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- Oh, yeah.

- I wanna go to Mars
and build a city

so people could live there.

- Yeah?
How 'bout you?

What do you wanna be
when you grow up?

- I'm going to be a doctor.

I'm going to go overseas
to help refugees.

- So everyone's gonna grow up
and leave your old man alone?

- Okay, off you go.

[dramatic music]

♪

- You won't leave me behind
now, Diglett, will you?

Yeah.

[phone clicking]

[bright bleep]

Kids are asleep.

What's my duffel bag
doing there?

- I packed some of your things.

- Where am I going?

- I'll tell the kids
you got called into work.

You can pick up the rest
tomorrow when we're at service.

- Hmm.

- Tom, I know about
the antibiotics.

There's only one way
you got that infection.

- I knew you'd be like this,
go straight to a divorce.

- I haven't decided
anything yet.

- Don't lie.

I saw what you texted
your sister.

- I'm getting the kids.

- Don't do that.

- We're not staying
in this house with you.

What?

Please, I just wanna see
our babies.

♪

[gasping]

[choking]

- [groans]
- [squealing]

♪

- Molly, we'll play
that game after church, okay?

Help your sister with the door.

- Tom's truck's still
in the driveway.

They're gonna miss the service.

- Maybe one of the kids
is sick.

Can you go check?
- Sure.

[blasting]

[tense music]

♪

- Neighbors says it sounded
like a bomb.

The owner, Thomas Gilman,
is a Deportation Officer

for the ICE office
in Port Chester.

We suspect he was the target.

- Was he home?

- That's his truck
in the driveway.

The Fire Department's
still searching for victims.

We got one neighbor DOA,
two more in the ICU.

- Any evidence of a bomb
besides the big noise?

- Look at this place.
What else would do this?

- Captain, what have we got?

- Three bodies: adult female
on a bed over there,

two juveniles.

- The Gilmans had two kids;
boy and girl, eight and ten.

- Names.

- Roy and Mia.

- What about Tom Gilman?

- Haven't found
any other remains.

- We got the point of origin
in the basement.

The gas line to the furnace
was pulled out.

We found traces of
a lit candle on the floor

about eight feet away.

The gas accumulated
in the basement,

and when it filled up
and got down to the candle...

- The house went up.

Are there any other vehicles
registered to the family?

- There's a compact SUV
registered to Connie Gilman,

probably in the garage.

[indistinct chatter]

- It's gone.

Gilman took it and left his

to make it look like
he was still here.

- How long for the gas
to get to the candle?

- Rough estimate,
nine to ten hours.

- Okay, the house goes up
around 10:15.

That means that Gilman
would have had to

pull the gas line
around midnight.

He's got a 14-hour lead on us.

- Westchester ME said
all three victims had

their throats cut.

Mrs. Gilman got
a bonus bullet in the head.

- Yeah, a 9-millimeter round.

It's consistent with
a Sig Sauer P320 that

Gilman would have been issued
as an ICE officer.

- All right, folks,
thank you for giving up

your Sunday brunch.

Let's push Mr. Gilman's photo
and particulars

through the pipeline
far and wide.

All right?
- A family annihilator.

He fits--most of them
are middle-aged, male, white.

- Yeah, must be all those
Jimmy Buffett songs.

- With a 14-hour lead time,
he could be anywhere by now.

I'm calling the CID for an I-O

to put Gilman on
the Most Wanted.

I want the Fugitive Task Force
on this.

- A lot of good people
on that task force.

I know which one I want
leading the hunt.

- Dad, does Wally mind
the hood?

- He's okay, honey.

It's not hurting him.
Keep holding that leash.

Ready?

Okay.

[bird squeals]

- Let's see how that wing
is doing.

[jingling]

- Yeah, Wally.

- [chuckles]

He looks all mended to me.

We might be able
to release him next weekend.

I'm proud of you, Tali.

[phone buzzing]

Agent LaCroix.

Yes, I'm on my way.

