My name is Michael Westen.
I used to be a spy until--
- [ Man ] We got a burn notice on you. You're blacklisted. - [ Whistles ]
[ Michael Narrating ] When you're burned, you've got nothing--
no cash, no credit, no job history.
- You're stuck in whatever city they decide to dump you in. - Where am I?
Miami.
You do whatever work comes your way.
- You rely on anyone who's still talking to you-- - [ Laughs ]
- a trigger-happy ex-girlfriend-- - Should we shoot them?
an old friend who used to inform on you to the F.B.I.--
You know spies. Bunch of bitchy little girls.
- Family too-- - Hey, is that your mom again?
- if you're desperate. - Someone needs your help, Michael.
Bottom line: As long as you're burned, you're not going anywhere.
Previously on Burn Notice.
[ Vaughn On Tape ] We found a replacement. Name's Westen.
[ Fiona ] I thought Vaughn told you he had nothing to do with burning you.
Here's to you, partner. I'm glad we found each other.
[ Sam ] That thumb drive has the names of all the people that burned you, Mike.
It's the key to taking 'em down.
If Brennen wanted to kill me, he would've shot me when he took the NOC list.
I'm just gonna go talk to the man.
If Vaughn ever gets a listen to you outing his little secret society,
he's gonna kill-- well, you and you.
The only thing stopping it-- me.
We found out where Brennen is keeping that list.
- You son of a bitch! - Larry!
What the hell are you doing? Now there's nothing stopping Vaughn from coming after me!
All that work for one little thumb drive.
Vaughn's organization has never faced this kind of exposure before.
I imagine he'll marshal all his forces and send them this way.
Tomorrow's gonna be a long day.
[ Michael Narrating ] In any desperate situation,
the temptation is always to act immediately.
It's understandable but unwise.
No matter how bad things are, the first step is always the same--
assess the threat and figure out how bad things really are.
It's bad, Mike. It's real bad.
How bad exactly?
Turns out any time I called one of your known associates,
whether it was Barry or your ma's home phone or even the Carlito,
there was a major response at F.B.I. H.Q.
I don't know what Vaughn is telling these guys, but there's no question about it.
He is pulling out all the stops.
Let me get this straight. The people that had you burned...
have the F.B.I. in their pocket?
More like they've got someone in the F.B.I.
Someone placed high enough that they can loose the dogs when they want to.
- And, boy, they have loosed the dogs. - So, what?
We're supposed to just sit on the list while they hunt us down?
No. We keep it safe...
until we can get to someone in the government with some serious clout.
Someone who can play this card.
Last time I checked, we don't have many friends in the government.
- We need to make one. - Or die trying.
As appealing as that sounds, I think I got an idea.
- You're serious? - Maddy, do I look like I'm joking?
You stash me in some godforsaken motel, and now you're asking me...
to strong-arm that jerk on the House intelligence committee again?
It's the only way. The guy's powerful,
and we got enough dirt on him, he's got to listen to us.
And he's gonna help you? And that would be why, exactly?
This could make him the most powerful man in American intelligence.
A guy like Cowley won't pass this up.
And you know, you helped me get to this guy before.
So same thing, different day.
It amazes me, the things that become normal to you people.
I'll take that as a yes. All right, look. I checked into his schedule--
And you put me in a non-smoking room!
[ Cell Phone Rings ]
I should take this. [ Beeps ]
- That's against the law. - Yeah.
Michael. Your old pal Vaughn here.
It's been a while.
Been out of touch. [ Men Shouting ]
Been keeping a low profile. I think it's time we should meet.
Great. Let me know the next time you're in Miami. We'll grab a mojito.
There's no time like the present. I'm in town right now.
Today's bad for me-- errands.
Uh-huh. So that's why you're routing your phone through three different numbers.
Well, you can't be too careful.
You know what? I'm tired of this coy crap.
What's that supposed to mean?
I gave you a chance to be my friend.
Time after time. But that's over now, mister.
Now you're gonna see what it's like having me for an enemy.
And so are your friends and so is your family.
