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Where is it?

Please, please, I swear,
there's no recording.

- I'll do whatever you want.
- Where is it, Justin?!

Please. Don't do this.

Oh, my God.

Shepherd's holding
cell is straight ahead.

I got the security cams on a loop

so you can make your way through
the building undetected.

But as soon as the code
breaker's activated,

it triggers the alarm.

You'll be shooting your way out.

Very aware. We're here.

Code breaker's on the lock.

60 seconds to crack the password.

Good luck, Remi.

Uhh!

Stay in formation!

Uhh!

40 seconds.

One number left.

Damn it!

Reset, let's run it again.

No, we have run it 100 times already.

It doesn't work.

I'm sick of getting hit
with these rubber bullets.

How does the last number
take 40 seconds, Violet?

It doesn't, it's verifying
all the other numbers.

Yeah, well, your code breaker sucks.

You knew the deal... this was
the best one we could get

with the time frame you gave me.

You want the better one?
It'll take three months.

It looks like Jane's ZIP poisoning

is worse than we thought.

It's killing you.

I don't have three months.

So, what are we gonna do?

I'm gonna go.

And you are gonna problem-solve.

I hired you to get us into that cell

without getting me killed.

Fix it today.

Good morning.

- Hi.
- How was your run?

It was good.

Mm. Mmm!

Next time, why don't you wake me up?

I'll come with you.

Oh, I like to keep a good pace.

I could outrun you any day.

Keep telling yourself that.

I'm gonna go grab a shower.

I already looked into Violet.

She's the queen of the black market.

She can get you anything
for the right price.

Hey, everyone. Sorry I'm late.

The shower in the gym just
took forever to get hot.

Has it always been like that?

What is the point of coming in early

if the shower's gonna make you late?

- Ahem.
- Yeah, let's get started.

We're here to talk about

the security breach the other day.

What do you want?

Just your access to the FBI servers.

Download's almost finished.

So, Edgar, why don't you...

you know, in your own words.

Uh, sorry, perhaps there's
been a misunderstanding.

Is the CIA really expected
to sit here quietly nodding

while the FBI conducts

an interrogation of their own agent?

Clearly, there has been
a misunderstanding,

because this is a debrief
and not an interrogation.

Edgar Reade isn't an agent,

he's an assistant director of the FBI.

We're aware of his title.

Tasha Zapata couldn't have
stolen 50 secret files

from the FBI server without his
hardwired personal access.

Let's take a quick recess.

This is a waste of our time.

So... I used to be in politics,

and I make an effort to know people.

I knew everyone in this meeting

except for you.

I was expecting the
head of the CIA here,

and instead, you are.

Well, the director is very busy.

Who are you?

Sabrina Larren, I work
directly for the director.

Indirectly.

I'll be taking over for Jake Keaton

since he's... unfit for duty.

Keaton is not unfit,

he's in a medically-induced coma

because he risked his life
saving members of this team.

Keaton clearly held an
affinity for Zapata

and this team as a whole...
that's become problematic.

Luckily, that's not an
affliction I share.

I talk to Reade alone

or I expand the parameters
of my investigation

to include... well, you.

You think Reade's the
only one culpable here?

I'll give you the room.

Oh, I don't need a big,
fancy conference table.

Any old interrogation room will do.

Whatever you need.

This is Adam Booth, head engineer

at Bradley Dynamics, London office.

And based on the FBI file you stole,

I think our best shot at
infiltrating Project Arvo.

Never heard of it.

Neither had I, but Booth required

an FBI background check to work on it.

Bradley Dynamics is pouring
a fortune into it,

and I think Project Arvo
is gonna save my company.

How? You don't even know what it is.

Well...

Hank Crawford, in his infinite wisdom,

left us $40 billion in debt.

Now, all that oil pipeline,
one-world army nonsense

had us leveraged to the hilt.

So, we need a cash infusion,
and we need a big one.

Or a government bailout.

Well, you're joking, but
that's precisely the plan.

Bradley Dynamics is our main competition

in an upcoming defense contract

worth billions.

But if we can make Project Arvo

an abject failure and publicly
disgrace Bradley Dynamics...

HCI Global swoops in and takes the win.

What exactly do you need me to do?

