FBI: Most Wanted (2020) s01e14 Episode Script
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They call it "a bank
robbery gone wrong",
except we did everything right.
Us getting picked up was
just whatever, dumb luck.
Is that what you call it,
old-timer, dumb luck?
Mostly just dumb.
It's just messed up, you know?
People are gonna look back at
this thing me and my dad did
and not remember it for what it was
the perfect crime.
Pop? Pop, you all right?
My dad's not breathing!
Hey, oldtimer.
- Stop the van!
- Hey!
Hey, can you hear me? Pop?
Stay back, okay?
Hey, you okay?
What are you gonna do to him?
- All right, relax.
- And what are you gonna do
Dad!
- You coming?
- I'm out.
Wrap it up, Stevie.
What do you want to do with these guys?
I'm sorry. Are you waiting to order?
No, no, no, sorry.
Already did. It's all yours.
I got myself in a rut
found the crab dumplings
and refuse to stray.
What would you do to shake things up?
It depends. How do you feel about spice?
I don't mind a little heat.
Hey, Dad.
Looking at the fish.
He keeps telling me that
the young one's sick.
I think he's just sleeping.
- Hmm.
- LaCroix?
Yeah. Thanks.
Bon appétit.
- She liked you.
- Who?
The blonde lady.
I think she was gonna
ask you out on a date.
I don't think so.
Did you want her to?
LaCroix.
Our newest poster boys
are the father-and-son team
of Blake and Steven Wilson.
They were on their way from
Minnesota to Connecticut
to face charges for a
bank heist in New Haven.
They overpowered the guards
and left them for dead in a van,
which was found next to an
abandoned barn in Woodbridge,
shot point-blank with their GLOCK 19s.
We have footage on
the New Haven bank job.
The skinny one with the .45,
that's sonny boy Steven.
The rifleman with the
linebacker build, that's Blake.
He's been in and out of prison
his whole life for bank robbery.
He just completed a
12-year stint last year.
Wasted no time getting
back in the saddle.
Steven's story?
Kid's 18 no record.
Until Daddy came back into his life.
What's that on the security guard?
A bomb vest that's how they
managed to get into the vault.
They got away with just
under a million in cash.
They were caught two weeks later
at a fishing resort in Minnesota.
Rob a bank, go fishing.
Talk about living the life.
Well, their plan was to
escape across to Canada,
but young Steven decided to splash out
on a couple of $1,000 escorts.
He got drunk. The cops were called.
Blake would've known better
career criminal, hardened ex-con.
How were they planning
on crossing into Canada?
With two expertly forged passports.
If Blake's looking to get
out of the country again,
he's gonna need another 50 for
new passports maybe more.
Won't be long till they're
robbing banks again.
Let's get some TECS border stops,
BOLOs, photos to all ports of entry
- on the northern border.
- On it.
Kid might be looking
to get off the train.
Killing guards likely
the Dad's handiwork.
Stevie was just a college boy
in it for the money and the party girls.
Might not have bargained
for this kind of violence.
We have any family
he might reach out to?
A mother in Bridgeport.
She left Blake 12 years ago
when he was sent away.
This is unbelievable.
His father's got him
mixed up in murder now?
Listen, Stevie was never in trouble
until Blake came looking for him
when he got out of prison.
What was Stevie doing back then?
He was trying to get
into Trinity College.
He didn't get into any of
the colleges he applied to,
so backup plan was to take
community college courses
and transfer.
Doesn't sound like you
had much faith in the plan.
Stevie's ego is fragile.
We just have to support him.
- We being?
- Oh, me and Wesley, my oldest.
Just finished his PhD
in sustainable energy from Stanford.
- That's a tough act to follow.
- No one expected him to.
I always told Stevie he's gonna
make his mark another way.
Stevie was six when his
father went into prison
young enough to think
of his dad as a hero.
- Would Blake exploit that?
- He would've.
And I was 17 when we met.
Promised me the world.
Only thing Blake loves
more than stealing
is philandering and fishing.
After a big score, he'd take off,
wouldn't come back
till he had his fill of
walleye and loose women.
Even in prison came to find out
he's got pen pals, women.
I got my boys, and I never looked back.
- Is it too late for Stevie?
- We'll know when we find him.
Oh, wait. This is Wesley.
I'm gonna take this.
Pen pals
maybe one of them's helping
Blake on the outside.
Steven was in a vulnerable
place in his life
rejected by colleges, a half-ass plan.
He would've been ripe for
the picking by his old man.
Hey, boss, tracked down all
of Blake's known associates
All dead ends, literally.
Blake's the last man standing.
I asked New Haven's DOC
about Blake's pen pals.
There's one he's kept on the string
for the last three years
she calls herself his fiancée.
Prison is sending us scans
of their correspondence.
Ah, this I got to see.
Her name is Jeri Eaton
28, lives in Cranston, Rhode Island.
"I experience with you a
miraculous spiritual unity,
a co-mingling of inner lives".
"Spiritual unity", fancy way of saying
aiding and abetting a fugitive.
You see a free outlet anywhere?
Here, let me help you with that.
Why don't you shoot up a
flare while you're at it?
Right, should've known better.
Yeah, well, that makes two of us.
- About time.
- Sorry about that.
Maybe I shouldn't
have brought him along.
He just wants to please you, Blake.
- It's nice, isn't it?
- Hey, excuse me!
Case in point I say,
"Keep a low profile".
- And what does that nimrod do?
- Hello? Hey!
Look, you deal with him.
I'll be in the car.
Excuse me. You forgot my nuggets.
Hello? My nuggets?
- Hello?
- Time to go.
They forgot his corn dog nuggets.
He's already pissed off
at me enough as it is.
There's plenty of food where
we're going don't worry.
What?
Nothing, it's just
I'm glad you're here.
I think you're really good
for him for both of us.
Come on.
Jeri's a true-crime fangirl
Scott Peterson, Jeffrey MacDonald,
Kenneth Bianchi.
She has a flair for the dramatic.
Blake wasn't her only prison pen pal.
Over the past five years,
she's written letters
to six other convicts.
Jeri, you minx.
But she's been Blake's exclusive pen pal
for the past year.
Super says he hasn't
seen Jeri in a week.
She's a good tenant,
pays her rent on time and in cash.
Nice catch.
Walleye, good 15-pounder.
I'd be cheesing, too.
Crook with a heart of gold.
She and Blake must have
had a little honeymoon
before the New Haven bank job.
They even took junior along.
Maybe the next honeymoon's in Canada.
They'll need money for that.
You said she paid for her rent in cash?
They're gonna have to
find that cash somewhere.
There's this.
"Here's a shot of you and
Bill I thought you'd enjoy.
By the way, these are
the November dates
I need bartenders for.
