"Previously on Rogue..." " The money's gone." " Holy shit." "No, no, no!" "Kendra was Massoud tying up loose ends." "Where next?" "The question is when and" " where is he gonna hit us?" " Jesus." "He said he was 18." "We'll give you the serial numbers of some marked bills." "Talk to your friends at the Treasury, let us know when and where they show up." "I didn't know." "I swear I'm not into kids, he told me he was 18." " He lied." " Yeah." "He's 20." "Please stop." "Don't be such a kid." "Stop!" "You're gonna be okay." "What are you doing?" "So you killed?" "You killed Cheat?" "Ray!" "Original script from Uksubtitles.ru" "Spud!" "What did you do?" " What the fuck did you do?" " He admitted it." "Cheat..." "I fucking lost it, man." "I lost it!" "Connie's in the house, Ray." "His nine-month-old son, Ray." "What the fuck were you thinking?" "He had targets painted on my kids, man, he lied to us!" "We said we'd talk to him." "Fuck." "Eth, man, you gotta help me." "You gotta help me, Eth, I've fucked up, okay?" "Fuck!" "I fucked up!" "Sorry, Connie, is Spud with you?" "Still haven't found him?" "No." "We'll go back out and look for him." " I'll come with you." " That's alright." " Stay here, it's fine." " No, I'm coming with you." "Give me a sec." "Spud?" "Spud, honey?" "Spud?" "Spud?" "Babe?" "Spud?" "No!" "No!" "No, get off of me!" " No!" "No!" " Connie, Connie." "I just don't understand." "Why would he do this?" "How could he do this to me?" " How could he do this to me?" " It's my fault." "It's nobody's fault." "Connie, Spud's been in a bad way." "Nobody thought he would have gone this far." "He was so happy tonight." "I don't get it, why?" "Why did... why did he do this to me?" "The cops are gonna want to search his stuff." "It's best we do a once over." "Alright." "We need Donna to alibi this." " Will she do it?" " Yeah, I'll talk to her." "Do you think those Forensics guys are gonna buy it?" "We'll find out soon enough." "Hey." " Shit." " This is Spud's share." "Where's Cheat's?" "He said he didn't take it." "I thought he was lying." "Fuck." "It means Cheat's money's still out there." "So you're the guys that took down the body?" " Yeah." " Yeah." "Why?" "He was a friend of ours." "We didn't like seeing him that way." "You realize you've contaminated the whole scene?" "Sorry, Officer, I guess we just weren't thinking about that." "What happened?" " What are you talking about?" " No." "Don't you fucking lie to me, Ray Williams." "I know you too well." "What happened?" "Did you leave any evidence?" "Can they link this back to you?" "No, I'm handling it." "I'm handling it." "D?" "Listen, I had no choice, alright?" "He forced my..." "Connie is family." "We broke bread with them." "We stood up in church for them." "You cover this up, you make it go away, so she never has to know." "Do you hear me?" " Yeah." "I do." " Do you hear me?" "Yeah, I'll take care of it, I promise." "I'm sorry, baby." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." "Corporal Finch?" "Detective Grace Travis." "You are a hard guy to reach." "I left you a bunch of messages." "Did you..." "For a detective, you don't take hints well." "Look, I just flew nearly two hours to be here." "I just want five minutes of your time." "I wanted to ask you about er..." "Corporal Hicks." "I believe the two of you were close." "Ten years." "What about him?" "Did he ever mention the name Ethan Kelly to you?" "No." "Here, this guy." "He's been leaving money for Hicks's family ever since he died." "Just trying to find out why." "I've no idea." "Look..." "Whatever Hicks was mixed up in, however illicit or illegal, guaranteed, I can be discreet." "Wayne was a fucking boy scout." "You wanna throw dirt on his grave, good luck with that." "We're done here." "Yeah." "Thanks for your time." "Hey." "Whatever's going on, you're looking in the wrong place." "How do you know that?" "'Cause I knew everything about Wayne." "Chattiest motherfucker I ever met." "Yeah?" "I can tell you his favorite soup." "I can tell you his first kiss." "So if I can't tell you who that guy is, he meant nothing to Wayne." "That's all I'm saying." "Maybe we're looking at this all wrong." "Wrong, how?" "No one