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 - [ Snaps Fingers ]
- You rely on anyone who's still talking to you: - [ Laughs ]
- A trigger-happy 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.
And a down-and-out spy you met along the way
That's how we do it, people.
Bottom line. As long as you're burned you're not going anywhere.
This is the last, best and only offer you will get. it's a deep-cover job.
We 're going after the leader of a terrorist network based in the Dominican Republic-
Randall Burke.
Why are you asking questions about Mike? Who the hell are you, pal?
- What the hell does he want with Mike? - We damn well better find out.
Your son is involved in intelligence work.
[ Madeline ] Michael is working on a government assignment with the C.I.A.
We just found a Department of Children and Families I.D. at the mystery man's house.
Did he ask you anything about Michael?
- What exactly did you tell him? - Oh, no!
Maddy, you can't just waltz into the FB.I. office and ask about Mike.
Look, I got friends there, and they won't tell me anything.
So this is just a bad idea no matter how you slice it.
What am I supposed to do then?
I have phoned every department in the federal government...
to find out if my son is alive, and I'm getting nothing.
So I'm gonna go down there by myself and talk to them in person.
Mike can take care of himself. I'm sure he's fine.
You're sure? What does that mean, Sam?
You hope? You think?
Do you know? Because I need to know!
What's your plan, Maddy? You just gonna show up down there?
'Cause I know they're not gonna give you an appointment.
The best way to figure out what's going on with Mike...
is for us to catch this guy and find out who he's working for.
[ Sam ] Jesse's right.
Fi and Carlos are on the street right now...
getting the word out to their people.
We checked his aliases. We got his real name- a Dexter Gamble.
So we're making progress. You just need to sit tight.
Michael could be dead!
Don't you tell me to sit tight!
Maddy. Don't do this to yourself.
Sam, I can't sleep. I can't stop eating.
All I can think of is that they might have killed my son.
Maddy, what about Charlie? You just gonna drag him along while you go raise hell?
Don't you think that's gonna freak him out a little bit?
That's already taken care of, Jesse. Thank you.
Charlie! Sweetheart, you ready?
- Hi, Grandma. - Look at you, handsome. Did you brush?
[ Gasps ] Perfect.
All right. We're gonna go to Mrs. Strickland's for a few hours...
while Grandma does some errands, okay?
- Okay. - Okay, sweetheart.
- Say bye-bye! - Bye-bye, Mr. Sam.
Bye-bye, Mr. Jesse.
- Uh, hey, Maddy, could we- - Bye-bye.
Excuse me. Where do I park for the federal building?
Find a spot that's not reserved...
then take the foot bridge on level two.
Thank you
[ Man Chattering ]
[ Michael Narrating] There's a fine line between healthy caution and paranoia.
When you're under stress, your awareness is heightened..
Making it easier to spot potential dangers.
- Unfortunately stress can also make it hard to tell-- - [ Elevator Bell Dings ]
When a danger is real and when it's just a figment of your imagination.
[ Bell Dings ]
[ Elevator Whirs, Stops ]
- Jesus. - [ Elevator Thumps, Whirs ]
- [ Bell Dings ] - [ Elevator Starts ]
- [ Bell Dings ] - Somebody!
- Please! Please! - [ Bell Dings ]
[ Whimpers ]
Hi, Mom.
Michael?
- What's going on? - Relax, Ma.
- I just need to talk to you. - Why can't we just talk at home?
I'm sorry. it's for security purposes.
- [ Man ] Excuse me. Excuse me. - [ Woman ] Yes?
[ Man ] You can't be here right now.
[ Michael ] I can't risk being seen.
[ Man ] Gonna have to ask you to leave.
Is this about that man?
You know, the one who came to Miami asking about you?
You told him I was with the C.I.A. You could blow my cover.
I'm so sorry, Michael.
You got to talk to Fi and Sam and Jesse.
I can't talk to anyone else.
- They're looking for him. - I know.
- They're worried! - I know!
What do you mean, you know?
We're following their investigation.
You-
You're spying on your friends?
