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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.

[ Michael Narrating ] There's nothing
more frustrating for a spy...

than being on the sidelines
for an important operation.

When you've spent your career
in the middle of the action,

it's tough to take on
a supporting role...

Particularly when you're
stuck helping people pack.

Thanks, Mike. Look, I know that it
hurts that you're stuck here...

while Jesse and I are out after the
list, but this is the smart play.

- [ Door Opens ] - Just
got the confirmation.

We are in. Auction for the
list goes down in three days.

We got a meeting with the seller as
soon as we land in Santo Domingo.

Wait, so the guy sent a wedding invitation
with instructions for the auction?

[ Jesse ] Yep. It's gonna be an exclusive
affair... restricted to close friends and family.

Three days isn't much time to
clock this guy's security,

find out where he's hidden
the list and steal it.

You know, maybe I should
come with you... Mikey, look.

If we get that list, it's the names
of all the people that burned you,

the same people who
quarantined you in Miami.

So this is not the time for you to
be doing stuff that raises eyebrows,

like, you know, leaving the
country for three days.

Fine.

Just in case...

Borrowed this from Fi.

It's been modified. Shoots
three-round bursts.

Thanks, Mike. But look,
we're gonna be fine.

Nate's flying in today, right?

Pick him up. Enjoy some family time.
We got this, man.

Promise me you'll call
me if you need me.

Promise. Promise.

- [ Bicycle Bell Dings ] -
[ Chattering In Spanish ]

[ Michael Narrating ] For a spy, it's often
better to steal secrets than pay for them.

It saves money and time and doesn't
leave a messy paper trail.

Of course, anyone who's in the
business of selling secrets...

is also in the business
of protecting them,

which can make extracting
information nearly impossible.

Just because your target is willing
to share a meal with you...

doesn't mean he won't put a
bullet in the back of your head.

Mr. Walsh.

Got your wedding invitation.
Cute.

Want some lambí?

Little too spicy for most tourists, but
you get past the heat, it's delicious.

Have your girlfriend on standby, though,
'cause the stuff will get you revved up.

You know what? I'm good.
I'm good, thanks.

[ Walsh ] Here's the time
and place of the auction.

Hey, before we talk business, I just have
a few questions about your security.

It's taken care of.

Okay. That's...
That's good to hear.

I just need to know
what that means.

Do I look stupid to you?

You don't think I know the same people who
would pay for the list would kill for it?

- You don't think I've taken precautions?
- I'm sure you have.

I just need to be certain that
they're sufficient. That's all.

- Well, you don't have to worry about it.
- Actually, I kinda do.

Worrying is part of
my job description.

I worry about things.

I don't know. What if someone were to be
sitting outside wherever you got this list,

just waiting for the
deal to go down?

Okay, well, that's not possible...
'cause it's always moving.

I'm not gonna jump
through hoops here.

You want in, it's on my terms.

There's plenty of buyers to chose from.
There's only one list.

Anyone trying to help
themselves to it is dead.

Por favor. [ Woman ] ¿Sí, señor?

Well, you don't look very happy.
No.

Gracias. De nada.

My guess is right, he's
using a moving loop...

to keep the list
out of harm's way.

Well, that tells us something.

If it's on a 24-7 relay, then
they're using motorcycles.

They're all over the town, they
can't get stuck in traffic,

and they're just handing that list
from one rider over to the next,

and they don't stop
until it's sold.

[ Chuckles ] I gotta
tell you, I'm impressed.

You're impressed? You
should be upset.

We can't hit the list if we don't know
where it is or when it's gonna be there.

Hey, nobody said stealing
the list would be easy.

We can make it work. We just
need to make some new buddies.

My specialty.

[ Michael Narrating ] Spies
don't do well with downtime.

Their idea of R & R is
recon and rendition,

so they don't exactly
cherish days off.

Hey! What's up, big brother?

Especially when it means playing
chaperone to your kid brother.

Oh, yeah. Sorry, man.