in Hicks's squad recognized Ethan." "So maybe his connection to Hicks isn't personal." "Maybe it's something to do with the Chinook crash." "Look, I'm on my way back." "Can your contact at the Pentagon get us a manifest of the flight?" "We can talk to the other families." "I'll see what I can do." "Hey, how are you?" "I'm at the end of a very shitty week." "Fighting the urge to... drink alone." "Do you want to help me out with that?" "What do you have in mind?" "Let me buy you a drink." "What, like real human beings?" "No business?" "Like real human beings, no business." "Think you can handle that?" "Mm, I don't know." "Besides, I'm not back until late tonight." "Well, me neither." "Let's say 10:30 at the club." "Yeah." "Yeah, I'd like that." "Good." "What did you get him messed up in?" "No, no!" "I blame you!" "You're responsible for this, admit it!" "Both of you, you pushed him too hard!" "Spud barely slept the last month." "Why?" "Why?" "What did you get him messed up in?" " Connie." " You knew that he was fragile!" " You knew it!" " Connie, Connie." " Connie." " What was he so scared of?" "Letting you down." "What?" " Come here." " No." "It's okay, come here, come here, come here." "I'm sorry." "Come on, let it go." "I'm so sorry." "What do you mean, letting me down?" "Connie, he promised us after the last time he'd let us know if he needed help again, if things got too hard for him." "I think he wanted to keep that promise." "He tried, Connie." "But, you know..." "I guess some of us can handle coming back." "some of us can't." "Yeah, this wasn't all in his head, Ray." "What about these people that were coming after us, huh?" "Well, uh..." "I think that's the stress that put him over the top." "Hmm." "Connie, listen to me for a second." " Hmm." " I'm gonna handle this." "Okay?" "So everybody can go home." "I'll make it go away." "Okay?" "Go where, hm?" "I have no home without Spud." "Come stay with us." "We'll take care of you." "Alright." "It's okay." "Thank you for your time." "That is a no for PFC Nickels." "Hello?" "Hi, I'm looking for a Robyn Corson, please." "This is she." "Mrs Corson, I'm Grace Travis from San Francisco PD." "We have reason to suspect families who lost loved ones on that Chinook crash have been receiving..." "Is this about the money?" " Are you the one sending it?" " No, no." "Did my husband arrange this, to make sure we were okay?" "Did he... did he have any last messages?" "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't have any access to that information." "But if there's anything you can tell us about the money, perhaps it could help us get to the truth." "It started about six months ago." "It just shows up in my mailbox." "Plain envelope, no name, no address." "I'm gonna send you a photograph of a man called Ethan Kelly, all right?" "Do you recognize him?" "Did your husband have any involvement with him, do you think?" "I've never seen him before." "Who is he?" "No." "Mrs Corson... do you know if your husband had a connection to a Corporal Wayne Hicks?" " Aside from the crash." " Wayne?" "Yes, they were both Special Operations." "Does that matter?" "Yeah, it might." "Listen, thank you very much for your time." "Thank you." "Right, so we know that Ethan gave money to the families of two of the soldiers who died in the Chinook crash, Corson and Hicks." "Right now, we have no credible connection between Ethan and the dead soldiers or the crash itself." "But Corson and Hicks have a connection, which is that they were both Special Ops." "Yeah, but they were never in the same unit." "Okay, so, is there something in the military, some kind of joint operation?" "Like, like, like us with a task force?" "Uh, yeah, the SMU, Special Mission Unit." "But a joint operation for what?" "And how does that connect to Ethan?" "He was never Special Ops." "Ugh." "I'm fucked if I know." "What about the other soldiers who died in the crash?" "Any of them Special Ops?" "Let's see who's left." "No, no, no." "Ah, Sergeant Gaynor, 3rd Special Forces Group." " What does PNOK mean?" " "Next of Kin"." "Well, he doesn't have any." "So much for follow-up questions." "Okay, uh, we are getting there, by inches, but we are