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Previously on "Designated Survivor"...

Have you made a decision about a lawyer for your mother?

- You know my recommendation. - Kendra Daynes.

Present company excluded, she's the best lawyer I know.

My mother's subpoena is prosecutorial bad faith.

And this attempt to tie her

into Eric Little's recent death...

I mean, it's ridiculous.

Charlotte Thorn was the British rep.

They were touting her as a future P.M.

Ms. Lane, you were her aide.

Is there there anyone in particular

she crossed swords with?

Darius Cray. A British importer-exporter.

Well, that's a cover for arms dealing.

We need to ask you a few questions

about Charlotte Thorn, Mr. Cray.

I never met Charlotte Thorn.

It's Darius Cray.

There was activity in one of Cray's accounts

after he was shot.

A transfer of 100 million Euros.

And the only person with access to that account

was Catherine, his wife.

You saying we've been chasing the wrong Cray?

Yeah, Catherine's been calling the shots.

He was just a front.

I know you've had my back.

- Thanks. - You, too.

I'm kind of picky about who I work with.

Latest from NWS, sir.

We're in the soup a few more hours.

- Lemmy, what's our range? - Minimal.

Radar's gonna be spotty

- until we clear the electrical storm. - All right

I'll see about upping our low-vis detail.

Chris?

The U.S.S. Verona,

an Arleigh Burke-class destroyer,

collided with a sanitation barge

off the coast of Kunami.

What was one of our warships doing in enemy waters?

It was en route to Bahrain

for joint military exercises with the CMF.

A storm disabled its radar and nav systems.

She drifted off course.

So, let me get this straight.

A $6 billion warship's response to inclement weather

is to run into a floating garbage truck?

- You know what I think? - Yeah.

That for $6 billion,

the thing should be able to levitate.

Damn right.

Attention!

Anything from the Kunami Ambassador?

He put out a statement accusing us

of a hostile incursion into their territorial waters.

For what, running into a hundred-thousand tons

of their trash?

He says that was divine providence.

He's consulting with the emir.

Casualties?

16 dead. Dozens injured, sir.

Well, the Verona's incapacitated.

We'll have to tow her out.

But we will need Kunami's cooperation.

Well, we may need a show of force to get that.

We're talking about a renegade regime

that's been under military and economic sanctions

for over a decade.

- Where's our closest fleet? - Well, the best case,

the Fifth is eight hours out.

Kunami we can handle,

- but they're not the only problem, sir. - Right.

Other hostile nations in the Middle East are watching.

Son of a bitch.

This can go global quickly.

The problem is,

the Verona is loaded with technology

we have to keep out of Kunami's hands

First and foremost, we've got 300 hundred Americans

stranded in hostile waters,

many of them injured.

We need to bring them home.

Admiral, deploy the Fifth.

I want to talk to the captain of the Verona.

Well, there is no captain, sir.

The senior command was meeting in his quarters,

and then swept out to sea when the hull was breached.

My God.

Get me the senior officer in charge.

Tell the press pool that the President

regrets the loss of life,

and we're reaching out to Kunami

- to secure the immediate rescue of her crew. - Okay.

They're still gonna want to know

what a U.S. destroyer was doing in Kunami waters.

Well, there's a phenomenon called rain,

sometimes accompanied by

an atmospheric disturbance called wind.

- You really want me to feed that to the hyenas? - No.

Tell them that the President regrets the loss of life.

- You said that. - Well, the regret is profound.

- And we're reaching out to Kunami to se... - You said that, too.

My lack of sleep is profound.

Try coffee.

I don't drink coffee anymore.

Start.

The President's online, sir.

Mr. President.

At ease, Sailor.

What's your name?

Lieutenant Will Griffin, sir.

How's the ship doing?

The damage is pretty significant, Mr. President.

- Can she move at all? - No, sir. Negative.

Engines are down.

Right now, it's about waiting for help

and taking care of our wounded.

We lost a lot of good people, sir.

I know.

Lucky for us, we still have one in charge.

Sir?

I was reading your file.

Third in your class at Annapolis,

Navy Commendation Medals, three Navy Achievement Medals,

and a NATO Medal.

Impressive, Captain.

It's Lieutenant, sir.

If I'm gonna ask you to lead your crew out of there,

you're gonna do it with the proper rank.

Sir, I... I don't know.

I... I only was commissioned three years ago.

