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Michael!

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Caught, like, every third word
of that, Papa.

Come help. Pop bag.

Pull it tight. Yeah.

Papa?

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Ooh.

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♪ NCIS:New Orleans 5x04 ♪
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Excuse me.

Always this many lookie-loos
at our crime scenes?

Well, word got out
that the Vic was a local.

Petty Officer Aaron Trang.

He grew up on these
docks until he joined

the Office of Naval Research.

Hey. CGIS was first
on the scene.

I called you in as soon as
I saw Trang's naval uniform.

And we appreciate the
Coast Guard's collaboration.

Jurisdiction has been
transferred to NCIS,

but please, keep us
in the loop.

Thank you. Might want
to brace yourself.

Oh, not a point of pride,
Gregorio, but I've seen it all.

Yeah, well, I've seen
Jaws a million times.

I'm never gonna unsee this.

Oh.

Well, takes some
powerful equipment

to do damage like that.

A shrimping boat propeller,
from what I understand.

But after
he was deceased.

Based on water temp
and body bloat,

I'd say he'd been submerged

36, maybe 48 hours.

Trang's CO
reported him UA

from his vessel
here in the Gulf on Monday.

I won't have
an official COD until

after the autopsy, but I can
tell you this was no accident.

I found a section of rope tied
around the victim's torso.

- It's a fisherman's knot.
- Yeah. The other end

was frayed and broke loose.

Yeah, probably from whatever
weight it was tied to.

Someone wanted Petty Officer
Trang to disappear forever.

Well, that makes it a homicide.

Yeah.

Let's dig into Trang's life,

build him a profile,
see who wanted him dead.

I'm all over it.

Where's Lasalle?

I need you to calm down.

All right? We'll get to each one
of you as soon as we can.

It won't be fast enough.

If you don't let these fishermen
unload their catch,

you're going to have
a riot on your hands.

Look, it's not my call,
all right? The Coast Guard

gives word when they can
offload their boats.

They need to move their shrimp
to the processing plant before it spoils.

What they need to do
is answer my questions.

These men are struggling.

We all got problems, all right?

But not as big as that
dead sailor over there.

Hey, hey!

Back off! Back off!

Let's go! Back off!

Let's go. Clear out. Clear out.

Lasalle.

Sorry about that.

You're just doing your job.

You have seemed
a little on edge lately.

Is there anything I can do?

I appreciate that,
but unless you can get the IRS

off my family's back,
I'm out of options.

I thought the tax fraud
investigation was over.

It is, as of this afternoon,
when I go in

and hear their findings.

That's stressful.

Yeah, at best,
I'm walking into an ambush.

You should get out of here.

- Clear your head.
- No, ma'am.

I'm gonna stay here until
we find a lead on this case.

Well, we might already have one.

Trang and his cousin Amy
were close.

She's coming in on their
family shrimp boat right now.

- I'll stay and see what she has to say.
- Oh, no.

And muscle in on my
girl time with Gregorio?

I don't think so.

We got this, Chris.

Take care of you, all right?

Mr. Trang, do you understand
what we're saying?

Your nephew is dead.

Yes, I understand.

- When did you last speak with Aaron?
- Been a while.

There was distance between us
when he joined the Navy.

You didn't approve?

He was supposed to
take over this boat.

To follow in my footsteps.

His father's, too.

Where are his parents?

Katrina took them.

We have heard

things have been difficult
lately for fishermen like you.

Hard enough scrounging
for scraps.

But now, our fishing
grounds are polluted.

We're on the water seven days
a week, and barely surviving.

We were told your daughter
Amy was close with Aaron.

We need to speak with her.

Is she here?

She was supposed to be.

Never showed up.

And that doesn't concern you?

My daughter is stubborn.

She does what she wants,

whether it concerns me or not.
- Mr. Trang,

your nephew
was murdered.

Amy might
know by whom.

She might be in danger herself.

We need to find her, now.

King.

What are you
doing here?

Thought you could use
some moral support.

How'd you even know
it was judgment day?

Silvera called me, gave me
a heads-up about the meeting.

Professional courtesy.

Or a fair warning
how bad it'll be.

I appreciate
you coming.

Know you're busy
with your new job,

but, uh, I can handle this.

You can, but you don't have to.

At least not alone.

Eight million dollars?

Actually, with interest
and penalties,

the Lasalle Enterprises
liability is closer to ten.

