Previously on "The Beast"...
If you're not careful, the beast will eat it all, and you have nothing.
Who can you trust?
You can trust your damn case file, and you can trust me.
- Who was that man in your apartment? - Nothing to do with you.
You lied to your partner.
How many people have you killed to protect the lives of others?
That's what we have on Barker. It'll make you wonder.
You're here 'cause you looked at the disk I gave you.
- Don't forget again who you work for. - And who's that?
- Me. - You were wrong about Barker.
Hey, Ray. What if you're lying?
He anybody?
Not ours, whoever he is.
- It's already morning. - Mornings suck.
Sometimes they're worse than the nights.
That's cheerful.
It's a fact.
That ford's making its third circuit.
So watch him.
I am. That's how I know it's making its third circuit.
He killed his engine.
I got this one.
Let him make the drop before you bust him, okay?
Go.
- I'm telling you, man... - No way. No way.
- Ac/Dc are stralian. - There's no way, they're from Brooklyn.
No lie.
Ellis, get down!
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The target is found partly on the street and partly on the sidewalk.
Question is why are you still in one piece?
Because he's partly on the street, partly on the sidewalk.
That bicycle with the pipe bomb in it...
- Whole setup, It reminded me of... - It reminded you of Frank Oland.
- I didn't say anything about Oland. - You trained at quantico together.
- You know his weapons of choice. - Yeah, I saw him rig a
kid's jungle gym like that once, but it's an old army intel trick.
- Anybody could have done it. - And god knows where Oland is now.
God says he's undercover for us at Emerson.
- Emerson security? - We've been looking at them hard.
C.E.O.'s a guy named Van West.
They provide bodyguards, drivers,
wire up houses, play corporate spy games.
Yeah, and the rumor is they also run midnight specials.
It's more than a rumor. They do hits.
You sent Oland under as a hitter, right?
"Sent" is the word. We haven't heard from him in six months.
Meantime, hits tied to Emerson have been mounting up,
some with his signature on them.
- Like today. - We don't know.
We don't know if he's turned or if he's close to something.
You need to send somebody in after him.
Right. But not you.
He knows you.
Ellis.
This is ultra degree of difficulty.
Conrad... I make this decision.
And ready or not, Ellis is the right cover.
- You'll run him? - Better than you run me.
So, the word is he saved your life this morning.
When did you start knockin'?
If he hadn't been there...
You'd have stepped into a bomb.
- Yeah, we got each other's backs. - This gonna make my job harder?
- Your job sucks. - Listen up!
It's time you knew a few things.
Why?
You got another disk that makes no sense, supposed to mean
that Barker's dirty?
Barker's a part of something.
An outfit within the outfit.
A circle of fbi agents for whom the job is not enough.
- That's what you think. - Prove us wrong.
I'm talking about a circle of agents who hire out as a team
to crime syndicates, foreign governments.
Nothing you need they can't do...
- Yeah? - Okay, here's where to meet me.
- Text it to me, okay? - Okay.
All right.
- The den mothers did a pretty good job. - What's this, your new dive?
This is your place.
Lieutenant Quentin Gantry. U.s. Marines, retired.
You heard me, right?
Yeah. Gantry.
Used to be in the corps. Let me guess...
- Artillery. - Catch.
Come here.
It's been retouched.
Must be.
I can't remember getting so many decorations.
Well, start remembering. It's all here.
Dates and circumstances, mostly from your second tour of Iraq.
Couldn't get enough?
Officially, they gave you an honorable discharge.
- And unofficially? - Unofficially,
you were out of control, and they gave you a hothead discharge.
They kept it secret.
So here's the story.
There was this snot-nose annapolis major who kept riding you
because you worked your way up from the deck of a destroyer.
You took all of it you could take until one day you went for him.
Now, Emerson's people
are gonna come looking for this, I'll put it where they're gonna find it.
But in the meantime...
You show up there, you bring all the attention you can to yourself.
You make them wonder what the hell just walked through their door.
Now, I'd do it myself, but I already have a history with Oland.