Commanding a ship, I don't...

I wasn't ready for my battlefield promotion either.

Circumstances make the man.

I'll let you in on a secret.

I'm a design nerd.

I know all about your vessel.

You sail, sir?

It's not the water that I love.

It's the ships.

And yours is a beauty.

Double-spaced steel armor,

Kevlar spall liners,

displaces 8,300 tons.

Next generation's gonna be made out of carbon nanotubes.

The future.

Led there by men like you.

Take care of your crew, Captain.

We're coming to get you.

Yes, sir.

Verona out.

I wish I could be of more help with Kunami, Mr. President.

The sanctions you imposed when you were President

make you persona non grata in that kingdom.

So unfortunately, right now,

the best thing you can do for us is to sit this one out.

Understood.

But if I can be of help behind the scenes,

I'm here.

Thank you. I appreciate it.

Oh, and there is another area

where I think I might be of help.

The Thorn murder...

Our reputation's been taking a beating abroad over it.

I know it, and rightfully so.

The Prime Minister's furious.

Well, I have deep ties with her.

Perhaps I could smooth things.

That would be great.

I'll have Aaron fold you into the investigation.

- Thank you, Cornelius. - Thank you, sir.

We've looked into Catherine Cray.

Every meeting her husband has had

in the last five years,

she's been in the same city.

Every account he has, she's a co-signatory.

He's her flunky.

- Have you spoken to her? - We've tried.

She's lawyered up and walled off in her hotel suite

while Darius recovers and awaits a trial.

So I'm to tell the Prime Minister

that the chief suspect in the murder of my boss...

One of her most trusted allies...

Is thumbing her nose at U.S. justice.

We would prefer you tell her that we're flushing her out.

How?

She's got over $100 million stashed in U.S. accounts.

Secretary Moss is looking to freeze her assets.

We're hoping she reaches out

once she realizes she can't write a check.

Please keep me posted.

Of course, Ms. Lane.

We gonna talk about this?

Talk about what?

About, well, what happened between us...

Nothing happened between us.

Well, nothing that should make us feel uncomfortable

around each other.

- You know what makes me uncomfortable? - What?

Talking about it.

In exchange for what?

Mr. Ambassador...

You want to violate our sovereign waters again.

In exchange for what?

The thanks of our grateful nation.

So, the sanctions, the resolutions...

Are for a later discussion.

This is a humanitarian rescue mission.

Yes, I am certain a U.S. destroyer

finds itself in our waters for humanitarian reasons.

How it got there is irrelevant.

I will tell you what is relevant, Mr. Shore.

We would not even be having this conversation

if a Kunami warship were stranded

10 miles off the coast off New York City.

- Do you know why? - Mr. Ambassador...

Because your navy would have sent it

to the bottom of the Atlantic.

I'm obligated to inform you,

a refusal to let us rescue our men

will be deemed a hostile act.

I'm obligated to inform you that the emir is not prepared

to let a second U.S. ship

infringe upon the sanctity of our territorial waters.

- Mr. President. - Admiral, what's the update?

That's Kunami's fleet... Five ships and counting.

Tell me about the formation.

It's a classic blockade.

Our ships won't be able to get anywhere near the Verona

- without running it. - And risking a war.

It doesn't make sense

that the emirate would want to do that.

What they want is to make us sweat.

Our ship is at the mercy of a regime

that is desperate to prove its own legitimacy

to its people.

And we have a crew that expects us to rescue them,

when apparently there's no easy way to do that.

Admiral, contact Captain Griffin.

We need to let him know that we haven't abandoned him.

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Radar's got their ships, sir,

three clicks off our starboard bow.

They're just saber-rattling, son.

They're not gonna fire on you.

Well, we can defend ourselves.

We got Tomahawks, harpoons...

What about food?

Uh, refrigeration's out, galley's flooded.

Mostly canned goods are left.

Unfortunately, I've had the displeasure

of eating military rations.

Do yourself a favor.

Toss the food. Eat the cans.

You really are a navy buff, sir.

I'm gonna need you to address your crew.

We're taking the diplomatic route.

It's gonna take some time.

I need to assure them

they're gonna be eating a hot meal on land soon enough.

Aye, aye, sir.

Verona out.

Kunami's just officially cut all diplomatic ties.

They're posturing, sir.

Time is on their side.

Because the casualties are on ours.

If they catch us blinking first,

- they'll have us over a barrel. - Oh, no.

