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You know it's a bad idea to kill a cop, right?

Maybe I underestimated you.

But it's time to take you in.

So that's how you see this ending, huh?

Put the gun down.

Says the guy staring down the barrel of mine.

They've given me one minute to reason with you.

They're way out there.

They ain't saving you.

I'm not the one who needs saving.

Or do you plan on dying in here?

I been ready for that ever since I stepped into that bank.

The question is, are you?

How long are we gonna do this?

Huh?

It's over.

Your boys out there look antsy.

They want some of my blood!

Tell me where to look.

I honestly don't have a clue.

I'm done playing with you.

Finally something we both can agree on.

- Hey. - Hey.

You nervous?

Anxious is a better word.

Mmm, well, coffee was a smart choice then.

You want some breakfast?

If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were trying to keep me here.

Hmm.

No one says you have to go back today.

Looks like I'm not the nervous one.

I'll tell you what.

Try thinking about where you'd like to go once we get our boat.

And you try thinking about getting through today first.

Hey, Gary.

You fucking bitch!

Hey.

So.

Where you off to so early?

Well, I've got a jumper.

Oh. Need me to come with?

On your first day back?

You need to take it slow.

Questioning my judgment already, huh?

Look, I took it easy on you.

Any other therapist would've spent years treating you.

Well, thank God I'm done with all that therapy.

You know I can see through your BS, right?

What? I'm fine.

You don't always have to put your guard up with me.

Look, I'm just saying...

I'm here too.

It's appreciated.

Well...

Better get in there. Randolph's waiting to make it official.

Ah, let him wait.

All right. Well, don't make any lunch plans.

I'm gonna call you when this is over.

Hmm.

Hey, Doc.

Thanks for letting me protect and serve again.

You know, I'm not your doctor anymore.

You look rested.

Time off will do that.

Yeah.

And Connie?

She needed me to figure out a few things, so I did.

Never too easy living with a cop, right?

Oh, yeah.

Amen to that. Mm-hmm.

Then I guess it's a good thing you did get all that rest.

I know you're not happy about the way things went down, but, um...

The past is the past.

Easier said when you weren't the department's punching bag.

I did all I could do.

And I hope we're past all that now.

Welcome home.

- Look who's back. - Woot-woot!

You lose some weight?

Ah, he looks fatter to me.

You guys got something you wanna get off your little chests?

It's not our place.

It's cap's call.

I just didn't expect to see you back in the saddle so soon.

Well, I am.

So catch me up.

We've had a flurry of meth traffic on the north side.

Hold on. Give it a break, Jacobs.

This is not the pressing issue at hand.

What we need to know is how you could spend six months alone with Connie.

Oh, she'd drive me crazy. What?

Staring at my wife that long would send me over the top.

That's probably why you're divorced.

Well...

I'd gladly take another bullet before I'd ever get married again.

Oh, Jesus. How many times we gotta hear the story?

And that bullet barely grazed you.

So, uh, Mike, where'd you guys go on vacation?

Mexico? You do some salsa?

You know, it's technically not a vacation

when the department forces you to go on one, right?

Oh. Sh-Shit. Sorry, man.

Rookies.

Trusting an old cop will get you killed quicker than any felon.

How many days you got left?

Twenty-one and counting.

Last trip to the bank for the department.

How much do we have in the pension?

Little over five million.

Shit.

Got, like, 28 years till I see my checks.

Hey, don't worry about that. It'll be long gone before then.

What?

- He's kidding. - Oh.

- Hey. - Whoa.

Well, you've been back for an hour, and already Connie is keeping tabs.

Have a good day, sweetie.

All right.

You need some help with that?

Nah. It's just a dirty plug.

Always something with these old clunkers.

Good luck.

You decide where you're going?

Me, I'd go somewhere warm.

Hawaii.

Long as I retire far away from here, I'm sitting pretty.

Get down! Get down! Get down!

Move! Get over there.

You! Get over there.

Everybody listen up!

Somebody's been robbing you for years,

and it ain't been us.

Give me your undivided attention...

and you will live to see justice served.

Now the choice is yours.

But it'll be the only one you'll get today.

Cage key.

Don't move. Stay down.

Let me help you out with that.

Are you insane?

What the fuck is that?

Deliveries only come on Friday.

It's just a pickup. It's no big deal.

Now we both know that's a lie.

What are you doing, man?

Let 'em in.

The alarm. They'll be here any minute.

Ticktock. Let's go. Move it!

You ready for us?

Yes, I am.

Don't make me tell you again.

Come on. Get over here. Let's go.

Let's go. Let's go!

- Take it easy. - Move, man.

Hey, a bullet's real easy.

Open the door and get in there.

Don't do anything stupid, you might live. All right?

Okay. We got it. We're good to go.

No.

What you mean, no?

We got the dough, man. It's time to split.

I said no!

I'm not here for the money.

- What are you doin', man? - Yeah, this ain't the plan, man.

Yeah, it is. You just didn't know it until now.

You said in and out.

I lied.

Hey, you know what? He wants to stay, fuck him. That's on him. I'm outta here.

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah. Fuck that.

Cause if he gets caught, they're dragging all our nuts across the pavement.

