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BOB LEE:
Previously on "Shooter"...

I'm writing a book
about your husband.

I don't think he did it.
I can help.

Ukrainian journalist
by the name of Karlina Ordenko

has gone missing.

I need to talk to her.

The micro-drive,
so-called Annex B files.

I-I can't understand you.
Oh, my God, they found me.

They found--

[screams]
Karlina?

Karlina Ordenko is dead.

I believe a man
named Grigory Krukov

gave the order
to have her killed.

He's a high-ranking
member of the FSB.

[gunshot]

O'BRIEN: You find the other
Black Kings,

you find your shooter.

[gunshot]

1,500 yards.

What's that guy's name?
HELLING: Lon Scott.

NADINE: CEO of Anhur Dynamics?
The resolution is shitty.

It's a cell phone video.

My laptop original,
it's way better.

It's like every page
of the complete,

un-redacted copy
of the Annex B file,

which I also have
in my possession.

I need you to suspend me.
Suspend you?

What the hell
are you talking about?

I need you
to trust me on this.

He found the shooter.

Lon Scott,
that's him, right?

What the hell
are you talking about?

No way he'd expose himself.

He exposed himself,
all right.

Bob Lee is headed to Virginia.

I'm guessing he's
planning a rendezvous.

[soft suspenseful music]

*

BOB LEE: Memphis.

Swagger?

Hey, thanks for coming.

[phone beeps]

WOMAN: [speaking Russian]

[speaking Russian]

WOMAN: [speaking Russian]

All right.
All right.

Would you just shut up?

Just tell him
I have the thumb drive.

Annex B.
My number's not blocked.

He has three minutes
to call me back.

WOMAN: [speaking Russian]

[phone claps]

*

[phone vibrating]

Yo.

KRUKOV: What do you want, Jack?

What, you don't want to talk
about the high price of caviar?

KRUKOV: Nyet.
Okay, fine.

I want $10 million

in uncut diamonds
for Dimitri's thumb drive.

Hello?

You know, I can always go
to "The Washington Post."

KRUKOV: [chuckles]

Right.

Uh, look, I don't care
where you get 'em.

Get 'em from Panama.
Get 'em from Putin.

[laughs]
I don't really give a shit.

KRUKOV:
It is a complicated request.

There are layers.

A cake has layers, Grig.
Okay?

Just--I'll turn my phone
on tomorrow at 12:00.

You have till 12:03
to call me back with a deal.

NADINE:
So what do you got so far?

BOB LEE: He's got three guard
rotations, six in each unit.

They rotate at 6:00 a.m.,
2:00 p.m.,

and 10:00 p.m.

Nobody visits.

He never goes anywhere.

Look, we need to talk.

Then talk.

There's a thumb drive.

It contains proof,

definitive proof
of what happens in the Ukraine

and why their president
was assassinated.

They killed Karlina Ordenko
trying to find it.

It'll clear your name.

You heard what I said, right?

Yes.
You need to find the proof.

But if we can't...

[scoffs]

Lon Scott is sitting on
the sequel to Iran-Contra.

Whatever happens,
we're going to get him.

Don't be so sure.

The bigger the conspiracy,
the bigger the people involved.

Then we'll expose them all,

all the way to the top,
as high as it goes.

Okay, Agent Memphis.
We'll do it your way.

But if it doesn't work,
it's back to plan A.

NADINE: What's plan A?

What do you think?

[dramatic music]

*

[phone vibrating]

Yeah?

HOWARD: Spoke to my buddy
at the FAA.

An Anhur private jet
took off from Bellingham

60 minutes after Payne
was walked out of here.

The flight plan had them
going to Delaware,

but they left
controlled airspace

when they got to Virginia.

Baby, you just got to hang
in a couple more days.

Heard that before.

BOB LEE: You can believe me.
We're in field-goal range.

I promise it's almost over.

JULIE: Okay.

Hey, you remember
the old Ranger station?

Damn right I do.
Okay, settle down.

[chuckles]

BOBBY LEE: I need you
and Mary to get there

as soon as you can.

Are we in trouble?
Can you slip away quietly?

JULIE: Yes, definitely.

I'll check in as soon
as I'm clear of this.

Is this really almost over?

The hard part will be,

and you're not gonna have to
look over your shoulder anymore.

The rest of it
we'll deal with later.

All right, babe.
I got to go.

I love you.

