.
- In the nation's largest city,
the vicious and violent members of the underworld
are hunted by the detectives
of the Organized Crime Control Bureau.
These are their stories.
- I've got some news.
- You're leaving school?
You're not answering my question.
- Yeah, it looks like Emery's holding an online auction.
- What are they buying?
- Grenade launchers, heavy machine guns.
- This is all coming into New York Harbor?
- Was he there the day you picked up
the body of Detective Bashir?
- No, but I did see your boy die.
[gunshot]
They made me take care of the body.
[dramatic music]
- I want back in.
Now you got a guy on the inside.
- No, Joey, this isn't your fight.
- That's where you're wrong. This is my fight.
- Your brother is part of Emery's crew,
and you didn't think that was worth mentioning?
- You're the one who's got someone on the inside.
That nearly got you killed.
What do you think is gonna happen to Joe
if they find out he's my brother?
I sometimes feel I don't know where I am.
It's as if the world and everything in it
has become unrecognizable.
[soft dramatic music]
♪
- Why are you up so early? What's--what's going on?
- Shh, I don't want to wake up your dad.
- All right. Well, do you need anything?
- No, no. Go back to bed.
- Kids, grandkids, my brothers, Ma...
unrecognizable.
♪
It's like I'm in a world that's changed,
and I'm trying, but...
I mean, I know how to do my job
and all the things that come with that, but...
it's all the other stuff,
you know, the stuff that makes up life
that...I'm just lost.
♪
It feels like the world is just spinning so fast,
and I'm just barely hanging on...
As I watch everything I once had or loved...
Still love...
Fly away.
I'm really glad I spoke with you today.
[tense music]
♪
.
- So all your brother said is that it arrives in a few days?
- He'll try to reach out when he knows more.
- Okay, so we're looking for some kind of ship
that left from somewhere across the Atlantic
at some point between six months ago and now
and arrives here soon-ish?
We're gonna need a way to narrow this down.
- Our guys are chasing down the SSU operative
that gave up the original intel.
If we could figure out which port it left from,
I assume that would help.
- Anything would help at this point.
I mean, right now, we're looking for a polar bear
in a snowstorm. [chuckles]
Just something my grandma used to say.
- That's adorable.
- Any activity?
- We got eyes on your brother.
They're setting up a new front.
- That say Dragonetti Automotive?
- Mm-hmm.
- They're trading in wine for tires now?
- Yeah, a bit of a step down.
- No. You see those tires?
Damn expensive and hard to get.
Run you about 32K a set.
- Car nerd.
[engine rumbling]
[soft suspenseful music]
♪
- How's it looking?
- Better every day.
- The shop, Joe.
- Ah. So far, so good.
Should be selling rubber by the end of the day.
- Got an update on our shipment.
Guess they ran into weather out of KGD.
So they're a day behind schedule.
- Another day to get ready.
Boss is not gonna be happy,
but we could use it.
♪
- Hey, look what the cat dragged in.
How you doing, buddy? Come on in.
- Good, good. - Good to see you.
Becky, you look beautiful as always.
Come on in. Hey, Ma, look who's here.
- Ah!
Oh, hi, honey.
- Hi.
- Oh.
You're pregnant?
- Oh.
- [sighs] I told you.
She always knows.
- You have powers beyond reason.
- Oh, yes, but I only use them for good, dear.
- W-wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
[scoffs] You two are, uh--
- Knocked up. - Having a baby.
- Holy--come here. Sit down.
Can we, uh-- can we get you anything?
- I'm fine, thanks. - You sure?
Maybe some tea? - I'm all right.
- Grandma, Becky made you banana bread.
- [gasps] I love banana bread.
Any nuts?
- Oh, never.
- Atta girl.
Honey, would you go get some plates and napkins?
- Yes, Miss Daisy.
Hey, man, I'm really, really happy for you.
- Oh, thank you.
Yeah, we're both super excited about it.
- Yeah, you should be. It's amazing.
And I want you to know you can count on me for anything.
- Really?
- Absolutely.
- Can you--
- Tell your dad?
Not a chance. That's on you.
- Randall. - Yeah.
- I want to do a family dinner
to celebrate Eli and Becky's good news.
- That's a great idea, Ma.
I'll, uh, call and see who's around.
- We'll invite the whole family,
all my grandkids, uh, Joe Jr.,
and, um--uh...
- Elliot. - Elliot.
Of course. I know that.
We'll do family dinner at his place,
just like last time.
- Mm.
Maybe not exactly like last time.
[tense music]
♪
[line trills]
[phone rings]
- Showtime?