getting there." " Yeah." " So if there's no next of kin, the army will hold on to the personal effects and papers." "I will see if I can get our eyes on them." "Maybe there's something there that connects to Ethan." "I'm seeing him later, by the way." "Why?" "I don't know." "Maybe he feels like confessing." " Look who showed his face." " Shit." "Give me a sec." "Are you stalking me now, or something?" "I tried calling." "I wanted to apologize for that night." "Fine." "Whatever." "Listen, Evie, I'm not that guy, I was going through some problems." "Yeah, which you made my problem." "It's not okay." "We're done, Billy." "You're too much drama." "And you're just some dumb high school bitch, what do you know?" "I know you're not worth my time." "Clearly." "Worth your mom's time." "Uh, meaning?" "Meaning that she wants it and she was all over me at your place." "She's a better kisser than you, by the way." "You know what?" "You're pathetic, Billy." "D-bag." "Come on, Evie." "Go ahead, Evie, ask her." "I dare you." "Such an idiot." "I'm sorry." " Alright, girls?" " Yeah, yeah." "Manage?" "We need to lock down the money, Ray." " How much?" " All of it." "No, we... we need to use some as cash flow for the business." "There is no business." "Cheat's dead, Spud's dead and Excelsior is dead." "It's over." "What, I don't have a say in that?" "Everything we've done up to now was for that business, so we could be our own men." "Man, these weren't the kind of men we were trying to be." "Alright, if you want to ditch your money, give me your share." "I'll handle it." " How?" " Lock it up in storage." "You and I will have the only two keys." "Unless you don't trust me." "Keep testing me, Ray." "What are you doing?" "Where'd you get that?" "This is Spud's bag." "Why do you have it?" " Have you been snooping around?" " Are you fucking kidding me?" " Where'd he get this money?" " What?" "Where did he get this money?" "Spud stole it." "What are you talking about?" "From who?" "Some guys that we do business with." "Some very... dangerous guys." "Spud..." "Spud started all of this." "You're a liar." "Spud wouldn't do that." "No, that's why Cheat was killed, why we were on the run, that's why Spud cracked because he couldn't handle the shame." " I'm sorry, Connie, I'm really sorry." " Stop it, okay?" "Why are you saying all of this to me?" "It's true, Con." "I heard the boys fighting about it." "They didn't want to tell you..." "You shouldn't have to remember Spud this way." "All he wanted was a better life for you and Kyle." "That's why you have to let the boys give the money back, Connie." "So that we're all safe again." "That's what Spud would want." "How'd he do it?" "Well, he hung himself." "He didn't even leave a note." "I mean, even if he did, I don't know what I'd want him to say." "God, man, I'm sorry." "Thanks." "Are you sure it was suicide?" "Hm?" "Come on, Ethan, those guys... the ones after you for money, how do you know they didn't kill Spud, make it look like he did it?" "I guess I don't." "I mean..." "I got to be honest with you, I'm not really sure" "Nina, what the hell I know anymore." "You've never really talked about your boys." "No." "Did you and Spud go back?" "Yeah, yeah." "Did you meet in the military?" "I didn't say I was ex-military." "Come on." "Everything about you says "ex-military"." " Oh yeah?" " Yeah, and believe me, when you've dated a few of your kind," "I can see you a mile off." "You know, I'd have never figured you for a tag chaser." "Let's just say that I had a youthful weakness for strong men with giant egos." "Youthful, huh?" "You're not doing so bad." "It's not a hard-and-fast rule." " I've been known to relapse." " Oh, yeah?" "I'll keep that in mind." "You know, in my experience, there's two kinds of guys that come back for more." "There's the ones that are always talking about it  and then there's the ones that never do." "Those are the ones I worry about." "You don't have to worry about me, neither." "No, I'm not worrying." "I'm just saying that I'm a good ear if ever you need one." "And I'm very hard to shock." "if ever you need one." "I'll keep that in mind." "Good night, Ashley." " Your coat." " Thank you." "I'm