Graceland (2013–2015): Season 1, Episode 9 - Smoke Alarm - full transcript
Now Odin supplies Bello, the Caza cartel declares war on him by atrocities on his street dealers, yet he laughs away both that and Mike's warning that their dreaded hit-man, the mysteriously elusive Jangles, will come for him. That happens, but Mike chases the killer, both getting wounded, while Briggs made sure an FBI SWAT team arrests unsuspecting Bello. Jangles, who drugged Briggs as cartel captive, comes for him on the beach, where they caused the fire of the safe-house which preceded Graceland. Mike knows only about the fire being officially filed accidental and his handler Juan Badillo's conviction it was Paul's doing, ignoring that Juan is Jangles. Mike tells agent Paige about his secret mission and learns from Johnny that Charlie suspects Briggs of drug dealing, but found no proof.
Previously on Graceland...
- You are Odin Rossi?
- Always have been.
I could maintain your current
levels at 85% of the cost,
assuming we keep
my little secret about who I am.
We have a deal.
- Do you see Odin?
- No show.
- You guys didn't hear it?
- Your watch went dead.
Why is it we could never
get eyes on Odin?
Not a single photo, print,
voice recording? Nothing?
No. No, no, no, no.
You said you wanted to help
Briggs, not investigate him.
Get rid of Odin.
Come back to Caza and
everything will be as it was.
- Who's gonna come?
- Ask him.
El hombre clave.
- "The key man"?
- Jangles.
The Caza Cartel's bogeyman.
I have something for you.
My grandfather shot this,
didn't he?
He caught himself
in the reflection.
Yeah.
We need to meet.
I'll text you the details.
Just walked
into U.S.A. clothing.
There's a hole in the wall.
Odin's here, I can feel it.
Man down, man down.
Back supply area.
What the hell happened?
Did you see Odin?
Hmm? Did you see him?
Ugh.
Damn it, Charlie!
- You know the rules.
- Ah.
If somebody's in the shower,
you gotta make yourself known.
You knew that.
Hi, Johnny. I'm here.
That kind of rule-breaking can
and will be used against you,
you little creep.
My curiosity got
the best of me.
Yeah? Curiosity
satisfied now?
Maybe.
You better stop that.
Hey, your curiosity satisfied
with the, um...
- Briggs?
- Yeah.
I wish it was.
Ohh.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Trading your morning run
for a little sunrise meditation?
Nah.
I'm just out here
counting regrets.
You up to double digits yet?
Yeah, I'm way past that.
You talk to Abby since...
No mas.
My legs hurt.
Yeah, me too.
Thought I could do it,
you know.
Thought I could...
Balance everything.
I'm the only one
who knows how reckless you got.
And we're gonna keep it
that way.
Really?
In a place like Graceland,
sometimes it's good
to keep secrets.
Thank you.
We didn't find anything
at his C.I.'s place.
We both know lack of evidence
doesn't equal innocence.
You're still suspicious.
Yeah, Johnny, I guess I am.
- Why? What reason do you have?
- Why?
I told you the whole st...
Yeah.
Mikey, bro, when are you
gonna give it up?
You're never gonna top
my land-speed record.
That's not gonna happen.
Any time, any place, brah.
- Word?
- Yeah.
What are you guys doin'?
- Just helping Johnny cook.
- Just cooking.
Um, yeah, sounds interesting.
How are my fellow super-freaks
doing this morning, huh?
- All good.
- A'ight!
Little nervous,
'cause Johnny's cooking.
Oh.
It's ghetto scramble.
Bologna, mustard,
pickles, eggs and beans.
Breakfast of champions.
Yeah, I just remembered
that I am on a cleanse.
Me too.
You know scramble
gives you the energy
for a full day of, uh...
Dipping dudes' arms in lead.
Wow.
Too soon?
Nah, it's cool.
That did take some energy.
Hey, speaking of...
That message you and Bello
sent back to Caza.
You get a response yet?
- All quiet.
- Mm-hmm.
Not for much longer, I bet.
If Jangles shows up,
it's gonna get
real bloody, real fast.
Bello's ready for him.
Bello thinks he is ready
for Jangles.
Hey, let's not forget
about Odin Rossi.
He's the connective tissue
in all this.
He's the reason Jangles
is coming in the first place.
Yep, plus Odin's still a ghost.
When Jangles can't find him,
he's gonna turn on Bello
and his crew,
and he's gonna do it
with an exclamation point.
But that's what I'm saying...
let's get Odin first,
so we have the key
to this whole thing.
Look, I know you want
to get this guy real bad, Chuck.
So do I.
I mean, if we can catch
his scent, it's all good.
Otherwise, I'd rather
not waste the energy
on the hunt, you know?
Okay. If that's
what you think is best.
Briggs, speak of the devil.
Mm?
You might be right.
Mm. Blood in the streets,
my children.
Definitely gonna
have to take a rain check
on that, uh, ghetto scramble,
Johnny.
- You sure?
- Yep.
You're missing out.
Sorry, man.
Didn't you just say
you were on a cleanse?
Hmm.
Jangles killed
Bello's number one dealer.
He can't find Odin,
so he kills the corner guy?
To try to get information?
Mm.
What's with the shoes?
Some kind of calling card?
Remember how I told you
that Jangles was gonna use
an exclamation point?
Yeah.
Look a little bit closer,
Mikey.
Those kicks are still kicking.
Wow.
It's unreal.
Yeah, that's
about as real as it gets.
Jangles is here.
Diane motel, how may
I help you?
Hey, I've got a room reserved
for tonight
for myself and a lady friend.
I'd like to make
a discreet entrance, please.
I can assure you that your
privacy is our highest priority.
That's good news.
Uh, could you leave the keys
in your ceramic planter for me?
Uh, that's
against our... policy.
What's your policy on me
giving you a $100 tip?
The white planter
or the blue one?
Blue.
Always go with blue.
Ahh.
What's up, guys?
Hope you got me loud and clear.
Yep.
Welcome, Mike.
Hey, what do you think
of my safe house?
Easy access to the freeway.
Good escape routes.
Can see every approach.
- Robusto?
- Thanks.
You seem, uh, happy.
- You seem surprised.
- Well, there's a lot going on.
They tried to scare me
with dangling feet.