No, you don't understand. I-l can't contact anyone else, not while I'm undercover.
Can't you just call one of your secret meetings?
I can't. it-
Ma, this is not my call.
No one can know I'm here.
And me-
Why did I get a private visit?
Because you're calling people about me. And you have to stop.
Michael, I just wanted to know if you were alive!
- Is that too much to ask? - Yes, it's too much to ask!
You can't call! You can't write!
You just have to wait for me to come back!
And if you don't come back?
I have to go.
Michael.
Can I hold my son?
Is that allowed?
- [ Phones Ringing ] - [ Chattering ]
[ Sighs ]
There you are. How'd it go with Mom?
As well as could be expected.
She won't be calling about me anymore.
Good. Now we can get about the business of taking care of Dexter Gamble.
So. First things first.
Your welcome home gift.
You should be able to use it soon too.
Looks like your friends are making some progress.
Is there a problem, Michael?
No, I was just thinking...
this might go faster if we work directly with them.
- Not gonna happen. - They've been involved in covert operations before.
- You can trust them. - I said no.
I'm not gonna risk my op so you can say hi to your pals.
You knew this before you came to Miami.
Now you can either fly back to the D.R. and let us handle it...
or you get with the program.
Good.
[ Michael Narrating] When running surveillance...
you're trained to view your targets not as people...
but as a list of details in an activity log-
when they come home, when they leave, how many calls they make.
You have to discipline yourself not to get emotionally involved in the life of the subject.
But sometimes the subject makes that impossible.
[ Man On Speaker] Yeah, he's all hot and bothered about the Burgren skip.
But I said we 'll handle it.
Right now we got a more serious situation here, and that's priority
I'm sorry I didn't mean to get you all wrapped up in this.
Hey You got nothing to be sorry about.
I just get pissed that you still have to deal with Michael's stuff...
Even when he's not around
Okay I'm gonna go take a shower.
[ Michael Narrating] The hardest part about doing surveillance...
on someone you know..
Is staying objective.
Work can quickly become very.personal...
when everything about the person you're watching-
every. look, every.gesture--
reminds you of the past.
[ Chattering ]
Go!
[ Men Shouting ]
Yeah!
- [ Chattering Stops ] - [ Man ] Jesus!
- [ Gun Clicks ] - [ Cheering ]
[ Irish Accent ] You're a dead man. Now pay up.
You want your money, you'll have to take it from me.
[ Fiona ] All right, I will.
- [ Irish Accent ] Who's the girl? - Fiona Glenanne.
Trouble of the worst kind.
[ Cheering ]
[ Bartender ] Believe me, lad, you won't be wanting any of that.
Besides, she's taken.
[ Cell Phone Ringing]
[Beeps ]
Rico, you have information on Gamble?
[Rico ] Yeah, chica. It's gonna cost you three bills.
My cousin said a dude who looks just like the guy you're after...
paid him five grand to store equipment.
Five G's and he's not even staying there.
- I need an address. - 828 North River Drive.
It's an old auto body shop right off of Fifth Street.
- How far is that from here? - Twenty minutes.
Let's go.
We'll let your friends search the auto shop first.
When they leave, we'll sweep for whatever they miss.
- [ Tires Squealing ] - Damn.
- That was fast. How did they- - Fi's driving.
[ Sam On Speaker] Okay you owe me a new set of tires.
- Me? - Yeah. Who's the one...
that talked me into letting Miss Speed Demon get behind the wheel?
[Fiona ] Don't blame him. If you were driving we'd still be on the causeway
Set of four. Pirelli.
Yeah. Whatever.
[ Jesse ] What, five G's for this dump?
[ Gun Cocks ]
Get down! Gun!
[Feedback On Headphones ]
[Jesse ] I guess Rico forgot to mention the two bangers guarding the place, huh?
[ Grunts ]
Stay down!
What the hell is going on out there? Stand down, Westen.
They're getting attacked from higher ground with a semiautomatic weapon.
They die, the operation dies. You want that?
Nobody sees you. You understand?
Got it. I'm a ghost.
