-Yeah! Yeah, you're just lucky, that's it. -Oh, lucky?
I just sunk two threes in your face. That's skills.
(MARKO CHUCKLES)
-Ball in. -MARKO: Okay, my man, you ready?
-BENJAMIN: Bring it. -You really ready?
-BENJAMIN: I'm waiting. -Here it comes. Which way I'm going?
I'm gonna go this way? No, I'm gonna go this way.
-(MUFFLED GUNSHOT) -Oh, yeah! (GRUNTS)
Yeah, right, but no foul. Nice try.
Come on, man, get your ass up.
-Jeez, man. What the hell? Oh! -(MUFFLED GUNSHOT)
-LUKE: Come on, let's see what you've got. -Play some "D"?
-Come on, let's go. -(MATT LAUGHS)
LUKE: Come on, you gonna shoot or what?
MATT: Ready for this, old man?
You had your doughnuts?
(GRUNTS)
Oh, oh, oh!
(GROANS)
-MATT: Good game. (CHUCKLES) -Yeah. Yeah.
That was impressive, that you can still get that much air.
I did play a little college hoop not too long ago.
-Yeah, that was before you had five kids. -Yeah.
Ah, in some ways the kids they...
-their energy keeps me young. -Hmm.
Yeah, well, with all the running around,
how do you and Kristy find the time for each other?
It takes effort.
But, you know, it makes the times we do carve out
-for each other that much more special. -I don't know if I could do it.
-But I do know that I want a rematch. -Oh?
-Okay. -Yeah. In a boxing ring.
-MATT: Boxing ring? -Yeah.
MATT: (GRUNTS) Okay.
So, Alvez, I heard you got smoked.
(CHUCKLES) I did not get smoked.
Yeah, well, we've taken to calling Simmons the bus driver
because he took you to school. (CHUCKLES)
He kind of did.
He's also been off for the past month.
He's slept in,
-he's working out... -Whoa, whoa, he's got a new-born baby
and four kids to corral. I don't think so, buddy.
Seriously, you got more sleep last night than Matt's had in a month.
That's actually not an exaggeration. Research studies have shown
that in the first 12 months of a child's life,
parents sleep less than 59 percent
of the recommended eight hours a night,
hence, losing the equivalent of, on average, 50 nights of sleep.
Do you have any stats that might be able to help me?
-Nope. -It's happening again.
We got a...
There was a double homicide this morning in Des Plaines, Illinois.
It appears our victims, Marko Salazar and Benjamin Blake,
were shot by a sniper while playing basketball
-on a neighbourhood court. -Des Plaines, Illinois?
I know what's in your noggin and what's in your noggin is correct to be
in your noggin because two days ago a gentleman named Brian Nikolay was shot
in a parking lot by a sniper.
Just like the Phillip Dowd case we worked in Des Plaines 15 years ago.
It is all single shots to the victims' torsos,
all in public places, and no one's seen the shooter. He's a ghost.
There's no way it's the same long-distance serial killer because...
Because I killed Phillip Dowd.
So, you think it's a copycat LDSK?
Well, typically, LDSKs are skilled marksmen with a God complex.
And they pretty much revel in taking people's lives from above and afar.
But copycats are out to prove their superiority by making a bigger bang.
Or to ride the wave of infamy created by the original killer.
But in this case, the original killer, Phillip Dowd, is a distant memory.
This is not much of a wave to ride.
Dowd's original MO was to shoot his victims,
then race back to the emergency room where he worked,
-'cause he thrived on trying to save them. -Yeah, typical hero homicides.
But we're not seeing that here.
No, we're not, but this UnSub's victimology is remaining
consistent enough to suggest that his next victims will most likely be
three visitors to one of the local parks.
I'll make sure Chief Weigart has his officers stake out the parks.
Penelope, will you let Matt know that it's all hands on deck?
-We are wheels up in 20. -(PHONE BEEPS)
MALE VOICE 1: Hi, Jordy! Hey there, buddy.
-That will work. -(WOMAN CHUCKLING) Yeah.
-Hey. Everything good? -Oh, terrific. Thanks.
You know, we don't have honey lavender lattes like this back home.
Well, then I'll just have to get you two more, won't I?
(ALL CHUCKLE)
-(MUFFLED GUNSHOT) -(GRUNTS)
(MUFFLED GUNSHOTS)
Are you okay?