Hey, you're looking
better than I expected.

Mom told me about
you gettin' shot.

I heard it was pretty serious.

Yeah, I'm better.

Why the last-minute trip home?

Yeah, well, there's Mom, you know,
you... people I love and want to see.

What's wrong with that?

You booked a ticket on one day's
notice without any luggage.

I'm figuring it's more than
just a family reunion, Nate.

[ Sighs ] Fine.

This buddy of mine, he owns a
custom car shop with his brother.

They got hit a couple days ago.
They lost three cars.

You flew back home just to
track down some stolen cars?

These guys know I got
contacts in that arena.

It's gonna be easy.
What is that look for?

Don't they have insurance?

Man, look. It's good money. They're
friends. That's it, I swear.

It's on the way, Bro.

Stop lookin' at me like that.

Oh, ho, ho.

Nice!

Hey, I wonder if they'll
let me roll the El Camino.

- [ Crashing ] -
[ Men Shouting ]

How could you do this to us?

Jeff? Billy? Hey! Stop it!

[ Grunts ]

- That's enough.
- Hey, hey, guys!

Come on. You're family.
What's wrong with you?

I'll tell you what's wrong, Nate.
We're dead men.

You are lucky I did not
break your damn neck.

Jeff, why are you
so heated, man?

It's just some stolen cars.

- It is and it isn't.
- Uh, can you elaborate a bit more?

A few months back,

the shop was in trouble.

We were behind on the mortgage,

the bills and everything.

I messed up. I got into business
with this guy Hector Rivera.

He's not just a guy.
He's a drug kingpin!

I let him use our cars
to transport his drugs.

One shipment a month.

It was supposed to be
a temporary thing.

It was low risk, and
then we got robbed.

- And one of the stolen cars was loaded
with Rivera's drugs. - [ Sighs ]

- How much?
- Twenty kilos of heroin.

- [ Whistles ] - What? A-And
you're telling me this now?

Don't feel bad, Nate. I'm just finding
out too, and that's my brother.

What were you thinking, man?

I was desperate.

This shop's been in our
family for 46 years.

O-Our grandfather built it.

He passed it on to our
dad, and now it's ours.

Look, I didn't want our generation
to be the one to lose it.

I get it, Billy. You did it for
a good reason. Hooray for you.

But that doesn't get us a
pass when Rivera shows up.

He is still going to kill us.

Not if you find the car. How
long till he comes lookin'?

I could probably hold him off
for another day, maybe two.

Okay, it's not a lot of time, but
it can be done. I'll find your car.

Nate.

[ Mumbles ]

Oh, yeah. Sure.

Look, I swear to God I
didn't know about the drugs.

All right? But don't worry about it.
I'm not trying to rope you into this.

- I'll figure it out myself.
- I don't want you to figure it out.

- You're not taking the job.
- Yes, I am.

Nate, you're not just looking for a car.
It's full of dope.

You need to tell them to get out
of town now, and I mean right now.

Then what? Are they gonna run
for the rest of their lives?

Come on, Mike. These
guys got families.

They should have thought about that
when they got into bed with Rivera.

Hey, you know what it's like to
have a screwup for a brother.

I'm takin' the job.

I'm in with or
without your help.

[ Mouthing Words ]

All right. I'll call Fi.

[ Dog Whining ]

Got the three cars they swiped.

[ Michael ] Which one of
these had the drugs in it?

1969 G.T.O.

God, she's pretty.

You boys ready for
show-and-tell?

Your friends were hit
by a top-notch crew.

I checked the surveillance footage.
Nothing.

They used laser strobes to blind the cameras
and a plasma torch to cut through the gates.

And to top it off, Billy said they put a
sedative in his poor dog's Puppy Chow.

Drugs, lasers and plasma torches. You make
it sound like they threw a rave in here.

The list of crews working in this level
in Miami is likely to be very short.

Fi, I'm thinking I should
talk to Tony Soto.

Wait, what?

