Without a Trace (2002–2009): Season 2, Episode 8 - Trip Box - full transcript
A fire-fighter goes missing, just after a large fire in which one of his close friends, despite having been saved from death, ends up badly injured. Although he had told his wife he was heading home, the fire-fighter disappears on...
Previously on Without a Trace:
There's a little girl up there
with her ear cut off.
- Martin!
- You sick son of a bitch.
- Martin, take it easy.
- I didn't do anything.
I swear to God, if you don't tell me...
So what went down here?
He resisted arrest, he pulled a knife,
Martin shot him.
- So it was a good shooting.
- Yes.
Scott. You've gotta get your men
out of there. Now.
The building is about to collapse.
- Scott.
- There he is.
- Give him a hand.
- We've got you.
I need more air.
Where's Scott?
- What the hell's going on in there?
- They got way ahead of me.
I lost them in the smoke.
Mike, give me a fog pattern.
- You're not going back in there.
- I can't just leave them in there.
First floor is clear. Second floor is clear.
That means they gotta be
down in the basement.
We can't send anybody else in there.
Scott has been down there
for 10 minutes, we've heard nothing.
- I'm going in.
- Chief, don't.
I got you, Billy. It's gonna be okay.
You're gonna be all right, Billy.
You hang in there, man.
Gus, you all right?
Billy's hurt bad, Dad. He's hurt bad.
I know. Come on. We gotta go.
It's hard to understand.
Scott MacAllister pulls two of his men
out of a three-alarm fire...
and then just disappears.
- Post-traumatic stress?
- Normally I would consider that...
except MacAllister called his wife
right after the fire...
and said he'd be home in an hour.
He just never made it.
Patrick Finn. I'm the Chief.
- Danny Taylor, FBI.
- Jack Malone.
We appreciate you being here.
Scott is the heart and soul
of this company.
I understand that you were at the fire
two nights ago.
I got there late,
but I saw what happened at the end.
I've been at this job for 23 years
and never seen anything like that.
How long has Scott been in the company?
Eight years.
He was fast-tracked to captain
out of the academy.
Three commendations for valor.
Chief,
it's a break in protocol for a fireman...
to leave the scene of a fire, isn't it?
We're trying to figure out what happened.
Would you excuse us for a minute?
Could I have a word with you in private,
please?
I'm sorry about my colleague.
He's a little eager.
Look, I know that this is tough on you
and your department.
But when somebody goes missing...
it's my job to conduct
a thorough investigation.
I'll do my best not to dig into places
that I don't need to...
but I'm gonna need your full cooperation.
My son, Gus, was in that fire,
and he wouldn't have made it out...
if it weren't for Scott.
- I will do whatever it takes to find him.
- Okay.
Now, is it possible that there was some
mismanagement of procedure in the fire?
Scott MacAllister would be the last person
to run away from a mistake.
Something has happened to Scott.
Otherwise he'd be in the hospital
right now, waiting to see about Billy.
Look, I gotta go.
Look, it sounds to me like
MacAllister took off on his own.
Is this really one of ours?
It's ours until I say it's not.
It's the least we can do for these guys.
Scott MacAllister, 34 years old...
born and raised in the Bronx...
attended public school and City College.
Moved to Brooklyn, '92,
married Tracy Caldwell in '94...
two kids, six and four.
Makes around $82,000 a year as a captain.
Financial problems?
He's stretched pretty thin,
but his credit is good.
Few thousand in savings,
college fund for the kids.
He even finds a few extra bucks
to donate to local charities...
and he's very active in the community.
We get anything interesting
from the firehouse?
Well, these guys are no different from us.
No matter what the internal politics...
when somebody
from the outside comes in...
they tend to close up ranks.
So we have to be very careful
and very sensitive...
about how we push for answers.
We've checked
with the city attorney's office.
There's no open investigations
into this department.
I'm not suggesting
any improprieties within the firehouse...
but I guarantee you, somebody there
knows more than they're saying.
I've sent Danny
to speak to the fire inspector...
so he can get a better sense
of what went down there.
Sam, I want you to dig deeper
into Scott's finances.
And, you two. I need to have
a private word with you both.
The head of the OPR called me.
It appears that there are inconsistencies
in the statements...
surrounding the shooting last week.
- In our statements?
- No, not yours.
The little girl from the drop house claims...
you found her
before the shots were fired, not after.
She's obviously confused.
Okay. Nonetheless,
the OPR is gonna interview you again.
- That's fine.
- Fine.
In the meantime,
I want you to go to the hospital.
There's a lot of firemen there
sitting vigil for Billy Molina.
Talk to them.
See if they can keep their stories straight.
Viv, like I said before,
you don't have to do this.
- I'm the one who shot the guy.
- And I was the senior agent on the scene.
We go back and change our stories now,
we're dead.
- Look, just hold on a minute.
- Martin, get a grip.
Your father's deputy director.
This comes out,
who do you think they're gonna hang first?
- I still think we should tell Jack.
- Why? So he can lie for us?
It's too late.
This is so scary.
Ever since I met Scott...
I've lived in fear that
something would happen to him in a fire...
and I prepared myself for the worst.
But I never considered
that anything like this could happen.
For him to go missing out of the blue,
I don't know what that means.
After the fire that night, you spoke to him.
Yes. He called.
That's what I can't figure out.
He'd called,
and he said he was coming home.
I'd never heard him sound like that before.
He was really out of it.
- Billy got hurt.
- Oh, my God. How bad?
- He may not make it.
- What? What happened?
Scott, what happened? Are you okay?
Are you hurt?
I'm getting out, Trace. You were right.
Scott, we don't have to talk about that
right now. Where are you?
- Scott.
- I'm sitting in the car.
- Well, come home, okay?
- Yeah.
I love you.
I love you, too. Just come home.
Scott?
He's been in a lot of fires...
but I've never,
never heard him talk about quitting.
Do you think
that there was something else going on?
Like what?
Financial problems,
a personality conflict at the firehouse?
No. Scott's men worship him,
and the people in the community...
they know everything he does.
How is your relationship
with your husband?
We're fine.
What about Gus and Billy?
How were their relationships?
Billy's single, and Gus...
he lost his house...
and his wife took the kids
to live with her mother in Houston.
He's been living with us for a while.
He had nowhere else to go.
Really. How long?
- About three months.
- Three months. Wow.
They must be really close.
It's a lot more than that.
They owe each other their lives.
How so?
It was a house fire about six years ago.
It was their first big fire,
and a roof caved in on them.
They were all trapped.
They only got out
sharing the same tank of air.
Scott and I have a great marriage,
and he's a great father...
but sometimes I feel like the bond...
between those guys
is more important to them than anything.
