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We are being watched.

The government has a secret system.

A machine that spies on you
every hour of every day.

I designed the machine to detect
acts of terror, but it sees everything.

Violent crimes involving ordinary people.

The government considers these people
irrelevant.

We don't.

Hunted by the authorities,
we work in secret.

You will never find us.

But victim or perpetrator,
if your number's up, we'll find you.

We got a problem, yo.

Dominic wants a new network
up and running in the next 48.

What can I do for you, detective?

I'm looking for information
on a gang called the Brotherhood.

It's run by a guy named Dominic.
We haven't met yet.

Ambitious and smart.

Maybe steer clear of this Dominic.

The deal's going down.

The Armenians are already here.

Watch your back. In case things get jumpy.

Are you at the school, Mr. Reese?

Academics really aren't my thing.

Maybe you should be on this assignment,
professor?

I have quite a few assignments of my own.

Including papers to grade.

Or I had papers to grade.

You're gonna have to tell your students
your dog ate their homework?

So our new number's in this grade school?

One of them, yes. Tracie Booker.
Eight years old.

We received her number along with that
of her 14-year-old brother Malcolm.

Here, check your phone.

Could be dealing with a domestic issue.
Have you located their mom?

1412 Hazen Street, Rikers Island.

Their mother's in prison
on a weapons violation.

The father is deceased
and I have yet to locate any relatives.

- So they're in the system.
- Foster children.

And it seems that school
is the one constant in their lives.

Not today.
There's no sign of Tracie anywhere.

Perhaps a fellow student
knows where she is?

No one's gonna get caught dead
talking to a cop, not in this neighborhood.

Funny, I didn't have any problems
getting Malcolm's friends to talk.

Although one of them did ask me
for my number.

- Dang, girl.
- Did you locate Malcolm, Ms. Shaw?

Negative.
He didn't show for school today.

Looks like you'll have to work
your magic after all, John.

Excuse me. Um...

Have any of you seen Tracie Booker today?

- Five-O. Let's go, girls.
- Wait.

Um...

All right, I'll play you for it in hopscotch.

Don't go hurting yourself, old man.
Want us to drop a dime? It's gonna cost you.

Good news, Harold, I got a lead.

Bad news, I need more petty cash.

Need I remind you, Mr. Reese,
that our recent deposit...

...has to last for a very long time.

Where are you?

Malcolm walks Tracie to school every
morning, I'm re-tracing their route.

They go to separate schools,
across town from each other.

They'd have to leave at dawn
to be on time.

I think we're the ones who are too late.

Just stumbled on a crime scene.

Let's hope the kids aren't here.

Gang-related shooting.

Three adult African-Americans. ..

...three Armenians deceased.
Two males with multiple GSWs.

Excuse me.

You're tampering with our evidence.

Detective Riley. Homicide.

Agent Lennox, DEA.

This is my partner Thomsen.

What exactly happened here?

Normally I'd say you can read it in our report,
but since you asked so nice...

...I'm willing to share.

Knock yourself out, Riley.

I'll Call it in.

No colors. No bandanas. And no ID.

It's the Brotherhood.

You've heard of them?

It appears they were making a drug trade
with the Armenians.

Looks like the only thing they traded
were bullets.

What went wrong?

The Brotherhood's leader
strikes a hard bargain.

Maybe the Armenians didn't like
his negotiation tactics.

Dominic.

DEA has been trying to lay eyes on him
for months. No luck.

- You?
- No.

Dominic's smart.

He lets his men handle the drug deals...

...and the risk.

Who's left standing?

Armenian.
I doubt he'll make it through the night.

And a piece of muscle with a gunshot
wound, one of Dominic's boys.

Unfortunately he's not talking either.

I'm guessing the Brotherhood didn't hire him
for his conversation.

I got a puzzle here, Riley.

I got two 4-seater vehicles, eight gangsters...

...and one large bag of heroin.

Only piece missing is the drug money.

Exactly. We tossed this building
and the cars...

...it's not here.

So who took it?

Given the street value of the heroin,
I'd say that's the half-million dollar question.

I'm betting whoever it is
won't make it till sundown.

Agent Lennox,
we've got something you should see.

