Burn Notice (2007–2013): Season 2, Episode 9 - Good Soldier - full transcript

My name is Michael Westen.

I used to be a spy until--

- [ Man ] We got a burn notice
on you. You're blacklisted.
- [ Whistles ]

[ Michael Narrating ]
When you're burned,
you've got nothing--

no cash, no credit,
no job history.

- You're stuck in whatever city
they decide to dump you in.
- Where am I?

Miami.

You do whatever work
comes your way.

- You rely on anyone
who's still talking to you--
- [ Laughs ]

- a trigger-happy
ex-girlfriend--
- Should we shoot them?

an old friend
who used to inform on you
to the F.B.I.--



You know spies.
Bunch of bitchy little girls.

- Family too--
- Hey, is that your mom again?

- if you're desperate.
- Someone needs
your help, Michael.

Bottom line:
Until you figure out
who burned you,

you're not going anywhere.

[ Michael Narrating ]
When you have to get information
about an enemy position,

you have a choice.

You can watch from a distance--
slow and safe.

Or you can go inside
and take a look--

quick, but potentially fatal.

Mike, I'm just saying,
for you to go waltzing
in there?

We don't have
enough intel.

The people who burned me
got a specialized rifle
for a sniper,

got him an access card
for this building...



and sent him
to the conference room
on the fourth floor.

- That's a fair amount of intel.
- But we don't know what
he was doing in there.

You might be walking
into a hornet's nest.
Chance I gotta take.

What has he been doing
since he was last here?

Well, my fed buddy's been
trackin' his credit card.

Your sniper's in Daytona,
hitting all the strip clubs.

Mike, do you think
he's just blowing off steam
before he starts shooting?

- Could be.
- You sure you wanna do this?

They killed someone
for this badge, and I went to
a lot of trouble to steal it.

- Shame not to use it.
- Yeah.

[ Beeps ]

[ Chattering ]

[ Elevator Bell Dings ]

Go ahead, sir.

[ Beeps ]

[ Bell Dings ]
[ Line Rings ]

[ Sam ]
Hey, Mike, what are you
seeing up there?

A mastermind petting
a Persian cat?

- No, the floor is empty.
- Empty? Why were they so hot
to get their sniper in there?

Who knows?

Hang on a sec.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Most people think snipers
like to shoot from ledges.

The fact is, the best sniper
position is inside a room,
through an open window.

It hides the shooter,
masks the report of
a supersonic round...

and makes the muzzle flash
impossible to see.

It's a sniper perch.
He's scouting a perch, Sam.

Well, what's he gonna
shoot at, Mike?

The nearest building
is, like, miles away,
and the freeway's not an issue.

[ Boat Horn Blows ]

I think I found his target.

Mike?

You'd better scoot.
Your burn notice lady
just showed up.

- Burn notice lady?
- Yeah, your overseer,
boss, manager, whatever.

Get out of there!

[ Bell Dings ]

[ Bell Dings ]

- Good news. I just planted
a tracker on Carla's bike.
- You had a tracker on you?

Always be prepared--
Navy SEAL motto.
That's Boy Scouts.

Mike, you gonna argue
with the man who planted
a tracker on your handler?

- Sam, I could kiss you.
- Get in line.

Sam?
Hey, Mikey.
To surveillance.

Were you careful
booking this place?

Yeah, don't worry. Carla's
not gonna know we're watching.

Costs a few bucks,
but we're clean, trust me.

You gotta love it
when you tail someone to a place
that makes a good mojito.

- Where is she now?
- First chair, all the way
at the end.

- Tell me about Carla.
- She's got a hell
of a breaststroke, Mike.

I mean, the woman can swim.
She's a machine.

Good to know. What about the
assassination she's planning?
Anything on that?

If the sniper's hittin'
someone on the ferry,

you're gonna have to ask tall,
blonde and evil down there
who the target is...

'cause there's no
passenger list, and you gotta
buy a ticket on the day.

