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Frances: We're starting to see

some small variations

in Alexander's signal. -[groans]

And once the nanites achieve

symbiosis in the brain,

the fatality rate is a hundred percent.

Alexander: I think we should call this off.

-Let's just talk about this.

-We didn't tell him to do that.

Please don't run.

The only way I know how to connect

to him is through you.

Moira: Lone wolf thinks Mosaic's drive

identifies them as the one

who placed the mole in The Orphanage.

-You don't want the target to know exactly where it is yet.

-Our enemy can't be ahead of us.

You will lead them to it.

-It's a Faraday cage for the drive.

In case it's being tracked.

[grunts]

-How'd you know

he didn't have the drive, huh?

-Because I was watching

through your eyes, Alexander.

-I still believe in the mission.

But I'm not doing it The Orphanage's way.

I know you'll understand, my friend.

-If you were gonna shoot me, you'd've done it already.

But you know I'm the only one

that can answer your questions.

So, let's talk.

[siren wailing]

[blowing whistle]

[running footsteps]

[♪♪♪]

[soldiers panting]

[speaking German]

[gasps]

-Did you get it?

-The file was unguarded for thirty minutes.

I, uh, copied it.

-Are you sure it's real?

-I'm sure.

The address for every KGB agent in West Berlin.

[sighs]

-When can I have it? -Did...

the Americans...

agree? -Yes, yes, they've been

very impressed with what you've provided so far.

-So then they will get me Visa?

-Yes. Someone is coming to extract you,

first to the UK and then after that,

yes, she will send you to the States

with a new identity. You'll be an American.

-Okay, when?

-Tomorrow.

-Who-- Who should I expect to come?

-Never say it out loud.

[♪♪♪]

[speaking German]

[♪♪♪]

-Wis-con-sin.

Wiscon-sin.

Wisconsin.

[crowd chanting indistinctly]

[chanting continues]

[reporter speaking German]

[crowd cheering]

[man speaking German]

[banging on door]

[pants]

[door opens]

[speaking German]

[screams]

[grunts]

[screaming]

[theme music playing]

-Who are you?

-Oh, dear.

Down to business already.

-Answer.

[sighs]

-My name is Schiff.

-And who do you work for, Schiff?

-I work alone.

I've had my fill of governments and agencies.

Now I just play them against each other whenever possible.

-Were you the one that hacked me?

-When did you figure it out?

Slovakia? Bookstore?

-Really bothers you that you don't know, doesn't it?

-[chuckles] Hmm.

-How do I get it out of my head?

-There's no way to remove it.

No cure. No antidote.

And it never stops broadcasting.

Ever.

-[sighs] -We've already established

you're not gonna kill me.

-Yeah, you're right.

But I'm happy to shoot you somewhere it hurts.

-You can't risk me passing out from the pain

or losing too much blood.

Answers are too important to you.

-Tell me why you chose me!

-Now, there's a good question.

The question, really.

We'll circle back to that later.

-You're gonna tell me what I wanna know

or I'm gonna make you suffer

and then you're gonna tell me anyway.

-Did they give you the un-redacted file

about the Cassandra tech in your head?

The full story?

The Orphanage never told you

about the tech destroying your mind, did they?

No one has ever made it past six months

without complete and total mental collapse or death.

-You're lying. -Am I?

Have the side effects started yet?

The pillowing lights, ringing in your ears,

little blips of losing time?

Once that starts, you're in the end game.

Your brain will start seizing.

The un-redacted file is over there.

Read it.

See if I can be believed.

[♪♪♪]

-You just happened to have this with you?

-You were hoping to talk to me, I was hoping to talk to you.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[suspenseful music playing]

[door opens]

-Forty-two minutes since he went dark.

If we haven't caught sight of him now, he's probably--

-Underground. We're scanning.

-There's miles and miles of catacombs.

He could be anywhere. -[laughs]

-Agreed.

-These are the six most likely scenarios.

These first four are if Alexander was able

to make contact with our lone wolf,

and these two are if he hasn't located him yet.

I'm drawing up a decision matrix--

-We all missed it.

Our target outplayed us. It's not your fault.

-[sighs] Wanna bet?

I knew he was going off mission.

He broke up with Michelle right before he left.

I think he figured out that we were

manipulating him through her.

I didn't give you all the information.

[sighing]

-You took a risk. It blew up.

There'll be plenty of time for me to yell at you

after we find him.

-I'm sorry. [sniffles]

I knew that you would abort the mission

and I couldn't stop.

I made the wrong call.

[♪♪♪]

-Samantha.