I can do 500 cash each
if you commit to all".
Letterhead says "Marley York Catering".
Caterer with a bunch of cash on hand.
Got one bullet to the shoulder,
another to the back of the head.
Multiple gunshot wounds across the back,
both shot from behind
probably while making
a play for the door.
There's blood around her
lips, no visible wound.
- Maybe she bit one of 'em.
- Good for her.
Hopefully she gave one of them tetanus.
Looks like they found the cash.
And Chef York's wardrobe.
Oh, my God.
Jeri helped herself to a few dresses.
They snagged a few bottles
of champagne on the way out.
Blood on the box could
be the same person
that got bit by the chef.
Blake is losing his grip
killing anybody that gets in his way.
If Stevie thought life with his dad
was all fun and games,
he's having his eyes opened.
He'll make excuses for his dad. I did.
First time my dad took me
to the Saratoga Racetrack,
I was 14.
By the fourth race, he
was completely broke.
I had 20 bucks in my
pocket from my paper route.
That went, but on the way
home, I felt good about things.
I told myself, "My dad just showed me
how important I was to him
by borrowing money from me".
We found Chef York's cell phone
on the floor of the closet.
Last outgoing call was
at 9:16 this morning
to a Boon Pharmacy in
Cranston, Rhode Island.
Jeri's home turf.
Isn't this lace number a miracle worker?
You look great in anything you wear.
Isn't that right, Dad?
- How's the hand?
- It's cool.
It's just a bite. I can take it.
You always were a tough kid.
Look, Stevie, uh
I know it was hard,
my not being around
when you were growing up,
but I appreciate
the chance to make up for it.
Thank you, Dad.
Hey, how about we go down to the dock
while there's still some daylight?
Yeah, sure.
No.
Don't. I know who it is.
You what?
It's a friend I called
from the chef's phone,
which I totally left behind.
I learn my lessons, babe.
If this friend of yours isn't right
they're dead.
We'll need plate readers on all routes
in and out of Providence.
Wilson's smart enough to
stay off the interstates.
Okay, so let's focus on Routes 6
44, and 146.
What you got?
Yeah, Bethany Hogan,
works in the pharmacy.
She went home sick three hours ago.
Took a first-aid kit and
some pain meds with her.
Got ya. Let's go.
You really should
take it easy with that.
Where's my manners? You want some?
Okay, but not too much.
Jeri said you were sweet. She was right.
Can you grab us another one?
I'm almost out, and
your dad's gone flat.
You're not almost done. You're done.
Wha I'm just trying to loosen you up.
Yeah, by bringing some stranger in here?
Look, if you're worried about me,
- I swear, my lips are sealed.
- No one's talking to you.
Babe, why can't we
just have a nice time?
I tried so hard to make everything good.
Jeri, I swear
And, hey, for the record,
one of those bottles
would run you, like,
$200 in a restaurant.
Oh.
Oh, well that changes everything.
Here! Yeah, knock yourself out!
Don't look at me.
I can't believe what that son
of a bitch just did to her.
Easy, that's my dad
you're talking about.
Do you know how much she loves him?
She doesn't deserve that.
Roughly same age, same education.
Two years at UMass for
Bethany, two at Tufts for Jeri.
But their paths do cross
on Facebook Messenger
where they dish about
their shared passion,
Love on the Inside, an online community
who date the incarcerated.
All right, dating a convict.
I don't get it.
You always know where your man is,
that he's not up to
something with your BFF.
- Amen to that.
- It's safe.
No physical contact, no intimacy.
You think you matter
in that convict's life.
Like a sheep matters to a wolf.
Convicts have written textbooks
on how to work your prison bride.
So Bethany got invited
to keep Stevie company
while Dad and Jeri do their thing.
They got girls. They got champagne.
All Blake needs now is
a place to cast a line.
Last ping on Bethany's GPS is
20 miles east of Providence.
It's right over the
Massachusetts state line.
Long Pond Lake's nearby.
It's known for its walleye.
Fishing camps, lake resorts.
On it.
Flashing.
Go, go.
Still warm. Didn't miss him by much.
This is Agent Crosby. You did?
Okay. Where at?
Yeah, all right. Thanks.
They found Bethany's
Prius about a quarter mile
down the road hidden in the woods.
They must have taken off in Jeri's car.
The ice on the lake it's
broken up near the dock.
We got a body.
Bethany Hogan.
We got a DB in the water by the dock.
Used anchors down there.
Probably from those boats over there.
Tied it around her so
she wouldn't float up.
Somebody didn't want
her found anytime soon.
That was the intention.
The rope slipped, was
poorly tied like this one.
A life-long fisherman like Blake
would never have made this
kind of mistake, would he?
No, he wouldn't.
He wouldn't let anybody
else make it either.
Nope.
This wasn't Blake's play.
So what are we saying?
What I'm saying is it was Stevie.
He killed her.
I've been looking at this all wrong.
Damn it.
ME's preliminary on Bethany
blunt-force trauma
to the back of the head, then drowning.
What's going on, bro?
I let my own history muddy my judgment.
It's all right here.
Two security guards in the
van, both shot point-blank.
The whole point of firing at
close range is a direct shot.
These shots were off
the mark, indecisive.
The shooter hesitated.
Whoever grabbed York
didn't have the muscle
or the experience to control her.
They started shooting.
Ballistics found slugs all over
the back wall of the kitchen,
all from the same gun.
Panic fire.
This isn't the work
of a hardened criminal.
This is Stevie making a mess.
He killed all these people
in plain sight of his dad and Jeri.
Bethany he strangled her,
drowned her quietly,
hid her body at the bottom of the lake,
and then dumped her
car far from the cabin.
He didn't want Blake and Jeri to know.
That's what I'm thinking.
It suggests that Blake is not too happy
with Stevie's killing spree.
Perhaps there is tension
between the two of them,
maybe something we can exploit.
Okay, let's dig into that.
We don't need to worry about Bethany.
She's just not the type to
Sneak out in the middle of the night?
We're fighting for our lives, Jeri.
That's the corner that
kid pushed us into.
I know.
He's got me worried, too,
but the kid worships you, Blake.
Yeah, he's a live wire,
and he's in the way.
It's a cakewalk, just like you said.
It's all there no guards, back exit.
So?
See you on the other side.
Everyone stays on the ground!
No one talks!
No one moves, and no one dies!
- I said don't move!
- I'm not!
Not now!
You were just a second
ago right over here!
I don't know what you're talking about.
Don't!
- The alarm, bitch!
- Let it go!
Is that what you were
stupid enough to do?
Leave her alone.
what the hell are you doing?
- The big one emptied the drawer so fast.
-
I thought maybe he took the bait money.
