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Michael!

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Caught, like, every third word of that, Papa.

Come help. Pop bag.

Pull it tight. Yeah.

Papa?

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Ooh.

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♪ NCIS:New Orleans 5x04 ♪ Legacy Original Air Date on October 16, 2018

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Excuse me.

Always this many lookie-loos at our crime scenes?

Well, word got out that the Vic was a local.

Petty Officer Aaron Trang.

He grew up on these docks until he joined

the Office of Naval Research.

Hey. CGIS was first on the scene.

I called you in as soon as I saw Trang's naval uniform.

And we appreciate the Coast Guard's collaboration.

Jurisdiction has been transferred to NCIS,

but please, keep us in the loop.

Thank you. Might want to brace yourself.

Oh, not a point of pride, Gregorio, but I've seen it all.

Yeah, well, I've seen Jaws a million times.

I'm never gonna unsee this.

Oh.

Well, takes some powerful equipment

to do damage like that.

A shrimping boat propeller, from what I understand.

But after he was deceased.

Based on water temp and body bloat,

I'd say he'd been submerged

36, maybe 48 hours.

Trang's CO reported him UA

from his vessel here in the Gulf on Monday.

I won't have an official COD until

after the autopsy, but I can tell you this was no accident.

I found a section of rope tied around the victim's torso.

- It's a fisherman's knot. - Yeah. The other end

was frayed and broke loose.

Yeah, probably from whatever weight it was tied to.

Someone wanted Petty Officer Trang to disappear forever.

Well, that makes it a homicide.

Yeah.

Let's dig into Trang's life,

build him a profile, see who wanted him dead.

I'm all over it.

Where's Lasalle?

I need you to calm down.

All right? We'll get to each one of you as soon as we can.

It won't be fast enough.

If you don't let these fishermen unload their catch,

you're going to have a riot on your hands.

Look, it's not my call, all right? The Coast Guard

gives word when they can offload their boats.

They need to move their shrimp to the processing plant before it spoils.

What they need to do is answer my questions.

These men are struggling.

We all got problems, all right?

But not as big as that dead sailor over there.

Hey, hey!

Back off! Back off!

Let's go! Back off!

Let's go. Clear out. Clear out.

Lasalle.

Sorry about that.

You're just doing your job.

You have seemed a little on edge lately.

Is there anything I can do?

I appreciate that, but unless you can get the IRS

off my family's back, I'm out of options.

I thought the tax fraud investigation was over.

It is, as of this afternoon, when I go in

and hear their findings.

That's stressful.

Yeah, at best, I'm walking into an ambush.

You should get out of here.

- Clear your head. - No, ma'am.

I'm gonna stay here until we find a lead on this case.

Well, we might already have one.

Trang and his cousin Amy were close.

She's coming in on their family shrimp boat right now.

- I'll stay and see what she has to say. - Oh, no.

And muscle in on my girl time with Gregorio?

I don't think so.

We got this, Chris.

Take care of you, all right?

Mr. Trang, do you understand what we're saying?

Your nephew is dead.

Yes, I understand.

- When did you last speak with Aaron? - Been a while.

There was distance between us when he joined the Navy.

You didn't approve?

He was supposed to take over this boat.

To follow in my footsteps.

His father's, too.

Where are his parents?

Katrina took them.

We have heard

things have been difficult lately for fishermen like you.

Hard enough scrounging for scraps.

But now, our fishing grounds are polluted.

We're on the water seven days a week, and barely surviving.

We were told your daughter Amy was close with Aaron.

We need to speak with her.

Is she here?

She was supposed to be.

Never showed up.

And that doesn't concern you?

My daughter is stubborn.

She does what she wants,

- whether it concerns me or not. - Mr. Trang,

your nephew was murdered.

Amy might know by whom.

She might be in danger herself.

We need to find her, now.

King.

What are you doing here?

Thought you could use some moral support.

How'd you even know it was judgment day?

Silvera called me, gave me a heads-up about the meeting.

Professional courtesy.

Or a fair warning how bad it'll be.

I appreciate you coming.

Know you're busy with your new job,

but, uh, I can handle this.

You can, but you don't have to.

At least not alone.

Eight million dollars?