And it didn't work.
No.
I've seen worse.
Kingston, bring out the case!
The federales got a hit on it?
That's great.
Can you text me the address?
I owe you one, girl.
All right, bye.
Hi.
- Hi. What's that smile?
- What?
Do I have an "I'm gonna bust
an asshole" smile on today?
That's exactly
what you have on today.
So who's the lucky asshole?
All right.
So when we first
started investigating,
we found
this Mexican shell company
that had loose ties
to Odin Rossi.
But there was never
any movement. Nothing.
Dead.
Last night,
money was taken
from the company
to pay for a motel room
in long beach.
- That's a big get.
- Right?
A little too big.
I don't...
I mean, Odin
never makes mistakes.
Hey, I've seen
perfect criminals
get cocky and screw up, so...
Oh, God.
From your mouth to God's ears.
I swear to...
See you later.
Michael's going to show you
how to use this gun.
When you are on the corner,
do not be afraid
to pull the trigger.
No one can take from you
what is yours,
if you defend it like a man!
Show them the basics.
Then send them out.
Yo, it's easy for him
not to be afraid.
He stays in the safe house.
It's messed up,
what happened to Jamal
on the corner the other day.
But the last thing Bello wants
is more bloodshed.
So that's why
we're getting bigger guns?
It's called "deterrence."
Hey, Briggs!
Yo.
Please tell me
there's some hopeful news
on the Jangles front.
I wish.
I still don't even really know
what the guy looks like.
You know?
Hmm.
Every time I saw him,
he had a bandana on his face.
Course, he always had
those damn rattling keys.
But, uh, yeah,
it's still all I got to go on.
Why? Bello's
getting nervous, huh?
He's bringing in some
intense weaponry for his boys.
And, uh, guess who gets
to train 'em?
Well, you know,
the Nigerian cowboy's
never been one to go halfway.
Yeah, meanwhile,
on the street,
there's guys with machetes...
And assault rifles.
Yeah, you just got to hang
in there, you know.
You know what?
I'm done hanging in there.
Bullets are gonna start flying,
and I trained these guys.
I'm going to the FBI,
and I'm telling them we have
more than enough on Bello.
It's time to move in.
No, you're not.
Not yet.
Keeping Bello in play
gets us closer to Jangles.
- And Odin.
- That's right.
You know, Mike, sometimes it's
all about using one monster
as bait to get the others.
I know it's tough, it's slow,
but that's
the job we signed up for.
What job is it
that you've been doing?
I am hunting down leads, okay?
I'm trying to put a face
to this dude.
I want justice,
just like you do.
Justice?
Sure you don't want vengeance?
Little bit of both, huh?
Justice for
a serial mass murderer,
and vengeance
for a sadistic bastard
who came this close
to destroying my life
with a needle.
Let's just call it "closure."
Why is Briggs
still in the field?
I gave you everything
about his addiction.
You said
you were gonna get him help.
What's goin' on?
I submitted your report
to D.C.
Until we hear from them,
keep working the plan.
I need you to do this.
You're gonna bug him?
I need you to put
the transmission in his jeep,
and the receiver,
you keep in your car.
What exactly
are we trying to find?
Briggs has been doing business
with Caza members for years.
He knows the players
intimately.
I think he's made deals
for himself.
Why would he work
with the Cartel?
They tortured him.
They got him
addicted to heroin.
And then
they just let him walk away.
Why do you think Briggs has been
so reluctant to move on Bello?
His excuse is he wants
to use Bello
"as bait to get
to the other monsters."
What he really wants is
to sell Bello out.
Yeah.
Yeah, you're probably right.
"You know, Mike,
sometimes it's all about
using one monster as bait...
to get
to the other monster."
Hey!
Everything okay in here?
I heard
a pretty dramatic crash.
Yeah.
Frame fell.
Really?
Yeah, I don't know
what happened.
Well, that's too bad.
It was the only real
"Mike Warren" decor
you had in here.
Now you're back down
to nothing.
- Back to zero.
- Come here.
What? Oh.
You know...
I have a pretty good
bullshit detector.
And, right now,
it's going off like a banshee.
You know, I...
I know that, for some reason,
you feel like
you can't really be yourself
in this house.
But I just thought maybe...
I mean, maybe if I showed you
that I was on your side,
that you could trust me.
I know you're on my side.
It's just complicated.
It's more complicated
when you keep it all inside.
You wouldn't understand.
But I'm trying to.
Good, great.
Okay, well, you just...
Keep doing everything the same,
'cause it seems to really
be working out for you.
Hello! Housekeeping!
shit
Don't move.
You either.
I didn't expect Odin Rossi
to be a woman.
That's funny,
I expected him
to look a lot like you.
Something tells me
that you have one of these also.
Maybe. I just don't show it
to just anybody.
Move to reading distance?
Rafael cortes?
You federale?
Si.
Chasing a ghost
north of the border:
That's a bold move.
Fortune favors the bold.
I showed you mine.
Ah.
FBI.
Exciting.
I cover the Caza Cartel.
They sent an assassin here
to kill Odin.
I suspect you are looking
for him also...
Ms. DeMarco?
Agent DeMarco.
Why'd you follow me in here?
I was doing surveillance.
And finally I see
some movement here.
Tell me, don't you think we find
this hotel room much too easy?
I mean, Odin, he not so sloppy.
He hasn't given me anything
to work with.
That makes the two of us.
Perhaps...
Maybe we can work together.
Get some real results.
Yeah. I have to think
about that one.
I'm a little protective
with my...
Informacion.
I understand.
Cautiousness, agent DeMarco.
You bugged
my grandfather's photo.
I trusted you.
Did you tell Briggs
about our investigation?
No.
Wanted some answers first.
Like, why the bug?
Briggs can be very seductive.
I was afraid
I was losing you to him.
I needed to know.
Well, what's the verdict?
I trust you.
You trust Briggs.
Why are you so fixated
on this case?
You've never even met Briggs.
Graceland isn't
the first house of its kind.
It isn't even the first house
of its kind for Paul Briggs.
He started a house just like
Graceland five years ago.
It was the prototype.
They called it "the estate."
Briggs never mentioned this.
I'm sure he didn't.
Is this where Briggs lived
when he was under with Caza?
