I could just kick the door in, you know?
Yeah, right. Okay.
Look at it. Are you serious?
- My way, we're definitely getting in. - Right.
Remember why we're here. Seriously, Frank.
Hell, no.
- No. - Uncle Teddy sent us.
I need to see the money.
Your way, huh? Let's go get something to eat.
Right this way.
Hey, hey.
That's a heavy door you got there, mister.
It'd take a whole army to kick that thing down.
All right, I take the money up front.
Three hundred for my time and the studio, another two hundred for developing.
You own the prints and the negatives. No Internet, no trace, no cops.
Free to use any of this.
I don't judge, so whatever you wanna do.
- And I mean, whatever...
We're just here to use your shit.
Get to work.
Go.
- No! No! No! No! Please, don't...
No! No!
You like taking pictures of little girls, huh?
Please. Please, please, he's gonna kill me.
Please! Don't kill...
I didn't do anything, did I?
- Are you? - You go wait outside.
Go.
Hey, listen. He's, like, a total creep, but it still seems a bit borderline.
Even for you.
Hey.
It's your lucky day, asshole.
You're disappointed.
Hey...
I'm touched. Really.
Yeah?
You could always burn the place down if it makes you feel better.
Did you break it? - Oh, I hope so.
Now that we're awake, why not make the best of it?
Look, I... I gotta get out there.
I know.
- I got the whole room for a week. - Yeah?
How about you sleep in, get some room service,
keep it warm till I get back?
I miss your place.
The scrambled eggs you make and that good toast.
When are you back in?
They can't say. Rodent problem. The whole block, not just mine.
It's gonna take a while, they said.
On second thought, I'm enjoying hotel living.
- Are you gonna be here when I get back? - Mmm-hmm.
Got any word for me?
Not a word, brother.
- Here you go. - Thank you.
Just like Mom never used to make.
Here you go. Come here a sec, all right?
Holy shit.
Hell, Curtis, I can even read the board now.
"Today's special... Chili."
I guess I knew that, but it's nice to be sure, man.
Yes, it is.
Uh...
Curtis, I just...
Man, I can't even...
You're welcome. Now you can see where you're going, right?
Hell, yeah.
Now you have no excuse not to fill out those papers I gave you.
And maybe we can get you out of living in your car.
One thing at a time, man.
- Right now...
I'm gonna go over there and eat my chili.
Hi. Yes, I was just waiting to speak with, um...
Yes. Oh, wow. Thank you so much.
Seriously, you have no idea how awful it is being the second assistant.
Um, yes, so I... Just really quickly, I wanted to, um...
I wanted to triple-confirm Mr. Poloznev's usual breakfast time
and, like, triple-delay my inevitable firing.
Perfect. Oh, thank you so much. You've been so helpful.
What's your name? Deb. Okay, I'm Ashley.
And I'm sure we'll be speaking again soon.
Cool, cool. Thanks. Bye.
"Cool, cool," huh?
So, Poloznev's a creature of habit. Gets breakfast with his kid every morning.
You know, I bet he wakes up every day and pats himself on the back
for being such a special parent.
God, kids are a weakness.
Let's go.
This place costs $40,000 a year, just for tuition.
I'm sure they all come out as well-rounded, decent human beings.
Yeah, maybe we'll see if we can get you a spot, huh?
Sign you up for the glee club.
Yeah, you might as well just shoot me now.
Only someone who's never been shot would say something stupid like that.
Okay, fair.
Is this what you would have wanted for Lisa?
Send her someplace like this?
Yeah, I don't know. I...
I don't really think about it.
- You don't think about her? - I always think about her.
But she's gone, so...
You should think about her.
You should think about who she'd be now. Let her live in your head.
Happy. Doing stuff.
You know?
How old would she be by now?
Next month's her birthday.
She'll be...
She'd be 15.
Oh, man. Wow.
Yeah, well, she'd be doing stuff, all right.
