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No, dude, I got beer.

Hey, dude, don't
tempt my cousin with that shit.

How could he be
tempted if he's never tried it?

Thanks anyway.

Well, then don't thank me.

Relax, Néstor,
we're all family here.

Easy, bro, I'm just saying.

What the fuck
are you saying, Néstor?

Nothing, all good.

That's right.
Watch the fight instead.

Downtown.

¿Inglés?

Yeah. We're in America.

America.

You're in downtown D.C.

¿La capital?

Yeah.

Yeah. You got it.

Fuck!

English.

Where me?

Baltimore.

Baltimore?

Yeah, Maryland.

Wire. Baltimore?

Yeah, like The Wire.

Yeah. No.

¿Dónde estoy?

Wait, wait. What?

Where I am?

You "am" in Philly.

Philly?

Like, "Adrian"?

Yeah.

That's my cue to go.
This dude is trippin'.

Hey!

Hey!

Wake up!

Where are José and the others?

And where the hell
is my furniture?

What the fuck
are you talking about?

What?

I'm sorry, ma'am.

What the fuck?

Let me wake Armando up.

Armando!

Wake up, bitch!

Fuck off!

Easy, dude.
Here is José's mother.

Everyone else is gone,
and some of her furniture too.

What time is it?

It's already 11:00.

I've been trying to wake you up
for more than two hours.

You guys are useless!

Boss?

Yeah?

I have something
to show you, sir.

Look at this.

Am I actually seeing
what I think I'm seeing.

You checked your faces
with the sheet, correct?

I did, boss. It was dark.

But I matched the male
to a face on a mission sheet.

So what you're saying,

you think you could make
a mistake?

Bring up that mission sheet
over here.

Ah.

Okay. All right.
Now, let's just grab each phone.

Let's just review their photos
so we can match them

against the faces
before we proceed.

You have the phones
of the guys you grabbed.

Yeah.

Okay. All right.

I can confirm that I hold
in my hand number one's phone.

We can confirm the same
for number three.

Plenty of selfies verifying
we grabbed number three.

Well, I can also confirm
number six

is definitely the person
that we took.

Take a look, man.

I think I fucked up.

You think so?

That is one
giant fuck-up, Shawn.

Give me the damn phone.

We need to address this
immediately.

Now, where in the hell is he?

Holy shit.

What the...

Current GPS says he's very close
to where we dropped him off.

¿Dónde estoy?

An alley.

Where?

Downtown.

Downtown where?

Downtown D.C.

I'm fucking livid, Shawn.

Terminate that seed now.

-Consider it done, sir.
-Get the fuck out of my sight.

Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.

I know this may be
hard to believe,

but last night, I was home
in Matamoros, Mexico

and now I'm here.

And I have no idea
how I got here.

Right.

Well, neither do I.

Can I ask...

your name?

Melina.

Why is your English so good?

I went to school in Texas.

I'm Diego, by the way.

Hi.

Is it okay if I ask you
a few more questions?

As long as you could
walk with me.

But if you try anything,

I'll pepper spray
the shit out of you.

Oh, yeah.

Do you know
where José and Diego are?

No.
I thought they were with you.

Maybe Diego had school.

It's just something
is not right.

I'm missing furniture.

And four of the six boys

that stayed here last night
are gone.

The other two seem like
they're on drugs.

Should I be worried?

As crazy as this story is,

it gets even crazier because
I woke up in an alley

with just my license.

And please do not freak out,
because I've never used one,

but a loaded gun.

A what?

A gun.

-Where is it?
-In my pants.

Can I borrow your cell
to call my family?

I promise I will pay you back
eventually.

I don't take pesos.

My cell doesn't work
internationally. Sorry.

No reason for you to be sorry.

Look, I gotta get back to work,
but meet me back here at 8:00.

Give me the gun.

What?

Give me the gun.
I can store it in my cart.

That way, you don't gotta walk
around with it.

If you're part of the craziness,
will you just kill me now?

That's not funny.

I gotta get back to work.

The gun.

I'll be back here at 8:00
unless something happens to me.

Don't say that.

I'll see you later.

Hey, why are you doing this
for me?

Because I hope someone
would do it for me.

-Make sense?
-Yeah.

Hey...

thank you.

♪ It's time ♪

♪ It's the perfect
Summer night ♪

♪ Those three words ♪

♪ Are spelled out ♪

♪ In your eyes ♪

♪ But before I'll go on ♪

♪ Say something wrong ♪

♪ I'll just stop ♪

♪ And bite my tongue ♪

Money!

-Now!
-Hey, hey, hey.

Chill, chill, chill.

Okay! Okay!
I'm gonna open the register.

Got your bitch ass!

No, no, no, no, no, no.
Mr. Thomas. Mr. Thomas.

Mr. Thomas.

911. What's your emergency?

Yeah. I'm at Thomas and Forrest,
the store on 5th and Awe.

The owner's been shot.
You gotta send somebody now.

The cops are on their way.

Give me 30.

I caught him jonesing
the other day.

See that Joan that just left?

This nigga's crazy.
Try and get a crackhead.

What you need?

What you need?

Pockets or boom?

Oh, my nigga,

you don't even know
whose stash you're stealing.

Shit don't end well
for you, homes.

Cinco...

cuatro...

All right. All right.
Chill, Scarface.

It's your funeral.

Now go.

Go, fuckers!

Whatever, fool.

We continue to bring you
this unfolding story

of an illegal immigrant
from Mexico

who murdered a shop owner
in downtown D.C.

and then was himself killed
by a quick-thinking cashier.