Above all,
memorize that case cover.
- What will you be doing? - Oland had a girlfriend.
She started training with us at Quantico
until she had the good sense to drop out.
- She has shown up in chicago. - You think he'll be in touch with her.
If he's gonna be in touch with anybody, it'd be June.
- Does Conrad know about June? - "Need to know." He don't need to know.
What?
Quentin Gantry.
Excuse me?
That's my name.
That was you in the bad-boy Camaro, too.
- You like it? - "Like" isn't the word.
You'll have to wait your turn, Mr. Gantry.
Hey, the thing is...
Are you going on appointment time or who got here first?
You're an hour late for your appointment, Mr. Gantry,
which makes you lastin line.
Take a seat. Fill this out.
No avoiding me now, ms. Bennett.
Is it reading you have a problem with or your eyesight?
It's just that I do a lot of homework on the people I'm about to meet.
Just like you guys did your homework on me.
Somehow you fooled uncle Sam.
Came home from Iraq with a drawer full of medals.
The hard thing was coming home at all.
I Miss it.
- I only asked you to fill this out. - I had time to kill.
- So you drew a map? - Yeah. Of this place.
Where you'd be vulnerable in an attack,
the gaps, the defects, and how you'd hold and defend...
And a few suggestions about security around here.
Security is what we do.
- That'll make it a little better. - On top of everything else,
you missed your meeting with Mr. Sullivan, in charge of hiring.
- He's gone home for the day. - Back to highland park?
- Just how much homework did you do? - No, that was just a guess.
Today was the cutoff.
You've missed your chance, mr. Gantry.
Darn.
See you later, sweetheart.
Hey, Nadira, no, no, no. I'm too pumped already.
It shows, honey.
June Werner?
Or do you have another name now?
It's somewhat of a shock seeing you again.
Yeah.
Well...
this isn't a chance meeting.
No. You were looking for me.
I've got some questions. It's not personal.
How can that be? I haven't had anything to do with the bureau since I left.
- Not even with Oland? - With Oland or with anyone.
Have you seen or heard from him?
You don't believe me.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry at that.
Mom, watch what I can do!
Hey, hey, wonderful!
Good job, sweetie.
She's beautiful.
She's a daredevil like her father...
Not Frank Oland, if that's what you're thinking.
Her father was an air force pilot.
He died...
Practicing maneuvers over new jersey, of all places.
I'm sorry.
Emily was two months old.
Oland and me...
That didn't last.
We broke it off after quantico...
For reasons you know.
Why... how would I know the reasons?
They were the same ones you had.
The work we were gonna do had no room to make a life in.
- Did I say that? - You were right.
You knew before any of us, before Oland.
So you turned to him.
Only for a while.
The subject has had no contact with said agent since
termination of traing over a million years ago.
How about you?
Did you ever change your mind?
I mean...
About your life?
If you mean did I ever marry up? No.
Too busy catching bad guys.
Some bad guys need to be caught. They're real enemies.
If you hear from him...
That won't happen.
So, how come you didn't ask me why we don't know where he is?
I was with the bureau just long enough to know that...
You can't tell me.
I'll see ya.
Why is this here?
- We finished interviews yesterday. - You might want to do yourself a favor
and look at that application, sir.
It's a little something I dropped off in the middle of the night.
You broke in and put this on my desk?
Yeah.
I hate to admit it, mr. Sullivan, but
perhaps you should get to know Mr. Gantry here.
Your client is approaching.
You don't know which direction, which door.
A threat is also approaching.
You don't know which direction, which door.
You don't know the move,
you don't know the weapon,
you don't know number, you don't know intent.
Your mission is to protect.
Just foolin'.
Real head case.
Still and all...
Didn't take you long.
I'm not sure what that means.
Means you show up, ace everything we throw at you, astound my people.
- I'm Van West. - I figured.
It's embarrassing the way you blew through our tests.
That shooting room... It's not bad.
But there's ways to make it work better.
Don't overplay your hand, mr. Gantry.
