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Hey, sorry
to keep you waiting.

- No worries.
- Whew.

Double espresso, almond milk.

Thank you.

- You're wearing the scarf.
- Oh, yeah.

Of course. I love it.

You look good.

I'm gonna wear
anything you give me.

- Plus, it's cold out.
- Yeah, what happened?

- [gunshot]
- [grunts]

Oh, Je... Jesus.

[tense music]

[panting]

[coughs]

Baby, you're okay.
You're okay, Rina.

Hey, this is
Special Agent Jubal Valentine.

I need an ambulance at
the 300 block of Chamber Lane.

I have an agent
who's been shot.

The 300 block of Chamber Lane.
Now!

[♪]

*F B I*
Season 04 Episode 09

Episode Title: "Unfinished Business"
Aired on: December 14, 2021.

Hey, any luck
with the witnesses?

No. Everyone heard the shot.
Nobody saw the shooter.

- Okay.
- Any update on Rina?

Yeah, she's being rushed
into surgery.

- Hobbs is there.
- Jubal,

you know, we all feel
terrible that this happened.

Yeah. Yeah.

You didn't see the shooter?

No. No.

ERT scrubbed
the immediate area.

No discarded shell casing.

So the shooter either policed
up his own brass,

or he was using a revolver.

It wouldn't have been
a revolver.

He would have had to be close.
I would have seen him, so...

It could have been a sniper.
Tiff and I'll grab some agents.

- Start canvassing possible vantage points.
- Yeah.

Hey.

- Jubal.
- Yeah?

Listen, we're gonna find out
who did this.

- Yeah.
- I can arrange for you

to be taken home
or directly to Rina...

- No, no.
- To check on her.

I'm good.

Jubal, I know you two
were dating,

and that you were standing
right next to her

when she got shot.

- Protocol says that you...
- I didn't see anything,

so I'm not
a good witness anyway,

so I think we can
put protocol aside.

I need to stay focused on this.

I'm good.
Please.

Okay.
Let's get to work.

Assistant Director in Charge
Rina Trenholm

is in surgery right now...
Shot in cold blood.

We are gonna find
the coward that did this.

What do we know?

The bullet taken out of
Agent Trenholm

was a 9 millimeter.

There's no ballistic record
on file.

9 millimeter is not a bullet
associated with sniping.

Yeah, well,
what else do we know?

Any cameras in the area?

We've been scrubbing
every available piece

of traffic cam footage
on that street.

So far,
no sign of the shooter.

I found something interesting
when I scrubbed

Rina's door cam footage.

This guy was lurking near
Rina's house a few days ago.

[suspenseful music]

And this was just yesterday.

He appears to be following Rina

as soon as she leaves
her house.

Kelly, can you get
a facial rec hit on this guy?

Yep.

Frank Castlewood. 45 years old.

Does he have
a criminal history?

Yeah. A few armed robberies.

Looks like the most recent
arrest was for mail theft.

Earned him a one-year stretch
at MCC.

Got out a week ago.

He have a past with Rina?

Was she one of his
arresting agents?

That's negative.
No ties to her that I can find.

So why was he following her?

Uh, yeah, there's only
one way to find out.

Did probation have
an address for him?

No, but it does say in his
supervised release file

that they're about to violate
him if he doesn't supply one.

It looks like he called
their office yesterday.

I've got the burner
phone number that he used.

- Ping it.
- Okay.

Phone is currently
at a hotel on West 27th Street.

Go. Now. Bring his ass in.

[♪]

FBI. Nobody move!

Hands where I can see them.

Come on. Get out. Let's go.

Sit on the bed.

- Hey, come here. Let's go.
- Have a seat.

On the bed.

- Where's Castlewood?
- Frank?

Uh, he just left
about 15 minutes ago.

- What's this about?
- [ringtone playing]

How do you know Frank?

We met him a couple days ago
at a bar.

[ringtone playing]

Number's a match.
Why'd Frank leave his phone?

He didn't. That's mine.
What do you mean it matches?

- You let Frank use your phone?
- Only once.

He said he had to call
his probation officer.