He grabbed everything but.
Is there a back exit downstairs?
Not an official one.
There's a way out through
the service corridor.
You remember anything
else about the two men?
The big one wanted to go,
but the skinny one wouldn't listen.
After he shot Ryan, the
big one dragged him out.
- Physically?
- Pulled him by the collar.
The big one was pissed.
That's it for now. Thank you.
Bank manager puts the
take at around 11 grand.
That's 30 grand shy of what
they need for those passports.
If the Wilson's make it that far,
the family ties are looking thin.
Even with his son's antics,
Blake is proving himself a total pro,
avoiding the bait money,
knowing about the exit.
Jeri was probably parked
there in the getaway car.
Any video with a sight
line to the back exit?
Got it right here.
Excellent. Let's get a look at her.
Now, I crosschecked the timecode.
You got Jeri starting to leave
at the same time that
Stevie shot the employee,
so I'm guessing Jeri heard
the shot and panicked.
She was gonna run, but
then changed her mind.
But her impulse was to run.
She had enough of the gangster life.
Maybe we can get her to run again.
The website she and Bethany were on
Love on the Inside.
Yeah, yeah, does Jeri
still log on to that?
Uh, last time was yesterday.
She's not posting but
reading about other ladies
and how they're living
it up with their bad boys.
All right, well, we're gonna assume
she doesn't know Stevie killed Bethany
because Bethany's about
to reach out to Jeri
- and coax her away from Blake.
- I'm liking this.
You would.
All right, hard sell the story
about Blake driving Bethany away.
"Hey, Jeri, sorry I cut out on you,
but I was forced to by Blake, who"
- "Forced himself on me".
- "And that's why I took off".
"Fearing for my life and yours".
"I'm ready to go to the police".
"But I won't do it unless
I know you're safe".
"I'm here for you, Jeri".
"Just name a place to meet".
Works for me.
Send it.
It's Tali.
She said they went back
to the Chinese place
but didn't see my
girlfriend sad face.
She is a funny one.
She is.
Seriously, bro, you might've
missed an opportunity.
Ah, I don't think so.
Tali was there.
If I had have responded,
it might've been difficult for her.
I don't know about that.
Tali actually might like
to see you out there.
I think my folks would
be okay with it, too.
I wouldn't know where to start.
Well, there's dating apps,
but everybody wants
a guaranteed outcome.
That ain't living.
No, it ain't.
So what do you do?
Tried and true be nice, friendly.
Be open.
It's Jeri.
"Bethany, I've thought
seriously about what you said.
I'll meet you tomorrow at
9:00 behind Garden City Plaza".
Jeri, I'm Agent LaCroix of the FBI.
I'd like you to come with us, please.
Oh, she's on the move!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Let me go!
- Hold on. Hold on.
Where's Bethany? That bitch lied to me.
- Let me go.
- Easy, lady.
- We're not trying to hurt you.
- Come take a look!
We got a tarp, hacksaw, garbage bags.
And in the glove compartment
Jeri had a going-away
party planned for Bethany.
I didn't want to meet
Bethany, but Stevie made me.
He wanted me to kill her to shut her up.
- Stevie told you to kill her?
- Yes.
I wouldn't have gone through with it,
but I'm scared of
Stevie, and so is Blake.
I mean, after seeing
him kill four people
You know?
Five people. Stevie
already killed Bethany.
And you're lying to us.
Nobody sent you to
the Garden City Plaza.
You resented Bethany for
threatening the fantasy
you'd created around Blake.
But then there's Stevie.
We saw how you almost
drove away when you heard
the shooting in the bank.
You wanted to leave because of Stevie,
but you couldn't 'cause of Blake.
Whether you agreed
to the murders or not,
you're an accomplice.
If you cooperate, maybe we could work
something out for you and Blake.
You might even get out
of jail at the same time,
be able to pick up where you left off.
Who gave Blake inside information
on the bank in Rehoboth?
Uh, this guy in New Haven.
I don't know his name, but we
went to his place just before.
So you can lead us to him?
It was at night. Blake was driving.
He said the guy owed him $100,000.
He told me to knock on the door.
It was a blue door.
He answered, and then
Blake and Stevie pushed in.
Great. What'd he look like?
He was black, hefty.
He had a hearing aid on his left side.
Blake sent me back to the car,
and I waited till they came back,
and then the next day,
they hit the bank.
And what about the 100,000?
I don't think they got it.
If they did, they wouldn't
need to rob anybody.
Because they had enough
for the passports?
Blake's heading to Canada, yes?
It's too late to hold out on us, Jeri.
Blake knows these people
the Albanians, he calls them.
We gave them $10,000.
They said we had two days
to come up with the rest.
How much is the rest?
50,000.
These were found in Jeri's purse
photos for the fake passports.
Looks like Stevie is the odd man out.
Blake's cutting him loose.
Probably not until he's got
the money for the passports.
At least one more bank robbery.
The bank job they got arrested for,
the one in New Haven three months ago,
netted them what?
Uh, they cleared almost a mil.
And they were caught with 840 grand.
And take away the 50k for the passports.
Right.
That still leaves 100
grand unaccounted for.
Money they might've
paid to an inside man
for information on the bank job.
Can you cue up the New Haven bank job?
Yeah, give me a sec.
Blow it up. Play it back.
- Mm-hmm.
- Real slow.
He's bleeding
from a blown eardrum.
That's our man.
Good.
FBI, freeze!
Get up!
We'll take that as an
admission of guilt, Mr. Green.
It's an admission of nothing.
Okay, it was a panic attack.
I have PTSS to this day
because of that bank robbery.
Come on, Mr. Green, Blake
Wilson's girlfriend described you.
- She described your house.
- What are you talking about?
After your injury,
Tilling Security gave you
a desk job at their corporate office.
Come on, come on.
You have intel on dozens of banks.
I didn't help Blake Wilson.
Don't make us look for your cut
- from the New Haven job.
- I spent it, all right?
I bought my mom a new condo,
but I didn't help Blake Wilson.
I helped Stevie.
You helped Stevie rob banks?
Me and Stevie used to work
at a club up in Hartford.
I did security. He bused tables.
When I got the job at the bank,
Stevie started telling me
about his pops, how he
was getting out of jail
and how he thought he could
talk him into hitting my bank.
It was his idea?
He reached out to Blake?
Yes, all he talked about was his dad,
how he wanted to be just like him.
He said it was in his
blood, for God's sake.
Got to admit
Blake's pretty good.
He came up with the
whole bomb vest thing.
It was pretty slick, right?
And when Blake found out
you had no money left?
I thought he'd kill me, but
Stevie stepped up for me,
and that's what saved me.
I just had to give up some
information on some banks.
How many?
Three.
