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Of course you want me to track her down.

Shaw, we had it wrong. He isn't the
guy taking orders. He's the one giving them.

Please, I'm begging you. Please, Dominic.

Dominic.

You wanna take down Elias...

...you gotta play smarter.

Is target present?

No worries. I found her.

Your counter could really use some love,
hon, and maybe some disinfectant.

I'm guessing now would be a good time
to ask for that raise, huh?

Get on.

- Nice parking job.
- We're in a camera dead-zone.

I'm guessing the psycho blond wasn't there
for our free tote-bag promotion.

No, your cover's been blown.

That's the last of it.

You can let go now.

I've got her, Harry.

Oh, thank goodness.
And you're okay, Ms. Shaw?

If by "okay" you mean
"ready to kick some righteous ass."

- I thought Samaritan couldn't see us.
- It can't, but its operatives can.

If I was about to be capped,
shouldn't my number have come up?

Assuming the machine saw the threat, yes.

Fact it didn't suggests
we're not the only ones...

...who've learned how
to operate in the shadows.

Samaritan's agents have as well.

Look on the bright side, Sameen.

I'm pretty sure you just sold
your last tube of luminizer.

Indeed. Ms. Shaw, you and Ms. Groves
have to avoid all cameras...

...and get back here ASAP.
Use the shadow map.

Well, that's gonna be tricky, considering...

...we're in a truck
with no clue where we're heading.

I have your location.

And I'm sending assistance.

So when we get back to the subway,
then what?

- We'll keep you safe.
- No, I mean, what if we get a new number?

Not to worry.

I'm sure Mr. Reese can handle
anything that comes along.

- Reese, have we located our friend?
- I have.

For a wanted fugitive
whose life could be in danger...

...he seems pretty relaxed.

Perhaps he wouldn't be if he knew
how much information Dominic has on him.

Those stolen N.Y.P.D. files contain
every member of Elias' organization...

...his business associates,
and the structure of his operation.

Dominic wants to know his enemy
before making a move on him.

I have more troubling news.

Samaritan's agents
have discovered Ms. Shaw.

What?

- Is she okay?
- Yes.

She's with Ms. Groves.
I told them to come here.

Well, where are they now?

No, the ladies will have to manage
on their own. You need to stay on Elias.

He's proved to be a valuable ally
during these uncertain times...

...and a principal force keeping Dominic
and the Brotherhood in check.

He's the devil we know.

Yes, and whether we like it or not,
we need him.

Looks like he's taking a meeting.

How are you, Bruce?

I recognize that man.

His name is Bruce Moran.

He's an investment adviser and CPA
based out of Brooklyn.

Every mobster needs a money guy.

Should've let me meet you at your place.

You'd have been considerably less visible.

- I enjoy the fresh air.
- Yeah?

Well, don't enjoy it too much.

Your concern is noted, Bruce.

So how we doing? How are the accounts?

Fine, for the most part.

Feds are sniffing around again.

Should I be concerned?

Only if you had somebody
other than me handling it.

Link.

I think we were right
about Dominic's intentions.

- The Brotherhood is tracking Elias too.
- Can't say I'm surprised.

Stay close to him, Mr. Reese.

We're stopping.

Something wrong, officer?

Stay in the cab, please.

Come on, come on.

- Should I ask?
- Really wanna know?

Honestly, no.

- Where are we on the shadow map?
- We're clear to the end of this block. Let's go.

You're all set.

John. Again so soon.

You flatter me, detective.

- It's not a social call, Elias.
- No, of course not.

- Whose guardian angel are you this time?
- Yours.

We believe Dominic and the Brotherhood
are coming for you.

- Really?
- Dominic stole a cache of N.Y.P.D. files...

...on you and your organization,
and his men have been following you.

- So he's studying me.
- Oh, he'll do more than that.

And you should know by now...

...if I say you're in danger, you are.

Oh, I believe you, John.

Nevertheless, I think I'm capable
of handling the young lion.

Like how the old dons
thought they could handle you?

Thanks for the warning, detective.
Give Harold my best.

- How you doing, Ricky?
- Boss.

Guess the young lion's looking to be king.

- They're down here.
- Is there another way out?

If you know me at all, John,
you know there's always another way out.

- I got it.
- You'll need help getting him out of the city.

- Out of the city?
- It isn't safe for you here.

You can't expect me to run.
I do that, I send a message...

...to my people that Dominic has won.

- I won't help you fight some gang war.
- I'm not asking you to.

For as many times as you and Harold
have asked for my assistance...