Or do you prefer "lieutenant"?
"Quentin"'s good.
Quentin, this is mike parks.
Mike steps in when we find someone
whom we like but who still has rough edges that need to be filed down.
Now that you two have met...
Hey, West.
- This mean I got the job? - You've got a job here,
Just a question of which one.
You gonna file me down...
Parks?
If you've got rough edges.
You drip that on my seat, it is your ass.
So?
- So? - You're gonna ask me about Oland?
I finally met him.
His cover name is Mike Parks.
He said to say hi.
You do have a screw loose, you know that?
That's what they think at Emerson.
- West bought the whole thing. - What about Oland?
I think he's buying it, too. He asked me to back him up tomorrow.
I don't know, some audio-tech surveillance on some special job.
A hit?
All he said was it falls outside the perimeters.
He wouldn't take me along if he didn't believe who I say I am.
You don't know that.
My gut says he buys it.
Is that the same gut that told you to walk into that magic bicycle?
Look.
Taking you along
only means he's testing you and seeing if you're ready.
Like you do?
See, I told you you guys were alike.
Yeah?
So how come...
Nobody's gone under to see if I'm bent?
That's the difference, then.
My point.
Get to my age, it's finesse, not strength.
Can't say enough about you guys.
Gotta feel that what we say is confidential.
Yeah, it's sacred.
That's why I'm bringing up this other matter.
Need you to look into my books.
He's already on our radar...
And we also know he's been embezzling money from our company
to support his gambling habit.
Yeah. And a girlfriend in france.
You don't Miss much.
Main thing is he's been cooking the books.
Which can put you both in jail.
Question is, what do we do about it?
I need the son of a bitch eliminated,
from my life and everyone else's.
You do that?
Yes, we can.
Gotcha.
- Everything go all right? - You tell me.
You're the loser that lost a c-note in racquetball.
I'm asking if you got it on tape.
Let's listen.
I need the son of a bitch eliminated,
from my life and everyone else's.
You do that?
- Well? - Good work.
Really good.
Tracking audio from a racquetball court.
A little snakin' and shakin' on the dials and whistles.
It's all part of the fun?
So, this grant farley guy...
He's toast?
Our client has a problem, we solve it.
- You shocked by that? - All part of the fun, too.
See, I knew you'd say that.
How did you know that the client was gonna pop the question?
He'd been hinting around for a while.
Then he asked for a meet away from the office.
Then why did we tape it?
Why take the risk of the tape getting in the wrong hands?
Reason number one:
If the client freaks afterwards,
he can't go screaming to law enforcement how he wasn't in the picture.
- Number two... - Reason number two I know.
Hold it over his head, try to get another payday out of the guy.
I wouldn't call it blackmail.
Then don't call it anything.
But I like the way you think.
Lieutenant, talk to me.
Hey. They keep tapes.
Tapes of what?
Orders for hits.
See, that's what Oland wanted me for,
to record a client ordering the house special.
Okay, you got to find those tapes.
Oland said they're stored as audio files on a computer
in some hidden service room, right here at Emerson.
Oh, another thing.
You got anything that says our friend's gone dark?
What's that gut of yours say?
Nothing.
I'll let you know when it does.
So, new jersey was a nice touch.
Something I could chase down without you telling me too much
- and making it obvious. - Making what obvious?
That you were lying.
Your husband died just like you said.
Only you had Emily three months after you were married.
- He could still have been her father. - I checked his service postings.
You probably checked on all of that before you came see me the first time.
You would think so, wouldn't you?
But I thought we knew each other.
That still doesn't make it any of your business.
If you're in touch with Frank Oland, it does.
- I'm not. I already told you. - So, now tell me the rest of it.
Frank wanted me to get rid of the pregnancy.
When I told him that wasn't even an option,
after that, he didn't want to have anything to do with us.
And that suited me fine. It still does.
So why did you lie to me?
You are now the only person who knows who Emily's father is...
Including Emily.
Excuse me for thinking it's my secret to keep.
It won't go any further.