I need you to put it aside.

Just for now.

Focus on what comes next.

Be ready for this one.

The longer he's dark,

the more of a certainty it becomes.

[♪♪♪]

-You could've edited this.

-Does make you wonder, though.

Why did the Department of Defense

shut the program down?

Why not keep trying? Why mothball it?

You've always known

deep down, haven't you?

They kept the truth from you.

-However flawed The Orphanage might be,

I would still never work for you.

You stole my life!

So, unless you have any other documents for me to read,

we're taking the long way home.

-Your mother's.

I didn't want you to read the file

so that I could flip you.

I already have all the leverage I need for that.

I just wanted to remind you how little The Orphanage cares

about individual lives like yours.

Or like Helen and Preston Hale.

[grunts]

[groans]

-What did you do?

Answer me!

[pants]

-I've placed people in their everyday life.

People very close to them that I control.

If I give the order, your parents are dead.

If I don't check in regularly,

the kill order becomes automatic.

You really don't want anything to happen to me.

[grunts]

[Schiff sighs]

From now on, you're gonna do

exactly what I say.

Let's start with the gun.

[pants]

You're gonna walk out of here,

tell them you lost me in the catacombs,

and then go home.

And then you're gonna help me find the ghost

that I've been hunting for...

a long time.

St. George: Frederick Schiff.

An American citizen by birthright,

but without any papers.

No connection to his family.

We used his desire

to meet his American father to manipulate him.

I was going to retrieve him myself.

In exchange for intel about KGB agents.

But then the world turned upside down.

The KGB was pulling out.

He was no longer valuable to us.

-Do you know what he might want?

-Yes.

Schiff: I wanna know who St. George is.

And you can lead me right to her.

-And how am I supposed to do that?

-You're their most important operative,

you can find a way.

-Why her?

-She promised me...

something.

But it was all lies.

She stole my life.

So, I wanna be looking in her eyes

when she realizes that

I'm the one who's gonna kill her.

Afterwards, I'll simply disappear.

Your parents will be safe, you'll have the chance to run.

You'll never see me again.

-They're gonna think that I've been flipped.

-Then you better be a very good spy, Alexander.

The Orphanage will try to convince you

that you belong.

But you never will.

Do you really think they would hesitate

to let your parents die if it meant catching me?

I'll give you a day.

But by 10 p.m. tomorrow,

you will go through with it.

Clock is ticking.

[air hissing]

Just so they can find you!

It really is a maze down here.

You know how to reach me.

[grunting]

ground agent: Over here! Over here!

Where's the target?

We followed the heat signature

from the steam vent to Osiris.

Target is not here. Target is loose.

[tense music playing]

-Ellie?

We have eight hours until he's home.

Have Frances wire his apartment.

I wanna know everything that's going on in there.

-I thought we can't bug his place?

Because if the enemy finds out, it means we're onto the hack.

-We have to take that risk now.

[line ringing]

[♪♪♪]

[line continues ringing]

[line beeps]

[♪♪♪]

Marlowe: We now have an answer.

We were looking for one person.

We should've been looking for three.

This is Frederick Schiff.

Born 1964 in Salzwedel, Germany.

His mother, Ukrainian. Died in childbirth.

His father, an American serviceman

stationed in West Germany who never met his son.

Schiff grew up in East Berlin

and served three years in a Stasi listening post.

At some point, he began spying on his own country

and passing intel to American intelligence.

Records show he applied for asylum in the US.

It was declined.

He was then discovered and shipped to a Soviet gulag

where he apparently died of exposure.

He didn't stay dead long.

This is Eric Khomyuck.

A more grown-up Frederick Schiff

using his grandmother's maiden name.

Khomyuck emerged seemingly without a past.

A ruthless GRU officer rising through the ranks

of post-Soviet Russia.

Using a proxy paramilitary group,

the Brits eliminated him.

Or so they thought.

He was reborn with a new identity,

carefully crafted.

Schiff became Henry Goldman.

He has been working as a contractor

for various countries since 2002.

Including ours.

He has clearance with the CIA and the NSA.

And he currently consults

for the Director of National Intelligence.

He's very well-connected.

-How'd he get his hands on the Cassandra technology?

-One of his close associates is Werner Comstock,

who first pioneered the nanite technology

Cassandra is built on.

Werner Comstock died five months ago.

Terrible accident. Drowning.

-Is there a connection

between Werner Comstock, Schiff, and the chemist?

Marlowe: We'll never know.

The chemist also just died

of a terrible accident.

Overdose.

