Now look it here.
Y'all have a great time this weekend, and be sure
to watch Daddy on TV.
How'd someone like you win a trip to the Super Bowl?
Look at here. Now there's a reason
why they call me Lucky. Mmm.
All right. Bye, Lucky.
Now just 'cause I'm leaving don't mean y'all are off.
Um,
I'm looking for Calor Airlines.
Are you one of our Super Bowl winners? Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, they call me Lucky.
Nice to meet you, Lucky.
Well, you know, they flying me private jet
50-yard-line tickets.
I could see if I could get you one, you could go.
I wish I could, but we're not allowed.
Oh, okay, now, think about it.
I will. Just follow the red carpet.
I will.
Hi, sir.
Are you looking for Calor Airlines?
No, I'm not.
Is he one of our winners?
Hank Collins.
Want me to go after him?
No. It might spook the others.
We got his address, though.
We'll find him.
Just need to see your ID, sir. Okay, okay.
Bam!
Okay.
First Class.
Mr. Fargas.
First door on your left.
Okay. Here's your ID.
Thank you.
Have a nice flight.
I will.
Mm, looks like some good food.
Right. Mm.
Hey, yo, my man?
First Class get free drinks, right?
Yes, sir. What can I get you?
Let me get a Scotch on the rocks.
I'm a little parched,
so make it fast.
We'll take good care of you.
Thank you. You do that.
Yeah, we got him. Last one's in.
I know that dude right there.
U.S. Marshals!
Down! Everybody down!
Sorry, Lucky.
Looks like your luck just ran out.
All right.
So day one of "Operation Lasso"
brought in 34 fugitives.
That's a new record.
Yeah! Whoo!
Tomorrow is day two. But it's the Super Bowl.
I know it's Super Bowl Sunday,
and I know we all want to be at home watching the game.
But so do the fugitives.
Makes tomorrow a great day to try and round some up.
For those of you that were sworn in
as special deputies or are new to the Roundup,
once a year,
the Marshals Service teams up with the local law enforcement
to clear up as many backlogged warrants as possible.
Now, here in Houston, we like to have a little bit of fun,
so we pair you up in teams, and we compete.
And some of us take the competition aspect
a little more serious than others.
Just 'cause Daisy and I whooped your ass
last three years in a row.
All right, so the rules are simple.
Once you hook a fugitive,
you're gonna bring 'em here to process 'em.
Now, one fugitive, one point.
At the end of the day, the team with the most points
wins the trophy.
You guys go ahead and try to take her away.
But tomorrow, Shelly goes back to my mantle,
where she belongs.
Ain't that right, honey?
Ain't that right?
You ready to rock, partner?
Uh, actually...
I'm benched this year.
What-What... We're the defending champs.
We're the Dream Team! What-What are you talking about?
I know, but I've got court on Monday.
You know, the DUI thing. I got to prepare.
I know. But Luke?
Luke's got your back.
You and me, bro. It'll be fun.
You get between me and Shelly,
and I'll kill you.
It'll be fun.
All right, so let's get the warrants.
Let's get the team assignments.
Kickoff is at 4:00 a.m., not before.
Good luck. Happy hunting.
♪ Chase 1x16 ♪ Roundup Original Air Date on May 7, 2011
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That's our guy.
Wow. Yeah?
4:00 a.m.?
Lucky bastard. Should we let him,
you know...?
Hell, no. We've got a Roundup to win.
Hey, Romeo.
♪ ♪
That is some cruel and unusual punishment, man.
Y'all are cold.
We let you put your pants on, right?
Say "panties."
Looks like we lost him.
Must have gone out the back.
No. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Stop! Turn it off! Turn it off!
Hey. You Alan Smith?
You're under arrest.
Smile. Come on.
Number one.
U.S. Marshals! Zeke Winters?
Well, I guess you got me.
Hands on your head.
Now we got you.
Son of a bitch.
Say "cheese."
We're already ahead. Yeah, baby!
Yeah. That's it, girl.
Keep giving us good luck.
May I? Yes. Please.
Shelly! Shelly, baby.
One?
That's it? Yeah, that's it?
That's it. You know what? If my memory serves me correctly,
you and Daisy had more than two at this point last year.
Yeah. I do believe, Annie. I think you're right.
It's only the first quarter. We're just getting warmed up.
Come on, Luke. Let's go.
Oh, my God.
You know it's got to be eating at Daisy to miss a Roundup.
I hope she sorts her stuff out.
Me, too.
Hey!
Look who's here!
Wow!
You actually made it this year.
Guess there's a first time for everything.
Right? Yes, there is.
Aunt Daisy!