[gloomy music]

♪

I'm sorry.
Let's put Wally back.

[jingling]

- [clicking tongue]

- My name is Isobel Castille,

Assistant Special Agent
in charge of

the New York Fugitive
Task Force.

We are announcing today
the addition of

Thomas Mark Gilman to the FBI's
Ten Most Wanted Fugitives list.

Gilman is wanted for
triple homicide

of his wife Constance Gilman
and their children Mia and Roy.

The FBI Fugitive Task Force
has obtained

a federal arrest warrant
for unlawful flight

to avoid prosecution.

Gilman is considered armed
and extremely dangerous.

Since 1950, 521 fugitives
have been placed

on the Most Wanted list.

Gilman is the 522nd.

Of those fugitives,
486 have been captured,

95% success rate.

Thank you.

Make it 487.

[overlapping chatter]

- Gilman's been an ICE officer
for ten years.

He knows our bag of tricks.

All this cool whiz-bang stuff
isn't gonna catch him.

- So what's your cool stuff,
gut instinct?

- I like to educate my gut.
I go backwards.

What's Gilman's story?

Who are his close friends,
family?

- Well, his neighbors say that

he doesn't talk about
his family,

but his wife has a sister
in White Plains

that she's close to.

- Good, I'll start with her.

- But we're going with you.

- This is a fugitive case now.
Your job is done.

- Really?
I saw those children.

My job is done when
Gilman's in custody.

- Jubal will tell you,
I work with a small team,

people who've known me
for years.

- Agent LaCroix...

- It's nothing personal.

My team has a shorthand,
no wasted motions.

- Yeah, I caught one of
your talks

in Quantico three years ago.

I know how you work.

Just give me this:

call me for the takedown.

- No promises.

You have passion, Agent Bell.
Hold on to it, it's useful.

[suspenseful music]

♪

Sheryll'll join me interviewing
Mrs. Gilman's bereaved sister.

- You should try doing that
hand holding bit

by yourself sometime.

- My hands are not as soft
as yours.

Clinton, get with
the ICE office in Port Chester.

Tell 'em we want to talk to
Mr. Gilman's co-workers today.

Don't let 'em stall you.

They had a bad apple.

They gotta suck it up
and cooperate.

- I'll sweet talk them.

- Hana, everyone he spoke to
on the Net,

every site visited,
opinion expressed,

his jollies, his follies...

- Yeah, I got it.

- Young Agent Crosby,
how are those guns?

All mended?

- 100%, boss.

- Excellent.

Do us a favor.
Next time a fugitive throws

a refrigerator
down a staircase,

don't try to catch it.

- Copy that.

- Now, we all know what
Mr. Gilman did

to get his spot
on the Most Wanted.

Our job is not to bring justice
to Mr. Gilman.

Our job is to bring
Mr. Gilman to justice.

♪

- Connie was divorcing him.

She was telling him
Saturday night

she wanted him out
before the kids woke up.

- Why did your sister want
a divorce?

- She found out he cheated
on her.

She found his pills for
a urinary infection.

- What was their marriage
like before?

- Tom's a control freak,

and Connie was like this
"yes, sir" wife,

and she never stood up
for herself.

- But the divorce was
her idea, right?

- I told her that she didn't
deserve to be treated...

If I just kept my stupid
mouth shut, none of...

- Michelle, this was not
your fault, okay?

And you're doing
great work now.

You're giving us
solid information.

- [gasping]

- Tell us about Tom's family.

- Connie said that his mom
ran off when he was young,

and I think his dad passed
three years ago.

- And what about his friends,
did you know them?

- I don't know if he had any.

He was always off on his own,
playing with the dog.

He barely even talked
to his own kids.

- We'll be there in an hour.
Thank you.

[phone clicks off]

where is he?
- Turning up his goodie box.

- Hey, boss, I scrubbed
Gilman's phone.

No trace of any girlfriend.

- Gilman didn't cheat
because he's looking

for a relationship.