Go to London, find out
about Project Arvo.

Have some fun.

Consider it done.

What do you got?

New York Congressman Justin Trimble

was murdered this morning.

It hasn't been reported yet,

but the preliminary crime scene photos

triggered the tattoo database.

It appears that before
he died, he wrote this

in his own blood. "GPA"?

But I thought we already
unlocked this tattoo.

- It was the flag one, right?
- We did.

- Uh, I did.
- Uh, not a competition.

Funny how you only say
that when I'm winning.

Anyhoo, let's take a
look at Old Glory here.

The fourth star, red,
second star, white,

49th star, blue.

That's Georgia,
Pennsylvania, and Alaska.

Add that to the first
letter indicator on the flagstaff,

and we get GPA.

But connections to those
letters are multiple...

about 52 million results
per .52 seconds,

- so effectively meaningless.
- Until now.

With this new political
angle, we are confident

that the tattoo is pointing to.

Growth and Prosperity for America.

- The lobbying group.
- No, the lobbying group.

GPA is the largest outside spender

in federal elections
and state initiatives.

Last year in New York alone,
they gave $13 million

to individual congressional candidates.

Here's the kicker... you'll never guess

who one of those candidates was.

Matthew Weitz.

Of course I took money from GPA.

That's how politics works!

Yeah, so what was the money for?

Winning. Lobbyists give money,

politicians vote for
things lobbyists want.

Or, in my case, my own
independent ideals

which happened to line up
with what lobbyists want.

What do you know about
Congressman Justin Trimble?

- Why?
- His name came up

in connection with the
tattoo case involving GPA.

Well, I don't him that well.
What's the connection?

He was murdered in his
home this morning.

Wrote "GPA" in his own blood.

I'm sorry to hear that.

So, you don't know anything

that could help us with this case?

Not that I'm aware of.

When was the last time
you spoke to Justin?

Months. Years. I don't recall.

Now, if this interrogation is over,

I'm gonna check on Reade's.

Excuse me.

Weitz is lying.

Justin texted him yesterday.

- Are you sure?
- 100%.

I dug into the deleted
data on Justin's phone.

He was using a texting
app called "TextandFly."

It's basically
Snapchat for messaging.

You send a text, it deletes,

and it doesn't save to your phone.

So, I called a friend at
TextandFly Headquarters

in Silicon Valley.

Humble brag.

No, that's a brag-brag. I know people.

And I recovered Justin's
texts from their servers.

See, they say they don't
keep them, but they do.

You really gotta read the privacy
policies very carefully.

What did Justin's text say?

"Need to meet. ASAP."

Did Weitz reply?

Sort of. He liked the text,

and then Justin texted again.

"8:30, Soho." Weitz also liked that one.

He's a very efficient communicator.

Where in Soho?

Not Soho, the neighborhood.
The Soho House in Brooklyn.

Justin checked into
the members-only club

last night with an unnamed plus-one.

Weitz.

He could have been the last
person to see Justin alive.

Why is he lying? Why is he saying

- he hasn't seen him in years?
- You don't think that...

Yes, I do. It seems like
the director of the FBI

is trying to cover up a murder.

This is unreal.

First we're digging into Hirst.
And now Weitz?

How deep do we think
Weitz's connection goes

to the congressman's murder?

I mean, do you really think
he's capable of killing a guy?

No. He showed up early for work today,

so given the timeline, he
couldn't have done that.

But he's definitely hiding something.

Okay, so just on a scale of one to ten,

how close are we to
building a secret SIOC

in your apartment... like a five?

Even if he didn't kill Justin,

it doesn't mean he didn't order the hit,

and it doesn't mean he isn't
part of a larger conspiracy.

I'm hearing, like, six, seven.
When we get to eight, nine,

let me know, I'll start
building the shadow lab.

I should probably give back
the keys to your apartment.

No.

Jane and I will head to the
crime scene, see if we can find

any connections that
NYPD might have missed.

Okay, we'll dig into GPA

and, obviously, make sure none
of this gets back to Weitz.

Is it possible she was the masked woman

- from the break-in?
- Yes, it's possible.

Like I said, she was wearing a mask.

This is Claudia Murphy.

My intel suggests she
was the other woman

in your apartment.

My intel also suggests
that Claudia is MI6.

