sighs ]

I'm gonna go check on the others.
You okay, mom?

Yeah, I'll try and
get some sleep

now that damn dog
stopped barking.

Dog?

Yeah. The neighbor's
dog's been yapping.

Finally, it shut up.

Wasn't the clock just on?

Michael, what's going on?
Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Someone cut the power.

Hide behind the
desk, don't move.

Do it.

Modern night-vision goggles

provide visibility in
near total darkness,

adapt to changing
light conditions,

and provide better
contrast and resolution

than the human eye, which
is why most assassins

aren't just confident in
the dark, they prefer it.

As good as they are, though,

night-vision goggles still
have a significant weakness.

They make it easier to see
what's in front of you

but tough to see what's
coming at you from the side.

[ Grunts ]

[ Gunshot ] [ Grunts ]

Mike? Mike, you okay?

[ Strained ] Yep. Great. Thanks.

Who are they?

I don't know, but...
[ Door opens ]

It sounds like they
didn't come alone.

[ Indistinct shouting
] Oh, great.

You sure you're good? Yeah.

[ Gun cocks ] Yeah,
they're out there.

Shooting at them's
gonna be a problem.

I can barely see them.

I can help you with that.

When fighting at night,

attackers usually
have the upper hand.

They know where the defenders
are and can fight from cover,

concealing their
position and number.

You ready? Yeah.

[ Gunfire ]

The best defense is to
even the playing field

by taking away the darkness.

In the army, that means
m224 illumination mortars,

but if you're short
on heavy artillery,

a flaming quart of
scotch will work, too.

[ Tires squeal ]

They're running.
They're running.

All right, we're all clear.

We won't be for long.

Why?

I took a look at the bodies.

This is a cartel tattoo.

Cartel? Why...

The same cartel we went
after earlier this year...

For the CIA.

What are you saying?
Someone sent these guys.

They knew our names, photos.

They had high-res satellite
images... government images.

Riley? She couldn't get us,

so she gave the job to a
cartel who wanted me dead.

Nice and clean.

A CIA officer sends a drug
cartel after us? Yeah.

So she's gone from capturing
us to killing us.

What are we gonna do?

The only thing we can do.
We take the fight to her.

It looks like we're clear.

Yeah, for now.

They're gonna start checking
the motels sooner or later.

That's why we have
to move first.

Yeah, about that plan.

If Riley's really coming after
us with a cartel kill squad,

shouldn't we be trying to stay,
like, as far away as possible?

The fact that she's using them
is the best weapon we have.

If we can get her caught...

Fiona: That's a big "if."

We can't just all waltz into
a police station right now.

Who will listen to us?

Jason Bly.

Bly? Michael, are you crazy? He
wants to arrest you. I know.

But he's the only
potential ally we have.

He knows tom Card was dirty

and he has a thing about CIA
officers breaking the rules.

Well, he's not just gonna
take our word for it.

We're gonna need some evidence.
How are we gonna manage that?

Sam: Use me.

No, Sam. You're in no condition.

This can work.

Riley knows that I'm
hurt, so she's gonna be

watching the hospitals
to see if I turn up.

You drop me there. You
scram when she shows.

Fi and Jesse can plant a bug
and a tracker on her car.

How do we know she's gonna
go back to the cartel, Sam?

Well, I'm just gonna have
to rattle her cage enough

to make sure she does.

I mean, she's already losing it,

clearly, so it
shouldn't take much.

In the meantime, I can
see a real doctor,

which would be good because,
you know, I got shot.

But if it doesn't work,
Sam, Riley would have...

Mike, if this doesn't
work, we're all screwed.

No, Sam. I can't allow it.

You can't allow it?

I thought this was a team,
not a dictatorship.

You heard any better ideas?

He's got a point, Michael.

Damn right I do. Call Bly,
Mike, set the meeting.

When you're being hunted,

it's a good idea not
to go to meetings

at the scheduled time and place.

Often, the best approach
is just to show up

before your contact has
even left for the meeting.

[ Gasps ] Nice ride.

Come on, man.

So I'm guessing we're
not meeting Hialeah.

I thought I'd save
you the trouble.

Gas mileage in a crown Vic
has got to be brutal.