[♪]

Frank have a gun?

Yeah. A little pistol.

Did he say
where he was going?

To get cigarettes
and to meet some guy.

He said it wouldn't be long.
It's just down the street.

Right. Stay with these two.

We're gonna start a grid search
in the surrounding area.

Okay,
he couldn't have gotten far

if he just left 15 minutes ago.

True.

Castlewood! FBI.

We wanna talk to you.
Hey!

[gunshots]

Shots fired.

In full pursuit of suspect
eastbound from our location.

[tense music]

[♪]

I got you.

Go, go!

Put your gun down. Now.

Okay! Okay! Everybody relax.

Listen to her, Frank.
Put it down!

Now get your hands up
nice and high.

Okay.

Where'd you get
this money from?

[♪]

- Hey, Jubal.
- Yeah?

Ballistics already came back
on Castlewood's 9 millimeter.

Okay. And?

Gun's not a match to the one
that shot Rina.

Okay, well, we saw the way
he was stalking her.

We know he's involved.

Uh... oh, sorry.

I-I...
[stammers]

Isobel said that it would
be better

if we went in there
without you.

Look, Rina's fighting
for her life.

I'm gonna fight to make a case
against the guy who shot her.

We care about Rina,
too, Jubal.

We just gotta protect
the case, right?

Okay, look, I get it,
but I-I-I'm going in.

Hey, Elise. Where's Jubal?

Interviewing Castlewood.

Do you want me to go grab him?

Um, no. No thanks.

Of course you did,
and that's why you shot at us.

I shot in the air
so I could run.

- Wasn't trying to hit anyone.
- Oh, come on, Frank.

You think the jury's
gonna believe that?

Look, I saw something
about this on the news.

Happened in the morning,
right?

You know exactly
when this happened,

so please do not insult us
by pretending

that you saw it on the news,
okay?

I keep telling you,
you got the wrong guy.

I was sitting in a hotel cafe
this morning

eating my breakfast.

I saw it on their TV.
Can't be in two places at once.

All right?
Check with the waitress.

She'll remember me.
I left her a fat tip.

We have you on camera
following our agent.

Even if you weren't
the shooter,

you were definitely
helping whoever was.

If you're gonna keep
telling me that I'm lying,

why are we even talking?

Ain't I supposed to have
a lawyer present for this?

What if we drop the attempted
murder charge

for shooting at these two?

Jubal, what are you doing?

Oh, you can do that?

You can make this case
go away.

- I mean we'd have to talk...
- Yeah. I can do that.

[tense music]

[♪]

Tell me who the shooter was.

All I can tell you is that
I'm not the shooter.

All I did was follow the woman

and make a log
of her daily routine.

Okay. For who?

Can't say.

Look, on my mother's grave,

I didn't know
she was gonna get shot.

Is that where you got
the money from?

From whoever asked you
to follow her?

[♪]

This deal is still
on the table,

but it's not gonna be for long.
Tell me.

Who paid you to follow her?

All right.

You write out the deal
right here, right now,

I'll tell you everything
I know,

but I want to be absolved
of all crimes.

Past. Future.
No more supervised release.

Okay, I gotta talk to the
US attorney's office first.

All right. You know what?
I'm done talking for good.

- I want a lawyer now.
- You don't. Trust me.

Keep talking, okay?

- We're gonna work something out here.
- - I'm done talking.

Okay, Jubal...

- Tell me who it was now.
- Lawyer. Now.

- Tell me who it was!
- Jubal.

Yeah.

[♪]

We gotta walk out.
It's done.

He asked for a lawyer.

Even if he said something
relevant right now,

the court'd dismiss it.

Yeah.

His alibi checks out.

Yeah, okay. But still...

Jubal, you crossed
the line in there.

He asked for a lawyer.

Yeah. Okay. I hear you.

Maybe I was pushing too hard.

What's going on?

Um.

Rina has a brain hemorrhage.

[apprehensive music]

- Jubal...
- I made a mistake in there.

It won't happen again.

[♪]

All right. Clock is ticking.