glad that we did this." "Thank you." "For what?" "Well, it's exactly what I needed." "Take care." "Yeah." "Spud is dead." "When?" "Last night, a couple of hours north in Podunk." "Ethan says it's suicide but I don't know." " We need to make sure." " Agreed." " What else?" " He made a pass at me." "Oh." "You okay?" "It's alright, Leni, I'm... fine." "You don't have to be so by the book." "I'm just disclosing." " Okay." " Okay." "I'll get our ME on Spud." "If this is a hit, we need to know from where." "And I am not trusting this to some Barney fucking Fife." "It was a good pitch." "You just came in a little hard on the landing, maybe." " You got home late." " Yeah." " Hey, honey." " Don't." "What's the matter?" "Did you kiss Billy?" "Did I what?" "It's a simple question." "Is that what he told you?" "Oh, my God!" " You did?" " Evie, listen to me." " Of course I..." " What the fuck happened, Mom?" "Just watch it, alright?" "I don't know what he told you but he's very confused." " What is wrong with you?" " And he tried but I did not..." " It came out of nowhere." " No." "Apparently, you steal Grandma's boyfriend and then what?" "You think you can just make out with mine?" " No..." " What?" "You can't get any men of your own?" " Listen to me..." " No wonder Dad left you." "Stop it!" " Hey..." " You want to smack me again?" "Leave me the fuck alone, Mom!" "Evie, let me explain, just..." " What the hell is wrong with you?" " Oh, no, no, don't try to pin this on me." "This one's all you, baby girl." "What was she talking about?" "That I tried to steal your boyfriend?" "I told her about Stephen." "You remember him." "Why would you... why would you do that?" "Trust me, I was doing you both a favor." "It's not good for girls to keep their mothers on a pedestal." "Or for mothers." "Better she knows you had a wild side too." "I had "a wild side"?" "Is that what you call it?" "When you take off and leave me alone in the apartment for two weeks with some strange guy?" "I don't even know if you're coming back!" " I was 16!" " You were no ingenue." "And whose fault was that, Mother?" "Gracie, this is old business, and we don't need to reopen it." "But I know what happened, he told me." "He told you?" "What, that he tried to fucking grope me and I had to fight him off?" "And when you come back from God knows where and I try and tell you about it, you take his side, Mother of the Fucking Year?" "Gracie, I love you." "I do." "But it is exhausting to be the cause of all your problems." "Nothing is ever your fault." "Why is that, Grace?" "Huh?" "It's like this thing with Evie." "Don't you talk to me about my child!" "Stop it!" "Somebody sure as hell needs to!" "You know, maybe I'm not winning any parenting awards, but I've got news for you, child of mine." "Neither are you." "Get out of my house!" "I want you out of here before Evie gets back!" "Do you hear me?" "Oh, yeah, and you just say hi to Marty, alright?" "There is no Marty." "Okay?" "He threw me out." "I had to borrow money for the bus tickets just to get here." "Of course." "Of course there's no Marty." "You didn't come here to bond with my kid." " You just came here to use us." " That's not true." "I want to be here, we're family." "No, this is what family does." "Oh, please... please don't throw me out on the street." "Please." "Gracie, please." "You know, one day I'm gonna figure out how to stop letting you hurt me." "Yeah?" "We found a woman's foot washed up on shore 30 miles south." "Some kid was gonna bring it in for show and fucking tell." "Grace?" "Are you there?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I'm here." "Yeah, I'm here." "I'll get SFPD Forensics on it." "We should know if it's Sarah in a week." "No, no, that's too long." "Doesn't the FBI have a mobile unit, something?" "Just use your pull." "We could know by tonight." "Okay." "Tom, it's me." "Evie and I, we had a horrible fight." "She's not answering any of my calls." "I just... you know, could you reach out to her?" "I don't know if she's okay." "Thanks." " Is it her?" " It's not Sarah." "What?" "Are we sure?" "Yeah, we ran it through, got a hit." "Kathleen Grimaldi." "36, missing since 2013." "Yeah, I know that