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Previously on "Training Day"...
Keep him talking.

I need you to go undercover
and stop a rogue cop

from becoming
the next Alonzo Harris.

You'll be maintaining
surveillance

on one of the finest
investigators

this department has ever
produced -- Frank Rourke.

This isn't a training day.
It's more of a trial by fire.

So that means S.I.S.
is taking this one?

Tommy, this is Rebecca.
We're probably gonna kill
some people today, Kyle.

More bad guys?
That's the solution, really?
Yeah!

My dad
was nothing like you.

What did you really know
about your old man, Kyle?

What does it open?
I don't know.

But it cost your dad
his life.

So, you're gonna, what,
rehabilitate this guy?

I'm gonna train him.

Frank: L.A.'s a city on the run
from its own history.

Guy buys a $5 million mansion,

first thing he does
is knock it down.

Angelenos won't even keep
the faces they were born with.

They swap them
the way people lease cars.

L.A.'s like that.

Sometimes when the city
smiles at you,

you can see something
much older...

[ School bell rings ]
...uglier lying beneath.

* Every minute and every hour
[ Whistle blows ]

* I miss you, I miss you,
I miss you *

Hey. What's the deal
with Ms. Yager?

She single or what?

She doesn't wear a ring.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Whistle blows ]

[ Horn honks ]

[ Horn honking ]

You should just
call her, Nelson.

She asks about you
all the time.

Okay.

[ Whistle blows ]

[ Horn honks ]

[ Tires squeal ]

[ Tires screech ]
Hey! What the hell's
your problem?!

You're gonna
kill someone!

[ Gasps ]
[ Screams ]

Stop! Nelson!

Haley!
Stop!

[ Gun cocks ]

Nelson!
[ People screaming ]

[ Middle Eastern accent ]
Let's go!

[ Indistinct shouting ]
Come on! Come on! Let's go!

[ Tires squeal ]

[ Engine revs ]

[ Tires squeal ]

[ Birds chirping ]

Mrs. Craig:
I didn't even realize

you'd kept your father's
old things when I moved.

[ Gunshots ]

Did Dad keep a strongbox,
a trunk, maybe a -- a safe?

A safe?
Why would he keep a safe?

[ Groans ]

Kyle, what aren't
you telling me?

Remember that tree we planted
when I was a kid?

Of course --
in the community garden.

It would still be there
if he were alive.

Dad hid something --
underneath it.

He buried a key.

[ Exhales sharply ]

What's it go to?

That's what
I'm trying to find out.

My training officer claims
that he and Dad were close.

He says Dad called him
the night he was killed,

told him he was
onto something big.

Frank Rourke?

What -- You knew?

I knew your father was scared.
I just didn't know why.

Then Frank's
telling the truth.

All those years,
you knew I was riding patrol,

writing a license-plate number
on my wrist,

looking for a getaway car
that never existed!

I was alone! With a little boy
to think about!

I had no idea
who was gonna come at us.

They handed me a story
about a botched robbery.

[ Voice breaking ]
And I didn't question it.

You should have
told me.

I was protecting
my son.

And I'd rather have you chasing
some phantom license plate

than following Frank Rourke
down a rabbit hole.

[ Exhales shakily ]
Kyle.

Please!

I can't lose you, too.

I'm not a little boy
anymore, Mom.

And I'm gonna find out
what happened. I'm...

I'm not swallowing
any stories anymore.

**

Valeria: No ransom call
has been made yet?

Not so far.

We have officers posted
at the family's home

and a description out
on the vehicle.

You're giving this
to Frank Rourke?

S.I.S. works kidnappings.
You know that.

10th floor thought that
a daytime murder and kidnapping

from a West Side
high school

suggested the need
for Frank's special skill set.

Detective Rourke.

Detective Chavez.
Joy.

"Deputy Chief Lockhart."

[ Sighs ] Old habits.

I don't believe you've met
my new trainee, Kyle Craig.

Actually, we have met --
at the Medal of Valor ceremony.

You were the officer
who saved that child.

Pretty heroic.

Shouldn't come as a surprise.
He's Billy Craig's boy.

I'm his son.
I'm nobody's boy.

Good for you, Detective. I'm
assuming you've been read in?

Girl was snatched from her
school during morning drop-off.

Kid's driver was DRT.
DRT?

Dead right there.

Girl's parents, uh,
Mr. and Mrs. Burnside.

Mr. and Mrs. Burns
are dear friends of the mayor.