We know Castlewood
was not the shooter,

but he gave information
to the man who was.

So let's connect those dots.
What do we know?

I've been scrubbing
street cam footage,

retracing Castlewood's steps
after he left his lady friends

in that hotel this morning.

Found some street cam
footage of him talking to a guy

a few blocks from the hotel.

Oh, yeah, okay.
That's... yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay, wait. Pause it there.
Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay. Did you run facial rec?

Yes. Ex-marine.
Name is Logan Winters.

Looks like ATF was recently
working a case on the guy.

Yeah? Okay.

Steve, what's ATF's interest
in Logan Winters?

Yeah, two years ago,
Winters was arrested

by our New York office for
a federal weapons violation.

Well, that crime
has a stiff sentence.

Why is he still on the street?

Shows he was arrested,
convicted,

but then beat
the case on appeal.

Do we have an address
or a phone we can ping?

No, nothing in the system,

but here's something
that's probably pertinent.

Looks like Castlewood
and Winters were both together

at the Metropolitan
Correctional Center this year.

Housed together
prior to Winters

having his case overturned.

Okay, unless I'm missing
something,

neither of them did time
on a case

that would indicate
a grudge against the FBI.

Yeah, or Rina.

Okay, so now, we've got
more questions than answers.

How do we remedy that?

Okay, Steve, I need to see
the case file.

Yeah, I'm trying
to access it,

but the system's
shutting me out.

Looks like it's got restricted
access for some reason.

"For case agents' eyes only."

Why would they seal
an old case file?

- I'm not sure.
- Okay.

Case agent is Sanchez.

- Get a hold of him.
- Yeah.

Maggie. OA.
Talk to the case agent.

- Get some answers.
- Okay.

[tense music]

[♪]

[sighs]

Winters is no joke.

Believed to be responsible
for a handful

of assassinations
in South America.

He trying to take out a fed?
That's a lot of heat.

Don't see why he would do
something like that.

That's why we need your
investigative files on him.

I can't do that.

That's for
internal review only.

Part of a bigger case.

Is it bigger than our agent
getting shot

in front of her house
in broad daylight?

Look, I understand
the importance

of your investigation,
so I'm willing to tell you

everything that's relevant
to your needs,

but that file stays sealed,

so just ask me
what you need to know.

Do you have a last
known address on Winters?

That's a no.

What about known associates?

Maybe that can help us
track him down.

- I do, but it's complicated.
- Well, what does that mean?

It means that I want to help,
but I don't want to blow a case

that I've been working on
for two years.

I don't even know
why we're doing this.

Your deputy director
is Tom Parsons, correct?

What about him?

I served in Afghanistan
with him.

I'm gonna give him a call

and see how he feels
about you stonewalling us.

[line trilling]

Okay, okay.

Winters has an associate
by the name of Bill McCain.

He owns a private gun club
in Brooklyn.

During our investigation,
we've seen Winters make daily visits.

From what I understand,
the two of them are close.

Does he still frequent
the place?

He did as of two days ago,
but just do me a favor.

If you jam Winters,
do it away from the gun store.

Understood.
Address?

Bill McCain
is my primary target.

The dude is responsible
for flooding the country

with a bunch
of untraceable ghost guns,

so if he gets nervous
and rabbits,

that's two years' worth of work
down the drain.

Yeah, even your big shot friend
Deputy Director Parsons

will be pissed,
if that happens.

You didn't really work
with his boss, did you?

No.

Man, I don't know
how this place stays open.

There's not been anybody
in or out

for the last three hours.

Going in the online reviews,
it only gets two stars.

Lots of comments about the
owner being a bit of an ass.

Well, I guess when you got
a lot of guns,

you can afford to have
a lot of attitude.

[phone rings]

What's up?

It's an update
from Jubal on Rina.

Doctors are doing their best,
but it's an uphill battle.

If I was Winters,

I would be heading for
the border, not a gun store.

We're tracking
all the borders

and flight manifests.

If he's our shooter,
I'm sure he's aware of that.

[suspenseful music]

There he is. Heads up.

Our target just pulled in

driving a late model
Chevy Malibu.

