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- It's my mess, I will... - It is our daughter,

it is our mess.

Don't hurt my daughter.

Are you okay?

You have to see what this is.

Someone's using 9.4 to frame us.

I don't want to believe

that you two are involved in this,

but I have to follow the facts.

-I'm issuing a Red Notice. -I got him.

-Boris the programmer. -I only deal face to face with one person.

I get the feeling you fight this lady,

you lose.

Dearly beloved,

those whom God has joined together...

For marriage is a lasting promise of kindness,

patience, forgiveness and love.

Claudette, how we doing?

Do you have the data from her phone yet?

Not yet.

Soon.

...about to make to one another.

Let's start again.

As fun as this night of questioning has been,

tell me, please, why should I be helping you?

Because whoever hired you is trying to frame us.

That doesn't answer my question.

I know. How does that feel?

Do you know what I should be doing right now?

Getting my daughter ready for school.

Drinking my cappuccino.

But instead, I'm here in this house

drinking your shit coffee,

trying to get some very simple answers,

but I feel like I'm pulling teeth,

which, by the way, I'm not above.

It is beautiful,

and none of my problem.

I've told you

everything I know. I was hired by the mean lady,

I traced the account that paid me, it led nowhere.

I did my job, others did theirs.

That's it.

Well, answer me this, smart guy.

What's with the name?

9.4? Really?

-It's the version number. -Lame.

I know, I wanted to call it something cool like "Mosaic."

People just don't put elbow grease into names anymore.

If Ian Fleming were working today,

Thunderballwould be called Stolen Missile,

and The Man with the Golden Gun would be...

well, The Man with the Golden Gun.

-Tony, please. -But you get my point, right?

Right.

So, your specialty is exploits?

Zero-days,

specifically.

English, please.

Every system has a wall of security around it.

Some they say are impenetrable.

My job is to put a hole through that wall.

Once I do, someone else's program

is free to slip in and steal money

or turn off the lights or whatever you want it to do.

That's not my business.

So, is there anything else 9.4 is programmed to do?

I couldn't know. I have one job and one job only.

When you need to get through the wall, you call Boris.

Because Boris makes it porous.

I told you to stop saying that.

It devalues your talent.

I know.

Good morning, my blue jay.

Good morning, my lion.

Who are these?

They were just leaving.

-We have busy day, yeah? -Yes, we do.

Did he tell you? We're getting married.

-Interminably. -And there is

so much to do.

Have you ever planned a wedding?

Uh, guys?

Friends of yours?

It's complicated.

They have our car surrounded.

Any other ways out of here?

Afraid not.

Oh, shit.

What?

Fruzsi? It's time to fly, my falcon!

Bye-bye.

That's the woman from the hospital.

She's Interpol?

"Martine Aranow."

What, are we gardening now?

It's thermite.

It's used to melt the hard drives.

Do you know this woman?

That's the mean lady.

Thank you for stopping by. Lovely to meet you.

How are you getting out of here?

If you leave us, they will arrest us.

And I'm so sorry for that.

Listen, one way or another, we will get out.

Do you want to spend the rest of your life wondering

when I'm going to show up at your door yet again?

I just had an idea.

Fruzsi and I will escape out the back,

draw them there, you can go to your car...

...drive away and never have to see me again.

Ah.

So there is another way out.

New plan. We're coming with you.

We're all gonna fit in that?

My baby. Open garage door.

You do know there are cops right outside that door.

Start engine.

Boris?

- Boris, quick. - My baby, reverse.

Let's go.

You guys okay back there?

If you need air, just say...

"My baby." We get it.

You know, I modified everything. It's called chipping.

I did cameras, lidar, wireless uplink, AutoDrive.

Even the steering wheel's smarter than you, Tony.

It all runs on a perfect, beautiful brain.

The Haydon3 Industries microchip.

So, Martine from Interpol, she hired you for 9.4?

Yes. You know her?

She put a gun to my head.

So we have to prove that she framed us,

that she built 9.4, then we're safe, Tali's safe.

Unless of course, Interpol is compromised,

-and then... -Who's Tali?

-Our daughter. -Your daughter?

-Are you married? -No, we are not.

-So you're dating? -No.

- Why not? - Now's not the time,

my songbird.

