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Mr. Maranjian,
please stand.

Do you have anything to say before
the court renders its sentence?

Perhaps an apology to your
victims here in court.

I don't wanna take up anymore
of the Court's time.

Very well. Mr. Maranjian,
you were a hedge fund manager

who supported a lavish lifestyle
by robbing your clients blind.

In some cases, wiping out
their entire life savings.

The money was never recovered

and you've shown no remorse
for your actions.

However, the government has
indicated that you have provided

substantial assistance in
the prosecution of other cases.

With that in mind and
with credit for time served,

the court hereby sentences you
to 18 months in prison.

No.

Order. Order.

Mr. Maranjian is hereby
remanded into the custody

of the U.S. Marshal Service
to begin his incarceration

at Fort Walton Beach, Florida.

We're adjourned.

Why?

I can't believe that.

Easy.

Come with me.

The rich and powerful,
they take what they want.

We steal it back for you.

Sometimes bad guys
make the best good guys.

We provide... leverage.

You're lucky they just gave you
a warning, Ronald.

How do you know
my name?

Oh, that, yes. Well,
I think this belongs to you.

You guys cops?

No, no. We are in
the restitution business.

We're trying to help
Eddie's clients.

A little late
for that now.

No, no, no, no.
The judge says the money

Eddie Maranjian stole is gone.
We don't believe that.

Eddie liquidated $400,000
right before his trial.

And it looks to us like
it's still in this town.

And we came here to find it.
For you and the other victims.

Nobody wants to see this guy
get a slap on the wrist, Ronald.

I mean, but killing him?
He's a thief, not a murderer.

My sister, Natalie,
she wasn't a big shot, ya know.

She was a widow. Her husband
worked his whole life,

left her enough to live on.
Then she met Eddie.

He was smart, responsible,
and Armenian, like us.

Yeah, well, they call
these affinity crimes.

People who prey on fellow
members of ethnic groups.

Eddie took my sister's money.
Then, she got sick.

Only she didn't see a doctor

or tell anybody because
she didn't want to be a burden.

My sister died
in a hospital bed,

and it didn't
have to happen.

But Eddie,
he's just a thief, right?

Eddie's new address in
Fort Walton Beach, Florida,

is the original Club Fed.

He's got his own
nine-hole golf course.

Vegan menu.

This dude can play Frisbee
with the guys from Enron

- in the Quadrangle.
- I hate those guys.

Eighteen months in
a country club, this guy.

Yeah, and when he gets done, he gets to
come home and collect his hidden cash.

All right, so if this
guy's not afraid of prison,

then what incentive does he have
to tell us where the cash is?

- I'm thinking.
- Nate, I hate to rush you,

but Eddie goes to the prison
in an hour, so...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah.

What are you more afraid
of than prison?

Death?

And what are you more
afraid of than death?

Nice suit, Eddie.
Maybe when you get down there,

you can trade it for a
pack of smokes.

You think people handed me their
life savings because of a...

...because of a suit?

Are you gonna tell me it's
'cause you're a financial genius?

I like you, Charlie. You don't
seem like a typical fed.

I'm gonna give you
a little lesson in hedge funds.

I don't put on a suit

and say, give me your money.
I do the opposite.

I disappear.
I become a rumor.

An exclusive club open
only to select people.

People like your buddy Bob here.

One day, you realize he's been in the
club for awhile making big returns.

Bob, someone you know, respect.
That's the key.

Because now
I've shifted your fear.

You're not scared of
losing money anymore.

You're scared of losing out
on making money.

It's not about the suit,
Charlie.

It's about shifting fear.

Not much chit chat
between you two.

You lovebirds
have a little tiff?

We just started
working together.

- Don't talk to him.
- Lighten up, Bob.

Just making conversation.

You know, we've all got
our jobs to do.

Your job is to babysit scumbags.

And I, I have to work
on my slice.

What's 'a matter,
Eddie, don't like rats?

But you haven't seen a rat 'til
you been in a Florida prison.

Just making conversation.

Yeah, you wanna converse with
me. Uh-huh. These guys, man.

I told you, you gotta
stop talkin' to these guys.

- I know.
- I took one of these guys

just like him down
to Tallahassee once.

- Yeah.
- I'm tellin' you,

those rats are as big
as the baby gators down there.

- Wait 'til he gets
a good look at them.

- Yeah. Been down there yet?
- No, I haven't.