Oh, my God!
Hello? There's a man here and he's bleeding.
Just please get here as soon as you can. Oh, my God!
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
LUKE: "Now I know what a ghost is.
"Unfinished business, that's what."
Salman Rushdie.
PENELOPE: Guys, there's been another shooting.
This new LDSK is sticking to the victimology,
but he's moving super-fast.
In the last three days, there's been three shooting incidents,
six victims so far. That took Dowd over two weeks.
So, for some reason, this UnSub feels the need to mimic
the original crimes, but at an accelerated pace.
Luckily, local PD was already on the way to the park.
They administered CPR to the victims. They managed to save two of the three,
but both of them are in surgery right now fighting for their lives.
The two surviving victims are Karen Wolf,
an orthopaedic surgeon, and her husband Craig.
They were having coffee at an outdoor cafe in McCarty Memorial Park.
The victim who died was Timothy Donovan. He was a groundskeeper.
So, the ages and ethnicities of these current victims
don't exactly match the past victims,
but the genders and location types are the same.
Also, the same increasing number of victims in both cases.
Except it seems like this UnSub merged Phillip Dowd's park and cafe shootings
into a single event.
Guys, if that's true and this UnSub continues
to follow the overall victimology, the last person that Phillip Dowd shot
in the original series was McCarty,
a local cop that this park was named after.
Garcia, I need you to notify Commander Rush at the HRT.
We're gonna need their help setting up counter-sniper operations.
Yeah, local cops are gonna need their own security details.
Dave, take Spencer and Tara with you to the ME's office.
I'm sure she's got her hands full. Matt, Luke, JJ,
we'll coordinate with Chief Weigart at the mobile command centre
that they just set up at the latest crime scene.
(RADIO CHATTER)
-EMILY: Chief Weigart. -Unit Chief Prentiss.
You remember SSA Jareau? These are agents Alvez and Simmons.
I see you've already met HRT Commander Rush.
Yes. We greatly appreciate all the help we can get.
As you can imagine, things around here are pretty tense.
My officers are well aware that they're likely this guy's next target.
That's why Emily asked us to come back up your units.
Scott was a dedicated officer, and I can't let this happen
to any of my other people.
JJ: Chief, that wasn't your fault.
Dowd targeted the investigation because he knew we were getting close.
Then we're in the same damn situation now, aren't we?
The difference is we're here to make sure that doesn't happen again.
We know he's coming and we're ready.
HRT's counter-sniper operators will be backing you up all the way.
That's right. We already deployed my Alpha, Bravo, and Charlie teams
here and around town.
Chief, your initial report of the shooting here, you mentioned witnesses.
Yeah, Diane Lipscomb and Peter Charles.
Neither one of them saw the shooter.
But Diane is right over there, ready to talk.
Okay, she may have seen something that could be helpful to us.
Matt, Luke, go talk to Diane and assess the scene.
JJ and I will work with Commander Rush on logistics.
We'll also bring in friends and family members of the victims for interviews.
-Ms. Lipscomb? -DIANE: Yes.
We're with the FBI. Uh, we know you've already given a statement to the police,
but, um, we'd like to ask you a few more questions, if that's all right?
What did you see?
I was reading over there on the bench.
And I heard the man on the lawnmower yell "Hello"
to this young lady who was walking her dog.
(CRIES) And then I don't know.
I looked up and the man was lying on the ground there bleeding.
-So, I called 911. -Did you hear any shots fired?
Sorry, no.
Is there anything else that stood out to you?
Anything at all?
Um. There was a lot of commotion
over here at this kiosk, but that's about it.
I wish I could help you more.
No, it's fine. Thank you.
Can you please make sure she gets home safely?
Mm-hmm.
It's interesting.
She was able to hear this victim say "Hello" over the sound of the mower,
-but didn't hear any shots fired. -Yeah.
Exit wound is in the right anterior abdomen.
Entry wound is in the left posterior lower back.
So that means, based on the angle of the entry wound
and the direction the mower was traveling...
the UnSub fired the shots from over there.
All three victims were shot just several yards off of the road,
right here and over at the cafe.
In the original case, Phillip Dowd concealed himself
in the trunk of his sedan and fired the shots from there.
But those cars and those shrubs would block
the line of fire if the UnSub tried that here.