I'm gonna call Henry.

Did you forget

that he put a Red Notice on our heads?

Because Martine's feeding him bad information

or going behind his back.

Henry's not crooked, he's Henry.

Do you trust him enough to put your life in his hands?

-Yes. -How about mine?

Or Tali's?

And that is all there is.

There isn't any more.

Can we read another one?

Another story another night.

Ma chérie.

Mommy?

You didn't like his answer, so you're asking me?

Maybe she just wanted Mommy to read another one.

Oh. Okay, maybe so.

Uh, so I guess Mommy's gonna have to look for another s...

Shh.

Why don't you take your bed back tonight?

I'll take the couch.

I'm fine.

It's just, uh, cost of snuggling with our daughter.

I'm happy to pay.

Well, I'm looking forward to getting knots in my neck, too.

Oh, you will.

Neck, shoulder blades,

between your eyes.

You get knots on knots.

-I can't wait. -Mm.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

-Rushing things. -No, no, no, look, I know that, uh,

slow is not, uh, fun.

But, um, I really trust Dr. Lang.

I really think he's helping me.

And I still have a lot to unpack,

but I...

I want you to know that once my life

is in order, I would love...

It's understood.

I am here.

Whatever you need.

Oh, nyet.

- Nyet! - Attenzione.

What happened?

My baby, she's popped a tire.

Well, don't stop here. We're exposed.

She won't allow that. It is dangerous to drive on a flat.

Another great thing about the Haydon3 chip,

it always thinks safety first.

Are we in a microchip commercial?

They don't advertise.

I wouldn't push it if it wasn't urgent,

but there is a Red Notice on us, so presto,as they say here.

Safe houses are carefully vetted,

paper trails destroyed quietly.

Kind of the opposite of presto.

-And yet? -And yet, I will find you something.

Okay.

I found a house

outside of Milan, remote,

so there's no cameras near it.

But one problem--

this house is for sale. You'll be squatting.

So if anyone does get a mind to tour it,

or God forbid, buy it,

you'll have to move.

That can work for us.

Three bedrooms, right?

Yep. Three bedrooms.

-Psst. -What?

Tell her to take the listing down.

Who's that?

Hello. Boris here.

If you get into the listing database,

you can take it off the market. No one will buy it

if they don't know it's for sale.

Are you Boris Peskov?

-Are you a fan? -No,

and that's six different kinds of illegal.

Uh, guys?

I can't do it.

Sure, sure, illegal,

but really simple, I can do it from my phone.

Tony, I won't.

It's criminal.

It's okay, Claudette, just send us the listing.

Okay.

Bonjourno.

Do you need help?

No, we're okay, thank you.

Are you sure?

For the record, I'm feeling worse and worse about this.

You're not the only one.

Caio. Grazie.

Thank God.

You're welcome.

Which you mind giving us just a minute?

Let's give them a little privacy.

You and I haven't been in this kind of a situation

in a long time, so I'd like to, um...

set some ground rules.

By all means, set.

We stay on mission, clear our names...

...and we get back to Tali.

We keep it professional.

We are good at professional.

Yes, we are. And to that end...

I need you to trust me.

I do trust you.

I just don't want us falling back into...

bad habits.

Why do you think I made sure there were three bedrooms?

Um...

Boris has something he wants to tell you.

Tell them about the chatroom.

What chatroom?

It's not a chatroom.

Not a chatroom.

It's a forum called Elusive Dream.

Invitation only for hackers of a certain elite caliber,

like myself.

Now, I might have met another hacker

who might have also been hired by 9.4.

A malware specialist.

What kinds of malware?

Mechanical systems.

Maybe the power system of a hospital.

What's his name?

Edgelord Alpha Spike 7878.

What's his real name?

Mr. Edgelord Alpha Spike 7878.

Elusive Dream is completely... anonymous.

We talk tradecraft, employers, never ourselves.

He lives in Lecco.

He gave Boris a recommendation

of a great cordwainer there.

-A what? -Cordwainer.

It's someone who makes shoes.

Most people think that's a cobber.

But it's not. It's a cordwainer.

It's what Daniel Day-Lewis used to do between--

-Focus. -Focused.

I like Daniel Day-Lewis.

