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Let's go.

Come on.

- Move.
- Put him in the box.

- That is a mistake.
- I disagree.

I'm sure you do. Camilla.

What do you want me to do?
The horse is out of the barn.

We all think this guy's
leaking secrets to the Russians.

Yeah, but we haven't proven that yet.

And Captain Macho here
just jumped the gun

and put my counterintelligence
case in jeopardy.

Captain Macho says screw your case.

National security trumps domestic law
every day of the week.

It's nice to see
the Agency learned nothing

from the War on Terror.

- We...
- Enough.

Go break the guy.

You know I'm right.

Right doesn't matter.

It never has.

Mr. Rice, I'm Matt Garza,
FBI Counterintelligence.

You've already met my colleague, yes?

Yeah, but I didn't get his name.

You work as a code clerk
at the Embassy... is that right?

You know it is.

Never been in a CIA safe house before.

Thought it would be nicer.

A little cavalier for
a guy accused of treason.

Well, what's the expression?

- Laugh to keep from crying?
- Okay.

We have evidence that you've been
selling secrets to the Russians.

No, you don't.

'Cause I haven't.

Mr. Rice, I appreciate
the fact that you think

that you can outsmart us right now,
that you are up for this moment,

but you are an amateur.

We're professionals who break
guys like you for a living.

And if you think
the Russians have your back,

you are hopelessly naive,

because you are a liability to them now.

But if you tell us everything you know

about their intelligence network
here in Panama,

you might be able to breathe
a little free air again

before you die.

What's happening?

Aah!

- Get him out of here.
- Yep.

Is this an act? To get me to confess?

No. This is very real.

Your comrades are here to shut you up.

Now you stay along that wall.
Do you understand me?

Go, go, go. Stay on the wall.
Stay on the wall.

Don't move!

- You okay?
- How the hell did they find this place?

Grenade!

We gotta go. Let's go.

Camilla.

Camilla, we gotta go.

Camilla?

Matt!

No. No, no.

- No!
- Matt!

- Time to call it a night, Tío.
- Yep.

I'm right behind you.

I am, I promise.

This is Garza.

Who is this?

No, yo...

I need the jet on the tarmac in 20.

Fuel it for Washington, D.C.

Hey, boss.

Simone, listen, there's no time.
I'm in Washington, D.C.

I'm about to get arrested, and
I need to tell you two things.

Pomona Eddie and A Fish Called Raven.

You got it? You trust
no one but the team, okay?

Let me see your hands, Matt.

Miranda, you got this all wrong.

How many times have
you heard a suspect say that?

Okay, it sounded weird coming
out of my mouth, but it is the truth.

I hope so. Because you're
under arrest for espionage.

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- I don't understand.
- I don't either.

All I know is that Garza
called me at the crack of black

and said, "Pomona Eddie
and A Fish Called Raven."

What does that even mean?

- And why did he call you?
- Seriously.

Uh, because I'm his favorite?

Ah, that is not true.

Can we focus on the mystery at hand?

I mean, does anyone have
any idea what this is about?

Okay, Matt said Pomona Eddie,

which is a nickname for Edwin Gomez.

He was the subject
of a fraud investigation

and insisted that he was being framed.

And it turned out he was.

Okay, so Garza's telling us
he's being framed, too.

But what about the second part?

A Fish Called Raven?

It's an episode of "That's So Raven."

I-I auditioned
for that show a few times.

But why would he be talking
about a Disney show?

And what crime could Matt
possibly be framed for?

You know, he did work
counterintelligence

for a decade before he
came out to Los Angeles.

And there was always rumors that
he was connected to some op

that went epically wrong.

Yeah, but if they were only rumors,
then the Bureau buried it deep.

So are we thinking that case
has come back around?

Elena. What did you find?

It's DEFCON 1 here.

Some kind of counterintelligence
emergency,

but everyone's too scared to talk to me.

What was Matt doing in D.C.?

I don't know.
I had no idea he was going.

Air support said he called them
out of the blue last night.

Touched down at five in the morning.

Chiles has an office full of VIPs.

And I heard a whisper that
there's a high-value individual

squirreled away up on the sixth floor.

Okay, Elena, we need you
to work your sources

in the assistant network...

Promise them anything and everything.

