(mid tempo music)
(dramatic music)
(door bangs shut)
[Sean] Hi D, happy birthday.
I wish we could celebrate it together,
but just a few more months and your parole is done.
And hey, you can put your past behind you.
You're going to love Guardian Island.
The Pacific Northwest is so beautiful.
I really think I've found what I've been looking for.
Susan and Freddie say hi.
Your little brother, Sean.
(watch beeping)
How are we doing today?
(door slams shut)
[Sean] Hey D, Happy Thanksgiving,
It's damn cold here on the island
and I'm trying to finish these renovations
before the holidays.
I really think I'm in over my head this time.
I sure wish you were here.
I really could use your help,
Sean.
[Susan] D, I'm so sorry.
Sean's funeral is December 8th.
I wanted you to know, Susan.
(suspenseful music)
(watch beeping)
Don't do it.
(dramatic music)
[Agent] Clear!
Bedroom's clear.
Clear!
Got something.
Fucking hell.
Oh Jesus, he's warm.
Get him down.
Somebody call EMS.
Dr. Alderwood.
Looks like we lost him.
(knock on door)
Sorry to keep you waiting, I wasn't-
Dr. Alderwood, Special Agent Shaughnessy, FBI.
May I?
That's a really small badge.
Special Agent, do you feel special?
Do you mind if I come in?
- please, please. - Thanks.
(door creaks shut)
You have a patient
who goes by the name of D, Dylan Forrester.
Who's that now?
Dylan Forrester, the man you prescribed these for.
Oh, that D. Forrester
Right, that D. Forrester.
He's one of my most interesting, most
When was the last time you spoke?
Yesterday, why?
He broke his parole.
Do you know where he is?
Has he done something?
Well, if by something you mean attempted murder then yeah.
Attempted, well that's progress in a
Are you sure it wasn't self-defense?
He beat a man into a coma and then left him hanging
in his bathroom.
Like a towel.
I've been working...
Well, D and I have been working together
to help him put his past behind him.
Yeah well, he's not doing a very good job of that.
There are signs of torture on the victim.
Torture,
it just doesn't seem the kind of thing that he would do.
It was me who put D Forrester in prison
for murder eight years ago.
I'm quite clear on what he's capable of.
You know him better than I do.
- Perhaps you and I should have a session? - No, no, I'm good.
- It's on the house. - No, thanks.
D has paid his debt to society.
I mean, between aversion therapy
and my behavioral modification techniques,
he's got a full bag of tools to reintegrate into society,
live a relatively normal life.
A normal life?
There is a big difference in what's normal
for D and everyone else.
Come on Dr. Alderwood,
you know you're obligated
to contact the authorities if you suspect one
of your patients might do themselves or others harm.
Yes, I'm very aware of my responsibilities.
I don't know where D is.
I'm sure you understand that confidentiality is the basis
for trust here and what we do.
D is a changed man.
He's proven that sufficiently time and again.
People don't change, doc.
I'm sorry you feel that way.
Well, and unless you have some kind of court order,
I feel I can help you no further.
Right,
here you go.
I will hunt him down before he kills again.
I don't need a court order to do that.
You seem determined,
obsessed even.
D is in a kinder, healthier place.
I assure you, he's not a threat.
(door slams shut)
- Shaughnessy. - Spill it.
So D's younger brother, Professor Sean Forrester
is some big brain scholar,
suddenly quits his job a year and a half ago
and moves to some remote island off Washington.
He's opening an inn like a bed and breakfast.
Wagner, cut to the chase.
He's dead, the funeral is tomorrow,
place called Guardian Island.
Guardian Island, get me someone in the Washington State Police,
and a plane, and a boat.
You got it. (melancholy music)
I'm gonna be heading back to the mainland
while there's still some daylight.
Were you close with the deceased?
He was my brother.
Sharon, I'm sorry for your loss.
(door creaks open)
(door slams shut)
[Jo] The cook, really?
His name is Hugh.
[Massey] Oh, I'm sorry Hugh, your new shiny object.
[Jo] That is bullshit.
Honestly Jo, I think he's a little weird.
I think he's trouble.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
I feel like you're just threatened because he's younger than you aren't you?
Aren't you kidding me Jo?
I'm trying to look out for you.
Oh?
Hi.
D, D Forrester.
