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- Previously, on "Shooter..." - Don't be the man that ruins
not only his life, but the lives
of those around him.
What do you think I'd be willing to do
to your family? Do anything to them
your body will hit the ground before you even hear a gunshot.
You know I'm willing to take that chance.
Are you? Does Bob Lee know how
to stop these people?
Bob Lee's on the other side of the country.
We have to take care of ourselves.
I have to relocate us, now.
Drop your weapons! Everyone step away
from Judge Brooks or we will open fire!
You're going to prison, not the Supreme Court.
Swagger! This is how a patriot dies.
Brooks is dead.
There are no protocols if there is no Atlas.
You and I are not finished. I never said I was.
Bob Lee Swagger? We need to take you in.
What?
I need to get to my family, Nadine.
Tell 'em I'm coming.
Don't say anything but "lawyer."
Have a seat, gentlemen.
What were you doing in those woods?
Lawyer.
I'm sorry, are we under arrest?
Not yet.
So, then, we don't have to answer your questions.
Then I'll detain you
for obstructing a federal investigation.
Is that a... a drainage ditch, right?
What is that? It's a grave.
So you used to work for Senator Hayes.
Uh, I did.
I got a Supreme Court Justice nominee
with a hole in his head
and five dead mercenaries.
And I got you two pricks sitting here acting like
it's just another day.
- We were out for a walk... - Shut up.
Swagger.
You know what it's like
to have the entire U.S. government on your ass.
So tell me, what were you doing in those woods
with Justice Brooks?
Lawyer.
Brooks begged us to take him into those woods.
He feared for his life.
He trusted no one, least of all his own security detail.
He knew there were people out to get him
for what he did in Vietnam, and he was right.
- Doesn't explain the grave. - Those, uh, mercenaries,
as you called them, they dug that.
Soon as Brooks saw it, he knew there was no way
he was making it out of those woods alive,
so he chose to go out on his own terms.
Brave man. Honorable.
So are we free to go?
Is he in?
Thank you.
What can I do for you, Red?
You asked for a draw-down in Afghanistan,
one where you could save face,
and we handled it.
Saved the country billions.
Not to mention the human cost.
You told me you guys work in the shadows.
You want the Medal of Freedom? No, sir.
But with Brooks' death,
we are left in a tough spot.
Well, you asked me to nominate him, and I did.
Frankly, his suicide saved him the embarrassment
of not being confirmed.
I can think of at least three Senators
who would have opposed him.
He would have been sitting in the middle
of that bench, sir, trust me.
When you were doing sit-ups on Parris Island.
I was here, sir.
Learning the ebb and flow of life and death in D.C.
- Life and death. - The tree of liberty
must be refreshed from time to time
with the blood of patriots.
You don't get to quote Jefferson to me,
and you sure as shit don't get to come into this office,
a place of dignity and Democracy,
and blithely condescend to me about your plans for murder.
I'm picking the next Supreme Court nominee.
Me. Not you and your god damn cabal.
That is your prerogative, sir...
but be advised:
For decades, Presidents have stood
on this seal, and told me...
the very same thing.
Usually early in their first term,
when they still thought they had the power
to get things done.
But...
somewhere toward the end of that first term,
when you realize just how impotent
you really are, and how the things
that we do quietly, anonymously,
change this nation for the good.
And when you want that elusive second term,
that's when you will invite me back in here and thank me.
But don't worry... by that time,
I will have forgotten this conversation.
You don't run this country.
I do.
At the will of the greatest source of power:
the American people.
They're fickle.
We're loyal.
That's the reason that you and I are on
the same evacuation plan, sir.
You need me much more than them.
But forget who your friends are,
and all those things that we do for you,
and the darkness will suddenly see
the light of day.
You won't survive it.
Get out.
Mr. President.
- Hey. - Did you sleep okay?
Yeah, if you wanna call it that.
Look, I need you to take Mary to Edie Poole's, okay?
You guys are gonna be safe there.
Where are you going?
I'm gonna go see Bob Lee.
I can't keep living like this.
Here...
Here's the address, okay? Okay.
She knows you're coming.
No one will think to look for you guys there.
No credit cards.
Don't take the same route home, do a lap around...
I know. I know.
- Okay. - Okay.
Come here.
You be strong... Yeah.
And you tell him how you feel.
He'll hear you.
Promise me you're gonna be safe, okay?
I'm gonna take great care of your girl, I promise you.
- I love you. - I love you, too.
- Anything from Julie? - Nothing.
- Where's Isaac? - He's gone dark.
I figured with Brooks dead, this thing would be over,
but it's not, is it?
Yeah, I don't see any confetti or streamers.
Hold up.
Hello? It's me.
Jules. I've been trying to call you.
Are you okay? How's Mary?
Yeah, we're fine. We're with Anne.
We had to get off the grid. Good, you did good.
- Coming to see you. - You are? When?
Tonight. Meet me at your hotel.
I can't wait.
I'll see you then.
That was Julie, she's on her way here.
- I'm glad she's okay. - Yeah, well, no offense, uh...
I need a break from you two.
I'm gonna go see my buddy, Van Tassell.
You know, with Brooks gone, maybe he knows
who the next nominee is.
See how far down Atlas goes on this.
Well, don't use your credit card.
And don't go home.
Yeah, no, I'm good.
I'll be fine. I'll get some more
of that pink pepper spray, right?
- It's powerful shit. - Yep.
Harris, wait.
Take it.
Pretty sure I should have a permit for that,
but, uh, okay.
Hey, Buddy, you might wanna slide that around
closer to your hip, unless you want a loaded gun
pointing at your... Say no more.
Thank you.
All right.
Excuse me?
Do either of you have a phone
I could use right quick to make a call?
It's a local call.
I can give you the number, you can dial it.
Here, just use my phone.
- Thank you. - That's okay.
- Hello? - Nadine, it's me.
I'm on Main and Frazier, get here.
What's going on? Where's your car?
Just get here.
Are you okay?
The guy who killed Katherine Mayfield
just tried to kill me. What?
You sure it was the same guy?
Bob Lee and I saw him take the shot.
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