[ Phone Beeps ]
[ Michael Narrating ] Not all hiding places are created equal.
Generally speaking, a good hiding place...
is hard to find but easy to access.
On rare occasions, for the most sensitive material,
you have to go a step further and find a hiding place even you can't get to.
Are we sure we want to compromise a nuclear facility?
'Cause I got to say, it kind of feels wrong.
If the only copy of the list is in there,
Vaughn could extract the location from one of us...
and still not be able to get to it.
And by extract, I assume you mean torture, interrogate and execute?
[ Truck Approaches ]
[ Michael ] Those trucks are carrying decommissioned radioactive equipment--
depleted-uranium rounds, nuclear sub parts, that kind of thing.
We get this onto one of those, and it's locked up tight.
How do we do that?
If the access road is closed for repairs,
the trucks will have to stop long enough for us to get close.
Okay. So we just got to arrange for a little road damage.
You read my mind. I'll get my C-4.
[ Clamoring ]
Well, there's our buddy Cowley.
[ Madeline ] "Fighting for us."
That smug son of a bitch never fought for anything in his life except his own career.
True enough, but that's kind of the point.
We need a guy like that to run with this little scandal.
- Can we just do this? - Yeah, well,
since I don't have a change of clothes handy, I think you got the best bet of getting inside.
I'm sure you could pass as the bartender. Maybe a towel boy.
Just get him outside, someplace private.
I'm thinking you can talk your way through the kitchen.
I think I can handle this, Sam.
You think you can get yourself on the docks out back?
- Yeah, I think I can handle that. - Good.
- Young lady, I think we have a problem. - Excuse me?
My husband and I have been very generous with Congressman Cowley.
A hell of a lot more generous than our table in Siberia would suggest.
I'm so sorry. I'm sure it's a mix-up.
What is your table number? If you have your invitation--
I didn't bring it because...
I assumed I'd be on your list.
I'm sure you are, but if you have your invitation, I can--
Just let me see.
[ Man ] Ladies and gentlemen, Congressman Bill Cowley.
[ Applause ]
Forget it. It's already started. [ Cowley ] Thank you.
We'll talk about this later. Thank you so much.
Looking out over this crowd, I'm reminded of my first campaign.
We've come a long way since then.
I've been proud and honored to be able to represent you in our nation's capital.
[ Michael Narrating ] Road hazards are a key tool in the spy trade.
Whether you're slowing traffic for surveillance,
routing cars to set up a tail or putting yourself in place for an ambush,
it all starts with a busted road.
That's the last of my C-4 and blasting caps.
[ Michael Narrating ] For a quick and dirty road hazard...
that doesn't take too long to set up, a water line is best.
Water can shut down a road without raising eyebrows.
It's just a matter of getting a charge in the right place...
to bust the pipe underground.
Michael, say this works.
We hide the list, we get to Cowley. What then with us--
with you and me and Jesse and Sam and your mother?
I don't know what you mean by "What then?"
I want to know what we're fighting for here.
Was it worth getting everyone marked for death?
If you're asking me if I think this is important, yes, I do. I never wanted Vaughn--
None of us wanted any of this. That's not the point.
I want to know what this means in the end.
Who wins? 'Cause honestly, I feel however this turns out, I lose.
Maybe this isn't your fight, Fi.
Just because it's my path doesn't mean it's yours.
- Maybe you're right. - [ Jesse ] Bad news!
They're here. They are here. We got to go.
- What's wrong? - Vaughn's men are here.
I saw 'em talking to the guards at the gate. How did they know--
I don't know. They probably had cops watching the traffic cams or something.
Doesn't matter. We got to roll.
[ Tires Screeching ]
What is Michael doing back there?
Blocking bullets, it looks like. Those guys are pretty strapped, Fi.
[ Michael Narrating ] Skill will only take you so far in a car chase.
The bottom line is physics-- machine versus machine.
If yours comes up short in that equation,
- it's just a matter of time before it's over. - [ Cell Phone Rings ]
- Fi, pull up alongside me! - What do you have planned here?
I still got that explosive charge you made.
I'm gonna see if I can get us some breathing room.
