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Sounds a lot like fraud.

Well, it doesn't have to be, with
the right banker at the right bank.

What'd he want in return?

Access to the presidential daily brief.

With some creative accounting,
we can get it straight to the campaign.

There's a secure online database.

It's encrypted to the point
where I can't even access it

unless I have this book.

Okay, so like a book cipher?

You kept that phone so the
secret service wouldn't find it,

and now Brian mott is dead.

The only thing I don't know yet is why.

Adam was bringing
your father into custody.

He got hold of a gun.
He took his own life.

- Is, arrington still with you?
- She's here.

I need you to do one more thing
for me, and this one won't be easy.

Understood.

- Are you safe?
- Yeah, everything's fine.

You should come home.

Was that our exit?

It's all good. We'll… we'll
grab the, country road.

Sir, one of your night
agents has gone rogue.

Adam is acting on my orders.

- Stand down, agent.
- Can't do that.

Then I think that's treason, Peter.

Just like your father.

With all due respect, sir, fuck you.

Hey, don't go too far, Peter.

Okay, ready? Now!

I love you.

- Go ahead.
- Night action. I need a... code, please.

Leaf, tower, ice, blade.

That is not a valid code.

What? No.

Leaf, tower, ice, blade.

This is copperhead. There's a
secret service agent in trouble.

I'm sorry. That is not a valid code.

Do not call this number again.

We clear the entire house, right?

And remember, there's
supposed to be four guys in there.

Where'd they go?

Well, that's what we're
trying to figure out.

So we exit the building, and then I
see in the distance, this structure,

like a storage shed or
something, about 50 yards away.

And they gotta be in there.

So we start moving in.

All of a sudden, we hear
something, movement.

And we just light that place up.

And two seconds later, we hear
"hee-haw, hee-haw, hee-haw!"

No way!

That jackass didn't know
what was hitting him. I...

- that's awful.
- Man.

- I still feel guilty about that.
- Yeah?

Yeah, well, we had orders to
take out the men, not the donkey.

Poor animal didn't
deserve to go out like that.

No.

So when did you realize?

Realize what?

That something was off.

Ditch the gun.

Left hand.

You know, I've been
reading people a long time,

and you're good. You're very good.

You had me right up to the very end.

But that story, it's funny.
It's just not that funny.

You know, you don't have to do this.

Yeah, well, I… I…

I don't want to, if that's any consolation.

My family, my fiancé, you know,
what'll they think happened?

That you had a terrible accident.
It's bad luck. It's just bad luck.

And that's exactly what this is. It's just…

Bad luck.

The irony is not lost on me
that I would be in a body bag

if it wasn't for your help back there.

Yeah.

My mistake.

Chelsea!

Shit.

Chelsea!

- You good?
- Yeah.

A real-life showdown, Peter?

Doesn't have to be.

I don't know what hagan told you
to get you to do this, but it's all lies.

Yeah. You're the straight shooter?

The guy that broke into the UN,

stole intelligence, gave
it straight to Monroe?

Hagan is using you, Adam.

Okay? He and the first lady

have been making illegal
deals with Monroe for years.

Bullshit!

Isabel got the hard drive
open, okay? We have proof.

Good men do not hide
behind need-to-know.

Ask him for yourself.

Peter, there's no reasoning with him.

Come on.

Damn it, Adam.

You ready?

Go.

So Raúl zapata and the lfs

had an account to finance
all their terrorist stuff.

And separately, we have
Isabel's father, Jacob Monroe.

- An intelligence broker?
- Yes.

Also kind of terrorist-adjacent.

Killed an FBI agent while abducting me,

had his hands in the UN attack last year.

Also in bed with… Jenny hagan.

He funneled money through
her charity, signature initiative,

and illegally back into
the hagan campaign

as leverage or blackmail, in
exchange for classified intel.

So zapata, Monroe, signature initiative.

What do all these parties
need in order to launder money?

- A bank.
- Very good, Jane.

It's Jill.

In fact, all of these entities used
the same bank, walcott capital.

