- No kidding.
A big freakin' gator stuffed
with 20 keys of H on the roof. [person laughs]
Now, we're driving up some dirt road,
car's bobbing around.
I'm hanging out-- hanging on to the tail
trying to keep this thing from falling off...
- Come on. - Trying to make the drop.
Meantime, my cousin is screaming,
they will make kill of us.
[laughs] This guy-- the second he gets scared,
he forgets his English.
[laughter]
- Luka, you--you're insane.
- I'm fun. It's different.
- See, I think we established I'm the fun one.
- I know. You are.
- [chuckles]
- That's why I'm glad we reconnected, blondie.
- Me too.
- My dude.
- She's fine. - I think Luka Simovic agrees.
- Can you focus?
We're trying to take down a major narco family.
- I am just more worried about Scola's family.
- Look, Nina worked Luka back in the day as a UC
on a fugitive task force, okay?
The guy's a beta.
She's got him wrapped around her finger.
- I'll be right back.
- Mm-hmm. - Okay.
[clears throat]
[cell phone buzzing]
- Okay, the meet is gonna be in 20 minutes.
- Nina, he's coming back.
- Hi. - Hi.
- [chuckles] - Sorry.
- Yeah. - Just got to...
[sighs]
Uh, listen, I, um--uh...
I got a work thing I got to attend to.
- Oh. - Um...
- Are you trying to reach your sales target?
[both chuckle] - Always.
How about, uh, I go handle business,
and, uh, we meet back at my place later for a drink?
I have other refreshments, too.
- Oh, your place, huh?
I feel like I barely know you. - What you talking about?
We used to party before you split for Miami.
- Wait. Wait, wait, wait, what if I want to watch you work?
- Ashley, girl, are you testing me?
- Always. Come on, listen, we can roll together.
And then I can make sure you're not just talking a big game.
- I'm not just talking.
You're with a player right now.
- Prove it.
Or I can go home and curl up with a good book.
- Wow.
[scoffs] Come on.
- Ashley is fun.
- Okay, this is good.
This is what we were aiming for.
Nina talked herself into the big show,
putting us one step closer to our goal,
which you will remember is to document Luka Simovic
moving felony amounts of heroin and then flipping him
against his father, Drago, czar of the Simovic clan.
And if you haven't heard, there is chatter
that he is about to flood the tri-state area
with black tar heroin.
But you know what?
I don't think we're gonna let him do that, do you?
- Jubal. - Yeah.
- SWAT wants a meet location.
- Uh, uh, oh, yeah?
Well, we can't give 'em what we don't have.
Hey, SWAT, you'll know it when we do.
Our agents are tailing Luka's car.
When he lands at the location,
they'll get into position to record the deal.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Ta-da.
- Money? I thought you moved weight.
- Tonight I'm picking up a present.
Stay here.
This guy, he-- he don't like surprises.
Be right back.
♪ ♪
- Jubal, heads up-- our intel was wrong.
Luka isn't dealing tonight. He's buying.
- Well, either way, we arrest him transacting,
and it's leverage.
- Jubal, we don't have a line of sight,
and there's no way we can roll this van in there
without being seen.
- Well, the JOC doesn't have any cams in that lot either,
so we have no eyes up, which means
we cannot record the deal, people.
- Okay, so we pivot--we pull Luka over on the way home
and arrest him for possession with intent.
- No. I didn't spend the last two months
getting close to this guy to not catch him in the act.
- We have no choice with no cams on the surveillance van.
- We don't need 'em.
I'm gonna record him on my button cam.
- No, Nina, do not do that. It's too risky.
- Be prepared to move in.
- Scola, it's fine. She's got-- - OA, please!
♪
- Luka.
Aren't you gonna introduce me to your friend?
- Hey, I told you to come alone.
- Whoa, whoa, relax. She's just a good time.
- Hi. I'm Ashley.
- See what I mean? Now, let's get this done.
Yours ain't the only deal I want to close tonight.
[chuckles] [truck tailgate opens]
Whoo! Big boy.
That's what I'm talking about.
♪ ♪
- This what you're looking for? - I got to admit--
I didn't think you'd actually be able to find it.