We have to know what is going on.

I'm on it.

Elena.

Elena, I need to talk to you.

Elena!

So... what's our play?

If Garza is under investigation,

then we have to assume that we are, too.

They'll want to
interview us at a minimum.

- And at a maximum? What?
- Polygraphs?

Suspension until the
investigation is closed?

We need to split up.
You want inside or out?

In. Simone and I will
head into the office,

and work the case from there.

All right. Drop us off.
We'll set up somewhere off the grid,

and we won't tell you where,
so that you, you know,

- don't have to lie.
- So how do we communicate safely?

You know they're gonna be
all up on our phones

since they're investigating Garza.

Well, I have a private
ClipTalk account...

VampireLover51...
I-I used to lurk online

to see what people
were saying about the show.

I could post the contact info on there.

Yeah.

- Guys.
- Yeah.

We cannot let the boss down on this one.

- We won't.
- We won't.

The handcuffs really necessary?

Yep.

Cuff him in the front for the flight.

We're good to go.

Copy that.

JENA 6 ready for takeoff.
Priority status.

- Target is in pocket.
- Understood. E.T.A.?

5 hours, 20 minutes.

Has he said anything?

Not yet.

What about your special guest?

I'm about to get into it.

Let me know the moment
any of Garza's team surface.

Good morning.

I'm Special Agent in Charge
Tracy Chiles.

Tell me about Panama.

Really? You don't want to talk about

what we found in the trunk of that car?

Oh, we'll get to that.

For now, let's talk about Panama.

No one wants to talk about Panama,

and you don't have the clearance.

Nice try, but you know
that I'm fully read in.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have
assigned me to investigate you.

- Tell me about Panama.
- It's all in the file.

No, it's not. The file's incomplete...

Almost as if someone scrubbed it.

Yeah, well, I don't know
anything about that.

Clearly, someone is trying to set me up.

So if you can just loop me in,
I can figure out who it is.

Ah.

It was worth a shot.

What do you want to know?

Start at the beginning.
Tell me about George Rice.

George Rice.

Rice was the Embassy
code clerk in Panama.

He had been in country
for a year before we even

started suspecting
that he was up to no good.

- Who's we?
- The FBI, the DIA, the CIA.

They were the ones who had HUMINT

that someone on our side
had been compromised.

So... I flew down to Panama.

Hey, I'm Matt Garza.

And it's nice to meet you, too.

Don't take it personally.

Link's annoyed we have to go
through this whole due process thing.

If Link had his way,

he'd just snatch
our targets off the street.

- Alan Brady.
- Oh.

Defense Intelligence Agency.

It's nice digs we got here, huh?

As top-secret illegal safe houses

in supposedly allied countries go,

it could be worse.

- Come meet the boss.
- Right.

Excuse me.

Are you the LEGAT?

Camilla Nava.
Have you been fully briefed?

I was handed a plane ticket
and this address, so, no.

George Rice.

Code clerk at the Embassy with access

to code-name level military secrets.

The CIA has circumstantial Intel

he's been selling those
secrets to the Russians.

Oh. And we need proof before we can act.

Which is why you called for me, huh?

Not you specifically.

I just asked for the best
investigator they had.

Well, you got him.

We'll see.

Okay.

And you pretty much know
what happened after that.

Six months of an investigation
that broke so bad,

every single agency disavowed it.

Everyone disavowed it because
there was talk of a mole.

People think that someone
tipped off the Russians

to the location of the safe house.

You think that someone is me?

Miranda, please.

Don't you see what's going on here?

Think. Hm?

It's been five years.

Why is this coming up now?

You tell me, Matt.

Some ghosts never stop haunting you.

You need to listen to me, Simone.
We both want to help Garza,

but we've gotta be smart about it.

We can bend the rules, but we
can't break them. And we cannot lie.

That is the biggest sin in the Bureau

and the quickest path
to getting fired... or worse.

- Do you understand?
- Bend, don't break. Got it.

I need to be fast.

There are two PSS goons
upstairs waiting for you

while their friends take apart
my Tío's office.

Is there anything for them to find?

Not unless they uncover the
secret compartment in his desk.

He thinks I don't know about it.

The PSS crew is pretty thorough.

They'll find it if they know to look.

