Its great. I wish you...
(grunting)
MAN: Pay attention.
These people owe their lives
or deaths to you.
Just so Im clear, are you killing me,
or are you breaking me out?
What is Apollyon?
A private intelligence firm.
All former intelligence and special forces.
Now, please, lets go.
No.
You have something that they want.
Proof they exist.
Scan the bar code, files download.
No!
Dad.
As I am now, so soon youll be.
Prepare for death,
and follow me.
(thunder rumbling)
(indistinct radio transmission)
(siren wailing)
PRIDE: Cassius, hold on, okay?
Dad!
Hey. Why...?
What more do you want from me?
Excuse me?
Sorry.
Dwayne.
You okay, Loretta?
Tired.
But no worse for wear.
Due in no small part to you and...
...Cassius. Im so sorry.
Yeah.
Ill spare you my two cents on coping.
Thank you.
But its worse to grieve alone.
Tell you what.
You promise to take it easy and get some rest,
soon as Im ready to talk, well do it over a glass
of Eagle Rare at the Trutone.
Make it a 20-year Pappy Van Winkle
and you got a deal.
(chuckles)
Tell me you got something.
Nothing thats worth a lick.
Apollyon is extremely good at covering their tracks.
Whoever was giving Pride orders could be doing it from anywhere.
Maybe the snipers we arrested
can lead us in the right direction.
CIA big-footed us out of asking many questions for now.
We still have the dead suspects;
maybe we can get something off of them.
Dont hold your breath.
So far, the mobile biometrics
have only come back with more scrubbed aliases.
And their weapons?
Manufactured without serial numbers
and untraceable.
So, we have no leads, no evidence,
and absolutely no idea who were searching for?
Well, when you put it that way, it makes you want to give up.
Whos giving up, Gregorio?
Hey, King.
About Cassius...
Its okay, Christopher.
No, its not. Please.
Let me speak.
What they did to you
and Miss Loretta and Cassius,
its like they did it to each and every one of us.
And whoever it is thats behind
the voice thats still out there,
were gonna take em down.
Together.
What have we learned?
We know we need to move fast
before Apollyon gets to ground.
Theyre not going anywhere.
Not as long as we have
the one thing that they want the most.
Whats that?
Amelias got a dossier on them.
A bar code tattooed on her stomach.
I like that bitch so much more now that shes dead.
Whatevers on that file,
Apollyons afraid of it getting out there.
Could lead us right to their doorstep.
HANNAH: Sebastian.
You and Lasalle escort Amelias body to the morgue.
Have REACT back you up just in case.
Do not let her out of your sight
till you decode that tattoo.
Ill keep looking
for fingerprints.
Im suddenly feeling lucky.
We got this, King, were gonna make it right.
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom
♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom
♪ How, how, how, how
♪ Hey, hey
♪ You gotta come on.
What the hell, Dwayne? Ive been locked up here for hours.
For your own protection.
Protection from what?
You need to tell me whats going on.
You hurt? No.
Well, whos blood is that?
Cassius.
Hes dead.
(scoffs)
That son of a bitch had it made in the shade with WITSEC.
All he had to do was keep his head down.
(sighs)
Howd he screw up this time?
He didnt.
Well, then, how...?
Someone came after me, used Cassius as leverage.
I did everything I could...
Yeah, everything but keep him alive.
Jimmy,
I didnt see this coming.
(laughs) See,
the messed up thing, though, is, I did.
(laughs): Being around you is more dangerous than drugs.
Wow.
I dont know what to say.
Aint nothing
to
say.
I dont know what to say.
Aint nothing
to
say.
Just some hard truth.
Jimmy?
The people responsible are still out there.
Till we catch em, safest place
for you to be is right here at NCIS.
Now, all due respect, Im not so sure about that.
Eight rounds to the body.
Pride had to neutralize the threat.
I dont blame him.
Hell, me neither, but
I dont blame him.
Hell, me neither, but
I kind of wish he focused a little less on center mass.
