Awake

Look, I keep telling my wife she married me,

not her mother, and she keeps telling me

not to put her in that position.

Dealing with a mother-in-law...

That's, like, #2 on my top ten list

of reasons not to get married.

What's #1?

You know what #1 is.

Every guy knows #1.

All units in the vicinity, campus security

is reporting a possible illegal entry

at the college pool.

Dispatch, this is unit 7.

We're on it.

Hey!

Hey! Stop!

Let me see your hands!

Unit seven.

We have the suspect. He's on the high dive.

Sir, please come down from there now!

Sir, come down.

Don't make us come get you.

Police officers! Show us your hands!

Guys, it's okay.

I-I'm a cop.

My I.D.'s right here.

I-I-I got to reach for it. Hold on.

Go ahead.

Slowly.

I got him.

What the hell is going on, detective britten?

It's kind of hard to explain.

So tell me how this works.

I'm awake with my wife, and I close my eyes,

I open them, I'm awake with my son.

And this has been happening since the accident?

So you begin working on one case

here in reality, and then suddenly

you begin working another case there in your dream.

It all feels completely real to me.

You can't tell whether you're awake or asleep

at this very moment?

Well, I can assure you,

detective Britten, this is not a dream.

That's exactly what the other shrink said.

Tell him I have the Butler files and I'm on my way.

Yeah. Yeah.

Look, I'm trying to get on the road now.

Let me call you back as soon as I get there.

Listen, this is really nothing to worry about.

Okay. Yeah.

Yeah, tell him I said that.

Okay.

Oh, come on. You have to be kidding.

Oh...

Marcus, you are one lucky man to be sitting here.

Let me tell you something, my friend.

You walk out that door,

I have a feeling your luck

would change very quickly.

Testify, and we'll see that you're taken care of.

Yeah, taken care of... Taken care of how?

You know the drill.

Witness Protection, relocation.

A chance to walk away from this mess

and start afresh.

Look, I told you before, I'm just an accountant.

You're an accountant for Maxim Basayev.

Now, we both know

the only reason he's not gone down

for human trafficking, drugs, guns... you name it...

is because he kills anyone

he thinks might compromise his operation.

Don't insult us both by pretending it's a surprise.

We've been telling you for two months now

that we would take down Basayev and his crew

and that you could either help us

or go down with them.

Today, they threw you overboard.

And as far as

life preservers go, we're it.

Where would I go?

Well, the U.S. attorney

will work with you to find a suitable place.

You and your wife.

My wife.

Yeah.

Look, look, she doesn't know anything.

About what I did for Basayev.

I understand, but I'm afraid that's not going to help.

He would use her to get to you.

She's still a target.

We have to get her into protective custody

as soon as possible.

Where is she?

She-she's out of town.

Where? Laguna.

Some spa. I... I don't know.

I'll have to look it up in my phone.

Okay.

I'll get your phone, and I'll get a car

pointed in that direction.

It's going to be okay.

You're doing the right thing.

When I came here...

When I first took this job,

it was supposed to be for us.

We had nothing.

I wanted to be...

A man who could give her anything.

Well, I'm sure she would rather have a live husband

than another giant flat-screen TV.

Yeah.

You don't know my wife.

Marcus was strictly the accountant,

but he knows where the bodies are buried.

I mean, he laundered cash for him, covered money trails,

and he kept records.

Has he actually shown you these records?

No, but he's going to hand them over as soon as we settle

on a relocation package.

We have been trying

to nail Basayev for the last eight years.

This is a big win for us.

The wife's arrived.

She's on the way up.

What's going on? Are you okay?

Hi.

I'm fine. Yes, yes. I don't understand.

They wouldn't tell me anything.

They just said you were in some kind of danger.

What's going on?

Alina, I, uh...

I, uh...

Mrs. Ananyev, I'm detective Britten.

Why don't we all go and sit down somewhere more quiet? Hmm?

Follow me.

So you've been working for the...

Bratva?

Yes.

For how long?

Two...

Two years.

So you lied to me...

For two years.

Every day.

Every time you kissed me good-bye.

Every time you came home late.

Every time I ask you, "how was your day?"

It was all just lies.

No. Alina, listen.

How could you not tell me?

What if I had?

Would it have made any difference?

It was blood money. Would knowing that

have stopped you from spending it?

Would you have given up

all the clothes and the cars

and the vacations, the gifts? You wanted those things

as much as me.

Alina, I wanted them because you...

And now we have nothing because of your lies!

You don't understand.

So...

We... we pack our home and we leave everything?

You can take whatever you can fit

into, uh... One large suitcase each.

Where will they send us with one large suitcase each?

Well, the prosecutors will work with you and Marcus,

and, uh, they'll find somewhere that you both feel...

What about my friends?

I can never speak to them again?

Any link to your current life or your identity

makes it easier for them to trace you.

I'm sorry.

I can't.

This is...

Alina.

Alina, please, come back here and sit down.

They will find you, Mrs. Ananyev.

They tried to kill your husband today.

Put a bomb in his car.

He's lucky to be alive.

He's in a unique position

to bring down a major crime syndicate.

These people will not hesitate

to do whatever it takes to you

to stop him cooperating. You understand?

They will find you.

I know this must be overwhelming.

I'm sorry, but if you value your life...

...you really have no option.

Please, come sit down.

Alina.

So... what happens now?

How long will we live here?

Uh, just until the details

for your relocation package are worked out.

Shouldn't be more than a few days.

Now, we got a team of officers