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Hello?

Sam, Frank Turner.

If you're hearing this,
it means it's all gone to hell.

A lot of people think I'm crazy.
How'd you get this number?

I guess I might be,

a little.

But please try and see this
through my eyes.

No one else can seem to.

I need your help.

You know where I am.

* NCIS: LA 4x05 *
Out of the Past
Original air date on October 30, 2012

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

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It's me.

I'm sorry.

It's not like that.

Didn't know him that well.

We did a joint task force
together eight years ago.

Haven't seen him since.

Why'd he call you?

That's the million-
dollar question.

He's got a dog?
Big-ass poodle.

Doesn't make any sense.

It's in the bathroom.
You're not a poodle guy?

Why breed a dog with an Afro?

I think you're just jealous.

No ladder.

Well, he could have
climbed up over here,

stood on top,
swung the rope

over the beam.
Turner wasn't

the most athletic guy.

He was brilliant,
but a little nutty.

He wasn't a CIA field agent?

No, he was more
of a reader, researcher.

He had a lot of crazy theories.
I heard the CIA tossed him.

They always like
baseball,

don't they?

The geniuses at the Agency?

Those stats and numbers...
they obsess over it.

Turner was always

doing crossword
puzzles...

word games.

Hello?
We're in here.

See, it's 'cause
of stuff like that

I don't leave OPS.

Spiderman will
protect you.

Those pajamas come with feet?

I cut the feet off.
Come on.

I don't wear footy pajamas.

They don't come in my size.

Did you forget your gear?

The transformer for this part
of the grid was intentionally

overloaded when
someone circumvented

the Los Angeles Department
of Water and Power's firewall.

I saw a security camera
down at the entrance.

Yeah, there are three
covering the building

and eight traffic
cameras outside.

Unfortunately, they all went
out when the power went out.

Taking out the power is a
great way to cover your tracks.

LADWP's computer system

is designed to stop
a cyber-terrorist attack.

Whoever did this
has got mad skills.

If someone wanted
to make it look like a suicide,

why blow the door?

Nothing's adding up.

Start looking at street cams
just outside the area

where the transformer blew.

Hey.

Hello.

Um, you look...

Sleepy.

He was gonna say "beautiful."

Oh.

Okay, well, um...

the recorded call you received,
it came from a message service.

It was a fail-safe.

So if Turner didn't
manually cancel

the automated message
every night...

It called me.

This where
the party's at? Ooh.

This
does not look

- like a party.
- Yikes.

We know him?

Kind of.

He's got a dog?

Oh, poor little guy.
His master is dead.

He's stuck in a bathroom.

Oh.

A poodle? No.

Sorry, I don't do poodles.

Huge attitude,

un-trainable.
- Actually, they are

one of the three
most intelligent breeds of dog.

Well, I will
have you know

that Monty is
brilliant and humble.

Monty eats sponges.

- This is true.
- Turner was a high-level

CIA agent.

He was trained
to live inconspicuously.

There's no way he'd
have a dog like that.

Find out where the dog came
from and why Turner had it.

Me and the...

Poodle.

Nell's got the photos.

Let's see if the dog's been
listed as stolen or missing.

Hmm... think I'm gonna
have to go spend some time

with him, alone.

Why?

What's going on?

Nothing. I just got
a way with animals.

Okay, when you say it like that,
it sounds really creepy.

What, you never heard
of the dog whisperer?

Just because you have Monty doesn't mean
you're the dog whisp...

Ssst!

Oh.

Ssst! Ssst!
Don't you dare do that to...

Sit!
Hey!

Listen, canines
are very sensitive

to all this negative energy.

Yeah? They can
also smell fear.

That's true.

Poodles are
the pit bull of France.

God, my partner is Dr. Dolittle.

How we doing, boy?

All right.

That didn't sound
like whispering.

That sounds like growling.

He is angry and confused,
and you are not helping.

You're a handsome devil.
What's your name?

