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Hello, this is the second sentence. And we are back.

Hello, this is the second sentence. And we are back.

Come on, Mike, I'm sick. You're freaking me out, okay? I feel like I'm going through.

I dare you, Marcus.

You got 90 seconds, all right? Ginger ale and nothing else.

I am a grown-ass man, okay? Chesapeake Lights. Oh, okay. 85 seconds.

I don't know what's fresh. I put them on yesterday.

Well, give me one and put some radish and some nuts in on that motherfucker.

Don't get up. Come on, hurry up. Getting on that

one right there. Yeah, yeah, that right there.

Hurry up. Gotta go, gotta go. Don't be taking your time.

Yeah, my man. Oh.

Hey, open the restaurant.

No, no, no.

Now! Sir, today is not the day.

Fuck off! Look, if I'm not in that car in 15 seconds, there's a very sturdy man.

That's coming in the air, and we both are fucking fucking...

Hey, don't fucking move. What the fuck over there?

Hey, Mike, I told this guy I had to go. Mm-mm.

Is that Skibbles on the counter, Marcus?

Well, they used to take it a long time with the ginger ale.

That is incorrect. He grabbed that ginger ale the second he came in here.

Hi, dog, Marcus. You're not supposed to be eating that shit.

This is not mine, Mike. Yes, it is.

Mind your business with your kind of telling ass.

Everybody shut the fuck up!

Sir, I'm gonna need you to lower your weapon.

Come take my weapon, then, motherfucker.

Don't antagonize him.

Marcus, get in the car.

My head has a punch in my head!

I want to deal with him. You want to deal with me.

Sorry, sir.

But I gotta go.

You didn't have to shoot him, Mike.

Get in the car.

Call now, old man.

I'm telling the police!

Other people look at you and see the tailored suits, the cars, the watches.

I met you without any of that.

Stripped. Basically naked.

Which is 90% of why I'm married.

I met you at your most.

You've been shot.

I was firing you. That was extraordinary.

My vow to spend the rest of my life fighting that flame.

And now pronounce you husband and wife.

May I kiss the bride?

Yes.

You know, it kind of makes sense that he married his therapist after he got shot.

I love that film. Not to help is super important.

Well, this is physical therapist.

Congratulations, Michael.

Thank you, thank you.

Mr. Mayor.

Oh, not yet. Don't jinx it. I'm still just a lonely U.S. attorney.

They're watching what you're doing. You got my vote.

Oh, thank you. Congratulations to you.

The definition of a power couple right there.

I'll let grab you a drink.

Can I get you a drink? No, I'm good.

Thank you.

You know, this time I thought you were a terminal bachelor.

I... I... I had to surprise myself with this one.

Yeah, I guess you just hadn't met the right one.

I had some growing up today.

You were 50.

Oh, my God.

You're gonna pay off.

I'm gonna pre-apologize for whatever he says.

Uh-uh.

Mike.

Uh-uh.

Marcus.

You know that.

Marcus.

Let me get it out.

Come on, man.

Everything you little bitch do, man.

Okay.

The witch blew up.

The prostitute.

My sister.

You could've told me about my sister, Mike.

You could've told me that.

I would've embraced you.

It's not what she was feeling.

I love you, Mike.

No doubt.

You know, Cal would've loved to have been here to see this.

But you know what?

We got his daughter, Judy, and his granddaughter, Cal.

She wants to say something.

Um, my granddad loved you guys.

And if he were here, he would've told you not to F this up.

Yeah, he would've said don't fuck it up.

Mike, you've been my partner a long time.

Yes, sir.

Now he's going to be your partner, Christine.

To Mike and Christine Lyle.

For life!

Yeah!

I spent my whole life being scared, Mike.

I wasted so much time.

Why don't you just step back from the edge a little bit, please?

What year? It's Tuesday.

Same year your ass was wobbling in.

Oh, wow.

It felt like it was five years.

I was in the basement of the ocean.

All my bullshit was gone.

Just freedom.

Full body love, Mike.

Full body love.

Why don't you love your full body back from the edge, please?

Nothing to be scared of.

It's not my time, baby.

It's not my time.

Mr. Barnett!

Hey, hey, I got him.

He's just...

I don't know what the fuck he's doing.

But I got it.

I got him.

We're good.

We're good.

We are great.

I am A.

Free your spot for life.

Check out.

Check out.

I'm going to put somebody's eye out with that thing, man.

I'm bringing the stuff, Mike.

I'm bringing the stuff.

I'm bringing the stuff.

Ahh! Bring it up.

I thought I lost you, brother.

I'm going to lose me if you try.

You know your ass is out, right?

Everybody's ass is out, Mike.

Dang.

There's a storm coming.

No, not that kind of storm.

You're going to be tested.

Things are going to get bad.

And you're going to have to make a really hard choice.

Just know you're good.

This isn't my private time, Mr. McGrath.

How am I going to help you?

I need you to move some money.

You're my...

You're bosses, actually. I needed to be cartel cash.

Just under $20 million.

Backdated series of transfers beginning 2004 and in January 2020.

Into that account in the name of the late Captain Conrad Howard.