This tattoos so damaged, I dont know
if Im gonna be able to retrieve any of the data.
Sorry Im late, boys.
Doc Wade, what are you doing here?
Same thing you are, Christopher,
Im working on the case.
Well, we heard you were taking a break.
Its a misunderstanding, Im sure.
Slide over so I can take a look.
Yeah.
(sniffles)
Appears to be severe trauma to the epidermis.
Might be decipherable ink
deeper in the dermis layer.
Mm.
Excuse me, Doctor.
Where would you like this one?
This one has a name.
Hes Cassius Pride.
And you should make him more comfortable over there.
I-I... I got you, bud.
(Sebastian sighs)
I cant imagine losing my dad.
Better live forever.
Chris, Im sorry.
Well, dyings a part of life, Sebastian.
Not like this, it isnt.
Theres nothing we can do about Cassius
except finding justice for him.
Thats the next best step.
And what if we cant find Apollyon?
Thats not an option.
(knocking)
Are they here?
Yes, sir.
Daddy.
Hi.
Oh, Dwayne.
PRIDE: Figured you and Laurel
would be more comfortable in the apartment.
And I stocked the refrigerator.
And the marshals will be right outside if you need anything.
And I put some towels
and extra... Well be fine.
Rita, I... I know Ive put you through hell lately.
Hey, I knew exactly what I was signing up for, Dwayne.
But you never wish that things were a bit more... predictable?
(laughs) Well, predictable is boring.
And boring is one thing you are not.
Go talk to her. Ill get settled.
This nightmare is almost over, sweetie.
You dont have to worry.
(voice breaking): Im not worried, Dad.
Im sad.
About Cassius?
Of course.
Did you know that he painted?
Landscapes mostly.
He wasnt very good at it.
All the trees ended up looking like green marshmallows,
but he loved it.
Points for trying.
He taught other inmates how to read, too.
He grew vegetables in the prison garden.
He always had a green thumb.
Yeah.
Did you know his favorite shortstop was Ernie Banks?
That one I did know.
Met him once when he was a teenager.
And Cassius couldnt stop smiling for a month.
I had no idea he told you all that.
Cause we never really talked about him.
Well...
we need to change that.
(crying): Im really gonna miss him.
(phone ringing)
Yeah. I know, baby.
Dwayne?
Works calling.
(sniffles)
Ill call em back.
LAUREL: No, Daddy,
it could be important.
LASALLE: King, we caught
our first break.
Yeah, the surface
our first break.
Yeah, the surface
of Amelias tattoo was compromised in the shooting.
GREGORIO: But Wade found decipherable
ink patterns in the subcutaneous layer.
Yeah.
ink patterns in the subcutaneous layer.
Yeah.
We didnt have enough detail to salvage everything.
But I was able to retrieve
a small chunk of the embedded data.
Surveillance photos?
Mm-hmm. Time and date from 2010.
All taken in the Simón Bolívar Airport in Caracas.
And featuring the same four people.
HANNAH: Were guessing theyre all past
or present Apollyon operatives.
May even be the voice himself.
All we got to do is ID them.
GREGORIO: Easier said
than done. We all know how good Apollyon is
at burying their employees real identities.
Can you isolate the man on the far left?
Imagine him with short hair,
no beard.
Who do you see?
Well, hell.
What, you know him?
We all do.
Walker.
What took you so long?
Always nice to see old friends.
Youre gonna tell us everything you know about Apollyon.
Skip the foreplay, go right to the good stuff, huh?
Now, what if I was to tell you that I have no idea
what you guys are talking about?
Youd be lying.
Whered you get those?
Amelia Parsons.
She always was impulsive. How is she, anyway?
Shes dead.
Limited shelf life in our line of work, Im afraid,
especially when you piss off the boss.
Who is the boss?
I dont know.
Never met him in person.
Howd you communicate?
Secure voice lines.
Howd you communicate?
Secure voice lines.
Compensation delivered electronically.
Untraceable and everything on a need-to-know basis.
Just one man doling out assignments
from behind a magic curtain.
