Burn Notice (2007–2013): Season 4, Episode 14 - Hot Property - full transcript

Michael:
My name is Michael westen.

I used to be a spy until...

[ CELLPHONE RINGS ]

MAN: We got a burn notice
on you. You're blacklisted.

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.

A trigger-happy
ex-girlfriend...



should we shoot them?

...an old friend who used
to inform on you to the fbi...

You know Spies --
a bunch of bitchy little girls.

...family, too...
Hey, is that your mom again?

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

Bottom line --
as long as you're burned,

you're not going anywhere.

National intelligence Agencies
and local law enforcement

work together more often
than you might think.

Most metropolitan
police stations

have an office
called a fusion center

Where classified intel
is collected in one place.

It's a great resource
if you need information fast.

Unfortunately, it does involve
breaking into a police station.



You sure this is the move,
Mike?

To find the list of the people
who burned me,

I'd break into
the pentagon.

Okay, but you don't
even know if you're
gonna get what you need.

The guy who stole it,
Justin Walsh,

worked with the D.O.D.

The fusion center
monitors the communication

of anyone with a job
in national security.

They'll have something.

Okay.
You're Mr. Elias Schmidt,

shadyglade
neighborhood watch.

You got a meeting
with Officer pepiol
in community outreach.

His office is on the floor
below the center database.

Elias?

Your friends
call you Eli.

I mean,
it doesn't matter.

Once you get past security,
you're on your own.
[ GROANS ]

And no action-guy stuff,
okay?

Your gunshot wound's gonna be
a little tender.

It's not tender, Sam!

Keep the engine running.

Because undercover Cops
and confidential informants

don't like
their pictures taken...

there you go, sir.
Go on up.

...only the public areas
of police stations

are kept under surveillance.

So once you're past the lobby,

the only cameras
you have to avoid

are the ones taking mug shots.

Mr. Schmidt?
I'm officer --

I think you're
looking for someone else.

I'm here to see
detective marano, homicide.

Get caught with a lock-pick set
in a police station,

and you've got problems.

A pair of cheap sunglasses
is less suspicious

and just about as effective.

Modify them in advance,

and you can use the stems
as a rake and tension tool.

And if you get caught,

you're just a guy
with some busted sunglasses.

[ BEEP ]

[ BEEP ]

He checked in
using the name "Elias Schmidt,"

But he never made it
to my office.

He is loose
in this building.

Officer: We've got a trespasser
in the facility.

Lock down the exits.

We need to do
a full I.D. Check.

[ INDISTINCT TALKING ]

Police officers uphold
the chain of command as sacred.

Act like you're in charge,
and someone new to the force

won't dare
question your authority.

Crazy son of a bitch
jumped!
He went out the window?

The guy
is out of his mind!

Rookie, are you deaf?!
call all units outside! Go!

Yeah. I'm on it.

Oh, come on, Mike.

Check out back!
Check the side!

Whoa, there!

Time to go, Sam.

I ever tell you you're
the reason I drink, mikey?

It's hard to forgive someone
after a betrayal,

even if it was
for a good cause.

There's nothing more difficult
to repair in the field

than trust.

You know what? Next time
you're gonna pull something

like, um, I don't know,
breaking into a fusion center,

I'd appreciate
a little heads-up.

Well, you're here now.

And This is every e-Mail Walsh
has written in the last year.

Sharing all I've got,
Jesse.

Well, I'm just saying,

whatever our past disagreements
may be,

I'm still your partner
on this.

Right.

And when did you plan on
telling your partner

what you just discovered
in that Stack there?

You read the same page
three times.

[ SIGHS ]

Walsh sent messages to
alpha-numeric e-mail addresses

in Taiwan, peru, bulgaria.

It's, uh,
disguised as a discussion

about stamp collecting,
but check it out --

they're talking about minimum
bids, delivery conditions.

He's auctioning the list.

We need to find out where
it's happening, intercept it.

Well, to track down
guys like that

is gonna
take some help.

We're gonna need some --
somebody with some pull,

somebody
in the government.

What about
your old handler?

Marv? No.

Besides,
marv is by the book.

I mean, if he helped us,
he'd file a report on it.

You worked with the man
for eight years.

You have no idea how to
motivate him to do it quietly?

You -- what, you want me
to blackmail him?

Oh, that's good.
That's great.

Well, you know
what's at stake.

[ SIGHS HEAVILY ]

All right, there might be a way
to get to marv.

