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- In the nation's
largest city,

the vicious and violent
members of the underworld

are hunted by the detectives

of the Organized Crime
Control Bureau.

These are their stories.

- Uncle Randall, I'm trying
to get a hold of my dad.

- Pop's on a case.

You can't tell your
favorite uncle?

- It's just really something
I need to tell Dad first.

- Looks like ATF
got tipped off.

Angus is not going to
be a problem anymore.

Who's going to handle distro?
- I've got some ideas.

- Emery caters
to militant fringe groups

all over the world.

Intel says he's got
something big coming in.

- So weapons?

- Product came
from your district.

- There is these soldiers,
Americans.

They're the ones
taking over the poppy fields!

- Let me see your arm.
- No, God damn it!

- How long have
you been using?

We know it comes from
the same region in Afghanistan

that you were deployed to.

[tense music]

- Did you break into
my place of business?

- A cop was killed there.

- For your safety...

for Elliot's...

back off.

♪

Ah-ah-ah.
In here, we play spy rules.

We gotta lag for it.

Listen,
I could use another top-up.

- Careful, soldier.

You're gonna become
one of my best customers.

- Every night he comes in here
like he owns the place.

- Not the place.

Just the people
whose pockets he lines.

- It's only a matter of time

before the Americans
cut and run.

You know that as well as I do.

- This is my operation,
my people.

Without me, you have nothing.

- I'm more than happy
to make arrangements

with one of the other warlords.

- None of them speak English.

- [chuckles]

[speaking Pashto]

[tense music]

♪

- I won't take
any less than half.

Mm?

- Then we're done here.

♪

- As I said,
these are my people,

even the ones
that look like you.

So let's let these men
drink in peace.

We continue
our negotiation outside.

[grunting]

Hey, easy!

- [shushes]

Hey, you and your men leave.
Now.

- Easy. Take it easy.
- Now.

Go.

- Let's go.

♪

- [exhales deeply]
You okay?

- I'll live.
- [clears throat]

- I'm more worried about you.

- Stabler.
- Yes, sir.

- Why am I not surprised?
- [clears throat]

- Let me see your hands.

♪

[sighs]

- [sighs]

- Knock, knock.

- You.

- I heard you were
dishonorably discharged.

- [sighs] What do you want?

- To offer you a job.

- [chuckles]

- You impressed me in the bar.

- You're welcome.

And no thanks.

- I had someone at that bar
watching my back.

And when I needed him,
I got you.

- [sighs]

Well, you should talk to HR
about that.

Got nothing to do with me, ace.

- See, I think it does.

And I think you need me
as much as I need you.

♪

- [sighs]

- You've been with me a while,
Joe.

I know when
you're not yourself.

- I'm getting it together.

- Good,
'cause I'd hate to lose you.

[suspenseful music]

♪

"We stopped looking
for monsters under our bed

when we realized the monsters
were inside us."

- Uh, Ozzy Osborne?

- [laughs]
- No?

- Charles Darwin.

- Oh, survival of the fittest.

- Correct.

But not the fittest
in the way most people think.

He was talking
about adaptability.

You and I,
we change, evolve, adapt.

We just need to keep an eye out
for the monsters.

♪

[tense music]

♪

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- Hey.

Good morning.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Hey. Welcome back.

- Mm.
- We missed you.

- What do you got?

- Uh, your brother,
he's a bit of a globetrotter.

- Mm.

- He's been pinging back
and forth from Europe

to the States
for at least once a week.

But it looks like he just
arrived back here this morning

on a private jet,
where he was the only passenger

listed on the manifest.

- On a Falcon 2000LXS?

- Yeah, that's--
that's it exactly.

- Yeah.

- It's registered
to an American LLC,

which is owned
by a Chinese conglomerate.

- It's Julian Emery's plane.

- Yeah.

Look, I'm tracking
your brother's car,

his credit cards, his passport.

- Mm-hmm, yeah.
- I'll find him.

- I know you will.

- Joe?
- Hey, yeah.

- Do we know how deep he's in
with Emery?

