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Cold enough out here for you guys?

That's why they call it Canada.

I'm gonna need to take a look.

Yeah. No problem.

Business as usual?

Same old slog.

Just wanna make it home for breakfast.

Okay. Drive safe.

Right on time.

There was a wreck up by Albany.

Otherwise, no traffic at all.

Let's get this truck unloaded.

- Hey. - Hey.

So we find out today if you get

the Sustained Distinguished Service Award.

I'm flattered, but like I said last week,

you really should have nominated somebody else.

You've earned it this year alone,

never mind the previous--

What, quarter century?

Ouch. Is that accurate?

Mm-hmm.

It is.

Well, I'll tell you what, I'm really feeling those years

every morning, getting out of bed.

Yeah, well, yoga helps.

Sincerely, you know, I appreciate it.

There's plenty more deserving agents,

and if I'm being honest, I have made some bad choices

over the years.

Join the club.

Truck driver was shot dead in Rockland County.

Came out of Canada last night, so it becomes transnational.

We get the handle. Let's get Tiffany over there.

I'll fire up the JOC.

- Hey. Thank you. - Hey.

Local birdwatcher was out here, found him.

Once we saw the manifest,

we knew he'd come across the border,

so we called you guys.

Thanks.

Looks like a single kill shot.

The casing's still lying with the body where we found it.

Let's get this casing bagged

and dust the inside and outside of the box truck.

Okay, so we have two sets of footprints

heading back and forth multiple times,

and they stop somewhere around here.

And then there's a new set of tire tracks

that lead out this way.

Okay, so they must have been transferring some sort of load

to another vehicle. - Yeah.

But why out here?

Think drugs?

Any luck?

Traces of cayenne pepper and coffee grounds.

Okay.

Smugglers use them to confuse the dogs.

Thank you.

Vince Duggan.

Formerly of Bay Ridge, Brooklyn.

I'll call it in.

Vince Duggan, blue-collar guy

with a wife and kid out in Brooklyn.

No record to speak of.

Gets involved in smuggling, winds up dead.

Questions--how, why, and most importantly, by whom?

Jordan, I hear DEA has something on this guy.

What do you know?

Duggan popped up on our radar back in 2019.

An informant pinned him as a part-time courier

running drugs for the Fernandez cartel.

Yeah, I bet not too many truck drivers

get wire transfers.

Half a dozen last week for 8,000 and change each,

totaling 50,000.

Cash went through his checking account at Apple Bank.

Can we track that money?

Well, it came from an account in the Canary Islands--

established last week, closed down yesterday.

Pop-up offshore financing,

speaks to a level of sophistication.

All right, so what are we looking at here?

A drug deal gone bad?

Maybe the traffickers don't wanna pay the balance,

cheaper to shoot the courier dead?

Okay, so we are talking about drugs.

Any idea what kind?

Past year, we've seen a big increase in fentanyl

flowing south from Canada. - I hope you're wrong.

Manifest shows there was over 1,000 pounds of cargo

in that truck when it crossed the border.

Two milligrams of fentanyl is a lethal dose.

I'm no mathematician, but we need to make sure a half a ton

of this stuff does not hit our streets.

Where are we with the widow's interview?

She's gonna come in for the interview.

She works at a thrift shop over on Broadway

and doesn't want the FBI coming to her job.

This past week, he's been a little standoffish.

I thought he was--well.

Back when we first got married, he was seeing someone else.

And I thought he was up to his old tricks,

so I followed him.

Okay. And what did you find out?

Nothing romantic.

He just met some guy in a blue van.

What kind of van? Like a minivan?

No, like, um, a cargo type.

So I confronted him. He said it was a side job.

He just wanted to make sure that he could make enough money

so our son could go to college.

Did you get a good look at the guy Vince met?

Height, build?

No. No, I didn't see. He never got out of the van.

Okay, can you tell us

anything else about this meeting?

Where and when?

Um, it was Tuesday.

It was right after noon at a gas station in Red Hook,

across from a CVS.

Okay, I have Duggan waiting

at the gas station in a red SUV.

Okay. Yeah, yeah.

Here comes the blue cargo van.

Let's see if we can find that driver.

All right.

Okay, there he is. Who is that man?

Let's see.

Okay, Omar Hassan, 30s.

Eyes up, folks.

He's got a couple of arrests

for smuggling untaxed cigarettes interstate, assault.

He's got a warrant out for an old smuggling case too.

All right, looks like he could be our killer.

