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- Stop, okay?

I'm done talking about this.
Just stop already!

- All night, you were stepping
on my words, interrupting me!

- No, I was
keeping them engaged, Peter.

The way you were droning on
about your stupid IPO--

- I had it handled!

- Where have I heard that
before?

- I'm telling--
- Dad?

- We didn't mean
to wake you, bud.

- Why are you fighting?

- Oh, honey,
we're not fighting.

Your father is
just demonstrating

his quintessential
Virgo tendencies.

- We're good here.

Linda, can you get
him back to bed?

Because you are
playing those maniacs

from Staten Island tomorrow.

Kids are bigger than me.

- No more yelling.

- You got it.

- You too, Mom.

- Believe it or not, Pete,

I was only trying to help
tonight.

- And I don't need your help.

I run a $50 billion company.

- Well, technically, AI does.
[scoffs]

[electronic beeping]

Why couldn't we
get a normal oven

that doesn't have a computer?

- [scoffs]

- You know what this is?

[soft suspenseful music]

- No.

Open it.

♪ ♪

What? Who's it from?

- It says,
"We can get to you anywhere."

[explosion]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- So they still haven't figured
out what caused the explosion.

It was heard five blocks away.

- Yeah.
Gemma thought it was thunder.

She was out with her friends.

Oh, she wants me to
set up a dinner.

You, Joel, me.

Knowing her,

it'll probably be some place
with a prix fixe menu.

- I don't see that happening.

Joel and I
went our separate ways.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- I thought everything
was going good.

- I guess I'm just at
this stage in my life

where I think more
about the future.

You know, where do I see myself
in five years, ten years?

Ah, he wasn't in it.

- Well, better sooner
than later, I guess.

- I don't know.

Maybe I don't need
anybody else, you know?

[phone buzzing]
I'm good on my own.

We gotta roll.
They want us there now.

- Now?

[sirens wailing]

- Hey.
- What a surprise. The Feds.

- After that healthcare CEO
was murdered last year,

the DOJ has classified
attacks like this as terrorism.

- Peter Minskoff was a CEO.

This landed
in our jurisdiction.

- Sure, when you're rich
enough, who needs the NYPD?

You got your own private
police force always on call.

- Can we see the unit?

- Not yet.
It's a real mess up there.

Half the wall is just gone.

- So Peter and his wife died.

Same with the live-in nanny?

But his 11-year-old son
Taylor survived?

- Yeah. The boy was
in his bedroom a floor below.

He was catatonic when
first responders got here.

He saw them,
saw their injuries.

- What are the chances
this was a gas leak?

- Isotopic signatures
of the post-blast residue

suggest some type of
mid-sized explosive device.

They think it detonated
in the kitchen.

- So what,
a targeted assassination?

- Yeah, but look
where it happened.

In the penthouse
of the most exclusive

high-rise in the city.

I mean,
this building is a fortress.

How would they get
a bomb up here?

- Impossible.

No one could sneak up into
one of our penthouse units.

Our tenants tend to be
the 1% of the 1%.

They expect impeccable security
and we deliver.

- Never had a break-in before?

- Not once in 16 years.

We have high-res cameras
everywhere,

locked doors,
armed guards 24/7.

You can't even
use the elevators

without an authorized key card

that's programmed
to a specific floor.

- What about employees?

Maintenance workers, doormen, housekeepers?

- They'd still need to go
through the front desk.

Every guest provides
a facial scan

for our virtual visitor log.

A temporary key card
is assigned

and we can track what floor
you're on at any moment.

- You keep that information
on file?

[suspenseful music

- Good morning.

So the CEO of Zinca,
the electric car company,

was blown up last night
in his penthouse.

And his wife, Serena,

and a live-in nanny,
Linda Ramirez,

were both victims as well.

Their son, Taylor, survived.

He was released from Bellevue
and is with relatives.

We are withholding their names
for now.

The media believes this was
a gas explosion,

and we are going to
let them think that.

- Mm. Preferential treatment?

- Well, they are high-profile
and well-connected

and we're being pressured
to close this case

quickly and quietly.

But we don't have a problem
with that, right?

- No, ma'am.

- Great.

All right, let's table
all tier 2 and tier 3 cases.