Then we never had this conversation.

Is there an update on our mystery guest?

No. Still digging.

Do you think my Tío's gonna be okay?

It's too soon to tell.

She deserves honesty, not platitudes.

Brendon is gonna post a contact number

on his lurker ClipTalk account.

- VampireLover51.
- How do you...

The posts were always
a little too needy,

but no one else would've figured it out.

Okay, well, if you come up
with anything,

hit them there in case...
we're unavailable.

Special Agent Hope. Special Agent Clark.

- You need to come with us.
- Sure thing.

Do we have time
to stop in the break room...

Get a cup of coffee?

No.

I would be a lot more pleasant
with a little kick in me.

Move.

Have a seat in there.

Wh... What about Carter?

He'll be questioned somewhere else.

Hey, girl, hey. You know what?

I was thinking, your shoe game
does not get enough respect.

Stop.

Simone, what Garza is accused of
carries a death sentence.

We know he called you
from D.C. this morning,

which makes you a potential conspirator.

If you don't cooperate fully,
you're going to prison.

Hey, no need for threats.

We are on the same team here.

Go Feds! I mean... Ask me anything.

Did Garza give you an order
when he called you?

I need exact details.

No, not an order, but definitely clues.

The first one was "Pomona Eddie."

- Safe words?
- Code words.

Go look up his fraud case
with Edwin Gomez.

There's gonna be a clue there
that Garza's being framed.

And second, he said
"A Fish Called Raven."

- What does that mean?
- I'm not sure,

but I'm guessing it has something to do

with Garza working
counterintelligence in Atlanta.

That's like espionage central.

So there's probably some tie in
to the whole Raven thing.

But y-you got his file right there.

Check it out.

Maybe it has something
to do with Camilla Nava?

- Clever.
- I learned that one from Garza.

- All right, who is she?
- No.

I'm the one asking the questions.

What was Garza doing in D.C.?

I honestly don't know.

M-My part in Garza's story
started when he called me this morning.

And why did he call you?
You're just a trainee.

I could clown and say
it's 'cause I'm cute,

but I honestly don't know.

What aren't you telling me?

Ma'am, I'm telling you everything.

If Garza says he was framed,
he was framed.

And you should do everything
you can to try to help him out.

The only thing I should do is
investigate this case with impartiality.

And how are you gonna do that
when you got a hate-on for the man?

Yeah.

The next time we speak,

you're gonna be hooked up
to a polygraph.

In the meantime, go back to your desk

and don't try to leave the building
without my express permission.

And where are Laura and Brendon?
They're not answering the phones.

I don't know. And that's the real.

Hey, Smitty.

Sergeant Grey says you guys
can set up shop

in Interrogation Room A.

Oh, great. Tell him thanks.

It's got a bit of a rat problem.

Or maybe don't.

The phone line you asked for
is on the desk.

What kind of case you working, anyway?

Thanks for your help.

Okay.

The first thing we need to figure out

is what kind of trouble
Garza is actually in.

How are we gonna do that?

The investigation's
based out of the D.C. office.

What are you doing?

Calling in a favor.

- Mark Atlas.
- 'Sup, scrub?

Well, if it isn't the second
best profiler in the FBI.

No matter how many times you say that,

- it's never gonna be true, Mark.
- Is that Atlas?

Oh, say hi for me. Hey. Hey, buddy.

- How you doing?
- Hey, is that my boy Brendon?

Brendon! Hey.

Okay, can we just... Just... just

hit a pause on the, uh, bromance?

Because I need a favor.

Favor as in... you and me?

Shut up. No, um, Matt is in trouble.

He was arrested in your backyard
by agents from your field office.

You want me to find out what
evidence they have against him.

- Mm-hmm.
- That's a pretty big ask.

Do you trust me?

With my life.

Then do this.

For you? Okay.

Thank you.

Tell him his fantasy team's garbage.

Tell me about your relationship
with Camilla Nava.

We worked together in Panama.

And we were sleeping together,
but you already knew that

or else you wouldn't be
trying to catch me in a lie.

- Why didn't you disclose it?
- No one ever asked.

And it didn't matter.

When did it start?

Over the past three months,

I've been racking up
frequent flyer miles for nothing

because the CIA won't
give me anything actionable.

