Burn Notice (2007–2013): Season 7, Episode 6 - All or Nothing - full transcript
Andrew Strong instructs unwilling Michael to add Fiona to his team, in order to help Sonya get at the whiz kids who brought her down by discovering her betrayal: Jack Frakes's hackers collective. Michael and Fi pose as brilliant hackers, actually staging a Homeland-protected power plant sabotage effectively effectuated by Sam's team, to be recruited by Frakes' more fun-loving right hand Cody Ward. To reward launderer Barry for his hacking help, Sam and Jesse track down his ex-girl friend, only to find she hooked up another.
My name
is Michael Westen.
I used to be
a spy until...
[Phone rings]
We got a burn notice on you.
You're blacklisted.
[Whistles]
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 girlfriend...
Should we shoot them?
An old friend who used
to inform on you to the FBI...
You know spies--
bunch of bitchy little girls.
Family too...
[Phone rings]
Hey, is that your mom again?
If you're desperate.
Someone needs your help,
Michael.
And a down-and-out spy
you met along the way.
That's how we do it,
people.
Bottom line,
as long as you're burned,
you're not going anywhere.
She is all that matters.
It's been an honor, Mike.
[Explosion]
[Gunfire]
[Tires screech]
There was a rumor
about a deep-cover Russian mole
working around Arlington.
She turned the N.S.A.
inside out.
Yeah, and the information
she sent home
got a lot of good agents killed.
Now, if Sonya
is that operative,
it's only a matter of time
before she stabs us in the back.
I just found out
who exposed my identity.
- Who?
- Hacker syndicate.
Based in Miami.
Somehow they found out who I was
and sold me
to the highest bidder.
What now?
We destroy them,
of course.
Michael: For a spy,
running is more
than just a way
to stay in shape.
It keeps your mind focused
and reduces stress,
which are essential
when you're working deep cover.
It also gives you a good excuse
to be in secluded areas,
which makes arranging
covert meetings a lot easier,
if you don't mind
being a little sweaty.
If that's the price
of a flat stomach after 40,
- count me out.
- Thanks.
They were popping
champagne corks in Langley
when they read
your latest debrief.
Pulling Sonya Lebedenko
out of Cuba
puts our operation
on a whole new level.
Glad to hear it.
So tell me about this job
she wants you to do.
The target is a hacker group
out of Coral Gables.
They find hidden offshore
bank accounts and raid them.
They found Sonya's operational
funds and exposed her.
- So this is about revenge?
- No, it's more than that.
These people don't leave
anything to chance.
She wants everything the hackers
know about them,
and then she wants them
destroyed.
So how does Sonya
plan to do this?
I don't know, we're meeting
at a downtown restaurant.
She'll give me
the details then.
Good.
Okay, just one other thing.
I made arrangements
with Fiona Glenanne
to support you on this,
so tell Sonya--
- No. Strong, no. No.
- You were the one who roped her
into dealing
with the Russian bureaucrat
to help free Sonya,
and she crushed it, by the way.
I would be an idiot
to leave that kind of talent--
I promised Fiona that she
wouldn't be involved in this.
Well, that wasn't your call
to make, was it?
Look, Michael,
we are this close
to the top of the pyramid.
Sonya is our only way in.
I need this to go off
without a hitch.
Now run along.
You're gonna want to shower
before you go to that lunch.
You clean up nice.
Not so bad yourself.
Nice place.
A bit fancy
for a planning meeting.
Who said we were planning?
This is step one
of the operation.
One of our fellow restaurant
patrons is a software developer
who happens to be carrying
a nasty computer virus
he developed for the D.O.D.
We're going to be stealing it.
Where is he?
I don't know.
My instructions were to be here
at 1:00 and be ready.
How can we be ready if we
don't know who the target is?
There will be
a medical emergency
in the next few minutes.
He or she
will be our target.
You're a doctor who happens
to be dining here,
and I am your wife.
In the bag
there is a syringe.
Give it to him
after I find the drive.
What kind of medical emergency
are we talking about?
Someone else
is taking care of that.
- Someone?
- Mm-hmm.
When do I get to meet
that someone?
Never.
We like to keep things
compartmentalized.
It's cleaner that way.
Maybe, but it means
walking into an Op
completely in the dark.
There is a difference
between being in the dark
and acting on faith.
[Clatter]
Ron, are you okay?
- [Gasps]
- Hey, man, you all right?
Ron.
Oh, my God!
- Call an ambulance!
- You see?
Faith is rewarded.
Oh, my God.
He can't breathe!
Somebody call a doctor.
I'm a doctor.
What's happened here?
He was eating,
and he just fell.
This man
is having a seizure.
I need you
to step back, please.
Honey, I need you
to help me.
- Loosen his tie and his belt.
- Is he-
Just--I need you
to get back, please.
Just get back.
Let's roll him
on his side
in case he vomits.
- Okay.
- Ron.
Wake up.
Ron?
I'm giving your friend
an injection
that will stop the seizure.
Come on, man.
Breathe.
All right,
wake up.
Come on. Come on.
Come back.
Okay, you're gonna
be all right.
All right, your friend's
gonna be okay,
but you need to get him
to the hospital.
Tell them he had
a tonic-clonic seizure
and I gave him 4 milligrams
of Lorazepam.
Can you do that for me,
please?
Thank you.
Thank you so much.
Just doing my job.
Go.
[Applause]
Well, that was exciting.
Don't eat the fish.
7x06
All or Nothing
- Hey.
- Hi.
I haven't been back here
since...
[Sighs]
It's really all gone,
isn't it?
Found a few snow globes
you might be able to salvage.
Other than that...
It's good to see you again, Fi.
I don't know
what Strong told you, but--
[door creaks]
Oh, you must be
Fiona Glenanne.
Hello.
Fi, this is Sonya.
Michael speaks
so highly of you,
I'd swear he was trying
to make me jealous.
He told me what you did
to help get me out of Cuba.
Thank you.
I hope he also told you
that my help doesn't come cheap.
That won't be an issue.
You'll find that my people
are very generous.
Sam and Jesse
are already inside.
Shall we?
Some information
on our target.
Where's all this coming from
exactly?
All that matters
is that it's here.
The surveillance fairy.
Right, I forgot.
The hackers work out of this
building on Biscayne Boulevard.
We need to get into their
mainframe and plant the virus
that Michael and I acquired
yesterday.
Yeah, so this virus
that you acquired,
how does that work exactly?
It sends us their data
and wipes their drives clean.
It says here
that this guy Cody Ward
is in charge
of finding new talent.
We could start
by approaching him.
You want to get in
as an employee?
What do you know
about hacking?
Not much,
but if it's our only way in,
we'll fake it.
You can't just fake it.
Sure we can.
Mike goes in,
does a little typie-type
on the keyboard,
we do something
in the real world
that makes him look
like a computer genius.
You'll need
top-grade hacking software,
and even if you convince them,
one demonstration
won't be enough.
They'll want to see evidence
of your past work.
We know someone
who might be able to help us,
a local money launderer.
He does
some computer security work.
I'm sure I could put something
together.
Barry?
Uh, yeah, he's not real happy
with us right now.
You'll be able
to talk him into it.
Buy him a fruity drink.
Oh, is that all?
We just need a paper trail
to make it look
like some accounts got hacked.
You could do it
in your sleep, man.
And if you could
also hook us up
with whatever hacker software
the kids are using these days,
that would be swell.
Um, what possible reason
could you have
for wanting all that?
Well, it's no big deal.
Mike's just going
after some computer monkeys.
They call themselves--
The Collective.
- The Collective.
- The Collective?
Are you high?
They're the friggin' plague.
They've been hitting
my clients for years.
No way.
Barry, none of this
is gonna blow back on you, man.
That's very reassuring
coming from the team
who got me sent to prison.
Hey.
Mike got you a pardon.
After four months.
Plenty of time to ruin my life.
I lost my girlfriend.
I lost my house.
My business
is in total shambles.
Look, we're sorry
about everything that happened.
Seriously.
Look, Barry, you said that
some of your clients got hit
by these hacker guys, right?