Let's go to Gabby Thompson
who's at the scene

with the cashier
who killed this illegal.

Thanks, Stacy.
I'm with Brian Williams,

the cashier
who confronted the criminal.

Brian, what happened
here tonight?

I was working the register.

This Mexi gangbanger-looking
dude come in,

point a gun right at me,
started demanding money.

So I hit our internal alarm.

Then what happened?

Mr. Thomas, he the store owner.

He come from around back
with a shotgun, but he froze up.

So, the Mexi-dude-looking-cool-
as-Luke shot him.

My brain went into autopilot,
so I shot him.

Had you ever seen him before?

Never. And I ain't never gonna
see him again neither.

Did you know he was
illegally in this country?

You mean, am I surprised?

This a real issue. You hear me?

Like, how did he get over here?

How did he get a gun?

Shit like that
piss a lot of people off.

Pissed me off too.

Mr. Thomas, he was loved
in this community,

and he gone for what?

'Cause y'all keep letting
criminals like that over here.

Hey, yo.
Rest in peace, Mr. Thomas.

I ain't let him get away, OG.

Our listeners hear you.

I hope they do.

Good evening, sir.

Yes, sir.

Very, very pleased myself.

Could not be prouder
of the team.

Hello.

Uh, is there anybody inside?

A couple went in
a few hours ago.

A single guy went in too.

Thanks.

Let's grab our supplies.

You still thinking
about nursing school?

Yup. My application's in.

-You?
-Hmm.

I think I wanna go
into substance abuse.

It's impacted my family,

and this experience
has really personalized it.

Excuse me, sir.

Sir, can we help you?

Can we offer you some water?

I don't know.
They seem unresponsive.

Excuse me, sir?

We're here to provide you
some food

and maybe some help
if you need it.

I don't speak Spanish. Do you?

No, I don't.

I think he's asking for help.

Maybe we should call the police.

That's a good idea.

Philadelphia Police Department.

Hi. Is this the police?

Yes...

Hello?

Ma'am, did I hear gunshots?

Ma'am, are you okay?

Ma'am, can you hear me?
Are you there?

Ma'am, can you give me
your location?

Ma'am?

Ma'am, I need your location
so I can send help.

Hello? Ma'am, are you there?

Hello? Is anyone there?

Where is he?

-Where is who?!
-Don't be a wise ass.

Your wetback friend!
I don't know his fucking name.

He's not even supposed
to be here!

My GPS says he's right here.

Your GPS, what?

Quit playing games, Chico.

Where the fuck is he?

You're scaring me.
I don't know shit about a GPS.

Where is the gun?

The GPS is in the gun.

Okay. The gun is in the...
it's in the bottom tray.

I was... I found it in the alley.

I was gonna turn it
into the police

-after my shift was over.
-No.

No. I don't trust you.
I'll get it.

Nice try, buddy.

Now drop the pipe

and get on the fucking ground.

Hey, asshole.

Oh, my God. What did you do?

Me? You mean we?

-Fuck.
-Jesus, you weren't kidding

when you said
you had pepper spray.

You okay?

Is he dead?

He's alive.

Check his pockets.

Looks like military.

Maybe ex-military.

Take a picture of his license
on your phone.

Okay.

I need to get you out of here.

Um, let's go
to my grandma's house.

I can ask if she'll lend you
money to get back to Mexico.

How does he know who I am?

I don't think he does.

This is crazy.

Someone gets me mixed up
with some crazy shit,

and now both of our lives
are in danger.

No. Leave it.

I don't want you involved.
If something goes...

-I'm already involved.
-Yeah, but...

Diego, just...

Come on, let's wrap this up.

Got four.

Delgado.

Detective Delgado?

-English?
-Yup.

Detective Blattner,
D.C. Police Department.

There's been a murder here
in D.C.

It seems like the perp
was one of your best.

José Saramaga?

Thanks
for the compliment, Blattner.

Saramaga leads
some nasty gangs of killers

and dealers here in Matamoros
called Choo-choo.

That's slang for?

Nothing, really.

But on the streets,
they say Choo-choo means...

misfits.

So, here's what we know.

Saramaga enters a corner store
in downtown D.C.

MPD have never heard of him
or his gang Choo-choo.

ICE has no record of him
coming legally

or illegally to the States.

So he's a criminal ghost.

Now he kills the owner,
then shot by the cashier.

Did I miss anything?

Yeah.

Why?

Exactly.

Stop! Unlock door!

-Please don't hurt us.
-Shut the fuck up and drive.

Matamoros, Mexico.

You can't be serious.

That's thousands of miles away.

My baby can't make
that kind of trip.

Anyone hear from Shawn?

He's been gone for hours.

-No, sir.
-No, sir. Nothing.

Yeah, well, track his phone.
I'm gonna need him now.

Just need a second.

Give me the phone.

I need it for the map.

Drive now. South!

It says D.C. Hospital.

Hospital? What hospital?

Greater Adventist.

Here's the number.

Greater Adventist Hospital.

Oh, yes. Uh, good afternoon.

I'm looking
for a possible patient

name of Mark Reico.

Maybe come in, uh,

it's either last night
or this morning?

One moment.
I'll check our records.

Yes, sir.
He was admitted earlier today

and is being kept
for observation.

-What happened, ma'am?
-HIPAA happened.

Meaning I can't say
another thing.

Oh, yeah. I understand.

Um, can I speak with him?
Is that possible?

I can ring the room
he's in for you.

Thank you, ma'am.

-Hello?
-Is that you, Rocco?

Um, yes, sir.

What in the hell happened?

I was where I needed to be.