Ah, Clara. How are you?
I'm good. Yeah?
Listen, uh, the chips and the drinks? In the living room.
Okay, let's go. Oh.
No. Wait. Wait.
I never get to see you.
Goodness.
You are getting so big.
Look at you.
So, how are your...
How are your violin lessons going?
Good.
You coming to my recital?
Of course I am. I wouldn't miss it.
And so...
How do you like your music teacher?
Mr. Porter?
He's nice.
Nice?
Like how?
I don't know.
He's funny.
Yeah. He used to make me laugh, too.
Sometimes, he'd even tickle me.
Does he ever tickle you?
No.
Hey, you two, the game's about to start.
Got pizza on the table. It's going fast, Clara.
Okay.
Can I talk to you for a second?
Daisy, can it wait till halftime?
No.
It's about Clara.
What's going on?
You can't let her go to her music lessons anymore.
No? Why not?
She, uh, she's actually pretty good at the violin.
It's her teacher.
Who? Mr. Porter?
Oh, come... Daisy.
Listen, he was good enough to teach you, so...
He touched me, Mark.
You...
He-He touched you?
For almost six years.
And I didn't tell anyone.
I didn't tell Mom.
I didn't tell Dad.
Daisy, Daisy.
Why-Why not?
Why didn't you tell anybody?
I don't know.
I thought it was my fault.
I'm sorry.
I should have done something, because...
because maybe he's still...
Mark, I don't... I don't know for sure.
I will kill him.
I will nail that pig to the cross.
I'm gonna handle it, Mark.
You're gonna handle it?
How are you gonna handle it?
What, are you gonna investigate him?
He can just get a lawyer and deny everything?
Mark, I'm going to handle it.
So, this is the guy
that bailed at the airport, Hank Collins.
- Oh. - What? You see something?
Oh.
40-yard return. We're missing a hell of a game.
All right, come on, Boots.
Eye on the prize. Let's go, come on.
What's this guy wanted for again?
Petty larceny.
I'm missing the game to clear a misdemeanor?
I hope he stole a flat screen.
Hey, it's easy points.
Son of a bitch!
So much for the easy point.
Get a BOLO out on Collins's car.
And tell all units, if they spot him to keep their distance.
That son of a bitch tried to kill us both.
He's shooting .223, full auto.
That would have went right through our vests.
Why would a petty thief need that kind of artillery?
Good question. You got something?
Yeah, the apartment was clear,
but I got a phone message. Check it out.
Hey, baby, it's me.
Call me already. What time you coming over?
Collins has got a lady friend.
We've got her phone number.
Let's turn that into an address.
Hot dogs. Get your hot dogs.
There you go, man.
Hot dogs. Special, man.
Get 'em while they're hot.
- Oh, yeah. - Thomas Churchill?
Really?
Nice hit, Ray Lewis. I'll come peaceful.
Just let me out of this costume. No can do.
You ran from us.
You can't take me to jail like this. You know what?
You ride like you hide, Tom.
Say "ketchup."
Get in there.
Let's go.
Don't eat him. He's not real.
Looks like some good food to me.
Hey, does anyone know the record
for most fugitives caught
in a single Roundup? Anyone?
I mean, anyone? I'm just curious, seriously. Anyone at all?
'Cause we're gonna set the record today.
We're gonna.... Hey! Hey! Hey!
Knock it off!
Break it up.
Break up.
Good one. That's enough!
Break it up. Break it up.
Let's go. Get 'em out of here.
Put 'em in different cages. 187.
Come on.
What was that about? Can't put him in with a Satan's Outlaw.
They're rival gangs. Lot of bad blood.
So... Whoa, I almost missed it.
Halftime show!
All right, so the house we're hitting
belongs to April Miller,
the last person that called Collins.
This guy's packing a fully auto assault rifle, so watch
your corners and your backs now.
Let's do it.
Yeah!
♪ ♪
Come on. Go on, Luke.
You gotta follow me.
Let's go, baby! Yeah!
♪ Well, breaking rocks in the hot sun ♪
♪ I fought the law, and the law won ♪
Yeah!
♪ I fought the law, and the law won ♪
♪ I fought the law, and the law won... ♪
I got her.
Whoo!
Hey.
Check the garage.
Jimmy?
Yeah, here.
Girlfriend said Collins hit the road an hour ago.
Look what he took with him.
M4A1 rifles.
There's got to be 150 guns missing.
That's enough firepower for a small army.
Who the hell is this guy?
Your boyfriend almost killed me with one of those rifles...
Now you're gonna... He's not my boyfriend.
We just screw sometimes.
Is he worth going to prison for?