Intimacy's not in his tool kit.
- Neither is sharing.

He's got
no social media presence.

Joined Facebook in 2009,

posted one picture of
his daughter,

and hasn't been back since.

- Sounds about right.

- What's he doing,
inspecting suspicious marbles?

- It's old, Detective,
maybe from his childhood.

It's interesting to me
that he kept it.

- The ICE office
in Port Chester will have

Gilman's co-workers ready
for us in an hour.

I was just at his bank.

He withdrew 35K
Saturday morning.

Running money.
He had a plan.

- Nothing impetuous
about our boy.

- Sounds like this isn't
your first rodeo

with family annihilators.

- You know they come
in four flavors?

There's the self-righteous type
who blames everybody,

especially his wife,
for all the crap in his life.

There's the guy who can't
get his act together

and feels humiliated
by his failures.

And then we have
the self-pitying loser

who feels like his family
has let him down.

Then there's the paranoid fella
who thinks his family's

in danger from
the outside world.

You know, moral decay
or the bogeyman.

So how does he protect them?

He kills his family himself.

- I knew Tommy had problems
at home.

Just never imagined
it'd come to this.

He cheated on his wife
with a woman

at a massage parlor
in White Plains,

and he worried his wife
would find out.

- So he was afraid of
losing his family?

- He was regretful.

He wanted to renew
his commitment to his marriage.

- Can you write down
the name of

that massage parlor,
if you know it?

- You a hunter?

On your keychain,
that's a sight wrench.

- Yes, sir, I hunt.

- Is Tommy a hunter?

- A good one,
and he lets you know it.

He likes to hunt alone.
He can spend days in the woods.

- Does he have a favorite spot?

- Yeah, but he wouldn't
tell me where.

- [chuckles]

You said he liked to show off.

I'm sure he sent you
some photos of his hunts.

- Sure.

[phone clicks open]

[phone clicking]

[exhales]

- Now, where would
your Fortress of Solitude be?

[tense music]

♪

- Survey marker.

♪

- Rangers found it
two hours ago.

Suspect's probably out hunting.

- [grunts softly]

♪

[grunts]

I'm calling it!
Gilman's not coming back.

That dog's starving.

It's been chewing through
the leash.

Probably hasn't been fed
in three days.

- Sir, I don't think we fully--

- Gilman staged this
to pin us down here...

Waiting for him.

Here you go, buddy.

Here you go, come on.

- Maybe he got injured hunting.

- He went hunting without
his rifle?

- There's caves nearby.
Maybe he's hiding there.

- Yeah, you go search
those caves.

That's exactly what
Gilman wants,

wasting our resources.

He's long gone.

He'll be looking for
another mode of transport.

[bird squawks]

Or maybe he'll grow wings.

Well played, Tommy.

- Oscar Perez.

- Yep, that's me.

- All right, Mr. Perez,
here are your keys.

I'm just gonna take
the plates off.

- Don't the plates stay
with the car?

- Oh, no, I gotta turn
'em in to the DMV.

- Hmm.

Tell you what, why don't you
count this and I'll do that.

[both grunting]

♪

- Gilman is described as
6'3", 210 pounds

with sandy brown hair
and gray eyes

and a large birthmark
on his right shoulder blade.

- Hot water, boss.
- Thank you.

- Mm-hmm.

- While I was staring at
the wall back there,

I was thinking about
Gilman's dilemma.

He needs to put miles
on the odometer.

He knows we've got
everything covered.

He would've anticipated having
to change his appearance

and use a fake ID.

Being a deportation officer,
arresting undocumented aliens,

he would have had the pick of
all the fake IDs they had.

Right?
- Mm.

- I guess we're going back
to Port Chester.

- You, Crosby, and Hana.

Sheryll and me, we're going to
a massage parlor.

- I couldn't believe
it was the same guy,

but then they said he had
a birthmark on his back.

How can a guy kill
his own kids?

- Good question.

The booker said Gilman was
your regular client.