This is crazy.

You might as well take my blood
while you're at it.

Christopher,
she's not the enemy.

And neither was my father.

And he wasn't a thief.

Findings are not an official
indictment of your father,

but they do support
the government's claims

of delinquent taxes.

How long does he have
to settle up?

The first installment is due
by the end of the month.

The company's on fumes as it is.
What if we can't pay?

We'll have no choice
but to recoup the monies owed

in other ways:
garnishment of earnings,

seizure of assets...

And since now
I'm technically the boss,

you'd come after my assets next.

That shouldn't be
your central concern.

What's going on, King?

You're a federal agent
with top secret clearance.

Carrying that much debt could
make you a target for blackmail.

You'd revoke my clearance.

Can't do your job without it.

Not that you'd care,

but I'd take a bullet
before selling out my country.

I do care,
Special Agent Lasalle.

And I sincerely wish my hands
weren't tied, but the numbers

don't lie, and all indications
are that your father did.

You're wrong about him.
Uh...

I don't want him
to lose his badge,

but I've got limited options.

Maybe there's a way we can both
get what we want.

Chris.

I know what you're gonna say,
King, but I'm not giving up.

Exactly why I called Hannah.

You'll stand down from the team
for the time being.

- What, you're suspending me?
- No.

I'm giving you
some time off.

Need your full attention
focused on this.

It's the only way we're gonna
figure this IRS thing out.

Look, I didn't
survive three bullets

to push paper around.

I'm here because
of my family.

- And that's you.
- Well, I spent months

searching for answers
to this missing money.

Couldn't find anything useful.

That's because you didn't have
the entire IRS case files.

Put it in the back
of the truck, fellas.

Thank you.

This "Special Agent
in Charge" title

comes with some serious perks.
- Yeah.

Well, we got three days,

boxes of evidence and a pair
of stubborn investigators

who are gonna find
that missing money

and prove your
father's innocence.

Amy Trang is no angel.

Her juvie rap sheet
includes petty theft,

trespassing,
criminal mischief.

Patton tracked her cell
to her parents' house.

Phone was there;
Amy was not.

Since when have you seen
a 17-year-old

go anywhere without their phone?

- Since absolutely never.
- Yeah.

NOPD still canvassing
Village de L'Est?

Nobody's seen her. And if
they have, they're not talking.

Well, they're
protecting their own.

Or keeping
their dirty laundry private.

I've seen it firsthand
how immigrants

can feel pulled
in two different directions.

My parents clung to their past

while they pushed me
into my own future.

Yeah, sounds like
my grandparents.

They left Sicily,
but it never left them.

Dumped Aaron Trang's
phone records.

Found a disturbing text chain

between him and Amy the
day before he disappeared.

Aaron told his little cousin

to slow her roll
on something shady.

"Don't do this.

You and the guys are in
enough trouble already."

"You have no idea how dangerous
and ruthless these people are."

Last thing he told her was

he was gonna
handle them himself,

that he was getting the proof.

- Proof of what?
- Well, whatever it is,

it probably got Aaron killed.

If we don't find Amy fast,
she could be next.

Aaron said "Amy's guys."

Whatever she's up to,
she's not doing it alone.

Hey, Patton...
Already feeling you, boss.

There you go.

Amy's last two contacts.

Hey, both numbers just pinged

off the same cell tower.

They're at
the shrimping docks.

Movement
on the ladder!

It's
the cops! Run!

Federal agents!

Stop climbing.

Come down here now.

Amy Trang.

You are one
hard woman to find.

Let's go.

All right,
we got the others.

We've got
a bigger problem.

Everybody off the boat now!

Amy.

I need you
to understand

how serious the charges are
against you.

You mean criminal trespassing
with an intent to commit

malicious destruction of
property via felony possession

of an explosive
device?

Someone's been studying
the penal code.

You don't seem too concerned.

Everyone knows
the juvie system is a joke.

I'll get a slap
on the wrist

and probation.

Yeah, for the
lesser charges maybe,

but not for the two counts
of attempted murder.

There were a couple
of crew members

below deck on that boat
you tried to blow up.

Guess you don't know everything.

In Louisiana,
you will be tried as an adult,

and with the amount
of evidence against you,

you will spend the next
30 years behind bars.

If you're lucky.

But our mission failed.
We didn't hurt anyone.