Aw, great.

Thanks for taking
a look at him, doctor.

You got me out of jury
duty, I should be thanking you.

Pupils are dilated.

Mr. Maranjian.
Mr. Maranjian.

- What state are we in?
- Massachusetts.

What's your birthday?

June...
June eighth.

No, no, no, no.
Take it easy. Take it easy.

That's it. Did he suffer
any head trauma?

Yeah, he got punched out
in court earlier.

Oh, well. I'd say
he has a concussion.

Of course, I'll have to do
an MRI to be sure.

Yeah, well, he can get one
at the prison infirmary.

Our flight leaves
in about an hour.

I don't think you understand.

No, he's not going anywhere.
This is serious.

This man could have
a subdural hemorrhage.

He is not cleared to fly until
I fully, uh, check him out.

I'm gonna make arrangements
for a transfer.

OK, so what
do we do now?

Well, I just sent Eddie
to the hospital, so...

Let's go steal us
a hospital.

So, let me get
this straight.

- You're a doctor.
- Yeah.

What if someone asks you
to deliver a baby?

I'd say, I'm not
an obstetrician.

- What? A what?
- A baby doctor.

What if there's a train accident
and there's stretchers everywhere,

and someone points to you and says,"Hey
you, help me with this sucking chest wound."

I would stick my hand
in the chest

and then hope
for the best.

Oh, you are so not
operating on me.

OK, do you have...
Do you have the list?

- Yeah.
- Yeah? All right, go shopping.

Jurisdiction. Order 23.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I put speakers
in Eddie's room

and every three feet
down the hallway.

So if you want to hear footsteps
coming towards you,

you slide the cursor this way.

And walking away, this way.

I made you a master audio file with all the
stuff we recorded plus the sound effects.

You mix 'em any way you want.
You're the DJ.

- Looks good. Hey.
- Hey.

Are you sure there's no patients
on this floor?

No, they use this place
for storage. We own it.

All right, well here's
the stuff from the van

plus almost everything
from the list.

And, by the way,
nurses haven't worn skirts

with white stockings
since the '70s.

- Sorry.
- Guys, listen up.

Eddie is here for an MRI.
That gives us two hours,

don't need to tell ya
that's not a lot of time.

You might be playing
multiple parts in this one.

Parker and I are the medical team.
Sophie, your next door to the patient.

What are you...?
What are you doing?

- Eliot, Hardison...
- This is my shirt.

- No. Give me the shirt. Don't make me...
- It's a 17. Gotta have the 17.

- Guys?
- Gimme... No, wait...

I can't wear a size sixteen
neck, OK? I got to breathe.

I got to wear my scrubs
underneath the uniform.

- I need a bigger neck.
- Just keep your eye on the marshals, all right?

- We got two hours
starting now. Go.

- You're gonna give me that shirt.
- Listen to me son,

you need those fingers to type
on your keyboard, don't ya?

Just so you know, a bully is just
a cowboy with low self-esteem.

- What was that, man?
- I said, what.

My insecure ass gonna
be wearin' this shirt.

Dr. Cohen, radiology.

Mr. Maranjian?
Time for your MRI.

- Could you remove his restraints please?
- What?

There's no metal allowed
in the MRI chamber.

I'll cut him loose
when we get to the door.

Relax, Bob. You're only
taking off my chains

so they can stuff me
in a tin can.

You're not claustrophobic,
are you Mr. Maranjian?

Because you've got
nothing to be afraid of.

- Let's go over the code.
- What code? We're a couple of cops.

Unarmed cops who may need
to communicate in code.

So look, I'll casually
mention Star Trek.

- Great, 'cause that comes up a lot.
- It does.

Look, if I mention
Star Trek one, three or five,

then everything's OK because
the odd one's suck,

but if I mention two, four
or six, then we're in trouble.

Say I mention, The Search
for Spock, what do you do?

- I don't have a TV.
- Look it, everybody has TV's.

Dead people have TV's.
You don't have a TV.

You're back again,
Mr. Trent.

You know, these kids
and their skateboards.

Seems like he's
getting hurt a lot lately.

Mr. Maranjian,
let's see if we can't

get you outta here
in a jiff.

Take your time.
I'm in no hurry.

Pull up your sleeve,
please.

Let's see your wrist.
Thank you.

Ooh. Oh, that must be
very itchy.