Well, what if Mike could
find out where the money went?
Maybe he could recoup
a little revenue.
"Maybe" is
not gonna get her done.
Sorry, guys.
Hold on. No. Hold on.
There's gotta be--
there's gotta be something.
You said you lost
your girlfriend, right?
Maybe we can help you out
with that.
How?
I don't even know where she is.
She stopped returning
my phone calls,
totally disappeared
on me.
Barry, what if we tracked her
down for you?
Huh?
We track her down.
Who shows up at her door?
It's you,
looking all good.
You're wearing
your best face jewelry.
You comb the beard out.
You got a little extra product
in the coif.
Working your Barry charm.
Maybe your story
has a happy ending.
You guys really think
you can find her?
- [Laughs]
Both: Come on.
Barry.
Okay.
All right.
I'll get the accounts for you,
but you got to tell Mike
to watch it.
People who tangle
with The Collective,
they tend to wind up facedown
in the Everglades.
[House music]
♪
You're Priscilla, a systems
expert trained at Caltech.
I'm Mark Fincher, a code breaker
out of San Francisco.
Fi, look, you can still
walk away from this.
What are you talking about?
The meeting's set.
Cody's waiting for me.
I can say you got sick.
I can go in alone.
You don't have to go in.
I need to do this.
What does that even mean?
Why?
I can't owe my freedom
to you, Michael.
I just can't.
[House music]
♪
So are you guys, like,
a couple?
Us? No.
Strictly professional.
I handle
web defense protocol,
and Mark's a genius
at decryption.
Central Bank of Belize,
First National Bank
of St. Lucia,
5 mil in a weekend.
Pretty sweet.
Tell me, if you're so good,
why are you looking for a job?
A job?
I had three patents
by the time I was 30.
I don't need a job.
I need protection.
We had a close call
in San Francisco.
We're not taking any chances.
From what we hear,
your security is top-notch.
It is.
Thing is, we got a full roster
of hackers.
We're not hiring.
You say you have hackers?
You don't know
what the word means.
You know,
while we're booting up,
I want you to pick a target.
Anything at all.
Target?
What, like, a bank?
[Chuckles] A bank?
Please.
Give me something hard.
Okay, I'll pick.
How about the power company?
Right here,
right now.
Power grid's protected
by Homeland Security.
You're wasting my time.
Hey, sweetie,
sweetie, I asked for
a fresh drink ten minutes ago.
- Sure.
- Move that little ass.
Listen, I got to wrap this up.
Come on.
Have you seen my little ass?
You are trouble.
Okay, kids.
Impress me.
Michael: Faking a computer hack
isn't that complicated.
All you need to do
is create a dummy website
and run some high-end
network scanning software.
I'm passing the IPsec,
sending you
the I.P. address now.
Of course the hard part
is making it look like
your hacking is getting results.
To do that,
you need a team.
[Computers beeping]
What are you running there,
John the Ripper?
[Hushing]
Not while I'm working.
[Beep]
Okay, that's Fi.
It's go time.
Okay, let's go,
let's go.
[Alarm blasting]
- Which one is it?
- Give me a second.
Why do I get the feeling
you bit off
more than you can chew?
Because your liver is chewing
on 1/5 of Tequila
and you've never seen
someone beat a SCADA firewall.
Uhhuh.
Come on, lady, ticktock.
Hurry it up.
The cops will be here
any second.
Pull up A1, D8, and D9.
[Alarm continues blasting]
[People booing]
- Oh, boy.
- Oh, boy? What is "oh, boy"?
Cops got here earlier
than we expected.
- We got to go.
- No. No, we stick to the plan.
We wait till Fiona
gives us the signal
to turn the power back on,
and nobody leaves
before we get it.
[Sirens wail]
Everything in this world
connected to a computer
belongs to us.
We want to share,
but we need a safe place
to work.
Well, I'll be damned.
You two are the real thing.
[Sirens wail]
Come on.
It's too bad you killed
the party, though.
Oh, we can fix that.
Mark, let there be light.
Okay, that's Fi.
Throw the switches. Let's go.
Let's go.
[Cheers and applause]
Congratulations.
You just got yourself a job.
Welcome to the team.
Mark, Priscilla,
Jack Frakes.
Cody tells me you're good.
Whatever he said,
we're better.
Yeah, we'll see.
It's his job
to find the talent.
It's my job to check it out.
Have a seat.
So I've been doing
a little research.
Tell me, if you two
are such pros,
why is it
nobody's ever heard of you?
There's nothing
on the hacker boards.
In fact, I can't find
a single record
to confirm either of you
even exist.
Hello, we exist.
Besides, Cody was at the club
last night
when we blacked it out.
It's true.
It was like, boom.
Boom.
So what else do you need?
Well, nobody's questioning
your ability,
but you're hiding something.
[Sighs]
Look, we ran into some issues
on our last job.
We were hired
to hit a network.
Turns out it belonged
to the mob.
Our employer, moron that he was,
he didn't secure his I.S.D.N.
What happened?
We got back from lunch,
everyone was dead,
they cut off their hands,
laid them on the keyboard
to send a message.
[Whispers]
Snap.
After that,
we thought it wise
to make ourselves
hard to find.
I see.
Which brings us back
to why we're here.
Now, I don't want to walk
into a room
full of dead people again.
Don't worry.
Nobody can touch my security.
When there's a problem,
we're not the ones
who end up dead.
Forgive me if I don't take
your word for it,
but I'm gonna need
to see your setup.
Let's go.
Every entry point is monitored
around the clock.
This place is airtight.
Michael: Probing for a weakness
in your enemy's security
is all about vanity.
And if someone tries to
come in without an invitation?
That's
what the hardware's for.
Oh, look, Mark,
they all have machine guns,
so we're totally safe.
No one can break in.
Michael:
The less impressed you are,
the more they tend
to tell you.
That doesn't mean
the network can't be hacked.
Our server's protected
by a firewall
the N.S.A. couldn't crack.
What about someone
from the inside?
Where do
all their data lines go?
To our secure server room
downstairs.
There.
The door's reinforced steel
with a seven-digit key code.
Nobody's getting in.
Michael: Of course,
just because you're looking
for a weakness
doesn't mean there is one.
You'll be safe
as long as you deliver.
Now if we're done here--
one more thing.
What about my chair?
Your what?
Mark does his best work
in an Aeron chair.
And I'm gonna need
plenty of yogurt in the fridge.
Blueberry.
Lots of it.
Every inch of the place
is covered.
There's cameras everywhere.
No blind spots.
Okay.
We know what we're dealing with,
so what's the best route in?
There isn't one.
Even if we get past
their security...
Which we can't.
Their server room
is uncrackable.
I hope you're not telling me
that this is impossible,
Michael,
because failure
is not an option here.
There is a way in.
It just won't be easy.
Their camera cables
run through an outside wall
into their security room here.
If we access those cables,
we might be able
to hijack the system.
This office
is on the eighth floor.
How are you going to get
to it from the outside?
- We'll come down from the roof.
- The roof?
And how do you plan on getting--
let us handle that.
In the meantime,
we need to get our hands
on a high-bandwidth
video transmitter
to override their signal.
And how are you planning
on getting one of those?
I'm sure
you can make arrangements.
You'll have it
by tomorrow.
Gentlemen.
You said you had some news
about my girlfriend.
You recognize
that car right there?
That's Tricia's car!
I bought her that car
for her birthday last year!
She loved that car.
She never would have sold it.
What, do you think
it was stolen?
So, Barry, look,
I talked to a cop buddy.
That dealership
is known for its ties
to some serious bad guys.
Bad guys.
W-what kind of bad guys?
The kind of guys
who fence cars,
cars that are linked
to more than one disappearance.
- Oh, no.
- Listen. Listen.
All we know is we gotta go ask
Mr. Sleazy Pants
over there some questions.
Let's go.
Afternoon.
You boys buying or selling?
Neither actually.
We just wanted to ask you
a few questions
about how that Lamborghini there
ended up on your lot.
You guys cops?
You see any badges?