You'd be in such trouble by now. Trust me. She'd be scaring the life out of you.
You know, she'd be going out and boys knocking on the door...
All of that.
You think they know?
Some of their parents kill people?
I made tea.
- That's what you drink, right? Yeah.
It's good. Just how I make it.
I suspect you don't miss much, do you, Billy?
Hey, uh...
look, earlier, I wasn't spying on you or anything.
That's not what I'm talking about.
What? You mean me listening to you and Jake?
Well, you made sure I couldn't miss that.
I'm guessing you wanted me to hear your whole healer shtick.
You take too many risks.
Your behavior is self-destructive.
So, what, you're trying to transform me, too?
That it?
I just think everyone is worth saving.
Even you. Even if you don't.
Well, I got nothing left to lose.
You do.
So why take the risk? I mean, that...
that seems kind of self-destructive.
So whatever this is, it's not, uh...
It's not all about me, is it?
Where were you last night?
I had a drink with Jake. Couple of drinks, in fact.
Did talking to someone with similar issues help you?
I guess.
Jake knows how it is. We got things in common.
Please don't leave here again.
And what if I do?
Don't get caught.
Wow. This place is really something.
You got four walls and heat. What do you need?
Loss of curiosity is a loss of humanity, Frank.
Yeah, well, I know where the exits are. Curiosity satisfied.
Where'd you get that?
Curtis.
I should have a gun.
A gun by itself is worthless if you don't know how to use it.
Last time I gave you one, you didn't do shit.
You could teach me.
All right, kid.
Tell you what. Empty gun, empty clip.
You can have mine.
- Yeah? - Oh, yeah.
If you can take it from me.
Oh, that's really cute.
- Now, that was cute.
Again, huh?
Uh-oh. You don't know what you're doing. Come here, sit.
- Ready to sit down?
Or you could just show me the right way to do it.
Get up. Come on.
- Keep your distance, okay? - Mmm.
Step number one: you're gonna take the gun off line, right?
- Off line, right? Push hard. Show me. - Mmm-hmm.
- Attagirl.
Easy. Easy.
All right, now step two: you go for that wrist, all right?
Get control. Go. Now look. Underneath.
- Yeah? Underneath. - Okay.
Go for the joint. Joints are weakest.
Yeah, especially in old dudes.
- Yeah?
Easy. Bang, bang. Listen to me.
Use your legs, get underneath and twist.
Okay.
- Look at that, huh?
- Who got a gun? - Yeah. Yeah.
Attagirl! Who's got a gun? - I got a gun.
Yeah, you got a gun. It feels good, huh?
Yeah.
Okay. Step three:
you just took a gun off somebody who wanted to use it on you.
What do you do?
You use it on them.
I don't care who they are. You do not hesitate.
You pull that trigger. You got it?
Good. Show me.
Hey.
Attagirl. Way to go.
I bet you were a really good dad, huh?
You ever teach Lisa any of this or anything?
Anytime I come here, I'm gonna call your name, okay?
So you hear somebody out there that doesn't call, you just take the shotgun,
you let loose.
You hit the hatch. You run like hell.
You clear?
Yeah.
Crystal.
Under arrest, in hospital care, Russo is forced to seek help.
But I can't help imagining what would be if I had been able to intervene earlier.
Billy reminds me of KM, so much.
If I can reach him...
I sometimes wonder why the stronger the man,
the less able they are to admit their pain and ask for help.
I look at BR, and it breaks my heart.
Don't even think about it.
Eject the magazine.
Round, too.
That because of me?
The lawyers told me that I shot you.
And I don't...
I don't remember that.
I wanted to call you, after I found out, to say...
to say... something.
I know you came to visit me once.
Would you believe me if I told you that I was sorry?
Sorry enough to turn yourself in and pay for it?
Oh...
Oh, I paid already.
Don't you think?
I'm never going back, Curtis.
So anyone who comes at me...
it will be all or nothing, do you hear me?
