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- All I'm saying is,
it's been a long week,

and you said before
you hate visiting her.

- I don't.

It's just--she's just
a lot to handle at times.

- Exactly, so why do I
need to be a part of it?

- She's my sister.

- Your sister, not mine.

- Okay, okay.
I'll go by myself.

- You sure?
- Yes, it's fine.

- Because if you want me
to go with you, I will, but--

- Okay, if you insist.

[tense music]

What's the matter?
- Stay here.

- John, what the hell
is going on?

- Just stay there.

You!

Hands where I can
see them, now.

- Whoa! Whoa, what's going on?

- On the ground,
face down, arms out wide.

- Hey, I don't know
who you think I am,

or what I've done--

- John, what the hell
is going on?

Should I call the cops?

[gunshot]

John!

No!

[people shouting]

Help me, please!

Call 911. He needs help!

* *

- Yeah, I see that.

Hey, you busy?

- Hey. No, not really.
What's up?

- A few of us are
getting together tonight,

last minute, at that great new
steakhouse in Tribeca, Lola's.

- How fun.
What's the occasion?

- Uh, just sort
of teambuilding.

You know, keep up the morale.

- I love that.

I, uh--I can't.

I've got courtside seats
to the Knicks.

- Courtside? Wow.
How'd you score those?

- This guy that
I'm sort of dating.

- Sort of dating?

- Yeah. It's casual for now.

[phone buzzes]
- Mm-hmm.

Well, fire up the JOC.

- Yeah, I'll get Tiff
and Scola to the scene.

- Victim's John Reagan.
Worked State Department.

Not sure in what capacity,
but he was carrying.

- A robbery gone bad?
- No.

Wife said her husband
initiated the confrontation,

tried to detain the shooter,
got killed in the process.

- She say why?
- Nope.

- After you get those photos,

we're gonna need those shell
casings sent to the lab ASAP.

We need to pull
the security footage

from the stores
and traffic cams

within a three-block radius.
- Yes, ma'am.

[suspenseful music]

He didn't return fire?
- Nope.

Wife said she might have
distracted him.

Perp took advantage.

- I don't know why
he pulled his gun.

I've never seen my husband
act this way.

I didn't mean to distract him.

Everything just happened
so fast.

[sniffles]

- I know this is hard,
but we do need answers

so that we can find the man
that did this.

What did the suspect look like?

- White, I think.

It was so fast.

I can't really
remember that much.

Everything's a blur.

- Clothing?

- Dark pants
and jacket, I think.

I can't be sure.

- It's okay.

You're doing fine.

We understand that
your husband worked

for the State Department.

In what capacity?

- Security for embassies.

His last assignment
was Croatia.

I think this might be related.
- Why is that?

- The man that shot him,
he had an accent--

sounded Eastern European.

* *

I can't believe he's gone.

- We're gonna do everything
in our power

to find the man that did this
to your husband,

I promise you.

- All right, folks.
So our DOA is John Reagan.

Uh, his last assignment
was working security

for the American embassy
in Croatia.

His wife thinks there's
some kind of connection, but--

well, you know,
wives aren't always right.

So let's dig into the evidence.

Kelly, are we getting anything
with those shell casings?

- Yeah, looks like a
9-millimeter, no prints or DNA.

- Hmm.

Well, rumor is, when one door
closes, often another opens.

Ian, you got that open door?

Any usable surveillance video
near the crime scene?

- I think I have something.

It looks like there's footage
of the suspect running away

a half-block from the shooting.

- All right, throw it up.

Eyes up, people.

Uh-huh.

Facial rec, or--

- No--baseball hat is too low,

plus now he's wearing
dark sunglasses.

- All right, so he knows
what he's doing.

He knows there's cameras
everywhere.

Good for him,
but you know what they say--

hard work beats talent
when talent doesn't work hard,

so let's work harder
and catch this guy.

And I promise,
that's the last tropey thing

I'll say this afternoon.

Hey, anything interesting
from the State Department?

- No, not yet,
but his supervisor

is on his way over here now.

- John Reagan worked
at the Croatian embassy,

but he was all
low-level stuff--

uh, body protection, forward
recon, things like that.