- No, I'm just hoping he
didn't know anything about Sam.

- He didn't. He couldn't have.

- Well, I hope you're right.
[laughter]

- Oh, we just happened
to pull up at the same time.

- Coincidentally.

- Julian Emery's operation,

as far as we've been able
to unpack, his tentacles,

they stretch
all over the world.

He's got ties
to Afghan warlords,

Soviet industrialists,
Greek shipping magnates,

and, of course, stateside,
the One-Eyed Skulls.

- These two here,
part of his inner circle.

That's the muscle.
She's the legal.

- What do we know
about the shipment

coming in from Belarus?

Are we sure it's just weapons?

- Well, ATF thinks it's
an old Soviet stockpile

that went missing
six months ago.

They got that information
from the SSU.

- So we don't know what's in it
or when it's coming in?

- Correct.

- Well, that's terrifying.

Is Emery planning to use it?

- I don't think we can afford
to wait and find out.

- I can reach out
to Port Authority,

try to get a rundown
on the freighters

coming in
in the next few weeks.

- Like looking for a needle
in a haystack.

- I also wouldn't
put it past this guy

to be bringing this stuff in
on a cruiseliner.

- What about the Boone family?

Have we gotten anything
from them?

- No,
they're still really quiet.

CSU is still doing a catalog of
all the evidence at the farm.

- Tyler Gutterson.
He handled pickups.

So if anyone knows where the
shipment's coming in, it's him.

- ATF is interviewing him
this morning.

I'm gonna crash it.

I got a few questions
to ask him myself.

- [scoffs]
I cannot believe they sent you.

This supposed to make me
feel comfortable,

being interrogated by somebody
who lied to my face?

- You made a deal.
Now it's time to talk.

- What did Angus tell you about
the shipment that's coming in?

- Hell, I don't even think
Angus knew anything.

He never got the chance.

You and your friends
raided the place

before he got the details.

- But you made regular pickups,

brought in the heroin
for processing.

Which port were they--

- It was never at any port.

All right?

Picked up at a place
called Arinto Imports.

They smuggled it in
using crates of wine.

Really, really bad wine,
by the way.

- Who'd you pick up from?

- Depends on the day.

It was this foreign dude,
like Russian maybe.

He didn't talk much,

but mostly, it was
this other dude, American.

His name was Joe.

Yeah. Yeah, that's him.

- Was he there the day

you picked up the body
of Detective Bashir?

- No.

No.

But, um...

but I did see your boy die.

[tense music]

♪

- How did you find this place?

How did you find this place?

♪

- They made me take care
of the body.

I'd never done anything
like that before.

- And you're sure
he was not there?

- Even if he was,
dude is an addict.

All right?

He was buying off of me
under the table.

Doubt he could
even shoot straight.

♪

- You wanna tell me
what that was?

- An interrogation.

- My interrogation
that you hijacked.

- He knew nothing
about the shipment.

But he knew who killed my guy,
so I pursued it.

- Who is that guy in the photo?

- A lead we're chasing.

But it seems to be
a dead end too.

♪

- I don't know how you
drink this stuff this late.

- Doesn't even affect me
anymore.

I just like the taste.

- What?

[drill whirs]

Hope you know what
you're doing.

- I know my way around a drill.

- That's not what
I'm talking about.

- You got a better idea?

- No.

- Yeah.

[drill whirring]

- [clears throat]

[sniffles]

[tires screeching]

♪

[engine revving]

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

♪

[sighs]

[tires squealing]

♪

Get off! What the--get off me!

[muffled shouting]

♪

- Hey, Joey.

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[tense music]

- [scoffs]

Are you trying
to get me killed?

- We're trying
to get you clean.

- All right.
You don't understand.

The people I work for,
if I don't show up,

they will come looking for me.

- Well, something tells me

you've gone missing
for a few days before.

- What do you know?

- Well, what we know is that

you're not going back there,
Joey.

- You can't hold me hostage!

This is kidnapping!
It's against the law!