[ Michael Narrating] The average hit rate for a trained marksman...
firing at a target from 50 feet under ideal conditions...
is over 99%.
Of course, that assumes you can see your target.
If you're under fire and shooting blind..
That hit rate drops to about zero.
I'm almost out. I'm on my last clip.
- Yeah, me too. - Yeah, me three.
I didn't plan on siege warfare.
I'm gonna make a break for that door.
Oh, you're nuts. The guy's got an AK and a 200-degree sight line.
- You'll get mowed down. - All right. Yeah, yeah. I'm coming with you.
- What? - If both of us go, one of us has a chance to make it.
[ Gunfire Continues ]
Let me see if I got this right.
We're gonna lay down cover fire with about five bullets and the guy we can't see.
- Is that it? - Pretty much, yeah.
Okay, just checking.
Okay, you run on three. We shoot on two.
One, two, three.
[ Body Thuds ]
[ Jesse ] How the hell did you hit that guy?
Lucky shot, I guess.
[ Sam ] Where's Carlos?
[Fiona ] He took the car up a few blocks.
- I thought it'd be best to get it off the street. - [ Sam ]Any sign of the cops?
[Fiona ] Well, he checked the scanner.
911 got a report of shots fired...
but the caller didn't know where from.
Well, they're probably not in any hurry to check it out.
Gunshots in this area aren't exactly headline news.
I still think we should take this laptop somewhere else to check it out.
We thought about that. it's too risky.
Gamble's set up a whole communication center here.
[ Jesse ] He's been bouncing his calls through here so they can't be traced.
If we can hack it, we can find him.
But it's hardwired to a junction box.
So if we try and unplug it, we're gonna probably lose everything.
Look, Dixon's on his way.
[ Tapping Foot ]
You all right, Fi?
Fine.
After nine months...
we're still dealing with the fallout of Michael Westen.
[ Jesse ] Dixon's here.
Perimeter check.
[ Strong ] That's Axe's hacker friend?
"Friend" would be pushing it.
Fi. Where have you been? You never write. You never call.
And I never will.
[ Sighs ]
This is gonna suck, isn't it?
There's our little guy. Thanks for coming, Dixon.
Usually when I make house calls, it's to houses...
not old chop shops in the middle of Overtown.
Okay. Just relax.
We just want you to fix a little computer problem.
Lookee here.
Easy money.
Fine. Fine!
What can I do to make your lives wonderful?
It's just we're chasing a guy who's using this phone relay to bounce his calls.
And we just need to know where they're landing. That's it.
Okay. I see. I see.
You want me to look at that computer and find out where this guy is.
- Bingo. - Good luck with that, buddy.
Hold on. Hey, come on. Come on. It's two minutes of your time.
- You want more money? We'll give you more money. - We got money.
Okay, okay. "A", don't treat me like a prostitute. it makes me feel cheap.
And "B," my concern isn't money.
It's the handcuffs I'm gonna be wearing when I violate my probation...
by touching a computer that's hacking into the phone company.
Relax. You know what? You don't wanna do it?
We get it. it's all good. No hard feelings. We understand.
Right? it's all good. Seriously.
Oh, one quick question.
Are people on probation allowed to hang out at crime scenes?
Wha- This is a crime scene?
[ Chuckles ] Yeah. Just a bit.
See, there was a shooting The cops are searching the whole area even as we speak
Eventually they're gonna find this place. So the question is:
are you gonna be here with gunpowder residue on your hands when they do?
Is there- ls there gunshot residue on my hands?
Just a smidge.
It doesn't come off that easy, buddy.
Now, come on. Help us trace these calls before the boys in blue show.
Have a seat.
- Fine. - Do your magic.
Blackmailing a criminal to commit federal crime on American soil.
You want it done differently, send in a tech to help them.
No, it's all right. They're doing just fine.
[ Dixon ] Okay, so he isolated the I.M.S.I.D.
He routed through the [Indistinct] center.
And there it is. 3707 West 45.th. You happy now?
All right. We're on the move. Let's roll!