This is now our top priority.

Identify this bomber
and bring him to justice.

- You heard the boss.
So let's--let's talk theories.

- Peter Minskoff,
a self-described disruptor,

has many enemies in the oil
and auto industries.

Zinca's base model was one of
the top-selling cars last year.

- Hmm.

A legacy company targeting
an industry disruptor?

What else?

- Zinca had its share
of consumer issues.

Battery fires,
auto driving accidents,

several class actions
with outstanding settlements.

- Right.
Plenty of motive, then.

So let's talk about something
they'd be in short supply of:

opportunity.

Who would be able
to slip an explosive

up into their
well-guarded penthouse?

Where are we at
with the list of visitors

Dani and Scola pulled
from building security?

- Still combing through it.

Minskoffs had housekeepers,
personal trainers,

private shoppers,
massage therapists.

It was like Grand Central
up there.

- Different lifestyle.

Any visitors
not on the payroll?

- Only one in the past month,
a Dejan Petrovic,

a repairman who works
for Gladstone Appliance.

Here he is arriving
for a service call.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay, I'm looking at that bag.
- Yeah.

He allegedly arrived
to do some maintenance work

on an induction stove
for the Minskoffs.

- Well,
the explosion originated

in the kitchen, right?

When was this?

- Yesterday, six hours before.

- Consider my interest piqued.

- Hey, got something.
- Yeah?

- Turns out Gladstone Appliance

is one of several fronts
for the YACS.

- By the YACS, I'm guessing

referring
to the criminal networks

operating here from Yugoslavia,
Albania, Croatia, and Serbia?

- The one and only.

The YACS aren't
a cohesive gang,

but one of the smaller groups
behind Gladstone Appliance

have been moving into
labor racketeering,

squeezing businesses
across Queens,

including--
- Let me guess.

Zinca Electric Cars.

- Zinca just opened
a new factory in Queens.

State-of-the-art,
right in the YACS' backyard,

and Peter Minskoff
is staunchly anti-union.

- Okay, so the gang was

squeezing Zinca
in a labor dispute.

So they use a repairman
to slip into his home

and send the company a message.

- Well, that tracks.
Where's Dejan Petrovic now?

[thumping electronic music]

[metal detector beeping]

♪ ♪

- FBI! Nobody move!

- Hands where we can see them!

- All right, everybody stays
right where they are!

DJ, kill it!

[music stops]

- All right, listen up.

We're here for Dejan Petrovic!

- We know that you're in here.

Okay? This is your chance
to come willingly.

No?

All right, house lights up.

[dramatic music]

- He's running!

- Go!
- Hey, stop!

Move! Move! Move! Move!

- Move!

- Hey!

♪ ♪

- No, you don't.

[handcuffs clicking]

- You good?

- Golden.

Here's the story.

Your gang was squeezing Zinca's
new plant in a labor dispute.

- But CEO Peter Minskoff
pushed back.

He refused to capitulate.

- So you decided
to send a message.

- Yeah, sure.

- Well, that's gotta be a land
speed record for a confession.

- Don't you have
to offer me something now?

- What?

- For cooperating.
- Yeah.

How's life in prison sound?

- A little extreme.

- You seem awfully relaxed
for someone that just

murdered one of the country's
richest men.

- What? What are you saying?

- Peter and Serena Minskoff.
Both dead thanks to you.

Their nanny, dead.

Their 11-year-old son, orphaned.

- No, no, no,
I didn't kill nobody.

I went to his penthouse
to scare the guy,

to show him how close
we could get.

Guy's got more money than God,

but he wants to bust our
unions, hurt our families?

- Tell us about the bomb.

- What bomb?
All I did was leave a note.

- Dejan, we have you on video

talking your way
past building security,

telling the guard
that you were there

to calibrate
the induction oven.

- I mean, yeah, sure,
but I didn't do that.

- Hey, your crew is suspected
in nine open homicides.

We know your tactics.

I've got footage of you
entering the penthouse

hours before the blast
carrying a large bag.

- My tools.
Those are just my tools.

I repair ovens.

Wait.

I can prove it.

His stove,
it's a Heinrich Chef series.

Got a smart camera
built right in.