Stand by for plates.

Yeah.
We got a New York plate.

2 Sierra Papa Victor 768.

- Kelly, run that plate.
- Copy that.

- Are you sure it's Winters?
- Affirmative.

Looks like he's on his own.

Hey, Scola, we're gonna
stand our ground

unless you tell us otherwise.

Okay. Copy.

When we announce ourselves,
you and OA pull up hot.

[tense music]

[♪]

[bell ringing]

[♪]

Okay.
There's a train coming.

Get ready to hop out
when he bails.

[train horn blaring]

No, no, no, no.
You're not gonna make it!

[grunts]

[tires screech]

[train horn blares]

Damn it.

Damn it!

Jubal, we lost him.

What do you mean
you lost him?

Are you serious?

Kelly, where are we
with that plate?

It's a rental
out of Brooklyn.

Okay, good.
Is the GPS accessible?

Looks like he disabled it.

I'm gonna try
to turn it back on remotely.

- Got it.
- Yeah? It's him?

- We got him?
- It's him.

All right.
We're getting his location!

[♪]

[indistinct chatter]

Okay, so the building is owned
by the same shell corporation

that rented the vehicle,
most likely set up by Winters.

It's probably where
he lays his head,

- so assume it's fortified.
- Copy that.

Blue team, secure the rear.

[♪]

Hey!

We've got eyes on Winters.
He's heading to the roof.

Stop! Hey!

[gunshot]
[groans]

Agent down.
Maggie, where are you hit?

Talk to me, Maggie. You okay?

[coughs]
No.

I don't see a shooter.

[♪]

Talk to me, Maggie.

Talk to me, Maggie. You okay?

[Maggie grunts]

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Hey.

How you feeling?

Vest did its job. I'm fine.

The bullet didn't penetrate
the vest, but she's got

some bruised ribs
as well as a mild concussion.

My advice is roll her
to a hospital.

Yeah. Thank you.
All due respect,

I'm not going to the hospital.

Maggie, can we just
slow down?

I thought I almost lost you,
for a second.

Yeah. Yeah.
That was scary.

Look, I don't want
to get into that right now.

Did we lose Winters?

Yeah, but we are scrubbing
traffic and surveillance cams.

No sign of him.

Hey, so what is this thing?

Some sort of remote-control
machine gun?

I don't know for sure,
other than it looks like

a pretty sophisticated device.

Software processing boards
inside are cutting edge.

What makes it work and how
sophisticated is a mystery

because unfortunately,
OA did a number on it.

Good thing he did,

or else it would have
kept shooting.

No doubt,
but if it wasn't damaged,

I'd be able to track
some of these components.

Maybe use that
to help track down Winters.

You know, this thing
was hidden in plain sight.

I might be able
to help with that.

[suspenseful music]

[♪]

Right there.

- It looks exactly the same.
- Right?

I'm betting that's by design.

An electrical box
isn't gonna raise any eyebrows.

Makes sense why Jubal
didn't see a shooter.

Ian, how's it coming?

The device outside
Rina's home is kind of genius.

In a bad way.
Take a look at this.

The camera on this thing
searches for a facial rec hit

then uses that alert
to trigger the device.

Interesting side note,
the same kind of device

was recently used in Iran
to kill a nuclear scientist.

Okay, so facial rec.

That means somebody
input Rina's face, yeah?

It wasn't just her face.

What do you mean?

[mechanical whirring]

[tense music]

[♪]

It was yours
and a dozen others.

All the...

[♪]

Our... our families?

Okay,
if Jubal's face was in there,

why didn't it shoot him
as well?

The magazine jammed.

That's why Tiff and Scola
weren't shot either.

All right.

Okay, we're gonna get
agents out in the field.

Make sure our families
are sheltered in place.

- Yeah.
- Where are you going?

I'm gonna go talk
to Castlewood.

He knows what's going on.

No. He has lawyered up.

You going into
that interview room angry

is only gonna
make things worse.

We're gonna find Winters.

I promise you that,
and Castlewood?

He will be charged for his
involvement in all of this.