[ Woman ] Sir, we're one block over from Gamble's location.
Okay, Westen, we need you in position to take that shot before your friends get here.
I'm on it.
- [ Michael] I'm all set. - Yeah, copy that.
Now be ready. Your friends just pulled up...
and they're looking to do a snatch-and-grab.
I want Gamble to be a corpse by the time they get to him.
- What's the word? - Looks like no one's home.
So we keep an eye on the street. The minute Gamble shows up, we move in and we grab him.
There's a lovely pile of garbage across the street.
Me and Jesse can hold the front.
[Fiona ]And I’ll post up this alley on the east side.
[ Carlos ] I'll take the west side.
[ Sam ] Okay listen. Stay on your radios.
Had a few close calls with this guy
Let's not take any chances.
[Jesse ] Oh, nice, Sam.
All these bushes we could hide behind you choose a pile of trash.
[ Sam ] You know what? This is perfect. Who would suspect this?
[Jesse ] All right.
[ Sam ] I'll tell you what. If that bastard knows what's good for him...
he'll come back home in the next 30 minutes.
You're not gonna make it to happy hour, Sam. Let it go.
If I don't, there's gonna be a lot more snatching than grabbing. I can tell you that.
- What does that even mean? - You're gonna find out what it means.
- See? The garbage is making you grumpy - It's not the garbage!
- It's making you grumpy - It's not the garbage.
[ Sam ] It's just that I haven't sweat my ass off in this kind of heat since-
[Jesse ] Since Mike left
- You miss him too, huh? - A little, maybe.
[ Michael Narrating] In the field..
Snipers can spend hours, sometimes even days, waiting to take just one shot.
But no matter how diligently you work to stay focused on the task..
At some point, your mind is going to wander.
[ Chattering ]
- Can I have a dance? - [ Gun Cocks ]
I assume that means yes.
[Fiona ] You've been watching me for quite a while.
You sure a dance is all you’re after?
It's a start
So, what's your name?
Michael McBride.
Nice to meet you Mr. McBride.
The pleasure's all mine.
[ Strong] Yeah, the wind's changed You got that, Westen?
Yeah. Yeah, I already made the correction.
Any action, Carlos?
No, no. Not unless you count a couple of kids making out in the car.
Hey, how about you, Fi?
[ Vehicle Door Closes ]
I got bogey problems of my own.
The gardener next door's about to start working in the middle of our little surprise party.
I'll get rid of him.
Sir?
Señor? Con permiso--
[ Screams, Gasps ]
[ Muffled Grunts ]
Shh.
You know what? Fi should have bounced that gardener by now.
I was just thinking the same thing.
Fi, what's the word?
Fi?
- Fi. - Son of a bitch. Fi.
- Come on. - Carlos, we're in trouble. Let's go.
They've lost visual on Glenanne.
What are you talking about? Where the hell is she?
[ Michael ] Strong, what the hell's going on down there?
Strong, what the hell is going on down there?
[ Sniffs ]
He got her.
The son of a bitch took Fiona.
[ Michael Narrating] Finding someone who's been abducted is a race against the clock
Each minute that passes increases the area you have to search.
If you know the vehicle the kidnapper is driving..
Your chances of catching them rise significantly..
Which is why a smart kidnapper's first move is to burn his vehicle.
[ Strong ] it's empty. No bodies.
That's a good thing. If he wanted Glenanne dead, she'd be in that truck.
You got something to say to me?
She shouldn't have been alone in that alley.
- If you had listened to me- - Now's not the time to point fingers.
- We've got a job to do- - Don't tell me about the job!
These are my friends, my family!
Get your goddamn hands off of me.
You think blaming me is gonna help anything?
I don't blame you! I blame myself for listening to you!
I didn't make them track this guy down.
I didn't lay out the ambush plan.
I sure as hell didn't tell her to go down that alley.
Look, I'm sorry about what happened to Fiona...
but the job is still the same.
Find this guy. Take him down without blowing your cover.
The best way to help her is to finish the job!
[ Michael Narrating] When someone is put in danger...
as the result of an operation going bad..
