SEAL Team (2017–…): Season 3, Episode 18 - Edge of Nowhere - full transcript

Previously on SEAL Team...

Will you go to work one day

and never come home?

- Sonny Quinn.
- In the flesh.

You are still my son.

I stopped being your son
the day that Mama died.

Clay was about to tell us

about STA-21.

I accepted Lindell's offer.

You want to change paths, that's
what you're gonna do, fine.

Pack your bags.



You're heading to COP Redding.

Jack Daniels!
He's got the same watch on

I gave him last time, huh?

War needs men like us.

Men like us need war.

- We lost a brother today.
- Jack Daniels.

The key leader

engagement massacre
was only the beginning.

In the ensuing two weeks,

there have been three
similar attacks

on Taliban leaders involved
in the treaty negotiations.

Most recently, a VBIED detonated
in a Kabul public square,

killing three senior Taliban
figures and 12 bystanders,

including two
American journalists.



These acts threaten to undermine
the treaty process

meant to bring stability
to this region.

They will not go unanswered.

The apparent mastermind

behind these attacks
is Taliban tribal elder

Akhtar Zahed,

a vocal opponent
in the Taliban's efforts

to broker peace
with the U.S.

Zahed's gone underground
since the KLE massacre,

but the nature of his crimes
should limit his options

for travel and safe haven
within the Taliban network.

Latest intel indicates
he remains

in Jalalabad.

- Not our guy.
- Cuff him.

Jump back in the stack.
Let's move. Move!

Get him! Get him!

Go get him!

There's no one. Empty.

Ah, they must've
just been in there.

Out! Move!
Get him out, Ray.

I got him. Come on.

Get him out.

Havoc, this is 1,
passing Cherokee and Jackpot.

Got him. Yep.

Got him?

Bravo 1, this is Havoc.

ISR shows two trucks carrying
what appears to be six armed

fighting-age males
approaching your pos.

How copy?

Copy that, Havoc.

Move!

Got enemy inbound.

- Ray, set security.
- Yep!

You're gonna tell 'em,
you're gonna get out there

and you're gonna tell your men
to back off

or my air support's
gonna melt them.

- Those are not my men.
- Call them off!

They are not here to save me.

Down.

'Bout a dozen enemy
clocking us from the back.

What's the play?

We got fewer enemy down here,
plus it looks like

enough room to get past.

That's the play. Thirty,
you get the rear with the boys.

Me and Ray will work
this problem. Got it?

Got it.

Ready!

Move vehicles!
Move, move, move, move!

Havoc, this is 1.

We pass Navajo. RTB.

Well, Bravo 1, you got your war.

Hey, Brock, give it
a rest, will you?

- Come have a drink, huh?
- Yeah, let me

Just finish working
these odor drills quick.

- Wow.
- Pooch misses once,

And he's going full
Bobby Knight on him.

Dog's good.
So is Bravo.

Bravo's back.
How 'bout that op, boys, huh?

- Yeah!
- Come on. That's the way to crush, right?

- Yes, sir.
- Full Metal.

For a second there, it looked
like we'd bag the bogeyman

- without firing a shot.
- Yeah, I'm glad it was just for a second.

It's good to get our war on.

It's finally something worth
shaving our legs for.

- Hey!
- Oh! Did...

Stop playing. Hey. Hey.

We can only hope.

Man, this PG version of
Ray Perry is a lot less fun

than the wild man I knew
who ate lead for breakfast.

I hate to disappoint you,
Thirty, but I've evolved, so...

- He's evolved.
- Yeah? You evolved

Into Mr. Belvedere.

Hey, hey.

So with this guy captured,
do peace talks continue?

I-I just can't help
but thinking that, uh,

we're putting ourselves
out of business here.

I hope not.

I ain't going back
to art school, man.

The war is not over.
We're not going anywhere.

You understand?

There's plenty for us to do
around here.

Well, sucks Clay and Sonny

had to miss this one.

Any word from Spenser?

Nope.

That Army outpost is at

the edge of the world.
The communication's spotty.

We'll hear from him soon.

Okay, look, it doesn't matter
who's here or who's not here.