When did you get that rash?

- I never noticed that before.
- Huh? Really.

Huh. Nurse, we're gonna have
to do some tests before the MRI.

If you could bring Mr. Maranjian
to the eighth floor, please.

Eight? Are you sure?

Did I not make myself clear?

- Uh, is something wrong?
- No. No, no, not at all.

It's just, it's routine. We'll
have you back down here in a jiff.

Nurse, if you could take him out
the side door, that'd be great.

- Thank you.
- No problem.

All we gotta do is keep these
marshals out of the MRI room.

- MRI scheduling. - I don't know why
you gotta bring stupid-ass donuts.

- You're not even ready.
- Now, I am ready.

I am 97.10
percent ready.

- Hey, there. Ted Crichton.
- Bob Corville.

- Nice to meet you.
- And Charlie Merrill.

- Charlie.
- Oh.

Well, I'm Greg Michaels.

Just a little welcome
from the Belbridge PD.

Hey, 'preciate it. Hopefully, we'll
be outta your hair pretty soon.

Don't worry about it, man. They
get better medical than we do.

- Yeah.
- Whatever happened to just bustin' rocks, huh?

Oh. Buy me dinner first.

Marshal's orders.

Hi. I'm Bridget.

Eddie. I'd shake your hand,
but...

Wow! You a hard case
or somethin'?

- I am goin' to prison.
- Really? Ooh.

Can you pass along
a little message to my ex?

Actually, it's some
photos of me.

Oh, this day just keeps
getting better.

How is this
supposed to work?

I barely dosed him
with Rohypnol.

I mean, it must've
worn off by now.

Especially with the rash.

Yeah, well, look at him.
I mean, he's totally fine.

This thing,
I need you to read on the,

- what do ya...?
- PA?

- PA thing. Yeah.
- Want me to make announcements?

Yeah. Could you? Yeah.

Yeah, you're really sellin'
the whole hospital experience.

No, but that's not
what I'm selling.

I get up to use the jukebox,
and this little skank goes

and parks herself
on my bar stool.

And I'm like, "No, no, no,
no, no. I got dibs on that. "

And you know what she does?
Nuttin'. Like I'm not even there.

Dr. Burns, please report
to the cardiac ward.

Dr. Burns,
to the cardiac ward.

Infectious disease unit,
please pick up line 23.

Infectious disease,
pick up 23.

See, you tell someone they
have a bunch of symptoms

and the information
gets processed

in this executive
center of the brain, right?

It's job is to question
assumptions, start an argument.

But if you suggest symptoms,
you can bypass all that.

Like subliminal advertising?

It's actually
neurolinguistic programming.

You know, the gateway
to the amygdala and...

...which is the fear center
of the brain.

You asked what we're selling.
That's what we're selling.

- So, we're selling...?
- Yeah, fear.

- Oh, fear. Cool.
- Yeah. Yeah.

So I eyeballed the bartender,
Casey, and I'm like,

"Hey, back me up here. "

And you know what he does?
Looks away. Yeah.

And we used to go out.
You know, not out-out,

but, like, you know,
hook up.

So, I figure, I gotta
take care of this myself.

- So I reach over...
- We interrupt this broadcast

to bring you this
Special Report.

- A series of health...
- Eddie, hey, I'm talkin' here.

Did you...?
Did you see that?

- What?
- It said Special Report.

It was there for a second
and then it was gone.

Huh? Special report, huh?

Hey, maybe someone took
a pop at the pope.

Yeah.
It could happen.

Are you with the
Center for Disease Control?

This is an escaped contagion.

This is a military
jurisdiction, Order 23.

All right,
no one goes in or out.

So I go to
the bar, right,

and this blonde who looks like
my partner in a tube top...

...has a handful

of this brunette's hair, right?

So, the brunette's screaming,
"Gimme back my weave!"

What is the blonde supposed
to do, sew it back in?

- Is she supposed to cornrow it?
- I can't believe

what you guys have to do, man.
You guys are nuts if you...

Whoa, whoa, excuse me. Whoa, whoa,
whoa, we've got an inmate in here.

Three car accident
on the interstate.

- He's gonna have to wait.
- Come on.

That's your inmate?

We've got a runaway.

How the hell
did this happen?

Fourteen years, I have
never lost a prisoner.

I'm not startin' today.

- Attention all law enforcement personnel...
- Hey, Bob. Bob, Bob, Bob.