[laughs]
- Good, 'cause the price just went up.
- What just happened?
- Luka's connect just changed the terms.
- What the hell, bro? We had a deal.
- You need it today.
Rush delivery means premium pricing.
- [sighs] - 40 more.
- [scoffs, groans]
- Luka. Hey.
We didn't come all this way to not close the deal, right?
I mean, if we did, I--
- No, no, no.
This...
this was my old man's Royal Oak, okay?
That should cover your 40 and then some.
We good? - Yeah, we're good.
- Please just get a look at the drugs and get out of there.
- Okay, you made me an accomplice.
Show me what we bought. - Oh, you're curious?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
- Mm-hmm. - Are you ready?
[drums hands on tailgate, laughs]
♪ ♪
[engine revving, tires screeching]
♪ ♪
- Who the hell is that?
- Jubal, someone just crashed our meet.
Did SWAT jump the gun? - No, negative! It's not us!
[engine revving, tires screeching]
[gunfire] - Hey! Back! Get back!
- Someone's ripping off the deal.
- Luka! It's not worth risking your life.
Let's go!
- If I go back to my dad empty-handed,
I won't have a life. - Hey.
♪ ♪
- Get the money.
[gun clicks] - Come on! Come on!
- Give me this. - Hey, hey, hey, go!
[tires squealing]
♪ ♪
- Where did you put it?
We got to get out of here.
Ashley, we got to go.
- Yeah, fun's over.
♪ ♪
You're under arrest.
♪ ♪
- So a rip crew just swooped in
and murdered Luka Simovic's supplier
and then made off with the score.
And they also fired on an undercover federal agent.
And while that last part really gets my goat,
uh, the missing contraband is really the issue at hand.
We have an APB for a black BMW X6 out now.
All right, folks, are we any closer
to figuring out who hijacked our sting
and made off with that case?
- Uh, about that case.
I don't think Luka was buying heroin tonight.
Fingerprints taken at the scene of the crime
ID the man Luka was meeting as Graham Renner, 45.
He wasn't a dealer. He was a fence.
- So Luka Simovic could've been buying anything,
from stolen goods--
- Yeah, to a--to a partridge in a pear tree.
- Yeah, except our goal was to flip Luka to get to his father.
If he was buying a partridge,
there's nothing illegal about that.
And now we have nothing to flip him with.
- Right. Well, we got six hours
before we have to put this guy
in front of a judge or kick him.
I guess we should use what little leverage we have
to see if we can get him to tell us what was in that case.
Yeah? - Yeah.
- All right.
- Well, that was some mess back there, huh?
- Yeah, well, it was my job to work Luka for intel.
Now we got one dead and no leads?
I should be in there, okay?
I mean, I know him better than anybody after these few months.
I know his insecurities. I can get him to talk.
- Honey, don't take this the wrong way,
but I think that you're the last person
that he's gonna talk to right now.
Besides, I think we've taken on enough risk for one night,
don't you?
- [scoffs] Okay, would you say that to any other agent?
- Are you any other agent, Nina?
Or are you the mother of our child?
- Hmm.
[door buzzes, opens] - Where's Ashley?
I'd like to give her a piece of my mind.
- Why don't you start by answering our questions first?
What was in the case, Luka? - Vintage porno mags.
- Oh, that's really funny. - Yeah, I thought so.
- You know, the faster you talk, the sweeter the deal.
- [chuckles] I'm not gonna do your job for you.
Okay? It's embarrassing. - Well, you would know.
- Oh, what's that supposed to mean?
- You're a grown man still taking orders from your dad.
- [chuckles] Don't forget about his brother.
- Oh, yeah, right. He's a capo now.
Aren't you older than him?
- That's got to sting a little bit,
taking orders from your little brother.
- Everybody knows your dad thinks you're a joke.
What's he gonna say when he finds out
you walked a Fed right into the middle of a deal?
- We're gonna find out what you bought.
This is your only chance to help yourself.
- Charge me or don't.
I'm not saying another word.
♪ ♪
- All right, so Luka's not talking.