Two minutes. That's all I need with Mr. Manager here.

This is fucked.

Man. Goddamn, man! Shit!

If you won't tell us your name, then how about your girlfriend's?

So what happened between you guys?

Let's figure this out.

I'm not telling you shit.

We just wanna resolve this.

I'm not here for therapy.

Get the fuck away from me!

Doesn't make sense. They should make cat-flavored dog food.

Robbery-Homicide.

So we might need a raincheck on lunch.

All right. I take it the jumper was serious.

Yeah. How'd it go with Randolph?

- Uh, about as well as expected. - That bad?

Yeah.

He's always hated the fact that I was his best negotiator.

We got a 211 at First Savings Bank.

Wait. Miller's at that bank.

I don't understand. You got all the money anyway.

And the police are probably outside.

Don't worry about that, homeboy.

You need to worry about finding me something valuable.

Over there.

Down. Down.

I swear, the guards only came in for some paperwork!

Open up.

Open. Open up.

You know something?

I believe you.

The fuck is everybody?

Get over there.

Where the hell is everybody?

Looks like we're gonna have to make a run for it.

Target acquired.

Rubber.

So much for the element of surprise.

Get an EMT down here.

Yo, man. I'm just a bank guard.

They made me run out here.

- What's your name? - Al.

Al, how many men are robbing that bank?

Four guys in this get-up.

And their leader is one crazy son of a bitch.

Can you give us a description?

Man...

Yeah. They're the ones with the masks and the guns.

And one of them pistol-whipped my ass.

Get him out of here.

Michael, we got the vehicle. It's a stolen van. Right over there.

Have it dusted.

Maybe we'll get lucky and find out who this crazy son of a bitch is.

- Got it. - Copy.

Let me ask you something.

Since you cut all the alarms, how the fuck were the cops called?

I'll tell you how.

Y'all guns had blanks.

Mine don't.

Chill, man. Okay?

We're still getting out of here.

I just need y'all to help me open some eyes first.

Or we could part ways now.

Just relax.

We're all here.

Let's work it out. What do you say, huh?

These are real.

Do we have a deal?

You're the boss.

Shit, man.

You came prepared for more than I was thinking.

It's like you planned on us getting jammed up.

It was the only way I could get their attention.

That sounded like real gunfire.

We don't know what that was. Secure the area first.

The van was wiped clean.

So crazy, not stupid.

That's your department.

Hey, what the hell are they doin'?

Human barricades.

All units, those are the hostages. Do not fire until I give the order.

Al, our crack bank guard over there, said there's three more employees.

Didn't know about the customers.

Thinks cameras have been disabled.

You picked a hell of a day to come back, Mike.

Hey, this plan of yours better fucking work.

Trust me. It's a good deal.

You three get to keep all the money.

How are we ever gonna spend it

if we gotta go to war with the cops?

Don't worry about them.

The key is getting out before the feds arrive.

That's the cops.

Shh.

Anybody by the phone?

I don't know. I can't see shit with those hostages in the way.

Shit.

Think Miller's still alive?

- Hey. Shut your mouth. - Hey, hey, hey. Just stop.

- He's fine. - Hey!

Hey. Heads in the game, okay?

Nobody's dying on my watch. You got that?

It stopped ringing.

Maybe SWAT is on the way.

Man, SWAT ain't here yet. They're coming from Henderson.

This is Michael Johnson. Who am I speaking with?

Hello, little brother.

Jesse, is that you?

Who else would it be?

Jesse Sampson, DOB 8/16/76.

That's right. He wasn't lying.

I wasn't sure you would remember me.

I'm just surprised to hear your voice.

I didn't know you were back in town.

Nothing like home sweet home.

Is everyone safe in there?

Look. Don't start that negotiator bullshit with me.

We're family.

You talk to me like I actually matter first.

Okay. Okay, Jesse. Take it easy.

Bank guard was right about him.

I'll get an ETA from SWAT.

Tell those snipers not to get all trigger-happy.

We wouldn't want an innocent man down on your watch.

Okay, Jesse. Now, I know those people inside would love to go home.

You trying to say I'm not good company?

Hey, I don't know. I haven't seen you in quite a while.

And who fault is that?

You know it's never a good idea for a cop to visit a prisoner.

Yes, but who put me in that cage?

One day maybe you'll own up to your mistakes.

Like you did? Because... I never saw you rotting in a cell.

Trying to humiliate me will not change your situation.

Hmm. It was always easy getting to you. Like when we was kids.

This is not kid stuff. Just...

You called the news?

No. No.

It ain't real if it ain't on TV.

Don't do it. No.

Look, let those people go and we can spend all day catching up.

You mean fix our relationship?

Here's how I see this going.

You put me in jail once, little brother.

Let's see you try that shit again.

Come and fucking get me!

Hey. This asshole is your brother?

Yeah. I changed my last name after we were split up as kids.

Jesus!

I'm putting Shakers on this.

Wait. What?

I have to pull you. You're family.

You know the playbook.

I can't have you anywhere near this.

What about the feds?

They're at least five hours away.

Michael, don't worry. I got this.

You don't know my brother. This shit is all just a game to him.

