♪ ♪
(boat horn blares)
(siren wails in distance)
MAN: Molly.
It's okay, Molly.
David sent us.
We are federal agents,
NCIS.
The case is our jurisdiction.
I'm Agent Sluhan,
this is Agent Conlin.
Are you all right?
I... I don't know.
I'm scared.
David sent you?
Yes, to make sure you
and the evidence he gave you
gets back to D.C. safely.
I know this is hard, Molly,
but trust me, you're doing the right thing.
You both are.
I know.
Is everything in there?
Yes.
I want to call David.
Of course.
But let's do it on the way.
It's too dangerous here.
(grunts)
(Molly whimpers)
(Conlin shouting)
(gunshots)
(muffled scream)
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ How, how, how, how ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ You gotta come on. ♪
LASALLE: It ain't fair.
You guys live closer.
GREGORIO: Yeah, almost close enough to hear the gunshots.
You call NOPD?
Nope. Tourist over there sleeping off
one too many hurricanes did.
The attack woke him up.
I'm assuming the victims are Navy?
Worse.
Two of ours: NCIS.
Say what?
Agents Ed Sluhan and Pete Conlin.
You know them, Pride?
No. LASALLE: Hey, isn't HQ
supposed to notify us when they send agents on our turf?
Yeah, so things like this don't happen.
Conlin took two in the stomach, but according to Doc,
shots were aimed straight up into his heart.
Killer used his own weapon against him?
Agent Sluhan over here never got a shot off.
You want me to notify HQ?
First, I want to know if they were in New Orleans
for business or pleasure.
SONJA: Doesn't much look like they were dressed for a party.
WADE: Well, if so,
the party was over for both of them instantly.
And, in this one's case, grisly.
Takes considerable strength to be able
to snap a person's neck like this.
He knew exactly how to grab and twist
so that some of the vertebrae
went directly into his brain stem.
Means a pro did this.
SONJA: Further indication
they were here for business.
The witness see anything?
SONJA: He said he saw them talking
to a woman, then out of nowhere,
Batman attacked.
Come again? Don't shoot the messenger.
It's what he said. No, it's true.
They said the guy swooped in,
took out two agents like, like...
a superhero movie stunt,
then grabbed the woman and disappeared.
Disappeared? What do you mean?
He took her away?
He kidnapped her? WADE: By force,
if this is her crutch,
as we expect it is.
SONJA: The prints we lifted,
we sent them to Sebastian, hoping for an ID.
All right.
Whoever this woman is, she's key to figuring out
why these two men were killed.
Pull surveillance on the walk,
get me the woman's ID ASAP,
while I call HQ and find out
why the hell they didn't tell me what these two agents
were doing in town.
SEBASTIAN: Well, at least NCIS wasn't
I mean, other than the fact that the real Agents Sluhan
and Conlin's badges and credentials
were stolen a couple weeks ago.
Any idea why they were impersonating agents?
No, but at least now I know who they really are...
slash were.
I matched prints from the badges.
Two ex-Army guys, both dishonorably discharged
for aggravated assault seven years ago.
What about since then? That's the thing: nothing.
It's like they just up and disappeared.
Up until last night.
Before the superhero killed them.
SEBASTIAN: Yeah, which, by the way, I just got to say:
that's my favorite part of the case.
The fact that a witness said that somebody
"swooped in"?
That's cool. Be more cool
if we knew who he really was,
and why he swooped in at all.
Yeah, we're not gonna get anything off of surveillance.
He, or-or they, took out
every camera on the Riverwalk
about an hour before the attack.
That's according to the timestamp.
Well, that means either our superhero
or our fake agents didn't want to be spotted.
Which also means it was obviously a planned meet
of some kind. SONJA: Yeah,
but what kind of meet, and why?
We got two mystery Army guys meeting a mystery woman...
And a mystery superhero who killed both fake agents,
and abducted her.
He's the key.
Actually, I think she's the key.
Everything seems to center around her, which means
the sooner we can figure out who she is...
