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Raymond.

Got hard Intel

Avery Walker's holed up in South Ossetia.

(whispers): Gotcha, Walker.

- Abort! Abort! - Isler!

NSA picked up some chatter about a ransom.

- How much was I worth? - $2 million.

We got Isler.

Walker knows you're here. He's gonna keep coming.

Sounds like Pride, Isler and Lasalle are still alive.

If they are, they're being hunted

by Apollyon.

I'll draw their fire.

Your friend Hannah called.

LASALLE: Isler.

He needs medical attention.

Where's Pride?

There will be no ransom for you.

(gunshot)

- Walker. - Dwayne.

(intro to "Angel Baby" by Rosie and the Originals playing)

(takes deep breath)

♪ It's just like heaven

♪ Being here with you

♪ You're like an angel

WOMAN: Dwayne.

I don't mean to be impolite, but...

you've looked better.

- What? - Shh.

It's okay.

Don't speak.

They really did a number on you, huh?

It's all right.

I am going to fix you up.

♪ When you are near me

Am I dead?

Oh, no, Dwayne.

It's much worse than that.

Here. Drink this.

♪ Because I love you

Strong cup of tea is good for the soul.

And you're going to need all your strength

for what's about to happen.

♪ My angel baby

What's gonna happen?

You're gonna tell me everything you know about Apollyon.

(grunts) - Sorry I have

to get physical with you,

Dwayne, but we got a lot of work to do,

and we don't have a lot of time.

Now... I know you're probably scared.

And I'll be honest,

you have a right to be.

Because, Dwayne,

this is gonna hurt.

A lot.

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♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang

♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom

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♪ You gotta come on.

You okay, Christopher?

Looks worse than it is.

Any word on King?

HQ sent a REACT team into South Ossetia.

Found a lot of bodies, none of them Dwayne.

Well, that means there's hope he's still alive.

Or it means that he'll come home like Isler,

if he comes home at all. - Well, Avery Walker

went through a lot of trouble to lure Pride.

If all he wanted to do was to kill him,

he could have just sent a hit team here.

- Walker wants Pride alive. - Yeah,

we need to figure out why.

Locate them, and fast. All right, first things first.

I'll escort Isler to autopsy. He shouldn't be alone.

(sighs)

(Pride panting)

What are you giving me?

A series of psychoactives.

Atropine, DMT...

an experimental synthesis of lysergide I've been working on.

LSD.

The object is to lower your inhibitions,

get access to what's in that brain of yours.

We start with the cleaver, then we move to the scalpel.

Which is so much more elegant. Don't you think?

What do you want from me?

Very simple.

We pulled this off of a man that you sent to kill me.

I didn't send him.

And it was completely destroyed

in the firefight, but...

your man survived just long enough to confess to me

that every single bit

of Apollyon Intel that Amelia Parsons collected

is on this laptop, and... that there's another one

in your possession. - I don't have...

(sighs) Now, Dwayne...

I don't expect you

to give this up voluntarily,

but you are going to tell me

where this laptop is, what it contains,

and every single person that ever laid eyes on it.

- (gasps) - (whispers): It's okay.

It's okay.

Dwayne, you tell me what I want to know,

and you are more than welcome to die.

We know Pride's no longer in South Ossetia,

and neither is Avery Walker, so where are they now?

Short answer: we have no clue.

PATTON: I was able to piggyback

on Apollyon's comm system

for a hot minute, but I got kicked off.

Yeah, we've been trying to reestablish the connection

so we can monitor their chatter for the last two days,

but they've gone dark. - Okay.

Keep working. What else we got?

Well, Apollyon planted a double agent in intelligence

or law enforcement community.

Whoever it is was able to tip Walker off about Isler's raid.

Yeah. If we find the double agent though, we might be able

to leverage them into leading us to Walker.

We just got to do it quietly.

Quietly is the problem. After everything

that's happened, we're under a microscope now.

I'd say more like a floodlight.

Special Agent Parker? What is Homeland doing here?