Is that the best way
to play this?

I mean, come with me.

You were supposed to be
watching that guy.

I mean, we were supposed
to be watching this guy.

This is a career-ender,
for all of us.

What are you suggesting?

All right, there's cameras
all over this hospital, OK?

I say we check the footage.
We go room by room

- until we find him.
- This never happened.

- My wife just had a baby.
- His wife just had a baby.

OK, but when I say we're done,
I'm calling it in. You got that?

- OK.
- Let's go.

- OK.
- So much for havin' two hours.

We're gonna stick with the plan.
We're just gonna move things up.

Eliot, lose the uniform.
Sophie, it's time.

I step away for like, two minutes,
and you know what she does?

She takes your bar stool.
You told me already.

Is it getting hot in here?

Shh.

I can't...

I don't feel good.

I don't feel so good.

- What is it?
- Pulse is tachycardic.

I need two units of packed RPC
and two of FFP IV stat.

Start a central line
and get a 12 lead please.

What's happening?

You're gonna be fine.
I just need you to relax.

Prepare to intubate.

Prepare to intubate.

- She's Bradying down.
- We're losing her.

Clear!

- Again.
- Clear.

We're losing her fast.
Come on. Come on.

I'm gonna try
one more thing.

All right, that's it.
That's it. I'm calling it.

The time, 6:22pm.

Nurse. What's going on?
Nurse!

I'm... What is going on?!

Nurse!

Nurse! Nurse!

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

Right there. Right...
Is that him? Right there?

- Right there with the...
- No!

- Yes, him.
- No.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

- Really?
- Well, what about here?

- What?
- No.

It looks
like him. You should...

Are you sure, man?

No. This is
the last of the footage.

Looks like Eddie's
still in the hospital.

Yeah, but why would he do that?
That doesn't make any sense.

Why, if we think he's gone,

then that moves
the search outside.

It spreads us thin.

He just waits for
the right moment

and walks right out
the front door.

- You're right.
- Yeah.

Which means we'll have to count
for everybody in the building.

- Sure.
- Greg, right?

- Yes.
- Where's your partner?

He's answering
a call from dispatch.

He's tryin'
to buy us some time.

Well, you tell Ted
to get down here.

Because you and he are
covering the north side.

You and I, we got
the south wing.

- Let's go.
- Sure thing. Yipitee-skip.

Me and Ted,
we'll meet you downstairs.

All right.

North wing with Charlie.
I got it.

Tell me why I just pulled two
sets of car keys off these guys.

Why would they be
riding separately?

I'm gonna go check it out.
Eliot? Eliot?

- Eliot?
- Yeah, well, we can't keep disappearing on these guys.

Bob's barely hooked as it is.

Yeah. I'm at the hospital.
Kid's a klutz.

Hello? Is anyone there?

Nurse! Nurse!

Hello. Can anyone hear me?

- Please.
- What do we do now?

Now? Now, we wait.
This is the stall.

It's no different
than any other con.

Wait, his nose.
Is that... real blood?

I'm bleeding!

- I'm bleeding!
- Yes. Yes, it is.

Hello?
Can anyone hear me? Please.

Did you just give
a guy a nosebleed

with the power
of your mind?

Amygdala mania.

The almond tonsils.

Is it just me or has Nate
gotten a little sadistic

since he quit drinking?

Is it just me or does that
make him even more attractive?

Eliot, can you talk?
What's Charlie doin'?

I haven't gotten there yet.

No wonder I couldn't
hear you on my comms.

Eliot, stop checkin' out the nurses
and get your ass down to Charlie.

I'm on my way, all right?
Shut up.

Excuse me, sir? Can I talk
to you for a second, please?

Wait here.

What seems
to be the problem?

How'd your son
break his arm?

Fell off his skateboard.

- He fell off his skateboard.
- Yeah.

That bruise on
his cheek's a week old.

The one on his neck
is three days.

He get that fallin' too?

- You don't believe me? Ask him.
- Why, huh?

So I can learn how well
his daddy taught him to lie?

If you're gonna arrest me, go
ahead. I'll be out in five minutes.

I ain't gonna arrest you.

Randall Trent,
73 Austin Street.

I got my eye on ya now.

How many guys don't even
see their kids?

I bet this place is full
of deadbeat dads.

But a man who provides
for his family,

who shows his son a firm hand,
he's the bad guy?