LASALLE: Sorry, King, it's...
this is about Cade, I got to make this call.
His brother okay?
I think it's more a question of who's gonna take care of Cade
now that their dad's passed.
Did you get anything
off the woman's crutch?
Yes. Name is Molly Lindell,
28, congressional aide out of D.C.
Apparently, she bought a roundtrip ticket to New Orleans
yesterday, scheduled to go back tomorrow.
Where'd she go after she landed?
No idea. And credit card records
don't show any, uh, car rentals or Ubers or hotels.
I mean, there was no sign of her until she got swooped.
SONJA: Sounds like Molly went out of her way
to keep a low profile.
To meet two people who went out of their way
to pretend to be NCIS agents.
She must have some kind of a Navy connection.
Learn everything you can about Molly in D.C.
Her job, her life, everything. Okay.
You and Patton check surveillance cameras
from the airport to the Riverwalk.
Run facial recognition of both Molly and the fake agents.
Figure out where they were, might help us figure out
what they were doing on the Riverwalk.
What about the superhero? Sebastian...
I'm gonna find Molly. That's a great idea, let's find Molly.
LASALLE: That's what I'm trying to tell you.
All right, listen to me, my brother's not gonna rot
in some loony bin, okay?
I don't care what my dad wanted.
I'm the executor, I'm making the decision.
Cade's coming home where he belongs.
You got it?
PATTON: It doesn't make sense.
Are you sure this Molly person is just a congressional aide?
Yeah. Why, you can't find her?
Not after she landed at the airport, no.
Surveillance ain't everywhere,
but she clearly did everything she could to avoid being seen.
Well, what about the fake agents?
Same thing with them so far, too.
Girl comes down from D.C., doesn't want to be seen,
meet with the bad guys, who also don't want to be seen.
Yeah, and our superhero swoops in,
and-and saves the damsel in distress.
Or... take her away
and do the same thing to her he did to the fake agents.
Yeah, you're right, he could be a supervillain instead.
That would be super disappointing.
Hey, I got a hit.
There they are, driving into the Riverwalk lot.
Those are our two fake agents.
That's 30 minutes before the attack,
according to the timestamp.
So when did it leave?
PATTON: Let's find out.
We should know soon as they roll up to that camera.
SEBASTIAN: There. Stop.
Okay, all right, so who's driving?
Rolling forward.
(gunshot)
Whoa.
He hit that thing dead center from a moving car?
He's scary good, whoever he is.
Look, there's Molly.
That's also 30 minutes before the attack.
PATTON: Leaving from the Omni, which is only a couple
of blocks from the walk. Yeah. Okay, all right.
Get a BOLO out on that car
and I'll tell Pride we got a lead on Molly.
PRIDE: Got it, Sebastian.
We're almost at the hotel. SEBASTIAN: Great.
So Molly's listed on the registry
for a room at the Omni,
but some company, G&M Holdings, is paying for it, and that...
Christopher.
Yeah.
Oh, sorry, King.
What'd you say?
Now, I... I know you got a lot on your plate...
Don't worry about me, King. All right?
I'm good.
Focusing on the case.
That's not what I was gonna say.
I know it's not easy
when a parent dies,
especially when you haven't had
the best of relationships.
Well, it's not so much that.
I can't believe my dad put my brother
in that psychiatric hospital for all those years.
Cade's bipolar illness is pretty severe, though, isn't it?
Yeah, well, it might be less severe if he was at home,
with family, where he belongs.
Still, all that matters is he gets the best care, right?
Absolutely.
Hold on, you...
you think I should leave him at the hospital?
Well, that's not my decision,
and certainly none of my business.
I'm just saying that...
taking care of people
with mental challenges can be challenging
for the caregiver, too.
And much as you understandably want
Cade at home, it might be that he gets the best care
from folks who know how to deal with his specific problems.
Either way, it's not
an easy decision.
I know that.
Sorry, King.
I know you had to go through this before.
Especially knowing how close
you were to your mom.