What's that?

She doesn't understand you?

Yeah, well,
she's my partner.

Welcome to my world.

Yeah, that's true.

Yeah, she is very
high-maintenance.

That's fine.
You want to play like that?

That's fine.
We'll go to plan B.

Kensi? Gonna
need some bacon.

Oh, really? That's your
special skill with dogs?

- Bacon?
- I need it cooked.

Very well done,
preferably organic.

All right.

I know a shelter that's
offering free neutering.

Oh, what?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

I hate paper.

You sure he didn't have
a computer I could search?

Turner was strictly
a hard-copy information guy.

Turner may have left the Agency,

but he was definitely still
gathering intelligence.

There's information here
on al-Qaeda, North Korea.

Hey. I did a scan

of the building's
security cameras' hard drives

from before the blackout...

Just for the record, I was gonna
say that-that you look nice.

Oh.

Well... thank you.

So, I went back...

I was distracted, because...

I was wondering why
you were so dressed up

at 4:00 in the morning.

Okay, well,
perhaps I had a date.

Makes sense.

But then I noticed your, uh,
your pronounced bed-head,

which means that
you were asleep.

But if-if you
were home, then,

um, you would have changed
before you came into work,

which means that you

were asleep but not at home,

which means...
It's none of your business.

What did you find out?

I looked at the cameras going
back two weeks, and I saw

that Turner had a guest
that came over three times.

I got her license plate
from one of the outside cameras,

and I tracked it from the DMV

to this TAS security record.

Megan Hendley, flight attendant?

Let's see what she knows.

So, that's what happened.
Mrs. Allen came in with, uh,

her miniature chocolate
poodle named Coco Chanel,

who you probably would have
thought was super hot.

The point being
that I reached across

to try to pet Coco Chanel,
and that's when she bit me,

hence the two bite marks
I had right there and why...

- I'm afraid of poodles.
- Are you

having a therapy session
with a dog?

It took a while, but
he finally broke down,

spilled his guts.

It's actually kind
of a sad story.

What did he have to say?

He said his name was Chaucer.

Ain't that right, Chaucer?
Come here.

Good boy.

Okay,

nobody names
their dog Chaucer.

He's just
smelling the bacon.

Bacon was for me.

His vet...

is Dr. Hall
on Robertson Boulevard.

His previous owner was
Jason Young from Tarzana.

Did Nell find out
the dog was missing?

No. Why are you doubting me?

Wow, you must
really want the bacon.

He's microchipped.

You scanned him
and got the information.

What? Don't hate on me.
I'm the one that

knew to look between
his shoulder blades.

And that is all of my bacon
you're getting.

Send the information to Nell.

Just got home.

Megan Hendley?

Federal agents!

Back alley!

Federal agents.

Drop it or you're dead.

Something tells me you're not
really a flight attendant.

Got it.

Hetty got confirmation...
she is CIA.

You were working
with Turner?

Frank hasn't worked for
the Company in two years.

You were in his loft three times
in the last two weeks.

We were
romantically involved.

No more?

He's dead.

Makes it kind of hard.

And you know this how?

An official call to
the L.A. Coroner's Office.

You often call the morgue

to find out
if your friends are dead?

Frank called yesterday.

Left a message.

Said he was in a lot of trouble.

He didn't think
he'd be alive much longer.

He say why?
No.

But he thought I could be
in danger, too.

That explains
the warm reception.

Last couple days, he thought
he was being surveilled.

I thought he was paranoid.

Why?

Frank was brilliant
but he was...

obsessive, difficult,
opinionated, depressed.

And you loved him?

Sometimes you can't choose

who you fall in love with,
Agent Hanna.

What was he working on?

You ever heard of
the Sinclair Project?

The Sinclair Project began
at the end of the Cold War,

when Reagan and Gorbachev
met in Reykjavik.

It's rumored they discussed
the mutual disclosure

of long-term sleeper agents
inside both countries.