Yeah, there's no place for a shooter to have taken a position
to completely conceal himself, not across the street or over on the hill.
Not to mention, the angles would be wrong.
Yeah, they would.
Something's way off.
Yeah, like, maybe we're not dealing with a long-distance serial killer.
All three victims were shot with nine millimetres, not a rifle.
Then the UnSub we're looking at is actually a short-range killer.
Which is significant deviation from the original case.
I sent the recovered slugs for ballistic analysis.
My assistant should have the results shortly.
Anything special about the rounds?
They were hollow points. And as I'm sure you're well aware,
those are designed to expand on impact.
That's another deviation.
This UnSub has no interest in seeing if he can save the victims.
He has every intention of killing them with a single shot.
-(KNOCKING ON DOOR) -Dr Zambetti, here you go.
Here's the ballistics report.
It says, "Two guns were used at the McCarty Park scene.
"Two guns outfitted with silencers."
Well, multiple guns could very well mean multiple UnSubs.
-I'll let Emily know. -(PHONE CLICKS)
I can't think of a single person who had a beef with Marko.
I mean, my brother was just an...
easy-going kind of guy.
So, there wasn't anyone who expressed anger
or jealousy when your brother got his basketball scholarship?
(CHUCKLES) No way.
The whole damn neighbourhood showed up for the celebration.
Everybody I know...
was just so proud of Marko.
(SNIFFLES) Sorry.
Peter, do you remember anything Dr or Mr Wolf said
that might help us understand why they were targeted in this attack?
All I know is they said it was a kind of spur-of-the-moment trip from out of town,
but they didn't say from where.
Just that... they didn't know anybody from around here.
I was standing right next to them.
Was there anything else that you noticed?
I heard that woman...
scream over by the lawnmower.
Around the same time.
According to our eyewitnesses, the shootings in McCarty Park were
-nearly simultaneous. -Yeah, couple that with the ballistics,
and we're looking at at least two shooters.
Close-range shooters, which would typically mean the UnSubs have
some sort of connection with the victims,
but, in this case, that doesn't seem to be true.
So, who's the real target of the UnSub's rage here?
JJ: Well, whoever it is,
combining the last two shootings into one make it seem like
they're in a big rush to get to their next target.
One of Chief Weigart's men.
Even with HRT backing them up, there's no guarantee we can protect them.
Well, it's starting to feel like that was the point in copying Dowd's M.O.,
to force local police to come out and make themselves vulnerable.
We got an anonymous tip from somebody who's claiming they saw the shooters
leave McCarty Park in a grey sedan.
Dowd used a grey sedan.
-You think the call's legit? -We have to check it out,
the caller said he followed a sedan
to an apartment complex near the intersection
-of Denton and Oakhurst roads. -Dowd's old apartment is near there.
We need to approach that location with caution.
EMILY: I agree.
Commander Rush, can you get your men out there and set up a secure perimeter?
You got it.
Matt, Luke, Tara,
I want you to keep a loose tail on Chief Weigart.
I'm worried since he was part of the original case,
he may be our UnSub's ultimate target.
Look, I'd rather take the bullet than any one of my officers.
We're here to make sure that doesn't happen.
Thanks. Okay.
Let's roll.
It's understood. Ready when you are, boss.
All right, everyone, let's load up!
MALE VOICE 2: Let's ride!
(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVS)
(CAR ENGINE REVS)
Prentiss, we're currently exiting 14 to Northrup. Running 10-40.
EMILY: Copy.
(TYRES SQUEAL)
(CARS SCREECHING)
-Grenade! -Cover!
-(ALL SCREAM) -(EXPLOSION)
(TARA COUGHING)
(GROANS)
(COUGHS)
Whoa, whoa, Tara. No, no, no, no, it's me. It's JJ.
It's me.
(PANTS)
Luke. Luke... Luke and Matt.
-Take care of Tara. -We'll check the SUV.
-JJ: Medical! -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
DAVID: They took Luke and Matt.
Why not take Tara?
-Matt Simmons, why are you stopped... -(TELEPHONE RINGING)
...on an off ramp?
And why aren't you answering your phone? Pick up, please, pick up, please, pick up.
(PHONE RINGING)
-(PHONE BEEPS) -PENELOPE: Oh, thank God, Matt.
It's me, Penelope. They were ambushed.
Tara's here. She's okay.
