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[gentle piano music playing]

That's impossible.

-I mourned you.
-And I missed you.

Luke looks like
he's seen a ghost.

[computer beeps]

Greta Nelso, East German spy,

presumed dead after her car plunged
into the Spree River in 1989.

That's Greta Nelso?

-You know her?
-I knew of her.

I thought you drowned.

Well, that's what I wanted
the Stasi to think, lover.

Lover?

[phone ringing]

Seriously, Dad?

So this is your daughter.

I should have known. She...
she has your intensity.

What exactly is going on here?

[Greta] Simple. You came looking for
Theodore Chips, and he works for me.

You're Dante Cress?

Of course not. I'm a professional
who loves money, and Cress has a lot.

Never met the man. No idea who he is,
but his money's good, so he is my boss.

Yeah, not for long.

[Greta tuts] Chips
has his eye on you.

Rooftop across the street.

[dramatic music playing]

Damn it.

[Greta] I give you my word,

nothing will happen to her
as long as she takes a seat,

while you and I have
a chat in my room.

I'm good. Don't worry about me.

[Greta] Chips, keep
her downstairs.

And if anyone suspicious
comes by the hotel, shoot her.

[Chips] Copy that.
Romeo Tango Foxtrot.

That doesn't mean anything.

[Chips] Whiskey Alpha.

That doesn't mean
anything either.

My number two is a few
rounds shy of a full mag.

Mine still plays with dolls.

No, I don't. That would
lower their value.

[elevator dings]

I...

I think it's better if our
little talk... [chomps]

...is private.

Shall we?

How is it the only one that's gotten laid
in four months is getting more action?

[crackling]

["Tango Flamenco"
by Armik playing]

Shall we?

You have my daughter
at gunpoint.

Then I suggest you lead.

You're still so handsome, Luke.

[Luke] And you are
as reckless as ever.

We've always worked on opposite
sides, but you've never been evil.

You ever have to
fake your death?

Live in the shadows?

Always looking
over your shoulder?

-That's been my life for decades.
-[button bouncing]

So when I found a quarter billion
dollars in my bank account

and encrypted instructions
to simply flip a light switch

to earn another
quarter billion...

I took the gig.

[music ends]

[gentle piano music playing]

[patrons chatting indistinctly]

[elevator dings]

[sighs]

[Chips] Hello, sweetie pie.

Garfield?

His name is Clancy.

This is Garfield.

-No.
-[Emma] Yes.

-[Chips] No.
-He's a super popular cartoon character.

There's a balloon of him at
the Thanksgiving Day Parade.

No, no, no, no.
I... I made him up.

Anyway, I'm quite glad to
be talking to you again.

Honestly, I haven't stopped thinking
about you since our last conversation.

Conversation? We tried
to kill each other.

I love your directness.

It's one of the things that
makes me crazy about you.

You are crazy.

[Chips] Oh, look at us. What
a delightful banter we have.

Which needs to stop right now.

I don't wanna talk to someone who
has a laser pointed at my chest.

[Chips] No, no, you're quite
right. No more talking.

♪ I can only give you love ♪

♪ That lasts forever ♪

♪ And a promise to be there
Each time you call... ♪

Just shoot me.

♪ And the only heart I own ♪

♪ Is yours and yours alone ♪

♪ That's all ♪

♪ That's all... ♪

Are you joking?

♪ I can only give you Country
walks in springtime... ♪

Now we both know that you're being paid
for more than just flipping a switch.

["Tango Flamenco" continues]

Please, Greta, we have a past.

It was very important to me.

The Greta I knew would have
never worked for Dante Cress.

Things change.

You still got it.

[Greta chuckles]

That's enough
business talk for now.

I got you something.

Your plan ends here.

Plan A does, but I'll
come up with a plan B.

-You didn't stop me.
-[helicopter blades whirring]

Just delayed me.

There's no way that you're
gonna walk out of here.

I wasn't planning to.

Till I see you again, mon amour.

Right, well, must be off.

It's been rather wonderful.

Enchanté, ma chérie.

[helicopter hovering]

Where is she?

[light rock music playing]

Uh, this is not what
you think it is.

Really?

Then why isn't she
wearing any panties?

[record scratching]

[music ends]

[men speaking indistinctly]

[in Bengali] We're closed.

[Aldon in Bengali] We're
not customers, Bashir.

[in English] I don't
keep much money.

[in English] Why? Dante
Cress doesn't pay well?

Your detonator.