I'm getting the sense
that you don't trust me.

I'm not trusting many
people these days.

But if it's any consolation,
I trust you more than most.

Aww.

I assume we're negotiating

the terms of your
surrender here then?

Actually, I want to talk about something
else. No, no, no. Sorry, Westen.

There's nothing else to talk about.
Bly, listen to me. Please!

Riley has gone rogue
in a serious way.

She sent a hit team after us.

She's working with
a drug cartel.

I'm aware that she's been
playing it fast and loose,

but a drug cartel?

That's a serious accusation.

I'm supposed to take
your word for this?

No. But you can see it
with your own eyes.

I'm putting a plan in place.
You interested?

We had a deal... you surrender,

you help with my investigation
into this tom Card mess.

Card is dead, Bly!

You want to waste time
investigating a corpse

or going after someone

who's selling out the
agency as we speak?

Okay, fine.

Thank you. I'll be in touch.

Hey, I'm interested to know...

What happens if your
plan doesn't work?

If it doesn't work, it's
probably 'cause I'm dead.

[ Groans ]

You all right?

Well, I just had a bullet
plucked out of me yesterday,

so I think I'm doing
pretty well considering.

So, uh, what do we do here?
Pick a number or what?

No, you have a
hole in your side.

You go right to the
front of the line.

May I help you? Hey, sweetheart.
How you doing?

I guess I need to see a doctor.

What's the nature
of your injury?

He was shot. Yeah. I was
cleaning a gun, and it went off.

It was the damndest thing.

I'll go get a doctor. Good idea.

So, Mike, you sure you want to
be here when this goes down?

This plan only works
if Riley sees me here.

Plus, you need a doctor.
I need a good mojito.

That's what I need.

Well, you're out of luck.

I overheard an orderly saying
they're fresh out of mint.

[ Laughs ]

[ Groans ]

Damn, Mike. This
reminds me of Kuwait.

You remember that?

Lugging you for 6
miles in a sandstorm?

It's hard to forget.

Yeah, well, I'll never
forget it, either.

All right, this is it, Sam.
You ready?

Yeah, I'm gonna be fine, buddy.
I got the easy job.

I get to lie in a bed.
You get the big part.

So, listen, Mike,

you promised me that you
would make this right.

Don't let me down.

Okay, boys. All right.

Get him to examination bay 1.

"Examination bay"... I
like the sound of that.

Sir, you can wait here.

For a fugitive,

getting medical attention
is a big risk.

Doctors have to notify the
police of all gunshot wounds,

fake names are flagged
by insurance computers,

and hospital security is often
hooked into law enforcement.

All of which is bad if you're
trying to stay off the grid

but perfect if you want to
attract some attention.

[ Cellphone rings ]

[ Beep ] Hey, Fi.
How's it going?

Fiona: We're in the Van out
front keeping an eye on things.

The parking lot just
got more crowded.

Do we have a visual on Riley?

Jesse: Yeah, your other
girlfriend has arrived.

Got another CIA vehicle,

about half a dozen guys,
and local police, too.

[ Police radio chatter ]

That's why the security guard
decided it was a good idea

to hang out at the
front entrance.

Are they coming in now?

No, not yet, but
it won't be long.

Look, Mike, we're gonna
need a lot of eyes

looking the other way if we're
gonna make it to Riley's car.

So whatever you do, make
it spectacular, man.

That's what I was planning on.
Wish me luck.

Excuse me, sir.

I need to speak with
you for a moment.

Sir! Suspect is fleeing!
Suspect is fleeing!

Move! Get out of the way!

Suspect's on the southeast side
of the building. All right.

That's your cue. You sure
you don't need help?

Yeah, I got this.

[ Van door closes ]

Escaping a larger force

is about limiting your
pursuer's options.

Using a narrow path takes their
vehicles out of the equation,

but if you have time to set
your escape route beforehand,

the best way to win a foot
chase is on two wheels.

[ Tires squeal, engine revving ]

Man: Westen's trying to
escape on a motorcycle

in the back of the building.

[ Tires screech ]

[ Screams ] [ Tires screech ]

[ Tires screech ]

[ Tires screech ]

Bitch!