Sean's brother,
I'll put you in room 12.
We weren't sure you're going to make it.
Oh.
So they're all in the back with Sean.
- If you wanna join them, I can take your stuff upstairs and... - No.
- Okay. - I need to use my room first.
Sure, how about I show you up?
Here's your room.
Sorry it's a bit dark.
Sean wanted to keep the steel shutters
from when it was a Navy base.
Here's your key.
(melancholy music) (door slams shut)
Okay one, say, I'm sorry for your loss.
Sorry for your loss.
Two, give hug.
Oh, yeah!
Three, is there
Three, is there anything I can do to help?
Okay, pat shoulder.
Pat shoulder, here we go, pat shoulder.
(watch beeping)
(seagulls squawking)
Sean, you couldn't tell that son of a bitch anything,
am I right?
He already knew it.
History, science, anthropology,
brain like a goddamn elephant.
Bring it down.
- Show some respect. - [Massey] Sure.
Mom, I'm sorry for your loss.
Don't touch me!
You got a lot of nerve coming here.
The announcement said said friends and family.
And which category do you think you belong to?
I'm sorry?
You already said that.
Is there anything else you want to say to me?
No.
Perfect, that's just perfect.
(melancholy music)
He fell from a scaffolding.
Hugh over there found him.
You got my letter.
I didn't know if you would come.
I'm really glad you're here.
Sean always said nice things about you.
Sean was the nice one.
No.
I am so sorry about Linda.
She's just upset.
Why is she upset?
Well...
Because her son just died.
I thought it was days ago.
Is there anything that I can do to help?
Okay,
you just let me know, okay?
I'm supposed to say that.
You were a little hard on D back there.
Hard on him?
On D?
He can't feel anything.
That's the whole problem.
You have no idea what I've been through Susan,
what that thing has done to my family.
How many cops came knocking on our door
in the middle of the night waking us up, waking Sean up
while he was studying so hard,
doing his best to be good enough for two sons.
So if you don't mind,
and with all due respect to my daughter-in-law,
just pour it and shut it,
please.
(melancholy music)
To Sean. (glasses clinking)
Hey, I'm Massey.
Massey, Sean's friend from college.
- Yeah. - Archeologist.
You want a drink?
It's a wake after all.
No,
I don't drink anymore.
Okay.
- Sean's brother, huh? - Yup.
(phone vibrating)
Yeah,
I'm at a friend's wake,
Guardian Island.
The FBI?
No shit.
You sure it is him?
Shoot me the details.
(dramatic music)
(phone vibrating)
- Alderwood. - [D] Hey, it's me D.
Oh D, how are you?
You said that reconnecting
with my family would be essential to my recovery.
Oh yes, that's correct, but you can't expect-
[D] I just saw my mother.
Oh, and how did that go?
She told me that I should leave.
I'm so sorry D,
but that's an understandable initial response.
It's gonna be hard for awhile.
It's gonna be hard for you.
Are you doing the exercises we practiced, the breathing?
Yeah.
Good, remember all the hard work we've put in.
And D, take those lithium pills too all right, don't forget.
They'll help, you may even start
to have feelings or emotions.
- Okay. - Okay.
D,
is there anything you need to tell me?
Anything that may have happened recently?
No.
Okay, you're not the same man you used to be D.
You show them that all right?
Okay, I will.
Good, anything else?
[D] No.
All right, well, call me anytime,
bye.
You're my uncle D aren't you?
You must be Freddie.
Grandma says you're insane.
I'm not insane.
I have antisocial personality disorder.
What does that mean?
It means a pervasive pattern of disregard
for and violation rights of others.
What does that mean?
It means I don't care how people feel.
- Oh. - Ever.
I also don't have that capacity to feel fear,
but neither of which make me insane.
They don't?
No,
I just see the world a little differently.
Okay.
What do you have there?
It's a submarine.
Me and my dad were building it together before he-
Japanese.
(dramatic music).
Oh shit, that's him.
(gun clocking)
Sean always saw something in D that wasn't there.
Until today, I haven't heard from him for years.
I know he went to jail.
I knew he got out, that's it.
Yeah, your dad was a really smart guy.
Yeah.
What did he tell you about this submarine?
- My dad said that. - Freddie
can you go upstairs now, please.
- Bye uncle D. - Bye Freddie.
You don't belong here.