Well...
why didn't you say so?

Is my tie on straight?

You know,
I never could keep track

of whose ass
I was supposed to kiss.

Hard enough remembering
whose ass needs kicking,

so I treat them all the same,
like it says on the badge.

Like you used to do.

Take care of yourself,
Detective Craig.

Detective Rourke,
always a pleasure.

Deputy Chief,
you're a joy.

What the hell
was that about?

Believe me,
you're better off not knowing.

Valerie, is it?

Valeria.

My dad was a big fan
of "Conan the Barbarian."

He was also 16 at the time.
"Val" works, too.

Val Chavez
from South Bureau.

I've heard of you,
too, Frank.

Then you've also heard
most detectives

try to keep me
off their cases.

Most detectives
also think

personal watercraft
are a good investment.

You're like
a summer fling --

all the fun,
none of the consequences.

You'll do things out there
I wouldn't even think of doing.

Stupid things,
illegal things --

none of which I want to
know about, by the way.

You're the crown prince
of collateral damage, Rourke.

Godzilla's got
nothing on you.

And right now,
we need a monster

to hunt the monsters
who took this girl.

And if I stain the carpet,
you still get your deposit back,

because I'm not
in your chain of command.

There is that.

**

[ Door opens ]

Frank: Bel-Air --
L.A.'s Green Zone.

Land of coffee colonics,
kombucha,

and making babies
with the maid.

They got nannies
for each kid,

thing that shoots tennis balls
at you.

What they don't have
is any clue

what it's really like
outside those walls.

I think it might be the yoga.
Downward dog.

Spend all your time
with your ass in the air,

blood pools
in your brain.

Probably having little strokes
every morning,

and they don't even know it.

Give me the ghetto
any day of the week.

[ Siren chirps ]

[ Police radio chatter ]

Family must be
pretty connected.

What gave it away?

Mansion, all the cops,
or the Rolls in the driveway?

Chief Lockhart tells us
you have experience

with these types of cases.
More than I like.

We interviewed
the family of the driver

who took your daughter
to school this morning.

You talked
to Nelson's family? Why?

Somebody put a lot of planning
into this.

Your daughter was targeted,
which means someone knew

how and when she got
to school every day.

[ Telephone ringing ]

We're not set up
on the phone yet.

Wouldn't be able to trace it
even if we were.

[ Ringing continues ]

[ Telephone beeps ]

Burns residence.

Man: Who's this?

I'm a little shy.
You first.

Didn't think so.

Let me talk
to the girl's father.

You talk to me.

We want money.
Who doesn't?

You think this is a joke?

Depends.
How much you want?

2 million.

Dollars?

This isn't a negotiation.

Clearly, you haven't
done this before, but I have,

and that's exactly
what this is, Aladdin.

Now let me talk to Haley.
No, you don't make demands.
I do.

You're starting to sound like
my third wife.

$2 million.

You get the girl
once we get the money.

This isn't the movies,
pal.

You can't walk in a bank
and pull out $2 million cash.

Call back when you're ready
to have a real conversation.

[ Telephone beeps ]
Wait!

What are you doing?!

They have to know
we're not gonna do

whatever
they tell us to do.

But that's exactly
what we want to do --

give them whatever they ask.
It's not about the money.

We don't care
about the money.

Whatever it costs,
we want Haley back.

Do you understand?

Chief Lockhart assured us
that if anyone can save Haley,

it's you.

She's not right about much,
but she's right about that.

Only, you're gonna
have to trust me.

[ Middle Eastern accent ]
What do you mean, he hung up?

What do you mean, what do
I mean?! He hung up on me!

He's not supposed to do that!
Tell him that!

I want to know
if Nelson is okay.

[ Sighs ]

Please.
We have to get rid of her.

I'm not leaving
without the money.

Please!
Just tell me if he's okay.

You said this
would be quick, easy!

And I'm going to handle it!
They're going to pay!

And if they don't?
What will you do then?

End it.

Kyle: You have no idea
if they'll call back, do you?

What do you want to do?
Put out an Amber Alert?

Look,
it's like prom night.

Bought the corsage,
met her old man.

And now
you're in the backseat

about to find out how
the night's really gonna go.

And if she's not willing
to negotiate,

there's not a damn thing
you can do.

We make this an easy score
for them, we won't get her back.

And if they
won't negotiate,

she's dead whether we agree
to pay or not.