There are a number of questions that have to be answered
What went wrong? Is there anything you could have done differently?
And of course the one question no one wants to ask
Is it your fault?
♪♪[Radio. Irish Folk]
[ Panting ] Why'd you park so far away?
I didn't want to be blocked in.
I had a notion you were doing more than slashing the tires.
You think you know me, McBride?
I'm learning.
- ♪♪[ Man Vocalizing] - [ Explosion ]
[ Explosion ]
[ Water Dripping ]
[ Gamble ] There she is.
Come on.
Breathe deep. it'll clear your head.
- [ Inhales Sharply ] - I said breathe.
[ Grunting ]
Can't have you nodding off. We have work to do.
Oh, I'm awake. What do you want?
I need to talk to Michael Westen.
I haven't seen him in almost a year.
He disappeared...
after his last run-in with the government-
Ah, ah, ah. Don't lie to me.
If I wanted a C.I.A. cover story, I would ask for it.
I'm not lying.
Maybe this will be easier if we start with what I know.
You see, as I do believe you are aware...
I was hired to look into Michael Westen.
His mother was good enough to let me know he's still working for the C.I.A.
Well, she's confused.
She- She probably told you what she thought you wanted to hear.
Confused?
Oh. Maybe you can clear something up for me...
and explain why the man who hired me was killed less than 10 minutes...
after I told him that Michael Westen was still working for the C.I.A. !
Good.
The lies have stopped.
Now we're making progress.
[ Sighs ]
I'm a marked man.
Chances are there's a kill team after me as we speak.
But I got one card to play.
I know the truth about Michael Westen.
Of course I could expose him and have him killed.
Satisfying, but it doesn't help with my problem.
No.
My only move is to trade my silence and your life...
for the best deal I can get...
which brings us back to the reason why you are here.
You, my dear...
are going to put me in touch with him right now.
I don't know where he is.
[ Sighs ]
[ Gasps, Panting ]
You're lucky I don't believe you.
Because if you can't put me in touch with Michael Westen...
the only remaining question is how many bodies I can drop before they take me out.
And I'll tell you this.
The answer is...
at least one.
- Anything inside? - Ah, some money, a little bit of ammo...
couple of files on Mike, so... no.
I asked my buddy at Homeland Security to put out an alert...
on every alias we have for Gamble.
I'm still waiting to hear back.
Just talked to a neighbor who saw a silver F-150 in the alley.
- Did they get a plate? - No, but they said it had a stake bed on it...
so that should help narrow it down.
Okay. I got a contact at the D.M.V. that can help us out. Let's go.
- [ Cell Phone Buzzes ] - Hey, guys. Hang on. Hang on. Hang on.
- It's Fi. - [ Beeps ]
Fi, where are you?
This is not Fiona, Mr. Axe.
You son of a bitch. She better not be hurt.
Oh, don't worry. She's still breathing. For now.
Westen. Get in here. He just made contact.
[ Sam ] What do you want?
[ Gamble ] I'm told you can put me in touch with Michael Westen.
He's using Fiona to get to me?
[ Sam ] Michael Westen?[Laughs ]
That's a pretty tall order 'cause he's not even in the country.
Do I need to remind you I have a gun to Fiona's head?
Just listen to me. He can't offer you anything that I can't.
I mean, what do you need? Money? Transportation?
You name it, we'll figure it out.
No, no, I've already figured it out.
Give me Westen now or this conversation is over.
All right. Wait, wait, wait, wait. Just calm down.
Here's what I can do. I can, um-
I can get you a secure line with him on a, uh- on a sat phone we use for emergencies.
I can bring that to you Now, how's that?
There's an old marine warehouse at the end of Deer Run Avenue at the river.
Come alone, unarmed. You have one hour.
Fine. But I'm not going anywhere without proof of life.
You'll have it. Oh.
And by the way, Mr. Axe, just in case you were thinking about trying something...
the view from here is spectacular.
I can see in every direction.
And if I see anything I don't like...
I put a bullet in your friend's head.
[ Beeps ]
Get me an overhead of that location now.
