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How do you know that?

Eye for an eye.

So this is revenge?

Was that a general statement or are we bringing God into this conversation?

I mean, do you believe in God?

I do, but I wouldn't go so far as to say He'd approve.

Think He's gonna let you get into Heaven?

Why does that matter? If one believes in God,

isn't that what it all comes down to, where we end up after all this?

Probably not, but maybe.

I'll go to Hell so someone else could go to Heaven.

You got my package? I did.

Are you gonna do the right thing? So Senator Cook likes guys.

Doesn't bother me. Don't be dense.

That's just the salacious details to make the public pay attention.

I'm talking about the documents with it.

Yeah, they're intriguing, but I'm not about to start justifying murder and theft

as a means to fight public corruption.

How does it feel knowing the man who murdered your wife is still breathing

while your wife rots?

Does doing things the legal way really make it better?

FBI. Carrying a concealed weapon.

FBI, concealed weapon. It's the only one I have.

Special Agent Montgomery. Good to see you.

Thanks for being here.

Can I get you anything? Coffee, tea?

No, thank you, this is not too shabby.

These robberies have been just terrible.

Money's one thing, but the unnecessary savagery disgusts me.

Yeah, I noticed you beefed up security downstairs.

Our customers deserve a sense of protection, don't you think?

Yourself as well, I'm sure. Yeah, everyone.

So, West Chester...

you seem to have some kind of relationship with the man who was killed there?

Dagley?

If you're referring to him informing the military about the kidnapping plot

against my brother, then, yes, of course.

He was a hero.

Were you and your brother close? Very close.

You have any brothers? I do actually.

I was 20 years older than him.

I loved him dearly. Died far too young.

Twenty-four.

He didn't seem to follow in the family footsteps however.

All of you with your Business and Law degrees and Alexander,

is a Philosophy major at Dartmouth? What's your point?

Well, one of my agents came across a paper he wrote, it was published,

about the corruption of government and the banking system

and its negative impact on society.

Yeah.

He was a bright guy.

Quite the young liberal.

I take it you lean a little more to the right.

Not this year.

I'm trying to stay out of it. Me too.

I never would've taken you as an enthusiast of the macabre.

I find it fascinating. Lovecraft fan, huh?

This an original? It's first collection.

May I? Sure.

Books are meant to be handled and read, of course.

Even incredibly expensive ones.

You a fan as well?

My wife was.

She loved all his ideas about a secret world existing beneath our own.

Me, I get enough of that every day at my job, you know.

But I read my fair share and there was this one story in particular.

The Lurking Fear.

There was a character in it named Jan Martense.

Which also happens to be the name of the owner of a safety deposit box

that may have held compromising information on your friend Senator Cook.

Why would you be holding dirt on him?

Do you know who all my friends are? I only ask because I find it funny.

Why would you be blackmailing a guy that you're the main campaign contributor for?

Thanks for coming by.

Have George come in please. Security?

That's a first.

Not everybody needs a gun to get things done.

What else can I do for you today, Special Agent?

I'm asking you simple questions, just answer them.

What's the difference between a question and an allegation?

An allegation is the one you don't answer.

A question's the one you do answer.

I don't think I need to answer any of your questions, really.

Let's not do theater. Okay, Special Agent.

Why don't you cut the shit and tell me who's behind this before you wind up

like Hutchinson and Dagley.

Or you could make a move and I'll shatter your face

against those floor to ceiling windows.

That's one of the things that could happen.

Everybody down! Now!

Let's go, now!

Get out of here! Keep moving. Move, move, move!

Down!

Move, move, move, let's go! Move it out, move it out now!

Lower your weapons and we will not harm you.

No, what are you doing?

Down here! I'll fucking kill her, I'll fucking do it, I'll fucking kill her!

So which one of you creeped up on my computer last night?

Let him go!

I suppose these guards deserved to die, too!

Maybe you boys are just starting to unravel.

Give me the girl, I give you your man!

Otherwise, I put one in your skull and one in his.

Whoever's left gets a prize.

Let her go.

So you're the boss man, huh?

Turn around.

Take the money and go!

On the count of three.

One...

two...

three.

Monty!

Hey, fuck off!

Get that goddamn camera back now! Move!

How can you not find them, they peeled out in the middle of downtown!

Ah, shit.

You okay?

Should've been me.

Hey.

You see all those people over there?

