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Previously on "Reef Break"...

The Governor would like
to put you on a retainer.

Our island has unique problems.

Some problems, the police
don't even need to know about.

You shouldn't see
what's on this computer.

Your boyfriend's a cop, right?

Wyatt is not my boyfriend.

We are friends with benefits.

I could never fool you.

Except for that time you married me

and then forgot to tell me

that you were an undercover FBI agent.

You're the mercenary who
does a bunch of shady stuff

for Carter Eastland.

I think I'm gonna enjoy
getting to know you.

Well, most people do.

I don't know any Mr. Smith,

but if you're looking for the fat guy,

last I saw,
he was cuffed in the bushes.

Might even be on his way to
Central Processing right now.

Hands in the air!

Where the hell does he think he's...

Where the hell do you
think you're going?!

You gonna go get him?

We're wearing body armor, Detective.

I know this is just
your way of showing love.

body next to mine, yeah ♪

Hey.

Hey.

You looked impressive out there.

Ah, well, if I knew I had an audience,

I would've put on a real show.

You know, I can get you a wet suit

and get you up on a board in no time.

Uh, I'm here on business.

Come on. I think you really
want to let your hair down.

I don't, actually.

I want to talk about a man
with his own island,

Dylan Sawyer.

Well, there is a name that
brings back some memories.

I'm sure it does.
We're gonna pay him a visit.

We are? Why?

Well, uh, we can talk
about it in the car.

It's a bit windy out here.
Let's get you dressed.

Sure I can't get you out on the water?

So, where's your fancy driver today?

Day off.

Day off?

Yeah.

So, I'm guessing this
whole trip to Dylan's island

is off the official books, right?

Look, I know you
and Dylan Sawyer are friends...

I wouldn't say "friends," exactly.

That's exactly what
you said to the Governor.

Work friends.

You smuggled drugs for him?

No, I never smuggled drugs for him.

I mean, I may have put
a package in my surf bag

that smelled like weed once or twice,

but... you know what?
it was probably money,

because all of Dylan's money
smells like weed.

Do me a favor?

Don't share inculpatory statements

about drug felonies.

Okay, do me a favor?

Don't refer to Dylan's
marijuana as "drugs."

He'll find that very offensive.

Why are you in my chair?

DEA asked me to check in
on your big bust.

Anonymous tip on a Thai fishing boat.

Yeah, we caught the guys.
Enough caffeine and meth

to keep the South Pacific high
for a month.

Caffeine and meth?

- That's ingredients for Yaba.
- Yeah.

Which the Thais manufacture
in the mainland.

Yeah.

So...

They're importing the ingredients

to cook it on the Reef.

That's an amazing deduction.

Okay.

Mind if I sit in on your interrogation?

Just keep your mouth shut
and let me take the lead.

You know me... low profile.

Wow, this is one long-ass boat ride.

If I had access to the
Governor's fancy private plane,

I would've just
flown it right out here.

No pilot, no flight plan.

As you inferred,
given the nature of the trip,

we thought it'd be wise
to limit our footprint.

Good point.

Now, remember, you're here because,

to Dylan, you're a friendly face.

Last I knew.

What does that mean, Cat?
Last you knew?

Well, you know,
I haven't seen him in a while.

- Since when?
- Since that whole

"I married an undercover FBI agent

"who brought down half of the
underworld on the Reef" thing?

You know this is gonna be
really tricky, right?

I like tricky.

I'm not kidding, Cat.

If you can give Dylan a comfort
level, that'd be great.

Remember, this is
a political negotiation.

Whoa! Quite the welcoming committee.

You know Dylan's son.

Beau! Gosh, I haven't seen you since...

Before I left for Cambridge.

Yeah. Bring it in for a hug!

Or a handshake. Alright.

Lieutenant Governor.

Beau.

Dad's waiting up at the house.

We're gonna have to sweep your boat,

and we'll need to take your phones.

Uh, we're not giving up our phones.

That's a lot of phones.

Glad you came, Cat.
Really smoothing things over.

I'll go around the back.

- Take 3 o'clock.
- Yeah.

Mr. Sawyer.

I'm Lieutenant Governor Ana Dumont.

And you showed up.

Well, I just wanted to see
if you'd kiss me or kill me.

Hmm.

Kind of a risk, then.

Last I remember, you were
not the killing kind.

That was a long time ago.

