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Yeah.

Get started right now.

Here's the first ball. It is going to be
I -17, the Dancing Queen. How many

Dancing Queens do we have out there
tonight?

This is going to be B -4, not F -4.

B -4.

In the station.

We have eyes.

We have eyes.

She

left.

Yeah, she's here.

And King's still inside.

I want the jets cleared, cop. Both of
them understood.

We're going to watch, wait, and I'll
report back, Merc.

It should

have been G -56.

Was she worth it?

G -56.

Was she worth it?

Loose his head.

Loose his head.

Loose his head.

Loose his head. Loose his head.

Loose his

head.

Hello there, King.

My name's... Please, have a seat.

You have a job for me.

Here, let me... This is

Gino and Edith Sanchez, their son
Alberto.

They left El Salvador to come to the U
.S.

Alberto would be 13 now.

He's five there.

I don't kill children.

What? Turn your hearing aid up.

I do adults.

I don't kill children. Yeah, no, no.
They disappeared.

I was hired to find them.

By her father.

I just... I need you to help me.

I mean, you're really the only person
who can.

You see, I'm semi -retired now, and I'm
only taking cases that mean something to

me.

What do you want, King?

Honey... Do you know what...

Acquired savant syndrome is?

No.

But I know there are men outside.

The kind that sleep at their port gates
in Africa, the Middle East.

They didn't follow me.

Okay, they're going to come after me
when they do get out of here.

Thank you.

Deputy Director Medina's office.

Director Medina, I have the LAPD on the
phone for you. Okay. Cheers.

Yeah, two Herman Millers and a steel
case.

This is Mary Bethadena.

Yep.

Wait, what?

Repeat that.

Describe him, please.

No, um... I understand.

He didn't share what he was working on
with you?

No. I knew he put up a P .I. shingle,
but we fell out of touch.

So no money problems that you're aware
of?

No.

Raymond King.

He was deputy director of FinCEN.

My boss.

He said they didn't find anything on
him, no, Waller?

No, he might have, but it took us a
little while to get there.

Things have a tendency of disappearing.

Well, how'd you know to call me?

His cell phone.

You were his in case of emergency
contact.

Why do you ask if he was having money
problems?

What's the difference between drafty
casual and business casual?

Both mean leave your cargo shorts and
flip flops at home.

I don't own cargo shorts and I don't own
flip flops.

Could we discuss business now? Or do you
need more first date tips?

Go. The Inago Akai want you to audit a
bank before they assume control.

Thoughts? You're very conspicuous in
Tokyo.

But? The Yakuza always pay on time.

Next. Señor Obregon wants to know if we
want payment in cash or artwork.

What art does he have?

A Rivera he says you admired.

How much does he owe?

2 .4 million.

Rivera, of course.

Heavy sigh.

What's the remainder of the receivables?

1 .35 million.

They are the rest in the New Zealand
accounts and in France, and the

in Harbour's endowment.

Under what name?

Gauss, Babbage, or Carroll?

Nash. Anything else?

Don't wear your black suit.

It makes you look like a mortician.

Love is like candy on a shelf. Well,
welcome to the 13th annual Boise Romance

Festival.

You all are here for one reason. To make
a

connection, meet that special someone,
and find love.

Oh, P .S., don't forget to pick up your
free Romance Festival t -shirt. Ooh, $25

value there. Yeah.

So since most of you are first timers,
let's recap how this works. You answered

a battery of questions designed to
express your wants, needs, hopes, and

desires. We then used our proprietary
mathematical algorithm to search for

10 best fits.

That same algorithm in 12 previous
festivals has resulted in 53

marriages!

were sent to you, only the ID numbers
and photos ranked in order of

connectivity. No early online searches
allowed.

You'll each spend five minutes per day,
then unlimited time later in the day.

Oh, ladies, it's not a competition.

No, there's plenty of time to get to
your first date last.

Okay,

go ahead. Go on. Go meet that special
someone.

Godspeed. Yeah. Non -denominations.

I'm Anne Renee, and I just love, love,
love accountants. Oh, that's a

coincidence.

Do you believe in love at first sight,
that there's someone we're meant to be

with, a soulmate?

Oh, no, that's an absurd childish
notion. Of course that's not real.

What do you mean you reverse -engineered
our algorithm?

I data -mined the top online dating apps
and mapped a battery of your questions

against theirs.

And? I built my own dating algorithm.

Well, the question of whether or not
there's such a thing as love or it's

an electrical neurochemical process that
takes place in the brain is up for

debate. Have a good day.

I scraped the data clusters for the
likeliest date -producing words. Wait,

-producing words?

Yes. For example, women claim to value
commitment and stability, but they swipe

for dangerous and exciting.

Sexy bad boys.

How are you?

I'm doing really well.

Lori. Yeah, Lori. Is that a nickname or
a short for anything?

No, it's just Lori.

Oh. I assigned numerical values to your
questions by tokenizing them in an

embedding matrix and generating a
predictive model for the most effective

answers, which I provided without lying.
My last boyfriend spent every weekend

golfing with his friends. Do you spend a
lot of time with your friends?

No, not at all. No.

I have no friends.

No friends.

Um, pets?

I identified misleading profile photos
as a top complaint across all dating

apps. Women lie about weight and age.
Men lie about height and age. So I

adjusted my photo and smile accordingly.

Oh, my God.

I like camping. A lot. So do I. Yeah, I
thought I saw an Airstream in one of

your photos. Yes, that's my home.

That's where I live.

Oh, permanently.

Well, as long as I'm alive, none of us
are living anywhere permanently. This is

just a husk. Eventually, this body will
be a corpse.

And the best part is you don't have to
amend your tax return for unclaimed

depreciation, which I'm sure you know is
very meaningful. Not only does it have

that unintended benefit, but the best
part is that you don't have to amend

tax return for unclaimed depreciation.

And I will share this with you, even
though it's a bit of a trade secret,

not a proprietary one, but the best part
is that you don't have to mend your tax

return for unclaimed depreciation.

Yeah. How about something else?

Kids? You're 44?

45.

Well, I suppose anything's possible.

I just mean mathematically.

You game this system?

I optimized my profile.

you ever saw.

Maps, post -it notes, sicko photos.