It's been almost 36 hours.
What are the Wilsons waiting for?
They should've struck by now.
Maybe Blake figured we got to Jeri.
It's got him spooked.
Spooked or not, they need money to get
out of the country, and
they're running out of time,
not to mention his trigger-happy son
is probably pushing him to do something.
Maybe it's a bank we missed.
Maybe it's one they already scouted.
When would Blake have found the time?
He did a bank job as soon
as he got out of jail,
and he's been on the run ever since.
Maybe it's Stevie.
He's been wanting to
fill his father's shoes
since way before Blake
got out of prison.
It was in his blood?
Maybe he struck out on his own
while he was in Hartford
get some work experience.
- Can you pull up the
- Bank robberies in Hartford.
Yeah, while Stevie was living there.
Two all suspects in custody.
And an attempted robbery
at the Green Mountain Savings and Loan.
Suspect got away.
- Here he is.
- Could be him.
Looks like he lost his nerve.
But he would've done his
homework on that bank
research that'd come in
real handy right about now.
Call Hartford PD. Get
'em out to that bank ASAP.
And let's get the bird fired up.
- Have him lock the door.
- Get up, get up!
Get up now! Lock the door!
- Quickly!
- Okay.
It's locked.
Get on the ground!
What do we do now?
- About 30 minutes into the standoff.
-
We've made at least two bad
guys through the windows.
Area's secure. Snipers are in place.
- Gonna join you guys on top.
- Good.
We have a hostage negotiator on site?
Lieutenant Thomas, State Police.
Agent LaCroix. Any contact?
We've been trying nothing
but silence on the other end.
We got shots! We got shots fired!
We'll shoot one every half hour
until our demands are met.
We'll call you back with a list.
May I?
I said we'd call you back.
Steven Wilson, this is
Agent LaCroix of the FBI.
I'm taking over these negotiations.
You need to listen to me very carefully.
No, you listen to me.
You're not dealing with
the State Police anymore.
This is the FBI, so
you're gonna have to put
your big-boy pants on, Stevie.
I will not consider any of your demands
until you let us remove that person
from the front of the bank.
This is a serious
negotiation for your lives
and the lives of your hostages.
I will not let you turn
this into a spectacle.
Are we clear?
Okay, go ahead. Take the body.
I don't care.
- Good.
- Get him out of there.
Now, I don't believe
your father's with you.
I don't think he trusts you anymore
since you botched that job last year
- and you lost your nerve.
- He trusts me.
He's here. We're in this together.
Prove it. Put him on the phone.
The FBI wants to talk to you.
- Blake Wilson?
- That's right.
- Who's this?
- Agent LaCroix.
You know we have Jeri Eaton in custody?
Yeah.
You curious to know
what's happening with her?
No.
Passport.
Well, thanks to Jeri,
we're all caught up
on who's behind the body count.
And killing the hostage
that was Stevie's idea?
Yeah.
Now, you know I know there's
no way out of there alive
unless you play this as
smart as I think you are.
Well aware of that.
Let me offer you a way out.
Okay.
But you heard my son. It's do or die.
Just can't be any other way.
Let me come in and negotiate.
Okay.
Let's get wired up.
You sure?
Sounds like Stevie wants to
go out in a blaze of glory.
Not Blake I don't think
he can shake his son without some help.
It's done.
Thank you.
Hold your fire! Agents going in!
We want a car to the airport
and a chopper to anywhere we want.
I can't do that, but I'm
willing to meet you halfway.
You release the hostages,
and I'll secure an exit for one of you.
Which one of you, you can decide.
That's up to you guys.
There's only one criminal we want.
You really think I'm just
gonna leave my dad behind?
Stevie, look at me.
Look at me, Stevie.
I'm not afraid to go back.
It's what I know.
No, there's got to be another way.
There isn't. You heard him.
He's willing to do the time.
I robbed you of a real father,
and I'm not gonna take
away your future, too.
- Just take the deal.
- I can't do that to you.
Damn it, Stevie!
Why can't you just do
what I say for once?
How in the hell you think
we got into this mess
in the first place?
Look, I know I screwed up,
but from here on out, I'm
not letting you down, okay?
No deal.
I'm offering you a way out.
You're willing to die to save
your father from going to jail?
- Damn right.
- You're a good kid, Stevie.
Better than he deserves.
Did he tell you what he had planned?
Did you tell him?
Jeri led us to the Albanians
who were making
passports for your father.
There's two passports here.
One for Blake
And there's another one here for
Well, you tell me.
There's no passport for you, Stevie.
Jeri told us that Blake
was planning on killing you
before he got to the border.
No, no, nobody was gonna kill you.
No, the plan was to come back for you.
Stevie.
I-I
- Whoa.
- Don't do it, Steven.
Nobody needs to die here.
Just give me the gun.
Oh! God!
You stupid what'd you do that for?
You were really just
gonna get rid of me?
I should've walked away
when you came looking for me.
This couldn't have worked
out worse if I tried,
you weak, pathetic
Don't do it Steven.
I know you want to, and I know why.
I'm gonna go away for
the rest of my life
no matter what, so why not?
Because then I'll have to kill you,
and I don't want to do that.
Trust me, he's not worth it.
I would've done anything for him.
I know. I hear you.
All he does is take
from you, from your mom.
But you kill him, he takes everything.
You hear me, Steven?
Steven, do you hear me?
It's better for him to
live with what he's done.
We're clear.
We're clear. We're clear!
Get up!
Well, you got me out alive.
Trust me, it wasn't your
life I was trying to save.
Looks like Blake's gonna pull through.
Somehow I'm not relieved.
You know, the second time
I went to the track with
my dad, I wanted to go.
I wanted to be like him
with his pals and his world.
He started losing, as usual.
Got drunk, as usual,
and blamed me for his bad luck.
When I saw Stevie's picture,
I thought to myself
"I know this kid".
Five homicides later
We all got blind spots, bro.
You still got the job done.
I'm heading up. You coming?
No, I'm gonna sit for a bit.
I am done for the night, Pete.
You mind checking on my to-go order?
Yeah, sure.
What'd you order?
- The salmon.
- I was gonna order that.
- Any dessert?
- Tiramisu for my son.
How old?
14 going on 40.
Likes it with his decaf
cappuccino in the morning.
I'm usually up and out by
the time he gets up, so
Restaurant opens that early?
No, I teach special education.
Really?
Well
that's important work.
And what do you do?
Um
I'm in law enforcement.
Hmm.
Wouldn't have taken you for a cop.
What would you take me for?
I don't know. A philosophy professor.
Maybe in another life.
Here you go.
Thanks, Pete.
Have a good night.
Lovely talking with you, Professor
Jess.
Leslie.
Have a good rest of your night.