I did some business
a while back...

with a guy who ran Miami's
biggest auto theft ring.

No, I know who Tony Soto is. I just... I didn't
know that he was friends with my brother.

We're not exactly friends.

And Soto doesn't exactly
know him as Michael.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Reestablishing an old cover I.D....

isn't just a matter of
changing your name.

If you want access to the
contacts that go with that cover,

you have to re-create the past.

The way you walk, talk and look has to
be consistent with what people remember,

down to the smallest detail.

The direction you
part your hair,

what gun you carry,

your brand of sunglasses,

even the pinkie ring you wear.

What the hell is going on here?

I... I gotta help
some friends, Mom.

And you have to dress
like a funeral director?

Come on, Mom. The suits
were Mike's idea.

This helping you're doing
isn't dangerous, is it, Nate?

No. I'm just gonna find a car.

Mm-hmm. I'm holding you responsible
for keeping him out of trouble.

- Mom, he's a grown man.
- You're still his big brother.

Okay. I will look out for him.

You ready? Yeah.

Wait!

My boys are dressing up.

[ Lens Whirs ] I'm
gonna take a picture.

- Mom, we don't have time for...
- [ Beeps, Shutter Clicks ]

[ Tires Screeching ]

Keep the car runnin'.
I won't be long.

Well, well.
Smooth-talkin' Johnnie.

What d'ya say, Tony?

A long time.

What brings you back to Miami?

Lookin' for a car.

Custom shop on Barton Ave.
Got hit the other day.

The crew used laser
strobes, plasma torches.

How many cars they get?
Three in total,

including a sweet '69 G.T.O.
that was just my size.

Somebody stuck their
finger in the wrong pie.

I'm not mad. I just want
to get my ride back.

[ Whispering ]

I got an idea who you're talkin' about.
My guy's gonna confirm.

I appreciate it.

- How's tricks?
- Mmm. Better than ever.

- Have you heard what a BMW 750 goes
for in China these days? - Mmm.

Actually, I could use a crew like
yours, if you're looking for work.

Sorry, my dance card is full.

[ Clicks Tongue ] Hmm.

The crew that hit that custom shop
is run by a guy called Buckwild.

He's not on my good side.

That's the address
to his chop shop.

Here's the thing, Johnnie.

You take that information, and I'm
gonna need a little favor in return.

As I recall, you enjoy
destroying things.

Once you're done
with your business,

I want you to do some Johnnie-style
damage on that chop shop.

Put it out of commission.

A deal's a deal.

Johnnie's back.

What took so long?

Can't rush a guy like Tony Soto.

Billy called three times. Rivera's
on his way to their shop.

[ Grunts ]

Where's my car?

Stolen. I swear I don't
know where it is.

[ Grunts ]

[ Laughs ]

- Sorry, guys. They're closed.
- We're not customers.

Then who the hell are you?
The name's Johnnie.

I hear you're lookin' for a car.
I'm the guy who's gonna find it.

And I'm the guy who's gonna help
the guy who's gonna find it.

[ Chuckles ] Do we look
like we need help?

Easy. We're car guys.

I used to steal. Now I find.

The Taylor brothers hired me.

You put our business
on the street?

They took initiative to
make up for a mistake.

You're a businessman. You
can appreciate that.

How do you plan on
finding my car?

I already have the name
of the thief who took it.

I'm gonna find him
and ask for it back,

as soon as your dog
stops barkin' at me.

[ Scoffs ] No.

Give the man some room, Caleb.

If you're as good as you
seem to think you are,

I'd say 24 hours is enough time.

Do I look like I need more?

[ Chuckles ]

But I can't trust somebody
I don't know, so...

you don't make a move unless my
boy Caleb is there to see it.

The cheerleader can come.
Bring your pom-poms.

One more thing, just to make sure
you're sufficiently motivated.

I keep him until it's done.

Wait. Take me. It's my fault.

Suit yourself.

Clock is ticking.