It's a low blow, man.

It's gonna have to come
from Somebody he doesn't know.

I can call Sam.

This is last of your stuff
from the house.
[ SIGHS ]

Michael, are you sure you want
to go back to the loft?

Your shoulder's
still leaking.

I'm fine, ma.

No. You got shot.

Yeah, but thanks to Jesse,
just in the right spot.

Tell you boys what --

why don't I
make margaritas,

and we'll work on clearing
the air between you two?

I got to run.
Fi's paying me by the hour.

Fi -- fi got a job?

She didn't call me.

Maybe she wanted you
to get your rest.

You could have mentioned

your client docks his boat
out in the boonies.

Sorry,
but I'm glad you came.

I wasn't sure
you'd be up for a gig.

Why not?
I'm all for honest work.

I meant us working
together...again,

by choice.

Okay, can I just say something
real quick,

and then we'll never have to
bring it up again?

When I found out
you'd been lying to me,

it hurt, okay?

But I know you only did it
'cause Michael asked you to.

You were being loyal to him.
I can respect that.

I can forgive you for that,
so we're cool.

All right?

You're not the one
I have the issue with.

Well, we should talk about
you and Michael.

Fi, let's just --

just tell me
who we're meeting.

[ SIGHS ]

Well, his name is Stuart.

He tried to buy a .357 from
a gun-dealer friend of mine.

But he was so upset,

my friend gave him my number
instead of the gun.

Stuart?
I'm Fiona.

This is Jesse.
What is he,
your muscle?

No, I have
plenty of muscle.

He's more like
a sidekick.

Why don't you just tell us
about your problem, Stuart?

My sister Stephanie's
in trouble.

She fell in love with This
venezuelan diplomat -- Marco.

He's dirty.

I think
he moves drugs.

I warned her,
but she moved to caracas.

Didn't take long before
he started beating on her.

So I went down there Myself
and brought her back.

Good for you.

Somehow
he found Stephanie.

Now he's holding her
like a prisoner.

I tried to get her.

All I got
was this beating.

I think he's gonna take her
back to venezuela.

So you haven't
gone to the cops yet?

He's a diplomat.
He's practically untouchable.

He told the cops
Stephanie was on vacation,
and they just left.

That's it.

Don't worry.
We'll get her back.

Fiona, when it's time to go in,
I want to come with you.

I'm her big brother.

I'm supposed to
protect her.

I know how you feel.

We'll call you soon.

Blackmail May be effective
at times, but it's never fun.

The problem
is that it works best

on people
that are basically good.
[ CELLPHONE RINGS ]

If someone's made a mistake
he regrets,

it's easy to make him
regret it even more.

Marv Peterson.

Yeah, Marv, uh,
this is Chuck Finley,

private investigator
out of Dade county.

What's this about?

Sensitive information,
sir.

Sensitive in what way,
exactly?

Sensitive as in
july 2003.

Do I need to
spell it out?

You, a young woman
named Sally Baker,

and a $60-a-night
roadside motel.

I recommend that you come down
to miami to handle this.

Handle what?

Look, I told her
it was over.

Does she want money?
Is she okay?

Just be on the first Flight out
tomorrow. I'll fill you in.

I can do that.

Keep your phone on.

[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]

Scouting security
from a distance

is mainly just a matter
of observation.

You set up in a concealed place

and watch incoming vehicles,
personnel, and weapons.

This guy Marco
doesn't mess around --

high walls for privacy, couple
of s.U.V.S' worth of goons.

He's wired tight.

I think we can handle it.

Getting additional information

usually requires
a more direct approach.

Yeah. No, no, no, no, no, no.
What are you doing?

I'm gonna ring the bell.

Whoever answers the gate

is gonna take me
on little guided tour.

Jesus, fi!

Is it me or are you taking
this gig a bit personally?

Look, I have a thing
for lost little sisters.

Yeah, I get that, but can we
do a little recon first, please,

that doesn't involve waving a
gun around like a crazy person?

How? You have a satellite
that you haven't mentioned?

I think I got a way.

I've done it
a couple times before.

We're just gonna need
another car.

The best security probe
isn't necessarily stealthy.

Sometimes you want to be
right out in the open.

Buckle up, big guy.

Copy that.
Game face is on...now.

Oh.

Ohh.

With the right approach,

you can March up
to your enemy's front door...

hey.
What the hell was that?!

...evaluate his defenses
and personnel...

please. Oh, my god,
I think I hit my head.