We just need some information,
that's all.
Then go to a library.
You got five seconds
to get off my lot.
Yeah, that's not gonna happen.
Yeah, I think it is.
- Really?
- [Exclaims]
[Screams]
Now let's try this
one more time.
Who brought in the Lambo?
Go to hell.
Low prices, huh?
You may have to lower 'em
just a little bit more.
- Ooh!
- That's a $50,000 car.
That was a $50,000 car.
It's more like $45,000 now.
Let's go for $40,000.
Stop!
[Yelling]
Tell us...
Who...
Jesus.
Brought it...
In!
Okay, okay!
But you gotta keep me
out of it.
His name's Pike.
He gets me cars sometimes.
Always cash.
No questions.
He's a dangerous son of a bitch,
okay?
That's all I know.
Swear to God.
That's all
we wanted to know.
Thanks for your time.
Just calm down,
for God's sake.
My goodness.
Michael: When you need access
to a restricted area
and you know
you're being watched closely,
a direct approach is best.
Sneaking around
when you're under surveillance
just arouses suspicion.
Incoming, 9:00.
The key is to act
like you're doing nothing wrong.
Hey.
Hey, hey.
Guys, where you going?
I'll give you a hint.
It's flat, sunny,
and on top of the building.
No way, dude.
Roof's off-limits.
We're just going
for a smoke break.
I'm sorry.
No one's allowed up there.
Besides,
why are you guys taking breaks
when you have accounts
to work on?
I have a password cracker
attacking the Cayman Islands
World Bank as we speak.
It's either gonna take
two minutes or two hours.
Either way,
it's not gonna go any faster
with me staring at it.
I'll put it simply.
I need to go
through those doors
and upstairs to the roof,
so I can have
a smoke break.
So maybe try the patch.
I need a smoke.
I need to go outside.
I need to go out that door
and up the stairs--
- Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark--
- I can't work like this.
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
[Sighs]
Security can't escort us
down eight floors
every time he needs
a cigarette.
And you don't want to see him
in withdrawal.
Cody, come on.
Cody.
Okay, but make it quick.
You have work to do.
Tell me about it.
[Metal clinks]
Shall we?
Sonya: Okay, Fiona, the wire should
be about a foot to your left.
Michael: As a rule,
the faster a drill turns,
the louder it is.
That's why drills
used in covert Ops
have special gear boxes
that move at low speeds.
With the right drill bit,
they can still get
through most walls,
though it may take a minute
or two to do it.
Okay, we're hooking up
your little device now.
[Device beeps]
Sonya,
you getting anything?
Yeah. Got it.
We're good.
Now hurry up
and get back inside.
[Metal scrapes]
What was that?
Aah!
Michael!
Fi!
We'll do this together.
I got you.
I got you.
I can't lose you.
[Crying]
[Both grunting]
Hang on.
Thanks.
Don't mention it.
We should go inside.
At this point, there are
no technical issues
to keep you
from getting in.
We have the password
to the server room,
the log-in to their network,
and I can override the cameras
to cover your path
down the back staircase
and into this hall here.
So what's the problem?
Him.
Cody never stops moving.
He buzzes around looking
over everybody's shoulder
to check their progress.
It'll take you 20 minutes
to plant the virus
in the server room.
The longest I've seen him leave
anybody alone is six minutes.
We have to get rid of him.
I'll call Fi.
He hits on her
every time he sees her.
I'm sure she can entice him
out of the office.
Are you sure you're okay
with her doing that?
Why wouldn't I be?
She was your girlfriend.
It wasn't hard
to figure out.
You don't strike me
as a snow globe collector.
That was a long time ago.
Now our relationship
is strictly professional.
Was it nice?
What?
Being with someone.
I just always wondered
what it would be like
to have a personal life
as well as a professional one.
I'm not sure
if I ever had that, really.
Trying to
causes a lot of pain.
Was it worth it?
Honestly, I don't know.
Call me
when you're in position.
Okay.
So is this the place?
Yes, Barry,
this is the place.
What are we waiting for?
That son of a bitch
might know where Tricia is.
Let's go kick in a door already.
What are we doing here?
Tricia could be
in some serious trouble.
Look, your cop buddy
said that this guy
has got a rap sheet
a mile long.
His name's Pike,
for God's sake.
Barry, I know you're going
through a lot right now.
But I need you
to shut your hole.
Thank you.
[Car beeps]
Uhoh, looks like someone's
going on a road trip.
What?
What?
No, he's not just going
on a road trip.
He's loading guns
into the back of his car.
That sleazebag from the car lot
must have tipped him off.
Come on.
We got to go in there now.
No, we need
to go in there.
You need to stay here
until we figure out
what the hell is going on.
How you doing?
Get your hands on the truck.
You heard the man.
- Who are you?
- Oh, that's not important.
What is important--
Hey, you son of a bitch.
Barry, damn it, I told you
to stay in the car.
- [Grunts]
- Hey.
- Ooh!
- All right.
Now that we got the cardio
out of the way,
let's have a conversation.
Yeah, and you can start
by telling us
what the hell you did
to Tricia.
Wait.
Jesus.
You're Barry Burkowski,
aren't you?
Yeah.
How do you know?
Tricia's my girlfriend.
Uh, Barry, I think--
- You're a liar.
- I'm not lying to you.
Well, then why did we just
catch you skipping town?
Skipping town?
What are you talking about?
We're going away
on vacation.
Oh, really?
With a bunch of guns
Guns?
What guns, man?
Fishing pole.
Not a--not a rifle.
Yeah, okay,
but you stole her car.
Stole it?
I dumped it.
Tricia never wanted
an orange Lamborghini.
- You did.
- Yeah, well, she-
That's how we met.
She asked a friend to help her
unload it for cash.
She comes over,
we hit it off.
Why don't you
ask her yourself?
She's right inside.
Um, Barry,
we should go.
- Hey.
- Sorry about--that's our bad.
It's our bad.
[Cell phone chiming]
That's Sonya.
Cody's on the way.
Ready?
It's not
like I have a choice.
Yo.
You two make me rich yet?
Working on it.
I am glad you're here.
He's driving me crazy.
I just smashed a hole
in this bank's security system
a mile wide,
and all he can do is
bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch.
I need a drink.
You thirsty?
[Chuckles]
I'd love to,
but you two got
a lot of work to do.
I'm still waiting for you to
start laying those golden eggs.
Aw, come on, don't you want to
help me blow off a little steam?
Michael: For spies, flirting
is a powerful tool to manipulate
- your target.
- Okay, baby girl.
Let's go have some fun.
Of course,
just because it's effective
doesn't mean it's pleasant.
You know her job is worse
than yours, right?
Yeah.
We good to go?
Fiona and Cody
are on their way out.
Staircase and hallway
downstairs are clear.
I'm taking control
of their cameras now.
What the hell?
[Computer beeps]
Huh.
Putting cameras on loop.
Cameras seven, eight,
nine, and ten.
You're clear to go
to the server room.
I'm outside the server room.
What's the password?
7654852.
[Door buzzes]
- Log-ins.
- User I.D.: Executive1,
all caps, no spaces.
Password: Lowercase "x,"
upper "J," upper "E,"
asterisk, 9, 8,
lower "u," 5, ampersand.
- What now?
- Okay, now you go
to the system settings,
click the pull-down menu
for the root menu.
Root menu.
Then what?
- You seen Cody?
- Yeah.
He just stepped out
with the new chick.
- Sonya.
- Wait a second.
Wait a second.
What's with the monitors?
Blipped out a second ago.
Probably
just a loose connection.
Eh, maybe.
Maybe not.
You need to get out now.
What is it?
Frakes is checking
the cameras.
You have to move.
Give me ten seconds,
then turn back on the feeds.
[Typing]
There we go.
What the hell?
What's he doing downstairs?
He's headed your way,
Michael.
Hey. What are you doing
down here?
I was taking a leak.
Is that allowed?
Are we done?
Nah, we're not done.
I don't know
what you're up to,
but I don't like it.
Last I checked,
I was the best hacker you had,
so what I was up to
was making you a lot of money.