So, clearly, they had
someone in the bank

to approve the transactions,
make sure they don't get flagged.

They slipped up, which
is where I came in.

We believe the bank paid for
the murders of senator Lansing,

Vernon tyvek, and Mike to
cover up their involvement.

This is based on the
word of a murder suspect?

Self-defense. Also, are you fucking
listening to what we're telling you?

It's all on the drive.

And this is what my
father had on the bank.

We haven't even begun to dig into
the rest of his intelligence operation.

Jesus, if even half of these leaks
are real, this is a very big deal.

Sorry, can I just…

So many allegations against
such high-profile parties

leaves us extremely exposed.

And I'm not even gonna begin
to touch the ethical considerations

of you running after this story,

given that Monroe is your father.

I'll disclose it. It's how I was
able to track everything down.

I agree with Jill. We want this airtight.

It is airtight.

There are over a
thousand folders on there.

It would take months to vet,

and the president is
already trying to cover this up.

I'm not asking to publish the whole thing.

Just a part of it, just
to get the narrative out.

- What do you think, trip?
- What if we put a team on it?

Upload these files to a secure drive

and have a full-time staff of
reporters vetting everything?

- That would take a couple of weeks.
- At least.

Guys, we're talking
about the president here.

Are you making your point or ours?

What if we got some
witnesses to go on record?

Who else is there besides this guy?

There's Chelsea arrington,
a secret service agent

who can attest to the relationship
between Monroe and the first family.

Wait, the one who shot the intruder?

Johnson at the press pool
texted me ten minutes ago.

The white house is calling
her account into question.

They're trying to discredit her.
Like I said, this is a cover-up.

Trip…

We really should fast-track this.

- Agreed.
- Strongly advise against.

Co-sign.

Trip, it's your call.

I'm sorry, Isabel.

I'm with the lawyers on
this one. We can't rush this.

They'll be headed to the register.

Peter said they got the drive open.

Listen, I get the feeling that
sutherland's not gonna stop.

I need you to handle him.

Rich, can I…

Can I talk to you as a friend right now?

Go ahead.

Peter said things about you and Jenny

having ties to Monroe.

Yeah, that's right.

Monroe was an early
donor to my campaign.

Guess that makes me part
of the conspiracy in his mind.

- But you're not?
- That's why I called you.

Peter, he can't see past
his own personal trauma.

His father was a traitor, so now he
perceives everyone as an enemy.

He never trusted me.
He never trusted you.

Jesus, Adam, we fucking bled together.

I know. Hey, man, I know.

I'm just looking for clarity, that's all.

It's a matter of national security.
Is that not clarity enough?

"Generals question so we don't have to."

How many times did
you drill that into my head?

Yeah.

Look, I know I'm asking a lot,

but you won't have to do it alone.

How's that?

You're not the only member of our
old team I brought into night action.

Theo's trying to kill the story,

or at least delay it as long as he can.

- That's good.
- What if they go after him next?

He didn't choose to get involved.

You're doing the right thing.

Sounds like Theo thinks so too.

Seems like a good guy.

Yeah.

Peter.

God, I'm scared, man.

Just try to think what you'll be
doing when you're through with all this.

I'll be on my couch in my
jammies, stuffing my face with cake.

Cake?

I'm more of an ice cream guy myself.

Favorite flavor?

Yeah, there was this ice cream bar.

My mom got it for me…

One day when we were at the beach.

It's actually

my last memory I have of her

before she got sick.

Yeah, it was… I don't know, it was red.

Had all these, like, crunchy
things all over it. It was good.

What was the name of it?

I can't remember.

It was strawberry or
raspberry something.

Had this logo, this little
blue cow on the front.

I always keep my eye
open for it. It's just…

That good?

Honestly, I can't even remember.

Maybe I'm just hung up

on how I felt that day.

Yeah.

- Where are you guys?
- Still at the register.

We're on our way back.

Stay there, tell security not
to let anyone in the building.

Stay away from the windows.

The whole building is windows.

- Adam tried to kill Chelsea.
- What?

Are you both okay?

Yeah, but the president's tying
up loose ends, which means…

- He's coming after us.
- Yeah.

