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ELLIS: Previously on The Beast.

BARKER: It's a good deal. MAN: Wrong, Nico. Put the gun down!

(GUN FIRES)

ELLIS: You shot me.

BARKER: I shot you in the vest, son,

to keep you from getting killed.

He said he handpicked me.

Honestly, I don't have the first damn clue why.

(GRUNTING)

I'm having the proverbial day from hell, right?

And the only thing that's gotten me this far

is the thought of seeing you.

When you work for who we work for and do what we do,

you'll find that there are things in life that you have to protect.

BARKER: That's a defense intelligence blade drive.

It's the absolute bible of all foreign operations.

It's what people die for. Who can you trust?

You can trust your damn case file, and you can trust me.

Where is the blade drive?

Ellis, calm down. It's not what you think.

Charles Barker.

We fear Barker's strayed. We're concerned how far.

That's bullshit.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

See, I got a job. I'm Barker's partner.

So, that paper's from the suburbs. You planning on moving?

My wife has dreams.

How about you? Me? I like where we're at.

I sit on my porch with the paper every morning.

This jogger runs south on Sedgewick

wearing nothing but his tennis sneakers,

his business flying all over the place.

The neighborhood calls him the "Sedgewick Streaker."

Not very likely to find yourself

a "Sedgewick Streaker" in Highland Park.

A big drug shipment is coming to town.

DEA swung and missed and now it's our problem.

What's the intel? It's imminent.

Big cargo. Nine-figure take.

All we know, the seller keeps a low profile,

uses our fair city

as a gateway to the rest of the Midwest.

So, with that much product

the chances are that the seller's going to be looking

to unload to a buyer here.

Got any ideas? That was an idea.

Got any more?

SALDANO: You miss me?

I caught you and put you here. No, I don't miss you.

So, there's a big shipment coming in

and I need to know who the buyer is.

There is payment for these services?

You get the US Attorney to offer me a deal?

(LAUGHS) A transfer to something medium-security?

Nope.

You didn't drive all the way out here empty-handed.

Actually, you're gonna pay me.

And if you don't,

I cannot guarantee the safety of this address.

The Witness Protection Program is my bitch.

Jimmy Casserly is the buyer.

RAY: You like spy novels.

I can't get enough of them myself.

What? Does everyone have a key to my apartment?

Your eye, it's all better now.

My name is Raymond. I don't care, Raymond.

If you want to leave through the front door I suggest you do it now.

Do you really think if I leave now it will all just go away?

There's a job the Bureau wants you to do.

I'm not interested.

Not interested in what? The job or the truth?

My loyalty is to Barker.

You know, I thought I made myself pretty damn clear

on the train to you and your friend.

What happened to her, anyway, your iceberg girlfriend?

She didn't get you to take the gig.

That's what happened to her.

I guess you'll be joining her 'cause you didn't either.

Oh, I will.

I'm here for the long haul.

Do me a favor.

Lock the door on your way out.

Oh, by the way,

I'd password-protect my computer if I were you.

You're late. Moe.

I didn't know they served breakfast here.

They don't.

Hey, Moe, could I grab a cup...

Moe, give us a few minutes?

So, you ever heard of Jimmy Casserly?

It's another test?

Not if you know the answer.

He's a heavyweight buyer. Cocaine, ecstasy.

He gets the stuff wholesale and lets it trickle down to the mid-level dealers.

And he happens to be on the receiving end of a big-ass shipment coming in.

So, we pick him up

and show him the alternative to not cooperating with the FBI.

Wrong. Our only way into this drug deal is Casserly.

So, if we put pressure on him in any way

he's going to see us as the law and run.

Then we're out on the seller

and we're out on the drug shipment. And that is lose-lose.

We're going to partner up with Jimmy.

We convince him that we're indispensable for moving his coke around,

which puts us on the inside of the deal. Win-win.

Right.

On the other hand, Jimmy may pass on the offer.

No businessman worth his salt ever passes on a better deal.

I got a snitch that will lead us to him.

So go get the car and hurry up.

I'm not your valet, you know. Okay.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

MAN: The hell do you want? You know what I want.