My contacts at MI6 are suggesting

that Claudia is missing, presumed dead.

And what are you suggesting?

I guess I'm just curious
what you think of that.

How you think that might have happened.

Well, if Claudia is dead,

it might be because she
pointed her pistol at Zapata.

That's not something
you can do to Zapata

without consequence.

Well, that certainly changes things.

How so?

Well, when this manhunt started,

Zapata was simply an
embarrassment to the agency.

But now, she could be out
there killing MI6 agents?

That can't happen.

We have to bring her in now.

That's what we've been trying to do.

Dead or alive.

Is that gonna be a problem for you?

I only ask because you
and Zapata have...

a history.

Had history.

And no, it's not a problem.

I don't like this Weitz thing.

Yeah, me neither. I've
never trusted him.

No, that's not what... I'm
saying I don't buy it.

Okay, look, I mean, he
stuck his neck out for us

with the NYPD, with the whole
bomb in the train thing.

Just devil's advocate, tell
me one nefarious thing

that we actually know that he's done.

Uh, he lied to us about
talking to Justin.

Did he, though? I mean,
technically, they were texting,

which is not a verbal communication.

Ergo, that's not talking.

- Not if they spoke at the Soho House.
- Yeah, but how do we know they did?

What if he just showed up there

and just listened the whole time?

How do we know he was even there?

We don't. I mean, technically,

is liking a text even texting?

He just clicked like. Devil's advocate.

I'm not gonna argue semantics with you.

Weitz said that he didn't
know Justin very well,

and he downplayed his connection to GPA.

Yet, here is a picture
of Justin and Weitz

celebrating at a GPA lobbying event,

because GPA funded their
campaigns, bigly!

Yeah, but that's just the way
politics works in this country.

Look, I know that the
role of FBI Director

has been a little "Defense
Against the Dark Arts"

around here lately,
but it makes no sense

for Weitz to be working against us.

That's career suicide, and
Weitz loves his career.

I'm just saying... devil's advocate.

I don't know that's he done
anything remotely suspicious.

Uh, Weitz just pushed
all of his meetings,

and a driver is outside to pick him up.

Sure, that's a little suspicious, yeah.

Okay.

That was Rich and Patterson.

Weitz is on the move.

They tracking him?

Yeah, they are.

Did you find anything?

This place is pretty trashed.

Justin's killer is definitely
looking for something.

What?

Nothing.

Whatever Weitz was into,

his biggest mistake was lying about it.

How do you figure?

The worst part isn't getting caught.

It's waiting to be caught.

We're just looking into
him 'cause he was lying.

So whatever secrets he's hiding,

they make him a suspect.

Well, he's allowed to have secrets.

People don't have to tell
everything to everyone.

No.

But when they don't,

and we know something's wrong...

...it's kinda hard not
to imagine the worst.

He should have trusted us
and told us the truth.

Hey, this fuse box has
a switch labeled 4.0.

As in Grade Point Average.

GPA. That can't be a coincidence.

"Yes" on
8818, or we release the tapes.

Do you want the world to know
what kind of man you really are?

It's a blackmail scheme.

Justin was being leveraged,

so he started recording
his phone conversations.

Think about it, Justin...
your career over,

your family destroyed, for what?

All we're asking for is loyalty.

I've been loyal
to GPA for years.

I voted "yes" on 1020, 846, 6414, 8221,

9871, just like GPA asked.

He's trying to get confirmation
that GPA's behind this,

but he's pushing too hard.

Why did you say that, Justin?

Don't answer that,
Justin, don't you dare.

You think I don't
know what's going on?

I could have told anyone

who GPA really is at any time.

Are you recording
this conversation?

Say no. Justin, say no!

- Rich! You know how this ends.
- Okay.

No, of course not.
You think I'm crazy?

Refusing to vote our way is crazy.

Recording this conversation
is a death wish,

for you and the others.

Well, I guess we know
why they killed him.

The voice mentioned others. What others?

More congresspeople?
More whistleblowers?

We better find out fast.

If we don't, a whole lot
of people are gonna die.

GPA's motive makes sense.

Kill a whistleblower to avoid exposure.

Only question is, other than Justin,

who else is being leveraged?