You're still guilty of intent,
but if you cooperate,

maybe we can help you.

Was the sabotage
of the boat

related to the murder
of your cousin Aaron?

Aaron's dead?

It was them.

It was Triton.

- They killed him.
- Triton Fisheries?

They've been trying to destroy
Village de L'Est for years.

They've been poisoning

our fishing grounds,
and nobody was willing

to do anything about it,
not our parents or the cops,

so we decided to send Triton
a message.

We decided to fight back.

- Aaron was helping?
- No.

He was trying to stop us.

Said he found
a better way to prove

what they were doing to us.
- How?

I don't know.

But you have

to arrest them all.
- There's no proof

that Triton was involved.

Triton's destroyed dozens
of fishing communities

just like ours.

They'll do anything for money,

even murder innocent people.

Thank you.

I'm looking
for Amy Trang.

Yeah, I remember you
from the docks.

- Are you a relative?
- My name is Eddie Dao.

I'm from Village de L'Est.

The parents of the teenagers
you've arrested

asked me to come
check on them.

So you're a lawyer?

Just a concerned member

of the community.

Look, I know these kids.

Especially Amy.

She's not evil, just angry.

You know, anger doesn't really
justify what she was planning.

People could've died.

You need to understand

the situation our
people are in.

Families losing
businesses, homes.

It's bleak, and the kids are
the most vulnerable ones.

There's no justification
for violence,

but I beg you to see
Amy and her friends

as the frightened
children they are.

Reach out to the D.A.

Let them know the
suspects are cooperating.

We're gonna
recommend probation.

I will personally vouch we won't
have any more trouble from them.

Copy that.

Mr. Dao, I'm sympathetic

to your plight.

No one should feel
that kind of despair, but...

recklessly lashing out,
it just makes things worse.

Please share that message
with the community, okay?

- I will.
- And thank you.

Okay.

You're taking a chance
vouching for these kids.

Look, I have sat across
from true extremists,

people who have no regard
for who they hurt.

This is just
not these kids.

I mean, especially Amy.

She's just a confused
girl that's trying to...

solve a problem
that has no solution.

You think she's right
about Triton Fisheries?

Maybe. I don't know.

But we're gonna need more
than neighborhood gossip

to accuse a corporate
giant of murder.

All right, this is how my father
ran the business in the ground.

Handwritten invoices
and Post-it notes.

I mean, how did he
embezzle $8 million

when he couldn't even use
a computer?

Yeah, well, follow the money,
we'll knew the answer.

But you need to make peace with
the truth, no matter what it is.

Triple P

ready to drop a bomb on you.

Boom!

Scanned five years

of accounting records,
and I used an algorithm

to do what the human eye can't.

Well, what'd you find?

The missing $8 million.

At least where it came from.

Looks like hundreds
of small, internal transactions

moved back and forth
between accounts?

Where's the money now?

I'm still working on that.

But I do know where
the transfers initiated from.

Same IP address and user.

An accountant, Leila Addison.

She quit three weeks
after my father died.

That could be a coincidence.

Or it could be she embezzled
the money herself

and set him up as the fall guy.
- Where is she now?

Heh. Closer than you think.

She moved to New Orleans
a few months ago.

Let's go pay her a
little welcome visit.

Heard about
that sailor's accident

on the news--
really sad story.

Oh, no, it wasn't an
accident, Mr. Wilkins.

Petty Officer Trang
was dumped in the Gulf

after he was murdered.

The Vietnamese fishermen
seem to think

Triton had something
to do with it.

Desperate men spin
desperate tales.

Oh, so you're aware of
the problems they were having?

I've been
where they're at.

Busting my tail
to barely make ends meet.

Tough times,
it's much easier

to point fingers

than take responsibility.
So your company's not trying

to run the mom-and-pop fishing
companies out of business?

Of course not.

There's enough fish

in that big old
ocean for everyone.

Oh, yeah, it is big, huh?

Triton is, uh,

based in Texas, right?

Corpus Christi.

Oh, so your
trawlers must burn

a lot of diesel making that
trip from here to there.

Oh, yeah, a significant
expense spared if you got

a mid-Gulf distribution center
in New Orleans.

One maybe just like
the Vietnamese processing plant?

Not a secret.

We made a fair offer
to buy 'em out.

Even invited the local
shrimpers to join our crews.

- They said no.
- So maybe you decided

to force their hand
by poisoning their waters

to make it impossible for them
to stay in business.