- His wife said she thought
the shooter had an accent.

Maybe he was from there.

- Eastern Europe
is a big place.

Lots of accents, countries.

- I get it, Agent Morales,

but there could be
a connection, given the facts.

So if there is any information

you can give us
that could help...

- Um, I don't know
what else to say.

- Okay, well, this is
a photo of the shooter.

Does he look familiar?

- No.
- Well, not to you.

But he obviously did to Reagan,

which is why
he apprehended him.

- I get it, but I have
no basis of knowing

if this has anything
to do with Croatia

or the State Department.

John was a good guy.

He worked security
at the American embassy.

Not much more to say.

- But given the fact that
he tried to detain the shooter,

that feels work-related.

- Could be, but I need
more information.

- No, we need more information.

Like was Reagan
really a flunky,

or was he in the game?

- He was a State Department
employee.

- I'm sorry?

We're trying to find the person
responsible for killing

one of your colleagues,
and you are acting coy.

- We're on the same team here.

- Oh, we're not.

Same country,
but different team.

John was a good man.

I wish you luck.

Hope to God you find
the punk who did it.

* *

- So was he trying to lie?

- Or trying
to tell us something?

- Well, my guess
is a little of both.

- Low-level embassy jobs
are filled

with intelligence assets.

I'm guessing that
Reagan was a spook.

- Yeah, me too.
I'll reach out to Morales's

boss and see what I can learn.
[phone buzzes]

Police just found footage
of a suspect getting out

of the cab three blocks
from the crime scene.

- Cab company said
they dropped this guy

off here a couple hours ago.

- Yeah, I know the guy.

He and a friend
are staying in room 10.

- A friend?
Male or female?

- Male,
about the same age as him.

- What does he look like?

- I don't know, white,
sort of short.

You ask me, they both seemed
like a couple of wackos--

and dirty.

They don't even let
the maids clean the room.

- Okay. They here now?

- Your guess
is as good as mine.

- What name is the room under?

- I don't know.
Neither of them gave one.

- ID is required
to rent a room.

- Well, what can I say?
Cash is cash.

Need to keep the lights on.

- All right, we'll take the key
to room 10, please.

[tense music]

- Great.

Look, these rooms are small,

so why don't we clear
the space, you guys post up?

- Copy that.

* *

- FBI!

Clear.

- Place is empty.

- Looks like
they knew we were coming.

Left in a hurry.
- Well, yeah.

You kill a man
in broad daylight,

you gotta expect the cops
to come after you.

Looks like our killer and his
roommate were religious.

[click]

- Maggie, run! Grenade!

- Go!
- Go!

* *

- So looks like these guys
were expecting us.

- Yeah.

- Place has a few
exterior security cameras.

We're forwarding the footage
to 26 Fed now.

- Hopefully they will get
a good shot of their faces,

since it doesn't look like
any evidence

survived the explosion.

- Right.
- Means we're nowhere.

- We're not nowhere.

We've got this.

[suspenseful music]

- Okay.

- I need to know
what the hell is going on.

- [sighs]
I told you, I can't discuss--

- No, no, four of my agents

just walked into a motel
that was rigged with a grenade.

They could have died.

I have to know what, exactly,
is happening.

Who was John Reagan and why
was he really in Croatia?

- I wanna help. I do.
[elevator dings]

But I keep telling you,
my hands are tied.

If you have something specific,

if you have an actual lead
to a potential killer, call me.

I'll see what I can do.

But until then,
I can't talk about John Reagan

without my supervisor's
consent.

Sorry. It is what it is.

- Hey, any updates
from the State Department?

- No, Morales' boss just kept
repeating the same party line,

insisting that Reagan was just
a low-level member

of the embassy security detail.

- And they expect us
to believe that?

They don't care what we think.

- Let's go over their head.

Talk to the director
of the CIA.

- No, we're gonna get
the same answer.

I know this is frustrating,
but they won't reveal any intel

unless we have actual proof

that Reagan's
overseas activities

are connected
to this investigation.

That's just the way it is.

- Right. All right.