They're alive because of you.

Let's get these assholes.

What's up? I got your plate match.

How long has it been there? Just got here.

Sit tight.

So what made you join the Bureau?

Fell into it.

You got that born on the 4th, be all you can be look.

Special Forces. What about you, what made you become a...

Boy Scout?

I wasn't gonna say that, but, yeah.

I can't remember, but I'm sure it was something good and noble.

Yeah, I'm sure.

This is a photograph...

of our dead white victim.

Well, besides him conveniently not having his driver's license on him,

he also didn't have any fingerprints. Burned off, the molars pulled out, too.

Say what you want about this motherfucker, but he was dedicated.

Where else do we find this kind of dedication?

Military. Definitely, absolutely military.

Which brings us back to T.J. Jackson.

But we all know T.J. himself can't be involved, right, Chase?

Because T.J. Jackson is dead. His body never showed up stateside.

So either these guys want us to think they're somehow connected to Jackson's unit,

which is unlikely because they're all dead, allegedly,

or they have some kind of point to make about T.J. Jackson's unit.

You think T.J. Jackson had a small unit, sir, or a...

big ol' large unit?

Stocky, you're a third grader trapped in a grown man's body, shut the fuck up.

All right, anyone else? Any non-comedians?

Can you think of any point they may be trying to make, anybody?

All right, daddy's turn.

Here we have an entirely different platoon not to be confused with T.J. Jackson's.

Who is this?

Hutchinson, the manager killed at the first robbery.

What about him?

Senator Cook. Before he was a senator,

Cook served in The Gulf War, he was the commander of this platoon.

Recognize him? Dagley.

He was in Cook's platoon. Exactly, as was Hutchinson.

A very young David Dagley, now let's fast forward to 2011...

where Dagley is the commander of T.J. Jackson's Ranger Unit,

the unit that we all know went rogue and killed Alexander Hubert.

Everyone in the unit except for Dagley. Except for Dagley.

Dagley, who is connected to Cook...

who is connected to Hutchinson...

who is connected to Hubert...

who coincidentally hires Dagley after his time in the military.

Jesus. Are you guys saying what I think you're saying?

What do you think we're saying? That Jeffrey Hubert, what...

that he somehow staged the whole thing just to kill off his little brother?

Agent Montgomery, you told me to let you know if PD tried to release Hubert.

Why are we holding Hubert? Because he's a witness to a robbery,

I'm not done with him yet. I want him to sweat a little.

They're letting him go right now.

No one leaves without my permission!

Oh, Senator Cook, what a coincidence.

My colleagues and I were just talking about you.

Is it customary to lock up the victim of a bank robbery?

Can't remember ordering anybody to be locked up,

but I'm sure if you give me time I can find some reasons to put you away.

They don't pay you enough money to get a real suit?

Go back to that shitty bar that you hang out and order that shitty wine

that you never drink.

Tell me something, at what age was Alexander supposed to receive his inheritance?

'Cause my guess is 25.

Tragic he died two months before then.

Fuck's the matter with you?

There it is. No movement since I called you.

Okay, you guys hang here, me and the stiff will go check it out.

Copy that.

Yeah. Jackson's headed your way.

Follow him, hold back. See where he goes.

CPD. Agent Wells, FBI.

May we come in? Okay.

Thank you, we won't be long.

Was that James Jackson leaving your apartment?

Yes. Was he here long?

What's going on now?

Just gonna ask you a few questions and then we'll be on our way.

Wells.

Well, that's an awful lot of money. Did James give that to you?

Yes. Look, since T.J. died, Jamie helps us out when he can.

Where'd he get it? I don't know!

Any other police come by, don't mention us.

You might want to find a better place to hide it.

I didn't take you for a softie. I really was a Boy Scout.

What you got? We followed him to East side.

He's in a remote house that looks abandoned.

We're gonna keep an eye.

For fuck sakes, man.

What's up? They lost James. Goddammit.

This came for you, sir.

Get the fuck out.

Every day Christmas around here.

I want you to take these.

Jackpot.

A single file that lays out the whole conspiracy.

And this was in this Hubert's personal safety deposit box.

Now why the fuck would he hold on to something so incriminating?

I think of it as leverage.

If any single individual in the conspiracy wants to target Hubert as a fall guy,

he simply connects the dots.

This is his currency.

That's the one thing Hubert understands.