Talking to someone
with a good intel.

But then she caught me off guard
and pepper sprayed me...

and he whacked me with a pipe.

Know who?

I could guess.

I agree.

I'll be good to go
in a few hours,

and then I'll erase my mistake.

Well, actually there's no need.

Not right now.

Things are going well.
Everyone's happy. So...

if they ask, I was gonna say
I felt safe with three seeds.

-You sure, sir?
-Yup.

You just heal up and come back

and, uh, you don't worry
about him.

He'll simply vanish.

Not everyone
causes chaos, right?

I hear you.

Fuck.

I need you to come out
with your hands in the air.

Don't come out immediately.
We're coming in.

Okay, team.

We're dealing
with an armed individual

that we believe
is high on drugs,

and he also appears to have shot
two unarmed volunteers.

I want the girls back with us,

but I want him either in cuffs
or immobilized.

All right. A team to the left.
B team to the right.

C team, straight ahead.
I'm on your six.

Let's go.

Split.

We're clear.

Okay. On me. On my six.

Cap.

Hold.

Switch to shore.

-Clear.
-Go.

Cap, I got two downed bodies.

Pulse.

No.

Any signs?

No, sir.

Leave them for now.

Clear. On my six. Let's go.

Check your left.

It's clear.

Moving forward.

Stack, stack, stack.

Hold.

All right.
I got a hallway to the left.

Kitchen to the right.

I'm gonna take left.
You cover right.

-I got you.
-Move.

-Clear.
-Copy.

Oh, shit!

Grossman, you good?

Grossman!

What's going on over there?

It's an ambush, sir.

Grossman got hit in the neck.

I think he's dead.

He's not saying anything.

Where's the shooter?

I think he's over there.

What do you mean you think?

-I'm sure.
-You better be.

Uh, the shot came
from the right side of the room.

On my six. Let's go! Let's go!

On my six. On my six.

Clear.

Go, go, go!

Clear.

We have you surrounded.

Either surrender
in the next ten seconds,

or we will end this our way.

Come get me, fucker.

Take him down.

Ceasefire! Ceasefire! Ceasefire!

Wait until my signal.

-Just lock the padlock.
-Mm-hmm.

Hi, Grandma.

Grandma, this is Diego.

Hello, Diego.

Hi.

You guys hungry?

I can make something for you.

No. It's okay, Grandma.
I can do it.

Okay.

So...

Diego is from Mexico

and needs to get back home.

Oh, is there a family emergency?

Not exactly.

It's a crazy story,

but we think Diego was taken
in his sleep

and dumped in an alley
with a loaded gun.

You mean abducted
and given a loaded gun?

I mean, that sounds...

Sounds better
than the TV show I watch.

This is real, though.

Where did the two of you meet?

In an alley where I was working.

Last thing I remember,

I was at my cousin's house
in Mexico watching TV.

Next thing I know,
I woke up in an alley

totally disoriented.

All this is too much for me
right now.

All I ask from you is that

you respect this home
and my granddaughter.

Absolutely.

I know this is gonna sound
even crazier,

but I'm a medical student
in Mexico.

That's why none of this makes
any sense.

What about your cousin?

-Where is he?
-I don't know.

I can't reach him because
I can't call international

on Melina's phone.

What if he's in the US too?

I wouldn't even know
how to reach him.

He may be the reason I'm here.

Why would you say that?

I was at his place
when this happened.

My cousin is a drug dealer
and gang leader.

My parents overdosed
when I was a child.

I'm so sorry.

Thanks.

It's a world
that no one has control over.

Even though
everyone thinks they do.

Absolutely.
I'm studying the brain,

and impulse control and denial
are all key components of...

drug use.

I hope you solve it.

It's okay.

Let's grab a bite to eat.

Thank you.

How much is a bus ticket?

Let me check.

Is the bus station close by?

Yeah, like 15 minutes away.

-This is crazy.
-Mm-hmm.

Sort of exciting, actually.

Oh, wow. It's 130 bucks.

Can she even afford that?

My grandma's a great saver.

So are you.

Thanks.

Let's practice being grandma.

Shot and killed two volunteers

today in Philadelphia.

In studio to discuss
this horrific crime

and the wider implications
are Phil Livett,

an immigration expert,

and Stephanie Mainer
who headed up ICE's D.C. office

until just a few months ago.

Stephanie,
I'd like to start with you.

What is your takeaway
from this heinous incident?

Disgust.

I'm disgusted
with our poorest borders.

I'm sickened
that these two young women

who volunteered
were gunned down by an animal

who should have never been
in this country.

Somehow, he got a gun.
That blows my mind.

And, Phil, how do you see this?

It is really a sad day
for those people that believe

that immigration plays
a large part

in the greatness of the USA.

It's hard to persuade people
to open borders

when the result
is this devastating.

Stephanie, anything else
you'd like to add?

Let's not forget
about the animal in D.C.

who shot the store owner.

He was an illegal too.
How did he get a gun?

Thank God the store clerk
had access to a gun.

This speaks volumes as to why

our most important amendment
is the second.

I disagree with everything
Stephanie says

because it's so vitriolic.

But what I can't deny
is somehow these

two men entered the USA
and the results are tragic

when you look at the root causes
of why this happened.

Any final comments?

My heart goes out to
the SWAT team member's family.

This is one more American hero

slaughtered by an illegal
who has no right being here.

We interrupt this broadcast

to bring you breaking news.

Time for you
to get on your belly.

Wise ass.

An illegal alien
from Mexico named José Saramaga

killed a shop owner today

-in downtown D.C.
-Hey, that's my cousin.