So I guess we're gonna have
to solve this case our own way,

work the few clues
we have, right?

[suspenseful music]

Okay. Hey, Ian.

Any luck identifying
that cross?

- Looks to be
a Croatian testament cross.

- Mm, confirms we're dealing

with someone
from Eastern Europe.

- Well, from Croatia, no less,
the same place

our victim was last stationed.
I guess the wife was right.

- Hey, we just found something.

The timestamp is 20 minutes
before our team

showed up on the scene.

- And they're both wearing
hoodies and sunglasses,

so no facial rec, I presume.

- Correct.

- Oh, wait,
there's something hanging

from the primary suspect's
backpack.

Can you punch in on that?

- It's an ID badge.

Hudson Genetics.

- Yeah, I know the guy.
His name is Luca Cilic.

- He works here?

- Not anymore.
I fired the guy two days ago.

- Why is that?

- He tried to access
a restricted area of the lab.

- Any specific reason?

- Not sure, but we have
a zero-tolerance policy.

- We need to see
his employment file

and speak to his supervisor.

- Sure, I'll text him.

I was just with him
a few minutes ago.

[alarm blaring]

What the hell?

[tense music]

* *

No!

- What's going on?

- We need to lock down
the lab now.

- Yes, sir.

- And get Hazmat out here.

I need people inside
to inventory the contents

of that open freezer ASAP.

- Sir, what the hell
is going on?

- It--it's nothing.
We have it under control.

- Okay, it doesn't seem
like nothing,

and you look really scared
right now.

- I am. I--

I think someone
just stole something.

If you'll excuse me,
I have to coordinate

an evacuation of the building.

And I suggest the two of you
leave immediately as well.

* *

- Okay, the building is secure,
so we need answers now.

- Just one second.
I need to--

- No, hold on. No, no, no.
What is going on?

You said something was stolen,
so what was it?

- We've been developing
a synthetic virus.

- Okay, and someone
stole that virus?

- It looks that way.

- Well, don't you have
cameras in the lab?

- Yes.

- Then we need to see
that footage right now.

- Okay, follow me.

There's a two-party protocol
to access the specimen freezer.

My ID needs to be swiped
along with the researcher's.

That didn't happen, so the
alarms immediately went off.

- Hold up. There's someone.

- Okay, that's where the alarm
got triggered.

- The guy jamming the door,
who is that?

- Wait, rewind it.

Stop.

Jim Leavins.

He's a professor,
a researcher here at the lab.

- Okay, why would he wanna
steal his own research?

- I have no idea.

We've been working
on a vaccine, but--

- A vaccine for what?

- COVID.

We've been creating
a vaccine to protect people

from any and all COVID strains.

- So that's what
the synthetic virus is?

It's just another strain
of COVID?

- More like a super strain.

It's 1,000 times
more virulent than COVID-19.

If it were to be released
into the community,

millions of people will die.

* *

- We believe the man
who shot John Reagan

is involved in the theft
of a dangerous strain

of the COVID virus.

Something that
could be weaponized,

something that could be used as
a weapon of mass destruction.

- We also believe you know more
about Reagan

and the shooter
than you're letting on.

- Well, you know
how this works.

I can only talk
about certain things.

- Not with the possibility
of mass casualties,

and not when
you're talking to the FBI.

- Okay, I understand.

But this is all off the record.
I don't have clearance to--

- Fine, it's off the record.

Now, tell us everything
you know about Reagan

and this guy Luca Cilic.

- Yeah.

Name's obviously an AKA,
but I know the face.

He was the guy in the
ball cap and glasses

you showed me earlier.
- Right.

He was working at a place
called Hudson Genetics.

It looks like he conspired with
one of the researchers there,

a guy named James Leavins,
to steal a super infectious

and lethal strain
of the COVID virus.

- And the beta version
of the vaccine

they're developing
to combat the virus.

- Last I heard, this guy you're
calling Cilic was in Canada.

Some small town
called Hawkesbury.

- Okay, well,
he's in New York now.

- He must have slipped
across the border.

We would have been notified
if he entered legally.

And you think he shot Reagan?

- We know he did.