...a little reciprocation would be nice.
- What do you call me saving your life there?

A good start. Now can we go?

Come in, come in, please.

It's been too long.

- Really good to see you, Elias.
- You too, Gino.

- I hear things are good.
- Not bad.

Got a couple of high-stakes poker games
working, and the bookmaking's rock-steady.

Well, you've always been
a good earner and a good friend.

So, what brings you here?

Sadly, an attempt on my life
by the Brotherhood.

My God, Elias. You okay?

Thanks to the intervention of some friends.

But this action by Dominic,
it requires a response.

Whatever you need.

You know I got your back.

I'm glad to hear you say that, Gino.

You okay? You seem a little distracted.

I'm still just a little in shock
that Dominic would try such a thing.

I'm not.

No, he's ambitious, intelligent. I get it.

I might even see how he could
look like a good bet to some people.

Easy. Everyone relax.

We're just talking.

So he got to you.

He didn't give me any choice.

And you've been out so long,
people have started talking.

- Saying what?
- That you're vulnerable.

Well, if he was able to turn you,
my dear Gino...

...I can only imagine
that he's approached everyone.

Do you know if he's gotten to Bruce?

I don't.

How much time before he gets here?

Probably under a minute.

We're leaving now.

Elias, I was only protecting my business.

We'll be seeing you, Gino.

Hello, my dear. You have news?

- I found Shaw, but she escaped.
- Yes.

I assume with the help of Ms. Groves.

Something else.

When I located Shaw,
Samaritan couldn't see her, like it was blind.

Blind?

That would explain their ability
to avoid detection.

The question is,
how are they accomplishing such a thing?

I found the truck they were hiding in,
but they're gone.

It was pulled over in a dead zone
by a detective.

I'm looking into it.

Keep me apprised.

Finch can't expect Reese
to pick up all the numbers.

He's still got a day job.

- I'm sure Harry will find a solution.
- Well, I already have.

The machine needs
to give me a new identity.

Sorry, Sam, it doesn't work like that.

Why not? I mean, it works like that for you.

You go through identities
like they're Dixie cups.

- But I'm one and done?
- I don't make the rules. She does.

Look, I get that you're frustrated, angry,
and probably a little bit scared.

- Oh, please, I'm not scared.
- Well, maybe you should be.

Because you almost died back there.

And Samaritan's operatives
are just getting smarter and faster.

So while you may not be scared...

...about what could happen to you
the next time, other people are.

People who care for you.

Try to remember that.

We need to keep moving.

I tried to stall him, but he had men with him.

Sounds like one of them is Detective Riley.

Just tell me what he said.

Asking about who you've been talking to,
if you had dealings with Bruce.

- Who's that?
- His accountant.

We got a file on him.

He was over there.

On the boardwalk with Elias.

Tell me about him.

Only met him a couple of times.

Guy's practically a ghost,
but he's tight with Elias.

He handles his money,
advises him on his business.

That's all I know.

Don't worry so much, Gino.

You'll have more territory than you did
under Elias.

- That's not what I'm worried about.
- What, then?

Elias is still out there.

Not for long.

Our boys are all over Brooklyn
looking for him.

Elias will turn up.

Why would Elias be so concerned
about an accountant?

- He's his money guy.
- He's much more than that.

Elias took out the Russians, the dons...

...busted out of prison and went fugitive.

All that, and he stayed on top.

- The man is smart.
- The man had help.

When Elias was inside, he had somebody
pulling strings on the outside.

When he went underground, always had
somebody aboveground handling business.

This accountant.

We find him, and we find Elias.

Nice place.

It's my building. I bought it.

- To become a slumlord?
- To renovate it.

So far, only the penthouse
has been completed.

We need to get you someplace safe.

Lay low. Why stop here?

My accountant has his office here
and I need to pick something up.

Something valuable.

Well, it better be.

It's the Brotherhood. They found us.

Take the rear exit. Go now.

They got the back door covered.

- We need a way out of here.
- What are we waiting for?

- Does that go to a basement exit?
- No, the penthouse.

We'll be cornered there.

Well, it's either be cornered upstairs
or dead down here.

I'm opting for the former.

Come on, John, have some faith.

- I heard gunfire. Are you all right?
- We're okay.

But the Brotherhood has us trapped
in an apartment building.

Perhaps you should call for police backup.

I would, but your chess partner here,
he's a wanted man.

I call it in, he goes back to jail, and we'd be
sending him to Dominic on a platter.

Then I'll alert Detective Fusco.