Rice is careful.

Clearly, the Russians have
taught him some tradecraft.

Yeah.

That wasn't for you.

No?

What are you gonna do about it?

- Nothing.
- Okay.

Are we gonna just stand here all night

and stare at this table, or what?

- Do you have something better in mind?
- I do.

Might be a little risky, though.

Only a little.

Was it serious?

It was for me.

Then you betrayed her...
and your country

to the Russians for what, money?

Didn't happen, and you need
a refresher course

on questioning high-level suspects
because that was ham-handed.

If you're so innocent,
then why fly to D.C.

in the middle of the night
on a moment's notice?

I received an anonymous phone call

from someone using a voice modulator

claiming to have new Intel
on what went down in Panama.

I was given the address of a parking lot

and the car's plate number.

Or you were called with a warning

'cause someone was gonna snitch on you

- and you were just trying to run.
- That's not what happened.

Then how do you explain what we
found in the trunk of that car?

It's really bad.

Atlas found out that Garza
was busted in D.C.

grabbing go-bags full of
$2 million in cash

and several forged passports.

That's a lot of money to
sacrifice for a frame job. Right?

It's a steal when the
alternative is a firing squad.

Well, whatever is going on
is connected to Camilla Nava.

She was the LEGAT in Panama
when Garza worked down there.

Her file says she died five
years ago in a car accident.

That's clearly a cover story.

Cats got nothing on you.

Gotta walk between the raindrops.

The SAC has the PSS goon squad
on the lookout for me.

Did you find out who's lying about Garza

- up on the sixth floor?
- No.

None of the assistants are in the know.

- And that's, like, a first.
- Damn.

Garza's being framed
for a case five years ago

that resulted in this woman's death.

We need to figure out
what happened on that op.

And decipher what he meant by
the "That's So Raven" reference.

Wait. What did he say exactly?

He said "A Fish Called Raven."

You know what it means?

Well, in eighth grade,
I had a terrible flu,

and Uncle Matt took the week off
to stay home with me.

We binged every episode
of "That's So Raven."

And in my favorite episode of all time,

Eddie heroically
gives up the ball to Gino

to shoot the winning basket.

Tío used to always tell me
when 33 and 40 worked as a team,

there's nothing they couldn't do.

Garza already told us not to
trust anyone outside the team.

It's gotta mean something else.

3-3-4-0.

That has to be the combo to the
hidden compartment in his desk.

I bet Garza kept his own records.

All we need to do is
sneak into Garza's office,

access his secret drawer in his desk...

All without being seen
by the security specialists

who are guarding it.

Is that all?

Ready to bend some rules?

You need to distract them
long enough for me to sneak in

and find Garza's secret compartment.

I thought I was gonna
be the one sneaking in.

You're still a probationary agent.

You get caught, you're fired. But me?

Well, I'll actually be fired, too.

Point is, we both know you
make a much better distraction.

Point well made.
I do look extra cute today.

Watch me do my thang.

Oh, man, it's jammed.

Excuse me, sweet thing.

You think you could come
and help me out with this?

I mean, you do have the muscles for it.
Pretty please?

- Sure thing.
- What's your name?

- Anthony, but my friends call me Tony.
- Okay.

I want to be your friend, Tony.

You think you can use these
muscles you brought to work

to help me get behind there?

Yeah, because I don't know
why it keeps jamming.

Kahn!

- What the hell are you doing?
- Being a dear.

Helping me because
the copier got jammed.

And abandoning his post.

Get back up to the office.

I'm taking over.

Well, what about you, sis?

Do you think you could
help me out with this?

'Cause technology hates me.

Apparently you do, too.

Hey, is this the IT department?

The copier is jammed again.

My leg is cramping. Get her out of here.

Yeah, I tried that, and it didn't work.

Simone, you need to create
another distraction.

I did work with some

juvenile delinquents in my day.

They taught me a few tricks.

Please don't burn the building down.

No promises. But be ready to move.

Gotta figure this out.

We gotta do everything around here.

Oh, shoot.

Where's the fire extinguisher?

A-Around that corner!

Oh. What the hell is going on in here?

I've been telling you that
the copier was broken forever.

Men. They don't listen.

Well, she saved the day.

Black girl magic.