Armed with small nuclear bombs.

I always thought
that was an urban myth.

Not for Frank...
he thought the Soviets

had them in the U.S.
since the late '60s.

And if a war broke out...

We'd each have a gun
to each other's head.

So the Sinclair Project
was the mission

to find the sleeper agents
in the U.S.

and collect their weapons?

The Agency thought
Frank was a nut.

They didn't even want to hear
what he'd uncovered.

You think he killed himself?

No way.

Frank was too angry
to kill himself.

He had too much to prove.

Any chance that has
something to do

with the task force
you worked with Turner?

Eight years ago?

We had good intel
that an al-Qaeda cell

was trying to acquire
automatic rifles

from a Russian arms deal.

Something spooked 'em.

Deal didn't go down.

Everybody disappeared.

Task force was disbanded.

Well, if they're
not related,

why did Turner have the
fail-safe set up to call you?

Go.

We're just
finishing up over here.

Few things we need you
to look at.

Okay.

One thing's a little odd.

Medical examiner's
got something.

The fractured cervical spine,
the rope abrasions,

the lividity of the blood
trapped in his head,

are all consistent with
self-inflicted hanging.

Could somebody else
have hanged him?

They could have, but I didn't find any
indications of a struggle.

That's not the headline, though.

Put your gloves on.

I found this in his stomach.

What is it?

Well, there's a yogic practice...
Vastra Dhauti.

It's the swallowing of a strip
of cloth to cleanse the stomach.

This is not that.

We need to sign this out.

Something shaped like
a pipe or a tube.

How big we talking?

I don't know.

The size is
the key to the cipher.

If you don't know the
circumference of the tube,

you can't duplicate it.

What are you guys
looking for?

That.

It's more conical.

It'd be a better key
for the code, right?

Harder to duplicate.

Hold this.

Whoa, this is the code?

Cool!
Where'd you get it?

Turner's stomach.

I think it's a coded
message called scytale.

The Spartans used it
to send secret messages

during battle.

And Turner expected you to know
about a code like that?

Turner knew I studied
warrior cultures.

He knew it'd be the one code
that Sam would recognize.

This is a message for me.

Our friend Chaucer
has lead a big life.

He's descended from a long line
of award-winning poodles.

Chaucer was flown
to Paris twice...

to breed.

He was paid to have
sex in Paris?

I should have been
born a dog.

I walked into
that one, didn't I?

Turner bought the dog
just a month ago,

and immediately entered him into

the Southland Kennel Club
Dog Show,

so I cross-referenced
the list of names

Eric found in Turner's documents

with the dog show's judges
and contestants,

and I found this:
Robert Pierce.

He named his dog Uma?

Maybe Turner was using Chaucer
to get close to this Robert Pierce.

He's a dog groomer
and breeder

who's lived in Los Angeles
his entire life.

He's got no military
and no criminal record.

You know what this guy is?

Yeah. Boring.

Why was Turner
looking into him?

Why would he name his dog Uma?

Hey, Eric, do we
have anything else

on a Robert Pierce?

Nothing yet. Still looking.

So Turner entered Chaucer

in the dog show soon after
he bought him.

Pierce is one of
the contestants.

Well, Turner didn't just stop
being a CIA agent,

and suddenly get into
fancy dogs.

Turner was looking at Pierce.

When is the show?

It's tomorrow morning at
the L.A. Sports Arena.

Get to the show.

Get close to this guy and
see what you can find out.

I know for a fact that Chaucer
is mortified by that haircut.

Deeks, you do not have the
ability to talk to dogs.

Hey, trust me... there is no species
in the entire universe

where it is cool to have
pom-poms shaved into your butt.

Speaking of haircuts, you're
gonna need a little sprucing up

if you're going to be
seen with Chaucer.

Whoa, no.

Wait a minute... okay...
I may have developed

a little bit of a special
relationship with this dog,

but there is no way that I am
prancing around the ring

with that animal.