You're wrong. If anything,
they're harassing us.

Vandalizing our boats.

Now an attempted bombing.

I feel bad for what's
happened to those fishermen,

I do, but they
keep coming at us,

and we'll do
whatever it takes...

to defend our property.

This is Leila Addison's address.

Not exactly a mansion.

Well, you steal $8 million,

you might want to lay low
a little before spending it.

Finished all
my homework, Ma.

Can I watch TV now?

How about you do
a little reading instead,

okay, sweetie pie?
- Okay.

Look, much as a single mother
could use some extra cash,

I didn't take a penny
that wasn't earned.

A lot more than pennies

passed through your computer,
Ms. Addison.

I am an accountant.

Moving money around
is literally the job.

But not stealing it.

I would never do that
to your father.

I loved working for him.

All of his employees did.
Then...

why'd you leave
the company, Leila?

After Beau passed, I couldn't
bear watching it all fall apart.

Especially
after the IRS swept in.

Then why'd you move
to New Orleans?

I grew up here.

A bookkeeping position came up
in my old church.

Felt like a sign from above.

Mm-hmm. Time for a change.

Time for stability.

Oil industry is feast or famine.

Beau expanded during
the last boom,

but when things
went bust,

he couldn't keep up,
and the layoffs began.

- Well, he didn't lay you off.
- Yeah.

Because I was helping him
keep the doors open,

even if that meant
trimming the fat

to the bone.
Your father took on

the work of half
a dozen people.

He even paid the bills himself.

Wasn't that your job?

It used to be...

until things got tight.

And after that,
I would just transfer

the funds into an account,

and he would distribute
the money as he saw fit.

And let me guess-- you ain't got
a clue where that money went.

He didn't tell me.

And I didn't ask.

We trusted
each other.

I knew he was doing

everything he could to save
Lasalle Enterprises.

And when he got back
from Jamaica, there was

an optimism
in his eyes

that I hadn't seen
in a really long time.

Jamaica?

My father? Since when?

Yeah, he went
right before he died.

Why would someone go on vacation

when their business is
on the verge of collapse?

Triton has a long history

of steamrolling smaller
fishing communities,

and Brett Wilkins

is the field general.

Arrests for harassment
intimidation, stalking.

But the cases are
always tossed.

Yeah, well, thanks
to Triton's deep legal pockets.

This is a war for total
industry dominance.

Hey, Doc.

Ah, you're just in time.

It appears

Petty Officer Trang
did drown,

but not in the Gulf.

I found potable water
in his lungs.

- He drowned on land?
- The lung tissue

showed signs of cold burn,

which suggests extended contact
with ice water.

Bruising on the back
of his neck is the result

of being...

held under for some time.

What about this imprint on
his face-- looks like a...

a pattern?

Impression marks.

Something was pressed

against the skin

after his death.

Trang may have
given us a clue

straight from Davy
Jones' Locker.

Do you have any idea
how weird you are?

Yes.

So, I took a mold
of Trang's facial muscles,

and I enhanced
the imprint.

Asian characters.

Vietnamese logograms,
to be exact.

Yeah, and when translated,
it means...

- New Dawn.
- His uncle's boat.

Yeah.

We're too late.

If there was any evidence
on board, it's gone now.

It's Triton!

You know this is Triton!

Triton!

Why are you keeping me here?

- I am the victim.
- You recognize this, Mr. Trang?

It's the New Dawn
commemoration plaque.

Yeah. Aaron's
dead body was lying on it

before being dumped in
the Gulf from your boat.

- That's not possible.
- GPS shows

two recent
middle-of-the-night trips

to your shrimping grounds.

First trip
was three nights ago.

The next was the night
Aaron was killed.

Aaron was like a son to me.

I would never hurt him.

Mr. Trang, I believe that.

But I also think you know more
than you're telling us.

I have the utmost respect

for your loyalty to your family.

It reminds me a lot of my own.

But the best way
for you to honor Aaron

is to help us find his killer.

He came to me.

Wanted to clear
the air between us.

Then he asked to
borrow the boat.

But only that one time.

Did he say why he needed it?

Only that he was trying
to save our way of life.

Aaron and I had
our differences,

but I'll always be proud of him.

He deserved better than this.

You're right, Mr. Trang, he did.

Man, it look like
your pop's Jamaica trip

wasn't a onetime thing.