I have people who can handle logistics that really just lead you to login credentials.

And why would I give you that?

Come here, darling.

Come on.

You can't transfer funds from a phone.

Hey, honey, what's going on?

Do they know each other?

Honey, who's there with you?

Alright, alright.

Honey? Here we go.

And I think you're going to know this happened.

Your girlfriend heard you on the phone with your wife

and realized you were never going to divorce her.

In the fit of passion, she shot you.

Your bodyguard tried to step in, but he was too late.

And realizing the horror of her actions, she took her own life.

Honey, what are you doing? You had a heart attack two weeks ago.

Sure.

They call it a little bigger for a reason. You need to be in the hospital, baby.

Hey, I tried to toil his ass, team.

Yeah, apparently he's an adult. He was allowed to sign himself out.

Hey, babe, look, come on. I couldn't take one more second away from you.

All these things in me got my blood flowing in me.

I'm on D-wing.

Alright.

Hey, hey, man, it's my phone.

I love you, Markie.

You'll be there in ten. I love you.

Hey, Mike. I wasn't even going to tell you this.

But this ain't the first time we've done this.

We've already got all the time, isn't it?

No, I'm talking about our souls.

You know, we ready to gather.

But I saw it all.

We're bound, and we haven't been for a lifetime.

We haven't always been Mike and Marcus, but we've always been us.

What you talking about?

We're soul mates.

Yeah, yeah.

But, nah, I saw my soul mate looking a little different than that.

It's easy, Mike. You're stuck in the physical.

Souls don't have things.

I'm pretty sure my soul has a dirt Marcus.

See? That's that shit right there.

That's why we're stuck.

You know, I wasn't going to tell you this shit either.

But my soul is more vast than your soul.

It's not that your soul is stupid, you know?

It's just that you're more like a baby soul, you know?

And I'm more like a mother soul, and I just got a soul here.

Make me, you know, put you on that tip.

Hey, how long do you think your brain went without oxygen?

Just come on, look at me, baby.

You wanted to hold this damn barrel.

Alright, alright, good, good.

Put some ice in your throat as well.

Are you feeling good, Marcus?

I never felt better in my life.

Marcus, I miss you so much honey, but you need to get some rest.

No, baby, I need you.

Just let me get some more electrolytes.

It's okay, baby.

So, what's going on with my dad?

Well, he was on the roof, naked.

Amazing chick, please.

And he said, I have a stupid baby soul with no penis.

Hey, Reggie.

Yes, sir.

Do you need my snacks? No, sir.

I was looking forward to my snacks, right? Honey? Back.

You know what, you need to get a job.

I'm a US Marine, sir.

What do you need to deploy?

We just got back from here.

Thank you for your service.

You thought I was dead, didn't you? Yeah.

One thing you don't know, Reggie, I got a camera up in here.

Yeah.

Teresa!

This is the doctor's orders, Marcus.

You're on a strict diet. No salt, no sugar, no fat.

No stress, no loud noises.

No physical exertion.

Just sit your ass down somewhere, man.

Tell him, Mike.

And honey, I'm doing it with you. We're now vegetarians.

Vegetarians? Look at me.

Look at all this man, baby. I'm brand new.

I need animal sugars to survive.

Well, baby, I have a salad for you.

A salad?

Hey, team, looks like you got this under control.

My tour of duty is done.

Bye, Christine. Bye, Mike.

Bye, guys.

Hey, Mike, wait up. Wait up, wait up.

What you about to do?

Can you run a quick quick for me?

Yeah, what you need?

I'll give you $1,000 for some scales.

Marcus, I am not buying your ass no candy, man.

Okay, $2,000, Mike, for some ding-dongs.

And that's my final offer.

I think you're going to be ding-dong-less.

Like my soul.

You always take over our love.

He's my son.

He's a fucking family, Mike.

I need to know exactly what time. Do you understand?

You know about this?

I found out two weeks ago.

A press conference, really?

I'm sorry about the way you had to find out.

For giving your closeness.

Our closeness.

Neither one of y'all would have a job if it wasn't for Captain Howard.

Rita, you know this is not true.

Honestly, I don't.

The investigation has turned up new evidence.

Miami law enforcement's been a leaky ship for years now.

Witnesses turn up dead, and informants disappear.

Events appear random until you aggregate them over a period of years.

And a pattern emerges.

Who is this?

Bud Grice, FBI, heading up to JTF on this show.

That's who I am.

Now, we knew someone was providing intelligence

to a cartel moving product in the South Florida.

We just didn't know who.

Cartel Banker turned up dead two weeks ago, shot by his girlfriend.

They found a phone with Howard's contact on it.

Years of communication with the cartel.

Count references offshore.

Now, yes, and Howard's late.

Final piece we needed to nail that dirty motherfucker.

Bud Grice.

Whoa, hey, hey, let me how about you?

Um, you know I was with him when he went down, right? Call him dirty.

One more time.

I dare you.

We know he had others who were with him.

We're gonna find them, too.

I was with him.

Put the cops on me right now. I was with him.

Mike.

Now, these motherfuckers think that just cause he's dead can't defend himself.

They gonna dump all this shit on him.

Burn his legacy, not on my watch.