- Showtime.
[knock at door]
- [scoffs]
[quietly] Thought you said the roof.
- Afternoon, JoJo.
May I come in?
- If I'd known you were coming,
I would have ordered a pupu platter.
- Just happy to see you're not downstairs at the bar.
- Checking up on me, huh?
- Even better.
My son's in town, and I want you to join us for dinner.
One last hurrah before you-know-what arrives.
Everything ready?
- We're all set up and furnished.
Everything looks totally legit.
- Brilliant.
And things between you and Toby?
I heard he got a little rough with you the other day.
- Yeah.
Well, we worked it out.
- He's always had trust issues.
- Do you?
- Of course not.
I trust you.
But ATF still has one of those pathetic beekeepers in custody,
one that might talk too much.
So until that particular loose end is tied up,
I want security as tight as a tick.
- Already on it.
- Good man.
And the monsters?
- Not a peep. - Wonderful.
Just in case.
- Is this a test?
- Call it...insurance.
♪
.
- What took you so long?
- Emery came to my room.
- Just now?
- Yeah. He gave me this.
I didn't touch it, El.
I'm just giving it to you as evidence.
- You think he's on to you? - No.
- Why would he give this to you?
- It's just his happy way of testing me.
All right? The man's big on mind games.
Push your buttons, see how you react.
Listen, they're upping security, all right,
electronic surveillance, doubling the guards.
Anything that comes within 1/4 mile of that warehouse,
they're gonna know about it.
- Anything else? - Yeah, Dahlia said
the shipment's running late because they hit a storm
leaving something called KGD.
- KGD? All right, I'll tell the team.
- Oh, and Emery wants me to eat with him and his kid tonight.
So I got to miss our family dinner.
- What family dinner?
- Dude, check your phone.
Look, this might be the last time we're able
to talk in person for a while.
- Okay, we're gonna have eyes on you.
- Okay. - All right.
Hey, hey, hey. - Yeah?
- Come here.
Stay safe, all right?
- All right. I will.
- Are you sure he's clean?
- Why else would he give it to me?
- So you believe him?
- I do believe him.
You think he's playing both sides?
- Look, I know you're worried about him.
- Of course I'm worried about him.
We're putting him right in the line of fire here.
- No, he put himself there. Don't forget that.
- We got it.
KGD is a port code for Kaliningrad, Russia.
- And we know that the ship was delayed by a storm.
- Yeah, a Category 2 hurricane. That helped us.
We track every shipment headed our way
that originated in Kaliningrad.
- That should help narrow it down.
- Assuming our ship didn't falsify its origin certificate.
- Let's work with what we have.
- Well, this should help.
- What are we looking at? - AIS data.
The Coast Guard uses an automatic identification system
to ID the location of vessels in international waters.
- And they lost the transponder signal from one
of the Kaliningrad boats on five separate occasions.
- That's a ghost ship.
- When are they coming in?
- Well, it's 32 miles offshore,
and if it maintains its current speed,
it'll be here before morning.
- We'll work with DHS to intercept the vessel.
- And go through thousands of containers on an open ocean?
No, we can't connect the ship to Emery.
We need to wait until they offload
the weapons at the warehouse.
- Don't you think you're maybe a little too close
to this to be calling the shots?
It's bad enough you have an addict for a CI.
- What does that mean? What are you trying to say?
We got faulty intel, is that it?
- Detective.
Special Agent Cole, a word, now.
[soft tense music]
♪
- You trust that guy?
- I trust him to file the proper paperwork
regardless of whose hands it might fall into.
- So he's a paper pusher, not a traitor.
- Are you asking me if he's the mole?
Honestly, I don't think he's got the guts.
- Hi, Joe.
- Hey, hey, tough guy.
- Eat with us.
- Giles, settle down.
Joe, come sit. We have lots to discuss.
- No, I want Joe, I want Joe, I want Joe!
- Giles!
- [clears throat] Hey, I'm Joe.
- So I've heard. [laughter]
Colin. Hope you like chicken fingers.
- Yeah, who doesn't?
Thank you.
So what's shaking, tough guy?
Blow it up. Pow!
- Wow, he likes you.
You must have kids and a wife tucked away somewhere.
- None of the above.
- Joe, I got a new car.
Would you like to play racetrack?
- I'd frickin' love to.
But you are gonna eat first.
- Yeah, see, Ma, you got to put the fig jam
on top of the cheese. You know, it's good.
- Please don't tell me how to eat cheese and crackers, son.
- All right, I'm just trying to expand your palate.