I'm Sean's brother, that's the
category I fit into, family.
You give up the right to call yourself family a long time ago.
I'm not the same person that I was back then.
I'm seeing a therapist now
and he's got me doing breathing exercises.
And I'm on medication.
That won't change who you are D.
Why not?
Because you're insane. (dramatic music)
Don't move, I'm sorry y'all.
You're under arrest for attempted murder.
You know the routine.
Hands behind your back.
Hands behind your back now!
Spread 'em.
The feds are on their way.
Let's go, move.
I'll hold him down in the bunker.
Move!
(dramatic music)
Right here.
Don't even think about it.
(gate creaks open)
(gate creaks shut)
Go ahead and have a seat.
So who you already kill?
Oh, you have to be a little more
specific.
You must be pretty happy Sheriff's got the psychopath
locked up in the bunker.
Every family has at least one nut job, right Jo?
I'm taking the Sheriff and the psychopath some coffee.
Hey Jo- (door slams shut)
I knew Sean.
We go way back.
And not once that he ever mentioned having a brother.
A murderer?
We were just on the phone talking
and he kept saying to me he wants me to come here
and see him.
He said that he wanted to talk to me about something.
Now he's dead and you're here.
It's a little strange don't you think?
(watch beeping)
What is that?
I need to take my pills.
I, uh...
(gun clocking)
I can't reach 'em.
They're in my front pocket.
You see my finger?
Step in,
don't budge,
be smart.
What are these?
Depressants,
help me control my impulses
that my response to stimuli.
They make me more normal.
Open up.
(door creaks open) (door creaks shut)
Thought you might like something to warm you up.
Thank you.
Would you like some coffee?
No, thank you.
Well, if you change your mind.
(boat engine roaring)
I didn't expect the FBI to be here so soon.
I'm gonna leave this big boy on the table right here
if he gets crazy.
Good evening fellas.
I didn't expect to see y'all out here tonight.
Sheriff, what are you doing all the way out here?
We got the call.
We came out.
We handled it.
You handled it.
Okay, we'll see about that.
Why so many of you guys for one dude?
You're in charge?
No.
What field office are you boys with huh?
You can't be the FBI.
Not exactly.
(gun bangs)
What was that?
Nine millimeter.
(gun bangs)
What was that?
(guns banging)
We should do something, right?
- Get the gun. - What?
You can trust me,
or you can shoot me.
What?
(guns banging)
Sniper, to the lighthouse.
We search the house first and fan out.
And Pike, recon the island.
Whymper, look in there.
(suspenseful music)
(door creaks open)
Lock it down.
Yep.
Hey, hey.
Who the hell are you people?
Where's the sheriff?
I know who you guys are looking for, all right?
He's down in the hill.
He's in the bunker with the Sheriff.
Well, well, well, what have we here?
Don't move.
Really, does it look like I'm going anywhere?
Cell phones.
Now, you all heard the boss,
every one of you is gonna put your cell phone
in my lovely little bag here.
Mercy please.
Thank you.
Listen to me man,
I just told you where he was.
Hey, cell phone.
- Hands. - Cell phone.
Hey, I got a pretty young thing,
locked up a little cage down here.
Don't call me that.
No one dies until we find out what they know.
Copy that.
Hey, we're good.
Rest of them looks clear
I've been thinking,
why did that guy ask if we were the feds?
Because the FBI are on their way here right now.
Plan stays the same.
Now, why would anybody lock you in a cage?
I'm not sure.
Why don't we open the door and find out?
What did you do?
I knocked him out.
Wait, you didn't kill him?
No, I don't kill people anymore.
Well, shouldn't we?
He's a bad guy right?
- Up to you. - What?
Asshole geez.
Please, let me kill him please.
Whymper, status?
Okay, go find out what's going on with him, go, go.
Blanchard, hey, upstairs, no surprises.
All right.
[Wagner] How was your flight?
Being a canned sardine.
If the weather holds, I should get to the coast in about three hours.
Any word from the sheriff?
Nothing yet, and no answer at the inn.
- It goes straight to voicemail. - Keep trying.
How's our friend from the shower?
Still in a coma.
It doesn't add up.
D knew that removing his ankle bracelet
would trigger a response.
In all my years of tracking D, he never left a body
or a witness, so why leave this guy alive
in his own apartment?