We've got a real crap storm on our hands.

D.C. sent me in to clean it up.

Well, Pride's our family.

We will get him back.

But you're failing.

Aside from almost causing

an international incident

halfway across the globe,

getting Raymond Isler killed,

losing your boss...

- Should I continue? HANNAH: No.

We could use the help.

Actually, you'll help me.

I'm running a joint investigation

into the matter.

NCIS is under my purview now.

You're going to brief me on every detail you have

on Apollyon and Avery Walker,

and I expect full cooperation.

First thing we need

is to see Raymond Isler's body.

This is ridiculous. If too many cooks spoil the broth,

what do you think it does to an autopsy?

I hear you, but on the other hand, we don't have a choice.

- This is Parker's show now. - This is my morgue.

Don't leave that there, please.

You haven't performed the autopsy.

I'm waiting for the circus to leave town.

You can stand down. FBI medical examiner

will come in from D.C. tomorrow, handle it personally.

Can you explain to me how that will help us get Dwayne back?

(quietly): Just got to stick to the plan.

Hey.

No, don't get up.

I just want to, uh, show you the results of your hard work.

Raymond Isler is dead.

So you need to stop fighting.

You need to cooperate.

Nobody else needs to die.

All right, my friend?

We'll start again soon.

Can't help but feel responsible for all this.

Raymond.

His deal does sound pretty good to me.

But what do I know?

I'm dead.

Hold that.

(gasps, groans)

What just happened?

I just pumped you full of adrenaline.

I'm alive?

(laughs): Thank God.

Careful. His wound's still fresh. (stammers) Sorry.

Did the plan work?

SEBASTIAN: Isler, you're okay.

I've had better days.

We're just glad you're not in a coma, Y'd or tied.

Well, next time you have a brilliant plan, you should be the one who dies.

HANNAH: I'm pretty sure that

we have convinced official Washington that you're gone.

Pretty sure?

The plan was to draw out the double agent,

hope that he reached out to Walker to inform him

of your... demise.

GREGORIO: Well, that's exactly what happened.

Patton intercepted a remote message

sent from near the morgue.

- Photo of you on the table. - So someone

in the autopsy room yesterday is definitely the mole

or working with the mole. - Yeah, the message came

from a secure phone-- Patton's trying to trace the signal,

but it keeps bouncing around.

What is Walker's endgame here?

The Apollyon Intel from Amelia Parsons' tattoo.

- Pride has the last copy. - Where?

Well, I was hoping that you might know.

(door opens)

Hey, what are you doing here at 5:00 a.m.?

I co-own the bar. I was gonna start the gumbo.

What's your excuse?

It's Dwayne.

What happened?

Jimmy, it's a long story. I can't get into the details,

but Dwayne's missing.

- He could be in trouble. - Well, he's my brother.

If he's in trouble, I want to help.

Isler.

Who are you?

Raymond Isler. Friend of your brother's.

Okay, we need to get back to work. Track that signal.

Keep looking for the double agent,

and keep DHS occupied. - On it.

Jimmy, there is a way that you might be able to help.

We need you to hide him.

No one can know that he's alive.

There's something else.

Would you have any idea where Dwayne

might have hid something important?

JONES: Dwayne,

are you with me?

First I'm gonna ask you some simple baseline questions.

Easy ones.

"What is your name?"

Dwayne Pride.

Very good.

"Place of birth?"

New Orleans, Louisiana.

There you go. See?

Easy.

"Mother's maiden name?"

Cantrell.

"What's your purpose in life?"

My purpose?

(sighs) Your greatest failure?

- I... - Your hopes, your dreams.

Your secret crush.

Y-You're going too f-fast.

What's the worst lie you've ever told?

The hardest truth?

- Please. - Dwayne.

Pay attention.

Have you ever faced death?

Were you tempted?

I should probably explain to you that you'll be seeing things.

Don't fight it.

Name of your high school.

God!

Hey, man, y'all can't sneak up on us like that.

No sneaking, we just walked in.