But Schiff's listening station

that processes the intel from the hack

is located in the former USSR.

But he lives here in DC.

Thirteen miles away.

He cleaned his place out before he left for Paris.

Wasn't planning to return.

-Thirteen miles. -Oh, it gets worse.

"Goldman" is his father's name.

The American side of his family.

One of his half-siblings is a woman named Ellen,

who, forty years ago, married a man

with the last name "Cobb."

They had one son. Edmund.

-Cobb is his nephew.

Marlowe: They've been in regular contact.

There's a chance Cobb was either working with him

or being manipulated by him.

Could be why Cobb went to the CIA.

-We have confirmation it was him?

Marlowe: He's at Langley under their protection.

It was him.

-Except Schiff didn't want

the CIA to be there. He wanted the drive.

Cobb did that on his own.

And if Cobb was working with Schiff,

he wouldn't have hidden that intel to save Poseidon.

Cobb didn't know about

the ambush in Slovakia before it happened.

-So, Cobb goes rogue

and brings the CIA in on his own. Why?

-Because he was right about the mole.

How do we wanna play it?

-We keep the show going.

We don't let on we know about Schiff.

Instead, we consider the mission a failure

because we didn't find the drive

and we follow the procedures after a failed op.

Hale arrives in one hour.

And then I'll need to know what he's really thinking.

Marlowe: Why did you pursue the target

despite the order to abort?

Alexander: Because I knew where he was going

and I didn't want him to get away.

Marlowe: Where's the drive?

-I gave it to another agent.

Edmund Cobb. Marlowe: What happened next?

Alexander: I was able to track the assailant down

into a network of tunnels.

[cell phone buzzing]

I searched for about 45 minutes.

At one point, I saw a figure running ahead of me

and I assumed it was him.

I chased after him and I fired my gun,

but he got away.

Ellie: You received this from Director Moira's office

ten minutes ago.

I guess they're doing an internal review.

All of our security clearances

are being held until it's completed.

They must think we have a leak somewhere in the chain.

Secure briefing in ten.

Moira: What does our enemy know?

-He only knows that I realized

he wasn't the extraction agent.

He doesn't have the drive, so he doesn't have any reason

to suspect that we set a trap for him.

And he doesn't know that we know about the hack.

Claymore's safe.

Did you find out who he is?

-Yes. Why did you knock out The Orphanage agents?

-Lone wolf was getting away

and I couldn't let that happen.

Moira: What happened to Remy?

Alexander: Lone wolf had a paralytic agent.

Like us.

He must've gotten close enough to Remy to use it.

I assumed you'd all be able to see it.

-Our shot was partially occluded.

-Hmm.

-You know what part I don't get?

You and Remy were the only people

that got a good look at him.

And then you followed him down into a dark tunnel system.

He could've ambushed you at any time.

Why let you live?

-I assumed it was

because he wanted to keep the hack open.

Keep seeing through my eyes.

-Why'd you break up with Michelle?

[chuckles]

-Um--

Couples fight.

It's unrealistic to assume that we'd be any different.

-On-again, off-again sorta thing?

-Yeah.

-Did you make contact with Schiff?

-Is that his name? The target?

-Did you make contact?

-No, sir. I didn't.

-I wanna be clear about something, Alexander Hale.

This is the one room in the world

where I can help you.

If you have anything to say to us, now's the time.

-I didn't make contact.

And I'm not lying to you.

[♪♪♪]

-Did he threaten you?

Someone close to you?

We can help.

-I couldn't find him.

He got away. That's all.

-Shit.

Alexander: What do you want me to do now?

-Go home.

Get some rest.

-He's lying.

[♪♪♪]

[sighs]

[sniffles]

[sighs]

-Hey. -Hi.

They need your keys back.

Standard operating procedure.

Sorry.

-Of course.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Moira: Watch him.

He might still lead us to Schiff.

Parker: It doesn't make sense that he would flip.

It doesn't sound like the person he is at all.

Moira: And at the end of the day,

it doesn't really matter why he flipped,

all that matters is what Schiff told him to do.

If he wanted to hurt us, Hale is the best way to do that.

He is walking evidence of a decision that we made

to compromise national security.

No one can ever find out.

-And if we're wrong about him?

-Do you think we're wrong? -[Parker sighs]

-I mean-- I-- I-- I-- I-- I can’t tell.

-Watch him very, very closely,

and if you see evidence that he is colluding with the enemy,

be prepared to give the kill order.

Verbal confirmation of the conditions

of the kill order, please.

-Conditions understood.