- A camera? In the oven?

- So the rich people can watch
their food while it cooks.

But the footage...

it gets uploaded
to Heinrich's cloud site.

You can watch it. You'll see.

I didn't do this.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Well, I don't know why anyone
would need or want a live feed

from their oven, but right now,
I'm glad it exists.

What's going on, pal?

- Queuing up this timecode
to when building security

gave Dejan Petrovic access
to the penthouse.

- All right, folks,
let's take a look.

Uh, yeah, here's our guy.

What's he doing,
looking for the explosive?

- That is just an envelope.

- Right. No, the--the threat.

He said all he did was sneak in
and leave the letter.

- No sign of a bomb or any IED.

- So what, this guy's
telling the truth then?

You know what? Scrub forward.

Let's see what
the camera catches

right before the explosion.

- Okay.
This is 11:34 p.m. Eastern.

Those legs are Serena Minskoff
coming home.

- Yeah.
And there's no audio, right?

- No.
You wanna hear from your food?

- [scoffs]

Rewind that and then
go frame by frame.

Stop it right there.

♪ ♪

What the hell is that?

- Jubal, it happened again.

Another penthouse
just exploded.

- Excuse me?

- It's a live video
of the Solace Hotel.

- What--what--
what is happening?

See if you can find footage
of the detonation.

- Aftermath is
all over social media.

Maybe somebody caught
the moment before it happened?

Yeah, okay, found one here. Go.

- With vegan cream cheese
and hot honey--

[explosion]
[gasps] Oh, my God.

- Okay, rewind it.

This area right here,
enlarge it frame by frame.

- Let me see if I can
isolate the clearest frame.

♪ ♪

- That's the same object
that's in the kitchen.

- Yeah, I'd rather not,

but somebody's gotta say it
out loud.

We are looking at

the first-ever drone strikes
on U.S. soil.

Gang, we're under attack.

- All right, folks.

So drone strikes have happened
in civilian centers

all around the world--
Chechnya, Ukraine, Africa.

It was only a matter of time
before it happened here.

So what have we learned
from this new one?

- Maggie and OA are on the
scene of the second explosion.

They just ID'd
our second victim,

Edwin Archer, CEO of Piranha,

the online ticket sales hub
based out of D.C.

- So two prominent CEOs were
executed by drones in our city.

Someone has declared war
on big business,

and I wanna know who.

- Okay, we've been
given the dots.

Now we've gotta connect them,
all right?

So where do our dead CEOs
overlap?

Common enemies?
Scorned clients?

Foreign rivals?

- Well, we've been looking,

but there's no public link
between the two.

- Well, both are
"Fortune" 100 companies.

Maybe we're dealing
with violent activists

targeting wealthy corporations.

NSA, any luck
with online chatter?

- Okay, this is alarming.

Uh, but I analyzed the shape of
the drones used in the attacks.

Looks like they're
Bushcraft 200s.

- Bushcraft 200s. Show me.

- High-tech, capable
of tracking and engaging

non-line of sight targets
using facial rec.

[tense music]

- These are weapons of war.

You can't get these
at your local hobby shop.

How the hell did someone
get their hands on them?

- It looks like a shipment
of military drones

earmarked for Ukraine went
missing in Canada a week ago.

- Wait, attack drones
stolen from Canada

and smuggled into the U.S.?

- All drones broadcast
a unique signal,

like a digital license plate.

- Wait, so you can track them?

- Theoretically, but someone
already disabled these.

But before they did,
they had to turn them on.

Looks like they
went live yesterday.

Only pinged for 2 1/2 minutes.

- Tell me it was long enough
to pinpoint

their last-known location.

- It was.
A defunct factory in Inwood.

♪ ♪

[distant shouting]

- Wait. Did you hear that?

- It's coming from over there.

♪ ♪

- Oh, my God.
- He's been waterboarded.

- [coughing and gasping]
- He's alive.

Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, you're gonna be okay.

Hey, hey. You're gonna be okay.

- Runner!

Hey!

♪ ♪

- Drop it. Now.

- Easy, love.

I need a hole in my head like
I need a hole in my head.

- [breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

- Whoever he is,
he's trained in Defendu.