- [ Beeps ] - You just promised to put him on the phone with Mike?
I had to, Jesse. He was gonna kill her.
Why in the hell would you promise something we can't deliver?
What choice did I have? We're out of moves here.
I figure if I showed up with a satellite phone...
told him Mike was on the other end...
maybe I could get close enough to turn the table.
[ Carlos ] This psycho's about to kill Fiona...
and that's the best we've got- is "maybe"?
All I know, friend, is if we don't try something, she dies for sure.
[ Phone Chimes ]
There you go. Proof of life. Now let's get going.
All right. it's not the break that we hoped for, but it's something.
- What are you talking about? - How long to mobilize the special response team?
[ Woman ] Fifteen to 20 minutes.
All right, make the call. And get the commander on the line with me immediately.
We're gonna shadow your friends to that meeting.
As soon as we know that Gamble's there, we're gonna go in hard.
Have you seen this overhead map? There's no way of approaching the building without being seen.
It's not ideal, I know, but we can use the distraction of Axe-
You're using my friends as bait!
[ Woman ] S.R.T. commander's on the line.
We'll do what we can to keep your friends safe, Michael.
We got a job to do here.
Okay, here's the deal.
One target.
He is armed and has one hostage. Location is 304 Deer Run.
Single-story marine warehouse...
with unobstructed views of the surrounding area.
We will not have the element of surprise and may go in under fire.
There are multiple civilians at play as well.
I've got an operative here who can give you some more information.
Westen.
Westen! Goddamn it!
[ Horn Honking ]
[ Strong] Westen! Westen!
Get your ass back here! I'm giving you a direct order!
You hear me, Michael? You are making the biggest mistake of your-
[ Michael Narrating] An operative is trained..
To maintain cover under all circumstances.
When the mission requires keeping your identity a secret...
you're supposed to follow orders and stay out of sight.
That's easy when you're spying on enemies.
But it's a very. different thing when you're spying on friends.
When maintaining cover means allowing people you care about...
to walk right into a death trap...
- you have a choice to make-- - Whoa! Whoa!
Risk the operation or risk your friends' lives.
Out of the car now! Hands where we can see 'em!
Mike.
Where the hell did you come from, man? You almost killed us.
I had to stop you before you got to your meeting with Gamble.
Your plan, it's too risky, for you and for Fi.
- How the hell do you know about our plan? - We've been watching you.
- We're after Gamble. - [ Tires Screeching ]
What- What do you mean, watching?
- And who the hell is this "we"? - I'm here with the C.I.A.
I'll explain everything later, but-
You were there when that bastard took Fiona!
We did everything we could for her! We didn't know Gamble was-
Goddamn it, Westen! I let you come here under one condition.
One. Stay under the radar. Now I got a full-blown-
You son of a bitch!
- Hey! Hey! - [ Jesse ] Carlos, no, no.
- Mike, Mike, Mike. - Carlos.
That's it. Back off. Back off. Back off.
Nine months, Mike.
Not one call, not one letter, nothing.
This- This is how I find out that my best friend is still alive?
This is not how I wanted to do this.
This is exactly what I told you could not happen.
- Strong, listen to me. - No! You have lost all talking privileges.
And if this operation's blown, I am gonna bury you!
We don't give a damn about your operation. That psycho's got Fiona.
You can get back to your spy games when she's safe.
This right here is the only thing that's important right now.
You think you have a say in this? Get them the hell out of here.
I'm telling you, I could salvage the operation!
Already been decided. S.R.T.'s are on the way.
They're making a hard entrance through the south wall.
Only now they don't have a diversion!
If you breach the south wall, you will be seen.
He will shoot Fiona. He will shoot your men. If you let me handle this-
You should have thought about that before you went off the reservation.
Listen to me.
I have a plan that will fix this. I will save Fiona.
And the only one who will die will be Gamble.
[ Michael Narrating] In a hostage situation...
tactical data is usually the most important.
Your focus is on details, like the building's entry points and blind spots...
your target's potential escape routes...
and your team's assault capabilities.