You want the 411, you got to pay the man.

KELLY: You tell them, baby. Shut your mouth!

You're the law. You ain't gonna use that gun.

(MAN GROANING) You're right.

Every time you come here, you beat the shit out of him.

I did not touch him.

You broke my nose! Try some frozen peas.

Don't know what I ever saw in that guy.

Well, you don't leave, so there must be something working.

He could be gentle.

He's just pissed off at how toxic the shit in the street is these days.

So, I'm looking for Jimmy Casserly.

Chicago PD picked him up at 5:00.

Yeah? How do you know that?

Who's this?

My new boy.

I know 'cause me and my girlfriends were with him, pretty.

And because you wanted to be near Jimmy when the shipment came in, huh?

Everybody wants to be around Jimmy now. Chicago PD, too.

Look at it this way, you're Chicago PD

and a big shipment is due, heading for Jimmy.

Now you don't know when it's coming in or where.

So, logical question,

why would you pick him up before it gets here?

The safest bet with CPD is laziness.

Yeah, Conrad. So, guess what?

Jimmy Casserly's the buyer and CPD picked him up.

I need you to get him out.

Press a button. Call a US Attorney.

I don't care. I just need him on the street.

Where we going now?

You are going to go get me some coffee. Black. No sugar.

WAITRESS: Right. Coffee. Black with six sugars.

Sweet. Thank you very much.

Rose.

Everybody, this is Ellis. Ellis, this is everybody.

Ellis is a... What do you do, Ellis?

I'm a consultant.

He is a consultant.

All right, I have Peters v. Bowman 1. Who has P. v. B. 2?

(CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

Are you familiar with Peters v. Bowman, Ellis?

It's the case that established the idea of "attractive nuisance."

Anybody need anything?

WOMAN: No, thanks. MAN: No, I'm good.

I should have called. You know, I was thinking the same thing.

You should have called. You know, work has been busy...

You're busy. I'm busy. We're all busy.

Why don't you just let me take you out for a drink sometime?

Sure looks like you can use one.

Is this funny to you? 'Cause I'm pissed.

How pissed?

Your coffee, sir.

So, what's the word?

Conrad says there is no button to press.

There is no Jimmy Casserly in custody.

No Jimmy?

Not according to the CPD's arrest report.

Your snitch lied to you.

(EXHALES)

You want me to call the Bureau coroner?

No. That is a mess I'm not interested in.

You know, in all this time, not once did she ever say, "Get me out of this hell."

Not once.

You got to respect that kind of clarity.

And she was not lying about Casserly. The cops did take him.

(POLICE SIREN WAILING) There's no arrest record.

Which is why I need you to get a look at her police jacket.

She said that when Jimmy was taken she was with "her girlfriends."

So, whoever they are, they could verify her story.

Okay. Huh.

And do not go through the Chicago Police.

You start asking too many questions they'll start to flag

why we're after Jimmy.

Find another way.

What do you want to do about Kelly?

I'll take care of her.

(EXPLODING)

TODD: So, are you doing cool shit? Thank you.

VCMO, man. That's where it's at.

(CHUCKLING) God, I wish I was you. Thanks.

(GROANS) You sure?

Look at the legs on that one. Mmm.

You get a lot of skirt?

You know, ever since I joined the Bureau,

I sit in an office with no windows watching internet porn

while you're out here catching ass like head lice.

Todd, look, I need you to do me a favor.

I need some records from the Chicago PD.

Now, this cannot come back to me or my case.

Do you understand?

I need an arrest record for one Kelly Hearns.

What you're asking me to do is an act of gross misconduct

subject to censure and/or dismissal.

I'm in. Thank you, man.

But you have to do me a favor in return, okay?

You got to set me up with a girl. All right? She doesn't have to be a 10.

Let's say an 8. An 8?

You see a lot of 8s walking around? That's the point.

I'll do it for you, all right.

But I need one more thing.

Surveillance tapes from the Chicago Field Office evidence room.

This Kelly Hearns's police file and a security camera video,

they from the same case?

No. They're not.

She better be an 8. You betcha.

You know you took me away from one hell of a sandwich, right?

