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Previously on 12 Monkeys...

I'm gonna take the job at the CDC.

Dr. Railly was murdered in 2015.

I've seen the future without you.
I can't let that happen.

Langley just sent a new briefing.
Does this have to do with Wexler?

I have a hammer and! will set you free.

Operation Troy.
I think it's what we're looking for.

Operation Troy...

It's how the virus starts in 2015,
somewhere in Chechnya.

All this traveling through time,
it's killing me.

- How many jumps have I got left?
- Not as many as I'd like.

You still there? You hear me?
You have to promise me something.

It won't make any sense.

It's the Keys.

I'm here. I'm still here.

I'm glad I got to know you.

Viral strain M510 was derived
from remains discovered

during a private core sampling
expedition in the Himalayas, mid 1980s.

Now, from the preserved tissue, we
extracted a previously unknown pathogen

which we genetically modified
at Markridge into this weapon,

which we will be deploying in Chechnya
for Operation Troy.

If released in this room,

this virus would kill every one of us
in two to three hours.

Leland said it would be controllable.

Yes, we manipulated its DNA
for covert targeted weaponization.

We were able to engineer
a virulent strain

where the time from infection to death
is extremely brief.

The key to containment
is the geographic isolation.

They won't have enough time
to reach a populated area.

Once they're dead, the virus
will become inert in a few short hours.

An air-strike there will cause
World War Ill. Is this virus our answer?

Senator, we need to clean up
this mess ourselves, and fast.

The next set of Wexler's leaks

won't just bring down this agency
but everyone in this room.

Now, unless you wanna run
your re-election

from a prison cell next to mine,
we need this guy dead.

Wexler leaks continued
to spark debate

at the controversial nature
of the CIA program.

Allegations of the widespread civil
rights violations were strongly disputed

by Assistant Director Michael Pratt
in his recent senate testimony.

For ex-CIA operative Adam Wexler...

You're walking through a red forest
and the grass is tall.

You've been there before.

Cassie.

Cassie, hey! What are you doing?

Did you burn yourself?

Just give me a second.

Let me see.

- It's not that bad.
- Yes, it is.

Hey. You're here, safe.

That's all that matters.

You're not looking so good yourself.

Don't worry about me.

The 12 Monkeys move around.
They don't stay in one place for long.

What about Aaron? Did he find anything
on that Operation Troy?

- No, not yet.
- What about the greenhouse?

- You guys have something?
- The name on the lease is fake.

Everything from the water bill to
the seed supplier was paid for in cash.

But there is this.
That picture you found.

Yeah, right there. Could be a monkey.

Edward Garret, PhD.

He's a professor
of Middle Eastern antiquity.

How do we find him?

- Thank you so much.
- Have a lovely evening.

Hi there.
Dr. Cassandra Railly and guest.

- OK.
- Has Dr. Garret arrived yet?

He has. He should be in the main hall.

- Thank you very much.
- You're welcome.

Sir, would you care
for a tandoori skewer?

Thanks.

All right, I think
he's probably in there somewhere.

It's amazing.

All of it.

During the outbreak,
people raided the museums,

took what they wanted,
destroyed the rest.

Never seen anything like this.

Oh, no, Cole.
You can't touch the art. You just look.

Well, that's bullshit.

OK, Garret's in the main hall.

Hey, wait a minute. What's the rush?
He's not going anywhere.

We should grab a drink or some food

and just... be us for a while.

I'm sorry, have we met?

The mission is this way.

♪ These arms of mine

♪ They are lonely...

I love this.

The music.

Come here.

Cole.

Just forget about that guy for a minute.
We're here. Let's... Let's be here.

- You know how to dance?
- No.

Show me.

OK. Um...

Take this hand here
and give me that hand

and just rock back and forth.

You can loosen up a little bit.
There you go.

You're good.

You smell nice.

You smell like tandoori skewers.

I had a bunch of 'em.

Yes, I know.

That's him.

There he is. I'm gonna go talk to him.

- Excuse me, Dr. Garret?
- Yes.

- Hi.
- Hi.

May I speak with you privately
for a minute?

- Of course. Excuse me.
- Certainly.