Hopefully he'll be firepower enough.

- What is it now, glasses?
- Detective, I hope you're not busy.

Why? Need me to rescue
Lucy and Ethel again?

- No, but it's something equally urgent.
- Detective Fusco?

Hang on.

- Yeah, can I help you?
- Charlene Jacobs, DEA.

My office heard about a drug stop you made.
A couple of movers in a truck.

- Yeah, what about it?
- Oh, no.

Wanna tell me why a Homicide detective
is making a drug stop?

The task force I'm in
is authorized to stop trucks...

...as part of a joint sting op with Narcotics.

Sounds unconventional.

Local DEA was notified.

Who's the lead agent over there?

Chambers? He knows all about it.
You work with him, right?

He didn't read you in?

No.

Hmm.

Inter-agency communication at its best.

I'll take care of that right now.

That's okay, detective.

He probably just hasn't
gotten around to it yet.

Thank you for your time.

You bet.

Hey, I was being questioned
about our lady pals.

I know. I was listening and watching you
from the camera on your desk.

I hate when you do that.

Never mind. That woman is not DEA.

Gee, you think? So who is she?

She's an agent of sorts,
and one we should avoid.

- You called earlier. You need something?
- Oh.

Never mind.

Nothing to worry about, detective.

You just carry on
with your normal work routine.

You bet. Speaking of work, you haven't
seen my so-called partner, have you?

John's working a case.

A homicide?

Let's hope not.

All clear. Your accountant's not here.

Just as well given the situation.

- It sure beats the hell out of the lobby.
- Thanks. I designed it myself.

Elias, we don't need money.
We need a way out.

Yes, and what have I told you?

"Always another way out."

A holdover from the previous owners.

I kept it for an occasion such as this.

- We need to go now.
- Not yet.

Forget it, there's no time. Elias.

- Move. Now.
- John, no, wait.

Move, move!

Come on.

Go.

- Anthony.
- No, you stay here.

Too dangerous. Keep moving.

Samaritan operatives.

Any status updates, Ms. Shaw?

Yeah, one.

- We're still breathing.
- The sooner you get here, the better.

The operative that you encountered
just questioned Detective Fusco.

He may have thrown her
off your scent for now.

Attaboy, Lionel.

I'll be in touch when I can.

But for the moment,
I need to assist Mr. Reese.

Assist how? You mean, with a number?

That's none of your concern, Ms. Shaw.

Well, is John in some kind of trouble?
I mean, who's the number?

Harold?

Carl Elias.

John's running with the mob?
I'm there. Where is he?

I'm sorry, that's out of the question.

- Harold.
- Goodbye, Ms. Shaw.

- What does he think he's doing?
- Trying to protect you.

I don't need protection, okay?
I do the protecting.

Now, do you know where John is?

Sameen, we already have a mission.

That means yes. Tell me. Tell me. Root.

Please.

Cute, but...

If you don't tell me where John is right now,
I'm not going any further.

Samaritan's goons can just come
and blast us into the next dimension.

Fine, but we'll use the shadow map
to get there.

And as soon as we help John,
you promise to go underground.

Deal.

Get that one.

You take that room.

They're cutting us off.

This way.

Homey.

Anything but.

Dominic will have his men
going floor by floor.

We can't stay hidden forever.

And we can't blast our way out of here.
We're gonna need an escape route.

Elias, I could use your help here.

They shot Anthony.

Dominic wanted my attention.
Well, now he has it.

Elias.

Looks like you left in a hurry.

Left some things behind.

Is Anthony alive?

For the moment.

- What do you want?
- You should know.

You wanted all the same things once.

And you got it when you took out the dons.

Well, now you wanna do
the same thing to me?

It's the natural order of things.

The old makes way for the new.

It's my time now.

You called me for a reason. What is it?

I'll show you the respect
of talking to you straight.

We both know how this ends for you.

But if you give yourself up, your man...

...and Detective Riley can walk out of here.

- Deal seems pretty one-sided.
- Only one you're gonna get.

You can take it or no one leaves here alive.

You still got some power, Elias.

Question is...

...what are you gonna do with it?

It's all clear. Let's go.

- You can't give yourself up. He'll kill you.
- I suspect he will.

But there's a chance he'll
let you and Anthony go.

And a better chance he kills us all.

Dominic's smart. He won't kill a detective
if he doesn't have to.

And Anthony, Anthony saved my life
more than a few times over the years.

What kind of man would I be
if I didn't try and return the favor?

A live one.
Now, I'm gonna get you out of here.