Let's get Maggie and OA over there now.

Right.

Omar Hassan, you're under arrest!

Get up!

I've got a 9-millimeter.

Hey, this is arak--

Middle Eastern liquor.

Maybe he was drinking with his partner in crime.

Could be our other set of footprints

from the murder scene.

Let's bag the glasses.

Take a look at your handiwork.

Never saw that guy.

Well, that's you and that guy.

We matched the shell casing from the murder

to your 9-millimeter.

I'm assuming when we get into your phone,

we'll be able to nail you to the crime scene.

Hassan.

Hey!

So unless you help us ID your partner

and tell us where the drugs are,

it's gonna be the long goodbye for you,

do you understand?

If you have a case against me, make it.

I'm done talking.

Get my lawyer.

Okay, so we have Hassan, we have the murder weapon,

and we have proof that he met with the victim,

which means we have a decent murder case,

but it gets a lot better

if we can place him at the crime scene.

So where are we on the phone? - Uh, encrypted.

Standard issue for a guy moving a half ton of drugs,

but I think I can beat it.

So get cracking.

We need GPS pinning Hassan in Rockland County this morning.

Hey.

I got a hit on the prints at Hassan's apartment.

Mustafa Samir.

This guy is as hardcore as it gets.

Samir was born in Queens and moved to Libya after 9/11,

where he was radicalized.

He has been named in numerous bombing attacks

on American personnel overseas.

His attacks are sophisticated and ruthless.

All right, time to shift focus.

This isn't about drugs.

It's about bombs.

All right, people, the threat level just rose exponentially.

Our suspicions about the payload were confirmed.

We ran a bomb-sniffing canine through Duggan's truck

and she lit up like a Christmas tree,

so let's figure out what we are dealing with

before it goes boom.

The explosives came from Canada.

Any leads from the Great North?

1,000 pounds of Dynex explosives

was stolen from a tunnel construction site

in Ontario last week-- 20 50-pound boxes.

Well, that matches the 1,000 pounds of weight

missing from Duggan's truck, so that adds up.

So we're working under the assumption

that Samir is here with bad intentions,

and that he has the material to pull off those intentions.

We're gonna need NYPD's help on this.

Yeah, I already looped in their counterterrorism bureau.

Mm, ADIC wants Jubal and I down the street

at a Homeland Security briefing.

Okay, well, in our absence, pull footage

from every square inch of this city until we find this bomb.

I'm on my phone.

Hey!

The mighty Jubal Valentine.

Jack. What's going on, man?

Good to see you. - Great to see you.

PC just detailed me to your office.

All right.

Special Agent in Charge Castille?

Jack Lombardo. Great to finally meet you.

I've heard good things sung from on high.

Well, we are glad to have you and the NYPD on board.

- Yeah. - Are you kidding?

The minute I heard it was Samir,

I requested the assignment.

You know Samir?

Yeah. Jubal does too.

What? What do you mean?

You remember the Libyan guy that we chased up

onto the rooftops out in Brooklyn

four or five days after the towers came down?

He fell trying to jump to the next building.

Yeah. Okay, so--

Yeah, so Samir is that dead guy's son.

- Really? - Yeah.

Well, that would certainly give him solid motivation

to become a terrorist.

Yeah, well, let's hope this dog and pony show briefing

doesn't get in the way of catching the bad guy.

Hey, listen.

Ian cracked Hassan's phone.

It looks like he can get us GPS.

Let me handle the security briefing.

You two continue the chase.

It's good to be back in business with you, man.

Let's catch this son of a bitch.

All right, ladies and gentlemen,

this is Detective First Grade Jack Lombardo,

the NYPD's expert in radical jihadism.

He will be aiding us in our search for the terrorists

out to attack our city.

He's also an old friend and colleague,

so let him know where the good coffee is kept.

Ian, let 'er rip.

Phone's GPS confirms Hassan was at the location

where Duggan was murdered.

Do you know where he went after the murder?

To a restaurant/ billiards hall

in Bay Ridge called Murzuk.

Owner is Ahmed Khan.

And--looks like he stayed there for two hours.

My father used to take us there when we were kids.

They have an arcade and good Middle Eastern food.

I had my 11th birthday there, believe it or not.

Really?

All right, well, if Hassan and presumably Samir went straight

to Khan's restaurant directly after killing Duggan,

it had to be for a reason, right?

And it wasn't the, uh--the nine-ball and garlicky hummus.

Yeah, well, ICE has an open case on Khan

for providing fake green cards.