What kind of assignments?
Intel grabs, HVT assassinations, you know the drill,
or maybe you dont
because youre here talking to me.
Youre never getting out of prison, Walker,
but if you help us find your boss,
well help you negotiate privileges.
Privileges? Mm-hmm.
You gonna give me, uh, some extra yard time?
Double serving at chow?
You guys dont get it. Youre chasing a ghost.
Somebodys gonna lead us to him, maybe one of them.
I want names.
Well, I only know aliases and their countries,
but Im telling you
youre wasting your time.
Hows that?
Apollyons outer ring has been breached.
Bosss only play is to go into a scorched earth protocol.
Hes gonna be tying up loose ends.
Youre saying hes going after his own people?
Yeah, if he hasnt already.
Give us the aliases.
Will do, just as soon you get
this handsome loose end into protective custody.
Quid pro quo, Agent Pride.
Its too quiet around here.
I dont like it. (laughs)
Ms. Rita.
Its independent study time.
Yeah, were trying to find three
very elusive needles in a global haystack.
And all we have to go on are some, uh, make-believe names.
Anything I can do?
PRIDE: You can tell me how you convinced the marshals
to let you out of my apartment.
Sir, uh, I can explain.
Relax, Dwayne. Deputy Bannon is keeping me safe and sound,
and I didnt give him a choice.
He also carried a very large takeout order from Emerils.
Oh, you got that barbecue shrimp?
Three orders and extra biscuits.
I totally get why you love that woman.
RITA: Dwayne.
Help in the kitchen.
I got it.
Dinner was a very sweet gesture.
Well, someone has to feed you.
Sure thats the only reason youre here? Cause Im fine.
Im glad, Dwayne.
Hows Laurel?
Stressed out, but I convinced her to take a nap.
And dont worry,
the other marshal is keeping an eye.
Shes not the only one with stress.
Seems like everyone around here is walking on eggshells,
waiting for me
to fall apart or explode,
but thats, thats not what I feel.
Well, what do you feel?
Nothing.
Cassius was a bad man and a worse father.
And thats the best I can say about him.
I suffered enough when he was alive.
His death should be a relief.
Well, it should be, but he saved your life.
For that, I should forgive a lifetime of bad behavior?
No, he doesnt deserve it.
Hes gone, Dwayne. It doesnt matter what he deserves anymore.
Yeah, well,
I would just like to move on.
Sorry to interrupt.
Just got a call from the morgue.
Jimmy showed up,
theres a problem.
Yeah.
Hello.
MAN: Mr. Pride...
Hello.
MAN: Mr. Pride...
Spasibo, Vasily.
Sorry, just hang on.
My contact in Moscow says the operative Walker
identified as Idris
was found floating
in the Moskva River this morning. Throat cut.
Apollyon?
Yeah, well, they got to the one called Elisha, too.
Mossad just found her body in an apartment
outside of Tel Aviv.
That leaves only Matias.
GREGORIO: Walker said hes a Colombian expat,
but the NID claims to have no knowledge of him.
Matias knows theres a target on his back,
he could be anywhere in the world.
So where do we start?
Texas. Facial recognition.
I got a recent hit on a Highway Patrol mug shot.
GREGORIO: They collared him for a DUI
under the name Carl Chambers.
Address is in an unincorporated area of Marion County.
Well, thats not the middle of nowhere,
but you can see it from there.
If we can track him there, so can Apollyon.
Ill make a call, see if we can piggyback a flight to Texas.
Ill call DPS, have them set up
support and surveillance while were in the air.
What about Jimmy?
I can go to the morgue.
What about Jimmy?
I can go to the morgue.
No. I need the three of you
to deep-dive Matias.
We need leverage to get him talking.
Ill handle Jimmy.
You sure?
Yeah.
Hannah, you and Chris, you got to be careful.
Apollyons capable of anything.
JIMMY: Im not going anywhere.
I got a right to be here and to see my father.
Dwayne, tell this idiot who I am.
Whoa, Jimmy, whats going on?
