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Previously, on "Shooter..."

Our next justice
of the Supreme Court,

- Ray Brooks.
- Does Brooks have the votes

- he needs to get confirmed?
- We stop that, we stop

the confirmation hearing
altogether.

You guys are talking
about blackmailing

a Supreme Court nominee.

The poison didn't enter
Sam's bloodstream,

but he took a turn
for the worse.

You still wanna help me
with the eulogy?

Can you handle it?

I'm dealing with this my way.

You don't even finish
anything around here

for your family.
You can't even buy paint

for your daughter's room.

Maybe it's time
to make a change.

- Got this from Bob Lee.
- That's a whole lot of semtex.

Clearly,
they're planning something.

- Jesus, Bob Lee.
- Evac routes are changed

- and reencrypted every day.
- Yeah, well,

- this thing decrypts it.
- So it has evacuation routes?

For every VIP in D.C.

I spoke with Russo.
He said you're off

the kill-list
if you bring him the card.

He'll even let you back
in the program.

- Where are we going?
- You wanted to see Russo.

- I'm taking you to him.
- All right, well,

I'll get on a plane
as soon as they'll let me.

I'll be home soon.

Don't.

- Where's Harris?
- I don't know.

He hasn't answered his phone
for hours.

You mean this phone?

- The card's gone.
- Give you one guess

who took it.

Carlita's probably
halfway to Atlas by now.

I knew we shouldn't
have trusted her...

- or Harris, for that matter.
- Wait, hang on.

We don't know that either one
of them is to blame.

Carlita's wanted the card
from day one,

and Harris is MIA
without his phone.

- You do the math.
- Don't you ever stop assuming

- the worst in people?
- Guys, guys,

shut up for a second.

You hear that?

You got a key for this?

Harris?

Nadine?

See?

Told you he wasn't in on it.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I think so.

What is that beeping?

It's a military-grade
GPS tracker.

- They call it a dagger.
- The question is,

what the hell's it tracking?

After all this time,
Russo still doesn't trust you

enough to give you
the campus location?

It's you he doesn't trust.

I'm getting a lot
of that lately.

I suppose you don't
trust me, either.

I have the decrypter.

Nothing else concerns me.

It doesn't make sense.

How bad is it?

Well, the tracker's
headed here.

Right in the middle
of a nuclear waste dump.

- Nothing else around for miles.
- I still think if Carlita

was trying to screw us,
she'd just disappear.

She wouldn't leave us
bread crumbs.

- She would if it was a trap.
- Could be a trap,

could be a creative way
to set a meeting.

- Oh, so now you trust her?
- Either way,

I can almost guarantee
that place ain't filled

with nuclear waste.

- I'm gonna go find out.
- Whoa, whoa.

You're hurt.
Go home, be with your family.

We got this.

I can't go home.

- Not until this is finished.
- You think following Carlita

will lead to answers
about your dad?

I need to know who took
the shot that killed him.

This isn't about
your father, anymore.

We're talking about
an imminent attack

on American soil.

Two birds, one bullet.

All right, so Isaac and I
will follow the tracker.

You guys stay here
and work on getting to Brooks.

More than happy
to sit this one out.

We can go through
the intel Margo sent.

Look for proof
that Brooks' ties to Atlas

still run deep.

You two stay safe.

Whatever you're planning...

don't.

- No good will come of it.
- Because a mission

clouded by emotion
is a mission failed?

Welcome home.

Agent Jack Payne...

overseeing
disclosure number one

with recruit Carlita Cruise.

"Anti-social behavior,
impertinent...

"with violent tendencies.

Not fit for duty."

The FBI rejected you.

They didn't see your potential.

Where they see weakness,
we see strength.

You can be one of us, recruit,

but you must submit.

Any confirmed kills?

Michael Gowdy.

He was my mom's boyfriend.

Why?

They fought.

He drank.

He liked to hit her.

And then one day I came home
and he was...

he was doing something worse.

I shoved the taser in his chest
and I didn't let go

until his heart
stopped beating.

This is Agent August Russo

overseeing disclosure
number 89

with Agent Carlita Cruise.

After Hayes' death,
I discovered myself

on the kill list.

I used my status as a target

to track and infiltrate
the group.

Memphis was able
to unlock the decrypter.

She's smart, driven,
but she struggles to accept

there is no black and white
in this world.