And we also know he is involved
in the theft of the virus,

so you need to start
answering questions

and stop asking them.

- Yeah. Okay.

Yeah, I get it.

I'll start with Reagan.

Like I said before,
he worked for the embassy.

[suspenseful music]

But he was also involved
in a few

top-secret
State Department operations.

- Okay, so he's a spy?

- Correct.
- And what about Cilic?

Other than the fact
that he likes AKAs

and to vacation in Canada?

- [chuckles]

He's a member
of a religious terrorist group

based in Croatia.

They're all ex-soldiers

looking for independence
from the current regime.

- Why?

- Well, they claim
the government has been

systematically
rooting out Catholics

with extreme
political views like theirs.

- And Reagan?

Why was he keeping tabs
on them?

- I can't really
get into all that,

but the Croatian government
is an ally.

- This would have been
really great to know

the first time we spoke.

- Like I said,
I'm not at liberty--

- I'm not at liberty
to disclose.

I know.

I've heard that speech
a thousand times.

[knock at door]

- Sorry to interrupt.
We just pinged Leavins' phone.

[tense music]

* *

- Okay.

He's still hitting
off the same tower,

about 600 yards away.

- Okay.
Maggie and I will go east.

You guys go west.

- White male,
medium build, 47 years old.

- Last seen wearing
a gray backpack, red ski cap.

- All right.

- What is going on here?

The scientist is trying
to steal the same virus

he's been trying to create?
That doesn't make any sense.

- No, it doesn't.

Maggie, I think I see him.

Heading away,
olive jacket, ski cap.

- Yeah, he's got the backpack.

We have eyes on Leavins.
He's heading east.

* *

- FBI.
- What's going on?

- Sorry.

[upbeat music playing]

[crowd cheering]

- I got eyes.

9 o'clock.

- It's a drop, not a handoff.

Hey, stay on him.
- Yep.

* *

James Leavins!

Hands up now!

- Don't shoot, please.

- I've got Leavins in custody.

- Tiff, Scola, get into
position to secure the virus.

- Hey, Cilic!

Stop!

Hey, FBI!

[crowd shouting]

[gunshot]
[screaming]

Get down!
Everybody, get down!

Stop!

* *

Hey, get down!
Stay where you are!

Move, move! Get back!

[panting]

* *

- We lost Cilic.

Last seen headed east.

- Tell me we have eyes
on Cilic.

- We're looking, boss.
- Well, look harder.

We need to find this guy.

You know what?

We need to get
some choppers in the air.

Mike, choppers.
Can you make that happen?

- You got it.
- Thank you.

Ian, work with TSA.

Contact airline carriers,
every airport,

public and private,
in the tri-state area.

We need to lock this city down.
- Yes, sir.

- Hey, Maggie.
Bring Leavins to 26 Fed.

We need answers.

- Like I've been saying,
my intentions are noble.

- Yes, you do keep saying that,

but we're trying to figure out
how stealing something

that can kill millions
of people is somehow noble.

- This man--

he warned me
not to say anything, so...

I can't really tell you
what's going on, but...

I'm not a criminal.
I'm not. I--I swear.

- Listen, you are staring down
some real time.

You've already committed
a slew of federal crimes,

so if I were you,
I would start talking.

* *

- He forced me to do it,

to steal the virus
and the vaccine.

- Okay. Who is he?

And what do you mean
forced you?

- His name is, uh, Luca Cilic.

He wanted the virus and the
vaccine we've been developing.

Said if I didn't steal them...

he'd kill my wife.

- Okay, I understand why
that would be frightening.

But what I don't understand
is why you didn't tell us

so we could help you.

- It was too late for all that.
- What do you mean?

- May I show you something?

Cilic sent me
this photo earlier.

Like I said,

it was too late
to ask for help.

* *

- Kelly.
- Yeah?

- What's going on?
Where's Cilic?

He couldn't have
just disappeared.

- Well, we're striking out
on traffic cams

in the vicinity
of the boardwalk.

- And what about Leavins' wife,
the proof of life photo?

Can we figure out what phone
it was sent from?

- Yeah, it's a burner,
but it's been turned off.