May I go back
to my work now?
That's a great idea.
In fact, I'll join you.
I'd like to see
this work you're doing.
If it's as good as you say,
we won't have a problem.
But if it isn't, well,
then we're gonna have
a very big problem.
Let's go.
[Tires screeching]
What the hell happened?
We had some bad luck.
Frakes detained Michael
before he could plant the virus.
Ah, Jesus.
Well, where's Fi?
Out with Cody.
We have to go in now.
If I can take out the guard
by the front door quietly,
there's a chance
we could make our way
to where they're keeping Michael
and get to the server room.
Wait a minute--what do you
think happens to Michael
- if we just go busting in there?
- I don't know,
but I know
I'm not leaving him behind,
and I know this can't fail.
I'm with you, lady.
Time to storm the castle.
Sam, what the hell
are you doing, man?
A suicide mission's
not gonna save Mike.
I'm not just gonna sit back
and watch him die.
So unless you got
a better idea...
Hold on.
Just hold on.
You said Fi's
out with Cody, right?
Yes, at a bar
down the street.
Okay,
pull up all the footage
you got
of him in their office--
every last frame.
Sam, we're gonna need
some police badges.
Okay.
What's the play?
Bigass hail Mary.
How many more drinks
do we need to get out here?
[Laughter]
Excuse me, ma'am, could I have
a moment with your friend?
- What is this?
- Let's just say
it's the most important meeting
you're gonna have all day.
All right.
See you back
at the office, baby.
I'm Detective Tibbs.
This is Detective Finley.
Miami P.D.
I'm sorry, Detective Tibbs,
but I don't talk to cops.
You got something to say to me,
you can talk to my lawyer.
Well, I'm afraid
we don't have time for that.
See, here's the situation,
Mr. Ward.
We've been investigating
your crew for a year,
and we've got a stack
of evidence
about yay high on you
and all your pals.
Nice try, pig.
You're bluffing.
Cops have tried coming
at us before.
Nothing ever sticks.
Well, if at first
you don't succeed, right?
You don't have to take
our word for it.
Here, you can have a look
for yourself.
What the hell is this?
We got a warrant to tap
into your security cameras.
Yeah, we're talking extortion,
a little wire fraud,
racketeering.
Oh!
Oh. Oh, look.
Look who it is.
Who is that?
Can we, um...
Can we talk somewhere private?
You want me to go undercover?
Are you crazy?
Look, we don't like it either,
but the Miami P.D.
Is raiding your office today,
and the Chief is worried
that you guys are gonna destroy
all the evidence
the second
we kick in the door,
so we need you to go back
to your office right now
and plant this little ditty
in your mainframe.
The geeks in the crime lab
designed the software.
It collects data
from your server
and sends it to us.
No way.
No way. Do you know what happens
if I get caught?
I'm dead.
Relax.
The SWAT team
will be right outside.
We'll be watching the cameras.
If anything happens,
we'll come in and pull you out.
Okay, look,
if we're really gonna do this,
you'll need to sign
right there.
Oh, no, no,
I-I gotta talk to my lawyer.
Here we go
with the lawyer again.
Listen, my friend,
this is happening right now.
You want to talk to your lawyer,
we're gonna have to arrest you,
take you downtown,
which means no deal for you.
It also means your days of
chasing pretty girls are over,
'cause in prison,
you're the pretty girl.
[Beep]
Michael: The risk of using a cover
with a skill set you don't have
is that at some point
someone may demand results.
When failure is inevitable,
you lie, deny,
and put the blame on others.
I am telling you,
there is something wrong
with your system.
You know what I think
is the problem?
I think you were trying
to rip me off.
Are you even listening
to me?
There's something blocking
the data packets.
You know,
the little numbers
that travel from one computer
to the next?
- No.
- I'll give you five minutes.
After that...
[Click]
You're fired.
What's going on?
Well, look who's here.
I was just talking
to your boyfriend
about my concerns
with your work output.
Over there with him.
Now.
You're worried
about him busting
into some bank account
in the Caymans?
Do you have any idea
what Cody is up to?
What are you talking about?
I was just in a bar
with him.
He told me to leave.
He was meeting some cops.
He's a goddamn snitch.
Ah, nice try.
See, Cody knows the cops
could never touch us.
He's got no reason
to work with them,
you lying bitch!
[Gasps]
I said get over there!
If I'm a lying bitch,
where the hell is Cody?
He's not with me.
He's not with the hackers
on the floor.
So where is he?
Huh?
[Walkie-talkie static]
Anybody have eyes on Cody?
Yeah, he's in the server room.
The server room?
What's he doing?
I don't know. He's been
in there for a half an hour.
He said you okayed it.
Bring 'em.
We're gonna settle this
right now.
Let's go.
[Typing, beeping]
[Door buzzes]
What are you doing?
Just updating
personnel records.
The files are locked
on the server, so--
The hell you are.
You're working with the cops.
I saw you.
You're out of your mind,
you dumb skank.
Cody, look me in the eyes!
Why would this chick
make that up?
Maybe because I wouldn't bang
her in the bathroom at the bar.
[Scoffs, laughs]
She tell you that part?
Come on.
How long have you and I
known each other?
You're gonna take her word
over mine?
[Beeping]
Excuse me, but since when
do personnel updates
send files to a remote server
and delete them all?
- What?
- How much do you want to bet
that server leads
straight to the cops?
That's ridiculous.
No wonder
I couldn't hack your system.
The cops were already in there.
This guy's your problem.
This guy right here.
It's nuking our server.
You son of a bitch.
What did you do?
All right. All right.
All right, listen.
I had no choice.
All right?
The cops had us cold.
There we go!
Would you ask your friends
to lower their guns?
We are leaving.
Frakes,
don't do anything stupid.
The cops are watching us.
They're right outside.
Frakes.
F-Frakes.
Frakes, no, listen--
listen to me,
listen to me.
[Tropical music]
♪
All the accounts the hackers
had on your clients
along with where they stashed
the money.
Consider it an apology gift.
Apology accepted.
Thanks.
That should give your business
a little boost, right?
Yeah.
I'm...sure it will.
Barry,
I heard about your ex.
I'm sorry
things didn't work out.
So am I.
You know,
the crazy thing is,
right before I went to jail,
I was gonna get Tricia a ring.
I really thought
she was the one.
But I never got around
to doing it.
You miss your moment...
Then it's gone.
I'll see you guys around.
[Sighs]
Fi, I know
you didn't want to do this.
I know this job
was forced on you,
but you were great.
Working together
was never our problem.
You know, one day all
this stuff with Sonya, the CIA,
all of it--
it will be over.
Michael...
It's already over.
[Thunder]
[Rain falling]
[Thunder]
Oh, it's really coming down,
huh?
Look at this.
We got a lot more
from the hackers
than we expected.
We can talk
about that later.
[Thunder]
I want a seat
at the table, Sonya.
I've been working
for you people long enough.
I want to meet
the man in charge.
I had a feeling
this was coming.
I've earned it.
I know you think
that's what you want, Michael,
but this organization
isn't just a job.
I know what it's like
to work for you and Burke.
I know what it is.
No, you don't.
Not really.
To be with us, you have to be
willing to make sacrifices,
extreme sacrifices.
Sacrifice.
I know sacrifice.
I can handle it.
I'm not talking
about your training.
To do what we do you have to be
willing to give up everything.
I went straight
from the G.R.U. to this.
This is
the only life I know.
I never had a chance
for friends or a family.
Don't throw them away lightly.
[Glass smashes]
I have given up everything!
[Shouting]
Look at this place!
I have nothing!
My friends, they moved on,
built new lives
without me.
I look in their eyes,
and all I see is pity.
My brother is dead.
My mother
will never forgive me
for getting him killed.
This thing
that you're part of...
You're the only thing
I have left.
That's one thing
we have in common.
[Thunder]
[Dramatic music]
♪
Michael: For spies, there's
no separating your work life
from your personal one.
Sometimes it's hard
to understand
even your own true motives--
if you're doing things
for yourself
or for the good
of the operation.