- Go on, tell them. - No.
- Tell us what?
- Well, I was gonna wait till Dad showed up,
but chances are he won't show.
I signed up for the police academy.
- [gasps] - What?
- Oh, that's wonderful news.
- OMG, I am texting everyone.
- Well, I have to take the civil service exam
and pass a psych eval and a physical.
- You're gonna ace 'em all, babe.
- I don't know about the physical.
You know, you're a little wimpy.
You might need to bulk up to kick some criminal ass.
- I'll fatten him up.
Oh, honey, that's just so good
there's gonna be another cop in the family.
- I'm here. I'm here.
Sorry I'm late.
- Hey. - Hi, honey.
- There was, uh-- something at work came up.
- Yeah, how you doing? - Hey, everyone.
- Hey. - Hey.
- Uh, I'm gonna check on dinner.
- I will help.
- Me too.
- Something I said?
Hey, Mama. How are you?
- I'm good. - Yeah?
Who puts the jam on a cheese plate?
- Uh, that's your brother.
- Yeah, that figures. Oh, speaking of which,
Joey's not gonna be here.
So what'd I miss?
- Well, I was just telling Eli how wonderful it is
that there's gonna be another cop in the family.
- Who's gonna be a cop?
- I am, Dad.
- Since when?
- Since I signed up this morning.
[soft tense music]
- And I'm just so proud of you
that you're gonna continue the family tradition.
- Hey, I'm gonna start the grilling.
- No, I'll grill.
And, uh, you're gonna help.
Grab the steaks.
- Good luck.
- Ow!
Giles, please.
- That was me, boss.
Sorry.
- [sighs] Okay, come sit now, JoJo.
Okay, so...
- He's a great kid.
- Who?
- Your son.
- Oh. [chuckles]
Yes, of course.
Yes, uh, sweet boy.
So, uh, as I was saying, our inventory arrives tomorrow.
You and Toby will go in the morning to unload it.
It's worth more than you can imagine.
These particular auto parts are very delicate.
So you must be very careful.
Understood?
- Understood.
- Good.
- What I'm saying is, it's just changed a lot
since when I started. It's way more dangerous--
- Statistically, it's a lot safer--
- Forget the statistics. I just don't think it's--
I don't think it's for you.
- You don't believe in me? - That's not what I said.
I believe in you, and I love you--
- Jesus, Dad, I want you to support my choices.
- I support your choices, but if I see a mistake,
I got to give voice to that.
- It's my mistake. - It's a mistake.
- Elliott! Elliott, listen.
We know you're scared, all right?
But don't transfer your fears onto Eli.
It's not healthy.
- I am this close to punching you in the face.
- Give the kid a break, will you?
He's a lot smarter than you were when you joined.
- Elliott.
- Mama-- - Listen to me.
Your son wants to be a cop like you.
You should be proud of him.
- I am proud of him.
I don't want to see him get himself killed.
- Yeah, well, welcome to my world.
- And mine. It wasn't just Mom out there
waiting for you to get home in one piece.
It was all of us.
- Yeah, as did I with your father.
- Well, then you're seeing my point.
Is this the life you want for 'em?
[phone ringing] - I have no regrets
about my life, mister.
- Neither do I-- - Stabler.
- Everyone shut up.
- I'll be there.
All right, I got to go.
- Again?
- Yeah, again.
You want to be a cop? This is what it looks like.
♪
.
- What do we got? - Ship's arriving now.
- Manifest lists nearly 9,000 containers.
It's gonna take some time to offload.
- Once they ID the cargo, they still got to transport it
to the warehouse. - Go.
I want eyes on every inch of that place.
Have your Special Response Team suit up and wait for my orders.
- You wouldn't be stealing this bust
right out from under me, would you?
- Keep your dogs on a leash.
Emery is on high security.
I don't want anyone or anything tipping our hand.
[suspenseful music]
♪
[truck beeping]
- [sighs]
I hate this part.
- The waiting?
- I know how that sounds coming from someone
who just spent months undercover.
Speaking of which, you mind if I ask you something?
That cute guy in your office,
you two have something going on?
- Oh.
Well, um, it's--
it's complicated.
- Ah. Okay.
Didn't want to get in the middle of anything.
- We're still trying to figure it out.
- It's okay.
Guys with glasses usually don't go for me anyway.
- Wait, you're talking about Vargas?
- Yeah.
[computer beeps]
- Auction's about to start.
Reyes, you got anything?
- All quiet on the warehouse front.
- Wait a second. I know this car.
- That's Emery's car.
- Are you guys seeing this?