Bottom line is, once the Agency
slices into that guy,

we will be grinding.

I can promise you that, so,
cheers, get it up.

- Yeah.
- Be strong.

All right.

Let's grind it out there,
Full Metal.

Come on, Spenser,
you're up next.

Yeah.
No, hard pass, Kopel.

Teenaged grunts putting holes in
me is something I try and avoid.

Ah, you're gonna want something
to remember us by

when you leave in a couple days.

Not a bloodborne disease and his
girlfriend's name misspelled.

That was one time, Lieutenant.

I think "Mee-gan" and
"Step-anie" would beg to differ.

Mounds, quiet but deadly.

What do you have left to
complete on your task list

before heading back to J-Bad?

Checked off
the outpost's combat readiness.

Site-surveyed
most of the battle space.

Just... just one thing left.

Recon on that Taliban village.

Not letting that one go.

My order's to do a full
assessment of the area.

Thought we could
night patrol down,

get some photos at daybreak.

Trying that hike again? I'm in.

Why, you hoping Batman's gonna
let you carry his cape?

Same squad of locals who've been
mortaring the outpost

every other day will hit us
as soon as we step off base.

It's not happening.

I've been mapping the points

they've been shelling us from.

There's a-a pattern
to their positions.

Now, I'd be willing to bet
that they hit us

tonight from this ridge
right here.

You really believe that?

Enough to take my rifle up to
higher ground and wait for them.

All right. Guys already think
you're the Dark Knight.

Now you gotta be
Nostradamus, too?

Well...

You caught a bad guy?

We sure did, baby girl.

A bad guy who was making it
difficult for everyone

to play nice together.

That's good, right?

So now everyone's friends there?

You can come home?

Not just yet, azizam.

I gotta be here
a little while longer.

But Daddy's being safe,

and we're gonna talk soon.

Okay.

I don't want you to die, Daddy.

Man was a hundred proof,
no chaser.

Yeah, he was.

That's for sure.
Smooth, right?

First time

I met Jack, back in '06,
he says,

"Chaplain Walker, if you are
trained in exorcisms,

I'd like to introduce you
to my wife."

You've been on the train
for a long time.

Any friend of Jack's
a friend of mine.

Jason Hayes. You
remember me, right?

- Of course. Yeah.
- Yeah.

Steel-trap memory's more of a
curse than a gift around here.

That's for sure.

Yeah.

Every name, every funeral.

Dash of forgetting
would be nice.

Nobody's gonna forget Jack.

No way.

The impact he's had here,
not gonna forget him.

Impact he had on us, sure.

You're saying that it...

He hasn't, uh, created
any kind of change around here?

For 18 years, he's been on
the right side of the, the war.

I mean, you can't just
erase that.

I think if, uh,

war and scripture
have taught me one thing,

it's that nothing is permanent,

that the only constant
is change.

Uh...

Yeah, I don't buy that.

Some things,
they live on forever.

Yeah, well, let's hope so.

See you around, Jason.

Yeah.

What the hell you doing?

Well, most of your, uh,

your fences are rotten and...

the livestock's only sticking
around out of kindness.

After that supper
the other night,

I didn't expect
to see you again.

I owe you for parts
and maintenance on the car.

That's okay. I...

It was just something to do.

Yeah. I know the drill on that.

If you want some help,
you just have to ask.

Well, I remember you more
of a hands-off type of guy.

No truce would satisfy you.

"Striking a deal
with the Great Satan America

would make us less
than groveling pigs."

Those are your words, Akhtar.

And yet, you were granted

a seat at the table
for the peace talks.

That was generous
of your Taliban brothers.

I have always made
my beliefs clear.

Mm-hmm.

You made them very clear by
cutting off the hands of those

who dared sign in peace
with the Americans.

I was not at that meeting.

Right.

Just your luck that you were
the only one who didn't show up.

Everyone else
ends up slaughtered,

and you go underground.

You didn't do it alone.

You're gonna start
listing names.

Otherwise, you are no use to us,

and we hand you back to the very
same Taliban brothers

that tried to put bullets in you
a few hours ago.