♪
It's a cold reality
that most of the people you love
will never understand.
But the truth is,
at a certain point,
it doesn't matter
what your real motives are,
because once you've made
a choice in the field,
you can never take it back.
[Zipper zipping,
keys jangling]
So?
I'll make the call.
is Michael Westen.
I used to be
a spy until...
[Phone rings]
We got a burn notice on you.
You're blacklisted.
[Whistles]
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 girlfriend...
Should we shoot them?
An old friend who used
to inform on you to the FBI...
You know spies--
bunch of bitchy little girls.
Family too...
[Phone rings]
Hey, is that your mom again?
If you're desperate.
Someone needs your help,
Michael.
And a down-and-out spy
you met along the way.
That's how we do it,
people.
Bottom line,
as long as you're burned,
you're not going anywhere.
She is all that matters.
It's been an honor, Mike.
[Explosion]
[Gunfire]
[Tires screech]
There was a rumor
about a deep-cover Russian mole
working around Arlington.
She turned the N.S.A.
inside out.
Yeah, and the information
she sent home
got a lot of good agents killed.
Now, if Sonya
is that operative,
it's only a matter of time
before she stabs us in the back.
I just found out
who exposed my identity.
- Who?
- Hacker syndicate.
Based in Miami.
Somehow they found out who I was
and sold me
to the highest bidder.
What now?
We destroy them,
of course.
Michael: For a spy,
running is more
than just a way
to stay in shape.
It keeps your mind focused
and reduces stress,
which are essential
when you're working deep cover.
It also gives you a good excuse
to be in secluded areas,
which makes arranging
covert meetings a lot easier,
if you don't mind
being a little sweaty.
If that's the price
of a flat stomach after 40,
- count me out.
- Thanks.
They were popping
champagne corks in Langley
when they read
your latest debrief.
Pulling Sonya Lebedenko
out of Cuba
puts our operation
on a whole new level.
Glad to hear it.
So tell me about this job
she wants you to do.
The target is a hacker group
out of Coral Gables.
They find hidden offshore
bank accounts and raid them.
They found Sonya's operational
funds and exposed her.
- So this is about revenge?
- No, it's more than that.
These people don't leave
anything to chance.
She wants everything the hackers
know about them,
and then she wants them
destroyed.
So how does Sonya
plan to do this?
I don't know, we're meeting
at a downtown restaurant.
She'll give me
the details then.
Good.
Okay, just one other thing.
I made arrangements
with Fiona Glenanne
to support you on this,
so tell Sonya--
- No. Strong, no. No.
- You were the one who roped her
into dealing
with the Russian bureaucrat
to help free Sonya,
and she crushed it, by the way.
I would be an idiot
to leave that kind of talent--
I promised Fiona that she
wouldn't be involved in this.
Well, that wasn't your call
to make, was it?
Look, Michael,
we are this close
to the top of the pyramid.
Sonya is our only way in.
I need this to go off
without a hitch.
Now run along.
You're gonna want to shower
before you go to that lunch.
You clean up nice.
Not so bad yourself.
Nice place.
A bit fancy
for a planning meeting.
Who said we were planning?
This is step one
of the operation.
One of our fellow restaurant
patrons is a software developer
who happens to be carrying
a nasty computer virus
he developed for the D.O.D.
We're going to be stealing it.
Where is he?
I don't know.
My instructions were to be here
at 1:00 and be ready.
How can we be ready if we
don't know who the target is?
There will be
a medical emergency
in the next few minutes.
He or she
will be our target.
You're a doctor who happens
to be dining here,
and I am your wife.
In the bag
there is a syringe.
Give it to him
after I find the drive.
What kind of medical emergency
are we talking about?
Someone else
is taking care of that.
- Someone?
- Mm-hmm.
When do I get to meet
that someone?
Never.
We like to keep things
compartmentalized.
It's cleaner that way.
Maybe, but it means
walking into an Op
completely in the dark.
There is a difference
between being in the dark
and acting on faith.
[Clatter]
Ron, are you okay?
- [Gasps]
- Hey, man, you all right?
Ron.
Oh, my God!
- Call an ambulance!
- You see?
Faith is rewarded.
Oh, my God.
He can't breathe!
Somebody call a doctor.
I'm a doctor.
What's happened here?
He was eating,
and he just fell.
This man
is having a seizure.
I need you
to step back, please.
Honey, I need you
to help me.
- Loosen his tie and his belt.
- Is he-
Just--I need you
to get back, please.
Just get back.
Let's roll him
on his side
in case he vomits.
- Okay.
- Ron.
Wake up.
Ron?
I'm giving your friend
an injection
that will stop the seizure.
Come on, man.
Breathe.
All right,
wake up.
Come on. Come on.
Come back.
Okay, you're gonna
be all right.
All right, your friend's
gonna be okay,
but you need to get him
to the hospital.
Tell them he had
a tonic-clonic seizure
and I gave him 4 milligrams
of Lorazepam.
Can you do that for me,
please?
Thank you.
Thank you so much.
Just doing my job.
Go.
[Applause]
Well, that was exciting.
Don't eat the fish.
7x06
All or Nothing
- Hey.
- Hi.
I haven't been back here
since...
[Sighs]
It's really all gone,
isn't it?
Found a few snow globes
you might be able to salvage.
Other than that...
It's good to see you again, Fi.
I don't know
what Strong told you, but--
[door creaks]
Oh, you must be
Fiona Glenanne.
Hello.
Fi, this is Sonya.
Michael speaks
so highly of you,
I'd swear he was trying
to make me jealous.
He told me what you did
to help get me out of Cuba.
Thank you.
I hope he also told you
that my help doesn't come cheap.
That won't be an issue.
You'll find that my people
are very generous.
Sam and Jesse
are already inside.
Shall we?
Some information
on our target.
Where's all this coming from
exactly?
All that matters
is that it's here.
The surveillance fairy.
Right, I forgot.
The hackers work out of this
building on Biscayne Boulevard.
We need to get into their
mainframe and plant the virus
that Michael and I acquired
yesterday.
Yeah, so this virus
that you acquired,
how does that work exactly?
It sends us their data
and wipes their drives clean.
It says here
that this guy Cody Ward
is in charge
of finding new talent.
We could start
by approaching him.
You want to get in
as an employee?
What do you know
about hacking?
Not much,
but if it's our only way in,
we'll fake it.
You can't just fake it.
Sure we can.
Mike goes in,
does a little typie-type
on the keyboard,
we do something
in the real world
that makes him look
like a computer genius.
You'll need
top-grade hacking software,
and even if you convince them,
one demonstration
won't be enough.
They'll want to see evidence
of your past work.
We know someone
who might be able to help us,
a local money launderer.
He does
some computer security work.
I'm sure I could put something
together.
Barry?
Uh, yeah, he's not real happy
with us right now.
You'll be able
to talk him into it.
Buy him a fruity drink.
Oh, is that all?
We just need a paper trail
to make it look
like some accounts got hacked.
You could do it
in your sleep, man.
And if you could
also hook us up
with whatever hacker software
the kids are using these days,
that would be swell.
Um, what possible reason
could you have
for wanting all that?
Well, it's no big deal.
Mike's just going
after some computer monkeys.
They call themselves--
The Collective.
- The Collective.
- The Collective?
Are you high?
They're the friggin' plague.
They've been hitting
my clients for years.
No way.
Barry, none of this
is gonna blow back on you, man.
That's very reassuring
coming from the team
who got me sent to prison.
Hey.
Mike got you a pardon.
After four months.
Plenty of time to ruin my life.
I lost my girlfriend.
I lost my house.
My business
is in total shambles.
Look, we're sorry
about everything that happened.
Seriously.
Look, Barry, you said that
some of your clients got hit
by these hacker guys, right?
Well, what if Mike could
find out where the money went?
Maybe he could recoup
a little revenue.
"Maybe" is
not gonna get her done.
Sorry, guys.
Hold on. No. Hold on.
There's gotta be--
there's gotta be something.
You said you lost
your girlfriend, right?