Only grey.

Swagger is skilled,
but is hampered

by his sense of duty,
which leads him

to take unnecessary risk,

putting himself and others
in danger.

Johnson is consumed by guilt
over his wife's death.

He uses violence to try
to escape those feelings.

And what do they know
of the plan?

They've surmised the targets
could be Senate holdouts

to Brooks' confirmation.

On the surface
they're cohesive,

but there are divisions
and conflicting agendas.

And Swagger
has never forgiven Johnson

for his betrayal.

I believe we can turn them
against each other.

And I made sure
they came looking for me.

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You know the South
fired the first shot

in the Civil War?

- Fort Sumter.
- Yup.

Think you're fighting
for one thing,

turns out to be another.

Am I supposed to be reading
between the lines, here?

I'm just saying.

People should leave the past
in the past.

You can't change it,
can't erase it.

So I should just forget
about the fact

that Atlas murdered my father?

- Like you did with Lin?
- It's not the same.

Lin's death was my fault.

Your father's murder's
not on you.

All right, we're close.

Kind of looks like
we're gonna have to walk

a ways on foot.

You don't think you're gonna
be making headshots

with that shoulder?

Name your target.

Okay, fallen tree,
one click from the ridge.

Center mass, Gunny.
No fancy shit.

Wow.

Can't believe
I just watched you miss.

If 8113 could see you now.

All right, I didn't miss.

- I grazed it.
- Whatever.

Just don't slow me down.

Don't be too hard on yourself.

Carlita's highly trained.

Could have happened
to any one of us.

You know how she got to me,
Nadine?

She listened.

She asked me how I was doing.

All right,
this is taking too long.

We need to go back
to plan "A."

Get to Brooks directly,
use the affidavit as leverage

- to make him step down.
- We run into the same problem.

Between SCOTUS police...

Secret Service, Atlas,

guy's better protected
than the President.

Unless you have a secret army
I don't know about.

Yeah, an army
of Ben Franklins.

Look, his public
appearance schedule.

Brooks is the keynote speaker
at a fundraiser

for wounded vets,
that's ironic.

I think it's time
we put that Atlas money

toward a good cause.

You know,
Sam would have been so touched

by your having everyone over.

Well, we're really
the only family he has.

Had.

You're still waiting for him.

No, I'm not.

It's not that easy, okay?

You love him, and...
and it's hard,

but you did
the right thing, Jules.

Can I put out
the cookies now?

Yeah, that's a great idea.
Will you make some space

on the table, though, sweetie?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

You know, the thing is,
when I think about myself

and my marriage...

it's hard.

And then I think about Mary,

and it's easy.

I have to keep her safe
and do what's best for her.

And right now,
she's safest here,

at home, without Bob Lee.

Shit...

Tracker lost signal.

Check the sat phone.

They must be blocking it
somehow.

Where the hell
is she leading us?

Guess everybody it the road
when they heard

a nuclear waste dump
was moving in next door.

Or they heard Bob the Nailer
was on his way.

Very funny.

Still nothing.

Same here.

Good place for an ambush.

- Don't tell me you're scared.
- I ain't scared.

I'm just wondering
why they aren't ambushing.

Isaac!

Shit.

They know we're here now.

- Laser guided arrows.
- Don't slow you down, huh?

This is high-tech shit.

Means we're getting close.

You got a plan
for when we get

to wherever we're headed?

Stay breathing.

Wanna flesh that out some?

Contact!

Fall back!

- Got your ambush.
- No shit.

Shit!

What the hell, man?
When's the last time you saw

a group of mercs huddled up
during a mission?

Stupid is as stupid does.

Hold your fire.
Something's off.

Why would they thin
their ranks?

They had the advantage.
They... they could have

boxed us in.
They just gave it up?

- I don't know, go ask him.
- All right, I will.

Cover me, I'm trying.

Where's Carlita?

Where is she?

Hey, hey!

What the hell?

They're blanks.

I told you
something was off, man.

- This was an exercise.
- So they're all recruits.

Yeah, man.
This isn't an abandoned town.

They built it
for their rookies.

That's where Carlita
was leading us...

an Atlas training camp.

One kick
to the back of the neck

and you'd be dead.

You shouldn't leave yourself
so exposed, Recruit.

- What the hell are you doing?
- Foraging.