I don't know what that is.

Well, do you know what this is?

It's a Kolkata clock tower
I got at a souvenir shop.

-Sharp little tippy tip on the top here.
-[dramatic music playing]

You made that
detonator for Cress.

So tell us how to find him, or
I start spearfishing boogers.

I cannot! I cannot
tell you anything!

[screaming] Please! Please!

Dante Cress already killed
someone I love! He'll do it again!

[Bashir screaming, panting]

What did he do to you?

Years ago, when he
first came to me...

I made a mistake on a
spring-trap bomb he ordered.

It malfunctioned.

He sent men to my home.

They took my four
children in the yard,

covered them in gasoline...

and gave me a match.

[breathing shakily]

They told me to choose one

or lose all. [whimpers]

What did you do?

I chose.

[sobbing]

[guns cocking]

Shit!

-[guns firing]
-[tense music playing]

Shit! They're after Bashir! Go!

[guns firing]

[music ends]

Got him.

[tense music playing]

[gun firing]

[grunts]

[sinister music playing]

What the hell happened?

That man was about to kill
Bashir. I shot him in the back.

[Aldon] The guy we traveled
around the world to question?

He lunged for the hitman's gun.
I... I got scared and fired.

Head shot? Nice work
for an NSA analyst.

Hey, it's okay.
It's not your fault.

[sirens wailing]

We gotta go. Come on.

[music builds, ends]

[Emma] You hanging in there?

[Luke] Well, I didn't
know she was alive

and that she works for
someone like Dante Cress.

-Were you ever gonna tell me about her?
-Well, I thought she was dead.

I didn't know you wanted to know
everything about my love life

at the time I was your age.

I don't. I'm just
saying that I think...

I can't believe you had a romance with
a spy at the height of the Cold War.

It was at the end
of the Cold War.

And it was actually the
relationship that helped end it.

Oh, and here I thought it was the
economic collapse of the Soviet Union.

Well, two things could
be true at the same time.

Hey, what are you doing?

We have to scan this for bioagents
and explosives, and all the other...

Come on.

-Or just ignore me.
-I mean, this is not Greta's style.

She would want to look me in
the eye when she kills me.

Or when you kill her.

Or when I kill her.

Is that a pipe?

No. This is not a pipe.

Okay, Magritte, what is it then?

It's a two-way radio tuned
to a specific frequency.

[Roo] Huh.

That's how Greta and I used
to communicate in the '80s.

But you keep the
top on, you listen.

You take the top off, and you
talk into this transmitter.

[Roo] Huh.

Can we trace her with it?

No, she would never use it
long enough to track her.

Why did you have a
COVCOM with the enemy?

I needed kompromat on Gorbachev.

And Greta had it.

That blackmail actually
helped us tear down that wall.

[Roo] Hmm.

The enemy of your
enemy is your friend.

Friend with bennies.

It was a very complicated relationship,
but we never betrayed our countries.

We only found pleasure
in each other's company.

And in each other's pants.

They definitely were fucking.

[Emma] Ugh.

[electronic warble]

No bugs or trackers.

[transmitter clicks]

[playing on transmitter] ♪ Who's
that gigolo on the street? ♪

♪ With his hands in his pockets
And his crocodile feet ♪

♪ Hanging off the curb
Looking all disturbed ♪

♪ At the boys from home,
They all came running ♪

-♪ They were making noise... ♪
-[Greta] Took you long enough, Luke.

Remember our song?

How we'd dance?

Cat got your tongue?

I hope not. I may
need it in the future.

-Oh God.
-Gross.

[Greta] But I'm warning you,

you come between me and my work,

and our dance will
have been our last.

Sweet dreams, my Liebling.

[song ends]

[Tally] I can't
believe Greta is alive.

You told me she was dead.

Well, I thought she was dead.

And that you loved her once.

But it was way before you.

I mean, you have
nothing to worry about.

[Donnie] Except for the
hot former girlfriend

who's back in your life
after years of being apart.

And I can attest that having
a spy enter your relationship

does not always work out
so well. Right, Carter?

We're not friends, man.
We just live together.

Whatevs.

Oh my God.

What you doin' with
that hat, buddy?

Inventing shit.

Mrs. B., Luke was forced
to go into that hotel room.

Forced to dance, and...

It all happened at knife point.

-A knife didn't make that.
-All of this happened... against my will.

And I'm sure you
hated every minute.

[in Italian] He must
think I'm an idiot.