name, Grimaldi." "Sarah worked a case on the woman's husband, Alonzo Grimaldi." "That's right." "She was written up for conduct, torpedoed her career for a bit." "Who's her SO?" "Uh, Sergeant Jones, is there any way Grimaldi could be involved with Sarah's disappearance?" "Nah." "He died a year ago." "Emphysema, I think." "The worst fuckers always die free." "What did you want him for?" "Drug trafficking." "A bit of a local kingpin." "You wrote Sarah up for conduct on that case." " Did she have any involvement with Grimaldi?" " No, no, no, no, nothing like that." "Look, Sarah wasn't a bad cop." "Good instincts, lousy team-player." "Maybe you weren't such a fun team to play with." "Sarah filed a sexual harassment claim against you." "Here." "You want to tell us about that?" "I can tell you that's a closed fucking file." " Yeah, I got a guy that works magic with that." " Yeah?" "Does this wizard of yours tell you why the file got closed in the first place?" " I was completely cleared." "You know, fuck this!" " Sergeant, we have got no dog in this." "We're just trying to get a full picture of Sarah during the Grimaldi case." "Anything that you can tell us," " we would be grateful." " Of course." "Please." "Alright." "She was new to undercover work." "Feeling her oats, wouldn't take instruction." "I wrote her up for insubordination, she countered with a harassment claim." "Said I was handsy during debriefs." "Bullshit!" "Brass saw it my way, thank God." "Hostile environment." "You ever tried working with a girl with a giant chip on her shoulder?" "Now, that's a hostile environment." " Did any of your disputes involve Grimaldi?" " All of them." "She had a real burr up her butt for this guy." "His wife disappeared halfway through the investigation." "She got obsessed trying to prove that he killed her." " Do you think he did?" " Hell, yeah." "But it was outside her purview." "Could never prove it, anyway." "Why not?" "Dropped her body in the Narrows." "The Narrows?" "This place?" "You never find something once it's dumped in there." "I told Sarah a million times, "You want someone to disappear, that's where you do it."" "Automatic dead end." " We have to at least consider it." " Really?" "This is what we're thinking?" "That Sarah faked her own death," " took a powder..." " And $2 million under our fucking watch." "So what, Cheat told her about the money?" "Look, I don't want to think this anymore than you do, but it is not impossible." " She could have faked that scene." " Premeditated?" "Not unless she killed Cheat as part of the plan." "And the hooker?" "See, I don't buy that." "Once she made the call to you, she'd have dumped the car and skipped town." "Okay, okay, obvious problem." "Let's say Sarah is alive." "And yes, she stole Cheat's money." "Then why isn't she spending it?" "I mean, she doesn't know the bills are flagged." "Her card, her accounts, they've all been frozen since she went missing." "So why isn't it showing up?" "Jesus!" "You could knock." "Can you track the money outside US borders?" "Internationally?" "No, in outer space." "Yes, internationally." "Look, our target doesn't have a passport." "We think they might've slipped into Mexico or Canada." "Not officially." "I don't give a fuck about "official", Julian." "Right now, I just need "actual"." " Can you do that?" " I mean, off the record, I could get some info from foreign Treasury contacts." " Maybe." " Great, do it." "For fuck's sake, when is this over?" "Oh, grow a pair, Julian." "It's over when I say it is." "I mean, there's no way of knowing how much she's told them." "Jesus." "Are you sure she's FBI?" "Yeah." "How?" "Ray, Nina's a Fed." "As soon as I figured that out, all I had to do..." "Wait." "Wait a second." "When did you figure that out?" "I dunno, a couple of days ago." "You wait a couple of fucking days to tell me the Feds are onto us?" "You fucking sit on that while I got blood on my hands?" "Maybe if you could control yourself, we wouldn't have fresh targets." " We're in this together!" " In this fucking together?" "Are we?" "We agreed to talk to him, Ray." "Not kill him." "They're onto us, Ray." "This is the game now." "What's our play?" "Jesus!" "Hey, Julian." "How've