(SIGHS)

You drove a stiff into the FBI parking garage?

See to it that she gets a proper burial.

But who... Who is she?

Just get her a proper burial, will you? And send me the bill.

I told my wife I'd pick up my daughter after soccer.

Look, you want me to make this case or not?

Now, pop your trunk. I'll give you a hand.

(GROANS)

No.

(MUSIC BLARING)

Yeah? What did you send me?

I sent you what you asked for. The surveillance video tape.

It cuts out. It's missing like a minute-twenty.

What do you want me to tell you, man? That's what was there.

ELLIS: Somebody got to the tape.

You texted her.

Actually, we texted her.

Rose, right?

Said something like, "I'm running a half-hour late.

"Been thinking about you."

We're nice and sweet.

You hacked into my phone.

A case came across my desk

from the guy who runs the evidence cage, Field Office.

Complaint.

He says at 6:00 a.m. you broke into the cage.

He described you as "emotional and irrational."

You asked about Barker,

searched the shelves for something, took nothing and left.

Now the time you reportedly arrived tells me a lot.

Tells me you went there right after you left us on the train.

What were you looking for, Ellis?

I left my wallet there.

Popcorn.

A movie.

So romantic. That's what we have on Barker.

Not enough to make a case against him.

If it were, we wouldn't need you.

But it'll make you wonder.

Now you have two choices.

One of them, you give that disk to Barker.

She's pretty.

A bit high-maintenance for this place.

She's none of your business.

Take a look at the disk, Ellis.

Hey. Hi.

Are you early or am I late? Yes.

Can I buy you a drink? Yeah. You can buy me several.

I need you, your family and your father to vouch for me.

Did you know that they don't give you nail-clippers here?

Ever since Alcatraz

the brain trust fears you're going to chisel your way out.

So when they reach a mandated length they cut them for you.

You want a set of clippers, I'll get you a...

I want some goddamned respect!

You want something,

I want something.

I'll make a call to see if I can get you

transferred out of this zoo and to some

fed country club. No promises.

No promises?

I'm gonna tell you what my father would tell you.

"I'd sooner cut off my hands than vouch for that piece of shit."

Guard!

So, where are you from?

Missouri.

That's where I went to high school. Hold up.

Now, loosen your fingers just before you shoot.

I know how to play pool.

Okay.

Are your parents still in Missouri?

No parents.

So you were hatched.

(SIGHS)

My mom died when I was five.

Then my dad, he went out for a pack of cigarettes.

It's tough.

I only wish he'd started smoking sooner.

It all kind of sounds like a country-western song.

You know that joke?

What happens when you play a country song backwards?

You get your wife back, you get your truck back,

you get your job back and then your dog comes home.

I hadn't heard that one, but it's funny, though.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Oh. You know, I'm sorry. I got to go.

I got another study group.

One of us is always leaving.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Kelly's girlfriends, you got any names?

Yeah. There's one girl that comes up every time Kelly's busted.

A Lucy Platko. She's a stripper at the Platinum Cats.

You been there? I've been to strip clubs.

Have you been there?

No. Perfect.

I'm an alcoholic and I feel safest

with those who understand the meaning of that.

I feel like...

You're kidding me.

How did you find me?

You only turn your phone off when you go to AA meetings.

That's right. I do.

I'm respectful of what goes on in there.

I need to transfer Joe Saldano Jr. out of super max.

You sent him downstate yourself

and now you want to move him to a country club?

I got to have somebody vouch for me on this drug deal.

Only the father can do that.

Moving Junior's the way I get it.

Well, what do you want from me?

I need you to talk to the Department of Justice.

They won't do it. Junior was the family gun.

He's got contract kills to his name.

DOJ thinks he should've fried.

I'd make the call if I didn't know what the answer was going to be.

Fine.

What are you going to do now?

I'll improvise.

BARKER: You remember what she looks like, right?

ELLIS: Yeah. I saw the file. She's hard to forget.

Never send a boy to do a man's job.

Yeah, right.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

My name's Lace. You want some company?

What's up, Lace? Busy tonight?

Not too busy for you.

You're a player, huh?