I wouldn't count on them blinking at all, sir.

Why not?

Because Kunami's an unstable regime.

If the emir lets an American fleet

tow the Verona out while he sits on his hands,

he may as well send out invitations to his own coup.

Then we're gonna have to find

a concession we can live with.

I'll have Secretary Moss

ask Cairo to open a back channel with the emir,

find out he really wants.

Mr. President, Kendra Daynes needs to see you.

Okay. Go ahead. I'll catch up.

Kendra, come with me.

I had my off-the-record

with Director Foerstel today.

Did you ask him about the status

- of the investigation into my mother-in-law? - Yes, sir.

He stressed the importance of an independent FBI,

then showed me the door.

Did he tell you it was inappropriate

to have a discussion about an ongoing investigation?

No, sir. He refused to address the subject.

Trust me, he addressed it.

Now we know it's an ongoing investigation.

Yes, sir, He's still digging,

even though we managed to quash your mother-in-law's subpoena.

In all fairness, he doesn't really have a choice.

Sir?

After the bombing,

there was a vacancy at the head of the FBI.

Foerstel was the obvious choice...

Impeccable record, impeccable integrity.

So in order to be seen as impartial,

he has to pursue this.

To the ends of the Earth.

Sir, I may be able to help here

- if you give me some latitude. - What do you need?

Unfettered access to your mother-in-law.

Eva didn't sign up for any of this.

She won't handle it well.

I'm not comfortable with that.

I understand.

But the longer this drags on,

the more involved she's going to become.

You're right.

You're right.

Can you patch me through to Eva Booker, please?

Hey, Seth. How'd your press conference go?

Um, Al-Jazeera asked me what a U.S. destroyer

was doing in Kunami waters.

And what did you say?

I said, trying to get its engines started.

How very literal of you.

Oh, I dropped off the Charlotte Thorn presser notes

on your desk.

You dropped those off last night.

Really?

Oh. Well, now you have two copies.

You want to tell me what's going on?

'Cause I find the whole

absent-minded professor thing charming,

but the big guy won't.

I'm supposed to have lunch with my dad.

Okay. You've never mentioned him.

That's because I haven't seen him in 23 years.

Not since he walked out on us.

Oh, sorry. I didn't know.

He got in touch a few weeks ago.

He's in town all week for some convention,

and I've been putting him off.

But he leaves tonight.

So, what are you gonna do?

Well, part of me would like to see him

so I can plunge a knife into his heart.

Yeah, maybe not that.

But the other part thinks that if I let him go,

then I'll be closing a door on him forever.

- But the choice is out of my hands. - Why?

Because 300 of our sailors are trapped in enemy waters,

Charlotte Thorn's killer is still on the loose,

and the world is, you know, on fire.

The world is always on fire.

Em, I would never tell you what to do,

but don't let this place be an excuse.

The flames will still be here when you get back.

I moved to Key West for a few years.

I had a limo business.

I figured, you know, people in paradise,

they would be too drunk to drive.

Turns out they were all just too drunk

to make a phone call.

I don't remember you being this quiet, Emily.

Didn't want to interrupt you

while you were telling your life story.

It's missing one thing, though.

Me.

Emily, I am so sorry.

I don't need your apology.

My mother does.

- It's not what you think. - Really?

Because I think you were too busy skiing

and getting a tan

to be a dad.

I left because your mother and I weren't in love.

So that's why I never heard from you...

Because you didn't love my mother.

I-I-I'm not here to make excuses.

All I can tell you is

that I knew if your mother wasn't in my life,

then I couldn't be in yours.

You're right. That's... That's not an excuse.

That's worse.

That is cowardly and pathetic.

- Emily... - Do you know what it's like

to be a little girl with a birthday?

And you run home from school

praying that this is the year

your dad sends you a card.

And you get home,

and you check the mail, and no.

It's not the year.

And there never was a year.

Emily, I wanted to reach out to you

a thousand times.

But I didn't know what to say.

How about goodbye?

I carried this around for 20 years,

about a little girl from Akron

who won a really big spelling bee.

I kept it because of the picture.

But, well, now that I've finally seen you again...

I don't need it anymore.

Dad, wait.

You've charged my client's husband

with arms trafficking.

You've charged her with nothing.

So it's ironic she should wake up

and find her accounts blocked.

I'm glad we finally have her attention.