- Yeah.
Anybody got eyes on Emery?
- Too dark to see through the car windows
to get a confirmation.
- No. No, no, no, no. We're gonna lose signal!
[suspenseful music]
- It's okay.
That just confirms that's our guy.
- Rolls just went in.
Sorry, guys, we're blind.
- I don't like this.
- Something weird's happening with the auction website.
- Put it up.
♪
- [voice distorted] Good day, friends.
Some of you have been asking for tangible evidence
that I have what I've promised.
So to quell any doubts, I decided to perform
a little proof of concept demonstration
for your viewing enjoyment.
So grab some popcorn, sit back, and enjoy.
[normal voice] Assisting me in this will be
a former colleague who betrayed me.
I don't tolerate disloyalty.
As you can see, the merchandise is safe and secure
and very shiny.
♪
Don't try this at home, friends.
- They're gonna kill him.
- Everyone go. Go, go, go!
- Alpha team, move in. Go! Go!
♪
- [whimpering]
[siren wailing]
- Go.
- [gasping]
[overlapping shouting]
♪
- Show me your hands! Show me your hands!
- Hands up! Hands up! - Get out!
Out! Over here.
- Hands up.
- Clear.
- Put your hands on the hood now.
Where's Emery?
- Who?
♪
- Hey, we're clear.
- We've been played.
- Hey, what the hell are we doing?
- Change of plans.
Emery had a little surprise
for the cops watching the warehouse.
- Whoa, whoa, what? What cops?
- Shut up and get in the car.
♪
.
- Emery's Rolls-Royce. The driver, Ron Cormack,
was hired via Taskrabbit to detail the Rolls
and deliver it to the warehouse.
- Yeah, we did a full background check.
He's legit. - So he doesn't know anything?
- Same goes for the three guys that were working
inside the warehouse, all short-term Taskrabbit hires
other than Joe Stabler, of course.
- Speaking of Stabler, where is your CI?
- He hasn't checked in yet.
- And you have no backup means of locating him?
- He's undercover with a guy
that rolls with his own signal jammer.
I told you, he's on high security.
- A gray Volkswagen Jetta was caught
leaving the docklands area minutes after the raid,
but we found it abandoned in a parking lot a mile away.
- Yeah, we're doing a door-to-door just in case,
but apparently, they must have had a car waiting for them.
- It was a setup.
And your CI clearly knew it from the start.
- You don't know that.
- Neither, apparently, do you.
- What's clear is Emery assumed he was being watched
by law enforcement in some capacity.
- Yeah, auction site went down
less than 90 seconds after we raided the warehouse.
Ditto the buyer IP addresses that we managed to trace.
- They've got good reason to be jumpy.
Forensics are saying the substance used to kill Tyler,
ironically known as "Goodnight,"
is a Soviet-era chemical weapon known as an A-agent,
a variation on Novichok.
- Was that the nerve gas they used
to execute that guy in the UK?
- It's been linked to assassinations
around the world.
- My understanding is that this A-agent
was originally developed as a battlefield weapon.
- So it can be used for a mass casualty event?
- Definitely.
- Given what we know about Soviet chemical weapons,
each of those canisters contains enough
to kill hundreds, if not thousands.
- And Emery just auctioned off six of them
to America's most wanted.
[tense music]
♪
- Okay, I think we have everything we need.
- Hard level, huh?
- This game is stupid.
- Joe. - Yeah?
- You're coming with us.
We're all leaving town.
- Now? - Now.
- Okay.
Uh, can I swing by the hotel, grab my go bag?
- No. No time.
You can buy a change of clothes and a toothbrush when we land.
- Okay.
What about Colin?
- He's not coming with us.
He'll be taking a later flight.
He has a special delivery to make, as you can see.
In the meantime, keep an eye on the evil spawn, will you?
- Yeah, of course.
Scoot over.
All right, so what were you saying?
This game is stupid?
- Yeah. - Mm.
Hard and stupid are different.
- Who cares?
- Pretty much, uh, no one, sadly.
Took me a long time to figure that out.
- Your pearls of wisdom aren't gonna
get me through this level.
- Fair.
But I could.
- No way. It's too hard.
- Want to bet?
Ah-ah-ah.
I'll tell you my secrets when I'm done beating your game.
- Sarge, Stabler.
- Your brother got us a location.
- How the hell did he manage to do that?
- My program intercepted a Pro-X Player DM
with the name Stabler in the text body.
- Pro-X Player is, like,
the hottest handheld console out there.
- He used a gaming system to DM?