[ Michael Narrating ] You don't always
have to rely on trained operatives...

to gather intelligence.

A problem that seems impossible,

like finding a single motorcycle
circling in a crowded city,

becomes much easier if you can hire a
hundred people to sit on street corners...

and record every motorcycle they
see for a few dollars a day.

Whether it's shop owners, cab drivers
or kids playing in the street,

every city in the world has a network of
potential spies just waiting to be recruited.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

¿Sí? Más dinero.

So how's our new crew of
field operatives looking?

Got the downtown
area locked down.

Any motorcycle comes through here
more than once, we'll know about it.

[ Chuckles ] We still
have money for beer left.

You talk to Mike?

No. We're gonna let him
take it easy on this one.

He could use a break. Yeah.

Nate, take the jacket off. You're
not goin' with us this time.

Oh, okay. I see. I can drive
you to a meeting. That's fine.

But I can't go with you to get the
car that I was hired to recover.

Not when we're walking into a
location full of unknowns.

Tony said Buckwild's
crew is a handful.

That's my point,

and don't forget he told
you to level the place.

You could use the help.

Nate's right. With Sam
and Jesse out of town...

[ Knocking ] [ Madeline ] Nate,
you forgot your sandwich.

Michael, may I ask what
you boys are up to?

Nothing, Mom.

Just, um... Mmm.

Excuse me.

They're only loaded
with beanbag rounds.

It's not Mike's fault. I
got him into this one.

Nate, Fiona, would you excuse me and
give me a moment with Michael, please?

You may be too old for me to
spank, but I'll say this.

Your brother gets hurt,

and I'm putting one of
these out in your eye.

Understood?

[ Whispers ] Understood.

[ Nate ] They use that
garage as a chop shop.

Belongs to a guy named Buckwild.

And our car's in there?
We're about to find out.

[ Sucks Teeth ]

Slow down, Caleb. The deal was you got
to congratulate, not participate.

I do this my way, with my crew.

Okay, Johnnie-boy. As long as
we get the car back, I'm good.

[ Michael Narrating ] Sometimes the
best way to get past security...

is to make it seem riskier to keep
you out than it is to let you in.

Hey! What do you think
you're doin', lady?

I nicked this baby off Biscayne.
Buckwild said to drop it here.

I need to get it off the street
before it turns into a pumpkin.

All right. Gimme... Gimme
a minute, all right?

The average security guard won't
risk angering someone important.

At an illegal chop shop, the lady in
the $90,000 stolen car is a V.I.P.

Come on. Hurry up.

Good news, boys.
It's quittin' time.

- [ Groans ] - [ Groans ]

Who the hell are you guys?

It doesn't matter who we are.
It matters what we want.

[ Nate ] I see a Camaro and a Mercedes.
Guess what's missin'.

You stole three cars
from Taylor and Sons.

Prize goes to whoever tells
us where the G.T.O. is.

Maybe we should be more
specific about the prize.

The winner gets to be outside
when this place burns.

Wait, wait, wait.
Buckwild has it.

He said he already had
a... a buyer lined up.

We got a winner.

Bonus round. Tell me where
I can find this Buckwild.

[ Groaning, Gasping ]

What happened? Where's the car?
We got an idea where to find it.

What the hell did you do in there?
What did we do?

That's what we did. Now let's go.
I got another stop to make.

That's the house. Remember the deal. You
sit tight while I go talk to Buckwild.

Not this time. This guy stole my boss's
car. I want to hear what he has to say.

I'm goin'. Fine, but
you follow my lead.

[ Scoffs ] Whatever
you say, Johnnie-boy.

[ Crash ] [ Buckwild ] Hey, man!

[ Gunfire ] [ Grunt, Thud ]

It's gonna be kinda hard
to question a dead man.

Stupid son of a bitch tried to shoot me.
Left me no choice.

Let's get the hell outta here.

This wasn't
self-defense, Michael.

Caleb has been in
this house before.

He came straight back here.
He knew where this room was.

Safety's on.