Yeah, you and every other federal agent in here.

When this is done, we got to invest in some locks.

Provided we still have jobs.

Any luck tracing where the photo of Isler went?

Plenty. Just not the right kind.

Yeah. Patton was able to piggyback onto the signal,

but every time we get close to the origin point,

we lose contact. - Some kind of firewall?

It's not like a security measure,

it's more like the origin point disappears.

Yeah, then it reappears somewhere else and we have

to start all over again. We have no idea how the signal

keeps bouncing around.

So in other words, you need more time.

More time for what?

Don't all answer at once.

Uh, we're gathering Intel on Apollyon.

I can smell B.S. when it's being shoveled.

I know what's going on.

You do?

You're feeling territorial, but there's no time for that now.

You have a mess on your hands.

Are you gonna help me clean it up or not?

Well, let me tell you what I'm gonna do.

You're gonna listen to everything Special Agent Parker

has to say and cooperate fully.

Come on, move it. Now.

Gregorio, with me.

Were you serious in there?

We need to sell this better

if we want to get Parker off our backs.

Okay? I need you to cover for me.

I'm gonna head out.

Where to, Special Agent Khoury?

You're everywhere.

I was just gonna pick up

some lunch for you guys; it's the least we can do.

You want to know why D.C. sent me to run this operation?

A few years back, I was investigating Avery Walker.

No one knew Apollyon existed.

I had him in my sights.

Before we could make a move, my entire team was taken out.

There was a mole feeding Walker information.

Someone from law enforcement; never found out who.

So if there's anything you're not telling me...

now's the time.

You know what we know.

Okay. Good.

Whatever you're getting for lunch,

I hope there's a protein bowl.

I'm on a strict keto diet.

He's ready.

Anybody there?

Hello?

Anyone here?

HANNAH: We're out of options.

Pride's been taken. There is no good way to get him out alive.

Yeah, but this plan is crazy.

Gotta roll the dice.

Seriously. Gotta roll the dice.

Oh. Snake eyes.

We're gonna have to pull a Hail Mary card.

(Patton exhales)

GREGORIO: All right.

I get shot by snipers.

Incinerated by a car bomb.

Throat slashed. Ear to ear.

Captured, tortured, beaten to death.

Still, it's our best chance. Let's go.

- All right. PRIDE: No, no, no.

No. No, wait. Wait.

Wait. Wait. Wait!

You know it's a trap, right?

That's why I'm going after them.

A trap for you.

I get it.

This is-- this is all in my mind.

Yeah. And it's a dangerous place to wander alone.

I'm just supposed to trust you?

Trust your instincts, Dwayne.

(boy laughing)

You find anything over there?

Yeah. Loose floorboard with a few thousand dollars in cash

and what I think might be a gold doubloon. You?

Yeah. Found a strongbox with some birth certificates,

deed to the bar...

No secret agent stuff.

It's gotta be around here someplace, right?

Unless he hid it at the office,

in the squad room, cabin in the woods...

(piano key makes no sound)

Or... right here in the piano. You think he hid

a top secret computer in his piano?

JIMMY: Oh, yeah. Got something.

ISLER: "In the event of my death."

(knocking on door)

- Who is it? HANNAH: It's me.

Hey. Anything?

Personal papers, hidden cash.

And death letters.

Made out to his loved ones.

And to the team. You want to see?

No, I'm good. That's bad karma.

Well, I'm gonna read mine.

Hey, Jimmy, we're running out of time here.

Okay, Parker still thinks I'm holding out on her.

We are no closer to tracking Pride or the double agent.

(Jimmy laughing)

My big brother just gave us a map to the treasure.

Do you have any idea what he means?

Well, uh, he makes a big deal

about how I should visit our father's grave

every week just like he does.

Yeah. Still don't get it.

Dwayne's been to visit Cassius' grave once.

The day they placed him there.

Now, why do you think he wants me to go?

You stay down, all right?

And out of sight.

Wow.

That is a lot of grave for one man.

Well, it's a family crypt.

