Shooter

Previously, on "Shooter..."

So you're not gonna shut them down?

For what? All we got are a couple

of unregistered firearms and an illegal fighting ring.

Bob Lee had that photo of Semtex.

It wasn't there. The torches were empty.

- Go, before he comes back. - I'd wish you luck

- but I wouldn't mean it. - Same here.

You won't do this.

This is what you want. There's a yellow hard drive

with all Atlas' plans, not just the one

that concerns the card.

Must be Atlas operations HQ, where they keep the files

on all their missions and operatives.

Got it. My dad's file.

Please state your phone identification.

Ray Brooks, Operation Windmill.

Brooks killed my father. I'm gonna kill him.

We gotta go, now. We gotta get that drive.

What's the final check

on absolute power in government?

- The Supreme Court. - They're split 4-4.

Atlas is trying to tip the balance.

Why don't you and your men take up defense positions?

This is my team, Brooks.

Well, you know what they say, Swagger.

Three people can keep a secret

if two are dead.

Ladies and gentlemen, our next Chief Justice

of the Supreme Court, Ray Brooks.

Whatever it is they're planning,

it won't end until someone stops them.

- Are those listening devices? - Yes.

We're not safe here anymore.

You shouldn't have had to see your old man like that.

You don't treat people that way,

especially your wife.

You hear me?

I been dealing with some stuff, lately.

That's probably why I've been so hard on you.

Can I help?

No.

Don't come home.

Not until you're ready to stay.

You know, there are a lot of ways

that you're like your dad.

There's plenty of ways that you're not.

- Go, Bob, go, - It was my fault!

- It's gone... Don't! - No!

There had to have been more than a dozen Atlas recruits

at the campus. You only brought three?

They weren't exactly lining up to be taken in.

Anything on those files we salvaged?

Personnel records,

descriptions of training exercises.

Not enough to indict Atlas, especially now

that the campus no longer exists.

You can thank our leader for that.

We need these guys to talk.

- Leave it up to me. - They're trained.

You can't just beat the information out of them.

The clock is ticking.

We don't have many moves left.

Wait.

Follow my lead.

Forgot your water bucket.

That's the plan, right?

Torture us for intel? Not exactly.

But that option's still on the table.

We know you have extensive training

in enhanced interrogation, and to be honest,

we don't really have time for that.

So what do you want with me?

To offer you a job.

- I'm already employed. - Really?

Have you seen your old workplace lately?

Atlas as you know it is over.

This is some kind of test, right?

Russo looking through that camera?

Russo's dead.

We're the new management.

- Why me? - You tell us.

We know Atlas is planning an attack on D.C.

You give us the information to help stop it,

you get to work for us.

And if I don't?

Atlas likes to have leverage over its members.

Pretty sure there's things in there that you want

to keep a secret.

I'm just a recruit.

I don't get intel on ops.

Then tell us where to find it.

Every operation is siloed.

The only people on the planet who know the details

of the mission are the ones who order it...

And the person executing it.

The order would have to be relayed somehow.

We haven't found any trace of it.

Then it's tier-one.

Means everything's face-to-face.

Tell us how these tier-one missions work.

If this is a job interview,

I believe this is where we would discuss compensation.

Name your price.

- 500,000. - 700 grand.

And a boat.

Freedom.

I'll help you guys out...

but then I get to walk away.

No questions asked.

Welcome to the new Atlas.

Sorry, sir.

You missed a call.

Please state your phone identification.

Ray Brooks, Operation Windmill.

Confirmed. Mission complete?

No.

Target in sights.

But there's someone else here.

Hey, nice to see you.

A kid. In the back seat of the police car.

Abort or proceed?

So we have the press over there.

Your assistant said that that's where you wanted them.

Feel free to adjust the microphone,

test anything out.

Test, one-two, one-two.

Let me know if you need a glass of water.

Thank you.

Your call, Agent.

*SHOOTER* Season 03 Episode 11

*SHOOTER* Episode Title: "Family Fire"

Concentrate every minute like a man

on doing what is in front of you...

and free yourself from all other distractions.

Do everything as if it were your last thing in your life

and stop being aimless.

Stop letting your emotions override

what your mind tells you.

Stop being hypocritical,

self-centered.

Hello?

Hello?

I'll be right there, Sister.

You see how few things you have to do

to live a satisfying and reverent life.

Hope I'm not disturbing you.

Oh, I'm just doing some work on the bus.

The air conditioning in the front office

is out again.

I'll be right in.

Thank you, Eli.

You're... you're paying off Atlas agents now?

- We have a play. - Does your new band

of mercenaries have a name, yet?

'Cause "The A Team's" taken.

You... you cannot be okay with this.

Right?

Thank you. Someone reasonable

finally shows up. Harris, I need you

to get me in to a Congressional hearing.

Oh, I fu... ing hate you guys. Jesus.

- What's going on? - Can you do it or not?

Uh, yeah. With the right paperwork, yes.

They'll check you for weapons.

Trust me, I know what I'm doing.

Until you're staring down

the man that killed your father.

Bob Lee, we've tried taking out the heads of Atlas,

and that still hasn't stopped the attack.

That needs to be our focus.

Brooks is the only person who can give me

the answers I want.

I'm just gonna talk to him.

Harris, let's get it going.

It's amazing how much power resides

in such a small group of people

who can never agree.

Good thing we'll have you as a tie-breaker.

If I can get that far.

First they come at me with Earl Swagger's affidavit.

Now his son...

is marking me.

Well, then maybe instead of measuring drapes

in your new office, you should go to your hotel

where I can protect you.

That sounds like an order.

Well, it's not a suggestion.

Red, I don't answer to you.

Russo and Gold may be dead, but don't expect me

to call you "sir."

There are more things at stake here than ego.

Your being on that bench

dictating the law of the land in this country,

that's the only thing that keeps us protected.

Keeps Atlas on the right side of history.

Then do your job.

Put Swagger down.

I am dealing with that situation

as I see fit.