Hardest thing I ever had to do.
Federal agents!
♪ ♪
(gun chamber clicks)
Hey, what'd they say?
No concussion, thankfully.
Got a thumping headache, though-- not happy about it.
You okay?
Yeah, more or less. (grunts)
I've got my ass kicked before, but never like that,
and never that fast, either.
Sebastian's superhero seems to be all that and more.
Yeah, still, he's a killer.
Had us dead to rights, too.
Thankfully, whatever happened to him
happened when it did. Yeah.
Doc have a clue what it was?
No. They're gonna run some tests
after we have a word.
Well, we got a fingerprint match,
for what it's worth,
which I don't think is much.
Jack Cooper, 38.
Car salesman from St. Louis?
(scoffs) Yeah, right.
Sure it was just one guy?
LASALLE: NCIS. Can we have the room, please?
NURSE: Of course.
LASALLE: Where's Molly Lindell?
Molly? Cut the crap, Cooper.
All right? Or whatever your name really is.
Look, we know you abducted her
and killed those two men last night.
Tried to kill us, too.
No, wait... Wait, you don't understand.
All right? I-I didn't know who you guys were.
I thought you were there to hurt Molly.
Excuse me?
That's why I was there.
All right? I knew
whoever else was after her
was gonna look for her in the hotel.
I was just trying to protect her.
Hey, you're the one
she needs protecting from.
PRIDE: Where is she, Jack?
Where's Molly? I don't know.
I don't know where she is.
LASALLE: Geez Louise.
Going that route, huh?
Look, all I know
is that Molly is in trouble,
and that I have to protect her. I swear.
What, you're saying you were there to save her-- is that it?
Yeah. Like, what,
a good Samaritan or a guardian angel?
No, man, that's not what I'm saying.
Look, I don't know how I know.
I just-- I know that Molly's in trouble.
All right? All right.
Take a breath.
Let's just say, for the sake of argument,
that we believe you.
You must know who's after Molly.
Who those men were last night.
(sighs)
I can't remember.
You don't remember, 'cause you're lying
to us, and you know it.
Look, man, I'm not lying, okay? I'm telling you,
I'm trying to protect Molly.
That's a bunch of bull. Where is she?
I don't know!
I don't know where Molly is.
LASALLE: Guy's either a psychopath
or an assassin or both.
Maybe.
Maybe not.
You sure you didn't get a concussion, King?
(scoffs) I mean, the man's a killer.
Already killed two other bad guys,
who were probably professional killers, too.
I know. There's a lot of questions.
But one thing for sure is they'll all get answered
if we find Molly.
Why don't you get back to the squad room,
see what the team's dug up on the company
that rented her hotel room?
G&M Holdings. Right.
'Cause if we can figure out what Molly was doing
in New Orleans, we might be able to figure out
why the fake agents wanted to meet her last night,
and why Jack took her.
Well, how do we know Jack hasn't already killed her?
We don't.
But one way or the other, we gotta find her.
Go. I'll stay here,
take another shot at Jack.
Hopefully, the test results will help us to...
Learn things.
GREGORIO: No way Jack doesn't know where Molly is.
NOPD got a hit on our BOLO-- blue sedan
abandoned under the Claiborne Expressway.
And Sebastian already called from the lab.
The fingerprints are a match
for both Jack Cooper and Molly Lindell.
Which means if Molly was in the car,
he obviously knows what he did with her.
Yeah, I knew Jack was lying through his teeth.
I don't know what King's thinking.
All right, look, Jack's not gonna help us
find Molly, so we need to figure out
what this whole thing's about.
Well, we may have a lead
with G&M Holdings.
It's a multinational company that's been providing
everything from jet engines to helicopter parts
to the Navy for years.
All right, so what's the connection to Molly?
I mean, why rent her a hotel room
and send her down here from D.C.?
Well, it might be more about her boss. Show him.
That's Molly standing with Congressman Perez,
who happens to chair the oversight committee
on defense spending. And for the last nine months,
the congressman has been investigating the company
for defense contractor fraud.