Generations of Prides here.

There's even a place for you, Jimmy.

Nah, can't be, I'm not a Pride.

Looks like there's a screw loose.

Aha!

Bingo.

Pride never ceases to amaze me.

I was wondering why lunch was taking such a long time.

You put a tail on me?

No. You would have made it.

I had NSA track your car's GPS.

Oh, that is completely out of line.

So is running a shadow investigation into Apollyon...

with whoever this person is.

Jimmy Boyd. How you doing?

I'll take that.

I was gonna take it back.

No, you weren't.

I trusted you were above board.

I learned my lesson.

You're off the case, Khoury,

and probably looking at suspension.

(car doors closing)

What are we gonna do now?

You're gonna head back to the apartment with Isler.

I'm gonna head to NCIS and see if I can plead my case.

Uh, that's gonna be a problem.

Your car is gone.

So is Isler.

(phone ringing)

- Hello? ISLER (over phone): It's me.

HANNAH: Where did you go?

ISLER: I just saw Parker and her people take the laptop.

I'm following them.

Okay, well, get back here immediately.

They're not heading to NCIS. They're getting on the highway.

I need to see where they're going.

Yeah, I did something similar recently

and got suspended.

Yeah, well, I'm dead.

What more can they do to me?

How's our patient?

Resistant.

I'm adjusting the meds.

It's rough, huh?

Not being able to tell reality from fantasy?

I get it.

It's especially hard for a fighter.

JIMMY: Careful now, big brother.

He's baiting you.

What do you want from me?

WALKER (chuckles): Come on, Dwayne.

There's too much respect between us to lie, don't you think?

I don't respect you.

I respect you, 'cause you

have the courage of your convictions.

You choose to run into the burning building

when other people flee.

Man, this guy, he really knows how to lay it on.

Listen, you and I,

we sacrifice everything for our work.

And it, it costs.

You might find yourself the target of a manhunt,

or strapped to a chair with no hope of survival.

But never forget what's most important.

Family, Dwayne.

Can't argue that.

Ain't nothing more important than family.

What are you gonna do to save yours?

SEBASTIAN: What are we looking at here?

Some kind of government facility.

Yeah. I've been here before.

It's a satellite relay station for secure

government communications.

Gotta be a supervisor with top security clearance

to even enter.

Why bring the laptop here?

Maybe she's uploading to D.C.

Or using our comms to send Intel to Walker.

There's no way of knowing since she's

in there and we're out here.

There's one way of knowing.

Hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hannah said we're supposed to observe and report.

Nah, can't observe from this side of the fence.

I get that, but the problem is that...

Sebastian.

Let's skip to the part

where you agree we're going in.

All right.

Oh, oh. You got no clearance to get inside.

I've got bolt cutters and pliers that say otherwise.

Gregorio. Isler, you're pretending

to be dead to smoke out this mole.

Don't judge me on a little B and E.

It's just easier this way.

(piano music playing)

(door opening)

(laughing)

Hey. Hey!

You're still here.

LAUREL: Dad.

Laurel. Oh.

It's so good to see you.

We don't have time for a reunion.

- I'm in trouble. - What do you need?

- Come on. Quickly. - Okay.

Come on.

Apollyon Intel?

The only thing that can save me is in that pile.

Let's find it together, Daddy.

Okay, baby.

That's the one.

Why do you need this one?

Just read it to me. Can you?

No.

No, I c... I can't.

Daddy, please.

I'm sorry.

Help me!

Did I do that?

Laurel?

Laurel?

What's going on?

You want him to recall something specific

from his subconscious. It's a process.

Requires patience. (sighs)

(phone vibrating)

Huh.

Might not require patience after all.

That went well.

(continues indistinctly)

(beeps, door unlocks) GREGORIO: Damn.

- Key card entry. - Yeah, I didn't see that coming.

Can you hack it?

SEBASTIAN: Course I can.

Here goes felony number two.

Is every NCIS agent

completely insubordinate,

or is it just the New Orleans office?

What are you doing with the Apollyon files?

