12 Rounds

- [Man On Radio] Give me audio on that, please.

- [Men Laughing]

[Man #2 On Radio]

Right turn on Royal.

[Man #1]

Can you zoom in? All right. Now pan right.

[Woman On Radio]

Yes, that's affirmative. Male, late 30s.

[Man #1] Group of six males, Quadrant 9.

Give me the middle one.

[Man #3 On Radio]

N.G. Not a match.

[Man #1]

Agent 4-86, squawk and ident. Need your position.

[Man #4 On Radio]

Camera's on Decatur, now online.

I'm heading north on Clinton.

[Man #1]

Let's get a sweep moving southeast on Toulouse.

Strike that.

On Conti- 800 block.

[Man #4]

I'm going to change position.

- [Man #3] Two out of five, no good.

- [Man #1] That's no good.

Come back around on Exchange

and head north.

[Man #5]

I'm moving onto Burgundy Street now.

It's got some dropouts on the feed there.

[Woman]

Possible target heading northeast on Bourbon.

Fifty yards from St. Louis.

[Man #1] Southwest corner.

Target is wearing a red shirt and shoulder bag.

[Man #6] I see the target.

I'm too far out for a facial lock.

[Man #7]

I've got him. Red shirt.

[Man #8]

No good. Face is turned.

[Man #7]

Static camera missed him too.

[Woman] Gator's got eyes on him.

I'm heading back around the perimeter.

[Man #9]

Gator, he's a 120 yards ahead to the left.

[Gator]

I'm right behind him.

Looks real close.

Can't get a clear shot.

[Man #1] He's coming up on your left.

Suspect in red continuing on Conti Street.

Rabbit got him. Full face.

Give me a sec.

Beginning scan.

Negative. It's not a match.

Okay, Bulldog, take the northwest quad.

Gator, hold firm, cover that east bank.

Samuel's in position?

We're just waiting on Miles, sir.

[Man #1] Need a whole new sweep

of the area starting in Quad 1.

Let's get all bank "A"cameras online.

[Woman]

Danny? You're not feeding the dog, are you?

[Man]

No. I'm looking for my badge.

They give you two things when you're a cop-

a gun and a badge.

I have one.

I can't find my badge.

- It's on the thingy.

- The thing, the thing?

I was just over by the thing.

It's not there.

Shortie, remember our plan.

You're gonna stay strong, I'm gonna give you food.

Just don't tell Mom

I gave you that, all right?

Daniel Fisher. Hmm?

I'm tryin' to build

the world's most dominant pug.

He's going through a bulking phase.

Look at him.

Come here, Shortie.

Come on. Daddy's bad.

Come here.

I'll show you the thingy.

The thing.

"It's by the thing."

I was just by the thing.

It's not there.

- I was just-

- [Laughing] The thingy.

- This is the thing.

- Yeah.

- I didn't know you meant that thing.

- Course not.

It's here. You know,

I still got, like, 10 minutes.

Yeah? It only takes you two, honey.

Come on.

- I think it's a strong two.

- [Laughs]

Go to work.

Be safe, okay?

Okay. Go.

Love you, Shortie.

- Hey, Hank!

- Hey, Molly!

[Chuckles]

Come on.

Aw, shit. I am definitely not smarter

than a fifth grader.

[Female Dispatcher, Indistinct]

Do you need backup?

Hey, man. What's going on?

So you, uh-you gotta get permission from

the old lady and the dog now to come to work?

- Just the dog.

- [Laughs]

Hey, homework.

F.B.I.'s tracking this guy through the Quarter.

They need some hand-holding.

Coming out of the hotel.

Target matches four out of five points.

Gator's on Royal, 200 block.

All available agents, scramble.

We need a clear lock. Get audio in place.

He's moving towards Bourbon.

I'm 50 yards back.

Come on, people.

I can't afford to lose this guy again.

I'm in position,

target heading towards me.

Clear shot.

[Beeping]

Hold position.

- Sir, the locals need-

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