That could be something we could use.

You're familiar with the place.

Why don't we, uh, send you in?

You can poke around, see if there's a connection

between Samir and Khan.

Sounds good to me.

- You scumbag murderer. - What do you want?

You're the reason for all of this.

Get this guy out of my face.

Wait, you know-- you know this guy, Hassan?

I've been chasing these guys since before 9/11.

We might have crossed paths.

It's hard to keep track.

Yeah.

9/11 does seem like a few lifetimes ago.

Yeah, well, not for me.

I don't like sharing this, but, uh--

Joanne has Ground Zero cancer.

Bad.

Jack, I had no idea. I'm so sorry.

It is what it is.

But it's 9/11 for me every damn day.

Yeah.

Hey. How we doing?

He's good to go-- wired for light and sound.

All right. Here you go.

All right, OA, once we're in there,

we're looking for any sign of Samir or the explosives, okay?

If you don't see either, then look for any illegal activity.

Entrap him if you have to.

Any hook we can sink helps.

Entrap him?

Oh, relax. I didn't mean it literally.

It's just the-- the clock is ticking.

Yeah, the clock is ticking,

but we're gonna go ahead and honor the Constitution.

Oh, it's like that, is it? He used to be a lot more fun.

Okay, well, we have a sneak-and-peek warrant,

so go where you need to go.

And do what you need to do.

But we need leverage on Khan to get answers from Samir.

All right?

We can't let these, uh--

these people succeed again.

Sorry, it's my-- my wife's nurse.

When did you work with him again?

Uh, after 9/11, actually.

We were assigned the same multiagency task force.

I don't know, Jubal. He seems a little--

He's a great cop, OA.

And a really good guy.

He's just, uh--he's going through a lot right now.

Ready? - Yeah.

Okay.

You know, I-- I like this OA kid. He's solid.

I love that we have young Muslims joining the cause.

Back in the day...

It was mostly a bunch of lapsed Catholics

trying to figure out something that was beyond us.

Yeah, back in the day, we had to play a lot of catch-up.

It was a tough stretch.

Didn't know what was coming next.

I remember fighter jets screaming over Manhattan.

I remember days without sleep.

I remember a lot of funerals.

Oh man, the funerals.

I went to 64 funerals by Christmas that year.

And that wasn't even the worst of it.

The worst of it was, no matter what,

I was always expecting that next attack.

Bomb behind every door.

Truth is, we never found much.

Thank God.

You know what, I could never figure out

why Samir's father tried to escape.

I went back through my files.

No priors.

Really seems like this guy was just

a local merchant looking for a better life.

You know?

Yeah.

Well, it is what it is.

Yeah. Okay. Here we go.

Salaam alaikum.

Alaikum salaam.

Can I do some arak?

- Sure. - Please.

You haven't changed a bit.

I used to come here when I was a kid, with my dad.

I'm just, uh, happy that you guys are still open.

Me too.

You don't remember me, do you?

My family moved to Detroit in '97.

My uncle got Baba a job at the Ford factory.

Oh. Family looking out for family.

I like that.

Family's everything, right?

That's the truth.

No. You got rid of the arcade.

Ah, too many kids were skipping school,

causing too much trouble.

Contrary to that, I think you're the reason

why I stayed out of trouble.

How so?

Well, whenever me and my sister

would get a good report card,

my dad would bring us here for your basbousa.

He said it was worth the drive from Queens.

Wow.

Well, I'm glad we were such a positive influence

on your studies.

Speaking of family, um, maybe you can help my cousin.

I hear you have a reputation for helping fellow immigrants,

and her, um--

her student visa's expired.

And you know, with ICE, she's scared to leave the house,

and a green card would be a game changer.

I know it's asking a lot.

You're kind of my only option.

He has a security system--

camera behind the bar and the back wall.

It's not coming up on our scan,

so the system must be a closed circuit.

All right, well, that means

we need to find that hard drive.

If we can prove Samir was there today,

then we can leverage the hell out of Khan.

Odds are, he's involved.

You know what, OA?

I'm gonna walk you in a mirroring device.

You need to find the CPU and download the footage, yeah?

Write down your name, your number,

and your cousin's name.

Thank you.

You check out, maybe there'll be some help.

Hey. Can I get a menu?

- Sure. - Thank you.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

Uh, the bathroom?

Oh, same place it was in 1997.

You know, I do remember you.

You look just like your father.

Let me do the shawarma plate, extra tahini.