Go back to your speed traps.

Hello?

- Who the hell is that?
- That is hospital security.

We didn't have a chance
to break down their schedule.

- Hello?
- OK, looks like someone's crashing our party.

Sophie, you're up.

You know, I once had to play
six parts in Nicholas Nickleby.

And Mrs. Squeers and Fip
had a bloody song together.

- Is anybody up here?
- I'm down here! Please!

Hello?

Hello?

You
have been exposed to an antigen

that is repelled by water.

Do not move until you
hear further instructions.

- Do you understand?
- Yes.

- Why is this a rental?
- Hi. I'm calling from

the Patrolmen's
Benevolent Association.

I'm trying to get in touch
with two of your officers.

Greg Michaels and Ted Crichton.

Yeah. You don't.

Our files must be out of date.
Thank you.

Eliot, you remember when Eddie
got a slap on the wrist

because the judge said he
provided substantial assistance

to the government?
Yeah, well,

it looks like Eddie
ratted out the Armenian mob.

And Marshall Charlie,
he ain't a fed.

He's a hitman
sent to kill Eddie.

Unless duct tape and lye

are standard issue for a
Deputy U.S. Marshal.

Eliot. You...?

Eliot, are you there?
Can you hear me?

- Charlie. Hey. Any luck?
- No. He could be anywhere.

Check the drawers.

This job never gets any easier,
does it?

No, it does not.

Would Dr. Ralph O. Khan,
please report to surgery.

Dr. Ralph O. Khan,
report to surgery.

Ralph O. Khan!

You picked the wrong day
to mess with me, Charlie.

Come on.

Punk.

Please, please, help me.

Please, somebody help me.

Somebody help me.

Mr. Maranjian,
we need you to settle down.

Settle down?
What the hell is going on here?

That woman next to me,
she came in here, she was fine.

- And now, she's dead.
- She was not fine.

What was wrong with her?
What was wrong with her?

We're trying to find out.

You see,
the Soviets had a program.

They're trying to weaponize
the Marburg virus.

And it's all very,
very, very secret.

And we're finding that the
accelerated incubation period

- of the dozen cases that we've...
- Dozen cases?

Yes, if we've studied the...

RL... It's...
Well, we've...

- Oh, God. Oh, God.
- Dr. Foster!

- Oh, God.
- Dr. Foster.

Oh, God!

- You think
you can ignore me

like I don't have any feelings.
Like I never sat there,

never listened to you talk
all night about trying...

Hardison, have you been
talking the whole time?

I wouldn't of had to if you
didn't turn off your comm.

I took care of the fake marshal.
Where's the real one?

Eliot, it looks like
he's in a stairwell

on his way to... Oh, no.

It ain't good, man.

I'm fine. You know,
the rash is localized.

I know.

I just need an
anti-inflammatory, Nurse.

And give me...
What are you doing?

- I'm sorry. Order 23.
- Wait. Where are you going?

- You can't just leave me here.
- Please, Nurse.

Let me... let me talk
to CDC in Atlanta.

- I can't. They're coming.
- Who's coming? Wait!

What's Order 23?
Is it to leave us here to die?

Please, get me out of here.
I am not sick.

Don't listen to him.
Variant U cannot be released

- into the general population.
- Shut up!

- It's not my decision!
- Is it for $400,000?

Is it your decision then?
I have it. Near here.

And I'll take you there.
All you have to do is let me go.

Please.

No! No!

No, no, no, no, no.

You're making a big mistake.
Everyone's gonna die.

Aw, damn.

Attention, all law
enforcement personnel.

Code 1098. I repeat, code 1098.

Escaped prisoner leaving
County General,

possibly armed
and dangerous.

Ralph O. Khan?

Man, you should see
what ideas you come up with

when you got no blood flow
to your brain.

Uh-oh, man.
Come on.

- Hey.
- Hey.

How's the arm,
my man?

It's OK.

Yeah? My name's Eliot.
What's your name?

Randy.

Randy?
Oh, I like that name.

I had an uncle
named Randy.

There sure are a lot of cops
runnin' around here, huh?

You know, if you wanted,
you could go up to one...

...tell 'em what
happened to your arm.

Hey, Randy.

You don't have to be
afraid anymore.

Dad knows these cops. You know?
They come to my house.

They'll drink beer.
I mean...

I can't.