Carter and Simone
got Garza's Panama file.

It's worse than we thought.

Garza was a part of a task force

investigating a mole
in the State Department...

George Rice.

They were questioning him
in a CIA safe house

when Russian Special Ops
stormed in, captured Rice,

and killed the LEGAT, Camilla Nava.

No wonder everyone buried this so deep.

Well, clearly, someone
on our side's working with Rice

and leaked the safe house location.

Yeah, and the Bureau
thinks that someone was Garza.

Which is all horrifying,
but we need actionable Intel

if you're gonna prove Garza's innocence.

Well, how about this?

Garza's notes show that he spent
the last five years

investigating Adam Link,

the CIA Case Officer overseeing
the spy hunt in Panama.

Yeah, that makes things ten times worse.
The Agency's impenetrable.

Well, Link doesn't work
for the Agency anymore.

Langley bounced him
shortly after the mission.

He's since gone private,
and his client list

is a who's who
of international scumbags.

- Any hard evidence?
- Circumstantial.

But Garza got a tip a few weeks ago

from a source in the State Department
that Link got his hands

on some stolen confidential documents.

Why hasn't he been arrested?

I guess Garza felt
he needed an ironclad case.

M-Maybe Link found out
he was closing in on them,

decided he would be the fall guy?

Yeah, and Link would have the resources

and the tradecraft to pull it off.

So he's gotta be the mystery man
on the sixth floor then, right?

Driving the final nail
into Garza's coffin?

You know, if Link's upstairs,
now would be a pretty good time

to search his house,
prove he's the real traitor.

I mean, with the Intel
we got from Garza,

we might have enough
to get a search warrant.

Maybe, but you can't call in a warrant

without getting the SAC's attention.

You're right. We can't.

But you can.

We have a sneak and peek warrant...
Which means what?

Really? A pop quiz, now?

Okay, look,
I am still your training agent,

and it is my job
to evaluate your ability

to keep thinking in
high-pressure situations, so...

Fine. It's a search warrant
where the subject isn't aware

that the premises is being searched,

and a Search Warrant Return
isn't provided

until they're indicted
or arrested, right?

- Acceptable.
- Can I break into this house now?

I don't know. Can you?

- You okay?
- I haven't even started yet.

You know, 'cause if you're having
a little bit of performance anxiety,

- then I...
- Oh. Wait a minute.

- I wasn't.
- Now I'm in your head?

Or I'm just an actor with a...

flair for the dramatic.

Okay.

Link could have stashed
these files anywhere.

So let's get to looking.

I'll start here.

Yeah, I'll start here.

I just hate being trapped here.

We should be out there helping them...

There's something you should see.

Girl, I swear,
if you sneak up on me one more time.

Front Desk Dave hooked me up

with security cam footage
of the sixth floor

where our mystery witness
has been locked away.

At 5:00 a.m., he walks through
the front doors,

announces himself,
and all the alarms go off.

Why would the alarms go off
for a retired CIA agent?

Wait! T-That's George Rice.

He's supposed to be in Russia.

This is the framework of an agreement
with the Justice Department

granting you immunity and WITSEC

in exchange for your testimony

against Supervisory Special Agent Garza.

Sweet.

- You seem unhappy.
- Well, what can I say?

I hate making deals with traitors.

Even if it is for the greater good.

Hold up.

If Rice is talking to Chiles,

then where the hell is Adam Link?

Whoa!

We are with the FBI, we have a warrant.

Put the gun down, Mr. Link.

Shooting us will only
make things worse for you.

Did Garza send you to plant
evidence in my house?

- To frame me for his crime?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

We're here because you're framing Garza,
not the other way around.

Put your gun down.

Gun. Down. Now!

Why would I frame Garza
if I think he's guilty?

We know that you recently came into
possession of top secret documents.

I don't admit to that...
It would be a crime.

Well, you're gonna have to tell us
something to exonerate yourself.

Otherwise you're leaving here
in handcuffs.

Look, I know Garza's been trying
to pin Panama on me for years.

But that op wrecked my life.

We lost Rice, Camilla was killed...

All on my watch.

After that, I spiraled.

Got drunk for a year
and was fired from the Agency.

Okay, we're gonna need
more than a sob story

to convince us that you
didn't set up our boss.

