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Hilton security room, be advised.

Rawhide moving to the cars.

Security room, copy. All posts, all posts, be advised.

Rawhide moving to the cars.

Shots fired! Shots fired!

Gun! Gun! Gun!

Secure the scene!

We need a car. We need a transport. We need to get transport over here quickly.

Move it to the car. Move it to the car.

Welcome to Sports Center here on E.S.P.N. as the preseason draws to a close.

Detroit beat New Orleans, a closer game, 28-20, as the start of the new season approaches.

We saw Philadelphia absolutely crush Washington last night.

And in other preseason action, we watched as New York handled Chicago, easily, 42-

Good morning, Jack.

Command Post to Tomahawk 7. What's your status?

Tomahawk 7, copy. Sector is all clear.

Okay, Seven, break. Tomahawk 8, what's your status?

Command Post, from Eight. Eight is clear, all clear.

- Good morning, gentlemen. - Good morning, Mr. President.

- Your locator, sir. - Thank you very much.

- Today's brief, sir. - Thank you.

- Everybody sleep well? - Mmm. Thank you.

- Yes, sir. - Okay.

Command Post, from A-4. Be advised.

Classic has received his locator and brief and is up and about.

A- 4, from Command Post, roger that.

Everybody, Classic is up and about.

- Hey, Jack. - Hey, Charl.

Come on, come on. Cough it up.

- Ah, goddamn spread. - Cough up.

- Yeah. - Listen, uh, I want to talk to you about something.

- Give me a call after work, would you? - He's a glutton for punishment.

- Yeah, yeah. - Aziz, good morning. We can talk now.

- No, no. I got a theory I want to float by you. - Everything all right?

- Yeah, everything's good. Everything's good. - All right.

Pete. After work, right?

- You know what I'm sayin'? - Well, if they can get anything for him, right? He's junk.

Aziz, don't give up soccer, huh?

- Hey, Teddy. Welcome back. - Hey, thanks.

- Gar. - Buddy.

How'd the anti terrorist training go?

Six weeks running around Fort Benning in the rain. I wish I could do it all over again.

Well, that can be arranged.

- Tom. - Good mornin', Pete.

- Is she in the gym? - No, uh, phone to Europe.

By the way, you, uh, made Time.

It's very fancy.

Ooh, I look good.

Can I get a cup of coffee before we- What's happening at Camp David?

Matt's getting closer with Ben-Itzak on the East Jerusalem proposal...

but it's gonna take your visit to get him to agree.

- What about Abu Jallal? - If we can work out the water issues, he'll support it.

But again, we're not gonna get any firm commitments until they have face time on Friday.

I'll be there. I'm just not gonna hang around, 'cause it loses its effectiveness.

- I understand, sir. - Thank you, Sue. Good morning.

A- 4 to Command Post. Classic is in the Oval.

So, we will depart the House at 12:55 p. m...

arrive at Chilton Street School at 1:10.

There is a diagram of the school with your paperwork.

- Boss. - Thank you.

- Kiss ass. - Uh, speeches and signings...

- should take under 90 minutes... - Where's my coffee?

After which Classic will return for meetings in the Oval.

- Cincinnati's next move is T.B.D. - What's the "B" stand for?

Brass ones. Which you don't have.

- Ooh, ouch. - Any other questions? Let's get to work.

Command Post to all units...

Pontiac and Raven are in the yard and ready to go.

Cincinnati's on the move.

Copy that. All posts, be advised.

Cincinnati moving to the cars. Break. Montrose, what's your status?

- Jill, we are off to- - We're off to school.

- Right. - Classic is moving.

Montrose, Command Post, copy that. Break, all posts, all posts...

be advised, Classic moving to the cars.

Copy, Command. Cincinnati is in the car.

- Classic is in the car. - One and two back.

Break. Command Post, signal departure, en route. Canvas his location.

We're set.

This is Chilton security. Countersnipers in place.

Ah, damn locator.

School security room, from E.O.D. 1, be advised...

the sweeps are now complete.

All posts, be advised, full security now in effect.

- Thanks for doing this with me, hon. - Hmm.

- I think I'll go to the beach house this afternoon. - All right.

Command Post to Apache. Heads up.

- Can I help you? - Um, Agent Breckinridge's office.

Thanks.

- Anything else I can help you with? - No. I'm fine. Thanks.

Agent Breck in ridge. Jill Marin, sir.

Your secretary said I could come in.

- Secretary? - You're late.

It's a minute past.

- Yeah. And that makes you late. - Right. Sorry.

Hispanic woman. Four languages. Computer skills.

Second in your class at the Academy. Well, aren't you the recruiting poster.