I can't imagine they'll
be so gentle this time.

Last chance.

You talk or they take you.

I was not

at that meeting
because I was warned.

You were warned.

I cautioned the others,
then I took shelter.

Okay. Who warned you?

My nephew Murad.

He is a young man here
in Jalalabad.

The group he's a part of,
they call themselves Tahara.

Who are they?

The network you will spend
the next 20 years hunting.

And Tahara, this group
is responsible for...

The KLE killings,
the other attacks.

All of it.

And they're only beginning.

It could all be a bluff.

Zahed's caught, he's flailing,
blaming his crimes on some group

he claims he knows just enough
about to make them seem scary.

- It's not a bluff.
- This network connects

a lot of the dots
I've been plotting.

I've only had one round
with Zahed.

Want to go down
rabbit holes already?

Samim.

Miss Mandy, what are you

and your friend in the mood for?

Lamb, chicken?

How about rabbit?

- Murad?
- We need to find him.

File says he works
for you, Samim.

I worried about Murad.

He has a spark of
his uncle's fury,

but I hoped he'd direct
it in a different way.

He and two
of the other young men

stopped showing up for work
a few weeks ago.

Where'd they go?

I don't know.

But they've been spending time
at a hookah lounge.

Word was,

there were meetings
going on there.

- A radicalization center?
- Rumors.

I don't know for certain.

You hear any mention of Tahara?

The wind carries new threats

every day.

It's hard to tell what's real.

It's real. And you
need to help us.

Talk to your employees,
their friends.

About Murad,
about what might be happening

- at the hookah lounge.
- No.

I can't do that. I'm sorry.

I know cooperating with us
can feel dangerous.

I've told you all I know.

If I'm going around,
asking questions...

Then you are just a concerned
boss looking out for his guys.

Trust us.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

You think that's true?

Nothing to be afraid of.

Yo.

Now, I know Jameelah's doll
was in my hooch.

Which one of y'all
has seen it? What's up?

You know, I think, uh,

the deployment's starting
to get to little Teena.

That's all him, man.

You don't ever touch anything of
mine again. You understand me?

- That's a...
- I said, "Do you understand me?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Don't touch it.

That's the Ray Perry I know.

Hey. What the
hell's going on?

Come on. Cool off.
You all right?

Yeah. After all these years,

Thirty still does not know
when to quit.

All right. Slow it down,
all right?

Hey. Breathe, man.

Come on. You two were
boys back in the day.

- Yeah, those days I don't care to go back to.
- Look, I understand.

It's not good for any of us
just to be sitting around.

We're a lot better
when we're operating.

Yeah, that's for damn sure.

Rolling up Zahed yesterday
was the first time all trip

we did anything felt like it
justified us being here.

Turns out he's not the guy.

Intel's suggesting

that there's another group
behind the attacks.

So, the one victory we have,
it turns out it's-it's nothing.

- A mistake?
- It was a mission that we crushed.

Yeah, but now we're back
to square zero.

- We don't have no idea what we're doing here.
- Hey.

We have lost our grip, J.

Speak for yourself, Ray.

Oh, right.

Whole new batch of enemies
has you thrilled.

Squeeze another 20 years
out of fighting them,

no matter what the cost.

Hey, go cool off. Take a walk.

Sorry, brother.

Hate to say it, Linus,

but I don't think
the Great Pumpkin's gonna show.

You ever go bass fishing, Kopel?

Same rule. Taliban don't come
when you're talking.

All right,
how we looking, spotter?

Uh, tree at about
a hundred yards.

Looks like wind's picking up,
blowing east to west.

Okay. At a thousand?

Dying down a bit.

Blowing opposite out there,
west to east.

Crosswind.

You let me know if it
changes direction, okay?

Copy that.

You fish back home?

Yeah, a little bit. You?

Yeah.

Yeah, I live for it.

Pike, walleye.

You name it, I'm catching it.

Good old Lake Delton, Wisconsin.

Uh, these days, though,
I feel more like the bait

than the fisherman,
if you know what I mean.

Just thrown to this outpost
to chum up these waters.

You stick your platoon in
a ditch on a mountain, man,

can't see how that wins a war.