[ Monitor beeping ]

Mr. axe. Good to see you again.

Morphine drip.

Wow. You must be
in a lot of pain.

Some. I've had worse hangovers.

Don't worry. This
won't take long.

I only have one
question for you.

Well, then I guess we're
both out of luck,

'cause I got zero answers
for your one question.

Is that right?

See, because I think

you're gonna tell me how
to find Michael Westen.

[ Laughing ] Oh, yeah?
Why do you think that?

Well, I'll tell you, Mr. axe.

I'm replacing your painkiller
with a mild stimulant.

This should keep you awake,
thinking about my questions.

Unfortunately, it also increases
your sensitivity to pain...

A lot.

Doesn't matter. I
got nothing to say.

We'll see how you feel after a
few hours without pain meds.

Anyway, we got
enough information

from the things we found on
you to start a search, so...

[ Chuckles ]

Oh, hey, uh, before you go,
I do have one thing to say.

I'm all ears.

You know, I was
slowing Mike down.

I'm not anymore.

You took the gloves off, sister.

You called in a hit on his mom.

[ Rapid beeping ]

[ Strained ] So you don't have to
worry about finding Michael Westen.

'Cause he's gonna find you.

And when he does, he
is gonna end this.

Well... we'll see about that, Mr.
axe.

[ Breathing deeply ]

Oh, god.

Oh, son of a bitch.

[ Screaming ]

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You sure?

[ Sighs ]

We're doing surveillance
on a CIA officer.

I liked it better when
the plan was to go...

Get away from this.

Well, at least the
hard part's over, Fi.

Yeah, I wish I could
believe that.

Riley's on the move.

And she is not a happy lady.

Here.

[ Beep ]

Riley: It's me. We need to
move our appointment up.

This thing is getting
way out of hand.

Just meet me.

I'm not talking about
this over the phone.

3:00 P.M. [ Beep ]

Whatever Sam said to her worked.

She moves fast.

[ Beep ]

[ Sighs ] Michael?
Michael: Yeah, Fi?

It looks like Riley's gonna
meet her cartel friends.

Time for your show-and-tell.

I'll see you there, Fi.
[ Tires squeal ]

In general, spies
are more involved

in gathering intelligence
than gathering evidence.

Espionage methods are generally

not approved by police
or admissible in court.

So when it comes to
getting someone arrested,

your job is to get the
ball up the field

before handing it off

to someone who's in a position
to put it in the end zone.

Bly: You dragged me all the
way out here for this?

Fi and Jesse tracked her
here across three counties.

Oh, yeah? Where are they at now?

In the trees on the
other side of the dock,

covering the Marina.

Are they here to protect
you from her or from me?

Who says it can't be both?

It's an awful lot of trouble

to watch a woman stroll
along the water.

A woman who doubled back

and checked for tails
all the way here.

It's suspicious.
That's not enough.

You promised me Riley

in personal contact
with the cartel.

You'll have it. And if I don't?

If this mystery
contact doesn't show?

Do I get to bring you in
as a consolation prize?

[ Cellphone rings ]

[ Beep ]

Jesse: Hey, you guys in place?
Yeah, we're here.

Good, 'cause there's a
big-ass yacht coming in.

Looks like this party's
about to get started.

[ Camera shutter clicking ]

[ Camera shutter clicking ]

They're here. You ready?

[ Camera shutter clicking ]

Why are you here? The plan
was no more meetings.

Yeah, well, the plan changed
the minute your boys

got their asses handed to
them by Michael Westen.

Hey, those were some
of my best sicarios.

Then get some better
ones and twice as many!

Listen, you want a
pass from the CIA?

You want help with the D.E.A.?

Then you better start holding
up your end of the bargain,

and that means Westen's
head on a plate.

[ Chuckles ] Westen.
He got lucky once.

It will not happen again.

Was... was that worth the trip?

I have a lead on his location.

One of his friends just
checked into a hospital.

I have a motel key

and some calls we pulled
on his cellphone.

Good.

Come aboard.

We'll find Westen and
we will finish this.

Bly: Unbelievable.

Selling out the CIA and the D.E.A.
To a drug cartel?

