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Mr. Creasy, what an unexpected surprise.

It's been so long, I thought you might have left the game.

I had the same worry about you.

I got a small group,

and I'mma need relocation and bulletproof IDs.

Where?

Rio de Janeiro.

I got a shell game going,

but… that should only last for the next few days.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Welcome, Mr. Cannaberata.

- Mr. Salters? - Yeah.

- So glad to have you, Mr. Davis. - Mm.

I'm helping a victim of domestic abuse.

- Mr. Johnson. - Yeah.

And I'll double it if you would notify me immediately…

…if anybody comes by asking about us.

All right.

I haven't been to Rio recently, but I could be convinced,

assuming the usual fees.

That said, relocation hardly seems like a challenge worthy of ringing me up

after all this time.

Yeah, well, relocation is only half the gig.

And the other half?

Breaking into a Brazilian prison

holding one of the country's most-wanted terrorists.

Well, now, this sounds more like something I can sink my teeth into.

Very good.

Let's start with the relocation.

Portugal? What do you mean, Portugal?

Why is he talking about Portugal?

- I'll explain, honey. - I thought we came here to hide.

Will we be safe?

Because this guy had people waiting for us back in America, so…

Yes, I'm sure.

Creasy, are we gonna be legal?

We agreed on relocation, and that's what I'm delivering.

Relocation?

Were you planning for us to leave Brazil?

I'll talk to you about it, honey.

I'm not going.

You can mess around and stay if you want,

but if someone shows up to your door asking for information you will not have,

I'll say it right now, I will not be able to help you.

Now, you can help me by going somewhere safe

and letting me do my job.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

Yeah. Yeah.

Okay.

Uh, no, all right. Thanks for letting me know.

What?

That's one of the other hotels.

Somebody's looking for us already.

That's why you have to go.

They said he was checked in, but he won't be checked into this one.

He checked into ten other hotels under fake names

and ten more under his own, possibly moving between them.

I'll find him. It's just gonna take me some time.

It's kind of weird how I've gotten totally used to you doing that.

- What are you doing? - Still trying to get into his account.

You know, to check our emails.

See the pictures.

Whatever I did…

You didn't do anything, Poe.

Then don't send me away.

In order to do what I need to do, I need to know that you are safe.

I've lost everything.

I mean, I…

I can't even get into the scraps.

I just want to keep one thing.

- Poe, I-- - No.

No, I-- I don't want you to answer me now.

I just…

I just want you to think about it.

I have thought about it, Poe.

And I'm sorry.

Did they get the money?

Yeah.

Duda's men got it.

I'm gonna get my part now.

That's good.

And Poe?

What about Poe?

You just gonna send her with this person?

Ivan is one of, if not the best. Poe will be fine.

Listen.

When the worst happened to me, what saved me

was the fact that I wasn't alone.

I had my family, my friends, my daughter.

And I know you have

your reasons for doing this, I know that.

But I can't let that girl end up alone.

I can't.

So I'd like Poe to come with me and Marina when we go.

At least, until it's safe for her to get home.

Okay. Okay.

I know you feel that cutting yourself off is the right thing to do--

You know, whatever you got going on with Poe,

that's good, that's fine, that's-- that's what she needs.

That is not me.

You can say that.

But that's your choice.

Not a fact.

Here is good.

- But you said you wanted to go-- - I said here.

Here is good.

There he is. There he is.

Go, go, go.

- For your troubles. - Thank you.

You remember what they looked like? These people who were asking for me?

Uh, it was a pair of men. Um, one larger--

Long hair. Beard. The other short, bald?

Yes. You know them?

Yeah, we just met. They come back, you know what to do.

Yeah?

Mr. Creasy, you asked to be notified if anyone asked after you.

How long ago?

Well, just now. They actually left a letter behind.

Can you open it for me, please?

It's a piece of paper with a phone number and a word.

A word?

Tappen.

Good, good.

Hey, Beto.

Come here!

There he is.

Finally, you earned something. By leaps and bounds…

Go. Take your share.

This wasn't as easy as you said, partner.

Vico and his crew were required to provide additional security.

So it's only fair that some of that money goes to him.

It will come out of yours.

Beto.

One thing, little brother.

You only had to do one thing, and you didn't do it.

- Beto. - You can't watch a girl?

- Keep her in one place? - Beto.