And uh, you should get the, uh, kibbeh nayeh.

Best in the city. - Okay.

You need to find that system fast, kid.

On it.

All right, got these...

Come on, kid. Get it done.

Got it.

Okay. I'm in.

And downloading now.

All right, so let me ask you this--

what's better here, the kebab or kibbeh?

Uh, for you, maybe the kebab.

- The usual damage. - All right.

I'll go to my office and get you a check.

All right, think it over. I'll be right back.

I just need two minutes.

Uh, guy, I'm sorry. I know what I want.

I'm actually gonna go ahead and get the kibbeh nayeh.

Okay, you know that's raw lamb?

I do, and I'm looking forward to eating it.

This qualifies as exigent circumstances.

Tuck the whole computer under your arm

and go out the damn window if you have to.

I'm almost there. 63%.

Come on, come on, come on.

- Oh. All right. - Here you go.

And if I could get the rest of the stuff to go, please.

- I need to get paid. - I'll go get your check.

He's on his way back to the office.

Done. Got it.

Uh, you're out of paper towels, bub.

Okay.

All right. Enlighten us.

Was Samir with Hassan at Khan's restaurant this morning?

It looks like Samir and Hassan arrived at 8:14 a.m.

and left the premises at 10:22.

All right, so one of the world's most wanted terrorists

just stops by for a meal?

Food wasn't that good.

Can we pick up any exterior cameras,

see how they got to and fro?

Nothing that gets a clean shot of the front

or back of the restaurant.

We need to pick up Khan.

We don't have any probable cause,

detective, so for what?

A thousand-pound bomb is in the hands of a guy

who's damn good at maximizing damage.

Watching Khan sling falafel

while hundreds die cannot be an option.

If you're worried about the legality of it,

I'll make the collar as NYPD, save you guys the heat.

No, that won't be necessary. Thank you.

Let's bring him in.

Okay, but for what, Isobel?

Officially, for providing

material support to a terrorist.

And unofficially, for being our single best option

at stopping a bomb.

Ahmed Khan!

Hey!

- Go around the other side! - Yeah!

Hey!

Mr. Khan, you're under arrest.

I'm a businessman, nothing more.

Hmm, so why'd you run?

Well, some of my business is, uh, well--

frankly, off the books.

Might get me in some trouble.

So you thought you could run from us?

And then what? What was your plan after that?

I don't think you appreciate the impression the FBI makes

when you roll up on someone.

Tell us about your guests this morning.

I run a restaurant. I have many guests.

So you're gonna stonewall us while your friend Samir

is out here plotting to kill as many New Yorkers as he can?

He came with Hassan.

Said he was gonna move to New York, looking for work.

He needed a green card.

I'm known to help fellow immigrants.

Well, he's a killer.

And you're a liar.

I don't know anything about terrorists, I swear to you.

And I have nothing more to say.

I want a lawyer.

What do we know, Mr. Lim?

I was able to hack into Khan's smartwatch,

which, lucky for us, has excellent GPS capabilities.

And how can that lead us to Samir

and his 1,000 pounds of explosives?

Tracking Khan's movements today--this morning,

he was at a commercial building in Red Hook

just about an hour after we saw Samir and Hassan

leave Khan's restaurant.

And that location overlays

with the data from Hassan's cell.

He turned it off but was three blocks

from that building when he did.

All right, let's assume all three

were at that location this morning.

All right, get SWAT and bomb techs over there now.

We found the van. It's empty.

- Clear. - Take a look.

Boxes are empty.

So the bomb's been built.

And out in the world.

Based on all this gear--

blasting caps, walkie talkies set to specific frequencies--

this bomb will be activated once it gets into place,

with one walkie being attached to the explosive

and the other being used as a triggering device.

He's likely looking to get some distance

and then detonate this remotely.

Just like the ISIS bombers in Iraq.

What do you got, Scola? - Thermal printer.

Used to make scannable IDs, credentials.

Hey, guys.

Come check this out.

Samir could have taken these out of his car

to make room for a bomb.

Ford, seats this big--

I'm guessing they belong to an Expedition.

So it looks like we have a weaponized Ford Expedition.

What else can we say? - Yeah, it's a 2005 to 2008.

Factory color match means we're looking at cobalt black,

slate gray, or charcoal beige metallic.

Any luck finding that Ford Expedition

on the traffic cams near the building?

Nothing yet, but there are very few cameras in that area.

Yeah, well, keep digging. We need eyes on that vehicle.