Actually, with interest and penalties,

the Lasalle Enterprises liability is closer to ten.

This is crazy.

You might as well take my blood while you're at it.

Christopher, she's not the enemy.

And neither was my father.

And he wasn't a thief.

Findings are not an official indictment of your father,

but they do support the government's claims

of delinquent taxes.

How long does he have to settle up?

The first installment is due by the end of the month.

The company's on fumes as it is. What if we can't pay?

We'll have no choice but to recoup the monies owed

in other ways: garnishment of earnings,

seizure of assets...

And since now I'm technically the boss,

you'd come after my assets next.

That shouldn't be your central concern.

What's going on, King?

You're a federal agent with top secret clearance.

Carrying that much debt could make you a target for blackmail.

You'd revoke my clearance.

Can't do your job without it.

Not that you'd care,

but I'd take a bullet before selling out my country.

I do care, Special Agent Lasalle.

And I sincerely wish my hands weren't tied, but the numbers

don't lie, and all indications are that your father did.

You're wrong about him. Uh...

I don't want him to lose his badge,

but I've got limited options.

Maybe there's a way we can both get what we want.

Chris.

I know what you're gonna say, King, but I'm not giving up.

Exactly why I called Hannah.

You'll stand down from the team for the time being.

- What, you're suspending me? - No.

I'm giving you some time off.

Need your full attention focused on this.

It's the only way we're gonna figure this IRS thing out.

Look, I didn't survive three bullets

to push paper around.

I'm here because of my family.

- And that's you. - Well, I spent months

searching for answers to this missing money.

Couldn't find anything useful.

That's because you didn't have the entire IRS case files.

Put it in the back of the truck, fellas.

Thank you.

This "Special Agent in Charge" title

- comes with some serious perks. - Yeah.

Well, we got three days,

boxes of evidence and a pair of stubborn investigators

who are gonna find that missing money

and prove your father's innocence.

Amy Trang is no angel.

Her juvie rap sheet includes petty theft,

trespassing, criminal mischief.

Patton tracked her cell to her parents' house.

Phone was there; Amy was not.

Since when have you seen a 17-year-old

go anywhere without their phone?

- Since absolutely never. - Yeah.

NOPD still canvassing Village de L'Est?

Nobody's seen her. And if they have, they're not talking.

Well, they're protecting their own.

Or keeping their dirty laundry private.

I've seen it firsthand how immigrants

can feel pulled in two different directions.

My parents clung to their past

while they pushed me into my own future.

Yeah, sounds like my grandparents.

They left Sicily, but it never left them.

Dumped Aaron Trang's phone records.

Found a disturbing text chain

between him and Amy the day before he disappeared.

Aaron told his little cousin

to slow her roll on something shady.

"Don't do this.

You and the guys are in enough trouble already."

"You have no idea how dangerous and ruthless these people are."

Last thing he told her was

he was gonna handle them himself,

that he was getting the proof.

- Proof of what? - Well, whatever it is,

it probably got Aaron killed.

If we don't find Amy fast, she could be next.

Aaron said "Amy's guys."

Whatever she's up to, she's not doing it alone.

Hey, Patton... Already feeling you, boss.

There you go.

Amy's last two contacts.

Hey, both numbers just pinged

off the same cell tower.

They're at the shrimping docks.

Movement on the ladder!

It's the cops! Run!

Federal agents!

Stop climbing.

Come down here now.

Amy Trang.

You are one hard woman to find.

Let's go.

All right, we got the others.

We've got a bigger problem.

Everybody off the boat now!

Amy.

I need you to understand

how serious the charges are against you.

You mean criminal trespassing with an intent to commit

malicious destruction of property via felony possession

of an explosive device?

Someone's been studying the penal code.

You don't seem too concerned.

Everyone knows the juvie system is a joke.

I'll get a slap on the wrist

and probation.

Yeah, for the lesser charges maybe,

but not for the two counts of attempted murder.

There were a couple of crew members

below deck on that boat you tried to blow up.

Guess you don't know everything.

In Louisiana, you will be tried as an adult,

and with the amount of evidence against you,

you will spend the next 30 years behind bars.

If you're lucky.

But our mission failed. We didn't hurt anyone.