The alarm sounds, and you let her run?

- Stop, Beto! You are crazy! - You're a little shit!

****. What are you good for?

How am I not better off without you?

- You freeloader! You piece of shit. - Stop, Beto! Stop!

Keep it, if it's so important to you.

Seeing you look like a fool was already worth it for me.

Vico!

How long has this been going on?

You're kidding, right?

I don't see much of Beto, and Livro never said anything. How long?

He knows snitches don't last.

I will speak to Beto…

Problem is that the favela is full of Betos.

It is not only him.

So what do I do now?

You really want to know?

- This is Tappen. - What are you doing?

Creasy.

Look, I figured it'd be best to just leave a number

than try and sort out a whole shell game.

I mean, what the hell are you doing in Brazil?

Listen to me. I've known you a long time.

Everybody's declaring victory and you're not racing home.

Something's up.

So, whatever that is, I'm here to help you put that to bed.

Look, I appreciate that,

but what I got going on, you cannot help with.

Just because I've been driving a desk for a long time

doesn't mean I still can't be an asset in the field.

- No, it's not about that. - I know what it's about, all right?

I know you better than anyone and why you had to stop doing the job.

And if something like that happens now,

you freeze up…

Or has it already happened?

Jesus.

It has, hasn't it?

You dodged a bullet.

Let's not try it again.

I am here.

Hey, use me.

If something happens to Poe,

neither one of us is ever gonna be able to forgive ourselves.

I've got it handled.

How?

Go home, man.

You want to help me?

You let me do this my way.

And what's that?

Alone.

Got you.

- Hi, honey. - Hey, Mom.

Hey, Poe.

It's okay, I brought him here. It's okay, he's with me.

- It's okay, I brought him. - Creasy!

Hey.

- Livro? I-- - No! Hey!

Hey, Creasy! It's okay. I brought him. Look at me. It's okay.

Everybody shut up!

It's okay.

Explain this right now.

When I went to get my part of the money, I realized… I realized Vico can help you.

- I don't want help. I'm not asking for it. - Just listen to me.

Vico used to run drugs into that prison.

For Duda.

His contact can get you in and out.

- He can take you to Ferraz. - No.

- Why not? - Why would he want to help?

Because Livro is in danger.

And we need to get him out of the favela.

Listen.

I want Livro to come with me.

Vico just wants to help.

He's gonna go his own way.

I promise.

I already got the prison taken care of,

and you bringing in more people makes everything harder, not easier.

I know.

And I'm sorry.

What about rice?

Perfect. I'm going to turn this off.

You ever been in a place this nice?

No.

It's a whole other world.

Once, I was offered a job working for a supplier

who lived in a place just like this.

I could have moved right in.

Why didn't you?

You remember my sister, Neusa?

She was a lot like you.

Not cut out for life in a favela.

At least, not with a brother like me.

I couldn't leave her there alone.

She needed out.

It was just too late before I understood that.

Why are you doing this for me?

I don't understand. You've always been an **** to me.

I've told you, Livro.

I may not be smart like you,

but I don't have to make the same mistake twice.

You coming?

Uh…

No, I still got a… I got a few things… to do.

I just watched you pack and unpack that bag twice.

Should I be worried?

No. They knocked on two doors, third was a false alarm,

so everything is still in place.

Then why aren't you eating?

Nah…

"Nah…"

You know,

your whole surgeon thing about not treating people like people,

so that you can do your job or whatever…

Personally, I don't really think it's a good idea.

Is that right?

Yeah, I mean,

you have all these regrets

about people that you let in

and then you lost.

Whereas,

all my regrets are about people that I kept out.

Which I think is actually kind of worse.

You're gonna be alone tomorrow.

Tonight, you really don't have to be.

You could be here with all of us.

But obviously, that's… that's up to you.

You know, um…

You mentioned your dad taught you a couple things about self-defense

and that you might have forgotten, so, uh, if you want,

I could… I could…

I could show you a couple things.

Ah!

I remember one time, uh…

What?

Okay.

Was it the one about the tire yard?

- No. - Hm?

- He told you that? - Uh-huh.

Or, um, the one with the bald general.

That one turned into funny. That was not funny at the time.

Oh, no. My favorite one is

when he completely disappears and you go looking for him.

Instead of picking up the pizza, he's basically running the whole joint.