And now I have yours.

A motion to unfreeze my client's assets.

I filed it this morning in federal court.

A suit for malicious prosecution.

I'm gonna fill out the statement of facts after this meeting.

Mrs. Cray hasn't been prosecuted yet.

No. She's just being harassed.

Ma'am, how 'bout you just answer some questions,

and then you can save on some legal fees.

How 'bout you and Mr. Bean here stop wasting...

It's okay, Oliver.

We can end this nonsense now.

I had nothing to do with my husband's business.

The fact of all your accounts

being joint ones tells a different story.

Yes, of my naivete.

I design pocketbooks.

My only mistake was co-mingling our funds.

And that is not a crime.

No, just evidence of one.

It's a witch hunt by a government

looking to deflect attention from the fact

that it can't solve a high-profile murder.

A murder that I had nothing to do with.

- I'm not a criminal, Agent Wells. - Your husband is.

And the minute he stands trial,

he's going to realize that his best play

is to implicate you

in the murder of Charlotte Thorn.

The FBI just got this demand video...

Routed through proxy servers,

so we don't know who sent it.

I'm Charlotte Thorn's aide.

My name is Peyton Lane.

I have been instructed by my captors

that the American government

is to extradite Darius Cray to Malaysia.

If he is not extradited by 4:00 P.M. today,

I will be killed.

Please, do as they say!

Looks like we've got you on kidnapping now, too.

Excuse me?

We just saw your ransom video.

- What are you talking about? - Peyton Lane...

The person you're using

to leverage your husband's release.

You know it's not gonna happen, right?

What's going on, Oliver?

I'll tell you, Catherine.

We've come here voluntarily,

in the process of which, our friends have seen fit

to accuse you of kidnapping, extortion, and murder.

I don't know what to say.

I do.

Thank you for helping us fill out the statement of facts.

I need you right now.

I have a presser.

- Then you haven't seen it? - Seen what?

You want to get ambushed in there,

or you want to come with me?

Presser's canceled.

Ambassador Darzi: The U.S.S. Verona,

which has been crippled by an act of God...

Was in fact sent by America

to spy on our peace-loving nation.

As an instrument of such treachery,

it is now the property of the Kunami people.

- I guess we know what Kunami wants. - Yes.

Our ship.

Admiral, I need you to tell me...

Was the Verona engaged in espionage?

In addition to its advanced weaponry,

the Verona has

a state-of-the-art surveillance system, sir.

What were we monitoring?

Kunami's compliance with the sanctions.

Admiral, is there anything on the Verona

that would confirm the emirate's allegations?

Unfortunately, sir, there is.

The ship's Voyage Data Recorder

tracks its movements to the second.

Now, if the emirate coordinates

the Verona's geo-locations with the weather,

they can prove we were in their waters

before the monsoon hit.

And our plausible deniability goes out the window.

Who onboard the ship would have known

about the surveillance activities?

The captain, the X-O, the operations officer.

But not a junior lieutenant?

Oh, no, sir.

The Saudi Ambassador says

Kunami's willing to allow the rescue of the Verona crew

in exchange with the lifting

of the prohibition on its uranium program.

Well, now we know what they're willing to trade for.

Our ship for a potential weapons program.

Not acceptable.

The Voyage Data Recorder?

Yes, Captain.

Can I ask why it's so important, sir?

I'm afraid not, but we need you to destroy it.

That's gonna be difficult, sir.

The VDR is located in the Combat Information Center,

which is underwater.

Come again, Captain?

The hull was more compromised than we thought.

We sprung a leak on the starboard side.

The bilge pumps are working fine,

but I had to seal off a couple of compartments

to reduce the stress.

Good work.

Is there any way to access the CIC?

Not without a diver, sir.

Is that something you would feel comfortable

asking one of your men to do?

No, sir. Too dangerous.

I'll do it myself.

Right answer, but we can't risk it.

Mr. President...

Stand pat, Captain.

That's an order.

Yes, sir.

Verona out.

Admiral, honestly, how far out is the Fifth Fleet?

Three hours.

The choppy water's slowing the fleet down.

We can have a strike package there in minutes.

Sir, there's an optics difference

between using force to rescue a ship on a peaceable mission

and one that was spying.

Right now, I don't care about the optics.

I care about the crew.

Well, sir, I have to advise you

if we start launching missiles at their ships,

the Verona's a sitting duck.