[ Phone Beeps ] Climb into the back.
- What? - Do it!
[ Beeps ]
[ Michael Narrating ] If you can't outrun your pursuers,
you have a choice to make.
You have to decide if your vehicle is more useful as transportation...
or as a roadblock.
[ Beeps ]
[ Tires Screeching ]
- Did we lose 'em? - Yeah, I think.
No.
[ Michael ] Let's go. Let's go.
[ Jesse Groans ] Just need a second here.
Oh, God, Jesse! Your leg!
[ Jesse Screams, Grunts ]
[ Groans ]
[ Yelps ]
[ Michael Narrating ] Whether it's the Trojan War, the Battle of Thermopylae...
or the last stand at the Alamo,
many of the famous battles in history were sieges...
in which small forces took on much larger armies.
Jesse, Fi, what are you carrying?
Just the nine-millimeter. The rest is in the motel.
I got a nine-mil too. Spare clip. That's it.
[ Michael Narrating ] Unfortunately, sieges don't make good stories...
because the smaller force won.
They make the history books...
because the little guys fought well before they died.
[ Slider Cocks ]
[ Groans ] You hit anything?
They're spreading out around the hotel, behind cover.
I'm just keeping them from rushing in.
Well, in other late breaking news, Jesse here needs a hospital.
Yeah. Sorry, man. Turns out I'm allergic to rebar.
[ Beeping ] They're jamming signals. Damn, that was fast.
Patch him up and get deeper into the hotel. They're not gonna stay out there forever.
[ Groans ]
Right here.
Keep pressure on it. We'll be right back.
Not my fight, huh?
Well, I guess it's everyone's fight now.
I never wanted this, Fi.
Jesse's leg is broken, and he's bleeding.
It's dumb luck his femoral artery wasn't severed.
And we're surrounded.
This may be your war, but we're all caught in the cross fire.
- Fiona-- - Save it.
You can apologize if we live.
[ Michael Narrating ] Combat medicine's not necessarily about long-term healing.
Civilian doctors try to immobilize injured limbs to make sure they knit properly.
Field medics often have to do the opposite...
and make broken limbs as usable as possible.
Walking on a broken, bloody leg isn't good for you,
but it's better than taking a bullet.
Let's go. We got to move.
You got a hell of a bedside manner, Dr. Westen.
[ Jesse ] What's up with this place? Who builds half a hotel?
Someone who was in mid-renovation when their bank went under.
[ Jesse ] I wish they would've ran out of money a little later.
Go for a couple bottles of minibar rum and some air conditioning right about now.
We got bigger problems than that.
Look who's here. [ Chattering ]
What now? They're setting up for the long haul.
With us cut off, their best move is to be patient.
And our best move?
We need to get to the emergency weather equipment on the roof.
They can jam the phones, but if they jam the Emergency Broadcast System--
They'll have every cop in Miami here. Nice.
Sir. [ Fiona ] Look.
Vaughn's minion just handed him a sat phone.
[ Ringing ]
[ Phones Ringing ]
Bay Point Hotel. How may I direct your call?
Funny. Should've met me when I asked. It would've been a lot easier.
Sorry to inconvenience you.
Yeah, well, don't worry about me. Worry about your girlfriend.
Worry about that man that's bleeding to death inside.
And worry about your family.
What do you want?
You know what I want.
Word is you have a thumb drive with information that does not belong to you.
You mean the list of the I.D.'s of you and your associates?
Yeah, I got it right here. If you want it, you have to come in and get it.
So you're gonna play it like that, huh?
Fine. See you soon.
[ Line Disconnects ]
- You're inviting him in? - He was coming in anyway.
You and Jesse need to keep his men back until I can get to the roof.
- I think we can whip something up. - [ Drops Phone ]
How are you doing?
Won't be running a marathon anytime soon. But I'll manage.
We need catering supplies. The fuel cans they use for hot plates...
and the little propane tanks they use for the omelet stations.
Okay.
We're fighting them off with breakfast equipment.
It's the most important meal of the day.
What's this?
Jackpot.