I just... I need to see Pop.
And this steaming pile wont let me
without some BS piece of paper.
Proof of kinship is a standard requirement.
But if he doesnt calm down now...
All right, its okay, Hank.
Ill take it from here.
Sorry for the confusion.
Come on.
Mrs. Applebaums third grade class.
Assignment was to bring in our birth certificates
for a special project.
I was the only kid with a blank space for a dad.
Doctors appointments,
winning touchdowns,
high school graduation,
my first arrest.
Pop missed it all.
Wish I could tell you my formative years were different.
Yeah, but at least people knew who your old man was.
Was bona fide,
not some dirty little backroom secret.
Here I am, a grown-ass man,
Im still the bastard.
Not to me.
Look, Jimmy, I cant change the past,
but even if I could,
I wouldnt.
He made a lot of mistakes,
but giving me a brother...
was the one thing he got right.
We may not have the same last name,
but we got the same blood.
Were brothers.
Dont need some piece of paper to make it official.
It just is.
You promise?
Promise.
Special Agent Khoury, Special Agent Lasalle,
welcome to Texas.
Whats our sitrep?
SWAT team has eyes on the target
and is holding the ranch perimeter.
Any sign of Apollyon?
No, sir. Were still in the game.
I got a federal arrest warrant
for Matias on suspicion of espionage,
but we still expect resistance.
Our team in New Orleans has intel that our suspect
is a trained assassin
and extremely dangerous.
It is mission critical
that Matias is taken into custody unharmed.
Walk in the park.
(cranking socket wrench)
(mouths)
LASALLE: Federal agents!
Dont move!
Hands up, Matias!
Uh, my name is Carl Chambers.
Yeah, its also Lawrence Boden,
Paulo Grimes, Javier Zapata.
Theyre all aliases you used
while working as an Apollyon hit man.
Y-Y-You got it all wrong, maam.
I-Im just a mechanic from Lubbock.
(grunts)
Hands on your head.
Like I said,
walk in the park.
(gunshot)
(grunts)
LASALLE: Weve got a sniper.
Come on.
Everybody take cover.
HANNAH: Is she okay?
LASALLE: Shes got a pulse.
Somebody really hates mechanics.
(gunshot)
I see him.
(gunshots)
Snipers on the north side of the stable.
RANGER (over radio): Copy. Were on the move.
I can give you Apollyon. I can take you to the boss.
Just get me the hell out of here.
Take cover!
RANGER 2: Drop it and show us your hands!
(heavy gunfire)
Sniper is down. Target is neutralized.
Matias.
(panting)
(exhales)
Hes dead.
Thanks.
(sighs) I just got off the phone with DPS.
Lieutenant Brown lost a lot of blood, but shell pull through.
What about the sniper?
Another scrubbed identity. Another dead end.
Damn it.
Another scrubbed identity. Another dead end.
Damn it.
Im sorry, Pride. Matias was our last chance
at flushing out the Apollyon boss.
Yeah, well, the outcome would have been the same
even if I was there.
Whats our next move?
Dont know if we have one.
All we can do is wait and hope that they make a mistake.
(scoffs) Since when do you throw in the towel?
Im certainly open to suggestions.
Okay, um...
I didnt want to have to do this, but considering
the circumstances, I think I know someone who can help.
RYAN: Military might,
financial prowess, political clout--
these are all critical measures of a nation.
Balancing these factors amongst sovereign states
is the key to preventing any one entity
from becoming too powerful.
So how do we maintain this delicate equilibrium?
With a little help from our friends.
Combined infrastructure, shared intelligence,
and a common goal to prevent any one entity
from becoming a giant international pain in the ass.
(laughter)
All right, folks. That is all for today.
Uh, remember, thesis proposals
due next Friday. No exceptions.
Hannah.
Hi.
Uh, SAC Dwayne Pride,
please meet Professor Ryan Porter...
Hey.
...my ex-husband.
Hey.
...my ex-husband.
Separated, actually.
Hannahs never
been big on details.