So what are we gonna do with this?

I wanna shove it up his ass.

I love it.

I handed off everything to Vanessa.

Good. Good, throwing this to her should make things interesting.

I'm still trying to get an arrest warrant for Hubert,

turns out all his bluster about having friends in high places, it's actually true.

You know, sir, I just wanted to say I think it's really honorable,

you handling the case in this way.

What way's that?

Doing what you think is moral.

Doing what's moral. Meaning?

You made the right choice. You refocused on Hubert.

You have no idea what you're talking about.

I'm going after Hubert 'cause he's an asshole.

And my main reason for going after him

is to shake out these cowboys that have turned this city into the OK Corral.

But there's the greater good.

Are you suggesting that these bank robbing assholes

are somehow doing the right thing by leading me to a bigger fish?

Maybe.

Yeah.

I don't know.

My wife had her eyes cut out of her head while she was still alive.

She was undercover trying to bring down a drug lord, Mateo Velasquez.

He made her and he tortured her to death.

He nearly walked when Mims lied to the DA.

Why would Mims do that? Well, he was trying to help me.

He thought he was doing the right thing.

And by the way, Velasquez gave money to charity, too.

Nobody ever thinks they're the bad guy.

Leon's still out there.

Nobody's been in or out.

Jackson's inside, maybe he...

he's waiting for somebody or maybe he's guarding something.

What do you think?

Estimated take from the robbery is around ten million.

Most of it is in there.

I think you know exactly what I'm thinking.

FBI.

You decided to show up. Paperwork, someone's gotta do it.

Fuck paperwork.

I see you've had a couple.

I've had a couple.

All right, man, wake up. You're home.

Nasty, you got napkins?

Yeah, sure, right here. Right here in the glove box. There you go.

You all right?

My wife has cancer.

Pancreatic. Terminal, she's in stage four.

Oh.

I had no idea, I'm sorry.

Nobody knows.

I...

I can't let her go.

Then I wouldn't waste my time here with me.

Hey.

Baby, what are you doing? Where have you been?

I asked if you wanted to go out with us.

Are you serious?

Does it look like I could be hanging out in bars?

Brian. I'm so sorry.

Brian.

Please don't leave me.

Don't leave me.

I promise...

I'm gonna get us away from here.

I don't need to go anywhere.

I'm right where I need to be.

I'm so sorry.

I have obtained verified confidential files

that indicate Jeffrey Hubert of Hubert National

was directly related to the death of his brother, Alexander Hubert in 2011.

What was once believed to be a deadly kidnapping

perpetrated by a rogue ranger team

now appears to be directly linked to none other than our very own Senator Cook,

who falsely informed the ranger team that weapons of mass destruction

were to be found at the temporary Costa Rican home of Alexander Hubert

resulting in the young man's death.

The soldiers were then tragically killed on the scene

and falsely painted as traitors.

Do you know what I think about a lot?

Your death.

I don't mean with the lethal injection that's probably...

what, a good 10 years away.

What I think about is...

Killing you with my own hands.

The way you killed my wife with your own hands.

Yeah, Jackson's still alone.

Keep me updated. Derohan should be there soon to relieve you.

You really think all that money's in there?

Yeah, I really do.

Hell yeah. I'll see you tonight.

You know how much?

Thanks. Chicago office says one of their Hubert National banks

just had two unauthorized vehicles make cash pickups.

He's grabbing cash because his accounts are frozen.

Could only get a temporary freeze, but he doesn't know that.

He's panicking. Two trucks, that's gotta be upward $50 million or so.

Asshole like Hubert's gotta have foreign accounts, fake names.

Greedy fuck wants his cash now?

Tell you what, greed is what I'm counting on, we find the money we find Hubert

hopefully with a warrant in hand. How's that's coming?

I'm working on that. Where'd the armored trucks go?

I have no fucking clue.

We know the trucks left from here, but where'd the money go?

I'm thinking he'd head to a small airport, right, fly South?

He's got three private planes. One in Chicago, two here in Cincinnati.

We have men with all of them. So far nothing.

Who killed T.J.'s team? What?

We know Dagley ratted him out, who did Cook send in to kill him?

Is that relevant? Come on, Capt...

what are you thinking? Sir?

Chase, are you sure that you tracked down every one of Hubert's planes?

Yes, they're all secure. I want you to start a new search,

every plane registered under the name Jan Martense.