Right now, you go down to the
hospital and check on Rina.

Be there for her
when she comes out of surgery.

That's an order, not a request.

[♪]

You took photos of us,
of our families,

and you gave them to Winters.

Does that mean there are
more devices out there?

I'm not gonna
let him answer that.

If Agent Trenholm dies,
or anyone else for that matter,

you know he is looking at life.

Then make the deal
I'm asking for.

The best I can do
is ask the AUSA

to shave a little time
off of his sentence,

but you know damn well nobody

is gonna make
the deal he's asking for.

I think we should talk
about our offer in private.

No. No!

That doesn't work for me.

Look, if I run my mouth
and still go to jail,

even if it's for a month,

even if I'm in protective
custody, he's gonna find me.

- I'm as good as dead.
- You're talking about Winters.

No.

Winters is a walk in the park

compared to the guy
we're working for.

You know what?
Forget it.

It ain't worth dying over.

I'll take my chances at trial.

[♪]

- Hey.
- Hey, hey. Anything new?

- Just talked to the nurse.
- Yeah?

It's still a few hours
before they'll know

- anything substantive.
- Yeah.

That's her ex-husband
over there.

You two already
know each other.

Yeah. We've met a few times.

The way he's looking
over here, I'm guessing

it wasn't a good experience
for either of you.

Yeah, well,
I'm kind of the reason

for his divorce, so.

All right, well, he's been
asking for an update.

Just wait here.
I'll take care of it.

Yeah, no. I got it.
I got it. Thanks.

All right.

Hey.

How's she doing?
What do we know?

Well, there's not too
many details at the moment.

The doctors are doing
everything they can.

We're just gonna have
to be patient, I guess.

So what happened?

Um.

Well, I mean,
I can't talk to you about...

For God's sakes, Jubal.
She was my wife for ten years.

Just tell me
what the hell happened.

Yeah, um, you know,

we were outside her brownstone,

we're about to go to work,
and then...

It was just, you know,
it was out of nowhere.

This gunshot and...
And then she went down.

That's... you know.

[♪]

We're working
under the assumption

that there are more
AI devices out there.

Good news is,
all of our family members

are safe and accounted for.

For now,
I need you both to avoid

all of your daily routines
and habits.

We all need to wear
facial coverings while out

in certain parts of the field.

Anything to throw off
the facial rec software

until we can figure out
what the hell we're up against.

Oh, hey.

Hey. How's she doing?

She's still in surgery.
It's too soon to tell.

- How are you?
- Yeah. I'm okay. Thanks.

Do you guys mind
giving us a second?

- Of course.
- Yeah.

- Jubal.
- Yeah?

I thought I asked you
to wait at the hospital.

You did,
but I'm not a doctor.

I can't do anything there.

What I can do is

try to figure out how
to protect my kids.

I need to be here, Isobel.

Okay, but you are
on a very short leash.

Okay. Fine. Any update?

No... Castlewood
isn't cooperating,

but he did allude
to someone behind Winters.

Someone he is scared of
more than us.

So if that's true,
we don't even know

who the shot-caller is.

These guys are just
a bunch of pawns.

We need to talk
to Winters' friend,

the gun shop owner McCain.

ATF wants us to stay away,

and we don't have a warrant
to kick their door in.

Well, give me ten minutes.
I'll get one.

[♪]

FBI!

Place is clear.

Then where the hell's McCain?
His car's still outside.

- Let's do another sweep.
- Sounds good.

What the hell
are you guys doing?

We had an agreement.

I've been sitting on the block
watching this place

when you guys just rolled up
and busted through the door.

Okay, we really
didn't have a choice.

My partner was just shot,
and they are gunning

for our kids
and family members,

so I don't know
what you want me to tell you.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.
You could have just...

If there was time to track
you down, I would have,

but right now,
we have to find this shooter

before more agents are shot,
you understand?

Well, was it worth it?

No. It wasn't.

He's not even here.

Been sitting out front
for hours.

He's here.

My foreman told me
about this months ago.

I've been dying to see it
with my own eyes.

Cover down.