A quick-acting cashier
then shot the illegal.

-We know little about...
-Oh, my God.

The killer
except he appears to be

a gangbanger
from Matamoros, Mexico,

and is reportedly involved
in drug smuggling and murder.

As we learn more,

we will keep our viewers
apprised.

This is Stephanie Vicks,
KCDC 8 News.

Maybe I should go to the police.

I don't think
that's a good idea.

Your cousin is a dead criminal,

you're here illegally,
and your story is ridiculous.

I hear you.

Melina, get me the honey pot
on top of the kitchen counter.

How much is the bus fare?

Around 130.

Dollars. Well, even though
this story of yours

sounds like bull to me,

the sooner we get you home,
the safer we will all be.

Thank you so much, señora.

I promise, I will pay you back.

I know you will.

Safe travels.

-I should go with him.
-Oh, honey.

Thank you.

I'll see you later.

Detective Delgado,

I am Beatriz, Diego's mother.

And this is my sister Sofía.

Would you like some coffee?

No, thanks.

My deepest condolences, ladies.

Sofía, could you please tell me
everything you know?

Let's start from the beginning.

Last night, José and his friends

and cousin were
in the living room watching TV.

Did anything unusual happen?

An argument? A fight?

No, not at all.

No, just the opposite.

I went through the room
a little after midnight

because I often get up at night,

but the guys were asleep.

Do you remember who was there?

My son José, my nephew Diego,

who is studying
to become a doctor.

They are missing.
Also one of his group.

His group?

A gang or group

or whatever it is called.

Do you know who they were?

One is called Ernesto.

He's a pig,
just by looking at him.

The other one's called Pedro.

No, no. It's Pepe. Yes, Pepe.

And of those you just mentioned,

do you know their last names?

Or maybe where to find them,
where their families are?

No, no.

That's fine, you're doing great.

Can you explain
what happened to the furniture?

I can't, I don't know.

The furniture is gone,

and I can't explain
how it happened.

What furniture did they take?

Two chairs, a few lamps,

a small table.

But they didn't take the TV.

Really?

Did you notice if any doors

had been forced open
or something?

It all seems crazy to me.

You are not the only one.

Diego.

Diego only came
to watch a fight.

And are you sure

that Diego is not involved?

You know that us parents
are the last to know

what our kids are up to.

No, no, my sister is right.

Diego would never get involved
in my son's business.

I told him that this was
going to mess up his life.

And that's what's happening.

The rest of it makes no sense.

Unfortunately...

I have lost this battle.

All of us have lost.

All right.

Excuse me.

I'm freaking out a bit
waiting here.

Yeah, me too.

But the bus departs
in a few minutes.

You're my guardian angel.

That's sweet.

I'm gonna miss you.

And this craziness.

Oy.

What?

My mother gave me this
before she died,

and she said to enjoy it

until I really need it.

And I said she was crazy.

What could I use
a piece of jewelry for

except wear it?

But now I understand.

-Are you thinking...
-I know.

It's crazy.

But what do you think?

It's your decision,
but I love the idea.

Let's see what we can get for it
at the jewelry store we passed?

And I'll call my grandma
and explain.

She's gonna freak out.

She'll understand.

She's a romantic at heart.

Pay.

Baby, stay.

Mouth shut...

or I'll kill the fucking baby.

O-okay.

How much and what pump?

Hm, fill it up.

One drive to Mexico on number...

Lady, why'd you leave
your baby in the car?

We're going to run out
of gas on the highway,

and someone is going
to crash into us.

Do you understand me?

Drive.

Next one.

I can leave my daughter

right by the pump.

Leave daughter?

To save her.

I'm not gonna kill you...

unless you make me.

Eighty, please.

What pump?

Um, three.

-Sorry.
-No, you're fine.

Alrighty. You're all set.

Freeze! Police!

Put your hands up!

Gun!

You made national news

and you have exceeded
expectations.

Well, thank you, sir.

I just want to bring up
one issue

so that, uh,
you're not confused.

We only selected
three seeds for this mission

and then the fourth seed
that we had selected was, uh,

was found to be incorrect
for the soil type.

Well, you seem unsettled
about our fourth.

It's something we should be
concerned about?

No, sir. Just, uh,
simply could not guarantee

-that it would germinate.
-Okay.

Let's make sure
that strain goes extinct.

I don't want us
wasting energy planting duds.

You think that's necessary, sir?

I do.

And so should you.

Understood, sir.

All right.

Uh, anyway, I need you

to come see me later
in the week, all right?

The, uh, election's
almost upon us,

and we need a bit of a push
in the Midwest

while we still have
some growing season left.

Well, I just wanna finish up
what we started here.

It should take no more
than a day or two,

so I would assume Thursday
I can come and see you

in your office, sir,
if that's fine?

And why don't you
stay overnight this time?

There are some people
I'd like to introduce you to

who will, uh,
brighten your future.

I'm intrigued.

Is there a Diego Fuentes
on this bus?

Yes, sir. I'm back here.

Come with me, please.

-My God.
-Let's not panic.

If we get separated,
tell them we're together

and ask where you can wait.

-I will find you.
-I need you to come with me now.

My girlfriend is American.
Can she come?

There's a waiting area.

Both of you, grab your stuff
and follow me.

Is there any...

Sir, all I was asked to do

was to escort you
to our intake office.

Diego Fuentes.

You're Diego Fuentes?

Yes, I am.

And you?

I'm Melina Suarez,

his girlfriend.

I'm a US citizen.

You know you might not be able
to get back in here

-with only a license?
-Really?