- What's that?

- Close-quarters fighting style
used by British commandos.

- So who is he?

- His name is Thomas Banks,
former British special forces.

- That's a long way from home.
- Yeah.

Well, now, he works for
an asset management company.

He was Edwin Archer's
personal bodyguard.

- So he's here investigating
the same thing we are--

who killed his client.

- Yeah, except he was able
to get to the man

who smuggled the attack drones
into our country before we did.

- Okay, let's go figure out
what he learned.

Waterboarding was a nice touch.

Now you're looking
at a federal kidnapping charge

with enhancements
due to the use of violence.

That is life behind bars,

so I would start talking
if I was you.

- Oh.

I could whisper the word
"lawyer" and ruin all the fun.

- Why would you do that?

The way I see it,

you're incentivized
to share your intel with us.

We're both looking
for the same thing.

- Which is what?

- The person who bought
and deployed the drone

that killed your client.

[suspenseful music]

- CEOs pay well for
private protection these days.

Edwin Archer spared no expense.

My advance team would do
TSCM sweeps and site surveys

on every room he walked into--

- Yet you missed something.

And it lit a fire under your
ass to figure out what, right?

- A client dying is
bad for business.

I was urged to use
every means necessary

to track that drone to the man
who smuggled it here.

- So you tortured him.

- Mm...

persuaded him.

Even then,
he didn't give up much.

Bloke swears all three drones

were sold to the same buyer
anonymously.

- Three?

Means there's
one more out there.

- Whoever's behind this
knew things they shouldn't.

Edwin Archer's trip to New York
was off the books, Hush-hush.

Very few people
knew he was coming.

- Okay. Why was he here?

- He had a board meeting
to attend.

- Edwin's company
is headquartered in D.C.

- Different board, love.

A private company.

- What company?

♪ ♪

- Okay, so that private company
is Cyclone,

the tech giant in the AI wars.

All I know is my kids use it
for their damn homework,

so someone bring me
up to speed.

- Yeah, Cyclone is
a non-profit research lab

developing a large-scale
artificial intelligence model.

They're working to insert AI
into every facet of our lives.

Everyone from doctors
to lawyers

to PR firms are using it,

not to mention
every possible search engine.

- Yeah, CEO and co-founder
Scott Collins stated that

their mission was to create AI
that benefits humanity,

prioritizing transparency
and safety.

- Lofty goals.

- And hypocritical--
they're one of the most

notoriously secretive
companies.

- Right.
The tech is promising,

but it does pose significant
safety risks,

threats to privacy,
copyright infringement.

And it's been used to generate
very sophisticated deepfakes.

- Right, so Edwin Archer was on
the private board of Cyclone.

That is why he was in town.

But more importantly,

was Peter Minskoff
on that same board?

- Well, it took long enough
to get an answer,

but Zinca's legal counsel
finally confirmed that

Peter was on the same board.

They were trying hard
to keep this quiet.

- Okay, so we have our nexus.

The killer is targeting
high-profile members

of the Cyclone board
that are here for a meeting.

- And there's one drone still
out there unaccounted for.

- Yes, so we should
round up the CEO

and the entire board
of Cyclone.

And let's bring them to the one
place we know they'll be safe.

- Where is that?

- There's gotta be half a
trillion dollars in net worth

between those 11 people.

If somebody wanted
to eat the rich,

I'd say they found
the right menu.

What are you thinking?

- That we're not ready
for this fight.

♪ ♪

- Technology is moving faster

than the bureau
can prepare for.

It's a whole new world.

- And then we just
walked the next target

of a drone strike into 26 Fed.

♪ ♪

- As the CEO of Cyclone,
I must ask

why you brought us all here
and confiscated our phones.

We've heard vague references
to a threat?

- Where the hell
are Peter and Edwin?

Why did they get a hall pass?

- Peter Minskoff
and Edwin Archer are dead.

They were both assassinated

in the last 24 hours
by drone strikes.

- A drone?
What are you talking about?

- Now, the FBI
is doing everything we can

to keep you safe, but
your cooperation will be vital.

- What are you saying?
You think we're next?

- We believe there
will be other attacks, yes.

- The bureau is outfitted
with a drone defense system

that's designed
to disable UAPs.