This is Judy Howard. He was Marshall's.

I realize I have no jurisdiction here.

But as a professional courtesy,

I'd like to request visibility into the sources of the allegations against my father.

Judy.

We all figured this shit out.

Alright.

How's Callie?

We're on the same team here, Judy.

Like Howard, my dad would still be alive

if it weren't for your bastard son.

Judy.

If I ever catch him out on the street,

I swear on my father, I will put him down.

Come on, come on.

So what's on the night's move?

They said he was working with the cartel.

Let's ask the cartel.

What are you doing? He's a prison.

Look.

We need your help.

They're saying that Captain Howard was dirty.

Do you know anything about that?

How much time do you get him for this one?

I'm still working on that.

This is me telling you that I need you.

I need to know if Captain Howard was working with the cartels.

No.

He was on to the ones that would.

So he could clean it? Wait, no.

No, Captain Howard was killed because he was on your mother's headless.

He was added to it.

Your people wanted it to look like us.

Your people wanted him dead.

You ain't our people.

You should be careful.

We're playing a game and you're not even under the rules.

There's dirty players on your side.

That's bullshit.

Right, bro.

I saw him one time.

Can you outdamn?

See? Give me a name.

I don't know his name.

My mother.

She's the one who dealt with it.

I knew we should have kept that damn witch alive.

May she rest in peace.

Dude.

Hey boss.

Our man on the inside got all of Howard's records in the JTF file.

Computers, phones, files, all of it.

When we know Howard was on to our operation, we just don't know how much he had.

We need to make sure we got every trace.

That's beautiful.

Boss.

All the paper files. They're clean so far.

The phones have nothing. His office computer was empty.

He was careful.

What?

But his old personal laptop's in weak encryption.

Here... we go.

Shit. Do you have to fail soon?

What the fuck do you mean, weak?

Something was meant.

Duh.

I'm chasing the phone now.

What the hell?

He stays the last number on the side.

No, he's not.

What is?

Maybe seeing this...

are probably good.

Fuck.

Before I begin, I want to say one thing.

I'm putting you in mortal danger.

Boys, we got rats in our walls.

But I gotta make sure you're my bad boys.

The Coke bottle giant is the key.

Don't trust anybody.

What's that? What does that mean?

The Coke bottle giant.

Oh, shit.

These are the guys.

You put a bullet in these motherfuckers.

They don't know what it wants for all.

Mims, I love you. I'd like nothing more than to let you loose on them.

But extra dead cops doesn't do us any favors here.

Keep them under constant surveillance and see if they make a move.

Fletcher's warehouse is right down that alley.

Mike, I wasn't even going to tell you this.

Oh, then don't tell me.

I know. You gotta hear this. This is big.

I can't die.

What? I cannot die.

Don't fuck it.

You did a pretty good job of dying at my wedding a couple weeks ago.

But I didn't.

Watch.

Hey, Mike.

Hey!

That's what I dream every day, so I stay here.

Hey!

Hey!

Slow down!

Slow spot! Talk to me.

You gotta trust, Mike.

Trust yourself.

Trust the universe.

Stop that shit, Marcus.

It's not my time, Mike.

Oh, okay. So you're saying that if I shoot you

in your face, you're saying that you won't die.

Faith dictates that you won't shoot me in the face.

I'm saying, I'm saying that you're saying that if I

shoot you in your face, are you saying you won't die?

Faith doesn't feel an hypothetical, Mike.

I'm going to call the police.

They're already here, man. I'm on your business. Go to the beach.

Stop that shit, Marcus.

See, you put your gun away. You put his gun away.

My... focus, man.

Yeah, I call this place, you know, creative space with black imagination, you know.

Oh, that's...

Oh, my God.

Thank you.

The hell is this place?

This is my studio gallery. I'm an artiste now, please.

You ain't no damn artist.

What do you guys want? Captain Howard.

Yeah, I'm sorry to hear what happened to him.

He helped turn my life around.

He told us to talk to you.

Okay, talk to me.

I just talked to you.

You can say what you're supposed to say.

I said what I'm supposed to say.

You didn't?

Then tell me what I'm supposed to say.

I've said all I can say.

Fucking one of these topics.

Marcus, come on.

Captain Howard saved my life. I'm not messing this up.

I can't say what I'm supposed to say until you say what you're supposed to say.

Fletcher, just tell us what you're supposed to tell us.

Tell me, I said, look, Captain Howard was on the supper big.

He didn't trust that you dumb fucks would figure it out, so he contacted me.

Because you're stupid, and I'm a journalist.

So I protected the information in something.

In something beautiful.

Flesher face one more time.

Flesher again.

I will run you a fucking arrow.

Would you stop me? Come on.

In something that will live forever.

Did you shoot him?

You think so?

I've heard people say that too much of anything is not good for you.

Shit!

I'm not fucking with you!

Stop!

You're a 165 over 90.

Sweaty, nauseous, but there's no shit I've been getting counsel for.

I appreciate you.

Mike, let the man do his job.

I'm not speaking to you.

What did I do? He did.

Mike is funny.

What happened?

You ain't even believe this shit.

We got a tip.