This is my investigation.

We're in the middle of a secure government facility.

Who do you think I'm sending it to?

Avery Walker.

- She's reaching for something. - Relax.

It's my phone.

I'm calling security to have you removed.

GREGORIO: We should all go to security,

sort this thing out.

Nothing to sort out. I've got clearance to be here. You don't.

Oh, whoa, okay. Are we doing this?

GREGORIO: Yeah.

Cover me. I'm gonna detain Special Agent Parker.

I'm done, anyway.

Sebastian, stop whatever she did!

(grunting)

Don't even think about it. (Sebastian groans)

What the hell did you do?

It was uploading, and I couldn't stop it,

so I, uh... I shot it.

(door opens)

Hands in the air! All of you.

- Hope it works. - Yeah. Me, too.

This is a first for me.

Got two federal agents

brawling like it's the main event

and a third discharging

his weapon into my computer servers.

I need one of you to explain.

I can do that.

He's a snake. Well, here's the deal...

One of you.

NCIS has reason to believe

that Agent Parker is a traitor

working for Apollyon.

SECURITY CHIEF: I have no idea what Apollyon is.

SEBASTIAN: Oh, right.

It's this, uh, super secret...

And I don't care. Special Agent Parker

is the only one with permission to be in my facility.

Then if you will...

Sorry I'm late.

Rita Devereaux, DOJ, National Security Division.

PARKER: Parker, Homeland Security.

Those are your two suspects.

Actually, I'm here for you. You're being detained

by the FBI under suspicion of treason.

- Based on? - The unregistered cell phone

found in your personal effects with messages to an individual

we believe to be Avery Walker.

That is not...

And payments you've been receiving

to an offshore account under your dead mother's name.

Best we could figure, you were turned

three years ago.

Betrayed your own team and got them all killed.

If you'll let me explain...

You can explain to the FBI.

They're dying to hear what you have to say.

GREGORIO: Catch you later.

Will you uncuff them, please? They're coming with me.

SECURITY CHIEF: There's still the matter of the servers

this one sabotaged.

I'll be taking those, too.

Do you have a warrant?

Warrant is right here.

Now, if you'll excuse us.

Thank you.

SEBASTIAN: Look, don't get us wrong.

We're pumped to see you,

but how'd you even know that we were here?

I was already on my way down from D.C.

after I'd heard about what happened to Dwayne.

But then I got a call from Raymond Isler,

which was disconcerting

considering he's dead.

- We can explain. - Yes.

Explain later. We need to get those servers

back to NCIS.

May be our best lead on getting Dwayne home.

You sure you're ready, Sebastian?

SEBASTIAN: Oh, are you kidding me?

My first autopsy, and it's on somebody I know?

WADE: It was inevitable

that Dwayne would end up on my table.

Of course, he suffered needlessly to get here.

Yeah, well, least we'll get to see what makes him tick.

Well, what are you waiting for? Open the man up.

All right.

No, wait, wait.

I'm-I'm not dead.

Well, that's what makes this so much harder.

Just stop being so stubborn,

Dwayne, and give Walker what he wants.

- I can't. - Then we've really got no choice.

(saw whirring)

Put down the saw.

Saw? What the hell is going on with him?

I can't control his mind. I can only nudge him.

My operative on the ground just failed,

so he is the only option we've got.

Nudge harder!

Get him back on the damn file.

How long before we land?

30 minutes, sir.

I just spoke to the FBI.

Parker threw herself on their mercy,

admitted everything, but has no idea

where Walker or Dwayne might be. - (scoffs)

- She's probably lying. - It doesn't matter.

We don't have time to interrogate her properly.

LASALLE: Not gonna need to.

Patton was able to get a new bead

on Walker's communication signal.

Despite the fact that Sebastian murdered the servers

in cold blood.

I was improvising. I don't know...

Okay. What did you learn, Patton?

I figured out why the signals keep bouncing around.

They're literally moving. 500 miles an hour.

Walker's on a plane.