...without anyone realizing
what you're up to.

I think I hit my head on my --
on my steering wheel.
No entiende.

What the hell
is going on?
I'll tell you
what's going on!

One of your guards here
just caused an accident,

and now he's pulling the
"me no speak english" routine.

I know you comprende.

My cousin is a lawyer,
and he --

I will Sue each and every one
of you guys.

Oh, my god. My head.

I got to use your phone.
I got to use your phone.

Oh, my god. You better hope
that guy has some insurance,

'cause I-I got enough points
on my record as it is.

Here's your insurance.
Now go.

Yeah, but I got to
call my girlfriend.

She's gonna
come pick me up

'cause my head's
really hurting, man.

I'm feeling dizzy.
Seriously.

I think I have,
like, a concussion, so...

I just got to
use your phone.
[ GUN COCKS ]

Find a pay phone.
You're leaving.

I'm just gonna leave.

You don't have to
push that hard, fi!

If you'd stop fidgeting,
we'd be done already.

[ GRUNTS ]

[ KEYS CLATTER ]

Hey. Things Not go well
on the job?

Jesse got into
a little Fender Bender.

We just stopped by to borrow
some of your medical supplies.

What's this?

Girl's being held captive
by her boyfriend.

This is his place.

Anyway, there's sentries
that patrol the yard.

They got machine guns.

There's sirens here and here.

I'm talking about the big-ass
ones like for tornado warnings.

And this?

Those are floodlights.

Anybody tries to sneak in
at night,

place lights up
like dolphins stadium.

What about
inside the house?

My guess is they're not
keeping her inside the house.

Best bet is she's in one of the
sheds outside, here and here.

Holding a girl takes one,
maybe two people.

You don't need a team
of sentries, tornado sirens,

and floodlights.

Why don't you just spit out
whatever's on your mind, westen?

This has got to be

more than just a boyfriend
who won't let go.

Well, we're gonna go see Stuart.
Maybe he can fill us in.

I'm happy to go if you need
an extra set of eyes, fi.

Fine. Let's go.

Jesse: Okay,
this is Marco's compound.

These x's are guys
with machine guns.

All of them?
Yeah.

Is there any way
past them?

Sure.
We could make a plan.

But why don't you start

by telling us
what's really going on?
What do you mean?

This security is designed
to keep armed intruders out,

not a 20-something
woman in.

Is your sister mixed up
in something illegal?

Maybe. I'm on the water
three weeks out of every month.
I don't know --

don't lie to us, dude.
We're trying to help you.

My sister's a victim.

I swear
on my mother's grave --
[ SILENCED GUNSHOTS ]

hi. Remember me? I kind of
changed my hair, but...

Natalie.

Wait. You guys
know this woman?

Oh, they didn't tell you
about the time that I
stole Barry's ledger?

I'm hurt.

Long story short,
I'm a thief.

He was lying.
He doesn't have a sister.

I picked him up in Boca
scamming cancer patients.

It was a great job scouting
the compound, by the way.

Top-notch.

Whoa!

Hand cannons in the water.

Right now. Everybody.

Let's go! Chop chop.

Fiona, you especially
should hear me out

because, Well, not only am I
holding you at gunpoint, but...

[ INHALES DEEPLY ]
my .45.

Yes, a bad call to use your car
as an armory.

And this is a good one.
Good prints.

So, you guys
do anything stupid,

it goes straight
to the miami P.D.

What do you want?

The situation is this --

I got a job a month ago

with some venezuelan
revolutionary types.

They wanted me
to steal something.

I did, and it turned out
that the "something"

was a chemical weapon.

I need to steal it back.

I know what kind of heat
this could bring down,

and I don't plan on rotting
in Some secret prison somewhere.

And you, being the good people
that you are,

do not want a chemical weapon
floating around.

So I figure we steal it,
we destroy it, everybody wins.

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]

That party boat's gonna
pull in here any second,

and some co-ed is gonna find
our dead friend over there,

so do we join forces or not?

Please say yes.

We'll do it.

Super.

I'll be in touch.

Well, Natalie's story
checks out.

I mean, there's been chatter
in Military intel circles

that venezuelan rebels got their
hands on something big.

Lucky us, it's right here
in our backyard.

I can't believe

we're contemplating
working with Natalie.

Is it me, or did she
just kill a man in front of us?

And she's all set
to frame you for the murder.

We don't have a choice, fi.