Eh, but I cannot get on Elusive Dream

because there is no secure connection.

So, I cannot contact him.

Claudette can.

Thank God for favors and friends.

Who is next?

Okay, that is sweet.

They're both sweet. I think they're both sweet.

Okay, enjoy.

Anyone else for some popcorn? Popcorn!

- Ooh. - Uncle Henry.

Uncle Henry.

Hey. Hey. There she is.

Thank you for throwing me a party.

Are you having a good time?

Happy birthday, darling.

Happy birthday to you.

Well, my birthday's tomorrow.

-And how old am I gonna be, again? -Uncle Henry.

Hmm. 16.

16. Boom.

Got her trained.

Henry. Thanks for the invite.

-Hey, great you could make it. -Of course.

Let me introduce you to Tony and Ziva.

This is Jonah Markham, my boss,

-the secretary general of Interpol. -Hi.

Ziva. Tony.

Jonah.

Pleasure to put a face to the name.

Great pitch.

What pitch?

Oh, Interpol is contracting cybersecurity

for our banks, and I asked Tony to put a proposal together

and he blew everyone away.

Which made me look good, so thank you.

-Law enforcement? -Not exactly.

Just watching their money.

I hung up the badge. We both did.

What brought that on?

Life. Wanted to live it.

Still, Ziva's back, you guys think about teaming up?

I plan to open a language school.

All done chasing the bad guys, thank you.

Good idea's a good idea.

Just, I don't know, maybe think about it, Ziva.

I'd say take the hint,

but I'm not fucking hinting.

Time for cake.

I have some unsettling news to share.

Earlier today...

our team searched the secretary general's residence.

There were signs of a struggle,

and we have yet to locate him.

With your approval, I will issue a Yellow Notice.

Jonah Markham is a missing person.

We will find him.

Per protocol,

I will serve as acting secretary general,

until such time as we find him.

Are there any objections?

Very well.

Martine, give us the latest intel

on Tony and Ziva's whereabouts.

They haven't been spotted on CCTV since leaving Genoa.

Have you uncovered any other suspects?

I'm sorry, sir, they are the only suspects.

Hey. Did you get my email?

Yeah, I did. Amazing work.

I hope it'll be enough.

I wish I could've found an address.

But Edgelord Alpha Spike

is one of the most hidden people on the planet,

and you found out where he has lunch every day?

-How are you? -Uh... okay.

I'm back at the apartment now and, um...

it looks untouched,

but I've grabbed some hard drives just in case.

You gonna melt them with thermite?

No. I'm not an idiot.

-Sophie's calling. -Uh...

Say hi to Tali. Tell her we'll call her later.

Tell her that we love her.

Yep. All of that.

Bye, Tony.

Thanks.

Hi. How are you?

- How's Tali? - Fine.

As long as she's got her device, things should stay that way.

Mm. Bless electronics.

The one true nanny.

Hello.

Hi.

Claudette!

How long do you think Mom and Dad will take to fix things?

I have a black belt test next week.

Not long. Your parents are pro...

What's wrong?

I'll call you back.

Claudette said the hacker comes here every day

and orders...

Raspberry chocolate cake lunch.

Oh, Mr. Spike has it all figured out.

That's kind of lonely, no?

Can't tell your friend your name,

and your friend is Boris.

I think I just want some cake.

While we're waiting, we should call Henry.

You're not seeing clearly on this.

Hey, I know it looks bad from every angle.

He looks bad from every angle.

He sent the Section after us.

Well, he had to.

-He is a Boy Scout at his job. -A Boy Scout.

-Huh. -I love that guy.

-He loves me and you... -Mm.

...and Tali so much.

Una torta cioccolato e lamponi.

Hey, that's our guy. Torta cioccolato.

That's our guy. That's our guy!

Hey!

My baby, open car door.

Oh, I hate this thing.

- Did you do that? - Do what?

It's a software update or something.

My baby, start engine.

Okay.

Shit.

Your driving.

I'm gonna talk to him.

Don't spook him.

My baby, open passenger door.

Oh, come on.

Hey!

Hey.

Attenzione.

-Attenzione. -What the hell?

That was not me.

- Oh, my gosh. - Ziva.

Whoa. Watch out!

Watch out, watch out, watch out.

