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[Bob Lee] Previously on Shooter...

[Alexi whistles]

This man is under my protection.

I am Alexander Prosovich. You may call me Alex.

[Bob Lee] Let's raise our glasses.

To Kurt Zehnder and all the men fallen of the 8-1-1-3.

[Zehnder] I say we bug out before this goes sideways,

I am not defending Pablo Escobar's summer home.

You'll defend what I tell you to defend, is that clear?

[Isaac] We burned 100 million dollars worth of CIA dope.

You don't think there's gonna be some blowback?

This is Dr. Wydra. Just in from East Timor.

Glad to be here.

Ambush!

[explosion]

[grunting]

You killed her.

[Wydra] Give me the badge.

I ain't done with you, doc. We're gonna get to the bottom of it.

Meachum was skimming off the top to run rogue black ops.

No telling how many hands were in that pot.

[Nadine] I finally met with Denning. That reporter I told you about.

His source was Kurt Zehnder.

[Nadine] Apparently, everything he brought him checked out.

All that was left was the transfer of a file

he swore would corroborate everything.

I did some digging and he's got a storage facility under a false name.

I'm gonna go check it out.

I met a guy in prison last year,

Alexi Prosovich, he's Russian mafia, dialed in.

Maybe he knows something.

If your face was exposed,

after everything we've done, the CIA is gonna go into damage control.

Which is why I'm trying to clean it up.

-[gunshots] -[man grunting]

[gunshot]

[grunting]

-[gunshot] -[both grunting]

[Solotov groaning in pain]

Never should've burned that heroin.

Change of plans.

I'll be staying a little longer.

[rock music playing]

[guns cocking]

[Zehnder] Captain Johnson won't discuss it.

Discuss what?

Donny's report.

So we're just gonna pretend like none of it even happened.

Welcome to Denny's, we serve eggs.

-Can I give you a piece of advice? -Do I have a choice?

Keep the original report you wrote, man.

'Cause you know what, you never know.

Jesus! Zehnder, take a play off, man. There's no there there.

Zehnder, buddy, best thing we can do is put that mission behind us.

-On to the next one. -Disagree.

That heroin was stamped. That means someone owned it.

Do you have any idea how hard it is to transport that much Horse?

Horse? What, are you Scarface now?

You know what, whatever, man, okay, this whole situation stinks.

All right? Do we even know who ordered us to hit the mullah?

Do we even know who Johnson told about the wife's transport?

Yeah, somebody's shutting people up.

Hey, Z, I don't disagree with you,

but ours is not to reason why...

Ours is just to do or die.

[music continues]

What are you doing?

Taking out the trash.

[birds chirping]

[wings fluttering]

[in Chechen] You know who I am?

[in Chechen] We were told to meet you here.

[in Chechen] Say my name.

[in Chechen] Say it.

Solotov.

Say it on the radio.

Why?

Then the Americans will know you are here?

[indistinct chattering]

[Isaac] Whoa, whoa, whoa, boys.

Stand down, I got i-comm chatter about a sniper.

So what? They're probably just talking about Bob Lee.

[Isaac] Negative. He's here for Bob Lee.

It's tied to a new bounty. Up to 800K USD.

Captain, some dust mop out there with his Dragunov

shouldn't be keeping us on the bench.

I sound like I'm giving you a choice, Fenn?

Stand down until further notice, all right?

Phantom sniper, really?

It's got to be something, he's not easily spooked.

It's gotta suck to be the best, huh?

That's why my strategy is not to be as good as you.

Not much worry there.

[Fenn] Uh-oh.

[Sergeant] Hey, Captain.

What you got for me, Sergeant?

I think I got the name of the sniper.

[man on radio] Solotov...

Solotov.

[ominous music playing]

[engine starting]

[theme music playing]

You and Mary could take a little road trip.

-No, Bob Lee. -Just a couple of weeks.

No. Okay? I'm not gonna make Mary be on the run again.

We can't do that to her.

Well, tell her it's a little vacation. She'll love it. To Chicago.

Why Chicago?

It's far away, it's a big city,

-it's crowded... -Strategic.

Baby, I can't do what I need to do if I'm worried about you guys.

You're the one who always says we're most exposed on the move, right?