[ Telephone ringing ]
Detective. We think it's them.

[ Ringing continues ]

[ Telephone beeps ]

You ready to stop
fooling around?

How much
will they pay?

I'm not gonna bid
against myself, Ali Baba.

Give me a number.

$1 million.

I can get you 500 grand today,
cash on the barrel head.

Now you're insulting me.

[ Scoffs ] You think
500 grand's insulting?

Wish I was
in your line of work.

I'll tell you what --
let's meet in the middle.

Let's call it $750,000,
everyone goes home happy.

But you have to bring the girl
to get the money.

[ Whispers ]

Sepulveda Dam.
One hour.

[ Telephone beeps ]

We're in business.

[ Black Sabbath's
"Paranoid" plays ]

[ Engine revs ]

* Finished with my woman

* 'Cause she couldn't help me
with my mind *

Kyle:
It's wide-open out here.

Clear lines of sight.

Plenty of ways out --
too many for us to cover.

Couldn't take the chance
anyway,

which is why we're gonna
do this by the book --

money for the girl.

What about the kidnappers?

Somebody else's problem.

All I care about
is getting Haley back.

You just said
we're doing this by the book.

Book of Frank --
Chapter 1, verse 1.

"Should the opportunity
present itself,

be prepared to shoot everybody
and take the kid."

Grab the cash.

[ Scoffs ]

Here we go.

**

Put the bag
where they can see it.

[ Engine shuts off ]

You never said anything
about bringing someone with you.

I know. He's my trainee.
He needs constant supervision.

For the record,
I'm not happy about it, either.

In fact,
I'll throw him in for free.

I need to make sure
you're unarmed.

Partner, too.

Trainee.

Did you bring the cash?

Toss it over.

Show me the girl first.

Bring her out.

[ Car door opens ]

Kyle:
Haley, you okay?

Just really
want to go home.

I don't blame you.
I've seen where you live.

Money's all there.

[ Zipper opens ]

How do I know if I give you
the girl, you won't follow us?

This isn't Mexico City,
moron.

They're gonna
catch up to you,

but you're somebody else's
problem now.

My job is
to get Haley home safe.

Come on over here, Haley.
It's okay.

It's okay.
We're going home.

[ Gunshot ]
[ Screams ]

You bastard!
It's not us!

[ Gunshot ]
Sniper!

[ Gunshot ]
[ Screams ]

Don't move.
Haley, stay still.

[ Tires screech ]

**

[ Conversing in Arabic ]

[ Gasps ]
Please just let me go home!

Who the hell are you?

The one you should have been
talking to from the beginning.

Then who the hell
were they?

I suppose you call them
venture capitalists.

Not the return that they were
expecting, I'm afraid.

They used to work for me, but
they exceeded their authority

going into negotiations
with you.

Hey, we had a deal!

Your deal expired
with them.

Now get on your knees.

Get down!

Ah, you speak Arabic.

Kyle: Well enough.

You were a soldier.

Marine.

And you learned our language
while you were over there?

I wonder, how many
of my people did you kill

while you were learning?

You shoot him,
you better shoot me, too.

He's my trainee.

You have no idea
how much paperwork's involved.

**

Nice.

Seems you're not a man
to be trusted.

Kettle, meet pot.

[ Chuckles ]

Maybe next time,
we'll do a strip search.

I'm game if you are.

Tell Burns to consider this
a down payment.

And tell him if he doesn't agree
to another $5 million,

he'll have a far steeper price
to pay.

He'll understand.
He's got 48 hours.

Go!

[ Engine starts, tires squeal ]

Gal's got some snap
in her garters.

**

[ Sirens wailing,
police radio chatter ]

You want to tell me
what happened?

There was a third player
we didn't count on.

So now they got the girl
and the money?

You're lucky
you still have your car.

She got your car?

Blew my tire.
There's no way
we could have known.

Woman's a professional --
not from these parts.

There was something else --
the way she mentioned Burns.

Like she knew him.

Lockhart did tell you
that Burns is connected,

all the way
to the 10th floor.

I'm sorry -- isn't
this girl's life more important

than the department's
relationship with some rich guy?

He asks a good question --
finally.

Look, you guys can saddle up
on your high horses

and ride around for a while
if you want,

but all the skeletons
in Burns' closet

aren't gonna put
more time on this clock.