- Where you at with the story?
- My bosses won't publish it.

Not without vetting the
drive, which could take weeks.

Did you tell them...

I told them everything.
They won't publish it.

- What if you got a source to go on record?
- Jay and Chelsea aren't enough. I tried.

What about the banker?

There's evidence on that hard
drive that might convince her to talk.

Excuse me, Evan.

What if I get someone from
walcott capital on the record?

- Who?
- Freya Myers, a private banker.

If I got her confirming all of this,

will you get us cross-platform
coverage tonight?

That's a very big if.

But if I do, will you run it?

I'd have to check with trip.
But yeah, that might work.

- Peter, it's on.
- Great.

Find out where she
is. We'll come to you.

Renee asked me to reach out to you
specifically because there's an addendum.

It's big. You'll wanna break the full story.

So we just need you to hold off for...

no, no, no. I understand
this is last-minute.

Well, how… how long
can you hold the story?

A couple of hours? Come on, rina.

Great, great. No, I promise you'll
be the first one I'll call. Thank you.

Okay…

Hey, Samantha, it's Theo.

I'm calling on Renee's behalf
about the arrington story. I was hop...

what are you doing?

Samantha, I'm gonna
have to call you right back.

- Hey.
- Are you serious right now?

The story's bullshit,
Renee, and you know it.

I'm calling security.

Don't bother.

I quit.

Hey, Samantha, it's
Theo. Sorry about that.

We'll get the account set up and running.

And I will be sure to let you know

next time my associates
pass through Moscow.

Yeah.

Okay, you as well.

Yes?

Evening, miss Myers. There's
a miss de Leon to see you.

Says she works with a Jacob Monroe.

Give me five minutes, then send her up.

Fold it, spin it. Good.

Now, you do all of them like that,

there'll be more than enough
room for the PlayStation.

Did you learn this at work?

Scouts.

- Yes?
- Where the fuck are you?

The journalist that you
claim to have taken care of

is at my doorstep.

- I see.
- I don't need you to see.

I need you to do.

I can stall her. How quick
can you get to the east side?

I'm not gonna be able to make it.

- I'm no longer working this job.
- What?

You were paid triple for your services.

And that payment has just
been returned to you in full,

less some incidentals.

We had a deal.

The only reason that I answered this
call was out of professional courtesy

to inform you that I have withdrawn
from this field of work entirely.

I hope we can part on good terms.

What? You're… you're
having a goddamn midlife crisis

in the middle of a job?

More of an awakening.

Listen, I need you right now.

Are you coming or not?

I am not.

You listen to me right now, you asshole.

You are not the only
number in my contacts.

But if you decide to screw me,

then you and every single person
that you have ever cared about

better start looking over
your fucking shoulders!

You have a nice evening now.

Everything okay?

Better than ever.

Hi. I'm sorry for intruding.

- I'm Isabel...
- Isabel de Leon.

I loved your last piece
in the register. Come in.

Wow. So this is what life is
like from the eightieth floor.

Wanna know a little secret?

Anything above the
fiftieth looks the same.

What can I do for you?

I was hoping you'd sit down for an
interview regarding Jacob Monroe.

I'm so sorry. I have a
policy to not discuss clients.

So he was your client, then?

I didn't say that.

- He kept meticulous records.
- "Kept"?

He's dead.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

I'm sure. But he did
leave something behind.

An online drive.

Every financial
transaction he ever made.

Emails, texts, audio recordings.

So many audio recordings

I'm beginning to think he
was always wearing a wire.

And there's evidence linking
you and your financial institution

to money laundering.

For Jacob Monroe,

for Raúl zapata and the lfs
via David hut son's casino,

and for the first lady via her charity.

You can go ahead and take a look.

- Good evening.
- Yeah, you too, boss.

Sorry, I just need you to
sign in. Who you here to see?

Freya Myers in the penthouse.

Got it. Just gotta call up.

Actually, we were hoping
this could be a surprise.

Everything has already been
uploaded to a secure drop box.