I mean, last time they found us in the middle of nowhere,

in a cabin.

-This is not last time. -They found us in the motel.

You're damn right, it's not.

Mary and I are gonna stay here. This is our home.

Look, if worst comes to worst, we have a panic room and we have a gun safe,

we have you.

Fine.

I'll be back from Seattle tonight,

I'll talk to Sheriff Brown about maybe adding a patrol,

work out a signal in case something goes wrong.

Um, I didn't get to say before,

I'm really sorry about Lin.

Thanks.

You really think Zehnder stashed something in that unit?

He swore to Denning he had some kind of evidence.

And the unit was rented under an alias.

Worth checking out at least.

Zehnder. [smirking]

He was a good one.

He was a smart ass, but he was a solid marine.

[sighing] I'll tread lightly.

You really don't think your warrant set off any alarm bells?

Oh, that's right.

You're Gregson's girl now.

Bet it feels good to be above the law.

Said the guy with no past.

[Bob Lee] All right, let's do this.

You sure he's gonna be well enough to talk to you?

He has to be. It's our only lead.

All right, I'll call you if I find anything interesting.

-All right. -Good luck with the Russian mafia.

Maybe he'll offer you a job.

It's just a whole lot of nothing.

-He probably knows we're watching. -Who the hell is this guy?

I ran his name, he's got a mean reputation.

He's Chechen, fought with the Separatists.

He got so good at killing, the Russians called him Prizrak: The Ghost.

His kill count is over 400.

Intel ran dry around 2009.

The Russians wanted him so bad they gassed a whole village,

killed hundreds, mostly civilians.

And they never found his body.

Well, if it's up to me, they're gonna find it here.

That ain't happening. You're his target.

Can't have you going outside the wire until we neutralize this guy.

[ominous music playing]

[wind hissing]

[birds chirping]

[rapid beeping]

[beeping continues]

[newscaster on TV] Today's headlines, authorities are still investigating

an explosion at a trailer park off Route 3.

[imitating the newscaster] Authorities are still...

investigating... ...gatin'... investigating

an explosion at a trailer park off...

Route 3.

Temperatures are going to be in the triple digits.

Temperatures are going to be in triple digits, breaking records tomorrow.

[whirring]

What's your name?

I'm Travis.

My name is Travis, it's nice to meet you. Nice to...

Nice... Nice, nice, nice to meet you.

I am from West Virginia.

[gun cocking]

[grunting]

[cell phone chiming]

[Memphis coughing]

[wooden floor creaking]

[ominous music playing]

[Memphis grunting]

[both grunting]

[man groaning]

[Memphis panting]

Zehnder?

Hey. Hey, don't touch those!

Who are you?

Show me some ID. Get me the hell out of these cuffs.

You assaulted a federal agent.

You broke into private property.

That's okay. It's cool.

Keep leaving your prints all over my shit. It'll make it way easier for me to ID you.

Special Agent Nadine Memphis, I'm a friend of Bob Lee Swagger's.

And you're Kurt Zehnder, former member of the 8-1-1-3.

Not former. 8-1-1-3 is for life.

Is that why you've been pretending to be dead?

[panting]

It's the only way to get stuff done.

If you're really a friend of Swagger's, he'll know exactly what I'm talking about.

How long you been in here?

That bottle you broke over me wasn't water. Let's just say that.

Safe to say we could both use a shower.

Which I can get you, by the way.

Hot shower, proper meal, protection.

In exchange for what?

Whatever you were supposed to send to Jeffrey Denning.

No. No, you gotta prove to me we're on the same team.

[dialing]

-Bob Lee, it's me. -[Bob Lee on phone] Hey.

Remember I said I'd call you if I found anything interesting?

[Zehnder] Yeah.

If this is really you, tell me who the greatest band in the world is.

[Zehnder chuckling]

Holy shit! It is you.

8-1-1-3 for life, oorah!

Oorah! [chuckling]

This is crazy.

[Ali] What? Good news?

You guys are never gonna believe this.

Zehnder is alive.

-What? -Apparently, he faked his suicide.

[Ali laughing]

That paranoid son of a bitch.

Yeah, man. He's with Memphis right now.

They're gonna meet us back at the ranch tonight.

[Isaac] Okay, so what's the play?