Why?
(suspenseful music)
Hi Sean,
where is it huh?
You really fucked up didn't you?
I had to.
He was onto me.
We'll talk about this later.
Felix, what's taking so long?
Run Hugh, run fast you little prick, run!
Fuck!
Hugh, stop, you fucking coward!
Hugh, stop!
Come on!
Take him.
(gun bangs)
Oh my God!
They killed Hugh.
They fucking killed him.
They'll kill you too.
(Sharon sobbing)
It's okay, go sit, it's okay.
Come on, come on.
So now do you understand what happens
when you don't help me?
I hope that makes things a little bit clear.
Hey buddy boy.
(door slams shut)
(door creaks open)
(Whymper groaning)
Whymper,
holy shit, what happened?
What in the hell are you doing in here by yourself?
Hey, we got a situation in the bunker.
Jesus Christ, someone fucked up Whymper real bad.
Blanchard, get down here now.
Get down here!
(dramatic music) (owl hooting)
So there are three guys
and it looks like they have a lot of guns.
- Shut up. - Are you ever nice?
- Freddie! - Mom!
You watch 'em.
You're gonna come with me.
Oh, but wait for me.
Where are you going?
What did you do you idiot?
(suspenseful music)
You know, there is something about you
that I don't like.
Did I tell you that?
Shut the fuck up.
(Jo screaming)
Do not move!
What now?
Fuck!
Hey!
Now, what is a pretty lady like you doing with a shotgun?
My name-
- You cut me. - I needed a scream.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
(door creaks open)
Fuck,
he's here.
My man didn't get it done.
Of course, he's here.
It's his brother's funeral.
The guy is a psychopath, man.
You remember Lansing and Harvey Bogatur?
Fucking Mezula, he killed everyone
while we just watched.
That guy is fucking dangerous.
Here's what I don't get though,
why didn't he finish off Whymper when he had the chance?
Prison make him soft?
No, it's more like a tiger trying to change its stripes.
Hey, hey, you okay?
Yeah, it hurts boss (groaning).
Oh, it hurts, it fucking hurts.
(gun bangs)
What the fuck.
That felt good.
Let's get to work, come on.
- He's in a mood. - Let's go!
Pike, let's move!
All right, whoever kills D gets Whymper's cut, good?
- Good. - Good.
Uncle D!
Those steel shutters, how do you close this place down?
The lever behind the lamp.
(shutters banging)
The shutters are all closing.
Hey, Blanchard's still in there.
Well then, Blanchard's in deep shit.
Blanchard?
Find me a way back in.
- What happened? - Are you okay?
Yeah, he cut me.
(gun clocking)
You bring this here now during Sean's funeral?
Wait, they're here for you?
They're not here for me.
Oh my God.
Oh, right, right, this is just a coincidence?
We need phones.
Can any of these work?
[D] I'm really struggling here.
- Yeah. - [D] It's so hard not
to fall back into old habits.
Well yeah, I know.
I know it's hard. I know it isn't easy.
You're not the only one
to have trouble with that, believe me.
I wanna do some of those things so bad.
No, D, you're different, okay?
It's an act of will.
Use those new pathways of behavior we've created
in your brain.
But what if there are things that
I need to do to
protect myself?
Well now, that's your animal brain kicking in,
in flight or fight, but just stop.
Count to 10, count to 100 if you need to
and ask yourself this simple question,
these things you feel you need to do,
are they things you think you'll be proud of later?
Probably not.
Then you probably shouldn't do 'em.
Okay, I'll consider that.
[Alderwood] Well, call me anytime.
These pills, they make my hand shake
when they start to wear off.
Why are you here?
Fuck you.
All right man, (mumbles).
You know how much I'd love to cut your eyes out
and feed them to you.
I don't
I don't do that kind of thing anymore though Blanchard.
What'd you do to him?
We spoke, it was disappointing.
Oh my God, you killed him?
Watch the doors.
Yeah, I'm watching the door.
I'm watching you too mother fucker.
What are you gonna do, huh, huh?
You're gonna go after 'em?
No, there's four of 'em out there.
Oh, I thought you'd killed two of 'em.
I didn't kill any of 'em.
That's enough, I want you out of this house
and off this island.
Get out and take those people with you.
- Linda, he save us. - No, no, no, he saved himself.