Okay, are you guys breaking up or what?
Franklin & Bash is about to start.

[soft rock music playing]

[sighing] Okay.

[music fades]

-[Emma] So, what's Greta's next move?
-Yeah, right.

Um. [clears throat]

She won't hit the Beaumont
Lake power plant again.

They, uh, they shut
down the retrofit,

so it isn't a viable
target for her anymore.

Well, she will find another way to
attack the power grid, trust me.

-She's very smart.
-Yeah, but she's not an engineer.

And the US electrical
grid is a labyrinth.

She'd need an expert to
navigate what to target next.

And with Dante Cress footing the
bill, she'll pay for the best.

We need Todd Demps, former
lance corporal in the Army,

part of the Office of
the Assistant Secretary

of the Army of Installation,
Energy, and Environment.

-He was a part of what?
-Yeah, what was that?

Part of the Office of the Assistant
Secretary of the Army for...

[laughs]

Real funny. Anyway, Demps,
a disgruntled employee,

caused the Northeastern
blackout of 2003,

putting tens of millions into
darkness from Ohio to Ottawa.

I remember that story now.

He spent 12 years behind bars.

When he got out, he went to ground,
and nobody has seen him since.

But if we could track him down, he
could tell us how Greta's gonna pivot.

If anyone would know how to hit
the grid, it would be Demps.

Let's search for him.

Hey, did you retrieve
anything from the BlackBerry?

[Aldon] Tina's working on it,

but I'm not gonna lie, it
got pretty hairy out there.

What I can't figure
out is how...

How does Cress even know
that we're targeting Bashir?

The only ones that knew were
the people in this house.

-And Tina, and Reed...
-Are you getting at something?

[intriguing music playing]

I don't know yet.

[doorbell ringing]

[music fades]

Peonies for your thoughts.

I almost bought the
farm in Sardovia.

And I came this close to being sucked
into the power plant's chop-o-matic,

and after seeing
what happened to Dot,

it just got me thinking...

If my life were to end,
what would my obituary say?

"Aldon Reese died today."

"He had a thousand one-night stands
and zero meaningful relationships."

[Dr. Pfeffer] A thousand?

Oh my.

Yeah, I've had tons of sex.

Yeah.

But I've never made love.

Well, tell me more about that.

[inhales] Well,
it's kind of crazy.

When I was in that underwater
pipe facing real death...

[dramatic music playing]

...I kind of felt like it
wasn't the worst way to go out.

Because at least
it was with Emma.

Like, honestly, I
felt comfort in that.

But... [chuckles]

...I don't know,
what does that mean?

Do I love Emma?

Or is it just a
defense mechanism?

How old are you?

Thirty-two.

I have your file. I
know how old you are.

-And you're having a midlife crisis.
-I'm a little young for that.

Hmm. Not if you know math.

And if you know actuarial tables,
you're actually past midlife,

especially given your
dangerous line of work.

Getting older before achieving certain
goals, relationship or otherwise,

is a very delicate topic.

The question is, do
you really love Emma?

Or does she just check a
box off of your bucket list?

Well... [sighs]

Honestly, what I felt
in that pipe was real.

Which is a problem

because Emma said that it would be
a mistake for us to be together.

And what she meant by that was
that... that I'm a mistake.

And she's... she's right.

You know, I've never taken any
relationship seriously, so...

So why should I be
taken seriously?

Well, how do we fix that?

Well...

-Uh...
-[intriguing music playing]

I have to prove to her that I'm
more than a walking stud farm.

-Mm-hmm. Correct.
-I need to learn to love.

I need to learn to care for
something other than myself.

That's right. You need to
find an outlet for your love.

Yes, and I need that outlet
to come from my heart.

-Yes.
-And not my wiener.

Maybe you are younger
than your file says.

Oh my God, Demps is so boring.

I've watched this in double
speed, and he barely even blinks.

-Trial transcripts are...
-[phone vibrating, ringing]

...hardly riveting either.

[phone beeps]

Hey. I've got an update on the
frozen Dante Cress accounts.

You were able to
track the money?

All deposited into a
numbered Swiss bank account.

But Swiss privacy
laws are strict.

Without several signed warrants,
which could take months to obtain,

they aren't giving anything up.

But I'll keep digging.

Though none of this
would be necessary

if I didn't shoot our
best lead to Dante Cress.

It's not your fault.

The important thing
is you came home safe.

[Tina] Thanks.

And when you're finally able to come
home, I've got a little surprise for you.

