Graceland

Previously on Graceland...

I made a call, some of my old Mexican contacts.

What contacts?

The kind that put me in touch with Caza cartel leadership.

Lucia!

If I die, she dies.

Ah!

That's a good boy, Johnny.

These birds and the numbers, they mean something,

and I was sent back here to figure out what.

Let's shut the book on Ari Adamian.

I need you.

Start to finish, this takes 24 hours.

How do you imagine this ending?

With Ari no longer a threat to living.

There's only one man in the entire world...

one man who knew enough to make all this shit up.

Colby.

We got to have a little talk.

So Martun did this?

It's an ugly way to go, but he deserve worse.

And Colby never said anything to you

about how he wanted Layla for himself?

Ari, come on, man.

Whatever was in Colby's head, whatever this was,

whatever this is, I have no idea.

Your one friend in this sunburn city betrays me,

and you got no idea?

Hmm.

I could have died.

I drop that match, Martun give me that bath.

Ari, think about this.

How could I have anything to do with this, Ari?

Think about it. I was with you at Nancy's.

Then I was at the laundromat, and then I was with you.

When Martun put his gun to the side of my head,

did I throw you under the bus to save my own ass?

No, the hell I did not.

That's what I said.

But Martun, he wanted to ask Colby for himself.

Guess he didn't want to disturb the neighbors with screaming,

so he had him write down the names of his accomplices.

Jesus.

Okay. So what now, boss?

Now what?

Now the truth has come out about me and Layla,

and Martun is not so happy with me,

so Toros will take over

a lot of my business.

Okay, so we do what we gotta do to get you back on top.

You... you don't work for me anymore.

Colby gave up no one, but you, man,

you still got his stink

all over you.

If I ever see you again, I'm gonna kill you.

I just don't get why Colby kidnapped Sarkissian's daughter.

All I know is what Ari told me.

Colby tried to frame him for her murder.

That's not his style.

Can we tag Martun with the homicide?

Nah.

All right.

Ari will be in handcuffs today.

He's in no position to be second in command anymore.

He's useless.

What?

You let him torture and kill,

and the minute we hit a speed bump,

you're ready to jump ship?

This is not a speed bump, Briggs.

It's a dead agent.

Right.

What happened to "thousands of people die

every day from the arms provided by the Sarkissians"? What...

You're gonna take heat on the O'Malley murder

when Ari goes to trial.

We'll get you a good lawyer,

shoot for soft time.

The Badillo murder tape disappears.

And what about Martun, hmm?

You care so much about Colby.

He's the one who did this.

I could give a shit about the Badillo murder tape.

You wanted a sin-eater, well, you've got one.

So go ahead, Logan. Ladle it on.

Give me seconds. Give me thirds. I will lick the plate.

I'll ride Ari all the way up, no matter what mayhem it brings.

I'm not walking away, not until Martun is done.

Watch your back.

Damn. No, okay, thank you.

Well, no, no, no,

you ain't gotta put anything official out.

He's probably just sleeping one off.

Thanks.

No hospitals, no coroner's office.

It's been six hours and nothing.

You need to put out a BOLO, get agents looking.

Yeah, we put out a BOLO, then we gotta explain

our involvement... All our involvement...

So maybe we just give him some time.

How much time?

Ari took him, Jakes.

W... thank God!

The hell?

Where the hell were you, man, and what happened with Ari?

Uh... it didn't go as planned.

Colby's dead, guys.

It was perfect... Perfect right up until the end,

and then, uh, Ari figured it out.

We burned the fingers on the wrong hand.

Ari got onto it.

He convinced Martun

that Colby was trying to framing him.

Martun stripped Colby naked and tortured him to death...

Battery acid.

He never gave me up, right up until the end.

So he murdered Colby. Bring Sarkissian in.

- It's not that simple. - How isn't that...

'Cause we don't have enough evidence

to pin him to the murder, but rest assured,

we're gonna bring his ass in one way or the other.

Who's "we"?

D.J., if we walk away now, Martun skates.

The point of this was to get you away from Ari, Paul.

Martun killed Colby.

No, P, nah, we killed Colby.

This stupid-ass plan killed Colby.

I love you, man, but you keep running on this,

it's on you. I'm out.

This isn't just about me.

No, it is. It's all about you.

We don't do our jobs anymore.

We don't bust bad guys anymore. Something's not working.

Which is precisely why we need to stay the course, D.J.

Now, look, Logan was ready to pull the plug, but no.

No, I say perp walks and cavity searches for all those bitches.

Wait, wait, wait, you had an out?

Why didn't you take it?

Because then we wouldn't have justice, Chuck.

Justice?

When do we ever have justice?

Everything we do ends up with a body.

This has got to stop.

What's the plan?

Hmm?

To get Martun. What's the plan?

I don't know.

I'm still working it out.

It was a mistake, Mike.

If you're looking for absolution...

I'm not, man.

I'm looking for enlightenment.

Enlightenment? Mystic man.

Talking all that Bardo shit, levels of salvation.

Maybe it's all bullshit.

You know, I give you words,

I give you speeches, but...

underneath it all, it's just guesses,

hope, fear.

The best of us are looking through that mirror darkly,

but not you.

Y-you were there.

Convince me that there was more

to Colby's last moments on this earth

than meaningless suffering.

Okay, okay.

Where I was, there wasn't any pain,

but the rest of it, I can't help you with.

I-I'm sitting here looking up red birds and numbers

on the Internet.

Oh, did you know that the cardinal is considered

a matchmaker to the Choctaw?

Something I don't give a shit about.

You know the name Adam is used 47 times in the Bible?

47 is also the country code of Norway.

I don't know anything.

Maybe the universe doesn't always hang signposts

in a language that we understand, you know?

Do you honestly believe

that there's some purpose to all this?

Mike, you were given a vision.

I choose to believe that we are all put on a path.

We might not want it, we might not like it,

we might not even understand the shit,

but still, our path is our path.

Stay on that path, young man.

Chuck, wake up!

- Jesus. Oh, shit. - Oh! Ah.

- Okay. - Shit.

Can somebody please turn that thing off? Just...

What is that smell?

Ah!

It's nothing. It's fine.

Smoke alarms at the ass crack of dawn is not fine.

So it's 6:00 a.m., and you decided to cook...

Tuna freakin' casserole. Chuck, are you serious?

Guys, I'm tired, and I'm sick of airplane food,

so forgive me for wanting a decent breakfast.

Tuna casserole is not breakfast.

Come on.