- How about her security?
- Not much here at the hotel.

I don't think she wants
to draw attention.

So I've been working my sources
and checking on her room.

Oh, Mike, did I mention
that the drinks here are
just a little bit pricey?

That should do it.
Oh, you'd better not let Carla
catch you with that access card.

You may need it later.

[ Michael Narrating ]
It's always a challenge
hiding something sensitive...

that you might need quickly.

Any hiding place
involves a trade-off
between security and access.

Hiding something in the
sewer main under your floor,
and it's secure,

but good luck getting to it.

Hide something
in your sock drawer,

and it's easy to get to,
but hardly secure.

The best hiding places
are easy to get to
but tough to find.

The do-it-yourself versions
are known in the spy trade
as slicks--

easy to slip something in,
easy to slide it out.

Fiona.

And Campbell.

Michael. It's good
to see you again.

Got you a yogurt drink.

Fiona said you'd like it.

Thank you.
Is this a social call?

Oh, I think we've socialized
enough for one day.

- [ Drill Whirring ]
- It's purely business.
Tell him.

Yesterday, a call came in about
a guy passed out on the street,

and my ambulance was
the first one on the scene.

It was crazy. I mean, somebody
had worked this guy over.

He took a lot of blows
to the stomach area.
He was coughing up blood.

I'd say this guy's
in real trouble.

Well, I was kind of hoping maybe
you and Fiona could talk to him.

I know you guys help people.

Yeah, now is a--
Well, the timing
couldn't be worse.

Michael, Campbell
almost got fired helping us
with our last job.

Oh, it's-- it's okay, Fiona.
I know it's a lot to ask.

Huh.

Fine.

If Michael's too busy,
I'll handle it myself.

Fi, stop.

You shouldn't
do this job alone.

So you're saying
you'll talk to him?

Yes.
That's great!

Thanks, Mike. Thanks.

** [ Men Singing In Spanish ]

I work for a company that
does private bodyguard work.

A few weeks ago,
I met this guy Lesher.

He says he was
a corporate headhunter.
He seemed like a good guy.

But when he started asking
about security procedures,

I got suspicious
and I stopped returning
his calls.

A few days later,
my best friend,

a guy that I've known
since I was 10--

They said he
committed suicide.

I knew it wasn't true.

It didn't make any sense.

Then I got a call
from Lesher,

and he said that
more people will die
if I don't cooperate...

or if I call the police.

They're planning
a kidnapping.
Yeah.

They're going after
this Venezuelan family,
the Arroyos.

Oil money, I think.

Whenever they come to Miami,
they hire a bodyguard for
each of the family members.

Do you know who Lesher's
planning to take?

He wanted to know
about the guard for
the daughter, Isabella.

I told him I hadn't
assigned a team yet.

He wanted files
on all the guards,
and I said no.

And that's when
he worked me over.

He wants
the personnel files
tomorrow.

The family--
They get here in a few days.

I don't know what to do.

I'm gonna need those files
and whatever else you have
on the Arroyo family.

I remember when
kidnapping used to be
a mom-and-pop business.

Everything is goin'
corporate these days,
Fi, even kidnapping.

Oh!

Isabella needs
a new bodyguard.

Lucky me. I guess I'll need
a, uh, company personnel file.

I could do that.

Give you a drinking problem,
some money issues, ex-wife,
couple kids.

You'll be the easiest target
to get leverage on.

Since when are you
so enthusiastic about
doing paperwork?

I just wanna do a good job.

You like him
that much, Fi?
Campbell?

Yeah, maybe.
What do you think of him?

He's nice.

Listen, um, uh, I need
to go over to my mom's
for this family thing.

I'll call you later.

Hey, Mike.
Come on in.

Why the celebration?
Nate's starting
a limo company.

I figure, why should I drive
someone else's car when I could
just drive my own, right?

Oh, a limo company.
Uh, do you even have a car?