I decided to go with him
last minute.

I didn't even think
about grabbing a passport.

It's just not with me.

I went to Guatemala
with my grandma once.

For now, please go wait
in the room next door.

We'll call you if you're needed.

Do you have
any form of identification?

Yes, my license.

Here you go.

Mr. Fuentes,
you were pulled out of the bus

because we do not show you
legally being in the USA.

You're correct.
I know this is gonna sound nuts,

but I was abducted
with some other men.

All I know is I woke up
in an alley in D.C.,

-where I met Melina...
-Stop.

So you admit that you were
in the US illegally?

Yes, but...

Guard, take this this man
to Immigration.

-Wait a minute.
-You'll be able

to explain everything
to the immigration officer.

I'm just the intake person.

Officer is gonna
read you your rights,

you're gonna explain
the story to her. Thank you.

-But Melina?
-Come this way, sir.

Don't worry about her.
She's gonna be here.

She's a US citizen. Thank you.

Martinez, please come over.

Yes, sir.

Please have them
pull CCTV for Río Nazas

and Segunda from two days ago.

What are we looking for exactly?

Anything that stands out.

Focus on vehicles
from midnight till 5:00 a.m.

-Yes, sir.
-Thank you.

Diego, I must say

the story you told us
is so ridiculous

that I felt it had to be true.

And it is.

I was able to confirm it
with a Matamoros detective

named Delgado.

Who?

I can see you're not even aware
of what is really going on.

I called your mom
as you suggested.

She confirmed what you said
and told me to call

a detective in Matamoros
who's investigating

the disappearance
of four people.

Can I get out of here now?

Yes. We have arranged
for a Mexican border officer

to drive you and your girlfriend
to your home.

We will make
an exception for her

not having a passport too.

It will be noted
in the computer.

Let's get you out of here.

Thank you.

What are we watching, Martinez?

Sir, there's only one detail

at that time
that catches my attention.

At 1:00 a.m.,
a white, unmarked van

goes through
with Mexican plates.

That happens again at 4:30 a.m.

It looks like
there are two men inside.

Focus the cameras on the plates

and write them down.

I already did.

Very well, let's check them.

I did that, too.

And?

They belong to
an Alfredo Ruiz in Matamoros.

I have his address
and phone number.

Let's call him
and see what he tells us.

All right.

-Hello?
-Mr. Ruiz,

this is Officer Javier Martinez.

ID number 43543 of the Matamoros
Police Department.

-I have a question for you.
-Okay.

Can you
tell me what kind of vehicle

is registered under
the license plate 7BFR468?

My truck,
I use it for my business.

Why do you ask?

And is
the truck with you right now?

Sure,
I can see it from my window.

And are the plates missing?

Hang on a second.

No, they're gone!

That will be all. Thank you.

What should
I do about my plates?

Contact the DMV
to get that solved.

Thanks.

I'm sorry, sir.

Call border patrol.

Estimate how long
it would take for the truck

to reach the border.

I will also need access
to CCTV for all lanes.

Done.

Good job, Martinez.

Yes, sir.

Okay. And as soon
as we pass through customs,

I want you to grab
those hand imprints

and prepare fingerprint dips
for all of them.

On our man was facial,

so I changed
the passcode to 1234.

What,
we need them for all of them?

Mm-hmm.

Always better to be prepared.

Roger that.

What brings you down
at this hour?

Merchandise pickup.

It's a little late to be
wrapping up a pickup, isn't it?

Well, we got a late start, so...

Identification, please.

Can I see your bill of sale?

Yes, sir.

Of course.

I'd like to take a look
inside this truck.

Yeah, no problem. You want me
to open up the back for you?

Yes, sir. I guess it wouldn't
be a problem for us

to search the cab too, huh?

Of course.

All right. You're free to go.

-Thank you, sir.
-All right.

The retrofitting is gold.

The best.

All right. Now get us directions
to Brownsville,

south, the airport.

That's where
our plane's waiting.

On it.

It's Testor.

Yeah, I need seed
terminated down at Mexico.

-Really?
-Yup.

Boss don't like loose ends.

It could be pricey.

Not a concern.

Who is it?

A civilian.

I got some info to send you
over WhatsApp.

I'll send some more tomorrow.

But, um,
what are we talking about?

For the right guy,

you're looking at
about 50 large.

-And you?
-That's another ten.

Well okay,
but I need it done this week.

I mean, very discreetly, man,
super clean,

make it look like an accident,
you understand?

A toast

to our shared love of country,

and our shared interests.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I could not be happier

with the seeds program.

The media is eating it up.

The seeds reacted
as one would expect,

like animals,
carnage in their wake.

Are you guaranteeing
election success?

Steven, you know
I'm not a prognosticator,

but what I am
is a good fundraiser.

Uh, um, what I will say is,

with all your support,

the seeds program continue
to provide the basis

for an illegal immigrant-free,

law-and-order-based society.

This group is seeing to that.

Can I count
on your continued support?

Let's have dinner then, hmm?

Red meat, of course.

Sir, could you come over here?

What's going on?

I got a hit
of the truck on the bridge,

and it's just like we thought.

They reverted back to US plates.

All right, give me the number.

Sure. 2GA...

-Mm-hmm.
-T123.

Got it.

Yes, sir.

Cell two.

Blattner. Delgado.

Hey, Delgado.
You got something for me?

I believe we do.

Can you tell me who a license
plate is registered to?

Sure.
Walk me back what you learned.

We reviewed the security cameras

near José's home,
and we believe that a truck

that might have been involved
in a possible abduction

came from Texas,
crossed a border,

stole some license plates
in Mexico,

and then traveled back
to the USA.

