All language subtitles for Burn.Notice.S03E10.A.Dark.Road.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DD+5.1.H.264-DON_track4_[eng]

My name is Michael Westen.

I used to be a spy until...

- [ Man ] We got a burn notice
on you. You're blacklisted.
- [ Whistles ]

[ Michael Narrating ]
When you're burned,
you've got nothing...

No cash, no credit,
no job history.

- You're stuck in whatever city
they decide to dump you in.
- Where am I?

Miami.

You do whatever work
comes your way.

- You rely on anyone
who's still talking to you...
- [ Laughs ]

- a trigger-happy
ex-girlfriend...
- Should we shoot them?

An old friend
who used to inform on you
to the F.B.I....

You know spies.
Bunch of bitchy little girls.

- Family too...
- Hey, is that your mom again?

- if you're desperate.
- Someone needs
your help, Michael.

Bottom line:
As long as you're burned,
you're not going anywhere.

- Previously on Burn Notice.
- We had one fight and you
decide to go back to Ireland?

- This isn't about
one fight, Michael.
- It's bad news, McBride.

Someone's coming to kill
my sister. Thomas O'Neill,
bloodthirsty hooligan.

- Damn! Put me down!
- You tell me where Fiona
is now!

Why don't you do
yourself a favor
and just forget the past.

Fiona is not my past.

- [ Gunfire ]
- [ Grunts ]

Fi! Fi! Fi!

[ Groans ]

O'Neill outed you as an
American. You can never go back
to Ireland. Neither can she.

What were you doing working
with Tom Strickler? Do you know
the people he was in bed with?

- Now someone's in town cleaning
up the mess he left behind.
- Wait. Who's in town?

I don't know.
Someone's coming for me
and they're coming for you too.

Ow!

Hold still.
I'm almost done.
[ Sighs ]

You're doing this on purpose.

I'm not the one
who tore your stitches out
second week in a row.

Now stop moving
or you're gonna do
some serious damage.

I will do some serious damage
to you when this is over.

I promise you that,
Michael Westen.

You have the sewing skills
of an orangutan.

There. Now you can kill me
if you want to.

Oh, God, I want to.

Okay. Yes,
you should rest.
There you go.

Oh. You're lucky that these
sedatives are kicking in,

'cause... I will kill you.

I'll be here.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Doing your own field medicine
has its advantages.

No conversations
with the police,
the food's better...

and the relationship
between patient and caregiver
is very close.

Ohh!
Ooh.

Of course, that last one
can be a disadvantage as well.

Gotcha.

So she finally out?
I was afraid the paint
was gonna peel off the walls.

She'll be asleep
for a while.
You know, it's funny.

When I thought
she was leaving town,
I actually felt a little bad.

Hard to believe, I know.

Well, it looks like
she'll be sticking
around for a while.

You find out anything?
Yeah, I've been calling around.

The intelligence agencies
are checking into Diego's death.

Apparently, enough people
saw you on the street
that you're not a suspect.

For once, they're not
blaming me for something.

Well, it doesn't mean
you're popular.

Operation Un-Burn Michael Westen
is officially off.

I figured as much.
Yeah.
In the meantime,

I'm checking out
the phone that you
lifted off of Strickler.

I've been trying to figure out
who threw Diego off that
hotel balcony.

Any luck?
Well, it's slow going.

I mean, the guy called for
takeout food, escort agencies...

and, of course, he was calling
all around the world about
your little burn notice.

But best lead is this hotel
in South Beach.

If we're looking for someone
in Miami, that's my bet.

Thanks, Sam.
Want me to go
down there with you?

I mean, everything you say,
this guy sounds like
a Grade "A" psychopath.

I'll be careful.

Take care of Fi?
Of course.

[ Michael Narrating ] Getting
information out of hotels
requires a delicate touch.

One whiff that you're snooping
and you'll just hear a lot of...

"We can't give out
that information."

You need to get them
on your side,

convince them
that you're someone
that needs customer service.

Excuse me.
Wondering if you could help me.

A friend of mine was staying
here at the hotel.

And, uh, well,
we were supposed to hook up.

Mr. Westen?
We've been expecting you.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Of course, when the hotel clerk
turns out to be expecting you,

that makes things
a little easier.