Like something out of one of those let's
catch us a pervert shows.

Busy little bee, wasn't he?

What did you do with this stuff?

Oh, we didn't throw it away.

Couldn't rent it like that, all those
nasty photos he had.

How

long was

he here?

Two months.

Next payment was due yesterday.

The rent, how much?

Harbor Neuroscience Academy.

Yeah, this is Deputy Director Medina, U
.S. Treasury Department.

Is there a Christian Wolfe on staff?

I'm sorry, ma 'am, no.

Okay.

How about Carl Gauss or Charles Babbage,
Lewis Carroll, Lou maybe?

This is Harbor Neuroscience Academy.

Yeah, I'm aware of that.

Do you have any employees, maybe female,
British accent?

What's this a reference to?

About a former student whose father was
in the military.

But the student records are sealed.

I'm the after -hours receptionist. You
should probably call back tomorrow when

there's someone here who can answer that
for you. I need to talk to the handler

of the account.

I know she's listening. And I know he
listens to her.

Excuse me?

My name is Mary Beth Medina. I'm staring
at a pile of homicide photos, maps of

Central America, Mexico, pizza receipts,
and...

Pretty sure I'm staring at a photo of
her boss.

I needed help.

It's hanging up now.

Oh, wait.

Ray King has been murdered.

Okay, let's see.

Ten, eight, give you seven.

Ten, eight, seven. A pound?

A pound.

It's sushi -grade tuna. Oh, come on.
It's not sushi -grade. Burke, it's sushi

-grade. It's bruised. There's no fat on
it. It's not sushi -grade at all. Come

on. Take it or leave it.

Dickie inside.

Dickie's inside. I'll give you your
money like last week and the week before

you... Yeah, yeah. Tony, come on!

Okay, okay.

Four pro -hitters.

Couldn't take out one woman.

How is that possible?

Technically two hitters. Two went after
King, two took her.

Three.

Counting you.

I didn't have a clean shot.

Oh.

You think she knows we were after her
instead of King?

No chance.

How do you figure?

We're above ground.

Problem solved.

By your own logic, if she wanted to kill
you, she would have.

Relax, boss.

She don't remember you.

Yet.

What the fuck does that mean?

She showed up a couple of years ago.

The three men I was negotiating with had
pissed off the wrong people.

So let's talk about our success.

Your ships, my boats.

20 miles out to sea.

No Los Angeles support.

Just stay here.

And she didn't recognize you?

No.

But one day she'll remember who I am and
what I did.

And my whole world turns to shit.

You fly to Fort Worth tonight.

No more Ray Kings.

Okay. No more private investigators.

I don't want to get out of the shower
one day and find a human chainsaw

for me.

I cough loudly twice.

No, please don't do that.

You're Christian Wolfe.

You're Mary Beth Medina.

Does that make you nervous?

You're an escaped convict, trained by
mob accountants, your clients are drug

cartels, money launderers, third world
warlords.

Better yet?

I saw a video of you killing men in
Brooklyn.

I was in Chicago eight years ago.

It was Ray.

Living Robotics. I saw all the dead
bodies, heard the chanting.

Solomon Grundy, born on a Monday. What
can I do for you, Miss Medina?

Do you like puzzles, Mr. Wolf?

I don't know if this is one case or ten.

I do know Ray was nearly broke.

I found that photo in between the seat
cushions at the tavern Ray was at the

night he was killed.

Three men were also shot to death inside
the tavern, one struck by a car

outside.

All ex -Chilean special forces, Laudato
Brigade.

Was Ray capable of that?

No, he was not.

Dmitri Yashchenko.

Throat slit in a Moscow hotel.

Moshe Yitz, car bomb, Jerusalem.

We haven't ID'd the rest.

Armando Reyes, Mexico City.

Rosanna Renal, Istanbul.

Santino Sambieri, Naples.

It's been quite the fall.

The fall didn't kill him.

It was the abrupt stop for... the joke.

Why are you helping me?

Because you asked me.

Okay, so we've got four dead mercs in
the morgue, homicides,

tax returns, Mexico,

dream schedule, pizza, fish, family
photo,

and a trashed Toyota.

So, how does this all connect?

What are you doing?

Waiting.

For? Well, for you to finish.

Finish what?

I don't know.

Whatever it is that you're in the
process of doing.

So you can.

Do what I need to do.

You might seek medical attention for the
snoring problem.

Coffee?

I don't snore, so...

Nothing's

where it was.

Well, your brain, most brains, when
confronted with...

Ambiguous visual data seek
subconsciously to arrange it in a

familiar, but that's not the pattern
we're looking for here.

Right.

Okay.

What pattern are we looking for?

Survival probability.

They started here,

Central America.

Okay.

How do we know that?

Tattoo. Barrio 18.

Izalco Prison, El Salvador.

They're at war with MS -13.

When they reached the border in Mexico,
they boarded this train.

No, that's a freight train, not a
passenger train. It's the death train.

Families ride on the roof, not in the
cars. It's the surest way to avoid

immigration checkpoints. When they
arrived at Mexico City, they would have

typically headed to one of three areas
to cross into Texas and the United

States. El Paso, the Rio, and Cowan.

In this case, they crossed the Rio
Grande in a Macallan.

Why Macallan? A gallon of water weighs
eight pounds. A human being requires

between one and a half and two gallons
of water a day to survive in the desert.

That's 36 to 48 pounds a person not
carrying a five -year -old has to carry.

Here's your son at five. In this
photograph, he looks to be about 13.

Edith arrived in Los Angeles and claimed
to work at Studios Pizza.

Hold on.

Edith? Edith Sanchez.

No, you can't possibly know that this
woman in the photo is the same Edith

Sanchez on these 1040s. Yes, it's a
certainty. She claimed one dependent, a

child. Of the three 1040s she filed, two
had incomes of roughly $15 ,000, a

third was $60 ,250.

That's twice as much in one year than
the previous two combined.

Yes, that's not the strangest part. She
checked married but filed separately.

Had she filed jointly, she could have
taken advantage of the child and

care exemption.

Four times as much money in the third
year. Checks married. Files separately.

Has a child and no child care.

