All language subtitles for FBI Most Wanted. S02E12. Criminal Justice

What's going on?

I heard something outside.

Stay here.

Hey!

Get away from my car!

Brian, are you okay?

Oh, my God!

No, no!

I thought he was gonna kill me.

No, baby, no.

No. No, no, no.

No, no.

No...

Negative?

Four months in a row.

We knew this could take some time.

I didn't have this problem with Anais.

Maybe I'm just too old for this now.

You know that's not true.

I think it's time to move on
from this sperm donor.

We still got the book?

It's in the living room.

Let's go break it out.

Come on, it's gonna be fun.

Maybe later.

Oh, God.

Go.

I'll be fine.

I'm sorry.

Sector Two Nine, traffic
stop at Diamond and Mavis.

New York Tags.

Delta Romeo Alpha Three Nine Nine Zero.

- Why are you pulling me over?
- Get back in your car, sir.

I stopped at that stop sign.

Get back in your car now!

Daddy, please.

And why do you have your gun out, man?

- I didn't do anything!
- Just chill out, bro!

I'm not your bro.
Call Mommy and just tell her...

No, no!

Dad!

That was six weeks ago in Buffalo.

The deceased's name was Nasir Mills.

The girl in the car was his daughter.

Yeah, I remember seeing that
on the news.

Maybe the cop thought
he was reaching for a weapon.

I don't know.

Not a lot of de-escalation
going on before that.

Yesterday, the Special
Prosecutor they brought in

from another county announced
he's not bringing charges

against that officer.

His name is Brian Granger.

He's the reason we're here.

Last night, Granger
was killed outside his house

by James Johnson.

Age 39, single, no record,
and no family in the area.

His fingerprints were found
on a can of spray paint

he used to tag Granger's car.

Now, Granger's wife said they'd
been getting death threats.

They heard a noise in the driveway

and her husband grabbed a gun,
went out to investigate.

She heard two shots, and by
the time she got outside,

Granger was dying.

Wait, the cop was killed
with his own gun?

Yes. Both shell casings at the scene

are from his personal weapon.

One in the driveway,
one by the front door.

Granger fired first.

Maybe trying to scare Johnson away.

Check this out. It's already blowing up.

I am sure that James Johnson
will prevail at trial.

Mark Duval, he's a big-time
criminal lawyer.

He'll be all over a case like this.

How are they calling him a vigilante?

They don't even know what happened yet.

Well, a dead cop. That's how.

Killed in his own driveway.

But Johnson doesn't seem
like the aggressor here.

Well, he was on Granger's property.

Vandalized his car
in the middle of the night.

So he deserves to get shot
over a can of spray paint?

Well, he didn't get shot.

He's not the one
lying in the grass dead.

Yeah, but it could've been self-defense.

Then why'd he take the gun and run?

As opposed to what? Him waiting around

for Buffalo PD to show up
and try to explain himself?

- You don't get it, man.
- No, man, you don't get it.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Let's dial it down.

We don't know what happened.
What we do know,

we have a man with a grudge
who's armed and on the run.

They brought us in to find him,
so let's focus on our job.

- All right?
- Yes, sir.

Okay, Barnes and Ortiz,
see what intel you can get

from the Special Prosecutor.

The rest of us will go check
out Johnson's residence.

Look, man, I know what you're thinking.

But you're wrong.

No, you don't know what I'm thinking.

Super said Johnson rented
here for seven years.

He was quiet, a nice guy.

Would even help him shovel out his car

any time there was a big snowstorm.

Utility bill payment ready to be mailed.

Paycheck from Buffalo Beverage Barn.

Johnson was planning
on coming home last night.

Looks like he was
an amateur photographer.

Tons of landscapes, except for this one.

His glory days in junior college.

Huh. Could be.

His laptop's still here.

Anything in the emails?

He didn't tell anyone
what he planned to do,

but his browsing history
tells another story.

We got a half a dozen views
of the Nasir Mills

body cam footage.

We have YouTube hits on Eric Garner,

George Floyd, Michael Brown.