But still holds true.

You look great.

- He says he doesn't...
- Yeah, I know.

He's been saying it
for the last half-hour.

I now know how to play dumb in Thai.

Look, we know there's a lab
somewhere on the Reef.

First one who gives it up
gets a deal...

the rest of you are looking at
10 years minimum.

Yeah, yeah, it's like
there's an echo in here.

Get him to holding.

- Jake...
- No cushy U.S. prison for you.

I'm shipping you back to Bangkok.

Bang Kwang prison... that's
leg shackles and maggot soup!

We're making runs ahead of the lab.

They're planning to set up
in the next two weeks.

Where?

I really don't know,
but it's gonna be big.

There are 10, 15 more shipments

coming through the Southeast Slot,

and they're sending The Chemist.

- The Chemist?
- Who's The Chemist?

The Chemist from Chiang Mai.

The Chemist. From Chiang Mai.

It's killing you how
I knew he spoke English.

It's killing you not telling me.

Seem a little easy, though?

How fast he gave it up?

You threatened him with
one of the five worst

prisons on the planet.

- Still.
- So what?

You want me to ignore a tip
on 15 shipments of Yaba?

No. I want to know who The Chemist is

and why he was supposed to give him up.

We find The Chemist, we find the lab.

I'm bringing in my fourth major crop...

No, your sixth. This was 2006.

Right, 2006.

Cat's on her way to Sunset...

Wahine Pipe Pro.

That is a huge surf competition.

Volcom has her on a private jet.

She decides it's a good
opportunity to move some weight.

I thought you never smuggled drugs.

I did not smuggle.

I was a dealer for a while, though,

but I did not have
the patience for retail.

- Or the public.
- Or the public in general.

So, I've got everything
packed, ready to go...

She wants to pay me
in cases of MP3 players,

fell off a truck somewhere.

Okay, they were very cool back then.

I live on an island. Off the grid.

I don't even know what I'm looking at.

- Can we get to the point?
- Beau...

Now, she doesn't want to hear
old crook stories

any more than I do, Dad.

You never had kids, right?

None that I know of.

As you already know,
Reef Island's been seeing

an influx of smugglers
the last few months.

Guns, drugs, even human cargo.

Are you suggesting I have
anything to do with that?

I don't touch anything I don't make,

I don't make anything I don't grow,

and I don't grow anything
but Anemone Red.

Finest weed in the South Pacific.

Which is why we've been hands off.

That and because we're
your second highest source

of tax revenue
and charitable donations,

after Carter Eastland.

Have you been approached
about using your air strip?

There's a new player on the Reef.

They're setting up a lab to make Yaba.

We know that you track
boat and plane traffic

coming through this corridor.

They want us to spy for them.

We'd like your cooperation.

You're quiet.

Especially for you.

Oh, well, you know me...

I just came for the free champagne,

the fancy bruncheon,

the possibility of a gift bag
on my way out.

So, what do you think?

I think there's a deal to be made.

The Governor's office
does not have standing

to make an official agreement
with an illegal business.

Quasi-legal.

As a U.S. protectorate,

we're bound by the laws
of the United States.

Here's what I think.

Early heads-up if the DEA
is showing any interest.

Keep it off the books,
make it a handshake deal.

Can I talk to you for a second?

She's a little uptight.

I'm just gonna go help her
relax a little.

Hey.

What are you doing?

Uh, Anemone Red, man.

Let's go get high.

I am not getting high.

And I told you to let me take the lead.

Do you understand
that we're not even here?

If it got back to DC
that the Governor's office

was communicating
with a known drug dealer...

you cannot offer to inform on the DEA.

Yeah, I know that.

Then why did you?

Because if I asked you to
get up and leave the table,

it would've looked suspicious,

so I wanted to
make you pissed off enough

that you got up and left
so that I could follow you,

which, by the way,
happened a little too easily.

What are you doing?

Did you not notice

that this place is suddenly
swarming with guards,

including the two who were watching us

from out in the hallway?

Yeah, I did, but why?
Wh... What are you thinking?

I'm something really bad
is about to go down,

and we need to run like sonsabitches.

Wow.

It's all good, okay? It's all good.

Whoa!

Do you know how to use this?

After what you just did, you don't?

If Krav Maga has a firearms
class, I must've missed it.

That was badass.