A list of raised clients over the last
18 months shows six names, only one with

a Latino surname, Emiliano Emi Gonzalez,
Fort Worth, Texas.

So if Emi was Edith's father, why didn't
you call

for help? I have no way of knowing that.
Do you have any influence at the IRS?

Keep an eye on the loading dock.

What's with the muscle?

You don't spend much time in Los
Angeles, do you?

I'm not a fan of getting pistol whipped
and robbed.

No, I don't remember any Edith.

Sorry, can't help you.

Jeanette, what do you got?

Why would an employee not take all the
exemptions she's eligible for?

Because she's dumb?

Because she doesn't look like you?

Neither one.

I don't see people as legal or illegal.
I see them as human beings, and I give

them a chance.

Anything else?

No, sir. Thanks for your time.

You're welcome.

Two -thirds of your business is takeout,
correct?

Got my tax reports, huh?

You people.

That's right.

Two -thirds.

Ask me anything.

Unit cost, payroll, promotion.

You name it, I know where every dime
goes.

Last year's earnings before interest
taxes, depreciation, and amortization.

42 .9 mil.

You claim 41 .9 million.

Keep reading, E .F. Hutton.

A million in charitable contributions to
homeless shelters.

Let's go. Setting aside the amateur
nature of this preparation...

Considering you could have deducted
considerably more from your taxable

what is the most frequently ordered size
of pizza?

Large, 90%. Large pizza is $17 .35,
which accounts for 1 ,484 ,315 large

What's your point?

Your paper costs $360 ,000, which only
accounts for 900 ,000 large pizza boxes.

You are making my head hurt. It's
considerably less than the

,484 ,315 large pizzas. That's because
we do it by the slice. By the slice.

Impossible.

You're fraudulently claiming more income
than you're receiving in order to

conceal income from another source. What
is it?

Fucking rodent. Now, wait just a second.
I take time out of my busy day to

answer your silly -ass questions, and
you got the ball to accuse me of money

laundering?

You're laundering money. Where is it
coming from? Federal agents, stay back.

Everything's fine. You're washing money.
Tell me where it's coming from or I'll

dislocate your shoulder.

It's quite painful. Chris, that's
enough.

I told you. Oh, fuck. I don't traffic
those girls.

No, I swear to God, I get a call. I get
a call. The cast comes in. I know where

they... Who's them? They use the motel
or two.

Who's them? I don't know. Ask one of the
girls. What motel? I can't... What

motel? Any center downtown. Who's your
contact?

Please, no. Who's your contact?

Who's your contact?

You should go.

Were you dropped on your head as a
child?

I feel that's not really your question.
You know, I work for a government

agency. I don't torture people.

You didn't.

I'm the deputy director of FinCEN, so I
can't... I put you there.

You and Ray King.

You know, a British woman calls and
gives me tips.

So criminals, which is what you are,
give law enforcement, that's me, tips

day. If by tips you mean names, dates,
acts, account numbers, routing numbers,

yes, I give you tips.

You know, I'm not like you.

I can't just break the law when it suits
me.

No more violence.

We need to take what he gave us and work
our way up the chain. That's how this

is done.

Maybe the Bureau has an agent in this
office they can spare.

I may know someone.

Wunderbar. Das hier ist Ihre
Timmerknecht. Sie ist einfach für den

Stock. Wir haben eine Box für Sie. Sie
wurde abgegeben. Bitte sehr.

Kann ich sonst noch etwas mit Ihnen tun?
Auf die Schere. Der Aufzug befindet

sich hier in Thüringen.

Haben Sie einen angenehmen Aufzug.

Hello?

Hi.

Hi.

Hi. Hello.

Hi. Hey, Margaret.

Margaret.

Hey.

Fuck you. Come on. Hi, Margaret. It's
Braxton.

Hello. Hi.

Hello, Margaret.

Fuck. Fuck. Stop. Okay. Hello?

Hello. Hello.

Margaret is back there. I was just...
Motherfucker.

Motherfucker. Just fucking do it.

Fucking do it. You fucking do it.

You fucking pussy. Hi.

Hi. Hi, Margaret. Hey, Margaret. It's
this bitch.

Fuck me. What are you... Fuck. Get your
beard up, man.

What are we even talking about? We've
been talking about two weeks.

14 days in a life, in a, in a, in a, in
his life.

You know what his name is?

It's Craig.

He's my Craig.

He is mine.

Yeah.

Of course, he's gonna sleep with me, of
course.

Want a bottle?

I can connect with you.

Come on.

Margaret, it's Braxton.

Yeah, me again. You got me there,
Margaret. Listen, I was thinking about

last conversation, and I have gone ahead
and decided that I'm going to swing on

through and pick up the pup on Thursday.

Yeah, nope.

Weaned at eight weeks. No, you made that
abundantly clear, Margaret. Nope, and

I'm fully aware it's only been six. But,
you know, a corgi is an enormously

smart dog, Margaret.

Fair enough. I'm just not sure that I'm
able to wrap my head around the logic of

building a bond between a puppy and its
mother when it's literally never going

to see the mother again, right? I mean,
why not take that precious two weeks and

build a bond between the owner and its
pup?

When they're going to spend the rest of
their lives together.

Well, no, but that's where the bottle
feeding component comes in.

Yeah, you're really... You're yelling at
me, Margaret.

Okay.

See you in two weeks. Yep.

Okay. Bye -bye.

Fuck you!

Tell

me

about you. What do you do when you're
not doing whatever it is you do?

You got any hobbies?

Like, I don't know, you bake or you
fish?

No? You don't fish?

No? You like to read? Maybe you garden?

Movies. I got a favorite.

Wizard of Oz.

Oz.

Want to hear a little Oz fun fact?

A little dog, Toto.

His real name was Terry.

Terry the dog.

Terry the dog made 125 bucks a week on
Oz.

You know what the little people made?
Played the munchkins?

50 bucks.

Is that a travesty of justice or what?

Sometimes I like to think about those
little people, you know?

Put yourself in their shoes, but they
sat around with their little people

friends looking at Terry this
motherfucker You know this guy's making

much as we are I remember Terry doing
any song and dance numbers to you

What

do you want

I know it's you. You can't tell from the
tone of my voice that I know it's you.

Oh, well, you sound hostile.

