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Okay, and you're sure
it says "Princeton"?

It says "Office of Admissions."

You want me to open it?

Well, is it a big envelope
or a small envelope?

It's a big envelope.

Katie, you there?

Oh, I'm getting pulled over.

Why? What did you do?

I don't know. Hold on, Dad.

I'm gonna put the phone down
for a second.

U. S. Marshals.

License and registration.

Uh, I'm sorry. Was I speeding?

Yeah. Speed limit's 35.

You were doing 58.

That's Reckless
Driving... Katie.

I'm sorry, sir.

I didn't realize
I was going that fast.

Just last week I was called
to an accident scene.

Guy flew straight through
the windshield.

I wouldn't want to a pretty face
like yours get smashed up.

Name's Bob. Bob McGraw.

Where you do you go
to church, Katie?

Excuse me?

Hey, can I get through, please?

Stay in your vehicle, please.

Hey, Daddy, you still there?

I'm here. Are you okay?

Uh, I don't know.
This guy's kind of weird.

You got to block
the whole road?

Do you always talk to law
enforcement like that?

U.S. Marshals.
Step out of the vehicle.

Why?

Because I said so.

I don't understand.
Did I do something wrong?

Yes, you did.

Hands on the hood.
No, no, no, no.

I'm an attorney.
I know my rights.

Since when did U.S. Marshals
start conducting traffic stops?

I said put your hands
on the hood!

Oh, my God, they're fighting!

The marshal and the other guy,
they're fighting!

Run! Run! Run!

Katie? Katie, what was that?

This is your fault!

Stop! Stop running from me!

I am a U.S. Marshal!
Please! Please!

Stop! Do not run!

Annie Frost.

I'll be there.

Did you ever hear of sharing?

Daisy Ogbaa.

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Yeah, copy that.

I'll be right out.

Hey.

Hey.

You have an extra toothbrush?

Morning.

Morning.

Good morning.

What's up?

Yo, so you hear

we have a Congressman visiting?

No. Annie just called to say
we had a State Murder warrant.

Yeah, she's doing a workup

on it right now.
Oh. Well...

Who's the Congressman?

Nevins.

Congressman Nevins.

This Congressman better
not be the real reason

we got called in early.

Probably just wants
his picture taken.

Seem "tough on crime."

There he is.

Luke!

You know him?

I, um...
Luke Watson!

Excuse me.

Hey, kid. How's the hero who
captured the Bayou Bomber doing?

Congressman,
so what brings you to Houston?

Well, my subcommittee's, they're
laying out a bunch of money

for this big green initiative.

We're gonna retrofit
all the marshals' offices.

So you came all the way
to Houston for that?

Well, unofficially,
I'm here to find out

for myself just why you'd rather
work here than on my staff.

Sir, this isn't the place...
That's okay.

Listen, I'm in town five days.
Call my office.

They'll find me.

I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have
to get back to you.

No problem.
Thank you, sir.

Guys, we've got a marshal
impersonator.

Guy just killed two people
outside of Waco.

Robert McGraw, 28.

Waco PD lifted his prints
from some handcuffs

that they found near the victim,
his first.

Hank Dillon, 42, he's a criminal
defense attorney.

So, McGraw's trying
to arrest people?

I thought impersonator types

tried to impress people.

Show off their badge, act cool.

To impress his second victim,

Katie Calvin, 17.

She's pretty.

Probably why
McGraw pulled her over.

The guy's only five-five.

Could be suffering
from a Napoleon complex.

Well, a badge helps.

Whatever McGraw's motives were,

guys, he used our badge
to murder two people.

This bastard have a record?

He was a police cadet

up in Springfield, Nevada.

He got kicked out before
he graduated the academy.

And, Luke, I want you
to find out why.

See if he's got any friends up
there we should be talking to.

I'm all over it.

Marshals, FBI, ATF
and dozens of PDs.

Nobody'd touch him.

So where did he end up working?

Security guard jobs
for two years,

but since then
no income tax returns.

You got a work address on him?

No, but his mom has
a townhouse up in Waco.

I figured we'd stop by there
first,

see what she can give us.

Katie Calvin's father's here.

Mr. Calvin was on the phone
with his daughter when, um,

McGraw pulled her over.

He heard the shots
that killed her.

I thought he was
a real marshal.

You heard McGraw speak?

He lectured Katie
about speeding.