How long you been in town?
September.
Four months, and you dont say a word?
What the hell, Hannah?
Look, I know that we have a lot to talk about,
but its gonna have to wait.
We need your help.
Special Agent Pride needs it.
What can I do for you?
PRIDE: Hannah said
youre well connected at the NSA.
You consulted on SIGINT, COMSEC projects?
Only as it relates to foreign policy.
Im an academic, not a spy.
Have you ever heard of Apollyon?
Heard of it, sure.
Boogeyman of the intel community.
Seen proof it really exists? No.
Well, we can show you at least a dozen body bags
filled with proof.
Theyre extremely dangerous, and were running out of leads.
Well, if its real, Apollyons survived this long
by hiding in the shadows.
Were hoping you can introduce us to someone
whose job it is to see in the dark.
You must have your own connections.
Mired in red tape and bureaucracy.
We need a faster, more direct route.
Got a friend at Fort Meade, owes me a favor.
Senior intel analyst.
Ill, uh, see what I can do.
(quietly): Your ex, huh?
Kind of buried the lede.
Its a bit of a sore topic.
My last long-term post was overseas.
Ryan and my daughter Naomi were with me,
until a radical group made an attempt on my life,
nearly killed them in the process.
You moved them to New Orleans to keep em safe.
Yeah, it was just supposed to be for a few weeks, but...
you know, until we neutralized the threat,
but that took longer than I thought.
Weeks turned into months,
and I havent seen them in a year and a half.
Thats why you accepted the transfer. To reconnect.
Seemed like a good idea at the time, but...
I havent been able to bring myself to see em yet.
Why not?
I honestly have no idea.
Youre in luck, Agent Pride.
My friend will talk to you.
Details will be sent through your SCIF.
Thank you.
Thank you, we appreciate it.
Ill wait outside.
Okay, yeah.
Ill wait outside.
Okay, yeah.
(sighs)
I know Ive got a lot of explaining to do.
But you got to go.
Yeah.
Save your explanations for Naomi.
Your daughter misses you.
My apologizes for all the cloak and dagger, Agent Pride. S.O.P.
Understood.
I appreciate your assistance, Ms. Cooper.
Ryan Porters a trusted colleague, but final approval
came from the NSA director himself.
Seems you have big fans in high places.
Now, if youll please follow me. Its only a short walk.
And remember, everything youre about to see
and hear is classified.
This outpost employs 40 full-time analysts
who scrutinize and disseminate a never-ending 24/7 stream
of signal intelligence gathered domestically and abroad.
Big Brother really is watching.
This units focus is the tracking
of private intelligence firms.
Sanctioned ones like Aegis and Black Cube,
as well as more subversive operators.
Like Apollyon.
The primary subject
of analyst Philip Sinclair,
since they first surfaced eight years ago.
Apollyon, the Destroyer,
appears in the Book of Revelation as a spiritual being
from the bottomless abyss.
The Angel of Death.
from the bottomless abyss.
The Angel of Death.
Or the Devil himself.
The organization youre chasing applies
their own brand of disruption.
They do much more than gather intel.
They actively exploit it.
Murder, rigged elections,
manipulation of financial markets.
Yeah, on whose behalf?
The highest bidder, of course.
Dictators, third world regimes, and global conglomerates.
And the whole operation is controlled by one person?
So far as we know, yes, but after years
of intercepted communications and human intel, we still...
...we dont have any idea who that is.
Then how do we find him?
Operational strategys a-above my pay grade.
Thank you, Philip.
Director has authorized us to share
everything we have on Apollyon.
He welcomes any assistance you and your team can offer.
So we got over 3,000 NSA intercepts,
all with Apollyon mentions.
They suggest at least two dozen covert operations.
Yeah, the problem is that all the details are obfuscated
by, uh, code names, numerical aliases, cryptonyms.
Its like trying to solve a jigsaw puzzle
with half the pieces missing.
Theres got to be something in all these files we can use.
Ive been running association algorithms. Might be able
to find the common link hidden in the data.
