Local jihadis.
This one fought in Syria.
He came back six months ago.
These two we also know.
They go to a local mosque.
It is known for radicalizing youths.
They were using TracEuro.
That explains the extra manpower.
Allahu Akbar.
Rifle.
Time of flight, 20 seconds.
Cease laser.
Laser safe.
I'm going back out to a one-mile orbit.
Do a BDA.
Nice shot, bitch.
Tombstone, Riot Grrl.
Time to change over.
All right.
We sent units to check the train, but we didn't find him.
Yeah, because the Metro is the perfect place
to dump surveillance. Smart.
Not smart enough.
We found his telephone in the trashcan
along with a bloody shirt.
Wait, did somebody check the hospitals?
No one with his description was admitted.
Capitaine?
- Bruno. - Jim.
- Jack. - What's that?
Fleury-Mérogis sent over
Mousa bin Suleiman's prison records.
In 23 months, he only had one visitor,
his brother, Ali bin Suleiman.
His brother?
Wait.
That's him.
That's the man I chased.
The address he used to sign into visitation is in the 93.
Ninety-three?
- 93 Department. - A Muslim neighborhood.
You can arrange a team and be there in less than an hour.
Hey. You followed him out of the building
with your gun out and you didn't shoot?
There were civilians in the background.
I didn't have a clean shot.
If you pull your weapon to shoot,
you shoot.
Uh...
Uh, I'm not allowed
to accept currency that's been defaced, sir.
I'm sorry, that's casino policy.
It's green, ain't it?
I ain't never heard of a bank
turning down good old American greenbacks
just 'cause it had some writing on it, have you?
Stanley Kowalski.
Victor Polizzi.
This is my better half, Blanche Dubois.
It's a pleasure, Victor.
Ma'am.
And your change.
Red, please.
No more bets.
14 red.
Winner, red.
Tell me, Victor, are you in the service?
Uh, yes, ma'am.
I knew it.
Sir? Would you like to place another bet?
Red.
No more bets.
Red five.
Winner, red.
How about that?
Black, all of it.
Black 22!
- Winner, black. - - Nice job, buddy.
Black 22?
All of it.
Crazy!
- Black 22. - Wow.
Yes, sir.
No more bets.
Black 22!
Oh, my God!
This is your lucky night, sport.
That's $29,400, sir.
Copy.
Okay, I understand how a kid with no options, no future
gets seduced by extremism, but...
how does it happen to somebody like him?
I mean, he graduates from the University of Paris Dauphine,
with a degree in business, top five percent of his class.
Then he gets arrested for assault,
just throws it all away. Why?
We have an entire generation of Muslims
living here who have no jobs, no prospects.
But he got a degree.
He got out.
You think a piece of paper changes
the way the world sees you?
In America, you can still be an African and an American,
you can be a Mexican-American, an Italian-American,
a Chinese-American.
In France, there are no hyphenates.
You are either French, or you are not.
Here we go...
Oh!
Come on, let's celebrate.
30 grand, man.
I've never seen a winning streak like that.
Where's the ice?
Uh... kitchen's that way.
Does this work?
Ah, I love these guys.
Uh, how does it work?
Can you make this work?
Yeah, here.
Hi.
What are you doing?
Hey, what-what are you doing?
Wait, wait-- whoa, whoa, wait.
Stop. You got to stop...
Blanche, Blanche.
You're drunk.
- Mm. - We can't do this.
We can't do this, your husband is in there.
Blanche, your husband is...
You got to stop, you got to stop.
You got to...
Oh, shit, shit.
I didn't touch her.
Sh-- she came on to me, man.
You got to relax, sport.
The party's just getting started.
Like I said,
it is your lucky night.
What is going on?
Oh, honey.
You were fantastic.
Wasn't he terrific, Stanley?
Where's the little girl's room?
Over there.
She is something, ain't she?
Yeah.
Oh...
Whoa, whoa, whoa-- hold...
No offense, but I'm not into that.
The fuck?!
Are you fucking doing?
Are you fucking crazy?
Stop!
Baby.