You too.
One App's got it all.
The new Global TV App.
They call it "a bank
robbery gone wrong",
except we did everything right.
Us getting picked up was
just whatever, dumb luck.
Is that what you call it,
old-timer, dumb luck?
Mostly just dumb.
It's just messed up, you know?
People are gonna look back at
this thing me and my dad did
and not remember it for what it was
the perfect crime.
Pop? Pop, you all right?
My dad's not breathing!
Hey, oldtimer.
- Stop the van!
- Hey!
Hey, can you hear me? Pop?
Stay back, okay?
Hey, you okay?
What are you gonna do to him?
- All right, relax.
- And what are you gonna do
Dad!
- You coming?
- I'm out.
Wrap it up, Stevie.
What do you want to do with these guys?
I'm sorry. Are you waiting to order?
No, no, no, sorry.
Already did. It's all yours.
I got myself in a rut
found the crab dumplings
and refuse to stray.
What would you do to shake things up?
It depends. How do you feel about spice?
I don't mind a little heat.
Hey, Dad.
Looking at the fish.
He keeps telling me that
the young one's sick.
I think he's just sleeping.
- Hmm.
- LaCroix?
Yeah. Thanks.
Bon appétit.
- She liked you.
- Who?
The blonde lady.
I think she was gonna
ask you out on a date.
I don't think so.
Did you want her to?
LaCroix.
Our newest poster boys
are the father-and-son team
of Blake and Steven Wilson.
They were on their way from
Minnesota to Connecticut
to face charges for a
bank heist in New Haven.
They overpowered the guards
and left them for dead in a van,
which was found next to an
abandoned barn in Woodbridge,
shot point-blank with their GLOCK 19s.
We have footage on
the New Haven bank job.
The skinny one with the .45,
that's sonny boy Steven.
The rifleman with the
linebacker build, that's Blake.
He's been in and out of prison
his whole life for bank robbery.
He just completed a
12-year stint last year.
Wasted no time getting
back in the saddle.
Steven's story?
Kid's 18 no record.
Until Daddy came back into his life.
What's that on the security guard?
A bomb vest that's how they
managed to get into the vault.
They got away with just
under a million in cash.
They were caught two weeks later
at a fishing resort in Minnesota.
Rob a bank, go fishing.
Talk about living the life.
Well, their plan was to
escape across to Canada,
but young Steven decided to splash out
on a couple of $1,000 escorts.
He got drunk. The cops were called.
Blake would've known better
career criminal, hardened ex-con.
How were they planning
on crossing into Canada?
With two expertly forged passports.
If Blake's looking to get
out of the country again,
he's gonna need another 50 for
new passports maybe more.
Won't be long till they're
robbing banks again.
Let's get some TECS border stops,
BOLOs, photos to all ports of entry
- on the northern border.
- On it.
Kid might be looking
to get off the train.
Killing guards likely
the Dad's handiwork.
Stevie was just a college boy
in it for the money and the party girls.
Might not have bargained
for this kind of violence.
We have any family
he might reach out to?
A mother in Bridgeport.
She left Blake 12 years ago
when he was sent away.
This is unbelievable.
His father's got him
mixed up in murder now?
Listen, Stevie was never in trouble
until Blake came looking for him
when he got out of prison.
What was Stevie doing back then?
He was trying to get
into Trinity College.
He didn't get into any of
the colleges he applied to,
so backup plan was to take
community college courses
and transfer.
Doesn't sound like you
had much faith in the plan.
Stevie's ego is fragile.
We just have to support him.
- We being?
- Oh, me and Wesley, my oldest.
Just finished his PhD
in sustainable energy from Stanford.
- That's a tough act to follow.
- No one expected him to.
I always told Stevie he's gonna
make his mark another way.
Stevie was six when his
father went into prison
young enough to think
of his dad as a hero.
- Would Blake exploit that?
- He would've.
And I was 17 when we met.
Promised me the world.
Only thing Blake loves
more than stealing
is philandering and fishing.
After a big score, he'd take off,
wouldn't come back
till he had his fill of
walleye and loose women.
Even in prison came to find out
he's got pen pals, women.
I got my boys, and I never looked back.
- Is it too late for Stevie?
- We'll know when we find him.
Oh, wait. This is Wesley.
I'm gonna take this.
Pen pals
maybe one of them's helping
Blake on the outside.
Steven was in a vulnerable
place in his life
rejected by colleges, a half-ass plan.
He would've been ripe for
the picking by his old man.
Hey, boss, tracked down all
of Blake's known associates
All dead ends, literally.
Blake's the last man standing.
I asked New Haven's DOC
about Blake's pen pals.
There's one he's kept on the string
for the last three years
she calls herself his fiancée.
Prison is sending us scans
of their correspondence.
Ah, this I got to see.
Her name is Jeri Eaton
28, lives in Cranston, Rhode Island.
"I experience with you a
miraculous spiritual unity,
a co-mingling of inner lives".
"Spiritual unity", fancy way of saying
aiding and abetting a fugitive.
You see a free outlet anywhere?
Here, let me help you with that.
Why don't you shoot up a
flare while you're at it?
Right, should've known better.
Yeah, well, that makes two of us.
- About time.
- Sorry about that.
Maybe I shouldn't
have brought him along.
He just wants to please you, Blake.
- It's nice, isn't it?
- Hey, excuse me!
Case in point I say,
"Keep a low profile".
- And what does that nimrod do?
- Hello? Hey!
Look, you deal with him.
I'll be in the car.
Excuse me. You forgot my nuggets.
Hello? My nuggets?
- Hello?
- Time to go.
They forgot his corn dog nuggets.
He's already pissed off
at me enough as it is.
There's plenty of food where
we're going don't worry.
What?
Nothing, it's just
I'm glad you're here.
I think you're really good
for him for both of us.
Come on.
Jeri's a true-crime fangirl
Scott Peterson, Jeffrey MacDonald,
Kenneth Bianchi.
She has a flair for the dramatic.
Blake wasn't her only prison pen pal.
Over the past five years,
she's written letters
to six other convicts.
Jeri, you minx.
But she's been Blake's exclusive pen pal
for the past year.
Super says he hasn't
seen Jeri in a week.
She's a good tenant,
pays her rent on time and in cash.
Nice catch.
Walleye, good 15-pounder.
I'd be cheesing, too.
Crook with a heart of gold.
She and Blake must have
had a little honeymoon
before the New Haven bank job.
They even took junior along.
Maybe the next honeymoon's in Canada.
They'll need money for that.
You said she paid for her rent in cash?
They're gonna have to
find that cash somewhere.
There's this.
"Here's a shot of you and
Bill I thought you'd enjoy.
By the way, these are
the November dates
I need bartenders for.
