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Previously on Six...
Uhh!
Wait! I'm American! No, wait! Aah!
No...
He surrendered. He was an American.
He's not a goddamn American.
- Caulder, this is war. - And we are warriors, not savages!
- Remember? - I made the call,
and I'd make the call again.
I won't do another op with you ever.
- Who are you? - You don't recognize me?
Should I?
My brother, Omar he was a good kid...
an unarmed kid who'd surrendered
right before you murdered him.
You were right about the Oregon girl.
How are you, Marissa?
Kashif tells me you're ready for some more responsibility.
My brother begged for his life. I won't.
- Shoot him. - I already did.
Come on, let's get Rip out of here! Let's go.
All stations, we have Taggart.
Hey!
Ohh!
- Are you coming home? - Joe, I think I need some time.
You take care of them, amigo.
You kiss that pretty family for me, okay?
Richard Taggart?
Mind if I get a video?
- Who are you? - I'm Marissa from Oregon.
Michael told me about you.
Who's next?
You dispose of the car and gun?
Just like you said.
From now on, you will now be known as "Arab Lioness."
You will inspire others to do as you did.
When do I do the next one?
Wait for instructions.
Do not go outside until we tell you.
After finish talking,
put your phone in the sink and turn on the tap.
The tap?
Yes, under the tap.
Faucet in the sink. Leave it in the water.
Dragan, is Michael there?
Can I talk to him?
Never use my name.
Can you tell him what I did for him?
Hello?
Lena!
- I need to speak with my wife... - She doesn't wanna see you.
Please.
It's okay. It's all right. Soon, yeah?
- What are you doing here? - It's Rip.
- Someone shot him. - Who is he? Mom, who's he?
Oh, my God.
Yeah, I just came from, uh, I just came from surgery.
He's... he's in there.
Uh, somebody shot him on the, on the pier.
- After the party? - Yeah, right after the damn party.
Oh.
I am... I'm so sorry, Joe.
I could've gone and got him out of his truck.
I mean, the party was for him, for Christ sake.
It is not your fault.
Ah.
How is he?
Doctors haven't said anything. Turn on the news.
Oh, turn... turn on the TV.
Okay.
News channel. News channel.
The nation and the Armed Forces are in shock
after the attack of former SEAL Richard Taggart...
Bear, you seeing this?
- Yeah, yeah. - In Virginia Beach.
Video has surfaced of the shooting,
- which appears to be filmed... - I can't watch this.
- It's all right. It's okay. - By the assailant himself.
Some viewers might find it disturbing.
This station has decided not to show the moment of impact
due to its graphic nature.
This flag belongs to the Ummah Movement,
the group claiming credit for Richard Taggart's shooting.
The video, first appearing on the Jihadist group's website,
- has since gone viral. - You're shitting me.
- Isn't that the same flag? - It damn sure is.
- That's Michael Nasry. - We nailed his ass.
He's in the cage somewhere, right?
Yeah. That's what they told me.
What kind of security they got around here?
A bunch of rent-a-cops.
We'll run our own goddamn security.
Chase, Fish, post up at the doors to the OR.
Yeah.
Yeah?
Bring everybody. Make sure they're packing.
Are there other points of entry? Doors, windows, places people can get in?
- You don't think... - Lena, are there other doors?
- Just this one. - Right.
What, are you gonna stand in front of it all night?
Yeah, if I have to. Yeah.
There are other things we can do.
Pray.
Joseph, it will do us both good.
Okay?
Okay.
Close your eyes.
Please, Lord...
protect your servant Richard Taggart in his time of great need.
Guide the hands of the doctors and the nurses
who are healing him.
And please, Lord, lift the burden my husband Joseph feels for all things...
so that he can trust in you once more...
and do your will...
with a clear and open heart.
Amen.
Joseph.
Joe, look at me. I know you're upset.
Look at me. Wait. Wait, wait, wait!
Mommy!
- Shit. - I'm coming!
Careful. There's pieces everywhere.
This really your first time huntin'?
Besides people?
No, it wasn't really my dad's thing, you know?
A burly son of a bitch, I bet.
A backwoods hillbilly, right?
Well, there's no woods
'cause the mining company cleared out all the trees, but...
Yeah. Well...
there's really nothing that you...
that you don't already know.
You stay upwind. You read the terrain.
- You see a deer... - You go for the heart and lung. I know.
Uh-uh. Boiler room is for amateurs, my man.
Now, you draw a line from tear duct to tear duct,
you aim 2.5 inches above that.
When you see that shot, you take that shot.
Yes, sir.
I'm sorry about your daddy passing.
Nah, don't be.
He's been dead to me for a long time.
Yeah.
You'll feel better once you kill something.
You just ride that darkness, my man.
That's who you are.
Michael Nasry.
How did you do it?
Where are the doctors?
Surgery was interrupted.
How did you do it?
My shoulder...
How did you do it?
Do what?
How did you do it?
Do what?
You know what.
The shooting of the SEAL in Virginia.
Lab tech, please dial 3-3-2.
Lab tech, please dial 3-3-2.
I spoke to one of the OR nurses.
He's still out, but his vitals are stable.
I spoke to FBI, too.
Theory is, Michael Nasry may have set up a trigger.
If he was rolled or killed,
maybe it would've activated a network to take out Rip.
What the hell is wrong with this damn thing?
You should've killed Nasry, Alex.
You should've ended his ass.
- Hey, man, is there coffee around here? - You gotta press the button.
Yeah, I... I did that.
I'm gonna see if there's any updates.
Rip? Everybody's ready to rock, man.
Bear asked me to be godfather.
Can you believe that?
What do you think about Bear being a, a daddy?
I don't know, man.
He'll make himself good at it, like he does everything else.
It's got to change a man.
Having a child.
I kept thinking I'd get around to it myself.
I'd tell you the same thing I told him...
don't.
You ever think what you'd be doin'...
if you weren't doing this?
Not really.
Well, then, you're a liar.
You know what "Dharma" means?
Tell me.
It means following your true purpose in this universe.
Every word, every thought, every action,
supporting what you are meant to do in this life.
There's nothing but this.
Not for me, man.
Hold on to that, Caulder.
Hold on to what?
Clarity.
I'll see you out there, okay?
We're all gonna be fine, okay?
Bonita, just, just wait for me, please.
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