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You want in? You gotta deal with me.

(GUNSHOT)

Thought I was just gonna let her get away

with trying to kill me?

Someone dropped her on my doorstep.

We had nothing to do with this.

- I'll find out who did. - BEACH: But blackmailing us?

Look, it was Hammond I was leveraging, not you.

Any money I got off of him was gonna be for us.

- Where do we go from here? - Nowhere.

- Where are you from? - Monterrey.

- Which part? - The nice part.

Does she talk to you much about her private life?

Just seemed a little evasive.

Damn it, you have not seen me

or your son in almost 11 months.

Look, I don't have a choice.

I'm not living like this. Not anymore.

Chemo is still your best bet of beating this thing.

All the other doctors could offer me was remission,

maybe temporary, maybe not at all.

We need to get her back in real treatment.

She's not gonna listen.

Recently, the FBI came to us

to help locate the source of WMD.

We followed the trail back to its point of origin,

an ex-employee of Helixa Corporation.

Where are they? I asked you

to keep them safe, not make 'em disappear.

When I know you're clear of trouble, you'll see then.

I don't like us working with that asshole.

He's the key to us getting rid of our Neckbone problem.

He's willing to give out the location

of Winters' WMD stash.

You sell it, pure profit, we take nothing.

I guess Hammond wasn't lying.

- FBI! - Freeze!

Dad's been working on the other Ravens

about kicking you out.

I'm calling a vote.

Who's with me?

(SCATTERED CHEERS AND WHISTLES)

It's me or your brother.

Steve.

Back on top, Tom.

Thank you. Thanks for your votes.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING, SIRENS BLARING)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, in here, in here!

Don't get comfortable. We ain't out of it yet.

But when we are, I'm gonna make them pay for this.

Every last motherfucking one of them.

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I don't think I want to answer that question.

None of my business?

- Just a boring topic. - I don't like being bored.

And talking about yourself bores you?

- Well, I already know about me. - But I don't.

Oh, so this is an interrogation then?

Okay, Officer. Name is Catherine Ann Miller,

birthday is September 2nd, 28 years old.

I'm more interested in what you...

What do you look for in a guy?

And what if I told you I like shy men?

I'll see if I can find you one.

Thank you.

Maybe him?

You're gonna have to find a new line of work.

So it matters to you what a man's job is?

Uh-uh. It matters what he has to talk about

when he comes home.

That guy, it's probably an idiot customer,

his arrogant chef, some smarmy maître d.

And if I had to listen to that on repeat, I'd just...

I'd stick my head in the oven.

What about you?

I like women who know what they want.

I don't talk shop to civilians, and there's nobody,

nobody I'd stick my head in an oven for.

(CHUCKLES)

Your table's ready. If you'll follow me.

Sure.

♪ Real flow thunderous flip style torturous ♪

♪ Yo, scrip my sorcery like yo, what's the source of this ♪

♪ Tryna break down my fortress break your body into portions ♪

I have hired a lawyer. And my wife's hired you.

But I'm stuck on the other side of the country right now.

No, we'll have to postpone it and...

What's the goddamn rush?

If she wants to throw away six years of marriage,

she can wait a few months to...

I'm sure you don't give a shit, but for the record,

I love my wife and I don't want this.

I don't want a divorce.

I want her to calm down,

wait till I finish this assignment,

then we can sit down and we can...

Well, that's a non-starter.

There's no way in hell she's getting sole custody

- of my child. - Get in here.

Now.

I'll call you back.

"Four Killed in Abortive FBI Raid."

"FBI Agent, Three Others, Gunned Down in Shootout."

"Crime Lord Escapes FBI Dragnet."

Shall I go on? I wasn't there.

Oh, I'm fully aware who was in charge of this shit show.

That's not fair.

The truth never is.

That doesn't excuse your part in this.

All you've done is allow a bunch of locals to outmaneuver you,

and now Tom Hammond has taken over the Ravens.

In our defense, we shut down WMD distribution.

We will get him under control.

The only way to do that is to get him dirty

and then indict him.

That way, we're driving the car again.

Now leave.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Tom Hammond killed Winters?

Yeah. I just found out.

Why didn't you say anything in the SAC's office?

I was called in because Ryder was on the warpath.

You really want me to drop that bombshell

in his office before I told you?

Do you have proof?

Hammond was there when Tom shot her.

Son of a bitch.

- Where's the body? - I don't know.

(DOOR OPENS)

You want to tell me how the hell you screw up

a simple takedown?

Watch how you talk to me. I've taken enough shit

from people today, I'm not about to take it from you.