Fine. Call the FBI.

Okay, sure, but Marco's here
on a diplomatic passport.

By the time anybody got cleared
for surveillance or a raid,

that weapon
would be long gone.

Which leaves us.

You know,
you could've mentioned

this was an eat-in-your-socks
kind of place.

It's traditional japanese.
You're gonna love it.

Listen, I feel like we
started off on the wrong foot.

You shot an unarmed man.

I'd say
that's the wrong foot.

What was I gonna do?

I was gonna call and Say,

"hi, I know we tried to kill
each other, but I need a favor?"

All right, come on.
Let's just get on with it.

I got these specs from a russian
who owed me a favor.

It's what we're after.

It's called novichok agent.

Novichok? Seriously?
Mm-hmm.

Compared to that stuff,
mustard gas might
as well be cologne.

Well,
we can curse the darkness,

or we can
light a candle.

So, who's got ideas
about how to get it back?

Talk to me, boys.

The compound security is set up
for defense, not mobility.

The s.U.V.S aren't armored,
and the road is isolated.

We get them
to bring the weapon out,

we can split them up,
we tear-gas them, we take it.

Nice.

How do you
get them outside?

We'll convince them
that they have a gas Leak,

something dangerous enough
To require an evacuation.

See? I knew
you'd be perfect for this.

If we do this, you're gonna
stay with us the entire time

where we can keep
an eye on you.

And we don't let you leave
until we get fi's gun back.

Deal?

Whatever
you may have heard,

there is still some honor
among thieves.

Yes. Deal.

To teamwork.

Come on.

[ SCOFFS ]

It may surprise anyone
who has left on a stove burner,

but natural gas is odorless.

The smell
most people think of as gas

is actually an additive
called T.H.T.,

which means that making people
think there's a gas Leak

is as simple as pumping t.H.T.
Into the air

with a portable pump
and some rubber hose.

It's safe, effective,
and easy to deploy.

But it smells like you've just
wandered into an open sewer.

Then you just have to
get the package in place

without anyone
getting suspicious.

Fiona?

Sorry.

I'm staying in a hotel
while look for a new place,

I needed somewhere private
to, uh, do a little work.

Oh.

Is that a stroller?

Oh, don't get any ideas.

Please. [ CHUCKLES ]

You're not gonna get
baby fever from me.

Michael's too busy
running around with a gun

to take care of a hamster,
much less a child.

I'm glad you're here,

'cause I've been wanting
to talk to you

about this
Michael-and-Jesse situation.

Yeah, it's complicated.

They're working together,

but I'm not sure
it will ever be the same.

Well, I'm gonna get the two
of them in a room together,

and I need your help.

Madeline,
I know you mean well --

don't patronize me,
sweetheart.

Remember, I used to push
Michael around in one of these.

Just tell me you'll help me
when the time comes.

[ SIGHS ]

Yeah.

Recruiting a source
is a painful process.

Threatening to ruin
someone's life

can put a lot of strain
on a relationship

and make it
tough to work together.

Hello, marv.

Chuck Finley.
Nice to meet you.

Wish I could say the same.
What's this about?

Well, the good news is
this has nothing to do

with your marital indiscretion
with Sally Baker.

The bad news?

But sometimes
a bad relationship

is the best you can do.

Jesse, what the hell
are you doing to me?

I can't be here.
I can't be talking to you.

You know that.

I know. If there was
any other way --

other than dragging
my private life into this?

I'm sorry.
I really need your help.

My help?
What are you, kidding?

This is the second time
you tricked me into meeting you.

You want to know what happened
the first time?

The help you gave me

led directly to the takedown
of Drake technologies.

The --
you're involved with that?

Yes!
I mean -- I mean,
the congressional hearings

are still going on.
I know.

I know. And trust me, you don't
want to know the details.

But you helped stop
some very bad people, marv.

So I'm asking you
to do it again.

All right,
what do you need?

All right,
someone's getting ready

to auction off
something really nasty.

I got e-mails on some
of the people attending.

I just need to know the who,
the when, and the where.

All right,
I'll look into it.

[ SIGHS ]

[ GROANS ]
The guy's a good friend.

I feel like a son of a bitch
playing him like that.

Yep.
I know how you feel.

But know what always
cheers me up?

Stealing a chemical weapon

from a bunch
of crazy south americans.

So [CLEARS THROAT]

you guys don't really talk much
during missions, huh?

Fi's in position.

Does that mean that we are gonna
do this now?

