- Previously on "Shooter"... - Hey, Cap, you got to see this.
- Who did the drugs belong to? - Meachum.
- Hugh Meachum? - CIA?
She's coming with us.
Time to move! Time to move!
- Follow me! Follow me! - Let's go! Stay low! Stay low!
I don't want to feel like I'm trapped here.
- I want to go home. - I get it. I get it.
- I'm sorry. - Don't let me see you again.
Yeah?
We got to get out of here now.
Lin, Lin...
I came here on a valid passport.
- You had no right to stop me. - Why is there an Interpol
Orange Notice indicating you are a threat to national security?
Patricia Gregson.
Heinrichs, Federal Police.
Does the name Golden Crescent mean anything to you?
Golden Crescent, an Arab crime syndicate.
You need to clean out the warehouse immediately.
I'm calling to speak with Officer Franz Heinrichs.
He was killed in the line of duty last week, ma'am.
This wasn't terrorism. It was murder.
We're being hunted.
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I know what Kevin and Edgar meant to you.
Yeah, I thought the days of losing my brothers were over.
Just wish I knew what happened.
- What do you mean? - I thought it was terrorists.
They had some help.
But, Jules, I need you to know
that there's no place safer for you and Mary
than right where we are now.
I promise.
Isaac...
I'm guessing you're here about Frankfurt?
They killed my wife.
Give me some weapons, point me in a direction,
and I'll do whatever you need me to do.
I already gave you that chance.
The real problem is about to reveal itself.
You have other people for that.
You refused.
A year ago, you could've put a stop to this heroin business.
Now I got a well-respected newspaper
getting very close to revealing the truth.
You didn't tell me the whole story?
- Isaac... - You didn't say they'd kill my wife!
And you should know that when I ask for something,
it's very important.
Because you always see what's coming down the line, right?
Your being here...
has become a problem for me.
I've scrubbed your identity.
Isaac Johnson hasn't even gotten a parking ticket.
Do what you have to do.
Just don't make the mistake of speaking my name ever again.
_
Son of a...
So the, uh, senator noticed the effort,
and he offered me his box seats to the ballet this Friday.
I thought maybe we could go.
- What's the matter? - You don't like the ballet?
- Sorry. - It's work.
I've barely seen Patricia since she hired me.
I'm not exactly sure how my job works.
What is the, uh, issue?
I discovered something in Frankfurt,
and I know Patricia knows,
but she hasn't asked me about it.
- Welcome to DC. - Plausible deniability.
- It should be the city's motto. - True.
But... Patricia always sees seven steps ahead.
She knows I wouldn't just go to Frankfurt,
put Swagger on a plane, and come home.
Every evaluation I've ever had says I paint outside the lines,
and she hired me anyway.
So what are you gonna do?
My job.
Yes?
We need to meet.
The correct term is ambush.
If I wanted to ambush you, I wouldn't call first.
Don't make me find you, please.
I'll text you the address.
How soon can you meet me?
- Which one... - the pink one with the hearts
or the blue one with the polka dots?
Well, I think the pink one with the hearts.
What do you think, Estella?
Oh, sí, mi amor.
The one with the hearts goes perfectly with her shoes.
I think so, too.
What a beautiful doll.
Isn't she pretty, Daddy?
She's cute, but she's no kitten mouse.
Baby, I got to run into town and pick up the horse feed
- before Joey kills me. - Why? Did he call?
You know how he gets.
But I'll be back real soon.
- All right, be careful. - Always.
So much for fading into the background.
This is Texas, Gunny.
Anything else would look suspicious.
Yeah, but that cup you're swigging on,
that blends right in.
Yeah, I'm experimenting with a new roasting technique.
Hey, you're carrying for this?
It's that kind of meeting.
All right.
I'm strapped.
What are the rules of engagement?
Just don't let me get killed.
Roger that.
I told you if I ever saw you again, I'd kill you.
And yet here I am.
All I'm asking is for you to hear me out.
After I've said my piece,
you can go ahead and pull that trigger.
Bob Lee,
you're in luck, buddy.