I got to dance for you, baby?

I'm actually looking for...

To order off the menu tonight.

"Order off the menu."

What gets you off?

You, Lace, and more of you.

What's your name?

What's my name?

John, John Smith. Aren't we all, right?

I'm John Smith and I got 2.3 kids

and a wife that doesn't get me.

I'm here for a smartphone convention.

And you're Lucy. You love to dance.

I mean, what's the difference?

What'd you say?

I said you love to dance. You called me Lucy.

Shit.

Who's Lucy? Never told you my name was Lucy.

Hey. You a cop?

Cop? What are you talking about? Get off it!

Every day, the last two weeks,

every cop in the district's coming around looking for Jimmy Casserly.

Same as you, right? Jimmy who? Just keep it down.

Shut up.

Didn't they send you the memo that they got him last night?

Oh, and give my father a message.

Tell him to leave me the hell alone about Jimmy.

Son of a...

I know, I messed up. All right?

The Lucy thing, it just slipped out.

Too damn worried about impressing me

and not focused on the job.

Who's her daddy? What?

She said, "Tell my father." So, who's her daddy?

Morning.

Can I help you?

You getting out of town?

My wife and I have our eyes on a cabin up the lake.

If you're interested in this house I could give you a tour.

I'm not here for your house.

I'm looking for Jimmy Casserly.

Don't know a Jimmy Casserly. Does he live around here?

No. This Jimmy Casserly,

he wouldn't spend much time here.

He doesn't like cops.

What are you, a Fed?

I'll take that as a yes.

Lieutenant Platko,

you may not know Jimmy, but your daughter does.

I don't have a daughter.

That's not what Lucy says.

You went to see Lucy?

I wanted her to help me find Jimmy. She wouldn't.

I was hoping you would.

Look, I know how you feel, but I don't have the time...

You know how I feel? What do you know about how I feel?

You know what Casserly did to my baby girl?

He took her and I could never get her back.

I can never get my girl back.

If you'll excuse me, I've got to clean up.

Platko. If you help us maybe you'll get a shot at this guy.

No. 6:00 today my gun and badge go down.

CPD forced retirement.

So?

So, he told me he wiffed on ever getting Casserly.

You think he lied to you?

No, I think he's telling the truth.

He spent years trying to build a case and never got him.

At 5:00 a.m. yesterday the cops got him.

At 5:00 a.m. yesterday

Platko decided he was not interested in building a case anymore.

It's personal.

This is about Lucy, huh?

What it's not about is our drug shipment.

Understand this, as long as Casserly's away

there's no chance this deal will go down.

Let's go.

Put this on. Whatever you do, do not let them draw.

Special day. Special day, LT.

Platko. How you doing, Casserly?

What are you doing? You're a goddamn cop.

Not as of 11 minutes ago.

Now I'm just Lucy's father.

Put him in my car.

ELLIS: Down on the ground! What the hell?

Get down! BARKER: Get down!

Do not move.

What's up, Jimmy?

Here. Take this.

(WHOOPING)

Who the hell are you? We're your new partners.

We're going to handle your product distribution from Denver to Minneapolis.

Minneapolis! That's Saldano territory. Not anymore.

You could be Gotti for all I care.

I ain't cutting you into this deal.

Son of a...

We just saved your ass.

We hijacked you from the Chicago PD

and this is the thanks we get?

Sixty-forty split is the least you can do. No, thanks.

Sixty-forty or I hand you back to some really pissed off cops.

No! No way!

(GUN FIRES)

Okay. Okay. Deal. Sixty-forty split. Just get out of here!

Come on, let's go, drive!

Now what? Now what? We wait, you freak.

Shipment rolls to us.

I gotta take a piss.

How'd you find me? What's the difference?

You should just feel lucky I found you.

The location is 100 yards south of the Pine Street bridge.

The factory road.

Have our men sit tight.

You protecting someone?

I found you through a skank named Lucy.

Lucy's no skank.

Well, I call them like I see them. No.

She was 14 when she came to me.

Nice kid. Pretty. Clean.

She got hooked on the junk so fast

she wanted me to put her out on the street.