Even Gandhi could only go
21 days without food.

Yeah, well, I didn't join up
for passive resistance.

I came to crack skulls.

Some people play checkers.
Others play chess.

You're not the only one
with a library card here.

I guarantee
my time beats yours.

You assume the objective
of the mission is speed.

What if it's
something different?

Survival...

Reconnaissance...

Maybe it's to watch us.

Whatever it is,
I'm pretty sure

it's not for us to know.

Fall back, Recruit.
You know we're supposed

- to travel alone.
- But it is for us to know.

If they wanted robots,
they would build them.

- They want soldiers.
- No.

Soldiers serve.

They want true believers,
agents who will die

for their missions.

And that's you?

Yes.

Shit.

Shit!
No, no, no, you idiot!

Stay still.

Go. Go!

The card has been verified,
as well as the intel

from your disclosure.

You've done well
for the mission.

Thank you, sir.

Finish it.

He still favors you.

He favors the mission
above all.

- Weakness doesn't become you.
- It wasn't his fault.

- I was trying...
- I wasn't talking about him.

Infirmary then disclosure, now.

See, we complete our missions
as directed, Recruit.

You must submit.

No one will help you
and you will help no one.

I understand.

No, you don't.

But you will.

This better be important,
Recruit.

- What is it?
- We've got two intruders

inside the perimeter.

They've been ID'd
as Bob Lee Swagger

and Isaac Johnson.

I wouldn't come back
empty-handed.

Well done, my dear.

Wait here.

Stop!

Bob Lee Swagger
and Isaac Johnson:

You're trespassing.
Drop your weapons.

- More blanks?
- I don't know, man.

If they know who we are,
they know why we're here.

Then why haven't they done...

Sorry, my assistant
must have mixed up the time.

No, you're right
on schedule.

We think it's very important
to support our troops.

So much so that we bought up
all the tickets.

We were hoping
to speak with you

about your time in Vietnam.

Excuse me, Cambodia.

Or was it Laos?

They're clear.

Give us the room.

Now.

Daddy?

Daddy?

Mary?

So many people came today,
Mom.

Well, your Uncle Sam
was well-loved.

Let me out of here!

Let me out of here!

Let me out of here,
you asshole!

Why wasn't Daddy here?

He loved Sam the most.

You're right, he did.

Daddy's still
on his mission, honey,

but what's most important
is that you and I

are here together.

Thank you for helping me
clean up, sweetheart.

I wanna make
everything perfect

for when Daddy gets home.

I was young.

Hopped up on go-pills
and hormones.

I didn't think twice
about the dope.

Help my country kill Charlie,
that sounded right to me.

I'll never forgive myself
for some of the things

I did over there.

But I've spent every second
of my life since

trying to make up for it.

If that's true,

then you need
to step down immediately.

Because of this?

Atlas?

Look, I heard
that Phoenix had evolved,

but I swear to you,
I haven't had a thing

to do with them since the war.

If I were a pawn, I'd know it.

Doesn't matter what you know.

We know that Atlas wants you
on the court,

and they're gonna take
innocent lives

to make that happen.

My whole life
has been building

to this appointment.

I won't give it all up
on the word of a stranger.

- I can't.
- Then we'll have no choice

but to leak
Earl Swagger's affidavit

to the confirmation committee.

I'm sorry, Your Honor.

Your candidacy
is over either way.

Do you know
the most important trait

of a successful recruit?

The ability
to completely surrender

- to the mission at hand.
- Yes, sir.

- Is that a polygraph, sir?
- It's incredibly difficult.

There can be many questions
and feelings.

But a mission clouded
by emotion

is a mission failed.

You've lied
in your first disclosure.

No, sir, I...

You left out the part
where after you saved

your mother's life,
she kicked you out

of the house...
isn't that right?

- No.
- Chose him over you.

Again.

How does it feel?

Watching her in pain.

The door's unlocked,
by the way,

so you can go to her
at any time.

You know what?

Here.

Go ahead, save her.

Shoot the man
who is causing her pain.

But your mission
is to continue.

Oh, and, um...

choose carefully, Recruit.

I mean you're bright, but...

you and I both know
you ain't gonna rise up

in this place
until you prove yourself.

To him.

Attachments made
your mother weak,

make you weak.

Not anymore.

No one will save you.

You will save no one.