And the clock is ticking.

We don't want force to be our primary option.

We need to keep moving on the diplomatic front.

You're right.

I want both of you to reach out

to the Foreign Relations Committee.

See how much room we've got to maneuver.

- Yes, sir. - Yes, sir.

Get me Senators Cowling and Damone here yesterday.

- Okay, but... - And I want an update from Secretary Moss

- on the Thorn investigation. - Emily...

Can I get some lunch?

I didn't eat because... Oh, my God, my dad.

That's what I wanted to tell you.

He's wandering the West Wing.

Oh, I was giving him a tour, and I got waylaid.

Just stash him in my office,

- and I'll get back as soon as I can. - Okay.

I know I wasn't supposed to bring him here,

- but he really wanted to see... - Emily, he's lovely.

- Yeah? - Yes.

He fixed Elinor's chair

and made egg creams for half the floor.

Go be you.

- He won't wreck the place. - Thank you.

Let me get this straight.

Not only have we not arrested

those responsible for Thorn's murder,

but now you're telling me

that her aide has been kidnapped.

We have Forensics examining the video for clues, sir.

Well, I can tell you what they're going to find.

Nothing.

Because these people are two steps ahead of us.

One person, sir.

We believe Catherine Cray is responsible for everything...

The arms smuggling, the murder of Charlotte Thorn,

the kidnapping.

And if we don't extradite Cray's husband to Malaysia,

Peyton Lane is dead.

Malaysia's out of the question.

They have jurisdiction, sir.

The weapons onboard Darius Cray's ship

were earmarked for Malaysia.

Yes, but there's a reason why Catherine

wants her husband tried there.

The Crays have big holdings in East Asia.

Meaning Darius is looking at a slap on the wrist.

House arrest...

One year tops, if I had to guess,

instead of the 50 he'd get stateside

for arms trafficking.

No, I'm afraid that extradition

is out of the question for the President.

So we need to find Peyton Lane.

Before the press gets wind of the kidnapping,

and before Cray kills her.

Yes, sir.

Madame Prime Minister.

Ma'am, I'm afraid I have some bad news.

I thought this was behind us, Ms. Daynes.

The subpoena was quashed.

I realize it's an intrusion, ma'am.

I'm not sure you do.

I acknowledge I did wrong.

30 years ago,

I gave bid specs to a contractor

to save my husband's life.

- Mea culpa. - Ma'am, I...

This notion that I have to keep

addressing it and re-addressing it

like it's this original sin...

That declaration will put all of that to bed.

How?

It attests you've had no contact

with contractor Eric Little

in the last three decades.

The FBI has no proof to the contrary,

only a wild conspiracy theory.

My husband was a lawyer... A damn good one.

I know how this works.

- Ma'am? - I sign this,

and the wolves are on me.

I get deposed, cross-examined,

every word gets parsed.

And I will be here to defend you.

If you want to defend me,

don't make me sign this.

I wish I didn't have to.

But I promise you, this document...

This is our best chance at ending this investigation

before it gets worse.

I can't believe you did the Inca Trail in three days.

It's not as impressive as it sounds.

I had great guides.

Uh, Seth, the President needs those talking points.

Right.

Uh, good to talk to you, Dan.

And you.

He's a nice guy.

Mm-hmm.

- Smart, too. - Yes, he, um...

Senators are here... Roosevelt Room.

Right. Uh...

Go. Save the world.

I can keep myself busy.

Thank you.

- You can't be serious. - We're not talking about

the elimination of sanctions, Senator.

We're talking about loosening them.

Our proposal allows only for a civilian-enrichment program.

And a strict monitoring regime would be in place.

A regime whose success

will depend on Hassan's agreement

to abide by the very norms

he's shown nothing but contempt for.

But you're asking us to believe

he's turned over a new leaf.

No, Senator.

We're asking you to help us bring the Verona home...

300 of our sailors, many of them wounded,

none of whom deserve to be abandoned.

We agree.

But what price are we willing to pay for their return?

Kunami is a can that can be kicked down the road.

The Verona's a can that could sink.

We'll need to take this before

the whole Foreign Relations Committee.

We don't have that kind of time.

We understand.

We'll move fast.

Please do.

Thank you.

So, "Take it before the whole committee."

"Move fast."

That's congressional code for "duck and cover."

Which means we're not gonna be able

to negotiate the crew to safety.