Motivation. And plenty of it.

Hey, look at this.

Yesterday, Johnson visited
an activist message board.

Somebody doxxed Officer Granger,

put out his home address.

So Johnson knew exactly
where to find him.

Why don't you run that down?

That doxxer might be mixed up
in all of this.

Nasir Mills sealed his fate

when he jumped out of his car
and wouldn't obey commands.

Hardly a reason for Officer Granger

to shoot him four times.

I interviewed Brian personally.

He said he saw Mills
reach for something metallic

in his pocket.
His body cam backs him up.

Pretty clear he was handing
his cell phone to his daughter.

He had every reason
to believe it was a gun

and his life was in danger.

You're federal agents, you know that.

Yeah, but they brought you
in as Special Prosecutor

'cause it was a sensitive case.

You don't wanna at least
present to the grand jury

and let them decide?

Present what?

In my judgement, no jury would convict

based on the evidence we had.

Are you aware of any relationship

between Officer Granger
and our fugitive?

No. From what I heard,

it was just some random attack.

Brian had every right
to protect his family

and his property.

We also have a duty to retreat...

I'm not gonna litigate
this case with you.

And we're not asking you to.

We just need any leads you get
on Johnson's whereabouts.

That's up to Buffalo PD.

Can you ask them to cooperate?

Don't worry.

They're highly invested in
bringing that man to justice.

That's what I'm afraid of.

I paid 10 bucks and found
Granger's address online.

Is that illegal?

No, but given the circumstances,

you put an officer's life in jeopardy.

How about these circumstances?

The last time I went downtown,
the cops pulled me over.

By myself, 2:30 in the morning.

Good thing my father gave me
and my sisters "the talk"

about driving while Black.

Did you ever get "the talk"?

When you were 13 years old,
Mr. White Policeman?

There was this overzealous
cop in the neighborhood

where I grew up.

We learned to keep our distance too.

Were you afraid he was gonna kill you?

I'm not gonna lose sleep
because I doxxed Granger.

I feel sorry for his wife,
but he was the one

who shot Nasir Mills four times
in front of his daughter.

So all cops are bad.
Until you need one, right?

That's not what I said.
It's the system that's racist.

All over this country,
cops have one job:

To keep people like me
away from people like you.

Then they use our Black neighborhoods

as profit centers.

Write up a bunch of lame-ass citations,

jack up fines with interest
and penalties.

When you don't show up for a court date

you don't even know about,
there's an arrest warrant out.

That harmless little traffic ticket
turns into you losing your job.

And don't even get me started
on mortgage redlining.

So better we find James
Johnson than the Buffalo PD.

I don't know where he is,
and I wouldn't tell you

even if I did.

I think that guy
did something righteous.

By the way, the reason why
I got pulled over

in the middle of the night?

My license plate was too dirty.

I have to go. I have class.

Hey, boss. What's up?

We've got a hit on Johnson's BOLO.

His blue Camry is in
a shopping mall parking lot

in Batavia. 42 miles east of Buffalo.

All right. We're on it.

Guys, that's him.

Hey!

James Johnson? FBI!

Damn it.

Oh!

Hey.

Need a ride somewhere?

Uh, yeah.

You... you sure it's no trouble?

No problem. Get in.

Don't worry.

We know who you are.

There's a half dozen exits here.

He could've gone any direction.

And PD's still canvassing for witnesses.

Hey, boss.

Found this in the stairwell.

Johnson must've ditched it.

Standard issue for a disguise.

Probably the best he could do.

We have him on video.

Underground car park, southwest corner.

He highjacked a car from
a couple of kids in a Mazda.

- Yeah, that's him.
- I don't see a gun.

The car is registered
to a Gillian Barwell, aged 18.

She lives here in Batavia.
I'll get a BOLO out.

Johnson wasn't expecting
to be on the run,

which means he has no plan
and no resources.

That makes him desperate.

Well, the public's not much help either.

The tip lines are dead silent.

Well, add this to the mix.

The Networks have a Johnson
count-up clock now.