Someone's got to know where Neckbone is hiding.

We've been shaking everything that moves,

so if they know, they ain't telling us.

We need to sweep your father into the RICO.

He's not gonna play ball.

I know about Winters.

Mm-hmm...

You knew I'd have to report it.

(KNOCKING)

I'm not testifying, so all you got is hearsay.

Analytics tracked the source of the WMD.

Chemical signature leads to a pharmaceutical company, Helixa.

Couple more tests to be sure, but they're confident they're right.

I don't give a shit about a dirty cop like Winters,

but I do care about your father screwing up this case,

so you got two choices.

You can either bring him in line or send him to jail.

Piece of shit.

You're really gonna ignore the fact Tom killed a cop?

Of course not, but Hammond doesn't need to know that.

How close are they to re-arresting us?

Closer than I'm comfortable with.

I can see it in Byrd's eyes. He doesn't want to screw us.

But if Price gets what she wants,

she will fuck us over.

And the only thing that might stall it out

is if we can get Tom to step aside and stay out of trouble.

(SCOFFS) That's not gonna happen.

Your old man's out for blood

and he's not gonna stop until he gets it.

Roll down the window.

Ain't this a bitch?

Give me a minute. Uh, right there...

Maybe we should call your dad, right?

He could always get this thing working.

I got it.

Anyway... what's the rush, Ma?

I want to get the house in working order.

Honey, I'm sure if I called him, he could come right over.

Nope, we don't need him. I almost got it.

I just...

TOM: You're tightening that down too hard.

The moment you turn it on, it'll break, leak everywhere.

So what you meant to say is that you already called him.

I'm gonna get the laundry.

We should talk.

About what?

Dad, I just don't want you to feel that...

No, you made your choice.

Live with it.

I don't know. Maybe you shouldn't have come.

I didn't just come about this, I...

I came to see you.

You came...

(SIGHS) because you feel guilt.

It's not an emotion you're used to.

Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

Yeah, you're right.

(SIGHS)

I wish... I wish I could fix this.

You know...

I wish I could make things right again.

Why?

You know, no matter what the boys think,

our marriage wasn't meant to last.

No, it's...

I'm not speaking about this marriage.

I wish it was me.

It's not fair.

It's not meant to be fair.

It's okay.

♪ Okay, now I don't mean to sound ig'nant ♪

♪ But a... out here trying to get... ♪

♪ I ain't tripping off these women ♪

♪ I don't care about who's snitching ♪

♪ Only care about my business only got love for my mama ♪

♪ My... my riches unh, yo ♪

♪ All I care about is counting money ♪

STEVE: I told you he was holding.

Get it?

I'm not getting that shit. You get it.

(SIGHS)

I'm gonna flick it out with this stick and you pick it up.

Coming at you, Tiny.

Hey, hey, man, get the hell out of here with that damn stick,

I'll get it! Come on.

On second thought, keep it.

Ain't nothing in this world that's free, Hammond.

So what's up?

We're looking for Neckbone, you seen him?

Nah. And what went down the other night,

ain't no one gonna see him until it's too late, you feel me?

Come here. Come here.

- You got my number, right? - Yeah.

So if you spot him or hear where he's laying his head,

you let me know.

You owe me, Tiny, you owe me.

Yeah.

Foster must have tipped off Neckbone.

No, I don't think so.

But he knew no matter what he claimed,

Neckbone was eventually gonna retaliate

behind Winters' WMD involvement.

That's why he helped set him up in the first place.

Yeah, we couldn't change his mind.

No.

Either way, we're all at risk until we find that asshole.

He's on his own.

No backup. We'll find him.

Yeah, or he'll find us.

You blaming me?

Let's go.

What do you want?

I want in.

You should have thought of that before you voted for my kid.

He brought me in. Felt like I owed him that.

Now you don't?

You're in charge now. Not him.

What do you think?

I've been there.

He's been through a nasty divorce.

- Needs money. - Damn straight.

Why should I?

What do you bring to the party?

Whatever you need.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

TOM: Be back here at 7:00.

You'll ride with Kraley.

What's going on?

Ma, what are you doing?

Oh, God... I got it, I got it.

(SCOFFS)

I'm, uh, just...

making sure I've got all the stuff you need when...

Let's see.

Ah, deed to the house.

The paperwork on tax and insurance is here

and it's... yeah! It's current.

Um, let's see. A copy of my will somewhere.

Mom.

There's no use denying reality.

I'm not.

You need to go back on chemo.

(SCOFFS) No, no, no.

Even if I did, there's only...

20% chance of remission, so.

So you're just giving up.