Only thing I'm worried about

is getting everybody in that bank out alive.

Well, maybe I can just listen in. Strictly as an advisor.

Maybe not. You need to go.

Okay. I got it.

Cause I'm sure you'd hate to send me on another vacation, right?

Come here.

You still know how to take orders?

Huh?

Yeah.

Get the fuck outta here, now.

Go, go, go.

Come on. Come on. Please. You gotta let... You gotta let us go.

Shut up!

Everybody up. Line up!

Put your hands in the air.

Let's see if anybody got anything useful on them.

You folks are lucky.

In jail, they strip you naked.

They inspect your hair. They stick their fingers in your mouth.

They even inspect your genitals.

It's not a pleasant experience.

The penal system, they take your clothes

and then your dignity.

Do you wanna know why?

Do only as you're told, like you some dog.

After being locked up so long...

you wanna know what I've come to learn?

Fuckin' hate cops.

Oh, shit.

I bet this pig wishes he used a different bank.

Boys, we just hit the hostage lottery.

Michael, thanks for the gift.

You're not dealing with Michael any longer. This is Detective Shakers.

Who in the fuck put you in charge?

I'm a senior detective.

You think you calling the shots?

Let's get one thing straight.

I'll only talk to my brother.

I'm afraid we can't allow that. That's against policy.

Well, I'll force you to rethink your policy.

Snipers, do we have a shot?

Negative. He's too close to Miller.

Michael.

What happened?

He said he'd only deal with you.

I saw we send in SWAT now.

No. Those gung-ho assholes only go in if I can't do my job.

It's Michael's show now.

Watch the doors.

What about the cops?

They ain't comin' in now that we got their boy.

Hey. Don't answer that.

Let my brother's imagination run wild.

I didn't know Michael had a brother.

Man, you trying to reason with me?

I come from a place where that shit don't fucking exist.

This is not a smart decision.

You haven't been paying attention, huh?

I don't make these kind of decisions.

They're never gonna let you out of here if you take this any further.

Right.

Cause your life is worth more than all these hostages, huh?

Don't twist my words to fit your sick justifications.

It ain't me, homie.

This world's a cruel place.

Especially with me in it.

Every move you make, they're gonna be ready for ten times over.

Being in here...

It's like you're already back in prison.

Except for in prison...

I never had the pleasure of doing this.

Don't pass out on me yet, cop.

You still got plenty of blood left.

Makes me come back just to go silent on us?

Anyone got eyes on Miller?

Negative.

Michael. Guy from the electric company.

He wants to take his truck back.

Okay. Now, don't look up.

Any way you could reattach those wires on that pole so I can get a look inside?

I could try.

Okay. Do it.

Come on, come on, come on.

He looked up, didn't he?

- Sure did. - Yeah.

I know how you feelin'.

I've had my share of ass-whoopins too.

First, it's the pain.

Then you wish it was over.

But soon...

you're gonna wish it was all over.

Saved by the bell.

Not a good time, bro.

Where's Miller?

He's right here, spilling his guts out.

That window stunt of yours has everybody out here gunning for you.

I need to know if Miller's okay right now.

Or what?

Oh, you could figure out the "or what."

Listen, man.

You need to tell your people to chill the fuck out.

I still need time to come up with my list of demands.

Are you joking?

Mike, I don't joke about time.

Probably because I missed out on so much of it.

Well, the... the good parts, at least.

High school.

Prom.

Finding a wife.

Buying my piece of the American dream.

I bet you don't even remember the date.

I'll never forget: March 14, 1993.

- Freeze! - Missed me.

- I got you. - Didn't feel it.

Jesse!

I don't want to play anymore.

Bang! Gotcha!

Your big brother wins again!

Cops always catch the bad guys.

Hey! You won't always be bigger than me.

Yes, I will. Just like Dad will always be bigger than us.

Can we go home now?

Don't be such a baby, man. Come on.

Why are the cops at our house?

Those guys work at Dad's station. Don't worry.

Hold up. Stay here.

Why can't I come?

Because I have to get the guns back before Dad finds out.

All right?

All right.

So how much you idiots take?

This cash, supposed to shut me up?

Be reasonable, Marcus.

Fuck you.

You should've thought about that before you started your little side business.

You're putting us in a really awful position here.

No, no, no. That's on you.

Okay? I'm just the guy that gets to blow it all up.

Next time you hit a cop, you should do it to his face.

- Calm down. - Like that.

Calm down.

Maybe we can still figure this out.

No! No!

Fuck! He's dead!

He was gonna blow the lid.

What the fuck are we supposed to do now?

Did you clear the damn bedroom?

Jesus! It's his kid!

Who saw the whole thing.

How are we gonna explain this with a goddamn witness?

Who heard the entire conversation.

You wanna bust a kid?

For what?

Stop!

Shots fired.

Officer down. We need an ambulance now.

He went for my gun. He shot his dad.

Got it?

I didn't do nothing!

Shut the fuck up.

Leave me alone!

Michael!

Michael, please! Michael!

Nobody's out there.

Even if they were...

nobody can save you from where you're headed.

I went to the darkest place a kid could go.

And you kept me there.

You know you're one...

I decide when you get to speak!