- Oh, so a DM, it--
- I know what a DM is. - Okay.
- The account your brother used to reach out,
it's registered to one Giles Emery, age 10.
- Where are they?
- A small airfield upstate.
- Call ESU. Contact ATF.
Give them a heads-up.
Looks like your brother came through.
- It does.
♪
- You look troubled.
- Uh, well, I'm about to board a jet to God knows where
after watching Colin arm himself to the teeth
and then get locked to a briefcase
full of something nasty, so yeah, just a little.
- So you're paying attention.
- And you are not fazed at all.
- You can't survive boarding school
without a decent poker face, Joe.
♪
[sirens wailing]
- We gotta stop that plane!
[gunshot] - Agh!
[gunfire]
[plane engines whirring]
♪
.
[gunfire]
[dramatic music]
♪
- [speaking Russian]
- [shouts in Russian]
- Krychek's on the move!
- Cover us!
[gunfire]
♪
- You've got to get me and this out of here.
- What do you think I'm doing? Come on.
- Krychek!
[gunfire]
♪
- You follow the briefcase on the count of three.
Lay it down. One, two, three.
[gunfire]
Ready? All right, go.
[soft footsteps]
[gunshots] - [grunts]
[gunshots]
- Aah!
[groaning]
- Open it.
♪
Guys, I need a hazmat team, southeast corner, stat.
- Okay. Cover.
[gunfire]
[soft dramatic music]
♪
- They already giving you the third degree?
- You know it.
There's a lot of downtown eyes on us--
well, on me--lately.
But they seem to be satisfied with our use of force.
- How do you feel about it?
- Well, I'm not really sure
I'm the same person anymore after getting shot.
- Hey, guys.
- Did you find him?
- He filed a flight plan.
- Okay.
And?
- Cuba.
Which would be bad enough,
but the AIS transponder went offline
the moment they hit international airspace.
- And we identified 47 commercial airports
in their possible fuel range
and God knows how many private strips.
- Right.
- I'm sorry.
- No, it's not your fault.
- Labs got to confirm, but it looks like we secured
all six canisters of Goodnight.
- All right. Great job, everybody.
- And credit to Sam.
We never would've gotten Emery without him.
- Is that...
- Yeah. That's Sam's killer.
♪
- [sighs] Well, well.
I'll be damned.
- You hear from Krychek?
- No, no, he's dead.
A friend forwarded me the preliminary report
from the scene.
- Oh.
Sorry to hear that.
- [chuckles] No need to pretend you'll miss him, JoJo.
No, you know what's quite a bit worse?
Our dear Colin is apparently incarcerated,
his delivery unmade.
- You mean the goods didn't get through?
What the hell happened?
[tense music]
- Isn't it obvious?
♪
- You think someone tipped off the Feds?
- [laughs] Of course someone tipped off the Feds, JoJo.
- [chuckles] Ah.
You know who?
- My money is on, uh...
♪
Giles. [laughing]
- [laughing]
- That boy is always up to something.
Oh, we'll ferret out the traitor.
Have no fear.
But in the meantime, it appears congratulations are in order.
- What do you mean?
- Well, you're getting a bump up--
a promotion, climbing the ladder,
the American Dream.
- Okay.
- I want you to take Colin's place.
- You want me to be your son's manny?
- [laughing]
No.
No, no, no.
You're the new delivery boy.
As you know, I'm a big fan of insurance.
Always have a backup plan and backup "goods,"
as you so eloquently put it.
- Damn, man.
You do not miss a trick, do you?
- Hmm.
As a matter of fact, I don't.
Your wrist, please.
♪
- He's asking for you, sir.
Nightmare.
- Sometimes the monsters really are under the bed.
Excuse me.
♪
- [sighs]
[tea kettle whistling]
- Eli.
- Hey, Dad.
- I don't think I've ever seen you up this early before.
- [sighs] That's not true.
I used to get up for practice earlier than this.
- I was kidding.
- [chuckles] Sorry.
I guess I'm--
I'm a little stressed.
- Mm.
How many weeks?
Becky, how far along is she?
- Uncle Randall tell you?
- Mm, no. When you guys first got here,
you were both acting a little squirrelly.
And now with the ginger tea, that's a dead giveaway.
That's what I used to pour your mom when she was in that state.
So you told your uncle.
Why didn't you tell the old man?
- [sighs]
[soft music]
♪
Mm.
- Did you tell him?
- He guessed.
- What does he think?
- I don't know yet.
♪
- You're not gonna believe this.
Guess who's having a baby.
♪
[tense music]
♪
[wolf howls]