Detective Deeks.

I think there's much for you
to learn from Mr. Chaucer.

He's a very complex
and spiritual animal.

It's not Mr. Chaucer,
it's just Chaucer.

Which actually makes me want
to throw up a little bit

every time I say it.

Chaucer is very loyal.

He will have your back
undercover.

Oh.
You were listening again?

Yeah.

Stand tall with your
partner, Detective Deeks.

All right.

Chaucer, let's go.

Good boy.

And listen, if you're going
to walk next to me, no prancing.

I don't want the Dobermans
laughing at us.

Guys, Turner encoded the code.

It's a simple cipher.
Of course.

It's the old secret spy ring,
from when we were kids.

Come on, the spy ring,
when we were kids...

you turn it
and the letters line up?

I love that ring.

It was my first
piece of spy gear.

I don't think I've ever
seen him this excited.

It's a cool ring.

I know what I'm getting
you for Christmas.

All it is, is substituting
one letter for another.

Exactly.

Letters on the top
of the alphabet,

letters on the bottom,
are the key.

Both the receiver and the sender
need the key.

So the A's become R's.

Right.

But Turner took
the encrypted message,

used the new key,
and encoded it again.

So he probably changed the
cipher pattern slightly,

each time he did it.

If there is multiple keys,

you're going to need all of them
to unlock the message.

But if he encoded it
with a computer,

it could be millions.

He didn't use a code.

The message was for me,

so the key had to be something
he knew I could find.

It's somewhere here.

There's hundreds of thousands
of documents in this room.

Then let's get to work.

- Here go you.
- Thank you.

Open miniature,
jumpers with weaves,

fast, ring two, five minutes.

Everybody's making their dogs
look like Dr. Seuss animals.

There is our grooming station.

Up.
Come on.

...ring three
for the obedience competition.

Good Chaucer.
Good boy.

Hey, uh, give me your hairbrush.

For Chaucer? No.

I need a hairbrush, all right?

His fro is a mess.

Oh, my gosh.

I don't know what I'm supposed
to do with this.

It's like
a rat's nest.

There's Robert Pierce.

Huh? Oh.

And there is Uma.

Not as pretty as her picture.

Probably airbrushed.

Oh, he's checking
us out.

Hi.

Open standard,
jumpers with weaves,

fast, ring two, five minutes.
Come on, girl.

All right, that's us.
Let's get ready.

All right,
you go talk to Pierce;

I'm going to give Chaucer
a pep talk.

Mm.
What?

The better that we do,
the easier it's going to be

for you to get close
to Pierce.

Okay, that makes sense.

I was getting a little disturbed
by my partner

talking to a dog.

You really want to do this?

You want to have a fight
right in front of him,

before the biggest
moment of his life?

Ittleay, elfishay,
ensikay.

Okay, the dog doesn't
understand English.

Why are you speaking
in Pig Latin?

Because you're adorable
when you get angry.

Deeks... ah...
Ssst!

See? You're stunning.

Hey, psst!

What are we doing?

Ladies and gentlemen,

the moment you've
been waiting for,

open standard.

Okay, over! Chute!

Over! Double! Double!

Over!

Target! Tunnel!

Zip, zip, zip, zip, zip!

And over!

Teeter, teeter,
teeter, teeter!

Slam! Weave!

Weave!

Good girl! Weave!

Over!

That was a great run by Uma,

trained by Robert Pierce.

Okay, all right, boy.

We got to do this.

It's our job,

and I have no idea
what I'm doing,

so I need your help.

Now, Chaucer,

trained by Frank Turner.

Okay, you ready?
Game face.

All right, let's do it.
Here we go.

Come on, come on.

Ho, sit.

Sit.

Good boy.

That's a good Chaucer.

That was amazing.

Thank you.

I'm Rebecca Turner.

Chaucer is my dog.

Oh, great dog.

Nice height, good lines.

Thank you.

All right, and go.

And begin.

All right.