Because you was too chickenshit.

All you had to do was speak up!

- I was only a kid. - So was I.

Look, two cops saw you shoot our father.

- What was I supposed to... - You should have believed your brother.

Hey. Y-You don't know every goddamn thing.

I had a hard road too.

You comparing our lives now?

No. Quit stalling. I want those people out of there, and I want 'em out now.

These things take time.

I'm making my list, I'm checking it twice.

Well, you better decide quick. Pretty soon it's gonna be out of my hands.

Oh. Those SWAT boys never could hold their wads.

All right, look. Well, you gotta give me something.

Send Miller out. It'll go a long way.

I don't think he's up for it.

How about a teller instead?

Just stay behind me. Stay behind me.

- Hi. - Have a seat. Have a seat.

- Are you injured? - No, they never touched me.

Okay. Okay.

All right. Now how many of them were there?

There was four, and...

They came in. It was really, really fast, and, um...

All right. Now there was a police officer inside. Do you know where they took him?

- You mean Mr. Miller? - Yeah.

Yeah, they, uh... One of them dragged him into the vault.

And we could hear them punching him, over and over again.

Did you hear anything else?

No, but they, uh... They hit our manager, Mr. Beckett.

He hit him with his gun.

And how's he doing?

He's alive, but... he wasn't really moving.

Was there anyone else injured?

But everybody's really scared.

The guy's completely crazy.

Okay. We're gonna have the EMT check you out, just to make sure.

- Okay? - Right.

What?

My turn to get a sign of good faith.

All right. What do you want?

A SWAT man will do.

Never gonna happen. How about I give you a nice Kia,

and you can send out the rest of the hostages?

Look, I did my part. Now I want that van.

Okay, look. I'm gonna make this real simple.

You may have the hostages, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm in charge.

See, I hold all the cards.

Now that's something we normally wouldn't tell the rest of the public,

but that's the way it is.

Now you hurt anybody else, and we're gonna storm that bank. You got me?

Is this how you handled your last incident?

No, no, no. Stay on point with me.

Now what else can I trade you for the hostages?

I told you what I wanted.

And I told you no.

Well, the only other thing I could possibly want to discuss is your incident.

Why? You obviously know all about it.

True. True. It made the news.

I saw his wife on TV. Man, she looked crushed.

If I talk to you about this, will you send out another hostage?

Now we're getting somewhere.

- What do you want to know? - Why did SWAT open fire?

Why? You looking for hints on my next move?

I don't need any help to beat you.

I just simply want to know why.

Okay. We thought the suspect was armed, and SWAT heard shots.

What do we got?

Tell those pigs...

I'll never pay them off!

Hold your fire.

- What did you do? - You said to fire.

I said "Hold it," goddamn it!

You said "Fire."

What's happening?

What's happening here?

Oh, my God! Oh, my God! No!

Oh, my God.

- No! - Take her.

No! You can't...

No!

Oh, my God.

- But he didn't have a weapon. - That's right.

- What was it like? - What, having to make that call?

No. Killing an innocent man.

Or was it really your call?

I was in charge, and I was wrong.

Dead wrong.

Sounds like the department made you the fall guy.

Somebody had to swing for it.

- Does it eat you up? - What do you think?

An innocent man died on my watch.

You mean he was murdered.

- What did you tell his widow? - I never spoke to her.

Didn't she deserve an apology?

Don't you think all of your victims deserve an apology?

Well, I'm done apologizing to you.

Just one more. So all your boys in blue can hear what you really are.

Oh, yeah? And who am I?

- Someone who ruins lives. - Okay. Okay. I'm the bad guy.

Are you satisfied?

Now is that gonna get those people out of there?

Look around, Michael.

That's the only look I've ever known.

Sucks, doesn't it?

Okay, I'm done playing your games.

You send out a hostage or we're coming in.

Be smart, Michael.

I'm never going back to jail.

Whoa, whoa. Give us a minute.

How many men did you see walk in that bank?

F-Four.

Does he still have Miller in the vault?

Yeah.

Do you have any idea why he took him in there?

Is he still alive?

- Is he? - I don't know!

Hey. She's had enough for today. Don't you think?

Hey!

What's our next move?

Me and this cop about to watch some TV.

Oh. Okay.

Hey, I hate to point out the obvious, but, um...

What about the cops?

I'm working on it.

We got the entire force out there.

And he's gonna go watch his fucking stories.

Man, when is this shit gonna be over?

Hey, don't fucking look at me!

Fuck you. I got places to be.

Fuck me? No. Fuck you!

I'll blow your fucking head off right now.

Hey!

Don't do that.

Fuck!

All right. Here's what we got.

This bank is basically built like a fortress.

The only quick POE: front doors and windows.

Don't those hostages make that a bad idea?

Yeah.

And if we blow the windows, there will be major shrapnel flying everywhere.

Not to mention they'd be caught in the crossfire.

What about the side door?

No. It's reinforced steel.

My guys would be sitting ducks trying to get that open.

Plus they have these masks protecting them from any tear gas option.

What about flash-bangs?

At this point, it's probably our best bet.

My concern is Miller being out of our immediate strike range.

How long do you think it would take to reach the vault?