All right, that's the last of 'em.
[ Tape Rips ]
Secure it real tight. There.
What's going on with you and Mike?
I just noticed you guys were--
You know what? Forget it. It's none of my business. Shouldn't have asked.
It's fine. I used to think that...
all this spy business of Michael's, the burn notice--
All of it was just something that he needed to get past,
then he'd be done with it and he could move on with his life.
- What about now? - Now I'm beginning to realize that maybe it is his life.
[ Lighter Clatters ]
You know, what you and Mike have is special. There's no question.
But I don't think you get involved with someone like Michael Westen...
hoping he's gonna buy a house on the lake, settle down.
[ Jesse ] They're downstairs.
Visitors will be here soon.
Thank you. Your support makes it all possible.
Excuse me, Congressman?
Could I talk to you a moment? Excuse me.
Ah. Then you remember me. Well, it's good to see you again too.
I thought we agreed after our last encounter, I would never see you and your friends again.
Oh. Well, I guess you thought wrong. [ Chuckles ]
Um, we need to talk to you outside, like now.
Now? I'm in the middle of an event.
Uh-huh. Well, there's a much more important event than this.
- That's why we're here. - Yeah.
The last time I listened to you, I nearly got killed by a Russian wet work team.
And you came out of it looking like a hero.
I'm sorry. Didn't you win your last election with 70% of the vote?
Seventy-six.
Well, there you go. [ Chuckles ]
I guess that means we're really good people to talk to then.
After you.
[ Michael Narrating ] Eventually, the information spies obtain...
usually ends up in the hands of a politician.
The relationship between spies and politicians is never easy, but they need each other.
By themselves, secrets are just words.
Covert intelligence is only as powerful as the person who uses it.
A covert network operating within the government.
[ Laughs ] You're serious?
You gonna put on your tinfoil hat and tell me about the aliens now?
Look, I wish I was crazy, Congressman, but this is the real deal.
We've seen it up close and personal.
A lot closer than I'd like, believe me.
This list you claim to have, it's got the names of the people in this network?
Anybody can put names on a list.
Do you remember the business with John Barrett?
The shoot-out in the middle of Miami? What about it?
Do you know why he was in Miami? He sure as hell wasn't here on vacation.
That's been investigated. I was on the congressional committee.
Okay, good. Then you know some of the facts that weren't in the papers.
Like the fact that Barrett's body was found about a mile from the others.
The fact that he was carrying a silver briefcase that just disappeared.
Where'd you hear about that?
I didn't hear about it. I was there. I saw it.
And you know what was in that briefcase, sir? The list.
Interested now?
- They're coming this way. You ready? - Can't wait.
[ Michael Narrating ] Different explosives have different properties.
Some release their energy in a blast,
while others create more heat and flame than force.
Bottom line: you won't destroy a lot with propane and canned fuel,
but you can put on a very big show.
Now.
[ Screaming ]
[ Man On Radio ] Blast in the hallway. We're dealing with it.
Maintain position. Over.
Copy that. Maintaining position.
Drop your weapon.
[ Both Grunting ]
[ Groans ]
- [ Bones Crack ] - [ Screams ]
- [ Bone Cracks ] - [ Screams ]
[ Choking ]
[ Static Crackles ]
Vest on the ground, now.
- Zip-tie your hands. - Zip ties? I don't have any.
Plan "B" then.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
Okay.
Good boy.
- [ Electricity Crackles ] - [ Beeps ]
[ Gunshot ]
That's an ex-Special Forces sniper up there.
Good luck making it back to the door.
It's over, man. Just stand down.
I got a better idea. How much do you weigh? About 200?
205?
[ Gunshot ]
[ Michael Narrating ] To rappel down a building, you need something to slow your descent.
Usually, that's an anchor point.
But a counterweight is equally effective.
[ Grunting ]
Although it's not much fun for whoever gets to be the counterweight.
[ Gunfire Continues ]
[ Sirens Wailing In Distance ]
You think this little emergency call is gonna work?
As sure as I can be.
I sent out a major distress signal with the equipment on the roof.