The man couldn't stand looking at a operation that wasn't tip-top shape.

Imagine that's the guy who's inspecting how well you've cleaned your room.

- You think he wasn't doing my bed checks? - Not in Dubai.

- Mm! - Oh!

- He told you that? - He did.

Busted.

Look, you already know all the stories. Why are you trying to get me to tell them?

How else am I gonna hear 'em again?

Yeah, I'm at the spot they traced the call to.

There's two hotels nearby, and I'm betting it's one or the other.

I'm going to take care of this myself.

Look, you got him wasted last night, yeah? Stoned?

He's a **** mess before noon on a good day.

He's gonna be the walking dead today.

So I get in, you get him out, boom.

- It's done, and we're off. - No.

No, man.

You're crazy, man.

Don't you get it's too crazy? Too crazy even for you?

Fine. I'll do it myself.

What's up?

Huh.

Where are my **** keys?

BETO, YOU **** IDIOT

DID YOU THINK I WOULDN'T FIND OUT?

I'M GOING STRAIGHT TO DUDA WITH THIS, BROTHER!

Holy shit.

What's going on?

Vico is getting neurotic. I'm going to sort this shit out.

- Kiss. - Kiss.

Naughty girl.

Good afternoon. How are you?

Good afternoon.

Agent Penner, Interpol Abduction Task Force.

Listen, we have reason to believe that one of your hotel guests

is involved in an active child-trafficking operation.

Maybe checked in under an assumed name.

Maybe offered you money to be notified if anyone asked about him.

Look,

you can be helpful,

or I'll shut down this whole **** hotel and go room by room.

Okay, so this is a couple of days ago.

Is this the only time he appears?

Yes, and there's no footage of the girl anywhere.

It's the other one.

All right, let's go, let's go.

Marina.

What room number?

Come on. Come on. Come on.

What?

I forgot something.

Is it important?

Very.

Be right back.

- Wait for you in the car. - Come on.

Getting you out is gonna be noisy.

It is a fun little plan.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking forward to it.

Now, the issue is getting you in.

On that I think we need more time.

How much more time?

Finding people I could trust to deliver might take a few weeks.

What's his plan?

He's supposed to have a way in and out that should be smoother.

Ready to roll.

You trust it?

Let's find out.

Hi. Yeah.

Can you translate?

Sure.

They want to talk to you.

After you get Ferraz, you're going to get into the thing…

Apparently, the helicopter takes us to a yacht.

Not a sentence I ever thought I'd hear.

Guess I'm always going to make you jumpy, huh?

This is probably the last time we'll see each other.

You'll need something to get started where you're going.

There was a tad bit more than I expected.

Beto will lose his mind.

He's already lost his mind.

At least he's finally making an investment in his brother.

Vico.

I will never forget this.

I know.

You will always have the scars.

PENITENTIARY MAINTENANCE

Hey. You ready?

Yeah.

You sure about this?

I've already said Ivan is one of the best--

I meant, are you sure about staying?

I'm not staying. I'm finishing.

Good luck.

I'm gonna miss you.

Yeah.

And I know that may not seem like much,

but… it's been a long time since I said that to anybody, so…

And, uh…

I got you this.

It's a Taser.

Just in case you forgot everything I taught you.

Um…

I'm not giving this to you…

because I want you to have it.

I'm giving this to you because I want it back.

Jesus, I just missed him.

Wait. Wait, wait, pause it. Pause it.

Visiting hours end in 30 minutes.

- If there's any bullshit… - I'll tell him.

Don't fool around.

Felipe says Ferraz has guards of his own.

All he can do is get you to the cell.

If something goes bad, you're on your own.

Almost seems like you're trying to talk me out of it.

I have done many things I wish someone had talked me out of.

So maybe I am.

Will you be here when I get out?

Can't collect my bet with Felipe about you if I'm not.

Do I want to know where you put your money?

No.

Move. Hurry up, man.

Arms up. Turn.

INITIAL INSPECTION

Enter.

Arms up.

Come.

Scrub this one back.

All right, stop. Freeze. Freeze.

Can you punch in on that?

CLEANING SUPPLIES

CRIMINAL POLICE

****.

****.

He's going after Ferraz.

No, Ferraz, lock it down.

Lock it down now.

Lock it down! Back to your cells!

Back to your cells!