You're still guilty of intent, but if you cooperate,

maybe we can help you.

Was the sabotage of the boat

related to the murder of your cousin Aaron?

Aaron's dead?

It was them.

It was Triton.

- They killed him. - Triton Fisheries?

They've been trying to destroy Village de L'Est for years.

They've been poisoning

our fishing grounds, and nobody was willing

to do anything about it, not our parents or the cops,

so we decided to send Triton a message.

We decided to fight back.

- Aaron was helping? - No.

He was trying to stop us.

Said he found a better way to prove

- what they were doing to us. - How?

I don't know.

But you have

- to arrest them all. - There's no proof

that Triton was involved.

Triton's destroyed dozens of fishing communities

just like ours.

They'll do anything for money,

even murder innocent people.

Thank you.

I'm looking for Amy Trang.

Yeah, I remember you from the docks.

- Are you a relative? - My name is Eddie Dao.

I'm from Village de L'Est.

The parents of the teenagers you've arrested

asked me to come check on them.

So you're a lawyer?

Just a concerned member

of the community.

Look, I know these kids.

Especially Amy.

She's not evil, just angry.

You know, anger doesn't really justify what she was planning.

People could've died.

You need to understand

the situation our people are in.

Families losing businesses, homes.

It's bleak, and the kids are the most vulnerable ones.

There's no justification for violence,

but I beg you to see Amy and her friends

as the frightened children they are.

Reach out to the D.A.

Let them know the suspects are cooperating.

We're gonna recommend probation.

I will personally vouch we won't have any more trouble from them.

Copy that.

Mr. Dao, I'm sympathetic

to your plight.

No one should feel that kind of despair, but...

recklessly lashing out, it just makes things worse.

Please share that message with the community, okay?

I will. And thank you.

Okay.

You're taking a chance vouching for these kids.

Look, I have sat across from true extremists,

people who have no regard for who they hurt.

This is just not these kids.

I mean, especially Amy.

She's just a confused girl that's trying to...

solve a problem that has no solution.

You think she's right about Triton Fisheries?

Maybe. I don't know.

But we're gonna need more than neighborhood gossip

to accuse a corporate giant of murder.

All right, this is how my father ran the business in the ground.

Handwritten invoices and Post-it notes.

I mean, how did he embezzle $8 million

when he couldn't even use a computer?

Yeah, well, follow the money, we'll knew the answer.

But you need to make peace with the truth, no matter what it is.

Triple P

ready to drop a bomb on you.

Boom!

Scanned five years

of accounting records, and I used an algorithm

to do what the human eye can't.

Well, what'd you find?

The missing $8 million.

At least where it came from.

Looks like hundreds of small, internal transactions

moved back and forth between accounts?

Where's the money now?

I'm still working on that.

But I do know where the transfers initiated from.

Same IP address and user.

An accountant, Leila Addison.

She quit three weeks after my father died.

That could be a coincidence.

Or it could be she embezzled the money herself

- and set him up as the fall guy. - Where is she now?

Heh. Closer than you think.

She moved to New Orleans a few months ago.

Let's go pay her a little welcome visit.

Heard about that sailor's accident

on the news-- really sad story.

Oh, no, it wasn't an accident, Mr. Wilkins.

Petty Officer Trang was dumped in the Gulf

after he was murdered.

The Vietnamese fishermen seem to think

Triton had something to do with it.

Desperate men spin desperate tales.

Oh, so you're aware of the problems they were having?

I've been where they're at.

Busting my tail to barely make ends meet.

Tough times, it's much easier

to point fingers

than take responsibility. So your company's not trying

to run the mom-and-pop fishing companies out of business?

Of course not.

There's enough fish

in that big old ocean for everyone.

Oh, yeah, it is big, huh?

Triton is, uh,

based in Texas, right?

Corpus Christi.

Oh, so your trawlers must burn

a lot of diesel making that trip from here to there.

Oh, yeah, a significant expense spared if you got

a mid-Gulf distribution center in New Orleans.

One maybe just like the Vietnamese processing plant?

Not a secret.

We made a fair offer to buy 'em out.

Even invited the local shrimpers to join our crews.