So Caleb stole Rivera's
car and the drugs,

and he's letting the Taylors
take the fall for it.

Too bad the only one who
can prove that is dead.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Intelligence gathering...

tends to involve a lot
of number crunching.

Analysts have computers specially programmed
to turn raw data into useful information.

But as with repairing a
radio or dressing a wound,

in the field, it's important to
be able to do the same work...

with what you can find in
a third-rate hotel room.

Well, my gal Gabriela makes a mean cafecito,
but she's gotta work on her handwriting.

So this is it, the last of
the intelligence reports...

Every motorcycle that passed
in the last 12 hours.

- What? Here you go.
- Hold on a minute.

Okay, please tell me she saw a red
dirt bike, license plate 197-235!

Bam! What? I got you!

You said it couldn't be done. You doubted
me, but I got you. Now what, huh? Hmm?

Uh, Jesse, hey. Could
I get an invite?

- To what?
- To the party in your head.

Yes, you may. Okay.

Most of these motorbike
sightings have been random.

Right. Right? Guys doing
drop-offs, pickups.

But these two are doing loops.

Alternating every four hours.
[ Trills ] Every four hours.

They stop for gas here. It's
probably where they make the switch.

The best place to intercept the
list would be right there.

- That's the best place? It's downtown.
- I know.

It's gnarly, but that's the only
place they go off the main streets.

And this back alley right here...
Tailor-made for springing a trap.

Come on, now! Come on,
give it to me, man.

Come on, now.

I guess we're not talking about
a two-man job anymore, are we?

No. How soon you think Mike
and Fi can get down here?

At least a day. Fi said Mike's
family time got a little hectic.

You're tellin' me that Caleb hired
a thief to steal the car for him,

and then he killed him right
there in front of you?

Well, not right in front
of me, but basically.

Look, I know it sounds bad.

Well, it... It is bad, but it's
not as bad as you're thinking.

[ Hood Closes ]

I gotta go talk to Rivera and tell him
that Caleb stole the drugs and the car.

That's not a good idea. We
still have plenty of time.

How is 17 hours plenty of time?

I'm not just gonna stand here and let
Caleb run the time out on Billy.

Listen to me. Listen to me.
I know you want to help.

I know you love your brother.

But if it's your word against
Caleb, you will lose,

and so will Billy.

He did it for me. The deal he made
with Rivera, he did it for me.

Thought you didn't
know about it.

I... I didn't want
to know about it.

Look, I got sick
about a year ago,

and the doctor bills, they just sucked
up every cent we made and then some.

And Billy told me just to
focus on gettin' well...

and not to worry about
takin' care of the shop,

and I never once asked him
where he got the money from.

Now you're telling me when he needs my
help, there's nothing that we can do.

There's a lot we can do. We
know that Caleb stole the car.

All we gotta do now is prove it.

Right? We're gonna
break into his place,

and we're gonna find something
that's gonna lead us to it.

- What if we don't? - Worst case,
we go in hard and we get Billy.

And then we're on the run?

Like I said, worst case.

[ Panting ] [ Indistinct ]

[ Panting ] Caleb's got two guys
with guns in the front of the house.

What does it look like here?
It's wide open.

We're just waiting for Caleb to leave, but you
guys are gonna have to search without me.

Why? What's going on? Got a text
message from Hector Rivera.

He wants me at his
house for a meeting.

Uh-oh. Looks like Rivera wants
Billy and Caleb at that meeting.

[ Sighs ] I can't imagine
this is good news.

[ Michael ] I'm gonna see what's
up, but the plan doesn't change.

The only chance we have of helping
Billy is to prove Caleb stole the car.

You guys have to get in there
and find something we can use.

Hey, hey. Right on time.

If I had known it was a pool party,
I would have brought my floaties.

[ Chuckles ]

Don't worry, Johnnie.
You're not going swimming.

So what am I right on time for?

Gonna take a little trip. I've been
doing a little lookin' on my own.

