In the Book of Judges, chapter 16,
Samson fell by the lust of his eyes,
and so the Philistines gouged his eyes out.
We reap what we sow.
In Numbers 32, it says, "Be sure your sin will find you out."
Somewhere, sometime, every little sin and every big sin
will find you out.
"For it is time," the scripture says, "to seek the Lord,
that he may come and rain righteousness upon you."
Because, unless you are clothed in the righteousness of God,
you will never enter Heaven.
The inspiration for this wonderful song comes from John 5:4.
"For an angel went down into the pool, and troubled the water;
whosoever then first stepped in
was made whole of whatsoever disease he had."
Amen.
We have among us today two of our great patrons,
Anderson and Eliza Schultz, who are certainly leaving their mark for God,
and to whom this church, this town,
and, indeed, this entire state owe gratitude.
Thank you, Reverend. A wonderful sermon.
I'm moved to share with the congregation, if I may.
Absolutely.
The scripture says we're to love our neighbor as ourselves.
There was a time, not long ago, when this town had become a neighborhood
without becoming a brotherhood.
But together...
we found the truth.
If we serve faithfully...
we will reap rewards.
Hallelujah!
Thank you very much.
We need our angel back in the choir.
It isn't quite the same without our Rebecca's voice.
How's she feeling this morning?
The new treatment is taking some getting used to.
Well, the side effects can be very uncomfortable,
but Dr. Scully has high hopes.
It's a potentially groundbreaking technique.
Very positive results coming out of Germany.
We're both in your debt.
I have become recently aware of a... serious matter,
one that threatens everything that we hold dear.
It's going to need a special kind of attention.
I welcome any opportunity to prove my faith.
I'll send someone along with the details.
In the meantime, just know that, as in the Book of Daniel,
one of ours has been thrown to the lions.
Rebecca and the boys will be well looked after while you're gone.
How long will you be gone?
Did I wake you?
I'm so sorry.
Can I get you something? Some water?
I need you.
Where are you going this time?
Jesus said, "When you give alms,
do not let your left hand know what your right is doing,
so that your alms may be given in secret."
I'll only be gone a couple of days.
I love you.
God damn it.
That piss...
gonna mix with the shit that's about to rain down.
How's the leg?
Next time, I'll hit more than your hand.
Yeah.
You two married?
Sure sound married.
And, anyhow, I went down to this seminar.
"Weak Eye Theory," it was called.
All about how everyone's got one eye bigger than the other
and how you gain advantage
by looking your suspect exclusively in their weak eye.
They don't even know it's happening,
but it's throwing them off. Psychologically.
- Impressive.
Hey, you think you could get me a Coke?
- You got a dollar? - Seriously?
I'm not about to spend my own money on a suspect.
I'm not a suspect, I'm the victim. Ask your boss.
How about this?
I will change your life for a dollar.
Change my life? Mmm-hmm.
See above the door over there?
Now, where I come from, you hang it the other way.
See, you guys got it all pointed down like that,
and all the luck just runs out of it, 'cause...
- gravity, right? - Uh...
Trust me. It's worth a buck. Come on.
- I can get you a water. - Ugh.
Please, Deputy Ogden, I need caffeine and sugar.
I have been up all night, taken prisoner, tied down, shot at,
almost killed, arrested...
We're not all highly trained like you are.
And, you know, I mean, when Child Services comes
I should be able to tell them that Larkville County at least
cares about the nutritional needs of its child victims, right?
- All that I have is a five. - Thank you.
Hey, have they told you what's going on here?
Like, what did I get dragged into?
When does it stop, Rachel?
Or is it...
Susan? No. Peggy?
Or maybe Stephanie?
Your prints came back.
The same prints, but under more aliases than Carter has pills.
And no one seems to know which is the real you.
So I ain't buying this Pollyanna routine.
Just tell us what really happened out there.
I did. I'm the victim here.
Okay. Fine.
I intended on treating you as a minor, but since you won't be straight with me,
I'll just take the average age of all your aliases and call you 18.
- I'm 16. Throw her in the women's cell
with that hard-ass she came in with.
No, no, no! You can't do that.
Look, just please don't do that.
Just give me one good reason.
Because...
she's trying to kill me.