Their legal eagles have already
found him not guilty of murder.

Well, what about carjacking,
gun possession and kidnapping?

Okay.

Crosby and Ortiz, you guys stay mobile

in case we get a hit on that BOLO.

The rest of us will go see
Gillian's parents.

She's not picking up.
It's going right to voicemail.

Gillian went to the mall
with her boyfriend, Zack.

I should really call his mom and dad.

Is this guy asking for ransom?

We're not expecting that,

but we'll post someone here
just in case.

Oh, God.

We know this is upsetting for you both.

We'll do everything in our
power to get them back safely.

And the good news is Johnson
hasn't purposely harmed anyone.

Honey.

I just remembered the tracker.

Right. We hid a GPS

in the tissue box in her car,
just to keep tabs on her.

She has a hard time
with the word "curfew."

Can you show us how to log in?

Yeah, yeah. It's over here.

Kenny, you and Ortiz stand by.

We're about to get a 20
on Gillian's car.

- You guys sure about this?
- Totally.

Our friends aren't gonna believe this.

Twitter is like "That cop
got what he deserved."

- I'm on Twitter?
- Trending, dude.

Number one. They're calling you a hero.

They're headed east on Route 20.

About 9 miles west of Seneca Falls.

We have to swing south.

They're doing 55, give or take.

Our ETA to intercept is nine minutes.

I saw the Nasir Mills video online.

- Mm.
- That was cold.

With his daughter
right there in the car!

I think what happened
to that cop was karma.

Yeah, well, not everybody
looks at it that way.

Yeah, my dad says you're a cop killer.

- Sorry.
- Oh, my God.

My dad has one of those GPS
tracker things in here.

He thinks I don't know.
It's in the tissue thing.

Hold on. Crosby.

They stopped.

They pulled over on Route 20.

I'm sending you coordinates now.

Crosby.

Hey, boss. They ditched the tracker.

Yeah, we lost 'em. All right.

There's no way Johnson
found that tracker on his own.

Well, Gillian must've known her father

was spying on her
and told Johnson about it.

She and her boyfriend
just went from hostages

to aiders and abettors.

It looks like they're
financing him now, too.

The boyfriend used his ATM card
an hour ago

at a gas station on State Road 13.

A $200 withdrawal.

There's nobody else in sight.

Definitely doesn't look like
he's under duress.

Those structures across the road.

- What is that?
- Looks like a motel.

It is. Berkshire Motor Lodge.

Maybe that's why they needed
the extra cash.

They hunkered down there for the night.

Nobody was in the room
the kids checked into.

No sign of their Mazda anywhere.

Jess.

- FBI, freeze!
- Oh, God!

- Zack and Gillian?
- Yes.

- Yeah.
- Where's Johnson?

He's not here.

We hung out
in the hotel room for a while.

He was watching the news on TV.

- Where'd he go?
- He didn't say.

He just took my car and left.

Took, or you gave it to him?

It's not JJ's fault
the system's screwed up.

He's a nice guy, so, yeah,
we helped him a little.

Put your hands behind your back.

- Oh, you're arresting us?
- You helped a fugitive escape.

You two are in serious trouble.

Everyone's saying
he didn't do anything wrong!

That's not for you to decide!

Get 'em out of here.

You can call your parents in the car.

Things just got a lot harder.

He's gonna get help along the way.

That's the Special Prosecutor's car.

Yep, torched in his driveway
at 3:00 a.m. last night.

So we got copycats now?

Thinking Johnson's a hero?

This reminds me of O.J. Simpson.

My pops took me to a bridge over the 405

to watch the chase.

Hundreds of people out there.

When that white Bronco showed
up, people started cheering

like he was breaking tackles at USC.

Well, Johnson may be a hero
in some quarters,

but he's still a fugitive.

Our job is to bring him in

and let the system do its work.

The same system that exonerated Granger?

If Johnson turns himself in,
he might have a shot

- at minimal jail time.
- I'm with Sheryll.

Why should he think he can get
a fair shake in Buffalo?