Best guess, roughly ten seconds.

That would give Jesse plenty of time to take out Miller.

Well, he's your brother, Michael.

Make the call.

It's time to go in.

Hotel manager says the room was paid for in cash.

I'll just keep calling him John Doe.

I got more bad news. The 211 at First Savings is now a hostage deal.

Shouldn't you head over?

I don't think I can leave him.

Can you call Michael for me?

Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice messaging system.

Thanks, Jim. As you can see, the police have the bank surrounded.

We haven't been told what the robbers have demanded

or how many hostages are inside the bank,

but it appears to be a tense standoff.

Back to you.

Look like your brave knights are ready to storm the castle.

♪ Here they come ♪

♪ Walking down the street ♪

♪ I get The funniest looks from ♪

♪ Every cop I meet ♪

You might kill me, but you're gonna die in this bank too.

Man, all you cops the same.

Taking the law into your own hands.

We earned the right, asshole.

At what cost? No matter who you hurt?

But you got it wrong before.

How so?

There ain't a move outside your boys can make...

that I won't be ready for.

You're not gonna walk out of here.

Watch me.

Wait by the vault.

Door.

Hey, nobody shoot! Nobody shoot. This guy has the hostages.

He's right. And one of them is one of you, so back the fuck up!

Listen up carefully.

Cause this is a game changer.

You better talk fast. You got every gun in this town pointed at your head.

Did you know I always use a five-man crew to do these banks?

Yeah, I read your file.

So I'm sure you asked the guard and both tellers...

how many guys was robbing them.

Yeah. They all said four.

You believe 'em?

No reason not to.

You wanna know where my fifth guy on my crew is right now?

I don't know. In jail. Doing meth. In the morgue. What?

He's with Connie.

What the fuck did you just say?

I got your wife, Mike.

So you can tell SWAT, and all the other guns in this town,

to back the fuck up!

One cop step foot in my bank...

she dies.

What you gonna do?

I find her, you're dead.

Fair enough.

You're completely surrounded. You're not going anywhere.

I don't see nobody here who can stop me.

You cops think you safe out here?

You have no idea what's really going on.

Now back to our regularly scheduled standoff.

All right, Let him go. That's an order.

I'll call Connie and end this shit with him once and for all.

- Your call has been forwarded to an automated... - Fuck.

Go to my house. Take two units. Go. Now!

Two units.

Connie?

Michael. All that stress ain't good for yor healt.

If you hurt her, I will...

You can't do shit to me, and we both know it.

Don't threaten me again.

Cops will no longer be a problem.

How the hell did you just do that?

Because I'm in charge now.

How's my exit strategy goin'?

We're ready to rock and roll.

All right.

Are we really gettin' out of here?

Yep. Strip the hostages.

You heard the man. Everybody fuckin' strip!

I'm a gentleman.

So, ladies first.

Connie, are you here?

Kitchen is trashed, and there's some blood on the wall.

Is her car there?

Yeah.

It's in the garage.

Look, she has nothing to do with us.

Please don't do anything to hurt her.

Say I hold all the cards.

Is that what this is about? You get boxed in, so you... You destroy my life?

That's just the cherry on top.

Now say it.

You hold all the cards.

Pull your men back.

Look, we might not get another chance at this.

He has my wife. You stay the fuck away from that bank!

Pull out.

Don't worry. I'll take good care of her...

if you play ball.

What do you say, Mikey?

You up for another game of cops and robbers?

Only this time, we play for keeps.

Now I want your SWAT van.

Black out the front windows so your snipers can't take out one of my guys.

Fuck you. Do it yourself.

I wanna see your cops working on it in five minutes, or...

Or you can figure out the "or what."

Jesus Christ!

I'm flattered, but no.

Don't worry, though.

You'll see him soon enough.

Before my ride's ready...

I have a few more questions for you.

Okay. Okay.

He cannot have our van as his getaway vehicle.

Look, until I find Connie, I have to go along with his bullshit. Okay?

He goes from that fortress to a mobile one.

It's gonna be next to impossible to take that van down.

I have no choice.

This is a really bad call.

But it's my call.

See, I'm in charge.

So don't you do one fucking thing without my approval.

- You got me? - So we're back to this?

- Easy, Michael. Easy. - Hey.

Blacken out those windows, or I'll find someone who will.

Fine.

Michael.

Just so you know.

We've got every available unit out looking for Connie.

And we're trying to trace her cell phone too.

Stay focused, okay?

Captain.

Get this.

First Savings had an armored guard pickup today.

Guards never checked in.

- Those two are retired cops. - Seriously?

That's more cops for this lunatic.

Jacobs just found blood at Michael's house.

Jesus.

Any word on her cell?

No. No, the battery must be out.

- Connie is his whole world. - I know.

What could you possibly gain from this?

We're building trust.

I have to believe what you tell me.

Fuck you and your trust.

What?

I have another request.

Something for the hostages?

Fuck the hostages.

Tell me.

Do you know how to define character?

No. But I'm sure you're gonna tell me.

It's not by your badge...

or gun...

or what you say when the bright lights are shining in your face.

It's what you do when no one's looking, when you're all alone.

There a point to this?