Sir, they need you in Command Ops.

- The Verona's sinking. - Let's go.

The, uh, primary bilge pumps have failed, sir.

The auxiliary pumps are failing.

We're taking on water

faster than we can get rid of it.

How much time do you think you have?

Five or six hours till she submerges.

Sir, I want you to know,

the crew is not afraid.

Non sibi sed patriae.

"Not for self, but for country."

- The Navy motto. - Yes, sir.

It's a privilege to serve.

A privilege every sailor on board

would gladly die for.

That privilege will not require that sacrifice, Captain.

Not today.

Yes, sir.

Verona out.

Mr. President, Senator Cowling just got back to me.

Congress won't allow loosening the sanctions.

She's urging the Administration to find a diplomatic solution.

It doesn't help us now, but she's right.

We need to find another way.

Sir, if I were advising the emir,

I'd say he's playing it perfectly...

Castigating America

for violating his country's sovereignty.

Knowing that we can't use force

without looking like we've wildly over-reacted

to a problem they think we've created.

We didn't create a monsoon out at sea.

He's got wiggle room, sir. We don't.

This crisis is tailor-made to enhance his prestige.

Admiral, do we have enough data

to re-create the Verona's collision?

Yes, sir. We'll get right on it.

Peyton Lane's phone pinged at 10:26 A.M.

outside her hotel in Dupont Circle

before going offline.

The demand video was uploaded at 11:12.

Okay, build in time for her captors

to get her to their safe house

and set up the video shoot.

Four-mile radius.

This came in for you, Hannah.

It was dropped off by messenger.

- Security's already cleared it. - Thanks, Mike.

Two hours left, Agent Wells.

Or the next time you see Ms. Lane,

you'll have to identify her by her teeth.

We're working on extradition,

but we can't okay that unless we have proof of life.

You have to...

So, she doesn't get it from you.

No, I can't say I've ever had kombucha.

Try storing vinegar in a locker for a decade.

Then add bleach and urine.

Thank you, Lyor.

You can go earn your taxpayer money now.

- That's an interesting fella. - Yeah.

I'm sorry I keep abandoning you.

Don't be. I love meeting your friends.

They think the world of you.

- Hey, Mr. Rhodes. - Heya, Matt.

Who's Matt?

Oh, he works in the word-processing pool.

I think he's got a little something going with Dana.

Who's Dana?

She works with Hank in personnel.

Oh.

I'm so sorry.

I will come find you.

I'll be the guy beaming with pride.

You're watching a re-creation of the collision, sir.

Based on what?

Enhanced satellite imagery and data from the ship's AIS.

The Vero was traveling 160 degrees southeast

at roughly 15 knots.

The barge was heading northeast at 12 knots,

four points off the port quarter.

If everyone held course, it would've been a near miss.

The barge suddenly veered

to four points off the starboard bow

and increased its speed to 18 knots.

That proves that the barge ran into our ship on purpose.

Well, given the barge's sudden change

in speed and direction,

that would be my conclusion, Mr. President.

Ambassador Salini's on his way to discuss sanctions.

We'll be discussing something else.

This proves nothing.

It proves that your garbage barge

deliberately rammed our ship.

No.

It was dark.

Bad weather.

Maybe the barge's radar malfunctioned,

like the Verona's.

Maybe it was tacking to avoid a wave.

Or maybe the captain was acting

at the behest of your government.

Here is the only thing that we know for sure.

Your ship was in our waters,

violating our sovereignty.

Sir, we've been over this.

Yes, we have.

And I was summoned to discuss sanctions.

The sanctions remain.

You have turned my country into a pariah.

The people don't have enough for food.

Because the emir insists

on spending your nation's capital on weapons.

How we dispense our treasury is our choice.

So is how we deal with American aggression.

If you violate our sovereignty again,

we consider it a declaration of war.

Kunami can't afford to go war with us, sir.

Which is why they'll drag in other countries.

You know, we fire on them,

they fire on our client states... Israel, Turkey.

Pulling in Syria and Iran, forcing us to negotiate.

And the Verona and its crew will be lost.

No.

Mr. President, the Fifth Fleet is in place

and awaiting instructions, sir.

Thank you, Admiral.

Have them deploy a rescue vessel.

Fly a flag at half-mast.

Aaron, see if you can catch the ambassador.

Tell him they can have our ship.

We're bringing our people home.