And just like you,
he lived in this house
with his training agent.
Yeah. Roberto.
Is this him?
- He told you about Roberto?
- A little bit.
Said that Roberto worked
the Cartel
from the Mexican side.
Briggs, over here, running sale
and distribution in so-Cal.
That's right.
And I didn't know Briggs.
But I did know Roberto
from Quantico.
He was, uh...
He was a close friend of mine.
The kind of friend you only make
once in a lifetime.
July 2nd.
The Cartel starts making
lots of noise stateside.
- Jangles.
- That's right.
Roberto and Briggs
are under with Caza.
The bureau suspects
that they're at risk
and pull them off the case.
Tell Briggs to take a vacation.
July 3rd.
Briggs claims he went
on vacation.
July 20th.
The house burns down.
The agents inside burn with it.
Your friend?
Five of our best.
Gone.
The official FBI investigation
says it was an electrical fire,
accelerated
by improperly stored propane.
July 25th.
Briggs returns
from his so-called vacation
and finds out
that the house has burned down.
He acts devastated
when he hears about the deaths.
They give him some time
to sort himself out.
Eventually he returns.
The FBI starts a new house.
Briggs volunteers
to be the first one in.
And this is the Graceland
you live in now.
You can't think that Briggs
burned down the house.
If the FBI called it
an accident, if it's...
you know the bureau, Mike...
sometimes it's easier
for the FBI
to say it's an electrical fire
than to admit
that five agents were murdered.
Why?
When they pulled Briggs
off the case,
he could have lost all the deals
he made with Caza.
So he gave them
something they wanted.
You have no proof
that ties him to this.
The day Briggs got back
and saw the house burned...
Mmhmm?
Nine hours earlier,
there was a phone call made
to the main house line
from a payphone
on the Arizona border.
Right.
Very few people knew
that number.
It could have been
a wrong number.
Yeah, could have been.
Except that one minute later
another call was made
from the same payphone
to Lisa:
One of the agents in the house.
Everyone knew
that they were a couple,
that they were together.
He followed a lead into Mexico.
He was captured
and tortured. It...
it fits right in your timeline.
No, I don't buy it.
He lied about these calls.
Juan, you're accusing him
of murder.
But you just listen to me.
We can prove all of it.
We can prove
what really happened.
Juan, you're... you're
pathologically paranoid.
And the sick thing is
is that somebody gave you
the power to act on it.
I am your control officer.
And you're gonna help me
get Briggs.
You're gonna help me prove
all of it.
No, I'm not.
I'm out.
Agent Warren.
Mike!
Mexican man lover.
Yo, come on in.
Whew!
Johnny, what is that?
Foot sweat, man?
Really needed to do laundry
for, like, six weeks now.
Oh, yeah?
And now that Jakes
is out on his job,
I can steal his detergent.
Oh, yeah. The one
that smells like rain.
You know it.
So, uh, bro,
can we talk serious
for a minute?
Yeah.
Is there something up
with Charlie?
I mean, she's been really cagey
with me lately and...
Come on, Johnny.
Talk to me.
I know she's not over whistler.
Right.
And then the whole stuff
that happened
with you and her
at the C.I.'s house.
Yeah, what about it?
I don't wanna get in the middle
of this thing between you guys.
Johnny, that's the whole point.
I don't even know what this
thing is, man. Help me out.
Charlie got this crazy idea
that you and Odin
are connected somehow.
Me and Odin?
I know.
Look, I told her it was crazy.
- Good.
- Yeah.
Wow.
Me and Odin?
I know, I know.
Wow. The secrets
in this house, huh?
- Tell me about it.
- Unbelievable.
So look, man, back to business.
I think I wanna focus
on Jangles.
I know he's in town.
But all my leads are dead ends.
You got anything?
You know what?
I think I might have
somebody for you.
Word. That's perfect.
Let's roll right now.
I'm not sure this was
such a good idea, brah.
Well, too late now, Johnny boy.
Just, uh, introduce me
to the reason why we came.
- What's up?
- Hola.
Violeta.
A vision as always, girly.
Johnny T.
Long time no see.
Who's the friend?
I wouldn't call this guy
my friend.
You know, I wouldn't either,
actually.
I'm his brother-in-law.
I married his beautiful sister.
I didn't know
you had a sister, Johnny.
Yeah, I do, I do.
She's, like, 20 years older
than me, so...
Good thing love knows
no age, my brother.
I agree.
When it hits you, it hits you.
Hey.
Mas Tequila!
I'll be right back.
Even joking like that
ain't funny, brother.
Hey, look, man,
you're the one who said
you could help me out
with my investigation.
I didn't know it was gonna
involve chasing some skirt.
People talk to her.
She listens, she knows things.
Trust me on this one.
And that's the reason
why we're here, Johnny?
I got it bad for her, man.
Every time I see her, it's
like scratching an open wound.
Why?
What's the problem?
Violeta don't date bangers.
Oh, that's right.
You met her when you were
under with 18th street, huh?
Yeah.
She might smile
at me a lot, but that's it.
If I showed her the badge,
I might actually have a shot.
Oh, you see?
Next time,
make your cover LAPD.
The reformed banger?
Always works.
That's brilliant, dude.
Now is she gonna come back
or what?
We got an assassin
on the loose.
Patience, hermano.
Patience?
Oh, you have no idea.
Huh. Distinguished service.
Look at you.
Hey.
So how's the bar
been doing lately?
Any new faces around here
or what?
No, mostly just the regulars.
New faces get scared away
pretty fast.
Anybody around here been
talking about chopped-off feet?
- Feet?
- Yeah.
That's all anybody's
talking about around my way.
I heard a couple guys talking
like that,
but I thought they were joking.
No joke.
Freakin' savages.
- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.
Yeah, so, um, who's
the one making the jokes?
I don't want to get mixed up
in no gang shit, Johnny.
It ain't even like that.
Trust me.
There is one new face.
He's over there
in a back booth.
Can we get two more, please?
She hates me.
She does not hate you.
Look, I'm gonna go
check that out.
You just keep talking to her.
Two tacos please.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Salut.
Kung pao beef and crispy duck.
Good Chinese food
and a good cigar:
They bring out the flavor
in the other.
Hmm, that's a taste I'm gonna
have to try to believe.