-The boys are gone. -No, this isn't happening.
Penelope, we have to get a handle on what's happening here.
We'll get back to you as soon as we can.
-Sir, please find them. - Don't worry, we will.
(PHONE BEEPS)
Whoever did this, made sure we couldn't track them using GPS.
(AMBULANCE SIREN BLARING)
No, no, not yet, we can't.
-JJ: Tara. -I have to help.
I have to help Luke and Matt.
Hey, they're gonna be all right.
We're taking you to the hospital. Please, will you let this man help you?
JJ... JJ, please.
You have to help me focus.
You have to talk me through it.
Are you sure?
Yes. I have to try.
I know, I must have seen who did this.
Okay.
These UnSubs are sophisticated.
They deployed lacrimatory agents, as well as phenacyl chloride.
A type of flash grenade filled with CN gas and pepper spray.
That anonymous call we got was just a ploy.
When we got out there, there was no sedan, nothing.
Yeah, it was all part of the plan.
A plan that we originally thought was to target you.
But, now, it looks like they wanted to take a shot at the FBI.
Except they didn't actually take any shots.
This is a total contradiction of their initial M.O.
They've gone from shooters to abductors. It doesn't make sense.
(PHONE RINGS, BEEPS)
-Dave, what happened? -The boys are gone.
Tara's pretty banged up and on her way to the hospital.
Commander Rush and I are gonna make our way to you right now.
That crime scene is our new ground zero.
I'm telling you, Emily, I think all these copycat killings are a ruse.
To target the FBI? The BAU?
Looks that way. Maybe even to target the boys.
Think about it. They copied a case we worked on before,
accelerated the timeline and made sure we were all out in the open.
You're right.
And as relieved as I am,
they didn't kill Matt and Luke on the spot,
it means they've got even worse plans for them.
Okay, Tara. Just relax.
-Okay. (WHIMPERS) -You need to close your eyes.
Take a deep breath.
And take yourself back to the moments before.
You're in the SUV.
You're following Chief Weigart.
TARA: Yeah, they're ahead of us.
And then he turned at a stop sign, and...
and... and that's when the van cut in front of us.
JJ: Could you see who was driving the van?
No.
But I... I can hear something, um...
I can see a motorcycle.
JJ: There was a motorcycle?
-(MOTORCYCLE ENGINES REV) -TARA: There were two motorcycles.
-The window, it shattered. -JJ: Can you see the riders?
(TARA SIGHS)
Uh, black leather, helmets. Nothing that stands out to me.
Yeah, but there's smoke, and Luke tried to fight, but...
they injected him. They drugged him.
-JJ: Did they ever say anything? -(TARA GASPS)
-TARA: Yes. "Not her. Alvez and Simmons." -MALE VOICE: Not her. Alvez and Simmons.
TARA: They're pulling them out of the car.
He has a tattoo on the back of his hand.
(GRUNTS)
Do you have a pen? Get that paper.
Yeah, can I, uh, have your pen and paper?
Okay, here you go.
You did great, Tara.
Garcia, we sent you a photo. It's a sketch of a tattoo and it's rough.
So, we're gonna need you to identify exactly what it is
and then run it through the tattoo recognition database.
Also, crosscheck it with cases Luke and Matt have worked together.
Uh, running the sketch as is, I can't find any cases
since Matt and Luke have joined the BAU where it pops up.
I mean, actually, there are no cases of them putting away
any nefarious people that have even escaped
or been paroled or anything like that.
Luke used to work on the Fugitive Task Force. Matt was IRT.
We should expand the search to before either one of them joined the BAU.
Okay, I am o-n-i-t. I will get back to you a-s-a-p.
(TELEPHONE CLICKS)
Okay, with HRT's help, we have a lockdown
on all the roads within a four-mile radius of the abduction site.
And we have an APB out on a black van
and guys in black leather on motorcycles.
I'm not sure what that'll get us.
Since we didn't pick them up on any traffic cams,
they must have gone to ground as fast as they could.
Well, I'm ready to go door-to-door with my team.
Thank you. Right now, that's basically all we've got.
But I'm not sure our guys have that kind of time.
Hey! What the hell? Get your asses in gear.
As soon as we burn these pigs and make the drop,
-we're gone. -Let's go!
Fleabag.
You like giving orders when I'm not around?
They're slackers, boss. I don't want to let you down.