- Yeah, but whoever
sent that photo,

they didn't wipe the geotags.

I got latitude, longitude
of where that photo

was taken, when it was taken.

Coordinates are indicating
she's being held

at a warehouse
in Long Island City.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, Tiff.

We have a possible location
for Leavins' wife.

You guys get over there
right away.

Ian will give you the address.

What's going on with Leavins?
Is he cooperating?

- No, not yet.

I'm gonna take
another run at him.

[tense music]

* *

Mr. Leavins, we are doing
everything we can

to find your wife, but we need
to know more about Cilic.

Do you know
where he was living?

- No.

- Did you ever meet
any of his friends?

- No.

- Did he tell you what
he was gonna do with the virus?

- Of course not.

* *

- Hey, Scola. Check this out.

Got some food containers.
Might be able to pull DNA.

- We should get that down
to the JOC.

- Okay, did he ever
discuss politics,

uh, rant about
the Croatian government,

its political leaders?

- No, we weren't close
like that.

- Mr. Leavins, I wanna know

everything you know
about Cilic.

Everything he's ever
said to you.

- I wanna help, but I can't.

If Cilic is apprehended
before he flees the country,

his associate
will murder my wife.

* *

- We are your best chance
of saving your wife.

- No.
I need to trust my instincts.

My wife's life depends on it.

If you find her,

I'll tell you
everything I know.

- You're wrong about this.

We are your best option,
not the terrorist.

- Hey, Tiff?

- At least now we know
she was here.

- Hey, so no sign
of Mrs. Leavins,

but we found her shoe--

a sneaker she was seen wearing
in a recent social media post.

- So that means she was there.
- Right, exactly.

Now, could be they
moved her to a new location,

or they--they took her
with them.

- Yeah, but either way,
the clock is still ticking.

Let's talk to Leavins again.

I've got a new angle.
Just play along.

Mr. Leavins, good news.

We found your wife.
- You found her?

She's--she's--she's okay?

- Yeah, yeah, she's doing well,
all things considered.

* *

- She's being debriefed
right now.

- Can I talk to her?

- Um, no, uh,
like Agent Bell said,

she is being debriefed
right now.

- But she's okay?
She--she wasn't injured?

- No, we don't believe so.

She will undergo
a full medical examination.

- Okay.

That's great news.

- It sure is.

Now we need to focus
on finding Luca Cilic.

We need to secure the virus

before he sells it
or weaponizes it.

- Right. I understand.

You realize the only reason
I stole it

was because of that photo,
right?

- Yes.

You did commit
a series of crimes,

but we understand
why you did what you did.

And I am sure
with your cooperation,

we can come
to a favorable deal.

- Okay. Thank you.

- Now I need you to tell me--

- Just put her on the phone.

I-I just wanna hear her voice.
I've been so scared.

I was convinced she was dead.

- Um.

Like we said,
she is being debriefed,

so it's not possible.

* *

- What's going on?

- Excuse me?

- Something's going on here.

- Yeah, something's going on.

You give a lethal virus
to a terrorist.

- That's not it.

I don't trust you.

I need proof she's alive,
or I'm done talking.

* *

- Hey, have you finished
scrubbing Leavins' phone?

- Yeah, nothing too useful,

just a few texts
about the dropoff location,

the address.

- Okay, what about
the proof of life photo?

Did it come
from the same number?

- No,
that is a different phone,

a burner that was shut off
three hours ago.

- Any luck?

- No. No, we're nowhere.

Were there any personal photos
or videos

of Leavins' wife on his phone?

- Uh, yeah. Lots.

Vacations, restaurants.
- Good. All right.

I'm gonna need you
to take a few--

- Um.

You sure you wanna double down?

- No. No, Maggie.

It's pretty much
the last damn thing

that I wanna do right now,
but I'm trying to stop

a deadly virus
from being released.

That is my only goal.

And that should be yours
as well,

so you can get on board,
or you may go.

* *

- Look, I'm not sure what--

- Ian, just do what I ask.

* *

- She keeps talking about
her time in New Haven.

We get it, she went to Yale.