[suspenseful music playing]

[feedback buzzing]

[groans]

[horn honking]

-Sorry. I thought you were--

I found a few things of yours.

I wanted to drop them off

in the most dramatic way possible.

This works.

Trip good?

-Yeah.

-There's a few things of mine in there.

Do you mind if I grab them?

Unless you're afraid I'm gonna do something crazy.

[keys jingling]

Thanks.

Aren't you going to shut the door?

-So, where's the stuff you need?

-Bedroom.

-Let me just pick up a bit first.

-An unkept bedroom. You've changed.

[suspenseful music playing]

[♪♪♪]

[machine whirring]

Sorry.

I figured instead of taking my coffee back

like a petty person, we could just drink it.

Maybe sit and talk?

-Maybe some other time.

I think I'm comin' down with something.

-Yeah. Yeah. Sure.

Whenever. I mean, no rush.

I'm gonna go grab my stuff.

[cell phone buzzing]

Take it. I'll be in there.

-Hey, everything okay?

Helen [over phone]: So, you're alive!

Preston, he's alive. Preston: Great!

-Mom, now's not really a good time.

Helen: I know, I know, it's a bad time.

It's always a bad time.

So, we're just coming

because it's never a good time anyway.

-No, Mom, you cannot come here.

-Well, we're already here. How far away are we?

Preston: Uh, fifteen minutes.

Yeah, Victor invited us for lunch.

I was gonna call and tell you but--

Helen: But it was a bad time for you to answer.

-Sorry, I'm just not feeling well right now.

Helen: Oh, well, that's okay.

Uh, I'll come make food for you there--

-Uh, I-- [sighs] Helen: We'll stay in.

-No, you know what? We'll go to Victor's, okay?

I'll see you there.

-If you're not feeling well,

I can-- -Mom! I'm not asking.

-[sighs] Don't be so touchy--

-I'll see you there soon, okay?

-Okay, Alexander, I hear you.

[sighs]

-Sounds like I almost got to meet the family.

[sighs] I got my stuff.

I'll get out of your way.

-Yeah.

-That book you gave me...

I started reading it.

It was surprising.

In a good way.

-I'm glad you liked it.

-Yeah.

Sorry you're not feeling well.

If you need soup or anything...

I make good soup.

And I watch out

for the people that I care about.

-Thank you.

[♪♪♪]

[door closes]

[sighs]

-You called the meeting, you should probably speak first.

-I'm meditating.

To help control my temper.

-We received high-level intelligence

that an operative of yours was compromised,

which is ironic given the nature of your organization.

Alexander Hale entered the CIA sphere,

so we moved to collect him.

It's regrettable that it affects an operation of yours.

Perhaps in the future,

you could warn us what you're up to

so we can be on the same page.

Be better partners to you.

-What a generous offer.

-Well, thank you for considering it.

As for this unfortunate event, it is my understanding

that the only fire that was traded

was between Hale and our guys.

And no one was seriously hurt,

so it seems like something that we could all move past.

After all, we were just trying to help you with your problem.

-And it's so appreciated.

But there's no problem to be solved.

We looked into it.

You got bad intel.

-So, it's not true?

You're not protecting the leak in your house?

-Why on earth would we do that?

-I'm relieved to hear it.

-Let's hope this never happens again.

-Let's hope.

[indistinct chatter]

[soft jazz music playing]

-Hi. I'd like to sit at the bar, please.

-I can take that.

-Little to the left.

I wanna be able to see his face.

Helen: That doesn't look like very much food.

Preston: No, it doesn't, does it?

Gotta talk to Victor about that.

-Are you okay?

-Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

-I'm just worried about you.

You work too much.

-I'm fine, really.

I'm gonna pop in and say hi to Victor.

-Really? I-- -Yeah.

-You didn't even touch your food--

-Your food's gonna get cold-- -It's okay.

-It's three bites!

Victor: Oh.

Lunch okay? How was your trip?

-Got in late last night.

-Oh, you must be exhausted.

-Yeah.

-Come, help me with the flour.

[indistinct chatter]

-I have to talk to you about something.

Maybe we go for a walk? Chef: Order up.

-Okay. [chuckles]

Health inspectors.

Yeah, they came here yesterday, unscheduled.

So, we swept the place this morning.

They had bugged it, but we disabled them.

It's clean, but,

I mean, I assume this was Orphanage.

What's going on?

[sighs]

-I think they're looking into me again.

Paris trip didn't go as planned.

Victor, I've never asked you for anything like this,

but I need to speak to St. George.

Directly. -[sighs]

-I know you used to work with her.