Yeah.
Look at him.
The doctor says he may not make it.
They're purposely keeping him in a coma.
If he were awake, the pain...
Excuse me.
Another agent just spoke to Scott's wife.
The night of the fire, he told her
that he was gonna quit the department.
- Scott said that?
- Any idea why?
No, he would never...
This job is his life.
Apparently, after the fire that night,
something changed.
He must've got spooked.
Look, I know this is hard...
but can you try and walk us through
what happened?
It was a bad one.
The whole place was going up
like a tinderbox.
Warehouses like that...
lots of times there's homeless people
living in the basement.
So Billy and I,
we went down there to make sure.
The roof caved in and...
Billy was trapped.
And I was...
I was running out of air.
Oh, God, help me!
Billy!
Scott came out of nowhere.
Billy, Gus, where the hell are you guys?
Over here, Scott. Help me! Oh, my God!
He's hurt.
Billy, I'm gonna get you out of here,
all right?
I got you, man. You hang on.
- It hurts.
- I got you.
It's okay, buddy. I got you.
Billy.
We're gonna make it, okay?
Get me out of here.
- Scott! Over here, I'm over here.
- Gus!
Gus, where are you?
- Scott!
- Gus!
- Over here!
- Gus!
The building's going down.
We gotta get out of here.
- Come on!
- Okay!
- Come on! Let's go!
- Okay!
I should be dead.
I never would've made it out of there
if it weren't for Scott.
Once you made it out, did you see Scott?
No, I came right to the hospital
to see about Billy.
Right.
You have any idea
where he may have been going...
since he didn't go right home?
Sorry, I have no idea.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for Lou Morelli...
- the fire inspector.
- I know who he is. I work with him.
And I'm wondering...
why you're contaminating
our investigation scene.
I'm Danny Taylor. I'm with the FBI.
I'm working on the Scott MacAllister case.
Lou's not in
and won't be back for a couple of hours.
- How long have you worked for Lou?
- Excuse me?
Well, the whole territorial,
protective thing.
You're new here, aren't you?
As a matter of fact, I am.
I'm also very patient.
Lou would have thrown you out by now.
Good thing for me
that you're here and Lou's not.
Can you please tell me
how this fire got started?
Two minutes and I'm out of your hair.
Promise.
Point of origin is here.
Short fuse.
Spark catches inside the wall, and poof.
One short
and the whole building goes up in flames?
That's because
that short triggered another one.
- Where?
- Upstairs, in the main switchboard.
- How new are you at this?
- Third generation.
Four brothers in Ladder Company 22.
Where was the rescue?
Ceiling beam came down,
fell on top of Molina.
Finn was crawling in through here...
couldn't get to him
through all the smoke...
and MacAllister ran in, saved the day.
MacAllister came from all the way
upstairs to down here?
Yeah.
Took real cojones. And skill.
Thank you.
Jack.
We just got a new charge
on Scott's credit card.
Victor's Bar, 1:00 a.m.,
the night he disappeared.
- Let's pay them a visit.
- Yeah.
- You know this guy?
- Yeah, of course. Scotty MacAllister.
I believe that he was in here
two nights ago.
I don't know. It was my night off.
Nicky, come here.
- Scott MacAllister in here Thursday night?
- Yeah. Sure.
How was he?
Anything unusual about his behavior?
He was pretty shook up about that fire.
Came here to tie a few on.
Left pretty drunk. It's not like him.
- Come on, Nick. One more, man.
- Can't do it, man.
Call you a cab.
Come on. It's for your own good.
I'm sorry.
Look, I'm fine, okay? Really. Look.
- You swear?
- Yeah. Come on.
I'm five minutes from home.
All right.
Thanks.
He's five minutes from home,
and he never makes it?
If it was a serious accident...
it would've had to be reported
in the police logs.
Yeah, I checked. Nothing came up.
Maybe it wasn't reported.
Maybe he walked away from the accident.
I think we should check
with all the towing services.
Okay.
- I got the call about 2:15 in the morning.
- From who?
Just a guy. Called from the road.
I figured it's the owner of the car.
We got out there, we found the car,
smashed headfirst into a pole.
- No driver.
- So you had it towed anyway?
You know
you're supposed to notify the police.
I sent my guys out there
at 2:30 in the morning.
I don't want them to get stiffed.
Besides I figured whoever called it in...
is gonna show up for his car
sooner or later.
Sam. Take a look at this.
Looks like he was hit from behind
multiple times.
Somebody was trying
to run him off the road.
I checked with Scott's wife.
When he left that morning...
there was no damage
to the rear of the car.
So these are definitely fresh.
Analysis of the skid marks indicate that
he'd been hit several times from behind.
Now, the odd thing is
there's no blood anywhere.
I traced the call.
It was placed at 2:21 a. M...
from a pay phone, four blocks away
from where the accident occurred.
I don't think this is an accident
that you walk away from.
Maybe the guy that ran him off the road
stopped, picked him up...
put him in the car, took off,
stopped at a pay phone...
- called the towing service...
- Towed the car away...
got rid of the evidence.
- Do we have any prints off this car?
- Not yet.
Is Scott a drinker?
According to his wife, no.
Occasional beer at the company barbecue,
that's about it.
I don't get it. If he's not a drinker,
why's he getting bombed at Victor's Bar?
Maybe he was there waiting for someone.
This is what we found in the bag
in Scott's car.
Haven't determined what it is yet.
Looks like it got burned up pretty badly
in the fire.
That's why I think you should take it to
the fire inspector, get him to check it out.
It's what we call a trip box.
It's a homemade device designed
to short out an electrical socket.
Plug it into the wall,
it sucks in all the electricity...
overloads the outlet box, and bam.
So it looks like bad wiring,
and then you blame the electrician?
Only one problem for the arsonist.
It doesn't always go up in the fire.
- So where'd you get this?
- Scott MacAllister's car...
which was wrapped around a pole.
- I'm gonna need to keep this.
- No can do.
You see, this is part
of an ongoing federal investigation.
I'm sure you understand.
- Of course...
- I knew there was gonna be an "of course."
...I need the radio transmissions
from that night.
- They're still under review.
- That's too bad.
I imagine you walking
into your boss's office with this...
he might be pretty impressed.
But, if you're not interested...
So, you were a probie
at Engine Company 17.
I was, till a couple of weeks ago.
According to your record,
you were on the fast track.
What happened?
I saw something I wasn't supposed to.
You told Gus? Why would you tell him?
I couldn't keep it in anymore.
The guilt was killing me.
What did he say?
He wasn't happy about it,
but he forgave me.
- He forgave you for screwing his wife?