Maybe we can help you out
with that.
How?
I don't even know where she is.
She stopped returning
my phone calls,
totally disappeared
on me.
Barry, what if we tracked her
down for you?
Huh?
We track her down.
Who shows up at her door?
It's you,
looking all good.
You're wearing
your best face jewelry.
You comb the beard out.
You got a little extra product
in the coif.
Working your Barry charm.
Maybe your story
has a happy ending.
You guys really think
you can find her?
- [Laughs]
Both: Come on.
Barry.
Okay.
All right.
I'll get the accounts for you,
but you got to tell Mike
to watch it.
People who tangle
with The Collective,
they tend to wind up facedown
in the Everglades.
[House music]
♪
You're Priscilla, a systems
expert trained at Caltech.
I'm Mark Fincher, a code breaker
out of San Francisco.
Fi, look, you can still
walk away from this.
What are you talking about?
The meeting's set.
Cody's waiting for me.
I can say you got sick.
I can go in alone.
You don't have to go in.
I need to do this.
What does that even mean?
Why?
I can't owe my freedom
to you, Michael.
I just can't.
[House music]
♪
So are you guys, like,
a couple?
Us? No.
Strictly professional.
I handle
web defense protocol,
and Mark's a genius
at decryption.
Central Bank of Belize,
First National Bank
of St. Lucia,
5 mil in a weekend.
Pretty sweet.
Tell me, if you're so good,
why are you looking for a job?
A job?
I had three patents
by the time I was 30.
I don't need a job.
I need protection.
We had a close call
in San Francisco.
We're not taking any chances.
From what we hear,
your security is top-notch.
It is.
Thing is, we got a full roster
of hackers.
We're not hiring.
You say you have hackers?
You don't know
what the word means.
You know,
while we're booting up,
I want you to pick a target.
Anything at all.
Target?
What, like, a bank?
[Chuckles] A bank?
Please.
Give me something hard.
Okay, I'll pick.
How about the power company?
Right here,
right now.
Power grid's protected
by Homeland Security.
You're wasting my time.
Hey, sweetie,
sweetie, I asked for
a fresh drink ten minutes ago.
- Sure.
- Move that little ass.
Listen, I got to wrap this up.
Come on.
Have you seen my little ass?
You are trouble.
Okay, kids.
Impress me.
Michael: Faking a computer hack
isn't that complicated.
All you need to do
is create a dummy website
and run some high-end
network scanning software.
I'm passing the IPsec,
sending you
the I.P. address now.
Of course the hard part
is making it look like
your hacking is getting results.
To do that,
you need a team.
[Computers beeping]
What are you running there,
John the Ripper?
[Hushing]
Not while I'm working.
[Beep]
Okay, that's Fi.
It's go time.
Okay, let's go,
let's go.
[Alarm blasting]
- Which one is it?
- Give me a second.
Why do I get the feeling
you bit off
more than you can chew?
Because your liver is chewing
on 1/5 of Tequila
and you've never seen
someone beat a SCADA firewall.
Uhhuh.
Come on, lady, ticktock.
Hurry it up.
The cops will be here
any second.
Pull up A1, D8, and D9.
[Alarm continues blasting]
[People booing]
- Oh, boy.
- Oh, boy? What is "oh, boy"?
Cops got here earlier
than we expected.
- We got to go.
- No. No, we stick to the plan.
We wait till Fiona
gives us the signal
to turn the power back on,
and nobody leaves
before we get it.
[Sirens wail]
Everything in this world
connected to a computer
belongs to us.
We want to share,
but we need a safe place
to work.
Well, I'll be damned.
You two are the real thing.
[Sirens wail]
Come on.
It's too bad you killed
the party, though.
Oh, we can fix that.
Mark, let there be light.
Okay, that's Fi.
Throw the switches. Let's go.
Let's go.
[Cheers and applause]
Congratulations.
You just got yourself a job.
Welcome to the team.
Mark, Priscilla,
Jack Frakes.
Cody tells me you're good.
Whatever he said,
we're better.
Yeah, we'll see.
It's his job
to find the talent.
It's my job to check it out.
Have a seat.
So I've been doing
a little research.
Tell me, if you two
are such pros,
why is it
nobody's ever heard of you?
There's nothing
on the hacker boards.
In fact, I can't find
a single record
to confirm either of you
even exist.
Hello, we exist.
Besides, Cody was at the club
last night
when we blacked it out.
It's true.
It was like, boom.
Boom.
So what else do you need?
Well, nobody's questioning
your ability,
but you're hiding something.
[Sighs]
Look, we ran into some issues
on our last job.
We were hired
to hit a network.
Turns out it belonged
to the mob.
Our employer, moron that he was,
he didn't secure his I.S.D.N.
What happened?
We got back from lunch,
everyone was dead,
they cut off their hands,
laid them on the keyboard
to send a message.
[Whispers]
Snap.
After that,
we thought it wise
to make ourselves
hard to find.
I see.
Which brings us back
to why we're here.
Now, I don't want to walk
into a room
full of dead people again.
Don't worry.
Nobody can touch my security.
When there's a problem,
we're not the ones
who end up dead.
Forgive me if I don't take
your word for it,
but I'm gonna need
to see your setup.
Let's go.
Every entry point is monitored
around the clock.
This place is airtight.
Michael: Probing for a weakness
in your enemy's security
is all about vanity.
And if someone tries to
come in without an invitation?
That's
what the hardware's for.
Oh, look, Mark,
they all have machine guns,
so we're totally safe.
No one can break in.
Michael:
The less impressed you are,
the more they tend
to tell you.
That doesn't mean
the network can't be hacked.
Our server's protected
by a firewall
the N.S.A. couldn't crack.
What about someone
from the inside?
Where do
all their data lines go?
To our secure server room
downstairs.
There.
The door's reinforced steel
with a seven-digit key code.
Nobody's getting in.
Michael: Of course,
just because you're looking
for a weakness
doesn't mean there is one.
You'll be safe
as long as you deliver.
Now if we're done here--
one more thing.
What about my chair?
Your what?
Mark does his best work
in an Aeron chair.
And I'm gonna need
plenty of yogurt in the fridge.
Blueberry.
Lots of it.
Every inch of the place
is covered.
There's cameras everywhere.
No blind spots.
Okay.
We know what we're dealing with,
so what's the best route in?
There isn't one.
Even if we get past
their security...
Which we can't.
Their server room
is uncrackable.
I hope you're not telling me
that this is impossible,
Michael,
because failure
is not an option here.
There is a way in.
It just won't be easy.
Their camera cables
run through an outside wall
into their security room here.
If we access those cables,
we might be able
to hijack the system.
This office
is on the eighth floor.
How are you going to get
to it from the outside?
- We'll come down from the roof.
- The roof?
And how do you plan on getting--
let us handle that.
In the meantime,
we need to get our hands
on a high-bandwidth
video transmitter
to override their signal.
And how are you planning
on getting one of those?
I'm sure
you can make arrangements.
You'll have it
by tomorrow.
Gentlemen.
You said you had some news
about my girlfriend.
You recognize
that car right there?
That's Tricia's car!
I bought her that car
for her birthday last year!
She loved that car.
She never would have sold it.
What, do you think
it was stolen?
So, Barry, look,
I talked to a cop buddy.
That dealership
is known for its ties
to some serious bad guys.
Bad guys.
W-what kind of bad guys?
The kind of guys
who fence cars,
cars that are linked
to more than one disappearance.
- Oh, no.
- Listen. Listen.
All we know is we gotta go ask
Mr. Sleazy Pants
over there some questions.
Let's go.
Afternoon.
You boys buying or selling?
Neither actually.
We just wanted to ask you
a few questions
about how that Lamborghini there
ended up on your lot.
You guys cops?
You see any badges?
We just need some information,
that's all.
Then go to a library.
You got five seconds
to get off my lot.
Yeah, that's not gonna happen.
Yeah, I think it is.
- Really?
- [Exclaims]
[Screams]
Now let's try this
one more time.
Who brought in the Lambo?
Go to hell.