- They said no. - So maybe you decided

to force their hand by poisoning their waters

to make it impossible for them to stay in business.

You're wrong. If anything, they're harassing us.

Vandalizing our boats.

Now an attempted bombing.

I feel bad for what's happened to those fishermen,

I do, but they keep coming at us,

and we'll do whatever it takes...

to defend our property.

This is Leila Addison's address.

Not exactly a mansion.

Well, you steal $8 million,

you might want to lay low a little before spending it.

Finished all my homework, Ma.

Can I watch TV now?

How about you do a little reading instead,

- okay, sweetie pie? - Okay.

Look, much as a single mother could use some extra cash,

I didn't take a penny that wasn't earned.

A lot more than pennies

passed through your computer, Ms. Addison.

I am an accountant.

Moving money around is literally the job.

But not stealing it.

I would never do that to your father.

I loved working for him.

All of his employees did. Then...

why'd you leave the company, Leila?

After Beau passed, I couldn't bear watching it all fall apart.

Especially after the IRS swept in.

Then why'd you move to New Orleans?

I grew up here.

A bookkeeping position came up in my old church.

Felt like a sign from above.

Mm-hmm. Time for a change.

Time for stability.

Oil industry is feast or famine.

Beau expanded during the last boom,

but when things went bust,

he couldn't keep up, and the layoffs began.

- Well, he didn't lay you off. - Yeah.

Because I was helping him keep the doors open,

even if that meant trimming the fat

to the bone. Your father took on

the work of half a dozen people.

He even paid the bills himself.

Wasn't that your job?

It used to be...

until things got tight.

And after that, I would just transfer

the funds into an account,

and he would distribute the money as he saw fit.

And let me guess-- you ain't got a clue where that money went.

He didn't tell me.

And I didn't ask.

We trusted each other.

I knew he was doing

everything he could to save Lasalle Enterprises.

And when he got back from Jamaica, there was

an optimism in his eyes

that I hadn't seen in a really long time.

Jamaica?

My father? Since when?

Yeah, he went right before he died.

Why would someone go on vacation

when their business is on the verge of collapse?

Triton has a long history

of steamrolling smaller fishing communities,

and Brett Wilkins

is the field general.

Arrests for harassment intimidation, stalking.

But the cases are always tossed.

Yeah, well, thanks to Triton's deep legal pockets.

This is a war for total industry dominance.

Hey, Doc.

Ah, you're just in time.

It appears

Petty Officer Trang did drown,

but not in the Gulf.

I found potable water in his lungs.

- He drowned on land? - The lung tissue

showed signs of cold burn,

which suggests extended contact with ice water.

Bruising on the back of his neck is the result

of being...

held under for some time.

What about this imprint on his face-- looks like a...

a pattern?

Impression marks.

Something was pressed

against the skin

after his death.

Trang may have given us a clue

straight from Davy Jones' Locker.

Do you have any idea how weird you are?

Yes.

So, I took a mold of Trang's facial muscles,

and I enhanced the imprint.

Asian characters.

Vietnamese logograms, to be exact.

Yeah, and when translated, it means...

- New Dawn. - His uncle's boat.

Yeah.

We're too late.

If there was any evidence on board, it's gone now.

It's Triton!

You know this is Triton!

Triton!

Why are you keeping me here?

- I am the victim. - You recognize this, Mr. Trang?

It's the New Dawn commemoration plaque.

Yeah. Aaron's dead body was lying on it

before being dumped in the Gulf from your boat.

- That's not possible. - GPS shows

two recent middle-of-the-night trips

to your shrimping grounds.

First trip was three nights ago.

The next was the night Aaron was killed.

Aaron was like a son to me.

I would never hurt him.

Mr. Trang, I believe that.

But I also think you know more than you're telling us.

I have the utmost respect

for your loyalty to your family.

It reminds me a lot of my own.

But the best way for you to honor Aaron

is to help us find his killer.

He came to me.

Wanted to clear the air between us.

Then he asked to borrow the boat.

But only that one time.

Did he say why he needed it?

Only that he was trying to save our way of life.

Aaron and I had our differences,

but I'll always be proud of him.

He deserved better than this.

You're right, Mr. Trang, he did.