Let's just pray that Burns
can get the money together

before Maleficent
makes contact,

because if this
breaks bad on you,

you'll be lucky
to find yourself back

in a black-and-white
in Toluca Lake,

shooing tourists away
from the "Brady Bunch" house.

I'm not worried
about my career, Detective.

I'm worried
about the kid.

[ Sighs ]

They gave you this case

because they knew
you'd do what you do --

break all the rules
to get Haley back.

They take you off
your leash, and then they
come after you for it.

Hey, you're 2 for 2 today,
junior.

I'm gonna give you
a sticker and a lollipop.

Look, I told you before --
what happened to your old man

is the tip
of a very large iceberg.

Lockhart's
trying to manage it,

only she can't do that
while I'm still around.

[ Elevator bell dings ]

Where are we going?

I need a drink.

We're still on duty.

Who said you're invited?

[ Lounge music plays ]

-Right this way.
-Thank you.

I'll have
what she's having.

Vodka cranberry?
Really?

[ Sighs ]
Hold the cranberry.

Well, this is
a nice surprise.

I was beginning to forget

what you actually look like
in daylight.

I figured I'd swing by
and see how your day's going.

Is that so?

The last time you swung by
to join me for some day drinking

was when you found out

Billy's kid was gonna be
your new trainee.

Looked like
you'd seen a ghost.

What's going on?

Kidnapping case.

The high-school girl
on the news?

Pretty sure her father's
up to his neck in it.

Brass wants me to find
a workaround.

Can you?

Eh, he's putting
the money together,

but I'm starting
to get the idea

that this isn't
just about the money.

In my profession,
there's nothing more frustrating

than a shy client --

too embarrassed to tell you
what he really wants.

I always tell my girls, the key
is to make him feel safe.

Sounds like her father's
got to level with you

if he wants
his daughter back,

so you need to find a way
to make him feel safe.

Safe.

Are you gonna drink it
or stare at it?

I just like
knowing it's there.

Mm.

You better
get back to work.

We're dangerously close
to having a tender moment here.

[ Clicks tongue ]

Oh. My treat.

It's a write-off.

[ Sighs ]

Thanks, Hol.

Frank.

Just bring her home.
Forget the rest.

They were speaking Arabic,

but the female
had a particular dialect.

You're able to recognize
Arabic dialects?

Two deployments.
Rebecca: I got a hit.

The two dead guys
were Iranian --

both here
on expired Visas.

This woman was definitely
not Iranian.

How do you know?
Most Iranians speak Farsi.

He also recognized
her dialect.

Oh.
Real Rosetta Stone.

My last deployment,
there was this Libyan dude --

freedom fighter.

Came to Afghanistan
to kill Americans.

Wanted to die a martyr.

Hope you obliged him.

Worse --
took him prisoner.

Anyway, he sounded
a lot like her.

What else do you remember
about her?
The way she carried herself,

like she had some kind
of military training,

and she was
used to command.

One of them
called her "sister."

You think they were sisters?
More like a title.

Sister -- what, like a nun?
Exactly -- like a nun.

Gaddafi had a group of
bodyguards made up of females.

They were called the...
Amazonian Guard.

Uh, I heard of them.

[ Keyboard clacking ]

They referred
to themselves as sisters.

They were also known
as the Revolutionary Nuns.

Yes. I take an interest
in badass women.

Another thing
we have in common.

[ Computer beeping ]

These chicks were trained
in small arms and martial arts.

Gaddafi supposedly employed them
as bodyguards because he thought

an armed gunman would have
difficulty shooting at women.

[ Grunts ]

Tommy: In other words,
he used them as human shields.

Frank: What's this?

Tommy: Woman at the drop
might have been a member

of Gaddafi's
Amazonian Guard.

Libyan?

What the hell
would she be doing in L.A.?

Give us your tired, your poor,
your lethal.

Rebecca: My guess is
she's looking for work.

Gaddafi gets executed
a few years ago.

Once that happened,
she'd be out of a job.

She's either here
freelancing

or she's found herself
another sugar Gaddafi.

If Burns is involved,
he'd probably know.

Except Frank was told
not to ask.

So, how soon
are we asking?

**

**

Do you remember when we used to
read this to her at night?

She'd make us read it
to her over and over.

[ Dialing ]

[ Cellphone vibrating ]

[ Vibrating stops ]

Haley's gonna be
all right.

[ Voice breaking ]
We don't know that.

I am gonna get them the money.
They already have our money.

I-It doesn't make any sense.
[ Telephone ringing ]

Oh, God.
W-What do we do?