We don't know how they're
tracking their targets yet,

which is why
we confiscated your phones.

- So this is code
for you have no idea

because why should you?

You get paid the same whether
you do the job or not.

You ask me, this is
government overreach.

Come on.

We're not required to stay here
like a bunch of prisoners.

- We need to show them
the video.

- Absolutely not.

- Okay, what video?
- This is a private board.

We are not compelled
to produce that video.

And I personally
will not be intimidated

by Perry's foolish theatrics.

- Okay.
Perry Hinton, your co-founder?

- Warren, we didn't take
his threat seriously

and now two people are dead.

Our friends are dead.

- Enough.

What video?

[suspenseful music]

- [sighs]

- Cyclone could have been
humanity's salvation,

but you all let greed
chart the course.

As your chief
technology officer,

I assembled a safety team
of experts

to oversee necessary
AI guardrails,

but you disbanded it.

I--I fought for
an ethical model,

and you pushed me out of
the company that I co-founded.

So I asked Cyclone how
to convince this board

to reinstate those guardrails.

And our own AI,

freed from the safety features
that I wrote,

suggested eliminating several
influential board members.

Cyclone told me how
to change your minds,

and even suggested the names.

Maybe you're on its list.

You know how to stop this.

- Okay, and--and the whole
board received this?

- Yesterday.

Perry is the leading expert
on machine learning.

He's clearly trying
to force the board

to reinstate our safety teams,

but I never thought
he'd go to such extremes.

- You and Perry
started this company

in your studio garage, right?

- Yeah, that's what we'd say
in interviews.

Makes for a good story.

Of course, I leave out the part
where our servers caught fire

and we lost everything.

And I got this.

Perry and I had to start over
from scratch.

- But you persevered.

- Five years ago, we launched
with zero web traffic.

We thought we'd sunk our lives
into a failed dream.

Within weeks, we had
91 million unique users.

And Wall Street followed.

- Well, with powerful investors
comes a powerful board.

- Each of those companies saw
how our AI could change

the game in their own
industries and...[sighs]

They wanted a front-row seat.

- And they asked you to keep
their participation quiet.

- Yeah.

It's all changed now, but...

at least we still
have our studio garage

in Crown Heights.

Our North Star.

When the board got rid of
our safety teams, he lost it.

- What, threats? Violence?

- A strongly worded memo.

Perry thought he could win
their hearts and minds.

But they saw his concern as an
obstacle to our global profit,

and they ousted him
from our own company.

- When--when was the last time
you saw Perry?

- The day he was pushed out,
two weeks ago.

He stopped returning my calls.

- We need to find him
before anyone else gets hurt.

So do you recognize
anything from the video

that can help us identify
where it was recorded?

♪ ♪

- I know exactly where that is.

- There's lights on inside.
- Looks like someone's home.

- Hit it.

♪ ♪

- Maggie, I got something.

FBI!

Hands where we can see them.

FBI! Hands up!

- Perry Hinton?

♪ ♪

- Manner of death was suicide.

Bullet trajectory is consistent
with self-infliction,

gunpowder residue
on his right hand.

- So there's no signs
of foul play?

- No. Cut and dry.

Algor mortis
and histomorphologic analysis

puts time of death
at 72 hours ago.

- Three days ago.

The drone strikes were
last night and this morning.

- And Perry sent his
threat video yesterday.

- So who's controlling the
drones if Perry's already dead?

Unless Perry
is somehow using his AI

to control the drones
postmortem.

- So you're saying
we're trying to stop a man

who died three days ago?

- His software doing
that on his own

would definitely
prove his point.

[dramatic music]

- How are we supposed
to stop a rogue AI?

- [sighs]

- All right, I don't wanna get
in the weeds here,

but it appears a man you fired,
Perry Hinton,

is using the AI you designed
as a weapon

that is currently
on a killing spree

that the AI itself designed.

- To be clear, our AI tools
cannot operate for themselves.

- Well, technically speaking,
we don't know that, Scott.

- Our output analysis
says we do.

- So it's not
actually intelligent?

- A user or a developer puts
an input into the software

and then the software
creates an output.

But how it does that,
we're still not really sure.