Now, we're thinking somebody from the company
sent Molly down from D.C. to expose it.
This is David Finn. He works in accounting
for G&M Holdings.
He's the one who actually paid for Molly's hotel room.
Could be Molly and Finn were secretly working together
to try to get Congressman Perez
to blow the whistle on the company.
And the company figured it out
and hired hit men to come down and take Molly out.
Still, why go through all the trouble
to pose as NCIS agents
if all they're trying to do is kill her?
She might have had evidence that they wanted,
except Jack killed them
before they could get their hands on it. Which would mean
Jack really did save Molly.
Ah... If he did save her
and is now protecting her, why didn't he just tell us?
I mean, it doesn't make a lick of sense.
All right, I'm gonna fill Pride in.
Maybe it'll help him jog Jack's memory.
Meanwhile, we need to find David Finn, and fast,
because if they're both whistle-blowers,
like you say they are,
he's in as much danger as Molly. Okay.
Patient/physician confidentiality is
a fundamental tenet of medical ethics, Agent Pride.
Which means unless you have some--
Public safety is an overriding concern,
Dr. Mangold, trust me.
The victim's life is at stake,
which means if the test results
can help me save her in any way,
I need to know.
Well, I'm afraid it's not good news.
Mr. Cooper has a brain tumor.
Stage four, inoperable.
Let me show you.
Uh, right here.
It's the red portion here.
Deep in his parietal lobe,
specifically the supermarginal gyrus region.
Sorry, Doc, afraid you're gonna have to
dumb it down for me.
Okay, um, you said he claims
not to remember things-- recent events.
This could explain that.
Although, certain real-world triggers
can help him remember things.
And his sudden fainting spell?
Mm-hmm, this could explain that, too.
What else could it explain?
What are you looking for, in particular?
I'm not sure, exactly. It's just...
He's a trained killer, Doctor.
He kills without conscience. Nearly killed me.
And yet, when I was talking to him in his hospital room
an hour or so ago, he seemed almost...
MANGOLD: Personable?
Kind, even?
Yeah. Yeah, as a matter of fact.
The area of the brain his tumor is in
allows a person the capacity
to feel empathy toward others-- or not.
Meaning, as a tumor blocks
certain memories-- say, even of being a trained killer--
it could also allow suppressed feelings of empathy
to suddenly reawaken.
Wait, ar-are you saying that he could
wanna kill somebody in cold blood,
and then suddenly care about the same person
enough to want to save them?
Theoretically, yes.
The problem is,
anything can trigger either personality.
And it can change in the blink of an eye.
How much time does he have left?
It's impossible to tell or regulate.
I mean, he could live another year,
or he could be gone tomorrow.
All right.
Thank you for your time. Mm-hmm.
Does Jack know?
The severe headaches alone would have
sent him to a doctor by now,
so, yes, he has to know.
Unless, of course, he's forgotten.
Yeah.
(monitor beeping steadily)
I need your help, Jack,
to find Molly.
Would you help me find her, Jack?
(sighs)
Yeah.
I'll try.
Recognize them?
The two men you killed last night.
Then you drove away in their car.
This car.
Blue sedan.
You drove it away from the Riverwalk
before abandoning it
under the Claiborne Expressway. You remember?
Molly was with you.
We found her prints,
along with yours, inside the sedan.
Which means you took her
before abandoning the car.
Molly. If you really want to help her,
if you really want to protect her, Jack...
I need you to remember where she is.
There's a cabin. Good. That's good, Jack.
What cabin? Where is it?
I had to protect her. She's in danger.
Yes, she is. From who?
Who do you have to protect her from?
(man grunts, Molly gasps)
I don't know.
I can't remember.
I just know somebody's trying to kill her.
Okay, well, let me help you protect her.
All right? Tell me where the cabin is,
where Molly is, and I'll make sure
that she's safe. I can't remember!
(monitor beeping rapidly)
(phone ringing)
Make it quick, Gregorio.