NADINE: Okay, Anhur
has a private airfield

in Langley Falls.

It's about 20 minutes from here.

HOWARD:
I know, I ran it.

They were just issued
a diplomatic clearance number

for a flight
originating in Russia.

It's scheduled to arrive
in half an hour.

Lon Scott's on the move.

I know where he's going.

[dramatic music]

*

So according to my boss
at the Bureau,

an Anhur private jet took off
from Bellingham an hour

after Payne got sprung
from the Seattle office.

BOB LEE: Well, Payne's
on Lon Scott's payroll,

so that makes sense.

*

NADINE: And based on
his intel at the FAA,

this airfield was just issued
a diplomatic clearance

on a flight
originating from Russia.

BOB LEE: All right.
Let's see who we get.

*

That's Meachum and...

*

That's Grigory Krukov,

the FSB officer
I mentioned earlier.

Full security detail.
He's not taking any chances.

[car approaches]

Where are you going?

I'm moving ringside.

*

KRUKOV: Where is Payne?

MEACHUM: Shit, did we forget
to send him an eVite?

KRUKOV: He wants $10 million
for the thumb drive.

You screwed up.
You pay him.

I was tasked with killing
the Ukrainian president.

Last time I checked, his brains
were all over the sidewalk.

And things have just been
as smooth

as a minx's kiska
ever since.

Payne knows how to hide.

It could take a while
to find him.

I didn't fly 5,000 miles
to be told this.

I know the problem.
What is your solution?

Pay him.

Nyet.

Grigory, he's got Annex B.

Once that gets out,
there'll be an investigation,

followed by sanctions.

Finally, NATO tanks
on your border.

What the hell
are we talking about?

Pay him.

You could be
implicated too, Lon.

Anhur is all over
that thumb drive.

I'm not worried about that.

If anything, it'll just enhance
our reputation.

[scoffs]

Plus, it's a big world.

I got a lot of money.

MEACHUM: [chuckles]

Payne has the Annex B file.

He's using it
to finance an exit.

I'll deal with the Russians.
I'll turn up the heat.

Red on red.

Red on red?

Yeah, we'll play them
against each other.

That's what we did
in Afghanistan.

How does that get us
what we need?

We just make sure Payne
comes out the other side of it.

And let him lead us
right to it.

[indistinct chatter]

You're not hard to find.

Who said I was hiding?

How the hell
can you eat that?

It tastes good.
What do you want?

Bob Lee's here.

You might want to stay away
from open spaces, windows.

I already know he's here.

You talked to him.

Holy shit.

You did.
Let me guess.

He said no.

You're reaching.
Wasn't a very smart play.

Not like you at all.

I need a path out.

Nobody's stopping you.

There's the door.
Thanks for playing.

Retirement costs money.

All right.

You want out?

There's one last thing
you could do for me.

Payne's got Annex B.
He wants $10 million.

Lon said no.

He tried the Russians?
They won't pay either.

Find Payne.
Get the thumb drive.

I'll fund your IRA.

Get me Payne's files
from Anhur.

Ops, personnel, financials.

There's got to be a place
he stays, eats,

and gets a blow job
on a regular basis.

I already did that.

Yeah?
You miss things.

Oh.

[indistinct chatter]

1140.

[knocking]

Housekeeping.

[zapping]
[both grunting]

[all grunting]

You move, you die.

Swagger...

[tense music]

Don't feel bad.

You couldn't know
he was already in the room.

Special Agent Memphis
from Seattle FBI office,

Russian Organized
Crime Unit, yes?

*

If you kill me, she dies.

So you may as well
drop it, Swagger.

*

I know Jack Payne's
blackmailing you.

Tell him you'll pay him off,

and when he comes out
of hiding to collect,

I'll kill him for you.

While I'm at it,
I'll kill Meachum

and Lon Scott for you too.

You are trying to entrap me.

She's wearing wire.

Show him.

*

I'm not with the FBI.
I've been suspended.

And yet you still have gun.

This is America.

[chuckles]

And now,
you two are a team.

Yes.
So we're all friends here.

Yes, we are.

*

I survived the fall
of communism

and three presidents.

You know how?

Never trusting anyone.

*

Call your boss.

Ask for State Department file
on me, Grigory Krukov.

He says no, I believe you.

If he provides it, well...

*

[phone ringing]

Utey.

NADINE:
This is Special Agent Memphis.

I need the State Department file

on a Russian diplomat,
Grigory Krukov.