What is happening?

I don't know.

I'm not doing anything.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

My baby, stop!

There's a van.

-There's a van. Brake! -I am!

No, no, no, no, no.

Oh, my God.

My baby, call Boris.

My baby...

call Dad!

Oh, come on!

I don't like this.

I'm gonna try and kick out the back window.

Hello. Boris here.

What is wrong with your car?!

What, too much for you to handle?

It's driving on its own.

I think it's trying to kill the programmer,

us along with it.

It's smashing everything in its way.

Smashing?

It's damaged?!

Oh!

There has to be an emergency override.

Where is it?

I don't get it.

She was working just fine.

Maybe it was that software update.

You updated my baby's software?

If there was a software push, it could have been 9.4.

They could have pushed the software

through the chip.

Where is the emergency override?

-Boris! -Uh...

underneath the dash screen.

- Just pull it quick. - Thumb right under my chin.

Ah, piss off.

Holy shit.

He's dead.

Watch out!

Oh!

Aiuto!

Aiuto!

Aiuto.

Aiuto.

Okay, so, Boris, we got more problems.

We're surrounded by...

...murder cars.

Tell me what happened.

One of 'em T-boned Spike. He's dead.

Sorry. Then it came after us.

They all came after us.

Can the car see your face?

What?

Yes.

Shit.

9.4 infected the Haydon3 chip.

It hijacked the cameras to I.D. the targets,

-the auto-drive to attack. -Aiuto. Aiuto.

Well, there are eight more

ready to smash us.

How many do the chipping?

Oh, Tony.

Tony, you're adorable.

Everybody does it. It's so fast and cool.

Except for now. This is not cool.

If you can hide your face, it can't see you.

It's not really an option.

I'm sorry, Tony.

Boris!

We lost Boris.

Okay, I've got an idea.

But I've got to use you as bait.

Wouldn't be the first time.

Okay, you got to run to the scooters.

Don't panic.

I don't panic.

It's not very supportive when you say--

Just go.

Keep shooting!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Attenzione.

Scusi.

Grazie mille.

Ciao.

You just left my baby there?

The actual baby is safe.

Your baby is a death trap.

Are you convinced yet?

What?

Henry is connected to Martine.

Martine is connected to 9.4.

9.4 tried to kill us.

It's a pretty straight line.

Well, I don't see it that way.

Did you forget everything you saw today?

It killed the programmer.

Nearly us. Nearly ten other people.

What about all the damage, Tony?

Actually, uh, there was more.

They called it a software glitch.

All over Italy, France.

Seven dead, millions of dollars of damage.

All cars with Haydon3 chips.

I know you do not want to hear this,

but we cannot trust Henry anymore.

This must be Claudette.

- Hey, guys. - Hey.

I'm so sorry. My phone broke, so I couldn't call.

What happened?

People broke into my apartment.

Interpol, I think.

Oh, God.

You all right?

It's-it's fine.

Sophie and Tali are safe.

We'll figure this out.

In the meantime,

I bought us some gear on my way.

But I had to pay cash, so I'll need reimbursement, Tony.

Uh, guys?

Just got an alert.

"Secretary general of Interpol declared a missing person.

"Acting in his capacity,

Henry Rayner-Hunt."

-All right. So what do we know? We know-- -Claudette,

can you get us a video feed from inside Jonah's apartment?

Not without breaking federal laws in two countries.

I'm so sorry.

Let me get my laptop.

Just for the record,

I'm feeling worse and worse about this.

Look, everyone--

it's Motherboard Teresa.

I'm accessing the camera on his TV.

Looks like a fight.

Or a kidnapping.

Or both.

Tony.

-Tony. -Jonah.

So where is Henry?

Where do you think he is?

Happy sweet 16.

This is from me.

Ooh.

And... from Tali.

Oh.

She really got my eyes.

It's like a photograph.

I'm glad you're here.

I have...

your contract.

Ah.

-Uh, just there. -Mm.

Uh, last chance.

You sure we can't sign you up for more

than just our bank accounts?

Final answer.

Now...

...can we drink?

Do you need something?

We have favor to ask.

Yes?

Could you give us a ride?

You're leaving? Why?

We have our wedding.

You are safer here than out there.