Left it for me?
You sure?

Yes. He had
the bellman drop it off.
He said you would be 6'1",

exquisitely dressed
with impeccable posture.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Elevator Bell Dings ]
[ Elevator Doors Close ]

[ Michael Narrating ]
In the world of espionage,

there are a lot of ways
to introduce yourself.

You can use official channels,
you can use a cover I.D.,

you can use
encrypted communication.

Whatever the method,
that first contact tells you
a lot about a person.

[ Alarm Bell Ringing ]

Especially when someone
introduces himself
by firebombing a hotel room.

He must have
been there to
trigger the fire.

Did you see anything?

Not really.
I don't know
what he looks like.

They never saw his face
at the front desk.

The room is registered to
Dr. Randolph Quilling.

Quilling?
Mike, you serious?

He was a British nuclear
scientist killed in '99.

Burned to death
in his hotel room.

I think Mike's new friend is
telling us that he was involved.

It's a hell of a thing
torching a hotel room
as your business card.

Well, as long as we're
waiting for our mystery man
to say hello again,

I need you to take
a meeting for me.

It's an insurance scam thing.

I would do it... Ooh... myself,
but in my current state...

You were going to
leave the country.
You were still taking jobs?

Well, I had already committed
to this. One last thing before
going back to Ireland.

But someone got outed
as an American spy
and now I can't go home.

- Uh, we saved your life,
remember?
- Saved? Please.

It's out at
the Hallandale impound lot.

Thank you for meeting me.
A friend of mine
referred me to Fiona.

Said she could
take care of anything.

Yeah. Fiona's good
at what she does.

That's my husband's car.
He was killed last month
in a five car pileup.

I thought it was an accident,
but I found this.

They're insurance forms...
Already filled out.

Some scam was gonna pay him
to say that he hurt his neck.

We had money problems, and he
was just trying to save us.
Instead, he got killed?

Some guy came to my house
last week in a Corvette.

He said that since
my husband died,

I have to sue the city
for wrongful death
and give them the money.

He threatened my family.
Do you think that there's
any way that Fiona can help?

I'll see what she can do.

She'll be in touch
when we know more.
Thank you.

[ Rapid Beeping ]

Sam.
Hey, Mike.

I need you to go over to
the county records office.

See if you can
get them to slip you
some insurance records.

- Mike, you can't just
ask for that stuff.
- Use your Sam magic.

[ Chuckles ]
Oh. Why didn't I
think of that?

[ Michael Narrating ]
The day that the cell phone
call log was invented...

should be celebrated
as a national holiday
for spies.

Even a cautious cell phone user
who uses dial-back systems
or switches phones often...

leaves behind a lot
of information you can use.

You still going
through that thing?
Strickler used this phone.

Chances are he talked to whoever
it is that's torching hotel
rooms to say hello to me.

Have you considered
turning this over
to Homeland Security?

They get paid for this
sort of thing, you know?

For all I know,
he could be working
for Homeland Security.

I'll call someone
when I need someone.
[ Door Opens ]

[ Groans ]
[ Michael ] How'd it go at
the county records office, Sam?

Not good, Mike. I tried
to get something, anything...

out of that lady down there
about the insurance scam.

She's 65, a widow
and completely immune
to my charming ways.

Seriously?
You couldn't get
the medical records...

out of a 65-year-old
woman, Sam?

She's my kryptonite, okay?
I'm telling you, Mike,

you want to get the files
out of that broad, it's gonna
take some extreme measures.

I got an idea how to do it,
but you're not gonna like it.

You want me to lie to some woman
in the county records office?

What did she do?
Oh, no,
she didn't do anything.

She's the only one
that has access to
the information we need.

Why me?
Because she's your age,
smokes your brand, and...

shops at the same stores you do.

Sam did some scouting.
We just thought that you'd
be someone she would trust.

So that I can lie to her.

It's for a good cause, Mom.
The people we're trying to find
got some guys killed already.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Human intelligence can often be
collected with a cover identity.

There are times, though, when
a cover I.D. has more to do with
who you are than how you act.

Excuse me?
Mm-hmm?

[ Madeline ]
I've been through our records
dozens of times.

We lost a lot of that stuff
in the hurricane
a few years ago.

