Michael always has a plan. Some are better than others.
Billy always fights until the fire burns too bright and darkness is all that's left.
So he was concussed and shot in the middle of the desert. So his cover was compromised and he'd been left for dead. So his teammate was missing and he was miles from any kind of civilian. So what?
Because it's a gunshot to the chest, which means Billy's going to die.
Extraction does not have to be painful. But I do find it so much more enjoyable.
A completely, fanciful story without any logic whatsoever so fair warning to suspend your disbelief and just let your imagination take over. It came as inspiration from watching WAY too many Man of Steel interviews.
Casey thought it was a simple task. Fix the hard drive filled with classified materials. It wasn't too much to ask of a colleague; was it?
Rick doesn't see it coming.
They were all scared. Even if none of them wanted to admit it.
In short, confidence was Rick Martinez's greatest asset. It was also his greatest weakness.
Billy knows how to throw a punch. If only because he's taken so many over the course of his life.
All the next steps Casey's taken, one right after another. Each one has made sense; every one has been right. But now that he's here, he's not sure where to go next.
The ODS doesn't negotiate with terrorists.
Some secrets were worth dying for. Others, Higgins decided, really weren't.
Casey can't defy the inevitable.
Rick's been on the team three years, and he's not the new guy anymore. If only he could convince his team of that.
Some bonds, once forged, can't be broken.
They hold true because they always have, not because they always will.A
Casey's never been scared of such responsibility, but he's scared of this.
One agent...or the mission. It's not an easy call...except it is.
Rick knew how it was supposed to go. He joined the CIA to be a hero; he wanted to serve his country, to do the right thing. Serving was a choice, but the mission never was. The right thing wasn't black and white, and the fact was, there were no heroes in the CIA. There were just people who did what needed to be done.
That underneath the guises; underneath the facades; Billy's no hero at all.
When things are difficult, when things are bad, when things are downright bleak, you just have to hang in there.
"I'm sorry," the doctor says. "There's nothing we can do."