My sister sent me some of that strong coffee
from one of them hippy places.
You really need to give this a try.
- I'm good, man. - I need to crash.
- Hot damn! - That is some good coffee!
I'm never going back
to that swill they serve in the chow hall.
One cup of this, and you'll be up for three days.
- He ain't lying, man. - I had a cup last night.
I can't close my eyes.
You guys know you'll go crazy without sleep, right?
Oh, really?
And how long do you think it's gonna take
for this brain of mine to go bad?
I think that day has come and gone.
- That was a quick nap, Nailer. - Oh, I got to call your wife.
- I can't wait to meet her. - Yeah, call mine, too.
Tell her I'm leaving her for Dobbs.
He makes better coffee.
Hey, when's Donny back from Bagram?
Tomorrow.
Uh, why did you want to see me?
I've been called to Kabul for an off-the-record meeting
with some civilian bigwig.
It's probably about that heroin we found.
Or the mullah's wife.
I want to hand her to the Afghans,
but for some reason, my orders are to keep her in custody.
Guess I'll find out soon enough.
Hey...
you're in charge while I'm gone.
Keep your head on a swivel.
Copy.
- I'm not packing. - Good for you.
Dobbs, you on him?
Yeah, I got him.
You had to bring Dobbs?
If I was gunning for you, I wouldn't have asked to meet.
Just tell me what you want
before I get sick of hearing your voice.
That attack in Frankfurt wasn't random.
It's retaliation for the heroin trade
we disrupted in Helmand.
As usual, your two steps behind.
Yeah, well, you're gonna need my help.
Those guys tracked me down in Bangkok.
They're for real.
If these guys are so badass, how come you're still alive?
They killed Lin.
I'm sorry to hear that,
but I'm not working with you.
- Don't be shortsighted. - No.
Now, correct me if I'm wrong,
but last time he agreed to work for you,
he ended up America's most wanted.
Someone is hunting 8113, and whoever it is
thinks that wives and children are fair game.
Just like when you took my family?
I had no part in that, Bob Lee...
It was all because of you, asshole!
Bob Lee...
do I need to remind you whose house this is?
No, Father.
- Sorry about the guns. - Guns?
This is Texas.
I've seen plenty of guns in church.
My concern...
is you look like you're about to use yours.
Not gonna come to that, Padre.
We're all just saying good-bye.
Sorry for the disruption.
Something to confess, mi'jo?
You don't have the time, Father.
I was working for my first paper.
I wrote a puff piece
about how Nixon fed Checkers food
from the White House dinner table.
Apparently he never forgot.
I'm surprised I wasn't ranked higher.
Hey, at least you made the top 20.
So what can I do for you, Agent Memphis?
Doing research on Afghani heroin
and came across an article written by a reporter of yours...
Jeffrey Denning.
Problem is no one seems to know where to find him.
And I thought you might be here to give me an exclusive
on what really happened with Bob Lee Swagger last year.
Or was it a coincidence
that every cabinet-level intelligence chief in town
made sure we didn't poke too hard
into the official story?
I want a face-to-face with Denning.
Then I can't help you.
Mr. Broadwell, I work for Patricia Gregson...
That's a nice name to drop,
but you'll need more firepower for me to give up a reporter.
- Give up? - Where is he?
- Sabbatical. - Forced?
What is it exactly you need, Agent Memphis?
I need to talk to him
about the Golden Crescent
and an international heroin ring
with possible ties to the U.S. government.
Look, I get that Denning is afraid.
Let him know that I'm here to help.
Or I could have the Bureau file a missing-persons report,
have all sorts of people looking for him.
Your choice.
These are confusing times, Agent Memphis.
Hard to know who you can trust.
You've been in this town a long time, Mr. Broadwell.
Won't take you ten minutes to find out whose side I'm on.
After you have...
tell him to give me a call.
Dobbs, we got to get better at spotting tails.
He had another one.
Come on!
You know what happens if I let go?
That is completely unnecessary.
No one's gonna shoot you.