Pride, we found David Finn. He's dead.
PRIDE (on phone): What? How? Neck snapped.
Same as the fake agents last night.
Guess that's Jack's MO.
Which means if Jack was hired to kill Finn,
he was hired to kill Molly, too.
PRIDE: Show them to interrogation, Roy.
Anything on Molly? GREGORIO: Yeah.
Sebastian's still going over the car,
trying to find clues to the cabin
Jack said he took her to.
LASALLE: And Miss Loretta's doing an autopsy
on David Finn's body
to confirm whether or not Jack killed him.
Although, she already knows
TOD was an hour or so
before he took Molly.
I don't think there's any question
that Jack killed Finn.
The moment I told him about you all finding the body,
he suddenly wasn't interested in helping us find Molly at all.
Maybe I jogged his memory too much.
SONJA: Does he remember anything else?
Like where she is?
Hoping to find that out. But I wouldn't bank on it.
We need to find her on our own.
Hope she's still alive. Only way she is
is if she didn't give Jack the evidence
she got from G&M Holdings.
Catch me up. What do we know?
LASALLE: We ran the fake agents
through every alphabet database.
Found them linked to several high-profile unsolved murders.
Professional hit men? Like Jack,
who was on Interpol's Top Ten Hit List.
Seems he and the vics were working together
on a couple of targets.
Yeah, looks like they're all part of an elite hit squad.
Special forces types,
now murder-for-hire.
No doubt hired by G&M Holdings
to shut up Finn and Molly.
Turns out Congress was looking
into a hell of a lot more than just fraud.
Five chopper crashes and three dead sailors in two years,
all linked to faulty equipment
sold by G&M Holdings to the Navy.
Except without the evidence,
we can't prove G&M ordered the hits.
All the more reason to find Molly.
Hope she still has it.
I think it's possible.
Jack could've easily killed her
at the Riverwalk.
Instead, he killed his team.
Which doesn't make sense if they were all working together
to take out both Molly and Finn.
Maybe he forgot he was supposed to kill Molly.
And thought he was supposed to protect her instead?
Maybe he remembered somebody was trying to kill her,
just forgot it was him.
God, talk about Jekyll and Hyde.
Still, Jack showed he cared about Molly.
At least long enough to save her.
Got to hope part of him still does.
I don't understand why King keeps believing in this guy.
Anybody else, he would've thrown away the key by now.
Well, I've never doubted Pride. I'm not gonna start now.
GREGORIO: Yeah, well, we better find Molly fast
because if Jack's hiding her because she's in danger...
Means he knows they're not the only hit men looking for her.
I'm okay, Jimmy.
Where's the cabin, Jack?
Cabin?
What cabin?
Where you took Molly.
Look, let's not waste
each other's time.
Okay?
Especially now that I remember everything,
thanks to you. Except the problem is...
...I got more time than you do.
We all die someday.
Exactly.
Which means every decision you make
could be your last.
Anyone ever tell you your bedside manner sucks?
Come on, Jack.
We both know that tumor in your head
didn't suddenly turn you into somebody you're not.
You saved Molly.
You tried to protect her.
You don't know what you're talking about.
I'm talking about you, Jack.
Fact is, you saved Molly once.
You can do it again.
There's no saving her.
All you need to do
is help me find her
before it's too late.
For both of you. It's a little late
to make amends for everything I've done.
Not for Molly, it's not.
Come on, Jack.
You know, it's funny.
My mama has the exact opposite problem as you.
She cares too much.
Always has.
Feels other people's pain and suffering
to the point where it incapacitates her.
She can't function.
(sighs)
All in all,
I'd rather be her than you.
He's all yours.
Get him out of here.
You got it, Dwayne.
LASALLE: Nothing?
No.
What do you want us to do?
I want us to save Molly.
SONJA: Hey, Doc, you seen Sebastian around?
He's not in the lab.
Ah, he ran up to Baton Rouge.
Wanted to check his findings with the USGS.