Now, a little birdie told me that you've been asking about me.
And in here...
In here, me and you...
we're still brothers, man, so...
So all of this... All this? This is hard for me, you know?
Now, I need you to tell me...
how did this happen to me?
Hmm?
How did this happen to me?
Just...
Just tell me.
Who did this to me, man?
I wish I could tell you, Billy.
I was never gonna hurt you, man.
What? Are you crazy?
- Who is it? Mahoney.
At least this time you didn't shoot me. That's progress. May I come in?
What do you want with me?
I was hoping you can help me with a couple of things.
Devil's in the details, right? And you know my case better than anyone.
Oh, it's all in my statement.
Yeah. I'm surprised you would just hand over a collar on something this big.
Anyway, everything lines up super tight,
like, let's be honest, these things never do.
Except maybe the medical records...
Is there a question coming anytime soon? 'Cause I gotta go.
Who's the third man at the carousel?
Uh...
I don't follow.
I was just wonderin'
how Billy Russo managed to shoot you in the head
after you'd messed him up so bad
he almost choked to death on his own blood.
Well, it's all in my statement.
I don't think you're capable of something that.
- What? I'm not strong enough? - Not cruel enough.
But we both know someone who is. Someone who hated Billy Russo.
- So, what, is that a question? - You look scared to me, Dinah.
I think you're holding on about as tight as anyone I've ever seen.
What is it they say? The truth shall set you free?
Oh...
Did you get a discount on fortune cookies or something, Mahoney?
I talked to the kids at the carousel.
I was sneaky, though.
I told 'em I was there to make sure they'd kept their word,
not told anyone about the third man.
The guy with the skull on his vest.
Look, uh...
- it's all in my... - "In my statement." Yeah.
Hmm. It's a shame you won't trust me with the truth.
Look...
I know I'm a pain in the ass, but I'm an honest cop.
And I think maybe, before all this, you were an honest cop, too.
Just be a second.
Hey!
The first chair is a position of leadership.
- You should be proud. Thank you.
Our specials are on the first page.
I didn't realize they were still in season.
If you know where to look.
Stay put.
Hey, how are you?
Just the usual, please.
Thanks.
See you tomorrow.
Clocked you at the cafe, asshole! Who are you?
Talk!
Relax. We have a mutual acquaintance from Ohio.
Frank Castle.
Would you prefer Peter Castiglione?
A man has to earn a new life, Agent Madani.
A new identity.
What did Castle do to earn his?
I can keep your secret.
If you tell me where to find him.
And the girl.
- Maybe I arrest you now, huh?
See what shakes loose?
On what charge?
Guilt and shame will eat you alive, Dinah.
Unless you face your actions before God and truly repent.
I'm sure we will speak again soon.
You're an easy woman to find.
Damn.
Stop! Stop! Don't clean anything.
Get out.
- In the building.
Fate.
When I was a boy, I saw a man...
walked into the woods at the end of a shotgun much like this.
This man had abused another man's daughter.
I was maybe 12 years old, but my father made me come to see...
to understand the justice.
That day, that man's blood still red in the snow,
I vowed to never be the man at the other end of the gun.
My father wanted me to learn about justice.
Instead, I learned about power.
And here I am.
So...
fate.
You want to make God laugh, show him your plans.
I don't believe in God. My own arrogance brought me here.
I didn't think you would come after me, even after you killed Kazan.
I didn't kill Kazan.
Maybe fate has a sense of humor.
If you didn't kill Kazan, the same people coming after you are coming after me.
Fate makes us allies, not enemies.
Anderson and Eliza Schultz. You know the names?
No.
Testament Industries.
Factories, oil and chemicals, and farming. All over this great country of yours.
Soon enough, nations will play second fiddle to corporations, Mr. Castle.
The Schultzes plan to run America Inc.
You think a couple of photos are gonna change that?
The photos you recovered are of their son, David Schultz.
