All language subtitles for 1 1 The.Night.Agent.S03E02.480p

A thousand pages on Camp David, no black
marker. Any mention of him here? Peter

Sutherland hasn't worked for us for the
last ten months. He's got to be with

some government agency.

Not officially, he isn't. This broker is
about to control a sitting president.

The new mission determines the exact
nature of their relationship.

Jay Buttrey was a great analyst.

What about his boss?

Ben Wallace.

Sell their career and help bring down
some big fish.

You have him leaking intelligence to the
press. He's scared.

I've seen you before. I don't think so.
I made a contact with this reporter,

Isabel De Leon. She writes for the
Financial Register.

A reporter? Strange.

Yeah. She doesn't sound like somebody
that's trying to sell classified

intelligence. It sounds like someone
with a story to tell, you know?

That seat is taken. We won't be here
long.

I think he's telling the truth. I'm
looking at them now.

I need to call you back. Five days ago,
what happened? He comes over and starts

grilling me. And he destroys the hard
drive with the SARS on it so I try to

him and he pulls a gun. Says he's sorry
that they made him do it. I promise you

that if you come with me, I will do
everything in my power to keep you safe.

There's something I haven't told you.
What? That crypto wallet belongs to Raul

Zapata and the LFS.

You're saying you predicted the attack
on Pima 12?

And if what I suspect is true, that
would mean that someone states I had fun

the attack.

Hello? I'm calling, Peter, because...

It appears that you have something I
want. Or rather, someone.

Yeah, send a text next time.

Sorry. Culperson's got me on deadline
for this insider trading piece.

So I need a little favor.

You mean groundwork? As the most junior
reporter here? No, as the reporter with

the most energy.

But it is groundwork. It's a learning
opportunity.

What is this?

More junk from the tip site? Whoa, whoa.
The tip site is not junk.

That's how I got my first byline.

Okay, most of it is junk. But every so
often, there's a there there.

You know what I mean?

Hey, I'm not asking you to stay late.
Just look it over when you can. Please.

With a cherry on top.

And a crisp $20 bill on top of that
cherry.

There's a there there, right? If I'm
reading this correctly and the dates are

accurate, then this guy, this Jay Batra,
basically predicted the terrorist

attack on Pima 12 a few days before it
happened. Yeah, using suspicious

reports, and apparently he still has
them. That's why he submitted to the tip

site. He says the companies listed in
that memo were involved.

A whistleblower with a paper trail. Now,
that's a rare bird.

Where is he?

Istanbul. Turkey?

So he's already on the run. He's scared
for his life.

Then we need to be very deliberate with
next steps.

If he's legit, this story can be bigger
than the Panama Papers. But if he's not,

then... Mike, the FBI is on their way
up. What? Why?

They want to talk to you.

Give us a sec.

They can't be on to us already, can
they?

Shit! When you texted last night, I
reached out to my source at Vincent to

verify the memo's authenticity.

He must have given them a heads up.

I got a call legal.

Wait, wait. Let me go where the proof
is.

I'll find Jay and get the rest of the
reports. To Istanbul?

That's not just dangerous. It's crazy.

We have no idea what we're dealing with
here. Mike, you told me yourself that

crazy and bold are the same exact thing.
It's just different perspectives.

Let me do this now before they shut us
down.

Keep in mind, I am going, whether you
okay this or not.

Be careful.

And keep receipts.

Thank you. Don't mention it.

FBI.

Yeah.

Sit tight. I'll be right back in a
second.

I got four missed calls from the broker
while we were in the air.

He's not tracking me on that thing, is
he? No, no. I cloned the sim. The

original one he gave me is back in D .C.

Well, poor Coles. He's eager to talk.

What does he want with our boy over
here?

Jay told me the suspicious activity
reports he took off with connect the LFS

attack on FEMA -12 with some American
shell corporations.

I think the broker probably knows about
it. You think one of those companies is

his? I think all of them are.

Look, Raul Zapata and the LFS are a
small terrorist organization that have

dormant for, what, a decade now? More.

Now all of a sudden they're back on the
scene with enough military equipment and

money to swat a commercial airliner out
of the sky? No. What are you implying?

How does a Bush League terrorist group
go pro all of a sudden?