you been?" "I've been alright." "I disagree." "I think you've been sloppy." " I'm sorry, we haven't met." " Oh, we're not meeting right now." "I'm talking and you ought to fucking listen to me." "Now, I understand you've been chatting with the Feds." " Are you wired right now, Julian?" " What?" "No, why would I..." "Well, you don't mind if we check you?" "Ray?" "You know, we appreciate your help so much we thought we'd give you a heads-up." " You're about to be fired." " He's clean." "What?" "Why?" " You've been leaking information, Julian." " To you guys." "What kind of a bullshit threat is that?" "You can't burn me without incriminating yourselves." "Do you remember our associate Spud?" "He's no longer with us, may he rest in peace." "But it seems to me there's a hell of a paper trail that ties you two together." "Go ahead, take a look." "It looks like he's been paying you off." "We didn't know anything about it until we started looking into his things after he died." "Julian, it'd be a real shame if this kind of information got out and smeared both of your good names." "What else do you want to know?" "Everything the Feds don't want us to." "Yeah?" "Shit!" "Hang on." "Go ahead." " Your guys paid me a visit last night." " You okay?" " Did they threaten you?" " I'm fine." "They broke in but had gloves on, so no prints." " What did you tell them?" " Nothing." "But they know about your operation, that you're tracking the money." " Shit." " What else did they say?" "That I'm screwed!" "They're gonna make it look like I took a payoff." "I will have your back on this." "That's the least of my fucking problems!" "These people know where I live!" "Ready?" "Five minutes, I swear." "Look, I took a leave." "I'm gonna get out of town for a little while." "You need to stop these assholes so I'm gonna help you." "I've been on the phone all night but I think I got what you asked for." "You found the money?" "Those marked bills are showing up in a nexus in Vancouver, Canada." "It's too regular to be random." "The source seems to be the Canada Alliance bank." "Your target must be exchanging their currency there a bit at a time." "In Vancouver?" "That's where Sarah is." "Thank you." "We find the bank and we get an address for her." "Yeah, driver's license, warrants." "Any kind of photo IDs you have in your system." "The bank is just sending us that list now." "Grace?" " Yeah." " If you could just hang on." "Okay, 18 women exchanged US dollars in our timeline." "How many of those are repeats?" "She'll have done it more than once by now." "Just hang on, please." "Go." "Okay, Sergeant Dowd, I'm gonna give you the four most likelys." "Laura Mitchell, Karen Walker," "Emily Keller, and Rebecca Gish, with a G." "Thank you." "We'll be waiting." "If it is Sarah, we're gonna have to tell Elliot." "We don't tell anyone internally until we have a plan." "We let her go." "We bring her back." "Son of a bitch." "Bridget, get us two tickets on the next flight to Vancouver." "Yeah, Sergeant Dowd." "That's her, Karen Walker." "Yeah, I'm gonna need you and your people to meet us on the ground." "I will brief you en route." "Thank you." " Tom?" " Yeah, she's okay." "I got your message, she's here with me." "Thank God." "She said..." "She said that you hit her." "Yeah, I did." "I slapped her." "And I know you're not waiting for a justification, and there isn't one coming." "She mouthed off." "I know that's no excuse." "Okay." "I'm glad you said that." "I think you should come over here and you should talk things through with her, okay?" "Yeah, of course, of course." "I'll be there tomorrow after school." "No, Grace, not tomorrow, tonight." "I can't, I'm heading to the airport." "Well, reschedule." "It doesn't work like that." "Jesus Christ." "Tom, you know." "Look, Grace, you know what, you're not the president, okay?" "You're not a heart surgeon." "I mean, most of us manage to have jobs and parent as well." " OK?" " That's not fair." "OK, tell you what, you know, when you're ready to stop using your work to hide from being a mom, you call me, okay?" "Let's go." "Yeah." "Hello, Sarah." "Looking good for a dead girl." "Original script from Uksubtitles.ru"