Rйsumйs don't mean a lot to me, and they mean absolutely nothing on the street.

Any other supportive advice before we get to know each other?

As a matter of fact, there is. If you want a career here in P.I.D., you might want to...

invest in some more appropriate clothing.

I was ordered to take you on. That's why I'm here. You requested me as a T.A. Why?

My field instructor at the Academy said you're the best investigator we have.

- Who is that? - Pete Garrison.

Right.

Command Post, from Apache. Follow up. We have an arrival.

Hi there. Careful now.

All posts, from Command Post.

Hold all radio for central traffic only. We have an arrival.

Sorry, folks, no autographs. Can I see your hands, sir?

At your 6:00, Jefferson. Tweed jacket, halfway up the church steps.

What's the matter, Pete? You see somebody on the watch list?

- He just doesn't look right. - Security room, check out the top view.

- It'll be just another minute, sir. - All right.

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Hi, sir. Could we see your hands, please?

- Huh? What are- - Take your hands out of the jacket.

- We're clear. - All right. Classic's coming out.

I think we should hold hands.

Fine.

All posts, from Chilton security. We're comin' out.

Mr. President, keep up the good work!

Hey, Mr. President!

- Hi. How are you? - President Ballentine!

How are you? How are you? Nice to meet you.

All posts, all posts, Classic and Cinci moving to hold.

- Cincinnati's going direct to the beach house. - Got it.

Now, I want to introduce you to someone-

Chilton security to all posts. Classic wrapping up.

My wife, Sarah.

Thank you.

DiPaola to command. Cincinnati leaving school for Serenity.

Break. DiPaola to Serenity security room. E. T.A. 1800 hours.

How do you think it went in there?

- Excuse me, ma'am, are you talking to me? - Yes.

I thought it was, uh, an excellent speech.

- One to 10? - Ten, ma'am.

You're not a very good liar, Pete.

- Seriously? - Yes. I-I really want to know.

9.5.

Excuse me.

Charlie?

Charlie. Charlie! Oh, my God. Charlie.

Somebody! Help! Charlie. Charlie. Somebody help!

I just wanted to say hi. I just want to let you know what's goin' on.

I hate you.

I saw you on the news. I got your message. I know you want me to kill you.

- Excuse me. - Um, yeah. Sorry.

- So all of these are from last week? - That's about half of them.

And then there are the verbal threats.

He's a dead man. I'm gonna kill him and his whole family.

He's ruinin' this country, and I'm gonna gut him like a fish.

- They sound worse in English. - Yeah.

We got this guy yesterday. Did you translate this?

- No. But whoever did's not a native speaker. - How do you know that?

Well, he translated here-

And that literally means "to put pressure on him, he bit the guy."

As if he was being tortured. But that's not what it means here.

It's slang. It means he bribed him.

He didn't bite him.

Good.

We need to talk.

I think you have a little spinach or something in your teeth.

I want you to route all calls through to my cell.

You picked a hell of a day to start your field work.

- Button up your jacket. - Why? What goin' on?

Dispatch, this is Charlie 9. Units on scene.

- Here comes the Secret Service. - I really don't need them breathin' down my neck.

What do they know about investigatin' murder?

She can breathe down my neck.

But not him.

Agents Breck in ridge, Marin. Secret Service.

- You guys bring lunch? - Not today.

The way I see it, he hands over the wallet.

As the guy reaches for it, Merriweather goes for his gun.

Bad guy shoots him first.

- You think this is a street crime? - In my gut, yeah.

You know my problem with gut feelings?

Once you have them, the only evidence you see...

is the evidence that reinforces your gut feeling.

- Human nature. - There's no money left in his wallet...

and there's been a series of robberies here the last two months.

You have some reason to think it wasn't a robbery?

Well, Agent Merriweather spent the last 25 years honing his ability to sense danger...

to notice anything outside of the ordinary...

so for some average street criminal to get the drop on him-yeah, it raises questions.

Not to mention that he's been shot here twice with a. 45.

I'm gonna take a guess here, but from your initial canvassing, I bet you no one heard anything.

Any homicide cop will tell you that sort of thing happens all the time.

Yeah, I bet they would, Detective.

Rosario.

Anyone want anything to eat or drink?

- Uh, no, thanks, ma'am. I think we're fine. - Well, I'm hungry.

Tom, sweep downstairs and go for dinner. I'll sweep upstairs, sit post till the shift change.

You sure? You've been on as long as me.

You gonna make me change my mind?

Detective, take a look at the bullet mark on the doorjamb. The slug didn't penetrate.

It's cedar, which is a soft wood. It gets brittle with age.

- So what are you sayin'? - Bad guy used a silencer. That's why nobody heard it.