Again, who do we know that could
facilitate that? Same man who

.N. attack last year?

Exactly. And it's got the broker's
fingerprints all over it. And so Jay

connected the dots he wasn't supposed
to. You said Jay leaked his findings to

the press. Which outlet?

The, uh, financial register.

No shit.

It wasn't Mike Fonseca, was it?

Because our New York field office was
trying to question him last week. No,

reporter's name was Isabel DeLeon. Let
me get somebody on here. Realistically,

we're not going to get those documents
back anytime soon. Not without a court

order.

Tim. Answer it. Put it on speaker.

Hello? You haven't been answering my
calls.

Yeah, I was in the air. Just landed back
in the States. I'm in New York. Welcome

home. Did the package arrive with you
safely?

Yeah, yeah, I got him. Good.

I'll send details as to where he's to be
dropped off.

I trust you can handle that.

Peter?

No. No, that's not how this is going to
work.

Oh? And how do you imagine it happening?

Enlighten me.

You taught me a lesson once on value.

Now, this package clearly has some big
value to you, so I'm not going to be

handing them over to you no questions
asked.

Do I have to remind you of our
arrangement? Look, I honored that deal

broke into the U .N. and got you those
documents you wanted. You don't own me

forever. I have some security footage
that might change your tune.

Then use it.

Okay, but you won't, because then I'll
have no value to you. Let me propose

something new, then.

Ever play the game Go Fish?

Not since I was a kid, no. Well, I'm
asking you for a jack.

A single expendable card. One I know you
have.

So you give them to me, and then you ask
me for a card.

And I've got a damn near whole deck in
my hands.

So you're suggesting a trade?

I'm suggesting a mutual benefit.

I get what I want, you get what you
want.

This analyst that you want me to hand
over, I need to know that I'm not

his life in danger. Well, of course not.

What we're dealing in here is an
exercise in economics.

A value exchange, nothing more.

What if I say go fish?

Then we'll move on to a different game.

One with deadlier stakes.

Think about it.

I'll be in touch.

Welcome back.

I figured you'd be hungry, so I ordered
some... Onion rings?

It's 10 a .m. What's wrong with you?
What are you, my mother?

These are the best in the city. Try one.
Here you go, hon. Black.

Thanks, Ron. Hey, you want me to stow
your luggage behind the bar? Yes,

This pile are suspicious activity
reports of all the companies whose cash

withdrawals matched the cash flow that
went into this pile.

Records for a crypto wallet known to
fund La Fuerza de Soberanía.

Yellow Fest?

Jesus, this kid really did have the
dicks. Yeah, and you tried to talk me

going. No, I just made you fight for it.

Bill's character, you can thank me
later.

How'd Jay seem?

Terrified. Well, he should be. He killed
his boss and fled the country.

The FBI grilled me for hours after you
left. He thinks the feds are trying to

kill him, not arrest him. That's a
little paranoid.

Maybe. Maybe not.

As soon as I got Jay talking, this guy
who tried to hit on me the night before

showed up.

Recognize him?

Yeah, that's the guy wanted for
kidnapping Ashley Redfield's daughter a

of years ago. Peter Sutherland Jr.

He was exonerated, though. He was.

Which begs the question, what's a former
FBI agent doing with our source?

They don't send a guy like him for
nothing.

Are you thinking cover -up? I don't know
what I'm thinking. A mentor once taught

me never to assume anything.

But Jay hasn't messaged me in 24 hours,
and I'm starting to worry. Is there

anything in the tip site? Not yet. Maybe
he went back on the ground.

Yeah, maybe.

All right.

Well, we certainly got enough here to
start digging in.

What's our next move?

Why are you asking me? You're the one
that has decades more forensic

experience than I do. Now you're just
making me sound old.

Decades and decades more experience.

Don't act like you haven't been gaming
this thing out the whole flight home.

You got good instincts.

Use them.

What's next?

Later. So, I've been looking for common
threads, and I found a pretty big one.

Vernon Tyvek. Who's that?

The compliance officer who filed all the
stories that Jay handed us until he was

fired two months ago. Do you ever sleep?

That's what coffee's for.