What about the guy?
He...
- He saved me. - Saved you?
What was all that crap about him tying you to a bed?
He did that, too.
It's true.
I mean, both things are true.
Look, I'm serious. Sheriff, really...
they're both crazy, and I just happened to get in the way.
Watch her.
Ms. Marlena Olin.
Last known address, Detroit.
What bounced from your prints almost broke our Internet.
Former military. Former security contractor.
As were those four corpses at the motel.
See?
If it looks like a duck and it quacks like a duck, it's a duck.
Makes sense.
But you, Castiglione, you make no sense.
No known address. IAFIS came back with nothing.
You're a choirboy, apparently.
But look at you.
Look at what you did.
Went through her little crew like they were nothing.
Weirder still, no record of you in the military database.
If I had to guess,
I'd say you were a jarhead.
Well, I hope you both enjoy our sandwiches,
because nobody's going anywhere until I get the truth.
Good speech, Sheriff.
You know, little departments like yours don't handle homicides.
They bring in the state police.
But you haven't made that call.
Election year?
Racking up votes by playing the hero?
You let me out now,
I'll tell my people not to permanently erase your name from the ballot.
Trouble's coming, Sheriff.
Why is that, exactly?
The people who paid her, they're gonna want this cleaned up.
They're gonna want it done quickly.
Delayed gratification's good.
It built the middle class.
You're averaging less than two hours.
Yeah? Well, what can I say?
Hell of a nightlife up in here.
First, you can say what you're doing with the pills.
The prescription's meant to help you sleep.
I take 'em.
You do?
I take 'em, and then I flush 'em.
Why?
I don't need your help sleeping.
I was trained to sleep anywhere.
You were also trained on how to avoid sleep.
Why don't you want to sleep, Billy?
Are you afraid to sleep because of the nightmares?
Our treatment plan for you is simple.
Successfully exposing yourself to the nightmares
is the only way to control the nightmare.
Do you mind if I take a look?
Knock yourself out.
Trying to fully recall a nightmare is like pulling on a spiderweb.
If you yank hard on it, you're going to break it.
But we're gently pulling on that spiderweb.
And once we've pulled it all out,
you can leave nightmare helplessness behind,
and you can start to gain a mastery over it.
That's the point of this journal.
What you write down doesn't have to make sense.
None of this shit makes any sense!
Why won't you help me?
Billy, calm down.
I know what we're talking about is scary.
What the hell do you know?
You think you got it all figured out, don't you?
With your goddamn finger painting
and your "Dear Diary" bullshit!
You're agitated because you need sleep.
Hey!
Ahh!
Dr. Dumont, hi.
Attention, security. Initiate lockdown.
North wing, fourth floor.
We're on our way right now. Let's go. Let's go.
Why didn't you scream? Why didn't you say something?
I don't want you to get hurt.
Billy, you're not ready to be on your own. Okay?
You can trust me.
It's not too late to put this right.
We can do that, you and I.
There's no putting this right.
Billy...
Were you really just wrong place, wrong time?
Yeah.
I guess that's shitty luck for both of us, huh?
So, why?
I've been asking myself the same thing.
There's no stopping it now.
It's gonna have to play out.
One way or the other.
Sheriff! Sheriff, these guys are here about an extradition.
Nobody told me.
Sorry to bother you, Sheriff.
The paperwork's en route. Fax is probably coming through as we speak.
Bottom line, I'm here to take two prisoners off your hands.
We're talking about a white male, white female?
- Correct. - Yeah.
What's their story, anyway?
- 'Cause they ain't talking. - Yeah, I bet they aren't.
We've got 'em on a multiple homicide. Drug deal gone wrong.
The guy's got heavy connections, and word is he uses the kid as a mule.
Hang on. You're talking about a female juvenile?
That's right.
- She's still in your custody, I hope? - Yeah...
Thing is, we barely had time to process the girl.
Let us save you the trouble.
Not till they've been arraigned.
When's that? Later tonight?
This Thursday.
Thursday? What kinda town is this?
The kind that does arraignments on Thursday.
I suggest you take that time to get your paperwork.
Come back Thursday, maybe the judge will figure something out.
Yeah, that's not gonna work for us.