That's the only person who cares about
and it always has been.
We wouldn't even be in danger if it wasn't for him.
Isn't that right D?
- Maybe. - What you do huh?
Did you piss someone off?
Did you steal something? Maybe you killed the wrong guy?
No.
Did you really kill people uncle D?
- They were really bad people. - Freddie.
Guardian Island,
they should call this place Murder Island.
(watch beeping)
(dramatic music)
Shoot the bastard!
Just shoot them already!
(gun clocks and bangs)
Holy shit!
Oh, my eye.
He shot my fucking eye out.
I think I got him.
Shoot the one with the shotgun.
I can't see into the house.
Then shoot through the fucking wall!
(gun bangs)
The whole thing's armor plated.
Now we know he's watching.
They're gonna get in here eventually.
They're just testing us.
They're looking for you, not us.
I want you to leave now
before you cause any more damage, go.
Okay, okay.
It turns out Sean, D's dearly departed brother
had racked up some pretty sizeable debt
for a history professor in recent years,
but not so much debt that he couldn't buy an island.
The plot thickens.
It used to be a Navy base back in World War II.
It gets weirder.
He bought it for almost twice the market value
with the help of a mysterious wire transfer.
Wow, it must be some special island.
It seems like being insane runs in that family.
Find out who that mysterious benefactor is will you?
- [Wagner] I'm on it. - All right, later.
This is your best bet.
How did Sean die exactly?
He was restoring the lighthouse.
He worked on it every day until dark, that's when he fell.
He was working on the lighthouse when he died.
I kept telling him just to hire someone.
He was so stubborn.
Hugh went out to take him to dinner,
that's when he found him.
How long had Hugh been working here?
Just over a month.
Why?
Just curious.
Okay, follow the trail behind the inn.
It sweeps around the trees and leads about a half a mile down shore.
D,
I think you're doing the best that you can.
(door creaks open) (door creaks shut)
(suspenseful music)
He's gone.
Good.
How are they gonna know that?
Yeah seriously, how are they gonna know he's gone?
We'll have to tell 'em.
Get that machine off the boat.
Start searching near the inn.
We need to get back inside that building.
(dramatic music)
Hold,
Sniper, you read that?
It says D is gone.
The boat. (dramatic music)
(guns banging)
(boat engine roaring)
Shit,
well, we still got the other boat.
Try not to lose that one you fucking moron.
Copy that.
Sniper my ass.
You keep an eye out of those windows Cyclopes.
I got nothing, just rocks.
(phone vibrating)
Hello?
Dr, Alderwood, hey it's me, D.
Oh D, are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm okay. - Oh, good.
You're still with your family?
Yeah, yeah, I'm still here.
I was gonna leave and then
well, they need my help
and they're still my family, so.
Oh, good for you D.
Good for you. You stick with it.
It's just that trying to do my best here and I...
Don't be too hard on yourself, nobody's perfect.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Yeah, I know.
I'm a...
I'm a little afraid it could get a little messy
when I get back inside.
I just still got a lot to deal with.
Oh, is there a way you could deal with one problem at a time?
Just one at a time, instead of all of them
at the same time like we talked about.
Yeah, yeah, I could do that.
It'll be easier that way.
[D] Yeah, it is.
Yeah, it's the D we need you to be, all right?
Keep at it son.
Thanks for your advice.
Okay good, call me whenever you need it.
Oh, for God's sake, don't kill anybody.
I can't see shit.
All right, let's try the other side.
Oh my God, that guy with the big teeth
is just standing out there.
Hello, can you guys hear me in there?
Yeah, we can hear you!
Sooner or later, that door is gonna open
whether you like it or not.
So when that door does open, I want you to, uh...
I want you to remember one thing.
D's gone, what do you all want?
I don't need any of you alive,
but if any one of you happens to be able to help me find
what I came here for well then,
maybe we'll be able to work something out.
What do these guys want?
D's not even in here anymore.
Maybe D was right, maybe they're not here for him.
Maybe not,
but if they don't want D,
we need to find out what they do want.
[Shaughnessy] Did you find me a boat yet?
Everything's closed till tomorrow,
but here's something, it might be nothing,
but a 36 foot luxury yacht was reported stolen
from a marina about an hour down the coast yesterday.
Was it D?