The only problem is that these banker
types, they have a LinkedIn or a profile

page somewhere. But Vernon, he's not
really online, so I'm having a hard time

tracking him down.

How old is he?

Around my age. Why?

Fran, I'm gonna borrow this. Yeah.

What century is that even from?

2019, the last year they printed him.

What? You'd be surprised how often this
comes in handy. There's no way he's in

there. No, but if his parents are my
age, they might be. And he's got a

last name.

It's ringing.

Would you be willing to take a lie
detector test? Yeah.

Please, like, I got nothing to hide,
man. I just want my life back.

I'm just a low -level analyst, for
Christ's sake. I don't need to get

in whatever the hell this is.

All right.

You've had a long flight.

There's a shower upstairs, fresh towels.

Wash up.

We'll order some food in. Okay, but
aren't we going to, like, an FBI office

somewhere with real security? We're not
just going to hang out at some rando's

house, are we? This place isn't random,
Jay. It's ours, okay? You'll be safe

here.

Okay, it's just... Look, I get it. You
got

questions.

I promise you we'll get you answers.

But right now we have to talk, so just
go get cleaned up, you know?

Okay.

Hey, uh, Peter.

Yeah.

Thank you.

I think the kid's telling the truth.

Me too.

We should fold him in.

He found a needle in the haystack once.

Wants to say he can't recreate the
evidence, give more time and resources.

You're saying we walk away from the
broker's offer, a chance to finally ID

and maybe get the evidence to put him
away?

I'm saying it's a rigged game using his
rules. We don't have to play it. We have

the leverage here. Do we?

All we know is that he wants Jay.

But even Jay doesn't know why.

Then what do you propose?

Using his bait? After everything that
happened in the U .N. last year, we sat

every building he ever touched, reviewed
hundreds of hours of security tape, and

even with all of that, we've never been
closer to setting our sights on this

guy. Aiden, what does that tell you?

We can't just hand Jay over to him.

What if the broker kills him? This is an
opportunity we cannot pass up.

What if we don't do either?

What was your favorite part?

Well, kind of like the part where the
kid, he found the treasure map and the

chest of the old pirate Billy Bones.

It was kind of sad that he died, but
also cool and mysterious.

Like the adventure was just starting.

Go on then.

Yes.

I understand.

But we already had this conversation and
you wouldn't agree to my price.

You chose local hires in Istanbul and
they created a mess.

With more exposure and more risks.

Which means that yesterday's price is no
longer today's price.

No.

Triple.

Send over the details then, and I'll get
started this evening.

You have to work again?

I do.

But we get to go to New York that time.

Can we see the Statue of Liberty?

We can, and we will.

Now.

You leveled up in the last session,
right? Yeah.

All right.

We want further dangers await.

Yeah.

Now's the time for choosing, Peter.

Is there a deal to be made, or... Are we
both going to be walking away empty

-handed? Yeah, I'd like to propose
something.

Well, excellent news.

I'm listening.

I want names of corrupt agents within
the FBI and the CIA.

Is that how you justify working with me?
Putting a few bad guys away so you can

sleep better at night? It's not about
you, okay? I can't just misplace a

agent that's in my custody without
someone to blame it on. So I need names,

need dirty agents. People I can give my
bosses so they don't think I'm crooked.

Well, luckily for you, names are my
stock and trade.

Will two suffice?

Ten. Ten?

Don't overplay your hand. If I was
overplaying my hand, you would have hung

by now.

Now is the time for choosing.

Four.

Five.

Five?

You know, you're a tough little son of a
bitch when you decide to be.

Good for you.

Five it is.

I need one of the names now, with
evidence, so I can verify the ID.

So you don't trust me to deliver the
goods, Peter?

If you were in my shoes, would you?

I'll send one over now.

The rest, upon delivery.

Deal?

Deal.

We get him only if he's in seven
different cities all at the same time.

Is that... He said the name.

You're not my food.

Vernon Tyvek, I'm Mike Fonseca from the
Financial Register.

This is my colleague, Isabel De Leon.

We were hoping to ask you some
questions.

How'd you get to Tadros? Your mother was
kind enough to lend a hand.

She'd appreciate a call every once in a
while, you know.

May we come in?

What's this all about?

Your time at Walcott Capital Bank.