Interpol's been tracking
a Yaba cook based in Chiang Mai.

This guy had so many aliases,

everyone ended up referring
to him as "The Chemist."

This is the most recent image
RPD has on file.

Looks like our young
smuggler was telling the truth.

I mean, the rest of his story
is panning out.

We've already got eight bogies
coming in from the northwest,

got the whole Air and Sea Unit on them.

Does it not all seem
just a little bit too easy?

Where'd you get the initial tip
on the boat from?

Through the Governor's office.

Through your sister?

Where did she get the tip from?

I asked. She didn't say.

Well, maybe ask again.

I tried. No one's seen her all morning.

No one knows where
the Lieutenant Governor is?

What about Cat?

I tried her, too.
She's gone off the grid.

So, they both go dark
same time as this pops up?

Does that not seem
a little strange to you?

Maybe we should pay
the Governor a visit.

Come on.

- Would you look at that?
- What the hell are they doing?

Looks like there's been a palace coup.

The guards have Dylan.

And it seems they're not working alone.

So then we got to get out of here.

Okay? My guess is they've already taken

the boat and the radio.

Dylan has an air strip near here.

If we can get there
without them catching us,

I can get us back to the Reef.

You know how to fly a plane?

Ah. Well, we're gonna
find out, aren't we?

Come on, let's go. Come on.

Ouch!

Thank you, sir. Thank you.

Okay. I don't want to see it.

Uh, Charlie, what seems to be the...

Sorry to bother you, Governor,
but we're having trouble

getting in touch with
the Lieutenant Governor.

I have no idea where she is.

And, uh, quite a tight schedule.

So, if you don't mind...

How does such a bad liar
win four elections?

By putting the good people
of the Reef first.

Ahead of special interests
every single day.

Right, but while you're busy
doing that,

RPD is chasing a dozen drug
boats around the Pacific Ocean.

We're concerned
that we're being decoyed.

Stand down, Andy!

It's alright, Andy.

A moment?

Lieutenant Governor and Ms. Chambers

are on a private assignment,
reporting directly to me.

If they're incommunicado...

Because?

They traveled to one
of the Outer Islands.

No flight plan was allowed?

They went by boat.

The initial tip from the Thais
came from Dylan Sawyer's people.

You sent Cat and Ana
to an isolated island

without backup,

drug runners start flooding the waters,

and you don't tell anyone?

I have every confidence in my st...

Oh, for God's sakes.

That is not the company
you want to keep, Detective.

It's my sister out there.

And your lover?

Diverting department resources

from a drug bust to a girlfriend rescue

is not a good look, Detective.

Small island.

Looks like we're late to the party.

Dylan lied.

He is expanding his empire.

No. No way.
I've known Dylan a long time.

He would never get caught up
in something like this.

You sure about that?

Those crates don't look
like fertilizer.

It doesn't make any sense.

Let me ask you something.

Who asked for this meeting...
you or Dylan?

Dylan... Well, Beau.

Beau asked for the meeting?

Let me ask you another question.

Do you get the sense
that Dylan would let Beau

have that kind of responsibility,

or any kind of responsibility,
for that matter?

You think Beau has daddy issues?

Yeah.

Yeah. And we don't want to
be here when they come our way.

Let's go. Come on!

We got to get out there.

Air and Sea are on
the other end of the Chain.

Even if we divert units to pick us up,

or even if they get there without us...

- Do you think that's a coincidence?
- No!

Whatever's happening
on Sawyer's island,

this is part of the plan.

Sawyer's got, what, maybe 15 people?

You got to figure in drug runners, too.

I mean, if they're after...

She doesn't...

We've got to grab a boat,
any guns we can muster.

I have a better idea.

We need a plan.

Oh. Well, you know, I'm more of a fan

of waiting things out
and seeing who comes out on top.

You would be.

Okay, there it is again.

There is what again?

That... That unmotivated anger thing.

You know your brother's
a grown man, right?

I can't help it if we have
an intense sexual connection.

Thank you for that.

You really think I care
about the two of you?

Okay, well, why else
would you be so... angry?

I mean, to be fair,
I did save your life.

You mean 20 seconds
before I saved yours?

Well, yeah, that's a good point.

Thank you for that, by the way.

Why are they not looking for us?

If they wanted us here,
I mean, I don't...

Beau wants you here.

He has what he wanted.

- My phones.
- Your phones?