What, so they don't
give you all the answers

when they put that cool patch
on your arm?

Not quite.

It's close to sundown.

We'll probably hear
one of these clowns

fire off from
somewhere pretty soon.

Kopel, shut up.
Look, look, look.

Mortar tube.
They're gonna light up the COP.

All right. Mounds,

if I miss, I may need you
to spot the impact

and help me correct, all right?

Got it.

All right.

I'm gonna start cutting them
from right to left, in order.

Spotter ready?

Spotter ready.

Think your LT's gonna let us
do that recon hike now?

People can say whatever they want.

They can drag their feet,
they can doubt you.

But you can ignore
the crap out of them,

'cause you were right
since you got here.

You know, you're
a far better cheerleader

than you are a runner.

You know that, right?

Painfully aware.
Especially my calves.

Hey, you want to get something to eat later?

- Yeah, sure.
- Okay.

All right.

Hey.

- Hey. Seen...
- What up?

Seen you two together
on base a few times now.

Yeah.

- Yeah?
- Yeah, Reiss is a, he's a sharp interrogator, you know?

So, it's good to pick his brain.

Yeah, ups and downs we've had,

it's good to have someone
to ride with, right?

What do you mean, ups and downs?

Well, I just heard
our big bad HVT

isn't looking so big or bad now.

That type of disappointment
warrants a distraction.

No, I'm not disappointed.
And Zahed was our distraction.

No, now I'm-I'm driving towards

what's really going on
around here.

All right, then.

It's just nice to see you have
some balance is all.

If I'm being honest,
he doesn't seem like your type.

If I'm being honest, it's
really none of your business.

And-and you know what?
What is my type?

Somebody that need somebody
to take care of them?

You know, prop them up, instead
of standing on their own?

I-I didn't say that.

- Davis, is everything all right?
- You know, I'm locked in,

I'm doing the work,
I'm getting results.

I really don't need anybody
worried about my balance.

Copy that.

You know, nobody ever questions
when you guys are all in.

Now it's my turn.

Back in senior year,

we were... What was
that guy, Pudge?

- Pudge, uh...
- Oh, McHenry.

- McHenry. You remember that?
- Mm-hmm.

You... He did that Jaeger shot.

It came back up, it was...
I mean, guy was a disaster.

There was more carnage than
I've ever seen on a battlefield.

And I believe you mean
State Senator Pudge McHenry.

No way.

- Swear it. Mm-hmm.
- You serious?

- Wow.
- Is that so hard to believe in a world

Where you just spent all day
working with your dad?

Okay, you got me.

What'd you two talk about?

Uh...

Wood and barbed wire.

It was very, very,
very Hallmark.

Yeah.

Well, I think that's a start.

Yeah, we'll see.

You know, when he comes in here

from time to time,
I get the sense

he's fishing for information
about you.

I haven't had the heart

to tell him I've been
in the dark

all these years same as him.

Hmm.

That vanishing act

you pulled,
you ever gonna tell me why?

Well, you know,
you went off to UT and...

- Hmm.
- I guess I was just reminded

Every single day of what I...

ooh, what I didn't have anymore.

I decided then that

no one could leave me...

if I left first.

So I-I just went
to the recruiting office

and I signed up.
"Hey, man, put me on a boat."

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't want you talking
me out of it. Come on.

Hey, look, it's the Navy.

You know how terrified I am
of water.

Well, you still should
have said goodbye to me.

Yeah.

There's a lot of things I should
have said to you back then.

You want to go for a drive?

- Whoa. Hey.
- Hey.

- What's up?
- Well, we need to talk.

What about?

About the Ambassador Marsden
letter situation.

Look, the, uh, truth came out.

There's nothing to
talk about. It's over.

- It's done.
- Yeah, it's far from over.

What do you mean?

State investigated their people

at the Yemen compound.

They've concluded that someone
from Bravo wrote the letter.

You're kidding me.

The brass has been, you know,

coming to a lot
of conclusions lately

that, if you ask me...
they've been off.

Yeah, well,
this is serious, Jason.