Then you better start talking. Where did he get the guns?
At work.
Where is that?
Some security company.
They guard military bases.
He said no one would find out. Annie?
Let me talk to you a second.
Wait here.
I just got off a call with Army C.I.D. in Fort Hood.
Their weapons depot was robbed two days ago.
What do you want to bet Collins was working security there?
And I found this Dremel tool on his workbench.
He's been filing off serial numbers.
Ups the street value. Question is...
Who is he selling military weapons to?
Annie Frost.
All right..
Keep your distance. We're on our way.
They just spotted Collins' car.
It's a restaurant a couple blocks from here.
They said they spotted his car ten minutes ago,
and they haven't seen anybody come in or out.
Jimmy!
He's headed for the Impala.
Rifles could be in that car.
We got to take him now.
U.S. Marshals!
It's not him. Who are you?
I'm Taylor.
You spilled my taquitos, man!
Where's Hank Collins? I don't know.
So what are you doing with his car?
He borrowed my van.
Am I in trouble or something?
Where the hell did he go?
We got to stay ahead of Annie and Jimmy.
I think that Goliath messed up my shoulder.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, don't you go soft on me, now.
You're doing good so far.
Daisy would be proud, okay?
No, she'd want me to get an X-ray.
No, she would want you
to rub some dirt on it and get back in the game.
Dumpster.
Come on out, Elroy.
We know you're in there.
You have the wrong guy.
Yeah, we've never heard that one before.
Come on out. Let's go.
Ugh.
Whew, the guy stinks.
Okay.
Hook him up. You hook him up.
I could just go. Shut up. Shut up.
We could call HPD.
If we don't bring him in, we don't get the point.
I'm okay with that.
That's not a winning attitude.
Cuff yourself.
I don't know anything about moving guns, man.
Hank borrowed my van to move a couch.
Have you ever seen him use an M4 rifle?
Yeah. We went shooting yesterday.
It's a cool gun.
Not when it's pointed at you.
Was anybody else there
when you were shooting?
Yeah, some scary biker dude showed up.
Hank told me to wait in the car and act tough.
So he shot the gun. Did he take it apart, too?
Yeah, yeah, he did all that. Listen to me, you were at an arms deal.
Now tell me about the biker.
He was wearing a leather vest.
It said "S-O."
Satan's Outlaws.
What's a motorcycle gang
looking to do with a bunch of stolen machine guns?
The guy said there was a war coming.
Impound the car.
Thanks.
Mr. Porter.
Daisy.
What's it been, 15 years?
More like 20.
20 years.
It sure doesn't seem like that long.
You-- you look terrific.
Just terrific.
Thank you.
Have a seat.
I-I-I heard from your mother that, uh...
you've become a, uh, police officer?
A deputy U.S. Marshal.
Well, how about that?
Mm-hmm. My little Daisy.
I always thought you'd be an astronaut like your dad.
That or a beauty queen.
So I hear that you are still teaching music.
Uh-huh.
To my niece, actually.
Clara, yeah.
How's she doing?
Well, we're just getting started, but, uh...
she's showing a lot of potential.
More than I did?
Well, it's hard to say.
Uh, every child has their own...
gifts.
But she does remind me of you.
I see in her
the same desire to learn.
Well, I would love to hear more.
Please, allow me to buy you another drink.
You know,
I'd-I'd like to, but, um...
I need to get going.
It's so great to see you again, Daisy.
You're the best student
I ever had.
Team Us, five;
Team You...
one?
I mean, it's sad.
At least make it a game. Hey, Annie.
I just put a call in to HPD Intel about Satan's Outlaws.
I worked biker gangs when I was in Narcotics.
What do you want to know?
Well, a Satan's Outlaw
approached Collins about buying guns.
He said a war is coming.
The bigger biker gangs have kept the Satan's Outlaws down.
It's a local gang, but they're looking to expand.
Well, now they're trying to buy assault rifles.
We arrested a Satan's Outlaw this morning.
You did? Mm-hmm. He was our first point.
Got him doing the nasty. Let's pull him out and have a chat.
♪ ♪
Your club is selling guns to Hank Collins.
We just want to know when and where.
Bitch, I'm Satan's Outlaw-- we don't rat.
All I have to do is smile and pat you on the back.
And everybody's gonna think you're a rat.
Or I can punch you in the face and you'll look like a hero.
Okay, thanks. We really appreciate it.
Thank you. You're gonna get me killed. You know that, right?
Take the cuffs off.
You got it. Okay, okay, okay.
I'll tell you.
Just... punch me.
Not until you tell us what we want to know.
Come...
The club has a crash house.