Well, at least you can let us see 'em, ask a few questions,
see what they got in their property.
Potential evidence.
What's that sign over at the diner, behind the register?
"Management reserves the right to refuse service."
That's it. We need to get one.
Okay.
Lieutenant, you don't look so good.
- He don't look good, does he, Dobbs? - No, sir, he, uh... he don't.
You better get home, see your doctor.
Did you take an oath, Sheriff?
- Excuse me? - An oath.
Did you take an oath when you came into office?
I did.
Before God. I'm not about to break it.
I respect that.
I, too, made a promise before God.
No need for anyone to get hurt if they don't have to.
I'm sorry, I don't think I got your name.
Hosea 8, verse 7...
"He that sows the wind shall reap the whirlwind."
Go.
What the hell?
You guys, I need you to do something right now.
Murphy, get the staties on the phone.
Phone's out, Sheriff.
No. Seriously?
I'mma kill Sprint.
Radio?
What's going on?
Waiting's over.
I guess so.
Dobbs, get back to your desk. Keep trying the radio.
You think it's them? Them who?
- What are we talking about? - We turned away a couple asshole city cops
who didn't have their extradition paperwork.
You're running out of time to tell us what the hell is going on.
Please just let me go before they come.
- You need to start talking. - Who's coming? What is this, Sheriff?
We don't know what this is.
But you're holding a rifle?
ID?
Dr. Dumont, I... I'm so sorry.
Are you okay? Have you seen a medic? Do you need anything?
I'm not hurt.
Then why have they got you sitting here like this?
I haven't made my statement. I'm waiting for a detective or something.
Unless that's you?
- No. This... this isn't my case. - But you're here anyway.
You know, all the months I've been coming here, pushing for the truth...
waiting for Billy to slip up, waiting for him to show what he really is,
I hope now you understand.
You think Billy was planning this?
You don't?
There was an activation of Billy's fear network
in response to emotional and cognitive triggers.
Responses to that kind of activation include escape, avoidance.
It's primal. It's involuntary.
You don't know him like I do.
I've been treating him for months.
Everything I saw
was a confused and frightened individual acting on impulse.
You think I'm so bad at what I do that I can't tell the difference?
Is there anything he said under your care,
any... clue at all that might indicate his whereabouts?
So I can... bring him in... safely.
Last time you brought him in, you almost killed him,
destroyed his face.
I don't recall you being there.
Are you trying to ban me from this place?
I banned you, Agent Madani.
I got sick of asking nicely.
Because your visits could impact any case we bring against Mr. Russo.
I am just doing my job.
You don't have a job here, Agent Madani.
The jurisdictions are clear. Russo is NYPD territory.
Your agency agreed to that.
Right around when they handed us the paperwork
on a crime scene they trampled all over,
like they were doing us a favor, throwing us a bone.
But here's why I think they did that.
Because of your personal connection to Mr. Russo.
Do I need to get you escorted off my crime scene, Agent Madani?
I'd prefer to spare us both the embarrassment.
I'm sorry. Forgive us.
I'm Sergeant Mahoney. I'm here to take your statement.
The good doctor thinks Russo is a lost soul cast adrift in the world.
Maybe you two deserve each other.
Please have a seat.
Castiglione, let's go!
Handing us over so soon, Sheriff?
I thought you'd show a little more sack than that.
You're not going anywhere.
I need you to start talking.
Face the wall. Hands over your head.
Sheriff, if he's going home, can I have his sandwich?
You're crazy. You want your arm stuck?
- Shh.
They're gonna have to amputate to get you outta there.
Ye of little faith. - Impressive.
Stealing from a vending machine inside of a police station.
Well, give me back my five, then.
Mmm. You know, it's... it's gone.
I put it in the machine just before the power went out.
Sorry.
What do you think is going on right now?
- I think the phones aren't ringing.
That feedback from the radio tells me there's a jammer out there.
I think you're sitting alone in the dark, Sheriff.
You got wolves all around you.
And I think you know it.
The question is, what are you going to do about it?
It might help if I knew what I was dealing with.
Okay.
Two days ago, I was...
I was at a bar outside Detroit. I was having a beer.
That woman and her team, they showed up.
They went after the kid hard.
I stepped in.