Well, no, I want to spend

the remainder of my time living my life

and not, you know, stuck in some hospital.

(GROANS)

If you do that, you die.

Well, we're all gonna die, Steve.

Not before we have to.

Sit down.

I need you to keep fighting this.

For Cole, and for me.

Oh, God.

You think I want to leave you both?

I don't.

Come on.

Let's fight this thing.

- Okay? - (WHIMPERING)

Together.

Listen, Frank knows a doctor running a clinical trial

in the Midwest.

He says he can get you in.

And the odds, listen to this...

The odds are a lot better than 20%.

I don't want to be alone, you know, in some strange place.

Frank will pick you up.

And he'll have someone waiting for you

at the airport when you land.

I'm gonna take some time off work, all right?

Come and be with you.

How much better are the odds?

Scared. (SNIFFLES)

- Sorry. - Come on.

(WHIMPERING)

Oh, my beautiful boy.

(GROANS)

- You off-shift tonight? - Yeah.

Still on the outs with Steve?

(CHUCKLES) You've got more balls

than half of these clowns.

And you don't believe people

when they bullshit you like that.

What do you want, Tom?

A "yes" or "no."

Are you ready to put some work in?

Hm?

(GRUNTING)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Hi.

Hi yourself. Is everything okay?

No. I miss you.

So does Veronica.

(SIGHS) I miss you too, babe.

Both of you.

More than you know.

We want to come home.

You can't. Not right now.

Why, Pete?

It's too dangerous.

That's all you have to say?

"It's too dangerous"? No details?

I'm not a child, Pete, I'm your wife.

Just talk to me and tell me what the hell is going on.

You have to trust me, babe.

It's a two-way street, babe.

Wait, let me just... hold on, wait!

Goddamn it.

♪ ♪

- Where you going? - I'm gonna take the rear.

Make sure there's no problems on the street.

Now what?

Hey!

- Hey! Hey! Hey! - (TIRES SCREECHING)

You're explaining this to your old man, not me.

I'll handle it.

But he doesn't need to know until after we do this.

All right?

Told you it would be painless.

Don't even think about moving unless we tell you to!

(MAN GASPS)

We get the money, nobody gets hurt!

You better do it!

Open it! Now!

Gun!

- (PEOPLE SCREAMING) - Oh, shit!

(GRUNTING) Oh, shit...

TOM: What are you waiting for?

If someone takes a shot at one of us, he pays for his mistake.

No.

We'll talk about this later.

Oh, please! The cash is behind that mirror.

- The safe is open. - Go on.

- It's here. - I appreciate your honesty,

but you gotta pay the price for taking that shot at us.

Don't!

He's not worth it.

Let's get the money and get the hell out of here.

(SOBBING)

(KICKS COUNTER)

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

Come on!

Give everybody what they want.

Have a drink, everybody.

On me, of course!

(ALL CHEERING)

Should have told me you were gonna switch places.

Don't ever fuck up one of my operations again, all right?

(CHUCKLES)

So what happened?

Tom brought some money to the table.

You helped?

Was it smooth?

It got a little crazy. No one died.

If we didn't go, it would have been worse, so we did.

Hey, this is how you lead.

Regrets?

Why would I?

(CHUCKLES) No, why would you?

Did you know that Byrd tried to get in on the job?

- Nope. - If you're bullshitting me,

if the Feds are coming after him, then...

Don't be an idiot.

Of course they're coming after him.

Cole, it's only a matter of time before he's re-arrested.

Not if we try...

What?

Get him to listen to us?

You think that's gonna happen?

What stopped Byrd from doing the job?

I did.

You shouldn't have.

Worry about us, not him.

You can't save him, man, none of us can.

(CAR STARTING UP)

Hey.

You have any idea how close you are to federal prison?

You knew.

Everyone gets hazed like that in the beginning, all right?

So deal with it.

Hey.

I'm not done talking to you!

- I'm not done talking. - Yes, you are.

Mother...

Enough!

This is where you code six?

Only when I lose a bet.

I've got that name you asked for.

Give me the Cliff Notes.

So there is a Kate Miller that matches the age

and birth date you gave me, but she died in 2001.

Anyone currently using that name and DOB is shady as shit.

So who is she to you?

Just another in a long line of problems, man.

- Listen, keep this between us. - Got it.

Son of a bitch.

No sauce, right?

Had them gringo it up for you.

- No hot sauce, no flavor. - Yeah, we'll see.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Still tastes like shit.

I think they make it special like that just for you.

What'd the kid want?

He was just saying hi.

You're seriously not gonna tell me?