A Tier One operator
breaking classification

- to accuse the State Department of a cover-up?
- Yeah.

State Department could
kneecap this team

in a dozen different ways.

Right.

Remember when this war
was just about fighting?

Yeah. Well, I just wanted
to keep you in the loop...

Thanks.

So you won't be surprised
when this thing comes

crashing down on us.

I'll be back.

There will be a meeting
tomorrow morning.

That hookah lounge
we talked about.

All I know.

Okay, we'll need somebody
at that meeting.

Eyes and ears inside
to help us ID

the members of this network.

Your pushy boss might
have some ideas.

I need to get back to work.

You're a known and trusted
member of this community.

It's perfectly plausible
Tahara's rhetoric

- might have struck a chord with you.
- Stop!

You're gonna help
make this place safer.

Yes.

Tell my wife and son
I put myself into a room

of murderers in the interest
of safety.

I did what you asked for.

Please, leave me alone.

Your on-base vendor contracts
are up next month.

I'd hate to tell
your wife and son

that you lost your business.

You are not serious.

We all have choices to make.

So everything's good, right?

Mm.

I mean, look,
you got your asset.

You got eyes inside
of that meeting.

We're good.

Yeah, extortion's
good like that.

How you're feeling right now,

does that have anything
to do with Davis?

She, uh, force your hand at all?

- No, no. No.
- No?

My call.

Nothing I haven't done before.

Just seems like she's
been, uh, pushing it hard,

almost like she's on
some kind of warpath.

Well, we are at war.

If she's got a path to follow...

it's better than what I got.

She's staking her ground,
embracing her job

while I'm just trying
to remember how to do mine.

Coercing sources,
developing assets.

I used to enjoy that.
Whatever it took.

Right. Until Caracas.

Dr. Craig.

You see him in this guy?

I hear him.

The tremor in his voice
when he asks

if I can protect him.

The lie in mine when I answer.

Well, you can't...

We can't lose sight
of what we're doing here.

I know, but...

Opportunity to take out

a major network
before it spreads.

Nothing's gonna come for free,
that's for sure.

Tali village should be
two more klicks.

You guys holding up all right?

Imprisoned in an outpost
for ten months?

They're happy
to stretch their legs.

Amazes me you guys can
keep morale up

living in that bullet sponge.

Take it a day at a time.

Getting mortared
keeps things lively.

You guys are better
than your command deserves.

Doesn't make any sense, man.

Strand the platoon
on a desert island like this.

Obsolete tactics against
an evolving enemy.

Someone has
to maintain presence,

but I don't disagree.

Glad you're being
fast-tracked for brass,

this program you mentioned.

I imagine a West Point
ring-knocker like you

is eager to start calling
bigger shots as well.

Not in any rush.

Way I look at it, every day
out here is an education.

Something new about leadership,

combat, what makes
a war fighter.

There's still a lot
for me to learn.

They got an armored technical.

Some serious weaponry.

They look like
foreign fighters, too.

Out here?

Why would they be out here?

- Where's it coming from?
- Mounds, down!

Whoever it is down there,
they got a lookout up here.

Village is waking up,
vehicles are moving.

We need to fall back
to the outpost.

Fall back to the COP.

Fall back to the COP.

Alpha 2, this is Alpha 1.

We have troops in contact.
Do you copy?

Copy, Alpha 1.

- Spenser.
- Yeah?

Let's move.

Samim, we need a comms check.

Touch your wrist
if you can hear me.

Copy.

All right, we need you
to work the room,

get us clear visual on as many
of the men as possible.

The facial recognition won't
work unless he's closer.

Uh, Samim, can you get in
closer with the group?

We need clear looks.

Anyone familiar?

No hits on the database.

Ray, what's he saying?

"The old guard has betrayed us,

"degraded us by seeking peace
with our tormentors."

- Yeah?
- "Tahara will drain the blood from the throats

Of these fakes... "Uh, "frauds."

All right.

You're okay, Samim.
I got you.

He's beating the same drum.

"Tahara will wipe
the land clear,

"wash it with fury
so a new age can begin.

"Joining us in words
is not enough.

True devotion comes
with action."