Said he was called
to an accident last month

where some guy was thrown
through his windshield.

McGraw said he was called
to an accident?

You sure?
Might have been a line.

It seemed like

he was trying to... impress her.

But why?

I don't know...

Katie never got to open her
envelope from Princeton.

She was accepted.

I'm sorry.

When you catch this guy...

you string him up.

Excuse me.

Waco PD just saw
McGraw's Explorer

pull into his mom's garage.

All right, you tell the locals

to watch and wait;
The son of a bitch is ours.

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McGraw may be disguised
Aas law enforcement. AL.

Just 'cause he wearing a badge
doesn't mean he won't shoot one.

Watch yourselves.

No, no, no, Luke,
take the AR-15.

Townhomes have thin walls.
We get in a firefight,

that nine-millimeter round
will go right through it

like paper, all right?

You wouldn't want
to hit a bystander.

What would your friend
the Congressman say?

I barely even know the guy.

Seemed to know you. Yeah. I know what it
looks like when somebody knows somebody.

He knew your name
and what you look like.

And he definitely...
Look, I met him once in D.C., okay?

He was being friendly.

It's not that big of a deal.

Guys, get your head
in the game.

Let's go.

U.S. Marshals!
U.S. Marshals!

Living room's clear!

I got the mom!

Okay, all right.

Truck's clear.

Looks just like one of ours.

Lights, radio.

Weapons locker, too.

Who in the hell is this guy?

McGraw does his homework.

I have most
of these books at home.

He made fake business cards.

Good afternoon. Task Force.

Yeah, Bob McGraw, please.

Deputy McGraw's out
of the office right now.

Is this an answering service?

Yes, it is.
Can I take a message?

No message.

That would fool most people.

Mm.
He's covering his bases.

Check this out.

These are real
crime scene photos.

How did he get the access?

Bobby is not a killer.

You don't know what
you're talking about.

Where is your son at,
Mrs. McGraw?

He left early this morning.

He's dedicated.

Do you know where he was going?

Work.

He said he had a job to do
for the marshals.

Then, why is his Explorer
still here?

We traded cars.

Bobby needed my camper
for an assignment.

Ma'am, marshals

don't borrow their mother's
vans for assignments.

That doesn't happen.

Oh, God.

You're sure this isn't just
a misunderstanding?

Mrs. McGraw, your son
is not a U.S. Marshal.

But he went to work every day.

He's not.

I was so proud of him.

You don't know what it was
like for him growing up.

Beaten up by bullies every day
for being small.

Do you know
where he earns his money?

I've been helping
him out a little.

Let him live here.

He said the Sheriff's Department

was having budget problems.

What Sheriff's Department?

Clifton,
where he said he worked.

McGraw was working here

for five months?

Listen, you got to understand,
all right?

Bobby showed up right after

I had to lay off
a couple officers.

He said the marshals
assigned him

to our office to help us out.

And you took his word for it.

I called the number on his card.

The woman there said he was part
of a task force.

Answering service.

The business cards were fake.

I had no reason
to doubt him, okay?

I mean, Bobby
taught my guys tactics.

Ever since he's been here,
he's had

a near perfect arrest record.

You know what the lawyers

are going to do
when this gets out?

I'm supposed to retire
in January.

When was the last time
you saw him?

He showed up yesterday.

McGraw came by
after the murders.

What was he here for?

Got ammo out
of the weapons locker.

Logged on to the NCIC.

I want to see his desk.

McGraw was smart enough

to clear his browser history.

But let's see
if he was smart enough

to clear his printer memory.

Not a lot of people
know how to do that.

I mean, I'm one of the few
who knows how to do that.

Marco.
Wh-What? What?

Just do it.

Anyway, we just repeat
his last print job.

He printed two wanted posters.

He looked up his own case?

Not just his own case.

Freddie Penn.

Registered sex offender.

So he's still working cases?

The guy is nuts.

He's a wanted fugitive himself.

And he knows it.

What the hell is he doing?

Of course, I've got Bomb Pops.

What kind of ice cream
man you think I am?

Here you go.

Thank you.

Hey, kids.
Why don't you run along.

You mind opening up the truck?

Is there a problem, Deputy?

Just open the truck.

Daniel Lawrence?

When did you start
using an alias... Freddie?

Look.

I'm better.

I swear.

You failed to register
as a sex offender.