[Bob Lee] We go inside and see what the old man knows.

They moved him here cause he's dying. So he's got no reason to lie.

He's got no reason to tell us anything either.

You got a better idea?

Just wait here, I'll talk to the guard.

Know what I do in real life now, Johnson?

I throw bags at LAX.

Sometimes we gotta search 'em.

You'd be amazed at the dark shit people hide in their luggage.

Is that right?

[ominous music playing]

Swagger's my boy.

I know what you did to him last year.

8-1-1-3's supposed to be brothers and you went and screwed him.

You pull any shit like that again this time,

you and me are going to be going round and round.

Thanks for the donut, brother.

So?

You can explain any time you want.

Oh, I see why Swagger's friends with you.

He wasn't much for small talk either.

They killed the courier I sent Denning.

That's why I went dark.

Not exactly sure how they got on to me, but it's the only explanation.

Who is "they"?

If Denning is talking to you, who else is he talking to?

He's not. He's laying low.

Tell him to stay that way.

Who is "they," Zehnder?

No. No, we gotta move.

We gotta move. If you were able to find me,

it's only a matter of time before they can.

[Alexi on phone] Let them in.

-Is that music? -[door buzzing]

[upbeat music playing]

[laughter and chattering]

[Alexi laughing]

[conversing in Russian]

[indistinct chattering]

[Bob Lee] Alexi.

Bob Lee Swagger, [chuckling]

as I live and breathe.

Last time I saw you, there were two dead guys in my cell.

One with a missing thumb.

That's right.

Uh...

They said that you only have a couple of months to live.

Come now, it's just a little poison

that they should've put it in my vodka,

not in my tea. I would've taken a bigger sip.

[laughter]

They'll never kill me.

I see you brought friends.

Yeah, we have a problem.

[chattering in Russian]

[women laughing]

-You've seen it before? -Of course. Uh...

But we can't speak about it here.

Where can we speak about it?

There is someone you should meet.

He'll have all the answers you need.

Let me grab a coat.

Oh, I didn't mean to be rude, would you like to partake?

-I'm good. -Maybe we could come back later?

No.

Oh, very well, I'll meet you out front.

[in Russian] My friends are taking me to lunch, I'll be back in an hour.

[Alexi] Oh!

[speaking in Russian]

[laughing]

-Old man. -Mm.

It's a little after your bedtime, no?

I don't know your friends.

[in Russian] And I don't like people I don't know.

Well, allow me to introduce...

the great Bob Lee Swagger.

Hero of Russia.

Oh, yes, the shooter who missed. [clicks tongue]

-Drink? -[Alexi laughing]

Uh, no, we just need to...

Uh, Peter, how's your father?

It's been so long since I've seen him here, in his rightful place.

If you came to kiss the ring, I'm wearing it now.

Well, it's so important for a father to have something to pass on to his son.

Club doing well?

-Very. -Mm.

And the Internet business?

The hell you know about that?

Used to be we had lines.

Places we wouldn't go to, even for money.

It's time for you and your friends to leave.

Children, Peter. Little girls!

[in Russian] What sort of a disgusting piece of shit are you?

[in Russian] Leave or die.

[Alexi laughing]

-[gunshot] -[Peter grunting]

[Peter groaning]

[gunshot]

Do you know who I am?

I said, "Do you know who I am?"

There was a robbery,

while you two were in the bathroom.

You saw no one. Understood?

Well, now, get the hell out of here. Both of you.

-[man grunting] -[Ali] Come on.

Come, Bob Lee. Grab the vodka.

-What the hell was that? -I have no idea.

[ominous music playing]

You mind telling me what the hell that was?

Peter Petravich is the son of Ivan Petravich,

a "capo."

-Untouchable? -Apparently not.

[Alexi] Yeah, he was a piece of shit.

Peter found a new line of income.

One even his father didn't know about.

Child pornography.

Such people must be disposed of.

I don't disagree, but why involve us in this shit?

Uh...

[laughing]

Huh.

I couldn't bring my own men.

As your friend said, uh, he was untouchable.

And I needed backup.

He used us.

[Alexi laughing]

Woo-hoo!

And something in it for you too.

[dramatic music playing]

[Zehnder] This ride is way too nice to be government issued.