We got a tip that Fletcher had violated his parole.

So we came down here, and obviously he was into some shit and he had no business.

Is that true, Marcus?

Um... Well, you know, how would you like it?

How could you?

All people think Captain Howard was dirty.

I don't want this to be true, but it would benefit

all of us to do our jobs and follow up the evidence.

You think he was stupid enough to put accounts in his own name.

He's being framed.

By whom?

That's what we're trying to find out.

Rita, come on, you're smarter than this.

Michael, please do not forget you were talking to your boss.

I'm trying to protect you here.

I got no footage for a two-walk radius.

What?

He must have killed all CCTV, all security cams. He's got nothing.

At least they even knew a panic attack.

Hey, guys!

You want a good panic attack?

No.

You want to recommend a good counselor?

I'm a great one, thanks.

Look, I shot this with frame by frame.

Turn it out.

Go on, shut it down.

So, what is it?

Not exactly sure.

Whoa.

Alright, you fucks. Now that I know what you... Here it is.

I don't know how high up it goes.

But there's corrupt officials on our site.

And they're working with the cartel.

This all started smelling funny about nine years ago.

That ship in the coast we were about to raid went missing.

I kept getting shut down from about, so I...

I pulled Sanchez and Ruiz out of retirement.

I had him working on the outside, you know.

They were killed in a car crash a week later.

That shook me up.

And it's why I never bought you two in.

Well, shame on me for worrying about your asses when you could have saved mine.

But, now it's up to you.

Remember the bus back in 2003?

314 pounds of ecstasy.

Well, I held on to the storage unit.

Off the books.

That's where the real files are.

Everything you need to exterminate these rad fucks.

It's in there.

You're gonna have to finish what I couldn't.

Please.

Please, boys.

You're my last hope.

In 2003, um... I was at the Haitian soap house.

What was the storage locker? I have no idea.

Alright.

We need you guys to go down to the station and pull our original case files.

That'll tell us where the locker is.

Do it quietly and be careful.

We don't know who we can trust.

Shit, this is heavy, man.

Um, I just got something important to say.

She's gonna come out with a clear of the air.

Uh, the rat is not me.

Thanks for that, darling.

I feel safer.

Kill my son.

Because Armando can prove that Captain Howard was innocent.

Cap was on to these dirty players.

Armando told you that?

Yes. It's the reason they wanted Captain Howard dead.

Armando can ID the guy that ordered the hit on Cap.

He have a name?

No.

But a face.

Listen, I know y'all can do this, alright?

Just transfer Armando, get him to Miami, get him to a secure location.

We'll debrief him, we'll get his testimony, we'll get some pictures in front of him.

But please do it now.

These guys are trying to cover their asses and they are not gonna stop.

Do it for Captain Howard.

The evidence against Captain Howard is overwhelming.

If I'm doing this, I'm doing it for you.

Alright, let's transfer Aretas.

You'll accompany him, get him to Igloo here in Miami, do a debrief.

But I'm sticking my neck out and I'm trusting you.

If he turns out to be bullshit, then it's gonna be my ass.

So, don't screw me, Mike.

Alright, stay on it. Let me know when you got it.

Please surrender your firearms and we'll be returning you upon touchdown.

Would've been good. It's about 45 minutes.

Mike, I wasn't even gonna tell you this.

But in one of our previous lifetimes together...

you were a donkey. And I owned you.

You were a stubborn ass, Mike. You used to bite and spit.

You were nasty. But I was a terrible owner.

You know, because I used to beat you.

Because you wouldn't listen to shit.

And maybe I beat some kind of shame into you, Mike.

And now I realize I was scarring your soul.

You mean you're not?

Mike, I'm trying to apologize.

We don't have your blankie, but you could just rest your eyes.

That's exactly how you was as a donkey.

That shit there.

You need some help with your sick dog? No donkey.

Hey. Alright, this is Bronson.

Other guys are gonna turn around. Take a seat.

The use of Marshal Flight 724. We have an emergency.

My prisoners escaped custody with the ATMI, BPP.

Flowery and Burnett. There are officers down.

Mayday. Mayday. They are coming for the cockpit. They repeat.

They are hijacking the CH-47. All ground units, please respond.

Give me Flowery's gun.

Get Firey!

Let's go!

You're not gonna stop us!

Look at all these fucking kids!

Fuck yeah!

Yeah!

It was you who had my gun.

How the hell did they get on a federal transport?

Things are split up.

What did I say together?

I said it alone.

I'm not asking you. I'm telling you. We're staying together.

Look how lovely.

You are the only person who can identify whoever is doing this.

The only way any of us stays alive is if we get down before they get up.

Come on! Stay to us!

Damn!

That Lowry DNA is a bitch.

Y'all some strong motherfuckers.

Okay, now look. Everybody on place.

On three.

One.

Two.

Here you go.

Captain Howard.

Not just files.

He's gonna tell us who's doing this.

The word hasn't.

We just have to get back to Miami.

You better not slow me down.

Close your phones.

He'll keep up with me while I leave you in the dirt.

You'll know what now.

Hey Mike. Look, we gotta think about this.

I know you wanna move with him.