Low prices, huh?
You may have to lower 'em
just a little bit more.
- Ooh!
- That's a $50,000 car.
That was a $50,000 car.
It's more like $45,000 now.
Let's go for $40,000.
Stop!
[Yelling]
Tell us...
Who...
Jesus.
Brought it...
In!
Okay, okay!
But you gotta keep me
out of it.
His name's Pike.
He gets me cars sometimes.
Always cash.
No questions.
He's a dangerous son of a bitch,
okay?
That's all I know.
Swear to God.
That's all
we wanted to know.
Thanks for your time.
Just calm down,
for God's sake.
My goodness.
Michael: When you need access
to a restricted area
and you know
you're being watched closely,
a direct approach is best.
Sneaking around
when you're under surveillance
just arouses suspicion.
Incoming, 9:00.
The key is to act
like you're doing nothing wrong.
Hey.
Hey, hey.
Guys, where you going?
I'll give you a hint.
It's flat, sunny,
and on top of the building.
No way, dude.
Roof's off-limits.
We're just going
for a smoke break.
I'm sorry.
No one's allowed up there.
Besides,
why are you guys taking breaks
when you have accounts
to work on?
I have a password cracker
attacking the Cayman Islands
World Bank as we speak.
It's either gonna take
two minutes or two hours.
Either way,
it's not gonna go any faster
with me staring at it.
I'll put it simply.
I need to go
through those doors
and upstairs to the roof,
so I can have
a smoke break.
So maybe try the patch.
I need a smoke.
I need to go outside.
I need to go out that door
and up the stairs--
- Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark--
- I can't work like this.
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
[Sighs]
Security can't escort us
down eight floors
every time he needs
a cigarette.
And you don't want to see him
in withdrawal.
Cody, come on.
Cody.
Okay, but make it quick.
You have work to do.
Tell me about it.
[Metal clinks]
Shall we?
Sonya: Okay, Fiona, the wire should
be about a foot to your left.
Michael: As a rule,
the faster a drill turns,
the louder it is.
That's why drills
used in covert Ops
have special gear boxes
that move at low speeds.
With the right drill bit,
they can still get
through most walls,
though it may take a minute
or two to do it.
Okay, we're hooking up
your little device now.
[Device beeps]
Sonya,
you getting anything?
Yeah. Got it.
We're good.
Now hurry up
and get back inside.
[Metal scrapes]
What was that?
Aah!
Michael!
Fi!
We'll do this together.
I got you.
I got you.
I can't lose you.
[Crying]
[Both grunting]
Hang on.
Thanks.
Don't mention it.
We should go inside.
At this point, there are
no technical issues
to keep you
from getting in.
We have the password
to the server room,
the log-in to their network,
and I can override the cameras
to cover your path
down the back staircase
and into this hall here.
So what's the problem?
Him.
Cody never stops moving.
He buzzes around looking
over everybody's shoulder
to check their progress.
It'll take you 20 minutes
to plant the virus
in the server room.
The longest I've seen him leave
anybody alone is six minutes.
We have to get rid of him.
I'll call Fi.
He hits on her
every time he sees her.
I'm sure she can entice him
out of the office.
Are you sure you're okay
with her doing that?
Why wouldn't I be?
She was your girlfriend.
It wasn't hard
to figure out.
You don't strike me
as a snow globe collector.
That was a long time ago.
Now our relationship
is strictly professional.
Was it nice?
What?
Being with someone.
I just always wondered
what it would be like
to have a personal life
as well as a professional one.
I'm not sure
if I ever had that, really.
Trying to
causes a lot of pain.
Was it worth it?
Honestly, I don't know.
Call me
when you're in position.
Okay.
So is this the place?
Yes, Barry,
this is the place.
What are we waiting for?
That son of a bitch
might know where Tricia is.
Let's go kick in a door already.
What are we doing here?
Tricia could be
in some serious trouble.
Look, your cop buddy
said that this guy
has got a rap sheet
a mile long.
His name's Pike,
for God's sake.
Barry, I know you're going
through a lot right now.
But I need you
to shut your hole.
Thank you.
[Car beeps]
Uhoh, looks like someone's
going on a road trip.
What?
What?
No, he's not just going
on a road trip.
He's loading guns
into the back of his car.
That sleazebag from the car lot
must have tipped him off.
Come on.
We got to go in there now.
No, we need
to go in there.
You need to stay here
until we figure out
what the hell is going on.
How you doing?
Get your hands on the truck.
You heard the man.
- Who are you?
- Oh, that's not important.
What is important--
Hey, you son of a bitch.
Barry, damn it, I told you
to stay in the car.
- [Grunts]
- Hey.
- Ooh!
- All right.
Now that we got the cardio
out of the way,
let's have a conversation.
Yeah, and you can start
by telling us
what the hell you did
to Tricia.
Wait.
Jesus.
You're Barry Burkowski,
aren't you?
Yeah.
How do you know?
Tricia's my girlfriend.
Uh, Barry, I think--
- You're a liar.
- I'm not lying to you.
Well, then why did we just
catch you skipping town?
Skipping town?
What are you talking about?
We're going away
on vacation.
Oh, really?
With a bunch of guns
Guns?
What guns, man?
Fishing pole.
Not a--not a rifle.
Yeah, okay,
but you stole her car.
Stole it?
I dumped it.
Tricia never wanted
an orange Lamborghini.
- You did.
- Yeah, well, she-
That's how we met.
She asked a friend to help her
unload it for cash.
She comes over,
we hit it off.
Why don't you
ask her yourself?
She's right inside.
Um, Barry,
we should go.
- Hey.
- Sorry about--that's our bad.
It's our bad.
[Cell phone chiming]
That's Sonya.
Cody's on the way.
Ready?
It's not
like I have a choice.
Yo.
You two make me rich yet?
Working on it.
I am glad you're here.
He's driving me crazy.
I just smashed a hole
in this bank's security system
a mile wide,
and all he can do is
bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch.
I need a drink.
You thirsty?
[Chuckles]
I'd love to,
but you two got
a lot of work to do.
I'm still waiting for you to
start laying those golden eggs.
Aw, come on, don't you want to
help me blow off a little steam?
Michael: For spies, flirting
is a powerful tool to manipulate
- your target.
- Okay, baby girl.
Let's go have some fun.
Of course,
just because it's effective
doesn't mean it's pleasant.
You know her job is worse
than yours, right?
Yeah.
We good to go?
Fiona and Cody
are on their way out.
Staircase and hallway
downstairs are clear.
I'm taking control
of their cameras now.
What the hell?
[Computer beeps]
Huh.
Putting cameras on loop.
Cameras seven, eight,
nine, and ten.
You're clear to go
to the server room.
I'm outside the server room.
What's the password?
7654852.
[Door buzzes]
- Log-ins.
- User I.D.: Executive1,
all caps, no spaces.
Password: Lowercase "x,"
upper "J," upper "E,"
asterisk, 9, 8,
lower "u," 5, ampersand.
- What now?
- Okay, now you go
to the system settings,
click the pull-down menu
for the root menu.
Root menu.
Then what?
- You seen Cody?
- Yeah.
He just stepped out
with the new chick.
- Sonya.
- Wait a second.
Wait a second.
What's with the monitors?
Blipped out a second ago.
Probably
just a loose connection.
Eh, maybe.
Maybe not.
You need to get out now.
What is it?
Frakes is checking
the cameras.
You have to move.
Give me ten seconds,
then turn back on the feeds.
[Typing]
There we go.
What the hell?
What's he doing downstairs?
He's headed your way,
Michael.
Hey. What are you doing
down here?
I was taking a leak.
Is that allowed?
Are we done?
Nah, we're not done.
I don't know
what you're up to,
but I don't like it.
Last I checked,
I was the best hacker you had,
so what I was up to
was making you a lot of money.
May I go back
to my work now?
That's a great idea.
In fact, I'll join you.
I'd like to see
this work you're doing.
If it's as good as you say,
we won't have a problem.
But if it isn't, well,
then we're gonna have
a very big problem.
Let's go.