- You don't know how
your own tech works?

- [sighs]
That's overly simplistic.

- It doesn't matter.
It's an arms race.

Perry wanted to fight
it with muskets,

whereas the Chinese
and the Israelis

and God knows who else
are using howitzers.

- Well, now you're
dating yourself, Warren.

- AI isn't moral.
It isn't good or bad.

It is a tool that
in the right hands,

could benefit humanity
beyond our wildest dreams.

But if Perry set this thing
in motion,

he did it himself.

Manually. Before he died.

- Using your tech.

So do you know how
to turn it off?

- No.

I'd still need access
to Perry's dev account.

I don't know his passkey.

And Cyclone uses a custom
advanced encryption standard.

- Which we've made unhackable.

I run a cybersecurity firm.
This is why I'm on this board.

We tried it in testing,
and even we couldn't crack it.

- This thing is still active

and you are all
in grave danger.

Just stay put until
I can get my arms around this.

- They built a monster
they can't control,

so it's up to us to stop it.

Now, I looped in the
Cybersecurity Task Force.

Let's stay on top of them.
All right?

And FAA, if so much
as a stray balloon

shows up in our airspace,
I wanna know about it.

How we doing
with Perry Hinton's laptop?

- Well,
it's got AES-256 encryption.

Accessing Perry's dev account
would take a billion years.

Literally.

- Our timeline is a little
tighter than that, Ian.

- I figured.

Luckily, the keylogger program
on his work laptop

is easier to hack.

- Keylogger, that's like a--
- Spyware, essentially.

Lots of tech companies use it

to monitor employees'
productivity.

Records everything
Perry ever typed,

and I can pull that info
and filter it.

Okay, that's weird.

- What are you looking at?

- According to his
keystroke history,

Perry never asked Cyclone

how he could get the board
to reinstate the guardrails.

- Wait a minute. Never?

- No. And he also never typed
the words "attack drones."

Not once.
- That's not possible.

In his manifesto video,

he said he used Cyclone
to select his targets.

- What--what if--

pull up the manifesto video
again.

Let's take another look.

- [sighs]
What are you thinking?

- Well, I guess I'm thinking

what if this guy
isn't Perry Hinton?

- I checked the metadata.

Cyclone didn't generate
this video.

Perry shot it on his smartphone
in his brownstone.

- Yeah, okay, but maybe
it isn't the whole video

that's deepfaked,
just one small piece of it.

[suspenseful music]

- Okay, yeah.

So what are we looking at here?

- A digital mask.

Whoever did this used Cyclone

to superimpose Perry's face
over their own.

- And alter their voice
to match.

We've run into
deepfakes before,

but the AI looks flawless.

- Don't count humanity out
just yet.

Wait, pause it there.

Rewind it.

Yes, stop there.

See where you can see
the reflection of his hand?

And--yeah, right there.

Pause.

Zoom in there.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

I've seen that burn scar
before.

- Where's Scott?

- Uh, he--
he went to the bathroom.

- How long ago?

- 20 minutes, maybe.
- Oh, this is ridiculous.

If Scott gets to leave,
I'm going too.

- No, stay right here.

If you care about your life,
do not move.

- All right, eyes up.
Scott Collins is in the wind.

He said he was going
to the bathroom,

then he told security he wanted
to leave the building.

- What, since he was
technically a visitor,

they just let him go?
- Exactly.

He's got 20 minutes on us.
But you know what?

We're better,
so let's find him.

- [sighs]
Checking perimeter cameras.

- All right.
What about his cell?

Can we ping it?

- We confiscated
all the board members' phones

when they checked in.

- Right, but that's not
a bad consolation.

Maybe there's
something we can use.

- Yes, just one minute.

Hey, which one of these
is Scott's?

Good, good. Now run that
through our geo timeline.

Pipe that over to my station.

- Surveillance is up.

Looks like Scott
exited our main door

16 minutes ago and headed
northwest on Thomas Street.

- Okay, let's put out a BOLO,
all agencies.

Ian, talk to me.

- Well, even if AI is assisting
in the navigation,

all Bushcraft drones
require humans to launch them.

So assuming Scott is
returning to wherever

he's been stashing them--
- He'd have been there before.