Uh, you can go now.

Can we please?

All right, yeah.

This is our first show.

If you're doing this to get back
at me for all the poodle jokes,

the only person
you're hurting is yourself.

Come on, Chaucer.

Chaucer, I need you
to help me right now.

Can you please just start.

Chaucer, here we go.

Over, through!

Go over, tunnel.

Yeah, come on, come on.

Up! Sorry.

Climb. Mark...

Mark. Up.

Tunnel. Come on.

Yeah. Over.

Easy, easy, easy.

Easy. Over.

Mark. Easy.

Easy. Good boy.

Come on, through. Weave.

Weave, weave.
Oh, you're doing great.

You're doing great.
Weave, weave,

weave... Over.

And that was Chaucer,

trained by Frank Turner.

53 seconds!
Hey, would you be interested

in breeding Uma and Chaucer?

I'm not really interested
in breeding right now.

Sorry.

It looks like a clean run
Oh.

after a slow start
with no faults.

Oh, you did a great job.

You're an amazing dog,
and if you ever want

to get into bomb-
sniffing, you call me.

Good boy.

So, uh,

we got a love connection?
No.

He spooked.

Come on, come on.

He's gone.

Parking lot.

Good girl, Uma.

Hi.

Hi, sorry, we really
wanted to, uh,

to breed with you.

Sorry, that sounded a lot
creepier than I meant it

to sound, I just meant that, uh...

I have to go.

All right.

Federal agents.

Get out of the car.

Get out!

Hands up against the car.

Just FYI,

Chaucer would never fall
for somebody as tawdry as Uma.

What the hell is going on?
Why are you following me?

Come on, poodles.

Nothing out of you two.

Up.

Up. Sit.

And no inappropriate licking.

For starters, a stud doesn't ask
to breed with a bitch.

It is the other way around.

I hope you're listening
to this.

That doesn't explain
why you ran.

I was in a bad relationship.

My ex-boyfriend was stalking me.

I hired a detective who told me

there was a man watching
my house.

Not your boyfriend?
No.

This is the picture
the detective got.

What is going on here?

Do you guys work
for him?

Pierce did file
several complaints with the LAPD

against an ex-boyfriend.

It's Turner.

Turner was looking
into old sleeper agents

with nuclear weapons.

Why was he after Robert?

This guy couldn't
have been involved

with the Sinclair Project.

He's too young.

Hey, I found this.

It says, "Both parents black?"
Question mark.

I didn't know
what to make of it,

but then I saw that Pierce

was African-American.

Turner was trying to
find Robert's parents.

If one of them was white,
they might be Russian.

Deeks, ask him
about his parents.

Are your parents still alive?

Yes. They live in the Valley.

Get the address.
I want to talk to them.

He'll give up the address.

He doesn't know anything
about this.

Low profile.

Who is it?

Federal agents.

Just want to ask you
a couple of questions.

About what?

About your son.

She was diagnosed
with Alzheimer's

two years ago.

It's a horrible disease.

I'm sorry.
Thank you.

Is my son okay?

He's fine.

Well, he's a good man.

Takes good care
of his mom and I.

Is that why

he pays the rent,
collects the mail?

Yeah, yeah.

He does everything that he can

so that I can take care
of my bride.

Do you have any idea

why a CIA agent might
want to find you?

The CIA?

No.

What is this about?

Just trying to connect the dots.

Nothing for you to worry about.

You have enough to handle.

You think this guy's
a Russian sleeper agent?

Turner must have thought so.

Why else was he
investigating him?

I don't know yet.

Maybe Turner was crazy.

His girlfriend
called him paranoid.

Would you call me paranoid?

Sometimes.

Sometimes I need to be.

Somebody blew that door open.
Tell you the truth,

I'm feeling a little paranoid
right now.

Did you catch the guys
in the car back there?

I got them.

I'll pull around the corner.

That's not good.

We need to talk.

Three heavily armed men come
to your house,

and you don't know why?