So how do we find this crew that scooped this deal?
Is there anyone out there celebrating
a big score tonight?
NYPD, I'm looking at you. No?
- Well, whoever was behind this rip
had to know when and where it was taking place.
- Maybe a leak on Luka's side of the deal?
- Okay, just finished dumping Luka's phone.
Seems before contacting the fence,
he reached out to a local Brazilian crew
about procuring something special.
- Right, right, so he calls around,
says he has 300K to pony up for a present...
- And unwittingly tips off this Brazilian crew
of a lucrative deal about to go down.
- Right, I mean, it's as good a theory as any.
- Maybe more than a theory. - Hmm?
- I'm looking at security footage
from outside the bar where Luka and Nina were at.
Check out what's parked across the street.
- Oh, black BMW X6.
Can we run that plate? - On it.
[keys clacking]
Yeah, registered to a José Santos in Astoria.
Whoa. José is a known associate of Trem Bala--
bad, bad guys.
- Get a team to Astoria.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- [whispering] Okay. Three, two, one.
[normal voice] FBI. Show me your hands.
Show me your hands.
[Latin rap music playing]
♪ ♪
Hey.
Hey, hey.
Hey!
Show me your hands.
♪ ♪
Put it down, nice and easy.
That's it.
Get out.
♪
- Maggie, I found what's in the case.
You need to see this.
- Is that what I think it is?
Is that a rocket launcher?
- An M-95 Stinger.
♪ ♪
[door buzzes]
- No wonder you didn't want to talk, Luka.
You're a terrorist.
You bought a Stinger missile system.
That's a violation of 18 U.S. code 2332G--
the unlawful purchase of a missile
designed to take down an aircraft.
That is 25 years before upgrades.
- What are you doing with a missile?
Unless it's for your dad.
Well, that would make sense--
why you haven't contacted your family lawyer.
Are you trying to get off the hook without him finding out?
- You don't know my family.
- Luka, we're booking you.
Your face is gonna be all over the news.
Your dad's gonna see it.
You're finished.
- You want me to roll on my dad?
Fine.
Hell, I'll even do you one better.
But I need assurances first-- witness protection.
- We could talk to the AUSA, if you start talking right now.
What does your dad want with a Stinger?
- You know what happened to the Jalisco Cartel?
- Of course.
Federales took out their top boss, Jorge Ortega,
and their whole C-suite
when they shot their plane out of the air last month,
all thanks to an anonymous tip.
- What if I told you
the Stinger's a gift for the new boss?
- The DEA has no record
of the cartel appointing a new boss.
- No, you've been warring with that family for a decade.
Why would you be giving them a present now?
- 'Cause it's rude to show up to a wedding without a gift.
[suspenseful music]
It's a merger.
My family and Jalisco, united in holy matrimony.
My little bro Nikola
is marrying Jorge Ortega's daughter.
And to mark the occasion,
my dad and Jalisco are negotiating a deal.
They front us $500 million worth of product,
we double their money.
- So the missile is a symbolic gesture
in case the cartel wants to pay back
the Mexican government for killing their leadership.
- My family's way of showing solidarity.
- Luka says the wedding is happening this afternoon
at his father's estate in Orient Point.
- Oh, okay. Did Luka ID the new leader of Jalisco?
- No, he says he has no idea.
Claims his father, Drago,
has been dealing with them directly.
- Right. Well, the JOC's digging in.
But whoever the new leader is,
a merger between these two families...
- Would be disastrous. - Yeah.
All right, folks, so we know the what, where, and why
of this criminal merger,
but we still need the who, so where are we
with identifying the new Jalisco boss?
- Former leader was Jorge Ortega,
but it can't be any of his known capos.
They were all killed last month
when Federales shot their plane down.
- With a Stinger missile, right?
- Luckily, we've got SIGINT.
DEA wiretaps of the Ortega family
suggest the new leader is Carlos Ortega, Jorge's brother.
- All right.
- Lives in Madrid,
been a fringe presence in the cartel up till now.
- Okay, so little bro's first act as new cartel leader
was to broker a ceasefire with the Simovic clan
by marrying off his niece.
