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I shoulda shot you in the head.

You know what I think?

I think, after Mikey died, you lost it.

You roll on this Russian, decide to

blackmail the city to get what's yours.

Maybe he's got a bone to

pick with the department.

Maybe he's just weak in the head.

Either way, you sell him on your worldview,

stoke that fire, pump him full of hate,

give him a plan and a

chance at an easy payday.

The buck 12 and change, you tack on

to give it just that little edge of crazy.

Now the bomber's dead.

You see he can't make

it out with your money.

You shoot him in the head.

Like a soldier. So no witnesses.

You know I don't know

where that kid is, right?

That died with the Russian.

The only thing I know

is that you wanna do the right thing.

You're right, I do.

- Captain, you wanna see this.

- Not right now.

No, right now's a good time I think.

It's actually kind of important.

It's pertinent information!

He's right there.

Fourth floor, center stairwell.

- Hold it, Ray, don't do it!

- We got eyes on him!

No, no, don't do it!

He jumped down, he jumped down the floor.

Hands, put your hands up now!

Freeze right there, turn around!

Get the f*** on the ground now!

Down on the ground now.

You're gonna get yourself killed, Ray.

- Give it up.

- Okay.

It's over.

- Okay.

- Okay?

I'm sorry.

Gimme that!

You had your chance.

Want another one, huh?

How's that feel, huh?

Want more?

- What are you doin', man?

- Give it up, Ray!

- Get off of me!

- What are you doin'?

Stop, Ray, I'll still shoot.

Hey, hey! Get in!

Get in!

- Why are ya doin' this?

- $112.35.

What?

Russians, the fraud and extortion ring

you busted in Tacoma?

Yes, yes, the case

I told you to look up, yes.

Well, the guy that they deported,

he had $112.35 in his

pocket when you booked him.

Gotta tell you, lieutenant,

that is a real shitty reason

for you to be in a car with me right now.

Okay, what about

$2,000,112.35, ring a bell?

- Yes, yes, of course.

- Correct?

Okay, so $2,000,000 implicate you

and $112.35 for his brother.

What, whose brother?

The guy you busted, the guy they deported,

his last name is Pavel,

he's the bomber's brother.

He was wanted back in

Mother Russia for murder

so it wasn't the bomber applying

for asylum, it was actually his brother.

Once he got deported, they hung

him a month later in Russia.

That's what you're paying for.

- It's a blood debt.

- Takes all kinds.

We need to follow that

paycheck that wasn't cashed.

Anatoly might be there.

Hey, what are you doin'?

This is a restricted area.

SPD.

Lookin' for this guy.

Sh*t, Vlad.

Yeah, so he works here?

Well judging from the hole in his head,

I guess he doesn't work here anymore.

What did he do?

He was our night watchman.

Guy was a fruit loop.

This place is flypaper for freaks.

So he woulda been

the only one here at nights?

Yeah, that's the idea.

At night, keepin' people out.

We need to see all your outbuildings,

anyplace he could've hidden something.

How much time you got?

Forty-three minutes and 22 seconds.

Hey, it's Blake, they're here, man.

Yeah, the ones you're lookin' for.

I don't know, you want me

to hold on to 'em here?

Anatoly!

This place is huge.

I'll check in here.

'Toly?

Anatoly!

Anatoly!

Anatoly.

Ray!

Gotta call this in. We need more people.

Anatoly!

Anatoly!

Sh*t. Ray! Ray!

Thompson!

Thompson! Gotta go!

Thompson! We gotta go!

What is it?

It better be good.

He worked in the police

maintenance department

for 46 days, he applied as Yuri Alexi,

with matching documents, matching social.

They're pretty confident

it's the same guy.

Same man on the video.

That's how he got the kid inside.

That's Vladislav Pavel,

that's our kidnapper.

We also got the logs from

the server in Belarus.

Turns out the signal was

relaying through a computer

at police headquarters, your computer.

He was keeping him in the

very last place we'd look.

We gotta call this in to EOD.

Are those our guys?

Come on, they're right behind us!

Go, go!

Comin' up on my side.

Watch out.

Careful.

They're comin' up on each side.

Do you know where you're going?

No idea.

Three point six miles this way.

Watch out, watch out.

Keep goin', keep goin'.

Oh, sh*t.

Or don't.

Turn!

They're behind us,

they're still on us, come on.

- Keep goin', keep goin'!

- I am!

Keep goin'.

Watch out.

Come on.

- Damn it.

- Nope, no, no.

Get out, get out.

Get out of the car!

Faster!

Get him.

You have everyone in

my network very scared.

Yeah, I do that sometimes.

- Bad for business.

- Killing a cop's worse.

You are not a cop.

And what I have planned for you,

isn't exactly killing.

It's more like lingering.

Well, you're just gonna have to wait.

See, the timing of this whole

thing doesn't work for me.

Really?

Yeah, yesterday, day before,

hell, even tomorrow,

I'd probably laugh in your ugly face

and tell ya to get on with it,

but today's a little bit different.

Today's the day, three

years ago, my son died.

And you are telling me this why?

Three years ago, my son

was playing in the street.

He was playing football. A car was coming.

I saw the car, I saw the driver's eyes,

I saw it all, so I ran and I was too late.

Three to four seconds too late.

I live with those seconds every day

of my life, wishing I could get them back.

But the truth is I can't.

So I swore on my son's memory I would

never be late again, you understand me?

I have no f***ing idea

what you're talkin' about.

I'm talking about time.

No matter who you are, what you do,

what you're willing to

give, even your life,

you can never get it back.

It's all about timing.

It's like the man said,

life is all about timing.

- What man?

- Doesn't matter.

What matters is that mine was shitty

once and a child died because of it.

And right now, yours is worse.

Got it!

Got it, got it.

Coming up on your side, cut 'em off!

Down!

Is it bulletproof?

Bulletproof-ish.

Watch out.

Put the window down.

F***, gimme the gun!

Go, go, go!

That was... dramatic.

Hey, we'll be there, yeah,

we'll be there in two minutes.

Don't, don't worry about Ray.

Just evacuate the goddamn building.

Call forensics,

get Emily Gordon on the line.

Anatoly?

Anatoly.

Check that way.

Anatoly!

Anatoly!

Baker, Baker!

Hey, buddy. Anatoly?

You speak English?

I'm gonna get you outta here, okay?

Everything's gonna be fine.

Okay, we got a bunch of good people

here helpin' you, okay?

We're gonna get you outta here.

Come on.

We're gonna take you out, okay?

Nice and easy, buddy, you're just fine.

Everybody move, outta the way!

Everybody out, everybody out, move, now!

Clear, clear, clear, clear.

Out, out, out, out of the building.

It's time to evacuate the building.

Out of the building, go!

Everybody out.

Outta here, come on. Let's go!

- Clear the building!

- It's gonna be okay, buddy.

- Everybody out!

- Out, get out, go!

Everybody get outta here, move, now, move!

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