All language subtitles for NCIS.New.Orleans.S05E08.HDTV.x264-KILLERS

Left, left, left, right, left.

Left, left, left, right, left.

Mama, Mama, don't you cry.

Mama, Mama, don't you cry.

Marine Corps motto
is do or die.

Marine corps motto is...
Detail, halt.

Left face.

Ready? One.

Two.

Three. Four.

Come on, five more.

Give 'em all you got!

Come on, Torres,

you can do this,
all right?

Excuse me, did I tell
you to stop moving?!

Detail, a-ten-hut!

Right face.

Double time march!

Go!

on, Torres. Pick it up.
You can do this.

Let's go.

Come on, don't slow down now.
I want to see you hustle!

Hustle, come on!
Double time. Let's...

♪ NCIS:New Orleans 5x08 ♪
Close to Home
Original Air Date on November 20, 2018

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♪ You gotta come on. ♪

Ooh, those kouign-amann
smell like heaven on earth.

Well, they better.

I was up at 4:00 to
bake them this morning.

- Mm.
- Labor of love.

You're really taking
to your work.

Yeah, good job, good people.
All thanks to you.

Well, I've spent a fortune
in this place over the years.

Alma hired you to
protect my investment.

I don't care, you need to leave.

- Not until I talk to him.
- He's not here.

- Where is Mateo?
- I told you.

- What's that about?
- Alma won't say.

It's not the first time
that dude's been around.

You need to leave me alone.

Maybe I should introduce myself.

Or maybe that would
just cause trouble.

I got my eyes open. I'll let
you know if there's a problem.

- If you say so.
- I do.

In the meantime,
you owe me $26.50.

Whoa. No family discount?

I treat every
customer the same.

Trying to keep
this job, remember?

- Mm. Morning, Steven.
- Dwayne.

Tell me you're on your way.

- I'm on my way.
- For real?

Because it doesn't sound like
you're driving.

20 minutes out.

Our meeting with the team

from the I.G.'s office
starts in 15.

Well, then chances are

I will be late.

What should I tell them?

Tell them I'm bringing them

a couple boxes
of the best pastries

in New Orleans.

They better be good.

Trouble with the work wife?

Nothing but, uh, domestic bliss.

Keep the change, Jimmy.

I'm late.

Well, hey.

- Hey.
- Thanks, Gregorio.

Don't thank me yet.

It's straight from
the teacher's lounge.

Blech.

- That bad?
- No, not the coffee,

high school. Bad mojo.

Really? I would've pegged you
as one of the cool kids.

Yeah, my parents were
adjunct college professors.

Meant a new town
every few semesters.

I had three high schools,
four years.

Always the new girl.

- Bad hair and braces.
- You wouldn't have one of those

yearbook pictures
lying around, would you?

- Mm-mm.
- Burned them all.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Sergeant Kate Dunn.

Penetrating stab wounds
and a bloody knife

suggests a rather
vicious scenario.

Killer left the murder weapon.
Amateur move.

I'm not sure they had a choice.

The blade is lodged
in the T8 vertebrae.

It's difficult and
time consuming to remove.

I'm guessing the suspect

didn't stick around
long enough to be seen.

Yeah, well, hopefully
they left behind some DNA.

Sergeant Dunn
teach at this school?

JROTC instructor.
She was on a training run

this morning with
her 12-person unit.

- Dozen potential witnesses.
- Or suspects.

These programs
are designed

to push students
to their limits.

Maybe Dunn pushed one
of her's too far.

I almost signed up for JROTC,

junior year.

Yeah, you wouldn't have lasted
five minutes.

My mom said the same thing
with the same tone.

We need to interview
every kid in Dunn's unit.

Guess we're going
back to high school.

Nobody heard anything,
nobody saw anything,

and not one of these kids
said please or thank you.

Oh, my God, I'm becoming my
parents. Anyway, bottom line is

none of them noticed
that Dunn was missing

until they got back to the locker room.
- Yeah,

then they went back to class
like nothing ever happened.

Teenagers, huh?

Bunch of moody,
hormonal sociopaths.

Agreed, but in their defense,

their frontal lobes
aren't fully developed yet.

Hey, is this

the place where I'm supposed
to be interviewed?

- Yeah, an hour ago.
- I know I'm late.