Tell that to Vigo and his friends.
You've had six years to bury this mess.
If your face was exposed after everything we've done,
the CIA's gonna go into damage control.
They're gonna point the finger at us.
Then people are gonna start disappearing or going to jail.
I had to protect the rest of the organization.
Which is why I'm trying to clean it up.
Yeah, right.
By blowing up U.S. Marines
in Frankfurt and Bangkok?
I'm working alone,
forced to hire freelancers.
Give me a month...
and stop making me work back channels.
You owe me that much.
Do I understand that Bob Lee Swagger
has been drawn into this?
Yes. Unfortunate.
Don't let it get catastrophic.
You got two weeks.
Scotty, fix me a drink.
- Two olives. - Yes, ma'am.
- Captain Johnson, forgive me. - Would you like a drink?
I'll settle for a clue of who you are
and what the hell am I doing here.
Patricia Gregson,
Deputy Director Defense Intelligence Agency.
Why don't we have a seat?
It's come to my attention that your team made
a very interesting discovery on your last mission.
I guess bad news travels fast.
It's my job to prevent it from traveling further.
That trafficking route used to belong to the Russians,
the FSB, to be clear,
but last year Hugh Meachum, on behalf of the CIA,
appropriated those routes, effectively taking over.
The CIA's in the heroin business?
They got very good at it during Vietnam.
It sounds like a problem between three-letter agencies.
Nothing my team can do about it.
Not your team.
You.
- It's not my job. - Hugh Meachum likes you.
He seemed okay with me getting killed a month ago.
In Musa Qala, yes.
But the fact that he's still working with you
means he trust you.
Use that. Help me stop him.
Again, not interested.
Two-star generals fetch me coffee...
Captain.
I'm not asking.
Stumbling onto those heroin routes
has put you and your men in more danger than you realize.
Hey.
Are we expecting visitors?
- No... - but here they are.
- You in charge? - Yeah.
- Gunnery Sergeant Swagger. - Gar Winston.
We were on our way to a meeting in Marjah when we took fire,
and the truck took one in the fuel tank.
Lucky you were in our neighborhood.
You guys State or DoD?
Where you from, Swagger?
- Texas. - Never would've guessed.
Most Texans I know are smart enough
to stay on their side of the fence.
Once we get the truck patched up, we'll be on our way.
- You boys need any help? - No, no, we're good.
This truck don't look so good.
Do yourself a favor and give us some space.
All right, set up over here. Let's go.
Yo, E-Rod.
- Is she still in there? - Yep.
I heard her praying about an hour ago.
What's the policy on moving her?
They don't even want us talking to her, man.
Well, I need her moved ASAP.
Is there a problem?
Not if I can help it.
Get down!
Does that asshole speak English?
He better understand.
What's your name?
Dobbs, you got a toolbox in that truck?
Yeah, I do.
Hey, hey, my friends aren't as nice as me.
You're gonna want to start talking.
All right, man, ease up! Ease up!
What? You think he's gonna answer questions
'cause you asked nicely?
He's a pro. While you're playing good cop,
his boys could be on the way to your ranch right now.
If you don't have the stomach to do what it takes,
move out of the way and let me do what I got to do.
Should I set a place for Bob Lee?
Yeah, I'm sure he'll be back soon.
Mary, time for dinner!
- Want to grab another glass? - Oh, okay.
Mary, come on.
Mary...
Mary!
Where in the world...
Mary...
Mary. Hey.
Come here. What are you doing?
Come here.
Why didn't you come to me whenever I called you?
I didn't want to scare Lauren.
Honey, why would Lauren be scared?
She always gets scared when Daddy's not here.
That's why I brought her to the bathtub,
because it's a safe place, right, Mommy?
Honey, anywhere you are in this house is safe.
Anywhere, okay?
Okay.
You make sure Lauren knows that, okay?
You tell her.
Where is Daddy?
Enough, enough.
- Let's dig a hole. - This guy ain't talking.
No one's digging any holes.
Get him up.
What you got?
Elbek Dudayev.
Doesn't it sound Polish or Maltese?