Don't hurt him too bad.
I'm gonna deal with you later.
Go to the car.
Thank you for your service.
Wait!
Take it.
Please?
Take it.
I don't want your money, scout.
That's yours.
You earned it.
- As-salaam alaikum. - Salaam.
Hey, Capitaine,
the mosque is open now,
Hold on. I'm going with you.
Can I ask you something?
How could you be in the CIA,
knowing everything your government does?
Well, I figure it's better to be on the inside,
maybe be able to change something,
than be on the outside and not be able to change anything.
What'd you do for them?
I'm an analyst.
For a guy who works behind a desk,
you seem to like the field.
I think you have everyone fooled.
I think you are a wolf.
A wolf who plays at being a sheep.
Capitaine, s'il vous plaît.
Keep up.
Allahu Akbar.
As-salaam alaikum.
Uh, oui.
No, no? Monsieur?
No?
Au revoir.
Salaam.
No.
Oh.
Hmm?
Yay!
No.
What's wrong?
Nothing. They don't like the game.
They don't like this game?
Were you playing this game before?
Who was playing the game?
The man who was here.
Mama?
Samir...
Mama?
There he is.
We used the VIN number to access the GPS unit in the car.
We're getting units in place to intercept.
Intercept?
Shouldn't we follow him? See where he's going?
And risk more lives? No.
We all read the conversations
in the video game.
He's going to meet someone.
You have aerial surveillance.
We track him,
he might lead us back to his cell,
maybe even Suleiman himself.
This direction is taking him towards the Alps
where the drone will lose him in the clouds.
But you've already locked into his GPS,
so there's little chance of losing him.
He is responsible for the death
of French citizens on French soil.
Hold on.
I've been tracking Suleiman since Yemen.
Okay? Whatever he's planning,
is a hell of a lot worse than what happened at that apartment.
You've lost people.
I've been there.
But we know he's going to meet somebody
and we have to be there when he does.
If we're wrong,
you get to take him before he reaches the border.
But if we're right,
you're gonna get all of them.
Okay.
We'll follow him.
But he doesn't cross the border.
You ride with her.
Aha.
Damn, momma.
That's the fourth time she's gotten laid this week.
Yo, man, this shit's better than a novella.
Yo.
McFly?
Hey, what's up with you?
You might as well just tell me what happened.
Did you accidentally pick up
another tranny on Fremont Street?
Ava, I said let it go.
All right.
Geez.
Does he know yet?
No.
He's still waiting for him to come home.
Where'd this guy come from?
What do you got?
Silver Nissan.
Never seen it in this area before.
Well, that's too fancy to be local.
Right.
Okay. I'm gonna get him.
Who is he looking for?
Gonna drop his picture into Mirc Chat.
See what I can get.
Copy that.
What the hell is he doing?
Got something.
Abbas Al-Fathi.
He's POI, but he's surveillance only.
This ain't good.
Sir, we got a situation over here.
Tombstone, what's up?
Look at this shit.
God damn.
Are they in the target deck?
One is POI, but he's surveil only.
Okay, well, there you have it.
- There's nothing you can do. - Seriously?
We're just gonna watch these girls
get robbed or raped or worse?
You could run this up the chain of command
before you shoot me down.
Okay.
They're gonna say the same thing.
Shh.
The fuck?
Mama!
Yeah, this is Captain Whitmore over at Creech.
We have a POI: Abbas Al-Fathi.
He just got shot by an unknown military-aged male.
Looks like he's now about to rape a female villager.
Request permission to engage.
Come on, come on.
We got to do something.
Sir, I've got a shot.
Stand down.
You do not have authorization
to take that shot.
Do you hear me?!
Acknowledge my fucking order.
Boy, you just disobeyed a direct order
and you broke the rules of engagement.
Tombstone, you are relieved of your post.
- Get me an MP. - Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir, I'm here. - Need security over here.
I see. Yes, sir.
Okay.
Copy that, sir.
You are fucking lucky.
Let's go.
God damn.
That was, like...
God damn.
Shit.
Go ahead.
You earned it.