What's the mood out there like?
Your men are scared.
Good.
Then they will not be
overconfident.
I don't like seeing the doubt
in your eyes, Michael.
Caza's not after you.
They sent this butcher
after Odin.
The jolly hombre.
Yeah, yeah, the "key man."
But you just... you...
you won't give up Odin.
And now, because of that,
this guy's coming after you
and coming after your men.
I'm disappointed, Michael.
I would have thought you,
of all people,
would understand
the necessity of war.
I know what's coming.
And it's worth it?
Yes, it's worth it!
My independence from Caza
is worth it!
Without it, what else am I?
You're alive.
Alive?
Why do you antagonize me?
Because...
Because you do know
what's coming.
These men...
They're gonna die.
We sent a man back to them...
- With a lead-covered...
- Stump.
There's no more talking.
There are no more deals.
Do you think
the lives of my men
mean nothing to me?
Do you think I take joy
from their bloodshed?
No.
You taught my men
how to kill the enemy.
Our victory will be
nearly as sweet for you
as it is for me.
What if I told you I was
thinking about joining the LAPD?
For real?
Yeah, for real.
Don't tell nobody, though.
Okay.
What if he finds out?
That ain't gonna be a problem.
Drink, relax.
Order's up.
Violeta.
Con permiso,
I need a moment with my brother.
- This for me?
- Yeah.
So, look, man.
One of Bello's guys
is back there
selling him out
to Caza right now.
That means Jangles
for sure knows
where Bello's safe house is at.
shit
Oh, we got to tell Mike.
Oh, yeah, yeah. For sure,
man, I'm all over it.
So call the nearest tac team.
I gotta move.
Listen to me.
You're right, okay?
Duck and smoke:
Best partners since, uh...
Butch and Sundance.
I don't like this,
uh, Butch and Sundance.
Get out of here.
No, they are too "quippy,"
I think is the word.
Now, listen, I respect
your opinion, but you're...
you're wrong!
You're dead wrong.
- The raindrops song.
- That's a good song.
Where does that belong
in a Western?
Now, Ennio Morricone:
He knew where
to put the tension.
Uh, yeah, yeah.
Good, bad, the ugly, whatever.
What?
The sprinkler's on a timer?
I don't know.
I think it's probably gonna
get some of the other guards.
And potentially damage
some expensive weapons.
Then you better go
and turn it off.
Best last line ever.
"For a moment there,
I thought we were in trouble."
Think about that.
Ah, come on.
Damn it.
All right, I need backup now.
I have multiple casualties.
No sign of a shooter.
I repeat, I need backup now.
There's someone with Bello.
You don't scare me.
Men who wear masks
are vulnerable.
I hear you burned the eyes
of your men.
Or cut off the hands
of my enemies.
I prefer the eyes.
Knife.
I have far better technique,
my friend.
Where is Odin Rossi?
You think I will help you?
Michael, kill him!
Shoot the bastard!
Bello!
Get the hell out of here!
Hyuh!
Oh, God.
Mike.
Mike, I got you, buddy.
My God.
- Did I get him?
- I think so.
Go on, find him. Go.
Next time, Mikey, next time.
Move your hand, move your hand.
Right there, right there.
- Ooh!
- Hold that there.
Enter.
Hey, guys, take care of him.
- Call the EMT.
- Right, I'm on it.
There's a wagon
in front of you guys.
Right through here.
Subject one and two in custody.
Hey.
Hey, read me my rights.
- What?
- Read me my rights.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Anything you say can
and will be used against you
in a court of law.
If you have an attorney...
Or can't afford one,
one will be appointed to you.
- Michael? Michael?
- Do you understand your rights?
Let's go.
Hey.
There's those blue eyes.
Here, here.
Uhh.
The doctor says
you're gonna survive.
It's gonna take some time,
but you'll get there.
Hope I didn't miss breakfast.
It's 5:00 P.M.
You're missing happy hour.
I assume the bear's
from Johnny?
Good guess.
He told me
to tell you not to shoot it.
Gifts and stuff, they're...
they're all from you guys?
There's nothing there
from, um...
The FBI or, you know...
Anonymous?
Um...
I...
I don't know.
What's going on?
Mike, talk to me.
We all lie for the job, but...
You guys, you can...
you can walk into Graceland
and relax and be yourself.
I can't.
Why?
Because I was placed
in Graceland
to investigate Briggs.
And now this whole thing is...
Is just out of control and...
you're a rat?
What? No.
A rat?
No, I'm not a rat.
That's not what I'm saying.
I don't even know
what to say.
You don't have to say anything.
Um, I just
have to tell somebody.
Somebody that I can trust.
You need... you need
to get your rest.
No, Paige...
- You need to get your rest.
- It's just now... no.
Paige, I'm just trying
to tell you the truth here.
I can't be here right now.
Paige, wait, please, just...
On the Jangles front.
I still don't even really know
what the guy looks like.
Every time I saw him,
he had a bandanna on his face.
Of course, he always
had those damn rattling keys.
But, uh, yeah, that's still
all I got to go on.
Why?
Bello's getting nervous.
Oh, he is.
Very, very...
You got my message.
Yes.
I was... I was very happy
to receive it.
You want?
Please.
It's very good.
Ahh.
So how about you
taking down Bello, huh?
You heard already.
Of course.
I wouldn't be good at my job
if I didn't.
You should be proud.
We are.
What's the news on your side?
The word is that, uh,
Caza is calling Jangles
back to Mexico.
Really?
Yeah, but this word
doesn't stick.
This man Jangles, he's like...
He's like an attack dog.
And he has Odin's scent.
I guarantee he's still around.
Good to know.
I mean, at least we have Bello
in FBI custody.
I could at least work Odin's
location out of him.
I got skills Jangles doesn't.
Hey, um,
ah, maybe we should put
all this, uh, agency bullshit
behind us.
- I-I think we can.
- You do?
I mean, we could
actually help each other.
Takin' down Caza, Jangles...
Odin.
Uh, it's
a beautiful relationship.
Mi informacion
es su informacion.
- Salud.
- Cheers.
Test, test.
This is agent Juan Badillo.
I am about to approach
agent Paul Briggs
regarding his role
in the deaths of five agents
in the safe house fire.