[ Ringing continues ]

[ Telephone beeps ]

Hello?

We need to talk.
You know where.

[ Exhales sharply ]

[ Grunting ]

Keep struggling,
and your daughter dies.

Where am I?
What do you want?

[ Door opens ]

Who is it? Who's there?

[ Grunts ]

You want to
see Haley again?

Of course I do.

And you're prepared to do
anything to make that happen?

Yes, of course.
Just...please don't hurt her.

You understand
why she was taken?

Who are you?

W-What?

You?

You know who has her,
don't you?

You kidnapped me?!

Actually,
she kidnapped you.

What's the matter, Bob?
Don't you feel safe?

This is what Haley's
going through right now.

Only, for her, it's real.
This is insane.

What's insane
is you thinking

your secrets are worth more
than your daughter's life.

Cut him loose.

Her blood's
on his hands now.

[ Knife clicks ]

Wait, wait, wait!

Wait.

Her name is Lina Farzan.

She works for an Iranian
here in L.A. -- an investor.

Investor?
[ Sighs ]

Look, when the banks crashed,
I was hemorrhaging cash.

I was gonna lose everything,
and that's when I was told

that there was
an Iranian here in L.A.

who had the cash
to keep me afloat.

If you agreed
to launder it.

[ Sighing ] Yeah.

This next project's
gonna be my biggest.

They wanted me
to take $5 million.

But I wouldn't do it this time.
I wanted out.

So they took your daughter
to get you to reconsider.

Yeah.
Who's the Iranian?

I don't know.
Everything went through Lina.

That was the deal.

How did you make contact
with her?

I had a number.

Probably a burner --
not traceable.

You said you were approached
about someone investing money.

Yes.

Approached by who?

**

Sounds good, right?

Councilman Patterson?

That's right.
Frank Rourke.

Police, huh?

Find it hard to believe
myself sometimes.

[ Chuckles ] Is there something
I can help you with?

Someone -- Lina Farzan.

Uh...name doesn't
ring a bell.

You introduced her
to Robert Burns.

She acted as a go-between
for him and an Iranian investor.

I'm sorry?

Your district
includes Tehrangeles --

biggest population of Iranians
in the world, outside of Iran.

Must be
all the palm trees.

Step into my office.

[ Door closes ]
Okay, folks.

The "ayes" have it.
And by "ayes," I mean me.

We ask that you please exit
in an orderly fashion.

It's okay.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

I'm gonna make this easy
for you.

I have a friend
in the business --

mutual friend,
you might call her.

Name's Holly, which means I have
text messages, names, dates --

girls who'll post your junk
on Instagram if I tell them to.

What?
You're about to do
the walk of shame, Ken.

Your whole life's
about to go down the crapper.

Please, just don't --

You know,
I have to say,

for a man
of your modest stature,

the images
are fairly impressive.

Still, I got to think
your constituents

are gonna think less of you,
all the same.

Not to mention your wife.

So, I'm gonna ask you
one more time, and then

I'm gonna let the Twitterverse
have its way with you.

Who does Lina Farzan
work for?

Who's the Iranian?

[ Scoffs ]

[ Sighs deeply ]

Look...

If I tell you,
they will kill me.

What if I promise
I can keep you out of it

and I can make Lina
go away?

How?

[ Ringing ]

Lina: Hello?

You know who this is?

I see
Burns gave you my number.

Don't be too hard on him.
Pretty clear you knew him.

It doesn't matter.
You won't be able to find me.

I already know that.

Then why did you call?

You handled yourself
like a professional.

I admire that.

I think you maybe admire
more than that.

I assume those guys you killed
had it coming.

Betrayal is
in a man's nature.

Burns will get your money.

No one else has to get hurt.
His daughter's an innocent.

I know a lot of dead daughters
who were innocent.

Tomorrow at noon.

I'll text you
the location.

[ Click ]

**

**

[ Scatting ]

If they only knew
over there

what they could have
over here, right?

All this
must bring back memories.

All these businesses
are Persian, Frank.

That's Farsi,
not Arabic.

"To-may-to,"
"to-mah-to."

That woman Lina,
what she said to you --

don't let her
get in your head.

You're beating yourself up
for what happened over there.

You were asked
to be a lion, Kyle.

Are you trying to convince me
or yourself?

Why do you think
I still wear the badge?

I know some people
who think you wear that badge

because
it's a license to steal.