Who is paying your freight?

Okay, at what point are you going to tell me where we're going?

You're not hearing me. Okay, I've been saying they're all in bed together.

All of them, the FBI, CIA, all the cartels, NATO, the senate.

People think that the Deep State is running things?

Please. It's Atlas.

All the way. They're so black ops they're no ops.

-They are invisible ops. -Atlas?

Don't even say their name.

Look, specifics build a case, Zehnder, not conspiracies.

I mean, what exactly does your evidence prove?

[Zehnder] Just look for the overlap.

Okay, watch who is washing all their digits.

Spokes lead to a cog, right?

Like, like, there's a banker in Mexico,

straight up dude, went to Wharton.

He is running all the books for the cartels and for Atlas.

That does not happen by accident.

-Okay, you got a name for this banker? -I know he exists, okay?

Turn here.

-[Nadine] Here? -Yes.

-We've already passed this. -[Zehnder] Turn.

Okay, that's it. I'm calling Bob Lee.

Maybe he can get a straight answer out of you.

Because... What the...

[tires screeching]

[grunting]

I cuffed you.

I'm a marine, okay?

The courier only had a copy.

Now, I will take you to the original.

[Zehnder sighing]

That's a rifle, I'm sure of it.

It hasn't moved in two days.

I don't need to be sure. Light it up, match coordinates.

[indistinct chattering on radio]

Thank you. Here we go.

[explosion]

[indistinct chattering]

All right, now what?

Now we wait.

[ominous music playing]

[Alexi] Russians have been running heroin out of Afghanistan

long before the CIA did.

Thanks for the history lesson,

but why is Solotov trying to kill us because of this?

[chuckling]

You've heard of him.

He was a Chechen sniper, very deadly.

The Prizrak. He was a legend.

Almost as famous as you.

Where do we find him?

[chuckling] No idea and I don't want to know.

After the war he disappeared,

went to work for some dark organization.

Assassinations, killers that leave no clues

or make their murders seem like accidents.

Some call them "Atlas."

But they believe in no contracts.

No name, no address, no phone number, no country,

no face.

"No face"? What does that mean?

It means, no one knows what the members look like.

Secrecy is their first priority.

Donny.

[gunshot]

He took Solotov's ID and wrote that damn report.

I told him to burn it.

Zehnder kept it. I saw him take it.

Goddamn Zehnder. He could never let anything go.

Hey, guys, this isn't about the heroin.

It's about Solotov's identity.

He's killing anybody who's seen his face.

Man, it always bothered me why this great sniper would be so sloppy

to let his name be heard on the radio.

He was trying to make it look like a sniper versus sniper thing,

to cover up the fact that it was Donny who was the target that day, not me.

So why are we the targets now?

That reporter, Denning,

the one that Nadine is working with, he had the story.

He had Zehnder.

And Zehnder had the damn report.

[automated voice] You've reached Nadine Memphis. Leave a message.

Nadine is not picking up.

Hey, how do we find this organization?

Secrecy is very expensive.

And they have a lot of secrets.

You wanna find them, find their money.

-[Julie] Hey, Gary. -Hey.

-You got my lane open? -Sure do.

[Julie] Wonderful.

How's Bob Lee doing these days? He decided to hang up his iron?

No.

You kidding me? Him? Never. He's just been busy at the ranch.

-But I'll tell him you said hi, okay? -Appreciate it.

[Julie] Mm-hm.

Nice grouping, sweetheart.

Thanks.

Now how is a girl as pretty as you end up shootin' a piece as badass as that?

Well, my father-in-law gave it to my husband, 'cause he's a shooter.

Sniper, actually.

So you might wanna watch out. He's probably set up on you right now.

[chuckles]

You're a live one, ain't you?

You mind if I see how she handles?

Yeah, actually.

I'm gonna get back to it, all right?

[man] Don't have to be a bitch about it.

Excuse me?

You heard me.

Hey.

This don't concern you, brother.

Oh, I ain't your brother.

[chuckles softly] Ah, forget you two.

[door opens and shuts]

-Thanks for the backup. -Of course.

Seemed like you were standing your ground just fine.

I'm Travis.

-Uh... -Oh, I'm so sorry. It's just a force of habit.