Man, it look like your pop's Jamaica trip

wasn't a onetime thing.

He was flying down every couple of months.

Why didn't he tell me?

My guess is he was trying to protect you.

From what? And why Jamaica?

To cover up his real destination.

You don't have to protect me, P.

I want to know.

Grand Cayman.

It's only an hour charter out of Kingston.

That old selfish son of a...

Hang on, now, Christopher.

We don't have the full story yet.

No, I'm done pretending, King.

All right, Beau Lasalle was as guilty as sin.

Set himself up a secret retirement fund

in a untouchable Cayman bank.

Let the truth come out.

All right, the family name can be mud, but not the company.

These are good, honest, hardworking people.

Need to make this right

so Lasalle Enterprises stays afloat.

How?

Gonna find every penny my father stole

and pay off those taxes.

I'm going to see Leila Addison.

If she didn't help steal the money,

maybe she can help get it back.

Hey. Ginny.

Special Agent Pride.

I thought you were working from home today.

I am.

Just came by to grab a few files off my desk.

Top secret project?

It's a practice test for night school.

The phones have been dead,

- so I figured... - That's okay.

I won't tell the boss.

What you got?

Masters in Criminology?

With an emphasis in investigative technique,

procedure and evidence.

Good for you.

I only have three semesters left.

Well, don't let me slow you down.

Ginny, you might want

to check number six.

I think it's a trick question.

Gregorio.

- Pride. - Hey.

So, this is how the other half lives. Fancy.

Well, it's not the NCIS squad room,

but it has a certain charm.

If you say so.

- You all right? - Yeah.

I just need some perspective on a case.

The murdered Naval Research officer?

Yeah. The victim's uncle is a legit suspect, but I just...

it just doesn't feel right in my gut.

What does Hannah think?

She's on the same page.

Sounds like you already got

all the perspective you really need.

Maybe.

Or maybe I just missed your face.

I miss yours, too.

Hannah's great. She's just not you.

Maybe... maybe that's a good thing.

And it balances out the boy/girl ratio,

and I'm pretty sure Sebastian's afraid of her.

That's a win-win situation.

If you say so.

You're worried about Lasalle?

It's that obvious?

You could call.

Yeah, no, he's got a lot on his plate.

I was hoping you could fill me in.

Doesn't look too good for him right now,

but Chris is a fighter.

Hell, yeah, he is.

Yeah. One way or another,

he's gonna get the answers he needs. - Yeah.

I just hope whatever those answers are,

he can live with them.

I know why Aaron Trang

was borrowing the New Dawn.

He was collecting water samples from the Gulf.

He submitted them to Navy ONR

for testing.

Location tags tie them

to Vietnamese fishing waters.

He was trying to find

evidence of the contamination.

That was the proof that someone was poisoning the waters.

Yeah, except he didn't find any.

The water samples were clean.

Then how are the Vietnamese losing so much of their hauls?

Because they were being sabotaged somewhere else.

Why poison

100 miles' worth of open water

when you can get the job done in a single location?

The processing plant. Triton's offer was refused,

so they're closing the deal a different way.

If Aaron traced the sabotage

to the plant, Wilkins could've eliminated him,

framed his uncle for the murder.

Sebastian and I will head to the plant.

Look for evidence that links back to Triton.

I'll dig deeper into Wilkins.

Bye, buddy. Have a good day, okay?

- I will. - I love you.

I love you, too.

Nice school.

Most expensive one in the parish.

We've already danced this dance, Agent Lasalle.

I didn't steal any money.

Tell me how a church bookkeeper affords private school.

My son is gifted.

His academic achievements awarded him a scholarship,

which is something that I'm very proud of.

I may need to verify that with the school administrator.

You can do whatever the hell you want.

I am done defending myself

for something that I didn't do.

No, you're right.

You're not the bad guy.

I'm sorry.

But my father was.

What?

Well, he stole everything from the employees

he said he loved like family.

Only person he really loved was himself.

No. Beau wouldn't do that.

Well, the evidence suggests otherwise.

I knew your father as well as I knew anyone,

and I have never met a finer man in my life.

Help me find the money.

Prove me wrong about my father.

My parents are mortified.

If the contamination is really happening in our own house,

they blame themselves. - No, tell them it's not their fault.