He does now.
I took a loan out
on the house.

Okay, look, Bro.
I know what you're
thinking.

You let Mom take
a loan out on the house?
He didn't let me do anything.

I wanted to help him.
Mom, what if--

If he screws it up?
Nate, I'm just saying--

Nate!
No, I know what you
were saying.

I-- I deserve that.
Enjoy the champagne.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

Nate worked really hard
on this. Couldn't you
support him a little?

Mom, given his track record,
if things go wrong--

Well, it's off to
a really good start,
Michael.

Thanks a lot.

Guess I'll let myself out.
[ Door Closes ]

It's all right, Henry.
There's no one around.

Lesher called again.
He wants those files.

And you're going to
give them to him.

He's going to go through
the files and make you choose
a guard for Isabella...

that he thinks
he can control.
And that's you?

How do you know
he'll pick you?

I've kinda done
this thing before, Henry.

A recently divorced alcoholic
with money problems?

He'll open my file and think
it's Christmas morning.
And then?

Then I let slip
some information
that convinces him...

this kidnapping
isn't worth the trouble.

Is there anything I can do?
Just play ball.

It's my job to make him
walk away from the game.

He looks a little jittery.
You think he'll
hold it together?

Fear is the greatest
motivator.

Oh, I don't know about that.

Look at why
you're doing this.

[ Michael ]
What does that mean?
Well, you wanted to protect me.

- What are you doing it for?
- I wanted to make
Campbell happy.

[ Michael ]
Here we go.

That must be Lesher...

and the muscle.

He'd better go for it.

If I did all
that paperwork for nothing,
I'm gonna shoot someone.

[ Michael Narrating ]
When an operative
recruits someone,

he lets the target
make the first move.

He'll dress like him,
drink like him, move like him,

but he won't talk to him.

He'll wait to be approached.

I'm not saying
she deserved nothing,
but half?

If I knew we were
gonna get divorced,

I would have had her come to
the office and do half my job,
know what I'm saying?

[ Chuckles ]
Besides, after I pay a lawyer
and get a new place,

what am I left with?

Squat.
Exactly.

[ Slurring Words ]
You wanna hear a funny story
about my divorce?

- Sure.
- Me too.

[ Grunts ]
Another round, on me.

To my friend
at the end of the bar.

I'm not asking
for too much, okay?

Can I get you
anything else?
Uh-- Well, just--

Yeah, just come back.
That's all I'm asking.

Just a wife who-who doesn't
just get on my ass...

about, you know,
stop drinking all the time,

come to church
all the time.

For Christ's sake,
you know, a decent job,
a decent paycheck--

Is that too much
to ask for?

So you never told me.
What exactly
do you do, Brad?

Special Forces.
You know, officer, 15 years.

Now I carry a tennis bag for
a spoiled little rich girl.

I work for
a bodyguard company.
It's a joke.

How about you?
Well, it's not too far
from your line of work.

I do security testing.
Oh, what a coincidence.

You ex-military?
Yeah, I spent some time
in the service, yeah.

You know, you should
really think about coming
into my side of the biz.

Nah, it's all just B.S.,
you know?
Think about it.

What kind of training do
they do at your company?

[ Michael Narrating ] When
selling yourself as a traitor,
you can't be too eager.

A good op will walk away
from a recruitment that seems
too good to be true.

That's confidential.
Why are you asking me
these questions?

[ Chuckling ]
I'm sorry.

If I wanna offer you a job,
I should just come out
and say so.

I just think
it's a shame to see
a man with your talents...

wasted on a job
that's beneath him.

You're interested,
give me a call tomorrow.

** [ Man Singing In Spanish ]

[ Michael Narrating ]
Surveillance is the leading
cause of weight gain...

among operatives.

In a job that's equal parts
boredom and tension,

eating is a way to pass time
and calm nerves.

Whatever
Carla's up to, Mike,
it's something big.

Lots of meetings,
international types--
nobody we know.