I did a little shopping
at that store you like.

SuperBabe's Boudoir?

Let's just say you should get
ready to drop Thor's hammer.

[whimsical music plays]

Bye, Barry.

[intriguing music playing]

CIA STILL PURSUING CRESS. SENDING
THEM DOWN ANOTHER DIRECTION.

[Roo] This is useless.
Demps could be anywhere.

Actually, he can't just live anywhere.
He needs to be close to a pharmacy.

What's your theory?

[Dr. Pfeffer] See those
yellow spots on his eyes?

They're pingueculae,

caused by an accumulation
of glucocerebrosides.

A classic sign of
Gaucher disease,

treatment for which consists
of enzyme replacement therapy.

And if he's not going
into a hospital,

it means that he's receiving
regular IV bags for treatment,

which can't be shipped
in a hot mail truck,

or the meds are
rendered impotent.

Psychiatrists go to med school.

Okay, so Demps has to be near
a pharmacy to get his meds.

I can run a list of pharmacies where
his drugs are being prescribed.

Hey, if this works,
you get candy.

-[computer beeps]
-Sixty-eight pharmacies.

That is too many to check.

Cross-reference with
those near rural areas,

preserved land where
Demps could hide.

Down to 12 pharmacies.

Are any near a
sustainable power plant?

Like hydro, solar, geotherm,
or anything like that?

Bing, bang, boom. We're down to
one. Pulling up the sat feed now.

Looks like a compound. A few
structures in a wooded area.

-That's gotta be where Demps is hiding.
-Good work, doc.

Demps' profile shows a
modern-day Unabomber.

Paranoid personality disorder with
avoidant and antisocial tendencies.

He will not be appreciative
of anybody just dropping in.

He had a chance at his trial
to talk about his ideologies,

yet he pled the Fifth.

A sign he's given up on
ever actually being heard.

He won't trust you.

You need to catch him off guard,
and you need to make him talk.

So, what's the game plan?

Well, you got 60 acres fenced
in with one way in, one way out.

He's paranoid. He'll have
cameras around the perimeter.

-So we parachute in.
-But we gotta be careful.

Odds are high that this guy's
got weapons up the b-hole

and doesn't sound
like he plays nice.

Neither do we.

Let's go.

Keep our heads
down, stay frosty,

'cause we don't know who else
Boro sold our identities to.

-Anyone could be out there. All right?
-[Roo] All right.

Let's go. You too.

-Not bad.
-[Dr. Pfeffer chuckles]

[paper rustling]

Stay frosty.

Oh, Werther's.

[adventurous music playing]

[music fades]

So... Langley wants me
to take over for Dot.

Good. One of our own in the boss's
chair. That'll make life easier.

Well, I'm not accepting the job.

After we stop Greta, the CIA
wants me to make a recommendation.

I was considering
putting your name up.

For real?

Why not?

You're tough, you're smart, and
you were trained by the best.

What about Aldon? He's senior.

I offered Aldon years ago
a promotional position,

but I think he's still
too much into the action.

Yeah, it's a pretty
awesome dopamine hit,

but I guess I could pass that up
for a chance to boss people around.

-What about your kid?
-Emma? She's too young.

Plus, I think she has
her eye on Unit 9.

Unit 9? That's a hefty brass
ring to be reaching for.

I think she can pull it off,

as much as I think you can
pull off regional director,

but I just want you to know
you're not the only candidate.

I'm also considering
submitting Farkas.

That abacus humper?

I know he's a pain in the ass, but he
was always a great field operative.

Until his team left him in
Belarus for being annoying.

But he made it back to the United
States with $13 in his pocket.

He's very resourceful.

I saw him eat a head of
lettuce like it was an apple.

He crushes it when it
comes to accounting.

I mean, he always got us all the
funds we needed to pull off our case.

-Right?
-Mm-hmm.

[Luke] So I will consider
both of you fairly,

and I'll make the best
decision for the agency.

Well, I appreciate it, boss.

[alarm blaring]

-Coming up on Demps' compound.
-[Luke] All right. Comms in.

Gentle winds, clear skies.
Should be an easy jump.

-Security?
-[Barry] Thermal stats picked up batteries

and over 100 security cameras
along the perimeter of the fence

which means you have to drop
directly on top of the compound

to prevent Demps from spotting you.
I've already notified the pilot.

All right, the play is simple.

We land without being spotted.

We rush the house,
and we secure Demps.