Detective, we have a problem.

I managed to track the Booker children
via their government-issued metro cards.

They exited the 5th Avenue Station.

Fifth Avenue.

I don't suppose the children ditched school
to go shopping.

Funny you should mention that.

They're buying new clothes.

It would appear that the children
have stolen the drug money.

Think you can intercept them
before someone else does?

I'll do my best.

- I need to use the bathroom.
- Can't you hold it?

Hold on.

- Money!
- Come on, take some money.

Wait, Malcolm? Tracie?

You got the kids, professor?

I've lost them.

I hope it's not for good.

The children have proven more resourceful
than expected.

But their antics have raised more than
a few eyebrows.

At this rate, it won't be long before
the Brotherhood catches up with them.

Not to mention, the Armenians.

Perhaps we should enlist the help
of the DEA.

I already told Agent Lennox
about Malcolm and Tracie.

There's a BOLO out for the kids now.

I shudder to think what will happen
if the gangs find them before we do.

So let's beat the perps to the punch.
Stop them first.

What exactly do you have in mind?

Got a little job for Shaw.

Requires some medical experience.

And I think it's time
you caught up with an old friend.

Hello, Harold.

I must confess, I've missed our little
chess matches.

Where have you been keeping yourself?

Guess you could say
that I decided to go back to school.

I imagine you'd fit in rather well
in academia.

And yet here you are.

Please.

I've heard about the missing drug money.

And the little thieves who stole it.

John's trying to get the children to safety,
but he needs time.

And you want me to play mediator again?

- We would be in your debt.
- You already are.

I can control the Armenians.

But you'll have to deal with the Brotherhood.

John seems to think that you've tried
to contact their leader.

Dominic. He's proven to be elusive.

Perhaps even more elusive than you,
Harold.

I'm just a man on a subway train.

The humble teacher.
I played that role once myself.

And John's a detective now.
I'm curious, why the sudden career shift?

Something has changed.

Something fundamental.

And I'm not just referring to
how you and your friends operate.

I think you know what's happening.

And I think you owe it to me
to tell me the truth.

Times may have changed.

But I'm afraid we're both in the dark.

This is Wall Street. Next stop is Fulton Street.

Stand clear of the closing doors.

You volunteered us for a septuple homicide?
Septuple, as in seven?

You're the one who told me to take this job
seriously and be hands on. Remember?

You can get your hands on
some paperwork.

Where are your manners?

Can't you see that Agent Lennox
is waiting for me?

She's not the only one looking for you.
Your friend Link?

Brotherhood lieutenant you arrested,
released from the joint 10 minutes ago.

Brotherhood found an underage corner boy
to take the fall.

He confessed everything. Link's getting off
with a misdemeanor charge.

Accessory after the fact.

- I'll deal with him later.
- Not if he deals with you first.

Got a minute, detective?

Trust is a funny thing, Riley.
I did a little digging on you.

Couldn't find much before your stint
in Narco.

You know...

...you don't strike me
as a homicide detective.

Well, maybe you're not looking hard enough.
Surprising, someone of your experience.

You graduated from Annapolis,
top of your class.

Served two tours with distinction
for the U.S. Navy...

...before joining the DEA.

Yeah, I did a little digging too.

So you just gonna stand there
and interrogate me?

Or would you like to discuss this case?

- How well do you know the Brotherhood?
- I arrested one of their soldiers.

Then you know their network's as pervasive
as it is deadly.

They don't believe in territories.
They've got informants on every block...

...and, I'm afraid to say...

...in every law enforcement organization.

The DEA believes there's a mole
in our agency.

A man working for Dominic.

- Any idea who?
- No.

Frankly, it has me and my partner
looking sideways at our colleagues.

- And yet you're trusting me now.
- Like I said:

Trust is a funny thing.

Something tells me you're different.

You care.

Since you shared your lead with me
on the kids...

This was taken earlier today.

What kind of kids steal half a million dollars,
and the first thing they buy are new clothes?

Maybe they're going somewhere
with a dress code.

They buy anything else?

They purchased a phone with cash.

Can you trace it?

All I need is a serial number.

Already applied for a warrant.
It should only take a couple hours.