I'm Julie.

-It's nice to meet you. -You too.

My daughter slammed my arm in the car door and she feels horrible.

-So, I'm learning everything left handed. -[Julie chuckling]

I don't seem to be making much progress in the way of shooting though.

That's for sure.

Yeah, you're gonna have to do much better than that, Travis. This is Texas.

This is true.

-It's nice to meet you. -You, as well.

[ominous music playing]

[Ali] So soft, Dobber.

What kind of sandwich do you like? She said, "club."

[progressive rock music playing on headphones]

[Fenn] Hey, Z. Z.

Huh?

Turn that shit down, man. You gonna go deaf.

Which wouldn't be so bad, considering.

It's Marillion, man. They're phenomenal.

It's a mental vacation from you bastards.

I can't believe progressive music is your shit.

Doesn't make any sense.

You want progressive? Try Debussy. Beethoven. Expand your minds.

Come on, guys. Music is music.

[Bob Lee] I like it, Zehnder. It's melodic.

[Isaac] Still no movement on the hill. Gonna wait another day. Check in tomorrow.

I think I'd rather take my chances against Solotov

than sit here and listen to that.

Copy that.

Solotov is dead.

[Solotov] West Virginia.

But work has me on the road so much

I feel more like a hobo than a husband and a father.

Oh, I understand that, my husband's gone a lot too.

Thanks, Gary.

He don't sell farm equipment too, does he?

No, he's a marine.

[Solotov] That's why you're such a good shot.

[Julie] Thanks.

[Solotov] Is he deployed?

[Julie] No, he's retired.

But he's still really involved. He works with other vets.

Probably more than he should.

Sounds like a stand up guy.

He is.

You know, my wife has this saying,

"The key is communication, but the lock is trust."

You know what, she can't cook worth a damn, either.

[laughing]

You know, I shouldn't complain. Bob Lee is a really great guy,

and a wonderful husband.

You know, I don't think it's complaining to say you miss your husband.

He'd probably be happy to hear it.

Yeah. You're right, thanks.

-It was great talking with you. -You, as well.

Hey, sorry to trouble you, but any chance you could

recommend a good church to go to around here?

I mean, I love to shoot, but, uh, I need the good side too.

Yeah, yeah. We go... We go to St. Francis, it's just right up the road.

And they're actually having, uh, a food drive this weekend.

If you wanna stop by, they make a big deal of it.

I wouldn't want to intrude or anything.

Come on, don't be silly. It's a church. Anyone's welcome.

-That's very nice of you. -[Julie chuckling]

I mean, I can't promise that the conversation will be riveting, all right?

But we can steer it away from tractor sales.

-That's a deal. -[both chucking]

Would you mind emailing me the name and address?

I won't remember it otherwise.

Sure, yeah.

-I-I really look forward to it. -Yeah, what's your email?

[Zehnder] How much beef do you actually think is in this patty?

I mean, the sign says quarter pound, but...

I'm calling bullshit on that.

I swear we've passed that honky-tonk like six times already.

A worthwhile mission takes patience, Nadine.

Turn left.

I gotta question for you, G-woman.

If I'm the crazy one, what were you doing in a dead guy's storage unit?

Following my instincts.

Your boss encourage you to go after your gut?

She doesn't know I'm here.

But she'll come around once I put it all together.

Put it all together, huh? And I'm the conspiracy nut in the car?

Next you're gonna tell me that Oswald acted alone.

[scoffing] Please. Everyone knows the killshot came from the Dal-Tex building.

Hah! We are cut from the same cloth, you and I, whether you like it or not.

I should've asked you get me a milkshake too.

But you never know which places use actual chocolate ice cream

and which place cheats and uses that vanilla bullshit...

We've got company.

Oh, goddamn it. Goddamn it. I told you, Nadine. They're everywhere.

Hey, you.

Someone's having a good day.

Yeah. Well, you just made it better.

How was Seattle?

Clarifying.

Have you seen Nadine? She's not answering her phone.

No, I haven't seen her since this morning.

But I see our other guests.

Yeah. I'm sorry.

No, you know what, it's all right.

Mary wanted lasagna and I made a huge batch of it.

So why don't you invite them in for dinner?

Isaac, too?