- Malta. - Here we go again.
Let's see if old Elbek here has been to Germany recently.
In the last week, he's been to Brazil, Egypt...
- Thailand. - Thailand?
No, no Germany.
You were in Thailand?
Who sent you?
Solotov.
Solotov. Soloto...
What the hell are you doing, man?
- We needed him alive! - If he was in Bangkok
in the last three days, he's the one who killed Lin.
I'm sorry about Lin,
but you just killed the best lead we have.
Where are you going?
- I'm going to dig a hole. - He's not alone.
Someone's gonna come looking for him.
- Did you get his phone? - Yeah, yeah, I pulled the SIM.
- Well, put it back. - We need it.
- You're gonna try to trace it? - There's no time.
Bingo.
Pretty sure that's an ambush.
Well, you took away any other option we had.
We don't even know what he looks like.
Well, I'm guessing he's gonna be the one
that's trying to kill us.
_
Elbek is dead.
Johnson will meet you at a diner on 4th.
He'll try and ambush you. Let him.
Make sure he brings you out front, and I'll be waiting.
You boys can take a seat anywhere.
Here you go.
There you are.
Remember, we're here to get answers,
not put his brains on the wall.
Have a seat.
- There's three of y'all now. - Here you go.
Take it easy.
Why are you trying to kill him?
Is it about that heroin?
Your lips ain't moving.
- Not here. - Outside.
I take it you're not Solotov.
We killed your friend, asshole.
You want to be next?
Sure.
What the hell are you doing?
Taking him out back to end this shit.
Y'all leaving already?
- You okay? - I-I think so. Thank you.
- Oh, my God. - Is everybody okay?
How about a round of applause for my man,
Bob Lee, huh?
All right, it's a good day in Texas!
What is this?
What's going on?
- They have a search warrant. - On what grounds?
Okay, officers, you can go now.
You know who I am?
- Yes, ma'am. - I'm glad.
That means I don't have to waste my time threatening you
or stressing how important it is
that you keep your mouth shut about this encounter.
- Harris... - Don't.
You've been using my name like a credit card
all over this town.
- Yeah, well, it worked. - I finally got your attention.
Nadine, I don't know if you've figured this out yet,
but we're in the containment business.
Dropping my name to Charles Broadwell
is the exact opposite of that.
You know what? Don't pretend you're upset, Patricia.
You knew who I was when you hired me.
I expected tenacity, not recklessness, Nadine.
That reporter has information that I need.
About Afghani heroin.
Do you think I don't know that?
I've spent the last six years of my life trying to hide it.
They're hunting Marines.
They're hunting Swagger.
Let me give you some advice, Nadine.
If your friends keep getting you into trouble,
they're not your friends.
Jeffrey Denning doesn't have a story.
If you talk to him, he will.
And what about Swagger?
He's a tough boy.
He can take care of himself.
If you come across any more intel about the heroin ring,
bring it to me, then contain it.
Understood?
Yeah.
I'll send you my housekeeper.
Party's starting, fellas.
You guys looking to say some prayers this time of night?
Don't screw with me, Swagger.
If the tables were turned, she'd sell you out
for a bag of almonds.
Don't you mean heroin?
We have standing orders to hold her in our custody.
No, your orders were to hold her
until we came and got her, dumbass.
Great.
As soon as I hear from my superior officer,
she's all yours.
Playtime's over, Jarhead.
Why don't you step aside
and let the big boys do their job, yeah?
We don't play Marine, Haircut.
We are Marines.
Now take my advice and get the fu... out of here.
You're on the wrong side of this, Swagger.
- Not the first time. - Won't be the last.
Leave, or my guys bury you in the sand
outside the gate.
My guess is nobody even knows you're here.
Let's go.
Well, that got stupid real fast.
Guard the chapel, even after they're gone.
Roger that.
Thought you was limiting your shooting
to the range these days, Bob Lee.
I was just catching up with a Marine buddy,
and this asshole starts going crazy.
We tried to talk to him.
Witnesses said you had a black fella with you.