You know, because he's your son.

Whoa. Whoa. Don't air quote that.

No, I didn't.

I'm just saying, I know why you're trying to protect him.

Because he ran away.

Hey, moving the air quotes down to your hips doesn't un-air quote them.

Just say he's my son.

He's your son.

No. No.

Palms up.

It's like you're trying to say, oh, he's not really my son.

Oh.

Well, your son's getting away.

Here we are on some kind of op. You might want to pull us in.

Otherwise, he doesn't look good for them.

Judy. Do you want to do the body? Roger.

We got three on the counter floor.

Larry, Verdet, and Aratosh.

Mother fucker. Fucker. Shit.

All right. Listen up.

We have three suspects armed and dangerous out there.

And I want them back. Let's go.

Hold on, Judy. Three suspects?

What do you think is happening here?

What do you think? Maybe audio.

News.

Marshall 4724. We have an emergency.

My presence is getting custody with the AMI.

Larry and Verdet. There are officers down.

Maybe. Maybe.

Come on. You can't possibly believe Mike and Marcus will do this.

No, you said that Larry was obsessed with getting his son out of prison.

Slow down, Judy.

This isn't Miami's cicada. These are my fugitives.

And right now, the whole world is my jurisdiction.

You've known them your whole life. How can you even suggest?

Say, well, I think that Mike and Marcus plan this.

Probably not. But people do things they wouldn't normally do with families involved.

My experience, innocent men don't run.

Then we stop and say you are incapable of doing your job.

Cuz I need to move on.

They survived.

The fuck you mean you survived?

Nobody's on site. US Marshals are treating those men, huh?

These guys just refuse to die.

They're wanted men.

All enforcement and media are our fellow friends now.

A man comes from three regions, and he's not waiting to come down.

A waltz of reports have mashed the walls for cover, but the fog is at the garden.

Anyone drop me out of the air, right? I have to be good.

The manhunt is currently underway.

The FBI is assisting US Marshals in bringing these men in.

Lowry, Burnett, and Aretha should be considered armed and dangerous.

These are individuals who have killed fellow law enforcement professionals.

If you see something, say something.

Put a bounty on the streets.

Get it to every gang in the city. You're not gonna fight for it.

Five mil.

The universe is crazy, eh? Look at us.

I bet none of us thought when we woke up today, this is where we be.

You, out of jail.

We going to jail.

This shit is special.

Mike, is there anything you would like to say to a manhunt?

The fuck you talking to me like I'm not?

Like this is a moment.

Express what you find.

I'm sorry.

For what?

For everything, man.

It seems like bad shit happens to anybody I love.

It's time to think maybe I'm cursed.

I just feel like maybe I cursed you.

You ain't fucking cursed me.

Bad shit happens to everybody.

You know, it's about you.

Hey, Armando.

I don't know if I told you this, but I died a couple weeks ago.

So they hear about that.

Oh, no.

Best thing that ever happened to me.

Shit's wild.

But y'all, y'all are the reason I came back.

Hey, everybody.

Bring it in.

Come on, bring it in.

Come on.

There you go, Armando.

There you go.

Y'all are some terrible fucking fugitives.

So what do you mean?

What, can Marcus win for you?

What?

What are you going to say?

I'm just trying to make this look soft like we'll not be on a run.

We're going to get you out of this.

Daddy.

That bohari shit won't go black.

Hey, Cade, come take a look at this.

What are you boys doing?

Boys?

Are y'all stealing our clothes?

And who's like it? Fucking racism.

Y'all think just because we black, we're stealing your shit?

Now, these are my own black clothes that I put on today from my own black closet.

My bro, what?

Look at your shirt.

How does it get in my black closet?

Why don't you boys sing us a little Reba song? Reba? Oh, yeah.

Oh, please.

Because he put me on... Which one?

Which one?

Which one?

Sing a favorite.

Oh, he got plenty of them.

She got hit.

Yeah, she got hit.

Was it the uptempo?

Yeah, I remember it was the slow one.

The slow one.

Oh, okay.

You hurt me.

Yes, because she was hurt.

She was hurt.

You hurt me at night.

Yes, yes.

But I change and I'm strong.

I'm a woman.

I'm a strong black woman.

I'm a strong woman.

I'm with you.

Because she not black.

Yes, but, but...

What you gonna do?

What you gonna do?

That ain't no Reba song.

It's from her mixtape.

That man, that man loved her so much.

I've got you.

I'm tryna damn it.

What you gonna do?

Guys, we'll bring it back.

We're not giving up shit.

Be the winch-fly.

What you gonna do when they come gonna be mad and booing?

All what you gonna do?

What?

Remember?

You remember?

I definitely loved her.

I made some mistakes, like me. Now you know that is not what I was trying to do. Now wait

a damn minute, Armando. He's trying to make up for it. He don't owe you a damn thing.

All right, hold on, Armando. He just be being aggressive. I've been a dad a

long time. He needs to hear this, Mike. He needs some tough-ass love. Armando.

Maybe he does owe you something, okay? Your

mom being deceived by you being born in prison.

In a web of lies that turned your ass into a

stone cold fucking killer. Yeah, you'll kill him.