'cause I'm getting antsy.
Let --

No,
we aren't doing anything.

You're gonna stand Still
and stay out of trouble.

Am I sensing hostility here?

I thought that we were
supposed to be teammates.

Is that
what you thought?

Yeah, 'cause, Um,

teammates don't usually
frame each other for murder.

Jesse! She's going in.

[ GRUNTS ]

Sam: Look, I don't know
what to tell you, chief.

It's for
your own safety, okay?

I need everybody
out of here right now.

Sam's doing his thing.
Get ready.

[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]

Whoa! Whoa!
You get a whiff of that?

That's a serious Leak!
This is a gas main.

Sir, I can't.

You're sitting on
a powder keg, okay?

If this place goes up,

we're gonna be part
of the biggest barbecue

in the history of miami.

You and your pals
have got to get moving.

Any strategy based on
creating fear in your target

is a bit of a Gamble.

It's not just a matter
of whether you succeed

in Making your target afraid.

That's easy.

What's a lot Harder

is ensuring that they don't
fear something else even more.

That's good, right?

Yeah, "gringo." That's me.
Got it.

You have to go.
I have to -- okay.

I can understand that.

Something's wrong.
They're not leaving.

Why -- why not?

I don't know.

Excuse me, seÑOra? I need
to ask you some questions.

Wait a minute.
This isn't good.

You know, I-I'm sorry.
I'm just terribly late as it is.

So sorry.
It's necessary.

I'm going in.
We're going in.

No, you can't ride in There
and save the day.

The operation will be over.

L-let me help her.

Oh, right.
You guys don't trust me.

How 'bout this --
you don't like what you see,

then you can shoot me first.

You have a stroller
and no baby?

Maybe you can
explain this to me.

I need to see some I.D. Now.

Okay, well,
that's in the glove compartment.

You caught her!

I was so worried!
Thank you! Thank you!

You're the neighborhood
security guy, right?

Yeah, $500 stroller, and this
bitch just walked away with it

from the park
around the corner.

That is a lie.
Oh?

Get out of my face.
Or what?

This.

I already called the police,
you psycho!

You're going to jail!

Aah!

Guard: That's enough!

Get the hell out of here,
both of you!

Est N mujeres locas.

Not bad, right?

Yeah. I've seen better.

Aah!

Okay, So, plan "a" at the
compound -- kind of a fail.

Well,
it wasn't a total loss.

We know where they keep
the weapon now.

We're going in tonight
to take it.

Take it. I likey.

But isn't there an alarm
on the vault-thing?

You have some magic spy way
to beat them?

No. There's no way
of avoiding tripping the alarm,

so we're gonna take out
the lights with a sniper rifle

and the sirens
with spray insulation.

Yay, team.

We go in, open the shed
with a water saw,

hand the weapon off to Sam,
and scatter.

We'll meet up at rally point
when we're done.

Water saw?
Those things take forever.

What you need
is a thermal Lance --

cuts through cement
in under a minute.

You can get your hands
on a thermal Lance?

I'm a thief, remember?

And not to brag, but I do
handle one like a surgeon.

No. You're watching
on the sidelines on this.

Remember?

Hmm.

Okay, show of hands

for how many have used a
thermal Lance in a heist before?

What? No? Just one? Me?

I'm gonna be there anyway.
I might as well be of some use.

What's with
the skeptical looks?

Even after I saved your Butt
at the compound?

I wanted this
to be a surprise, but...

here.

Your .45.

You're off the hook
for murdering Stuart.

Don't expect
a thank-you note.

Are we a team on this
or not?

I'll call Jesse and tell him
we don't need a water saw.

You should have him
come to lunch,

'cause he's Moody,
but he's cute, right?

He's busy.
Oh.

Intelligence work
is all about relationships.

Like a romance,

working with a source is more
about the heart than the head.

Of course, romantic
relationships usually end

if there's a betrayal,

whereas spy relationships
often begin with one.

How'd it go?

Any luck getting details
on the auction?

Listen, before we do this, I
want to get something straight.

What happens if I say no?

Marv...
we've been over this.

I asked you to help
'cause it's important.

I'm not some starry-eyed source
who needs a pep talk.

What if I say no, huh?
What are you gonna do?

Huh? You gonna tell my wife?
Huh?

You gonna ruin my career?
Huh? What's it gonna be?

You know, marv,
I'm no beginner, either,

and, uh, I can tell

when someone's trying to get me
to talk about blackmail.