All right, let's stay on point.

There's no doubt that Johnson
is feeling his power.

He set out to make a statement

the night that he killed Granger.

Now he has an audience
and he has a spotlight.

Which makes him more likely
to up the ante.

Eh...

not necessarily.

If I'm Johnson, I'm thinking
this whole thing's getting worse.

I'm tired of running.

Maybe we should throw him a lifeline.

We're doing everything in our power

to bring this to a peaceful resolution,

and we're asking
for the public's assistance

in doing that.

How do you expect that to happen

when Johnson's become a folk hero?

I don't agree
with that characterization.

But isn't it true that you
have suspects in custody

that helped him evade capture?

Two teenagers who got in
way over their heads.

But I would like to make an appeal

directly to James Johnson.

Mr. Johnson, I do not condone
your actions,

but there's a long history
of officer-involved shootings

in this country.

No. Let me be blunt here.

Homicides perpetrated
by a handful of police officers

against people of color.

That is unacceptable to the Bureau,

and it has to stop.

I urge you to surrender.

Get an attorney and assert your
defense in a court of law.

Mr. Duval.

I saw you on television.

I know you're in New Orleans,

and I don't have a lot of money.

Do you want me to be your attorney?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I need help.

Then listen carefully.

One, do not tell me where you are.

Two, you need to turn yourself in.

If you keep running,
this only gets worse.

Now, I am gonna
negotiate your surrender,

and I will contact
local counsel in New York

who are experts at justification

and self-defense.

We're gonna fight this tooth and nail.

Sound like a plan?

Mr. Johnson?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Uh... I just need to do something first.

Isobel nailed the appeal to Johnson.

You could tell it wasn't
just persuasion.

She means what she says.

The guy's on the move.
How do we even know he watched?

Let's just give it some time.

Crosby, pad thai and spring rolls.

Thank you.

Johnson went to Faulk Junior College,

but he didn't play football.

How do you know that?

Well, two years after he graduated,

the team got a sponsorship deal
from Nike.

Upgraded all of the uniforms,
just like the one in the photo.

So who's the player making that catch?

Well, that's a good question.

And why did Johnson have it
front and center?

Hey, Charlotte.

No, it's okay. What's up?

When did this happen?

No, I'm not fine with it.

Let me call you right back.

Everything all right?

Not really.

James Johnson has a legal team now,

and Charlotte's on it.

How did you expect me to react?

Duval reached out to me.

I thought you'd be thrilled
that I have this opportunity.

Really, Charlotte?

Your client is who I'm trying to arrest!

He's entitled to be
represented by a lawyer.

Agreed. Anybody but you.

I've been teaching Constitutional

criminal procedure for seven years.

I wrote the seminal law review article

on the justification defense
in New York.

This is a chance to be
on the front line.

You were always happy being a teacher.

A scholar. This is an overreaction.

Overreaction? To what?

A cop getting away
with killing a Black man?

You took this on because
we're not conceiving

and you're frustrated.

I'm the one that's not conceiving.

That's a cheap shot.

I'm sorry.

This is important to me, Sheryll.

The cause is important to both of us.

Someday is now.

Isn't that what we say?

That's what we say.

Johnson's football picture wasn't him.

Turns out it was his
half brother, Charles Young.

And Charles went to Faulk Junior College

on a football scholarship.

He's in jail now on a drug conviction.

Johnson wrote five emails
to the Governor's office

over the years, claiming
his brother was framed.

What happened?

No one ever got back to him.

Hana, turn on the news.

I'm making this in case
something happens to me.

First off, I didn't mean
to hurt that officer.

I... I was just trying
to send a message,

tag his car, and then the man
comes out shooting,

and I defended myself.

They say I'm a "fugitive from justice."

I guess that's true.

The same justice that got
George Floyd tortured to death

by a cop while three other
officers stood around

and did nothing.

Same justice

that hunted Walter Scott down
and shot him in the back!

There's so many names,
I can't even remember!

Then I saw Nasir Mills,

eight blocks from where I live.