- It was done between them...
way before I got involved with her.
He understands that. He's over it.
He is, is he?
She just sent the divorce papers over
this morning.
You should've seen him.
He was crying like a baby.
We're supposed to look out for each other.
I know. I'm sorry. I blew it.
I told him I'd do whatever I had to
to make it up to him.
You'd better.
What the hell are you doing?
Get back to work.
Up until then,
Scott was always great to me.
He took me under his wing,
showed me the ropes.
Then three days after that,
he gave me my walking papers.
Said they didn't have any room
in the budget for me...
but he offered to recommend me
to another company.
Okay. I just got off the phone
with Gus's wife in Houston.
She confirms that after she kicked Gus out
this summer...
she had a fling with Billy.
Said Billy cut it off
when Scott found out about it.
Now, it turns out, the reason
Gus's wife booted him in the first place...
the reason they lost the house...
he had a big gambling problem.
Okay, so Gus has two motives for arson.
One, money.
Two, he wanted to get rid of Billy
for sleeping with his wife.
- Fire is a great way to cover a murder.
- Right.
Scott ends up with the trip box because
he figures out what Gus was up to.
Let's find out more
about the owner of the warehouse...
- and let's bring Gus in.
- Okay.
No sign of him.
- I'm sorry, could you excuse me?
- Sure.
- Hey.
- Is Gus there?
Not anymore, but he was.
Chief.
Do you have some news?
I need to ask you some questions
about your son.
Let's step outside.
Did you know that your son, Gus,
was having serious financial difficulties?
He's had some tough spots.
Sure. So what?
Did you know he has a gambling problem?
- Who told you that?
- His wife.
Well, Lisa only said that
so she can get the kids in the divorce.
- Gus does not have a problem.
- Really?
Then why has he been living
on Scott's couch...
for the last three months?
You know what a fireman's salary is.
He got in over his head.
He wouldn't accept any help from me.
- But he's getting back on his feet.
- Yeah, and I think I know how.
We found a trip box in Scott's car.
What the hell are you saying?
That Scott set the fire?
No. I think Gus set the fire.
Scott found the trip box,
kept it as evidence.
Gus knew about it and decided
to take matters into his own hands.
You don't know
what the hell you're talking about.
- Those guys live for each other.
- Billy Molina was sleeping with Gus's wife.
I thought you said you wouldn't go digging
anyplace that you didn't need to.
I thought you said
you were gonna help me where you could.
Well, we will just go talk to Gus
and straighten this situation out.
He's gone. He went to Scott's house
a couple of hours ago...
packed up his stuff, and took off.
- Gus did not do anything to Scott.
- Then why is he on the run?
Jersey state troopers picked him up
at a turnpike 80 miles from Brooklyn.
- What kind of condition was his car in?
- Minor damage to the front.
Forensics are checking it
to see if anything matches...
with Scott's rear bumper.
How's his alibi holding up?
Well, doctors checked him
for smoke inhalation at 11:00 p. M...
released him at 3:00 a. M...
so, unless he snuck out,
it's pretty rock-solid.
Viv.
I know that there's something going on
between you and Martin.
If you're covering for him,
I can't protect you.
I don't need you to protect me.
Good news. Your alibi checked out.
Brought you some water.
I told you guys.
- I don't understand why you were running.
- I wasn't running.
I just needed to get out of town
for a couple of hours.
You know, clear my head
after everything that was happening.
Yeah, I understand. I really do.
Especially knowing
that Scott was an arsonist.
- What?
- Scott set fire to that warehouse.
Do you have any idea
who might have hired him?
Nobody. There was no arson.
We found a trip box in his car.
It's possible that whoever hired him
is responsible for his disappearance.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I just thought you'd like to know
that Billy's come out of the coma.
My agents are talking to him as we speak.
Are you sure that there's nothing
that you wanna tell me?
Scott is a fireman, not an arsonist.
Would you mind sticking around
for a while?
There may be some other questions
we need to ask you later.
- Yeah, sure.
- Thanks.
- Viv, anything from Forensics?
- No match.
The car that hit Scott's
was a silver-gray BMW.
Gus drives a red Honda.
Jack,
I got the information on that warehouse.
It had been on the market
for almost a year.
Asking price dropped to $2 million,
still no bites.
The insurance policy pays $3 million.
- That's pretty convenient for the owner.
- Owners. It's a real-estate group.
Six different partners.
One of them wouldn't happen to drive
a silver BMW, would he?
I'm on it.
Can't live without me?
I've been listening
to those radio transmissions.
I wanna run something by you.
Scott went into the building at 10:04 p.m.
This sequence starts at 10:05.
Scott, come in. Come in, Scott.
That's the chief, Finn.
I don't have them yet.
- That's Scott.
- Right.
And that's the last we hear from him
until about 10 minutes later.
I got Gus and Billy in the basement!
We're coming up the stairs now!
Was there something wrong
with Scott's radio?
No. That's the cleaned-up version
of his message.
It was so garbled up at the time...
Finn and the others couldn't hear it
from outside the building...
but Scott was transmitting.
And that's the only message he sent...
- while he was in the fire.
- Right.
So he goes into a burning building
to find Gus and Billy...
but he doesn't use his radio once
to contact them.
Because he doesn't have to.
- He knows where they are.
- In the basement...
getting the trip box back.
Which means they are in on it together.
- Chief Finn.
- I'd like to talk to my son.
One of my agents is with him right now.
- Have you charged him with something?
- Not yet.
Can I talk to you in private?
Of course. Come to my office.
I lied to you before.
Gus has a gambling problem,
and I knew it.
Scott came to me about it last week
and asked me to do something.
- It's out of control, Chief.
- He's living with you.
- Can't you keep your eye on him?
- I can do what I can...
but I can't watch him 24-7.
I love Gus more than anything,
but I have tried.
There's nothing I can say
that's gonna make him change.
You can threaten him.
Tell him if he doesn't shape up,
you'll suspend him.
- It's just gonna make matters worse.
- It might just wake him up.
Nothing else has.
All right. I'll talk to him.
- So did you talk to him?
- No.
- Why not?
- I wanted to.
I just kept putting it off.
We have reason to believe
that all three men are involved...
including Scott.
To burn a building,
to put other men at risk...
Scott would never allow that,
not even for Gus.
- Jack.
- Excuse me.
Meet Stuart Turner,
one of the owners of the warehouse.
He also happens to drive
a silver-gray BMW.
Let's bring him in.
- We want to make a deal.
- We're all ears.
We'll make a plea on the arson charge...
but he has nothing to do
with this missing fireman.
Then how do we account for the fact
that his silver-gray BMW...
ran a fireman off the road?