I can do 500 cash each
if you commit to all".
Letterhead says "Marley York Catering".
Caterer with a bunch of cash on hand.
Got one bullet to the shoulder,
another to the back of the head.
Multiple gunshot wounds across the back,
both shot from behind
probably while making
a play for the door.
There's blood around her
lips, no visible wound.
- Maybe she bit one of 'em.
- Good for her.
Hopefully she gave one of them tetanus.
Looks like they found the cash.
And Chef York's wardrobe.
Oh, my God.
Jeri helped herself to a few dresses.
They snagged a few bottles
of champagne on the way out.
Blood on the box could
be the same person
that got bit by the chef.
Blake is losing his grip
killing anybody that gets in his way.
If Stevie thought life with his dad
was all fun and games,
he's having his eyes opened.
He'll make excuses for his dad. I did.
First time my dad took me
to the Saratoga Racetrack,
I was 14.
By the fourth race, he
was completely broke.
I had 20 bucks in my
pocket from my paper route.
That went, but on the way
home, I felt good about things.
I told myself, "My dad just showed me
how important I was to him
by borrowing money from me".
We found Chef York's cell phone
on the floor of the closet.
Last outgoing call was
at 9:16 this morning
to a Boon Pharmacy in
Cranston, Rhode Island.
Jeri's home turf.
Isn't this lace number a miracle worker?
You look great in anything you wear.
Isn't that right, Dad?
- How's the hand?
- It's cool.
It's just a bite. I can take it.
You always were a tough kid.
Look, Stevie, uh
I know it was hard,
my not being around
when you were growing up,
but I appreciate
the chance to make up for it.
Thank you, Dad.
Hey, how about we go down to the dock
while there's still some daylight?
Yeah, sure.
No.
Don't. I know who it is.
You what?
It's a friend I called
from the chef's phone,
which I totally left behind.
I learn my lessons, babe.
If this friend of yours isn't right
they're dead.
We'll need plate readers on all routes
in and out of Providence.
Wilson's smart enough to
stay off the interstates.
Okay, so let's focus on Routes 6
44, and 146.
What you got?
Yeah, Bethany Hogan,
works in the pharmacy.
She went home sick three hours ago.
Took a first-aid kit and
some pain meds with her.
Got ya. Let's go.
You really should
take it easy with that.
Where's my manners? You want some?
Okay, but not too much.
Jeri said you were sweet. She was right.
Can you grab us another one?
I'm almost out, and
your dad's gone flat.
You're not almost done. You're done.
Wha I'm just trying to loosen you up.
Yeah, by bringing some stranger in here?
Look, if you're worried about me,
- I swear, my lips are sealed.
- No one's talking to you.
Babe, why can't we
just have a nice time?
I tried so hard to make everything good.
Jeri, I swear
And, hey, for the record,
one of those bottles
would run you, like,
$200 in a restaurant.
Oh.
Oh, well that changes everything.
Here! Yeah, knock yourself out!
Don't look at me.
I can't believe what that son
of a bitch just did to her.
Easy, that's my dad
you're talking about.
Do you know how much she loves him?
She doesn't deserve that.
Roughly same age, same education.
Two years at UMass for
Bethany, two at Tufts for Jeri.
But their paths do cross
on Facebook Messenger
where they dish about
their shared passion,
Love on the Inside, an online community
who date the incarcerated.
All right, dating a convict.
I don't get it.
You always know where your man is,
that he's not up to
something with your BFF.
- Amen to that.
- It's safe.
No physical contact, no intimacy.
You think you matter
in that convict's life.
Like a sheep matters to a wolf.
Convicts have written textbooks
on how to work your prison bride.
So Bethany got invited
to keep Stevie company
while Dad and Jeri do their thing.
They got girls. They got champagne.
All Blake needs now is
a place to cast a line.
Last ping on Bethany's GPS is
20 miles east of Providence.
It's right over the
Massachusetts state line.
Long Pond Lake's nearby.
It's known for its walleye.
Fishing camps, lake resorts.
On it.
Flashing.
Go, go.
Still warm. Didn't miss him by much.
This is Agent Crosby. You did?
Okay. Where at?
Yeah, all right. Thanks.
They found Bethany's
Prius about a quarter mile
down the road hidden in the woods.
They must have taken off in Jeri's car.
The ice on the lake it's
broken up near the dock.
We got a body.
Bethany Hogan.
We got a DB in the water by the dock.
Used anchors down there.
Probably from those boats over there.
Tied it around her so
she wouldn't float up.
Somebody didn't want
her found anytime soon.
That was the intention.
The rope slipped, was
poorly tied like this one.
A life-long fisherman like Blake
would never have made this
kind of mistake, would he?
No, he wouldn't.
He wouldn't let anybody
else make it either.
Nope.
This wasn't Blake's play.
So what are we saying?
What I'm saying is it was Stevie.
He killed her.
I've been looking at this all wrong.
Damn it.
ME's preliminary on Bethany
blunt-force trauma
to the back of the head, then drowning.
What's going on, bro?
I let my own history muddy my judgment.
It's all right here.
Two security guards in the
van, both shot point-blank.
The whole point of firing at
close range is a direct shot.
These shots were off
the mark, indecisive.
The shooter hesitated.
Whoever grabbed York
didn't have the muscle
or the experience to control her.
They started shooting.
Ballistics found slugs all over
the back wall of the kitchen,
all from the same gun.
Panic fire.
This isn't the work
of a hardened criminal.
This is Stevie making a mess.
He killed all these people
in plain sight of his dad and Jeri.
Bethany he strangled her,
drowned her quietly,
hid her body at the bottom of the lake,
and then dumped her
car far from the cabin.
He didn't want Blake and Jeri to know.
That's what I'm thinking.
It suggests that Blake is not too happy
with Stevie's killing spree.
Perhaps there is tension
between the two of them,
maybe something we can exploit.
Okay, let's dig into that.
We don't need to worry about Bethany.
She's just not the type to
Sneak out in the middle of the night?
We're fighting for our lives, Jeri.
That's the corner that
kid pushed us into.
I know.
He's got me worried, too,
but the kid worships you, Blake.
Yeah, he's a live wire,
and he's in the way.
It's a cakewalk, just like you said.
It's all there no guards, back exit.
So?
See you on the other side.
Everyone stays on the ground!
No one talks!
No one moves, and no one dies!
- I said don't move!
- I'm not!
Not now!
You were just a second
ago right over here!
I don't know what you're talking about.
Don't!
- The alarm, bitch!
- Let it go!
Is that what you were
stupid enough to do?
Leave her alone.
what the hell are you doing?
- The big one emptied the drawer so fast.
-
I thought maybe he took the bait money.
He grabbed everything but.