All in all, 13 bad guys, they got put down.
See, in the process, they shot a friend of mine,
and that pissed me off.
I figured the kid had something they wanted
and that they'd try again, so I took her. I split.
They tracked me to that motel, and you got the full meat wagon.
Thirteen? Trained killers?
I guess not so much.
Why?
- I'm not really the citizen's arrest type. - Why get involved?
A man's got a right to defend himself and defend those who can't.
You laid up for them in that motel. You could've run. You didn't.
If you run, you can't see what's coming up from behind you.
- That's premeditation.
What do they want from you?
Why did you tie her up?
She's ungrateful. Kids today, they got no manners.
You wanted her for bait.
Sheriff, when these people come, they come in numbers and they come hard.
I've seen it twice already.
You need to give 'em what they want.
You and the girl?
Hand you over just like that?
And the woman. They'll want her, too.
Sheriff, I think we should consider what he's saying.
All we need is for one of us to go get help.
If I take the Charger, I'll be back with the cavalry
before these jokers even realize it's happening.
Don't do it, Sheriff.
You're not in charge here.
Neither are you.
Dobbs...
is the Charger gassed up?
Yeah. Yeah, I, uh, filled it this morning.
Good. Give Ogden the keys. Ogden?
- That's too much car for Ogden, Sheriff. Just give him the keys.
Ogden, all you need to do is get clear of whatever's jamming the radio.
Call the staties, okay?
You're making a mistake, Sheriff.
You can count on me.
Let's go.
Shit. - What the hell?
It's too much car.
Ogden! You okay?
I'm hit!
Cover us.
Let's get out of here.
Okay, come on. Okay.
Stay low, okay? You're okay. Come on. Stay low.
Stay low. Stay low. Stay low.
Murphy?
I see him. Say the word.
- Hold your fire. Get him inside.
Shut the door!
Gutshot.
I give him two to three hours.
He'll survive, but only if he gets to a hospital.
He's got a wife and a child.
He's protecting godless people,
undeserving of your honor.
Do the right thing.
Give us what we came for, and we'll leave quietly.
You have my word.
From one God-fearing man to another.
Get inside. Get inside. Go. Go.
Stay low! All of you, keep away from the windows.
What the hell is going on, Sheriff?
Oh, God.
- Dobbs, get some vests. Hey, what can I do to help?
- I'm here to help you. Hold this hard!
Okay, just... just hang in there, okay?
That's great. No triple XLs.
Murphy, get a vest on.
This is crazy, sir.
All respect, but what are we doing here? A bunch of country cops?
We're not equipped.
Dobbs, give them vests, too. Them, too!
If Ogden dies because of you assholes, you'll be needing one of those.
No offense, ma'am, you're not really my problem right now.
Dobbs, take over for Murphy. Murphy, you're with me.
Sheriff, if Ogden bleeds out, that's on us.
- I'm not gonna let that happen. - What if we just send one out?
The guy. Hell, he wants to go.
Think about who we're protecting here. Murderers?
Are we gonna look after a couple strangers,
- or are we gonna look after our own?
I'm gonna go get him some water.
Sheriff...
just set me loose.
Set me loose, Sheriff.
You're gonna make a citizen's arrest? Huh?
You're gonna save the day one-handed?
You got a pretty high opinion of yourself.
You set the rules, I'll follow 'em. I give you my word.
You might be military, but these people of yours,
they're amateurs, and you know it.
- You need all the help you can get. - Help?
You're the cause of all this, you murdering bastard.
You ever put a round in someone?
You ever fire your weapon in the field, even?
That's what I thought.
You better tell 'em to let you out now.
My people will take this whole building down.
Old Testament shit.
You've seen the Internet.
They could bust in here using flamethrowers on men in cages.
Me?
Sweet boneless Jesus. I shouldn't even be in here.
My own goddamn brother locked me up for being drunk in public.
Yo, Ken, get your ass in here and talk to me!
Ken!
Jesus!
Return fire!
Who the hell are these guys, Sheriff?
There's an army of them out there!
God damn it! Dobbs!
Return fire! Two o'clock!
I'll cover the right.
Sheriff! God damn it! It's a diversion!
You need to cover the back. Cover the back door!