And I've got files that, um,
they're nothing but mildew.
[ Chuckles ]

Isn't that the worst?
I lost a couch that way.

I swear.
Sometimes I think we should
all move to Phoenix.

[ Chuckles ]

If you could just give me
all the names of the doctors
who treated my husband.

Ooh, I wish I could.

Those files are
all sealed though.

Doctor-patient confidentiality.

Oh. I just thought maybe...

Not even a quick glance?
Not even a peek.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Working an intelligence asset
is part acting, part strategy.

Some people don't have
the talent...
[ Sobs ]

and some people do.

[ Sniffles ]
Thank you for your time.

Are you all right?
Yeah.

Sorry.

It was so much easier
when my husband was alive.

Thank you.

And he used to do
all of this stuff for me.
[ Sobs ]

I'm sorry that I bothered you.

[ Crying ]

Wait.

Let me see what I can dig up.

This will be our secret though.

Oh, of course.
Don't get me fired.

Oh, no. No.
Oh, my goodness.
Thank you so much.

There he is.

Your mom's got a gift
for working assets.

She brought back
every document I asked for.

Well, she's done her fair share
of manipulating people
over the years.

Well, she wasn't very happy
about doing this.

So... Our local county clinic
is looking good.
It's got your normal folks.

But there's a few too many shady
characters walking out of there
with neck braces, you know?

Oh, check out the wheels.
Remembered you said that
our bad guy drove a Vette.

So I called my buddy to run
the plates. The guy's name
is Ryan Johnson.

He's on parole
for fraud and assault.

I'm guessing he didn't get that
Corvette and the IWC watch
from his work-release job.

[ Michael ]
Looks like the guy
Calia said smacked her around.

[ Sam ] Yeah.
Oh, got a cover I.D. for you.
You're from North Carolina.

You're a friend of Eric Lee.
Who's Eric Lee?

Well, he's one of Ryan's buddies
who was killed in the same crash
as Calia's husband.

Stuff should check out
if they don't check too deep.

[ Southern Accent ] Looks
like I'm goin' for a drive.
Have fun, Mikey.

[ Engine Revving ]

[ Michael Narrating ] Precision
driving is part of the standard
training for an operative.

** [ Rock ]
It's mainly used when
pursuing or being pursued.

But on occasion,
it's a great way
to make an impression.

[ Man ]
* Yeah *

Whoo! Hey, boy!
Yeah, you and me,
you and me need to talk!

** [ Continues ]

[ Horn Honks ]

** [ Singing Continues,
Indistinct ]

[ Tires Squealing ]

** [ Ends ]
Jesus! Are you crazy?

[ Southern Accent ]
Hey, I'm Alex. You must be
Ryan Johnson, right?

What the hell is this?

Hell, what's
it look like, boy?
It's a job application.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Criminals deal with
a shortage of skilled labor...

just like all businesses do.

They can't give
too much information
to new hires, of course.

But they also can't
pass up real talent.

I was driving
for an insurance crew
up in North Carolina.

I was working with
your boy Eric Lee
up there.

Eric's not with us anymore.
Yeah, I know.
Got himself killed.

Squashed by a truck
a few weeks back.

Yeah. Something like that.

Word on the street is
you're the number one crew
around town.

And sounds like
you got a job opening.

You can drive.
I'll give you that.

Give me that?
Hell, I'll take it.
I'm the best wheelman around.

You got someone workin' for you
you think is better, point him
out and I'll prove you wrong.

There's a bar down at
the river on Fifth Street.

Meet me there tomorrow at noon.

They sent some more guys
by the house.

Sat there glaring at me
while I filled out
some paperwork.

You're doing the right thing.
Just stay cool, do as they ask,
and we'll take care of it.

- Can't you talk to them or...
- It's not gonna do much good
at this point.

They may back off for a while,
but they'll come right back
and do it again to someone else.

An insurance scam
is like a network...

Doctors, lawyers,
auto repair places, enforcers.

If you don't want people
coming after you, you have to
take down the whole thing.

-Pull the weed out by the roots.
-We'll get these guys
going on a scam,

call the cops and get them
caught in the act.

I'll keep you and your boy safe.

Thank you.
You've been so amazing.

And the people that
you have working for you,
they're just great.

It's so important
to find good help.