Yeah, one that's been traveling west

from Eastern Europe for hours.

PATTON: And he just landed

in the good old U.S. of A.

Yeah, Brownsville, Texas,

to be precise.

Estate on the Gulf near the Mexican border.

Used to be owned by the cartel kingpin.

It's been dormant for years.

But why would Walker head back

to the United States if he's a wanted man?

More importantly, is Dwayne with him?

There's only one way to find out. Let's roll.

What is that place, Patton?

Walker's own personal Alamo.

Where am I?

Doesn't matter.

Room's different, circumstances are still the same.

(whimpers) - Let's cut right to the heart of the matter.

Now, you know what I want.

My personnel file.

(grunts)

Now, no more denials.

No distractions.

- You understand me? - I don't...

I know that you have read

every single word in that file.

And there is something that I need from it.

(grunts)

(panting)

♪ Like smooth wine

♪ It's like heaven

♪ In the room with you

♪ And we're awake in...

(exhales) I know what you're thinking.

Everything seems just right.

Like I'm home.

This could be forever if you want.

What do you mean?

I mean forget about the world.

Let it slip away. Be here with me.

I want that.

- I got you something. - What...?

(chuckles) - (scoffs)

(laughs)

♪ Give you a kiss or two...

Go ahead.

(chuckles)

I can't.

Well, of course you can.

For me. For us.

Oh, this self-righteous crap

only goes so far, Dwayne.

You claim you want to help the ones you love.

Rita, please.

But you've sacrificed your marriage, your daughter,

any substantial relationship you've ever had.

- And for what? - This-this isn't real.

- This... - That file is real, and what's inside

is your only hope to save us.

But you don't care.

No, that's not true.

Do the honorable thing for once in your life.

Open the damn file and tell me what's inside.

Otherwise, we all are dead.

Just checked the perimeter.

There's eight guys to my count. Probably more inside.

- Well, any sign of Pride or Walker? - No.

They could be inside, too.

We go in.

FBI and HRT are ready. So are the Rangers.

SEBASTIAN: A firefight could get Pride killed.

HANNAH: I'm not seeing much of a choice.

We've come this far to get King.

No turning back now.

This is Khoury. We're a go.

What's happening out there?

It's the Feds.

AGENT: Federal agents!

Everyone drop your weapons

and get on the ground!

JONES: We should go.

We need to finish the mission.

- We don't have any time. - He's right there

in that house with the information that I need.

(grunts)

Pride, listen to me. Look, look, I need you to focus.

Okay? I need you to tell me

where you are right now.

OFFICER: This is the Coast Guard.

Put your weapons down and surrender.

Tell me! Come on!

I can't open that file.

I don't care about the file.

Tell me about the house.

Tell me about the house.

(woman singing in French)

(continues singing)

Mama?

You look good.

Not sick.

Young.

Don't be troubled, Dwayne.

It's a beautiful day.

Look how happy he is.

Is that me?

Have we been here?

Oh, no, we've never been here.

And I don't know the boy.

But I like him quite a bit.

It all seems so familiar.

(sighs)

You have all the answers.

You just have to look.

No. I can't.

I can't. (sighs)

I can't do this anymore.

I don't even know what I'm fighting for.

This is not the Dwayne Pride that I raised.

You stood your ground when your father disappeared.

And when your mother lost a part of her reality.

Don't you give up now.

This isn't about me.

It's about Walker.

721...

Walnut Lane.

That's my son.

I am so proud of you.

I just gave Walker everything he wants.

You never had a choice about that.

But you do have a choice about what happens next.

Fight.

Dwayne, you fight.

(singing in French)

You stay here with him. I'll check it out.

What am I supposed to do with this?

I got what I need from him.

Clean up.

(sighs)

(groans softly)

(grunting)

(groans)

(indistinct shouting)

RITA: You've sacrificed your marriage, your daughter.

Help me!

RITA: Any substantial relationship you've ever had.

And for what? (grunts)

We all are dead.

(grunting) (yelling)

JIMMY: Can't argue that.Ain't nothing more important than family.