As far as the Emergency Broadcast System is concerned,
this hotel is getting hit by a hurricane, fire and nuclear attack all at once.
About half a dozen cop cars. Should make for a fair fight anyway.
We should get someplace visible.
We don't want to get killed by some convenient accident when they get here.
Well, there's a balcony here.
Clear view of the road. Good cover.
[ Michael ] Good. We can stay there.
Hold the phone. Guys, check it out.
What's happening? What are they doing?
[ Michael ] I don't know.
[ Vaughn On Radio ] Nice try, Westen.
Problem is, one of the guys on that list you found...
is with Homeland Security.
He told his boys we were doing a training exercise.
Well, you tell him thanks from me. Way to secure the homeland.
They're not coming back. Now you want Jesse to bleed out in there?
You want to end this now? Bring me the list.
I don't know what he's talking about. I've never been better.
He says he feels fine. It's just a scratch.
[ Vaughn ] Yeah, well, we'll just have to see, won't we?
It'll be dark soon. Nobody's gonna come to your rescue, Michael.
We got all the time in the world.
- We need a new plan. - A new plan sounds good right about now.
I passed a groundskeeping room on the way to the roof.
They got to have fertilizer and fuel. You thinking like an ANFO bomb?
We lure them to the top floors. We blow the stairwell.
We go down the elevator shaft. We get out of here.
- Then what? - We hope Sam did his job.
I'm done explaining, Congressman.
I can talk all day long about this, but it's not gonna change a thing.
We need a leap of faith here.
I didn't get where I am now with leaps of faith.
Okay. How about enlightened self-interest?
You move now, it's the kind of stuff that'll get in the history books.
If not, history passes you by.
I'm not making a move without checking this out with someone.
That's fine. But it's got to go to the top, and the top only.
The guys we're up against are well connected.
They're gonna find out if you start involving the chain of command.
- I know what I'm doing. - [ Phone Beeping ]
[ Madeline Sighs ] Well, what do you think?
Well, I think he's gonna cover his butt a little, but he's in.
The guy can smell an opportunity.
Okay, look, Maddy.
You've gone way above and beyond the call, but it's time for you to get someplace safe.
There's nothing more to do here.
Are you gonna be okay? I'm gonna be fine.
You get down to Homestead. You use cash.
You hide out, and we'll call you when we can.
Come on. Maddy.
You don't do this, Mike's gonna kick my butt.
Stay away from bullets.
See ya, Sam.
Make your calls? We good? [ Beeps ]
I made some calls. And?
There's something to it, I grant you.
It would answer a few outstanding questions about that Barrett debacle.
Yeah, but-- I need to take my time.
Something like this, it's delicate. You play it wrong, it'll blow up in your face.
We don't have time for that, Congressman. These people are dangerous.
Dangerous to you, maybe.
I'm not starting a major investigation...
based on the paranoid fantasy of a guy who dresses like a cruise ship bartender--
[ Cell Phone Rings ] and doesn't know how to use a razor.
[ Cell Phone Beeps ] Yeah. Meet me in front of the hotel in five.
Wait. What?
What did he say?
No, I'm fine. I'll call you back. I said I'll call you back.
[ Beeps ]
The police are talking to my driver.
Apparently, they want to take me into protective custody.
Said there's a threat against my life. There's an A.P.B. out on me now.
The police? Who did you call?
I called who I needed to. F.B.I.'s running a background check on you now.
The F.B.I.? You got to be kidding me. I told you not to do that!
Back off! You come into my fund-raiser and dump this into my lap.
Okay, yeah, fine. Go into protective custody.
Maybe they'll jerk you around until we're all dead.
Or maybe they'll kill you because I told you their secrets.
So what do you think? You feeling lucky?
You got a choice, Congressman.
You can go with me right now, or you can go with the cops...
and see how my paranoid fantasy plays out.
Let's go.
[ Michael Narrating ] A typical explosive device is a combination...
of a high explosive and a low explosive.
One starts the reaction while the other supplies the force of the blast.
Improvising a low explosive is basic chemistry.
Improvising a high-explosive blasting cap is high art.