I'm afraid we may not have
a couple of hours, Mr. Reese.

Then it's a good thing we know someone
who can hack the kids' phone.

It's more difficult than it used to be.

I was up on the cell phone providers, but
I lost that capability along with the library.

I'll have to start from scratch.

Well, let's hope Shaw is having better luck.

- We at the hospital?
- Change of plans. We're not going to General.

- What?
- Care is subpar anyway.

You're no EMT. You a cop?

You got a name, tough guy?

Boys call me Mini.

Because I'm big.

Okay, Supersize.

I want you to call your pal Link,
get his location.

Guy like you, in your line of work...

...you know a killer when you see one, right?

Hurry.

How'd you get this number?

Yo, Link, it's Mini.

Mini?

Word is you got into some trouble
with the Armenians.

Nothing that couldn't be handled.
Where you at?

The boys are gonna be on the corner
of Broadway and Reed, 10 minutes.

All right.
I'm gonna make this real simple for you.

You do what I say, you live.

Agh!

Get out. Now.

And don't get any ideas.

- This trigger's faster than your fist.
- Damn.

I've located the children via their cell phones.

Oddly, they appear to be headed towards
a large law office.

What's the address?

How much further? My feet hurt.

I told you to buy sensible shoes.

Why can't we just go through the front,
like normal people?

Because normal people
don't carry bags of cash.

First, they got security. We go up there,
they take our money.

But it's not really our money.
Those guys we took it from...

Are dead.
All right, they can't hurt us.

Come on, this way.

Make it quick.

We got two, three minutes tops,
till the cherries roll in.

I'll flush them out.

All right, T, whatever happens,
don't let go of my hand.

Stick together.

- Damn.
- I think I made your friends angry.

That our man?

Man, she got our boy.
We gotta retrieve him.

You know Dominic's rules.

Just forget him.
Let's go after this green.

Little man and his sister can't be too far.

Detective Riley. I'm here to help.

- I'll get you back home safely.
- We ain't got a home. Not anymore.

- T, you still got the squirt gun I gave you?
- Watch out. Pepper spray.

I think you met your match, Riley.

If you wanna make it out of this garage,
you'll do as you're told.

You might have a new calling, Lennox.

You got the kids?
I'm coming to get you now.

Lennox is already asking questions.
I can't risk breaking cover.

Wanna play Kindergarten Cop,
suit yourself.

- Gotta call for backup.
- Call on the way.

That soldier I arrested,
forgot to mention his name was Link.

You're the only other person the Brotherhood
wants to gun down more than these kids?

We should get off the streets right now.

Yeah. All right.

All right, thanks.

Yo, that's the new Wii.

Whose place is this?

I worked a job here last week.

What kind of job?

The kind that's better not to ask about.

DEA's office is across town
but they're sending backup.

You sure it's safe?
What about the mole?

I called my partner Thomsen.
He's the one guy I trust.

I'm Agent Lennox,
but you can call me Erica.

I work for the DEA.
Do you know what that means?

- We got TV.
- Okay.

I need you to tell me
about the drug exchange.

One of you must've seen something.

What if I did? Does that mean I have to testify
against the Brotherhood?

We're just trying to make a case
against them.

- What about the money?
- We'll have to admit that in to evidence.

We can't. We need it.

Need it for what?

To get our mom back.

Their mother's in Rikers
for an unregistered weapons charge.

It was her boyfriend that was the problem.

She tried to throw him out,
he got all loud and mean.

So the neighbors called the cops?

- They found the unregistered gun?
- She ain't even shoot it.

Put her away anyway.

And you two went into the system.

We ain't even in the same house.

Only time we get to see
each other is when I walk T to school.

But if our mom gets out of Rikers,
we could be a family again.

So that's why you took the money.

I got research.

People who've been caught
with unregistered guns...

...haven't gone to jail for it.

A good lawyer is what we need.

We're talking Ivy League. Dream Team.

But a lawyer like that,
you gotta pay to play. Up front.

So you bought these new clothes
to impress an attorney?

You know any prize lawyers gonna take on
two foster kids from the 'hood?

We get it.

You want your family back.

But stolen drug money is not gonna
solve anyone's problems.