I'm Dr. Cassandra Railly.

I was wondering what you could tell me
about this symbol on this artifact.

It's... It's Druze, a religious piece.

It's used as a ceremonial
to crush herbs in tea.

- Druze?
- Yes.

The religion originated
in southern Syria,

but this particular piece belongs to
a smaller offshoot located in Chechnya.

It references a pact
between God and man,

the pact of time's custodian.

- Chechnya?
- Yes.

This... this symbol,
what does that mean?

You'd have to ask a Druze.
It's a highly secretive religion.

You have to be born Druze.
They don't take converts.

Have you ever heard
of the Army of the 12 Monkeys?

You know what? You're a beautiful woman.
You should have stuck with that.

We're through here.

Mass extinction is a regular feature
of our planet's history.

Tonight's guest of honor comes from
a world that we can only imagine.

He saw the end of an era
and the world changed around him.

Esteemed guest is very old, 72...

He knows something. Your turn.

The Army of the 12 Monkeys.
We need to talk.

Come on.

I can't believe
you let him get in the first punch.

He just grazed me.
Let's not get carried away.

Our tall man spooked Garret,

came to him asking about his time
in Chechnya in the religious sect.

I think I scared him pretty good.
He would've talked if he knew more.

Hey.

Wow! I'm underdressed.

Is that my tux?

We tracked the symbol.

The 12 Monkeys
might have ties to Chechnya.

EEK!

Wexler.

Wexler, the hacker? What about him?

There's intel
that he's hiding out in Chechnya.

Who are you guys talking about?

Adam Wexler, former CIA analyst.

He's been leaking classified secrets.

Senator Royce insinuated Operation Troy
was connected to Wexler.

They're gonna use the virus to kill him.

The agency had some kind of deal
with Leland Goines.

This could be the Markridge virus,
M510, the strain you were talking about.

The CIA would use it
to kill one of their own?

Must be way off book. It's why
I haven't been able to dig anything up.

Jones was right. The 12 Monkeys know
the virus is gonna be in Chechnya.

They're gonna send someone
to try to get it.

You have to tell Royce or someone
what could happen.

We are talking about
an illegal government op

that I'm not even supposed
to know about.

Cole?

They're gonna send me back
a week from today.

I need to know all the information
you can get on this Chechnya thing.

Everything.

What?

You get used to it.

I'm just worried about my tux.

I have to go back to work.
Jules just called.

Hey, how can you possibly work
with all this going on?

Dangerous bioagents like M510
have a lot of protocols.

If this were moved to a military
facility, there might be records.

If Markridge and the CIA
followed the law.

Well, I'm gonna dig up whatever I can.
You should too.

- Cassie, if we get caught...
- What, prison?

Aaron, if this operation happens,
we all die.

Thank you, sir. See you tomorrow.

Marker.
Thought you had someplace to be tonight.

I forgot my phone in my office.

- Sir, let me help you with that.
- Oh.

Keep your phone on you.
I may need to reach you later on.

Of course.

- Dr. Railly.
- Cassie.

I don't have time to explain,
but I'm in Chechnya.

Cole?

Listen, this isn't gonna make
a lot of sense.

I need your help. I have the virus,
but someone's trying to kill me.

But you were just here.

Operation Troy is happening right now.

Excuse me. Do you have any bleach?

Bleach.

All right, who's got the case?

Right on time.

Follow that white car.

Whoa, whoa. Slow down, slow down.
They can see us.

Speed up. You're gonna lose 'em.
Look, we see them, they don't see us.

- OK? Follow them.
- 007.

Yeah, double O... whatever.

Keep going, keep going,
keep going, keep going.

Dr. Railly.

Cassie, I don't have time to explain,
but I'm in Chechnya.

Cole?

Listen, this isn't gonna make
a lot of sense.

I have the virus,
but someone's trying to kill me.

- But you were just here.
- Operation Troy is happening right now.

I have a chance to end it.

- How can that be?
- The virus is in a metal briefcase.

I'm here because in one week you
and Aaron are gonna give me the details

so they can send me back to today
to stop it.

- I don't understand.
- The monkeys are here.

They're after me.
I beat 'em to the virus.