-Got it?
-Aye aye, Cap.

[door alarm beeps]

-Go time.
-[Barry] Comm trackers are responding.

Reading altitude clearly.

You'll open up chutes in three,

two, and one.

[computer beeping]

-Looking good, team.
-[exhales]

[phone ringing, vibrating]

[phone beeps]

Director?

I want a sitrep, Putt.

Our team's targeting an
electrical grids expert

as we speak, sir,

with the hopes of determining
Greta's next move,

and we've also allocated resources
in defining Cress' identity.

We don't have time to play
Agatha Christie, Putt.

Just forget Cress and focus
on safeguarding the grid.

We assumed the CIA would've
great interest in who's fund...

If a gorilla's beating
my nephew with a bat,

do I care who gave
the gorilla the bat?

I'd be curious.

Do first things first,
for Christ's sake.

Copy that, sir.

[phone beeps]

Here, honey. Your heart pill.

I'm gonna need to start taking them
if this kind of stuff continues.

-[Barry] Check's in the mail?
-Puppy's in the pound.

We're coming up on the cabin.

[woodpecker pecking]

[metal clicking]

Soil doesn't usually go click.

Don't move.

[ominous music playing]

-It's a landmine.
-Damn it, that's my foot with five toes!

Don't panic. I can easily talk
someone through defusing it.

It's okay. During training, I
disarmed one in record time.

Well, it's easy to be
fast with dummy munitions.

Oh yeah? What was your time?

All right, you stay with
her. Aldon, you come with me.

We need to secure
the cabin and Demps.

If he has mines, who knows
what else he's packing.

We'll be okay.

What are you looking at her
for? I'm your best friend.

-I am on the mine.
-I'm not.

I'm just...

-[clears throat] Okay.
-Come on let's go.

It's bogus, dude. It's bogus.

Oh, Uncle Barry, I'm sending
you a photo of the mine.

[shutter clicking]

[Barry] Got the serial number,
and now the schematics.

Okay, you have to find
and open a side panel.

Should be on the opposite
side of the serial number.

[Roo exhales sharply]

Did you really break the record
defusing a mine at The Farm?

Yeah, third try.

-How did you do on the first two?
-Uh, incomplete.

How do you get
incomplete on a mine?

Oh shit!

[tense music playing]

[door unlocks]

[door creaking]

[Emma grunts]

Freaking thing won't budge.

[Roo groans]

I knew the spy gods were never
gonna let me have nice things.

Meaning?

Meaning your old man was gonna
put me up for regional director,

but now I'm gonna get my
cooter blasted out my pooter.

Really, you? Regional director?

Why is that surprising?

Just didn't figure you
for the management type.

Well, your dad does.

Okay, super.

And what do you think?

That I should focus on the mine.

Wow. You know what? I should take my
foot off this thing just to spite you.

[eerie music playing]

Bathroom is clear.

Copy bedroom.

But this is definitely
Demps' place.

Well, then he must
be in the compound.

Must've seen us come and hid.

[Aldon] Hmm.

Well, he couldn't have gone far if
he didn't take his landmine map.

[Luke] Wait a minute.

[dramatic music playing]

[Aldon] Huh.

Well, I'm guessing this is
secured with a tougher lock

than the one on the front door.

Let's search the outside.

Underground rooms
need ventilation.

[Emma grunts]

[exhales sharply] This
plate is soldered shut.

What an asshole.

Or maybe he's misunderstood.

-What?
-Just saying.

You're not always the
best judge of character.

'Cause I don't think you'd
be a good regional director?

You admit it.

What do you care what I
think? I don't have any say.

-Just tell me.
-Fine.

Sometimes you can
be unprofessional.

Eat shit. That's not true.

This vent must be
around here somewhere.

Hey, little fella.

[pig snorting]

You want this?

Hey, stop screwing around
and look for the vent.

This wood's like a hundred acres.
The vent could be anywhere.

Hey, Hundred Acre
Woods. I found Piglet.

Hey, Barry, use the
thermal imagery scan

to see if there are any low-lying
warm air streams around the property.

-'Cause if we find that, we find the vent.
-Good thinking.

I got a pick-up 15 yards west.

-Come on.
-Here you go, bud.

Here you go.

-[sinister music playing]
-[fan rattling]

Which one's the input?

This one.

I hear the fan sucking in air.

-I'm gonna smoke him out.
-Copy that.

[Luke] Emma, how goes it?

Slow but steady.
Roo's a bit testy.