- It's not his anymore. He gave it away.
- Really?
It was a down payment for setting the fire.
- A down payment to whom?
- To Victor Cartwright.
He's the one who set all this up.
He owns a bar in Canarsie.
- Near the firehouse.
- Great.
Let's get a drink.
- Hi. Where's Victor?
- I haven't seen him.
- When do you expect to see him?
- Probably not for a couple of hours.
Thanks for your help.
Jack.
I think I just figured out
where Gus Finn does his gambling.
Gentlemen.
- What's the game?
- Seven stud.
This game open to everybody?
Law enforcement,
members of the fire department, maybe?
Yeah, we heard about Billy Molina.
It's a real shame.
- You know Gus Finn or Scott MacAllister?
- Not really. No.
You know, we can finish this conversation
at the FBI headquarters...
which is a real pain in the ass,
'cause we have to fill out paperwork...
call up the IRS,
talk about undeclared earnings.
It's up to you.
We can do it here or there.
What do you wanna do?
All right. Gus Finn used to live back here.
But he outstayed his welcome
a few weeks ago.
Your call.
That's enough, Gus.
He's bluffing. I've got him beat.
That's $10,000, man.
- I got him beat.
- Walk away.
Let him play the hand, Scott.
Yeah. Just let me play the hand.
Call you. $10,000.
Queens full.
And I'll expect my money now.
I don't have it.
What do you mean, you don't have it?
You're $50,000 in the hole tonight.
$50,000? Gus, what are you doing, man?
- It's all right, fellas. I'll cover it.
- No, that's all right, Victor.
- We'll get the money.
- When?
- I don't know, but we'll scrape it together.
- Not good enough.
I'll cover it.
You and I, we'll work something out.
So I don't know
how Gus was ever gonna pay him back...
- but that's not my problem. Is it?
- No, I guess it's not.
Good afternoon, gentlemen.
So that was how it all started.
What do you wanna do with those guys?
We should break up the game,
get those guys out of here...
before Victor gets back.
- Make it look like a Vice bust.
- Okay.
There's someone here
that wants to talk to you.
If it gets to be too much,
you just hit this button, okay?
Five minutes.
My name's Martin Fitzgerald.
I'm with the FBI.
Your friend Scott MacAllister's
been missing for nearly three days.
He never made it home
the night of the fire.
He saved me. Saved my life.
We know that Victor Cartwright
hired you guys to burn that building...
in order to cover Gus's gambling debt.
I need to know. Was Scott involved?
No.
Then how did he know
you were in the basement?
He was supposed to do it with us.
- It's just an empty warehouse.
- Damn it, Gus, do you hear yourself?
I do this one thing, I get out of my hole...
I have enough extra to get my house back.
This goes against everything
that we believe in...
all that we stand for.
- We wanna do this?
- Look, he needs it.
I get back on my feet.
I have a little extra in my pocket.
I get back with Lisa, my family.
You don't have to deal with me
on your couch anymore.
We'll be there.
We can control this fire,
make sure nobody gets hurt.
Just this one time.
Nobody's gonna get hurt, Scott.
- So Scott agreed.
- At first.
But the day of the fire,
he said he couldn't go through with it.
He wanted us to call it off.
- Gus said he would, but he didn't.
- And you went along with it anyway.
I owed Gus.
You owed him
because you slept with his wife.
Why don't you tell me
what happened in the fire...
when Scott found you?
We went down to the basement
to grab the trip box.
That's when everything went wrong.
I got you, man. You hang on.
- It hurts.
- I got you.
It's okay, buddy. I got you.
Billy.
We're gonna make it, okay?
Get me out of here.
- Scott! Over here, I'm over here.
- Gus!
Gus, where are you?
- Scott!
- Gus!
- Over here!
- Gus!
The building's going down.
We gotta get out of here.
- Come on!
- Okay!
- Come on! Let's go!
- Okay.
Scott grabbed the trip box
and got me out of there.
We know that after the fire,
Scott went to Victor's.
- Victor's?
- Yeah.
He hung around there
for a couple of hours...
but Victor never showed up,
so he took off.
But Victor was waiting outside for him.
He followed him...
- and then he ran him off the road.
- He followed him?
The only thing we can figure is that...
- Gus was the one who tipped him off.
- No.
- No, Gus would never...
- No?
No.
Not even if he knew
that Scott was gonna turn you in?
Scott would never turn him in. Ever.
And Gus would die
before he let anything happen to Scott.
Scott grabbed that box to protect us.
He did it to protect us.
Time's up.
Please, find him.
Thanks.
I called my lawyer, and I don't think
it's such a good idea we talk anymore.
You don't need to talk.
You need to sit down and listen.
- I spoke with Billy.
- Billy? He's okay?
He died 15 minutes ago.
But he told us everything, Gus.
- Oh, God.
- Scott's probably dead, too.
Both your friends are dead because of you.
They risked everything for you.
We found the trip box in Scott's car.
Not yours.
That means he's the one going down
for arson.
You know what that means
to Scott's wife and kids.
They don't get the pension.
They don't get a cent because of you.
So either way, you're going to jail, man.
But this is your chance
to do something right for your friend.
What do you want me to do?
Give us a beer, will you?
- Thank you.
- Well, you don't look too good.
What's on your mind, Gus?
I need my money.
I told you you'd get it...
when I collect my share.
- I need it now.
- What's the hurry?
It's only a couple of more days.
The feds are onto us.
I gotta get out of here.
They don't have anything on us...
unless you or Billy opened your mouths.
Whatever you did with Scott,
we gotta move the body...
and we gotta move it tonight.
And then we've gotta get out of here.
If they had anything on us,
they would've brought us in by now.
Relax.
You don't wanna do this?
I'll do it myself.
But I can't take any chances.
Did you talk to Billy?
Billy's dead.
It's just me.
All right.
You can take it easy, kid.
You don't need to worry about Scott.
I got him in another warehouse
over in Flatbush.
I got another team going over tomorrow,
light the place up.
Won't be anything left of him.
Hey, you okay? You all right?
You look sick.
Everybody move into position. Let's go.
Keep your hands
where we can see them, Gus.
Slowly put your hands behind your back.
Behind your back, nice and slow.
He's gone.
All right. Let's go.
- You okay?
- No.
Excuse me.
I just wanted to tell you
how truly sorry I am.
Thank you.
If there's a fund, I know a lot of people
that would like to make a contribution.
That's very kind,
but really, it's not necessary.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
- Tracy?
- Excuse me.
I'm so sorry.
I get back with Lisa, my family.
You don't have to deal with me
on your couch anymore.
We'll be there.
We can control this fire,
make sure nobody gets hurt.