But this man, do it all, has been nothing but solved.

Ask some father-in-the-ear shit right there.

Is it?

Whack-ass parent broke the truck. My bad.

Nah, that's bad. We're not far from Tabitha's.

No, right? You know that woman's crazy. Yeah, but she likes me.

I don't think she likes you as much as she thinks.

Probably is about two miles from here. What's the point?

I need my Instagram. I need my green stuff. I need more sex.

I need more men in here plus. You all are beautiful. Now give that dang.

We're up, Tabitha.

Are y'all in trouble, huh? Yeah, we need some help. We need some clothes. No shit.

All right, here's all the guns. Yeah, guns too. That's my son. That's Armando.

You got you a little Spanish, huh? Yeah, it's a long story. Can you hook us up?

I mean, I got all that, but what you gonna do for

me? What you mean? We good for that? You what?

But you got the men on the run now, so...

Well, what you need? What I need? I need you to eat this pussy.

Oh, man. I'm not doing that, all right? Oh, hold on, man.

Hold on. Think about this. Now, you say guns and bones, right?

Okay, well, look, you know Mike's a married man.

What's up? So he's gonna need some plausible deniability.

So I'm gonna have you lay down and stick out your

tongue, and you're gonna have to do the rest.

I can fuck with that. Oh, yeah. You know, Marcus,

all you gotta do is close your eyes, Mike? No.

Oh, I'm gonna need pictures, okay? You know how to take pictures, right?

Hey, we don't have a lot of time. I need you to stop fucking around.

Oh, I'm not fucking around. Okay, hey, let's go.

Who are you? Sit your motherfucking ass down.

Hey, Tabitha, what are you doing? What are you doing? Get

your married ass down with you. Get your ass down, too.

How about that? Hey, I got the bad boys right here.

Let's get that money. Hey, Tabitha. Shut the fuck up.

Oh, hold up. I'm confused. You didn't want him to licky licky? It's a five million

dollar bounty on your head. I need that money. I was just telling him. That's cold.

He almost did that shit. He did not, Marcus.

I told you she didn't like you. Get the fuck up.

The bounty is dead or alive. Don't be stupid.

Hey, Armando, if you live, I'll let you in.

What? I said if you live, motherfucker, I'll let you in.

He was kind of cute.

We got a tip. Positive idea in our future, this one. Let's do this.

Marcus, I'm about to make my move. I'm gonna fuck you now.

You better go, but he's not gonna take it.

Oh, I'm not going. Now, I'll take the three in the front and

take the six in the back, Marcus. We do not have any weapons.

And five. Four, Marcus. Three.

Oh, shit. That's not great.

Fuck, boy. Fuck, boy. What you gonna do? Hey, yo, Mike. Hey, you know this guy?

Yeah, I hit him with a hammer a couple of years ago.

You think I forgot about that fucking hoshe to pull up a man in prom red?

How the fuck did I let you two catch me?

Mike, I want my five million.

Marcus!

You see, I've got the family, the streets. We can do this nice and easy.

Oh, man, you've got a wall. You're a fucking wall, baby.

What are you doing?

It's incredible. I don't have a nice boat.

We feel you right there, wall people.

You're not a fossil milk.

What the fuck are you doing? I'm nothing.

It's just not a great time for me right now, guys.

It's not a great time for us either.

Okay, let's reconvene him like an hour or so.

We're out of body wash.

Whoa, what the hell?

We found you guys.

We're in a relationship, okay? Oh, okay.

Sneaking around has been destroying me.

It started about a couple months ago. It will not affect our professional lives.

Except for that one time of the day.

I'm not sorry.

And not to be sorry about it.

Yeah, you know, I mean, people do that shit.

Are you guys okay?

Yeah, we're good.

What the fuck?

Okay, whoa, whoa. Hey, Kelly, Kelly.

I asked you to wait outside for a second.

Kelly, he's with us.

He can't be here.

This is my son, Armando.

I know who he is, and that's why he can't be here.

I trust you with my life, Mike.

But I sure as shit don't trust him.

I trust him.

And take him to your house.

Hey, Mike.

Can I have a second?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's eight two and five.

This is some dysfunctional shit.

She's fine.

She don't look fine.

I'm fine.

Yes, you are.

Fuck you, sir.

All right, all right, all right.

What's the language barrier? It was English.

It was definitely English.

Thanks for the trip.

Yeah.

Okay, we're aggregating all the data.

There's over 100 hours of video, 200 units of audio.

We're indexing all audio, video, and geolocated IP network data.

You create a site picture and develop a target package.

Basically, you sift into all this shit to find a guilty marker.

Bingo.

Hey, don't.

Can you safely get me into my arena?

Yeah, I want to see my family.

Yeah, we got an O.B.P. and a router.

What's your username? Marcus37.

And password? Snickers89.

Hey, let's get to work.

We've got a lot to get through here.

So, we went exactly where we're looking for.

We're looking for the guy who ordered the hit on Cap.

Armando Canadilla.

This fucking bastard has been my white whale for the last nine years.

I've been trying to harpoon a son of a bitch.

But now it's up to you.

Hey, I'm looking at your house to show you how to make cocaine.