What do you want?

I need your help. Ah, goodbye.

Preston?

Unbelievable. Unbelievable.

You just... Mother... Jesus Christ.

All right.

Well... The last time that I did help
you, it nearly cost me my career. Are

aware of that? You sound angry at me?
Why?

Yes. Goddamn right I'm angry. I'm angry
because year after year I call.

It's always me reaching out, and it's
never you. And now, just out of the

you call.

And why? Because what? You need my help?

How about just calling? How about just
calling to shoot the shit?

Hey, man, how you doing? How have you
been?

Merry Christmas. Happy birthday, B. What
about that one?

That's not your birthday. Birthday's
November 11th. Ah, you dumb dumbass.

Fucking point what I'm... What do you
want?

Can you be in Los Angeles, California in
24 hours?

Bacton?

Hello?

Bacton?

You still want me?

I'm sorry.

Why would you say that to me? What have
I done to you?

Have I done anything at all that would
give you the idea that I would do

something to hurt you? Why would you say
that to me?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

The two of us.

We're going to have a conversation.

We're kind of stuck at the conversation.

I mean, I know there's a language
barrier, but holy shit.

It's not so fucking confusing what I'm
saying to you.

Can't seem to find an office chair I
like.

They're all so uncomfortable, you know?

You know, actually, it's not the chair.

I think maybe it's what you said about
putting me there.

I don't feel like I've earned the job.

Maybe you need more lumbar support.

Costco has an excellent line of chairs
that support the lower back. Never mind.

So is your brother up to speed on the
case?

Yes.

When was the last time you saw him?

Eight years ago in Chicago.

Younger brother?

I'm two years older than Braxton.

He doesn't...

Is there something wrong? He's just
often very angry at me for no reason.

It's fine.

Well, I'm sure he'll be happy to see
you.

Well... I get it. I have a sibling, too.

Maybe thank him for coming to help.

Tell him how glad you are to see him.

It's just been my experience that people
want to be appreciated, you know?

Oh, that's him.

Hello, Braxton.

This is pretty.

Who are you?

I am Mary Beth Medina, Deputy Director,
Financial Crimes Enforcement.

Fed, you suffer a stroke.

You're upset.

We're working together, so whatever
profession you're in, I currently have

interest. Currently, huh?

Hey, gosh, that's great to hear.

Talk to you for a second.

So it's been a minute, yeah?

Eight years. Uh, two months. That's
right.

You look good, Chris.

I think so, too.

I... Baxton, thank you for coming. I'm
really glad you're here.

Did you tell you to say that?

Just, Raxton, should we go over the plan
again? What are you doing?

Okay,

and then we'll talk about the plan.

Care what they look like?

Nah.

How many?

I'll sign them up.

Appreciate it.

My time's money, right?

I've never heard that.

Then I'll send you an invoice.

Okay, fair.

See how fair you think it is when you
get the bill there, hotshot.

Oh, it's okay. I'm sure I can afford it.

I'm sure I can afford it.

Braxton.

Braxton. Braxton, don't repeat me.

Braxton. You know I don't like Braxton.
I'm not going to nicely.

Just go stand over there, all right?
Don't be scary.

Let me do the talking.

Ladies.

Hola, papi. Hola.

Make yourself at home.

Hola, hola.

Hola. Hello.

It must be the wild one, huh? You don't
rearrange the furniture and say okay.

Let's just get this over with now.
Gracias. Si me gusta, gracias, mi amor.

De nada, de nada.

Gracias. Thank you, ladies.

Now, me and my friend here, we were just
talking.

Just maybe you could settle something
for us.

Now, what happens? You walk into a room
like this.

Two guys sitting here, right, waiting
for you.

What happens if things turn bad?

Now, look, it's...

It's not us. We're as tame as a tulip,
okay? I'm just wondering what happens if

somebody puts their hands on you in a
way you don't like.

Maybe we don't let you leave.

I imagine there's somebody you call in a
situation like that, right? Somebody

whose job it is to show up here, make
sure you guys are okay.

Now, I want to be completely clear. I'm
not interested in names here. I could

care less what his name is. Just what
would it take for me to get that certain

somebody to show up here?

No,

no, no, no.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Don't be silly.

Think of Juarez.

Let him die.

Juarez is none of your business.

Let's go.

That's your money. You take it.

Thank you, lady.

It'll take a lot more than this to get
away from those people.

Okay. Okay.

Come on, mister. I can afford to pay the
lady.

I'm risking my life.

Really? There we go.

Omas is real mean.

Understood.

Aren't you gonna hurt him?

Would you like us to?

Tomás. Look, I don't want to bother you,
but the thing is serious.

The one that I leave.

No, seriously, Tomás, please.

Okay.

Great.

Room to 35.

Okay.

It looked like...

Contadores.

Thank you.

I don't have kids.

Hey, it's Mary Beth. What do you got for
me?

Draft cam footage.

Sharing my screens with you now.

Only two camera angles in that area.

King enters.

He's inside 45 minutes.

Figure gunshots here.

Police stampede.

Nothing.

Shooter could be anybody.

King exits 90 seconds later.

Um, any luck calling Emiliano Gonzalez,
guy in Ray's client list?

He's his father.

Yes and no.

Gonzalez residence.

Is Emiliano Gonzalez there?

He is a no.

Mr. Gonzalez has reported his daughter
and young family missing.

Seven years ago.

What happened to him?

Cartels kidnap migrants for ransom or
for sale to traffickers.

And if they can't ransom or sell them?

You get this.

Gina Sanchez.

I gotta call you back.

Got my fucking bitches asshole full
disclosure assholes Just

in the bag getting fresh stuff Mariela.

Hey, come on, man. We got Wi -Fi and
everything.

Come on in Mariela Guess

I

hit him harder than I thought like yeah
get my shit

You've lost your fucking mind.

What, are we kidnappers now? Kidnapping?
That's pretty harsh, isn't it?

Really, uh, we detained him. No
question.

Uh, no, we have no right to detain
anyone.

This man may know who killed Ray King.
Do you want to know if he knows or not?

If the cops stop me, if they search the
trunk, what then, genius?

Hello, Dreamboat.

Do you have my location?