I had no choice.

So, it was the junk that made her a whore,

you had nothing to do with it?

(CHUCKLING) Or, the whore was always in her

and the junk just helped bring it out.

Yeah, maybe.

So, you pull the car around the back.

You get out.

And, Jimbo, we'll have two guns on you

so you so much as twitch, I will drill you in the back.

Casserly! Look at me, Casserly!

Son of a...

Look at me!

You dragged my little girl down into your world of filth

and twisted her into believing that she didn't have a home.

She had a home.

Please don't do this.

Now I'm going to send you back

to that rat hole you crawled out of.

Are you scared?

Good. BARKER: Don't do it.

(FIRING)

It's over now.

Lock him in the car.

I'd do it again.

(TRUCK HORN HONKING)

Here they come.

How are we gonna explain this?

Shoot me. What?

Shoot me.

Come on, shoot me! I ain't going to shoot you, no!

(GROANING) For God...

Sure hope you have a plan.

So, what happened here?

We had a slight disagreement,

but everything's worked out now.

The prick tried to kill us.

And you are? Jimmy's partners.

Jimmy doesn't have partners.

He does now.

No Jimmy, no party.

(MACHINE GUN FIRING) Now, look...

Whoa!

Look, what's done is done.

We handle the distribution for Saldano now.

You call him. The old man will vouch for us.

Listen, Jimmy Casserly was shorting Saldano on the deal.

Jimmy didn't want to cut Saldano in, so we cut him out.

Call him.

Call him.

Don't tell me what to do.

All right.

(DIALING)

Hello.

Who is this? SALDANO: Who is this?

This is Joe Saldano, you jackass. It's 3:00 in the morning.

What are you calling me for?

You're a dead man! You hear me? You're a dead...

(DISCONNECTS CALL)

Okay. Okay.

Hey, you. Pretty boy.

Come haul your goodies away.

And you, my friend,

I'm going to tell you just like I told Jimmy

when I got in business with him.

"I am not a man to be trifled with."

I can see that.

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

(GRUNTS)

If by "trifled with" you mean "screwed,"

consider yourself "trifled."

What do you want to do with him?

It's over, right?

How'd you find us?

I've been a copper for 36 years.

You think I can't find anybody I want?

You know how many dirtbags I put away on my watch?

Book them and burn them and never gave two shits.

But this one guy that screwed up my little girl.

Him, I couldn't lay a hand on.

Think on that.

My guys knew

what it felt like leaving the job while that bastard was still on the street.

So, they made him a present to me.

I figured I'd shoot him up on drugs like he did my baby.

Stick some bad, crap junk in his arm

so he'd die slow.

Same way she's dying slow.

That was the plan. Didn't want to just blow him away.

But,

this feels okay.

Plan B works, too.

Cut him loose.

He just shot someone in front of us.

Jimmy got killed in the crossfire. Cut him loose.

You want him cut loose, cut him loose yourself.

Go. Right now. Go.

I saw the same shit you did, Barker.

Guy trying to get right by his daughter,

but is it really our call?

I am not going to sit here and teach you

the difference between right and wrong.

Bottom line, you don't make it your call,

you wake up 20 years from now

wondering why you did any of it and your life is nothing but a big joke.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Hey. Hey.

How's your shoulder? Hurts.

Come on in. You want a beer?

Yeah. A beer would be great.

(EXHALES)

I love what you've done with the place.

BARKER: I like to have a couple of different places I call home.

Gives me options. Here.

No beer, milk.

Hey, the DIAC blade drive?

That's... Isn't that evidence?

It was evidence. Now it's a bookend.

I need it to ensure the safety of an informant.

And, believe me, it is better off with me

than in that evidence room. Okay?

Okay.

So, what was so important?

I met a girl.

Uh, that's happened to you, right?

You meet a woman, you ask yourself...

The bra clasp is usually in the back. Press in, push forward.

Very funny.

Look, you look really busy so I should just go.

Thanks for the advice.

So what? Is it killing you to lie to her?

Get rid of her.

No excess baggage. Nothing you can't leave behind.

See you tomorrow, right? Yep.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)