Since I don't trust your character,

I want a news camera to go live on my SWAT van.

I wanna make sure you don't do nothing stupid to my new whip.

You got two minutes.

Hey. Get that news crew to go live on the SWAT van right now.

What are you doing?

Playing along.

Are you sure you're okay?

I'm fine.

Looks like I can kinda trust him again.

What?

Yeah.

Me too.

You really think he owes me an apology?

Why hasn't he yet?

I say it was his pride gettin' in the way.

You really think that could work?

Make him apologize to the world.

That's a damn good idea.

Mike, are you gonna get that?

I got every cop in this state looking for her.

How long do you think it's gonna take me to find her?

I'll tell you where she is once I have my van.

As long as you do this one last thing.

Well, spit it out. But I guarantee you one thing.

You're not walking away from this.

Michael's judgment is beyond cloudy.

Just say the word.

Cap says if your guys get a clean look...

Copy that.

I need a black and white.

Hey. You don't have to do this, man.

Yes, I do.

Do it off-camera. He can't make you do this on live TV.

You're putting the entire department on the line here. You know that?

Well, maybe it's time for my face to be all over the news again.

No. I order you to back off.

Well, it's not really up to you anymore, is it?

She's here. What do you want me to do?

All the things a cop should say to a woman he made a widow.

Admit what you did, then beg her for forgiveness.

Tell me Connie's okay.

She will be.

Once you clean the skeletons out of your closet.

Freeing yourself from the prison of your own mind.

The one thing you can't escape from.

Do us proud, bro.

You can say a lot is riding on your performance.

Hi.

Do you remember me?

What do you want?

That night we tried to talk to your husband.

But he wouldn't come out.

He was afraid of being deported.

He thought you were going to take him away from his family.

We thought your children were inside...

and that he might hurt them.

His own children?

You didn't know him at all.

You're right. Look, we made a mistake.

You call killing him a mistake?

When I was a little boy...

my brother went to prison because I was too afraid to speak up.

So I became a police officer

so I could speak up for those people who were afraid to.

The mistake was:

we never should have been there in the first place.

You took everything from me.

I intend to do the same to you...

and to your incompetent department.

My boy looks good on TV!

You know what just happened here?

Yeah. I finally told the truth.

What does that have to do with anything?

She is gonna sue the shit out of us now.

Well, good. Maybe that'll help her suffering.

Let me tell you something.

When this whole thing with your brother is done,

you're gonna be out of a job.

Oh, you think I give a shit about that, huh?

I see the resemblance now.

You both belong behind bars.

That night, I listened to her husband.

He was about to blow the whistle on some dirty cops.

You can't really get past all this, can you?

A group of cops who got rich off this town.

He knew about it.

And somebody shot him in cold blood.

No.

What happened here today was you lost control of the entire scene.

Only you, and nobody else.

Goddamn it.

Michael!

What?

Finally pinpointed Connie's location.

Where is she?

Uh...

She's in the bank?

Her phone is.

I need a minute.

Mike, there's still a chance.

I said I need a fucking minute!

Let's go.

Fuck!

Goddamn it!

Hello, Michael.

No more tricks, no more games. The van is ready. I've done everything you've asked for.

What's the move?

Good job out there.

It appears you have restored my faith in my neighborhood crime fighter.

Okay. If you get the shot, take it.

Duncan and Clark will clear the bank with me once they're out. Go!

He wanted an audience.

He's got one.

Jesse? You still there?

You know...

it just occurred to me why I always hated cops.

It's the power.

They love holding that shit over you.

When you're a kid,

you learn to run from a black and white.

Cause if they catch you...

you're forced to obey their every command.

Yeah, but you still hold all the cards, right?

Today I do.

But it feels empty.

Like a king...

who sits up on a throne.

Now what?

You still have to get out of there.

I wonder if this how the president feel.

All alone in The White House.

Sitting on top of all that power.

No one left to challenge him.

No real wars to fight.

No more worlds left to conquer.

Come on, Jesse. You're not giving up on me, are you?

Going to juvie when I did...

Man, I never had a chance, bro.

Think I did?

You know who my favorite presidents are?

Stay with me, Jesse. Come on. This is almost done.

Monroe. Garfield. Adams.

Washington. Polk. Grant.

Did I mention Adams and Washington?

You did.

Forgive me, Michael.

I've been so selfish today.

I never once asked how you was holding up.

I'm fine.

Just really like to see my wife again.

Then you have to be willing to take drastic steps, to go all in.

Are you ready for that?

Yep.

Then we're coming out.

Hey, everything all right in there?

Justice...

has been served.

Hey, was that a gunshot or what?

Hey, listen. Nobody kills Jesse until we have Connie. Got it?

But after we find her?

Yeah.

Everybody, give 'em room. Get back. Keep back!

Do not fire. All suspects have not cleared the bank.

What do we do now?

Everybody, hold position. We don't have eyes on Miller or Jesse.

Jesse get in the van?

We can't see shit.

Anybody have eyes on Miller?

Anybody see Miller?

Negative.

Should we take out the tires?

No, no, no, no. Let it play out.

They're splitting up!

Go, go, go, go!

Clear the deck!