Yes. I need green lights from here to
Victory Boulevard. And please call in a

fake robbery 10 blocks south of here.
Distract the police until Mary Beth gets

safely home to the Airbnb.

Damn. Anything else?

I need to know who Ray King was meeting
with.

Okay. Pretty good, no?

It's okay.

We'll eat something.

Taco Bell. There we go.

Good morning, boys and girls.

Who wants to brute force the city of Los
Angeles?

We have Chris and his friend joining us
remotely this morning.

They would like us to find and identify
a person of interest.

Let's prepare to examine all traffic and
security cameras.

Okay, so I've been looking at the
footage Homeland sent.

Ray goes in, comes out 45 minutes later.

We don't even know for sure if he was
there to meet anyone at all.

Why don't we just get that Tomas guy to
tell us where Cobb's at?

And how are we going to do that exactly?

You just take out his eye, right? You
show it to him.

And then you just say you're going to
take the other one out unless he starts

talking. It works every time. It's like
a 10 out of 10.

Nobody wants to be blind, right?

You show them the one eye, they know
you're serious. Secure link is active.

Good morning.

I've warmed up the orchestra.

We are looking for your person now.

Finding footage from the day of the
incident.

Isolating street cameras.

Look, my guy at Homeland, he has a
doctorate in computer science from

He can access every database you can
name and some you can't.

There were only two cameras recording
that night. I'm sure the kids at Harvard

are bright, but we are wasting time.

Oh, look.

Here are the other cameras you were
looking for, Deputy Director Medina.

You can unmute your mic now.

Everyone take a feed and look for
anything suspicious between 8 and 10 p

Lane, let's see the front entrance, post
-gunfire.

Aiden, what's happening in the back?

Look for any behavior that doesn't match
the situation.

Go back.

Zoom in on the front door.

Reverse.

That is our person of interest.

She's not hurrying.

She's not afraid.

Let's find her before she arrived.

Check every alley and street.

Cover four square blocks around Vermont
and 19th.

She's hiding her face.

She knows where the cameras are.

Miles, reverse.

Pink jacket, taking a selfie.

Let's get that photo.

There's no way they can zoom in on our
phone screen from that angle.

They don't have to. They'll identify the
woman, find likely passwords, hack into

the phone, and email a selfie.

Yeah, okay, sure.

Heavy sigh.

Would you like to bring the normie up to
speed, Chris?

That's what I would do.

Run facial scan for ID, please. I got
it. I got it.

Chris, Lane and Charles are going head
-to -head for this one.

Hello, Pam.

Let's get to know each other.

Iowa, birthplace of the world's first
computer.

Let's pay PAMS a visit.

Aiden, that zip code is serviced by
Midwest Power and Energy.

We're entering from the utility company.
They'll jump to an unsecured printer on

the network or a smart thermostat.

Who are these kids?

My people.

There are more of us than you think,
Deputy Director Medina.

Sky, we need the password to the smart
home network.

Good morning, Iowa.

Good morning, Pam.

Let's not let Pam get comfortable.

This isn't right.

Lane, get her out of that chair, and
let's go find that photo.

Miles, have that page ready when she
comes back.

Charles, get into her photo library.

We can't do this.

Tell her to stop.

Chris, please explain to the normie we
need to finish what we started.

Red light.

Aidan, your turn.

Green light.

Tell her to stop.

Here she comes. Red light.

Lane, let the neighbors hear that TV.

All that butter.

All that butter. A little bit of salt.

Mm -hmm.

Tell her to stop now.

Chris, enough.

Stop.

Tell her to stop.

Stop this now.

Uh -uh -uh.

Here's her selfie.

Aiden email photo.

Actually take the sweetness. I love
that.

That, my friend, is an Iowa response.

Sky, get it out.

Running into pole facial recognition.

It looks like she was the last person to
speak to Ray, but she doesn't want to

be found.

Goodbye, dreamboat.

Why would Ray meet with someone who
killed all these people to find a mother

child?

She didn't kill all those people.

I'm just saying she definitely didn't
kill that one or that one right there.

How do you know that?

Just kind of throwing it out there,
that's all.

Just how much?

Educated, I guess. That's all it is,
really.

He has no way of knowing that. Yeah,
just... It's hypothetical.

Drew, stop talking.

Okay.

Regardless... Oh, fuck no.

I... Do you often confess to capital
murder? I actually didn't say anything.

think about it? I literally made a
gesture. Does that bother you? Goodbye.

That's it. I'm out.

Okay, one moment, Mary Beth. Please
spare time. One thing that you may want

consider is that some of those men whose
pictures were on the wall may not have

been killed were likely very unsavory
characters. It doesn't fucking matter if

they're unsavory.

We don't get to decide who lives and who
dies. Apparently I do. The law is what

separates us from people like him.

It's been a pleasure and an honor. I
hope we get to work with each other

You take care and stay safe.

We have a problem.

Is it the man in the trunk?

It is. Sounds like you got a problem.
Remove him, please.

And do it with him.

I'm going to the state's attorney
general.

Sure, I'm glad it's not my car.

You know what? I made a mistake calling
you.

Okay? I'm going to do this myself.

Buy the book. No more lying. No more
breaking the law.

Tell the Brit no more tips.

And don't be here when I get back. If I
see either of you again, I'll have you

arrested.

Ms. Gutierrez, I'm confused.

The only thing that my client is guilty
of is coming to the aid of a young lady

in distress, after which he was
attacked, beaten, and kidnapped.

But instead of pursuing these men, you
hold this Cobb individual over my

client's head? Threaten him with prison
time amidst accusations of human

trafficking? In what... bizarro legal
world do you imagine getting a grand

indictment? Funny.

Exactly what Ike Studio's lawyer said
when I offered the same plea deal to his

client. I do not know Mr. Studio.

Looks like your client does.

Now, what you don't see are the bite
marks on Studio's tongue and the rat.

It went into his mouth when both were
still alive.

Now, this is just a hunch.

I'm guessing Ike was more important than
a pimp.

What do you think they'll do to you?

Okay, we're done here.

I should note, Mr. Studio's attorney is
missing.

I'd watch the fucking money, ma 'am.

Money made from human trafficking?

Most are from Central America, Mexico.