Do you know this man?

We all know Wilkins. When we refused

to sell out to Triton, he tried to intimidate us.

- And you stood your ground. - My people are resilient,

but I'm afraid

without this plant and the local fishermen,

our community won't survive.

Mr. Dao, what's security like here? You have guards

or surveillance cameras?

We process shrimp, not state secrets.

Well, I'll do a sweep for forensic evidence,

but I'm assuming the place is sanitized daily.

Per regulation.

Still our best bet, Sebastian.

I'll go get my kit

and then I'll contact the Coast Guard.

Maybe get their pollution inspection team out here

- to help out. - That's Dith Trang.

I don't think that bat's for playing baseball.

Hey! What the hell are you doing?

That's my truck!

NCIS! Everybody break it up!

Break it up! Hey!

Industrial acetone.

This stuff works as well as gasoline

when you're starting a fire.

Especially on a boat.

That's not mine.

Chemical signature of the acetone

found in your truck

matched what was used

- to torch Dith Trang's boat. - And conveniently

destroyed any evidence on board that would point

to his nephew's killer.

I don't know how that got in my truck.

I didn't start any fires, and I sure as hell

didn't kill anyone.

Just like you haven't been sabotaging

the Vietnamese fishermen. Like I told you,

Triton's not involved with any of this mess.

Your company is not in this room,

Mr. Wilkins. It's just you.

At the end of the day, they'll say you acted alone,

hang you out to dry.

Unless I give you a bigger fish to fry.

Is that what we're doing here?

Tell us who ordered you

to go after the Dao family and silence Aaron Trang,

we could probably make a deal.

That sounds really good.

Problem is, I'm... not... involved.

Somebody's settin' me up.

Yeah, well, the evidence says otherwise.

Aside from the acetone,

we got witness statements here about your

past harassment.

Look, home office wasn't happy

with the Daos' refusal to sell.

Maybe we put a little extra pressure.

Contaminating shrimp isn't extra pressure.

It's sabotage.

Corporate told me to back off weeks ago.

They're already negotiating with another facility

over on Grand Isle.

One that won't play games.

What does that mean?

Triton only tried to buy the Daos' plant

because we heard they were courting offers.

Next thing we know, it's off the market.

Heard from who?

Word on the dock spreads as fast as word on the street,

especially with gossip like this.

It may not look like much,

but that processing plant's worth a fortune.

The Daos would never sell their family plant.

Mm-hmm. Question is, who would?

You sure it's the same routing number?

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you for your time.

What did he do for the Andersons?

Medical bills for their boy's surgery,

paid in full.

Well, Charlie Anderson always did made Beau laugh.

So your father did embezzle the money, but he's

gifting it back to his employees from beyond the grave?

Mm, guilty as charged.

All payments coming from the Caymans.

But any luck figuring out who's sending the money?

Every gift tracks back to the same bank.

Now, it'll take me some time to crack their security,

that is... if you even want me to.

Dad's still here, trying to make this right.

Told you he didn't keep that money for himself.

Just kept it from the IRS. Yeah.

Well, noble as all this is,

the government's not gonna give you a pass on those taxes.

Well, some of this money-- we can get it back.

The employees...

They'll understand.

Yeah, they weren't just employees.

They were family.

This guy's a monster, even towards his own family.

After Eddie's parents shot down Triton's offer,

he went behind their backs

and petitioned the court for power of attorney.

Yeah. Claims his parents were unfit

to run their own processing plant.

Court rejected the claim, so it looks like

he found a new angle to force the sale.

- Well, points for ambition, huh? - Learned it in New York.

Swam with the venture capital sharks, but never found funding.

And when his parents got in the way,

he started sabotaging their livelihood.

Aaron was trying to stop him.

Yeah. And we know how that turned out.

- Mm-hmm. - How do we get this guy?

It's all theory right now.

Eddie's been really good at covering his tracks.

Mm-hmm.

Dith Trang just called. Amy's missing again.

He thinks she's gonna make another move against Triton.

Amy has no idea she's fighting the wrong enemy.

Eddie's the one ripping their community apart.

And Triton's done showing mercy.

This could be really dangerous for her.