Cole, whatever you do,
do not open that case.

I know that.
I need to know how to destroy it.

Cole?

Cole?

It has to be in here somewhere.

Sir?

My security key fob.

Maybe you left it in your briefcase.

Ah.

Excuse me.

- Cassie, what's wrong?
- Cole just called from Chechnya.

He has the virus,
but someone is trying to kill him.

Operation Troy is happening right now.

He said something about you and me
giving him the details a week from now.

- It's impossible. I haven't...
- We have to tell the CIA now.

Listen to me, Mike. At my house
there's an envelope, top desk drawer.

Go right now and get it. If you don't
hear from me in 24 hours, open it.

- What was that?
- Insurance.

Cole, are you OK? I'm with Aaron.
We're arriving at the CIA right now.

- We 're gonna tell them...
- No, no, no, no. No authorities.

Cole, there is no other way.
Now, you have to explain this to me.

Last time you saw me, at the bookstore,
the night at the museum,

I told you I'd be sent back in a week.

I was. This hasn't happened for you yet.

- But it has for me.
- OK.

In a week's time,
Aaron is gonna come into the bookstore

and tell us that Operation Troy
has already happened.

- But Aaron doesn't know anything...
- He doesn't know now.

But one week into your future,

he'll know how to intercept the virus
because it will already have happened.

That's how the two of you help me
to get back to today to stop it.

Now, I have the case.
I need to destroy the virus.

Don't tell me bleach.
I couldn't get any.

What?

A week from today,
you're gonna tell me to use bleach.

I'm in the middle of the woods.
No bleach.

- OK. Um, can you start a fire?
- A fire?

The heat from the fire
will destroy the virus from the outside.

- Cole?
- No fire.

Cole.

Lost him.

No, damn it, you're not listening.
I did call several times.

I understand
that we don't have clearance.

My name is Aaron Marker.
I work for Senator Royce.

- I work with the CDC.
- Michael Pratt, operations command.

- What the hell is this?
- We know about Operation Troy.

It's been compromised.

Wexler.

You're not the man I hired
to bring me my money.

How'd you know
about my special delivery?

Don't open that briefcase!

I can usually spot a G-man,
but you... no.

Too soft to be a SEAL.

There's a virus in that case.
The CIA sent it to kill you.

Hold on.
You'll get your money.

You open that case,
everything goes to hell.

The great American fear.

Open the case.

- No!
- Open the case!

It's been two hours
since he last called.

We have to do something.

Cass, agency's not gonna let us
out of their sight.

Dr. Railly, I need a word in private
with my aide.

You know, when I was a boy, I had a dog.

Great big chocolate lab. Digby. Most
goddamn loyal pet you could imagine.

Slept by my bed, barked at strangers.

You know how Digby died?

A Chrysler.

Darted out into traffic
after a cute little Siamese cat

that lived just across the way.

Because no matter how loyal Digby was,
he just couldn't help himself.

This isn't Cassie's fault.

The man who abducted her two years ago
is in Chechnya.

I know about Chechnya.
The question is, how do you?

My key fob?

Son, there's not a chance in hell that
you're on your feet when this is over.

Based on what's in those files,

I'd say we're both in a somewhat
compromised position, hm?

Story checks out.
Geocell traced calls to Dr. Railly.

They came
from the vicinity of our operation.

What does that mean?

- We need to talk.
- Cassie's not a part of this. She is...

She's gonna tell us everything she knows
about this Cole.

I said talk.

What are you doing?

Enough.

Back away! Now!

We need to torch this place. Everything.
You have no idea what you've just done.

No.

But you're gonna tell me.

Listen to me.
Put me on the phone with Cole right now.

- Not happening.
- I know there's a virus.

It's not going where you sent it.
I need to get him to destroy it.

Right now you're looking like
an accomplice in this.

You don't understand what you've done.

If this is M510 and it's released,

the symptoms might start innocently
enough, a cough, a sneeze,

but the rate of infection from
a single carrier will be exponential.

If just one of the people exposed
reaches a town,

within days the number of infected
people will be in the thousands,

then millions.

Within weeks, everything collapses.

Everyone dies.