Mike, I've been working on
our little manhunt.

Wish I had more to go on than
a nameless, faceless murderer
with a taste for arson.

But anyway, feds got nothing.
They ruled Diego a suicide.

And you?
You've done any better?
Well, a little.

I've been triangulating one
of the phones that Strickler
was calling,

trying to get a location.
How long before
we got something?

Couple of days. But you know,
no matter who this guy is,
Mike, we know two things.

He's a killer and he saw you
coming before, so...

I don't have a lot of options
here. Someone killed
my C.I.A. contact.

Now that is on my head.
I don't get to walk away
or pretend it didn't happen...

No matter how dangerous
this game he's playing is.

You know that and you'd
do the same thing.

I get it.
I don't like it, but I get it.

Let me know when you
got something solid.
You got it.

Oh, Mike.
Uh, one more thing.

I think your mom is a little
unclear about the proper
handling of intelligence assets.

You might want to talk to her.

Do you want another gin
and tonic, Tina?
Oh, no. No, thanks. I'm fine.

[ Laughing ]

Oh, hi, honey.
Hi.

Tina, this is my son
Michael.
Your handsome son.

It's very nice to meet you.

Mom... [ Coughs ]
could I talk with you
for a second?

Sure.
Would you excuse me, Tina?
Sure you don't want another?

[ Both Laughing ]

Mom, what are you doing?

What does it look like I'm
doing? I'm playing canasta
with a friend.

A friend?
No. She's an...
She did me a favor.

Why can't we be friends?

It's not how it works.
You told her your name,
my name.

You don't socialize
with an asset.
She's not an asset.

She's a person sitting
at my dining room table.

I know that.
Mom, it's dangerous.
She broke the law.

You said that that job was over.

Just don't get too close.

[ Car Engine Starts ]

What are you worried about?

So your mom becomes friends
with the county records lady?
So what?

You just never know
how things are gonna go.

She's an asset.
Things could get
very complicated.

I was an asset of yours once.

And things got complicated.
[ Scissors Snip ]

- And people got hurt.
- True.

But in my experience,

people get hurt
and things get complicated
no matter what you do.

[ Ryan ]
Dad, this is the guy
I was telling you about.

You said you wanted drivers.
Well, this guy can drive.

He drove with Eric Lee up in
North Carolina. I checked him
out and he's the real deal.

So you're the big bad boss?
Boss? No. Just a businessman.

Sounds good. 'Cause I'm
looking to do some business.

I'm looking for a crew.
You know what I'm saying?
I did some driving up north.

Amateurs. They didn't
know real talent.

Talent, huh?

What Ryan said, it sounded
more like recklessness.

Well, talent, recklessness...
There's a fine line, ain't it?

You got any warrants?
You do, you don't drive.

I'm clean.
Accidents?
How's your driving record?

I got plenty of accidents,
but none on my record.

All right. Here's the deal.
We use a couple dozen drivers
a year, rotate 'em in and out,

make sure nobody shows up
in the system too much.

You make sure Ryan
has your information
and we'll call you.

So next time, I'll need you to
bring me your driver's license.
Local and out of state.

Whoa, there, my friend.
Maybe I wasn't
making myself clear.

I'm not looking to make a few
hundred bucks driving third
wheel in a bump-and-run.

I'm here looking
for some business
with a team, management.

Get your hand off me.

I'm just hoping you're not
wasting my time is all.

Management, huh?
I tell you what.

There's an auto body shop
in Boca owes us 10 grand.

And my boy here hasn't
been able to collect.

Dad, I told you
that I can handle that.

Shut up.
You're the one who
brought this guy in here.

You two go up there together.
You get our money back,
you got a job.

Now that sounds like a deal.

[ Michael Narrating ] Family
businesses are tough. They're
even tougher for criminals.

Mix normal family issues with
cash, violence and the danger
of getting arrested,

and things get tense.

Oh, come on, kid. Don't be
like that. This'll work out
good. You'll see.

Whatever.
It's not like
you can't use the help.

From what I saw in the papers,
you could use someone like me.
I mean, a crash like that...

You know what? We do just fine.
All right? We do more than fine.

The wife of one of the dead
guys, she's suing.

We're looking to get a million
out of the city, maybe more.