Just this one time.
Nobody's gonna get hurt, Scott.
So that's it.
Do you have anything else to add?
Now is the time.
That's it.
Your turn.
There's a little girl up there
with her ear cut off.
- Martin!
- You sick son of a bitch.
- Martin, take it easy.
- I didn't do anything.
I swear to God, if you don't tell me...
So what went down here?
He resisted arrest, he pulled a knife,
Martin shot him.
- So it was a good shooting.
- Yes.
Scott. You've gotta get your men
out of there. Now.
The building is about to collapse.
- Scott.
- There he is.
- Give him a hand.
- We've got you.
I need more air.
Where's Scott?
- What the hell's going on in there?
- They got way ahead of me.
I lost them in the smoke.
Mike, give me a fog pattern.
- You're not going back in there.
- I can't just leave them in there.
First floor is clear. Second floor is clear.
That means they gotta be
down in the basement.
We can't send anybody else in there.
Scott has been down there
for 10 minutes, we've heard nothing.
- I'm going in.
- Chief, don't.
I got you, Billy. It's gonna be okay.
You're gonna be all right, Billy.
You hang in there, man.
Gus, you all right?
Billy's hurt bad, Dad. He's hurt bad.
I know. Come on. We gotta go.
It's hard to understand.
Scott MacAllister pulls two of his men
out of a three-alarm fire...
and then just disappears.
- Post-traumatic stress?
- Normally I would consider that...
except MacAllister called his wife
right after the fire...
and said he'd be home in an hour.
He just never made it.
Patrick Finn. I'm the Chief.
- Danny Taylor, FBI.
- Jack Malone.
We appreciate you being here.
Scott is the heart and soul
of this company.
I understand that you were at the fire
two nights ago.
I got there late,
but I saw what happened at the end.
I've been at this job for 23 years
and never seen anything like that.
How long has Scott been in the company?
Eight years.
He was fast-tracked to captain
out of the academy.
Three commendations for valor.
Chief,
it's a break in protocol for a fireman...
to leave the scene of a fire, isn't it?
We're trying to figure out what happened.
Would you excuse us for a minute?
Could I have a word with you in private,
please?
I'm sorry about my colleague.
He's a little eager.
Look, I know that this is tough on you
and your department.
But when somebody goes missing...
it's my job to conduct
a thorough investigation.
I'll do my best not to dig into places
that I don't need to...
but I'm gonna need your full cooperation.
My son, Gus, was in that fire,
and he wouldn't have made it out...
if it weren't for Scott.
- I will do whatever it takes to find him.
- Okay.
Now, is it possible that there was some
mismanagement of procedure in the fire?
Scott MacAllister would be the last person
to run away from a mistake.
Something has happened to Scott.
Otherwise he'd be in the hospital
right now, waiting to see about Billy.
Look, I gotta go.
Look, it sounds to me like
MacAllister took off on his own.
Is this really one of ours?
It's ours until I say it's not.
It's the least we can do for these guys.
Scott MacAllister, 34 years old...
born and raised in the Bronx...
attended public school and City College.
Moved to Brooklyn, '92,
married Tracy Caldwell in '94...
two kids, six and four.
Makes around $82,000 a year as a captain.
Financial problems?
He's stretched pretty thin,
but his credit is good.
Few thousand in savings,
college fund for the kids.
He even finds a few extra bucks
to donate to local charities...
and he's very active in the community.
We get anything interesting
from the firehouse?
Well, these guys are no different from us.
No matter what the internal politics...
when somebody
from the outside comes in...
they tend to close up ranks.
So we have to be very careful
and very sensitive...
about how we push for answers.
We've checked
with the city attorney's office.
There's no open investigations
into this department.
I'm not suggesting
any improprieties within the firehouse...
but I guarantee you, somebody there
knows more than they're saying.
I've sent Danny
to speak to the fire inspector...
so he can get a better sense
of what went down there.
Sam, I want you to dig deeper
into Scott's finances.
And, you two. I need to have
a private word with you both.
The head of the OPR called me.
It appears that there are inconsistencies
in the statements...
surrounding the shooting last week.
- In our statements?
- No, not yours.
The little girl from the drop house claims...
you found her
before the shots were fired, not after.
She's obviously confused.
Okay. Nonetheless,
the OPR is gonna interview you again.
- That's fine.
- Fine.
In the meantime,
I want you to go to the hospital.
There's a lot of firemen there
sitting vigil for Billy Molina.
Talk to them.
See if they can keep their stories straight.
Viv, like I said before,
you don't have to do this.
- I'm the one who shot the guy.
- And I was the senior agent on the scene.
We go back and change our stories now,
we're dead.
- Look, just hold on a minute.
- Martin, get a grip.
Your father's deputy director.
This comes out,
who do you think they're gonna hang first?
- I still think we should tell Jack.
- Why? So he can lie for us?
It's too late.
This is so scary.
Ever since I met Scott...
I've lived in fear that
something would happen to him in a fire...
and I prepared myself for the worst.
But I never considered
that anything like this could happen.
For him to go missing out of the blue,
I don't know what that means.
After the fire that night, you spoke to him.
Yes. He called.
That's what I can't figure out.
He'd called,
and he said he was coming home.
I'd never heard him sound like that before.
He was really out of it.
- Billy got hurt.
- Oh, my God. How bad?
- He may not make it.
- What? What happened?
Scott, what happened? Are you okay?
Are you hurt?
I'm getting out, Trace. You were right.
Scott, we don't have to talk about that
right now. Where are you?
- Scott.
- I'm sitting in the car.
- Well, come home, okay?
- Yeah.
I love you.
I love you, too. Just come home.
Scott?
He's been in a lot of fires...
but I've never,
never heard him talk about quitting.
Do you think
that there was something else going on?
Like what?
Financial problems,
a personality conflict at the firehouse?
No. Scott's men worship him,
and the people in the community...
they know everything he does.
How is your relationship
with your husband?
We're fine.
What about Gus and Billy?
How were their relationships?
Billy's single, and Gus...
he lost his house...
and his wife took the kids
to live with her mother in Houston.
He's been living with us for a while.
He had nowhere else to go.
Really. How long?
- About three months.
- Three months. Wow.
They must be really close.
It's a lot more than that.
They owe each other their lives.
How so?
It was a house fire about six years ago.
It was their first big fire,
and a roof caved in on them.
They were all trapped.
They only got out
sharing the same tank of air.
Scott and I have a great marriage,
and he's a great father...
but sometimes I feel like the bond...
between those guys
is more important to them than anything.
Yeah.
Look at him.
The doctor says he may not make it.
They're purposely keeping him in a coma.
If he were awake, the pain...