Look, I need to make sure everything goes smoothly
-for the delivery tonight. -It will.
How are our guests doing?
The etorphine should wear off soon.
(LUKE PANTS)
Matt?
Matt!
MATT: (PANTS) What the hell happened?
-(GROANS) -I'm not sure.
(BOTH PANT)
MATT: Where's Tara?
I don't know.
-Not here. -MALE VOICE 3: FBI tough guys.
It's been a long time.
Where's Dr Lewis?
Uh, we left that broad behind. This isn't about her.
Yeah, you don't remember me, do you?
Maybe I've confused you with the whole homage to Phillip Dowd.
You knew him?
No, I just knew that if I copied
the worst killer this town's ever seen, then...
oh, you guys, you guys would come running,
right as soon as bodies started dropping.
So, here we are.
You've made a big mistake kidnapping federal agents.
(GRUNTS)
-Hey, you remember me now? -(GRUNTS)
(PANTS) Doesn't ring a bell.
We've put away a lot of dirtbags like you.
-(CHAINS RATTLING) -(LUKE GRUNTING)
(MATT GRUNTS, PANTS)
Take a good look at me, Matt.
It's the scars, isn't it?
Maybe they're an improvement.
(LAUGHS)
(GRUNTS)
I got an old case that connects Matt and Luke.
The guy's name is Louis Chaycon, and he was the go-to enforcer
-for the Sarnicola family in Chicago. -(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
According to a file that Matt wrote about him,
the guy is described as "brilliant, lethal and criminally sophisticated."
He likened him to the serial killer, Israel Keyes.
I remember Matt mentioning him. Like Keyes, after each hit,
he'd leave America until any heat on him cooled down.
Keyes would usually hop on a cruise boat, Chaycon always went to Europe.
Yeah, Matt followed him there, when he was a member of the IRT.
Somehow, this Chaycon dude gets himself back into the States.
That's when our very own Luke Alvez apprehends him back in 2012.
He was hiding out at his brother Bobby's house
in Nettleton, Mississippi, when Luke found him.
Yes, and then he was sentenced to 30 years
and his brother Bobby was sentenced to ten years
for harbouring a dangerous fugitive.
Well, if this Chaycon is behind bars, he can't be our guy.
JJ: Oh, that would be true
if Chaycon wasn't extradited to Italy in 2017,
where he also faced murder charges, and where he escaped custody.
So, there is a connection between this guy and our boys.
But that doesn't explain why this guy is going to all this trouble.
Yeah, we've got to figure out what his personal grudge is with them.
Yeah, not to mention his connection to this particular city.
I've got my crime shovel. I'll keep digging.
DAVID: Any luck with the tattoo?
Ah, sort of. I managed to tease out the symbols using a healing algorithm
and I put that through the National Biometric Centre,
but there's nothing.
Actually, there's nothing in any conventional databases.
And it's a good thing for all of us that I'm fluent in unconventional ones,
which I'm gonna go look at now. Goodbye.
-(TELEPHONE CLICKS) -(KEYBOARD KEYS CLICK)
(INHALES SHARPLY)
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
Bobby.
Chaycon.
(GROANS)
-(GRUNTS) -(SCREAMS)
-(GRUNTS) Son of a bitch. (PANTS) -(GRUNTS)
You two are gonna pay for what you did to my brother.
-(GRUNTS) -What we did to Bobby?
You don't say his name. Ever.
He's dead because of you.
They beat him to death right in front of me.
And then, they made sure my face would be a reminder
-for the rest of my life. -Nah, that's all on you, Louis.
You can't be a hitman for the Chicago mob
and not know that you and your family are gonna be marked.
No, you and you allowed them
to put me and Bobby in general population
with Los Reyes!
Because you knew exactly what they were gonna do to us.
Prison's a dangerous place. (SCREAMS, GRUNTS)
I will watch both of you suffer and die...
just like my brother.
Go ahead, Penelope.
PENELOPE: Okay, I just sent you some more intel I found
about Chaycon's prison record
-before he was extradited to Italy. -(KEYBOARD KEYS CLICKING)
It turns out that he and his brother Bobby
were on the very wrong side of a gang fight while they were still in prison.
His brother Bobby was beaten to death right in front of him.
Wait a minute.
Los Reyes cut out the guy's tongue.
That's definitely a statement.