I am undercover
as the Caza mercenary...
Known as Jangles.
Yeah!
Hey.
You know what this place is?
I know
exactly what this place is.
You killed everyone here.
You know what?
You're right.
We both did.
This place
burned because of us.
Well, everyone
has his price, right?
You know, I never thought
I would find mine
at the end of a needle.
But you made sure
of that, didn't you?
Didn't you!
And you lit the match!
Stay back.
Guns now?
Fine.
- You are Odin Rossi?
- Always have been.
I could maintain your current
levels at 85% of the cost,
assuming we keep
my little secret about who I am.
We have a deal.
- Do you see Odin?
- No show.
- You guys didn't hear it?
- Your watch went dead.
Why is it we could never
get eyes on Odin?
Not a single photo, print,
voice recording? Nothing?
No. No, no, no, no.
You said you wanted to help
Briggs, not investigate him.
Get rid of Odin.
Come back to Caza and
everything will be as it was.
- Who's gonna come?
- Ask him.
El hombre clave.
- "The key man"?
- Jangles.
The Caza Cartel's bogeyman.
I have something for you.
My grandfather shot this,
didn't he?
He caught himself
in the reflection.
Yeah.
We need to meet.
I'll text you the details.
Just walked
into U.S.A. clothing.
There's a hole in the wall.
Odin's here, I can feel it.
Man down, man down.
Back supply area.
What the hell happened?
Did you see Odin?
Hmm? Did you see him?
Ugh.
Damn it, Charlie!
- You know the rules.
- Ah.
If somebody's in the shower,
you gotta make yourself known.
You knew that.
Hi, Johnny. I'm here.
That kind of rule-breaking can
and will be used against you,
you little creep.
My curiosity got
the best of me.
Yeah? Curiosity
satisfied now?
Maybe.
You better stop that.
Hey, your curiosity satisfied
with the, um...
- Briggs?
- Yeah.
I wish it was.
Ohh.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Trading your morning run
for a little sunrise meditation?
Nah.
I'm just out here
counting regrets.
You up to double digits yet?
Yeah, I'm way past that.
You talk to Abby since...
No mas.
My legs hurt.
Yeah, me too.
Thought I could do it,
you know.
Thought I could...
Balance everything.
I'm the only one
who knows how reckless you got.
And we're gonna keep it
that way.
Really?
In a place like Graceland,
sometimes it's good
to keep secrets.
Thank you.
We didn't find anything
at his C.I.'s place.
We both know lack of evidence
doesn't equal innocence.
You're still suspicious.
Yeah, Johnny, I guess I am.
- Why? What reason do you have?
- Why?
I told you the whole st...
Yeah.
Mikey, bro, when are you
gonna give it up?
You're never gonna top
my land-speed record.
That's not gonna happen.
Any time, any place, brah.
- Word?
- Yeah.
What are you guys doin'?
- Just helping Johnny cook.
- Just cooking.
Um, yeah, sounds interesting.
How are my fellow super-freaks
doing this morning, huh?
- All good.
- A'ight!
Little nervous,
'cause Johnny's cooking.
Oh.
It's ghetto scramble.
Bologna, mustard,
pickles, eggs and beans.
Breakfast of champions.
Yeah, I just remembered
that I am on a cleanse.
Me too.
You know scramble
gives you the energy
for a full day of, uh...
Dipping dudes' arms in lead.
Wow.
Too soon?
Nah, it's cool.
That did take some energy.
Hey, speaking of...
That message you and Bello
sent back to Caza.
You get a response yet?
- All quiet.
- Mm-hmm.
Not for much longer, I bet.
If Jangles shows up,
it's gonna get
real bloody, real fast.
Bello's ready for him.
Bello thinks he is ready
for Jangles.
Hey, let's not forget
about Odin Rossi.
He's the connective tissue
in all this.
He's the reason Jangles
is coming in the first place.
Yep, plus Odin's still a ghost.
When Jangles can't find him,
he's gonna turn on Bello
and his crew,
and he's gonna do it
with an exclamation point.
But that's what I'm saying...
let's get Odin first,
so we have the key
to this whole thing.
Look, I know you want
to get this guy real bad, Chuck.
So do I.
I mean, if we can catch
his scent, it's all good.
Otherwise, I'd rather
not waste the energy
on the hunt, you know?
Okay. If that's
what you think is best.
Briggs, speak of the devil.
Mm?
You might be right.
Mm. Blood in the streets,
my children.
Definitely gonna
have to take a rain check
on that, uh, ghetto scramble,
Johnny.
- You sure?
- Yep.
You're missing out.
Sorry, man.
Didn't you just say
you were on a cleanse?
Hmm.
Jangles killed
Bello's number one dealer.
He can't find Odin,
so he kills the corner guy?
To try to get information?
Mm.
What's with the shoes?
Some kind of calling card?
Remember how I told you
that Jangles was gonna use
an exclamation point?
Yeah.
Look a little bit closer,
Mikey.
Those kicks are still kicking.
Wow.
It's unreal.
Yeah, that's
about as real as it gets.
Jangles is here.
Diane motel, how may
I help you?
Hey, I've got a room reserved
for tonight
for myself and a lady friend.
I'd like to make
a discreet entrance, please.
I can assure you that your
privacy is our highest priority.
That's good news.
Uh, could you leave the keys
in your ceramic planter for me?
Uh, that's
against our... policy.
What's your policy on me
giving you a $100 tip?
The white planter
or the blue one?
Blue.
Always go with blue.
Ahh.
What's up, guys?
Hope you got me loud and clear.
Yep.
Welcome, Mike.
Hey, what do you think
of my safe house?
Easy access to the freeway.
Good escape routes.
Can see every approach.
- Robusto?
- Thanks.
You seem, uh, happy.
- You seem surprised.
- Well, there's a lot going on.
They tried to scare me
with dangling feet.
And it didn't work.
No.
I've seen worse.
Kingston, bring out the case!
The federales got a hit on it?
That's great.
Can you text me the address?
I owe you one, girl.
All right, bye.
Hi.
- Hi. What's that smile?
- What?
Do I have an "I'm gonna bust
an asshole" smile on today?
That's exactly
what you have on today.
So who's the lucky asshole?
All right.