And when the law did nothing?

I knew it was time to wake up.

Time to do something.

To let all this rage out.

I needed to let Nasir's family know

that we will never forget
what they did to him.

Am I sorry for how it went down?

I'll let you know when I'm done.

And there you have it. James Johnson...

They're saying Johnson's legal team

sent it to all the major news outlets.

He must've asked his lawyers
to release it.

- How would you feel about...
- No.

I am not reaching out to Charlotte.

It is not her job to help us.

It's her job to help him.

If she really wants to help him,

she should have him turn himself in.

And I'm sure they're working on it.

Obviously, we can't discuss it
with each other.

Ugh. I don't know about this.

I don't want all this in my head

if I have to put this guy down.

You say it like he's an animal.

Uh, my bad, Barnes.

I... it was a poor choice of words.

And I'm sorry.

Can we talk?

We're all a little on edge about this.

Charlotte's her own person.

She made a choice. A choice I support.

Everyone's gonna have to deal with it.

This makes a difficult case
more complicated.

I get that.

I can't have the team fracture over it.

Well, then we just need
to focus on what we do.

Can you?

Me?

If I were in your shoes, I know I'd...

feel conflicted.

I'm a professional. I took an oath.

And there's a job to do here.

You're also human.

Those videos on Johnson's
laptop must take their toll.

Honestly...

my emotions are all over the place.

Police have been brutalizing
my people for 400 years.

One of the reasons I do this

is to change the dynamic.

Maybe that's naive.

I don't think so.

The good news is I think they released

Johnson's statement
'cause he's ready to surrender.

I hope you're right.

But he says he's not done yet.

I worry all this notoriety
might have gone to his head.

Yo, I saw you get on back in Syracuse.

You that guy from Buffalo?

No, it's cool, man.

You taking this all the way to New York?

I'm not who you think I am.

Yo, Port Authority
will be crawling with cops.

Look, man, you don't want
to get caught up in this.

All right?

I don't want to.

I have to.

Yo, and I cried when I saw Nasir Mills

dying in front of his kid.

Something like that happened
to my grandma.

It's a long story.

Hey, I'm sorry.

What's your name?

Wallace.

Wallace.

Look, I'm down to help you

until this whole thing plays out.

No.

Be smart. All right?

I got a target on my back.

You will too.

I'm not worried.

So we replayed the Johnson video

looking for any geographical tells.

Nothing popped.

Then we amped up the audio,

and I heard something.

Am I sorry for how it went down?

I'll let you know when I'm done.

You hear that?

That's the sound
of a commercial bus driver

engaging his air brakes.

- You sure?
- Oh, yeah.

See, my father,
he worked in the oil fields

in Oklahoma City.

Seven days on, three days off.

I loved going with my mom to
pick him up at the bus station.

The Greyhound pulling in,
that's the sound

of my dad coming home.

The nearest bus station is in Syracuse.

The only recent departures
were to Montreal

and New York City.

We would've heard
from Border Patrol by now

if he went north.

Find out where that New York
bus is and stop it.

Coordinate a rally point
with Highway Patrol.

The rest, you're with me.

- Where are we going?
- Syracuse.

Their field office is about to
lend us one of their choppers.

Checked IDs. Everybody's off

- except for a guy in the back.
- What's he look like?

Driver says he's
a Black male, medium build,

wears a hoodie.

My partner's bringing him right out.

What the hell is going on?

Can you remove your hood, please?

- It's not him.
- Is there a problem?

We're looking for this man.
Have you seen him?

Yeah. He was on the bus, in the back.

He got off in Scranton with his friend.

His friend?

Black kid. Maybe 18, 19?

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

They were sitting next to each other.

Chatting each other up.

They say where they were going?

- Not to me.
- Thank you.

Hana, we just missed him.

I just spoke to a Bronx ADA

about Johnson's half brother, Charles.

The only evidence at his trial
was the testimony

of an undercover officer.

No witnesses, no prints on the package.

But here's the kicker.
When the undercover testified,

he wasn't identified by name

because he was still on the street.