Like drugs, only better.

A good earner lasts five, six years.

Mostly women, on their backs, in the
fields, scrubbing toilets.

Some men picking mountains,
slaughterhouse kill floors.

Any job in America won't fucking do in a
machine cat.

Recognize him?

No.

This was taken eight years ago.

Oh, yeah.

Bitch had worked a good man to death.

She threw down a few times, but she was
too quiet, so didn't make work for

anybody. Her name is Edith.

Where is she?

She T -boned a car outside a parking
garage on Alvarado four, five years ago.

So she's dead.

Oh, heard she went through the
windshield, though.

Too sick of him for us.

What hospital?

Fuck what I know.

She had a father in Texas. Why wouldn't
she go to him for help?

Ask him.

We're asking you.

You put everything on the record, you'll
get immunity in exchange for your

testimony.

Last chance.

Give me the fucking pen.

reported accidents within the garage in
the last five years. None serious.

None on that level.

What street did the garage exit out to?

Alvarado. 32 accidents within a mile
radius.

Three with serious bodily injuries.

Any of those involve a vehicle exiting
the garage?

One. Injuries?

One. Critical.

An unidentified woman. Sole occupant.
Hospital?

University Medical Center.

Vehicle? Ugh.

Toyota Camry.

Color?

Blue.

Explore the medical center's patient
files.

I don't have kids.

Thank God for that.

What?

What? The woman at the hotel says that I
don't have kids.

Yeah, I remember, man.

Gotta let it go already.

Well, I'm saying, why is that
significant? Why is being a mother

Yeah. Man, I don't think you and I are
really authorities on the importance of

motherly love. I hate to tell you.

This is it, huh?

Living on a lunchbox.

It's quite comfortable.

It's those of Four Seasons.

Our house.

Cheap like Pop. Tighter than barking a
tree, aren't you?

He wasn't cheap. He was frugal. He was
frugal? Yes.

Bullshit. Seven T -shirts.

Seven pairs of underwear and socks.

It's all I need.

A grown man wearing a Timex. He's
fucking pathetic. Look at that.

See that?

Yes. It's worth more than he made in a
year. What do you think he'd say about

this? He'd say at the same time on his
watch.

He probably would, wouldn't he?

Are you happy, Braxton?

Am I happy?

Yes.

Yeah. Yeah, man, of course I'm happy.
Where wouldn't I be at?

You're transient.

You have no significant other. You're
completely alone. No friends or nothing.

We talking about me or we talking about
you?

You ever thought about why I'm alone,
Chris?

Because you're abrasive or selfish or
why you swear to it.

I'm alone because I want to be alone. I
choose to be alone.

I don't have anybody that I got to
answer to, you know, check in with.

Like, I travel the world. I stay at five
-star hotels. I do what I want when I

want it. Have gun, will travel,
motherfucker. I mean, yeah.

Shit, yeah, I'm happy. Fucking happy.
Bet your ass I'm happy.

I'd like to have someone check in on me.

Yeah? Yes. Well, get a dog.

Do you have a dog? I'm getting a dog.

Look at this.

Yeah.

That's Greg.

I'm gonna be soon.

What do you mean unconvincing? It's
great.

I'm getting this dog.

Well, you like the idea of a dog.
Anybody who has a dog likes the idea of

getting a dog. It's why they got the dog
in the first place.

Do you have a permanent residence?

No. Anyone to care for your dog during
long absences? I do not. Do you keep a

regular schedule in terms of eating,
sleeping? No, I don't. You're a cat

There's nothing wrong with that.

Well, you know something? If I had a
cat, at least the cat would miss me.

Doubtful.

It's possible.

Chris, is it because of you or because
of me?

What? That you like.

What?

I don't understand. You don't.

You just, like, don't, like, like, miss
me. Like, is that because of you or me?

I spent years looking for you.

I was just trying to track you down, but
you don't look for me at all.

And I finally find you.

And I was there. I saved your life.

And you said that you would come and
find me. You said you would come and

me soon. And then you just disappeared
again, I guess.

I had my phone number.

I guess what I'm asking you, man, is
like...

Do you not miss me because of me, or is
it... Is it because of your, like... My

what? Your... You know, your

condition.

I'm just me.

How do you do it?

I'm applying sunscreen to my lower
extremities. It's 100 SPF. I had more

four sunburns. I chose it.

I'm still more than twice as likely to
develop melanoma than adults. Can I get

little bit? Yeah, sure.

You

know

I don't like that.

That's not funny, Brack.

Oh, it's so funny.

It's so funny.

You know what I think?

I think we gotta go get drunk.

Come on, man.

Let's go get drunk.

Okay.

I don't think old Hank done it this way.

I don't know if it's exactly what I had
in mind, you know. I mean, it's L .A.

I mean, that means nightclubs, L .A.,
velvet ropes, douchebags everywhere.

Not really a honky -tonk type town, you
know.

I don't know, I just never took you for
like a country -western kind of guy, but

it's cool. I mean, I guess you pretend
to be an ordinary accountant, you can

pretend to be a cowboy tonight, right?

Huh? No. Yes. Okay.

What do you mean, no, yes, okay?

Are we having a conversation here,
Chris?

By the way, as far as the whole cowboy
thing, I think the four skunk shoes,

they're a bit of a misfire, but...
Well... Well, what?

Um... Hey, now.

Hello. Van's looking for a request.

Is there a song you like, handsome?

Yeah. I get some good with, like, Alan
Jackson, something like that. Tell him

that'll do me just fine. Okay, slow
down. Night moves.

I was asking him.

I'm Angie.

Hello, Angie. My name is Chris.

What's your favorite tune, Chris?

My favorite song is Appalachian Spring
by Copeland.

Second favorite?

In this context, yes.

Metallica, Intercendment.

I don't think that's in their
wheelhouse.

Maybe we should ask them to be more
familiar with the band's capabilities.

No. No.

What? What did you do? You were right
there. Why'd you go down like that? You

were going up. It was working.

You were supposed to say, just say you
picked. You know, say you picked up

the... That's exactly what my favorite
song is. Dude, she wasn't asking you

anything. Yes, she did, Jessica. What
about you? She didn't like you. I'm just

as shocked as you are, but she liked
you. That's why she came here. I don't

know. It was like a mating call. I mean,
how do you not see what she was doing?