Yeah, and who's
the GPA's next target?

I say that we follow the
money and the votes.

I've got the congressional bills

Justin mentioned in his recordings.

And I've got a list of all
the reps who voted "yes"

on each of them. It is a long list.

Spoiler alert... GPA
basically runs Congress.

Well, not when we're done with 'em.

Weitz just arrived at his destination.

- It's house in Westchester.
- He really made good time.

Usually traffic up there is killer.

- Bad choice of words, I'm sorry.
- Whose house?

Frank Davenport, congressman
of New York's 17th District.

Yeah, Davenport's on our list.

He is third in line for
the Speaker of the House

and a major recipient of GPA funding.

What in the hell is Weitz doing?

We need to talk about GPA.

You can't be here right now, Matthew.

I can, and I am.

I'm in the middle of a meeting.

I have people upstairs in my office.

And I'm the director of the FBI, Frank.

Don't forget who got you that job.

And that's why I came alone,

as a courtesy for old-time's sake.

Justin Trimble reached
out to me yesterday,

said he had some interesting
things to say about GPA...

that they were blackmailing him

and that he wasn't the only one.

When I asked him for
proof, he showed up dead.

GPA is your biggest donor, Frank.

It is a matter of public record

that you and Justin
voted exactly the same

on every bill GPA supported.

So... are you compromised?

You need to leave this alone.

You don't know who you're dealing with.

Well, who am I dealing with?

Matthew, please, let it go.

If you keep looking into GPA,
it could be bad for you, too.

Bad like it was for Justin?

Think about this.

Now, GPA has something on everyone.

So, for my sake and your sake...

let it go.

Are you asking me to bury this, Frank?

I'm asking you to be a friend.

- Hey, I think we got something.
- Yeah, us too.

- You wanna go first?
- No, you guys go.

Oh, we always go first.
You seem so excited.

Someone go first.

This whole conspiracy is about China.

- That's exactly what we had.
- Oh yeah, sure, likely story.

- We should have gone first.
- Look, can we just have a look

- at the flag tattoo again?
- Oh, yeah, okay.

See that outline?

That is the same shape
as the Yangtze River.

Roman was telling us

our country has been
infiltrated by China.

- I can't believe we missed this.
- Hey, don't blame yourself.

I'm not. I'm blaming both of us.

What did you have?

Ours is a little less visual,
a little less obvious.

These bills are incredibly dense,

and China's involvement with GPA

is buried in shell companies.

Basically, GPA is trying to strip away

sanctions on China and protections

against Chinese tech companies
entering the U.S. marketplace.

This whole thing is about 5G technology.

Why is that a big deal?

5G is basically the new space race.

It's actually like more an arms race.

Imagine if Japan had the
A-bomb before we did.

Except the weapon is the Internet

and everybody's cell phones.

It sounds a little goofy
when you say it like that.

Okay, look, it cannot all be armed nukes

falling out of airplanes, all right?

This is an ongoing insidious threat.

China will own us.

They already own us.

They own GPA, and GPA owns Congress.

What is Weitz's connection to all this?

Stop what you're doing right now!

Are you kidding me?

I've been defending you all day.
You're shutting us down?

I'm... wait, what are
you doing right now?

Solving the murder of your friend Justin

and uncovering a political conspiracy

of international magnitude.

- What are you doing right now?
- Oh, um...

Okay, there's been a misunderstanding.

I thought you guy... I'm
working on the same case.

So, that's why you went
to see Frank Davenport?

Uh... don't love that you tracked me,

but we have bigger fish to fry.

GPA has been bribing congresspeople,

and I think they killed Justin.

I looked into their voting history.

I think China's behind it.

We know.

Well, that's deflating.

I drove to Westchester for nothing?

Let's go back. I want
to clarify something.

You're sure Claudia said "JB"?

- We have two hours.
- Or what?

Or JB goes ahead without us.

- Yes.
- Any idea who JB is?

Yeah, we have some leads.

Uh, James Bond, Jack Bauer,

Justin Bieber, Jim Beam, Jim Brown.

A little premature to be making jokes.

Look, I told you.

I got knocked out and I came to

before Zapata and Claudia could realize,

so I played possum.

I heard Claudia say, "or
JB will go without us."