She's willing to
go to court for you?
She will.

Or her little kid will
fall down the stairs at school.

Whoo-hoo! You boys
know how to kick
some ass, don't you?

Tell me more about
this little collection.

It's a bunch of bikers.
All right, this is stupid.

I've already... I've already
talked to these guys twice.

Well, third time's the charm.

They're clean.

I told you.
We're not kicking back
10 grand.

Tony, you wouldn't have made
any of that if we hadn't
rigged the bids.

We already did the work.
That's the way it's...

Girls, girls, don't fight.
You're both pretty.

Tell you what.
[ Spits ]

You won't give him the money,
you can give me the money.

You're not getting that money.

Oh, y'all gonna give me
the money right now.

[ Grunts ]

- Whoa!
- Hey! What's up?

- Come on, put it down!
- Alex, what are you doing?

What the hell does it look like
I'm doing? I'm getting you
your 10 grand.

[ Michael Narrating ] Anybody
who works around acetylene
knows to be extra careful.

It's one of the hottest burning,
most explosive gases
in existence.

They ain't gonna shoot.
Not while we're near
these tanks.

Because if they do,
there'll be little pieces of
biker raining all around here.

Ten grand now!

- Hey, stop!
- You can make this stop
anytime!

You put 10 grand into a bag
and throw your guns in it
while you're at it!

[ Man ]
Easy!
Anytime now!

Go to the safe!
Get the money!

Dad, we got it.
Yeah, all 10 grand.

Looks like you got a job.
Well, that's good news.
It makes my day.

Oh, we should celebrate
somewhere else!

- [ Engine Starts ]
- [ Tires Screeching ]

- [ Gunshots ]
- Damn!

Looks like I got a meeting
with the boss later. I'm gonna
bring him some ideas.

Calia and son are at my place.
I'll go give them the good news.

You are doing so well
on this job.

I think we're almost even.

Almost.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

What's wrong, Sam?
I've never seen you
drink a beer that slowly.

I just think we'd be better off
if we focused on this insurance
scammer thing...

and forgot the whole Diego
getting murdered business...

'cause it's not looking pretty.
Well, what is it?

Well, I did the triangulation
on that phone...

You know, the one that
our hotel-room-torching mystery
man was using... and I found it.

Well?
The thing is the phone is down
at the old marine stadium.

Marine stadium?
Isn't it closed?

Yeah, for like 20 years.
It's just a graffiti magnet.

And the phone is just
sitting there?

[ Sighs ]
It's such a setup, Mike, it's
not even a setup, you know?

So what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna go down there.
I'm gonna check it out.

Of course you are.

[ Michael Narrating ]
For a covert operative,

there's often a fine line
between hunter and hunted.

Letting someone hunt you is
just another way of finding out
more about them.

Cell phone signal
is coming from out here.

Of course,
there's also a fine line...

between
following up intelligence
and walking into a trap.

Doesn't get more exposed
than this, does it?
You sure you want to do this?

Yeah, I'm sure. Stay here.
Cover me as best as you can.

[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

[ Ringing Continues ]

[ Beeps ]
Hello?

[ Man, British Accent ] Sorry we
missed each other at the hotel.
Me too.

I've heard so much about you.
It's an honor to see you
in the flesh.

You're quite a puzzle,
Mr. Westen. Fascinating.

I'm far more interesting
in person. Who are you?

Oh, I can't just
tell you now, can I?
Where's the fun in that?

I'm trying to figure out
what kind of man you are.

I need to decide if
you're someone I should
get to know better...

[ Gunshot ]

- or someone I should kill.
- [ Gunshot ]

- Well, let me know when
you make up your mind.
- Oh, you'll know.

Mike, get out of there!

You okay, brother?
I'm fine, Sam.

So how did the big meeting go?

We had a brief
and unsatisfying chat
on the phone.

So who is he?
I don't know. But he shot up
the marine stadium.

Reminded me of
a stadium shooting back
in '98 in South America.

Sam's looking into it,
seeing if there's a connection.

I started on a listening device
for your meeting with Ryan
later.

Would you care to join me?

I would love to.

[ Sighs ]
You know,

after the other day,
I never really did get
a chance to actually say...