So when we first
started investigating,
we found
this Mexican shell company
that had loose ties
to Odin Rossi.
But there was never
any movement. Nothing.
Dead.
Last night,
money was taken
from the company
to pay for a motel room
in long beach.
- That's a big get.
- Right?
A little too big.
I don't...
I mean, Odin
never makes mistakes.
Hey, I've seen
perfect criminals
get cocky and screw up, so...
Oh, God.
From your mouth to God's ears.
I swear to...
See you later.
Michael's going to show you
how to use this gun.
When you are on the corner,
do not be afraid
to pull the trigger.
No one can take from you
what is yours,
if you defend it like a man!
Show them the basics.
Then send them out.
Yo, it's easy for him
not to be afraid.
He stays in the safe house.
It's messed up,
what happened to Jamal
on the corner the other day.
But the last thing Bello wants
is more bloodshed.
So that's why
we're getting bigger guns?
It's called "deterrence."
Hey, Briggs!
Yo.
Please tell me
there's some hopeful news
on the Jangles front.
I wish.
I still don't even really know
what the guy looks like.
You know?
Hmm.
Every time I saw him,
he had a bandana on his face.
Course, he always had
those damn rattling keys.
But, uh, yeah,
it's still all I got to go on.
Why? Bello's
getting nervous, huh?
He's bringing in some
intense weaponry for his boys.
And, uh, guess who gets
to train 'em?
Well, you know,
the Nigerian cowboy's
never been one to go halfway.
Yeah, meanwhile,
on the street,
there's guys with machetes...
And assault rifles.
Yeah, you just got to hang
in there, you know.
You know what?
I'm done hanging in there.
Bullets are gonna start flying,
and I trained these guys.
I'm going to the FBI,
and I'm telling them we have
more than enough on Bello.
It's time to move in.
No, you're not.
Not yet.
Keeping Bello in play
gets us closer to Jangles.
- And Odin.
- That's right.
You know, Mike, sometimes it's
all about using one monster
as bait to get the others.
I know it's tough, it's slow,
but that's
the job we signed up for.
What job is it
that you've been doing?
I am hunting down leads, okay?
I'm trying to put a face
to this dude.
I want justice,
just like you do.
Justice?
Sure you don't want vengeance?
Little bit of both, huh?
Justice for
a serial mass murderer,
and vengeance
for a sadistic bastard
who came this close
to destroying my life
with a needle.
Let's just call it "closure."
Why is Briggs
still in the field?
I gave you everything
about his addiction.
You said
you were gonna get him help.
What's goin' on?
I submitted your report
to D.C.
Until we hear from them,
keep working the plan.
I need you to do this.
You're gonna bug him?
I need you to put
the transmission in his jeep,
and the receiver,
you keep in your car.
What exactly
are we trying to find?
Briggs has been doing business
with Caza members for years.
He knows the players
intimately.
I think he's made deals
for himself.
Why would he work
with the Cartel?
They tortured him.
They got him
addicted to heroin.
And then
they just let him walk away.
Why do you think Briggs has been
so reluctant to move on Bello?
His excuse is he wants
to use Bello
"as bait to get
to the other monsters."
What he really wants is
to sell Bello out.
Yeah.
Yeah, you're probably right.
"You know, Mike,
sometimes it's all about
using one monster as bait...
to get
to the other monster."
Hey!
Everything okay in here?
I heard
a pretty dramatic crash.
Yeah.
Frame fell.
Really?
Yeah, I don't know
what happened.
Well, that's too bad.
It was the only real
"Mike Warren" decor
you had in here.
Now you're back down
to nothing.
- Back to zero.
- Come here.
What? Oh.
You know...
I have a pretty good
bullshit detector.
And, right now,
it's going off like a banshee.
You know, I...
I know that, for some reason,
you feel like
you can't really be yourself
in this house.
But I just thought maybe...
I mean, maybe if I showed you
that I was on your side,
that you could trust me.
I know you're on my side.
It's just complicated.
It's more complicated
when you keep it all inside.
You wouldn't understand.
But I'm trying to.
Good, great.
Okay, well, you just...
Keep doing everything the same,
'cause it seems to really
be working out for you.
Hello! Housekeeping!
shit
Don't move.
You either.
I didn't expect Odin Rossi
to be a woman.
That's funny,
I expected him
to look a lot like you.
Something tells me
that you have one of these also.
Maybe. I just don't show it
to just anybody.
Move to reading distance?
Rafael cortes?
You federale?
Si.
Chasing a ghost
north of the border:
That's a bold move.
Fortune favors the bold.
I showed you mine.
Ah.
FBI.
Exciting.
I cover the Caza Cartel.
They sent an assassin here
to kill Odin.
I suspect you are looking
for him also...
Ms. DeMarco?
Agent DeMarco.
Why'd you follow me in here?
I was doing surveillance.
And finally I see
some movement here.
Tell me, don't you think we find
this hotel room much too easy?
I mean, Odin, he not so sloppy.
He hasn't given me anything
to work with.
That makes the two of us.
Perhaps...
Maybe we can work together.
Get some real results.
Yeah. I have to think
about that one.
I'm a little protective
with my...
Informacion.
I understand.
Cautiousness, agent DeMarco.
You bugged
my grandfather's photo.
I trusted you.
Did you tell Briggs
about our investigation?
No.
Wanted some answers first.
Like, why the bug?
Briggs can be very seductive.
I was afraid
I was losing you to him.
I needed to know.
Well, what's the verdict?
I trust you.
You trust Briggs.
Why are you so fixated
on this case?
You've never even met Briggs.
Graceland isn't
the first house of its kind.
It isn't even the first house
of its kind for Paul Briggs.
He started a house just like
Graceland five years ago.
It was the prototype.
They called it "the estate."
Briggs never mentioned this.
I'm sure he didn't.
Is this where Briggs lived
when he was under with Caza?
And just like you,
he lived in this house
with his training agent.
Yeah. Roberto.
Is this him?
- He told you about Roberto?
- A little bit.
Said that Roberto worked
the Cartel
from the Mexican side.
Briggs, over here, running sale
and distribution in so-Cal.
That's right.
And I didn't know Briggs.
But I did know Roberto
from Quantico.
He was, uh...
He was a close friend of mine.
The kind of friend you only make
once in a lifetime.