Wanna be the man,
you gotta have a plan.

We're not giving up that money.

Ms. Shaw, N.Y.P.D. just put out an APB
on that stolen vehicle you're driving.

Was driving. Not anymore.

John still babysitting?

He's awaiting DEA's backup.

Do you really think the DEA can protect
those kids against the Brotherhood?

Perhaps we need to do
what Mr. Elias suggested.

Talk to Dominic.

Well, lucky for us...

...I got an idea who knows where to find him.

All right, let's take a walk.

You're gonna tell me everything you know
about Dominic. Come on.

Relax.

My friends will be here soon.

You got "Minecraft" on that phone?

I got a niece your age.

I'm sure you'll be able to find
something to play with in there.

You know...

...you're nicer than you look.

The kid seems to like you.

Makes me think I might actually be making
a difference.

Let me guess...

...you haven't felt that way in a while.

I could help them.

But the DEA has so much red tape.

Your hands are tied.

Till they make a statement
and hand over the evidence, yeah.

I'm afraid so.

Look, I know what you're gonna say,
all right? So save it.

I'm not telling you where that money is.

You won't have to.

We'll find it anyway.

How do you think we found you
and your sister?

Y'all got cameras and stuff.

Yeah. Won't take long to retrace your steps.

- You saying I should make a deal now?
- While you have something to barter with.

You've made some
very big mistakes, Malcolm.

Yeah. I realized that
when those gangsters were shooting at us.

- Can you stop them?
- I'm gonna try.

But you already arrested one of them before.

I did, but the Brotherhood uses corner boys...

...kids not much older than you,
to get them out of prison.

Figures.

Look, everybody got a angle.
Why should I trust you?

Because I'm the one standing
between you and them.

Malcolm, you say
you're the man with the plan...

...but all I've seen is a thief
who's almost got his sister killed.

You wanna be the man?

Start taking care of your family.

Anything happens...

...you take care of T.

Promise?

I give you my word.

All the money's there...

...except for what we spent on clothes.

I'm sure the DEA will understand.

You're doing the right thing.

Back-up will be here any minute.

Thanks.

Get your sister,
and make sure she uses the bathroom, okay?

The kid's smart.

- Thomsen will pick it up.
- We need to make it out of here first.

- We'll do a sweep.
- I should go too...

...in case the Brotherhood's waiting.

You worried about me, detective?

I made it this far without your help.

I think I'll manage.

All right, Mini, sit.

Cuff yourself to the pipe.

- Where are we?
- That depends.

You tell me what I wanna know,
it's a pit stop. You don't...

...it's your final resting place.

- Now, where's Dominic?
- What you gonna do, little girl?

You gonna beat it out of me?

- Isn't that what you would do?
- Why bother asking?

You and me, we ain't even close to the same.

I don't know about that.

I got a hunch you can take the pain.

You might even enjoy it. Like me.

Oh, so now we gonna be friends?

Seems like you could use a few.

Your boys know I have you,
so how come Dominic hasn't sent anyone?

Maybe because he knows
I can handle my own.

Mm. Well, maybe.

Or maybe you're just not worth the gas
it takes to find you.

You're in the first stages of shock.
Sweaty, thready pulse, loss of color.

Now, you can either stall
until you bleed out...

...or you can just tell me where Dominic is.

I tell you, what do you think
will happen to me?

Just end up in another basement.

You give me his location,
I will get you out of Dodge.

Come on, Mini, be smart. Play the long game.

Ain't no long game for guys like me.
Just a game.

Doesn't make a damn bit of a difference
what you do or who you do it for.

Dominic ain't no different.
Just another man, like all the rest.

Sounds like this Dominic's smarter than that.

Couple years on top,
he'll burn out or get wasted.

Only one rule.

We all die in the end.

Agent Lennox's been gone a while.
Think she ran into trouble?

Got a feeling that woman's stared trouble
in the face more than a few times.

I'm sure she's fine.

- What's up, Lionel?
- Yeah, you can thank me with a prime rib...

...maybe some twice-baked potatoes...

You placing an order,
or is there a reason for your call?

The septuple homicide you saddled me with?
I got a lead off one of the cell phones.