No, a local boat captain
from that same marina says he dropped off a guy
to the island today who matches D's description.
All right, send me the address of the marina.
I need to get on that island yesterday.
- [Wagner] You got it. - I'll talk to you.
Fuck this man!
Where are you going?
The only way we're gonna find it is by getting one of them
to tell us.
You know that.
There's gotta be another way inside that place.
Seismic testing, what the hell are you looking for?
What the fuck is going on here?
(dramatic music)
Jesus, Blanchard, hey, hey, hey, hey.
What the fuck happened to you?
He fucking shackled me.
- Hey, you good? - Yeah, yeah.
Where are you going?
- Hey! - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Fucking son of a bitch.
(shatter slams shut)
(gun bangs)
Oh, you little- (gun bangs)
Oh, I hate you.
Hey, all right you little prick,
you want me shooting through the door huh?
Don't move.
Are you crying huh?
Freddie,
go downstairs.
You know,
I embarrassed myself in front of you down in that cellar
so I'm gonna have to make it up to you.
Oh, you son of a bitch!
- Mom, mom! - Freddie, Freddie, what's the matter?
What's the matter? Are you okay?
Move!
Hey, back the fuck up!
- Hey, back the fuck up! - Hey!
Everyone hands up now!
Ah, you know what?
It's just as well that the boy left.
My friend Ethel here is gonna join in.
Who doesn't like a threesome huh?
You, put the gun down.
Put it down or I'll blow her brains out.
I'll do it.
Just don't hurt her.
- No, no. - Good.
On round two?
You know D,
I feel that you wanna cry right now.
What do you think huh?
Are you gonna beg for your life huh?
Get the fuck up you little son of a bitch.
Come on D, you gotta give me something.
Not much point.
And why is that huh?
Okay, okay, I get it.
You are going to try and stab me
with one of these here broken mirror pieces huh?
Yeah.
No,
submarine, Japanese.
Femoral artery, you're gonna wanna put
some pressure on that,
too late.
Oh my God, I really enjoyed that.
(dramatic music) Let her go.
Are you okay?
(gun clocks)
I'll shoot her.
- And I'll shoot you both. - What?
(gun banging)
- Are you okay? - Is it over?
Is it over?
You almost fucking killed me.
Oh, good thing you moved.
He killed Blanchard.
He just shot my fucking arm.
You came back.
What did you do huh?
What did you do upstairs you sicko?
Did you kill him or what?
Mom, I've been giving this a lot of thought
and I think that I deserve a second chance.
[Massey] Holy God, what?
What did you do?
Mom,
that I can explain.
D, come on, I wanna talk to you.
Just stay away from me please.
I can't, I can't,
that was the worst thing I have ever seen.
(door creaks open)
Hello D,
it's been a long time.
I feel like you've been avoiding me.
Well, I have.
What happened to you, man?
You used to be the best at what we could do, absolute best.
Now, you're in the system all drugged up,
therapy three times a week to get in touch
with your soft side.
So what's he call it huh?
Cute sociopathic disorder,
or current psychopathological behavior,
arrested moral development?
Come on D, these are just fancy ways for these people
to call you insane.
They're calling you insane.
You know me D, personally, I don't believe in insane.
You're not insane,
I think it's just different points of view.
You taught me that, right?
You got a point to this shit?
Yeah, I got a point to this.
Are you just gonna keep pretending for
or are you gonna accept what you really are huh?
Because what you are is awesome bro.
That's why you're here, right?
Sean must have told you what's here on the island, right?
That's why he's fucking dead D.
Oh,
you don't know.
Take him.
Take him!
(door slams shut) (gun bangs)
Seriously, you didn't kill him either?
After you did to that guy upstairs, what's the problem?
- Oh, Jesus. - What did he say?
He said there's something
on
this island.
There's nothing here.
There's a couple of hundred dollars
- for groceries, some antiques. - No,
something here.
Sean was trying to tell me.
He was trying to tell me something before he died.
Sean, come on D, you know Sean,
he couldn't have been involved with that evil-
You're not listening!
They were in business with Sean
and they are here to find something.
What is it?
What aren't you telling me?
You said that Sean died while he was working
on the lighthouse.
I don't think he fell.
No, you said Hugh found him, right?
Yeah, Hugh, Hugh, the son of a bitch,
he was talking to 'em too.
There was something.