Not that I have any doubt
in my mind that I would've
saved myself eventually,

and I still think that
your tactical approach
was a little iffy,

but you and Sam,
you did come back for me.

You gave up a lot
to come back for me,

whether I needed it or not.

You're welcome, Fi.

[ Sizzling ]

Watch it. You're getting
solder on my transmitter.

So, 10 grand.

Ryan here is still
a little fuzzy on the details
of how you two got it, but...

Me and Ryan here are
like Bonnie and Clyde.
You'd have been proud.

- I'm sure I would have.
- We got the money, all right?

You want to talk about
management opportunities?
Talk.

Scam is called "death wish."
I ran it a couple times back
when I was just starting out.

I'm gonna need a stooge,
someone who can take some damage
but for a serious payday.

Yeah, I know a few people.

The stooge sets up
at a railroad crossing,
gets a city vehicle behind him.

We come in as a three-man team.

Two drivers box
the city vehicle in.

Third driver, he knocks the city
vehicle into the stooge's car.
Stooge goes into the railroad.

- Train hits the car, right?
- That's right.

One of those big engines clips
it, bashes it up real good,

spins it around,
newspapers take photos,
and we cash in.

You go after the deep pockets...
the train company, the city
government, state.

Clear a hundred grand
without even breaking a sweat.
[ Spits ]

Someone gets killed, you could
add a couple of zeros to that.

Yeah, you're a big thinker.
That's why he's the boss, right?

But a train, though?
Dad, we've never done anything...

Shut up. Listen for once.
Maybe you'll learn something.

You come back in a couple days.
I'll put a few guys together.

We'll see if we can do this.

I'm sorry.
Would you mind popping
this into my car?

I'm just so hot.

And I really don't
want to leave it behind.
** [ Funk ]

No problem.
Thank you.

[ Michael Narrating ]
The best place for a bug is on
something people keep with them.

Many car remotes these days
have enough space inside
to hide a small bug...

[ Man ]
* Wait a minute *

not to mention a battery
to power the transmitter.

Sam, can you hear me?

It's a quick, efficient,
low-risk operation...

that costs as much as
you care to tip the valet.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

* So check it out *

Got some serious balls,
you know that?

I'm just trying to make us
some money, that's all.
Yeah?

Why don't you slow down
a little? You're doing this
for a couple days...

and you're already acting
like you run things.

Whatever problem you got
with your pop don't concern me.

I don't have any problems
with my dad. All right?

It's none of your business.
All right, all right.
I'm just trying to help.

* Wait a minute *

* So check it out **

You done fiddling with your car?

Uh, just fixing a taillight.

I'm so glad your father's tools
are still getting some use.

It always makes me sad to
think of them sitting there
getting dusty.

What happened
to the Charger?
You know, just wear and tear.

Whatever. I'll see you later.
I'm off to the beach
with Tina.

Tina? Mom, we talked about this.
We talked about the fact
that she's my friend.

[ Tina ] Oh, forget it.
I'm not gonna wear
my bathing suit after all.

It's too horrifying.
Oh, hello.

You are lucky to have a son
who's over here so much.

Yes. Well, he was gone
for a couple of decades.

He's still making up
for lost time.

Let's go.
[ Cell Phone Rings ]

[ Beeps ]
Yeah, Sam?

Bad news, Mike.
Uh, I've been monitoring
your buddy Ryan's bug.

And?
Well, it sounds like
he decided...

to jump the gun and pull
your death wish scam himself.

- What? When?
- Right now, it sounds like.

He's paying some poor old guy
to get knocked in front
of the 5:35 commuter train.

Sam, the 5:35...

Yeah, I know. They're headed
toward the Fifth Street crossing
right now.

I could call the cops,
but by the time they figure out
what the hell is going on...

We can't risk it.
We gotta get over there now!

All right. I'll get myself
a new set of wheels.

[ Michael Narrating ]
When you work under a cover...

Whether you're a cop,
a D.E.A. agent or a spy...

You're getting into business
with the bad guys.

Your job is to stay in control
of that business.

The problem is
criminals are unpredictable.

Sometimes they take
your ideas and resources
and hurt innocent people.

It's every undercover agent's
worst nightmare.

[ Bell Ringing ]

[ Train Horn Blows ]

Which is why you do
whatever it takes...

to make sure
that doesn't happen.