Is there a back exit downstairs?
Not an official one.
There's a way out through
the service corridor.
You remember anything
else about the two men?
The big one wanted to go,
but the skinny one wouldn't listen.
After he shot Ryan, the
big one dragged him out.
- Physically?
- Pulled him by the collar.
The big one was pissed.
That's it for now. Thank you.
Bank manager puts the
take at around 11 grand.
That's 30 grand shy of what
they need for those passports.
If the Wilson's make it that far,
the family ties are looking thin.
Even with his son's antics,
Blake is proving himself a total pro,
avoiding the bait money,
knowing about the exit.
Jeri was probably parked
there in the getaway car.
Any video with a sight
line to the back exit?
Got it right here.
Excellent. Let's get a look at her.
Now, I crosschecked the timecode.
You got Jeri starting to leave
at the same time that
Stevie shot the employee,
so I'm guessing Jeri heard
the shot and panicked.
She was gonna run, but
then changed her mind.
But her impulse was to run.
She had enough of the gangster life.
Maybe we can get her to run again.
The website she and Bethany were on
Love on the Inside.
Yeah, yeah, does Jeri
still log on to that?
Uh, last time was yesterday.
She's not posting but
reading about other ladies
and how they're living
it up with their bad boys.
All right, well, we're gonna assume
she doesn't know Stevie killed Bethany
because Bethany's about
to reach out to Jeri
- and coax her away from Blake.
- I'm liking this.
You would.
All right, hard sell the story
about Blake driving Bethany away.
"Hey, Jeri, sorry I cut out on you,
but I was forced to by Blake, who"
- "Forced himself on me".
- "And that's why I took off".
"Fearing for my life and yours".
"I'm ready to go to the police".
"But I won't do it unless
I know you're safe".
"I'm here for you, Jeri".
"Just name a place to meet".
Works for me.
Send it.
It's Tali.
She said they went back
to the Chinese place
but didn't see my
girlfriend sad face.
She is a funny one.
She is.
Seriously, bro, you might've
missed an opportunity.
Ah, I don't think so.
Tali was there.
If I had have responded,
it might've been difficult for her.
I don't know about that.
Tali actually might like
to see you out there.
I think my folks would
be okay with it, too.
I wouldn't know where to start.
Well, there's dating apps,
but everybody wants
a guaranteed outcome.
That ain't living.
No, it ain't.
So what do you do?
Tried and true be nice, friendly.
Be open.
It's Jeri.
"Bethany, I've thought
seriously about what you said.
I'll meet you tomorrow at
9:00 behind Garden City Plaza".
Jeri, I'm Agent LaCroix of the FBI.
I'd like you to come with us, please.
Oh, she's on the move!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Let me go!
- Hold on. Hold on.
Where's Bethany? That bitch lied to me.
- Let me go.
- Easy, lady.
- We're not trying to hurt you.
- Come take a look!
We got a tarp, hacksaw, garbage bags.
And in the glove compartment
Jeri had a going-away
party planned for Bethany.
I didn't want to meet
Bethany, but Stevie made me.
He wanted me to kill her to shut her up.
- Stevie told you to kill her?
- Yes.
I wouldn't have gone through with it,
but I'm scared of
Stevie, and so is Blake.
I mean, after seeing
him kill four people
You know?
Five people. Stevie
already killed Bethany.
And you're lying to us.
Nobody sent you to
the Garden City Plaza.
You resented Bethany for
threatening the fantasy
you'd created around Blake.
But then there's Stevie.
We saw how you almost
drove away when you heard
the shooting in the bank.
You wanted to leave because of Stevie,
but you couldn't 'cause of Blake.
Whether you agreed
to the murders or not,
you're an accomplice.
If you cooperate, maybe we could work
something out for you and Blake.
You might even get out
of jail at the same time,
be able to pick up where you left off.
Who gave Blake inside information
on the bank in Rehoboth?
Uh, this guy in New Haven.
I don't know his name, but we
went to his place just before.
So you can lead us to him?
It was at night. Blake was driving.
He said the guy owed him $100,000.
He told me to knock on the door.
It was a blue door.
He answered, and then
Blake and Stevie pushed in.
Great. What'd he look like?
He was black, hefty.
He had a hearing aid on his left side.
Blake sent me back to the car,
and I waited till they came back,
and then the next day,
they hit the bank.
And what about the 100,000?
I don't think they got it.
If they did, they wouldn't
need to rob anybody.
Because they had enough
for the passports?
Blake's heading to Canada, yes?
It's too late to hold out on us, Jeri.
Blake knows these people
the Albanians, he calls them.
We gave them $10,000.
They said we had two days
to come up with the rest.
How much is the rest?
50,000.
These were found in Jeri's purse
photos for the fake passports.
Looks like Stevie is the odd man out.
Blake's cutting him loose.
Probably not until he's got
the money for the passports.
At least one more bank robbery.
The bank job they got arrested for,
the one in New Haven three months ago,
netted them what?
Uh, they cleared almost a mil.
And they were caught with 840 grand.
And take away the 50k for the passports.
Right.
That still leaves 100
grand unaccounted for.
Money they might've
paid to an inside man
for information on the bank job.
Can you cue up the New Haven bank job?
Yeah, give me a sec.
Blow it up. Play it back.
- Mm-hmm.
- Real slow.
He's bleeding
from a blown eardrum.
That's our man.
Good.
FBI, freeze!
Get up!
We'll take that as an
admission of guilt, Mr. Green.
It's an admission of nothing.
Okay, it was a panic attack.
I have PTSS to this day
because of that bank robbery.
Come on, Mr. Green, Blake
Wilson's girlfriend described you.
- She described your house.
- What are you talking about?
After your injury,
Tilling Security gave you
a desk job at their corporate office.
Come on, come on.
You have intel on dozens of banks.
I didn't help Blake Wilson.
Don't make us look for your cut
- from the New Haven job.
- I spent it, all right?
I bought my mom a new condo,
but I didn't help Blake Wilson.
I helped Stevie.
You helped Stevie rob banks?
Me and Stevie used to work
at a club up in Hartford.
I did security. He bused tables.
When I got the job at the bank,
Stevie started telling me
about his pops, how he
was getting out of jail
and how he thought he could
talk him into hitting my bank.
It was his idea?
He reached out to Blake?
Yes, all he talked about was his dad,
how he wanted to be just like him.
He said it was in his
blood, for God's sake.
Got to admit
Blake's pretty good.
He came up with the
whole bomb vest thing.
It was pretty slick, right?
And when Blake found out
you had no money left?
I thought he'd kill me, but
Stevie stepped up for me,
and that's what saved me.
I just had to give up some
information on some banks.
How many?
Three.
It's been almost 36 hours.
