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jump as high as here.

Mine's beneath it.

But at a greater variance

than your other answers.

I figure with your Special

Forces training,

lying to beat a polygraph

is probably child's play.

I'm gonna ask you one more

time, for the last time.

Do you like the sticky icky?

No, sir.

Why the skip?

I smoked weed maybe

three times when

I was younger to

impress this hot chick.

How hot? Ass for days hot?

It was middle school.

When you applied,

you were asked whether

you did drugs, using

marijuana is grounds for

immediate disqualification

from the FBI.

I don't care if you

smoked last week.

What I care about is honesty.

If you lie, you withhold

facts to get ahead,

I'll cut off your

balls and bury you.

- [phone rings]

- Or fire you.

We work as a team, we clear?

- Yes, sir.

- Montgomery.

When'd she get in? Thanks.

Bank manager's wife just

arrived from vacation

with the kids, no one's

informed her, you wanna go?

I'll drive,

where does she live?

Indian Hill,

no you won't, I always drive,

you can regale me with

more hot chick stories.

[thunder booms]

[doorbell rings]

Yes?

- Mrs. Hutchinson?

- Who's asking?

Special Agent Montgomery

of the FBI,

this is Agent Wells,

may we come in?

Yes.

My husband isn't here,

but he will be shortly.

Are your children upstairs?

[Mrs. Hutchinson] Yes.

Please have a seat.

Thank you.

Mrs. Hutchinson,

your husband was killed during

a robbery at Hubert

National this morning.

I'm very sorry.

God, the kids.

Is there someone you

can call to come over? Family?

No, no, I...

[sobs]

I'll be all right.

Take my card.

Take care of your

family tonight.

If you can give me a call,

we'll have someone bring you in,

ask you a few questions

at a better time.

Do you work, ma'am?

What? No, why?

Your husband

the only source of income?

- Yes.

- Again, I'm very

sorry for your loss.

We'll see ourselves out.

What was that about?

Well, the average bank manager

makes 60K a year,

wife has expensive taste,

they live in a $2 million house,

and both kids go to a

private elite academy.

I saw the pictures, so...

Interesting.

Next time show

a little more finesse.

Yes, sir.

She also wasn't

surprised to see us.

She wasn't confused until I told

her her husband was dead.

Yeah, I saw that.

You think she's dirty?

[phone rings]

Something is.

- Go.

- [man] How's GI Joe doing?

Jury's still out,

what have you got?

Cincinnati PD has

James Jackson in custody.

We're on it.

We just got a front row seat

to the sh*t show.

Can't wait.

[thunder booms]

[indistinct chatter]

Agent Montgomery,

good to see you.

No one paged you, captain.

Monty, how you doing?

I'm good, I'm good.

What the f*** are you doing?

Detective Mims had a lead on

a print discovered

on the fake bomb.

He followed up,

found weapons and drugs

at the suspect's residence.

So why didn't you wait for my

okay to go raid the apartment?

I'm Homicide.

It was a homicide.

Don't pull this

bullshit on me.

I allow Cincinnati PD to fully

partake in my investigations

at the end of the day,

don't make the mistake.

That money says

federal reserve now.

Well, you didn't do a very

good job of reserving it.

Wow, that's very clever.

[captain] Mims, calm it.

Captain O'Connell,

shut the f*** up.

Do you know how I'm able

to tell him that, Mims?

Because my official title

is Special Agent in Charge

which gives me the authority

over a Special Agent

who's over your

Captain who's over you.

You don't take evidence from a

crime scene until I get there.

You don't do a f***ing raid

unless I tell you.

You got a print?

I want it.

- James Jackson?

- No.

The print belongs

to T.J. Jackson.

Say that again.

What, you don't know

who T.J. Jackson is?

He was a ranger.

Keyword there is was,

T.J. Jackson's dead.

James Jackson is

T.J.'s little brother.

We figured James

had some of T.J.'s

old stuff, T.J. was a

US ranger hotshot.

So maybe he had some of this

high tech sh*t and they used it.

That's what you two figured?

That they'd be that precise

but not take the time

to wipe it off?

- These are thugs.

- Did you see the tape?

These guys move better

than a SWAT team.

If I were looking for thugs,

my first suspects

would be you a**holes.

This is not gonna hold up,

these guys will be

out in 15 minutes.

Sooner.

Jackson's lawyer

claims she has a

liquor store tape

of James making

a purchase at the

time of the robbery.

And who the f*** are you?

Number three on that list

of people who outrank you.

Well,

congratulations, gentlemen,

you've just been played,

it's called disinformation,

that print was put there

on purpose and you've given

our suspects a nine

hour head start.

Well done.

Hey, by the way,

how much cash

did you guys recover

from James Jackson's place?

No cash.

- Nothing?

- None.

That's strange 'cause I always

heard that there was a lot of

money to be had at a drug bust.

That's weird.

Okay, people, things just

got a lot more interesting.

The print that our

good buddy Mims found

is not that of petty

thug James Jackson.

It is the print of

his big brother.

His dead big brother

T.J. Jackson.

Does anybody here not

know who T.J. Jackson is?

Wells, tell those

pretending to know.

This young man,

Alexander Hubert,

was held for ransom in 2011

by a rogue group

of US Army Rangers.

One of those rogue

soldiers was a

Cincinnati based native

named T.J. Jackson.

Kidnapping went South,

Alexander Hubert died.

US Military swooped in and

killed T.J. and his accomplices.

I assume Alexander Hubert was

related to the

Hubert National family?

Exactly, he's the younger

brother of Jeffrey Hubert.

Sole heir, now runs the show.

They're brothers?

They look like they're

about a century apart.

- Theories.

- Let's talk motive.

Why did T.J. and his guys

kidnap Alexander Hubert?

Money.

It didn't work,

T.J. was killed.

Now we have his

print on the scene

of another attempt

to get Hubert's money.

Well, sh*t, Monty, you're right.

This has certainly

gotten more interesting.

[giggling]

[cell buttons beeping]

[electronic voice]

You have two voice messages.

Voice messages.

[woman] Hey, baby, don't forget

to stop and grab some wine.

See you soon.

[phone beeps]

[woman] I'm thinking how do you

have so many dirty clothes.

[laughs] I miss you.

[thunder booms]

[woman muffled singing]

[baby crying]

- [Chase] Hi, Martha Wallace?

- Yes?

Yes, I'm Special Agent

Chase with the FBI.

I was hoping to ask you

a few questions about T.J.

Thank you.

- That was you singing?

- Mmm-hm.

You have a beautiful voice.

Do you perform anywhere?

Yeah, every couple of

weeks I play a jazz club.

T.J. used to come hear me sing.

How can I help you, ma'am?

Do any of T.J.'s old friends

ever come by to visit?

- No.

- No military pals maybe?

According to the military,

T.J. was a traitor.

You know they still have never

really explained

to me what happened.

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