Again.

Again!

Don't.

"Mama Tomato
and her little cherry tomatoes

settled in for the night."

The end.

- One more.
- No, that was one more.

I love you.

Can you pass me Teddy,
please?

Who?

This old Teddy?

What's wrong, Mom?

Sweetie, did anybody
hold Teddy today at the party?

No, why?

Um...

Well, he has a little hole
in him.

So let me sew him up tonight,
okay?

Can you sleep with another one?

I choose...

Larry the Llama.

Perfect choice.

Sweet dreams.

- I love you, Mama.
- I love you, too, sweetie.

Night.

What did you do to my family,
you son of a bitch?

Calm down, Mr. Swagger.
Your family is fine.

What you heard
was merely intel.

Here at Atlas,
we research our projects,

plan our missions carefully.

You should try it sometime.

Now, have a seat.

I'll stand.

Have a seat.

Your country needs you,
Bob Lee.

For someone so concerned
about his family,

you certainly spend
a lot of time away from them.

You really are
your father's son.

I recruited him in Vietnam.

You want a prize?

You're confused.

It's you who wants something
from me.

Answers about
who killed your father.

I can tell you for a price.

What's that?

Nothing out of the ordinary
for you.

I need you to kill someone.

Before you get all noble,

take the unusual step
of thinking before you act.

I've been listening
to your wife for a while now.

She's in real pain.

Do you remember
when that started?

The day Isaac Johnson

drove down your driveway.

You really think you're
gonna get to me like that?

Solotov, then.

He killed Donny,
Rodriguez, Zehnder,

Dobbs, Ali.

When Isaac chose
to bury that report,

he put personal ambition
above duty,

and a target...

on the chest of every man
in the 8113.

Isaac tarnished your name.

Put your child in danger.

Wreaked havoc
on your marriage.

Let your brothers die.

You can't trust
a rabid dog, son.

You have to put it down.

Go ahead.

For your family.

For your brothers.

For your father.

If it ain't loaded...

it ain't lethal, right?

Isaac!

Recruits!

Hey, Julie, I wasn't sure
if you wanted red or...

Thanks.
No, that...

that wine will be awesome.

Do you wanna get
some wine glasses?

- Are those listening devices?
- Yes.

We're not safe here
anymore.

You don't go into the maze

to look for the mouse.

You set out the cheese...

wait for it to come to you.

If the Swagger men
are one thing,

it's predictable.

Heroism is their weakness,

and Bob Lee won't leave here

without Isaac Johnson.

And that will be the end

of all the little mice
in the maze.

Go.

Before he comes back.

Come with me.

Forget the mission.

I'd wish you luck,
but I wouldn't mean it.

Same here.

Isaac Johnson.

Did you know Hayes
had his eye on you

even before Mexico?

The man had his vices,

but he could spot
natural talent.

- Didn't do him any good.
- No.

But he was right about you.

- You're a killer.
- And you are?

I'm the guy who knows
you threw Lee out that window

and sliced Gold's throat
clean through.

They deserved it.

And Susan Fenn?

- Your point?
- You haven't stopped

punching clocks
since your wife died.

Hasn't it felt good?

Honest, even?

Not all of us are meant
to be heroes, Isaac.

You don't know me.

Give me one reason why
I shouldn't kill you right now.

Isaac.

- Where is he?
- With Russo,

getting his mind warped.

Russo likes
to toy with his prey

before he eats it.

And it's your job
to set up the hunt?

Hardly.
I came here to take out

the top of the food chain.

All I needed
was a good distraction.

Bullshit.
You've been playing Isaac

- and Nadine all along.
- No, I have not.

I needed to buy time.

Only real ammo
in this whole place

is locked up in Russo's office.

Is that where you got
the fireworks, too?

Please.

That's a sparkler compared
to what I have planned.

I set this up as a contingency
a long time ago.

Well, great.

You got a bullet
but we still need a gun.

- Russo will take care of that.
- Yeah, but how are we going

to get to him?
He's got bootlickers

at every door
on the way to Isaac.

I know a way.
But whatever happens,

I pull the trigger.

What did Lin ask you

the night before she died?

You promised her it would.

Don't you think it's time

you keep that promise, Isaac?

- Come here.
- Wait a min...

Blanks again.

Cover the door.

Isaac, you good?