So if you wanna
get in her room,
now would be the time.

Sure. I'll just, uh,
teleport myself over there.

Or do you have
a better suggestion?
You could use this master key.

I cozied up to
the housekeeping manager.

Mike, the stuff
I had to do to get that,
you don't even wanna know.

Whatever you had to do,
it was worth it.

What's the security like
in Carla's room?

She's got a facial
recognition computer
at the door.

Anybody unauthorized
sets off an alarm.

That's the room service guy.
He's authorized.

Call me if Carla makes a move,
and order yourself some dessert.
You earned it.

I'm all over it, buddy.
Doesn't have to be food,
right?

[ Michael Narrating ] Facial
recognition systems are often
used to replace human guards...

since they're cheap,
they don't sleep,
and they can't be bribed.

They have
a big weakness though--

Unlike guards, computers
can't tell the difference
between a photocopy of a face...

and a face.

When you search a spy's room,

you don't waste time
checking the safe.

You have to assume they're
as creative as you are.

Slicks come
in all shapes and sizes.

[ Shutter Clicking ]

- [ Ringing ]
- Yeah, Sam?

Carla's meeting
is wrapping up, Mike.
Time to go.

You find anything?
We hit the jackpot.

Looks like you found Carla's
whole file on this operation,
Mikey.

Yeah, but the name
of the sniper's target
is not in there.

Well, maybe
the supreme overlords
haven't given it to her yet.

So if you get it before Carla,
that might be enough to get you
off the blacklist.

Worth a try.
Boy, there's some
familiar faces in here.

- Do you know who this is?
- No.

Maybe he's
another operative.

I think we're getting close,
Mikey. Well, I gotta
get back to the hotel.

I'll let you know
if she makes a move.
Thanks, Sam.

- Hey, go easy on the mojitos.
- They always go easy on me.

[ Door Closes ]

The Arroyo family arrived
in town yesterday.
You were right.

Lesher asked me to put you
on Isabella's security.

Now, you're gonna
take her from the house
to the country club.

Here's your key.
That's your car,
right out there.

You're doing fine, Henry.
Just try to relax.

Lesher's asking
for a schedule.

And you're gonna give it
to him. You're gonna keep
cooperating with him.

Henry, Lesher's
gonna get a whole lot
of information...

about Isabella's
security tonight,

and he's not gonna like
what he hears.

[ Michael Narrating ]
There's an art to drinking
without getting drunk.

Start with a lot of ice
to dilute the alcohol.

Order a new round
before you're done,

so your half-full drink
gets taken away.

And of course, spill.

Oh!
No, no worries.
I got it.

[ Slurring Words ]
You wanna talk business,
let's talk business.

I only deal with
high-end clients.

I'm always looking for
good people... like you.

I know your time's
valuable, so...

I'll make it
worth your while
to hear me out.

A thousand bucks.
Just for considering
my offer.

Here's the deal, Brad.

If I'm gonna hire you,
I need to see you in action.

I know it's against
regulations, but I'm in
a bit of a bind here.

Work with me a little.

Check me out tomorrow when I
drive Little Miss Sunshine
to her tennis match,

but be careful
you're not seen.

They always hire
extra security.

Extra security,
aside from you?

They got two more guys
locked and loaded--

watchers watching
the watchers.

Can you believe that?
For one girl.

Two more guards.
Seriously?

See for yourself.
They got more money
than sense.

And another drink.
Another drink?
Why not?

Princess.

This job sounds good.

Hey, do you think you could
drop me off at the Hilton?
I got kicked out of--

You know, Manda--
she kicked me out.
I'm staying there.

Can you--
Yeah, no-- no problem.
No problem.

Yeah.
All right.

[ Michael Narrating ]
A cover I.D. that involves
drinking comes with a price,

but the tactical advantages
make the hangover worth it.

How'd it go with Lesher?

Told him about the security,
and I got a bug in his car.

Time for a demonstration
of Isabella's
airtight detail.