That's all I heard. Next thing you know,

they're waking me up with ammonia.

And that's when you gave
Zapata the password

to your computer.

Am I a suspect?

Because this little chat is
taking a very long time.

Were you hacked? Were you tortured?

Did they put a gun to your head?

Look, I wanna know how she
got into your computer,

and I'm having a hard time

reconciling everyone's motivations.

If you don't want your
girlfriend's brains on you,

you'll give me that code.

I mean... you can be honest, Edgar.

It's not a crime to have feelings

for a former teammate.

We live in a gray world.

No.

There wasn't a gun on me.

Claudia pointed her gun at Zapata...

I didn't want anyone to die,

so I just gave Zapata my password.

Thank you.

In the end, it's our
honesty that protects us.

So, you think Frank Davenport
is being blackmailed too?

He basically admitted it.

- So, why'd you lie to us?
- 'Cause he's my friend,

and I thought he was in trouble.

Oh, what, you four Mouseketeers

never lied to protect a friend?

Why didn't you
just bring him in,

put a detail on him?

There was too much that could go wrong.

Frank was in danger just
from me being there.

Justin was killed for meeting with me.

Justin was killed because he
slipped up on getting proof.

He pushed the blackmailers
too hard and too soon.

Because I asked him to.
He didn't wanna do it.

Justin and another
congresswoman from New York,

they wanted to come
clean, but I told them

I couldn't investigate without evidence.

Whoa, back it up.

There's no case without a tape.

W-what do you mean, other congresswoman?

I don't know. Justin
never told me her name.

He was trying to protect her.

Oh, I... I get it.

Congresswoman, right, right.

There's 27 congressional
seats in New York,

nine are held by woman.

Two of those women are major
recipients of GPA money.

Right there. Elaine Bell, boom.

Look, her voting history matches.

Davenport's and Trimble's exactly.

Okay, I am now deeply ensconced
in Elaine Bell's personal life.

Hang on... she booked a
vacation earlier today.

Yeah, but she only booked
three tickets to Florida.

She's flying to DC tonight

'cause she has a meeting there tomorrow.

- Who with?
- It doesn't specify.

It just says "Budget meeting",

House subcommittee on
fisheries and forests."

That's congressional code, that means
closed-door, keep-it-quiet stuff.

- She is gonna blow the whistle.
- Justin's dead,

- and she knows her life is in danger.
- Send me her address.

I'm sending a protective
detail there now.

Delivery for Ms. Bell?

Elaine's in critical condition.
She's in surgery now.

What is this? I told you to come up
with a list of potential targets.

- That's it.
- But there's 100 names up there!

These are the Reps that are taking
legitimate donations from GPA,

ranked from highest amount to lowest.

Any of 'em could be
potential whistleblowers

that want to expose GPA.

We gotta narrow it down.
Lives are in danger, people.

Well, we got Justin
Trimble near the top,

Elaine Bell near the bottom, and
Davenport right in the middle.

It is impossible to tell who's
being blackmailed and who isn't,

- which is likely the point.
- We're out of time.

I mean, we can't just keep
investigating under the radar.

I just email blasted every
field office in the country

and told them to bring in
every name on this list

into protective custody immediately.

Sick.

Jane and I will head to the hospital.

Elaine'll be out of surgery soon.

She could possibly ID the shooter.

Maybe she'll know who's
pulling the strings

for the Chinese inside GPA.

I'm out.

Hey!

- Hey.
- What'd I miss?

Fill you in in the car. We're
going to get Davenport.

- Who?
- My old mentor.

I'm bringing him in.

- We arresting him?
- No. Protective custody.

Hopefully, I'll get him to talk to us
before a long car ride changes his mind.

I can't believe I'm driving to
Westchester twice in one day.

Um, I need a word.

I'm... I'm in a hurr... I'm go...

Assistant Director Reade
is unfit for duty.

He essentially handed Zapata
the keys to the castle.

- Can you prove it?
- He admitted it.

I'm recommending immediate termination
followed by a formal investigation

into any and all criminal actions.

Fine. Get the ball rolling
on the paperwork.

I'll make it official
by the end of the day.

- Am I good?
- Yeah. You're good.

Adam Booth.

Head engineer on a top
secret government program.

You should really get a
better security system.