All right, can you use the
historical data from the phone

to trace his movements
over the past 24 hours?

- Done and done.

- Okay, perfect.
So what do we know for sure?

- Well, that's Cyclone's
primary offices,

and that's Scott Collins' home.

- Okay, and what about
that spot?

He went there three
separate times.

- It's just a building
in Crown Heights.

- No, not just any building.

He's going back to where it
all began, his North Star...

their garage studio.

- Scott Collins, FBI!

Put your hands where
I can see them.

- Put the device down!

Slowly!

- You're too late.

Last drone's
already been launched.

- You need to
call it back here.

- Perry and I created AI
to benefit humanity.

But AI is one decision away
from being weaponized.

- Scott, you're the one
that's killing people now.

- Perry spiraled
after he got fired.

I went to check on him,
and I found my friend.

Gun in his hand, dead.

That was when I knew
I had to honor him.

By forcing Cyclone back
on the right path.

- Hey, hey, hey.
Scott, look at me.

♪ ♪

Just hand me the tablet, okay?
Hand it to me.

- No.

- You kill everybody
on your board,

how are you getting them to
vote the way you want them to?

- You still don't see it.

I don't want my board dead.

I wanna change their minds.

And Cyclone showed me
exactly how to do that.

This is how we save the world.

- No!

Hey, hey!

- No, no, no, no, no, no!

♪ ♪

- [grunting]

- [panting]

- Okay, our last drone
is in the air

and Scott knows
his board is here.

Let's move them into
the basement to be safe.

Hey, Ian, you need to monitor
the drone defense system.

Hey, the second you see
anything, I wanna know.

- BOLOs on comms, boss.
- Okay.

Stuart, what have
you got for me?

- Well, Jubal,
he won't give us a damn thing.

But 26 Fed is not the target.

- Not the board?
- No.

No, he needs them alive.

He--he wants their vote
for safety regulations.

- Hey, I got the drone.

It's traveling
at 70 miles an hour.

Current trajectory suggests--

wait, it's arching north
away from 26 Fed.

- Okay, so who is flying
this thing

if Scott broke
the damn control system?

- If Scott set a destination,

the drone would use
obstacle detection

and aerial surveys
to route itself there.

Waypoint navigation--even
basic commercial drones use it.

- And this one's running

the most advanced AI software
on the market.

- Okay, so where is it headed?

What one target could
change the board's mind?

- Well, easiest way
to sway the board--

convince the loudest
voice in the room

to vote the way you want.

Someone outspoken, entitled,
used to getting their way.

- Yeah, Warren Foster.

- He's the one who
spearheaded the vote

to gut the safety teams
and push Perry Hinton out.

- Yeah, okay,
so what kind of leverage

could Scott have
over Warren Foster?

- It's his daughter, Ashley.

Warren and his wife have
a second townhome in the city.

Ashley stays there
while she's in school.

She's Warren's pride and joy.

- I mean, that makes
a kind of awful sense, right?

Force Warren to
live with the fact

that the AI he weaponized
just killed his own daughter.

Call ahead, warn Ashley
we're sending a team.

- On it.

- Come on, Ashley, let's go.

- Is--is my dad okay?
- He's fine.

Get in the car.

Hey.
Everything's gonna be okay.

We're gonna keep you safe.

- Maggie, I see it.

Come on! Let's move!

♪ ♪

- Did it detonate?

- No, it just changed course.

- What? How?

- Advanced pathfinding
is already used

in military drones.

It can be programmed
to lock onto moving targets

over various terrain.

- What are you saying, Ian,
that it's following them?

- If Scott told the drone its
target was inside that house

and the drone registered
people leaving in a vehicle,

Cyclone's AI system could
relay new instructions

and adjust the drone's
flight path.

- Maggie, OA, the drone
is still tracking you.

I repeat,
the drone is tracking you.

- What?

- You need to ditch
the vehicle and find cover.

You have less than, what?
- 22 seconds.

- You hear that? 22 seconds.

♪ ♪

Someone give them
a destination,

somewhere that
can withstand the blast.

- Subterranean parking garage
up on your left.

- Got it?

- I see it.

- Ashley, we're gonna run
for that door

as fast as we can, okay?
- Yeah.