It's none of your business.

Considering all the shit that we're in right now,

I think it is.

All right, you wanna know? Here.

He's running a background check on a girl I'm seeing.

You're seriously that paranoid?

It ain't paranoia.

She's using a fake identity.

WOMAN ON POLICE RADIO: All units stand by unless emergency.

Attention all units, officer down.

Chavez and Concord. Is there a unit to respond?

Unit 30-George responding.

Go!

(SIRENS WAILING)

Everybody back.

- Step back. - Go!

Step back! No, no, no, no, no...

O'Donnell? Son of a bitch!

Active shooter, fan out!

- ETA on rescue now. - Wallace, set up the tape,

- secure the perimeter, now. - O'Donnell, can you hear me?

Make a sound if you can hear me, bud.

What's this?

Back up!

Back up! Back up!

(GROWLS)

Shit!

- Were you first on scene? - Did you see the shooter?

- What happened? What happened? - Any update?

- Talk, talk! - Did they get the shooter?

Hey.

- O'Donnell, right? - Yeah.

Yeah, I've heard about six different versions.

What happened?

Gut shot. Dead on scene.

The shooter?

Was gone before we got there.

Who's in it from Homicide?

Carter and Yagoubian.

Okay, yeah, that's good. But we need to get this bastard

- before they do. - Yeah.

You got a name or a description?

No.

The Raven tattoo was cut out.

Gone.

It's Neckbone.

You know who else is gonna take a scalp?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Hey! We got a target on this.

It's Neckbone.

Yeah, that piece of shit!

He's hunting Ravens. You know what?

We're gonna hunt him right back!

(EXCITED CHATTER)

Fuck.

This is a bad idea, just setting them loose like this.

Hey, he started it.

We're gonna finish it.

We're gonna finish it! Isn't that right?

(OVERLAPPING AGREEMENT)

I was watering the plants and I saw him through the window.

At first, I thought it was you, but then I remembered,

I saw you leave for work

and Lourdes has been out of town so...

Listen to me, listen to me.

Go inside, lock your door, call 9-1-1 if you hear anything.

- Okay, but... - I mean it, Pearl.

Inside, now.

(SHOWER CURTAIN RATTLES)

FOSTER: All right, Jesus.

What?

You always answer the door like that or am I just special?

Why are you here, Karen?

Neckbone.

Yeah. Yeah, I heard.

Sorry about O'Donnell.

I'm not looking for condolences.

I'm here to warn you.

I know what went down, you and Hammond set him up.

If you were worried, you could have just called

to tell me that.

Don't read into it. This doesn't mean shit.

You got it.

Just because I don't want to see you murdered by Neckbone

doesn't mean that you're not dead to me.

Understood.

(SCOFFS)

(DOOR OPENS)

STEVE: Ramos!

In here.

You want a beer?

What the hell happened?

(SIGHS) Come on.

Come on.

That's not gonna happen, all right?

We won't let it. We won't let it.

You said Nick would only come after you and Foster.

You were wrong.

- We gotta call this in. - To who?

Everyone is out there looking for him anyway.

You were wrong.

Ever since the bank job,

every goddamn thing you've done has been wrong.

Tom was the one who started the war with Neckbone.

Not me.

Neckbone isn't on a rampage because of Tom killing Winters.

Neckbone is killing Ravens because you set him up!

We had to do something, Pete.

He was dropping families, for Christ's sake.

Yeah.

And now you've given him incentive to drop ours.

You just can't admit you screwed up, can you?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about your house.

And I'm sorry about your family.

But, Pete, listen to me, we can get ahead of this.

We can find this piece of shit before he does any more damage.

All right?

I'm done listening to you.

I'm done!

(GRUNTS)

(PHONE LINE RINGING)

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

Hey.

Hey.

- Am I interrupting anything? - No.

Just waiting around, hoping to meet up with an old friend.

- How about you? - I was hoping

we could do dinner again.

Seriously, I had a good time the other night.

Yeah, so did I.

So... dinner?

Tomorrow night?

Sounds good. Sounds good.

Cool, I'll... I'll see you then.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Who was that?

That's none of your business.

- (CELL PHONE VIBRATING) - So you got a girl now, huh?

Focus, Cole.

If G goes mobile, we'll follow him to Neckbone.

Frank.

Frank. Is it all good?

She get settled in okay?

- No. - What do you mean?

I got a call from my buddy. Your mom never showed.

Turns out she didn't even get on the damn plane.

(SIGHS)

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

(SIGHS)

Cole?

Is that you, honey?

(DOGS BARKING)

Who the hell are you?

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