This is his big escape plan? A low-speed chase?

Doesn't make any sense.

Nothing he's done today has made sense.

Where are you going, Jesse?

I got us one of the hostages.

He's alive. Get an EMT.

You in the vault, come on out!

- Where is she? - She's having a coffee on East Grand.

- Don't bullshit me. - Now why would I do that?

Send a unit to the coffeehouse on East Grand.

- Jesse, which van are you in? - Wouldn't you like to know?

I need a unit sent to the coffeehouse on East Grand.

Now.

Jesus.

Jacobs.

Are you sure?

Miller's dead.

Enough of this shit.

All units, take both vans now.

Repeat, take both vans now.

Hold it! Get 'em up now!

Hands!

They said if I didn't drive the van, they'd kill my family.

Oh, my God!

Suspects are not in the van. Repeat, suspects are not in the van.

Michael, I only got an armored car guard

and four hostages dressed as our suspects.

Deakins, is the bank clear?

Everything but the basement.

Check it. He didn't just vanish into thin air.

Shit.

I know where they are.

Get out of here. Move, move, move.

All right, all right, all right.

- Come on. - Come on. Move it, move it, move it.

I get it, I get it.

Where the hell does that lead?

Sewer system. Looks like they pre-dug it from the other side.

They get out through a manhole?

All units, seal up the area.

They're in the electrical truck.

Nobody leaves the parking lot.

Freeze!

All units, 211 suspects are at the Grand Falls Mall.

Drop it!

Drop it!

Now!

Maybe he's in the store.

No. Jesse wouldn't box himself in again.

This way!

There he is!

Oh, shit!

No, no, no! He still has Connie.

Shit!

Freeze! Down on the ground!

Hey! I still got his fucking wife!

I'll have her killed right now. I ain't fucking around.

And I want a fucking car, right now.

Not gonna happen.

Get down. Down!

Fuck you cops!

This guy didn't even know they were in the truck.

Stop in the shop just threw a wrench in their getaway plan.

And Connie was never at the coffee shop.

That's some plan.

We got all the money returned.

Got three of them over here are fish food.

How many times can one guy fuck up in one day?

Captain, get out of my face.

- How did Cheryl ever clear you? - It's not over.

I clipped Jesse. We have cops covering every hospital.

But he still has my wife.

Go home, Michael.

Here's your opportunity to make me the department's fall guy again.

What?

- Maybe I'll do that. - Hey!

You fucked up everything today!

Let me tell you somethin'.

You done?

Michael.

They found these taped to both armored car drivers.

Look like part of some ledger.

What should I do with it?

Until we figure out what's really going on,

just keep it quiet.

Where you going?

To find Jesse.

It's a long shot, but it's the only one I got.

Well, I can't let you go by yourself.

Not in your state.

Dickson. Two units, trailing.

I got nothing.

Fucking nothing.

John, we've been over this a million times.

Oh. I'm sorry that my suffering is a source of boredom for you.

I think that's my phone.

That might be her.

Want me to get it?

Get it. Yes, please. Now.

Baby?

I thought you had gone.

I've been waiting here all day.

Yes. Yes.

Yes.

Oh, shit.

She loves me, Doc.

Book him on a psych hold. I'll check in on him later.

Remember, we can't get in a shootout with him. He still has my wife.

Give me a minute to talk him out.

You wanna go in alone?

I grew up in that house. I'll get Jesse out one way or another.

Roger that. I'll call for backup.

Good.

I'll keep my walkie open so you guys can hear how it's goin'.

Got one minute.

I need backup at a possible location for the First Savings suspect.

We're at 1824 Sequoia Court.

You know it's a bad idea to kill a cop, right?

Maybe I underestimated you.

But it's time to take you in.

So that's how you see this ending, huh?

Put the gun down.

Says the guy staring down the barrel of mine.

They've given me one minute to reason with you.

They're way out there.

They ain't savin' you.

Oh, I'm not the one who needs savin'.

Or do you plan on dying in here?

I been ready for that ever since I stepped into that bank.

The question is, are you?

How long are we gonna do this?

Huh?

It's over.

Your boys out there are lookin' antsy.

They want some of my blood?

Tell me where to look.

I honestly don't have a clue.

I'm done playing with you.

Finally, something we both can agree on.

I need fire-rescue at my location, now!

Hey.

Hey, Chief. What do you got?

Couldn't get any bodies out of there.

The damn fire's too heated.

Yeah? Why is that?

The house was packed with C-4.

I doubt we'll find anything there after we put the fire out.

Ah, Jesus.

Yeah. Thanks, thanks.

What's happened?

Michael picked the wrong house to get into a shootout in.

Our... bank robbery turned into a hostage situation.

Was a hell of a day.

Anybody we know?

Yeah. Michael's brother.

- Jesse? - Mm-hmm.

The two of them went at each other all day.

Lot of bad blood there.

They didn't hate each other.

Hate isn't a strong enough word.

No, I mean...

I know that they had a complicated past,

but they worked everything out months ago.

You sure about that?

I'm positive. I was their therapist.

And you don't think they could've had another falling out?

I'm... It's possible.

- I mean, Jesse was a bit of a wild card. - Uh-huh.