I just kind of freaked out,
you know?

I have a chem test
third period.

Think you could
write me a note?

Why don't we talk first.
You're...?

Mari Foster.

I'm Special Agent Khoury.

This is Special
Agent Gregorio.

Why don't you
turn that off

and tell us about
Sergeant Dunn, huh.

Listen, I'm only in JROTC
for extracurriculars.

It's not my life or anything.

Duly noted, but Sergeant Dunn

was stabbed 50 feet
away from you.

- I didn't see anything.
- Fair enough.

Let me ask you something else.

Renjun, Jeno, or Chenle?
Who's the best?

None of them.
It's Mark, obviously.

What are, what are these names?

It's K-pop.
And how do you know them?

Oh, I don't just know them,
I hung out with them

when I used to live
in Busan.

- What the hell is K-pop?
- Korean pop music.

It's kind of a big deal,
Gregorio. I'll school her later.

About Sergeant Dunn now.

Did she have any issues

with anyone in the unit?

I mean... no?

Is that a question?

I just don't want to, like,
profile or anything,

but if I had to say,
Mateo was sort of extra.

- Mateo Diaz?
- Extra how?

He's got no family.

Moved here from
Central America by himself.

They say he killed someone back
home and came here to hide out.

Sounds like a rumor to me.

Look, you asked, I told you,
and Sergeant Dunn was always

pulling him
to the side, so...

Mateo Diaz wasn't
in school today.

He hasn't been around all week.

May be a rumor
worth looking into.

All right, thanks.

We'll keep looking.

Mateo Diaz lives
in a boarding house.

Hasn't showed up
in a week.

Can you imagine
being 17,

living 2,000 miles away
from home all alone?

But it makes him and guys
like him a prime target

for gang recruitment.

Giving them something
to belong to.

I'm not sure Mateo fits the
gang profile. Check this out.

Honor roll, AP classes,
extracurriculars.

Works two jobs.
A bike shop in the afternoons,

bakery in the mornings.

Not just any bakery, Desiree's.

Yeah, by the Trutone.
I love that place.

Come on, I'll drive.

Nope, I got this.
You keep digging.

All right, well,
just get me, like,

a-a muffin or something, okay?
I didn't have breakfast.

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Sorry. Oh... I hate to miss
a second of this party,

but, um, I do need to take this.

Sorry. That looks good,
though. I like that.

Christopher, I owe you one.

Happy to hear it, King,

'cause I'm gonna call
on that favor right now.

What do you got?

A JROTC instructor
murdered this morning.

I'm trying to track down
a student who could be involved.

Works at Desiree's.
Mateo Diaz?

- You know him?
- Eh, just in passing.

He works with Jimmy
in the mornings.

Well, that's more than
what Jimmy would tell me.

He shut down before I could ask
a single question. Alma, too.

Gets a little shy around
a badge. Old habits die hard.

I figured helping
saving his life

would've bought me
some goodwill.

King, I know you're busy,

but could you call him?
Ask him to cooperate?

I mean, I need to find
this kid ASAP.

I'll do you one better.

Mateo hasn't shown up for work

the last few days.
That's all I know.

- This normal behavior for him, Alma?
- No.

He's a good kid,
always prompt.

You think something's wrong?

All right,
so he hasn't

been to school
or his boarding house.

Any idea where
he could be staying?

No.

Who he could be staying with?

- No.
- You sure?

Look, whatever Mateo's into,
Alma got nothing to do with it.

So let her get back
to work now, huh?

Yeah, of course.
Go ahead, Alma.

Thank you.

Not you, Jimmy.

Have a seat.

If I knew anything, I'd say so.

Why is Alma so scared?

Who says she's scared?

We got a murdered Marine,
Mateo is missing,

and no one is talking.

We're not
the enemies here.

Every time I've heard a cop say
that, my life's gotten worse.

You've never heard me say that.

Look, I know you care
about Mateo and Alma,

but if you think
he's in trouble,

trusting us
is the best way to help.

You're not the only ones
trying to find him.

The punk you saw
with Alma this morning,

he's looking for him, too.

Gang related?

I don't know. Probably.

That's not Mateo's style.

We need to
find him, Jimmy.

The way you're acting makes me
feel like you know where he is.

Jimmy says Mateo
comes here to clear his head.