My brain doesn't work that way, Braxton.

Hey, hey, hey. It was good.

You know what I mean? It was good.

You know what I mean? It seemed like you
were seeing it and she was seeing it.

It was just... You made her smile.

I don't know what the first thing you
said, but the italic thing, it was

She was like, I don't know, like you or
something like that, but it definitely

made her smile.

Maybe you don't give yourself enough
credit.

You just like sort of... Yeah, dude.

Guess where you're going.

Oh,

no, no, no.

Never come back from Copperhead Road.

Daddy ran with the big black dog.

Caught it at a notch in that basin of
rock.

Johnson County Sheriff paid all... Thank
you.

Thank you.

Keep burning down Copperhead Road.

I'll be dipped in dog shit. Oh, hello.

That was some dancing.

Light on your feet, big man.

Thank you. Yes, I'm a beginner. It's my
first time.

Wasn't a compliment, huh? Gary, don't
start.

Hey.

Hey. I'm forward, son.

Well, that's not kind.

Hey, I don't think you heard me.

Look at me when I'm fucking talking to
you. Hey.

Hey, come on. You're in cowboy country?

Oh, I... Well, you don't matter.

With another man's girl down here.
You're from Glendale, Gerald, and I'm

your girl. It's okay. My brother wasn't
having a good time tonight, but now he

will. Okay, get me Jerry.

Well, your brother can get it, too. Oh,
good.

Your face is like an anus. Swing at me,
Jerry.

Oh, no. Khaki pants here wants to scrap.

Jerry. Oh, goodness gracious.

Fucking hit him.

Hey. What you got, Jerry?

Get him, Jerry.

Knuckle up, motherfucker.

Guys, stop. Knuckle up, motherfucker.

Hey, stop.

Jerry. Go, Jerry.

in this world better than punching a
motherfucker in the face who's got it

coming? Huh?

Huh? What?

No. Shut the front door. You!

Hey! Hey!

I'm very smooth. You!

You! Look at you!

I'm sorry, it was, uh, Miss... Deputy
Director Medina. A patient filed past

present require a subpoena. I'm quite
sure you know that, Miss Medina. Yes, I

do. A woman and her child disappeared
eight years ago. Now they're either dead

or living a nightmare.

Look, could you just... Do this for me,
please. I really need your help, and I

just... Yeah, and I need a court order
to do so. Now, I'm sorry.

Hey!

Harbor Neuroscience.

The Harbor Neuroscience?

Treasury and Harbor have partnered to
support health care professionals who

with individuals possessing unique
abilities.

Define support.

Jane Doe, 636.

Five years ago.

Skull fracture, jaw, ribs, left arm
broken, and extensive facial injuries as

result of an auto accident.

Delirious, in and out of consciousness
when she arrived.

Said something about being attacked.

by somebody.

Prior to reconstructive surgery, she was
exposed to neurorehabilitation

strategies I designed to treat
individuals with extensive brain trauma.

How extensive?

A nearly total loss of memory.

I played top boards in college.

If Jane ever played, she didn't remember
how.

That's three days later.

Acquired savant syndrome.

So rare some neurologists doubt it
exists.

But you don't.

Victims of blunt force trauma can, on
extremely rare occasions, exhibit

extraordinary outcomes.

A woman who's never played piano
fractures her skull in the fall, masters

Rachmaninoff in a day.

A baseball fan takes a 90 -mile -per
-hour foul ball to the head and wakes to

discover he can learn a foreign language
in an afternoon.

How is that possible?

Their brains...

for lack of a better word, are rewired,
unlocking hidden abilities, abilities

that at least theoretically we all
possess.

And Jane's talent was chess?

No, not exactly.

The brain injury Jane suffered lit up
her frontal and parietal cortex.

Those areas responsible for pattern
recognition, problem solving, critical

thinking, the same areas of the brain
chess masters rely on.

Caveat is their ability to start and
stop with chess.

In Jane Doe, they didn't.

Acquired savant syndrome would explain
the exponential acceleration of her

ability to decode and assimilate
information, the hand -eye coordination,

what it doesn't explain is why her
memory was all but erased.

Or the personality change.

My theory?

The trauma that rewired her brain.

Also unplugged any unnecessary neural
networks.

Unnecessary for?

Survival.

The brain's frontal lobes are also where
our fight or flight decisions are made.

I think the appeal of chess wasn't
strategy.

But combat.

I don't know what Jane's life was like
prior to the accident.

But whoever she was when they brought
her in.

Wasn't the same person who left.

Over the following months, she became
increasingly isolated, aggressive.

Until one night, she beat a security
guard unconscious, took his gun,

and disappeared.

You said her memory was all but erased.
Did she retain any memory of her life

before the accident? Family, kids,
anything?

I asked her that exact question multiple
times. Only once did she come up with

something.

Let's go back over family.

Any memory of children or a husband?

So, should we order in some dinner?

Discuss the grant? Next step?

The applications are in my car. I'll be
right back.

You're asking me to divulge the
identity.

of a woman who may or may not be under
my employment.

I know she works for us, Batu.

And you know this how?

At those jobs I turn down, I just want
to talk to her, that's all.

Talk to her?

Why?

It's a family thing.

Don't tell me.

The one man I... Terminate for free,
minus one. Very inconvenient fact.

I know. He's my brother.

No. He might kill all my killers.

Want to bet?

Braxton, tell me that engine of
destruction isn't with you now.

No, sir, he is not.

Because the last time you had a family
thing, it nearly ruined me.

Next to us.

Since you're in Los Angeles, if a new
client who's in -house here isn't

a job done, sending a photo now,
instructions to follow only if you

I will let you know soon if I need your
services.

Pinson Juarez.

Juarez. Why Juarez?

I don't have kids.

I don't have kids.

Why didn't you just call the father?

Negative consequence.

It's a father nature.

Because of you.

Nita's been afraid for you.

Afraid it would hurt you.

Medina's at the Airbnb.

Call her, then the police.

Is that wise? You're an escaped convict
from a federal penitentiary.

Anything else?

We found Edith Sanchez.