So Sam's in the Buick.
Who's the other member
of our little team?

I was thinking about calling
Nate. I was hoping you could
monitor the bug from here.

Nate? You're asking
your brother for help
on a job?

I'm trying
to be supportive.

[ Spoon Scraping ]
Fi, is that
my last yogurt?

There's some tuna tahini
in the oven.

Your favorite.
Mmm.

Campbell made it.

He's so grateful
you're helping Henry.

You know me--
anything for Campbell.

By the way, you never told me
what you thought of him.

Oh, no, I told you.

No, he's nice. I'm just
gonna go out and pick up
some yogurt. Be right back.

[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

[ Sighs ]
Hello.

Michael.
Carla, so good
to hear from you.

I got an interesting
report today.

Someone used a key card
to get into a certain
office building.

Know anything about that?
Key card?

- All the key cards I had
I gave to you.
- Is that so?

But if I hear anything,
you're my first call.

Uh, let me get a pen.
What's your number?

Word of advice: There are
things in the works that are
far, far over your head.

Stay out of them
or there will be consequences.

You know me--
good little soldier.

Good night, Michael.

[ Drawer Opens ]

Mike, you want
some of these?

They got plenty of them.
Mints too.

I mean, they keep
restocking the room.
It seems a shame to waste them.

So I tried to get ears on her
with the directional mike,

but whenever
they're out in the open,
it's just small talk.

- She's good at what she does.
- So she called you, huh?

- You think she knows anything?
- Maybe, maybe not.

Doesn't change much.
We still have to
watch and learn.

- She's locked down tight here.
- Tight enough that I can borrow
you to be my extra bodyguard?

Sure, if we make it quick.
I can get back before
she's done swimming.

At least try
the shampoo, Mike.
It smells really good.

Welcome.
Thank you.

I gotta be honest with you, Bro.
I didn't expect you to
call me with a limo job.

You didn't seem too hot
on the idea.

As someone who has
lent you money in the past,
I was a little concerned.

I'm not gonna screw this up,
Mike. I want you to know that.
I'm turning things around.

All right. So I just
drive up the street, and then
I look at you and some girl.

You're sure that's all
you want me to do?
Just sit there and don't smile.

Not exactly what I expected
for my first job.

It's more important
than taking people
to the airport, trust me.

Mmm. You know what?

I'm gonna frame this.

Well, maybe I'm gonna break
this up into smaller bills
and frame one of them.

But, uh--
[ Sniffs ]

Ahh. Thanks, Mike.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Operatives do a lot
of bodyguard work.

On any given day,

the average commando is
more likely to be watching
a V.I.P. walk his dog...

than engaging the enemy
in battle.

Not glamorous,
but part of the job.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

Hmm? Oh, uh, no Español.

Oh. Thanks for drive me.

No problem.
No, uh, problemo.

So serious.

How was tennis?
Fine.

What's wrong, Fi?

Listening to the bug
in Lesher's car.

They were impressed with the
extra security, but this is more
than a kidnapping for money.

Listen.
[ Lesher ]
Doesn't matter.

[ Man ] Well, it does matter.
They got both sides
of the street covered.

The plan was that--
I know what the plan was.

But the people that paid for
this job have a multinational
oil concession...

riding on us
getting that girl.

We have to find a way.

Sounds like Lesher needs
a little more convincing.

Michael, you don't have to--
Fi.

We both know I have to.

[ Slurring Voice ]
Did you see me in action today?

Yeah, I saw you.
Yeah, and how many others?

I mean, you could
send a Delta Force team
after that kid,

and you wouldn't even scratch
her tennis racket.

I mean, it's a waste
of my time. Uh, when
can I start with you?

Yeah, we need to talk.
Could we start talking
about salary?

'Cause if I'm
gonna make the move,
I gotta give notice.

Who's your friend?
That's what this talk's
about, my man.

- What are you doing? Hey!
Ow! What are you doing?
- You want a new job?