- We good? - Good enough.
It'll have to be hardwired, since all the phone signals are blocked.
Guess it's the old-fashioned way.
We only get one shot at this, so let's make it count.
You never really talked to Jesse after... everything.
He wasn't that eager to chat.
Well, you know, he's not doing too well. So if you're gonna talk, now would be the time.
Let's focus on saving his life. I'll worry about last words if it comes to that.
There you are. Going down?
How's it look down there? Dark and greasy, but it'll do.
If you can keep Vaughn's men trapped in the stairwell, we can go down the shaft.
There's an access ladder right there.
Time to get Vaughn to bring the party to us.
This is Fiona Glenanne. I need to speak to Vaughn.
Fiona. Great to hear your voice. What can I do for you?
You can get us out of here. I'm sick of hiding.
Talked to Michael, didn't seem to feel the same.
You were right, okay?
Jesse's in bad shape. I need to make a deal.
I'm listening. What are your terms?
You walk away with the list. We walk away with our lives.
Fair enough. Go on.
Come in with your team. We're on the top floor, east side.
I'll handle Michael. I don't want him hurt.
[ Vaughn ] Yeah, I can do that.
You know, I gave you a way out a long time ago, Fiona.
You should've taken that deal.
Yeah, well, if I had to do it all over,
Michael and I would be sipping champagne on the Place des Vosges in Paris right now.
But here we are.
[ Vaughn ] Here we are indeed.
All right. I'll get the team together.
[ Fiona ] Let's get ready.
Whether we make it out of this or not, I want to blast that smug son of a bitch to hell.
So this is your plan? To run away along the seawall? No, Congressman.
Since you're the one who tipped off the bad guys, I'd say this is your plan.
Yeah. Mike, listen. I've called you three times.
We got a deal, but I need to hear from you now. Call me. [ Beeps ]
Damn it. The cops are everywhere.
[ Chattering ]
Look, we got to get around this local law enforcement.
You said you talked to your intelligence buddies, right?
That's right. Call them again. We need some help here.
This is not a staring contest.
[ Men Chattering ]
They're on the ground floor. Not yet.
We need as many of them in the stairwell as possible before we blow it.
- That's a lot of bodies. - If there was any other way--
[ Vaughn On Radio ] Fiona.
[ Whispering ] Yes?
Yeah. I just wanted to let you know we're coming up with my team.
I'm getting Michael in place.
You do that. But before you go any further,
I think there's something you should know.
I remember how our last deal went.
So I brought along some insurance,
just as a precaution, in case you had something planned.
What do you mean?
[ Vaughn ] Brought along a friend police found on the road headed south.
Say hi to Mom.
Say something, Mom.
[ Madeline ] Go to hell, you bastards.
Michael, they've got your mother. If we blow the stairwell, she's dead.
Give me the radio.
Vaughn, let me talk to her.
Oh. So there he is.
Fiona said you weren't involved. So I guess you had something planned.
I'm glad I took precautions.
Let me talk to her now!
You watch your tone there. If you're not careful, she can get hurt.
[ Groans ]
Vaughn!
Calm down, Michael. That was just a love tap.
Talk to him.
[ Madeline Gasps ]
[ Vaughn ] Talk to him! [ Madeline ] Michael, are you there?
Yeah, Mom, I'm here. You okay?
No, I'm not okay. They shot me.
It doesn't matter what you do. Just--
Run, Michael! Run, Michael!
She's fine, Michael. She's lying.
But I'd be more than happy to shoot her if it comes to that.
Leave her alone, Vaughn. I'm coming down.
Oh, yeah. I'll believe that when I see it.
So now, does being too clever for your own good run in your family?
[ Chuckles ] Could be.
Does being a sadistic bastard run in yours?
Hang on to her. She could still be useful.
I can't see anything.
They must still be inside.
You think he did it? You think he shot her? It doesn't matter.
Obviously she knows no one's walking away from this.
Vaughn's not gonna honor any deal we make.
Are you sure about that? I mean, what if we traded--
Traded what? The list? Ourselves?