You're interacting
with children,

working within 300 feet
of a public park.

I did my counseling.

I'm not sick anymore.

I got you this time,
you sick son of a bitch.

Turn around.
Put your hands on your head.

Help.

Help me.

Somebody shoot my husband.

Please, help him.
Please, help him.

Help him!

Hi, ma'am.

I'm Annie Frost
with the U.S. Marshals.

I know this isn't a good time

for it, but...

do you remember what this y,
McGraw, was wearing?

Uh, jeans,

a gray shirt.

He had a badge.

Like yours.

Thank you, ma'am.

So it's Freddie Penn's body.

McGraw fired one shot.

Yeah, but he killed two.

Reason why vigilantism
doesn't work.

Wrong people getting hurt.

We got to find this guy.
So what happened?

Did he execute him or...?
No.

They said they found cuffs,

that there were signs
of a struggle.

I think McGraw was
trying to arrest him.

Just like that lawyer
he killed in the traffic stop.

Yeah.

Guys.

Just talked to
McGraw's instructor

at the Police Academy.

He got kicked out for pulling
a gun on another cadet.

Guy beat him at
target practice.

McGraw doesn't like
to lose, huh?

Well, this is a man

that got beat up
every day as a kid.

So this is what that
kid turned into?

McGraw's all about power.

That's it.

Maybe he's trying
to redeem himself.

So he shows up here
to arrest a pedophile.

But he gets nervous,
so he gets sloppy.

Four kills in as many days.

Guys, McGraw's on TV.

What?

Sometimes,
innocent people get caught

in the cross fire.

Yes, it's tragic
that an innocent man died,

but there's one less pedophile

out on the street
selling ice cream to children.

But how can a marshal
fire a weapon in a crowded park?

You don't get it.

Penn attacked me.

If someone died,
it's on him, not me.

An innocent man is killed,

and the official position
of the U.S. Marshals

is it's on him and not you?

Hey, McGraw is not a marshal.

Get him off the air now.

Uh, we're having some
technical difficulties.

We'll get back to Molly
as soon as we can.

But, in other news, today we...

Mr. McGraw?

This is Deputy Marshal
Annie Frost.

You there?

You the one looking for me?

I just want to understand, Bob.

I saw your wanted poster.

You think what I did was wrong.

I think there's two sides
to every story.

That lawyer...
he resisted arrest.

And the girl... she ran.

I did what any U.S. Marshal
would have done.

Same thing happened today, huh?

Penn wouldn't come quietly,

so you had to fire
in self-defense. Yeah?

That's right.

It was a good shot.

I get it.

I would have done
the same damn thing myself.

You know what, Bob? Really...

you'd make one hell
of a marshal.

How about we have a beer,
talk about it?

Are you calling me a fake?

No.

I believe you.

Come on in.

Sort all this...

Son of a bitch.

You get a trace?

He's using a burner.
We lost him.

Told Emma we'd be
gone for two weeks.

Can't be down there
a whole month, man.

You're not explaining it right.

This is the real war
down here, Roy.

Not Iraq, not Afghanistan.
Laredo.

She knows what the
Minutemen are, but,

you know,
her mom's coming to town...

We have to secure the border,

or this country's going to hell
in a tortilla basket.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Couldn't help
but overhear you talking.

Sir, I'm real sorry.

I'd like to talk to you
and your friends.

I'm not asking.

You do not have the right
to use deadly force.

Nor is it legal for you
to arrest people.

I am a Deputy
United States Marshal.

I have the responsibility to
uphold federal and state laws.

But I also have the authority
to deputize citizens.

In the olden days,

they called this
forming a posse.

You gentlemen talk
about fighting a war?

Well, I'm fighting one
of my own.

And I need your help.

So, if any of you men

would like to become
Special Deputy Marshals,

raise your right hand
and repeat after me.

I, state your name.

I...

Do solemnly swear.

Do solemnly swear.

To execute the office

of United States
Special Deputy Marshal.

To faithfully execute the office

of Special Deputy

United States Marshal.

To the best of my ability,

preserve, protect and defend

the Constitution
of the United States.

So help me God.

To the best of my ability,

preserve, protect and defend

the Constitution
of the United States of America.

So help me God.

Congratulations, Deputies.

I'm Bob McGraw.

Like most impersonator types,
I want power.