Hopefully the plates will help
in the investigation.

Sounds good.

Give me their number
and I'll call you back in a few.

Shit.

Just look at that head of yours.

Yup. I'm back
to my cam dash days.

Well, Boss authorized the hit
on that stray seed.

-Really?
-Mm-hmm.

He don't know nothing
about the fuck-up,

but he just don't
want no loose ends.

It won't happen again, sir.

The sloppiness
will not be tolerated, Shawn.

Understood, sir.

-Who's doing it?
-Testor.

He's hired someone down
in Mexico.

How long have you known Testor?

Years. Two tours together,
was raised in Iraq.

Dude is a straight-up
assassin, man.

He's cold as hell.

-Delgado.
-Delgado,

I got a hit with the plates
that makes perfect sense.

Okay. What do you have?

Furniture store

located in Brownsville, Texas.

I'll call the Brownsville PD

to look into the lead.

Okay.

Call me with what you learned.

I will.

Bye.

Hello? Anybody here?

I'm looking
for a Terry Blackett.

Well, you got him.

Terry, I'm Henry Leyler
of the Texas Rangers.

I want to ask you about
a white panel truck of yours

that went to Mexico recently.

I don't do business in Mexico.

Okay. I'm gonna ask you
one more time.

Or maybe I'll get the IRS
to come see you.

That my son ran away

and came back with a girlfriend.

Did you meet her yet?

Yeah, she's pretty.

Aunt Sofía,
this is my girlfriend,

who helped me back in DC,
Melina.

Hi, Melina.

Hi.

I'm so sorry.

It's fine, Diego.

There's nothing we can do.

Thank God you are all right.

This is a tragedy
we will never fully understand.

Perhaps we never will.

Must be Detective Delgado.

Hello.

Hello. Hello.

Come in, Detective.

Hello.

-You must be Diego.
-Yes.

You have no idea

how happy that makes me.

Come in.

Gracias.

Well, there were two guys

who rented my truck
a few days ago,

but I have no idea for what.

Let's see the rental paperwork.

Uh, let me save you
50 questions.

I got nothing
but a wad of cash and...

it sounds like a headache.

Can you describe them?

I don't really remember
much about it, I guess.

You know, we were busy.

Busy?

One last time or you're dead.

Hold on. Hold on, bro.

I think it's his cousin
you're looking for, right?

Where's Diego?

-Diego?
-Yes.

No, I don't know, dude.

That guy's not even
a friend of mine.

A friend?

A friend?

Let's make a deal, shall we?

Give me 24 hours.

Just one day. No, wait. No, no.

Just one day, just one, please.
I promise I'll find him, bro.

We also took a photo

of his license
while he was knocked out.

Really?

Yes, we did.

Okay, let's take a look.

I promise I'll find him, bro.

I swear, I swear.

Why should I trust you? Huh?

I'm not
hard to find, you know that.

Besides, you're the one
with a gun, right?

Just one day.

One day. I want answers
by 1:00 tomorrow.

Or else...

I'll go hunting.

Delgado.

Here's what I got.

Detective Leyler
of the Brownsville,

Texas Police Department
was nice enough

to call in the owner
of the truck that was used.

Bit of a dead end.

The truck's owner remembers
renting the truck

to two white guys.

Says he felt military or police.

No record of the rental,
no name. Nothing.

-And you believe that story?
-I do.

Yeah, the guy
seemed both spooked

and irritated, he said.

Same way I'd feel
if I got caught up in it.

And where does that leave us?

Nowhere for the moment.

But you know what?

Let me look into what happened
once they got here.

Who knows?
Maybe I'll uncover something.

So I have something for you.

Don't be holding back
on me, partner.

One of the abducted group
is back in Mexico.

And during our interview,

he told me that
he cracked a pipe

over one of our assumed suspects
in a D.C. alley.

And while the suspect
was unconscious,

he took a photo of his license
and even called 911.

You're kidding me?

We got a photo, and the guy
went to the hospital?

-Crazy.
-You said it.

Send me everything you got,
and I'll check in with you

after I check the D.C.
hospitals.

-I got you.
-Talk soon.

Brett, the seeds project
is a smashing success.

Well, our team
feels the same way, sir.

You and I are taking on
a lot of risk, hmm?

But we both see the good

that this is doing
for our country.

Absolutely, sir.

And I cannot be more proud
of what we're doing

in my involvement.

We're very happy to be
rebuilding America

to the great nation
that it once was.

So true.

I have great news.

Funding for the seeds program
will no longer be a problem.

Well, that's exciting, sir.

If this continues
to go this well,

there are some foreign officials
who would just love to meet you.

Well, I welcome it.
Thank you, sir.

Three seeds, Brett, ASAP.

Here's the file. All I ask
is that you remain in my office

while you review it.

My pleasure.

Are you finding what you needed?

It looks like the admitted
suffered from head trauma.

You gave him a CAT scan,
and he was released

with what appears
to be a concussion.

Let me take a peek.

Yup. It looks like that.

Did you bill him?

Let me check the computer.

Wait, wait, wait. Wait.

Dude! Dude!
I was kidnapped, dude.

The motherfucker
had a gun to my head.

He wants to know
where the fuck Diego lives.

Diego? What the fuck?

Exactly, bro.

That's what I say.
What the fuck did he do?

He's nobody.

Must be about all the shit
that went down in the USA.

I know where he lives.

-You do?
-Sí.

I drove him home once

after he got drunk
watching a fight.

He was totally wasted, bro.

And where was it?