What are you gonna do to save yours?

Walker!

Dwayne... don't shoot.

LASALLE: King!

It's me.

Lower your weapon!

King!

Hey. Hey. King, it's me.

It's all right.

(siren wailing)

(coughing)

We have seven Apollyon operatives in custody.

We still don't know where Walker went. GREGORIO: My guess is

he's over the border. He's gonna be impossible to find.

Good news-- you're gonna be okay, King.

Soon as we pump these drugs out of your system.

Not impossible.

- Yeah, right, just a couple days rest. - No. I mean,

it's not impossible...

to find Walker.

I know where he's going.

(panting)

721 Walnut Lane.

(panting)

Why am I not surprised that you survived?

Or that you tracked me here?

Drugs did a number on me.

No idea what was real, or what was fake,

but this place stood out.

I figured that the kid in this photo was you.

But the family who lives here

has no connection to you.

Except for one thing.

The boy is your son.

They adopted him.

You know, having children in this line of work is dangerous.

His mother--

she didn't survive childbirth, so...

I had to put him somewhere safe.

Somewhere even you didn't know about.

Somewhere where he could just live a normal life.

But Amelia Parsons-- she figured it out.

She used that picture as leverage on me.

And after her, you knew

that we had it.

I knew it was only a matter of time

before someone came for my boy.

It's like I told you.

Family's everything.

What was the plan?

Take him?

- Disappear? - That's still my plan.

Not gonna let it happen.

Pride, look at you.

You can barely walk,

and you know that I would kill you

before you ever pulled your weapon.

I won't have to.

(scoffs)

You got two choices, Walker.

You can surrender, or you can...

(gunshot)

(coughing)

Or you can die here.

(groans)

Your son will be safe.

No one will ever harm him.

That much I can promise.

♪ I got that fever

♪ All deep inside of my chest

PRIDE: Yeah, except he got shot.

♪ And all that sweet, sweet lovin'... ♪

There we go. Come on, Jimmy! Oh!

So, how does it feel to rise from the dead?

SEBASTIAN: Well, which one of them are you talking about?

I guess both of 'em.

ISLER: Well, I-I, for one,

enjoyed being dead.

Fewer responsibilities.

Let's agree to disagree on that one.

I am glad to be back.

Apollyon's finished. So is Walker.

ALL: Hear, hear.

Now, please tell us you're gonna take some time off.

A proper vacation. Yeah, I'm going to New York.

I'm gonna spend some quality time with Laurel.

Then maybe go see my mama.

Been too long.

♪ ♪

Not much more I want to do than that right now.

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh...

RITA: Hey, Dwayne Pride.

Get out here. (all cheering)

GREGORIO: Yeah!

Oh, no, no, no.

Yeah!

I'm too woozy. I'm too woozy still.

(whooping, cheering)

♪ Dougie's gonna be there...

I don't think she's gonna take "no" for an answer, big brother.

I can see that, Jimmy. ♪ Even the soldiers

♪ Need a break sometimes (cheering)

♪ Listen to the groove, y'all

All right, all right, all right.

♪ Let it unwind your mind

♪ No intoxication

♪ Unless you see what I see Whoa, whoa.

♪ ♪

♪ Dancin' hot 'n' sweaty right in front of me ♪

(cheering)

♪ Oh, call it what you like

♪ I'm gonna call it how it be

♪ It's just another one of God's gifts ♪

♪ Musicology!

♪ You got to keep the party movin' ♪

♪ Like I told you

♪ Kick the old-school joints

♪ For the true funk soldiers

♪ Musicology...

♪ ♪

♪ Wish I had a dollar...

- Get up here. Come on, everybody. - Yeah!

♪ Don't you miss the feeling

♪ Music gave ya back in the day? ♪

♪ Keep the party movin'

♪ Just like I told you ♪ That's what I'm talking about ♪

♪ Musicology

♪ For the true funk soldiers

♪ Let go, all right

♪ Come on, y'all.

== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man