*

HOWARD: What's going on?
Nothing.

Just need the file, sir.

*

Memphis, you were suspended.

As you know, your access
to FBI files is revoked.

Don't call here again.

*

Lon Scott, Meachum, and Payne,
are you not forgetting someone?

Me.

I'd like to kill you.

But if I do,
more Russians keep coming.

If I kill them,
it's tied off on their side.

But...

I want what you're
giving Payne.

What makes you think
I want him dead that badly?

'Cause they're amateurs,

and you're thinking about it,

which means you still get paid
even with them dead.

I didn't think you were
a man that cared about money.

I don't.

But after the shit
I've been through,

I think I deserve some privacy.

I'm thinking a ranch,

a couple thousand acres,
big fence.

Keep my family safe.

[tense music]

*

Okay, Swagger.

You can have the $10 million.

*

You kill Meachum,
Lon Scott,

and Payne,
and I get Annex B.

Done.

The meet has to be
at the airport.

It's the perfect place
for me to shoot.

They will be suspicious.

Then throw in a getaway plane.

*

When heads start popping,
you go.

But if you don't leave me
the money, you're dead

before your foot hits
the step of your jet.

*

You okay?

Yeah.

Thanks for doing that, bro.

Any time, my bro,
any time.

I'll talk to you.

[mellow rock music]

*

Oh, hey, buddy.
Long time, no see.

You're not armed?

It's casual Friday.

So, what, you tracked me down
through my Leavenworth cellmate?

I'm impressed.

The thumb drive,
where is it?

You kill me,
you'll never find out.

[tense music]

[gunfire]

Hey, it's a rental.
[grunting]

Next time, it won't
just be a muzzle burn.

What, kneecaps?

Nuts?

Word of advice,
if I bleed out and die,

the Russians are
gonna be pissed.

I don't give a shit
about the Russians.

Where's the thumb drive?
Right.

You're still
Meachum's errand boy.

Well, he can't have it,

and neither can you.

I die, it flies,
and you know I'm right.

Bullshit.

Look, the Russians
just agreed to pay me, okay?

You blow it now, they will be on
your ass until the end of time.

So kill me

or please
get the hell out of my car.

*

MAN AND WOMAN: * When I go

* Into that ground

[gunshot]

Remember, nice
and easy with the breathing.

MAN AND WOMAN:
* I won't go quietly

* I'm bringing my crown

* When I go

* Into that ground

[gunshot]

Gently pull the trigger.

Don't jerk it.

Just take your time.

MAN AND WOMAN:
* Bury me face down

[gunshot]

MAN: * From the rubble

* What do I see?

So what if I can't shoot
a tin can from 100 yards?

The thing's five feet tall.

But at 600 yards, it'll
look like a can at 100 yards.

MAN: * I'll never get free

* Oh, I got troubles

* They won't let me be

[gunshot]

* But I won't get tired

All right.
Not bad, Pork.

MAN: * Till my troubles
got trouble with me *

Do it again.

MAN:
* Thinking that they've won

* It's only just begun

[crickets chirping]

[tense music]

*

BOB LEE: Yo, it's me.

Guard shift's about to change,
so it's time to go to work.

I swapped out the substation
fuses with cheaper ones.

They'll short out soon.

The lights will dip
when the generator kicks on,

and that's when you tuck in.

Wait until you see flames,
and then count to five.

Propane ignites at 470 degrees,
so you got to let it get hot.

How do you know this shit?

I'm a sniper.

Remember, this silencer
gives you one shot,

so if you miss, take it off,

but then they're gonna
hear you down below.

This is insane.

This is nothing.
Trust me.

*

See an ID, please.

*

MAN:
We got a power outage.

[speaking indistinctly]

*

I'm on it!

[sniper rifle fires]

[explosion]

Got a fire!

[indistinct chatter]

*

[indistinct radio chatter]

*

I was beginning to wonder
if you were gonna come.

Turn around.

[indistinct radio chatter]

You didn't once stop to think,
"Wow, this is too easy"?

I can assure you,
I'm unarmed.

The only way I want to kill you
is the only way I imagine

you'd like to kill me.

On a long gun.

There's a meeting.

Krukov called for it
to pay off Payne.

Yeah, I'm not going.
I think it's a set-up.

You're right.
It is a set-up.

KRUKOV: Okay, Swagger.

You can have the $10 million.