Heard from a source. He says
that he found the G.T.O.

This is my happy face.

Figure you might want to be
there when we go to get it.

Let me call off my people.

No use searchin' for a car
that's already been found.

Nothing but bad paintings and tacky
furniture in the rest of the house.

You find anything? No, but he's
definitely hiding something.

I found a bunch of shredded
documents over there.

It's just... I can't get
past these encrypted files.

[ Cell Phone Rings ]
[ Earpiece Beeps ]

- Michael, what's up?
- Time to pull the plug, people.

Sounds like the car turned up.
Turned up where?

I don't know, but Caleb's
taking us to it right now.

[ Beeps ] They found the car.
Caleb's taking them to it.

It's a setup.

How much you want to bet me that
Caleb put that car somewhere...

that makes it look like the
brothers double-crossed Rivera?

That's why he's bringing Michael and Billy.
They get there, Rivera sees the car...

We've gotta figure out
where they're headed.

How? We looked everywhere, and
they shredded everything.

[ Michael Narrating ] Any
security-conscious person...

knows to protect their computer
and shred their documents.

They tend to forget, though, about the
step between computer and hard copy.

Most printers store
documents in their memory.

[ Printer Whirring ] It's a convenient
way for users to print another copy,

and a convenient way for
spies to steal information.

He printed a rental agreement for a
storage unit. It's in Billy's name.

- Where? - Dania Beach.

If they're leaving from Rivera's place,
they got a five-minute head start.

They don't know it's a race.

[ Tires Squealing ]

She's in there.

We're gonna have to set up an ambush.
Can't you pick the lock?

Well, yeah, of course I can.

But Rivera and his guys are gonna be here any
minute. We'll never get the car out in time.

There's not a lot of things I
can do better than my brother,

but hot-wiring a car
is one of them.

Just get me inside.

[ Michael Narrating ] Any run-of-the-mill
car thief can hot-wire a standard vehicle,

but dealing with a custom hot rod
equipped with a kill switch...

requires special skills.

Splicing the right wires together
to create an electrical bypass...

takes a seasoned pro.
[ Engine Starts ]

[ Tires Squealing ]

Right over here. Yeah.

It's the last unit on the right.

What's wrong, Billy? This
place look familiar?

I don't understand.
This is my unit.

So you admit it. You did
steal... Slow it down, Columbo.

The only thing Billy admitted
to is he has a storage unit.

Well, let's see what's in it.

Caleb, I don't see my car.

[ Grunts ] Why are
you wasting my time?

My sources were good. They
must have moved it somehow.

I should kill both of you.

Not if your boss still
wants to find his car.

We made a deal. I still have
eight hours to play with.

Fine, but if I don't have my car and
my product when you're done playing,

the Taylors die.

And so do you.

Nothing, man.

That's the last place the
drugs could have been.

Damn it! [ Exhales ]

Here's what we do.

We, uh...

We put this baby
back together, and...

And we drive it
over to Rivera's.

I doubt Hector Rivera
likes this car enough...

to forget about two million
dollars' worth of heroin.

All right. Then we just
tell him what happened.

Right? Caleb stole the car. By the
time we found it, the drugs were gone.

It won't matter what we tell him.
He'll still think we stole the car.

Look, I get it. It's
a long shot, but...

You got any better ideas?

Our only play here is to have Rivera
discover this car on Caleb's property.

I mean, talk about
long shots, Mike.

There's no way we drive onto his
property without his guards seeing us.

There's an access gate to
the alley in the back.

We could walk the car in, put it
right behind Caleb's greenhouse.

Remember that summer Dad
made us rebuild the Charger?

Call Jeff. We need to
borrow some tools.

Michael! Mom.

Is your phone broken, or are
you just not answering?

We've been really busy.
So I see.

Nate's out front, packing car
pieces on the back of a truck.

Remember that car we were looking for?
Well, we found it.

Oh, good. Do you mind telling me why there's
a gun in his pocket when you promised me...