Ray King wasn't murdered because he was
looking for Edith.

He was murdered because he found her.

Call Mary Beth now.

Tell her I'm on my way. And we need to
find Edith's son, Alberto.

She's being held as a prisoner in
Juarez.

Okay, Chris.

Understood.

Hello? Someone's coming to kill you.

Marybeth?

Hello?

Hello? Drop it!

Drop it!

Turn around.

I'm a federal agent. Big mistake.

Only if your name is not Marybeth
Medina.

Down on your knees.

Now!

That's what we do, huh?

You're Rita Sanchez.

Not anymore.

I think your child is a prisoner in a
compound in Juarez.

I need to put pressure on you.

Help is coming.

No, no, I paid you to kill her, not to
try and kill her. Someone intervened in

the head.

An extraordinarily lethal someone.

A contract's in force until the target
is dead or the client's expired.

Enjoy your evening.

Go to Juarez.

Take those kids into the desert.

I want them dead and buried.

No trace.

Nothing to tie me to them.

Think you can handle that?

Yeah, Bert.

Yeah, I can handle that.

You show up in Juarez, and then what?
How are you even going to find these

Not your concern. You can leave.

Christ's sake, how many times do I got
to tell you what happened to Medina was

not my fault, all right? She said she
wanted nothing to do with us.

I took her at her word.

She had a punctured lung, ruptured
spleen, and a fractured jaw. So don't

edible arrangement.

How many times?

How many times do I have to do it? How
many times do I have to say I'm sorry? I

don't know. You haven't said it one
time.

He's so full of shit.

All this is about is about the goddamn
kid in the picture, right? You think

like you. Yes.

He's alone in Juarez.

Do you even care? How do you know that?
How do you know he's like you?

You're so weird, Chris. You get these
ideas in your head, and you're just

God, do you know how exhausting it is?
My entire life, I've had to clean them

after the weird kid. You know that? I'm
not weird. Oh, you're not weird? Every

fucking time we move, we go to a new
town, and you show up with your fit.

You're rocking your stupid Solomon
Grundy bullshit.

Then I got to beat somebody's ass if
they put their hands on you. No, you

to fight. Oh, I hate the goddamn point.

The point is I always get your fucking
back, Chris. I get your back. You ever

say thank you?

Wow, gee, thanks, Brack. Thank you for
getting my back.

Thank you. You are the best goddamn
brother.

What are you doing?

Goddamn it. What, you just got to leave?

You know what? Want to go to Juarez?

Hey, let's go to Juarez. Good for you.
Let's go get our asses shot off.

My drone's not responding.

I lost the feed.

Field trip! Follow them! Get on the bus!

Get them on!

Let's go!

Everybody out!

Field trip! Get them on the bus!

We'll wait till dark and then we'll go
in. Can you kill the lights?

Yes, but it won't matter.

Why not?

The children will be dead before it's
dark.

Braxton. Yeah.

Thank you.

Get them all out!

Hey! All the kids on the bus! Field
trip!

Thank you.

Come on, 6 -1, 6 -1.

Go.

Ready?

He's done, he's done.

Fire back at him, you dumb motherfucker!

Go!

Look, look, look, look!

You're hit? I'm good.

I'm good. Go.

I'm fine. Hey, stop.

This is a fucking job.

Go.

Go, Craig. Go get those kids. Go.

Yeah.

Amen.

I need to feel it.

Help him out!

Help him off the bus!

What's the matter with you?

You again? Get up.

Back up.

Back the fuck up!

Son of a... Hey, I got a heavy figure.

I'm not the guy you want.

Burke is the guy you want. Listen to me,
man.

Listen to me!

Burke is the...

Sanchez. It's okay.

It's okay.

You're safe.

It's okay.

Mm -hmm.

It's cool, yeah?

Let's go!

Who's that?

Hey Chris, stop the bus. What? Stop the
bus, man. Just... Open the door.

Open the door, Dick, don't.

Who are you?

Hi.

Chris.

She likes me, man.

Do you want to come over and be?

Chris.

Hey.

Hey.

Get her.

Yeah.

Are you going to be mine?

As I suspected.

Hey, man, what should I call her?

Huh? That's a... Is that male?

Yeah.

But you don't ask.

Owner of the largest kill squad in
Europe.

I'm sorry.

You have me confused with someone else.

52 years old.

Born in Nizhny Novgorod.

Russian -Romanian -Mongol descent.

Seven years in the prison known as the
Black Dolphin.

Married four times.

One child by a mistress.

Would you like me to tell you the
mileage on your Bentley?

What can I do for you?

Terminate the contract on Mary Beth
Medina.

Why would I do that?

Let me tell you a story.

How about you do your fucking job and
stick to the contract?

You said the contract would stay in
place until that treasury bitch was

Or until you expired.

Correct? Well, I am very much alive.

Consider it done.

Good.

When?

Momentarily, sir.

Goodbye.

Thank you.

Harbor Neuroscience Academy.

Deputy Director Medina, U .S. Treasury.

Ma 'am, I don't think you're calling who
you think you are.

I think I am.

I know you can hear me.

I just wanted to say thank you.

Ray found Edith, but you and Chris
helped me solve the rest of the puzzle.

Ray would be grateful.

And so am I.

That good, Edith? All right.

Okay, come on. Let's go.

Yeah.

It's unbelievable.

It's wildly unfair.

He's a child. I don't care he's a child.
I'm a man. You're a man.

He's a kid. That's a cat. Who cares?

The point is, we're supposed to be
taking turns. He's been holding my cat

the last hour and a half, Chris.

When's it my turn?

How much longer?

Alberto, ¿cuánto falta hasta el harbor?

1 ,247 ,000.

Oh, 1 ,247. It's amazing. It's amazing
how he can just come up with that, but

can't figure out how long it takes to
get somebody else to turn and hold the

damn cat.

It's like a fucking genius.

Just out of idle curiosity, what are
your plans after we drop off at Harbour?

My plans?

Do you think, well, I made a reservation
at an RV park at the Chattahoochee for

after we drop off at Harbour. I thought
we could go hiking there.

You made a reservation?

Just an idea.

And what, we'd stay in the Airstream?

I think it'd be fun.

I think it might be fun, too.

But the shame...