- Okay, look, I only do
therapeutic oil massage.

Rub, no tug.
Feel me?

- I'm feeling
the stiletto heels.

Hey, Jules, we're not here
to bust your chops

about your sex work.

We just wanna catch Gilman,
okay?

- Tell us what he was like
with you.

- He was shy.

First time,
he didn't even take off

his t-shirt and shorts.

He didn't want any extras,
just the massage.

After, he said
he wouldn't be back.

Guess who showed a week later.

He wasn't so shy
the second time.

- You have sex?
- Uh-huh.

He came by every week,
massage then sex.

If I wasn't available,
he'd wait.

Always he'd say that's it;
he was never coming back.

- Because he felt guilty?

- He said if his wife
found out,

he'd lose his family.

- But he kept coming back.

- He was like, "Why fight it"?

- People always
leave him anyway.

- Yep, like that.

[phone buzzing]

- They got a hit on
the phony IDs.

- By the way, Jules, Gilman
was taking an antibiotic

for an STD, so...

You take care of yourself.

[ominous music]

♪

- ICE gave us some push-back,

but then they discovered
Gilman stole

a half dozen phony IDs
out of their evidence room.

- That must have
been embarrassing.

- It sure was.

We put out the names of
those phony IDs.

We got a bounce back from
the State Police.

Detective, you have that
form you showed me?

- The victim had it
in his pocket.

Appeared he was in the process
of selling his car

to an Oscar Perez.

- Matches one of the IDs
Gilman took

from the evidence room.

- Any security footage?

- This part of the lot's
a bit of a blind spot,

but I got footage of
the victim's car

rolling out at 9:38 last night.

- Seven and half hours ago.
- Mm-hmm.

- We're cutting into his lead.

Let's move, guys.

- License plate reader picked
up the car on the skyway.

Buffalo PD located it
an hour ago in Kenmore.

I have a team sitting on it.

[dramatic music]

♪

We did a walk-by.

There's a knapsack
in the backseat.

Doesn't look like Gilman
abandoned the vehicle.

We checked
the restaurants here,

and every restaurant, bar,
and motel in both directions.

- Well, if not for
the fine dining,

why is he in Buffalo?

- Only one reason.
He's getting ready

to cross into Canada.

- There's easier places
than Buffalo

to sneak across the border.

Gilman would know those places.

- Any massage parlors
along this strip?

- There's a couple
a few blocks from here.

- He developed a bad habit,

tried to shake it,
but he couldn't.

- Let's do it.

- You take Crosby and Hana.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Lie down on your stomach.

- [exhales deeply]

- Thank you for waiting
till I was available.

- Mm-hmm.

- You're more relaxed
than yesterday.

- [exhales]

- You took all
your clothes off.

Maybe we can play this time.

- Mm.

♪

Something wrong?

- You just wait here, baby.
I'm gonna go pee.

- Don't do that.

[bell jingling]

- FBI.
Have you seen this man?

We're not busting your place.
We just want him.

- He came in about
20 minutes ago.

He was here yesterday too.
- Is he still here?

- Yeah, room two with Anni.

- Okay, stay here
and don't make a peep.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- [sobbing]

- Help is on the way,
all right?

- This is Barnes, request
backup and an ambulance...

- You just hang in there.
- At 2231 Elmwood.

Suspect on the move.
- Oh, my God, Anni?

- You stay with her.

There's an ambulance
on the way.

♪

[tires squeal and horn blares]

Hey, hey, hey, hey!
- Hey!

♪

[car horn honks]

♪

- He got spooked.

Now he'll head for Canada,
just like he planned.

- Oh, yeah?

Well, if that's his plan,
then why would

our Most Wanted fugitive risk
a rubdown here with a girl

that he had to beat
half to death

because she recognized him,
instead of waiting until he got

to a nice Canadian
massage parlor

with nice Canadian girls
who haven't seen his face

plastered all over
their video screens?

Huh?
- Hey, Jess.

- Okay.