And you are--[muffled shouting]

- It's either this or I put you
in the back of a squad car,

and I let you detox
in some holding cell

while you await arraignment.

- [muffled speech]

You're gonna arrest me
for what?

You guys are both so full of--

[groans]

- You're a person of interest
in a homicide, Joey!

Do you get it now?

Because this is happening.

We can do it the hard way
or the less hard way,

but that's entirely up to you.

♪

Get comfortable.
We'll be right outside.

[door closes, lock clicks]

How's the nausea?

- You did this to me.

- Gotta stay hydrated.

- Google tell you that?

- No, actually--

- [sighs]

- Joe, look at me.

Okay, don't look at me,
but we're gonna talk.

- I had nothing to do
with that cop's death.

- Okay.

What was he doing
at your warehouse?

- I don't know.

- You don't know?
- I don't know.

- You sure about that?

- [scoffs]

Joey, one of my guys is dead,

and what bothers me is,
you don't seem to care.

- [sighs]

- I didn't kill him.

- [sniffs]

Tobias Krychek.

- [scoffs]

How do you know that name?

- It's my job to know his name.

[soft suspenseful music]

Tell me about Emery.

- Businessman.
- Businessman?

- International stuff.

I saved his ass in Afghanistan.

Gave me a job.

- Doing what?

- Importing wine.

- And heroin?
- [scoffs]

I never saw any of that.

- You never saw any of that?

♪

You know,
I brought Sam into the OCCB.

He was chasing down that heroin
because I asked him to.

Do you know why I asked him to?

Because
I was worried about you.

- I never asked you
to get involved.

- You gave me no choice.
What am I supposed to do?

Just stand by while you flush
your life down the toilet?

♪

I love you.

I love you.

♪

[knocks on door]
It's me.

[lock clicks]

- What you got?

- CSU just sent this over.

Laptop from the Boone farm.

- That's what Stabler was
telling us about.

- Yeah, if we can
find a pattern

in the heroin smuggling routes,
maybe we can narrow down

where and when
the Emery shipment's coming in.

- Sergeant.

Marcus Cole, ATF.

I hear you had
an interesting interaction

with one of my field agents
yesterday.

- Why don't we talk about this
in my office?

- This is a joint operation.

If we're not going to be
transparent with each other--

- If this is about how I
learned during an interrogation

that ATF made a deal
with Tyler Gutterson,

I accept your apology.

- We've been on this case for
months before OCCB showed up.

- No.

No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no!

- What?
- This is not happening!

- What is going on?

- There was rootkit
malware embedded

in the laptop's hard drive.

Whoever's on the other end
now has access to this machine.

Look, if they can manage
to ride the network

back to my lab, they
can corrupt the whole system.

The magic box is dead!

[suspenseful music]

- Who's this?

- Oh, I figured that
Joe could use a little,

uh, professional looking after.

Gabriel used to be an EMT.
- Eight years.

- It's a rough job.

Folks usually burn out
long before that.

- [chuckles]
Stayed five years too long.

- Uh-huh. You know what
you're getting yourself into?

- Randall filled me in.

How long has it been
since he last used?

- I have no idea,
but he's looking pretty rough

and has accused me
of trying to kill him twice.

- How many times has
he told you to go to hell?

- 13, give or take.

- It's gonna get a lot worse
before it gets better.

You mind if
I give him a once-over?

- Yeah, I'll go with you.

- What's the damage?

- I think I stopped the virus
before it infected

the mainframe back at my lab,
but we can't risk using it

until my people have
gone over every line of code.

- So we're back
to the basics for now?

- Actually, I've been thinking
about that surveillance camera

we retrieved at Arinto.

- I thought that
was a dead end.

- On its own, it was.

It bounced its connection
through so many IP addresses,

it was impossible to tell which
was its origin server.

The rootkit virus
from the Boone farm's laptop

did the same thing.

I compared the list
of IP addresses they use

and I got a match.

- Let me guess. It's overseas.

- Mm, a little closer to home.
Server farm in the Bronx.