'Cause you're a jerk.

How am I a jerk? I'm literally
trying to save your life.

And you're the one who called
me "Her Majesty" the other day

for using Dijon mustard.

That why you don't think
I'd be a good director?

I'm not fancy enough?

I'm the "yellow
mustard" of people?

No. I just think the job calls
for a particular mindset,

and you can be unruly at times.

You were mad at me, and you
filled my locker with pudding.

[laughs] Nice try.
That wasn't me.

Bottom line, the regional
director needs to be disciplined.

I am disciplined.

You know how long it took
me to make all that pudding?

[bird squawking]

Plate's open.

-[Barry] Let's talk which wires to cut.
-[Luke] See?

Teamwork makes the dream work.

[fan rattling]

[coughing]

[Aldon] Well, hiya, Todd.

I'm with the CIA, and I've got a few
questions about electricity for ya.

[coughs, wheezes]

[Barry] You just need to pull the
black wire near the trigger pin.

All the wires are black.

-Shut up.
-No, you shut up.

Be quiet. I hear something.

[branch breaks]

-[guns firing]
-Get down.

[tense music playing]

We got hostiles!

Get down!

These guys with you?

If they were, why would they
be shooting at my house?

[guns firing]

Everyone still breathing?

For now. How did Greta find us?

[guns firing]

[bullets whistling]

Are you using me for cover?

How many combatants are there?

Thermal camera says ten.

Make that nine.

Barry, how did you not
see these guys on thermal?

I had the landmine
schematics open on my screen.

We gotta get out of here.

Okay. Let me get my purse.

Oh wait, I'm standing on a mine!

-Where did you get the mines?
-Army surplus.

It was left over from the DMZ.

Did you hear that, Emma?

They're ancient. They
may not be operational.

Not the best option, but we might
have to take a chance and run.

Easy for you to say. It's
not your piggies at risk.

The mines might be
too old to work.

Scratch that. They work.

Aldon, Dad, I need heavy cover.

On it.

What are you doing?

If we can't take you off the mine,
then we're taking the mine with us.

As long as the pressure
plate is compressed,

it won't go off, and
we can run for cover.

You want me to run with a
mine strapped to my foot?

No, I want you to run your ass off
with a mine strapped to your foot.

[gun firing]

[groaning]

Why is this happening? I
just wanted to be left alone.

After you tried to
destroy the country?

I tried to save the country.

I caused the blackout
as a last resort

to show the government
how vulnerable we are.

I tried to warn them for
years. Nobody listened to me.

And instead of thanking
me, they threw me in jail.

What a surprise. A
convict is innocent.

Damn right I was.

I was the only person who
understood the danger,

the only one who
put it all together,

and they all ignored me.

I gave up everything.
My life, my job.

And after they locked me up,

they actually patched the grid issue
that I exploited for the blackout.

Secretary of the DOE
gets all the credit.

I get a daily hour of yard time.

[scoffs] You don't believe me?

I have proof.

[guns firing]

[moaning]

[guns firing]

After I got out, I
continued my research...

[glass shattering]

...and what I found
scared me to death.

Four energy plants
that, if all taken down,

would cause an
overload so severe

that the entire nation would
lose power irreparably.

[panting] They really
didn't fix anything.

It's like Jenga.

You keep pulling out pieces,
eventually, everything will collapse.

Then why is that report here
in the middle of the woods

instead of on someone's
desk in Washington?

For the same reason I'm in
the middle of the woods.

Everyone thinks I'm crazy.

-Todd...
-[guns firing]

...I believe you.

But we need your help.

See these guys out there
that are shooting at us?

Well, they're trying to
wipe out the entire grid.

They're gonna force
you into helping them,

so keep your head down.

We'll get you out of this, okay?

[guns firing]

-You ready?
-No!

You want me to trust my life to
some prissy Devil Wears Prada belt?

It's a tac belt.
It's a quality belt.

Okay, but if this fails, I am
gonna haunt your ass so bad.

Deal.

Here we go, guys.

Copy. Lay it down.

[adventurous music playing]

[Roo panting]

[Roo grunts]

Everyone okay?

Seeing as I have a detonation
device attached to my foot, no.

[panting] I have a fix
for that. Follow me.

[exhales sharply]

This is so undignified.

We need to evac.

It's only a matter of time before
Greta's mercs breach the cabin.

-Do you have a car?
-They're in the barn.

The barn's 50 yards away.