We learned you parted ways with the bank
and we were hoping you would help us

understand why the sudden exit.

Simple. Downsizing.

Got a good exit package, though. I see
you're enjoying your time off.

Yeah. Anything else?

Yes. The story we're working on involves
a number of suspicious activity reports

that you filed during your time at the
bank. We were hoping you could verify

their authenticity.

How did you get those? Sorry, we don't
reveal that sausage.

Which is how you know anything that you
share with us will be treated with

strict confidentiality.

Confidentiality?

Listen, I really can't be talking to you
guys. We understand.

We do. We can go away and never come
back.

But you'll have to tell us where to go
instead.

Or the trail for the reports ends here
on your doorstep.

Leaving you with some tough questions to
answer for the next people who come

knocking.

Okay, fine. Really,

anything will help us. Like if you
notice a certain pattern with the

My job is to identify bogus transactions
and run investigations.

It's Vincent's job. Yes, I understand.
But looking at the source altogether, is

there anything that jumps out at you?
Not really.

They're all textbook shell companies.

Except for this one.

He goes in healing. Yeah, they're a non
-profit for injured vets, which seemed

legit until I started flagging their
activity.

Could you expand on that, please? Rapid
movement of funds, incomplete or false

documentation, smurfing.

You know what that is? Yes, large
transactions broken down into multiple

ones to avoid detection.

Yes. Mr. Tavik, can you help us fill in
the gaps, please? We could really use

your expertise.

Look, you asked me to point a finger. I
did. I really can't get deeper than

that.

You understand.

Thank you for your time, Vernon, really.
Don't mention it.

Like, literally, don't.

Non -profit for injured vets?

Heroes in Healing.

Do you know it?

No, but I have a contact who might.

What, another name from the phone book?
No, an old thoughts from inside the belt

wind. I'll try and set up a meeting.
Maybe they'll be able to clarify

I'll look into a non -profit, see what I
can find.

No, I'm going to drop you home. You must
be exhausted.

What? How could you think about sleep at
a time like this?

A thousand pages on Camp David, no black
marker.

Any mention of him here?

Special Agent Shigeru Ando. Can't
believe we're about to make him section

next month. Well, he's definitely dirty.

There's at least four more where he came
from.

Only if we give him J.

Right? Say we play along a little
longer.

We could root out some of the biggest
intelligent breaches in decades.

Agent Ando is just the tip of the
iceberg.

There's no telling what other names
he'll hand over, what other departments

he'll be embedded in.

She's not wrong.

We played this right. Record the
exchange.

His list for the analyst.

That's a federal charge.

Conspiracy. Racketeering.

We could put him away for good, Peter.

Not a year from now.

Today.

And you could get your life back.

What about Jay's safety? We can protect
him.

I'll put a few HRT units together. That
way you two will never leave our site.

No, we need to keep this small. There's
no telling what other names are on that

list. Anyone could be compromised.

I know some Joint Terrorism Task Force
guys out in Jersey.

They owe me a favor, and they're solid.

You're not listening. I promised Jay
that I would keep him safe, and now

asking me to dangle him in front of the
biggest shark that we know? I think

you're under the illusion that we have
other options at our disposal.

We don't.

The analyst is our best path forward.
I'm not putting him at risk because a

bunch of people who aren't Jay agreed to
it. It's not our choice to make. It's

his. What if Jay says no?

Then he says no.

Peter. It's his decision, Catherine.

Hey.

Hey. Where'd you find those?

It was just lying around, trying to keep
my mind focused.

Solve something so I don't spiral out,
you know?

Yeah.

Listen.

Everything okay?

You've been kept in the dark on some
things.

Okay, and I think you deserve to know
what's being discussed down there and

you fit into it all.

Okay.

About a year ago, I was working a case.

And...

I made a deal with the devil.

He was an intelligence broker, and he
had details about a terror plot at the U

.N.

The arrangement that I made with him, it
saved a lot of lives, but it also came

with a pretty big I .O .U.

Now that same guy, he wants to collect
on his debt.

He wants you, Jay.

What do you mean?

What do you mean he wants me?

Wait, who even is this guy? Can't you
just arrest him? It's not that easy.

guy, he's extremely careful about what
he says and who he says it to.