- You asked me to check you
when you go low.

That agent was just making
a hypothetical.

- You're right,
but he committed

to that hypothetical.

My old man bled us dry
gambling,

but he taught me once
you commit to a horse,

you cut off other options.

Gilman's been here
two days--two days.

Why?
Something's keeping him here.

- Boss, check it out.
- Yep.

- He killed the nav and GPS,

so there's no record
of where he's been.

- Or who he met in Buffalo.

- There was no one in
the Buffalo area

in his personal contacts.

- Maybe it's somebody
he came across

in an ICE investigation.

We need to get back
in their database.

- After we caught them with
their thumbs up their butts

about the missing IDs,
that's gonna be a problem.

- Yeah, a big problem.

[phone ringing]

- Agent LaCroix,
you got good news for me?

- Not yet.
I need a favor.

I need full access to
the ICE database.

- Okay, who'd you piss off now?

- You must have a pal
you can lean on.

Gilman's racking up
a body count.

He's all torqued up,

killing anybody that
gets in his way.

- Yeah, yeah.
I'll mention it.

- Thanks.

- You and LaCroix,
what's the connection?

- We worked
the Haynes Spree Killer case.

What is that, seven years ago?

I was having some trouble
with my sobriety at the time.

He was a help.

And then his wife died,
Angelyne, in Afghanistan.

She was Army Intel.

And Jess went to
a pretty dark place.

They have a daughter together.

Anyway, I helped out
where I could,

but somehow Jess managed

to pull himself out
of that tailspin.

Those are the Cliff Notes.

- I don't think I've ever met
an actual FBI agent before.

- You don't wanna make it
a habit.

- So what's this about?

- Mr. Venutti,
have you ever met

or talked to this man?

His name's Thomas Gilman.

Maybe you know him as
Oscar Perez.

- No, I don't know him.

- Mr. Gilman's an Immigration
and Customs officer.

He's suspected of killing
his wife and two children.

- That's why I don't follow
the news, too depressing.

So what's this got to do
with me?

- Gilman searched a dozen
national databases

for information about you.

- Why would he be interested
in me?

- Maybe you hired
undocumented workers

or brought them
into the country.

- No, no way.
I run a straight business.

- You can't think of
any reason why

Gilman has you
in his radar?

- No.

Look, I got a lot of work
to do, guys, so...

- That's a nice-looking family
you got there.

You don't mind taking
one last look at Gilman?

He might have had dark hair
or glasses.

Oh, damn, sorry.

I didn't mean for you
to see that.

That's the wife
when they found her.

Here, that's the kids.

Sorry.
- All right.

That's enough, all right?

You guys need to leave.
I'm done.

- I didn't mean to upset you.

- You didn't break him,
but you sure skeeved him.

- He wasn't repulsed.
He was scared.

He knows Gilman.

- I time-travelled Venutti
all the way back to

East Buffalo High School.

There's no intersection
with Gilman.

No work history, no clubs,
no church...

- How is anybody fooled
by these?

These guys don't even look
related to Gilman.

- People like to be nice.

They don't like to ask about
pictures on IDs.

- [squawking]

- The hell was that?

- Tali sent me a video
of her feeding a falcon

on her grandparents' farm.

- Let me see.

Aw, she's such a sweetie.

She looks more beautiful
every time I see her.

- That thing looks like
it's gonna rip her face off.

If you wanna get her
a pet bird,

you should try a parakeet.

- That's not a pet.
It's a wild animal.

It ran into a high-rise
about three weeks ago.

We'll release it
once it's healthy.

I'm teaching Tali
about falconry.

- Well, on that note,

I'm gonna make a run
for some hot wings.

Figured they gotta be
good here, you know, Buffalo.

Any takers?

- My sister...

she'd be very proud about how
you're raising Tali.

- After Angelyne,
Tali's the only reason

I'm still here.

Even with your parents
to watch over her,

I could never leave her alone.

[melancholy music]

♪

[sniffles]

♪

The same watch.