It was like a moment that they had.
Okay, shut up.
He was one of Cole's men
planted here to keep an eye on Sean.
But he was working on something.
There was engine grease underneath his nails.
He's right, D's been a lot of things,
but stupid was never one of them.
Where's Sean's office.
[Sharon] The cellar.
Felix, we're gonna try over there.
Come on Sean, talk to me.
Come on, what were you working on.
It's not this.
There's that sound again.
I know I wanna go after him.
I wanna go after him, that freak tried to kill me.
If D wanted you dead, you'd be dead.
I can sneak back in the window like before.
They won't even know.
Then maybe you should.
It'll save me a bullet.
Where's that door go?
That's the wine cellar.
He spent two months restoring it when we first moved in.
You have the keys?
Yeah, I know where the keys are.
(door creaks open)
A footprint.
From the boot.
No way.
- [Freddie] Wow! - A hidden door, really?
I never drank merlot.
- Flashlight. - Yeah.
- [Freddie] Cool. - [Sharon] Freddie, come here.
[Freddie] But, it's the...
Oh, Sean.
What's down there?
- I'm coming down! - Jesus.
[Massey] Are you down there?
Jesus.
D?
[Shaughnessy] What do you see?
The video's pretty bad,
but we captured a steel frame on one of the yacht thieves.
I just sent it to you.
(phone message pings)
Wow, it's Cole, 100%.
- Who? - D's former employer.
A high-level fixer for the criminally rich and infamous.
D started working for Cole right after he was discharged
from the SEALs for almost killing his Commanding Officer.
D was Cole's weapon of choice.
And now, here they are,
D Cole together again.
Goddammit, I can practically see the island from here.
[Wagner] Look, I'm sorry. I've tried everywhere.
No one is willing to sail tonight.
I'll call you if I come up with anything.
Hi.
- Is everything all right, ma'am? - Yeah.
Can I help you with something?
As a matter of fact, yeah.
You sure you know what you're doing?
Oh me, no, I'm just fucking around.
I mean, I'd let you try,
but it's best if you have both eyes.
Asshole.
D?
[D] Down here!
D!
What is this place?
D, fucking don't leave me.
D could've been halfway to Hawaii by now.
Maybe he really has changed.
We're gonna get lost in here.
How far does this go?
This is insane, oh fuck.
What the hell?
Lights.
Holy fuck.
Holy shit.
It's a submarine,
Japanese.
World War II.
Oh my God Sean, what the fuck is this?
(machine beeping)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on.
I think I found something.
That looks like a tunnel.
It goes from the inn,
holy shit, to the lighthouse
(chuckles) Jackpot!
You guys find the entrance.
I'll meet you down there.
Come on, let's go.
He never told me about any of this.
Fuck me, that's why I never heard about this.
- D. - What?
Look, it's The Yamashita Gold.
- The Yamashita Gold! - What?
It's what he wrote about it in his books, fuck!
What's that?
God, you scared the hell out of me.
What's going on?
Where did D go?
Where did Massey?
Move, come on.
It's right here, it's fucking real.
I thought Sean was full of shit back in school.
This is crazy!
That what he was trying to tell me about in his letters.
He said, "I think I've found what I've been looking for."
Oh, fuck! (guns banging)
Run!
(guns banging)
- Come on down! - Damn it.
[Pike] I can't see 'em.
- They're right there, come on. - Can you move?
There's only one shot left.
[Pike] Right there, move.
- Hey? - Yeah.
Keep up, follow me.
Where are you going?
He's on the move! (guns banging)
I got the bastard!
There he is!
Shit!
Shit, shit!
What are you doing?
You have a cell phone?
[Pike] You see 'em?
- Are you making a call right now? - Shut up.
Are you serious?
- They're shooting at us. - Shh.
- Screw you! - Stop.
(cell phone vibrating)
- Hello? - Hey, it's me.
D, what time is it?
[Pike] Can you see 'em?
Three-ish, sorry it's late I know.
I just have one question for you.
Sure, shoot.
If I had to save myself,
could I go back to my old ways then?
Well, I guess I'd have to say that
you really wouldn't be saving yourself at all if you
give up on all that great work that you've done.
There he is!
What the hell was that?
5.56mm semiautomatic machine gun.
You're being shot at?
Oh yeah, they've been shooting at us for a while now.