I don't know what else
you want me to say.

Where'd you learn
to shoot like that?

West Valley Gun and Ammo.

I heard the shots.

I grabbed my gun, I ran outside.

I thought I was helping.

I'm just not buying it, James.

You know who those guys were.

You know why they were there.
I'm telling you,

I don't know who...
I don't know who they were.

Maybe they were there
because of you.

Where are my wife and son?

They're in a safe location.

Well, my wife,

she has medications
she needs to take

at specific times.

She has a nurse with her.

She has her meds.

Are you a Soviet agent?

Do I look like
a Soviet agent to you?

I finally found a car
heading out of the blackout zone

near Turner's loft,
and I got a name.

The car was moving fast

at roughly Turner's time
of death.

I, uh, traced the license
to a man named Kozlov.

Know this guy?

This is what the CIA has on him.

Russian, former federal
security service agent.

He could still be FSB.

So whatever Turner
was investigating,

it made Russian
Intelligence nervous enough

to go after him.

Blow up the photo
in the upper left full screen.

I want to see the guy
Kozlov's talking to.

According to the CIA,
his name is Isaac...

Sidorov.

Sidorov is the arms dealer

that the task force
was monitoring

when I was working with Turner.

Well, that at least explains
why Turner contacted you.

Sidorov worked in Putin's
network the first go-around

and is a former FSB agent.

He's an arms dealer now.

Several agents tried
to go undercover

inside his network.

Most never got close.

But one did?

Yeah.

We have a major problem here.

If Frank Turner was looking
into old sleeper agents...

And FSB found out about it

and asked Sidorov
to investigate Turner...

That means
the Sinclair Project...

Is real.

Exactly.

Soviet agents are here now,

armed with nuclear weapons?

The NSA and the CIA are already
tracking our investigation.

That means their interest
is most definitely real.

All of this explains

why the Russians killed Turner,
but why go after James?

FSB is never wrong.

You and your wife
are living in a way

so you couldn't
be easily found.

Why?

My son was
taking care of us.

A CIA agent was tracking
your son to get to you

and you don't know why?

Why don't you ask the agent?

He's dead.

I'm sorry.

But I don't know
what to tell you.

I really don't.

Okay.

Your wife and son

are getting sent
back to your house,

but you're not
getting released.

Well, what if those men
come back?

Why would they come back?
I don't know.

Who were they, James?

My wife and my son

are all that I have
in this world.

Please don't do this.

Okay.

Yeah.

Cut 'em loose.

Send 'em back
to the house.

Are you... wait, wait, wait.

Okay, wait.
Hold on.

They need to be kept
in a safe place.

You need to protect my wife
from prosecution.

I'll call you back.

We can guarantee
their safety.

But we won't
give them immunity.

If your wife is involved...

Then you get nothing from me.

She might as well die tonight

than rot in a jail.

Grant the immunity.

Okay.

Your wife will be granted
full immunity from prosecution.

Safety and care, guaranteed.

Yes.

Who were those men, James?

Do you know what it's like

to live with a secret

your entire life, Agent Hanna?

I'm sure it's not easy.

Where do I start?

There is a light in here,
somewhere.

From what I understand,
this generates

a 17-kiloton explosion.

That's bigger than Hiroshima.

Can you imagine

the burden of carrying
this secret, Agent Hanna?

Let me ask you a question.

What would make you
betray your country?

Money?

You think I'm American.

I was born in Somalia.

In 1961, during the coup,

the Russians came
to our country.

They took Donna and I
back to USSR.

Why you?

We had excelled
in our language class.

We spoke English.

They force-fed us Soviet
doctrine, day and night.

We were nine years old.

In 1973, as husband and wife,

we were taken
on a Soviet submarine

to a fishing boat off
the shore of Seattle.

I had a passport,

an identity, a profession.

You escaped detection
because the Soviets knew

Americans would never think
a Russian agent would be black.