I've been there, you just
give your U.C. number

on the stand.

Last summer, NYPD released a database

of their internal misconduct records

as a nod to police reform.

Johnson logged into it and was
finally able to put a name

to the U.C. number he heard in court:

Detective Jerry Solano.

Solano still on the force?

He eventually washed out.

The department said
he was a "bad apple."

But he still lives in Queens.

Johnson claimed his brother was framed.

Sounds like there's something to it.

That's what he alluded to
in his video statement.

He's headed to Queens.
To confront Solano.

- Yeah?
- Jerry Solano.

Who wants to know?

I do.

You know who I am?

No idea.

You remember now?

You're that cop killer from Buffalo.

- I'm Charles Young's brother.
- Who?

Get inside.

I need you to stand back!

- Anything?
- All quiet since we got here.

Who the hell is this guy?

Probably the friend from the bus.

Stop and identify yourself!

Never mind who I am.

James Johnson's got Solano in there.

If any cops approach the house,
he'll kill him!

- What does Johnson want?
- He wanna see his brother!

He didn't look too worried
about going back inside.

No, he didn't.

Seven years ago in the Bronx,

my brother was accused of selling coke

to an undercover cop. To you.

- Get the number to the Bronx DA.
- Copy.

You're gonna call 'em,
and you're gonna say

what really happened that day.

Untie me, and I'll say
whatever you want.

I want the truth!

How am I supposed to remember
seven years ago?

Let me refresh your memory.

It was a Friday night.
East Gun Hill Road.

You radioed that you
just made a drug buy

from a male Black, blue puffer coat.

20 minutes later,
your backup stops my brother.

Gray puffer coat.

They drive you around for a show up,

and you ID him as the seller.

He wasn't a dealer.

He didn't have any drugs on him,
he didn't have any money on him.

He was just walking home
from his girlfriend's apartment.

You want me to say
maybe I made a mistake?

Fine.

It was no mistake.

You set him up!

Why would I set somebody up
I didn't even know?

That's what dirty cops do!

You... you jack up the arrest stats

so you can make Second Grade.

It doesn't matter
if it's righteous or not.

My brother was just a number to you.

Make the call.

You're gonna tell 'em

exactly how many innocent men
you put behind bars

so you could make your promotions.

Get your nice house.

Screw that.

I could just shoot you.

Because I'm going to jail
one way or another.

James Johnson,

this is Agent LaCroix with the FBI.

I'm gonna call you
on Solano's cell phone.

Pick up and we can talk.

Boss. Behind me.

It's okay, it's okay.

- Let her through.
- She's fine? All right.

- You're through.
- Thank you.

Mark's stuck in New Orleans.

Is James communicating with you?

No, nothing so far.

He's in there with another man.

- Any idea who that might be?
- No.

I'm gonna put you over the P.A.,

see if we can get him to talk to us.

Just ask, "Is everybody okay?"

"Do they need anything?"

JJ! JJ!

Johnson's getting pissed!

He told you, he wants
to see his brother!

We can work on that.

But I need to know that Solano's okay.

All right, I'm gonna take out
my phone now.

You cool?

Go ahead.

Okay.

All right, we got it.

What does Johnson want with Solano?

Justice for his brother!

Justice! Justice!

Justice! Justice!

Justice! Justice!

Hell, yeah!

Justice! Justice!

Justice! Justice!

Do you know where your
client's brother's being held?

Fishkill Correctional.

Why? What are you thinking?

Have them bring him here
on emergency furlough.

Stay with me.

Maybe he can talk Johnson
off of this ledge.

I'm not the one who's gonna get
through to this man.

Justice! Justice!

Yo. Move away from the window.

Yo, there's 100 people out there now, J.

100 cops too.

SWAT, snipers.

You two are dead men walking.

Tape his mouth shut.

Move him in front of the window.

That's Johnson's brother.

Charlotte, come with me.

Justice! Justice! Justice! Justice!

Mr. Young. I'm Agent LaCroix.

This is Charlotte Gaines,
one of your brother's lawyers.