He was flying down
every couple of months.

Why didn't he tell me?

My guess is he was trying
to protect you.

From what?
And why Jamaica?

To cover up his
real destination.

You don't have to protect me, P.

I want to know.

Grand Cayman.

It's only an hour charter
out of Kingston.

That old selfish son of a...

Hang on, now, Christopher.

We don't have the
full story yet.

No, I'm done pretending, King.

All right, Beau Lasalle
was as guilty as sin.

Set himself up
a secret retirement fund

in a untouchable Cayman bank.

Let the truth come out.

All right, the family name can
be mud, but not the company.

These are good, honest,
hardworking people.

Need to make this right

so Lasalle Enterprises
stays afloat.

How?

Gonna find every penny
my father stole

and pay off those taxes.

I'm going to see Leila Addison.

If she didn't help
steal the money,

maybe she can help get it back.

Hey. Ginny.

Special Agent Pride.

I thought you were working
from home today.

I am.

Just came by to grab a
few files off my desk.

Top secret project?

It's a practice test
for night school.

The phones have been dead,

so I figured...
- That's okay.

I won't tell the boss.

What you got?

Masters in Criminology?

With an emphasis
in investigative technique,

procedure and evidence.

Good for you.

I only have
three semesters left.

Well, don't let
me slow you down.

Ginny, you might want

to check number six.

I think it's a trick question.

Gregorio.

- Pride.
- Hey.

So, this is how
the other half lives. Fancy.

Well, it's not the
NCIS squad room,

but it has a certain charm.

If you say so.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

I just need
some perspective on a case.

The murdered Naval
Research officer?

Yeah. The victim's uncle is
a legit suspect, but I just...

it just doesn't
feel right in my gut.

What does Hannah think?

She's on the same page.

Sounds like you already got

all the perspective
you really need.

Maybe.

Or maybe I just missed
your face.

I miss yours, too.

Hannah's great.
She's just not you.

Maybe...
maybe that's a good thing.

And it balances out
the boy/girl ratio,

and I'm pretty sure
Sebastian's afraid of her.

That's a win-win situation.

If you say so.

You're worried about Lasalle?

It's that obvious?

You could call.

Yeah, no, he's got a lot
on his plate.

I was hoping
you could fill me in.

Doesn't look too good
for him right now,

but Chris is a fighter.

Hell, yeah, he is.

Yeah. One way or another,

he's gonna get the answers he needs.
- Yeah.

I just hope whatever
those answers are,

he can live with them.

I know why Aaron Trang

was borrowing the New Dawn.

He was collecting water
samples from the Gulf.

He submitted
them to Navy ONR

for testing.

Location tags tie them

to Vietnamese
fishing waters.

He was trying to find

evidence of
the contamination.

That was the proof that someone
was poisoning the waters.

Yeah, except he
didn't find any.

The water samples were clean.

Then how are the Vietnamese
losing so much of their hauls?

Because they were being
sabotaged somewhere else.

Why poison

100 miles' worth
of open water

when you can get the job done
in a single location?

The processing plant.
Triton's offer was refused,

so they're closing the deal
a different way.

If Aaron
traced the sabotage

to the plant,
Wilkins could've eliminated him,

framed his uncle
for the murder.

Sebastian and I
will head to the plant.

Look for evidence
that links back to Triton.

I'll dig deeper
into Wilkins.

Bye, buddy.
Have a good day, okay?

- I will.
- I love you.

I love you, too.

Nice school.

Most expensive one
in the parish.

We've already danced
this dance, Agent Lasalle.

I didn't steal any money.

Tell me how a church bookkeeper
affords private school.

My son is gifted.

His academic achievements
awarded him a scholarship,

which is something
that I'm very proud of.

I may need to verify that
with the school administrator.

You can do
whatever the hell you want.

I am done defending myself

for something that I didn't do.

No, you're right.

You're not the bad guy.

I'm sorry.

But my father was.

What?

Well, he stole everything
from the employees

he said he loved like family.

Only person he really loved
was himself.

No. Beau wouldn't do that.

Well, the evidence
suggests otherwise.

I knew your father
as well as I knew anyone,

and I have never met a finer man
in my life.

Help me find the money.

Prove me wrong about my father.

My parents are mortified.

If the contamination is really
happening in our own house,

they blame themselves.
- No, tell them it's not their fault.