Impressive young man.
All his life, his parents have been grooming him to become the next president.
There's only one problem.
David prefers the company of men.
So what?
If his orientation doesn't sink him, the fact that they hid it and lied would.
What's in it for you? Stopping this guy from taking office?
Oh, we don't want to stop him. We want to own him.
I can pay you handsomely for the photographs
and make sure you and the girl get safely out of country.
Call me old-fashioned.
I don't work with Russians.
On your knees.
Go on.
That's it.
I would ask one favor. Not in the face.
That man in the woods...
they made sure his mother didn't recognize anything she buried.
I would spare my wife and daughter that at least.
Your daughter.
How old?
Almost 17.
Does she know?
The shit you do, does she know?
No.
Isn't that what we all want, Mr. Castle?
To give our children a better life than we had?
Natalia, she plans to be a musician.
Violin.
I love to watch her play.
You take your family. You get out of town. You never come back.
Thank you, Mr. Castle!
I didn't do it for you.
I see you back in America again, I'll pay you a visit.
You work with them.
What's up, boys? How we doin'? Anybody need anything?
No, we got some. We got some. This is José.
Hey, man. Billy. What's up? How you doin'?
Anyway, I got along with them.
"Hearts and Minds" is kind of bullshit, but if you're making people laugh,
they're not gonna shoot you.
I want every print from every piece. Partials, too.
Run them all through AFIS and then through NGI.
- Can you... - It's classified.
I've been waiting my whole life for this.
Hmm. Okay.
Guys! Guys, you gotta help me.
They're taking my car. I'm getting towed. My whole life is in that car.
Oh, come on.
Shit.
Shit. Look, man...
Bobby, José, follow him. We'll flank him and cut him off.
- You two. Let's go. Come on.
Let's go.
Hey! Get off there. What are you...
Hey!
Get off me. What are you doing? Get your hands off me.
Bastard! Get off me.
Now, you can either stop fighting and shut up or I will break you in half.
You're crazy. Get off me, you freak.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Take it easy, man.
Shit.
Jimbo, I hope you remembered your keys.
Now, you need to get out of town. You hear me?
Change those plates and drive to Texas.
'Cause if they don't get you on the plates,
they will get you on the VIN if you stay in New York.
You got it. Thanks, guys.
I mean it. Thanks.
Good luck, man.
Damn, Billy. That was easy. We did that easy.
- How good did that feel? Pretty damn good.
- You guys moved pretty well. - Yeah, like riding a bicycle.
And we're wasting our time in that bar every night.
We should be doing jobs, working protection, something like that.
Make some money, get some juice while we're at it.
Right. Why work for someone else?
A crew like this? We should rob a bank or something.
I know a place.
So, Poloznev was right about the Schultzes.
They're buying Congress, basically, just one small piece at a time.
They run these alt-right websites, and they use them to make up scandals
and rat-punk their opponents.
And none of it's even illegal.
Oh, but killing all my friends, because two gay dudes kissed at a funeral...
Jesus Christ.
What?
Your friends died because they got involved with a blackmail scheme.
I mean, what do you think happens when you play games like that?
Lives get ruined. They get ended.
I didn't want that to happen.
So what? What does that got to do with anything?
You make a choice. You live with the consequences.
- The consequences? - That's right.
- You mean you kill them? - You're goddamn right.
You do realize that makes you just like them, right?
You're the one who wanted to play with guns.
All right. You told me to fight, and that's exactly what I'm doing.
I'm just trying to make myself useful here.
You know what? Forget it.
Christ. - Whatever. Think about it.
You know everything I do now.
If I were to get caught, nothing changes for you. Nothing.
I'm a pain in the ass anyway, right?
- You told me that often enough. - Hey, hey...
Whichever way this goes, you don't need me.
Okay, look, look, look, just...
don't talk that way, all right?
Sit down.
Sit down!
Please.
Look, I know I'd be dead if it weren't for you killing people.