Mr. President, the emirate will get our technology,

and the VDR will confirm we were spying.

Respectfully, sir,

it will be a national humiliation.

Respectfully, Admiral,

our personnel is more important.

Well, I'd agree, sir,

if we could predict how Kunami will respond.

There's no way to know what the emir will do

if you call his bluff.

Well, we're gonna find out soon enough

because we're gonna run the blockade.

Admiral...

if they engage,

sink every ship they've got.

Mr. President, this is Commander Davis of the Wyckoff.

I can confirm that the crew of the Verona

is now safely aboard our vessel.

And we've recovered all our dead?

Yes, sir. Casualties all accounted for.

I'm not taking my eye off of that satellite feed

until the Wyckoff crosses the Kunami line.

You're not going to sign the declaration?

I don't feel comfortable with it.

Please tell me what your issue is,

and I'll... I'll try to address it.

Well, I just feel like

I should have my own lawyer look at it.

Ms. Booker, I work for the White House.

Your interests are aligned with your family's.

Aren't they?

I told my daughter

that I hadn't seen Eric Little since 1987.

And that's technically not true.

I saw him briefly about six months ago.

Okay?

A mutual friend died and left Eric a case of wine.

And he showed up at my door one day,

out of the blue,

to pass along the news

and give me a bottle of Cab.

- What else did you two talk about? - Nothing.

He was there two minutes.

That's why it slipped my mind.

Your daughter stood before a judge

and asserted you'd had no contact with Eric Little

in 30 years.

I hadn't.

Not really.

You did, ma'am.

And your daughter is the First Lady.

And she made what John Foerstel will characterize

as an affirmative misrepresentation.

Add into that her involvement in defending you,

it begins to look a lot like obstruction.

Mr. President, this is Commander Davis.

I can confirm the Kunami fleet is now astern of the Wyckoff.

Congratulations, Mr. President.

Thank you. Thank you.

I need a list of the dead,

numbers for their next of kin.

I've got some phone calls to make.

Yes, sir.

This is Peyton Lane.

It's 2:53 P.M.,

and I am alive and well as of this recording,

but I won't be unless Darius Cray is extradited.

Please tell my parents, Barb and Ed, that I love them.

And my siblings, Laura Leigh and Sam,

that I love them too...

She went off book.

She's an only child.

And her parents' names are Michelle and Phillip.

She would've had, uh, Foreign Service training, right,

- before she went abroad? - Yes.

It's mandatory for any assignment.

She's signaling us.

Chuck, can you run a voice-to-text program?

Isolate the names.

Could be an anagram,

or an alphanumeric code for coordinates.

It would have to be simpler.

She... she only had minutes to come up with this.

Chuck, isolate the first letter of each of those names.

Bells.

Church bells?

Too many churches in D.C.

Go with a place. Bells Road?

There's a Bells Drive. It's southeast.

They'd need to take her to an isolated place.

Check anything under "construction" or "abandoned."

I got an abandoned apartment building

on Bells and 13th.

That would be the perfect place to...

You're welcome.

Let's go. Entry team, rally.

Yeah?

Time's up.

Go, go, go! Breach!

What do you want me to do?

Yeah. All right.

Hallway clear for entry points.

Man: Go! Breach!

Gun!

- What have we got? - Two Tangos down!

All right, we're moving up!

There really used to be a pool in the White House?

- Yep. - President Nixon covered it in 1970,

turned it into a Briefing Room.

His first mistake.

Oh, but not his last.

I can't believe it.

My daughter sits

at the right hand of the President.

I always knew you were destined for greatness.

Oh, I don't know about that.

I got lucky. Not lucky, but...

I'm lucky, too... That we reconnected.

Hey, you think there's a chance I might meet your boss?

Today might be tough,

but maybe we can swing by for a second.

- Think I could get a picture? - Sure.

Good, 'cause I want to show you something.

It's called the BottleMaven.

Just press a button, out pops the cork.

A corkscrew.

The last word in corkscrews.

And it would mean the world to my investor group

if I could get a picture of the President with it.

The President doesn't endorse products.

No problem.

Uh, he could hold the bottle.

I'll hold the BottleMaven.

Em, you're needed in Command Ops.

Thank you.

Go get 'em, tiger!

Admiral, do you want to explain to me

how the Wyckoff forgot Captain Griffin?

They didn't forget him, sir.

He refused to abandon ship.