You kill Meachum, Lon Scott,
and Payne.

*

So why am I still alive?

I could've taken you out
two days ago at the hangar

when your guards
left you exposed.

They didn't cover you on your
morning run around the grounds.

Hmm.

If I thought you matter,
you'd already be dead.

But you're just a cog
in the Russians' wheel.

It's them I want.

So why didn't you kill them
when you had the chance?

I was outgunned.

Yeah?

Should've done
your reconnaissance.

I did my reconnaissance
on you.

You were the Oregon Junior Rifle
Champion three years in a row.

You were making shots
most shooters

in the adult
competition couldn't make.

But then, at 18, you lost.

You didn't even crack
the final round.

I assume the death
of your father earlier

that year had
an adverse effect on you.

Fathers have a way of
screwing up their sons.

Hmm.
They sure do.

*

I don't remember the pain.

How about you?

Yeah,
I remember it.

You know, my accident
happened before I got a chance

to serve my country.

I serve it now, though.

For years, I wanted to be
as good as you.

But we both know
I'm better now.

*

Yeah, the shot that
killed the Ukrainian president

was a good one,

even with your special
red bullet.

[chuckles]

But try making it when you got
grenades landing all around you,

command screaming in your ear,
and your buddy's

bleeding out 20 feet away.

I'm the sniper.

You're just a...

marksman.

*

You shoot pumpkins.

Come to the meet and watch
a real sniper work.

You'll see the difference.

There you go.
I got your bag.

I'll see you in a second.

Take it.
It's not much.

I can't.

[exhales sharply]

Stop.

What are you gonna do
if things don't pan out

the way Bob Lee says?

Please, I swore
I'd take care of you.

You already have.

Where are you going?

You can't say, can you?

You can't say when you'll call
or when I'll see you again.

Hey, I'll reach out
to you when we're safe.

I promise.

You remember when
I used to sneak out

to Tommy O'Leary's house?

And what has that got
to do with anything?

You've always covered
for me my whole life,

no matter what.

I need you to do it
this one last time.

But, Anne, you can't trust
anyone, no one.

[light instrumental music]

Mary, come say good-bye,
honey.

Bye, Auntie Anne.

Oh, good-bye, sweetheart.

You be a good girl, and you
take care of your mommy for me.

Okay?

Mm-hmm.
Come on.

Okay.

*

Uh-huh.

Goddamn, Payne.
Nothing you need to worry about.

Just do what you can
to shut Payne up.

Who was that?

Like I don't have
enough problems.

Now, I hear you've
changed your mind.

LON SCOTT:
They hired Swagger to kill us.

Now he's gonna
kill them instead.

MEACHUM: You arranged this
with Swagger.

What makes you think he isn't
gonna pop you too

while he's at it?

He will.
He'll try.

But it's worth the risk
in order to get my shot at him.

He kills the Russians,
he kills the deal.

You'll be able to make
a new deal

with whoever
Krukov's replacement is.

[scoffs]

Hey, Porter, here to get
your second Pulitzer?

[scoffs]

[knocking]

Hi.
Can I speak to Julie?

She's busy right now.

Simon Porter.
She knows me.

I just said
she's busy right now.

It's very important
that I speak to her.

You've got one second to get
your foot out of my door

before I break it.

[dramatic music]

*

[phone vibrating]

What do you want, Porter?

Julie Swagger's gone.

I'll have someone there
within the hour.

Do exactly as they say.

*

[engine revving]

All right,
you should be good to go.

Okay, so everyone arrives.
Then what?

Then I'm gonna
light the fuse.

Speak English.

BOBBY LEE: Create chaos and get
them questioning each other.

Red on red.

There'll be no innocents
in that hangar today.

Like I told you,
if all goes well,

all you'll have to do is spot.

But if some shit goes wrong,

you keep Payne alive
until we get the evidence.

Copy?

Copy.

[tense music]

*

Isaac?

This is some Deep Throat shit.

The situation
has grown untenable.

No kidding.

Swagger approached me
with a deal.

Let me guess.
He gets to kill everyone.

In exchange,
you leave him alone.

He wants his life back.

After Swagger has killed
Lon Scott, Meachum,

and Payne,
I'd like you to kill him.

Why the hell would
I trust you?

Because our interests
are aligned.

All right.

After it's done
and Bob Lee is dead,

you get on a plane
with Annex B, and you go.

But you leave the diamonds.

Of course.