Eliot.
Come on, man, we gotta go.

Nice meeting ya, man.

Parker, we're blown.
Cops are everywhere.

They've got
the hospital on lockdown.

We're gonna have
to hug the wall

and wait for
the camera to pass, OK?

The exit's
right over there.

Thanks. I see it.

Deal's a deal.

So, what happened,
Eddie, huh?

You got a little bored
during your trial,

started lookin' around
and you thought,

"Now, what's the last place
someone would look

for stolen money
in this town?"

What's so funny,
Eddie?

I'm just thinking about all
the crimes you committed today.

Burglary, assault,
kidnapping.

I'm going to prison
for 18 months.

But you, every one of you
is looking at 25 to life.

I know your faces.
I know all your faces.

I am really good with faces.

You're gonna pay for
what you did to me. Right now.

Stop! Hey!
Stop, stop, stop. Please.

- They're in there.
- Get on the ground. Get on the ground.

- Get on the ground.
- They're in there.

They told me I was gonna die.
I was in a hospital.

They locked me in a room.
It's not what you think.

- Get on the ground, now.
- Oh, OK.

OK, but listen.
I didn't do anything wrong.

I'm the victim here.
They're in there.

Sir, you assaulted
a security guard.

You tasered a nurse.
You escaped federal custody.

- No. No, I didn't.
- Get on the ground right now.

- No.
- On the ground now.

I'm not trying to escape.
I'm running for my life.

You're not listening.
Please, listen.

I didn't do anything wrong.

I have a...
You don't get it.

You don't...
Please, listen.

- Let me explain. Look.
- Yeah, that's the guy.

Can you listen to me? Please? They're
in there. They're gonna get away.

Yeah, yeah,
that's the guy.

That's the guy
that did this to me.

That's what they
want you to think.

That's what they want you
to think. None of it's true.

I'm telling the truth.
I'm... Please, look. Please.

If you'd just listen.
Listen, please. Listen.

None of you are
listening to me.

None of it...
That's them. You see them?

That one was trying
to be a doctor.

And then,
that one's a nurse.

That wasn't a nurse.
She's not really a nurse.

So, here's everything you need
to know about criminal law.

Every crime has two elements:

Actus reus, the act itself,
and mens rea,

literally,
the guilty mind.

Wait. Now you're
a doctor and a lawyer?

Yes. Now, for the escape,

the prisoner has to both
break out of custody

and show
the intent to escape.

Wait. So, if, let's say,
a prisoner was taken hostage

during a jailbreak, then he
wouldn't be guilty of escape.

- That's a perfect example.
- Kiss ass.

Which brings us back
to our friend Eddie,

and how the brain
reacts to fear.

In the heat
of the moment,

Eddie didn't ask himself
a simple question.

Who would doubt
his guilty mind?

I hate the morgue.

These things all look
the same to me, you know?

We're lookin' for
an A-17. Alpha-one-seven.

Oh. Yeah.
Oh, sweet news, guys.

Couple units picked
our guy up downtown.

He had a mental breakdown
or something.

He was complaining about the plague
or locusts or like, hemorrhoids or...

- Well, I...
- There it is right there.

- A-17.
- Wow. That's...

Oh.

Look at...

Oh! Son of a...

Whoa!

He lunged at me.
You saw that. Right?

- He lunged at me.
- Weird.

I'm writing this
in my report.

He's supposed to be dead.
What the hell? What the hell?

That guy.

- Oh, God.
- What's wrong, Bob?

It's been a hell of a day.

- I got duped by a fake marshal.
- Yeah.

I let my first
prisoner escape.

That's not
the way I see it.

What do you mean?

A courageous U.S. Marshal
put himself in harm's way

by allowing a contract killer
to infiltrate his team

in an effort to derail
a plot to murder

a cooperating federal witness.
That's my report.

- This is your collar.
- That's good.

But I can't
let you do that.

I'm the one that told you
not to make the call.

You said, I'm gonna call it in.
I said, "No, no, no, don't. " So...

- It's only fair.
- Damn right it is.

You and your partner,
you're all right.

- I don't know how
to thank you though.

Do one thing for me.

You got it.

Randy?

I'm Deputy United States
Marshal Robert Corville.

I'm from Boston. I think
you and I need to talk.

Who you talkin' to out there?

Come on.

Come on.
It's all right, son.

Come on.

You're gonna be OK,
Randy.