How about hundreds of pages of notes?

Dozens of hours of phone transcripts

trying to get evidence
that would nail Garza.

Why the hell would I go
to all that trouble

if I was just gonna frame him?

What do you think?

I think what he's telling us
doesn't fit the profile

of someone trying to cover their tracks.

It fits someone trying
to uncover the truth.

Laura says Link's not the mole.

This whole time he and Garza
have been convinced

the other was the mole,
but they were both wrong.

Then we gotta get the two of
them together to hash this out

so they can ID who the real mole is.

How? Garza's in custody
30,000 feet in the air.

Katherine.

JENA 6, go ahead.

Hey, girl, it's Simone.
I need a favor... On the DL.

Okay.

I need to speak to Garza.

That's a negative.

Please?

Garza has always been there for you.

He gave you extra time off
when your father had emergency surgery.

- Remember that?
- That's not fair.

I don't have time to play fair, Kate.

This is a matter of life or death.

Garza needs you.

Understood.

Stand by.

- So, another security check.
- Mm.

I'm gonna hit the head.

- I'm thirsty. You?
- Scotch.

Rear top left. No label.

For my cholesterol.

Should you be mixing it with alcohol?

No, but the way this day is going,

this might be the last sip of
Scotch I have for a while, so...

We're beginning our descent.

Now would be the time to
use the bathroom, if needed.

Is that all right?

Yeah.

- Hello?
- Hey, boss.

It's so good to hear your voice.
Look, the team is all here.

Thank you all,
but I don't have much time.

So what did you find?

George Rice is alive and in FBI custody

and given a statement
that you're the Russian mole.

Well, then he's working
with Link to frame me.

No, he's not.

My bad, sir. Mr. Link is here,
and he is not the mole.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

He wants to get to the bottom of this
just as much as you do.

Put the phone down!

Miranda, wait, this is my team.

You need to listen to them.

Oh, they'll have plenty of time to talk

- in an interrogation room.
- Just listen.

Ma'am, this is Simone Clark.

If you're investigating Garza,

then you've taken a look at all of us.

You know exactly who we are.

So ask yourself...
What's more believable?

That Garza found four agents

willing to throw away their careers

and betray everything they
believed in to go the dark side?

Or that Garza's innocent,

and we love this man so much

we're willing to risk our jobs
and our freedom to prove it?

Come on, now.

- This better be good.
- It is.

Five years ago,
someone tipped off the Russians

about us interrogating George Rice.

And because of that, Rice was taken
and Camilla Nava was killed.

Now, every agency connected
tried to bury that screw-up.

But I never stopped trying to
find out who tipped them off.

And I was convinced that
it was Adam Link from the CIA.

But I was wrong.

Which only leaves one viable suspect...

Alan Brady.

Brady's about to be nominated
for Deputy Secretary of Defense.

And you're telling me you
think he's a Russian mole?

Yes. We think he was
secretly working with Rice

and directed the Russians
to the safe house.

That's... crazy
and a political nightmare

and still doesn't answer
the basic question. Why now?

Well, the answer to
that question, Tracy,

is sitting in an interrogation
room on the sixth floor.

Is everything finalized?

Long time no see, George.

T-This man's a dangerous criminal.

See, we went down that road...

led us right back to you.

Our last interrogation was interrupted
by the arrival of your comrades.

But there is no one
who's here to save you now.

Clemency deal is DOA.

It only comes back to life
if you come clean.

So...

why did you really
show up today, George?

Do you know how cold it is
in Arkhangelsk?

Huh? How lonely?

You don't speak the language.
You can't travel, socialize.

The Russians promised me heaven.

- Okay? And they gave me hell.
- Yeah.

And then you see a guy who did
the exact same thing as you,

except he's climbing the ranks
to become number two

at the Defense Department, right?

- And you've got leverage over him.
- Damn straight.

Look, I-I-I leaked a few secrets,

but Brady had been feeding the Russians

classified material for a decade,

ever since they honey-potted him
into becoming an asset.

So I reached out, okay?

I-I reminded him of what I knew.

He figured out a way

to secretly bring me back
to the States with a plan...

I offer the government an active mole,

I get to live a new life in WITSEC.

If you framed me.