I get that.
I just really hate this.
You know?
I wish... I wish I could go back and change it.
I mean, don't you?
If you could go back and change it, wouldn't you?
I was shit-faced.
I saw him taking my car and then the guys just went into action, man. Boom!
It was done before I knew it.
Jake's buddy, the dude with the messed-up face,
he told me to take off.
I was driving to Texas. Just like I was told.
I was gonna change the plates first,
but I parked and I just caught a quick nap so no one would pull me over for drinking.
And then they caught me at the curb, and, man, I'm just...
We're gonna find a place for you to crash somehow, all right?
Jake's buddy, who was he?
Billy somebody. A marine, I think.
I didn't tell the cops about anyone else who was there.
Did I do right, Curtis?
I figured it wouldn't help me get my car back.
No.
Sit tight.
Look at me. Don't tell them anything, all right?
Cool.
A subpoena.
It covers anything with Billy Russo's name on it.
Medical records, art projects, love notes...
Have you always wanted to be in law enforcement, Sgt. Mahoney?
I saw an astrologer once...
Doesn't sound very scientific. For a doctor.
- It was a birthday gift. - Hmm.
He mentioned something
about how the natal charts of criminals and cops were nearly identical.
Same planets in the same places.
The expression of those aspects diverges, of course, because...
environment and childhood.
But both criminals and cops shared a need: control.
Control over actions. Control over consequences.
Control over other people.
But, mostly, they craved control over themselves.
Yeah?
If people could control themselves, I'd be out of a job.
Probably you, too.
I require a receipt for that.
I don't know why you're so overprotective of this guy.
If we can't find the best in others, how can we hope to find it in ourselves?
And people say I'm idealistic.
Well, here's your receipt.
- Good night. - Good night.
I should have told him you were here.
What would you have done? If I had?
Would you have killed him?
Probably.
I'm a criminal now.
A criminal harboring a criminal.
A murderer.
I know better.
You think...
You think that I would hurt you? That it?
You have poor impulse control.
Yes. Yes, I do. I do.
Not like you.
You know nothing about me.
Did you think there was gonna be some kinda happy ending to all this?
There's not.
All the therapy in the world can't make that happen.
Shit, you don't seem that happy yourself, Krista.
I've been around here a little bit.
Seems to me like you don't have much of a life.
My emotional state is none of your...
What are you trying to control here, huh?
Is it yourself? Or me?
Because that is never gonna happen. It's never gonna happen!
- You need to calm down, Billy. - Who's KM?
- What? - KM! I've read my file. Who is he?
Some other pet project of yours?
Some other poor bastard you've been trying to control?
I'm guessing that didn't end too well.
How many have there been? Hmm? What number am I?
Curtis! Curtis, what is going on?
If you know where Russo is, you could've told me.
I'd already have a team kicking down his door by now.
Oh, that is just peachy. I thought I told you to leave town.
Yeah, I had shit to do.
Yeah? Well, your shit ended up on my shoe today.
I've had Mahoney up my ass. And who the hell is this guy, huh?
- He came at you? - Yeah, he came at me.
- So why don't you tell me what...
Whatever it is you two are talking about, you do it on your own time.
Take a seat.
Thought you didn't know where he was?
I could say the same about you.
I found Billy.
He's rolling with some vets. A couple of them go to my group.
He rolled up on me yesterday.
He's crazy. You can see it.
He said he's never going back inside.
So if a couple of cops go to try arrest him,
people are gonna die.
The last few days, I let men live that I should have killed.
And it...
It pisses me off.
Jesus, you are unreal.
As far as that maniac on your phone, that's my problem and I'll deal with it.
I give you my word.
No, Frank. No. You can't fight a war on two fronts.
We deal with Billy Russo first, and everything else comes after.
You want your lives back.
I get it.
So I'm gonna find Bill and I'm gonna end it.
I'm gonna do it my way.
And you gotta be right with that.