Right away. But sir? Alright.

Do you want me to do that before or after you go hear T.J.'s girlfriend sing?

Tonight? In an hour.

You must think I'm pretty foolish to be here, huh?

No, when you love someone, life just isn't life without them.

Wanna stay for one more song?

That one's my favorite.

Subject is secure.

Let's go, T.J.

Where are you going?

I just gotta do this thing.

Hey.

Be here with me.

That's all I need.

I love you.

I know, so just...

I just need to do this thing.

Okay.

Wells, Wells. Chase got a lead on a cargo plane.

It's at Lunken Airport, it's registered under the name Jan Martense.

She's also got a chopper under the same name, Martense,

it's on a rooftop downtown. My guess is they're gonna use that chopper

to get to the airport. Let's go, come on.

Anyone else from your platoon still alive?

Just me. Then who did the robberies with you?

I didn't have nothing to do with the robberies.

All right, so you weren't involved, let's go with that.

Sure as hell looks like someone's trying to frame your ass.

How could someone frame a dead man? You don't look so dead to me.

Look again.

I'm out. Pick up a tail?

No.

I just think we should do this one by the books.

This was your idea, man.

It's just...

I can't do this.

We shouldn't do this. Fuck that.

You don't want in anymore, that's on you. We'll send you a coconut from Mexico.

Hubert National robbers are at 1507 East 31st Street.

They're armed. Do you know what it's like...

not to be able to see your own kid, your girl?

Out of fear that something may happen to them if the government finds out you're alive?

For five years I've been watching them from a distance.

Still doesn't answer my question, why do I keep finding your prints all over.

Maybe they let them there for you to find Hubert.

Who's they?

Why are you covering for them?

All right.

Forget it.

Let's go somewhere else, take me back.

Tell me what happened.

Orders came down from our CO.

The mission was to go in to eliminate a terrorist group

reporting an unknown quantity of WMDs in Costa Rica.

Does she look like a terrorist to you?

I don't see any weapons.

There are no weapons, somebody fucked up.

Tell me this is a terrorist! We just killed innocent people!

No, no, no, I don't believe it! Fucking believe it, man!

Squad leader, this is Alpha Six! These look like dead American college kids, man!

What the hell is going on?

Abort! Abort, we're being attacked!

Fuck! Abort, we're under attack! Abort, we're under attack!

How'd you get out?

Whoever's behind the robbery snuck you out, didn't they?

You know the parable of The Good Samaritan?

Mm-hm.

This one's angry.

Where the fuck is the rest of it?

Put the gun down! Get down on the ground!

Get on your knees! Put down the gun!

Don't do it!

Get down on the ground! Get on your knees!

I want it brought to me, Cincinnati PD does not take custody.

They do not book him. I will take custody from the state cops.

Look who it is, come on in here!

Hey, Mr. Lucky, the escape artist, how'd you get away?

What are you talking about? Okay, explain this to me.

Why'd your boys just get arrested with some of the robbery money?

Some of the money?

Yeah, you look disappointed, I thought you'd have the rest.

Are they okay?

No, Derohan is not okay, he's less than okay.

Monty, we had a lead. Why didn't you tell us,

why didn't you report it?

I'll tell you why, because you were gonna try and rip off the load.

Now one of your boys are dead.

Deny that, motherfucker.

How'd you find the house?

From a tip. What tip?

From the security guard that got the plate at the robbery.

So you had a lead on a plate and you didn't notify us?

Wells had the lead. What do you mean Wells?

Wells had the lead!

What do you mean Wells had the lead? Yeah, Wells brought me the lead.

Sanders, get me Wells' jacket now!

Connect me to Icon Jewelry, it's in West Chester.

Yeah, I need information on a Chris Hall, a security guard.

Wells was stationed in Panama in 2011, right next door to Costa Rica.

Son of a bitch was in the country same time as T.J. and he doesn't mention it?

You tell me you don't have any security guards?

Units at the helm.

No, stop! The fuck is wrong with you?

Trying to take a chopper off in the middle of downtown, are you fucking crazy?

You motherfucker! Hubert got away!

We don't have to do this.

Yeah. We do.

Stocky, are you all right?

You all right?

It was the kid. Yeah.

Fucking GI Joe motherfucker.

I was just starting to like that kid. Yeah, me too, my friend, me too.