They must have thought he was cooperating with law enforcement.
If that's the case, Chaycon probably blames
Matt and Luke for his brother's death.
We could be dealing with a classic case of aggression transference.
Chaycon will want to do to them what the gang did to his brother.
-Sorry, I did what I could. -They're not backing down.
LOUIS: Is there a problem?
The Bandits want to change the location and time for the buy.
What? Why?
They say it was one thing when everyone was running around hiding from a sniper,
but now you got the Feds and the cops.
They're all over the place looking for those two.
Okay, look, you tell them that if they screw us...
we know how to put them out of business permanently.
-Will do, boss. -Hey, you know what?
I'll tell them.
-(LUKE PANTING) -(CHAINS RATTLING)
Something important is going down tonight,
and they're not gonna keep us around for the main event.
Listen, taking us is only personal for Chaycon.
-The other guy's got no skin in the game. -So, we can drive a wedge between them.
-All right, I have an idea. -Oh, what's that?
I'm gonna tell them that it was me that told the warden to put them in gen pop.
No, that's not gonna make a difference, Luke.
-Listen... -It'll focus his attention on me, okay?
His guys will have to take their attention off of what they're interested in.
Now, uh, where were we? Oh! We're standing now?
-You want to know the truth, Louis? -Luke, stop it.
You two. You're like brothers.
Yeah, I wish I could say the same about you and your own brother.
LOUIS: You're talking crap about my brother.
It wasn't gen pop that got Bobby killed.
Your brother's dead because he was talking to me.
Bobby couldn't stand spending one more day in prison.
So, he reached out to me...
and he said...
that he'd tell me everything he knew about you and your work,
the Sarnicola family, everything.
The drugs, the hits.
Somebody found out.
They ratted him out.
-Somebody from inside your crew, Louis. -That's bull.
I didn't know his name.
But Bobby was real worried...
about somebody...
they called Flea.
What?
-Oh! That struck a nerve. -Hey, shut up.
They're lying.
They'll say anything to save their asses.
Don't you ever wonder, why you only took a beating?
(PANTS) And Bobby was killed?
You know we'd have to make it look like a rival gang,
so you wouldn't suspect one of your own guys.
Come on, boss.
You know me. I would never hurt Bobby.
You hear that?
"I would never hurt Bobby."
That's what we call a protest.
That's a non-denial denial.
Liars protest.
Innocent people forcefully deny...
till the end.
If I'm lying, Fleabag...
how do I know your name?
Yeah, Fleabag...
-how do they know your name? -I don't know, boss.
You know, like, he must have heard someone say it.
Yeah. Yeah, I mean, come on. Can't trust a Fed, right?
Flea, go get Carson.
Come on. Come on.
-(CHAINS RATTLING) -(MATT GRUNTING)
-(KEYBOARD CLACKING) -(COMPUTER BEEPING)
Oh, dark web,
-thank you for helping me see the light. -(TELEPHONE BEEPS)
-Go ahead, Garcia. -Emily, my sweet, I have a confirmation
from a tattoo artist in Chi-Town, that that tattoo was specifically designed
for a biker group that is loosely associated
with an outlaw biker club known as "The Rolling Devils."
The Devils operate throughout the Midwestern United States.
Garcia, within our search area,
do you know of any specific location controlled by The Rolling Devils?
No, but we're not looking for The Devils as in the outlaw biker group.
We are looking for a group of bikers that broke off with them
because they're more interested in devil-ier behaviour, like,
slinging drugs, as opposed to easy riding.
-Thank you. -(PHONE CLICKS)
I know a guy in the gang task force.
He's got people embedded in that world.
Let me see if he can give me something.
(PHONE RINGING)
CARSON: You wanted to see me, boss?
Yeah. Um...
Carson, listen very carefully.
(GRUNTS)
-Damn! -I'm gonna need you to start taking
-on more responsibility around here. -No... No problem.
Starting with taking out the trash.
Oh, and when you're done with that, send Cyrus and Gunner in here
-to help me clean up. -Will do, boss.
(MUSIC PLAYING IN BAR)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
My contact with the gang task force was right.
It looks like some local bike enthusiasts hang out here.
Chief, you and I will take the front.
Rossi and your guy can cover the back.
-Ranglin, cover the back with Rossi. -Yes, sir.