- Yeah, followed by negotiating
one of the biggest narcotics deals in history.
- Right, so all we have to do to stop it is figure out a way
to infiltrate one of New York's most heavily guarded estates
and record the deal between these two criminal enterprises.
[sighs]
- So, according to Luka, we're gonna be entering
through this corridor down here,
but the event is gonna be held in this room.
- So what makes you think Luka isn't gonna double-cross you
the second he walks the two of you into this wedding?
- It's gonna work, all right? Trust me.
- Oh, I trust you, completely. - Are you sure?
Because you're acting
like I haven't already considered the risks.
- Yeah, I was just hoping maybe we could consider them together
before you decide to volunteer to storm Omaha Beach.
- You don't really sound like an agent right now.
- No? What do I sound like right now, then?
- Like an overbearing husband.
- Well, we both know that that's not the case,
seeing as how we're not married, okay?
Look, I'm not gonna apologize
for holding you to a deal that we made.
We have an agreement.
One of us takes a high-risk case,
the other one takes the bench so...
our son doesn't risk losing both of us.
- Yeah, you're right.
So go home.
- Uh... [clears throat]
Uh, so the Stinger missile for Jalisco, it's a gift?
- Yeah, which is why Luka can't go to the party empty-handed.
But we're obviously not gonna give him a weapon of war.
- Great. That's why I deactivate it.
Now officially the world's most expensive paperweight.
But I'm also gonna install this audio transmitter
magnetically sealed under the launcher.
- And what if they have an RF blocker?
- Good question. Thought about that.
This device, it can be switched
from transmit to local record if needed.
- Okay, so all we have to do is make sure
that that case gets into the room
where Drago and Carlos's deal is going down.
- That's right.
As long as this thing is in range,
JOC will get everything. - Okay.
And when we get audio and visual confirmation,
we'll come in with SWAT, take down both organizations.
- Sounds good. - Works for me.
- Scola?
- Sounds good.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
- Okay, we have got you five-by on audio and visual.
- This plan could go sideways 100 different ways,
but I'm here with you, man. - Thanks, dude.
Look, I'm sorry about snapping at you last night
in the van, okay?
It was not okay.
- Don't worry about it, man.
- Thanks.
♪ ♪
- [sighs] - Are you okay?
- Yeah. I mean, we did it to ourselves, right?
What do they always say?
- Well, never date a fellow agent, for starters.
- That's the one.
- Luka, who are these girls?
- They're FBI.
♪ ♪
- [chuckles]
- [laughing]
The look on his face!
Ooh, ooh. Relax.
It's a party, bro.
And you are standing in my house.
I bring in who I want and what I want.
Now, please, Bogdan...
show my guests some respect.
♪ ♪
- Apologies, ladies.
But all guests must turn in their phones.
♪ ♪
- Gentlemen, over there, with me.
- Luka?
Mm.
Oh.
What kind of game are you trying to run here?
- I got you in, didn't I?
- Well, just remember--
you only get a deal if we make it out alive.
- With what we came for.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Look happy. [Maggie and Nina chuckle]
- [chuckles]
- I don't see Carlos Ortega.
- Maybe he's not here yet.
If he was, you'd know it.
All right, so my dad does all his deals in the smoking room.
So, if it's okay...
I'm gonna go place the gift now?
- Then you come right back.
No funny business--otherwise, you can kiss Witsec goodbye.
- You already got me by the balls, blondie.
No need to keep squeezing.
- Hmm. - Have fun.
[Maggie and Luka chuckle]
- Hmm.
Okay, OA, we're inside.
No sign of Carlos Ortega yet.
[garbled] There's more wedding guests
than we anticipated-- 40, maybe 50.
- Maggie.
- Repeat, Maggie. Repeat.
- OA?
- Nina, can you hear me? What the hell is happening?
- Must be a signal jammer. Jubal, we lost eyes and ears.
- Same on our end. We're completely blind.
For now, Maggie and Nina are on their own.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- All right, folks, we have two agents adrift
and a jammer blocking all comms.
So what is our plan to get back on track?
Can we tap into the estate's security-camera system?