Once we've made the trade, we have no leverage.
Vaughn can't afford to have us walking around, no matter what.
Now the only hope we have to save her and ourselves...
is to put this list in the right hands as soon as we can.
Well, that sounds great. How the hell do we do that?
If I can get to that building, I'll draw their fire.
I can bring along an explosive charge to use.
Once they get close,
that should give you a window to get out with the list.
That's a suicide mission for you.
Staying here is suicide for all of us.
But if you can get out of here with this list, you can save my mom.
[ Jesse ] I'll do it.
I can get out there. I can draw their fire.
Look. I'm injured anyway.
No. We need Vaughn to focus all his forces.
He's after me, not you. He thinks I would never let this go.
That's why you need to take it.
Keep it safe.
And for what it's worth, Agent Porter, I am sorry for what I did to you.
I never said it, but I am truly sorry.
Come on, man. Just--
I signed up to fight the bad guys, right? That's all you were ever doing.
So, we're in this together.
Are you good with that?
Yeah. I'm good with that.
Michael.
You said it yourself, Fiona. Maybe it's time you went your own way.
[ Sighs ]
[ Gunfire ]
[ Grunts ]
Looks like he's in. Come on. Let's go. Let's go.
Put her in the car. Get her in the damn car!
And grab a window seat, Mom, so you can watch me kill your boy.
[ Spits ]
[ Madeline ] No!
Come on! We got to go!
No, you take the list. You're the one who knows what to do with it.
I'm going back out there-- No! No, Fiona.
Listen to me. You go back out there, you know what's gonna happen.
Yeah. I'm going.
What happened to all that wisdom about you and Mike having different priorities?
Well, screw wisdom!
[ Crying ] I belong out there with him, for better or worse.
It's probably gonna be for worse.
Well, I knew that the moment I met him.
Good-bye, Jesse!
[ Grunts ]
What the hell are you doing here?
What does it look like?
I'm tired of you making all the decisions in this relationship.
What do you got? Half a clip.
Quarter clip.
Out.
Get the rest of the team. We're going in.
Is this thing ready to go? [ Groans ]
Fi. You don't have to be here. You know--
What, run? Come on, Michael.
You saw the pattern of fire out there. I wouldn't make it 10 feet.
Here.
When it's time, we'll do this together.
I was always so much better with explosives than you.
[ Man ] Look out!
Everybody down! Stay down!
[ Chattering, Shouting ]
Get down! Stay down!
Secure the perimeter!
Get that gun off my face! You have no authority here!
[ Man ] On the ground! Don't move!
[ Hammer Cocks ] Say another word. I dare you.
[ Man ] Face down. Let's go. Mike?
You in there? [ Laughing ]
[ Radio Chatter ]
It's too bad, really, Westen. We could've been a good team.
I already have a team.
It's not as bad as it looks.
Thank you.
For what? Getting knocked on the head?
I'm fine, Michael. I promise. Go see your friends.
Anyway, I was checking to see if there was any kind of unusual emergency activity in the area.
Heard about a little training exercise, and I figured you guys would be here.
What about the troops? Uh, you can thank Congressman Cowley for that.
Hold up on that, man. I got to be conscious for this.
- I got to tell you something. - What is it?
Your girlfriend is crazy about you. You take care of her, all right?
Mr. Westen?
- We need you to come with us. - Am I under arrest?
We're not with the police. Car's waiting.
- What's this about? - Just want to ask you some questions.
Let's go.
[ Michael Narrating ] As a spy, you're trained to deal with interrogation.
You have to learn to let the disorientation, the sleep deprivation...
and the brutal isolation just wash over you and try not to go insane.
In the end, though, it's not so much the questioning...
as the uncertainty that gets to you.
Not knowing what the future holds, or if you have a future at all.
- Where are we going? - We're not authorized to answer questions.
Give me a hint. Prison? Execution? Warmer? Colder?
You had me in a box answering your questions for a week, and you can't answer one of mine?
Sorry.
How about this? Can I have some water?
- No. - No.
[ Brakes Squeal ]
You.
Michael.
Welcome back.