Strange place to do that.

Yeah. Christopher, up there.

That's Mateo.

Mateo Diaz, we'd
like to ask you some ques...

Hey, Mateo, wait.

Stop!

It's all right, Mateo.

We just want to
talk to you, okay?

We're not gonna hurt you.

NOPD! Nobody move!

Mateo Diaz is a person
of interest

in a homicide investigation.

Yeah, let me save you some time.
He's innocent.

Now, how do you know that?
Because I know Mateo.

- He's my C.I.
- Well, that doesn't mean

he's not involved.

We question him
back at NCIS.

- I can't let him go anywhere with you.
- Just hold on.

Who's Mateo informing on?

The Aztec Kings.

You're telling me
a Central American gang

is operating in New Orleans?

Yeah. They're everywhere.

It's true, Christopher.

The National Gang
Intelligence Center says

they're in 12 American cities.

And this young man is
doing his part

to track and dismantle them
from the inside.

And I appreciate that,

but the fact of the matter is
he could have information

about the murder
of a JROTC instructor.

Sergeant Dunn is dead?

She is.

You need to tell us
everything you know.

Mateo, don't say a word.

Carter, what's your
problem, man?

I got to get him off the streets
before the Aztec Kings find out

that he's talking
to law enforcement.

If keeping this boy safe
is a priority,

I assure you NCIS is a much
better place to do it right now.

We'll sort it out together.

Okay.

But I'm coming with you.

Sergeant Dunn was
a tough instructor.

Other kids in your unit said
you were singled out.

No, it wasn't
like that at all.

Then tell me what
it was like.

She was the only one
who ever listened.

The only one who gave a crap
about what was happening to me.

Just take your time.

My family sent me here.

The government
granted me asylum...

...to get away from
the Aztec Kings back home.

To escape the violence.

Hardworking, conscientious,
honor student.

I'm sure your family's proud.

But there's no escaping
the Aztec Kings.

They were here, too.
They found me.

Forced you to join.

I had to move drugs for them,
or they would kill my parents.

You told Sergeant Dunn?

I wanted a future, to be free.

She introduced me
to Officer Carter.

Said he could help me get out.

If you became a C.I.

Mm-mm. That was my idea.

You volunteered?

Mm-hmm.

Somebody has to fight back.

So why not me?

You want to maybe
take a break from pacing?

I'm exhausted just watching you.

You have no idea how dangerous
the Aztec Kings are.

No? They were formed

as a narcotics distribution arm
of the Guatemalan Sinaloas

and evolved into the most brutal
gang in Central America.

In the States,
they run drugs,

contract murders,
extort local communities.

We also know
how rare it is

to get current members to flip.

Compromised informants
usually turn up in pieces.

That's if they turn up at all.

Which is exactly why
I need to keep Mateo's cover

from being blown.

Well, it may be
too late for that.

Mateo has been ditching
school and work

because the Aztec Kings
are looking for him,

not because he killed
Sergeant Dunn.

Then who did?

Sergeant Dunn
introduced me to Mateo.

If the Aztec Kings found out
that he was a C.I.,

they could have
gone after her.

We have to get Mateo
into protective custody.

No, no, y-you turn him over
to the Feds,

they'll deport him
back to Guatemala.

He's just a scared kid.

With an affiliation
to a known street gang.

It's a violation of his
conditional asylum status.

So this kid is screwed because
he tried to do the right thing?

Not if the D.A.

gives him a plea deal
in exchange for testimony

against the Kings.

Which is where
I'll take him now.

Okay, he is safer here
in custody with us

until it's all sorted out.

Assuming Mateo is
no longer a suspect

in Sergeant Dunn's murder.

Yeah, he's not.

Then you have no authority
to keep him here.

- He's coming with me.
- No, he's not.

Gregorio, he's right.

Just get him to the D.A.
as quick as you can.

You need anything,
you let us know.

You can go out the back.

No one will see you that way.

Please keep him safe.

Sergeant Dunn was
one of the good ones.

Nail the scum that
did this to her.

So, we're thinking
the Aztec Kings

killed Dunn as punishment
for turning Mateo.

They want to send
a message to anyone

that wants to betray them.

Both sound theories,

but we need hard evidence
to connect the Aztec Kings

to Sergeant Dunn's murder.