That mean he might've found the cabin?
I think that's what he's trying to figure out.
He'll be back in a minute. Well, did you find any clues off of Finn?
Well, he definitely was killed in the same way
as Jack Cooper's other victim.
And precision's exquisite.
Obviously, he's had a lot of practice at this.
Makes you wonder
why Pride was trying to appeal to him,
what he thought he saw in Jack.
Dwayne sees
a lot of things in a lot of people
that isn't always apparent.
That's why he keeps trying so hard
to help others who can't always help themselves.
Sometimes to a fault.
Other times, at his expense. Yeah,
but a professional hit man?
Something tells me you know why, Doc.
Know him better than anyone.
Let me guess, something about his father.
No, actually,
his mother. His mother?
I've never even heard him mention his mother. Me neither,
except he said she used to sing at his bar.
Well,
Pride likes to keep to himself,
and I am certainly in no place to share, but...
...he gets his love for music
and his extraordinary ability to take care of other people
from her.
Is she still alive?
Yes. And he still takes care of her, too.
Well, color me surprised. Mm-hmm.
I think I know where Jack took Molly.
♪ ♪
(soft jangling)
What are you looking at?
Just curious if you got enough gas in this tank.
What do you care?
(grunting)
(gunshot) (airbag hisses)
(tires screeching)
(engine revving)
All right, good job. Keep trying to narrow it down.
Appreciate the call. Sebastian found
alluvial silt deposits on the car
unique to the Northshore of Lake Pontchartrain.
A lot of cabins up there,
so Gregorio and Percy are heading over...
What's the matter?
NOPD just called, King.
They're on scene.
Looks like Jack Cooper
took out all three marshals,
then escaped in their car. What?
Got to assume he's going after Molly.
(siren wailing, indistinct radio chatter)
Thanks, fellas.
Hey, Jimmy. (coughs)
You all right?
Yeah, I think so.
(groans) It happened so fast, Dwayne.
I mean, I still can't believe it.
He took our car like...
I know.
We got a BOLO out on it.
Trying to track the GPS.
LSP is sending helos, too.
Might have a general idea
as to where he's headed. Yeah, well,
good luck trying to stop him if you find him.
I ain't never seen anything like it.
Before I knew what was even happening, he was out
of his cuffs and...
took us out. Been there, done that.
BUXTON: Next thing I knew, we're all lying in the middle
of the damn road and Cooper's driving off.
Just be grateful he didn't kill you.
Yeah, tell me about it.
He had every chance to do it, too.
He did, didn't he?
Take care of him, would you?
Rest up, Jimmy. We'll do everything we can to find him.
All right? Promise.
Gonna contact Gregorio and Percy,
let 'em know Jack's coming to get Molly.
I'm not so sure.
What do you mean?
(scoffs)
Jimmy said it.
Jack could've killed all three of 'em, but he didn't.
He chose not to.
Could've been in a hurry to go finish the job
he was hired to do.
Or maybe he was in a hurry
to try and stop the other hit men who are after Molly.
King, he's a hit man.
A hit man that's killed three people already,
nearly killed us, took out three marshals.
Why do you think he's not gonna try and kill Molly, too?
I don't know.
Guess I'm just hoping,
hoping maybe he heard me after all.
(exhales) All right, go ahead.
Call Gregorio and Percy.
'Cause one way or the other,
someone's coming after Molly.
(insects trilling)
(birds chirping)
(vehicle approaching)
(car door opens, closes)
Y'all get in touch with Percy and Gregorio?
We still can't get through.
We've been trying ever since you called us.
We lost contact with them about 15 minutes ago
on the causeway crossing the lake.
I identified an area of about six or seven cabins
near the silt deposits,
but we have no idea how many they checked.
Any luck tracking the GPS from the marshal's car Jack stole?
PATTON: I've been trying,
but if he's driving under heavy tree cover
like there is on the Northshore,
the satellite signal will be blocked.
Uh, which Jack would know.
Could be headed Gregorio and Percy's way,
and they wouldn't have any idea.