I'll give you a new job.
You're gonna help us
take the girl.

- No, no, no.
- Yes, yes, yes, yes, Brad!

You cashed my check.
How's that gonna look for
your company or to the cops?

I own you, Brad.
You're mine.

Oh, God. I can't do that.
We just need the girl.

We need to get her away from
the other security team.

You're gonna get her isolated,
hand her over to us,
and you can walk away.

- I-I-I can't do that.
- [ Sighs ]
God.

- Ow!
- You're gonna
do as you're told,

or life's gonna get real short
real quick for your ex
and your kids up in Orlando.

Now, do you
understand me?

Yeah. I understand.

Thought you would.

[ Disgusted Sigh ]

Just hold still.

So it's happening.
Lesher's gonna take Isabella.

I thought
there was a plan.

This isn't just
a snatch-and-grab
for kidnapping insurance.

Someone's putting the pressure
on her father's oil business.
There's a lot at stake.

So that's it?
He's just gonna take her,
and there's nothing we can do?

It's trickier now, Henry,
but I'm hoping I can still
get him to call it off.

- How?
- If Lesher thinks Michael's
gonna blow the job,

go to the cops, hopefully
he'll decide there's no way
he can pull it off.

But he said he'd kill you.

I know. I just have to
make him believe
that I don't care.

You been drinking?
A little, a little.
I just--

I can't sleep,
and with my divorce,

and now what's going on
with this, I just can't
take much more of it.

Would you shut up
and pay attention?

I'm gonna be parked
right there.

Bring that girl out five minutes
early, we'll grab her before the
other security team gets here.

What if she runs?
She's not gonna run.
We're gonna drug her.

Day after tomorrow,
she'll be out
of the country.

Well, what about
the other security detail
showing up early?

Just make sure
they don't, Brad.

If anything happens--
[ Chuckles ]

I mean anything--
you're dead.

[ Michael Narrating ] Anybody
who runs a few assets knows that
some crack under the pressure.

You have to be tough enough
to keep them in line, supportive
enough to keep them stable.

Let me help you
with that.

I don't know
if I can do it.

I just--
Sure you can.

I-- I don't think
it's in me.

Piece of cake, man.
It's a piece of cake.
Just buck up.

No. I-- I'm-- I can't.
Brad--

Trust me,
this is not my thing.

Go home. Sober up.

You can do this.
Here's your top.

[ Cell Phone Rings, Beeps ]
Yeah, Sam?

Yeah, Mike.
I got some news.

You know how my F.B.I. buddy
was tracking Carla's sniper
running his cards?

Yeah?
Well, the bar crawl
is over.

He's back in town, and
our girl Carla's had a very busy
meeting schedule this morning,

so I think the sniper's gonna
be doing his thing soon.

- Keep me posted.
- Will do.

And, Mike, you'd better wrap up
this kidnapper business, eh?

I'm trying, Sam.
I'm trying.
[ Phone Beeps ]

[ Michael Narrating ] When
someone turns you into an asset,
their main weapon is fear.

So is Brad the security guard
ready to change his life?

Just about.

[ Michael Narrating ]
If you fear poverty
or exposure or death,

that's what they use
against you.
[ Line Ringing ]

Their worst nightmare, then,
is an asset with no fear.

Lesher, it's Brad.
Are you drunk?

Why are you
calling me now?

It's 3:00 in the morning.
What the hell are you--

I'm not doing it.
I'm not helping you
kidnap that girl.

What?
Brad, we went over this.

I couldn't
sleep tonight,

so I came down,
I started watching TV,

and there was
this Bible program on,
and it was like--

It was like they
were speaking to me.

And suddenly,
I realized--

For the first time,
you know, I saw.

Wait. What, the Bible?

[ Michael ]
They said this thing:

"As iron sharpens iron,
so man sharpens another man."

And I realized--

Proverbs 27:17--

That's you and me.