Okay. Stay on Eddie. Our theory's sound,

but we need some real evidence.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna try the impossible and convince a teenager she's wrong.

Whatever you think you're doing,

just don't.

I have to be the one.

It has to be me.

For Aaron.

I won't let you stop me from killing Eddie.

Amy,

you're gonna give me the gun, okay?

No.

Yeah, Amy.

You're gonna lower the gun.

You're gonna hand it to me, okay?

I'm gonna make sure that you don't screw up

the rest of your life, okay?

It's non-negotiable.

How did you know it was Eddie?

My dad told me that Aaron was dumped from the New Dawn,

and I did what you couldn't and asked around the docks.

'Cause word on the dock spreads

as fast as it does on the street, huh?

Night Aaron died, people saw him with Eddie.

I just knew.

They were best friends when they were kids.

Went out on our boat all the time.

Things changed.

Because Aaron joined the Navy? No.

Aaron never stopped being proud of who we are,

but Eddie hated where we come from.

He got out.

Resented coming back.

Aaron paid the price.

If you're looking for justice for your family...

this is not the way.

Then how?

I'll show you, okay?

If you trust me.

Eddie?

Geez.

Amy. You scared me.

I thought I was all by myself.

Sorry. Wasn't trying to sneak up on you.

Gregorio says that deputies are holding a five-block perimeter,

so if anything goes south, they'll be ready.

Yeah, I'm hoping it won't.

Okay, then. What are you doing here?

I know that our waters are not contaminated.

Our shrimp are being poisoned at this plant,

and you're the one doing it.

Where did you get that from?

Aaron.

He told me everything.

And I know you were with him the night that he died.

- She's poking the bear. - It's all right. Give her a minute.

Have you told anyone else about this?

No one.

You're like family, Eddie.

I needed to hear it from you first.

Tell me what happened that night.

I thought he understood what was at stake,

what I'm fighting to protect.

We're clinging to a way of life that's dying,

and if we don't adapt, we cease to exist.

That doesn't explain why Aaron's dead.

He confronted me about the sabotage.

I tried to convince him

that change was best for all of us.

The money I'm going to make from selling this plant

can go back into the community.

Still not telling me what happened.

He stood in the way of progress,

and I couldn't let that happen.

He pushed me, I pushed him back.

He hit his head on the side of the boat,

fell over.

But he was already dead before he was on the boat.

How did you know that?

I...

Damn it. Got to get in there.

You talked to the cops.

Eddie... just...

just give me a moment to explain it to you.

Eddie, let her go!

You're okay.

Come on. You okay?

You're okay.

It's okay, Amy.

May I?

You're a very brave young woman.

Aaron would've done the same for me.

Then you honor his legacy, Amy.

You be the woman you know he wanted you to be.

You need any advice, you call me.

Okay?

Thank you. Thank you.

Got to be honest with you, Special Agent Lasalle.

I'm really hoping to hear some good news from you.

Please...

tell me you found the money.

Well, the money my dad took-- it's gone for good.

I am sorry to hear that.

We were all hoping for a different outcome.

Does Lasalle Enterprises have enough cash on hand

to cover the first payment?

No, ma'am, we do not.

Then you're in a tough spot.

Until the debt is cleared, you'll have to hold on

to his badge.

Don't think that'll be necessary.

Connor's gonna miss this school.

He's not going anywhere.

He belongs here. He's staying.

Tuition paid with ill-gotten gains...

I can't.

It's not ill anymore.

I'm squarin' it with the IRS.

You're shutting down the company, aren't you?

We liquidate, may just break even with the government.

But those assets are your inheritance.

They never belonged to me.

They belonged to my father's family. All of you.

Hmm.

You know, he talked about you all the time.

Bragged to anybody who would listen

about his boy who was out there saving the world.

I know you two had your issues,

but he was so proud of you.

Thank you, Miss Addison.

Chris?

I don't really have a lot of friends

here anymore.

Would you like to join Connor and me for supper tonight?

Ah, thanks for the invite, but I couldn't.

Well, now, wait a minute.

You don't even know what I'm cookin' yet.

Barbecue brisket, fresh pecan pie.

Now, only a crazy person would turn down an offer like that.

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