You look a little uncomfortable
in those slacks.

You recording me?

What have we got here,
a digital recorder?

I had to protect myself.

Blackmail me once,
shame on me.

You do it again?

Yes, Jesse,
I'm recording you.

Marv,
I asked you to help me

'cause I don't have
anybody else to ask.

You want to walk away,
that's fine, man. Walk away.

I'm not gonna blackmail you.
Come on.

What the hell are you into,
Jesse?

I do this favor you ask.

Those e-mail addresses
belong to brokers, arms dealers,

some ex-spook who's into
crypto-intelligence.

So you know where they're coming
together for the auction?

Santo Domingo. Two weeks.

What is this thing everybody
wants to get their hands on?

[ SIGHS ] It's probably
best you don't know,
for your own good.

Well, whatever it is,

it's gonna take five million
bucks in an escrow account

just to get a seat
at the table.
Are you...

[ SIGHS ]

marv,
you wouldn't, uh...

happen to still have any friends
at the federal reserve,

would you?

You're about to ask me for
five million bucks, aren't you?

No. I --

yes.

Come on, man,
we both know

you can get your hands
on some old bills

marked for destruction.
You've done it before.

For official ops, yes.

[ SIGHS ]

Marv, I know how much
you used to love the --

the cloak-and-dagger stuff,
being out in the field.

This is it, man. This is
what we're all about.
You're back in the game.

Please just help me
do the right thing.

Why isn't anything
ever easy with you, Jess?

But just
for the record --

it's my last trip to miami.

I love you, Marvin.

What did you do
with Natalie's murder weapon?

I threw it
in the atlantic.

I wish I could have
sunk Natalie with it, too.

I still hate that we're going
on this heist with her.

Fi, we can't always pick
our teammates in the field.

I am not a spy.

I can't pretend someone
doesn't make my skin crawl.

We won't be able to get
the chemical weapon without her.

At least this way
we keep her in our sights.

You done planning
Sam's escape route?

Yeah.

Once you hand off
the weapon,

he'll head through Watson key
to make sure he's not tailed.

Once he's sure he's clear,
he'll head north.

We're good to go.

There's a reason most surprise
attacks are just before dawn.

Sleepers hit
their deepest rem cycles

just before sunrise,

which makes it Harder
to come to full alertness.

And anyone on watch
is likely to be exhausted

and at the end
of a shift.

[ YAWNS ]

Yeah, you and me both,
sister.

All right,
hit the lights, fi.

Small-caliber,
high-velocity bullets

can Pierce fragile surfaces
without shattering them.

If you need to knock out
floodlights

from a few hundred yards away,

they're even better
than an off switch.

Spray insulation is handy

for more than keeping
your house cool in the summer.

Use it to fill the diaphragm
of a siren,

and it will be about as noisy
as a lawn gnome.

[ ELECTRICITY CRACKLES ]

[ ELECTRICITY CRACKLES ]

Moment of truth.

Burning at temperatures
over 8,000 degrees,

thermal Lances are used
by construction crews

to cut through Rock and steel.

They're tricky to operate,

but they'll slice through
a heavy dead Bolt like butter.

Come on, baby.

Let's go.

Oh, smooth.

[ WHISTLES ]

[ SAM WHISTLES ]

Catch you on the flip side,
Mike.

Little help?

Come on, come on.

Ah! Oh, man!

I think I broke my ankle.

All right, I'm coming back down.
I'm-a get you.

No, they'll be out any second.
Sam got the case, right?

They're gonna roll out when
they see that it's not here,
and I will leave then.

Just go!

Iall est !
Iarriba En la pared!

Hey, Mike, I'm at Watson key.

Looks like I'm free and clear,
so I'm heading over there now

to drop this baby off
with my Buddy at the base.

Spies are trained to be careful
around road work.

Too many Workers
for too little work --

you're probably driving into
a snatch and grab.

No workers with Road blocks
guiding you

toward a freshly paved pothole
rather than away from one --

it's a good bet you're about
to drive over a bomb.

[ MACHINE-GUN FIRE ]

Natalie?!

you take that weapon,
you're in a world of hurt!

The feds, the military -- all
hell's gonna rain down on you.

I don't know, Sam.

$20 million will buy me
a hell of an umbrella!

It's gone.
I can't believe it.

It's not your fault, Sam.

Look, I let a psycho get away
with a chemical weapon, Mike.

