War

What is that?

It's nothing.

Does Jenny know?

I'm the man of my house, Tom.

I don't have to hide things from my wife.

I won't tell on you.

I appreciate it.

Try this.

Nicotine's not your problem.

It's your oral fixation.

You just need something else to suck on.

I read it in some magazine.

What kind of magazines you been reading?

Easy.

A man's gotta be able to have something of his own.

How many shooters you count?

Five, six.

Somebody tipped 'em off.

All I know is, we just lost two whole fucking years of work.

Wanna take a look?

As long as it's just a look.

On three.

Three.

Son of a bitch.

Wait. Tom, backup's on its way.

FBI! Freeze!

Tom! Jesus Ch...

Fuck!

No!

- John! You all right? - Yeah.

Come on. Let's get you...

Did you get him?

- I got him. - You sure?

Took one in the face.

He's dead. Relax.

Hey, the morgue's full of people who thought they got that son of a bitch.

What are you talking about, John?

You sound like you know this guy.

Yeah. There's talk the Yakuza hired a rogue independent contractor

to deal with the Triads.

He's supposed to be the best.

Same guy the CIA used in Jakarta that time.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Same guy that turned on his handlers

and then killed three agents.

I heard it was five.

It's a bullshit story, John. You know that. All right?

Rogue's a phantom. He's a myth.

Somebody at the agency's yanking your chain.

Titanium shells, depleted uranium bullets.

It's his signature.

Do you really think Rogue was working for Yakuza?

That's the trouble with this business.

You never know who's working for who.

This is the San Francisco police.

Remain where you are with your hands in the air.

Yep. He's right here.

He's right here, John.

Hey. Yeah. See you soon. Okay. Bye-bye.

Hao. Okay.

Okay.

I thought he was quitting, anyway.

I thought he was, too.

Yo, Tom.

- Gotcha! - Daniel. Please.

- Honey. Darling, I'm on the phone. - Daniel, come on.

Better be on the road. Game starts in 30.

I'm running a little behind.

Figure if we don't hit traffic, we'll make it up there by halftime.

John.

It's an oral fixation.

Hey, go on. Get your coat.

So how's the case going?

Look, forget about the case.

Enjoy your sick leave.

Any ideas who blew the op?

No. Investigation's underway.

So far, zip.

Somebody talked.

Somebody inside... close to us.

Any word on what happened to Rogue?

No. We never found a body.

They dragged that bay for three days, and nothing.

And he's fish food by now.

Okay. Well, it's game day, right?

Yeah, I know it's game day.

Just tell me you haven't forgot the steaks, okay?

No, asshole, I didn't forget the steaks.

Christ, when are you gonna let that go?

Diane asked me to check. Yo, she also asked me to...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I heard. No smoking in front of the kids.

Honey, we gotta stop off and get some steaks.

Diane, they here yet?

Please!

Diane. What was that?

Diane?

No!

Please!

No!

No!

John. John.

Honey.

Honey. Honey.

What the...

Oh, my God.

Stay with Daniel, honey.

Hey, where do you think you're going?

- What the hell happened? - I'm gonna have...

We got three fatalities.

What?

One male, one female, and one child.

Hey, wait a minute, pal. FBI or not...

Sir.

CSI needs to finish.

We gotta let 'em do their thing.

Sir?

You gotta clear out of here now.

- Yes! - Yeah!

Right on!

Hey, baby. How you doing?

Kimo!

Kimo!

Wow. These Japs sure know how to party, huh?

Yeah.

- Smells like a deli in here. - Oh, shut up, Gleason.

See all this ink?

Japanese Yakuza.

Each one of those rings is supposed to represent

some poor bastard they've killed.

These are some bad-ass characters here.

Yeah? What's that make the people who did this, then?

Make a hole.

Get these people out of here.

And just who the hell are you?

Asian Organized Crime Unit. We'll be taking over from here.

On whose authority?

Mayor, President. Take your pick.

You don't look very Asian to me.

You know, I'm amazed you two

don't have this whole case wrapped up by now.

Check these yet, Einstein?

Yeah. Someone cut the feeds.

There's nothing on there.

Agent Crawford.

I found these in the back room.

We found him hiding underneath one of the dead bodies.

He's in pretty bad shape.

Yeah? What's he been saying?

You're kidding me, right?

Who can understand that shit?

These people come into this country,

you'd think they'd at least learn to speak American.

You'd think a couple of cops working a district

that's crawling with Yakuza might learn to speak a little Japanese.

Give me a minute here, would you?

Hey! You can't do that!

Well.

I can see it's gonna be a real picnic working with you.

You aren't working with me.

This is the FBI's case now.

You wanna help, you can take my shirts to the cleaners.

So, what'd he say?

A bunch of Japanese mumbo-jumbo.

Vengeful spirits.

Ghost stories.

Jen?

Yeah. Did I wake you?

It's almost 9.

Oh, no. I was working late last night, that's all.

Well, I just called to remind you

that it's Daniel's first basketball game this Friday.

You forgot, didn't you?

No.

- I've just been tied up with work. - See ya.

I got a lot on my mind right now.

Yeah? So what's it this time?

I've found him, Jen.

Found who?

The guy who killed Tom.

He's back. I can feel it.

This time, I'm taking him down.

John, it's been three years.

Look, your obsession with this man has cost you our marriage.

Don't lose your son.

Tell Daniel I'll be there.

No, you tell him.

And if you say you're gonna be there, then be there.

Fuck.

For those of you who didn't get to meet last night,

this is Agent Goi.

Just graduated quantico.

What's his specs?

Marksman.

What's so funny?

In other words, you're a spectator.

What about you?

D.T.

Defensive Tactics.

That's right.

I like to get up close and personal.