How will you do it?

That's not your problem.

*

Anne, this is Carlos.

He's an attorney
at our publisher's.

Good morning, Ms. Murphy.

SIMON: Anne, we have
a formal offer of $500,000

for exclusive rights
to Julie and Bob Lee's story.

I know Julie's gone.

Can we please come in
and talk it over?

I know she needs the money.

You have a beautiful home.

Let's just get this over with.

We are delighted
to present this offer to you.

Take your time.
Read it carefully.

It's a very generous offer.

If my sister said no, she
probably won't change her mind.

Well, if it's in her best
interest, maybe she should.

How soon do you think
you can get this to her?

ANNE: I don't know.
She's very busy.

I'm not even sure
this is appropriate.

[tense music]

*

This is the last thing
I'm doing.

You tell Lon Scott
I'm done.

*

Armored up.
Must be the Russians.

NADINE: Copy that.

*

I got Lon Scott.

And I see Meachum.

BOB LEE:
Any sign of Payne?

*

NADINE: Wait.
Here comes a sedan.

*

Okay.
He's here.

[tense music]

*

[sighs]

Were you guys
back there measuring dicks?

Lon won, right?

*

Well, we could stand here
and have a circle-jerk,

or you could give me
my diamonds,

and I'll be on my merry way.

*

Thank you, sir.

*

[whistles]

You know, my dad said that
I'd never amount to anything.

Man, he was an asshole.

*

Shit.
Isaac.

*

Swagger, what's wrong?

BOB LEE: Johnson's down there
on a long gun.

He's got a bead on my location.
I need to move.

Don't let them kill Payne.
Swagger.

BOB LEE:
I got to get down there.

I'll meet you
at the checkpoint.

Do what you got to do.

Well, as the saying goes,

"All good things
must come to an end."

The thumb drive.

*

I'll call you from the air
and let you know where it is.

[sniper rifle fires]

[all shouting]

*

[sniper rifle fires]

[grunts]

[tense music]

*

[sniper rifle fires]

[sniper rifle fires]

[gunfire]
[all shouting]

[speaking Russian]

[gunfire]
[all shouting]

*

[grunts]

*

It's not him.
Let's go.

*

[tires screeching]

*

[breathing heavily]

*

Give it to me.

I know you put a tracker
on those diamonds.

Give it to me.

*

Hey, Tito, I need that thing
you're holding for me.

Sure thing.

[electronic beeping]

Here you go.
You okay?

I am now.
Cool, man.

Let me get back to my customer.
All right, brother.

[rock music]

*

[grunts]

[intense music]

[both grunting]

*

God, you're a dumbass.

[grunting]

*

[coughs]

Bob Lee?

[scoffs]
The thumb drive?

[phone line trills]

KRUKOV: Yes?
Swagger's gone.

He's got Annex B.

KRUKOV: Our mutual friends
will not be pleased.

Good-bye, Mr. Meachum.

*[Bob Moses'
"Like It Or Not"]

[light instrumental music]

*

MAN: * Like it or not

You did
what needed to be done.

Shit happens
on the battlefield.

This isn't a battlefield.
It is for me.

*

You were gonna kill them all,
weren't you?

That's why you went quiet.

It was plan A for you all along,

and if Isaac hadn't have been
there, you were gonna let loose.

You're goddamn right I was.
You lied to me.

You got what you needed.

MAN: * You feel it too

The ends don't justify
the means.

*

I shot men in cold blood today.

*

Nobody needs to know
you were on that rifle.

*

What the hell have you
gotten me into?

MAN: * Like it or not
you know it's true *

Give it to me.

One last thing.

MAN: * There isn't much

* That you can do

*

* Feeling so small

* You feel it too

[rustling]

[suspenseful music]

*

Hey, Mary, honey,

you got to get up for me, okay?

Come here.
Come here.

Mommy needs you
underneath the bed, all right?

I'm scared.
Come on.

It's okay.

Listen, you can't come out
until Mama comes back for you.

Okay?
Promise me.

Promise.
Quiet as a mouse.

[tense music]

*

[gun cocks]

*

[door creaking]

[door thuds]

*

Hey!

[gunshot]

No.

[gunshot]

What are you doing?

Hey!

[muffled yelling]

[door creaks]

*

[rustling]

[screaming]

[electronic beeping]

[phone line trilling]

[phone vibrating]

[dramatic music]

*

[dramatic music]

*