What have they got there?

Samim, can you show us
what's in the crates?

Looks like they're gearing up.

Getting ready to hit
their next target.

Let's go.

Three! Three!

Go, go, go!

Go, go!

Set security posts
on the perimeter.

We're already there.

We're taking small-arms fire
from ten to 12 enemy

on the south and east walls.

These are Tali from the village?

We've got no idea who they are.

Get down!

Hey! Vehicle-mounted heavy gun.

Where we at with air support?

Fastest they can
get out here is an hour.

We're on our own till then.

Mandy sent me. You understand?

It'll be okay if you play
the part. Come on. Play.

Quick on the exits!

Quick on the SSE and move out.
Move!

Thirty, grab
those cell phones, laptops.

Let's go.

Right here! Right here!

- Let's check out the west wall.
- Hey!

That technical's not gonna stop
till it chews through that wall.

We're doing everything we can.

I can get an angle on the same
high-ground spot I used earlier.

You'll get devoured
before you're halfway up.

All right, then draw some fire

and buy me a minute
to make the run.

We need everyone inside
the wires. It's not Rambo time.

Look, we've got 45 minutes
till that air support gets here.

Okay? We're not gonna be
able to hold that long.

Give me a gun team and a 240
and I'll make it work.

Kopel! Mounds!

Hey, I'm telling you, trust me.

All right. Go with Spenser.

Get a 240, okay?
You stay low.

Yes, sir.

Spenser, they're not
doorkickers, they're kids.

- All right?
- Understood.

I told them to hold Samim for
two hours, then cut him loose.

Look, you know what?
He did good, all right?

Probably gonna need
a new lunch spot, though.

Sacrifices we make.

Thanks for looking out for him.

You bet.

Yo.

Hey.

Laptops and cell phones.

Consider it an olive branch
for yesterday.

Well, you know what
peace offerings

lead to around here, right?

Look, I'm really glad
you're all in.

I am. The big picture
around here

is a little fuzzy for me.

Who we're fighting and why.

I'd love for you to clarify it,
Ms. Davis.

I'm on it.

Spenser, Mounds is down!

I need help here!

Come on, buddy.

Oh, it hurts.

I can't make it stop.

- I need a medic!
- Medic's on the way.

We got you, Mounds.

Let's get him on this table.

All right. Here we go.

Easy, easy, easy, easy.

Come on.

Easy, easy, easy.
You're all right.

Get him up. Come on. Get
him up. Come on. Get him up.

Nice and easy.

Hey, Private, you with me? Hey.

Uh, yeah. Yeah.

Uh, he took those guys out.

Two shots, bang, bang.
That was crazy.

Did you see that?

How bad is it?

Well, round missed the artery.

He gonna be all right?

Looks like a scar and a story.

All right. Okay, let's get back
to the perimeter,

make sure there's
not a second wave.

All right.

Hey.

Should've given you
more than this.

Tell me about Tahara.

We know that you're
the group behind

the peace talk assassinations.

Who was your next target
going to be?

Tell me about Tahara.

The key leader engagement
attack, the hands.

Who was behind that?

Who took part in that?

Tell us about Tahara.

Who gives Tahara its orders?

Who is giving Tahara

its orders?

You're not going anywhere

until you tell me something.

Who was your next
target going to be?

The KLE killings.
Were you there?

The KLE killings.
Were you there?

I've been at this for six hours.

For 12 hours.

I've been here for 18 hours.

And I've got no problem

doing 18 more.

You get anything
from the detainees?

Every one of them was
clueless or stonewalling.

Hey, hey. Step away
from the tomato plants.

- Just keep it moving.
- All right.

You checked with
all the databases?

DIA's doing it, too,
but it takes time.

Longer than we can hold them
with our reduced resources.

You got to be kidding me.
Look at this place.

Everybody's packing up and
this country's about to explode.

Mm. We held onto the more senior
detainees, anyone with a record,

but we kicked the recruits free.

Kicked them free. All right.

You got to be kidding me.

You cracked all this open

from those laptops
and those cell phones?

Apparently, encryption

is the one weakness
in their organization,

because everything else
is beyond what we imagined.