She keeps talking about--

She keeps talking about her--

[speaking in reverse]

Get over here
as soon as possible.

I'm not sure how much of this
I can handle on my own.

[speaking in reverse]

I can handle on my own.

So sorry you couldn't
be here tonight, James,

but the food is amazing.

Still trying to make sense

of how I'm going
to eat all this,

but it tastes delightful.

Still trying to make sense

of how I'm going
to eat all this.

Still trying to make sense

of how I'm going
to eat all this.

[speaking in reverse]

See you soon. Love you. Bye.

* *

I'm okay, James.

I'm okay, James.

I'm okay, James.

I'm still trying to make sense
of what happened,

but the good news is,
I'm alive.

- Oh, she's okay.

Oh, my God, she's okay.

She's really okay.

[breathes shakily]

Thank you.

Thank you so much
for saving her.

- Now, tell me everything

Cilic said to you.

I wanna know every detail.

- Um, he wasn't
all that communicative.

But he asked lots of questions
about the virus's limitations,

how long could it survive,
did it need to be stored at a--

at a certain temperature.

- And what did you tell him?

- I explained that
the virus is durable.

It could survive
almost anywhere.

But the vaccine isn't.

It will only stay viable
for about eight hours.

After that, if left unfrozen,
it'll expire.

- How did he respond
to that information?

- When I told him about the
vaccine, he seemed relieved.

Said something like, he only
was going to need seven hours,

so he was going to be okay.

- And did he say anything else?

- I think he said
he had friends waiting

with proper equipment
to take it to Croatia.

Something like that.

- Is that it?

- Yes, that's it.
That's all.

* *

Thank you both.

So much.

- Okay, I can't believe that we
just created a deepfake video.

- Maggie, we did
what we had to do.

- Yeah.

- Right now, we need to focus

and move on to Cilic.

- Okay, um,

a direct flight to Croatia
will take 10 to 12 hours,

and every airport
around here is on high alert.

He would be a fool
to take a plane.

- Cilic said he only
needed seven hours.

- Mm-hmm.

- That's about
how long it takes

to drive
to the Canadian border.

- Okay, but why Canada?

- The State Department said
that they saw Cilic in Canada

before he was spotted
in New York.

I don't know, maybe he's got
friends or family up there,

but the math works.

Let's dig into that and notify
the Canadian authorities.

[phone rings]

Hey, Scola. What do you have?

- I just talked to a witness--
saw a dark gray Jeep

pull away from the warehouse
about two hours ago.

Didn't get a look at the plate

but said there were
two men inside.

- Okay, well, that's helpful.
Did she get a look at the men?

- Yeah, said that they were
both white, medium build.

One of them was about 6 foot.
The other was a little shorter.

- All right, that's a match
for Cilic and his associate.

We'll get out a BOLO and start
scrubbing traffic cams.

What about Mrs. Leavins?
Any sign of a woman?

- No, just the two men.

- All right.
Keep looking for her.

- Copy that.

Tiff's canvassing
for witnesses as we speak.

- All right, I'll let you know

what we find
on the traffic cams.

There's a good chance they
still have Mrs. Leavins.

- They don't.

- What?

- I just found her body.

* *

She's dead.

- All right, folks.

So unfortunately, we were
too late to save Mrs. Leavins.

Scola found her body
outside of a warehouse

in Long Island City.

That is murder number two
for Mr. Cilic,

so let's find
this son of a bitch.

Elise, any luck
finding that gray Jeep?

- Just got a hit
on a traffic cam

10 blocks from the warehouse.

Dark gray Jeep, no plates.

- That's Cilic.

They're probably
stuck in traffic.

Where are they?

- Corner of Lancaster
and Essex,

not far from the 287.

- Which leads--
287, straight shot to Canada.

When was the photo
of the Jeep taken?

- Two minutes ago.

- All right, get our people
over there now.

* *

- Hey, there's somebody else
in the car with Cilic.

- Let's move in.

[gunshots]

- FBI, show me your hands!

Let's go.

- Shots fired, one down.
Cilic on foot.

- Stop! Nobody move.
Up against the wall.

- Uh, hold up. He has hostages.

- Inside!
- Yes, yes.