Blow it up.

That's the guy that ordered the hit.

Got a name.

James McGrath.

Army Ranger School counterintelligence deployed in Mexico until 2005.

Worked with the DEA, Defense H.S.H.A.'s office.

Oh shit.

You stayed in hostage by your friends, the cartel.

Gave up his entire squad under duress.

It's called Butcher Man.

He was the only survivor.

Cap had him the whole time.

He just didn't know it.

Hello.

Hey, it's me.

Damn it, Michael.

Where are you?

Rita, we're coming in.

We got proof that Captain Howard is innocent.

What proof?

We got the guy that had Captain Howard killed Armando I.D.

The same dude that attacked us on the chopper, James McGrath.

Rita, we got ten years worth of fives Cap was investigating these dudes.

We got them all as a whole network.

We'll surrender to you tomorrow.

Hey, look, we gotta go.

Michael, what...

You okay?

Uh, they're coming in.

What?

Michael says they have proof that... exonerates Howard.

He explains everything.

Do you still love him?

What?

No.

Wanna leave him?

Just be careful, babe.

Is it going in there? Yeah.

They have the files.

We need to make the football cartel business.

I'm gonna spanish on it.

Shit, shit, shit.

You guys, we got a problem.

Miami Central, Miami Central, 29 in progress.

Oh shit, that's my house.

We need to invite an M.O.S. resident to respond forthwith.

Fuckin' fuck.

Oh, come on, Christine.

Get a unit over to my house.

Pick up.

Pick up, pick up.

Yes, sir.

Just pick up the knife.

Yes, sir.

Just pick up the knife.

What the fuck is this guy? That's my boy.

Is your snacks ready?

Michael, did you see that?

Pick up the knife.

One second.

I saw it on TV. My mom was after Uncle Mike.

There is no way that he did everything that they're saying.

Sweetheart.

Everything is going to be okay.

Okay.

Hello?

Miss Nick, get out of the house.

Uncle, come in with me.

Take her and go. Get out now.

Can you get behind me? Mike.

Uncle.

I'm elected or so.

Who you mean?

He knew we were coming in.

He knew we had Captain Howard's files.

He knew we had ID'd him.

How?

Only person he spoke to was Rita.

It's not Rita.

Damn, she got bad taste of it.

What's going on?

No.

There's been a breakthrough in the case.

I need to get down to the station.

I'm gonna head down there.

I'm coming with you.

Who are you, Tuxy? Alright, just.

..

Just gotta get in touch with the office.

JTF.

I think I've got to let everybody know.

Honey, come on.

Honey, what are you doing? Fuck that.

What are you doing?

Stop! What are you doing?

Give it back to me. Give it back!

Fuck!

Are you okay?

Look at the phone.

How do you know fucked up, right? I'm sorry.

Ain't got nothing to be sorry for.

Go find your boss.

I don't trust anybody that's not standing right here, right now.

Every extra person that we involve increases

the likelihood that they know we're coming.

Which increases the likelihood that Christine and Callie don't make it out of there.

That means no SWAT, no marshals, no backup.

It's just us.

I never meant for it to go this way.

How did you mean it to go?

After 9-11, nobody cared about drugs coming into this country.

So to secure the borders, we started to work in the cartels.

And they kept us informed about any terrorist activity coming our way.

And it worked.

We haven't had an attack since.

We were protecting this country.

You were killing cops and getting rich, putting drugs into this country.

Really not.

That's why you killed Howard. He was onto you.

You wanted to cover your tracks.

No, that was McGrath.

He's out of control.

Rita, just take a second.

I never meant for any of this to go this way.

I guess I just need to know if it was ever real.

It was always real.

My panic.

I lost control.

Did you love me?

Yes.

All that means... We're good, we're good.

9-9% voice management.

Absolutely nothing to me, you piece of shit.

Hey, it's me.

What the hell's going on?

You screwed up is what's going on.

We've been compromised.

I'll explain when I get there.

We're moving to hostages, Cuba.

Long-term hold.

To keep lowering your life to break this quiet while we sort this out.

I'm bringing a C-plane. I'll be there in first light.

I've packed this place up.

All equipment and personnel prepared to move.

I'm over the hostage out of the country.

What happened to your hand?

They call that a Colombian manicure.

Is it to the maximum amount of pain?

But you don't die.

So now you've decided to be able to hold it in place?

Everybody breaks.

He's going to kneel down in front of me and beg for your lies.

And then you're going to watch me kill him.

I know my husband.

Well, not officially, but I'm going to see him again.

What you going to do?

Hell, what you going to do when they come for you?

Snakes, that's not good. Snakes, that's not good. Snakes, that's not gay.

That's enough, that's enough.

Okay, well, we'll circle back on that one.

The plane is ready. We rolled in 20.

It's an abandoned amusement park. There should be no civilians.

The plane is going to land from the south, on the one side.

Marcus and I will be on the plane.

Armando is going to make his way into the water, two sides.

Kelly, Rita, this road is one way in, one way out.

You're holding that road.

You want to control the air.

As far as they know, Lockwood is on his way to the plane to move the hostages to Cuba.

