Graceland

Previously on "Graceland"...

Where's Germaine?

I think there's something you and I need to talk about.

My bank.

You're backing me into a corner.

Now he belongs to Jakes. Not Germaine.

Are you prepared to hand this over to ATF?

It's all yours.

I haven't had a real conversation with a stranger

in a long time.

I'm Courtney.

I'm tracking where exactly the sarin came in.

You're trying to prove Briggs is involved?

Might wanna take a look at this.

Son of a bitch.

I will talk to Teresa Arrabuena.

This bullshit feud has to come to an end.

A lot of people whispering about those Mexicans.

The enemy has the right to say good-bye to their fallen.

That's always been the code.

Not everybody respects that code, boss.

Ever since I took over Soto Street,

I haven't lost one more son.

Isn't that right, mi'jo?

Uh-huh.

That felt good. Ari, what are you doing?

I'm gonna send them a message they're gonna understand.

No, Javi, no!

Javi's head just showed up in a box, man.

Teresa's losing her shit talking about

she wants to wipe out the Sarkissians.

- Oh, my God. - Look, she's sending us over

to the funeral. What do you want me to do?

Do they have the sarin?

- Vamos. - They got something, man.

Johnny-

Shit.

This is Agent Michael Warren, FBI, requesting backup.

I need SWAT, Hazmat, the National goddamn Guard.

Where are you now, Agent Warren?

- I'm on the 101. - Mike, slow down.

But the most important thing is the Class G chemical weapon

that is en route to the Yossarian Funeral Home.

- What's the address? - What?

The address of the funeral home.

I don't know. Where's my phone?

Slow down.

Mike!

Agents, what's the address?

Yossarian Funeral Home.

You need to Google that

and then get your ass to Glendale.

You need to slow down before you cause and accident, Mike.

Do you know how many people are gonna be at this funeral?

Dozens, hundreds, maybe.

All right? Men, women, and children,

choking to death in the pews.

If Soto has half a brain how to use this thing,

thousands could die. Briggs hates the Sarkissians,

but we're talking about mass extermination.

There is no way.

There is a Soto Street death squad

heading there right now.

This is happening, Paige.

There's something we don't know.

Tevan and I grew up as neighbors.

We were raised as brothers.

Same interests.

Same goals.

Same girls.

He was a good guy.

But even as a young boy,

he was wise beyond his years.

And he taught me

that the world was pretty simple.

And that security is the greatest gift we have to offer.

That loyalty is the only virtue that can be measured.

That love is second to commitment.

That violence must be our final recourse.

It was as brothers that we rose together.

His mind. My fist.

And though he's no longer with us,

I know that he will always be by my side

because the bond we share

can't be shattered.

Not by death.

Not by anything.

It is with terrible sadness

that I now have to say good-bye.

Everybody out now. Out there.

Lucho. Lucho!

Easy, easy, easy.

Go, go. Go!

Wait. Calm down.

Don't panic, don't panic.

All right, this is reinforced steel, all right?

It should hold until the police arrive.

Well, I'm not gonna stay here and hide like a mice.

No, no, no, you can't go.

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If you want someone to go, I will go.

These people need you.

Okay.

No panic.

Don't panic.

Be calm because today, we have survival.

Tomorrow, retribution.

All right?

Listen, Ari, if what he wants is vengeance,

I know exactly how to get it, man.

Don't worry about that. Martun understands vengeance

plenty well. I'm not talking about

an acid bath, okay?

I'm talking about something cataclysmic.

Martun is right. When we're attacked, we fight.

Yeznik, don't be stupid.

Hey, wait!

God!

Yeznik!

Hiding like frightened girls?

Come out and die like men.

Stop. Stop!

FBI, put your gun down and step away.

Lucho, how many are in there?

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FBI, put your gun down and step away.

Put down your weapon, homes.

I'm a federal agent. Don't make this any harder

than it has to be, man.

Yeah, we'll put down our weapons.

- FBI. - Do not move.

Drop your weapons.

You got to keep local news out of here.

We've got UCs in the field.

And establish a perimeter. Full evac, 2 miles.

2 miles? Jesus.

If the wind picks up, 2 miles might not even cut it.

Hey, Hazmat's en route. Where's the sarin?

There's no sarin. Just guns.

All right, look, Briggs put this all in motion.

Maybe you didn't see it, but...

Look at me, Mike.

I'm telling you there's no gas.

All right? There's guns, bullets,

and a lot of dead people, and I'm bleeding.

So back the hell off.

All right, everyone, listen up.

I need to evacuate this area, okay?

There's buses waiting outside.

If you could all make your way outside in an orderly fashion,

the buses will take you to safety.

All right, I understand this has been a really hard day.

Thank you for patience.

Just please make your way outside.

Hey, you.

Can you explain to me what happened?

Mr. Sarkissian, there are buses waiting outside...

I know!

I asked you what's happening.

I'll let you know as soon as I can.

You.

I know you, you little prick.

You're from the gas station.

Yeah, he was probably working with Colby.

You're FBI.

Yeah.

And you just assaulted a federal agent.

I'm gonna show you an assault, you little bitch.

Hey, some cockroaches came here to kill my family

and you treat us like criminals.

Why don't you try to do your job?

Why don't you protect my people?

Sir, your people wouldn't need protecting

if these two didn't send Javier Arrabuena's head to his mother

in a box.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Okay, we're gonna talk about this later.

Agent Warren.

I wanna strangle that little bitch so badly.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

Listen, Ari, if he hadn't been here,

a lot of people could've died today.

How is he doing?

How he's doing?

He's putting the bullet-riddled body of his best friend

back into a box of splinters.

Tell me.

Tell me about the big thing.

The cataclysmic thing.

Okay, we're looking for an aluminum WC unit.

Russian-made.

I want you guys to tear this place up.

I'm talking floor to ceiling.

Everything. Okay.

I'm sorry for blowing up on you like that.

Dude, don't even worry about it. Okay?

I know what you went through in there.

Where the hell is he going?

Hey!

Hey, Briggs.