Peter, you said I'd be safe here.

I should have just listened to the
reporter and tried to get asylum.

The good news is you have options.

Option one, we can move you into the
witness protection program, we can put

someplace safe, and you can start a new
life.

Now, that's low risk, but it's also low
reward.

Because you'll always be looking over
your shoulder.

But option two is you let us use you to
draw this guy out into the open.

Okay, now that's high risk, but it's
also high reward. Because once we arrest

this guy, he's gone.

Okay, he'll never bother you again.

It's just that there are a lot more
unknowns.

And that's it, two options.

Okay, what's the bad news then? The bad
news is this is your decision to make.

No one else can make it for you. This is
your life. What kind of choice is that?

I just don't want to die.

And I can't keep running either.

What would you do if you were me? I'm
not you.

No, just say you were. What would you
do?

Peter, my whole life is just about
numbers.

Adding them up, making sure they fit.
But I don't know what the risks are here

because I have nothing to weigh them
against. So just humor me for a goddamn

second and just tell me what would you
do.

Please.

If there was a way that I could have
gotten this guy behind me before now, I

would have done it.

But that's me.

So you're saying I should... No, I'm not
saying you should do anything. You

asked me what I would do, and I told
you.

Now what you need to do, figure out the
percentages, and we'll stand by for your

decision downstairs.

Isabel? Isabel, Mike's been calling for
you.

Oh, he has? Yeah, said he's just
finishing up with the source and wanted

meet him at the place with the good
onion rings.

Okay.

Oh, and the Anderson file.

He wants you to bring it. The Anderson
file? Are you sure that's what he said?

Yeah, that's what he said.

Here you go.

Thanks, Fran. Hey, what's the deal with
the jukebox? You trying to drive away us

regulars? Sorry, it's a bar crawl.

Barely even sounds like music.

No soul.

Pardon me?

I said no soul.

This crap we're listening to.

Yeah, I hear you.

I don't want to throw rocks at the next
generation, but this just sounded dumb.

Over -processed, right?

That might taste.

What's your poison?

IPA. Oh, no, I mean music.

What do you like?

Journey, Eddie Money, Santana. Yeah,
they're all good.

What about Bon Jovi? Oh, Bon Jovi for
sure.

You know, I saw them in 88 in the Jersey
Syndicate tour.

Amazing. Living on a prayer.

That is a song you can drink to. In my
case, too much, but yeah.

You know what messes with your head?

Hearing the songs of our youth and
commercials now for Boner Pill. That's

you know you're getting on.

What are you going to do?

It's their world now.

You know what I say to that?

Screw it.

Seriously.

You want Bon Jovi?

Go get some Bon Jovi on me.

You sure? Yeah.

You know what to do.

The Jersey Civic Tour rides again.

I queued up. Don't stop believing for
you after. Yes.

Cheers.

Hey, sorry.

Can I get some quarters for the meter
out front?

Here you go.

Another parking ticket. My wife will
have my tip in the ringer. We don't want

that.

Hey, Mike, you okay?

Hey, Mike?

Yeah.

So what do you say, Peter?

Have I won over your trust yet? The name
he sent checked out, so as long as the

others are just as good.

Well, of course.

So it sounds like we're on then, yes?

Yeah. Yeah, we got a deal.

Excellent. And I have your word that
you'll come alone.

Just you and the trade in question.

As long as I have your word that no harm
will come to him, then yeah.

Well, then we're ready to meet.

Midnight.

59th Street Bridge.

I'll have you picked up.

And Peter, I'm looking forward to seeing
you again.

Oh, man.

No, it's okay. He's my friend. What
happened? Is he okay? You knew him? I

just with him today. What happened? Do
you have a history of high blood

pressure, hypertension, heart disease,
AFib? I don't know. I was just with him

today. He was fine. He was totally fine.

Is he going to be okay?

Is he going to be okay?

I'm back.

Hey.

Oh, what'd you get? Burgers?

Subs. Oh.

How was your work?

What do you mean?

This time you got a new business
assignment. I assume there are aspects

that are different.

Different problems, obstacles.

I love the questions you ask.

I really do.

Yes.