I really don't have time for this.
This job: his idea, not mine.

By the way, you have two sons. I don't
know why you're only worried about him.

Stop whining.

I worry about you both, Michael.

But only one of you is
about to be a father.

[ Metal Clangs ]

Nate and Ruth are having a baby?

Why do you think he was so hot to fly across
the country for a job finding stolen cars?

He should have told me...
You should have told me!

I promised him I wouldn't
say anything, but now...

Look, I know you're never gonna
go for the wife and kids...

and the house with
the picket fence,

but I think Nate wants
a shot at normal.

I'm not sure there
even is such a thing.

But if he's got a chance,

I don't want him running around
with a gun, chasing after bad guys!

I get it, Mom.

I get it.

If I could do this job without
him, I would, but I can't.

Could you at least make sure
nothing bad happens to him?

Charity truck. Nice call, Fi.

Well, we are making a
donation to Caleb.

Hey, Bro.

[ Michael Narrating ] If you're planning
on doing heavy mechanic work...

in hostile territory,

it's not enough to make
sure you can't be seen.

You also have to make
sure you can't be heard,

which means silencing
your tools.

It's hard to concentrate on getting
the engine timing right...

if you're worried
about getting shot.

In the field, skill with a wrench is often
just as important as skill with a gun.

When time isn't on your side,

you can't worry about passing
a government inspection,

but you have to do enough to make
sure your point gets across.

One hour left. Time to go.

Not yet, Fi. We still
have too much to do.

Michael, as much as I like seeing
you all sweaty and greasy,

Rivera's expecting
to see Johnnie.

- You gotta go.
- Can you finish this?

I already saved your ass once today.
I can do it again.

For your sake, I hope you
came here in a 1969 G.T.O.

I prefer Chargers, but
I did find your car.

I heard that once already today.

Not from me. When I open
my mouth, I'm right.

[ Paper Rustles ]

This is Caleb's address.

- You think this is funny?
- Do I look like I'm laughing?

Caleb stole your car
and your heroin.

Tried to pin it on the Taylors.

[ Scoffs ]

You come here without my car,

without my product,

and you expect me to
believe this story?

Yes, yes and no.

[ Grunts ]

[ Hammer Cocks ]

In my experience,
"show" beats "tell."

And you and I are taking
a ride to Caleb's place.

You're dead.

- My men will never... - Your men?
Your men are coming with us.

I need somebody to drive.

[ Knife Clatters ] [ Whistles ]

Just a few more minutes,
then I'm gonna off you.

Then I'm gonna off your brother, and then
I'm gonna find your friend in the suit.

No need to go lookin' for me, Caleb.
I made it easy on you.

[ Chuckles ]

What the hell is this?

Mr. Rivera was missin' his
car, so I brought him to it.

What are you talking about?

I told you when I met you, I'm the
guy who's gonna find the car.

I found it.

That's ridiculous. The car's not here.
He's insane.

Maybe I am, but I can still tell time,
and I got six minutes to make good.

Now why don't you walk us
out behind the greenhouse?

Nate, they're here. Hurry up.

I'm going as fast as I can.

Are you gonna believe me or a
crazy man with a gun on you?

Fine, try this on for size.

If I'm lying, shoot me.

[ Muffled Grunting ]

Gladly.

They're coming, Nate.
We have to go.

We're good. What
about this piece?

I want it to look like
Caleb got the drugs out.

- [ Rivera ] Why are you so nervous?
- I'm not nervous. I'm pissed.

Okay. You want to see? Let's go see.
Come on.

Then I am going to finish you.

If there's no car,
there's no Johnnie.

[ Caleb ] What the hell?
There's no way.

[ Rivera ] Thought you
said it wasn't here.

He did this. Don't you see?
He set me up.

I set you up? How do you
figure that, Caleb?

I just drove that car through the
front gate, past all your guards?

I'm good. I'm really good,
but I'm not that good.

Hector, I would never
steal from you.

You mean...