A number. Brotherhood banger called it
from the scene of the crime.

- So?
- Didn't you wanna have a chat with Dominic?

This could be his number.
But you'll only get to call it once.

Better make that call, then.

- Where'd you get that phone?
- Agent Lennox gave it to me. Why?

There a problem, partner?

Seems the DEA does have a mole
working for the Brotherhood.

Agent Lennox double-crossed us.

Gave me your word, huh?
So we don't have back-up.

We do, it's just gonna take a little longer
than expected.

Sit tight, I'm on my way.

You'd better make it quick.
We're surrounded.

Have you heard
from our snitch from the DEA lately?

No, but she said the cop and kid are here.

Keep your mouth shut and you'll live.

Finch, you got an ETA on Fusco?

Eight minutes
based on current traffic patterns.

- Can you hold them off until then?
- That's the plan.

I imagine Ms. Lennox has
recovered the drug money by now.

If she's their mole,
why is the Brotherhood still after the kids?

Perhaps we're not the only ones
she's double-crossed.

Would explain why she left her cell,
so the Brotherhood can't trace her.

Nor can we, unfortunately.

Half-a-million dollars is more than enough
to disappear for good.

Well, we're not so lucky. Brotherhood's not
backing down without their money.

What about the next best thing?

Ms. Shaw, have you located Dominic?

Not exactly, but I had a chat
with our big friend.

Left him to cool off. The guy's angry
his boys ain't looking for him.

I guess saving a piece of muscle
is not high on their priority list.

Well, they should rethink their priorities.
Muscle's gonna be looking for a fight.

- And you think he'll confront Dominic?
- He's just mad enough to do it.

Our guy's a little fish,
but he could lead us to the big one.

So throw the minnow back.

You two ready? Let's hit it.

I've changed my mind. I don't wanna go.

Tracie, do you still have your squirt gun?

Good. Could come in handy.

Because we're gonna play hide-and-seek.

Don't worry. I'm really good at this game.

The kids are holed up in the penthouse.

Kill the camera.

What the...?

Down here.

This way. They're coming up.

All right, this is all my fault.

That gun the cops found on my mom...

It was yours.

My mom lied.

She said it belonged to her.

She wouldn't be in jail if it wasn't for me.

Why'd you have a gun, Malcolm?

Just wanted to protect my home.

All I did was make it worse.

You're right.

It is your fault.

That doesn't mean you can't make it right.

How? The money's long gone.

Let's get out of here
and we'll worry about the rest later.

Go, go, go.

- You got him, Harold?
- He's on the move.

I'm impressed, Ms. Shaw.

Big guy was strong,
considering how much blood he lost.

Of course, I did loosen the pipes.

I was referring to how you were able to plant
a tracking device without our friend noticing.

Oh, I planted one on you, Fusco,
hell, even John. Haven't been caught yet.

Remind me to stop inquiring
about your modus operandi.

Mm.

That's them!

Hurry!

- Agh!
- Aah!

Don't move.

- Yo, you the dude that maced us?
- Sorry.

It's okay. It will all be over soon.

You got that right.

Slide that piece over here,
or shorty springs a leak.

Easy, guys.

I'm N.Y.P.D.

We know who you are, Detective Riley.

Have you met my partner?

Nice to meet you.

Glad you could make it, Lionel.
Sorry about all the paperwork.

Yeah, I'm getting used to it.

These guys don't quit.

- We ain't never gonna be safe.
- Take your sister and hide.

Go.

- How many rounds you got?
- Enough, I hope.

Hey, hey, hey, kiddo.
Don't cry, you're gonna be okay.

That's not why I'm crying.
We're supposed to stick together.

Lionel? Where's Malcolm?

You wanna be the man,
you gotta have a plan.

Yo, you in there?

You better have something to say
worth hearing, little man.

I got something you want.

I wanna make a trade.

My life for my sister's.

You best be getting to the point.

Where's my money?

I don't got it. But I'll work for you.

Be your corner boy, take a fall for you...

...whatever.

Just leave my sister be.

Get him.

I hope you said your goodbyes.

You're forgetting something.

You want your money?

You deal with me.