-They'll pick us off.
-Not if we're underground.

We use the exhaust vent.

It clears out into the
forest near the barn.

It'll take a few minutes to remove
the fan to get out of the vent.

Then get to work.

-This isn't gonna work.
-[Aldon] Don't worry, okay?

Just start slowly
sliding your foot out

as I use the belt to mimic
the pressure on the mine.

It's just like in Raiders

when Indy swaps out the bag
of sand for the gold idol.

He screwed that up!

[music fades]

You're right.

[groans]

We're running low on ammo,

but as soon as we stop shooting,
they will know that we're out.

-Then they'll come charging in here.
-How do we work around that?

[Chips] ♪ If you're wondering
What I'm asking in return, dear ♪

♪ You'll be glad to know
That my demands... ♪

What the shit is this?

Ugh, I have an idea how.

I'm gonna go and talk to Chips while
Demps finishes clearing the vent.

-But why would he talk to you?
-He's kinda into me.

Good God, who isn't into you?

And his voice really isn't that
great if you think about it.

Eyes on the prize, man!

Okay. Sorry.

Your foot's almost out, okay?

I'm gonna toss this out the
window, and it's gonna blow.

-So be ready to hit the deck, okay?
-Heave that shit!

[tense music building]

[music fades]

[Roo] Oh.

-That is a quality belt.
-[Luke] Hey.

Get downstairs, help
Demps remove the fan.

-Okay.
-Go.

[Emma] Hey. Back my play.

It's not that different from what you
did with Unit 9 in El Salvador in '96.

That was a hostage negotiation,
and I had three operatives with me.

Dad, I've got you. That's
better than three guys.

[inspirational music playing]

Okay... kiss ass.

[Emma chuckles softly]

Theo?

-Theodore, are you there?
-[Chips] Yes, my darling.

How about a ceasefire?

[Chips] A détente?
With guns down?

No, no.

Guns pointed right at each other
so no one can try anything.

Mutually assured destruction.

[Chips] Oh, I love it!

[intriguing music playing]

[Chips whistling softly]

Heavens, you are
nothing if not stunning.

So we're at a stalemate.

Not really.

I have you outmanned,
I have you outgunned.

It's just like that
Les Mis song, actually.

-Hamilton.
-Who?

The song you're thinking
of, it's from Hamilton.

-Agree to disagree.
-No, it was Hamilton.

Look at us bickering like
an old married couple.

-It just feels so right, doesn't it?
-Whatever.

We can either stay holed up in there
and pick you guys off one by...

Anyone ever told you you look
like a young Sigourney Weaver?

You have the same beautiful
eyes. Powerful and feminine.

Notice how I didn't say
"powerful, but feminine."

Man, I am on quite
the art-therapy run.

That Dr. P really
knows what he's doing.

-What... Is everything okay?
-Sorry, Carter, things are tense.

It's like Sigourney's
performance in Beaches.

-That was Barbara Hershey.
-Agree to disagree.

Let's leave this compound
and go to Europe.

-Where would we go?
-We'd go to all the best places, darling.

We'd go to Paris and Rotterdam.

-Montreal and Liechtenstein.
-That's not in Europe.

Would we go naked?

Of course we'd go naked. How
else would I get to know you?

What on God's green earth
is happening right now?

Naked is a spy term for
going in without backup.

Now, be quiet, or go
in there with Donnie.

-[Donnie] I got ice cream!
-Well, that does it for me.

If we were a celebrity couple,
you know what they'd call us?

"Chemma."

-Celebrity couples always break up.
-[Chips] Not necessarily.

Look at Garner and Affleck,
or Angelina and Brad,

or Demi and Ashton.

All famously broken up.

Agree to disagree.

Now, my keen adversary
in war but not love,

what have you come to offer?

Okay, we removed the fan.
We can head to the barn now.

No. We go when
Emma comes back in.

Pitch is simple.

I hand over Demps in return for
safe passage for my team and me.

-You double-crossing son of a...
-Hey, hey. Shh.

Well, aren't you full of surprises?
Never thought you'd offer Demps.

We're not gonna turn you
over. I mean, this is a bluff.

Now, Aldon's gonna let go.

Don't blow it by trying to run.

This is your chance now
to prove to the world

what kind of a
patriot you've been.

Okay?

Don't take this personally,

but I'm gonna keep my
research on me at all times.

We're in a no-win scenario.

Maybe Demps' information
about the grid is legit,

maybe not.