You showed me the way.

[ Lesher ]
Have you been drinking?
No, I'm done with that.

No more drinking,
no more hate.

You, guys at work,
my ex-wife--

You're all angels
sent to test me.

[ Lesher ]
What are you talking about?
Brad--

The kidnapping--
I'm not gonna do it.

I'm not gonna help you
kidnap that girl.

I see that... now.

It was all a test.
Brad, listen to me!

You breathe one word of this,
and you're dead.

Don't you see
I'm not afraid?

I'm not afraid anymore.
I'm not afraid of death.
I'm not afraid of anything.

I'm free.

[ Lesher ]
We should meet.
[ Line Disconnects ]

Listen to me
carefully, Brad.
You are in this.

You're a part
of this already.

If this gets out--
I will be punished.
I know.

Yeah.
I accept that.

What is this?

A confession?
It's my sins-- our sins.

Like they say, "Yea though
I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death--

- Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
- I will fear no"--

[ Onlookers Gasping ]
"I will fear no evil,
for thou art with me."

[ Grunts ]
If you wanna kill me,
kill me. Do it, do it.

I deserve it.
I deserve it.
[ Grunts ]

And all these people
will bear witness
to my sacrifice.

I am ready to be judged.

Forget it.

Forget it. Forget it.
We call it off.

It was a test, all right?

I'm an angel.

I was testing you,
and you passed.

Just go home. It's over.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Blowing an operation
is a delicate business.

You have to
convince your opponent
to abandon his plans,

make a case that the smart move
is to just pack up and go home.

Problem is, even when
you do your job well,

people don't always go
with the smart move.

[ Grunting ]

Lesher sent you to kill me,
didn't he?

Then you need to make
a phone call and tell him
you did the job,

but you got hurt
and you had to go
to the hospital.

Then... you're gonna spend
a little time in your trunk.
[ Beeps ]

How does that sound?
Hold that thought.
[ Cell Phone Ringing ]

Yeah?
Michael, it's Henry.

I just got a call
from Lesher.

The kidnapping's on
for this afternoon.

He made me assign
a new security guard.

He's gonna kill the guy,
and he wants me to help him.

I'm supposed to meet them
at the country club.

I get the guard away from
Isabella, saying that there's
a mix-up at headquarters,

and then Lesher,
he drives up,

he's gonna grab her
while the other guy
shoots the guard.

I'm not gonna let that happen.
You calm down.

Calm down?
I'm supposed to meet him
in half an hour.

And you still will.
Henry, Lesher still has to
believe you're cooperating.

If you try anything right now,
he's got every reason
to kill you...

and no reason
to keep you alive.

I don't think I can--
Yes, you can.
Listen to me.

I'm gonna take care of this.

You just do what they say,
and when you see me, Henry, run.

Run, when I see you.

- When you see me.
- Okay.

Are you ready?
They're gonna be here soon.
I still don't like this.

I mean, what if--
You don't have to like it.
You just have to do it.

She's here.

Wait a second.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

Go, go, go, go, go, go!

[ Screaming ]

[ Man ]
Go inside.
Get her inside now.

Go on!

You thought
you could kill me?

I gave you a chance
to be redeemed,

but you turned your back!

These are your sins, Lesher,
here on this paper.

[ Sirens Wailing ]
You hear them coming?

They will find
everything you brought
to kidnap that poor girl,

and you will be judged!

[ Sirens Continue ]

I don't know what I would have
done if you hadn't responded
to that 911 call.

Thank you, really.

They did all
the heavy lifting.

Well, whoever Lesher
was working for must have
been pretty disappointed.

I heard he tripped
and fell on a knife
last night in jail.

- He fell on a knife?
- You're safe, Henry.

But I'd keep your mouth shut
about all of this.

Oh. No problem.

The family's keeping this
really quiet...

and really stepping up
the security.

Oh, Isabella--

She's been asking why
you're not around anymore.
What do I tell her?