Boxing in a large vehicle
and forcing it into a crash...

takes a coordinated
group effort.

It's a little like
flying planes in formation...

if one of the planes
is trying to get away.

Very difficult
and very, very dangerous.

The good news is that
when a plan requires
clockwork timing...

and precise movements,

it doesn't take much
to ruin that precision.

Do it right and you can avoid
sending anybody to the morgue.

[ Train Horn Blows ]

You may bruise
a few egos though.

What the hell happened?

Ryan jumped the gun on the
train scam. We had to stop him
before he got someone killed.

And?
Well, nobody was hurt,
but our cover was blown.

And now Ryan knows
that his new recruit is not
who he imagined him to be.

Great.
And now we've got nothing.

I was just telling Calia
she'll be able to go home
for her son's birthday.

Yeah. Well,
I've been listening in
on Ryan's conversations...

and Daddy has put a halt
to everything.

I mean, they're not
making any new moves,
which unfortunately means...

they're gonna
focus on all the irons
they already have in the fire.

- Like my client.
- [ Clicks Tongue ]

Sam, what would the cops
need to build a case
against these guys?

You mean if they didn't
catch 'em red-handed?
Mm-hmm.

Well, the only thing we have
are the medical and insurance
records for Calia's husband.

If we're gonna nail these guys,
we need the records on everybody
that those doctors have treated.

And if we're gonna save Calia,
that's what we need.

Mike, are you thinking
what I think you're thinking?

[ Chuckles ]
Good luck with that, brother.

You can't be serious?

Mom, I wish there
was some other way.

She's my friend, Michael!

You're asking me
to go back to my friend,

a woman I tried on bathing
suits with, for God's sake,

and blackmail her
into giving me documents?

I told you there was a reason
not to get too close.

Why?
So I wouldn't feel bad
when I destroy her life?

Mom, these are bad guys.
They're using desperate people.

Don't you talk to me
about using people.

You're asking me
to force Tina to sneak
into the records office!

- She's gonna lose her job!
- And if she doesn't,
people will lose their lives!

It's one job.
I know it's not easy.
But if you do the math, Mom...

- That's what this is then?
The math?
- Sometimes, yeah.

Is this what you do, Michael?

You destroy good people?

My job is to help people.

And that can mean doing things
that I wish I didn't have to do.

And sometimes
there's no other way.

Now, you lived
in the same house I did.

You made hard choices.

So you know this
as well as I do.

[ Michael Narrating ] When
you're blackmailing someone,
you have to be cruel to be kind.

Show any sympathy
for your target
and you only make it worse.

You have to be the bad guy.

Let them feel
they have no choice.
It's easier that way.

- Maddy?
- Easier for them anyway.

How sweet of you to come by.
Do you like my new haircut?

Of course. Tina,
I wondered if we could talk.

Sure. Come on back.

- What are you saying?
- I don't expect you
to understand.

But, Tina, you've already
given me something
you shouldn't.

Something you could get
in a lot of trouble for.

That information
is confidential.

I can't get that
many files that fast
without anyone knowing.

I don't want to hurt you,
but I need the documents.

You don't want to hurt me?

[ Whispers ]
You are blackmailing me.

You acted like
you were my friend and...
[ Sobbing ]

[ Sniffles ]
What kind of a person...

Listen to me, Tina. This
will go a lot easier for you
if you just do what I'm asking.

So they'll find the documents
missing, you can say you...

You misfiled them,
y-you forgot about them...

- I don't care what you say.
- [ Sobs ]

You know I'm going to lose
my job and you don't care.

You play ball and don't
cause any problems,
you can get another job.

[ Sobs ]

There. It's everything
you asked for.

Wh... Well, Mom,
where are you going?
Don't you want a ride?

I'll take the bus!

Mike, how we doing?
Good to go, Sam.

There's a city vehicle
on Halston Ave.

Driver parked it,
headed off to lunch.

It's just sitting there,
waiting for a crash.
You ready to do some driving?

Oh, yeah.
Oh, by the way, the documents
your mom picked up are perfect.

Put this stuff in the right
place at the right time,

whole thing
comes crumbling down.

Fi, Ryan's
coming out of the bar.
You good to go?