- If I can get in there

and connect
to their server directly,

I can bypass
their security system.

- Probably our best bet
of figuring out

when the shipment is coming in.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Vargas hacked the keypad.
We're in.

Place is a ghost town.

- And server farms are
mostly automated,

so we should be in
for a quiet night.

- You didn't just say that.

- The server we're after
is in the northeast corner.

Hang left.

- This is as cool as
I thought it would be.

- What is?

- Being a field operative.

- Ugh,
I hope I don't regret this.

- You guys should
be almost on top of it.

♪

- How long is this gonna take?

- Never disturb
an artist at work.

♪

Jet, it's what we thought.

There's an anti-tampering
system in place.

- What's it do?

- Sets off an alarm
the second I tap into it.

But I got a new toy
that should help me bypass it.

[keyboard clicking]
- Time to turn off the lights.

You have two seconds before
the backup generator kicks in.

- All right.

Ready when you are.

- Three, two, one.

[slowing whirring]

[whirring resumes]

- [chuckles]
It's working.

[tense music]

♪

- Guys, you have company.

Guys?

Bobby?

Vargas?

We're being jammed.
I can't warn them.

.

- OCCB Sergeant Bell
to Central.

I need a 1085
to 527 Laughlin Ave.

♪

[gunshots]

- Yo, we gotta go.

- What?
I'm only at 40%.

- Guys,
can you buy us some time?

Jet, can you hear me?

Jet?

I lost contact.
It's time to go.

- No, just a bit longer.

[gunshots]

- Just so you know, taking fire
was not my distraction plan.

- Yeah, I figured.

- Hey, hey, hey.

There's somebody coming.

Keep downloading
while I check it out.

♪

[gunshots]

Hey. You good? Come on.

- Yeah, yeah, I think so.

- Come on, come on, come on!

Stay close.
[gunshots]

♪

[gunshots]

- I hope they heard the shots
and got out.

- We need to do the same.

[sirens wailing]

- Moving. Move this way. Out!
- Move!

[indistinct shouting]

We're clear.

♪

- His blood pressure and
heart rate are still elevated,

but that's normal, considering
what he's going through.

- [groans]
My skin's on fire.

- That's normal too.

- I'm right here! Talk to me!

- Okay.

Drink more fluids.
Eat more food.

- Oh, go to hell.

- I called in a favor.
- Yeah.

- Got him a prescription
for clonidine.

Should help ease
the withdrawal symptoms.

- All right. Thanks a lot.

I don't know what he's paying
you, but it's not enough.

- He said you were paying me.

- Eh.

- [panting]

- Hey, listen, Joey, I told Ma
you weren't feeling well,

and she wanted me
to give you this.

- Just leave me alone.

You don't know
what you've done.

- We know what we've done.

- We just don't know
what we're doing.

- I gotta get back.
- You're not going anywhere.

- No, no, you don't understand.
I gotta get back.

- Stay there.
- Go to sleep.

- Hey, guys?

Guys.

Remember...

remember when we put Pop
in the ground?

[somber music]

It was so cold there.

♪

Why didn't you
come to the wake?

I think I broke that day.

[exhales deeply]

♪

[knocks on window]

- So I got a little something
from Joey.

After we busted the farm,
there was a change of plan.

Emery is now looking
for a new place

to house the incoming cargo.

- Any idea where?

- Not really, but supposedly
warehouses near the harbor.

- Mm.
- That's what I got.

- Hey, you know,
my uncle went through this,

and I know it was hard seeing
people struggling this way,

so hang in there.

Hey.
Any update on Emery's server?

- Nothing we can
make sense of yet.

Once we get the magic box
back up and running,

we'll know more.

- Detective, we need to talk.
Now.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Your brother is
part of Emery's crew,

and you didn't think
that was worth mentioning?

- Hold on a second.
Just--let's slow down here.

Now, you're the one who's
got someone on the inside

reporting to Emery.

That nearly got you killed.

What do you think
is going to happen to Joe

if they find out
he's my brother?