We need a deep dive on Venutti.

- I went deep, so deep I got
his penalty minutes

in JV hockey.

- Deeper, I wanna know
the name of the doctor

that pulled him out of
his mother's womb.

- [grunts]

- Good morning, Mr. Venutti.
We brought you breakfast.

- Look, I don't have anything
to say to you guys, okay?

So, please--look, I'm sorry.
I--

- We paid good money
for those donuts.

- I'm very busy today, okay?
I--

- Either you talk to us
about Gilman

or you talk to a judge.

- I don't know him, okay?
I don't know him.

So stop harassing me.
Just stop.

Ah!

Look, I don't know him!
- Hey, hey, hey, hey!

- I don't know him!
I don't know him, please!

- Breathe.
Hey!

- I don't know him!
- Breathe, Mr. Venutti.

Breathe, breathe.
- Listen to us, okay?

We found your name change
when you were six,

and you were adopted by
John Venutti,

the man your mother married
after she ran away

from your real father.

- I don't know what
you're talking about.

- Look at me, Mr. Venutti.

This is you in Tommy's arms

when he was ten
and you were two.

- No, no, I don't--

- Look how he's holding you
so you won't fall.

Look how happy you are,
safe in your brother's arms.

Look at the picture,
Mr. Venutti.

Your big brother Tommy.

- [sobbing]
- It's okay.

- It's okay.

- Stop, please, okay.

Stop.

- I swear to God,
I'm not trying to protect him.

I know what he did
to his family.

- Did he threaten you?

- No, but I don't know what
he was gonna do.

- So why'd he contact you?

- He wants to know where
our mother is.

- What's he want with
your mother?

- He didn't say, but I know
he wants to hurt her.

- Because she abandoned him?

- It wasn't her fault,
our father hurt her.

That's why she ran away.

- Without your brother?
- She couldn't take him.

I was five, he was fourteen.

He was afraid to leave
our old man; he stayed.

I mean, the worse part
for Tommy was

she had to hide from
our old man.

So she changed her name,
her social security number.

She had to, though.

- Did she or you try
to contact Tommy?

- When he turned 18,
she called him.

He blamed her for ruining
the family.

He spewed all this hate at her.
She was afraid.

But she made me promise
to keep trying,

to reach out to him.

I sent him cards
for his birthday.

They always came back
undelivered.

There was nothing
until two days ago

when he showed up at my house.

Our parents' divorce,
it just broke him.

- What did you tell Tommy
about your mother?

- I told him the truth:
she's dead from a brain tumor,

two months ago.

He didn't wanna believe me.

- He thought you were
protecting her.

- Yeah.

I told him, "Look, she's buried
at St. Veronica's

"outside Rochester
with my stepfather.

You can go look."

- So he'll go to the cemetery

and see you're telling
the truth.

- No, there's no headstone
for her.

I haven't had a chance
to get one.

I haven't even had a chance
to empty out her house.

You have to understand
Tommy's gonna come back at me.

Okay?
I know it.

- You have any way
of contacting him?

- No, he called me once,

but there was
an unknown caller ID.

- We can find that number.

- What are you gonna do
when you find him?

- That's up to him.

- You gotta promise me
you're not gonna hurt him.

Okay?

Who he is, what he's done...

he wasn't always like that.

[foreboding music]

♪

- Hey.

Hey, buddy,
is there a Raquel Venutti

buried here next to
her husband?

I don't see a marker.

Would have been buried
about two months ago.

- Check the church office.
Come back when they're open.

- Well, how 'bout you
come over here

and you tell me if there's
a gravesite there.

It's easy, man.

- I gotta work.
Come back tomorrow.

- Come back tomorrow...

- Hey, hey, hey!
Put that down!

- Shut up.

[grunting]

[panting]

What are you looking at?