Yeah, we didn't even know that he escaped
until after we talked to them.
PATTON: Got him.
119 South Chenier.
Looks like the marshals' car is parked right out front.
That's one of the cabins I told Percy and Tammy to check.
That means they could be walking right into an ambush.
Call LSP, St. Tammany Parish Sheriff's Office. Let's go.
But Pride, you're at least 30 minutes away from them...
It's warm.
The hit man might be inside. Still no signal.
What do you want to do?
Not die young.
(scoffs) Let's move.
NCIS, freeze!
SONJA: Drop your weapon, now!
Last chance, Cooper.
Drop it, or I drop you.
I need you to understand. I'm here to protect Molly.
Oh, yeah? Like you protected David Finn?
David? What happened to David?
You gonna tell her, or should we?
We got to get her out of here, fast.
I know who they're sending. You're not going anywhere.
Think about it. If I wanted to hurt her,
why didn't I? Because you need her evidence.
I've got it right here. He could've taken it.
He doesn't need me anymore.
Jack saved me from those men.
He's trying to save me now, too.
You have to believe him.
We've got to get out of here before... (gunfire)
Get in!
JACK: Go! Go!
Gregorio, in!
JACK: Go. Get in.
Go, get in, go.
Shut the door!
Everybody okay, anybody hit?
I'm good. Molly?
What are we gonna do?
(gunfire continues outside)
Patton says he traced Gregorio's car to the cabin, too,
but the sheriffs are still five minutes away.
If the hit men are already there,
they won't last five minutes.
(tires screeching)
What do you think? Five, maybe six guys?
I'm down to one mag. You?
Already on my last.
(gun clicks)
Stay with Molly.
Where are you going?
Going out there is suicide.
Holy crap.
(gunfire)
I'm out. Me, too.
(gun clicking)
(heartbeat loud, slowing)
SONJA: Jack's down.
GREGORIO: I got an idea.
Follow me.
(screaming)
Jack. Jack.
JACK: Molly.
Got to protect Molly.
Molly?
She's safe. Molly's safe.
You did good.
JACK: Got to protect her.
Molly?
LASALLE: King.
How's Jack? You talk to the doctors yet?
Jack died.
About an hour ago, I guess.
So what are you still doing here?
Just thinking.
Wondering
if Jack knew he helped save Molly
before he passed.
I think he obviously knew he wanted to.
I got to admit, King, I didn't see what you saw in him.
I thought, after he took out the marshals,
he was going to kill Molly, not save her.
Her evidence pan out?
AUSA I talked to says he thinks it will.
FBI is shutting down G&M Holdings as we speak.
Molly's a brave woman.
She didn't have to do the right thing, but she did.
Thanks to Jack.
(chuckling): Yeah.
Thanks to Jack.
Hey, King.
What made you think he'd do the right thing?
Oh, I don't know.
It might have been more hoping than knowing.
I don't know
what made Jack become
what he became in the first place, but...
you know me.
I'm always looking for the good.
(chuckles)
Learn that from your mama, did you?
Sure as hell not from my father.
I know you never met my mama,
but she had her own struggles.
I tried to help her on my own.
Eventually, I...
had to find folks who could figure out
what she really needed.
As soon as I realized what was going on,
I got her away from here.
For her sake.
Family.
(chuckles)
(piano playing)
(phone ringing)
(stops playing) Hello?
ARRIAGA (over phone): Mr. Pride?
Hey, there, Ms. Arriaga, how are you?
Good, thank you. How is your morning?
Oh, sorry, it's night where you are, is it not?
Yes, ma'am. My mama up?
Yes, she is, she's right here.
I'm putting the phone on speaker, Mrs. Pride, okay?
Here she is.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Hey, there, Mama,
it's me, Dwayne.
PRIDE'S MOM: Who?
Let's sing, Mama.
(playing piano)
(singing in French)
Can you hear me, Mama?
Come on.
(piano playing same song over phone)
(playing piano)
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