And once I do, I'll come back for Anthony.

You are nothing if not magnanimous,
John, but I'm afraid...

There's nothing to discuss here.

We tried it your way.
Now we're doing it mine.

Dominic won't kill Anthony
unless he has you.

And I'm not gonna let that happen.

Do you remember the last time
you handed me a firearm?

You aimed it at my head.

Don't make me regret it again.

How much money you think is in there?

We're not looking for money, Link.

Guy like Elias knows there's more
to playing the game than just money.

There's the game within the game.

To play that, you need influence, power.

- Leverage.
- And not the kind you buy.

The kind you build.

Takes information.

Secrets.

Elias knew we were coming for him,
but he came here anyway. Why?

Because of this.

You wanna run the streets?

Hearts and minds.

You wanna run the whole city?

It's gonna take more than just money.

And I'm tired of waiting for it.

What's the combination?

I told you, I don't know it.

Elias hasn't called back.

He's left you here to die.

But not die alone. Die with me.

You're Italian, right?

Your ancestors were Romans.

You know what the Romans did
when they marched in our country?

They gave the king a choice.

Join or die.

Those who joined,
they flourished with the empire.

Those that didn't...

Either way, the Romans took the country.

This isn't just about Elias.

This is about a regime change.

I can give you your own crew.

Your own territory.

You can flourish.

Are you smart enough
to understand what I'm saying?

Guess not.

What's that smell?

Decades of rot beneath the floorboard
combined with a broken ventilation system.

Previous owners never put any money
into this place.

And you said, "I gotta have it."

I saw an opportunity.

Take a blight on the neighborhood and give it
a new purpose. Create a legacy of sorts.

Come on.

Over here.

- You okay?
- Fine.

Just don't like this room.

- Finch, what's the story with Fusco?
- The detective is unavailable.

I'm down the street. What's your situation?

We're on the third floor here.
Need to know which exit we should try for.

I'm using the penthouse's Wi-Fi network
as a sort of passive radar system...

...to image the building floor by floor.

I'm afraid none of the exits
look very promising.

Just give me your best bad option, then.

The southeast side of the building.

It's furthest from the street,
and in all likelihood, least guarded.

We're heading that way now.

I'll meet you there.

I'm done waiting on Elias.

His man's gotta know something.

Squeeze him hard enough, he'll leak.

You looking to get your licks in too?

No need.

I think Dominic's wrong about you.

You don't know the combination.
If you did, you'd put a stop to all this.

You're his right-hand man, yeah?

Yeah, something like that.

It's not easy.

Being number two.

You better take Dominic's offer
before it's too late.

Could be your own man,
have your own crew.

I already got a crew.

And a boss I'd lay down my life for.

You really ready to do that?

It's a question you'd better ask yourself.

Because someday...

...you might find yourself sitting in a chair
that looks a hell of a lot like this one.

John, I appreciate the risk
you're taking for me and Anthony.

Anthony. I always
just thought of him as Scarface.

We go way back.

- Prison?
- Close. Group home.

Anthony transferred in from juvie...

...where he served the better part
of his childhood for killing his father.

That's how he got his scar.

He got fed up with the old man
beating on his mom...

...and stepped in one night, slit his throat.

So you can imagine, we hit it right off.

Suppose it was inevitable
this day would come.

It's coming for us all.

You ever wonder how much
you're willing to take?

How much further you can go?

Sometimes.

But right now I just wanna
get as far as the exit.

No cameras.

Remember our deal.
We do this, and then straight to the subway.

Yeah, yeah, you're killing the mood.

Are you sure this is the place?

Sorry, sweetie,
you didn't leave me any choice.

I will end you.

You can end me all you want.

Right after your nap.

- Finch, we're at the southeast exit.
- The guards will return shortly.

Hurry, Mr. Reese.

Come on. Let's go.

John, I'm so sorry.

- Damn it, Elias.
- I'd prefer not to shoot you, John.

- We had a plan.
- Two plans, actually.

Yours, where you save my life.

And mine, where I save yours.

Can't let you back in there.

Not even you can survive
a building full of guns.

Though I know you'd try.

You really think Dominic's
gonna let Anthony go?

We'll find out soon enough.

- Yes?
- Mr. Elias, please.

- You can't just give yourself up.
- Harold.

Your persistence is commendable.

I understand your wanting
to save your friend...

...but you must know that there's more
hanging in the balance here than just his life.

Perhaps, but his is the one that I care about.

There's no denying that your presence
in this city has brought order to the chaos.