- Will be tricky, but we can try.
- Jubal, this is not safe.
We need to pull them out of there now.
- No, we cannot risk walking into a buzz saw.
- Then we extract them quietly.
- These are two violent cartels on high alert.
They hear our footsteps, this is gonna turn into a bloodbath.
- Okay, so you want us to just sit in here on our hands.
Is that it, Jubal?
- That's not what we're doing, Scola.
We're gonna locate the jammer, restore communication.
For now, you need to await further instructions.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- If our comms are down,
that means the bug inside the case is jammed up, too,
so we can't record the deed.
- No. No, no, no. There's the local record mode.
All I need to do is--
- Hey, the gift is in place.
- The plans have changed.
Your family is scrambling our comms.
I need to get back in there and switch it over.
- Are you trying to get us killed?
- Your freedom depends on it.
- Okay down the hall, third room on your left.
- Thank you.
- Ortega could arrive any second.
How we doing? - Geolocation tools confirm
jammer is somewhere on the property,
but I cannot disarm it from here.
- Okay, so OA and Scola are gonna to do it manually.
- Basically, yes.
- Which means they have to infiltrate
the estate in broad daylight.
And before you say "basically, yes,"
you're telling me they have to search
every square inch of the property?
- Basical--Uh, no, there is a spectrum detector on the van,
picks up the frequency of local signals,
should make it somewhat easier. - Okay, great.
As long as they don't get caught.
♪ ♪
- Ian, the spectrum detector is showing the strongest signal
on the east side of the building.
♪ ♪
- Copy. Keep sweeping in that direction.
♪ ♪
- Scola, on your left.
♪ ♪
Okay, you're clear. Let's move.
- Luka.
- Tata.
- You brought guests?
Today of all days?
- I, uh, thought we were celebrating.
[chuckles] - Ashley.
- It doesn't matter what you think.
Our guests won't like it.
- But they will like their gift,
which I delivered just like I promised.
You proud?
♪ ♪
- Jubal, we're approaching the east side
of the property now.
[whirring] - What the hell's that sound?
- Uh, that would be the chopper landing on the lawn.
This has got to be Ortega.
All right, yeah, let me see if I can get you guys a visual.
♪ ♪
- Okay, I got Scola's feed up.
- All right, let's see if we can identify
these party guests arriving fashionably late.
♪ ♪
Is that-- - I'll link facial rec.
Confirm-- that is Carlos Ortega, 54,
brother of the late Jorge Ortega.
- So DEA's SIGINT was right.
Carlos is the new head of the cartel.
- All right, ho--hold on. Can you freeze it right there?
Right. Who's the lady?
- That is Jorge's widow, Alicia Ortega, 45--
mother of the bride. - All right, can we--
can we track where the helicopter took off from?
- Uh, yeah, cross-referencing the tail number
with its flight plan.
Looks like they spoofed ADS-B flight data,
so best guess is it took off from a yacht
somewhere in international waters.
- Right.
That explains how they got into the country undetected.
- Yeah, they brought some muscle.
Isobel, this is looking kind of dicey.
Should we move in now?
- Negative. Carlos Ortega hasn't broken any laws.
And if we want to take down this cartel for good,
we need more than him entering the country illegally.
- Copy.
- Ian, keep trying to find that jammer.
We've got to get eyes and ears up inside the estate.
If we can tie Carlos to this impending deal
with the Simovic family, we can take down the Jalisco Cartel
and the Simovics once and for all.
- Yeah, you heard the boss. Keep looking.
We got two big fish on the line.
Let's not lose either.
♪ ♪
[device beeps]
♪ ♪
- Yo.
What are you doing in here?
- I was just looking for the bathroom.
- Bathroom's on the opposite end of the hall.
- Okay. Thank you.
- I knew you'd be a problem.
♪ ♪
- What's taking her so long?
- Maggie knows what she's doing, okay?
- She's gonna get us all killed.
- Hey. You need to take a breath.
- Or maybe you're not worried enough.
- No. Hey, hey, you are spinning out.
Let's calm down, okay? [people speaking Spanish]
Well, that's definitely Carlos.