- D, listen to me, listen. - Okay.
Do whatever it takes to save your ass.
Whatever it takes?
Whatever it takes.
Fuck, my fucking license.
There he is!
Please work, please work.
(guns banging) (dramatic music)
Fuck me.
(barrels exploding)
Where are you going?
- D! - Stop, stop right there.
So you've found it huh?
I knew I could count on you.
Wow, your brother kind of undersold it didn't he?
It's too bad that he's not gonna get to enjoy any of it.
Stop right there.
I still need you alive.
Hey asshole!
(gun banging)
Shit, oh shit! (gun bangs)
No, no, no.
D, listen to me.
This is so stupid huh?
Let's just grab as much of this gold as we can
and let's get the hell out of here
'cause when the feds show up,
they're gonna lock your ass up forever.
I didn't come here for the gold.
I just want my family back.
Well then, you got a deal.
You carry my gold and I'll give you your mommy back.
Come on, let's go.
It'll take days to get this out of here.
- You don't have the time. - Well, neither do you,
but you're a good, strong strapping lad.
Let's grab it, hurry up.
All right, give me two ingots
for what your dead brother owes me.
That's it, at a boy.
Two more for interest, come on.
That's it, hurry up.
And you know what,
why don't you just give me two on top of that just,
I dunno, just for the fuck of it.
That's it.
There he is, that's it strong guy.
Come on, D.
At a boy.
Pick it up.
There's no rest stops, let's go.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey, get up.
Come here, come here.
Come here.
All right, get up.
Pick it up or else your mom goes flying.
Game over D.
You're making a fatal mistake mistake Agent Shaughnessy.
Where's Cole?
I'm right here. (gun bangs)
Pick up the gold.
Pick up the fucking gold!
That's it, good boy.
Hey D, what are the odds?
While you were rehabilitating,
your straight as an arrow brother decides
to borrow money from the wrong people.
He knew that sooner or later that I'd show up.
You know how it is?
And now here you are.
Oh D, I gotta tell you, thought I'd be happier to see you
but you're just so goddam sad
to me now, pathetic, powerless.
You used to run this shit.
You know why he's doing all this huh?
He's doing this for you and mama, that's right.
You don't have to do this D.
Shut up.
- He's gonna kill us anyway. - [Cole] Shut up.
You're right, I don't.
You're fucking insane,
fucking insane!
You're spending so much energy trying to hide who you are,
what you are.
You're a fucking monster.
And I'll constantly be that voice in your head reminding you
that you're never gonna fucking change.
Fuck
(dramatic music)
I'm not insane.
You're not gonna die here.
I'm sorry.
Stop saying you're sorry.
Sorry for your loss
for Sean.
When I think back to all Sean's letters,
it's clear now that he was dying to tell someone
what he discovered,
but to keep his family safe, he knew he never could.
When he became obsessed
with the abandoned Naval base called Guardian Island,
I figured he was just writing another book.
He must have been pretty damn sure
of what was under that island, The Yamashita Gold,
war loot taken by Japanese Imperial forces
during World War II
and smuggled out of the country by small submarines.
Sean put together the clues,
but needed help buying Guardian Island.
He borrowed money from Cole's associates
and before he could pay it back, Cole came after him
and it cost him everything.
Looks like Sean wasn't so perfect after all.
[D] Nobody's perfect, but he didn't deserve to die.
They're gonna come after you, you know?
[D] Well, I've been hunted before, I can handle it.
What about Sean's family, your mother?
[D] There'll be okay.
I'll make sure of it.
What about you?
I might try being myself for a while.
Bye, D
"Blood in the water"
"Black in the sky"
"Out in the ocean"
"And nowhere to hide"
"I can't escape what's inside I'm dangerous"
"Why won't you live not to die dangerous"
"Touched by the fire"
"Blessed with a crown"
"Flames getting higher"
"And no way out"
"Thunder and lightning"
"In the eye of the storm"
"I don't ask for nothing"
"I take what I want"
"Don't you know"
"I can't escape what's inside I'm dangerous"
"Why won't you live not to die dangerous"
"Oh I can't escape what's inside I'm dangerous"
"Oh why won't you live not to die dangerous"
"Thunder and lightning"
"In the eye of the storm"
"I don't ask for nothing"
"I just take what I want"
(upbeat music)