I know you need to get
back to Belle Chasse

and the DoD team;
I'll keep you posted.

Thompson can handle the DoD.

I'm not going anywhere.

I hope you found
some evidence

that leads us back
to the Aztec Kings.

You tell me,
Christopher.

This attack was premeditated

with the intent to inflict
maximum damage.

Both her lungs were punctured,
leading to a hemothorax,

ensuring there was no possible
way she could scream for help.

Well, that definitely fits
the Aztec Kings' M.O.,

but it's not the
direct link we need.

Well, you ask and I deliver.

So, it turns out that
the Aztec Kings have

a very specific
initiation ceremony.

Each member is given
a homemade knife

that's very similar
to our murder weapon here.

What's the star etching
on the blade for?

Well, that represents
the gang member's name.

So, each knife is
personalized.

So, if we find the person
who owns this particular one...

Then we find
Sergeant Dunn's killer.

Meet the New Orleans
Aztec Kings.

We've compiled everything
we can through social media.

Don't quite look like
a typical gang.

They present nice
and neat to avoid

being hassled by
law enforcement.

They don't communicate
typically either.

Every move they make is
shared through benign posts.

Coded communication about
their criminal activity.

A party they're throwing
might be a drug deal.

Wishing someone a happy birthday
might be a hit.

- Or so we think.
- Who needs burner phones

when you can distribute drugs
and orchestrate a murder over social media?

Sebastian's broken
some of the code,

but hasn't flagged any chatter
about Mateo or Sergeant Dunn.

Well, what about
the murder weapon?

Sebastian's working through
the NGIC gang-member database

to match the knife
symbol to a name.

And, as you can see,
it's gonna take some time.

Okay, h-hang on, hang on.

Go back, go back one.

The guy who was

harassing Alma
at the bakery this morning

looking for Mateo.

Leo Reyes.
He's a shot-caller.

We got an address?

I'll get an address
from the MAG Unit.

Call from the car.

You two must be lost.

This is private property.

Not looking for trouble, Leo.

Just want to talk.

I'm Special Agent Pride.

I know who you are.

Navy cop, right?

I don't see any ships
around here, though.

We're gonna need you
to come with us, Leo.

- No.
- It's not a request.

If you were here to arrest me,
I'd be in cuffs,

and you'd have backup.

What do you know about Marine
Corps Sergeant Katie Dunn?

Nothing. We finished?

She was stabbed to death
with a knife like you

and all your friends have
tucked in their belts.

Must be a coincidence.

Thanks for dropping by.

Coincidence, huh?

Like the coincidence
of you being

at Desiree's this morning
looking for Mateo Diaz?

Mateo's like family, man.

He hasn't been around.
Kind of worried.

Wouldn't you be?

I don't force my family
to commit felonies on my behalf.

You got us all wrong, friend.

The Aztec Kings are
a social club.

We're all about
peace and love, right?

But I promise you,

when we do find Mateo...

we'll tell him you said hello.

You're gonna leave
that kid alone, you understand?

Otherwise, you and me,
we're gonna have problems.

I think you're the one
with the problem right now.

Pride, behind the house!

I can't believe those kids
shot at a federal agent.

Yeah, if they'd wanted
to hit us, they would have.

It was just a distraction
so they could get away.

So you didn't catch any?

By the time NOPD got there,

Reyes and his crew were
just scattered in the wind.

Where's Pride?

On his way to the D.A.'s office
to check on Mateo.

He's not gonna
find him there.

Yeah, Mateo's
asylum I.D. number

just pinged at an
ICE detention center.

There's got to be
some Aztec Kings there.

Yeah, there's also a lot
of really good kids

there, too, just caught up
in a bad situation.

Wait, Officer Carter was
supposed to take him

straight to the D.A.'s office.

How did they end up
at a detention center?

I'm guessing that's
a question for Carter.

He's the one who
brought him there.

Son of a bitch lied to us all.

- I want to know why.
- Yeah, so do I.

But he's not answering
his phone,

and he hasn't checked in to his
NOPD shift supervisor either.

We got to find them.

First, we need to get Mateo
out of detention.

I'm already calling Pride.

I can't transfer custody of any
detainees without authorization

from the Office of the Principal
Legal Advisor.