Excuse me.
Another agent just spoke to Scott's wife.
The night of the fire, he told her
that he was gonna quit the department.
- Scott said that?
- Any idea why?
No, he would never...
This job is his life.
Apparently, after the fire that night,
something changed.
He must've got spooked.
Look, I know this is hard...
but can you try and walk us through
what happened?
It was a bad one.
The whole place was going up
like a tinderbox.
Warehouses like that...
lots of times there's homeless people
living in the basement.
So Billy and I,
we went down there to make sure.
The roof caved in and...
Billy was trapped.
And I was...
I was running out of air.
Oh, God, help me!
Billy!
Scott came out of nowhere.
Billy, Gus, where the hell are you guys?
Over here, Scott. Help me! Oh, my God!
He's hurt.
Billy, I'm gonna get you out of here,
all right?
I got you, man. You hang on.
- It hurts.
- I got you.
It's okay, buddy. I got you.
Billy.
We're gonna make it, okay?
Get me out of here.
- Scott! Over here, I'm over here.
- Gus!
Gus, where are you?
- Scott!
- Gus!
- Over here!
- Gus!
The building's going down.
We gotta get out of here.
- Come on!
- Okay!
- Come on! Let's go!
- Okay!
I should be dead.
I never would've made it out of there
if it weren't for Scott.
Once you made it out, did you see Scott?
No, I came right to the hospital
to see about Billy.
Right.
You have any idea
where he may have been going...
since he didn't go right home?
Sorry, I have no idea.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for Lou Morelli...
- the fire inspector.
- I know who he is. I work with him.
And I'm wondering...
why you're contaminating
our investigation scene.
I'm Danny Taylor. I'm with the FBI.
I'm working on the Scott MacAllister case.
Lou's not in
and won't be back for a couple of hours.
- How long have you worked for Lou?
- Excuse me?
Well, the whole territorial,
protective thing.
You're new here, aren't you?
As a matter of fact, I am.
I'm also very patient.
Lou would have thrown you out by now.
Good thing for me
that you're here and Lou's not.
Can you please tell me
how this fire got started?
Two minutes and I'm out of your hair.
Promise.
Point of origin is here.
Short fuse.
Spark catches inside the wall, and poof.
One short
and the whole building goes up in flames?
That's because
that short triggered another one.
- Where?
- Upstairs, in the main switchboard.
- How new are you at this?
- Third generation.
Four brothers in Ladder Company 22.
Where was the rescue?
Ceiling beam came down,
fell on top of Molina.
Finn was crawling in through here...
couldn't get to him
through all the smoke...
and MacAllister ran in, saved the day.
MacAllister came from all the way
upstairs to down here?
Yeah.
Took real cojones. And skill.
Thank you.
Jack.
We just got a new charge
on Scott's credit card.
Victor's Bar, 1:00 a.m.,
the night he disappeared.
- Let's pay them a visit.
- Yeah.
- You know this guy?
- Yeah, of course. Scotty MacAllister.
I believe that he was in here
two nights ago.
I don't know. It was my night off.
Nicky, come here.
- Scott MacAllister in here Thursday night?
- Yeah. Sure.
How was he?
Anything unusual about his behavior?
He was pretty shook up about that fire.
Came here to tie a few on.
Left pretty drunk. It's not like him.
- Come on, Nick. One more, man.
- Can't do it, man.
Call you a cab.
Come on. It's for your own good.
I'm sorry.
Look, I'm fine, okay? Really. Look.
- You swear?
- Yeah. Come on.
I'm five minutes from home.
All right.
Thanks.
He's five minutes from home,
and he never makes it?
If it was a serious accident...
it would've had to be reported
in the police logs.
Yeah, I checked. Nothing came up.
Maybe it wasn't reported.
Maybe he walked away from the accident.
I think we should check
with all the towing services.
Okay.
- I got the call about 2:15 in the morning.
- From who?
Just a guy. Called from the road.
I figured it's the owner of the car.
We got out there, we found the car,
smashed headfirst into a pole.
- No driver.
- So you had it towed anyway?
You know
you're supposed to notify the police.
I sent my guys out there
at 2:30 in the morning.
I don't want them to get stiffed.
Besides I figured whoever called it in...
is gonna show up for his car
sooner or later.
Sam. Take a look at this.
Looks like he was hit from behind
multiple times.
Somebody was trying
to run him off the road.
I checked with Scott's wife.
When he left that morning...
there was no damage
to the rear of the car.
So these are definitely fresh.
Analysis of the skid marks indicate that
he'd been hit several times from behind.
Now, the odd thing is
there's no blood anywhere.
I traced the call.
It was placed at 2:21 a. M...
from a pay phone, four blocks away
from where the accident occurred.
I don't think this is an accident
that you walk away from.
Maybe the guy that ran him off the road
stopped, picked him up...
put him in the car, took off,
stopped at a pay phone...
- called the towing service...
- Towed the car away...
got rid of the evidence.
- Do we have any prints off this car?
- Not yet.
Is Scott a drinker?
According to his wife, no.
Occasional beer at the company barbecue,
that's about it.
I don't get it. If he's not a drinker,
why's he getting bombed at Victor's Bar?
Maybe he was there waiting for someone.
This is what we found in the bag
in Scott's car.
Haven't determined what it is yet.
Looks like it got burned up pretty badly
in the fire.
That's why I think you should take it to
the fire inspector, get him to check it out.
It's what we call a trip box.
It's a homemade device designed
to short out an electrical socket.
Plug it into the wall,
it sucks in all the electricity...
overloads the outlet box, and bam.
So it looks like bad wiring,
and then you blame the electrician?
Only one problem for the arsonist.
It doesn't always go up in the fire.
- So where'd you get this?
- Scott MacAllister's car...
which was wrapped around a pole.
- I'm gonna need to keep this.
- No can do.
You see, this is part
of an ongoing federal investigation.
I'm sure you understand.
- Of course...
- I knew there was gonna be an "of course."
...I need the radio transmissions
from that night.
- They're still under review.
- That's too bad.
I imagine you walking
into your boss's office with this...
he might be pretty impressed.
But, if you're not interested...
So, you were a probie
at Engine Company 17.
I was, till a couple of weeks ago.
According to your record,
you were on the fast track.
What happened?
I saw something I wasn't supposed to.
You told Gus? Why would you tell him?
I couldn't keep it in anymore.
The guilt was killing me.
What did he say?
He wasn't happy about it,
but he forgave me.
- He forgave you for screwing his wife?
- It was done between them...
way before I got involved with her.
He understands that. He's over it.
He is, is he?
She just sent the divorce papers over
this morning.
You should've seen him.