So we'll be giving

Diego up just like that?

Fuck Diego!
That dude was never one of us.

I'm not dying for that
entitled prick.

I don't think we really
give a shit either.

This is fucked up, guys,

But whatever.

He lives on Madrid Street.

Are you sure?

I am.

Shit better not blow back on me
for snitching, okay?

All right. All right, all right.

Hey, Shawn!
Get your ass in here!

Please.

Gotta love that
he says "please."

Coming, sir.

Close the door.

What's up?

There's a small change of plans.

Actually, my plans.

I have to travel during
our Midwest seeding time frame.

They postponed?

Nope. It's your turn to shine.

Wow.

Really?

I know you ain't asking me.

No. Not at all, sir. I'm ready.

-Who's your sidekick gonna be?
-Tyrone.

No doubt. We work well together,
and he's ready.

Well, I like your choice.

He's got a lot of
extraction experience,

speaks Spanish fluently,
and he keeps his mouth shut.

I won't let you down, boss.

That's right, Delgado.

That photo your victim provided

matches the photo
from the hospital.

We got a picture of our guy,

checked in under
the false name Mark Reico.

Now, we just gotta identify him.

Starting a meeting
to address it,

so I'll update you as we gather
more information.

Talk soon.

Talk to you soon.

Okay. We got a lead
on the suspect.

Great news, boss.

So I need each of you
to split up the states,

and I'll deal with the FBI.

Look, some are gonna say no.

Let's see if we can get a hit.

The FBI may end up joining
this investigation.

Oh, man.

None of that childish shit.
Come on. Let's get to it.

This is Testor.

Three seeds. Brownsville again.

Hell, eyes on,
finger ready throughout.

If it looks like a shit show,
just shut it down.

Any collateral concerns?

Everyone understands the risk.

Got it.

And how's our little Mexican
remediation going?

I should have some
good news for you tomorrow.

Hold on.
Too many people watching.

Then what?
What do you want me to do?

Tell him
to come at 2:00 p.m. tomorrow.

How the fuck could I call him

when I don't have his number?

That's
your fucking problem, dude!

All right, all right.

I call his number and then?

How do I get him to come?

You figure it out.

Or else it will be you
on the slab.

All done.

Three hours on the button.

You guys are unreal.

It's what we do, brother.

Walk us through it.

How do you know where I live?

We have to talk in private.

Okay.

Mom, Melina, I'm going out.

I'll be back in 15 minutes.

Who's at the door?

A friend.

Can I come?

Hi, I'm Melina.

I'm Fernando.

Let's go.

It's fine. I'll be right back.

See that small star
on the floor?

-Got it.
-Touch it.

It releases the vacuum seal,
unlocks the chamber.

Floor shifts back
and voi-fucking-la.

You have your sealed cabinet.

Perfect. We'll have it
back to you in a few days.

You can chop it up.

I ought to be able to showcase
my shit at a convention.

Some killer-type dude grabbed

Mateo off the street.

Tortured the shit out of him
and was asking about you.

And, yes, he already knows where
you and your girlfriend are.

He knows about your family

and even the name
of your fucking dog.

Get them out of here,
or you will all be gone.

Why me?

No idea,

it must be about
the disappearing shit.

I don't know, I felt
the right thing was to warn you.

Is that all?

Yes. Diego,
don't get any wrong ideas.

You're not one of us.
You never will be.

It's only because you're José's
blood that I'm doing this.

Now beat it.
You don't have much time left.

Any questions
about the extraction?

Let's go over the phone
and the bodies.

As soon as we're in,
locate a body.

Confirm twice with the mission
sheet and find his phone.

Before putting him
in the body bag,

check if the phone opens
by finger or face.

What if I can't find a phone?

Then look for it, man.

What about customs?

We're chill, buying
some furniture for our store.

We'll take some shit
from the club so it looks legit.

And if the club's got none?

We need to find some.

Yes, sir.

-Put line two on speaker.
-Yes, sir.

Sorry, I want all my team
to hear this.

-All set?
-Fire away.

DMV and other
database has picked up

five different hits
from the visual you provided.

Two expired,
and three are active.

Shit.

Remember, certain states
don't allow us

to peek in
without a formal warrant,

so there may be more.

I'll send you
an encrypted email.

We've identified
a person of interest.

No priors.
Strong military background.

Got it.

Sorry to take this
from you, buddy.

With multiple
states records involved,

this just became an FBI matter.

Please have your team
send us the case files

through our encrypted
email service.

Not happy about it,
but I understand.

What can we do to support?

Not sure.

My team is drafting a subpoena
to require the top five

cell companies to check
their records for this guy.

We'll see what we come up with.

As soon as you know something.

I promise
when we take this guy down,

you'll be with us
on video chat in real time.

Appreciate that.
My team deserves that much.

I agree.

-Blattner.
-Linquist.

Okay. Here's what we got.

Our perp recently purchased
a new phone.

He's taking a trip as we speak
towards the Mexican border.

And the second one?

The second went dead
within your jurisdiction.

Uncannily right after he left
the D.C. hospital.

Unreal what technology can do.

Our days are numbered.

Speak for yourself.

Sadly,
I'm speaking for all of us.

Okay. Here's our game plan.

We'll track them via GPS
and on the ground,

but not too close,
assuming a similar MO.

I'll contact
the Mexican Federal Police,

coordinate with them,
decide on a takedown

based on safety and stealth.

We're all looking forward

to joining by video
when this goes down.

I'm a man of my word, Blattner.

We'll talk soon.

Thanks.

Here's what we're gonna do.

We're going to post three
officers outside your house.