Never been better.
This should be fun.

Yeah, just stay focused.

My mother may never speak to me
again after this job.

So I want to make sure
it was worth it.

All right.
And... go.

[ Michael Narrating ] A push bar
is a hardened steel frame
attached to the front of a car.

It's usually used by cops.

But it's useful for anyone
who's planning on being
in a high-speed collision.

Oops!

- Yeah, baby!
- Hello, police?
I'm over on Halston Avenue.

There was a crash.
This guy with a goatee
and well dressed.

Well, I think he crashed
into a city truck on purpose.

He was waving a gun around
in traffic.

Hell, boy.
Anyone ever teach you
how to park?

- You son of a bitch!
- Me, son of a bitch?

You're the one who
tried to steal my scam
and take it to Daddy.

But it didn't help, did it?
Daddy knows you can't take it,
doesn't he?

[ Michael Narrating ]
There's a tunnel vision that
people develop in a fight.

They focus on their enemy,
oblivious to everything else.

The angrier they get,
the more intense their focus.

There comes a point where
the adrenaline is so intense,

you could land
a jet behind them
and they wouldn't notice.

Nice one. Nice one.
I'm all done.

[ Engine Starts ]
You know what?

I'm gonna go somewhere
where I'm appreciated.

[ Tires Squealing ]

[ Siren Wailing ]

Stay right there!
Don't move!
Get down on the ground!

Get down on the ground!
Put your hands behind your head!

Thank you so much.
I still can't believe you were
able to take care of this.

There's a reason people
call me... and him.

Are you sure it's safe?
Are they really gone?

The cops had a pretty good
basis for an investigation.

Once things got going,
Ryan turned on his father.

They went after each other
and practically handed the case
to the city.

They'll be leaving you
alone now.

I have to pick up Ben
from school, but thank you.
Thank you so much.

I spoke to your mom earlier.

- Yeah?
- She's still pretty upset.

It was the right thing to do,
but that poor woman, Tina,
she's gonna lose everything.

Michael.
I'll see what I can do.

- Good morning, Mom.
- Look who's here.

[ Groans ]

I didn't sleep at all
last night.

I kept seeing Tina's face,

her mascara
all smeared from crying,
calling me a monster.

Made me wonder how you've
ever been able to sleep at all
the last two decades.

Sometimes it's hard.

That's not enough, Michael.
Mom, I came to tell...

Who says that you get to decide
what's right and what's wrong...

and who gets sacrificed
for the greater good
and who doesn't?

Do you think I like it?
What can I do?
People come to me.

Oh, don't give me that, Michael.
You don't have to go running
around blowing things up...

every time
a problem comes your way.

You were offered a job
and you dragged me into it.

Do you think I do this
for the money?

Yes!
I don't know why you do it.

People need me, so I have to.

Yes, I guess you do.

I'm just tired.

What are you doing here
at 6:00 in the morning?
Where you been?

County record building.
There was a break-in.

Someone went
through all the files.
They'll discover it Monday.

Your friend, Tina,
she'll be fine.

Nobody will ever be able to
tell that she took any files.

"Someone" broke in?

Sun's come up.

You want a cup of coffee?

What's wrong, Sam?

Well, I've been doing
some research.

Trying to connect the dots
to find our killer,
you know?

So there was
the hotel thing, right?

Then I followed up your hunch
about that stadium shooting
in South America.

Six police officials shot
in a soccer stadium.

Six shots at the marine stadium.

No one claimed credit
for either incident though.

Right.
Thing is, you were off in Bosnia
when they did the follow-up.

And both times there was a lot
of talk about the same guy...
Mason Gilroy.

I've heard the name.
Are you sure?

Yup. There was some cologne on
that note you got at the hotel.

Stuff is called Monaco Silver.

Last sighting
of Gilroy...
Monaco.

What a coincidence.
So I came here to tell you,

and I found this by the gate.

He knows where you live, Mike.

And he didn't kill me yet.

[ Rapid Beeping,
Line Ringing ]
Gilroy.

You figured out my name.
Good for you. I knew you
were a clever boy.

Are we done playing?

That is the question, isn't it?

I noticed you didn't sound
the alarm with the authorities,
which is a promising sign.

I think perhaps we should meet.

Just give me a time and a place.