This is the kind of thing

that ends up in a
congressional hearing.

And the key witness
at that hearing?

Let's just say someone's
future got a little brighter.

Nice job, Westen.

Listen, Bly, for what it's
worth, I appreciate it.

All right, all right. Just
don't get too gushy on me.

[ Camera shutter clicking ]

Bly, Marina security is here.
We should probably move.

Excuse me. Can I talk
to you for a second?

Yeah. What can I do for you?

Oh, just wondering what
you're doing here.

We've had some vandalism
in the area recently,

and I need to check
on everybody who...

Agent Bly, CSS.

We're part of a law-enforcement
operation that's in progress.

Yeah, w-what kind of operation?

It's classified, I'm afraid,
which is why we'd appreciate it

if you kept this quiet,
if you don't mind.

Oh, sure. Sure thing. Sorry
about that... officer?

Close enough. [ Chuckles ]

[ Static ] [ Speaks Spanish ]

Bly, the security guard's
with the cartel.

What? What are you
talking about?

Grenade!

What the hell was that?

Oh, god. Fi, no, no, no.
You can't.

There's too many of them!

We got to figure out
what's going on.

[ Speaks Spanish ]

You want to tell me what
the hell just happened?

I'll handle it.

[ Cellphone rings ]

[ Beep ]

Michael: Hey, it's me.

Michael, what just happened?

The Marina security guard was
working with the cartel.

It's bad. The evidence
it's all gone.

And, Fi... Bly's dead.

[ Sea gulls squawking ]

Oh, Michael. I thought you...

I was right there with her, man.

I thought we were
leaving without you.

I'm fine.

You think we can get
to the road this way?

Yeah, if we're gonna
go, we better go.

Mike, seriously, we got to go.
No.

All the evidence we had on Riley
just burned up in that car.

If we leave empty-handed, she
gets a free pass on all of this.

Michael, what are
you talking about?

One man is already dead.
We're outnumbered.

We're outgunned. There's
nothing we can do.

No, we have to deal
with Riley now,

otherwise Bly just
died for nothing.

And our best chance is
while she's still here.

Now, if I can make it
over to the seawall,

I can make it onto that boat.

You want to get onto
the boat, that boat?

The boat that belongs to the
people that's trying to kill us.

What... what are you gonna
do when you get there?

I promised Sam I would
make this right.

Now, you can go back to the
car and you can leave,

but I have to stay
here and do this.

You're gonna need help getting
to that boat in one piece.

All right, we'll lay down some
cover fire as a distraction.

Just make it quick.

We're gonna be ducking some
serious bullets over here.

[ Shouting in Spanish ]

[ Speaks Spanish ]

Okay, I don't know
what Mike has planned,

but it better happen quick.

We won't be able
to hold out here.

Fiona: Just give him time.

If we stick around and whatever
he's planning doesn't work...

It will work. It has to.

Why are we moving?

I can't be on a cartel
boat in open water.

I'm almost out of ammo,

and those guys are
getting closer.

[ Man speaking Spanish ]

Fiona: They stopped.

What? The boat's leaving.

The boat's leaving.

Remind me... is that a
good thing or a bad thing?

I have no idea.

[ Shouting in Spanish ]

W-wait here, señora Riley.

Everything is under
control, okay?

[ Sea gulls squawking ]

Armando, get...

[ Dialing ]

[ Grunting ]

Yeah, I wouldn't.
Drop it, Westen.

I don't think so.

Do you have any idea
what you're doing?

Who this boat belongs to?

I know exactly who
this boat belongs to.

Then you're not as smart
as I thought you were.

The cartel already
wants me dead.

I don't think this will
make much of a difference.

What about the coast guard?

It looks like they're on
their way to meet us.

Yeah, I know. I called them.

I told them about a well-armed
drug boat in their waters.

They were very, very interested.

Most people don't think
of the coast guard

as being particularly
well-armed.

Most people are wrong.

A coast guard patrol boat

carries three .50-caliber
m2 Browning machine guns

and a 25-millimeter Cannon,

which means it can take out
anything short of a battleship.

Man: Motor vessel zazu,

this is the U.S. coast
guard off your port beam.

Heave to and stop your vessel.