That back door is industrialized steel!
Damn it, Ogden!
Come on!
- Come on! Step back! Shit!
Dobbs!
Shit, shit, shit, shit!
Cover your eyes! Move it! Let's go!
You've gotta be kidding me!
Holy...
It's okay. It's okay. Easy.
What are you doing?
He's loose!
Give me that.
Got it. Go! Go! Go! - Move! Move! Move!
Come on! Go!
Take cover!
You know I can't let you run.
Your weapon's empty, Sheriff.
Sheriff, if you need someone to run, I'm your man.
- Drop your weapon! - Murphy. Put that gun down.
We're trusting him?
He had a chance to rabbit, and he didn't. We're trusting him.
Little Junior, what happened?
Take a wild guess, Bruce.
You look like you got shot! Shit! I told you this wasn't the job for you.
Sheriff, they got explosives.
They can tear this whole place down. She told me as much.
How many you think are out there?
- Too many. - We don't owe these people anything.
Dobbs, what about you?
Think we should turn these prisoners over?
Ogden needs a doctor.
No, you can't do that.
I'd never be able to live with myself if I knew these people died because of me.
How the hell can any of you live with yourselves?
I took the same oath as all of you...
and I intend to keep it.
Well, give me a scattergun,
'cause I'm seeing triple and can't aim for shit.
Come on.
You doing okay?
We can't just sit here.
They're gonna kill us.
You can kill every last one. I don't care.
But let me be the one to put a bullet in Castiglione.
Give me a team to hit from this side, while another team works the back.
There's only four of them left, plus the kid.
I'll finish the job, be out of the country by dawn.
I got passports, plenty of places to go.
Show me again.
Back door, this corridor leads to the bull...
"Our God is a consuming fire.
For the children of this life shall be cast into darkness.
Dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.
For this world is not your home."
You need to lay down, put pressure on that wound.
Hey, you keep standing up like that, you're gonna bleed out.
You want to die tonight, kid? Hmm?
Is that what you want?
No, sir.
Hey...
You did good.
What you did was as brave as anyone I ever saw.
But now it's time...
you sit there.
You sit back.
Go on.
That's it.
Now it's your turn to stand up, Bruce.
Anybody who wants to kill you is gonna have to come through me.
Hey, Sheriff, can I get a badge or something?
I think one of those vests might be more like it.
He doesn't have much longer.
I'm all ears.
You know, whoever's out there...
they've gone too far.
Next step, they come in here, they burn us all out.
And they don't stop till we're dead.
Let me go.
You're in no shape for that.
You got any black tape?
Help! Help! Help me!
Yeah, assholes, how do you like that?
You ever, like, see that Western where the guy comes to town...
turns out he's, like, the devil or death or something?
Hell, who gives a shit...
long as he's on our side?
Homeland Security! Drop your weapons!
Do not move! Stay where you are!
That's quite an entrance, Madani.
- You look like shit, Castle. - Yeah, it's been a rough couple days.
You changed your mind, huh?
Someone changed it for me.
Billy Russo broke out of the hospital.
You're gonna be okay. Hold on.
Man, I'm hungry.
Are you hungry?
Is that weird?
Hey, um... Listen, I just... I wanted to say thank you.
I mean, I know you were just doing your job and everything, but...
I gotta say, it was really amazing,
putting your life before a bunch of people you barely know. So...
thank you.
So, your name really Rachel?
Good luck, Ogden.
Sheriff, Mr. Castiglione here
is part of a very sensitive Homeland Security investigation.
Is that right?
I would like it if he was never here.
Officially.
Marine, you saved my ass more than once tonight...
and the lives of everyone in that building.
That's a fact.
So there's a scenario where she doesn't take you
- and you still weren't here.
Yeah, I appreciate it.
My van's trashed. I could use a ride.
Well, as far as we're concerned, Pete Castiglione was never here.
Yeah.
Sheriff, look, there's... there's one more thing.
I gotta take the girl.
- Unfinished business? - That's right.
Frank...
She comes, or I don't.
Marine!
I kept the guns.
I don't want any more bodies on my conscience. No offense.
None taken.
Think you might want these, too?
Thank you, Sheriff.
I don't want to know.
Where are we going?
New York.