Well, I can't get
that authorization

without a criminal informant
agreement from his NOPD handler

who, at the moment, is MIA.

Then my hands are tied.
I'm sorry.

Mateo Diaz has got
a target on his back.

The Aztec Kings will take him
out the first chance they get.

Which is why we have him
in segregated custody,

per your request.

No other detainees
can get to him in here.

I'm sorry, I just need
to check it out for myself.

Here you go.

Now you'll see Mateo
is perfectly safe and sound.

That's not Mateo Diaz.

Wait, how did
they lose a human being?

According to Pride,
the administrator claims

it was an accident.
- No. No way.

The Aztec Kings must've had
a-a guard working on the inside.

Well, either way, Mateo's
in general population now.

It's only a matter of time
before the gang gets to him.

There are a thousand detainees
in that facility.

And when Pride finds him, we
need to help him get Mateo out.

That's gonna be another problem.
Just got back from NOPD.

- Still no sign of Carter?
- Nope. And whatever agreement

Carter and Mateo had
doesn't seem to exist.

Well, there must be
an official C.I. record.

It's NOPD protocol.

Only thing Carter filed on Mateo
was pending felony charges.

Okay, I am not liking this guy.

- You and me both.
- Carter is credited

with at least two dozen Aztec
King arrests because of Mateo.

Why would they keep it hidden?

It's not the arrests
he's interested in.

Take a look at the Aztec King
cases he made.

These are all
felonies that got

kicked down
to misdemeanors.

Most of these guys
did-did minimal time.

'Cause the evidence
keeps getting misplaced.

Cash, drugs, guns.

The whole kit and
caboodle, all gone.

Tens of thousands worth.

So Carter's been
busting the Aztec Kings

but then keeping everything
valuable for himself?

These arrests are
a dog and pony show.

The longer the Kings
stay in business,

the richer Carter gets.

Yeah. He never had any intention
of shutting them down.

And Mateo's about
to pay the price.

Wait a minute.

Look at the markings
on that knife.

It's the same one that was used
to stab Sergeant Dunn.

Yeah, which was stolen out of
the evidence locker a week ago.

And the original owner
is still in the Parish jail.

Why would Carter kill
Sergeant Dunn

and make it look
like the Kings did it?

She must have figured out
that he was dirty,

threatened to turn him in.
- This guy's

a disgrace to the badge. I'm
gonna take him down personally.

Right there with you,
Christopher. Let's get a BOLO

out on this guy.
- BOLO won't be necessary.

Wade just found Carter.

Jefferson Parish sheriffs found
him dumped in the park.

He was stripped naked.

Displayed for everyone to see.

Yes, and the
knife wounds

are consistent
with the style of blade

that killed Sergeant Dunn.

Except this time,
it really was the Aztec Kings.

Gang justice served
at its worst.

If Pride doesn't find Mateo
soon, he'll be next.

Guard, I need your help.

I'm in danger.

They're going to kill me.

No.

Where are you going?
Please, wait.

- Drop it!
- Up against the wall now, guys.

It's okay, Mateo.

I got you.

All right?

All right? You're safe.

Pride got to Mateo just in time.

Aztec Kings were about
to take him out.

He's in Pride's custody now.

Well, where is Pride
taking him?

He didn't get specific.
Somewhere off the grid.

Smart move considering Carter
was dirty and at least one guard

was on the Aztec Kings' payroll.

So he's with Mateo all alone?

No. His brother's with him.
Why Jimmy?

Mateo was rattled
after the attack.

Pride thought it would give him
comfort to see a familiar face.

Well, none of them are safe
until we get Leo Reyes

and his crew in cuffs.

Start with the crooked
detention center guard.

Milton Gordon. Lasalle's
bringing him in now.

Hey, maybe he could
lead us to Reyes.

We won't give him a choice.

Thompson,
I'm sorry about yesterday.

Do you have any idea
how hard it was explaining

to our very important guests
why you never came back?

I'm sure you found an artful
and diplomatic way to do it.

Did my best assuring them
you'd be here today

for their presentation.

Uh, yeah. A-About that...

Please tell me you're not still
micromanaging this gang case.

What I'm doing
is protecting a witness

who's trying to stand up
against all odds.

Assuming this is the detainee
you removed

from an ICE center
without authorization?

You heard about that, huh?