Tell her Brad the security guard
had to take some time off
for some personal issues.

So what do you
think of Campbell?
You still haven't told me.

Why is it so important
what I think
about your boyfriend?

'Cause I want you
to like him.

I'm happy that he
makes you happy.
Oh!

[ Ringing ]
Give me a real answer,
Michael.

Oh, saved by the phone.
Yeah, Ma.

Michael, what is going on?
What do you mean?
What's wrong?

There are cops here,
and they're arresting
your brother.

[ Nate On Phone ]
Ma, I-I didn't do anything,
I swear.

Tell him.

They said it's about
his limo company, that it's
some kind of a front--

laundering money
or something.

- It's ridiculous!
- Tell him not to say anything.

Michael, I got a call
from some woman,

and she said that-- that
Nate is in serious trouble,

I could lose my house.

And-And she said, Michael,
to tell you that you should stay
out of other people's business.

- Her name was, um, Carla.
- I'm gonna call you back.

[ Phone Beeps ]

Sam, is Carla there?

I was just about to call you,
brother. Something's up.
She's on the move.

I need a ride.

Well, there's
our mystery operative.

Any idea
what's going on, Sam?
Nope.

She just checked out
of the hotel and came
over here. That's it.

Just say the word, Michael.
I have a nice rifle
in the trunk of my car.

Tempting,
but since she's the only one
who knows what's going on,

might wanna
keep her alive.

[ Michael Narrating ]
There's a reason they call the
spy trade the hall of mirrors.

You can never know for sure
whether you're in control
or you're being played,

but if you do it long enough,
you learn to trust
your instincts.

- It's a setup.
- What?

- What are you saying?
- She knows we're here.

She's gonna have her sniper
take his target out now.

She wants me here watching her
when it happens.

- How can you be sure, Mike?
- I can't, but it's how
I would do it.

Last ferry's in an hour.
If I can get home,
get that access card,

I can get to the sniper
before he takes a shot.

Sounds good.
I'll get to his house,
see if I can catch him there.

Still leaves me free
to shoot Carla.

- Fi.
- Just sayin'.

- Soon as I leave,
they'll be on me. Can you?
- Yes, I can.

[ Michael Narrating ]
Unlike cars,

motorcycles don't have
much of an aftermarket
in stolen parts,

so antitheft measures
are outdated
and easy to get around.

The steering lock
on a smaller bike
breaks fairly easily.

Then it's just a matter
of getting away.

- Go!
- [ Tires Screech ]

Hey!

Hey! Look out!

[ Michael Narrating ]
When you're tailed
by multiple vehicles,

you're at a disadvantage.

They can flank you,
take alternate routes,
[ Horn Honking ]

box you in.

- It helps to have
a team of your own.
- [ Horn Honks ]

[ Michael Narrating ]
The electronic stability program
was originally developed...

to help keep cars
from sliding on icy roads.

But it's a great tool
for the precision driver.

When you need to slide,
you can simply turn it off--

[ Tires Screeching ]

and turn it on again
when you need to maneuver.

[ Engine Revving ]

- [ Horn Honks ]
- [ Horn Honking ]

[ Michael Narrating ]
A semi has about four feet
of clearance under it.

Sliding beneath it on
a motorcycle is possible,
but risky.

Too low, and the pavement
will grind you to a pulp.

Too high, and any part of your
body that hits the trailer will
no longer be part of your body.

[ Cell Phone Ringing, Beeps ]

Yeah, Sam. I'm home.
Did you make it to
the sniper's house?

Yeah. I got some news, Mikey.
The sniper's dead.
[ Chattering ]

Dead?
Why would anyone--

I don't know,
but it's pretty nasty.
Something is very wrong.

I don't get
what's going on.

They went to a lot of trouble
to put this guy in place.

Slow down. Just tell me.
What happened, Sam? How?

Someone booby-trapped
his front door, Mike.

They blew him up.
[ Heart Beating ]