All right, so tell me about this,

uh, thermal printer we found. - State of the art.

Broad capabilities in secure identifications,

the kinds that have scannable bar codes and holograms.

Memory was wiped clean. - Right.

So this tells us that Samir is not just gonna roll up

and set off a bomb.

He's going after a hard target,

something that these IDs will grant him access to.

Yeah, it's most likely

a private underground parking facility.

Anything public, you wouldn't need a security pass.

Let's identify possible targets

that use those types of scannable IDs

to grant access to underground parking.

On it.

All right, and just so we're clear,

this has potential to be the largest terrorist attack

on the homeland since 9/11.

It's time to protect our city.

Let's throw everything we have at stopping Samir.

Hey.

We just got the fingerprints back

from the building in Red Hook.

Okay.

Khan's were on the transfer printer

and on the door of the building.

More signs of his complicity.

Let me take a swing at him.

I can try something different,

see if I can find some, uh, common ground.

But his attorney arrived 20 minutes ago.

So we're gonna need some bargaining power in there.

- What did you have in mind? - Queen for a day.

We're negotiating with terrorists now?

We use small fish to catch bigger fish all the time.

Yeah, it's a strong idea.

I'll get the AUSA to sign off on it.

Hey.

Just don't waste time playing nice.

You don't need to say a word.

I'm not here as an FBI agent.

I'm here as a fellow Muslim.

Agent Zidan, we are not fools.

I just need to paint a few realities for your client.

I don't want--

Let him speak.

Thank you.

What I remember the most about your place when I was a kid

was how proud my father was of someone like you...

Of a fellow immigrant, a fellow Arab,

a fellow Muslim, owning his own business.

A genuine American dream.

That was not long after 9/11,

when every single person looked at us like we did it.

You remember that?

It was a terrible time.

I went from being a Boy Scout

and a Little League first baseman

to being a likely suspect

because of how I look, because of who I am.

We have your fingerprints, okay?

Um, we can place you at the location

when the bomb was being built.

If that bomb goes off,

Mr. Khan, you're never gonna see

or touch your family again, ever.

Okay, and you're the only person who can change that.

So you need to do what is right for them,

for you, and for this city that I know we both love.

But we are out of time,

and I know you do not wanna be the reason

why every Muslim in this city is a suspect again.

It's because of my family that I did anything for Samir.

So Samir threatened you?

Yes.

My--my family's back in Libya, visiting relatives.

Hassan came with a photo of my wife and children.

One phone call, we can get them to the embassy

and flown out here, so you can have lunch with them tomorrow.

Agent Zidan, my client--

Queen for a day.

What's this queen?

It means that anything you say in this interrogation,

anything you say to me, cannot be used

to charge you with a crime.

But you can still be prosecuted

based on other evidence.

Yes, but if you help us get Samir,

I will do everything in my power

to make sure you walk away.

And you have my word.

I got him the building and the printer, that's all.

I didn't know anything about the bomb

until I saw the boxes.

Okay. Where is he gonna set it off?

I don't know.

You had to have heard something.

You were with them today.

Mr. Khan, anything helps. Anything.

All he said was that it would be

in the shadow of the World Trade Center,

that he wanted to kill as many cops as possible.

Okay. What about the car?

The Ford Expedition?

Yes. Yes, I got him that too.

Okay. Year, plate, uh, color?

It's a--it's a Ford, 2006, Jersey plates.

I have a picture on my phone.

Downtown, cops.

And there's a dozen viable targets, right?

Khan said he hates cops.

Center Street. It's gotta be One Police Plaza.

There's a community service ceremony there today.

There will be a lot of civilians.

All right. I'll call the commissioner.

We've gotta evacuate the building.

You heard her.

One Police Plaza is 300 yards from here.

Go.

Okay, Samir entered the garage seven minutes ago.

Bomb tech says he has to activate the bomb

and then needs time to get clear.

Oh, we don't have time for this.

Hey, Jack. Jack!

Damn.

Samir is in the garage with the bomb.

We need to evacuate this building now.

I'm going in.

All right, let's go. Come on, keep moving.

- Thank you. Hurry. Hurry! - Come on, let's go.

Let's go. Hurry up, please. Get out.

Go. Right this way.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Get the walkie, Jubal!

Get the walkie!

Get up! Get back!

Easy, easy, easy. We think this is the trigger.

Secure this.

Samir's loose in the building and armed.

Let's go.

Go.

Right there. Out of the way!

Clear the exit!

I got Samir, northwest corner.