If Jesus can break bread with a tax collector...

I think this is a little bit different.

[Julie] It's fine.

What's gotten into you?

You know, I was having a hard time after Frankfurt,

and, you know, you being gone doesn't really make it any easier,

but today was a good day.

[Julie on laptop] I want us to talk more, okay?

You know, just be honest.

The key is communication, but the lock is trust.

-[Bob Lee on laptop] I like that. -[Julie on laptop] Yeah?

[Bob Lee on laptop] And I'm sure those guys would like some lasagna.

Invite them in.

-Yo, fellas, come on in. -[cell phone ringing]

Yeah.

[Memphis on phone] Swagger, it's me.

Memphis, I've been trying you for hours.

Yeah, well. Your buddy threw my cellphone out the window.

Turns out we picked up a tail.

Shit.

I don't want to lead them to you or to Zehnder's evidence,

so, now that it's dark I'm gonna try and shake them.

[Bob Lee on phone] No, don't. Don't lose them.

Get yourself a burner phone, but keep driving towards me.

I'll call you in an hour and a half with specific instructions.

Yeah, okay.

[Bob Lee] She's gonna lead 'em here, it's an old oil refinery.

You sure no one will be there?

It's been abandoned for years. Kids use it to party.

But nobody's gonna be there at dawn.

[Ali] I see a lot of egress.

Doesn't matter.

She's gonna lead them to us, once they cross the fence line we can box them in.

And if Solotov shows?

Then we put him down once and for all.

What if he's got help?

Then we stitch them up too.

He's right.

They chose their side.

You are gonna have to convince Memphis.

No, we won't.

Once we get them in a gunfight, she'll leave with Zehnder, get the docs.

[Bob Lee] We'll clean up one thing while she handles the other.

What if Solotov's not there?

Then we do what we gotta do and make his guys talk.

She's going to lead you to a refinery.

And I'll meet you on the road in to supply you.

And call our friends, we're going to need some help.

[ominous music playing]

She's here.

She got company?

[Bob Lee] Yep. One car about 200 yards back.

[Bob Lee on radio] They're running dark.

Just one?

So far.

Too easy.

This is not good.

Swagger knows what he's doing.

Bob Lee's good. But these guys are better.

Bob Lee is retired, man. For these guys it's every day.

Zehnder, I need you to relax.

And I have to shit.

[ominous music playing]

Target's arrived.

[Isaac] What's he doing?

[Bob Lee] Nothing.

Hey, here he comes.

[ominous music playing]

[gunshots]

Oh, shit! Ambush!

[gunshots]

Stay here.

[dramatic music playing]

Moving.

Moving.

[man grunting]

I think that's all of them.

-[Memphis on radio] Zehnder's gone. -[sighing]

Shit.

[Nadine] Los Fantasmas.

Solotov could've seen an ambush coming, but why send these guys?

Zehnder said the cartels were in bed with a shadowy organization called Atlas.

Said they even shared a banker, some fancy Wharton guy down in Mexico.

Atlas?

That's the group Alexi said Solotov works for.

Yeah, but it still doesn't make sense.

If Solotov knew all his targets were here, why send the JV?

Maybe he had a higher value target in mind.

Zehnder better never stop running.

-Swagger, it's me. -[gunshot]

Zehnder, you there?

[coughing]

[Bob Lee on phone] Zehnder, you there?

Zehnder?

[Solotov] I would not have thought to come back here. Very clever.

Too bad. You were the best of them.

[ominous music playing]

Do not beat yourself up too bad, Swagger.

You can only be in so many places at once.

I could say the same thing about you.

Killed a bunch of your guys this morning when you left them out to dry.

There's no shortage of men willing to die for the right price.

But you got what you're looking for now, huh?

Your face, right?

Anonymity is not a choice for me. It is a requirement.

[Solotov on phone] Too bad you involved yourself, Swagger. This could've been the end.

But that is the curse of the hero, is it not?

He usually ends up standing on the bodies of his dead friends.

Pick a place, asshole, and we can end it.

The place is everywhere.

And the time is now.

[Solotov on phone] This ends when everyone who knows me is gone.

That's a lot of loose ends to tie up.

I'm not tying up loose ends, Swagger.

I am burning the rope.

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