- I just thought after
everything we went through--

- Trish.
- I trusted you.

- Trish, he's my brother.

I couldn't take that chance.

- How much does he know?

- Look, he saw what
he wanted to see.

He was blind to the rest.

Right now, I'm just
trying to get him clean

so he can tell us something.

- This could only work
if we're on the same page.

- You're right.

From now on,
between you and me, no secrets.

♪

[phone rings]

Hey, kid. What's up?

- Dad.

I've been trying
to get ahold of you.

I know you've been
on assignment,

but I left messages.

- Everything all right?

- Everything's great.

I just need to talk to you
about something.

- Get out of my way!

- What is that?
- Don't touch me!

- Hey, Eli,
let me call you back.

- Dad--

- I hope he likes surprises.

♪

[grunting]

- Get off me!
Get--

- Gabriel!

- Off now!

Get off me!
- Just a second.

- Get off me!

- You're gonna feel
a little pinch.

- No! No!

[sighs]

♪

- Where are his cuffs?

- I took them off.

He seemed fine, all right?
Then he went nuts.

.

- Feel like
I got hit by a truck.

- Close.
It was your brother.

- Uh, no, he was
the little scooter

that ran me over when
I was already down.

- [chuckles] That was a joke.
- [laughs] Yeah.

- Blood pressure's coming down.

And your pulse ox looks good.

If you guys don't need me,

I'll go and pick up your mom
from Maureen's place.

- Yeah, appreciate that
very much.

And thanks for this.
Thanks for all the help.

- Of course. No worries.

- So right now,

scale of one to ten,
how much do you hate me?

- Eight.

- He's back to normal.

- Yeah, pretty good.

- Sorry.

[somber music]

You too.

♪

- What's wrong?

- I can't believe
I tried to steal from Ma.

- Well,
I think she'll forgive you,

seeing as how you've always
been her favorite, so.

- [laughs]
Yeah, you're her favorite.

- Yeah.

- Uh, what about me?
Was I not in the running?

- [laughing]
You were never in the running.

- Never.
- Ever.

- Didn't you hear?

Never.

- [laughing]
Oh, God, I'm starving.

- Yeah, I got you some soup.

- No, no, no.

Any--anything but your soup.

It's awful. Please.

You know what
I'm in the mood for?

- A Luger burger.

- Luger burger.

- Yeah, all right.
[Joe laughs]

Single? Double? Both of you?

- Double, double, double,
double.

- All right.
Well, they're not open yet.

Let me see what I can think of.

Pepperoni, extra anchovy.

Hey.

[tense music]

No.

- Yeah.
He sucker-punched me.

Now he's gone.

♪

- Not dead after all.

- Sorry to disappoint you.

- Where have you been?

- [scoffs]

- We're not sure what
they got off the server,

but we've destroyed all the
data and activated the backup.

- You've been gone a while.

- I heard you.

So I locked myself in a room,
got clean.

- Monsters?

- All quiet.

- For now.

- I wanna help.

What can I do?

- You're with Tobias.

We found a new facility.

He's got the specs.

- Got it.

♪

[sighs]

[sniffles]

[dial tones chiming]

[sighs]

It's me.

We need to talk.

- What the hell's
the matter with you?

- I went back in.

- I don't know what that means.
What, are you using again?

- No, I went back in
with Emery.

- What are you talking about?
- It's nothing.

I just went back to work,
that's all.

- Working for Emery?
- Yeah!

No one's the wiser.

Now you got a guy
on the inside.

- No, no.

Joey, Joey,
this isn't your fight.

- That's where you're wrong.
This ismy fight.

I gotta make it right.

- No, you gotta stay healthy.

That's all you gotta do.

Just leave it to the
professionals, please.

- Do you know when
the cargo's due to arrive?

- No, not yet.

- Well, I do.
A couple of days at most.

And I'm checking
out a warehouse

in the morning for storage.

[suspenseful music]

- Do you know about a docking--

- Docking berth? Yeah.

I don't know yet,

but when I do know,
you'll know.

Look, El, it's done.