He was crying like a baby.
We're supposed to look out for each other.
I know. I'm sorry. I blew it.
I told him I'd do whatever I had to
to make it up to him.
You'd better.
What the hell are you doing?
Get back to work.
Up until then,
Scott was always great to me.
He took me under his wing,
showed me the ropes.
Then three days after that,
he gave me my walking papers.
Said they didn't have any room
in the budget for me...
but he offered to recommend me
to another company.
Okay. I just got off the phone
with Gus's wife in Houston.
She confirms that after she kicked Gus out
this summer...
she had a fling with Billy.
Said Billy cut it off
when Scott found out about it.
Now, it turns out, the reason
Gus's wife booted him in the first place...
the reason they lost the house...
he had a big gambling problem.
Okay, so Gus has two motives for arson.
One, money.
Two, he wanted to get rid of Billy
for sleeping with his wife.
- Fire is a great way to cover a murder.
- Right.
Scott ends up with the trip box because
he figures out what Gus was up to.
Let's find out more
about the owner of the warehouse...
- and let's bring Gus in.
- Okay.
No sign of him.
- I'm sorry, could you excuse me?
- Sure.
- Hey.
- Is Gus there?
Not anymore, but he was.
Chief.
Do you have some news?
I need to ask you some questions
about your son.
Let's step outside.
Did you know that your son, Gus,
was having serious financial difficulties?
He's had some tough spots.
Sure. So what?
Did you know he has a gambling problem?
- Who told you that?
- His wife.
Well, Lisa only said that
so she can get the kids in the divorce.
- Gus does not have a problem.
- Really?
Then why has he been living
on Scott's couch...
for the last three months?
You know what a fireman's salary is.
He got in over his head.
He wouldn't accept any help from me.
- But he's getting back on his feet.
- Yeah, and I think I know how.
We found a trip box in Scott's car.
What the hell are you saying?
That Scott set the fire?
No. I think Gus set the fire.
Scott found the trip box,
kept it as evidence.
Gus knew about it and decided
to take matters into his own hands.
You don't know
what the hell you're talking about.
- Those guys live for each other.
- Billy Molina was sleeping with Gus's wife.
I thought you said you wouldn't go digging
anyplace that you didn't need to.
I thought you said
you were gonna help me where you could.
Well, we will just go talk to Gus
and straighten this situation out.
He's gone. He went to Scott's house
a couple of hours ago...
packed up his stuff, and took off.
- Gus did not do anything to Scott.
- Then why is he on the run?
Jersey state troopers picked him up
at a turnpike 80 miles from Brooklyn.
- What kind of condition was his car in?
- Minor damage to the front.
Forensics are checking it
to see if anything matches...
with Scott's rear bumper.
How's his alibi holding up?
Well, doctors checked him
for smoke inhalation at 11:00 p. M...
released him at 3:00 a. M...
so, unless he snuck out,
it's pretty rock-solid.
Viv.
I know that there's something going on
between you and Martin.
If you're covering for him,
I can't protect you.
I don't need you to protect me.
Good news. Your alibi checked out.
Brought you some water.
I told you guys.
- I don't understand why you were running.
- I wasn't running.
I just needed to get out of town
for a couple of hours.
You know, clear my head
after everything that was happening.
Yeah, I understand. I really do.
Especially knowing
that Scott was an arsonist.
- What?
- Scott set fire to that warehouse.
Do you have any idea
who might have hired him?
Nobody. There was no arson.
We found a trip box in his car.
It's possible that whoever hired him
is responsible for his disappearance.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I just thought you'd like to know
that Billy's come out of the coma.
My agents are talking to him as we speak.
Are you sure that there's nothing
that you wanna tell me?
Scott is a fireman, not an arsonist.
Would you mind sticking around
for a while?
There may be some other questions
we need to ask you later.
- Yeah, sure.
- Thanks.
- Viv, anything from Forensics?
- No match.
The car that hit Scott's
was a silver-gray BMW.
Gus drives a red Honda.
Jack,
I got the information on that warehouse.
It had been on the market
for almost a year.
Asking price dropped to $2 million,
still no bites.
The insurance policy pays $3 million.
- That's pretty convenient for the owner.
- Owners. It's a real-estate group.
Six different partners.
One of them wouldn't happen to drive
a silver BMW, would he?
I'm on it.
Can't live without me?
I've been listening
to those radio transmissions.
I wanna run something by you.
Scott went into the building at 10:04 p.m.
This sequence starts at 10:05.
Scott, come in. Come in, Scott.
That's the chief, Finn.
I don't have them yet.
- That's Scott.
- Right.
And that's the last we hear from him
until about 10 minutes later.
I got Gus and Billy in the basement!
We're coming up the stairs now!
Was there something wrong
with Scott's radio?
No. That's the cleaned-up version
of his message.
It was so garbled up at the time...
Finn and the others couldn't hear it
from outside the building...
but Scott was transmitting.
And that's the only message he sent...
- while he was in the fire.
- Right.
So he goes into a burning building
to find Gus and Billy...
but he doesn't use his radio once
to contact them.
Because he doesn't have to.
- He knows where they are.
- In the basement...
getting the trip box back.
Which means they are in on it together.
- Chief Finn.
- I'd like to talk to my son.
One of my agents is with him right now.
- Have you charged him with something?
- Not yet.
Can I talk to you in private?
Of course. Come to my office.
I lied to you before.
Gus has a gambling problem,
and I knew it.
Scott came to me about it last week
and asked me to do something.
- It's out of control, Chief.
- He's living with you.
- Can't you keep your eye on him?
- I can do what I can...
but I can't watch him 24-7.
I love Gus more than anything,
but I have tried.
There's nothing I can say
that's gonna make him change.
You can threaten him.
Tell him if he doesn't shape up,
you'll suspend him.
- It's just gonna make matters worse.
- It might just wake him up.
Nothing else has.
All right. I'll talk to him.
- So did you talk to him?
- No.
- Why not?
- I wanted to.
I just kept putting it off.
We have reason to believe
that all three men are involved...
including Scott.
To burn a building,
to put other men at risk...
Scott would never allow that,
not even for Gus.
- Jack.
- Excuse me.
Meet Stuart Turner,
one of the owners of the warehouse.
He also happens to drive
a silver-gray BMW.
Let's bring him in.
- We want to make a deal.
- We're all ears.
We'll make a plea on the arson charge...
but he has nothing to do
with this missing fireman.
Then how do we account for the fact
that his silver-gray BMW...
ran a fireman off the road?
- It's not his anymore. He gave it away.
- Really?
It was a down payment for setting the fire.
- A down payment to whom?
- To Victor Cartwright.