[grunting]

- Stop!
- [grunting]

- Hey, stop.
- [grunting]

[panting]

[groans]

♪

- Witnesses say Gilman got
into an altercation with

the custodian when he couldn't
find his mother's grave,

stole a pickaxe
and went kinetic

on her husband's headstone.

- Of course, the man he blames
for stealing his mommy

away from him.

- Just imagine what he would
have done to his mother.

- Or might still wanna do.

He has no proof
that she's dead.

And I'm sure he wants
to believe she's alive

so he can punish her.

So let's give him his wish.

- I already told him
that she's dead,

and he doesn't even know
where she lived.

- You'll give him the address
when you call him.

You'll say you lied about
her being dead to protect her.

- I already told you.
I don't have a contact for him.

- We got his number from
the call he made to you.

He's been turning his phone
on and off

so we're not able to track him.

But as soon as he turns it
back on...

- Why would he believe me?

- Because he's already
halfway there.

He wants to believe it.

- [sighs]

Look, I understand why
he was so upset with my mom.

I just wish...

I wish that he would have
given her a chance

while she was alive.

She wasn't this awful person.

I wanna...

I wanna show you something.

Here, this is
from last October.

She just turned 72.

- Thank you so much.
It's such a beautiful cake.

- All right,
make a wish, Mom.

- I wish...

I'm so sorry...so sorry.

- It's all right.

- That Grandpa and Tommy,
my Tommy

can't be here.

- See?

She never really got over
leaving Tommy behind.

[device bleeps]

- His phone's back on.

- Mr. Venutti, please.

[line trilling]

- Hey, Tommy.

- You lied to me, Mikey.
There's no grave.

- I'm sorry, Tommy.
I didn't mean to lie.

It's just that
you were so mad at Mom.

- Yeah, wouldn't you be?

She left me behind.
I was just a kid.

Now, where is she, Mikey?

Where is she, Mikey?

- [sighs]

4890 Hardt Road in East Eden.

- Now listen,
I'm gonna find it,

but you stay away.

Do you understand me?

- Tommy, listen to me,
she's dead, okay?

Don't go!
Don't go, it's a trap!

Listen, Mom's dead.
Tommy!

Don't go!

Tommy!

[panting]

He's my brother.

He protected me from
our father.

He took the beatings
that were meant for me.

I can't do that to him.
Do you understand?

I'm sorry.

- Gilman turned his phone off.

- He'll be in the wind.

Nothing's holding him here
anymore.

- Except he wants his mom
to be alive.

We're taking
that birthday video.

♪

- I'm so sorry.

[audio playing in reverse]

- Gilman's turning his phone
on and off every hour or so.

He's heading west.

- We need to be ready,
soon as he pings a tower.

- You hear that, Scorsese?
Cut faster.

- Just got the CCTV footage
from outside the cemetery.

- This is where we needed
a Scorsese,

to get an angle on that
license plate.

- I'm so sorry.

- I still can't believe
Venutti boned us like that.

- Blood is thicker.

- So is guilt.

He got the good life,
while the brother he loved

got to be a punch bag
for their dad.

- Can't be here.

- Jess LaCroix.

We're just outside Buffalo.
How quick can you get here?

- And this cold front is
showing no sign

of slowing up
for the next 24 hours.

Snow and high winds
are expected to sweep

through Buffalo
and parts of Lewis County

with possible accumulations
of six to ten inches.

Across the higher terrains...

[phone clicking]

- [sighs]

- Travel will be difficult
with this winter weather...

[phone ringing]

- So make sure you slow down
and use caution while driving.

And in other news,
the city of Fair Haven...

- Oh, come on.

Yeah, who's this?

- Tommy.

- Mom?

- I'm so sorry.

- Hey, is that--
is that really you?

- My Tommy, so sorry.

- Mom?

[line clicks]

No, no, no.
Mom?

Hey, hey, hey, Mom!

Mom?
[grunts]

[dramatic music]

♪

[groans]

♪

- He just pinged a tower.

He's heading east.

He turned around.

- He took the bait.
- Nice work, Agent Crosby.