Who else's fault
would it be?

You didn't let her
get away with anything!

She bombed the road. She
ambushed you with a machine gun.

You survived, Sam.
That counts for something.

Okay, well, it's time
for the $64,000 question.

How the hell'd she know
where to set up for the attack?

No one told her
where Sam was gonna be.

Michael?

The japanese restaurant.

We took our shoes off
to sit down.

She had to have planted
a bug in mine

when she went
to the bathroom.

I was wearing my loafers.
They're back at the loft.

Damn it!

Okay,
this is just perfect.

Natalie Gets rich
selling mass murder,

and we get a loafer
with a listening device in it.

It's not ideal,

but it does give us a way
to track down Natalie.

She'll still be listening

to figure out
what our next move is.

If we can convince her that
she doesn't have the real case,

she'll have to
show herself.

That sounds
like a long shot, man.

It's the only shot.
Let's go.

When a spy
finds a listening device,

the last thing he does
is turn it off.

A bug can be a direct line
into the mind of your enemy.

It's delicate,
but in the right hands,

it's a weapon

that can turn almost
any situation in your favor.

Sam, where the hell have you
been? I've been calling.

Yeah. Damn near Got myself
killed, Mike.

Natalie hit me mid-route.

I thought you said
she was gonna go after me

closer to the rally point.

Did she get the weapon?

Hell no. I had the decoy on
the driver's seat, just in case.

Real thing
was in the trunk.

We're lucky she got sloppy!

Damn right.

I mean, you talk
to your fed buddies?

Yeah, Jesse's leaving the case
in the bag check

at the bus station.

We make a call,
they pick it up.

No questions,
no connections to us.

Okay, Well,
he better head out soon.

Traffic on the causeway's
gonna be a beast.

Fortunately, the weapon

was in a standard
shock-proof clamshell.

I have a friend who sells
grenades out in hallandale

who had a spare.

All right,
the tracker's ready.

Nice range,
burst signal on a timer

so she can't sweep for it.

Wherever she takes it,
we will find her.

Now all we need is something
nasty to put in the case.

Making Fake weapons is a
little-known But important art.

If you don't want
to put real killing power

in the hands of a bad guy,

you need
a convincing substitute.

A fake chemical weapon has to
be able to pass a field test --

usually a simple
chemical analysis

and a cruel demonstration
with a small animal.

Strong pesticide mixed
with tear Gas and diesel fuel

will do the trick

without killing anyone
who weighs more than 20 pounds.

Try not to drop it
on your way to the station.

Okay, it's been an hour,
people.

Has it occurred to anyone

that maybe Natalie's
not going for this?

Be patient, Jesse.

People who are buying
chemical weapons

aren't generally
forgiving types.

She can't afford to risk
not having the real thing.

Yeah.
I'm just saying, you know,

maybe we could have given her a
better hint than "the causeway"

to get her
to the right bus station.

If it was too easy,
she'd get suspicious.

She'll figure it out.

Wait a minute.

Yeah, she's got it.
It's on the move.

We're in business.

She's in a black sebring.

She's heading north.

Sam, you and Mike
take the causeway.

I'm gonna send fi northeast
on Townsend.

It's go time.

So, that's
the Dragon Lady's den.

Never thought
I would miss the days

when places like this

were just used
for smuggling cocaine.

She's got both cases, fi.

Which canister
is the real one?

Fiona: The black one.
Mine was silver.

Shall we do this?

Uh, that's a chemical weapon
in there, fi.

We can't afford
to go in there shooting.

This goes wrong,

and this entire area's a hazmat
site for the next decade.

I'll do this quietly.

Well,
if quietly doesn't work,

we're coming in
To make some noise.

Fair enough.

[ CELLPHONE BEEPING ]

Hi, again.

Move and I kill you.

[ SCOFFS ]

You don't quit, do you?

Can't you leave a girl alone
to make a living?

You should have picked another
way to get rich. Let's go.

Wait, just --
first, you got to tell me --

did you really
switch the case out?

Which one's real,
silver or black?

Let's just leave it
as a mystery.

It'll give you something
to think about in prison.

Let's go.

Mm, I don't think so.

[ CAR DOORS CLOSING ]
See, you're cute,
and you're clever,

but your timing sucks.

Your little trick
ate up my day,

so instead of getting
my hair done,

I had to come
straight to the buy.

And [SIGHS DEEPLY]

my buyers are here.

You don't want to do this,
Natalie.