[Tires screeching]
What the hell happened?
We had some bad luck.
Frakes detained Michael
before he could plant the virus.
Ah, Jesus.
Well, where's Fi?
Out with Cody.
We have to go in now.
If I can take out the guard
by the front door quietly,
there's a chance
we could make our way
to where they're keeping Michael
and get to the server room.
Wait a minute--what do you
think happens to Michael
- if we just go busting in there?
- I don't know,
but I know
I'm not leaving him behind,
and I know this can't fail.
I'm with you, lady.
Time to storm the castle.
Sam, what the hell
are you doing, man?
A suicide mission's
not gonna save Mike.
I'm not just gonna sit back
and watch him die.
So unless you got
a better idea...
Hold on.
Just hold on.
You said Fi's
out with Cody, right?
Yes, at a bar
down the street.
Okay,
pull up all the footage
you got
of him in their office--
every last frame.
Sam, we're gonna need
some police badges.
Okay.
What's the play?
Bigass hail Mary.
How many more drinks
do we need to get out here?
[Laughter]
Excuse me, ma'am, could I have
a moment with your friend?
- What is this?
- Let's just say
it's the most important meeting
you're gonna have all day.
All right.
See you back
at the office, baby.
I'm Detective Tibbs.
This is Detective Finley.
Miami P.D.
I'm sorry, Detective Tibbs,
but I don't talk to cops.
You got something to say to me,
you can talk to my lawyer.
Well, I'm afraid
we don't have time for that.
See, here's the situation,
Mr. Ward.
We've been investigating
your crew for a year,
and we've got a stack
of evidence
about yay high on you
and all your pals.
Nice try, pig.
You're bluffing.
Cops have tried coming
at us before.
Nothing ever sticks.
Well, if at first
you don't succeed, right?
You don't have to take
our word for it.
Here, you can have a look
for yourself.
What the hell is this?
We got a warrant to tap
into your security cameras.
Yeah, we're talking extortion,
a little wire fraud,
racketeering.
Oh!
Oh. Oh, look.
Look who it is.
Who is that?
Can we, um...
Can we talk somewhere private?
You want me to go undercover?
Are you crazy?
Look, we don't like it either,
but the Miami P.D.
Is raiding your office today,
and the Chief is worried
that you guys are gonna destroy
all the evidence
the second
we kick in the door,
so we need you to go back
to your office right now
and plant this little ditty
in your mainframe.
The geeks in the crime lab
designed the software.
It collects data
from your server
and sends it to us.
No way.
No way. Do you know what happens
if I get caught?
I'm dead.
Relax.
The SWAT team
will be right outside.
We'll be watching the cameras.
If anything happens,
we'll come in and pull you out.
Okay, look,
if we're really gonna do this,
you'll need to sign
right there.
Oh, no, no,
I-I gotta talk to my lawyer.
Here we go
with the lawyer again.
Listen, my friend,
this is happening right now.
You want to talk to your lawyer,
we're gonna have to arrest you,
take you downtown,
which means no deal for you.
It also means your days of
chasing pretty girls are over,
'cause in prison,
you're the pretty girl.
[Beep]
Michael: The risk of using a cover
with a skill set you don't have
is that at some point
someone may demand results.
When failure is inevitable,
you lie, deny,
and put the blame on others.
I am telling you,
there is something wrong
with your system.
You know what I think
is the problem?
I think you were trying
to rip me off.
Are you even listening
to me?
There's something blocking
the data packets.
You know,
the little numbers
that travel from one computer
to the next?
- No.
- I'll give you five minutes.
After that...
[Click]
You're fired.
What's going on?
Well, look who's here.
I was just talking
to your boyfriend
about my concerns
with your work output.
Over there with him.
Now.
You're worried
about him busting
into some bank account
in the Caymans?
Do you have any idea
what Cody is up to?
What are you talking about?
I was just in a bar
with him.
He told me to leave.
He was meeting some cops.
He's a goddamn snitch.
Ah, nice try.
See, Cody knows the cops
could never touch us.
He's got no reason
to work with them,
you lying bitch!
[Gasps]
I said get over there!
If I'm a lying bitch,
where the hell is Cody?
He's not with me.
He's not with the hackers
on the floor.
So where is he?
Huh?
[Walkie-talkie static]
Anybody have eyes on Cody?
Yeah, he's in the server room.
The server room?
What's he doing?
I don't know. He's been
in there for a half an hour.
He said you okayed it.
Bring 'em.
We're gonna settle this
right now.
Let's go.
[Typing, beeping]
[Door buzzes]
What are you doing?
Just updating
personnel records.
The files are locked
on the server, so--
The hell you are.
You're working with the cops.
I saw you.
You're out of your mind,
you dumb skank.
Cody, look me in the eyes!
Why would this chick
make that up?
Maybe because I wouldn't bang
her in the bathroom at the bar.
[Scoffs, laughs]
She tell you that part?
Come on.
How long have you and I
known each other?
You're gonna take her word
over mine?
[Beeping]
Excuse me, but since when
do personnel updates
send files to a remote server
and delete them all?
- What?
- How much do you want to bet
that server leads
straight to the cops?
That's ridiculous.
No wonder
I couldn't hack your system.
The cops were already in there.
This guy's your problem.
This guy right here.
It's nuking our server.
You son of a bitch.
What did you do?
All right. All right.
All right, listen.
I had no choice.
All right?
The cops had us cold.
There we go!
Would you ask your friends
to lower their guns?
We are leaving.
Frakes,
don't do anything stupid.
The cops are watching us.
They're right outside.
Frakes.
F-Frakes.
Frakes, no, listen--
listen to me,
listen to me.
[Tropical music]
♪
All the accounts the hackers
had on your clients
along with where they stashed
the money.
Consider it an apology gift.
Apology accepted.
Thanks.
That should give your business
a little boost, right?
Yeah.
I'm...sure it will.
Barry,
I heard about your ex.
I'm sorry
things didn't work out.
So am I.
You know,
the crazy thing is,
right before I went to jail,
I was gonna get Tricia a ring.
I really thought
she was the one.
But I never got around
to doing it.
You miss your moment...
Then it's gone.
I'll see you guys around.
[Sighs]
Fi, I know
you didn't want to do this.
I know this job
was forced on you,
but you were great.
Working together
was never our problem.
You know, one day all
this stuff with Sonya, the CIA,
all of it--
it will be over.
Michael...
It's already over.
[Thunder]
[Rain falling]
[Thunder]
Oh, it's really coming down,
huh?
Look at this.
We got a lot more
from the hackers
than we expected.
We can talk
about that later.
[Thunder]
I want a seat
at the table, Sonya.
I've been working
for you people long enough.
I want to meet
the man in charge.
I had a feeling
this was coming.
I've earned it.
I know you think
that's what you want, Michael,
but this organization
isn't just a job.
I know what it's like
to work for you and Burke.
I know what it is.
No, you don't.
Not really.
To be with us, you have to be
willing to make sacrifices,
extreme sacrifices.
Sacrifice.
I know sacrifice.
I can handle it.
I'm not talking
about your training.
To do what we do you have to be
willing to give up everything.
I went straight
from the G.R.U. to this.
This is
the only life I know.
I never had a chance
for friends or a family.
Don't throw them away lightly.
[Glass smashes]
I have given up everything!
[Shouting]
Look at this place!
I have nothing!
My friends, they moved on,
built new lives
without me.
I look in their eyes,
and all I see is pity.
My brother is dead.
My mother
will never forgive me
for getting him killed.
This thing
that you're part of...
You're the only thing
I have left.
That's one thing
we have in common.
[Thunder]
[Dramatic music]
♪
Michael: For spies, there's
no separating your work life
from your personal one.
Sometimes it's hard
to understand
even your own true motives--
if you're doing things
for yourself
or for the good
of the operation.
♪
It's a cold reality
that most of the people you love
will never understand.
But the truth is,
at a certain point,
it doesn't matter
what your real motives are,
because once you've made
a choice in the field,
you can never take it back.
[Zipper zipping,
keys jangling]
So?
I'll make the call.