31, off the 290. First house on the left.
Now do it. Please.
A deal's a deal.
Yes, ma'am.
Hey.
You're back.
Do you remember earlier when we were talking about Mr. Porter?
Yeah.
And how you said that he never tickled you?
Were you telling me the truth?
Yes.
Gosh, I remember my lessons like they were yesterday.
You always had to sit up straight
and he'd say that, "Slouching was..."
"...for slouchers."
Yeah.
That's right.
Then he'd place his hand on my back
as I played.
Does he do that to you?
And as my playing got better,
I remember that he started to give me things.
Presents.
Has he given you anything?
And I remember the other lessons, too.
The secret ones-- in his bedroom.
It's okay to talk about it, Clara.
Daisy.
Talk to you for a minute?
What the hell do you think you're doing?
She needs to talk about it.
She can't keep it bottled up.
She is my daughter!
Her mom is flying down,
and we are going to figure out how to handle this together.
I need to get Clara's statement.
Her statement?
I couldn't get Porter on tape.
So I broke into his house.
And he had a photo of Clara.
Uh, was it, um...?
Can I, um... C-Can I see it?
I had to put it back where I found it.
It can't be used as evidence in court.
But if I can get Clara to give me a statement,
I could get a search warrant.
No. No.
I'm not turning Clara into a victim.
She already is a victim, Mark.
I am not going to let this define her life, Daisy.
If we don't stand up,
he's going to keep doing this to other girls!
I'm not putting Clara through hell.
You find another way.
We don't move until we see the buy go down.
Let's go.
Cuff him.
It's a nice hit, Boots.
Who says a lady can't tackle?
Who loves you, baby?
Who loves you? Number seven!
Bam!
That's what I'm talkin' about!
You're the man! Boo-ya!
And now we got 60 seconds to victory!
Four years in a row.
You know that's a dynasty. Dynasty.
You know that's a dynasty, right? That's capital "D-Y-N-S..."
You got Collins?
Yeah...
we bagged him.
Where is he, huh?
Oh,we had to take
'em all to HPD. Not enough room here.
"All of 'em"?
Well, Collins had accomplices, Marco, right?
Uh-huh!
So, it's just one?
Uh-uh-uh!
All right, all right, settle.
ANNIE Oh! Oh!
Whoa! Oh!
Come on. Please, not a tie! Tell me it's not a tie.
Relax, Marco.
Boo-ya!
Come on, baby! Yeah!
Whoa-whoa-whoa- whoa-whoa, Marco.
Un momento, señor. Hmm?
This is called... what?
How do you, how do you call that, hmm?
Say it. Come on. What is it?
A tie. It's a tie.
Oh...!
And this...
Yes, yes!
Let it go!
This is what you call a smackdown! A smackdown!
Let her go! Let her go!
Whoa...!
You got all your stuff worked out?
I do. I know what I gotta do.
Daisy...
You should have seen Marco's face when we pulled out...
Wasn't the same without you.
You see hot dog man? I brought him in.
Oh, right on.
Jimmy, you got another one of those?
Come on. Let's get a picture.
You mind taking...?
Come on.
Good. See ya next year, pal.
Yeah. All right! Cha-cha, now.
Okay, bye-bye.
Hey...
You okay?
Yeah.
Annie and Jimmy are buying a rou...
Sorry.
Not the thing to say the night before your DUI hearing.
You look cute when you're embarrassed.
You want to get out of here?
♪ ♪
Daisy?
Luke, I know this letter will come to you as a shock,
but it's the only way that I can explain
and do what I need to do without you trying to stop me.
For years I've been living with something
that I thought I had control of,
but now I see that it controlled me.
It's why I filled my life with distractions.
I thought that if I could keep it away,
then maybe it wasn't there...
maybe it didn't even happen...
but it did.
And instead of dealing with it, I was running away.
But I'm done running.
I'm done thinking that it was my fault.
I tried to get him another way.
I know you did.
Your letter...?
I had to say good-bye,
'cause I'm going away for a long time.
Oh, God, Daisy.
37 girls.
He won't be hurting anybody anymore.
No, he won't.
What the hell's going on?
Okay, all right, okay. Hold on...
All right, listen to me, it was dark,
he confronted you and you had to defend yourself.
Jimmy... Now go to the car and get the aspirin.
They can't talk to you if you're on medication.
You understand me, Daisy, all right?
Jimmy, there's no fixing this.
Why didn't you come to us?
Because there's nothing that you could've done.
But Daisy, we're family to you!
We could've been there for you.
I could've been there for you.
And you are.
♪ ♪
It's okay.
I'm free now.
♪ ♪
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