[♪]

Show me your hands!

Don't shoot. Please.

Maggie, look.

You son of a bitch.

So you manufactured
these kill box devices,

so you're responsible for
two federal agents being shot.

I had no idea.
Look, I make guns.

I don't pull the trigger
on them.

And I'm not interested in going
to jail for the people that do,

so I'm happy to talk,
if you promise to help.

Yeah, we can do that.

So let's start with
where's Winters?

I don't know. I really don't.

Last time I saw him
was a couple of days ago,

and he's always switching
burner phones.

How many of these devices
did he have you make for him?

Six. He took five.

The one in my shop
wasn't finished yet.

Winters say why
he was targeting us?

Not really.

The guy's always been
a loose cannon.

I served with him
in Afghanistan.

He's got a sickness.

He's always looking
for a fight.

I just talked to Ian.

According to him, McCain didn't
just build those damn things.

He inserted our photos.

Yeah, I figured, but don't
confront him right now.

Not when he's giving us
the answers we need.

[suspenseful music]

[♪]

You don't just target
a random team of FBI agents

whom you've never
had contact with.

So he must have had a reason.
What is it?

He mentioned a client.

Not by name.

Just that this client
wanted you people dead.

Winters said the money
was too good to pass up,

and when he found out the
targets were feds he balked.

- He tried to back out.
- Obviously, he didn't.

Because the client
wouldn't let him.

Winters is terrified
of the guy.

Described him as the devil.

When he tried to back out,
the guy said he would kill him

and his two kids.

[♪]

Believe me,
Winters isn't easily spooked.

Short of God himself,
the man fears no one.

Okay, so only three
of the six AI devices

built for Winters
have been accounted for,

so we have two missions
ahead of us.

We have to find them
and we have to catch Winters.

And since we're at an impasse
on both,

this mysterious client is
the key to figuring it all out.

Okay, so we've been digging
deep into Winters' life, right?

Last known associates,
favorite restaurants,

his damn pets,
and still nothing.

I have something.

I've been scrubbing
Winters' incarceration records.

Visitor logs, things like that,
and I came across something

concerning in his prison
housing records.

Concerning is good.
What is it?

Winters was housed
in the same wing as Castlewood,

which explains
their connection,

but it got me thinking about
how they're both scared

of the client,
so I dug deeper.

Pulled Winters'
work assignments.

He was a trustee
while locked up.

He worked in the chapel
at first,

but then was assigned
to cleaning floors

in the segregated
high-profile wing.

Okay, Elise, where are you
going with this?

One of the men housed there,
I think he's behind this.

[♪]

[tense music]

[♪]

[door buzzer blares]

Do you know why we're here?

Of course I do.

How's that kid of yours?

I heard through the grapevine
that he's a little sick.

Why are you doing this?

Because I want to.

If this is another stunt
to get released,

- I am telling you...
- It's not a stunt.

And I don't want anything...

Other than to see each
and every one of you dead.

Why? Because we...
Because we arrested you?

Because you played dirty.

What the hell
are you talking about?

The last time we spoke,
you showed me

a video of my wife and my son.

You knew that
it would change my decision.

That I would do whatever
it took to keep them safe,

including going to jail
for the rest of my life.

Congratulations.

You love your wife and kid.
Get to the damn point.

They're dead.

[♪]

And you think that we would...

When FBI agents
come into town, people talk.

The word spreads.

The second your people
left Mexico,

the hyenas moved in,

and they got their revenge.

My wife and my son

hung from a bridge

like rag dolls
for everyone to see.

And soon, you will all feel

the same pain that I feel.

No. We won't.

We're gonna find Winters,
and we're gonna stop him.

I love the optimist in you,
Valentine.

That positive mindset
is not gonna work this time.

The truth is,
you should already be dead.

[♪]

And if Winters doesn't
get the job done,

then I will find someone
to take his place.

And another. And another.

Until you're dead.

[♪]

Now...

If the people I assume
you have searching my cell

are done, I'd like to go back.

[door buzzer blares]

[♪]

Came up dry... nothing in here
but toiletries and blankets.