[tires screech]

- Now!

Go, go, go, go, go, go! Move!

- Take cover!
The drone is on your six!

Move! Move!

♪ ♪

[tense music]

- FDNY, send everything
you have to that address.

FAA, I want a full lockdown
of that airspace ASAP.

- SERT has been notified

and is sending
all necessary assets.

- Yeah.
- Wait. What happened?

- Uh, Maggie and OA were

exfil-ing Warren Foster's
daughter,

but the final drone
was able to track them.

They took shelter in
a parking garage, but--

- Maggie and OA?
- Comms are still down.

- We lost signal
just after the explosion.

Our teams are en route.

♪ ♪

- Everyone okay?

- [coughing]
- Ashley? Ashley?

- I'm okay.

I think I just got
some scrapes.

- We're not safe here.
We gotta get out.

Maggie.
- [coughing]

- Maggie!

Hey, hey, hey.

Maggie? Talk to me.

Maggie?
- Is she okay?

- There's no pulse.

♪ ♪

She's not breathing. Come on.

Maggie.

- Oh, my God.

Jubal, looks like
a damn war zone down here.

- Yeah, we have not been able

to get ahold of Maggie
and OA yet.

FDNY is seven minutes out.

- How can anyone survive that?

If they're alive in there,
they don't have long.

We gotta go. Come on.

- Maggie! OA!

[both straining]

Can you fit?
- Yeah.

- Go, go, go.

♪ ♪

- Maggie! OA!
- Down here!

- Oh, my God. What happened?

- The blast took us out.
Her heart stopped.

- Get Ashley out of here.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

- Quickly, quickly. Ready?

I got you.

- Jubal, I got an agent down.

I repeat, Jubal,
I got an agent down.

- Who is it, Scola?
- It's Maggie.

OA's doing chest compressions
right now.

- How much longer
until FDNY gets there?

- Dispatch is saying they're
still three minutes out.

- I want a medevac
in the air now.

- The chopper's pulling up now.

Should be there
in five minutes.

- Scola, you get that?

- Yeah, yeah, I got you.

- It's all right.
- Five out, buddy.

Keep going.

♪ ♪

- Come on.

[OA counting indistinctly]

Come on, Maggie!

Come on.
Come on, Maggie!

- [gasps]
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey.
There she is.

- [coughs]
- There she is. There she is.

You're okay. You're okay.
You're okay. You're okay.

- OA?
- I got you.

Yeah, I got you. Breathe.

Breathe. Just breathe.

- OA, what happened?

- You're fine. I'm with you.
I'm with you.

- [coughs]
- You're okay.

I need you to breathe.
I need you to relax, okay?

I got you. I'm with you.

Just breathe. Just breathe.

- Jubal, he got her back.

She's breathing.

[soft dramatic music]

- You have a lot of very
relieved folks back here.

Medevac is two out.

[sighs]

- Okay. Hey.

We gotta get you out of here.

- Okay.
- Okay?

- Hey.

What did they decide?
Did they vote?

- Does it really matter?

Where you're going,

you'll be lucky if they let you
read your emails once a month.

- It matters.

It's the only thing
that matters.

- Well, then, sad to say,
your ploy didn't work.

Their minds were not changed.

- They understood the risk,

but your board was not willing
to slow down your company.

[soft dramatic music]

- When it was just
me and Perry,

we were perfect, you know?

We built everything together.

Software to protect the future.

And we lost our way.

♪ ♪

- Okay, water, blankets,

more ibuprofen than
anyone should ever take.

Do you need anything else?

- OA, if you hadn't have--

- Don't get sappy, Maggie.

- [sighs]

- Thank you.

- All in a day's work.

[knock at door]

Oh, I got burgers from
that place you like on 6th.

- How? They don't even deliver.

- Hey.
- Hi. There she is.

- Hey, Maggie.

- I'm not sure if
you're allowed to drink,

but the rest of us
could definitely use one.

- I'll grab us some plates.

- We don't need plates.

We need glasses.

- What did you do?

- I know you think
you should be alone.

You can't get rid of us
that easy.

♪ ♪

- [chuckles softly] Thanks.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[wolf howls]