Who the hell are you?

I'm the woman that's
sitting next to your wife.

She's really very easy to get to.

Call the cops, she's dead.

Tell anyone I was here... she's dead.

What did you say?

What do... What do you want?

Pictures. Of every document your
company has on Project Arvo.

- I can't do that.
- You think my guy's good with a camera?

You should see what he can
do with a sniper rifle.

Listen, I don't care about my job.

I don't like my job, really.

I'll do anything you want, all right?

Take the pictures. I can't do that!

We're not allowed cameras
inside Bradley Dynamics.

We're not even allowed to
have mobile phones, you know,

let alone anywhere near Project Arvo.
Please.

All right, relax.

- What... what is this?
- It's a camera.

But it looks and feels like a tie clip.

Just press a corner, and it snaps photos

- of whatever it's pointing at.
- What if they find it?

Well, then you lose your
job and we kill your wife,

so make sure they don't find it.

Now, pull yourself together.

You can do this.

You're in danger, Congressman.

Justin Trimble's dead.

Elaine Bell's fighting
for her life right now.

Protective custody won't keep the dirt

the GPA has on me from coming out.

What do the Chinese have on you?

I had an affair.

Oh. I mean, okay.

That's it? Affairs don't
even turn the dial.

After one news cycle,
nobody's even gonna care.

You don't understand.

She was underage.

I met her at a GPA lobbying event.

I gave my keynote speech, and I...

I got carried away with my celebrating.

Look, I had no idea how old she was.

It was a... it was a big mistake,

and, yeah... I've been
trying to keep it quiet.

By committing treason and
selling the country out?

Okay, okay, okay.

I'm not saying you didn't
do a lot of things wrong.

Like, so much. But knowing
what we know about the GPA,

it's possible the girl was a plant.

You think he was set up?

What's an underage girl
doing at a lobbying event?

She can't vote.

How'd they know that
Frank slept with her?

How'd they know she was underage?

They had a camera in my room.

Eh... Okay. Well, that's...

Politically speaking, there
is no coming back from that.

Look, we take you in,

the Chinese are gonna know about it.

I can't promise you that the
tape's not gonna come out,

but what I can promise
you is protection.

For you and your family,
the girl and her family.

But we gotta go right now, buddy.

If you don't come with us voluntarily,
we'll just do it the other way.

Okay.

- I'll go secure my office.
- What? No!

I have sensitive paperwork in my office,

if you don't mind.

Okay. It's okay. Two minutes.

That guy's your mentor? He's a scumbag.

I'm sorry, do you think I approve
of him sleeping with underage girls

and working with China?

I'm trying to keep him talking.

But I love the whole bad
cop thing you're doing.

Do more of that. It's really
getting him to warm to me.

Hey, you think we should be leaving him
along right now, knowing what we know?

- He might, you know...
- Right, yup.

That's a good point. I'm on it.

The FBI's here.

I need them taken care of... now.

How we doin' in here?

Elaine's room's just up here.

Remember this place?

It's the same hospital I brought
my dad for all of his treatments.

Hmm.

If you could turn back time
and make a different choice,

would you still want to know
the truth about your father,

knowing how much pain
it could cause you?

Yeah. I'd always choose the truth.

Even if it meant wrecking
all the good times?

They're already wrecked.
It was all lies.

There's a nurse going
into Elaine's room.

Maybe she's awake. You
notice those gloves, Jane?

They're black.

All the other nurses have blue ones on.

Excuse me. Sir?

FBI.

No!

Oh, my God!

Hey, were you able to get

anything off that burner phone

that Weller and Jane got
from the male nurse hitman?

"Nurse hitman" is fine.

And, yes, I did find something.

I used the phone's serial
number to trace it back

to a convenience store in
Queens where it was purchased

- in a block of five phones.
- Wait a second.

These serial numbers are sequential.

These nincompoops just grabbed
five phones off the same shelf?

Well, if they did, we can
trace the other phones,

and if we find them,
we find more hitmen.

Bingo.

Westchester County.

That's where Davenport's house is.

Hey, Patterson, what's up?

Get back! Get back!

Aren't you gonna draw your
weapon and help your partner?

I don't carry a gun.

Regroup! Regroup!

That's my tie.