July 2nd.
The Cartel starts making
lots of noise stateside.
- Jangles.
- That's right.
Roberto and Briggs
are under with Caza.
The bureau suspects
that they're at risk
and pull them off the case.
Tell Briggs to take a vacation.
July 3rd.
Briggs claims he went
on vacation.
July 20th.
The house burns down.
The agents inside burn with it.
Your friend?
Five of our best.
Gone.
The official FBI investigation
says it was an electrical fire,
accelerated
by improperly stored propane.
July 25th.
Briggs returns
from his so-called vacation
and finds out
that the house has burned down.
He acts devastated
when he hears about the deaths.
They give him some time
to sort himself out.
Eventually he returns.
The FBI starts a new house.
Briggs volunteers
to be the first one in.
And this is the Graceland
you live in now.
You can't think that Briggs
burned down the house.
If the FBI called it
an accident, if it's...
you know the bureau, Mike...
sometimes it's easier
for the FBI
to say it's an electrical fire
than to admit
that five agents were murdered.
Why?
When they pulled Briggs
off the case,
he could have lost all the deals
he made with Caza.
So he gave them
something they wanted.
You have no proof
that ties him to this.
The day Briggs got back
and saw the house burned...
Mmhmm?
Nine hours earlier,
there was a phone call made
to the main house line
from a payphone
on the Arizona border.
Right.
Very few people knew
that number.
It could have been
a wrong number.
Yeah, could have been.
Except that one minute later
another call was made
from the same payphone
to Lisa:
One of the agents in the house.
Everyone knew
that they were a couple,
that they were together.
He followed a lead into Mexico.
He was captured
and tortured. It...
it fits right in your timeline.
No, I don't buy it.
He lied about these calls.
Juan, you're accusing him
of murder.
But you just listen to me.
We can prove all of it.
We can prove
what really happened.
Juan, you're... you're
pathologically paranoid.
And the sick thing is
is that somebody gave you
the power to act on it.
I am your control officer.
And you're gonna help me
get Briggs.
You're gonna help me prove
all of it.
No, I'm not.
I'm out.
Agent Warren.
Mike!
Mexican man lover.
Yo, come on in.
Whew!
Johnny, what is that?
Foot sweat, man?
Really needed to do laundry
for, like, six weeks now.
Oh, yeah?
And now that Jakes
is out on his job,
I can steal his detergent.
Oh, yeah. The one
that smells like rain.
You know it.
So, uh, bro,
can we talk serious
for a minute?
Yeah.
Is there something up
with Charlie?
I mean, she's been really cagey
with me lately and...
Come on, Johnny.
Talk to me.
I know she's not over whistler.
Right.
And then the whole stuff
that happened
with you and her
at the C.I.'s house.
Yeah, what about it?
I don't wanna get in the middle
of this thing between you guys.
Johnny, that's the whole point.
I don't even know what this
thing is, man. Help me out.
Charlie got this crazy idea
that you and Odin
are connected somehow.
Me and Odin?
I know.
Look, I told her it was crazy.
- Good.
- Yeah.
Wow.
Me and Odin?
I know, I know.
Wow. The secrets
in this house, huh?
- Tell me about it.
- Unbelievable.
So look, man, back to business.
I think I wanna focus
on Jangles.
I know he's in town.
But all my leads are dead ends.
You got anything?
You know what?
I think I might have
somebody for you.
Word. That's perfect.
Let's roll right now.
I'm not sure this was
such a good idea, brah.
Well, too late now, Johnny boy.
Just, uh, introduce me
to the reason why we came.
- What's up?
- Hola.
Violeta.
A vision as always, girly.
Johnny T.
Long time no see.
Who's the friend?
I wouldn't call this guy
my friend.
You know, I wouldn't either,
actually.
I'm his brother-in-law.
I married his beautiful sister.
I didn't know
you had a sister, Johnny.
Yeah, I do, I do.
She's, like, 20 years older
than me, so...
Good thing love knows
no age, my brother.
I agree.
When it hits you, it hits you.
Hey.
Mas Tequila!
I'll be right back.
Even joking like that
ain't funny, brother.
Hey, look, man,
you're the one who said
you could help me out
with my investigation.
I didn't know it was gonna
involve chasing some skirt.
People talk to her.
She listens, she knows things.
Trust me on this one.
And that's the reason
why we're here, Johnny?
I got it bad for her, man.
Every time I see her, it's
like scratching an open wound.
Why?
What's the problem?
Violeta don't date bangers.
Oh, that's right.
You met her when you were
under with 18th street, huh?
Yeah.
She might smile
at me a lot, but that's it.
If I showed her the badge,
I might actually have a shot.
Oh, you see?
Next time,
make your cover LAPD.
The reformed banger?
Always works.
That's brilliant, dude.
Now is she gonna come back
or what?
We got an assassin
on the loose.
Patience, hermano.
Patience?
Oh, you have no idea.
Huh. Distinguished service.
Look at you.
Hey.
So how's the bar
been doing lately?
Any new faces around here
or what?
No, mostly just the regulars.
New faces get scared away
pretty fast.
Anybody around here been
talking about chopped-off feet?
- Feet?
- Yeah.
That's all anybody's
talking about around my way.
I heard a couple guys talking
like that,
but I thought they were joking.
No joke.
Freakin' savages.
- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.
Yeah, so, um, who's
the one making the jokes?
I don't want to get mixed up
in no gang shit, Johnny.
It ain't even like that.
Trust me.
There is one new face.
He's over there
in a back booth.
Can we get two more, please?
She hates me.
She does not hate you.
Look, I'm gonna go
check that out.
You just keep talking to her.
Two tacos please.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Salut.
Kung pao beef and crispy duck.
Good Chinese food
and a good cigar:
They bring out the flavor
in the other.
Hmm, that's a taste I'm gonna
have to try to believe.
What's the mood out there like?
Your men are scared.
Good.
Then they will not be
overconfident.
I don't like seeing the doubt
in your eyes, Michael.
Caza's not after you.
They sent this butcher
after Odin.
The jolly hombre.
Yeah, yeah, the "key man."
But you just... you...
you won't give up Odin.
And now, because of that,
this guy's coming after you
and coming after your men.
I'm disappointed, Michael.