Get down! Samir! Drop the gun!

On the ground, right now. Please, right now.

No, no, no. Put the gun down.

Put it--

Back off, or I'll kill her!

Watch out. Move, move, move!

It's over, Samir. Drop the gun.

Everyone back or she dies!

Drop the gun, now!

Everyone back!

We can't change what happened to your father that night.

But you get to choose how this ends.

Don't you dare mention his name.

But he wouldn't want this, Samir.

You know that.

He wasn't a violent man.

Please, put the gun down and let her go.

My father was a shopkeeper.

He loved your country.

And you--

You dropped him off a roof.

You killed him, and you destroyed my family.

Your father fell.

Liar!

Me and Hassan were on the rooftop.

My father told us to hide.

We saw you hang him from the roof,

and you let go.

You let him go!

It's a hell of a story.

If only it were true.

True or not, you need to drop the gun, now.

Put the gun down and you can still walk away.

Target acquired.

No, no, no, no, no, no. Wait, wait.

- Take the shot. - No, wait. Wait!

- Shoot this prick! - No, no, no, not--

He killed my father!

Your partner is crooked.

He killed my father.

He killed my father!

Is the bomb secure?

Affirmative. Bomb deactivated.

That was close.

Yeah, too close.

The sniper should have taken him out.

What was Samir talking about?

Samir was there when his father fell off the roof?

Oh, he's making stuff up to justify the fact

he's a mass killer.

- Good. - Hey.

Why don't we, uh, go have a cocktail, catch up?

Like the old days.

Yeah, that sounds good.

Why don't we go to the Old Town?

- Good. See you there. - Yeah.

Hey.

What's going on?

Um, I went back in with Hassan,

and his story matches Samir's about what happened

on the rooftop in 2001, detail for detail.

Okay, um,

I--I mean, look, we got two terrorists

besmirching one of the most decorated cops

in NYPD history.

This is the medical examiner's report.

It's pretty cut and dry,

consistent with a five-story fall,

except for the pressure bruises around his ankles.

His ankles?

It's consistent with what Hassan and Samir described--

Samir Sr. being dangled over that courtyard.

The NYPD report, the DD5s--

they were signed by a detective from the 114th.

So Jubal, did you guys even file a report?

No. We were a snatch team.

We didn't dot Is and cross Ts.

Anything went sideways, the local precinct cops

would pick up the pieces, and we'd move on

to the next grab.

So dead immigrants were just bagged and tagged?

It was 2001.

Hey. You want a shot?

Uh, soda water with lime, please.

Club soda with lime?

What happened to six shots of tequila

and let's ride Valentine?

There's a lot of things I don't do anymore.

Thank you.

Well, here's to taking down a real bad guy.

Mm.

And--and we owe you for running into that garage,

as dumb as it was.

Oh, look who's talking. You were right behind me.

So listen.

- Mm? - Just a heads up.

OA talked to Samir and Hassan, and, uh,

and they're sticking to their claim

about how Samir's father died.

So what, are we taking the word of terrorists now?

How things change.

OA is kind of convinced.

Ah.

Agent Zidan changes teams now, huh?

Back to his roots. - That's not fair.

OA's a great agent.

But are you sure where his loyalties lie?

I took a look at the M.E.'s report.

Come on.

The guy jumped off a roof.

He thought he was Superman.

How am I to blame for that?

The thing that stuck out in the report...

Ah.

Uh, was--was the pressure bruises on his ankles.

His ankles?

Because that's what both those guys said--

that you dangled Samir's dad off the roof by his legs.

Yeah, well, it's not like they could prove anything,

even if it was true.

Yeah.

So I got a little aggressive.

We were at war.

Our city was under attack.

That's right.

We did what we had to do.

So maybe I dangled the scumbag off the roof.

Hey.

You killed him.

That was just part of the job.

To the old days.

Right back at you.

You know what, Jubal?

I don't regret a thing.

You blow up my city, and that results

in me dropping you off a roof.

Payback's a bitch.

And so is gravity.

Are you wearing a wire on me, Jubal?

Jack Lombardo, you are under arrest

for the murder of Ali Samir.

You son of a bitch.

And what now, hmm?

You're gonna make it so my wife dies alone,

so you can feel better about yourself,

you sanctimonious Fed prick?

Jubal!

You okay?

Okay. Let's go.

You did the right thing.

And for what it's worth, I got an email this afternoon.

You are getting the Distinguished Service Award,

and you should be proud.

Yeah. I'm not.