Of course, the few I met
who still believe in you

think you're out here
trying to do right.

But not you.

I think the real reason
you wear that badge

is you're afraid you won't know
who you were without it.

[ Scoffs ]
I mean, take it off, and...

what are you?

Wonder what the Wi-Fi password
is in a place like this.

May I help you?

No.

But I'm pretty sure
he can.

[ Indistinct shouting ]

[ People chanting ]

Mr. Javeed.

You have me
at a disadvantage.

Police.
What can I do for you?

More like
what we can do for you.

We have a friend
in common.

And, uh,
who would that be?

Robert Burns.

Don't worry.
We're not here to arrest you.

What he means is
"Not yet."

We want his daughter
returned.

I'm quite certain I don't know
what you're talking about.

You know...ordinarily,

I'd say it's a little
late in the day for caffeine.

But looks like we're in
for a long, long night.

[ Spoon clinking ]

My grandfather's blend.

Mmm.

Old family recipe.

Must have been hard
to leave all that behind.

"Ari," is it?

How do you think we came to be
having this conversation?

I have no idea.

Well, there's really
only one way --

you have a rat
in your organization.

Rat?

Someone gave you up.

You've come a long way, Ari --
escaped the Ayatollah,

whatever other nutbars
are running around over there,

and here you are,
in the land of the free.

My line of work, you got to
lie down with the lion

as well as the lizard.

I could have your ass
back in Tehran in 24 hours.

I hear it's changed a lot
since you left.

Now, I'm prepared
to offer you something

a lot more valuable
than $5 million.

Exactly
what would that be?

Your rat.
Your rat for the girl.

So,
the question stands --

Am I finishing
this coffee?

Or do we have a deal?

**

He basically admitted it,
and we let him walk.

What did you want to do?
Cuff him, read him
his rights in Farsi?

This wasn't
a traffic stop, Frank.

We can't let a kidnapper off
with a warning.

You want the kid back,
this is what it costs.

According to who? You?

I saw how well
your plan worked last time.

You still don't get it.
We're not here to make collars.

We're here
to bring this girl home.

We were double-crossed once.
It's not gonna happen twice.

So either get on board

or don't bother
showing up tomorrow!

[ Gate slams ]

Maybe saving that girl
is all that matters.

Cops don't get to pick and
choose which laws to follow.

It's more complicated
than that.

My mother knew.

Your mother knew what?

That my father wasn't killed
in a robbery.

She knew he was involved
in something, but not what,

which means I can't find
the truth out without Frank.

So you're gonna
let him chip away

at everything
you believe in?

[ Scoffs ]

I used to be...
so sure of things.

Baby, I never
got to meet your dad,

but there's a big part of him
inside of you,

which means
I love you both.

And if your father
was the guy you said he was,

he'd never want you
to become something you're not.

[ Exhales shakily ]

**

[ Engine revving ]

**

[ Engine shuts off ]

[ Car door closes ]

Frank: You're early.

Lina:
You brought the money?

Where's Haley?

The girl is unharmed.

I need to see her.

First the money.

[ Zipper opens ]

Is this
supposed to be a joke?

You're the one
who welshed on our deal.

You know
what's going to happen?

I'm going to kill Haley.

Then I'm going to send
her parents a commemorative DVD

so they can see
what your arrogance cost them.

[ Snaps fingers ]

[ Whimpers ]

You're hurting me!

[ Gun cocks ]
Stop.

[ Crying ]
Take a good look,

because you're the one
that killed her, not me.

Please!

**

[ Vehicle approaches ]

**

[ Engine shuts off ]

[ Car doors close ]

Friend of yours?

Tell your people
to let her go.

What are
you doing here?

These police officers
came to see me in the café.

And he's the one that said
that I brought them there?

I would never betray you.
You know that.

I am being set up.

That's not how I remember it --
when we spoke on the phone.

You can't trust him.
He didn't even bring the money.

I already paid you,
or didn't you tell your boss

we already gave you
three-quarters of $1 million?

Farid and Hejar were
negotiating on their own.

I dealt with it.

Oh, she sure did --
by killing them

and keeping the money
for herself.

You're making a mistake.

You're being played
a fool.

Put her in the car.

[ Scoffs ]

Come over here, Haley.

You okay?

I'm assuming
our business is concluded?

For now.

Only, no more kidnapping.
This isn't the Middle East.

**

Oh, Haley!