This new assignment comes with certain
unique challenges.

That's how we measure ourselves.

That's right.

What page you on?

206. Wow, that's great.

I knew you'd love this one.

Yeah, not too bad.

What's your favorite part so far?

The part where White Fang gets captured
by the hunters. Oh, yeah.

Peter, Jay, this is J -P -T -F Commander
Chip Highmore. Good to meet you. He and

his men will be following your every
move in the trail van. Thanks for

us out tonight. No sweat.

Anything for Catherine.

Good luck out there, yeah?

You boys are in good hands. We got you.

Thank you.

What?

Nothing. Damn right, nothing.

Let's take this new tech out of DARPA.

Works by frequency, Hoppy. Making it
impossible for technical surveillance

countermeasures to pick it up. Is that
like radio?

Kind of.

Only works one way, though, so they can
hear us. We can't hear them. Remember,

we need to list some names in exchange
for J. Once that happens, Catherine,

Commander Highmore and his team can
swoop in. Don't push too hard.

We don't want them getting suspicious.
We don't want to blow the whole case on

entrapment. Got it. J, same rules apply,
plus one extra.

Can't let on. You're being followed.

No wandering eyes.

Completely confused, even angry.

I know that there's a lot riding on
this.

But we finally get a chance to hear this
intel broker's voice and how he

operates in live time. That is all
thanks to you. So now you just go get

For all of us.

Yes, ma 'am.

Level's good.

Aiden, you picking this up?

Clear as a bell. I got him.

Peter. Yeah?

I'm scared, man.

That's good.

Okay, use it.

We're not supposed to be on the same
team anyway, remember?

Right, hence the, uh... The exact...
Hey.

We'll be okay.

Guess what?

Honestly, didn't think you'd show.

Where are we going?

You'll see soon enough.

They're headed westbound.

Copy. Signal still good.

Shit, you don't think the tunnel goes
all the way through, do you?

Roma, call up the USGS and see if the
NJT found these tunnels.

Where the hell are we?

Oh.

Oof.

Hello, Peter.

You're looking well.

Can't say the same for you. Yeah, a
little bit of a stomach bug.

We'll pass.

And you must be the elusive Jay Buttre.

You're a slippery one.

Didn't really have a choice.

Hold up mind of the deal. Now, where's
the list of names?

Don't be rude.

Talking about our new friend like he's
some sort of prize to be bargained for.

Mr. Buttre, I'm curious.

What do you know about me?

What has Peter told you? I told him...
No, no, no.

I want to hear it from him.

Well, he said you were dangerous.

Oh.

Please.

But that you wouldn't hurt me because...

You always kept your word, which is more
than I can say for him.

So... It's true.

Peter is not one for good first
impressions, but it was right for him to

us together.

Now, tell me, how exactly did you do it?

Do what?

The SARS.

I mean, your job is to untangle
financial webs and puzzles, but it is

particular knack for piecing them back
together that has me intrigued.

Just good with numbers, I guess.

He's quite a talent.

I'm curious to see more of that ability
in action.

Are we done?

The Lift.

Four additional names with evidence, as
we agreed.

But first, take a moment.

Drink it all in.

Because this is what true partnership
looks like, Peter.

You scratch my back, I scratch yours.

Everybody gets what they want.

Including our new friend here.

Are we happy?

Yeah. We're on. Go, go, go!

Stop here.

No, no, no.

Not yet.

We had a deal.

Yes, we did. But allow me one more
moment.

For what?

Turn

off

the engine and get out of the vehicle
now!

What was that?

That was the sound of us learning a very
difficult lesson.

Don't move your fucking hand.

I offered you the carrot, Peter, and you
lied to me.

So let me remind you of the dick.

You exist in this world at my pleasure,
as does any other person

unfortunate enough to call you their
friend.

So when I contact you again and I
require something,

You will comply with blind obedience.

You will comply with expediency.

Otherwise, my next bonfire will be in
California over Rose Larkin's house.

Do you understand me?

Yes.

Good. Then get out.

What? No. No, no.

He stays.

I lived up to my end of the arrangement.

That sort of integrity should be
rewarded, don't you think?

Peter.

Jay?

Jay, you're going to be okay.

What's going on?

Catherine!