kate: ron mchale. walter's own cousin. not a full-time member, but still involved. have seen this coming. (into the phone) yeah, i need units at ron mchale's house - plain clothes, unmarked cars - right away. no. go! (door creaks open) (cell phone rings) yep. ron: walter, it's ron. you were right. okay. got it. (phone beeps off) walter: that was ron. he's got company. luke's cover's blown. what're you talking about? it was a set-up, it was a test. they suspected he was wired and they fed us bad intel. no! they would've searched him in the clubhouse. and we would've busted in and saved him. oh my god. (sirens wail) (vehicles roar down alleyway and screech to a halt) let's move! go, go! everyone, can i have your attention please! this is a police emergency. (doors bang shut) i need you to stay calm and exit through the back door, please. exit through the back door! let's go, folks! folks, please, now! do it now! let's go, ladies, let's go! here we go! through the back of the building! it's an emergency, folks! if i can have you up and out! up and out! let's go, people