You mean, you never will...

again.

Take him inside.

What about my product?

I said I'd find the car. You want
the drugs, talk to your boy.

Get Taylor and go.

You don't want to see
what happens next.

Well, I was doing a Hail Mary
when I called you, Nate.

- Never thought it'd actually work.
- It was a pleasure, Billy.

- Just don't make it a habit.
- No need to worry about that.

From now on, we do business the
old-fashioned way, no matter what.

Hey, man.

Rivera paid us for the last car. Said it was
a small price to pay for finding the rat.

- You got it. - If you need any work
done on that Charger, give us a call.

- We'll treat her like family.
- I might take you up on that.

All right. Thanks.

So what do you say?

- 50-50?
- No, why don't you keep it?

You know, for the baby.

[ Snickers ]

I was gonna tell you.

I wanted to, but... But...

I'm just not used to the idea
of bein' a dad, you know...

I mean, what am I
gonna tell a kid?

"Hey, here's
everything not to do"?

How about you start with how
you saved the Taylors' lives?

And me too.

- I saved your ass twice.
- Yeah, you did a great job, Nate.

Now if your kid turns out anything
like you, I'm gonna be a proud uncle.

All right.

Take care of yourself, huh?

Be nice if my kid had
a cousin someday.

[ Cell Phone Beeps
] [ Line Ringing ]

Hey, Mikey. Sam.
Got your message.

It's about time. Are you
done with your family thing?

'Cause I got a guy with a seaplane on
standby. No customs, no questions.

Yeah, Sam.

I'm done.

Welcome to paradise.

You bring those goodies
we talked about?

Everything one needs
for a proper vacation.

We're stealin' a list,
Fi, not staging a coup.

Well, you know us girls. We
have a tendency to over-pack.

I'm guessing you didn't
invite me here for the view.

This is where the
magic happens, Mikey.

All right. This is how
this is gonna work.

The rider we're lookin' for is
comin' our way in about an hour.

Sam, you and your truck are gonna
be waitin' for him, all right?

You know he'll be headin' west.
You know he's got the list.

Get ready, guys. About to be a
major backup on Avenida de Paz.

[ Brakes Squealing ]

[ Tires Screeching ]

Okay, Fi, he's headed your way.

[ Fiona On Radio ]
Getting into position.

Into position now.

[ Jesse On Radio ] Here we go, Mike.
Batter up.

[ Groans ]

[ Grunts ]

Okay. Lifeline's ready, Mike.
Just say when.

[ Motorcycles Approaching ]

His friends are here, Fi.

Now they see you.

- When. - Now they don't.

[ Shouting, Groaning ]

When!

[ Michael Narrating ]
Special forces squads...

are built around the skills
of the individual members.

But no matter how good each
member of the squad is,

every mission comes
down to one thing...

How well they work together.

Because in the end, you don't need
a hero to succeed in the field.

You need a team.

[ Typing ] [ Jesse, Lowered
Voice ] See, he has aliases,

department designations,
security clearances.

Good Lord.

Put this through the right system,
you could have the real name...

of every single person on that
list in, like, 60 seconds.

You're whispering. You know that, right?
I'm just sayin'.

This is, without a doubt, the hottest
potato I've ever seen with my own two eyes.

People are gonna die if that thing
gets out. Lives are gonna be ruined.

[ Sam ] Which is why we need to make
sure we hand this to the right people.

I'm thinking Uncle Sam, Mike.

Who's the right people? I wouldn't
know who to trust with that thing.

Well, then that's our job.

We find someone that we can
trust, we give them this list,

and we let them dismantle
the whole damn network.

Or we do the
dismantling ourselves.

These people took away
everything you ever wanted.

We need to track them
down one by one.

[ Sam ] And do what?

You name it, they deserve it.

Mike, you want to weigh in?

The people on that list burned
you, so this is your call.

Mikey?

[ Jesse ] Mike,
you with us, man?

[ Fiona ] Michael?

What do you want to do?