Mr. President, I'm on with the ambassador.

Kunami will agree to allow the Wycko to head back,

but we need to do it now.

Admiral, order the Wyckoff to turn around.

Get me Captain Griffin.

Mr. President.

Captain, you've caused quite an uproar.

I know, sir. I'm sorry.

Kunami has agreed to allow the Wycko to circle back,

ferry you out.

I'm not going, sir.

Captain, this isn't the time to argue.

I'm no sailor, but even I can see

that the ship is sinking faster than we had anticipated.

I know, sir.

I opened the hatches and the torpedo tubes.

Why the hell would you do that?

I figured out why you want the VDR, sir.

If Kunami gets their hands on it,

they'll figure it out as well.

Captain, that's not your concern.

Yes, sir, it is.

I swore an oath to protect my country and my crew.

My crew is safe.

My country is not.

You flooded the boat. You've done your duty.

No, sir. Kunami will salvage the vessel.

They'll get the VDR.

I initiated the emergency scuttle sequence,

but I need to be here to make sure it works.

The detonators are on a timer.

Everyone out.

Give me the room now, please.

Son, where are you from?

Billings, Montana, sir.

Billings, Montana.

Beautiful country, isn't it?

Yes, sir. It is.

Your family there?

Yes, sir...

Mom, two sisters.

You got a girl?

Sir?

A girlfriend, Captain.

Yes, sir.

Son, your whole life is in front of you...

Things you can't even imagine,

beautiful, wonderful things,

things to live for.

I need you to trust me.

We will handle this.

Your story's not supposed to end here.

You need to come home.

Let me bring you home.

I'm sorry, sir.

It's been an honor.

Verona out.

The last call made by one of the captors was to a burner phone.

We tracked the location of that burner phone to Ms. Cray's hotel.

And when we find that phone,

we're not just gonna charge Mrs. Cray with kidnapping.

We're gonna charge her

with the premeditated murder of Charlotte Thorn.

And everything that she's done since Thorn's murder...

Every lie she's told, every move she's made...

Is going to be evidence.

I had nothing to do with Thorn's murder.

We don't believe you.

Agent Wells,

I think it behooves you to listen to my client.

Make it quick.

The arms business was mine.

And it needed Charlotte Thorn.

That makes no sense.

She was obsessed with my husband.

The attention Darius drew because of her

meant that I could operate without scrutiny.

My mistake was involving him at all.

He got sloppy.

I didn't kill Charlotte Thorn.

I needed her.

Em?

Good night.

All right, I got you kabobs, shawarma, falafel,

something with phyllo dough in it,

hot sauce, cold sauce, lukewarm sauce.

He didn't want me.

He wanted the White House.

I know.

You know, at least if he'd asked for a kidney,

I could've convinced myself that I was family...

His daughter, someone he had to turn to.

But after 23 years,

you know what I meant to him?

A corkscrew.

Listen, 'cause I'm only gonna say this once

and you need to take it on board,

internalize it, and remember it.

You're the greatest thing since sliced bread.

And if this guy doesn't see that,

then he doesn't like bread.

And when I say bread, it's a metaphor,

because you're not remotely bread-like,

except insofar as bread is great.

Fundamentally great, like water.

Or air.

Or you.

Yeah.

Well, Catherine Cray was right.

Her business started booming

after Charlotte Thorn

started pointing fingers at her husband.

- So Cray didn't kill her. - Nope.

Which means we're back at square one.

Well, sometimes square one's not a bad place to be.

You guys have to see this.

When it turned out Darius Cray didn't kill Charlotte Thorn,

I started looking through everything again.

I dug up security cams

from the bank behind Thorn's hotel.

Anything suspicious?

Outside the hotel, no.

But one of the cameras just about sees into the hallway

outside Thorn's room on the first floor.

That's five hours before Thorn was killed.

Let's run her visitor through facial recognition.

It's a profile shot through a glazed window,

but I can try.

We've got a match.

Secretary Moss?

Sir, can I ask the name of the man

who went down on the Verona?

Why do you want to know, Mike?

'Cause he was a hero,

and I want to tell my kids about him.

You can tell them he was the captain.

Captain Will Griffin.

Goodnight, sir.

Goodnight.

Mike, did I miss the President?

Uh, he just left for the Residence.

What do you got?

Bad news.

Can it wait till tomorrow?

Yes.

Good.

The Man's done enough for one day.

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