The second they get close to the plane with the hostages is quick kills.

We kill eyes all threats. These motherfuckers killed a lot of good cops.

They have a wife, they have Kelly, they attack our families.

We not losing a day.

Hey, we get on the ground. You even flinch.

You'll be dead in 24 seconds. I concur.

I got one looking over the platform outside.

I got one sniper on the roof of Building 2.

Tee those up.

Where are those?

I thought it was an abandoned Peter Park.

Abandoned by humans.

It's actually an old amusement park set on 10

acres abandoned in 2017 after Hurricane Irma.

The main attraction was an albino alligator named Duke.

It was 16 feet long, 900 pounds.

The legend has it he's still there.

Fuck that.

This is the first time we've met.

I was going to say this is the first time we've met.

I'm going to say it's QTH.

Everybody stay calm.

I mean it's right there.

I don't have it. I don't have it.

Where'd they start? Let's get up.

Cut that bitch ass shit out.

I think that shit might... That shit happened, but that doesn't mean you're bad.

So let's dump these shit right in the back of the door.

That shit right here. That shit right here.

Sure, take out the vehicle for the reports, I copy.

We need eyes inside, go now.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Larry.

This is not your place, Duke. I rebuke you.

Say Mike, that's how you command the universe.

Them motherfucker rapists, Mike, go, go.

Oh shit.

You what? Okay.

I fucking hate politicians.

I've been here before.

How did you like to catch him?

He's sneaky as hell, Mike.

Your wife and I were having a debate.

She seems to have an inflated impression of you.

Mike? Hey, Barry.

Nevertheless, this is the end of the road. One of them is about to die.

You choose.

But you don't know Mr. McGrath.

This one of them can't die.

What are you talking about?

A wise man told me I was going to have to make a hard choice.

You need to check with that motherfucker before you out here choosing shit.

You have five seconds, Mr. Lowry.

We're going to need some more time, sir.

Four, three, Mike, don't you do no dumb shit, too.

Oh, motherfucker. I'm going to shot me.

Oh, damn.

No, Mike. Your ducky ass shot me again. Let me look at it.

Don't touch me with your ducky look, Mike.

Listen, I just had to fucking take the shot.

No, Mike. No.

You see that shit, Chrissy?

I shot you in your vest. Don't mention it.

Don't matter.

Okay? You see what you do to devote your life to Chrissy?

I've got eyes on the radar. Moving in.

Shit. That's Judy.

Armando, do you copy?

Armando, do you copy?

Mom! Mom, don't!

Get away from her.

Mom?

Now!

Mom, listen to me. You don't understand.

Kelly, I need you to listen to me.

I want you to step slowly to your right and walk towards me.

Mom, Mom, I'm fine, okay?

Kelly, I need you to move out of the way.

Mom?

Mom, don't shoot! Don't shoot! Mommy has saved me! Stop!

Judy! Judy!

Back off, Mike!

Oh, my God, get out!

You saved my life.

Please, Mom.

Are you okay?

Are you good? I'm good.

You did good.

Howard, where are you?

Howard, what's your location? Come.

Before I change my mind.

You know, let's go.

Take this. Heads up. Don't look back.

Okay. I got it.

Be good.

It's not up to you, Detective.

All kind of shit.

Miami D.A. and mayoral candidate Adam Lockwood

and former Army Ranger James McGrath were

killed this morning in a firefight in a block.

We need that Lockwood and McGrath were the key

links between Miami's law enforcement and cartel.

The way Captain Alwood has been fully exonerated.

Go get spiriters.

Are currently being rounded up by the FBI and the Miami PD.

The search for convicted killer Armando Aretez continues.

The fugitive remains at large.

Hey, I'm about to hook y'all up.

We're about to hook you up.

What's this?

Lavin!

What's all this?

What you doing, mate?

Work on my grill skills.

No, Mike, you gotta earn the grill.

This takes seasonings and temperatures.

You can't just be cooking on my grill.

Your grill?

Okay, this is a public park.

But you don't own every grill, you see.

Know what, Mike?

Why don't you go make some potato salad and set the table.

Oh, you talking dirty.

Look, I don't know what you got going on

with your barbecue dictatorship in your mind.

But I'm the one.

I'm cooking on this grill whether you like it or not.

Hey, Mike, what you doing ready?

Request permission to cook my chicken.

Permission denied, right?

You go ahead and zoom in, man.

Take this mic off.

Go play with the kid.

Listen, this is the man area of the barbecue.

You know what?

All the respect.

We appreciate that you did save people that we love.

We appreciate that.

We appreciate that from here, right?

Now back the fuck up.

All right, look, I'm willing to compromise with you.

You can work that half of the grill.

It's small and I'll work this half.

But is he still standing there? Yes, he is.

Oh, that's weird.

Yeah.

You're thinking hard now.

You need to let that motherfucker know he ain't cooking no chicken out here today.

Mike, he killed 15 people at the house.

So you're not going to handle this shit?

Yeah, I'm going to let that motherfucker cook the chicken.

Yeah, it's not weird in his eyes.

So I'm going to make a potato salad.

I'm going to set the table.

Yeah, permission granted.

Thank you, God.