But sometimes even more important than your knowledge of the situation...
is what you know about the person you're trying to save.
Why are you so quiet?
I don't like the idea of people shooting at you.
You're worried.
You're not?
One thing you will learn about me, Michael McBride-
I don't worry.
Not since I was a little girl.
[ Exhales ]
[ Cell Phone Rings ]
[ Beeps ]
You're cutting it close, Mr. Axe.
- [ Michael] You said one hour. - Who is this?
Michael Westen.
Westen?
They said you weren't in Miami.
Well, it's your lucky day. I made a special trip just for you
Stop right there, Westen.
Turn around. Take off the vest.
No tricks.
I'm here to give you what you want.
As long as Fiona gets out of there unhurt
Oh, good. We're on the same page then.
You and your C.I.A. pals are gonna put together...
a little get-out-of-town kit for me.
I want one million in cash...
evenly divided in dollars, renminbi, reals and British pounds.
- I can get that, but first- - I'm not finished yet.
I want a blank Canadian passport..
A Lear 60 fueled up on the runway at Opa-locka...
and a clear flightpath out of Miami.
I'll keep Fiona and you with me until I'm on the plane.
Oh, you can talk now.
Deal.
I'll get you everything that you want...
but first I talk to Fiona.
Stop wasting time.
I've sent a proof of life to your friend.
That was an hour ago. Put her on the phone.
I'm the one giving the orders here.
No deal.
When I was younger...
my father wanted to protect his family and their beliefs, no matter what.
I watched him get beaten, shot at.
But if he was afraid, he never showed it.
He always said, "There's a difference between livin' and livin' free."
Stop right there. Stop, goddamn it.
Stop!
Fine. You can talk to her.
[Fiona's Voice ] Of course, living with honor, it only put us in more danger.
My father, he came up with a plan to warn us if he knew trouble was brewing
He'd say "Fiona.
Time to be brave, little angel."
You get 10 seconds of quality time, Westen.
Make it count.
- Fi. - I'm here, Michael.
[ Michael's Voice ] "Time to be brave, little angel"?
[Fiona's Voice ] I suppose it was a code of sorts.
What it really meant was...
"Get down on the floor, close your eyes and start praying till it's over."
[ Michael On Speaker] I'm gonna get you home.
- Oh! - And Fiona?
[ Irish Accent ] it's time to be brave, little angel.
[ Gun Cocks ]
[ Chattering ]
[ Man Shouting ]
[ Chattering Continues ]
There he is, the man of the hour.
That was one balls-out crazy move, but you made it work.
Now, let's get down to the D.R. and finish this operation.
[ Sam ] So you guys tagged my phone, my watch and my car.
Anywhere else I should check, Mike, like my molars?
Elsa's hotel suite.
You're talking about the penthouse?
Mike, please tell me that you guys were not listening this morning.
- Just sweep it, Sam. - Oh, my God.
Mike, next time you're in town...
just skip the bugs and pick up a phone, man...
before we're knee-deep in a suicide mission.
For what it's worth, I had orders.
Yeah, well, in this situation, "I had orders" doesn't really cut it, buddy.
I'm sorry.
Look, we're just glad that you're okay.
And, Mike, we know you can't tell us the whole story...
but we've seen enough of the board to know that you're into something pretty heavy.
So if you need a hand, let us know.
The Lone Ranger routine might feel noble, but it's gonna get you killed one day.
Actually, even the Lone Ranger had Tonto and the horse.
Right.
Tonto. Horse.
Yeah, Mikey, um-
You gonna talk to Fi?
Come on, kemosabe.
- Let's check inside. - All right.
- There. - Thank you.
Hello, Michael.
You okay?
Yeah, it's just a few stitches.
The glass in the windows. It would have been worse-
You remembered my story.
I'd never forget it.
Fi.
[ Whispering ] Take care.
[ Michael] Who's the girl?
[Bartender] Fiona Glenanne.
Believe me, lad you won't be wanting any of that.
Besides, she's taken.
Taken? You see that?
That's the kiss you give when it's over.