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
-(MUSIC STOPS ABRUPTLY) -EMILY: Hey!
Listen up! We need some information and we need it fast.
So, we will be asking you some questions,
and we are looking for your cooperation.
Everybody keep your hands where we can see them.
(BIKER GRUNTS)
Look, I don't mean to compromise any op you've got going here,
but I've got two members of my team that are being held
by a group of Rolling Devils.
The Rolling Devils aren't allowed anywhere near here.
This is strictly Righteous Bandits' territory.
I get it. But you hear things.
I'd like to help.
But I've been undercover for three years.
And I'm getting close to taking down
the largest opiate distribution network in the Midwest,
-and I can't help you. -Listen to me, Luca. I've got two agents,
they're like my sons, and they're in trouble.
You understand?
I can't.
You give me something, or I swear I will walk out that door right now
and blow your cover.
LUCA: Wait!
Wait.
I've heard they're using an abandoned warehouse
as their stash house.
It's somewhere in the Southeast district. I don't have the address.
You did the right thing, Luca.
Hey, I still need to go back out there, so...
make it look good.
Right.
Where do you want it?
(CHUCKLES) This side.
Oh!
DAVID: This loser doesn't know a damn thing. Let's get out of here.
(CHAINS RATTLING)
(MATT SIGHS)
LUKE: He's coming.
LOUIS: Luke...
is there anything you want me to tell your girl when I see her?
Bastard. (SPITS)
I'll be sure to pass that on.
And you...
Matt.
Anything for the wife?
I swear to God, Louis.
Hey, guys, come on. Look, I promise...
I will take as much care with them...
as my boys are about to take with you.
Commander Rush's people have secured the perimeter.
Now we just need to find them.
Garcia, we need you to search the CCTV footage
for men on motorcycles coming and going from a warehouse over the past few days.
-(KEYBOARD CLACKING) -(COMPUTER BEEPING)
Okay, I've got a foreclosed warehouse complex
that fits your description. It's in your area.
-I'm sending the coordinates now. -Thanks, Garcia.
JJ, Spence, start searching from the west. We'll start from the east.
-Let's hope we're not too late. -(EXHALES)
(DOOR OPENS)
LOUIS: All right, let's get rid of these two.
MALE VOICE 4: You got it, boss.
-(CHAINS RATTLING) -(MATT GRUNTING)
Hey!
(GRUNTS)
(LUKE GRUNTS)
-(LUKE SCREAMING) -(GUNSHOT)
(MATT GRUNTS)
(CHOKING)
-(MATT GRUNTS) -(GROANS)
Get up! Get up!
Louis...
tell your boys to lower their weapons or I'm gonna snap your neck.
-Drop your weapons! -No, just shoot him.
-(GRENADE CLINKS) -(EXPLOSION)
(ALL GRUNT)
-(GUNSHOT) -(GROANS)
-(GUNSHOTS) -(GROANS)
Clear! Get the medics in here.
(SIGHS)
(BEEPS)
Well, you three seem no worse for wear.
I'm so glad you guys are all right.
I'm glad you're safe and sound.
We're all glad you're okay.
-And you are ordered to get better soon. -(MATT CHUCKLES)
Here's to the whole family being back together again.
-ALL: Cheers. -(GLASSES CLINK)
All right.
-Can I get one of those? -Oh, yeah.
(CHUCKLES)
Listen, um, thanks, for saving me, man.
No man left behind.
(CHUCKLES) That's the Ranger Creed.
"I will never leave a fallen comrade to fall into the hands of the enemy."
That's the Navy Creed, too.
"I will draw on every remaining ounce of strength to protect my teammates
"to accomplish my mission."
(SIGHS) Well, that was a brave move, turning Chaycon against Flea.
-MATT: Ah. -LUKE: Yeah. Gave us the edge we needed.
Now, was Flea really the one that ratted on Bobby?
-No. -Hmm.
It was your idea...
to drive a wedge between them that got me thinking...
if Flea wanted to be the boss...
he might have made the move to get rid of his biggest competition.
Chaycon bought it.
-Yeah, well, it worked. -Yeah.
LUKE: And I'm grateful.
Anything for my brother.
Come here.
Oh! (GROANS)
Come on. (CHUCKLES)
MATT: "The only thing that makes battle
"psychologically tolerable is the brotherhood among soldiers."
Sebastian Junger.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)