If Beau's converting
a pot farm into a drug lab,

he must have a plan
for keeping the law at bay.

Well, what does that have to do
with your phones?

A direct hack into the
Governor's private servers,

access to privileged
communications, leverage.

Just how crooked is your boss?

Crooked enough to get
things done on the Reef.

Not so crooked that
I can't get up every morning

and go work for him.

You coming?

As you can see, Mr. Eastland
has generously agreed

to lend you a security detail.

Whoa. That's a lot of hardware
for an oil company.

We'll need you to sign where indicated.

- For?
- Liability.

You're worried we're gonna
break one of your helicopters?

Not our liability... yours.

That all it says? We won't
blame you if we fall out?

Any subsequent goodwill would be
strictly off the record.

Right. Meaning you
can't ask for favors,

but you sure expect them.

You came to us.

Let's mount up.

- You two with me.
- Roger that.

I know this was my idea,

but why does it feel like
we're selling our souls?

You really aced that balcony drop.

And that Krav Maga?

Yes, someone other than Cat Chambers

possesses a skill set.

- Wow, that came out of left field.
- Did it?

Yeah. Is there something
you want to talk about?

Not at the moment, no.

Just seems like... I don't know...

We're being hunted through the jungle

by drug-running gunmen.

This really seem like the time?

Except we're not, though.
Where are they?

Hmm?

Maybe we're not the center
of their universe.

Okay, there it is again.
Another thinly veiled insult.

The boat's this way.

Where would they keep our phones?

Probably in Dylan's den.

There's a wall safe there
behind the Gauguin.

From the footprint, I'd say
it's a Rexfield 383 or 385.

You saw all of that walking through?

Yeah, well, old habits die hard.

Rexfields have a four-digit code

with a light-up keypad
that loves grease.

I want you to look
for the four greasiest numbers

and start working the combos.

Why are you telling me all of this?

Uh, 'cause I don't plan
on getting killed

for your three phones?

I'm gonna find a way off this island.

You're leaving me here?

When you get in there,
I want you to look for powder...

talcum powder, baby powder,
any kind of powder,

and I want you
to lightly dust those keys

- for fingerprints, alright?
- Seriously?

If you want your phone back,

yeah, very seriously.

Oh, and good luck, by the way.

You know we've got cameras, right?

You know it's illegal to
drive in this country

without a seatbelt, right?

Let's go!

Let's go, let's go!

On me, let's go!

On me!

How do they figure
they'll hold the island?

Well, the same island a pot
dealer's held for 20 years

with half a dozen bodyguards.

They'll be heaviest at the air strip.

We hit them hard and fast,
get control of the situation,

and then we come back for the hostages.

Right, except they've got
the Lieutenant Governor in there

and probably Cat.

So?

Well, if we make that much noise,

we get them all killed.

Alright.

Man, Cambridge was a bad investment.

You wouldn't listen, Dad.

Weed is legal in more and more markets.

It's only a matter of time
before Philip Morris

and Altria jump in and price us out.

We diversify or we die.

Kidnapping the Lieutenant Governor?

That's your business plan?!

You really think
I'm an idiot, don't you?

Every idea I have,
you just blow me off.

Well, now I've got the guns,
and I'm calling the shots.

Team Two, we got two vehicles
coming your way.

Should be at the airfield in 5.

Obviously, you have a plan, Beau,

and you're smart enough not
to hold hostages indefinitely.

If you want me to, I can relay
your objectives to the Governor.

When the time is right.

When's the going to be?

Maybe when this guy tells Beau...

...exactly what those objectives are.

The ball's in your court, Beau.

But see this vine
wrapped around his neck?

It's called a dead man's trigger.

You shoot me, your boss dies, as well.

He's not my boss.

- Beau. Look, listen.
- Dylan, any hope we have

of getting out of here in one piece

includes you not telling
your son what to do.

You two, go, go, go.

Hey, on me.

Beau, you're the one in this
room that has the advantage.

We saw the two of you on the airfield.

He respects you.

Tell him to get on the radio

and tell his crew to get on that
plane and get off the island.

We'll let him go!

Beau, look at me.

I've known you since you were a kid,

and I've spent all of my life

dancing on the wrong side of the law.

So, trust me when I say

the guy you deal with is never the guy.

Now, tell these girls

to put their weapons
down and get out of here.