We'll be catching up real soon.

I was just trying to make it right.

You can't make something right
by doing something wrong.

I gave you my word.

Go.

You take care of your sister.

You done, detective?

We got a lot of catching up to do.

Hell of a night for a drive.

He's clean.

- Agh.
- Mm.

We have got to stop meeting like this.

Turn around, nice and slow.

Maybe you guys
do more than your laundry here.

I gotta hand it to your boss.

Dominic's found a way to move
a lot of smack.

You know the drill.

Now, where's the one place
no one bothers to look?

What do you know?

It's my lucky day.

I got a twofer:

Our money
and the man that incarcerated me.

Guess one out of two ain't bad.

- Where is it?
- You'll have to ask Agent Lennox.

Of course, she's probably halfway
to the Caribbean by now.

Well...

...you're still here.

And I got enough brass to spare.
Like I said, it's my lucky day.

Excuse me...

...but I've been expecting this.

- How was the fishing trip?
- Came up empty on Dominic...

...but, um, I found something else
your friends might be interested in.

It's for you.

- Who the hell is this?
- The negotiation party.

Release Detective Riley
and forget about the Booker kids.

What if I don't?

Or I huff and puff and burn your house down.

I don't think you wanna tell your boss you
watched his stash go up in flames, do you?

Say I let the detective go.

- How do I know you're gonna back off?
- I'll leave you a parting gift.

Mini here can keep your drugs company.

Guess it's not your lucky day after all.

Never said who you worked for.

You're right. I didn't.

Tell your boss I'll be seeing him soon.

Sure you're okay to go to school?

Told you, I'm okay if you're okay.

You and me, we stick together.

Remember?

All right. See you tomorrow.

Hi. Where you been?

Actually, you'll be seeing Tracie later today.

Had a little chat with your social worker.

You've been assigned a new home. Together.

Impressive, for a dead man.

- How'd you get Link to let you go?
- Turns out I can be pretty persuasive.

Speaking of which, I got you a consultation
with a lawyer.

Dream Team. Harvard Law.

Got a few articles I can send her.

People v. Ryan Jerome
and the Brian D. Aitken case.

You know what, Malcolm,
I think you'd make a good lawyer.

- I was thinking about being a cop.
- Is that right?

Like you. But I'd shoot less people.

Wanna be the man, gotta have a plan.

Passengers,
please stand clear of the yellow line.

This seat taken?

It's a free world.

At least it used to be.

Something troubling you, Harold?

- Last time we met, you asked me a question.
- And you lied.

I'm afraid the truth would put you
in grave danger.

I didn't know you cared, Harold.

I've been in danger before.

This is something altogether different.

All I can say is you are right.

The world has changed.

I suppose there's no going back.

Which brings me to the reason I came.

A hint, Harold?

Advice for these troubled times...

...and a little thank you.

It's the location of the Brotherhood
stash house as of five hours ago.

No doubt, the drugs have been relocated
by now.

But I know how dedicated you are
to studying your adversaries.

I suppose you'll wanna know
if I identify this Dominic.

I suppose.

It's a tricky business.

Playing a game in which
you're unsure of the pieces.

And in this game...

...I fear that losing is not an option.

Man.

You're like a cat. You
got at least nine lives.

I was worried we was gonna lose the stash.

H is safe, for now.

- Bitch made you take her to the location?
- Chick was tracking me. Couldn't shake her.

I had to lead her to something of value
so she'd back off.

- I wanted to send somebody for you, but...
- You were just following orders.

I wish our rat would have did the same.

Caught this chick stealing crumbs.

I can explain everything.

Where's your boss?

You just met him.

They always underestimate you.

The Booker kid stole from us too.

Little man's got a good head
on his shoulders.

That kind of kid should be working for us.

Spring his mom.
Make sure he knows we pulled the strings.

The boy will find his way back to us.

Hearts and minds.

What about that cop Riley?
And that bitch that was helping him?

Still trying to figure out
what game they playing.

Seems like they're not playing by
no rule book.

Cop's dangerous,
but he's no different than us.

There'll always be cops
like there'll always be gangsters.

- Only one rule.
- What's that, Dominic?

We all die in the end.