I'm in. I'm the guy.

Besides, I got a burner phone.

- Well, don't turn it on
until you need to use it.

- What am I, ten?

- In my mind, yeah, you are.

- [scoffs]

I meant what I said.

- About what?

- I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

I'm sorry
I put you through this.

I'm sorry I put
everybody through this.

Sorry I put Ma through this.

The last time I saw her...

I scared her, El.

The look in her eyes,
I can't get it out of my head.

Just tell her I love her.

- I could do that.

She'd rather hear it from you,
though.

Uh, let me run this
by my sergeant

and see if we can set up
secure communications, backup.

But in the meantime, look.

You gotta promise me, though,
if anything doesn't feel right,

you're out of there.

- Okay. I promise.

.

[tense music]

♪

- I take it we're setting up
our own security systems?

- Yeah.

- Good. What else do we need?

Are we bringing in crates?

We need forklifts, conveyors?

- Let me worry about it.

- I'm trying to do my job.

It'd help if you let me.

- Take it easy, Joey.
Take it easy.

- You know what
you need to know.

- All I'm saying is, I don't
like being left in the dark.

- Maybe you shouldn't
have disappeared.

- I don't need to
explain myself to you.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- Because I think you do.

[intermittent static blasts]

- What's happening?
What's happening?

Why are we losing sound?

- Hang on.
I'm losing the feed.

Hang on.

- I went past your hotel.
You weren't there.

Neither was your car.

- What's happening?
Give me eyes.

Eyes? What do we got?

- Hang on.

- Doesn't sound like
a guy holed up in his room.

- Gun, gun!

Tobias has a gun.

♪

- Where the hell were you?

- Relax.

We're on the same team.

- Are we?

- Door's locked.
We need a way in.

- There's an open loading dock
at the back.

- Okay.

- You're a junkie, a liar,
traitor.

Two out of three
still makes you a liability.

- And killing a cop
makes you a blind servant.

- Can't see them.

They walked out of sight.

♪

- Are you done?

- I had to check.
- I got the feed back.

Stabler, hold on.

- 'Cause I was doing my job.

- Give him a minute.

- 10-4, standing by.

♪

- Don't you ever question me.

- I think he's got this.

- You try that again and
you won't live to regret it.

Now, get up.

- Get off me.

♪

- [sighs]

[brushing sounds]

- Eli.
- Hey, Dad.

What happened?

You guys have another
earthquake or something?

- No, but it was something.

What are you doing here?

- Well, if someone
actually answered his phone

or stopped hanging up
on people.

- Yeah, well--yeah.

- I hope you don't mind.
We let ourselves in.

[door opens]
- We?

Oh.
- Hi, Mr. Stabler.

- Dad, you remember Becky.

- How are you?
- Oh, we're great.

- Good.

- Uh, we, uh, got some news.

- Okay.

- Um...

we're moving back
to New York together.

We're living together.

- Are you leaving school?

[phone buzzing]

- If it's okay, we thought that
we could stay here for a bit.

Just until we find a place.

- You're not
answering my question.

[phone buzzing]

- [chuckles softly]

You need to get that?

[phone buzzing]

- Yeah?

[suspenseful music]

♪

- What are we looking at?

- It's a queue,

like when you're buying
concert tickets online.

- Multiple buyers
lined up already.

- Good.

Thanks to our friends
at the SSU,

we got an inventory of all
the weapons that were stolen

at that depot in Belarus.

Total haul was
just over 2 tons.

- Hey, we managed to decrypt
the data on that server.

- It looks like Emery
is holding an online auction.

- 12 bidders so far.

Each of them routed
through anonymized VPNs.

- And they're all untraceable.

- What are they buying?

- Hang on a minute
and I can tell you.

♪

- Wait, this is all coming
into New York Harbor?

- RPG-29 Vampir rocket-
propelled grenade launchers.

DShKM heavy machine guns,

9K32 Strela
anti-aircraft missiles.

- Holy hell.

[tense music]

♪

[tense music]

♪

[wolf howls]