Without you, men like Dominic will thrive...

...and violence can claim many more lives.

The world is a violent place, Harold.
Always will be.

Best we can hope to do while we're here
is protect those closest to us.

Goodbye, Harold.

- I'm back in, headed for the penthouse.
- Wait, I see people moving around...

...in a large room at the west end
of the third floor. It could be Elias.

Have to say,
I respect you for turning yourself over.

Running doesn't suit men like us.

Neither does breaking your word. You have
what you want. Now let Anthony go.

Just one more thing.

Gonna need the code to the vault.

Oh, that wasn't part of the deal.

Deal's been amended.

Standard rider.

To the victor goes the spoils.

Is Anthony even still alive?

- Hey.
- Put him on.

Boss.

How you doing, Anthony?

I've seen worse.

They want inside the vault.

Yeah, and I want them to release you.

Boss, I think we should just
give him the code.

No, I want them to let you go first.

I don't think that's gonna happen.

Please, boss.

I just want it to be done.

Okay, Anthony.

That's enough.

You've gone far enough.

One...

...zero...

...three...

...zero...

...seven...

...four.

Mr. Reese.

There's something curious about that vault.

- I gotta give you credit.
- Oh?

You studied your enemy,
you infiltrated my organization...

...you identified my weakness
and you exploited it.

Sun Tzu would be impressed.

Wait.

Oh, my...

But I've learned something over the years.

While it's important
to know your enemy's weakness...

...it's just as important to know your own.

Do you know yours, Dominic?

Hubris.

- Dominic, what's up?
- The code.

- Tell him to stop.
- Hold up.

As the Romans said, morior invictus.

Get out!

You think that changes anything?

I still won.

Then why aren't you smiling?

Elias, go!

How much did Root give her?

Enough to stop a bull, apparently.

She's gonna be madder than one
when she comes to.

I'm afraid we had no choice.

Miss Shaw's cover is blown.

Our survival now depends on her seclusion.

- So how do we proceed now, Harold?
- With extreme caution, Mr. Reese.

The events of the past few days have made
our world more dangerous than ever before.

Perhaps we should let her sleep.

Samaritan ran a diagnostic on itself,
no flaws were detected.

I don't understand.
How could it have missed her? Any of them?

I believe the machine is blinding Samaritan...

...by blocking all the relevant data
on Mr. Finch and his associates.

- How can we fix that?
- Human intelligence.

You, Martine, must now be Samaritan's eyes.

So I'm expanding your capabilities.

Happy hunting.

Looks like Elias picked up stakes.

Could be on the run.

I'm not worried about Elias.

We lost a lot of good soldiers
up in that building.

- Not sure if we got something to show for it.
- We can always find more soldiers.

Maybe I'm missing something.

Elias didn't just have people
working for him.

He had people protecting him.

Detective Riley,
bitch who pulled me out of the ambulance...

...and whoever's bank-rolling this.

They're not law enforcement, not criminals.

They're something else.

I need to figure it out.

But it's like I told you.

There's always a game within the game.

Hmm.

I heard about Anthony.

I saved this.

- We look so young.
- Now, that's a real brotherhood.

Lucky to get out.

I'm surprised we made it this far.

Tell me, Bruce.

How are the accounts for real?

Principal assets offshore. Untouchable.

Sometimes I wish we were too.

You'll need to arrange for a new office.

Someplace nice this time.

And we won't meet like this again.

I lost one friend, I don't wanna lose another.

Speaking of friends,
we need to catch up with some old ones.

I made a list.

Everybody that flipped.

Good.

Let's start with Gino.

- Yes?
- Hello, Harold.

I never got a chance to thank you
and John for saving me.

You're welcome.

I hope you understand
why I didn't tell you about the bomb.

You were playing the rope-a-dope
on Dominic.

- You drew him in.
- The building was a fail-safe.

In the inevitable event
one of my enemies would move on me.

I looked into its history.
It used to be a group home.

The Wayland home for boys.
Maybe you've heard of it.

I always hated that place.

And that room you didn't like?

Where bad behavior was corrected.

I'm sorry we couldn't save Anthony.

Anthony died protecting me.

It's up to me now to make sure
that his sacrifice wasn't in vain.

What will you do?

You told me you wouldn't
help me fight a war, John.

Sometimes a war comes to you.

When it does,
you can either fight or be vanquished.

I'm gonna see that Dominic
answers for Anthony.

And when that day comes, you and Harold
would be wise to stay out of my way.

Invictus maneo.