Actually, I do.
I really, really do.

Hello, Karl.
Thanks for coming.

We have ourselves
a little situation here.

Afternoon, guys.
And you are who?

He came to interrupt
the transaction,

so do me a fave?

Shoot him.

Michael: You want to know
who I was, Karl.

I'm the guy holding a gun
on a can of novichok agent.

All right, I've seen enough.
Time to move.

Fi, against five guys
with automatic weapons?

Come on.

We roll in there heavy, Mike's
not gonna last two seconds.

You wanted to know
which one was the real one?

Now you do.

Oh, that's interesting.

Michael's holding
my fake Nerve gas hostage.

I pull the trigger, the bullet
releases the chemical.

It'll spread about 50 yards.

First your eyes will burn,
your face will go numb.

If the exposure's not too bad,
you'll live about five minutes.

Too bad the nearest Hospital's
10 minutes away.

Last chance to walk away.

He's bluffing.

He's not gonna
kill himself for this.

You'd rather die
than give us that weapon, hmm?

Try me.

[ COUGHING ] Go, go!
Get to the cars!

You never forget your first
exposure to tear gas.

It feels like you're drowning
in your own fluids.

There's a reason
why nothing induces panic

like a gas attack.

[ COUGHING ]
Smile, Natalie.

It's not like
you're dying.

I have to
go to the hospital!

No, Michael shot a cylinder
full of tear gas and pesticides.

My own special blend.
[ LAUGHS ]

Hey, I got more good news
for you.

You're gonna be a hero.

You are gonna call the FBI
and tell them

where they can find a stolen
container of novichok agent.

Natalie, you forgot your
chemical weapon back there.

Touché.

Boy, you know, your buyers
and those venezuelan guys

are gonna be asking
a whole lot of questions

when this goes public,

so your best bet,
if you want to stay alive,

is to make nice with the feds
and tell 'em everything,

and I mean everything.

The number to Dial is 911.

Just say you want someone
from homeland security.

You guys,
can we please make a deal?

I got money,
and I got --

you got five seconds
to Dial that phone.

[ SIGHS ]

Natalie...

clean yourself up
before they get here.

You look like hell.

[ SOBS ]

[ CELLPHONE DIALING ]

There you go --
$5 million in cash.

Don't say I never
gave you anything.

Marv,
this is clutch, man.

You so much as buy a latte
in the airport with that money,

we're both in
for a world of hurt.

Understood.
No lattes.

Listen, before you go down
this road,

I want you to ask yourself
something.

Can you trust
Michael westen?

[ SCOFFS ]

That's -- that's
a complicated question.

I mean, the guy ruins your life,
he destroys your career,

and then he -- he turns around
and he takes you in?

I mean, what the hell
kind of a person --
yeah, I don't know.

I don't know what to
tell you. I'm -- I'm
still working on that.

All righty.

Take care of yourself,
Jess, okay?

Hey, Marv?

Thank you.

[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]

[ CELLPHONE RINGS ]

[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
Yeah, fi?

Fiona: Hey, Jesse. Want to
grab lunch at the carlito?

Um...
I'm buying.

Yeah, what the hell?
I could go for some fish tacos.

Oh, funny running into
you people here.

It wasn't my idea.

Madeline wanted me
to get you two together.

And since you wouldn't sit down
with Michael

and Michael wouldn't
sit down with you...

Oh, whatever.
You know how she is.

Look, maddy, this is really
none of your --

shut it!

And sit down.

I'm so tired
of this crap.

I know enough about
the lives that you people lead

to know this --

if you two don't start
trusting each other again,

Somebody's gonna
end up dead.

Jesse...

Michael ruined your life,
got you fired.

He was trying
to do a good thing.

So get over it.

Michael...

Jesse shot you
in the chest.

[ CIGARETTE CASE SNAPS ]

He was trying
to save your life.

Deal with it.

[ LIGHTER CLOSES ]

I'm not talking
about closure.

I'm talking about good,
old-fashioned gutting it out.

You know what families do

when people lie
and betray each other?

They suck it up,
and they move on.

So if you two are good,
shake on it.

If you're not, too bad.
Shake anyway!

I'll leave you two alone
to talk.

[ SIGHS ]

Wow.

Your mom's good.

How'd your meeting
with marv go?

He got us the money.

Call up Barry. Have him put it
in the escrow account.

You want to, uh,
stay for a bite,

start planning?

We have an auction
to crash, Jesse.