This is a movement of operatives

from at least a dozen nations,

drawing from a seemingly
bottomless war chest

of money and arms.

We don't know anything
about these people.

Anything, till three days ago.

How does... How is that possible?

- Working theory?
- Tahara was formed

around a singular
"black swan" leader.

Someone with enough money
and influence to pull

all these elements together with
unprecedented speed and force.

The question is who.

Doesn't matter who.

They'll take their shot...
we'll take them out.

Won't be easy.

Why is that?

The last time the region
saw a group rise

with this sudden ferocity?

Go back to al-Qaeda.

Before any of us were here.

You got to let some of it go.

You can't afford to keep

this property up.

The tax bill,
the hired help you need.

All right, you want
to make some suggestions

to, uh, which acreage
I should sell first?

The hill where my folks
and your mom are buried?

Or these pastures, which have
supported this family

for the last 90 years?

Now, even though you left,
I had really hoped

that you'd remember
that you are connected here.

I do remember how good
things were once.

You, me, Mama.

But you need to accept
the fact that you cannot

manage this property all alone.

Alone was never the plan.

I was just dealt that hand.

This ranch is the Quinn legacy.

And I'm gonna sort it out.

Sort what out? Emmet,

if you don't let some of this
go, you will lose it all.

I'm gonna go wash up,
put some steaks on.

And you're more than welcome

to join me for dinner.

Well, hey, there.

Hey.

I just wanted to swing by

before you head back
to base for the week.

You know, uh, I'm gonna go
back and forth from here.

Crash in my old room.

Really?

Yeah.

Just got this, uh, this feeling
I should stay here for a while.

Spenser.

Good work, man.

We'll be back
in J-Bad by dinner.

Yeah. Doesn't feel right leaving
you guys out here like this.

As far as the enemy knows,
the death dealer

who sniped their guys
is still here.

Make them think twice
about causing trouble.

Whoever they are.

I'll have JSOC dig
into that question.

It's the least I can do after
I poked the hornets' nest.

Not on you.

You had orders to check it out.

What happened to Mounds,
that's on me.

Like I said, school's in session
every day out here.

All got things to learn.

Take care, Spenser.

All right.

Looking for something?

Yeah, a, uh,
the interpreters' quarters.

My-my friend, he...

uh, lived here.

I-I left something for him here.

Base drawdown.

Cleared out these
structures this afternoon.

Everything must go.

You know what I'm saying...

Uh-oh!

Spenser, what's up, man?

Man, it's good to see you. Hey.

Grab a drink, tell us tales
of the hinterland, brother.

What up, little buddy?

- Exactly.
- Okay.

- Welcome back.
- Thank you.

- How you doing?
- What's going on?

Hey, what's up, man? Reiss.

Uh, Davis's friend.

Gotcha. Cheers.

Yo, buddy.

Hey.

Oh, man.

How'd it go out there?

You know, we, uh,
took a little fire.

Got a little rough for a minute.

I didn't know that.

No. All good.

Look, you know...

the way I sent you off, uh,

maybe that wasn't
the best way to...

No, it was exactly
what I needed.

You know, the whole squad
on your back,

living and dying
by your calls, I mean...

I got a taste
of what that means.

What it's like to lead.

You know, what you
do every single day.

But, you know, there's some...

some things I need
to think about.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Things I'll take
with me to STA-21.

Jason.

I got to show you something.

Davis.

Say that again?

DIA got a hit on one
of our detainees.

Grozny, January.

Three Chechen extremists,
and this man.

Here he is a month
ago in Beirut,

talking to Hezbollah leaders.

The guy's a player.

Told us his name was Elham Wali.

Tea shop clerk,
never been out of J-Bad.

Meanwhile, he's been cavorting

with some of the most powerful
terrorist groups on the planet?

- Great, fine.
- Pull him from the cell,

tighten the screws,
do what we do.

- We can't.
- I'm sorry,

What do you mean, we can't?

He sold himself
as a clueless recruit.

He got released.

He got released.

Drawdown means
we couldn't hold everybody.

We may have just found
the head of the snake,

and we just let him go?

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