[ Sniffling ]

I don't know
how to thank you.

You might
want to count it.

Hey.

Hey.

You go home
with your mom now.

You're gonna be okay.

I just need to talk to your dad
for a minute.

[ Voice breaking ]
Thank you.

Thank you.

You tell your wife what was
really behind all this?

No, not yet.

Well, either you do
or I will.

You don't understand.

She'll leave me.

That's the general idea.

Go on.
Hit the bricks.

[ Elevator bell dings ]

So, that's it?

Oh, trust me.

A divorce lawyer in this town
will do

a hell of a lot more damage
to that guy than we ever could.

**

Frank: Wanted my trainee
to be the first

to tell you
the good news.

Haley Burns was returned
to her parents tonight.

Safe and sound.

A ransom exchange?

$5 million.

What about
the perpetrators?

Filed descriptions,
but, if I'm being honest,

in all likelihood,
they're long gone by now.

Anyway,
if you'll excuse me...

Meet you at RHD.

What isn't he telling me?

Nothing.

You expect me to believe
that Burns paid $5 million

and neither one of you
has any idea

who or where
the kidnappers are?

Like Frank said, we filed --
Don't play me for a fool, Kyle.

I warned you
about being used by him.

Now, this is your last chance
to tell me the truth

to get yourself
out in front of this.

Everything happened exactly
as Detective Rourke described.

Except...?

Except I got the sense

that Burns may have had
a previous relationship

with the people
who took his daughter.

What kind of relationship?

Money laundering.

I really don't have
any proof, though.

You were the one who told Frank
not to investigate.

It's a dangerous game
that you're playing, Detective.

Like I said,
I have no proof.

I just thought you should know.
Ma'am.

[ Exhales deeply ]

[ Police radio chatter ]

Thanks for meeting me,
Ken.

You said
it was important.

Lina Farzan's out of the
picture, just like I promised.

And thanks to you,
the girl's home, safe and sound.

I know you didn't ask,
but I'm sure you wanted to know.

Yeah, that's, um...

So...that's it, then?

That's what I'm telling you.
I kept your name out of it.

And the, uh...
texts, the girls?

Everything's secure.

Because of your help,
you now have a friend for life.

If you need anything --
anything at all --

I want you to know
you can call on me.

I...I appreciate that,
Detective.

And I assume
I can do the same?

Pardon?

If I ever need anything,
I can call you.

What sort of anything?

I want you to look into
Deputy Chief Lockhart for me.

What are
you talking about?

City Council oversees
the police department.

I want you
to oversee Chief Lockhart.

Whatever you hear,
whatever you find out,

whatever dirt
you can come up with,

you bring it to me.

This way, no one
ever sees those pictures

or ever finds out
you gave me Javeed.

[ Scoffs ]

You blackmailing me?

Technically,
it's called extortion.

But, uh...

hell yeah.

[ Elevator bell dings ]

Where were you?

Ran into a friend.

What happened upstairs
with Lockhart?

Nothing.
Everything's cool.

She ask you about me?

No. Not a word.

So it all worked out
like I said it would.

I don't intend on
going down with you, Frank.

That's okay.

I don't intend on
going down with you, either.

One thing
I don't understand.

How did you know Lina would lie
to Javeed about the 750k?

[ Scoffs ] Easy.

I knew because that's exactly
what I would have done.

Good night, rookie.

**

Someone went to
a lot of trouble.

The serial number
and the manufacturer's name

have both been filed down.

So there's nothing
you can do?

Might be a way.

Whoever filed it down forgot
about the energy that it took

to punch the numbers into
the metal in the first place.

You find the right lab,

and you might be able to raise
those numbers from the grave.

[ Cellphone vibrating ]

[ Cellphone beeps ]
This is Frank.

Lina: I assume
you know who this is.

Figures you'd escape.

Yeah, well...

no thanks to you.

Put me in a tough position.
I had to save the girl.

I understand.

I would have done the same
if I were in your shoes.

Woman after my own heart.

Now, there's an idea.

What?

Cut your heart out.

Unless you have
a better suggestion.

I was thinking
more of a candlelight dinner.

[ Scoffs ]

You still have
the $750,000, right?

Should be enough
for a fresh start.

Mm, you and I both know
fresh starts

aren't in the cards
for people like us.

You don't run,
I'll have to come find you.

I was hoping.

But if I were you,
I wouldn't look too hard.

Why's that?

I used your gun.

[ Click ]

**