Emily's just over there. I'd appreciate it if you'd leave.
Gantry. What's up?
What the hell are you doing here?
The recording that I made for Parks,
I was just making sure that I logged it in the right way.
I don't believe that for a second.
It's in there, man. You can check for yourself.
Should've known it was too easy the way you breezed into the company.
Tell me who you work for.
- What are you talking about? - Tell me who you work for!
One of our rivals? It's an occupational hazard.
It doesn't matter.
It'll be easy to explain this.
I found an intruder, there was a struggle...
Gantry, how long's it taking to check the logs?
- What's going on? - I don't know.
- Is he up to something? - Found him at the computer.
That's, where I sent him, sir.
- You touch anything else? - No.
- Find the entry? - Yeah,
I was closing up, and then John Wayne walks in the room.
Do you believe him?
Yes, sir.
- I don't like being made a fool of. - No, sir.
When did you make me for an agent?
The way you tracked sound on the racquetball court.
Our people turn out the best listeners in the world.
And then when you dropped a phrase...
"Snakin' and shakin'."
Only guy I ever heard say that is the tech trainer at Quantico.
Damn thing just, you know, stuck in my head.
Go easy on yourself. We all get made some time.
Just we don't always survive it.
Beers are on you. I saved your life.
Yeah, sure did.
But why?
See, I can think of two reasons.
Either you're straight and you risked your operation to save my ass...
Or you're bent
- and you want me to trust you. - And do you?
Why the hell should I?
I mean, no one's heard a word from you.
Plus, they're looking at jobs, hits-for-hires...
That look like your work.
Shit, man.
You must have known the bureau would send someone in after you.
And that's you.
Damn straight.
So...
... are you good?
Those jobs?
All I can say is...
Nobody got hit...
Didn't need to be hit.
And there were plenty others...
I made sure never happened.
I'm good.
Good as your sister...
If you got one.
I ain't got no sister.
And if I did, I wouldn't let her anywhere near you.
So, why'd you stay under?
We got a big one coming. If I surface too soon,
we Miss bagging the client, the mark, van west.
- "We." - You're here now.
We do it together.
You know, you could have let your handlers
know what was happening before now.
Could I?
I couldn't. I couldn't trust
the communicators anywhere between here and Washington.
And neither can you.
Listen, Gantry...
Whatever the hell your name is.
You think I went dark?
I didn't.
But others have.
- What others? - Others, around us, among us.
There's a network.
What are you saying?
- In the bureau? - Yeah. Rogues.
Spooks for hire.
Guys I knew, guys I went through the program with.
You could even be working for one and not even know it.
You might even be one.
See?
I'm taking as big a chance on you as you are on me.
- And you believe him? - Which part?
Do I believe there's a whole spooky world of agents gone bad?
No. I don't.
Well, you're not paranoid.
- I don't know, what he says he's doing. - "What he says."
Waiting it out. Waiting to take down West for one last big job.
- So what about that part? - Oland could've let West drill me.
- But he didn't. - Oh, sure.
And that would be like sending a telegram to headquarters saying,
"I, Frank Oland, am sick and twisted and off the grid,"
Which is what it sounds like he is!
Well, I'm not so sure!
- Okay? I spent time with the guy. - Listen to me.
June lied to me.
She lied to me from the very start to put me off the scent.
Even after I called her on it, she said there was no contact.
- And she's still seeing him? - No.
She doesn't contact him.
I don't think she knows how. He would not expose her in that way.
- Well, what are you thinking? - It's a one-way street.
He's been heading money her way.
They've covered their tracks, they're jumping accounts,
'cause they're smart. But I trailed it backwards.
It leads just about to Emerson's door.
Same bank, same account managers.
- "Just about"? - What the hell is wrong with you?
The guy is dirty.
- You don't know that. - You know what?
I told Conrad that you could handle this.
And you know what?
If you don't believe it, then back the hell off.
Look, I'm inside with the guy.
The work that's coming down, he wants my help.
I mean, we talk through every move.
When something doesn't make sense, you'll be first to know. I'll holler.
