Memento Mori

Dad. Dad! Dad!

-Okay. Watch it. Come on. -Dad.

Dinah. Dinah?

I need your help. He needs your help.

-Please, he's barely breathing. -Who is this man?

-I'll explain it later. -What have you brought to our door?

-He needs a doctor. Please. - Please.

-Put him on the bed. - Thank you.

-Do you know who that man is? -Everything else can wait.

- One, two, three. -How did he get these injuries?

-Stay back. -He was beaten.

He was tortured.

-Hold on to this. -Okay.

He's not what they say.

"They"? Who are they?

The people you work for? The government? - I made a choice.

Seems you've made it for all of us.

- We're breaking the law. -We're not, yet.

- Farah. -Technically.

Darling.

We know better than most, sometimes a criminal's a freedom fighter.

Yes. But we didn't take sides.

- -Whoa. What's happening? Frank!

What's happening?

He has a severe trauma to the chest.

I think he has a broken rib that has punctured his lung.

It causes tension pneumothorax.

If we don't treat it, your friend will die.

What do we do?

- Give me that. -

Frank? Frank? He can't breathe.

Shit.

Please, please, please, please, please.

- - That's it.

- Oh, thank God. -

- North wing clear. - Copy that.

[Creedence Clearwater Revival's "Penthouse Pauper" playing]

- -

His volume is increased, thanks to you. And his breathing is much better now.

Just matter of time.

Madani.

Where's Russo? Did you get him?

Uh, no. He got away.

Tell you what.

Looks like he got hit by a train.

I can't find it in my heart to have much sympathy.

Any word from Madani?

No.

Russo's running amok and your pet agent just disappeared

with the most wanted man in New York.

- We don't know that. -Don't we?

I think purple might be your color.

- -Really matches your eyes.

Look, uh...

Got you a little something.

It's kind of like a thank you for after.

Where'd you get this?

Well, same as everything.

- -

It's a lot of money right there.

Yeah, well, I... I stole it from bad guys, you know.

Learned that from you.

You had access to money like this, you made us live in that shithole?

Use it.

Get out of the city.

Have a life. You've done enough, yeah?

I've gotta finish this, right?

How do you feel?

I feel like shit.

-Frank-- -I think we, um...

Let's not, you know?

-Where's the van? -Uh, it's where we left it.

-Where we agreed. -Okay.

Madani, I appreciate everything you did here.

You know.

I apologize if I caused you or... you know, your family any grief.

Well, the good thing is, so much shit just exploded that everyone stinks.

But they'll be coming.

You should take Lieberman's little gift and disappear, fast.

You don't have a monopoly on payback, Castle.

Could just keep hold of these.

Yeah.

If I ever see you again after you walk out of this door, then all bets are off.

I will take you in, or I will shoot you down.

I'll see you around, Madani.

Don't waste the chance I've given you.

Dinah, you let Castle go. Please don't pretend differently.

It took two men painted as criminals and traitors

-to do what none of you was willing to do. -We didn't know.

Bullshit. You didn't want to know.

Castle risked his life to give us all the evidence we'd ever need.

Where's Castle? Where did you take him?

I was taking him into custody when he overpowered me and escaped.

The man looked half dead.

-Maybe he was faking. -Dinah, cut the shit.

You assisted a wanted terrorist in his escape.

Did I?

We all need to be wary of accusations without proof.

Like, say, someone accusing a decorated CIA official

of running an illegal heroin operation and assassination program.

Or that government departments colluded to keep it quiet.

Dinah...

-What have you done here? -I did what was right.

Now, you have a choice. You can arrest me or you can let me do my job.

Do you know where they are, Dinah?

No.

But maybe that's for the best, Rafi.

I mean, do you really want either of them in custody, telling their story?

She's not wrong, Rafi.

Go and start writing up your report on the raid, all of this.

You do anything else, you're finished here. Am I clear?

Yes, sir.

- She's a piece of work. -Yes, she is.

I think I like her.

I... Oh. Hi.

Home sweet home.

Yeah, right?

Where were you?

You know, you can't just disappear like that. I was worried sick.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, I'm back, you know. And...

- -It's okay.

Is it?

I...

It's gonna be, like, a readjustment period, obviously, but...

Couple days.

How's Frank?

He's alive.

Ah.

He's gone.

Looking for this?

How you doing, Billy?

I've had better days.

Yeah. I've seen you on the news.

"Armed and dangerous."

They have no idea, huh?

Wilson kid do that to your face?

Yeah.

Still... I'm getting old.

Figured the scars will just give me character.

What do you think?

I think I'd have shot the little bastard before he got the chance.

Yeah, yeah, of course. Go ahead.

Wow, Billy. You look ready for action.

Well, I got a few scores to settle.

Is that why you're here?

No.

No. You've done me no wrong, as far as I know.

I got a couple of questions for you, though.

How long did you know Frank was alive?

Hmm?

Did you know back when we were getting drunk at his grave?

Yeah.

Hmm.

So, one of my friends is trying to kill me,

and the other one has been lying to me this whole time.

Man, that shit hurts.

Billy, you did some really bad shit.

-You need to get help, brother. -Is that right?

What you want me to do?

You want me to come sit in your little circle, share...

tell stories, talk about...

how I got myself all turned around?

Did you, Billy? Did you get turned around?

No.

You mind if I make some coffee?

Sure.

I could use a cup myself.

I kept Frank's secret because he asked me to.

And I would have done the same thing for you.

And you know what the crazy thing is?

Frank didn't want you to know he was alive because he wanted to protect you.

Frank is a dumb, stubborn son of a bitch.

None of us needs to be in this situation.

You wanna blame somebody for this...

you blame him.

What?

Come on. Who gives a shit? Drugs?

They're gonna come in somehow, might as well be us.

And what, we killed a couple Afghans.

That's all they do.

They kill each other.

I was never hurting him.

You know, you two... You two are almost exactly alike.

There's just one difference.

Frank would never betray a brother.

Yeah, well...