I would have thought you,
of all people,
would understand
the necessity of war.
I know what's coming.
And it's worth it?
Yes, it's worth it!
My independence from Caza
is worth it!
Without it, what else am I?
You're alive.
Alive?
Why do you antagonize me?
Because...
Because you do know
what's coming.
These men...
They're gonna die.
We sent a man back to them...
- With a lead-covered...
- Stump.
There's no more talking.
There are no more deals.
Do you think
the lives of my men
mean nothing to me?
Do you think I take joy
from their bloodshed?
No.
You taught my men
how to kill the enemy.
Our victory will be
nearly as sweet for you
as it is for me.
What if I told you I was
thinking about joining the LAPD?
For real?
Yeah, for real.
Don't tell nobody, though.
Okay.
What if he finds out?
That ain't gonna be a problem.
Drink, relax.
Order's up.
Violeta.
Con permiso,
I need a moment with my brother.
- This for me?
- Yeah.
So, look, man.
One of Bello's guys
is back there
selling him out
to Caza right now.
That means Jangles
for sure knows
where Bello's safe house is at.
shit
Oh, we got to tell Mike.
Oh, yeah, yeah. For sure,
man, I'm all over it.
So call the nearest tac team.
I gotta move.
Listen to me.
You're right, okay?
Duck and smoke:
Best partners since, uh...
Butch and Sundance.
I don't like this,
uh, Butch and Sundance.
Get out of here.
No, they are too "quippy,"
I think is the word.
Now, listen, I respect
your opinion, but you're...
you're wrong!
You're dead wrong.
- The raindrops song.
- That's a good song.
Where does that belong
in a Western?
Now, Ennio Morricone:
He knew where
to put the tension.
Uh, yeah, yeah.
Good, bad, the ugly, whatever.
What?
The sprinkler's on a timer?
I don't know.
I think it's probably gonna
get some of the other guards.
And potentially damage
some expensive weapons.
Then you better go
and turn it off.
Best last line ever.
"For a moment there,
I thought we were in trouble."
Think about that.
Ah, come on.
Damn it.
All right, I need backup now.
I have multiple casualties.
No sign of a shooter.
I repeat, I need backup now.
There's someone with Bello.
You don't scare me.
Men who wear masks
are vulnerable.
I hear you burned the eyes
of your men.
Or cut off the hands
of my enemies.
I prefer the eyes.
Knife.
I have far better technique,
my friend.
Where is Odin Rossi?
You think I will help you?
Michael, kill him!
Shoot the bastard!
Bello!
Get the hell out of here!
Hyuh!
Oh, God.
Mike.
Mike, I got you, buddy.
My God.
- Did I get him?
- I think so.
Go on, find him. Go.
Next time, Mikey, next time.
Move your hand, move your hand.
Right there, right there.
- Ooh!
- Hold that there.
Enter.
Hey, guys, take care of him.
- Call the EMT.
- Right, I'm on it.
There's a wagon
in front of you guys.
Right through here.
Subject one and two in custody.
Hey.
Hey, read me my rights.
- What?
- Read me my rights.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Anything you say can
and will be used against you
in a court of law.
If you have an attorney...
Or can't afford one,
one will be appointed to you.
- Michael? Michael?
- Do you understand your rights?
Let's go.
Hey.
There's those blue eyes.
Here, here.
Uhh.
The doctor says
you're gonna survive.
It's gonna take some time,
but you'll get there.
Hope I didn't miss breakfast.
It's 5:00 P.M.
You're missing happy hour.
I assume the bear's
from Johnny?
Good guess.
He told me
to tell you not to shoot it.
Gifts and stuff, they're...
they're all from you guys?
There's nothing there
from, um...
The FBI or, you know...
Anonymous?
Um...
I...
I don't know.
What's going on?
Mike, talk to me.
We all lie for the job, but...
You guys, you can...
you can walk into Graceland
and relax and be yourself.
I can't.
Why?
Because I was placed
in Graceland
to investigate Briggs.
And now this whole thing is...
Is just out of control and...
you're a rat?
What? No.
A rat?
No, I'm not a rat.
That's not what I'm saying.
I don't even know
what to say.
You don't have to say anything.
Um, I just
have to tell somebody.
Somebody that I can trust.
You need... you need
to get your rest.
No, Paige...
- You need to get your rest.
- It's just now... no.
Paige, I'm just trying
to tell you the truth here.
I can't be here right now.
Paige, wait, please, just...
On the Jangles front.
I still don't even really know
what the guy looks like.
Every time I saw him,
he had a bandanna on his face.
Of course, he always
had those damn rattling keys.
But, uh, yeah, that's still
all I got to go on.
Why?
Bello's getting nervous.
Oh, he is.
Very, very...
You got my message.
Yes.
I was... I was very happy
to receive it.
You want?
Please.
It's very good.
Ahh.
So how about you
taking down Bello, huh?
You heard already.
Of course.
I wouldn't be good at my job
if I didn't.
You should be proud.
We are.
What's the news on your side?
The word is that, uh,
Caza is calling Jangles
back to Mexico.
Really?
Yeah, but this word
doesn't stick.
This man Jangles, he's like...
He's like an attack dog.
And he has Odin's scent.
I guarantee he's still around.
Good to know.
I mean, at least we have Bello
in FBI custody.
I could at least work Odin's
location out of him.
I got skills Jangles doesn't.
Hey, um,
ah, maybe we should put
all this, uh, agency bullshit
behind us.
- I-I think we can.
- You do?
I mean, we could
actually help each other.
Takin' down Caza, Jangles...
Odin.
Uh, it's
a beautiful relationship.
Mi informacion
es su informacion.
- Salud.
- Cheers.
Test, test.
This is agent Juan Badillo.
I am about to approach
agent Paul Briggs
regarding his role
in the deaths of five agents
in the safe house fire.
I am undercover
as the Caza mercenary...
Known as Jangles.
Yeah!
Hey.
You know what this place is?
I know
exactly what this place is.
You killed everyone here.
You know what?
You're right.
We both did.
This place
burned because of us.
Well, everyone
has his price, right?
You know, I never thought
I would find mine
at the end of a needle.
But you made sure
of that, didn't you?
Didn't you!
And you lit the match!
Stay back.
Guns now?
Fine.