Do you know this man?

We all know Wilkins.
When we refused

to sell out to Triton,
he tried to intimidate us.

- And you stood your ground.
- My people are resilient,

but I'm afraid

without this plant
and the local fishermen,

our community won't survive.

Mr. Dao, what's security
like here? You have guards

or surveillance cameras?

We process shrimp,
not state secrets.

Well, I'll do a sweep
for forensic evidence,

but I'm assuming
the place is sanitized daily.

Per regulation.

Still our best bet, Sebastian.

I'll go get my kit

and then I'll contact
the Coast Guard.

Maybe get their pollution
inspection team out here

to help out.
- That's Dith Trang.

I don't think that bat's
for playing baseball.

Hey! What the hell
are you doing?

That's my truck!

NCIS! Everybody break it up!

Break it up! Hey!

Industrial acetone.

This stuff works
as well as gasoline

when you're starting a fire.

Especially on a boat.

That's not mine.

Chemical signature
of the acetone

found in your truck

matched what was used

- to torch Dith Trang's boat.
- And conveniently

destroyed any evidence
on board that would point

to his nephew's killer.

I don't know how
that got in my truck.

I didn't start any fires,
and I sure as hell

didn't kill anyone.

Just like you haven't
been sabotaging

the Vietnamese fishermen.
L-Ike I told you,

Triton's not involved
with any of this mess.

Your company is not
in this room,

Mr. Wilkins.
It's just you.

At the end of the day,
they'll say you acted alone,

hang you out to dry.

Unless I give you
a bigger fish to fry.

Is that what we're doing here?

Tell us who ordered you

to go after the Dao family
and silence Aaron Trang,

we could probably make a deal.

That sounds really good.

Problem is,
I'm... not... involved.

Somebody's settin' me up.

Yeah, well,
the evidence says otherwise.

Aside from the acetone,

we got witness statements
here about your

past harassment.

Look, home office wasn't happy

with the Daos' refusal to sell.

Maybe we put
a little extra pressure.

Contaminating shrimp
isn't extra pressure.

It's sabotage.

Corporate told me
to back off weeks ago.

They're already negotiating
with another facility

over on Grand Isle.

One that won't
play games.

What does that mean?

Triton only tried
to buy the Daos' plant

because we heard
they were courting offers.

Next thing we know,
it's off the market.

Heard from who?

Word on the dock spreads as fast
as word on the street,

especially
with gossip like this.

It may not
look like much,

but that processing plant's
worth a fortune.

The Daos would never
sell their family plant.

Mm-hmm. Question
is, who would?

You sure
it's the same routing number?

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you for your time.

What did he do
for the Andersons?

Medical bills
for their boy's surgery,

paid in full.

Well, Charlie Anderson always
did made Beau laugh.

So your father did
embezzle the money, but he's

gifting it back to his employees
from beyond the grave?

Mm, guilty as charged.

All payments coming
from the Caymans.

But any luck figuring out
who's sending the money?

Every gift tracks back
to the same bank.

Now, it'll take me some time
to crack their security,

that is...
if you even want me to.

Dad's still here, trying
to make this right.

Told you he didn't keep
that money for himself.

Just kept it from the IRS.
Yeah.

Well, noble as
all this is,

the government's not gonna
give you a pass on those taxes.

Well, some of this money--
we can get it back.

The employees...

They'll understand.

Yeah,
they weren't just employees.

They were family.

This guy's a monster,
even towards his own family.

After Eddie's parents
shot down Triton's offer,

he went behind their backs

and petitioned the court
for power of attorney.

Yeah. Claims his
parents were unfit

to run their own
processing plant.

Court rejected the claim,
so it looks like

he found a new angle
to force the sale.

- Well, points for ambition, huh?
- Learned it in New York.

Swam with the venture capital
sharks, but never found funding.

And when his parents
got in the way,

he started sabotaging
their livelihood.

Aaron was trying
to stop him.

Yeah. And we know
how that turned out.

- Mm-hmm.
- How do we get this guy?

It's all theory right now.

Eddie's been really good
at covering his tracks.

Mm-hmm.

Dith Trang just called.
Amy's missing again.

He thinks she's gonna make
another move against Triton.

Amy has no idea
she's fighting the wrong enemy.

Eddie's the one
ripping their community apart.

And Triton's done
showing mercy.

This could be really
dangerous for her.