Would you have detonated that
bomb if the order came in?

Yes.

At first.

They had conditioned
me to do it.

But then...

after a few years...

I had a wife... and a son.

I could never do that.

Love, family...

turned out to be

much stronger persuaders
than fear, Agent Hanna.

FBI's Render Safe unit's
15 minutes out.

They'll remove the bomb.

So FSB asked Siderov
to look into Turner because...

Because Turner was right.

There are more agents here.

Then what was the next step?

Get the agents
out of the country,

or kill them to cover up.

That's what FSB would do.

Siderov had no allegiance
to Russian Intelligence.

He's a for-profit
arms dealer.

He couldn't give a damn
about old Soviet agents.

You just said it.

He's an arms dealer.

He wanted the bomb.
To sell.

It'd be the mother
of all weapons deals.

Siderov knew Turner was tracking
the other Soviet sleeper agents.

He gets Turner, he gets
the names of the agents.

Siderov knew there
were more bombs.

That's what was
in Turner's stomach.

It was a list of
the sleeper agents.

Turner needed me to find it
before Siderov.

Anything?

Without the code keys,
it might be impossible.

All right, let's start
at the beginning.

What happened the night
Turner was killed?

He knew Siderov and
the FSB were onto him.

Turner was prepared for that.

He coded the names.

Had them ready.

Power goes out...

Maybe he saw them
out the window.

He knew they were
coming for him.

He had only minutes.
But he was ready.

He swallowed the list of names.

But he still had
the names in his head.

He knew he'd be tortured.

He did kill himself.

He called the fire department

so that Siderov wouldn't
have time to search the loft.

He did everything he could.

No one would listen.

And he still died
for his country.

That's why you
were his fail-safe.

He knew you wouldn't
write him off.

He said, "See through my eyes".

"See through my eyes..."

What if he meant it literally?

It's the decoder ring.

The piles of books are
arranged in a circle.

All the books on top
have bookmarks.

Count how many there are.

The first letter's underlined.

Two, four, six, eight,

ten, 12, 14, 16, 18...

Twenty-six.

Just like the alphabet.

Wait, so it's the first
letter in each book.

Read me the letters.

"N."

"U."

"K."

- "H."
- "R".

"W."
"A."

"B."

"F."

"G." Ironic.

"C."
"E."

"I."
"P."

"J."
"D."

"V."
"Q."

- "O."
- "S."

- "Y."
- "M."

"T."
"X."

That's it.
Okay.

The first part is decoded.

Okay, he-he's telling us

he changed the cipher
for the next round.

It's two letters represent one.

Means every other letter

in the code is blank, a-a dummy.

Start over.

We use the second letter
in each book.

"X."

"Z."

"P."

"I."

"F."
"W."

- "S."
- "G."

"O."
"U."

"Z."

"A."

Okay.

We got it.

It's the list of names.

There's James Pierce's name.

It's the list of sleeper agents.

Oh, just so you know,

last night I, uh,
I went out drinking...

It's none of my business.
...with Hetty.

Oh.

I wanted you to know.

Naturally, she drank me

under the table, so I had
to stay at her house...

Sounds fun.

I wish I was there.

Mm.

Uh, it took a while,

but we think these are them.

How do you know?

Well, some of them
had gaps in their history.

A birth record but no
elementary school record.

Two are husband and wife,
so that made it easy,

but with this one,

the facial structure
of the adult photo

didn't match
the childhood photo.

Where are these agents located?

All over.

Houston, Philadelphia,
Detroit...

Eight largest cities
in the country.

Not exactly.

Not now.

Those are the eight
largest cities

back in the '70s and the '80s,

when they were put undercover.

Each one of those

could have a nuclear bomb.

And what makes them
really valuable

is that they're already
inside our borders.

So anybody that buys them...

...is gonna use them here.

Nell, get me the National
Security Division of the FBI.

Who would you like to speak to?

Anyone who'll pick up
the phone. Quickly.

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