What?

Yeah... I lent you this tie.
God, this was a good night.

You really wanna reminisce
about that now?

You die how you want. I'm
gonna die how I want.

I could use a happy memory right now.

What was this? This was the, um...

This was your GPA keynote, right?

Oh, you remember, you remember.

You were flying in from Detroit,
and your flight got canceled

'cause of a snowstorm or something.

Then the airline lost your
luggage so you showed up, like,

one second before your speech, and
you didn't have anything to wear.

See, I remember because...
I never got that tie back.

Well, you know what? I'll
buy you another tie.

There's just, tsk, one more thing.

That was the only keynote you
ever gave at a GPA event,

and the blackmailers couldn't have known

that you took an underage girl
up to your hotel room that night

because you didn't stay
at a hotel that night.

You flew out right after your speech,

and that's why I never got my tie back.

You lied, Frank.

You're not the victim here.

You're the one who's behind it.

You always were just a little
too smart for politics.

I didn't wanna do it!

Uhh!

Dear God, that was close!

Sorry. I ran out of bullets.

That was Reade.
Davenport's under arrest.

And spilling the beans on the
whole Chinese operation, so...

we can stand down, head
back to the office.

I think I'm gonna go home.

I'm just not feeling so
hot all of a sudden.

You want to see a doctor here?

No. I think I just need to lie down.

Jane... whatever you're into,

we can handle it together.

You don't have to shut me out.
I'm already in it.

- Kurt, I...
- Jane...

You always try to run
from your problems.

This time, why don't
you try running to me?

I've been looking for a
cure for what's killing me,

and I didn't want to get your hopes up,

but I think I found something.

Someone who trades medicine
on the black market.

And there's a shot it'll actually work.

I can't believe this. So
you've been out there

trying to find cures that are illegal?

See, that... that is why
I didn't wanna tell you.

Look, Jane, I...

I want in.

What?

Whatever this is,

if it's gonna save your life,

I want in.

I'm sorry, I-I just thought
that you wouldn't underst...

Hey...

Go home and rest.

We'll talk about it later.

Took you long enough.

Did you get the pictures?

Yes. Every document I could
access on Project Arvo.

Wish I could take your word for
it, but I have trust issues.

Nice work. I knew you could do it.

Hey!

What about my wife?

Don't do anything stupid for
a year and she'll be safe.

I've updated your your security system.

I've got your whole house
under surveillance.

Your whole life, really.

Wha...

Just leave us alone, please.

I hope I can. But try and get smart

or do anything weird,
and I'll know about it,

and you don't want that.

You're just a regular guy, Adam.

I do this for a living.

- I'm sorry.
- Don't be. You did great.

No, no, I'm sorry...

for whatever happened to
you to make you like this.

It must be very lonely
being so good at it.

Did you solve our problem?

No. I told you,

the code-cracker can't work any faster.

There's no way to get you out
of that blacksite alive.

Is this a game to you, Violet?

Do you think we're friends?

I am paying you to do a job.

If you can't do it, what good are you?

No one can do this job!

Trust me, I blue-skied every
break-out scenario imaginable,

from the simplest to the most insane.

None of them work. See?

What about that one?

That one? That was a joke.

It could work, but it's too dangerous.

- Why?
- Because it would send the entire city

into mass panic.

Perfect. Let's get started.

Hold on. I was under the impression
this was a stealth operation.

Not anymore. Clean this place up.

We're almost set.

- How was London?
- Successful.

Project Arvo is a state-of-the-art
aeronautics system,

but it's not for the military.

It looks like it's for
a commercial airliner.

Very interesting.

The question is, why
would Bradley Dynamics

pump this kind of money
into a passenger plane?

Who cares what it's for?

We need to stop them from
getting the next contract.

- And now we can.
- Yeah, but you're never

- gonna beat them to market on this.
- Oh, no, no, no, no.

Let them launch their
fancy new jetliner...

and watch the world's
faces when it crashes.

You're gonna crash a plane?

No. You are.

I would say an airplane that doesn't fly

is a pretty abject failure.

Can you think of a better
way to sink our rivals?

- Works for me.
- I should say so.

You've inspired it.

Crashing planes is a page
right out of your playbook.

Glad I could help.