Okay. Stay on Eddie.
Our theory's sound,

but we need some
real evidence.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna try the impossible and
convince a teenager she's wrong.

Whatever you think
you're doing,

just don't.

I have to be the one.

It has to be me.

For Aaron.

I won't let you stop me
from killing Eddie.

Amy,

you're gonna give me the gun,
okay?

No.

Yeah, Amy.

You're gonna lower the gun.

You're gonna hand
it to me, okay?

I'm gonna make sure
that you don't screw up

the rest of your life, okay?

It's non-negotiable.

How did you know
it was Eddie?

My dad told me that Aaron was
dumped from the New Dawn,

and I did what you couldn't
and asked around the docks.

'Cause word on the dock spreads

as fast as it does
on the street, huh?

Night Aaron died,
people saw him with Eddie.

I just knew.

They were best friends
when they were kids.

Went out on our boat
all the time.

Things changed.

Because Aaron joined the Navy?
No.

Aaron never stopped being proud
of who we are,

but Eddie hated
where we come from.

He got out.

Resented coming back.

Aaron paid the price.

If you're looking for justice
for your family...

this is not the way.

Then how?

I'll show you, okay?

If you trust me.

Eddie?

Geez.

Amy. You scared me.

I thought I was all by myself.

Sorry. Wasn't trying
to sneak up on you.

Gregorio says that deputies are
holding a five-block perimeter,

so if anything goes south,
they'll be ready.

Yeah, I'm hoping it won't.

Okay, then.
What are you doing here?

I know that our waters
are not contaminated.

Our shrimp are being poisoned
at this plant,

and you're the one doing it.

Where did you get that from?

Aaron.

He told me everything.

And I know you were with him
the night that he died.

- She's poking the bear.
- It's all right. Give her a minute.

Have you told anyone
else about this?

No one.

You're like family, Eddie.

I needed to hear it
from you first.

Tell me
what happened that night.

I thought
he understood what was at stake,

what I'm fighting
to protect.

We're clinging to a way
of life that's dying,

and if we don't adapt,
we cease to exist.

That doesn't explain
why Aaron's dead.

He confronted me
about the sabotage.

I tried to convince him

that change was best
for all of us.

The money I'm going to make
from selling this plant

can go back into the community.

Still not telling me
what happened.

He stood in the
way of progress,

and I couldn't let that happen.

He pushed me,
I pushed him back.

He hit his head
on the side of the boat,

fell over.

But he was already dead
before he was on the boat.

How did you know that?

I...

Damn it.
Got to get in there.

You talked to the cops.

Eddie... just...

just give me a moment
to explain it to you.

Eddie, let her go!

You're okay.

Come on. You okay?

You're okay.

It's okay, Amy.

May I?

You're a very brave
young woman.

Aaron would've done
the same for me.

Then you honor
his legacy, Amy.

You be the woman you know
he wanted you to be.

You need any advice,
you call me.

Okay?

Thank you.
Thank you.

Got to be honest with you,
Special Agent Lasalle.

I'm really hoping
to hear some good news from you.

Please...

tell me you found the money.

Well, the money my dad took--
it's gone for good.

I am sorry to hear that.

We were all hoping
for a different outcome.

Does Lasalle Enterprises
have enough cash on hand

to cover the first payment?

No, ma'am, we do not.

Then you're in a tough spot.

Until the debt is cleared,
you'll have to hold on

to his badge.

Don't think
that'll be necessary.

Connor's gonna
miss this school.

He's not
going anywhere.

He belongs here.
He's staying.

Tuition paid with
ill-gotten gains...

I can't.

It's not ill anymore.

I'm squarin' it
with the IRS.

You're shutting down
the company, aren't you?

We liquidate, may just
break even with the government.

But those assets
are your inheritance.

They never belonged to me.

They belonged to my father's
family. All of you.

Hmm.

You know, he talked
about you all the time.

Bragged to anybody
who would listen

about his boy who was
out there saving the world.

I know you two
had your issues,

but he was so
proud of you.

Thank you, Miss Addison.

Chris?

I don't really have
a lot friends

here anymore.

Would you like to join Connor
and me for supper tonight?

Ah, thanks for the invite,
but I couldn't.

Well, now,
wait a minute.

You don't even know
what I'm cookin' yet.

Barbecue brisket,
fresh pecan pie.

Now, only a crazy person would
turn down an offer like that.

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