How long since you heard
from your courier?

If your op were going as planned,
you wouldn't even be speaking to me.

You need to know
what's going on in Chechnya.

I can help you.

Pratt, you should take a look at these.

Don't move.

You, from the party that night.
What are you doing here?

Trying to stop a plague
that you created.

M510. The Night Room. That's what
you were working on for Goines.

You were his goddamn rolling stone.

We both know Leland didn't die
from a heart attack.

Do they know your friend is a murderer?

Listen to me.

There are people, dangerous people,
trying to get their hands on your virus.

Right now my friend is the only one
who can stop them.

You and I both know exactly
what will happen if your virus gets out.

Dr. Peters, you know Dr. Railly?

- We've crossed paths.
- What do you have to say about this?

This virus
is the deadliest ever created.

If there's the slightest possibility
of it falling into the wrong hands,

I'd listen to what she has to say.

Tap us into Dr. Railly's cellphone.

I half expected an air-strike,
a drone maybe,

SEAL team under the cover of darkness,
but this...

I guess I should be flattered.

Must have cost a pretty penny
to engineer this.

Don't flatter yourself.

You're nothing compared to that virus.

M510, made just for guys like you.

Markridge... Oh, I never thought
anyone'd be crazy enough to use it.

You know, the CIA can murder and lie
with impunity in exchange for what?

Order? Progress?
Cellphones and the illusion of safety?

I don't know what your deal is,

but if you or anybody else
who's infected walks out of here alive,

it's over, for everyone.

I never thought that I would meet anyone
more nihilistic than me.

- Still no answer.
- Keep trying.

He's dying. We've got to
make contact with the military.

Call Grozny.
Tell Colonel Ivanov.

We've got the American traitor
Adam Wexler.

We want to make a deal.

We give them Wexler in exchange
for a medical helicopter.

He's not breathing.
He's gone. He's dead.

Maybe a plague
is precisely what the world needs.

The liars die out.
The living forget the lies.

Society's great reset switch.

It won't reset anything.
It just turns us all back into animals.

I expose the truth to the world and
for that I have been labeled a traitor.

A monster.

Maybe I should upload this plague
to the masses.

An analog solution
for a digital problem.

Give 'em a real virus this time.

It'll be chaos but then order.

Tell me, Cole...

...what about this world is worth saving

if they would risk extinction
to swat a fly?

The Russian army
are sending helicopters.

- No, no.
- Doctors.

No one can come here. You'll infect
them. This needs to die here with us.

You traded me?

You'll be safe. Their doctors will treat
you in exchange for information.

There is no safe. There is no cure.

Now kill this man.

You're all dead men.
Now, you got a choice.

You can stay here,
ride it out and die like men,

or you can leave like cowards
and kill everyone you've ever known.

Families, wives, children.

If you don't shoot this man,
I will shoot you both.

Shoot

There is no new order,
just the end of everything.

Why are you so willing to die?

I got it coming. Other people don't.

Order from chaos, it isn't real.

He is the only one immune.
He must be CIA.

No. No, he's not.

Enough!

Sir, we just got word
that two Russian Mi-26 choppers

just left a carrier
off the coast of the Caspian Sea.

They're coming for Wexler.
Get me someone from the Russian MOD.

Get our Predators in the air
fully loaded.

I want eyes up there.

- Cole?
- Wexlefs men are dead. Where are you?

With the CIA. What happened?

I'm shot. So is Wexler.
Everybody else is dead.

Nobody's walking out of here,
but the Russian army is on their way.

Can you burn it?

It's too late. There's no time for that.

Listen, you need to tell them
they have to destroy this place

before the Russians get here.

Dr. Railly.

Will it work?

- Yes.
- Can we bomb Russian territory?

Order it. We got no other choice.

Use the sat phone signal for targeting.

Cole, you need to get out of there.

- Cole.
- We've lost him. Line's dead.

Cass? Cassie?

- You made the right choice.
- You didn't come back to save me.

You came for the virus. Why?

12 Monkeys.
I had to keep the virus from them.

The Army of the 12 Monkeys.

You know them?

The CIA monitors groups
all over the world.

I always liked the weird ones.

I remember him.