[indistinct chatter in Spanish]
- Thanks for coming.
- Carlos, welcome.
Thank you for coming all this way.
- And miss my niece's wedding?
What a beautiful day.
You know Alicia-- my brother's widow
and mother of the bride.
- Of course.
I'm sorry for your loss.
But I think we can agree
your husband would consider today a cause for celebration.
- I'm certain he would.
- Given the history between our organizations,
I-I never thought a day like this
would be possible--
my Nikola marrying your Rosa.
Perhaps we can move on to other matters in private.
- Actually, before we go further,
we'd like to inspect the room
where we'll be conducting our business today.
- Certainly.
Luka...
take them to the smoking room.
- Let's go.
♪ ♪
- [grunting]
- How was the flight in, guys?
Got a helicopter on the lawn-- pretty sick.
So, anyways, is this place killer?
Built in, I want to say, 1903.
Clearly, the guy spared no expense.
Oh, and you got to check out the gardens.
They are absolutely insane. - Leave us.
- Yeah, sure.
Yeah, I'll just...
- I'm having second thoughts.
- Check that room first.
♪ ♪
- Jubal, I got eyes on Nina.
Looks like she's still operational.
- Okay, great. What about Maggie?
- Uh, negative.
♪ ♪
- I don't know.
I don't know if this is what my brother would've wanted.
♪ ♪
- You are pathetic.
This is why he left me in charge.
You never had the spine to do what needs to be done.
After today, everybody's gonna fear us again.
- I meant no offense. - Like I said, pathetic.
And this room is way too small.
I need every Simovic present, not just their capos.
- They're expecting a traditional intimate--
- The main room is nice. We'll end it there.
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
- Oh, Luka.
Luka. - Hi.
- Hi, hi. What's going on in here?
- The Ortegas think the smoking room's too small
for the meet, so we're moving it.
They... [Russian accent] Want everybody to hear.
- That doesn't make any sense.
The meeting was only supposed to be
for the heads of the family so that they could seal the deal.
Why the change?
Why do they want everyone in the same room?
- [normal voice] I-I don't know.
They don't tell me this kind of stuff.
♪ ♪
- Maggie.
- Alicia is the new head of the cartel, not Carlos.
Something is about to go down.
I got a bad feeling about this. - What?
- I think we call it. We got to get out of here.
- Yeah, let's go. - [sighs]
♪ ♪
- Excuse me, we need to get out.
- No. No one leaves.
♪ ♪
- They've blocked both exits. - Mm-hmm.
♪ ♪
- If they wanted to kill us all...
- We're like fish in a barrel.
♪ ♪
- Jubal. - Yeah, talk to me.
- I've isolated the jammer.
The signal origin's somewhere in this area.
- That's--that looks like a guardhouse, right?
- Could be in a security control room.
- Yeah. OA, Scola, listen up.
There's a guardhouse in the east corner of the estate.
We think the jammer is in there,
likely along with multiple Simovic guards,
so take caution.
- Copy. We'll take it out.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Jubal, we're approaching the guardhouse.
[static buzzing] - Guys?
- Jubal, do you copy?
- [garbled] Guys can you hear me?
- They're jamming us now.
This has got to be it.
♪ ♪
[door closes]
♪ ♪
[breathing heavily]
These guys are Jalisco.
- So, if these are cartel muscle,
what the hell were they doing in there?
♪ ♪
- Dead.
- OA, it's a double cross.
Jalisco Cartel is not here for a merger.
- This is a takeover.
♪ ♪
Found the jammer.
[device beeps]
Jubal, the jammer's down. Can you hear us?
- All right, folks, we're back and not a second to spare.
Maggie, Nina, we're back. Can you hear me?
♪ ♪
- Jubal... - Wait.
- Something has changed. - Yeah.
- All the families are gathered inside the great room.
- What the hell's going on down there?
- Drago Simovic's security team has been taken down.
The Ortegas are making a play.
- This was never a wedding. This was a massacre.
- Maggie, Nina, did you copy that?
You need to get out there.
- We're in the main room trapped with no exit.