Two more will be inside to make
sure we can catch this asshole.

Are we gonna be safe?

We assume he's a pro,

so he'll be observing first.

Our plan is to capture him

before he notices
we're on to him.

How can you be so sure?

Our lives are in danger.

I need you to trust me.

I'm sure
this will work out fine.

Sir...

we lost the cell signal.

What do you mean
lost the signal?

No further pings.

The perp must have shut off
their phone.

Did you have time
to get the plate number?

No, sir.
Local police were en route

when it went dead.

Arrange for three teams.

One right outside Brownsville

base on their tracked pings
on the way down.

Second one, 20 miles north.

Final one,
50 miles further north.

Get our Gulfstream ready to go.

We're going to go
the border location.

My guess is that
when he's back in the States,

he's gonna wanna share.

Car will be ready
to pick you up in five minutes.

-Hello?
-Hey, what's up?

How are you, dog?

Dude, it sucks what happened
to our bros in the USA.

It sucks, yeah.

I know.
Listen, let's meet up, okay?

I wanna show you some stuff

that José left behind
and you should have.

Ah, okay.

See you on 124 Aventura Street

at 6:00 p.m. tomorrow.

Ah, okay. All right. See you.

Are you sure
the seeds won't wake up

if they search the back?

Trust me.
Everything will go smoothly.

We're gonna be fine.

Just let me do all the talking.

Don't sweat me.

Heading back home, gentlemen?

-Yes, sir.
-Reason for your trip?

Shopping for my furniture store.

-Can we check inside?
-Sure.

Is that a table?

Yeah. We found
a cool-looking one at the store.

Decided to buy it.

You sure shop quickly.

Internet, of course.

So they had everything ready.

We're one hour early.

We'll have to wait.

Hey, dude, got a cigarette?

Hands in the air!

Down to the ground!
Down to the ground!

Get down, motherfucker!

Fuck!

Everything cool?

Yeah. They just need
to see a receipt.

You got one?

Of course.

Okay.

-You're all set.
-Thank you.

All good.

I love the sound of that.

Sorry. All right.

You can turn your phone on
at that light up there.

We're back.

Cell three.

All right.
Window. Thank you, sir.

Sir, his phone just turned on.
They're about five miles away.

We can follow them
through my phone.

-Plan is all set?
-It's all set.

Everyone's set in place.

FBI Agent Gregors is dressed
in Texas Highway uniform.

I'm good.

All right.

For the first time in your life,

I will give you the chance

to atone for your mistakes
and do the right thing.

Let's see.

You're going to call your boss

and tell him
you completed the job.

No one will doubt you because
this abduction was a mistake.

What abduction? What mistake?

You all set to witness this.

Bring it on, brother.

Everyone get in here.
Movie time.

All right. Hang with me.

When it's go time,
I'll bring you in.

You're running out of time.

Supposing you're
telling me the truth, so what?

Let me explain
so you can understand.

Your target is related
to a gang member.

He just was in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

He has nothing
to do with the gang.

That I can assure you.

And why would I do that?

Because if you do,

I'll reduce the charge
of attempted murder,

which means 10 to 15 years
in jail,

to attempted abduction,

which carries
between two and five.

Besides, Mateo
is snitching on you.

This shit
will fuck me up, right?

Not at all.

Your victim has nothing to do
with you or with your world.

Besides,
you'll be out of business

if your clients realize
you are lying.

But how do I know
you're not gonna fuck with me?

Some shit on the road?

Not sure.

Be ready.

Hmm?

Fucking shit.

I need your answer now!

Okay, okay, okay!

It's okay.

So we have a deal?

Yes, we have a deal.

Looks like a drug bust.

Could be.

Just stay sharp.

No, man. I don't feel
too good about this.

Probably just an inspection.

Inspection?
We had one at the border.

Why would we need another one?

I don't know, man. Drugs?

Just... stay calm and be ready.

You freaking?

Not yet. Check me in 15 seconds.

I can feel it.

Something's not right.

Hands up, the both of you,
where we can see them!

Okay. Remember, buying trip.

Shut the fuck up
and keep your hands in the air!

You did it.

No, we did.

Hands up, the both of you,

-where we can see them!
-Okay.

Shut the fuck up
and keep your hands in the air!

Hands up, both of you,
where we can see them!

Okay.

Shut the fuck up
and keep your hands...

Excuse me, gentlemen, uh,
I need to take this call.

You did it.

Shut the fuck up
and keep your hands in the air!

Hands up, both of you,
where we can see it!

Okay.

Shut the fuck up!

What the fuck happened, team?

Uniforms ambushed your guys.

About three miles
outside of Brownsville.

Killed before they came for us.

I mean, who?
Uh, Feds, Staties, who?

-You did it.
-Both.

-No.
-I acted quick.

I think we're okay.

Program needs to disappear...

at least for a while.

Fuck!

Hands up, both of you,
where we can see them!

Okay.

The nightmare is over.

The suspect is behind bars
and will be there

for quite some time.

Then it's over? Really?

I think so.

They think you're dead

and your world
will never cross theirs.

Right?

You can be sure of that.

Thank you
from the bottom of my heart.

Not at all.

It's been a pleasure.

-Linquist.
-Blattner.

Any update?

I think it ended with them.

Can't find any loose ends.

We got them.

I wish I could believe you.

Believe what you want,

but we're closing the file.

It's over.

I think you're making
a big mistake.

Goodbye, Blattner.

It's a mere setback
when these things happen.

Democracy demands sacrifices.

We both know that.

Are you ready to restart?

Am I ever.

I need four seeds.