Yeah, he's a friend.
Uh, he's had some issues with the law.
I don't want to get him in trouble.
Well, we can leave him out of it for now,
but I'm gonna need you to come down to the station
- to give a statement. - I'm happy to.
Mind if I stop home and give Mary a kiss?
Sure. Come by first thing in the morning.
You got it.
- He's convulsing. - Get me Carbamazepine, stat.
- What happened to Johnson? - Hell if I know.
If Solotov was out there,
we wouldn't have made it from the trucks to this barn.
Oh, that doesn't mean he's not on his way.
Well, answer me this, Bob Lee.
Why would Solotov want to kill us?
He had nothing to do with that heroin we found.
Man, we can't be certain of anything.
Oh, man, when you think about it, after all the shit
that we did together back in the day,
I can think of a long list of people that'd want to kill us.
You got the Taliban, al...
All right, well, whoever it is...
we're gonna be ready for 'em, all right?
Oh, so you're just gonna go full-on Swagger mode
and just lay waste to everybody?
- Don't worry, man. - We'll... we'll rotate watch...
- Negative. - I got to get home, Bob Lee.
You got your family here, but whomever's after us
might know that my girl's back in Lubbock.
Okay, well, then you go grab her and bring her back here.
We're safer as a team.
Why would we be safer as a team?
I'll explain in a minute.
Well, maybe you can start off
by explaining what happened at the diner
or the bag of feed,
'cause Joey called... you know how he gets.
- I was just leaving. - You can...
- Why don't you... - Good night.
Oh, you're gonna come back tomorrow, right?
- Yeah. Good to see you, Julie. - You bring your girl.
We'll get on the phone with Ali and Tio,
and, uh, we'll figure all this out.
- Right on, brother. - I'll see you in the morning.
All right, baby, I'm gonna lock up,
and I'll tell you everything I know.
I'll be right here waiting.
Hey, darling.
Yeah, I know. I'm gonna be home soon.
Do you want me to pick up some Ben & Jerry's?
Yeah. I'll tell you what...
I'll pick the flavor, and you pick the movie.
All right, I'll see you soon. I love you.
Bye-bye.
Hey, it's cool, man. I got a flat.
I'm on top of it.
I'm serious, brother. I don't need any help.
Get back to your car.
Son of a bitch, kid.
You sure you don't want some?
- Caffeine makes me twitchy. - Not me. I'm special.
I can drink a gallon and still stay steady on the gun.
Yeah?
I think the only thing steady about you is
the constant stream of nonsense coming out of your mouth.
I'm just trying to help you out.
Thanks, thanks.
You mind giving me a minute?
No, I get it.
Hey, are you gonna tell him about last night?
Depends on what he tells me first.
Captain.
How'd it go up in Kabul?
Turns out it's just a bunch of bigwigs
who feel they need to justify their existence
with PowerPoint slides.
Total waste of time.
Once again, I'm glad I'm not an officer.
You definitely weren't built to...
handle the bullshit that rolls downhill.
Hey, I'm fine with bullshit.
I'm just glad my role is cleaning it up,
not creating it.
How'd things go in my absence?
Nothing to report.
Good.
Look, I'm gonna go get cleaned up.
Meet me at the TOC in 20.
Got some things I want to go over.
Okay, boss.
_
I mean, I... I... I... I...
I can't even believe this. W-what...
You don't know who they are, you don't know who sent them,
and now Solotov might be one of them?
- Baby, I'm sorry. - I wish I had more answers.
- No, I don't... - I don't want answers.
I don't. I just want it to stop, all right?
I can't... I can't go through this again.
Mary cannot go through this again.
I'm gonna talk to the rest of the group,
- and we're gonna figure it out. - Figure it out?
How?
- How? - I don't know yet.
What the hell?
What's going on? I told you I'd come down tomorrow.
- This ain't about that. - At least I hope it isn't.
What's it about now?
There's been an incident.
Your buddy Dobbs got shot to death.
Looks like it might have been a robbery.
I'm real sorry, Bob Lee.
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