♪ ♪
- Before we chart our futures together, a gift.
- [whispering] Let's split up.
- [whispering] All right.
♪
- Same make and model those savages used
to shoot your husband's plane out of the sky.
♪ ♪
Now revenge can be yours, if you choose to seek it.
- In fact, I do plan to seek it, imminently.
♪ ♪
Now our gift to you.
♪ ♪
- What is this, a joke?
- You recognize him, don't you?
♪ ♪
It's Alonso Vega, my husband's driver,
the rat who snitch on my family
and told the Federales which plane he was flying.
♪ ♪
I figure you might want it,
seeing as how you pay him to betray us.
♪ ♪
- Oh, you stupid woman.
You would throw away everything?
- My husband was everything.
[people scream]
♪
To be clear,
I have no intention of throwing away this union.
But we have new terms.
My family's now in control of your entire operation.
You all report to me now.
Understood?
♪ ♪
Of course, there are still some redundancies.
[people gasp]
♪ ♪
- No, no, no, no. No, don't shoot me.
Shoot her. She's FBI.
♪ ♪
- Change of plans-- kill them all!
[people screaming]
[tense music]
- Hey!
♪ ♪
- Nina, meet me at the exit.
[gunshots]
♪ ♪
- Nina! - Scola.
She went after Alicia-- east wing.
OA, come with me.
Come on, go.
♪ ♪
- No, no, no, no.
♪ ♪
- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
[gasps] Oh.
Great shot.
Thank you. Thank you.
- You're under arrest. - No, we had a deal.
- Deal's off the table. You outed us.
Turn around.
♪ ♪
- Nina, Scola, can you hear me? The chopper is spooling up.
If Alicia makes it on board, we will never find her!
[both panting]
♪ ♪
[gunshot]
♪ ♪
- Today is a great day for New York.
Thanks to the heroic efforts of our FBI field agents,
leadership of two major criminal enterprises--
the Simovic clan and the Jalisco Cartel--
have been completely dismantled
as part of Operation Confetti,
crippling heroin trade for years to come.
[reporters clamoring]
Okay, let's get out of here? - Yeah.
Hey, It was nice riding with you.
- Next time we won't wear heels.
- [chuckling] Yeah. See ya.
- Bye.
- [sighs]
Well...
that was a tough one.
- Yeah.
Yeah, it was. I, uh...
I put you in a tight spot.
I'm sorry.
- I-I was in the wrong.
You know, I-I think I just forgot
what that side of you looked like.
- What side?
- It's the side that, um...
like, edges up to the line
and then just completely blasts right over it.
- [chuckling] Yeah.
Yep.
- And it's the side that I fell in love with.
- Yeah.
Stakes have changed, right?
[soft music]
You know, today was the first day...
I thought, I'm not...
I'm not making it out of this one.
And I thought about you and Dougie
and how through all of the pain and grief,
you'd be sitting in some courtroom somewhere
just dealing with our affairs.
♪ ♪
I don't--I don't ever want to do that to you, okay?
♪ ♪
- What are you saying?
[Gregory Alan Isakov's "Amsterdam"]
- Stuart Scola...
what I'm saying
is that after everything we have been through,
will you... - Wait. Hold on.
Don't--don't say it. Don't talk.
One second. No.
- Uh-- - Don't--don't--
- I'm in the middle of asking you something.
- Yeah. Just--uh, I know--
Ah. Okay. Here it is. - Mm.
- I've been holding on to this thing for, like, six months.
- Okay. Yes, 'cause you couldn't just let me ask you.
- No, okay?
We got to do one thing...
the normal way.
- One. - Yeah.
- Okay.
♪ ♪
[inhales deeply, exhales sharply]
[chuckles]
- So will you marry me or what?
♪
- ♪ All inside
♪ Our Amsterdam, she hides ♪
♪ Watery eyes ♪
♪ That howling wind, she's waving hi ♪
♪ Her other hand's in mine ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Oh, and churches and trains ♪
♪ Well, they all look the same to me now ♪
♪ They shoot you some place ♪
♪ While we ache to come home somehow ♪
♪ ♪
[wolf howls]