For me, it was because
I grew up small,

got the hell beat out of me.

And you figured
the easiest way to get power

is to become a cop.

And then they found out
that you had a screw loose,

so they rejected you.

That made me mad.

Wouldn't take no for an answer,

so I'd just impersonate
a U.S. Marshal.

Find a small-town
sheriff's department

that I know I can trick.

You got what you always wanted.

Power, respect.

And now that I have it...

I don't want to give it back.

Even though that he's wanted
for murder,

he still tried to arrest
a sex offender.

'Cause in my mind,
I'm still a U.S. Marshal.

Guys, someone just rented
a moving truck in Freer

using Sandra McGraw's
credit card.

Did you call Sandra, tell her?

She didn't even know
her card was missing.

It's got to be McGraw.

That truck have LoJack?

TOG's tracking it.

It's heading West,

toward Laredo.

That's the first thing
McGraw's done

that makes any sense.

He's running for the border?

Plates match.

It's McGraw's rental truck.

Why'd he stop here instead
of drive over the border?

I mean, there's three crossings
within two miles of here.

Yeah, but he must have
seen the traffic jam.

You know, figured out
that Border Patrol

is gonna be stopping
all outgoing vehicles.

Border Patrol confirmed.

It's a known coyote safe house.

What's this guy up to?

McGraw hired a coyote?

To smuggle him
out of the country.

And if anyone's gonna

get him across the border
unnoticed, it's them.

Marco, you're up.

Approaching the house.

Copy that. Be careful
in there, bud.

All right, so we're gonna

hold here until Marco gets
a visual of McGraw.

What the hell?

Go. Go! Go!

U.S. Marshals!
Drop your weapons!

Lower them!
Drop your weapons!

U.S. Marshals!
Put it down now!

Put it down now!

Drop it! We're U.S.
Marshals! Now.

Drop it!
U.S. Marshals!

We're U.S. Marshals!
Lower your damn weapons!

We're U.S. Marshals.

Now show me yours.

We don't need them.

We were deputized.

Let me guess.

By a guy named Bob McGraw?

How'd you know that?

McGraw deputized those morons?

He tricked them, Marco.

He told them they were breaking
up a coyote smuggling ring.

Yeah, so when we burst in,
they probably thought

we were part of it.

McGraw's starting
to piss me off.

Piss you off?

Yeah, I bet McGraw knew
that we were

watching his mother's
credit cards.

He sent us
on a wild-goose Chase.

He wants to prove
that he's smarter than we are.

That he's not a fake.

Well, McGraw's posse said that
he left over four hours ago.

If he crossed the border,

he's deep into Mexico by now.

Jimmy, hey, it's me.

I got to go up and feed 59,
get cleaned up a little bit.

I'll meet you back at the office
in about an hour, all right?

Fifty-Nine, come on,
I know you must be hungry, baby.

Typical.

Do not move.

Or I will kill you.

How'd you get in here?

What'd you do to my dog?

He'll sleep it off.

He was hungry.

You should've came home

and fed him sooner.

Hey, Bob,

that was a good move
you pulled in Laredo.

I didn't see it coming.

I underestimated you.

It's a nice place you got here.

Lots of space
for just one person.

Must get lonely sometimes,
doesn't it?

No pictures of men.

I'm surprised you have
a problem with that.

Maybe the right one
hasn't come along yet.

Same as you.

In your office.

At your mom's place.

No pictures of girlfriends.

I mean, you're like me.

Job's everything.

You're good, Annie.

Right out of the book.

Humanize yourself.

Build a bond.

But above all else...

stay alive.

Cuff yourself

to the pole.

Bob, listen to me.

Whatever it is
you're planning...

I'm not listening!

Not asking!

Stay down!

What do you want from me?

This.

You called me fake.

No, Bob, I didn't...

You implied it!

I'm one of the best marshals
out there!

Okay.

Now we're gonna
make it official.

I, Robert Mcaw...

Do solemnly swear.

Do solemnly swear.

I will faithfully execute
the office of

Special Deputy
United States Marshal.

That I will faithfully execute
the office of

Special Deputy
United States Marshal.

And will to the best
of my ability...

preserve, protect and defend

the Constitution
of the United States of America.

So help me God.

No one's gonna
call me a fake now, Annie.

It's not the oath
that makes you a marshal.

My record speaks for itself.

We're on the same team, Annie.