The Chinese threat has been neutralized.

Growth and Prosperity for
America has been disbanded.

Major arrests, more indictments coming.

And most likely Frank Davenport will be

spending the rest of
his life behind bars.

And I personally am seeing to it

that politicians I trust
from both sides of the aisle

are putting forth new bills

to undo all the damage that's been done.

Didn't you trust most of the politicians

who were compromised in the first place?

That's... yep! Good point.

That last thing will probably be more of

an executive order situation.

In any case, I understand

why you didn't bring me into
your initial investigation.

I'm a little offended
that you guys thought

I could have been part
of a political blackmail

and murder conspiracy,
but I am not bitter.

I will not lash out and be petty.

We are a team now.

And it's important that
you guys never feel

like I'm playing against you.

To be fair, you were

playing against us for a very long time.

We have a long and complicated history.

It's... it's like when
LeBron joined the Lakers.

LeBron used to dunk all over the Lakers.

But now, he's one of them.

And they love him.

And together, they're gonna
go on to do great things

because of LeBron.

I'm LeBron.

You're LeBron?

Yeah, I'm Le... Yeah, I'm LeBron.

What do... what was that? I...
Who else is LeBron?

- Patterson.
- Yeah.

Okay, no, no, no. Patterson, you...

You're great, but you've
been here the whole time.

Patterson didn't just come to the team.

Oh, you're the coach?
You're like a rookie coach.

Stop! Reade is the coach.

You're the banger down low,
you hit it from outside,

you're the new draft
pick, and I'm LeBron.

And we're comin' together
with hard work and trust

and stick-to-it-iveness
and loyalty as a team.

That said, I need to have
a word with you alone.

Bring your playbook.

- Have a seat.
- No thanks.

I have a feeling this will be quick.

You're off the task force.

And you're being removed
as Assistant Director.

You'll also be investigated
for your criminal actions.

What happened to "our
honesty protects us"?

I lied.

You're CIA, you can't even fire me.

But I can... effective immediately.

You literally just said...

This isn't right, Weitz.
I saved your life today.

And I appreciate that!

I'm very glad I didn't fire you earlier.

Things could have turned out
very differently for me.

But it's clear that you
can't be objective

when it comes to Zapata.

And with the CIA moving towards
a dead-or-alive resolution,

I just can't trust you to do
what may need to be done.

Okay.

You know what? She's a wolf.

But you... you're a snake.

I'm sorry, I-I just thought
that you wouldn't...

Hey...

Go home and rest.

We'll talk about it later.

What were you doing in here, Jane?

Gotta say I didn't love your exit line.

- My what?
- You know,

put the badge on the table and go like,

"You're a snake."

I don't know, it was kind of a...

I was expecting a little bit
more from you, I guess.

You're only fired on paper, by the way.

Here's your gun back.

If we're going after Zapata,

I need Larren and the CIA to
think that we dropped it.

You mean all that stuff
you said about me

being emotionally compromised
and unreliable...

Plausible deniability.

A little smokescreen
to buy us some time.

Time for what?

Larren is gunning for Zapata now,

which means we only have a couple
days to get in front of it

and bring this whole mess to a close.

"We"? As in me and you?

Yeah... I don't know when it happened,

but I got a real affinity for this team.

Kinda snuck up on me.

And I'm taking the Zapata
betrayal very personally.

Perhaps... the most personally.

Oh, I seriously doubt that.

Also, I'm being really good
at reading between the lines,

and when the CIA says they
wanna bring Zapata in

"dead or alive"...

there's a real good chance
they just mean "dead."

So what do you got to eat?

I'm vegan right now. But like...

also, not really.

What in the hell are you
thinking calling this number?

I'm sorry, I didn't
know what else to do.

Some guy was snooping
around the warehouse.

- Who?
- I don't know.

But he had "Fed" written all over him.

We're burned. We need to go dark... now.

I'll send you coordinates.
Wait for me there!

You feeling better?

Yeah.

I'm gonna... go to the gym.

I just went to the warehouse.

I put a tracker on you, Jane.

You're spying on me.

You've been lying to me.

Your friend Violet...

she just tried to kill me.

What?

God.

Kurt... are you okay?

No... I'm not.

What the hell is going on, Jane?

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