What are the Wilsons waiting for?
They should've struck by now.
Maybe Blake figured we got to Jeri.
It's got him spooked.
Spooked or not, they need money to get
out of the country, and
they're running out of time,
not to mention his trigger-happy son
is probably pushing him to do something.
Maybe it's a bank we missed.
Maybe it's one they already scouted.
When would Blake have found the time?
He did a bank job as soon
as he got out of jail,
and he's been on the run ever since.
Maybe it's Stevie.
He's been wanting to
fill his father's shoes
since way before Blake
got out of prison.
It was in his blood?
Maybe he struck out on his own
while he was in Hartford
get some work experience.
- Can you pull up the
- Bank robberies in Hartford.
Yeah, while Stevie was living there.
Two all suspects in custody.
And an attempted robbery
at the Green Mountain Savings and Loan.
Suspect got away.
- Here he is.
- Could be him.
Looks like he lost his nerve.
But he would've done his
homework on that bank
research that'd come in
real handy right about now.
Call Hartford PD. Get
'em out to that bank ASAP.
And let's get the bird fired up.
- Have him lock the door.
- Get up, get up!
Get up now! Lock the door!
- Quickly!
- Okay.
It's locked.
Get on the ground!
What do we do now?
- About 30 minutes into the standoff.
-
We've made at least two bad
guys through the windows.
Area's secure. Snipers are in place.
- Gonna join you guys on top.
- Good.
We have a hostage negotiator on site?
Lieutenant Thomas, State Police.
Agent LaCroix. Any contact?
We've been trying nothing
but silence on the other end.
We got shots! We got shots fired!
We'll shoot one every half hour
until our demands are met.
We'll call you back with a list.
May I?
I said we'd call you back.
Steven Wilson, this is
Agent LaCroix of the FBI.
I'm taking over these negotiations.
You need to listen to me very carefully.
No, you listen to me.
You're not dealing with
the State Police anymore.
This is the FBI, so
you're gonna have to put
your big-boy pants on, Stevie.
I will not consider any of your demands
until you let us remove that person
from the front of the bank.
This is a serious
negotiation for your lives
and the lives of your hostages.
I will not let you turn
this into a spectacle.
Are we clear?
Okay, go ahead. Take the body.
I don't care.
- Good.
- Get him out of there.
Now, I don't believe
your father's with you.
I don't think he trusts you anymore
since you botched that job last year
- and you lost your nerve.
- He trusts me.
He's here. We're in this together.
Prove it. Put him on the phone.
The FBI wants to talk to you.
- Blake Wilson?
- That's right.
- Who's this?
- Agent LaCroix.
You know we have Jeri Eaton in custody?
Yeah.
You curious to know
what's happening with her?
No.
Passport.
Well, thanks to Jeri,
we're all caught up
on who's behind the body count.
And killing the hostage
that was Stevie's idea?
Yeah.
Now, you know I know there's
no way out of there alive
unless you play this as
smart as I think you are.
Well aware of that.
Let me offer you a way out.
Okay.
But you heard my son. It's do or die.
Just can't be any other way.
Let me come in and negotiate.
Okay.
Let's get wired up.
You sure?
Sounds like Stevie wants to
go out in a blaze of glory.
Not Blake I don't think
he can shake his son without some help.
It's done.
Thank you.
Hold your fire! Agents going in!
We want a car to the airport
and a chopper to anywhere we want.
I can't do that, but I'm
willing to meet you halfway.
You release the hostages,
and I'll secure an exit for one of you.
Which one of you, you can decide.
That's up to you guys.
There's only one criminal we want.
You really think I'm just
gonna leave my dad behind?
Stevie, look at me.
Look at me, Stevie.
I'm not afraid to go back.
It's what I know.
No, there's got to be another way.
There isn't. You heard him.
He's willing to do the time.
I robbed you of a real father,
and I'm not gonna take
away your future, too.
- Just take the deal.
- I can't do that to you.
Damn it, Stevie!
Why can't you just do
what I say for once?
How in the hell you think
we got into this mess
in the first place?
Look, I know I screwed up,
but from here on out, I'm
not letting you down, okay?
No deal.
I'm offering you a way out.
You're willing to die to save
your father from going to jail?
- Damn right.
- You're a good kid, Stevie.
Better than he deserves.
Did he tell you what he had planned?
Did you tell him?
Jeri led us to the Albanians
who were making
passports for your father.
There's two passports here.
One for Blake
And there's another one here for
Well, you tell me.
There's no passport for you, Stevie.
Jeri told us that Blake
was planning on killing you
before he got to the border.
No, no, nobody was gonna kill you.
No, the plan was to come back for you.
Stevie.
I-I
- Whoa.
- Don't do it, Steven.
Nobody needs to die here.
Just give me the gun.
Oh! God!
You stupid what'd you do that for?
You were really just
gonna get rid of me?
I should've walked away
when you came looking for me.
This couldn't have worked
out worse if I tried,
you weak, pathetic
Don't do it Steven.
I know you want to, and I know why.
I'm gonna go away for
the rest of my life
no matter what, so why not?
Because then I'll have to kill you,
and I don't want to do that.
Trust me, he's not worth it.
I would've done anything for him.
I know. I hear you.
All he does is take
from you, from your mom.
But you kill him, he takes everything.
You hear me, Steven?
Steven, do you hear me?
It's better for him to
live with what he's done.
We're clear.
We're clear. We're clear!
Get up!
Well, you got me out alive.
Trust me, it wasn't your
life I was trying to save.
Looks like Blake's gonna pull through.
Somehow I'm not relieved.
You know, the second time
I went to the track with
my dad, I wanted to go.
I wanted to be like him
with his pals and his world.
He started losing, as usual.
Got drunk, as usual,
and blamed me for his bad luck.
When I saw Stevie's picture,
I thought to myself
"I know this kid".
Five homicides later
We all got blind spots, bro.
You still got the job done.
I'm heading up. You coming?
No, I'm gonna sit for a bit.
I am done for the night, Pete.
You mind checking on my to-go order?
Yeah, sure.
What'd you order?
- The salmon.
- I was gonna order that.
- Any dessert?
- Tiramisu for my son.
How old?
14 going on 40.
Likes it with his decaf
cappuccino in the morning.
I'm usually up and out by
the time he gets up, so
Restaurant opens that early?
No, I teach special education.
Really?
Well
that's important work.
And what do you do?
Um
I'm in law enforcement.
Hmm.
Wouldn't have taken you for a cop.
What would you take me for?
I don't know. A philosophy professor.
Maybe in another life.
Here you go.
Thanks, Pete.
Have a good night.
Lovely talking with you, Professor
Jess.
Leslie.
Have a good rest of your night.
You too.
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