You were the obvious choice.

Brady knew about the affair
you were having,

and that you hadn't disclosed it.

He came up with all that cash
to plant in the trunk,

manufactured all the other
evidence against you.

All right, you've got a choice.

Face your treason charges...

or work with us.

- Hello?
- Hey, buddy, it's me.

I'm about to walk into the FBI
and blow up Garza.

Then I decided I want
another million bucks

to keep your name out of my mouth.

A deal's a deal.

- I told you that.
- Yeah.

Then I got a better deal somewhere else.

Mr. Brady, you are in
quite a bit of trouble.

I don't know what
you're talking about, Matt.

But I have friends
in the highest of places.

And whatever you think you have on me...

- I'll fight.
- And you'll lose

because you are a coward and a traitor.

And those friends of yours,

they're not gonna stick their
necks out for someone like you.

Alan Brady, you are
under arrest for treason.

So, is that it?

All's well that ends well, right?

As far as the Bureau's concerned.

Both Brady and Rice have been
remanded into federal custody.

Of course, Rice will get a decade or two

knocked off his sentence for his help.

- What about me?
- Cleared of all charges.

I don't suppose there's an
apology attached to that, huh?

From the Bureau?
Yeah, don't hold your breath.

What about from you?

Matt, I was doing my job.

Yeah. So was my team.

Speaking of which, they might
need a refresher course

on being inconspicuous
because this is ridiculous.

They really care about you.

It's annoying.

Anything else?

I hope not.

- Miranda.
- Matt.

It was nice to spend some
quality time together again.

Ah. How about next time we
do it without the handcuffs?

Well, Michael Jordan did it.

You're not gonna do it, obviously.

Oh. What? Oh!

- Hey.
- Hey!

We good?

Yeah.

Oh.

Today was not fun.

I know. I am sorry.

Thank you for all that you did.

Oh, you have no idea.

This baby moved around
this office like a damn ghost.

- Seriously.
- Well, thank you all.

They'd be processing me
in jail right now

if you hadn't all stepped up.
I am forever in your debt.

Forever? No.

But right now? Yes.

Because you are buying
the drinks tonight.

- Oh!
- Oh, rain check.

I can't remember the last time I slept.

- Okay.
- Okay.

But before you go,
I just... I have to know,

out of everyone you could have
called this morning,

- why Simone?
- Really?

After everything you learned
today, that... that...

That's what you're dying to know?
That's fascinating.

I won't lie. I'm curious, too.

- Matt, why her?
- Oh, my gosh.

You guys sound like haters.
It's obviously because I'm his favorite.

- Right.
- Speak your truth, boss.

- We all know I'm his favorite.
- It's very simple.

Simone was at the very top
of my recent caller's list,

and I was in a hurry.

- I knew it.
- Yeah.

Now, everyone, let's just
get our asses home

and get some rest.

Come on.

You know, it's gonna be
a cold night tonight.

Sure could use some of that L.A. heat.

Okay, "A," that is painfully corny.

And, "B," is that what
I've been reduced to?

- Heat?
- I was thinking, um,

if you're coming back east
for the holidays,

after you spend
some time with your family,

maybe... we could spend
a little time together.

Or we could skip the part
where I visit my family

and I could, um... come straight to you?

Well, I'm starting to see
why people call it

the most wonderful time of year.

Oh, yeah? Well, if you like that,

you are gonna love
how I do the countdown.

Yeah, talk that dirty
holiday talk to me.

- You doing okay, boss?
- Yeah.

I'm just tired.

I hear you. Uh...

while we're alone... spill it.

Why'd you call me?

Do you remember what I told you
when you first asked to join my team?

Uh, yeah.

That I was a torpedo
looking for a target,

and you couldn't take that risk.

I needed a torpedo today.

Camilla meant a lot to you, didn't she?

We made plans for the future. I just...

Well, I wish she would have
been here to see them.

I hear that.

There's no closure with grief.

But I tell you what,

you definitely honored her memory today.

Yeah.

Today and every day.

Grenade!

No, no.

Okay, we're gonna go. Let's go.

Matt.

- We gotta make a run for it.
- No.

Garza!

I'm not leaving her behind!

- We'll cover you.
- Okay.

Go! Go! Go!

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