Captain, what about Connie? I mean, you think she might...

No! No, no, no. We don't know that.

I've got every squad in the city scouring for her.

We might have four bodies.

Four?

Miller was in the bank.

Jesse found out that he was a cop.

Oh, my God.

That's it.

Miller and Jesse, I mean, they've crossed paths before. A long time ago.

What are you talking about?

Miller was the detective that arrested Jesse for murder when he was a kid.

How do you know about that?

He swore up and down that Miller framed him for that murder.

Right. So we're supposed to believe a felon over a decorated detective?

Come on, Cheryl.

You think Jesse did all that just to kill Miller?

It makes sense. We got the money back.

What are the odds this happened on Miller's last trip to the bank?

Yeah.

He was our treasurer.

So?

Miller had access to our retirement account.

Not only ours.

The entire county.

That account can only be accessed by a cop.

Why do you want the code?

Well, if that's true, then you shouldn't be afraid to hand it over.

What could you possibly gain from this?

We're building trust.

I have to believe what you're telling me.

Fuck you and your trust.

Hello, Michael.

No more tricks, no more games. The van is ready. I've done everything you've asked for.

What's the move?

Good job out there.

It appears you have restored my faith in my neighborhood crime fighter.

You know who my favorite presidents are?

Stay with me, Jesse. Come on. This is almost done.

Monroe. Garfield. Adams.

Washington. Polk. Grant.

Did I mention Adams and Washington?

You did.

Forgive me, Michael.

I've been so selfish today.

I never once asked how you was holding up.

I'm fine.

Just really like to see my wife again.

Then you have to be willing to take drastic steps, to go all in.

Are you ready for that?

- Yep. - Then we're coming out.

Our eight million is gone.

Eight? I thought we only had five.

Wait. We don't know Jesse did this for sure.

I mean...

Who else had access to those codes?

In our department, Miller and me.

You don't know who the hell you're messing with.

Really?

This con once told me about a group of dirty cops.

These cops...

took money to look the other way.

They kept that money mixed in with their retirement fund.

They were really smart about it too.

Except for one thing.

One of these pigs kept a detailed ledger.

Hell of a tale.

Only you're never gonna find any ledger.

You mean this one?

I've been watching you.

Why go through all this trouble, you ask?

Because you stole something from me.

You wanna know what?

Love.

Who the fuck could love anybody like you?

That's my point.

I never had the chance to love anyone.

Except for one person.

Your cellmate?

My brother.

You see, after Michael's incident...

Connie don't wanna be married to a cop no more.

So after today...

Michael's done with all of that.

He's done with this town.

He's done with you.

You know, I'm really glad I framed your little punk ass back in the day.

You got two choices here.

You can take your chances in court, or...

My advice, jail is no place for an ex-dirty cop.

But the choice is yours.

And that's something you never gave me

when you decided to murder my father.

In cold blood.

You know what you are?

You're the nigger on Election Day.

When I was little,

if a politician was behind in an election...

he'd just lynch a black man for raping a white woman.

Even looking at her.

Then he'd win the election.

So the niggers were always very nervous at Election Day.

You eat watermelon like a nigger on Election Day.

You eat chicken like a nigger on Election Day.

You spend money like a nigger on Election Day.

You're the nigger on Election Day.

He died of self-inflicted.

What?

The ME just said that Miller died from a self-inflicted GSW.

He killed himself?

Captain? You'll want to see this.

Someone dug a tunnel. Goes right into the sewer system.

Yeah, it goes on for quite some ways.

All the way to China.

I'd say they have a good two hours on us.

How is it that the only person who knew about all this

was conveniently tied up all day?

Really. You're accusing me?

You know, Jesse said you were also there the night his father was murdered.

Fuck that!

I think they both played you for the fool.

Hey, Doc. Michael wasn't all there today.

He was taking these.

These are for heartburn.

Why would he be pretending?

He was also right about something else going on.

I found the third envelope on the bank manager, Beckett.

It was taped to him.

"Find John Doe."

You know, it's always nice to see cops who can follow some simple instructions.

Give me one good reason why I don't haul your ass to jail right now.

I'll give you five million.

A gift.

From the dearly departed.

Now, on the back page you're gonna notice an account number

where your retirement money is safely intact.

As well as the seven other guys that have been robbing this town blind for years.

Five million.

Cause I'm pretty sure it's eight million.

That's right.

Of course, three million of it was dirty. You know?

Trust me.

You did your department a favor.

What's your connection to them?

In the joint, I told Jesse a story about some crooked-ass cops.

Seemed to get his attention.

Wait a minute.

If they got the money, what'd you get?

Just peace of mind.

Knowing that my town is run by honest cops.

Miller? What the...

Shit.

Randolph.

Shakers.

Deakins.

Frank.

- Recognize this, Beckett? - I don't know what the fuck you're talking about.

After you, bud.

Peace of mind, honest cops, and the American dream.

So he just gets to walk away, scot-free?

We got no evidence, no link connecting Michael to the crimes being committed.

The only shot we got

is if we find Michael and Jesse together.

Guess he played all of us.

Hey.

Hey.

So...

Where would you like to go?

Everywhere.

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