Of course it's clean.
He knew we were coming.

But he's definitely
in contact with Winters.

He knew the device jammed
after it shot Rina.

That's why he said
I should already be dead.

That information
was not released to the press.

So how's he doing it?
How's he staying in the loop?

Winters was
an inmate trustee, right?

He cleaned the floors
of this row.

You're the only inmate
on record

to have access to Vargas.

Like I said,
I mop the floors, that's it.

I've never even said
a word to the man.

You're doing a year
for tax evasion, right?

You really want to stay in jail
for lying to us?

I'm not lying.

Hey. We just found this.

Probably has Vargas' prints
all over it.

Last chance.

You tell us
everything you know,

or you're gonna spend
five years in jail

for every lie you just told us.

I had no choice.

Vargas wanted me
to hide his phone.

Said he would kill me
and my family if I didn't.

[♪]

Kelly, what do you got?

Looks like the cell
that you found

has only been used
to call one other phone.

It's gotta be Winters.

Ping it
and get us the location.

It's showing it's currently
in Brooklyn,

just by Prospect Park.

Go.

[tense music]

[♪]

Yeah, the cell is pinging
in your general area.

You should be right
on top of him.

Guys, he's coming
out of the bar.

He's heading towards us.

Hey! Put the gun down!

[people screaming]

[grunts]

- He's hit.
- Yeah.

Hey. No, no, no! Let him go.

- Back off! Back off!
- Get back.

Contain him. Do not kill him.

We need to know
where the other devices are.

Winters, let him go.

This is not gonna end
the way you want it to.

Either I walk away from here
or he dies.

You are hurt.

Man, you need
medical attention.

We can get that for you.

Okay.

You want a hostage
that has real leverage?

Take me.

- No, no, no.
- That's not gonna happen.

Don't even think about it.

- Take me.
- Not happening.

One more step, and I shoot...

No, no, no.

[♪]

Get medical!
Get me medical!

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.
[Winters mumbles]

You'll be all right.
Hang in there.

Hey, hang in there.
We're gonna get you help.

Listen to me. Listen to me.
Listen to me.

I need you to tell me
where those other devices are.

Listen to me!

- Give us this day our daily bread...
- What?

And forgive us
our trespasses,

as we forgive those
who trespass...

What are you saying?
Hey, hey.

Hey, you want to make peace
with God?

Then help.

Tell me where
you put those devices.

[Winters mumbles]

[♪]

- Hey.
- Hey.

With what Winters told us

and the GPS record
on his burner phone,

we've managed to collect
all the other devices.

Yeah. I know. I know.

He positioned one 50 feet
from my kid's school.

We both know Vargas
is not going to stop trying.

Even in segregated housing,
he'll always be able

to get a message out.

Crooked guards. Dirty lawyers.

I know that.

But Vargas
has a lot of enemies.

If he hits the yard at MCC,
he won't survive a week.

- What are you talking about?
- I got friends there.

Clerical errors happen
all the time.

I assume that
you're just venting.

He's targeting our families,
Isobel.

I understand that.

And we are going to stop him,
but we're better than that.

We have to be.

[♪]

[monitors beeping]

Come on, Rina. You got this.

Any news?

Oh, uh...

Well, we caught the people
responsible, so.

It doesn't change
what's going on here, but, uh,

yeah, it's something.

[solemn music]

So you two were...

Yeah. We were...

We are
gonna give it a shot.

For real.
Not like last time.

That was messed up
back then.

I know. I was...
I was messed up.

I've worked really hard to,
um...

I can't believe
I let this happen.

Somehow...
Somehow, it's my fault.

Something I could have...

I could have done, you know?

There's something
I could have done.

Who the hell do you think
you are?

Some sort of mind-reader?
A saint?

You're just another
selfish prick

who thinks the world revolves
around him and himself.

So as much as I'd like
to lay this at your feet...

I can't do that.

[♪]

This isn't on you. Or her.

It's just something
that happened.

Part of the job you two
signed up for.

So save all your "what-ifs"
and self-pity for someone else.

[♪]

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