All morning long, Pride.

You're gonna hear about it, too.

He needed to be removed
from the situation ASAP.

You have 50 special agents
at your disposal to get it done.

Why do you need to be the one

to personally save him?
- You want the truth?

Considering I'm covering
your ass with mine,

I think I deserve it.

Pretty sure
he's one of the reasons

I came back from the dead.

Okay. Next time, lie to me.

Deal. If you promise to make
things right with the OPLA,

get Mateo
in my official custody.

Perfect. Now all I have to do

is find an artful and diplomatic
way to get it done.

Thank you, Steven.

Oh, don't thank me yet.

Hush puppies, catfish
and boudin.

All essential
food groups covered.

Yes, please. I am starving.

- Here you go, Mateo.
- No, thank you.

I am not hungry.

Have a few bites at least.

You haven't eaten
since yesterday, son.

- I'm not your son.
- Hey, kid.

Dwayne's on your side here.

No, no, come on.
It's okay, Jimmy.

Look, he's been acting
more like an adult

than most of the adults
around him.

You're no one's
son or kid now.

I get it. But we're still gonna
help you, though.

That I promise.

Sergeant Dunn said
the same thing.

So did Officer Carter.

You see where
it got them?

Well, Officer Carter played you.

He played Dunn, too.

But we got your back.

No one's gonna touch you now.

You and who else
has got my back?

Well, the two of us, Mateo.
For now.

I am not safe in detention.

I'm not safe with the NOPD.

But somehow, I am safe
with the two of you?

Dwayne happens
to be bulletproof.

Bit of an exaggeration,
but, uh...

Come on.

Where exactly are you taking me?

Oh, someplace real special.

You're gonna love it.

Everyone deserves
the benefit of the doubt,

with a few key exceptions.

Crooked cops are
on the top of the list.

Hey. I didn't hear the
kid calling for help.

It was an honest mistake.

Just like it was
an honest mistake

switching Mateo's file
with another detainee's?

You can't prove I did that.

Don't have to.

You'll never see a judge.

'Cause when the Aztec Kings

hear you ratted
them out,

they'll take care of you.

Man, I haven't said a word.

Try convincing Leo Reyes.

He seems, uh,
like the reasonable type.

Look,

if I help you,
you're gonna protect me, right?

Depends on what you got to say.

Look, I was just trying
to make ends meet.

Keep food on the table.

You live alone in a two-room
apartment off the highway.

What ends do you got to meet?

It's just a few extra bucks
to look the other way.

Let those scumbags handle
their business.

You're really testing
my charity here.

All I'm saying is we don't get
involved in their violence.

What do you mean "we"?

Ladies,
Gordon isn't the only guard

in the Aztecs' pocket.

Shift supervisor Roland Webb

followed Pride and Mateo when
they left the detention center.

Reyes may already know
where they are.

We have to warn Pride.

Hey, phone goes
straight to voice mail.

Can't locate him
on cell towers, either.

Wherever he's taking Mateo,
it's got to be in the middle

of nowhere.
- Well, how do we find them?

Social media.

If the Aztec Kings
are going after Mateo,

that's how
they'll spread the word.

I just hope we can
crack the code.

Exactly how I remember it.

Looks like the
house in the movie

with the chainsaw killer
hiding in the basement.

Ah, don't worry,
no basements in New Orleans.

What is this place?

Our pop's old fishing cabin.

Cassius never went fishing
a day in his life.

If he came out here,

it was to lay low
from the cops.

Ah, he went fishing
with me, Dwayne.

Bass, catfish, bowfin.

But that's ancient history
though, right?

Important thing is, we're safe.

Completely isolated out here.

Yeah, maybe too isolated.

There's no cell signal.

I need to check in
with my team.

There used to be
a landline here.

Just got to find
the phone. Come on.

Hold up.

You guys are brothers?

- Half.
- Half.

I know it's here somewhere.

Damn. Wow.

This thing is vintage.

Gift from the old man.

My, um, for my ninth birthday.

Man, I loved that bike.

That's my bike.

Cassius said it was stolen
out of our front yard.

Gave me hell
for not locking it up.

You want it back?

I could
restore it for you.

Make it better than new.

Tell you what, you want
to restore that bike?

It's yours.

Awesome.