Ah, yes, the past two days have felt so very safe.

Please. Tony left our car in Lecco.

And calling a cab to a safe house seems like--

what do the Americans say?--

a dick move?

- No. - No?

Okay. Why not?

Because, like it or not--

I know I don't-- we are in this together.

Does it break one of your rules?

Us leaving?

Make fun of me all you want.

At least I code for good,

not just greed.

Ah, yes. Because working for Western governments

and businesses is always good.

I know what's in your Interpol file and what's not.

What do you know?

Uruguay, 2002.

The banking crisis.

Everyone blames the construction bubble pop,

but no one noticed what really kicked it off--

one hacker messing around in a database

he cracked into for fun.

Username: Ringo.

Did you go to school, Claudette?

What?

Did you go to school to learn about your computers?

Yes. ETH Zurich, actually.

Do you know where Boris learned all he knows?

In... a... closet.

-Hey. Fruzsi, please-- -Don't stop me.

Boris learned everything he knows in a closet.

With his friend Dima.

When his school asked him what he'd like to do,

Dima said computers.

Boris lied and said he did not have any interests.

Do you know what happened to Dima?

What?

The government took Dima away

because they needed boys who like computers.

I am so glad

that you grew up with rules that were safe to follow.

But do not look down on us

who did not.

I still think you two should stay.

Whoever is behind 9.4 is killing everyone who worked on it.

Tony and Ziva can keep you safe.

If you still want a ride, okay.

Maybe it's better if we stay for now, hmm?

We can finish the last of the wedding planning here.

Hey.

Um...

Claudette has taken my room,

and that couch downstairs is a back-killer.

We can share.

Great. Thanks.

I'll just grab a spot on the floor here.

Tony.

We can share the bed. It's okay.

Thank you.

I like those PJs.

Fruzsi had an extra set.

Not exactly my style.

No.

I'll keep my boxers on.

Go on.

And I know you don't wear a shirt when you go to bed.

Unless, of course, something's changed.

It has not.

Take it off.

Nothing I haven't seen before.

Good night.

Night.

Morning.

How'd you sleep?

Fine.

I had a thought.

About how to prove we can trust Henry.

I'm listening.

Henry.

Tony.

What the hell is going on?

I saw footage from Lecco.

Mm.

We should meet.

Alone.

I should have arrested you when I had the chance.

We could have avoided all of this mess.

Will you meet with me?

Just us.

I'm asking as a friend.

Fine. Just us.

Send me a pin.

Copy that.

Henry.

Are you here yet?

Yes.

Where are you, Tony?

Close.

And you did come alone, right?

Yes, I'm alone.

It's cold and wet, so hurry up,

will you?

Or at least bring me a hot chocolate.

You have him?

Yes.

And?

He's alone.

Shit.

This guy.

He's one of the cops that raided my house.

He's not picking up.

He's close.

Can you signal him?

Come on.

Yes?

You said you were alone, Henry.

I am alone, Tony.

We're made!

Tony. Tony.

Big news.

Spike left a burn packet on a dead man's switch

on Elusive Dream.

I don't understand those nouns.

The programmer from Lecco had files on everyone he worked for.

When he died,

they were all released.

Oh. So...

what do we have?

His work on 9.4

was malware for a drone guidance system.

And that system is proprietary

to a company called Reigning Fire Peacekeeping Solutions.

Reigning Fire?

That's... Aaron Graves.

The defense contractor.

That's a nice way to say "private warlord."

They manufacture in France.

This is good news.

It's a lead.

Yeah.

I know.

But I wasn't hoping for a lead.

I was hoping for an end.

Anything else?

Uh...

It sounds like Martine wasn't acting alone.

She was definitely taking orders from someone.

A man.

Also in Interpol.

Thanks.

I like to eat my crow glazed

with a side of broccolini, please.

Tony.

No, you were right.

I deserve every "I told you so" you've got.

Hey.

Not now.

Please.

Someone on your payroll

just blew up one of my bloody factories to bits.

So, we need a place to disappear for a while.

A remote cabin in the woods.

Might not be a bad place to hide.

-Tony. -Nicole. -Hello.

We've never had any problems with chemistry.

You broke into my house.

I should have my husband throw you both in jail.

Power through it.

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