Either way, neither of us will
get out of a gunfight unscathed.

We make a deal, we all walk
away, live to fight another day.

That'd be nice.
Well, I'm on board.

I need to ask the
boss, of course.

Is Cress even awake right now?

Ah, clever girl,

trying to figure out what time zone
the mysterious Dante Cress is in.

You know, I did the same thing with
Greta, but she has no idea either.

You know, he's... he's
like Harry Houdini.

No, he isn't.

-Everyone knew who Harry Houdini was.
-Really?

-Who was he?
-He was Harry Houdini.

[Chips laughing]

You're hysterical.

I love it. I love the way
your brain works. It's like...

[exhales sharply]

[inhales]

Now, if you'll please excuse me, uh,
may I have a moment to call Greta?

-Okay.
-Okay.

-Let's go to our respective corners.
-Mm-hmm.

-Touch base when you're done.
-Yes.

-I've really enjoyed our third date.
-Third date?

First one was at
the power plant.

I tried to kill you.

Then that time I serenaded
you in Prague, remember?

Oh, right, with a gun
pointed at my chest.

Well, at your heart, my love. It
was right there at your heart.

You know, I get a strange
feeling... Whoopsie.

...that our fourth
is gonna be magical.

Duty calls. Watch your step.

Well done. But I
don't like this guy.

-Me either.
-[Aldon] Me either.

He has a nice accent.

-Sack tap.
-[winces]

Move it.

[suspenseful music playing]

Come on, let's go.

Switch on the lights.

[guns cocking]

[Chips tutting]

Drop your weapons.

Lads.

[Chips sighs]

I'm sorry I didn't
trust you, Emma.

I never called Greta. Instead, I
came here and cut off your escape.

You see, I know you're not the kind
of person who would turn in Demps.

But on the plus side... darling,

look how highly I think of you.

So come on, let's go. Let's
head off to the continent.

-Go to hell.
-[Chips] With you, gladly.

It'd feel like heaven.

[in German] Crazy bastard.

[in German] I am crazy, sir.

[in German] Crazy
for your daughter.

[in English] But alas, if
she won't come with me,

I'll have to leave her to the
same fate as the rest of her team.

So, Emma...

one last chance
at eternal bliss.

Get fucked.

I will miss your spirit.

Right, well,

she's made her regretful
choice... [clears throat]

...so kill them all.

Except Luke. Just maim him,
or Greta will finish us both.

Cheerio.

[tense music playing]

Thank you so much, guys.

[music intensifying]

[engine starting]

Oh, mind the body.

Now!

[grunting]

[man 1 groans]

-[man 2 groans]
-[man 3 groaning]

[man 4 groaning]

[music fades]

[panting]

[metal clinking]

-[glass shattering]
-[grunting]

Oh, bloody hell.

Whoopsie.

[grunts]

-[exhales]
-[bullets whistling]

Fuck!

[chuckles]

Well, bully for me.

[panting]

Where's my... Right.

[panting]

Oh bollocks.

Greta. Greta, come
in. Can you hear me?

[Greta] Do you have Demps?

Demps? Demps is dead.

But I have his research. I'm
gonna have to read it off to you.

Right?

-So...
-[gun fires]

Yeah. Yeah, okay. Okay.

Now, there are four
points of vulnerability.

If we shut down all four
of these power plants,

it creates a... an overload,
which the grid can't handle,

and it all goes down.

[ominous music playing]

-[Aldon grunts]
-[groans]

-[both grunting]
-[tense music playing]

[grunts]

[Aldon panting]

[gun clicks]

Shit.

[pig squealing]

-[Aldon grunting]
-[groaning, gagging]

[man 4 groaning]

[man 5 grunting]

[Luke grunts]

[exhales]

[pig oinking]

"That'll do, pig."

"That'll do."

Yes. Yeah, and that's
the second point.

And then...

-Well, there's nothing else on the page.
-[Greta] Destroy it.

Find the rest of his research.
I need all four vulnerabilities.

[dramatic music playing]

[dramatic music intensifies]

Read anything good lately?

"The third and the fourth most vulnerable
locations in the power grid are..."

What are the other two?

Good luck getting it
out of me. [laughs]

[Chips moans]

[Chips laughs]

[thudding]

I don't need you.

I'll get it from Demps.

Demps?

[Demps exhales]

[Demps grunting]

I'm okay! I'm okay, I'm good!

[Chips chuckles]

You were saying?

[closing theme playing]

[closing theme ends]