Irma, you should go.

You speak Thai?

Where the hell are they?

Copy that. Team Two says they've
just started up their plane.

Oh, she must be with...
they must be with them.

Tell them to stop the plane,
but don't open fire.

We have to stop that plane.

Well, hey, fellas.

What are you guys doing here?

Uh...

Rescuing you.

Oh. Sure.

Okay. Well, thanks.

Listen, that guy over there,

he's some big international drug dealer

who tried to take over the island.

I told him we'd let him go
if he played ball with us,

but I lied.

So, I'd really like you
to prosecute him

to the full extent of the law.

- You know what I'm saying?
- I...

You're a good man.

We're just gonna meet with the...

Okay, let's get him out of here.

Absolutely.

I've survived this long
not holding grudges.

Maybe...

Obviously, I've made mistakes.

But not like this.

- Dad...
- Don't worry.

Your trust fund
should pay for your lawyer.

Hey.

Hey.

Are you okay?

When Beau was a kid,
he wanted to be a veterinarian.

And then, growing up here
in the middle of all of this...

Hey, look at me.

No regrets.

You did the best you could, alright?

Wasn't good enough, apparently.

You're a good father, Dylan.

You are.

And... and Beau made a stupid mistake

that, hopefully, he'll learn from.

Oh, my gosh, don't you remember
all the mistakes we made?

Yeah.

Remember when I sent you to Maui

with Anemone Red in your bag?

- Oh.
- You got so high,

you missed your heat because you
were building a sand castle.

I stand behind your product.

So, do I get, like,
a free unlimited supply?

Absolutely.

Cat...

Thank you.

Sure.

I'll take this with me, okay?

My advice?

Take The Chemist and Beau
and call it a day.

Me? What about your...

I got what I came for.

Alright. You heard the man.

Let 'em fly.

Today, you saw the reality of
having Mr. Eastland as an ally.

You can avail yourself
of the opportunity...

or not.

It's the tail number of an airplane

held by a shell corporation.

You run it and text me
the details of the owner,

and we are at the onset of a
mutually fruitful relationship.

And if I don't?

You won't see us again.

Whether your helicopters
are available or not.

You knew that I would get caught?

I knew.

Listen, I needed you to keep Beau busy

once I figured out there
was a bigger dog

running the whole operation.

I figured he was here checking
out his new pot fields.

What I didn't know is where
he was holding Dylan,

and they walked me right there.

Am I just supposed to be
okay with all of that?

That's up to you.

If you think it could've
worked out any better.

I don't know if there was a better way

any of this could've turned out.

Is that a "thank you"?

It's as close as I feel myself getting.

Oh.

Bring it in for a hug...

or a handshake.

How did you get
Carter Eastland to help?

I asked.

That's it? You just asked?

You'd be surprised how far
you can get just asking nicely.

Really?

Hey, your, um... your ex.

When you went missing,

- he went nuts.
- Really?

Threatened to physically
assault the Governor, actually.

Well...

that's the old Jake I knew.

That's kind of my point.

He's not over you, Cat.

No, maybe not.

Look...

When you go through
what Jake and I went through,

you don't just get over each other.

You know? You...

hopefully move forward.

Meaning... you?

Meaning me.

And if Jake hasn't figured out
a way to move forward,

then, you know, he'll have to...

he'll have to deal with that.

I'll take that.

You know...

I think we should still get
some credit for that rescue.

- Oh, really?
- Mm-hmm.

We threatened the Governor.

Yeah, uh, Jake threatened the Governor.

Yeah, but I backed his play.

You're a badass.

Your running mate
nearly got you killed.

He would've let you die
just to protect himself.

Well, he is a known quantity.

And for the moment, my necessary evil.

Yeah, well, back in my sunnier days,

I'd have said that
no evil is necessary.

But now not so sunny, huh?

Oh, it's getting brighter again.

When I saw you today,

it was all I could do
not to just grab hold of you.

Me, too.

I nearly told Cat.

So, maybe...

this is not as casual
as we keep saying it is?

Maybe.

Just maybe, though.

Even before Cat got here,
this was tricky.

And now it's just...

I was worried about you.

Because you knew
Cat could handle herself.

What?

You get hot intel on drug runners...

Which turned out to be a ruse.

And you gave your brother
the tip, not me?

Wyatt's career still has a shot.

Ohh. Come here.

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