Yeah, I dont know. It seems too easy.
Thats the only move Ive come up with so far.
Oh, hold up. Got something.
Looks like a recurring reference to someone code-named Eagle?
Only person involved in every single Apollyon mission.
Yeah, including the forced coercion
of an NCIS special agent in charge.
This intercept is three days old.
Yeah, its marked with an origin tag on its hip.
Im already tracing em.
Signals coming from St. Tammany Parish, Louisiana.
Home of the U.S. Penitentiary Slidell.
Ill call Pride.
PRIDE: Youre the boss.
Youve been calling the shots all along.
Thats funny. Its also false.
Evidence doesnt lie.
But Apollyon does.
My intel is reliable.
Open your eyes, Pride.
(chuckles): The only thing that Uncle Sam knows
is what Apollyon wants it to.
Misinformation, misdirection to keep you and everyone else
looking in all the wrong places.
You could be doing the same thing.
No, its not in my best interest.
Why is that?
Well, Im assuming
Why is that?
Well, Im assuming
that I am the only one
from those photos whos still breathing.
Right? So my former employer
is gonna do everything he can
to make sure that that is a temporary condition.
He cant get to you in here.
Like he couldnt get to Amelia or any of the others?
You see, the only way that I survive this
is if the boss doesnt.
What are you selling, Walker?
The Holy Grail.
Names,
dates, places.
Everything that you need to take them down.
You said you didnt know anything.
Well, I say a lot of things.
See, Amelia wasnt the only one
with an insurance policy.
Only, mine is up here.
MAN: Attention, all blocks, lockdown, lockdown.
(alarm blaring)
(overlapping shouting)
Inmates, return to your cells.
Whats happening?
GUARD: Prisoner uprising in Cell Block C.
They killed a C.O.,
and theyre starting fires everywhere.
Where are you taking Walker?
Isolation unit, and youll need to evacuate, sir.
WALKER: Its him, its him, Pride.
Apollyons here for me.
Im coming with you.
(overlapping shouting)
Walker!
King, you all right?
Yeah, Im fine, Im fine. Any word on Walker?
Hes still missing, along with
six other prisoners and two COs.
Still fighting the fire but already found
four bodies burned beyond recognition.
I tried to get Wades office to prioritize identification,
but matching dental records takes time.
I think Walker was telling the truth.
Why, Sebastian?
Well, because other than the coordinates
that led us to the prison, nothing else makes sense.
But you said the Apollyon communications
was protected by complex codes.
Exactly, so why did it take us only hours to decipher
what NSA cryptologists couldnt in years?
Youre saying intel was manipulated to frame Walker?
Yeah, and Im sure of it.
Well, how could someone
plant false information in a secure NSA file?
Theres only one way.
Apollyon had someone planted at the NSA,
an inside man.
Or woman.
Hannah, driveway.
NCIS! Hands on the steering wheel, Cooper!
Lasalle, I need your keys.
Where you going?
Its an emergency.
Wait for backup to clear the house. Ill explain later.
(engine starts)
(tires screeching)
Mommy!
Naomi.
Go to your room.
But, Dad...
Go, please. Thank you.
This is not how we are doing this.
Ryan, you need to listen to me.
You shouldve called first.
Your friend Nancy is dead.
Its Apollyon.
And, uh, because I sent Pride to her, they could
come after me next.
Im sorry.
I-I shouldnt have gotten you involved, and Im sorry.
I cant believe this is happening
again.
I have no excuses.
We dont have any time.
There is nothing more important to me
than protecting you and Naomi.
Oh, protecting? Yes.
Or abandoning?
Ryan, please!
Stop fighting!
(crying)
Let me take you someplace safe. Okay?
And then we can sit down and we can talk.
Okay.
Thank you.
Come on.
(phone ringing)
Gregorio.
Nancy Cooper was shot in the head.
The scene was staged as a suicide.
Framed and murdered by Apollyon.
NSAs initiated an emergency threat protocol.
Which means theyll decommission
any facility
and secure personnel that may have been compromised.