♪

- Agent LaCroix, my team is
briefed and ready to deploy.

- Very good.

He have a 30-acre farm here
with a trained,

resourceful, violent character.

Better we find him
before he finds us.

Mercy's not our business,

but we'll take him alive
if we can.

There's no satisfaction for us
or for the families

in dumping a corpse
in front of a judge.

Understood?
all: Understood.

- Yes, sir.
- Thank you.

- Go, move!
Move out.

[tense music]

♪

Cutting it close, Agent Bell.

- Let's go then.

♪

- Spotter, status update.
- Negative--no thermal.

- I'm glad Jubal let you come.

- Was I supposed to tell him?

♪

It's Gilman.

It's him.
Let's go.

♪

- Show me your hands.

I said show me your hands.

Move towards me.
Move towards me.

♪

Mr. Venutti...

- I won't let you kill him.

- You can't be in here.

- [grunts]

[both grunting]

[grunting and groaning]

- [moaning]

- Jess?

♪

- No!
I'm not gonna let you hurt him!

I got him protected.
- Get away!

- Hey, hey--
- You get away!

- Easy, easy.
It's okay.

It's okay.
It's me, it's me.

It's okay.
Put the gun down.

Put the gun down.
It's okay, it's me.

- Take your best shot.
You earned it.

- I'm not armed.

My gun dropped when I took
a header down the stairs.

Tommy, just talk to me.
- Put the gun down, Tommy.

- Tell me what you want.
- Can't get what I want.

She's not coming back, is she?
She's dead, isn't she?

- I told you she was dead.

- No one deserves
to go through what

your mother put you through,
Tommy.

Nobody.
- She left me with a lunatic.

He did to me everything
he wanted to do to her.

But I'm gonna finish it.

This whole miserable family,
I'm gonna finish it.

Shut up!
Shut up!

Hey, hey, you tell them to
stand down right now!

- Everybody hold positions!

- Please, please, please,
please, please--

- Shut up.
- I'm sorry.

- Shut up.

- [panting]

Come on, Tommy.
Look at your kid brother.

He doesn't want you
to get hurt.

- I've got no shot
on the target.

You hear me, brother?

- If you die, Tommy,
who's gonna tell your story?

Who's gonna say what
your parents did to you?

Huh?

If you die here,
you're just gonna be remembered

as a--as a monster,
instead of what you are,

which is a wounded kid
alone in the world.

[panting]

That's as clear to me
as the bottles on that shelf.

- Got it.
- I'll make a lateral.

- Oh, Tommy, listen to him.
Okay?

- Don't sell yourself short,
Tommy.

- He wants the shortie.

[clicks]

- I know you regret
the situation.

I saw the pictures
of your kids.

- It's okay, it's okay.
- My kids loved me so much.

[sobbing]
- I know, Tommy.

- Come on, Tommy.
What are you thinking?

Talk to me!
- There's no point.

Nobody ever stands up for me.
- That's not true, Tommy.

That's not true,
I'm right here.

- They always leave me behind.
- I'm your brother.

I'm right here, Tommy.
- I know.

- Sending it now.

[gunfire cracking]

- [shouting indistinctly]

[yells]

- [growls]

- [agonized moaning]

[grunts]

- Fugitive down.
We need a medic here.

- Copy that.
Thank you.

- [whimpering]

[moaning]

- Mr. Gilman...
- Let's go.

- You're under arrest
pursuant to

a federal fugitive warrant.

- [sucks in breath]

[groans]

[whimpering]

- [grunts]

- Step.
- Watch your step.

- Good throw.
- Good catch.

- [chuckles]

We'll clean it up from here.

Maybe we'll do this again
sometime.

- Yeah, maybe so.

Hey, thanks for reaching out.

- Of course.

[indistinct chatter]

- You know...

back in the cellar,

you really sounded like you had
compassion for Gilman.

I mean...

like you really felt his pain.

- I did feel his pain.

[solemn music]

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[wolf howling]