A briefing.

Cryptic. 1987.

A war with the Yakuza in Tokyo.

Place called the White Dragon.

1987. Leyland said...

What do they want? Why a plague?

Death, time, rebirth.

Monkeys.

Like hours on a clock.

Wexler?

- Yeah?
- Cole.

I'm sorry, but I need you to stay
on the line so they can find you and...

I got it.

Triangulating position.

I can't leave. I'm shot.

- But if this works, it won't matter.
- Cole.

You have to promise me something.

You're gonna see me again in a week.

But it won't be the me from now.
It'll be the me from before.

When I'm there,
you can't tell me anything about this.

You can't try to change it.

If I die here with the virus,
the future will be saved.

Isn't there a way to reset this?

- What if you... What if you went...
- No, there's no time.

If we try it again, we might fail.
I'm almost out of jumps.

I don't know if I can do that.

Yes, you can, Cassie. You can do it.

I know you can, because you already did.

Everything that happened that night
makes sense now.

We've almost got it.

Listen, I wanna tell you something.

- Target acquired.
- It won't make any sense to you now.

But it will the next time you see me.

- OK, OK.
- It's the Keys.

I couldn't tell you before
cos I was too embarrassed, but...

It's the Keys in Florida.

I saw a picture of a beach there
in a magazine once.

That's where I 'd go.

Affirmative. We'll monitor it now.

- Cole?
- I'm here. I'm still here.

OK.

I'm glad I got to know you, Cassie.

Predator has been launched.
Tracking the missile.

Hellfire ATS en route.

I don't think you understand
the severity of this situation.

Dr. Railly.

Where's Aaron?

He is on his way to...

We've come to an understanding
with Mr. Marker and Dr. Railly.

Senator Royce and I agreed
that it would be best for everyone

if we just laid this quietly.

We wouldn't want my friends in the press
to get their hands on anything

that would put you gentlemen
in a bad light.

Well, what the hell kind of assurances
do we have that this stays buried?

You guys are the ones who seem
to have trouble keeping your secrets.

We get even a hint of this in the press

and you and the doctor will be
behind bars for a very long time.

Come on.

What are you doing?

Getting rid of anything related to Cole,
the virus, everything.

In a week, when he's here,
what are we gonna tell him?

We have to stick to script.
The virus was stopped.

- There hasn't been an outbreak.
- But we could warn him.

- He could do something differently.
- And risk the outbreak?

Cassie, this is what Cole wanted.

Mm. What's the occasion?
You cleaned up around here.

Yeah, seemed like a good idea
to toss old leads, get a fresh start.

Hey, you know, last week when we were
dancing, I've never done that before.

It was nice.

Cole.

Ah.

What have we got?

It's not good.
Operation Troy has already happened.

A week ago. The day after you left.
The outbreak's already started in Asia.

But there may be a way to stop it.

I got the after-action details
of the operation.

A courier delivered the virus
to the compound

and the CIA was tracking
all of his coordinates and times.

This follows the exact path
the courier took

from a town in Chechnya
to Wexlefs compound.

I could go back and fix this.

I can use this to get the courier
before he delivers the virus.

Yeah.

Hey, I gotta go, but... good luck.

Thanks. Hey, it was good work.

This could actually work.

I need to write the names of these
streets down. I won't remember 'em.

What is this anyway? Russian?

All right, so once I get the virus,
how do I destroy it?

You'll need bleach.

Soak the virus.
The chemicals will kill it.

Hey, take a break for a second.
I... just wanna talk to you.

- I'm gonna splinter any second.
- I know, but...

We could just... be us,
just for a minute.

- Cassie, I'm gonna fix this, OK?
- I know.

What do you think will happen
when this is over?

I know you say that the future
will be saved and that you won't exist,

but... what do you think happens to you?

I don't know.

Wind up a better me in a better place,
I hope.

And what is that, that place?
What does it look like to you?

I was in foster care when I was little

and the other kids used to have
this game they'd play,

talking about where they'd go
if they could go anywhere.

Exotic places mostly,
just stupid kid stuff.

Where was your place?

It's the Keys.

Cole, wait.

What is it?

Goodbye.

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