- Move inside!
- Ah. Okay.

[hostages shouting]

- Get SWAT down here
immediately.

- I'll set up a containment.

- Okay.
We stay patient, talk him down.

- Make sure he doesn't
release this damn virus.

* *

- The suspect is still holed up
in a video installation room.

NYPD is on the perimeter.
- Hostages?

- Yeah, but we're not sure
how many.

Working on getting a visual
inside the room as we speak.

- Command center
is operational?

- It's in the lobby.

[tense music]

- I just got inside using the
building's security cameras.

- How many hostages?
- Four.

- Any audio?
- No.

But the gallery
has a PA system,

so I was thinking maybe
that's the way

we could make contact
with Cilic.

- I don't think this guy's
the negotiating type.

- I agree,
but he's got four hostages.

We have to try.

- Jubal, are you
getting this feed?

- Yeah, we got it.

* *

- He's losing it,
feeling trapped.

Let's try and lower the
temperature, calm him down.

- Right. All right.
Maggie, try to make contact.

But have SWAT mustered
by the door

in case he doesn't engage.

- They're already in place.

Luca Cilic, my name
is Maggie Bell.

I'm with the FBI.

You're surrounded.

This is over.

I need you to drop the gun
and let these people go.

- No. Nothing's over!

You want me to shoot, huh?

Make these people dead?
[hostages whimpering]

- No, no.

No, I want
every single person alive.

So please,
help me make that happen.

- No.

You do what I say.

I want a jet,

one capable
of flying long distances.

- That's never gonna happen.

I'm telling you
right now, it's over.

So this needs
to end peacefully.

- Peacefully?

There can be no peace,
not for my people.

- Luca, this virus
that you have

is incredibly dangerous,

and if you accidentally
release it,

people all over the world
are going to die.

That includes the people
that you love and care about.

- You're wrong.

I have the vaccine.

- No, the vaccine
isn't even functional yet.

- It doesn't matter.

The virus is like a bomb.

It gives us power--

power to make demands.

So get me that jet...

Or I'll release the virus,
here and now.

* *

- We've gotta move now.

- Yeah, Maggie,
have them make entry.

We need to secure the virus
before he tampers with it.

- The door is easy.
The gallery just gave us a key.

But with that many hostages,
there's gonna be

a lot of confusion,
people running for cover.

That means line of fire issues.

- Okay,
then let's deploy flashbangs,

knock them on their asses,
including the hostages.

- If he still aggresses us?

- Then we take them out
and pray that

none of the hostages get caught
in the crossfire.

- Copy that.

Sound the cart, then bang.

* *

[screaming]

[gunshot]

- Scola, Tiff, suspect down.

- At your six.

- Check his pulse.

- He's dead.
- And the virus?

- All good.

It's still sealed.

- [sighs] Thank God.

- The virus is secure.

[relieved murmurs]

- All right.

Let's evacuate the hostages
and secure the building.

- Yeah. Uh, good--good work.

Get those hostages clear

and let Hazmat handle it
from here.

- What's going on?
Did you find Cilic, the virus?

- Yes.

The threat
has been neutralized,

and the virus
and vaccine are now secure.

- That's good news.

What about my wife?
Where is she?

Is everything okay?

- Your wife is dead.

[somber music]

I am very sorry.

- What do you mean she's dead?

- The moment
you gave Cilic the virus,

his associate killed her.

- What?

You lied to me about
my wife being alive?

What kind of person
does something like that?

- I am very sorry
for your loss.

- Go to hell!

[sobbing]

- [knocks]
Hey, you have a second?

- Yeah. Yeah, come in.

- Um, I just wanted to come in
here and clear the air a bit.

Look, I--I know
why we did what we did today.

- But what?

- But I don't feel good
about it.

- Maggie, it's over.

It was my choice
to lie to him, not yours.

So your conscience
should be clean.

- Hmm.

* *

Are-are you, uh, coming
to the get-together tonight?

- No.

No, uh, I'm headed
to a Knicks game.

[sighs]

* *

- Ready for another?

- Yeah.

* *

[dramatic music]

* *

[wolf howls]