- Thank you.
- Oh, the fireplace.

Aha.

Yes.

Ah, still works.

Must be our lucky day.

Hey. You hear something?

Get down!

How the hell'd they find us?

I knew Leo would
never let me go.

Listen to me, Jimmy.
Take Mateo out the back.

The highway's got to
be, like, a half mile.

- Straight through the woods.
- What about you?

I'm gonna stay here;
I'll buy us some time.

No, no, no, no,
I'm not leaving you behind.

- It's not a request, Jimmy.
- Sorry, bro. No can do.

You want to take a stand,
we take a stand together.

Jimmy, please.

This isn't about you and me.

This is about saving the life

of a 17-year-old kid.

Plus, I'm bulletproof, remember?

All right, come on.
Go ahead, Mateo.

Don't stop or look back
till you get to the highway.

Dwayne...

Go!

Sebastian, where
are you sending us?

- Ascension Parish. I think.
- Okay, well,

it's 300 square miles; can you
be a little more specific?

Well, it's not exactly easy
breaking the Aztec Kings' code

when I know that
Pride's life's on the line.

Sebastian, you got this.

We all know it,
we just need you to get

much faster than you are.

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

Here, here we go.

Uh, Highway 44
towards the river.

I can guide you in from there.

Leave him!
Get inside the cabin!

Come on, Mateo.

You got to run faster.

I thought you were trying
to be a Marine.

Oh, I twisted my ankle.

Oh, it hurts really bad.

Okay, all right. New plan.

I'm gonna find you a place to hide.

You stay here. You hide.

You stay quiet.

- All right? Quiet.
- Okay.

Leo.

You want me dead?

Here I am.

What part of "stay hidden and
quiet" didn't you understand?

I warned you, Teo.

I told you the penalty
for betraying your family.

You're not my family, Leo.

Not anymore.

You're not gonna
pull the trigger.

I didn't think you had the guts.

Wasn't Mateo.

It was me.

Drop the knife.

I will take you out.

Federal agents!

- Pride, you all right?
- I am now.

Put your hands
on your head. Now!

Move.

Come here.

Get up. Get up!

Get up.

It's over, Mateo.

You're safe.

- Thank you.
- Come on.

Just got off a
conference call

with USCIS and the
U.S. Attorney's Office.

Are they going to amend
Mateo's asylum status?

Even better.

They're wiping his record.

And fast-tracking his
lawful permanent resident's application.

Okay, so he can
start fresh.

Find the better life

he came here for.

Thank you.

Just following
my SAC's orders.

No matter how
unusual they were.

Hey.

Just between us.

Kind of feels good, doesn't it?

Bending rules
for the right reasons?

Uh, excuse me,
Special Agent Pride,

but I followed
exacting procedure

to get Mateo's status adjusted.

Hardly a bent rule to be found.

Fair enough.

And our visitors from the DoD?

Oh, you're gonna want to
thank me for that, too.

I extended their
stay an extra day.

They'll be presenting to you
in the morning.

8:00 a.m.

8:00? Really? That's...

Sharp.

I'll be there.

Aluminum foil will get the rust
right off the frame.

I have an old stem I can use.

Tires... maybe some
upgraded sprockets

and a customized bottom bracket.

I have no idea what
you just said.

But it all sounded
like gravy to me.

Let's get started on
this bike tomorrow.

Maybe.

But I don't know
where I'll be tomorrow.

New city, new school.

I'm becoming a whole new person.

No, no, you're still
the same person.

You're just getting
a second chance

to show the world
what you're made of.

And trust me, that's
the best gift...

that's the best gift there is.

Mateo, I want you to meet my
very dear friend, Dr. Wade.

- Loretta.
- Hello.

- Nice to meet you, ma'am.
- Mm-hmm.

Loretta has two great sons,
Danny and CJ.

My boys are originally
from Hollygrove.

We became a family
a few years back.

- Like adopted?
- That's right.

And I know a few
wonderful foster families

who would be eager to
meet someone like you.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Ah, let's go have a
chat in the kitchen,

help me cut up
these vegetables.

You did
good today, Dwayne.

We did good.

That we did.

Though next time,

you might want to arrive

a couple of minutes before
I get my ass kicked.

Well, I certainly
will consider it.

I'm just saying.
Yeah.

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