I need to speak to her. Out of the office.

And I need you to trust that I have to do this.

-[chuckles] -Can you find her?

-No.

She's impossible to find. A ghost.

Unless...

you're one of a handful of people in the world

who knows she was married and who she was married to.

How long do you have?

-Only until ten tonight.

[sighs]

-Well-- Pff.

Okay, I'll-- I'll-- I mean, I-- I'll make a few calls

and when I know something I'll get in touch.

-Thank you. -Yeah.

-I have to go home

in case I run out of time. -Yeah.

-I don't want my parents to s-see anything.

-N-No-- No, no, no, I'll keep them here.

-Thank you. -Always.

-Hey, I'm sorry, guys,

but something just came up at work.

I have to go. -What?

-What? -Oh, come on.

Finish a meal with us. -Honey...

-Come on, what're you doing? -No, I--

I wish could, really.

Just enjoy yourselves. Victor will be here soon.

-[sighs] We drove all this way to see you.

-I know. And I will make it up to you.

[speaking Hakka Chinese]

[♪♪♪]

-What'd he just say? -Hold on.

That wasn't Mandarin.

Preston: Come on, Alexander.

We speak English here.

-Just say it back.

One time.

-Say it, Preston.

[speaking Hakka Chinese]

[speaking Hakka Chinese]

-[in English] I know, Mom.

I know.

Just stay here, okay? -Okay.

-I'll see you soon. Helen: Right.

-Okay. It's Hakka. A southern dialect.

He said, "I love you."

They said, "I love you" back.

[♪♪♪]

-Thank you for coming.

-I assume you reached out

because you want a way back in.

-No.

I fucked up.

The man Alexander's been pursuing is my uncle.

Henry Goldman. He's a...

security consultant.

Although, I'm starting to think

everything I know about him is a lie.

-And? -And...

I told him I suspected a leak in The Orphanage.

I didn't say who,

but, occasionally, over the last few years,

he would ask me questions

about who runs The Orphanage.

He asked me about the name St. George.

I confirmed that the name was still active,

even though I didn't know anyone who'd ever met her.

I think he was fishing for information.

Anyway, I wanted...

to tell you this...

in case it could help with whatever he's after.

-Thank you, Cobb.

-I never handed it over to the CIA.

I have a friend at the NSA.

Called in one last favor. He decrypted it.

It's completely full of dummy data.

Why would The Orphanage carry out

a high-risk international operation

for a worthless hard drive?

-We probably should've just brought you in

from the beginning.

But we didn't.

And now you're on the other side of the street.

I'd stay there if I was you.

-You're not gonna kill me?

Why Cassandra RU-two-five-eight?

You can see the file structure without decrypting it.

It's like an index.

Part of the bait, I assume?

There's a folder in there, "Cassandra RU-two-five-eight."

An old DOD hacking program.

-I think the better question is:

why did Alexander,

someone you thought was betraying his country,

jump in front of a bullet to save your life?

[suspenseful music playing]

[♪♪♪]

-Hey.

-Don't freak out.

I forgot I still had your spare key.

Now it's there on the table.

But like I said earlier,

I make a mean chicken noodle.

-You didn't have to do that. -I know.

Look, just to clarify...

it's over. No lingering feelings.

Everybody moves on.

And I'm just

someone in your kitchen making good soup.

I'm only here

to watch out for you.

Anything you need.

-Thanks.

-Soup in twenty!

[♪♪♪]

[sighs]

-I'm ready.

I'll do what you asked.

As soon as Victor comes through,

I'll lead you to St. George.

-Did he say he'd lead them to St. George?

[♪♪♪]

-Get Director Moira, please.

Ellie: We need you down here, sir.

[♪♪♪]

[cell phone buzzes]

["Inside Looking Out" by The Animals playing]

♪ Sittin' here lonely ♪

♪ Like a broken man ♪

♪ Servin' my time ♪ ♪ And doin' the best I can ♪

♪ Walls and bars ♪ ♪ They're surroundin' me ♪

♪ But I don't want ♪ ♪ Your sympathy, yeah ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ I just need ♪ ♪ Your tender lovin' ♪

♪ To keep me sane ♪ ♪ In this burnin' oven ♪

♪ When my time is up ♪ ♪ Be my rebirth ♪

♪ Like I was worth ♪ ♪ On God's green Earth ♪

♪ My rebirth ♪

♪ My rebirth ♪

♪ Baby ♪

♪ Yeah, I mean ♪ ♪ It's my rebirth ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

[♪♪♪]