- Now give me the bullet.
- Give me the gun.

Not until I get
the answers I want.

This is what you want.
Two floors down,

door marked "Black Room."

Trust me.

Where's the card?

- It's gone.
- You kidding me?

Big picture, Isaac.
There's a yellow hard drive

down there
with all Atlas' plans,

not just the one
that concerns the card.

Go.

You got ten minutes.

Scream and you're dead.

I did everything
you asked of me,

and you put me
on that list anyway.

My dear Carlita.

Still so emotional.

You won't do this...

The hell is all this?

Must be Atlas operations HQ.

Where they keep the files
on all their missions

and operatives.

Looks like it goes
all the way back to the '70s.

So it did start in Vietnam.

- Phoenix.
- My dad.

There's that drive
Carlita was talking about.

Got it.
My dad's file.

Jesus, man, it's all here.

Mission intel, dates,
locations.

Operations.

Please state
your phone identification.

Ray Brooks.
Operation Windmill.

Confirmed.
Mission complete?

No.
Target in sights,

but there's someone else here.

A kid in the back seat
of the police car.

Abort or proceed?

Your call, Agent.

They must have
found Russo's body.

- Yeah, we gotta go, now.
- We gotta get that drive.

No, man, there's no time.

Hope Carlita made it out okay.

She knew what she was doing.

That psycho didn't get
in your head too bad, did he?

Nah.

You?

I'm good.

I think he might
be right, though.

Once we finish this thing...

we should leave all
of our old shit in the past.

Copy that.

Wait.

All right...

I think I have everything.

Uh, your stuff's
in the car, right?

- Yep, I'm all set.
- Why can't I know

- where we're going?
- Because the point

of a surprise
is that it's a surprise.

You know what?
Actually...

let's tell her
where we're going.

We are going on an adventure
to Yosemite.

- Yosemite?
- Yeah!

It's totally off the grid.

We're gonna camp,
there'll be tents...

it's gonna be super fun.

And then Daddy will meet us?

Yes, and then Dad'll meet us.

It's a long drive, though,
so will you go grab

another book or two
from your room?

- Mm-hmm!
- Yeah?

Julie.

Give me your cell phone.
Come on.

Mary, you almost ready, honey?

- Yeah, one second!
- Gotta hit the road, Jack.

Mary.
Come on, baby, let's go.

Coming!

Okay.

All right.

Let's go.
Are there horses there?

- Yes.
- And butterflies and bunnies?

- Everything you can dream of.
- Tons of nature.

Last one to the car
is a rotten egg!

Oh, I'll catch you!

Mom, you're the rotten egg!

I am, I'm the rotten egg.

Still nothing on Brooks.

He needs to step down.

Harris?

Hey, I got it.

I figured out why Atlas
needs Brooks

- on the court so fast.
- "Anhur Dynamics"?

That was Lon Scott's company.
It was a front for Atlas.

- What's the case?
- Uh, complicated.

But it all hinges on a document
request for discovery.

Uh, Anhur claimed
a national security exemption.

- Okay, so?
- So, once the court

hears arguments, they will rule
on whether or not

a government contractor
can claim that.

And if Anhur loses,
all their documents go public,

which opens the door
for Atlas' past.

Money, missions, everything.

Their secrets brought
into the light.

- Jesus.
- Yeah.

So I... I talked to my friend
from law school,

uh, Van Tassell... he clerks
for one of the Justices...

he said right now,
they're split 4-4.

Atlas is trying
to tip the balance.

This isn't over.

- He's on.
- Uh, I got it.

- Yo.
- Hey, uh, you're just in time.

Brooks is about
to make a statement.

You okay?
Where's Isaac?

He's babysitting.

I'll explain later.
Turn it up.

Like many soldiers,
I did things in Vietnam

I'm not proud of.

Despite that, I'm addressing
these issues here today

because I've been the victim
of blackmail.

These culprits tried

to use unsubstantiated
allegations

of my past in Vietnam
to force me to step down.

But their only source
is nothing

but a troubled man
done in by the war.

I will not let these criminals
obstruct the will

of the President
or the American people.

I stand here before you today
to tell you

that these allegations
are false.

I look forward
to clearing my good name

at the Senate confirmation.

He has to be Atlas.

We don't know that
for sure, Nadine,

but what we do know is...

He killed my father.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna kill him.

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