It seems theres only one analyst
unaccounted for.
Philip Sinclair.
Howd you know?
Sometimes the best place to hide is in plain sight.
Apollyons never been caught because its run by the man
whose job it is to catch em.
This Sinclair is the boss?
Yeah.
And I think he wants me to come get him.
(horse neighs)
(second horse snorts)
Welcome to Shangri-La, Agent Pride.
I see you found the gift I left behind.
Hands where I can see em.
Take it easy.
Weapons arent really my thing.
Cognac, on the other hand...
You mind?
I paid a million for this bottle.
I have to admit, I was nervous
to meet you in person, thought I might be disappointed.
You lived up to expectations.
You put me through hell.
Ah, wasnt personal, really.
Kidnap and murder is always personal.
If you had delivered Amelia like I asked,
your father would still be alive.
You wouldve killed us regardless.
Thats what makes you feel powerful, in control.
Thanks to your concerted efforts,
every despot, corrupt CEO, and miscreant politico
from here to Kiev will know my name.
The target on my head will be worth a fortune.
All the monsters you made will turn on their creator.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
The countdown clock on my life is already ticking.
We all get what we deserve.
I may be reprehensible to someone like you,
but remember, the Angel of Death is not evil.
She has a job to do.
An unpleasant one, yes,
but necessary. Like me.
Youre delusional.
Maybe.
But someone will take my place. And chances are...
theyll be far less civilized than I am.
Good luck with that.
No.
You dont get to take the easy way out.
"As I am now,
"so you must be,
prepare for death and follow me."
(jazz music playing)
Ill be back.
What the hell you doing back here?
Im not even sure I should be here, man.
Come on, bro.
Excuse us.
Hey, look who I found.
Look who I found back here.
♪ Tank is full, the car is packed ♪
♪ Been too long since Ive been back ♪
♪ Turned off the lights, paid my last bill... ♪
(laughter)
Yes, thats what it is.
Thanks for making all the funeral arrangements, Rita.
You made it special. It never could have happened without you.
Well, happy I could help, Dwayne.
Its what people do for each other.
What
family
does for each other.
♪ Desert rolls by, palm trees sway ♪
♪ Windmills turn...
Im not sure Cassius deserved this.
♪ Cause it feels so right...
But the rest of these people sure do.
Amen to that.
♪ Im comin home
♪ Im comin home ♪
♪ Home to New Orleans
20-year Pappy?
That was the deal.
♪ Got to keep a piece of home... ♪
I mean, you have been taking it easy, right?
I can be stubborn like a mule.
(clears throat) Just like you, Dwayne.
But Im trying.
All I can ask.
♪ On the road today
♪ Im comin home, Im comin home ♪
♪ Im comin home
Loretta?
♪ Home to New Orleans...
Somethings happened.
A lots happened, Dwayne.
The visions... theyre gone.
Whatever they were, theyre not there anymore.
And thats good, no?
I dont know.
I wanted them to end. But now they have and...
And its like a loss.
Like a door closed.
Be patient, Dwayne.
Remember, its the journey.
(laughs): Whats that mean?
It means lets drink.
That was some party.
(chuckles)
Yeah.
Most interesting funeral that I have ever been to.
Ah, New Orleans tradition.
We know how to do it right.
Hows your daughter? And Ryan?
Shes, um...
shes fine.
Shes so happy to see me.
Ryan, um, thats...
Hes a different story, but...
At least were talking. Thats a start.
I was so petrified
that Naomi wouldnt forgive me...
...I almost didnt give her the chance.
Children are very generous at extending grace.
We could all learn a lot from them.
Thats my intention.
I need a few weeks.
Spend some time with her.
Take all you need.
(phone chimes)
(sighs)
Autopsy results on the burned bodies from the prison.
They identify the bodies?
Yep.
They identify the bodies?
Yep.
And Avery Walker...
is not one of them.
This thing is far from over.
(sighs)
♪ Comin home
♪ Yes, Im comin home
♪ Comin home.
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