We both hate seeing
the guilty go free.

Just let me do my job.

U.S. Marshals!

U.S. Marshals!
Get out of the car!

Give it to me!
Get out!

Officer eds assistance.

In pursuit
of a tan station wagon.

I-R-T...

Ah! Damn it!

You in the car,
hands out the window.

I'm a U.S. Marshal!

I'm in pursuit of a fugitive!

Show us your badge.

Annie! Come on.
You okay?

We tracking my Escalade?

McGraw disabled the tracker,
but I put out a BOLO.

Son of a bitch took my gun
and my badge.

Why?

Yeah, he made me deputize him.

Whoa. What?

He had me deputize him.

He told me to "let him do
his job." Talked about hating

to see the "guilty ones
go free."

That's why he went after Penn.

I think he's going after people

that ruined
his perfect arrest record.

But wait a second.

McGraw was two miles
from the Mexican border,

and he came back
to arrest people?

The ones that got away.

So who's he going after next?

I don't know,
but I know someone who does.

You want one?

Not a lot they can do
to me now.

This close to a full pension.

Sheriff, when we were
here before, you said

McGraw had a
"near perfect" arrest record.

Yeah, that's the worst part.

The bastard did
pretty fine work.

Who were the guilty suspects
that got away from him?

Well, there were only two.

Bobby talked about them nonstop.

Was Freddie Penn one of them?

Yeah.

Who was the other one?

Walter Lennox.

A nasty piece of work.

Killed an eight-year-old girl.

Hi, Walter.

I told you sooner

or later I'd get you.

You can't do Jack.

You heard the judge...

"Lack of evidence."

Where did you bury
that poor little girl?

Screw you, McGraw.

I'm calling my lawyer.

Let's keep the lawyers out of it
this time.

Lennox is still not
answering his cell phone.

McGraw's here.

Watch out for Lennox;
The guy's a killer.

He doesn't kw
we're only here for McGraw.

You guys are covering
Lennox, room 708.

I'm going to get my badge back.

Tells where you buried
the girl.

Help me! Up here!

Tell us
where you buried her body!

Wait. Stop!

What the hell are you doing?!
What are you doing?

Where did you bury her body?!

Wait.
Tell me!

Falcon Park!

Near the River.

I can show you, I swear.

So, you killed her?

Yes!

Please, pull me up!

Stop!

McGraw!
Daisy, come with me.

McGraw!

Drop your weapon now.

Put the weapon down.

Then get down on my knees?

Put my hands behind my head?

You should be thanking me.

I got Lennox's confession
on video.

It won't hold up in court.

It'll lead us
to the girl's body.

We'll get him this time.

Put the gun down.

You guys need me out here.

Annie!

I knew he was wearing Kevlar.

I could see it
underneath his shirt.

Still hurts, though,
doesn't it?

McGraw left us a present.

Two presents.

Help!

Help me.

You want to leave him?

It's not a bad idea.

Help.

Hey.

Ranahan's? Buy
you a drink?

Don't really know the guy,

right?

Daisy.

Hey, Luke.

Heard you had a busy day.

Every day's busy
around here, sir.

Listen, I'm headed
back to Washington.

I thought I'd stop
by one more time.

Try and persuade you

that this job offer is serious.

Here's the thing, Congressman.

I like it here.

Your dad warned me you might
be strong-willed about this.

My father? My father's
the reason I moved here.

With all due respect, sir,

you just want to hire me
so my dad will owe you one.

But I'm not interested
being a pawn.

I appreciate the offer,
Congressman.

But you can give that job
to someone who wants it.

Thanks.

We got a bet
going on around here.

Wondering how you know Luke.

Uh, Luke never told
you about his dad?

His dad? No. Uh-uh.

Well, his dad's one

of the most powerful
lobbyists in Washington.

Luke never mentioned
that to you, huh?

Guess not.

Huh. Well, good for him.

Miller Time?

You buying?
The first round.

Sounds great.

Mr. Calvin.

I heard the news.

You caught the son of a bitch.

Yes, sir.
You should have killed him.

That wouldn't bring Katie back.

No.

But it would've felt good.

You ready?

You now what?
On second thought,

I think I'm going to head home.

Fifty-Nine is probably starving.

All right.

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If you have any information
on the whereabouts of this fugitive,

please contact your local
United States Marshall Office

or call 1-877-102