- James is in there?
- With a hostage.

The officer who testified against you.

Damn.

We brought you here because your brother

needs to find a way out of this.

Are you prepared to help us?

For James, anything you need.

I'll take him from here.

Hopefully you'll get him to talk.

Justice! Justice! Justice! Justice!

Stand down.

Justice! Justice!

Everybody stand down.

You always were kind of crazy.

Oh, it's good to hold you,
little brother.

Yeah.

Yeah. And don't worry.

I'm not letting you die in this corrupt

son of a bitch's house today.

Solano's gotta make it right
with you, then.

You gotta let that go.

I... I've come too far for that.

He's just a worker ant, JJ.

The whole system's rigged against us.

You can't fight a monster
like that and win.

- I'm already winning!
- There's an army out there!

No angel's coming down from the
sky to take you out of here.

It's them.

One of your lawyers is out there.

You should hear what she has to say.

Hello, Mr. Johnson?

Hello?

So you're my lawyer?

I'm Charlotte Gaines.
I work with Mark Duval.

I'm here to protect you
before things get out of hand.

How are you gonna do that?

First thing, the most important thing,

we need you safe.

You need to come out
and turn yourself in.

So they can gun me down
like they did Nasir Mills?

That's not going to happen.

I'm putting on Agent Barnes
from the FBI.

I'm sorry we have to meet
like this, Mr. Johnson.

Let's try to work together now

and find a way out of this for you.

What happened to Nasir Mills
was terrible.

- It was murder.
- Maybe it was.

And your heart is in the right place.

But you've taken things too far now.

I promise you, if you walk out unarmed,

the FBI will guarantee your safety.

The FBI?

You tried to destroy
Martin Luther King with lies

and blackmail.

You targeted Black Panthers
for assassination.

You're right.

What Hoover did in the '60s
was despicable.

But we're trying to understand
the mistakes of the past

and make amends.

The Feds are trying
to protect civil rights now.

We can demand that they investigate

the Nasir Mills shooting.

And you have a strong
justification defense.

When Granger saw you painting his car,

he should've walked back into the house

and called the police.

What about my brother?

Doing ten years on a lie.

I'll personally take on Charles's case

and file for post-conviction relief.

With the things you brought up
about Detective Solano,

we have a chance to get him out.

Uh...

I'll call you back.

You good with all these promises?

It's more than you came in here with.

Whatever happens,

I'll be there for you
like you were for me.

They're gonna arrest you too.

Brother, I knew that
the minute I sat down

next to you on the bus.

Put the gun down, JJ.

I love you, Charles.

I love you too, James.

Front door!

Gun!

Come down to the grass!

JJ! JJ!

JJ! JJ!

JJ! JJ!

Now stop right there.

JJ! JJ!

JJ! JJ!

JJ! JJ!

Turn around.

Turn around slow.

Justice, justice, justice, justice!

This one wasn't in the playbook.

Definitely not.

Well, you've finally met my boss.

Jess LaCroix.

Charlotte.

Thanks for your help.

I take it you'll be spending
time in Buffalo then.

Working on the case.

My mom says she'll pinch-hit here.

She's thrilled about it, actually.

It will be nice for Anais to
spend some time with Grammie.

This was a roller-coaster for you.

You okay?

Yeah.

I feel like my team had my back.

I'm just glad things will be
getting back to normal now.

What?

Mark Duval offered me a partnership

in their criminal defense practice.

I haven't said yes yet, but...

The fact that you
didn't tell me until now

means you want it.

I just got the offer this morning.

- Mm.
- But you're right.

It's a chance to be back in a courtroom.

To do something in the real world.

How do we go from having another baby

to you working full time?

Can we do both?

You saw what Johnson did
for his brother today.

I want Anais to have a sibling
who loves her that much.

Don't you?

You're going for the book?

Yes, I am.

Pick a number between one and 50.

Don't need to. He's on 36.

For real?

You've been doing homework?

Damn.

Damn!

Hello, Baby Daddy.

Mm-hmm.