We lost Hubert. Forget about him, we'll get him.

I'm just glad you're all right.

You're not gonna kiss me, are you?

Do you have breath mints?

Come on.

I saw your map.

I've been in these tunnels many times.

Everyone else followed you, but I came here.

Mims.

Go home, Mims.

I can't.

You know that.

You made two smart choices today, make one more and get out of here.

Nobody knows I'm here, you can go.

You just need to leave the money.

I knew you were half a bad guy, don't come here and rob me.

I'm not gonna take anything, I just need to turn the money in.

Bullshit.

I don't know how much my wife knows about the man that I've become.

I've done some really fucked up things, man.

Really bad things.

But it ends here.

That's not how this is gonna go down, Mims.

I need to do it for her. This has nothing to do with her.

Maybe it does. Maybe...

the man that I've let myself become is killing her.

Maybe...

if I do this I can heal her.

This can't save her, but it might kill you.

I gotta try.

Are you kidding me, I will kill you right now!

Put the gun down and go home to your wife.

If I leave, I'm guilty.

If I've got dues to pay, I'll pay 'em.

This has nothing to do with you, everything got fucked up.

Hubert is still out there. I need to do something good with this money.

I'm the one who has something to make up for.

I can't let you get in the way of that.

I need to take the money. Put the gun down!

Walk away, Wells. Don't make me do this!

I need you to drop...

Officer down in the old brewery tunnels.

You're breaking up, repeat!

Officer down in the old brewery tunnels, come quick!

Tell my wife...

I died good.

He hit the grid, Mexico.

Hey, Stocky, forget this call ever happened.

I knew if I trailed him long enough you'd pop up.

So it was you I was holding at the bank, huh?

Mims picked a bad day to go straight.

Ten dead, most of them not on your list.

Well, 11 if you count Velasquez.

Which I mean I figured. A couple inmates gouge out his eyes with shanks.

That wasn't a coincidence, right?

So was it all worth it? I don't know.

No.

Well, T.J.'s finally safe.

He's back with his girl and his kid, so there's that.

I know you and your boys were sent in to kill T.J. and his unit.

It felt wrong from the start.

Only half a team was sent in.

That's never done. It was supposed to be clean.

No bodies, no evidence left behind, clean.

They just kept telling us that a group of soldiers had gone rogue.

That's what I kept hearing, rogue, rogue, rogue. Didn't feel right.

I knew before we went in this mission was bullshit.

Why didn't you speak up?

Are you kidding me?

I'm not gonna do a job that I was trained to do because it didn't feel right?

With all due respect, sir, I was a soldier.

Who was I gonna tell that to?

After we were done, T.J. was the only one left.

He was scared, confused.

I took one look in his eyes

and it confirmed everything I had been feeling.

We, all of us, had been set up.

How'd you get him out?

Snuck him out in a body bag and a weapon's crate.

So you and your boys can blame others for your actions back then.

Who do you blame for them now?

We all lost sight of the point.

All the security guards killed at the last robbery...

it all got fucked up. I just couldn't stop it.

What was that point, that you were gonna get your revenge

and a few million in cash for your time and effort?

I don't know, maybe?

So what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna finish what I started. It ends with Hubert.

No, Hubert ends with me, you lost that privilege when you became a vigilante.

No, you don't get out of this that easy, you've got more debts to pay.

All that money you and your boys stole.

It's not gonna bring anybody back, but I know a lot of people

who are suffering because of your actions.

I trusted you once, you betrayed me.

I'm gonna trust you again.

Don't make me regret it.

Miss. Can I have two glasses of Pinot Noir delivered to that table?

Thank you.

Is that Hubert?

What are the fucking odds we pick the same vacation spot?

It's all right. This one's all bark and no bite.

Would you excuse us?

You might have just cost me a $100 million deal.

Best news I've heard all week.

I took the liberty. Thanks, hun.

Why not.

I guarantee you whatever they serve is better than that swill you buy in your dive.

I prefer my swill.

I'd ask you why you don't drink it, but I don't give a fuck.

What now, Agent Montgomery?

Surely even your little mind understands this country's so corrupt.

What are you doing? You can't touch me here.

Or else I could have you killed.

That, and it wouldn't cost me the price of one of your cheap suits.

You really don't like my suits?

It's alright.

Well...

You're not drunk are you? One sip of this?

I'll go to hell so you can go to heaven.