I repeat... this is the U.S.
coast...

What are you doing?

You realize if you ignore them,
they're gonna fire on us?

I'm counting on it.

Are you crazy?

You're the reason we're
on this boat, Riley.

You're the one who sent the
cartel hit squad after me.

We finish this today
one way or another.

So you want me to
call and confess.

Is that what this is?

Fine. You win, Westen.

You got me.

Just call them off,
and I'll come clean.

No, you'll talk your way
out of a confession

as fast as you make one.

If you're as good
as I think you are,

you made arrangements
to make it look like

I was the one working
with the cartel.

You falsified
accounts in my name.

You made up communication logs.

You spun a web of lies
to cover your ass.

If the agency found
out about that,

that's something you
couldn't explain

and that's what I want
you to give them.

That's ridiculous. I
never did anything.

I bet both of our lives you did.

It's really the smart play.

I mean, it's a great plan, but
it only works if I'm dead.

It still might work, but
you will die with me.

[ Gunfire ]

Now, that was a warning shot,
and you know the coast guard.

They're not very patient
with situations like this.

I'm getting nothing
on the radio.

Attention, motor vessel Zazu,
stop your engines immediately

or we will be forced to
use destructive fire.

Let's get their attention.

Mount 2-1, report when you have
them on target and tracking.

[ Indistinct shouting ]

Man: Fire when ready.

[ Water splashes ]

I think it's time
to make that call.

Are you really gonna
go through with this?

You're gonna kill us both?

My friends have suffered enough.
It ends today.

No matter what the cost.

Well, you know what, Westen?

I got a bit of bad news for you.

This little idea you have
about who you think I am,

what you think I would
do, it's a fantasy.

It's a creation of
your own twisted mind.

Then I guess we have nothing
more to talk about.

[ Engines rev ]

They're increasing speed.

Mount 2-1, load 100
rounds of high explosives

and stand by to engage.

I'm not taking chances.

[ Indistinct shouting ]

Man: We are locked in and
ready to fire on command.

Attention, motor vessel Zazu,

stop your vessel immediately
or we will fire on you.

You have 5 seconds to comply.

5, 4...

All right, I'll call! Just call them off!
3, 2...

Coast guard, coast guard,
this is motor vessel Zazu.

Captain, I think they're
trying to hail us.

Gunnery station, stand down.

[ Indistinct shouting ]

Motor vessel Zazu, slow to
5 knots on a down swell

and prepare leave for my
boarding team to embark.

Do you copy? Copy
loud and clear.

[ Ringing ] Be right out.

We just need to
make a phone call.

Yes, it's Olivia Riley.
Give me the deputy chief.

When something goes wrong in
the intelligence world...

A scandal, a security breach,
or just a failed operation...

There's always a debriefing
where the facts are sorted out.

When those facts threaten
careers and institutions,

no one takes any chances.

You're locked away until
the process is over.

All you can do is tell
your side of the story

and hope for the best and know
that no matter what you do,

your fate lies in
someone else's hands.

[ Beep ]

Miss Glenanne, come
with me, please.

More questions?

I told them everything
there is to know.

[ Sighs ]

We've been here three weeks.

We turned ourselves
in peacefully.

How long does it take to
"sort out what happened"?

Ma'am.

Where's Michael?

[ Sighs ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Radio chatter ]

Give us a minute.

You all right?

Yeah.

What are they...

They'll be released shortly.

I just wanted to
talk to you first.

Michael, where have you been?

They've been debriefing
us this whole time,

asking about Riley and tom Card.

They were doing the same to me.

Really?

It doesn't look like the same.

I've been in a 10'x10'
holding cell.

You're riding in helicopters,
ordering around CIA officers.

[ Sighs ]

What's going on?

Michael, we were gonna get out.

In Panama, you said that we
were done with all this.

You said it would just be us.

I needed to protect you.

I needed to protect all of us.

Michael, what have you done?

I couldn't leave you
in there forever.

They weren't just gonna forget
everything that happened

and release you.

So I made a deal.

I did what I...

[ Voice breaking ]
What you had to do.

No, Michael. You did
what you wanted to do.

[ Crying ] No.

No, no.

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