But, you know, so far, the guy seems pretty solid.
Look, as long as I'm under, I gotta play it as I see it.
Right? Who taught me that?
- You don't trust me worth shit, do you? - Earn it!
It's gonna work.
Go. Do it.
Okay. Let's find the mark, make the hit, get back to Emerson.
All right. Take a seat where you can keep visual with me,
- in case things go wrong. - Nothing's gonna go wrong.
All right, Grant Farley's clockwork.
Farley?
He's the mark?
You recorded the client ordering the hit.
Go on. Sorry.
It's the same every night. He comes out of the warehouse at 10:00.
He carries a briefcase. He stops at the diner.
The plan is I disable him with a shot from behind a truck...
Right as he crosses through those shadows there.
Nobody sees a thing.
Nobody hears a thing.
Not with... this baby.
Check it out.
Beauty?
Yeah. Feel the action.
I like it.
So...
You're gonna disable him with this. Then I come out.
Take the watch and the briefcase.
That's the plan.
Which we use to make Van West believe that Farley's taken care of.
But what do we really do with Farley?
Time you get out there, he'll be tucked away out of sight.
I'll leave the watch and the briefcase.
Nice.
Yeah. Van planned it himself.
I like it.
To van, this is more than just another paid kill.
There's papers in the bag the client will pay money for.
A million easy.
So Van plans to extort the money.
Yeah, so we hit him for that, too, the moment he pays us for the papers.
I told Van "cash only."
He's nearby waiting for our call.
It's 20 to 10:00.
Is your wireless hooked up?
Check again.
I gotcha. You better go.
Just a, coffee, please.
Thank you.
Yeah, I'm here.
Are you comfy?
Just nod.
You know what the shame of all this is?
I never even learned your real name.
Don't move.
Don't move an inch.
That's right.
Farley isn't the only mark.
You're the mark, too.
Right after I do you, I do Farley, and and the only prints on the gun
are gonna be yours.
And the money?
Ah, a little nest egg for me, my girlfriend, my kid.
You're not gonna pull this off.
Ah, kid.
You're the one that couldn't pull it off.
You were never up to it. In over your head...
- Oland? - It's me.
Get out here now.
- You all right? - What'd you do with Farley?
Cut him off, put him somewhere safe.
You know what to do?
- You know what to do?! - Yeah, give me his phone!
Come on.
Go.
West.
Yeah. This is Gantry!
What the hell kind of operation are you running?
Parks is dead.
Yeah. I killed him. I had to! He's FBI!
You sent me to work with a goddamn spook!
Yeah, I'm sure.
You know what? Shut up and listen!
I can still make the hit on Farley...
By myself.
But first I want to see the money.
Bring the cash, right here, right now...
Or I'm gonna tip off the mark.
And don't send it with one of your goons.
How do I know he's not gonna be another goddamn spook?
You got five minutes, pal.
Good job.
You better get the hell out of here.
Yeah.
Where's Farley?
With his ancestors.
And I'll tell you right now, he's the last deed I do for you.
He was carrying papers.
Show me.
I asked you first.
Okay, boss.
I enjoyed our time together.
Don't go for your weapon.
What would be the point?
Where the hell is he?
I got that.
Best would be if I'd never found you in the first place.
I wasn't hiding.
No, but there were things you were hiding...
Facts, things we need to know that you lied about.
He didn't want to have anything to do with the baby.
I didn't lie about that.
But then when he hear about my husband dying, I guess
he started thinking about his own life,
what he was doing.
He started to think about us again.
Things could've played out so differently if you'd just told me.
Everything could have been different.
I'm not going to meet him.
I would follow you if I thought you were.
Emily and I are just going away.
- With the money oland sent you? - He owed us.
He owed me and my daughter.
Going away with money that did not belong to you?
You add all that up, you could go to jail a couple of times over.
Why don't you just do that?
Go away.
Now, just do it. Go.
Don't tell me where.
In case you change your mind and you want to arrest me?
No.
So I can't come with you.
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