He's the one who set all this up.
He owns a bar in Canarsie.
- Near the firehouse.
- Great.
Let's get a drink.
- Hi. Where's Victor?
- I haven't seen him.
- When do you expect to see him?
- Probably not for a couple of hours.
Thanks for your help.
Jack.
I think I just figured out
where Gus Finn does his gambling.
Gentlemen.
- What's the game?
- Seven stud.
This game open to everybody?
Law enforcement,
members of the fire department, maybe?
Yeah, we heard about Billy Molina.
It's a real shame.
- You know Gus Finn or Scott MacAllister?
- Not really. No.
You know, we can finish this conversation
at the FBI headquarters...
which is a real pain in the ass,
'cause we have to fill out paperwork...
call up the IRS,
talk about undeclared earnings.
It's up to you.
We can do it here or there.
What do you wanna do?
All right. Gus Finn used to live back here.
But he outstayed his welcome
a few weeks ago.
Your call.
That's enough, Gus.
He's bluffing. I've got him beat.
That's $10,000, man.
- I got him beat.
- Walk away.
Let him play the hand, Scott.
Yeah. Just let me play the hand.
Call you. $10,000.
Queens full.
And I'll expect my money now.
I don't have it.
What do you mean, you don't have it?
You're $50,000 in the hole tonight.
$50,000? Gus, what are you doing, man?
- It's all right, fellas. I'll cover it.
- No, that's all right, Victor.
- We'll get the money.
- When?
- I don't know, but we'll scrape it together.
- Not good enough.
I'll cover it.
You and I, we'll work something out.
So I don't know
how Gus was ever gonna pay him back...
- but that's not my problem. Is it?
- No, I guess it's not.
Good afternoon, gentlemen.
So that was how it all started.
What do you wanna do with those guys?
We should break up the game,
get those guys out of here...
before Victor gets back.
- Make it look like a Vice bust.
- Okay.
There's someone here
that wants to talk to you.
If it gets to be too much,
you just hit this button, okay?
Five minutes.
My name's Martin Fitzgerald.
I'm with the FBI.
Your friend Scott MacAllister's
been missing for nearly three days.
He never made it home
the night of the fire.
He saved me. Saved my life.
We know that Victor Cartwright
hired you guys to burn that building...
in order to cover Gus's gambling debt.
I need to know. Was Scott involved?
No.
Then how did he know
you were in the basement?
He was supposed to do it with us.
- It's just an empty warehouse.
- Damn it, Gus, do you hear yourself?
I do this one thing, I get out of my hole...
I have enough extra to get my house back.
This goes against everything
that we believe in...
all that we stand for.
- We wanna do this?
- Look, he needs it.
I get back on my feet.
I have a little extra in my pocket.
I get back with Lisa, my family.
You don't have to deal with me
on your couch anymore.
We'll be there.
We can control this fire,
make sure nobody gets hurt.
Just this one time.
Nobody's gonna get hurt, Scott.
- So Scott agreed.
- At first.
But the day of the fire,
he said he couldn't go through with it.
He wanted us to call it off.
- Gus said he would, but he didn't.
- And you went along with it anyway.
I owed Gus.
You owed him
because you slept with his wife.
Why don't you tell me
what happened in the fire...
when Scott found you?
We went down to the basement
to grab the trip box.
That's when everything went wrong.
I got you, man. You hang on.
- It hurts.
- I got you.
It's okay, buddy. I got you.
Billy.
We're gonna make it, okay?
Get me out of here.
- Scott! Over here, I'm over here.
- Gus!
Gus, where are you?
- Scott!
- Gus!
- Over here!
- Gus!
The building's going down.
We gotta get out of here.
- Come on!
- Okay!
- Come on! Let's go!
- Okay.
Scott grabbed the trip box
and got me out of there.
We know that after the fire,
Scott went to Victor's.
- Victor's?
- Yeah.
He hung around there
for a couple of hours...
but Victor never showed up,
so he took off.
But Victor was waiting outside for him.
He followed him...
- and then he ran him off the road.
- He followed him?
The only thing we can figure is that...
- Gus was the one who tipped him off.
- No.
- No, Gus would never...
- No?
No.
Not even if he knew
that Scott was gonna turn you in?
Scott would never turn him in. Ever.
And Gus would die
before he let anything happen to Scott.
Scott grabbed that box to protect us.
He did it to protect us.
Time's up.
Please, find him.
Thanks.
I called my lawyer, and I don't think
it's such a good idea we talk anymore.
You don't need to talk.
You need to sit down and listen.
- I spoke with Billy.
- Billy? He's okay?
He died 15 minutes ago.
But he told us everything, Gus.
- Oh, God.
- Scott's probably dead, too.
Both your friends are dead because of you.
They risked everything for you.
We found the trip box in Scott's car.
Not yours.
That means he's the one going down
for arson.
You know what that means
to Scott's wife and kids.
They don't get the pension.
They don't get a cent because of you.
So either way, you're going to jail, man.
But this is your chance
to do something right for your friend.
What do you want me to do?
Give us a beer, will you?
- Thank you.
- Well, you don't look too good.
What's on your mind, Gus?
I need my money.
I told you you'd get it...
when I collect my share.
- I need it now.
- What's the hurry?
It's only a couple of more days.
The feds are onto us.
I gotta get out of here.
They don't have anything on us...
unless you or Billy opened your mouths.
Whatever you did with Scott,
we gotta move the body...
and we gotta move it tonight.
And then we've gotta get out of here.
If they had anything on us,
they would've brought us in by now.
Relax.
You don't wanna do this?
I'll do it myself.
But I can't take any chances.
Did you talk to Billy?
Billy's dead.
It's just me.
All right.
You can take it easy, kid.
You don't need to worry about Scott.
I got him in another warehouse
over in Flatbush.
I got another team going over tomorrow,
light the place up.
Won't be anything left of him.
Hey, you okay? You all right?
You look sick.
Everybody move into position. Let's go.
Keep your hands
where we can see them, Gus.
Slowly put your hands behind your back.
Behind your back, nice and slow.
He's gone.
All right. Let's go.
- You okay?
- No.
Excuse me.
I just wanted to tell you
how truly sorry I am.
Thank you.
If there's a fund, I know a lot of people
that would like to make a contribution.
That's very kind,
but really, it's not necessary.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
- Tracy?
- Excuse me.
I'm so sorry.
I get back with Lisa, my family.
You don't have to deal with me
on your couch anymore.
We'll be there.
We can control this fire,
make sure nobody gets hurt.
Just this one time.
Nobody's gonna get hurt, Scott.
So that's it.
Do you have anything else to add?
Now is the time.
That's it.
Your turn.