Over the next two weeks,
reporters at the register

and outlets around the globe will
be combing through it to corroborate.

And then come the indictments,
the trials, the convictions.

And if you're lucky, your own
private cell with an en suite.

- What are you smiling at?
- You.

The tough-knuckled
reporter bringing truth to light.

It's adorable.

- I have proof.
- No.

You have accusations
buried in spreadsheets

that it would take an mba to understand.

And who's to say

that these are not forgeries
manufactured by our competitors?

It's the truth.

Truth is just an opinion
dressed up the right way.

A reporter, of all people,
should understand that.

You can't hide from this.

I don't have to hide.

Bad people take advantage of
financial institutions all the time.

And fortunately, it always
ends the same way.

The bank gets investigated,

we pay a speeding ticket, and
then everyone just gets back to work.

You've really thought
this through, haven't you?

And it took me all of three seconds.

I hope you have a wonderful
evening, miss de Leon.

Good luck with that story.

Don't you wanna know
how Jacob Monroe died?

He was murdered

by a professional.

Not by one of yours.

No, this one was sent by the
president to cover up his wife's crimes.

They killed him to keep him from talking.

What do you think they'll do to the banker
who helped process all the illicit funds?

Who is it?

Hey, miss Myers. It's maintenance.

We think there might be
a leak in your apartment.

Mind if we come in
and take a quick look?

Do you know them?

Could you come back tomorrow, please?

Sorry. No can do.

See, it's leaking into the apartment
down below, so it's kind of urgent.

- We need to hide.
- Miss Myers?

Miss Myers!

Stay here.

Is there another way out of here?

There's another elevator upstairs.

Where's your phone?

I left it in the other part of the apartment.

Good. Dial your number.

Upstairs, now!

Shit, they took the second elevator!

Peter, they broke into the
apartment. They're trying to kill us.

- Hold on. Who?
- I don't know.

They had guns and ear things.

And they just left? Are you okay?

Freya got away. They went after her.

- We need to find her before they do.
- Are you close?

I'm heading downstairs now.

I'll meet... Isabel.

Shit.

Peter.

- Take this.
- What about you?

Put it down.

Drop it. Now.

Move.

I got the reporter.

Excuse me. I need your phone, please.

No, it's not like that. I can pay you.

She's inside grand central.

This is Adam. I'm two minutes out.

Help!

- Chelsea!
- Where'd the guy go?

I don't know! He cuffed
me and then he left!

Turn around.

Slowly.

Drop it over there.

Now put your hands on the railing.

No!

God!

No!

No! No!

Help!

No, he's gonna kill her! Help! Hel...

Attention, customers,

for your safety and the safety of others,

please do not sit on the floor or
stairs in grand central terminal.

Thank you for your cooperation.

Needle in a haystack
here. I need extra eyes.

I just got here.

Okay.

She's wearing a gray
sweatshirt and slippers.

Excuse me, sir. Excuse
me. Excuse me. FBI.

We got a situation developing.
I'm gonna need your help.

Officer! Thank god!

Ma'am, I need you to stay where you are.

Turn around.

I got eyes on the suspect. She's
heading into the east corridor.

I'm here to help. Do not scream.
Put this on. Put the hood up.

Hey.

I'm with Isabel. Where are you?

- I've got Freya.
- Great. We're heading to the register.

- We'll meet you there.
- Where are you taking me?

She's found a friend.

They're headed to the
subway. Proceed with caution.

Are you coming?

I will meet you there. I think
I know where they're going.

Block all the exits at
the 28th street station.

And that's how senator
Lansing was involved.

What about the casino?

We went over the casino, Dan. Ask
a colleague that was paying attention.

You guys okay? What happened?

We're okay. Get the
studio ready for the stream.

- Where's your source?
- On her way.

- I hope.
- Peter will get her here.

We'll get off at the next stop.

Financial register's
just a few blocks away.

Yeah, I'm not talking to your friend.

I'll figure a way out of
this. I've done it before.

This isn't a couple hired guns.

You're up against the
might of the executive branch

of the U.S. government.

Now, maybe you make
it to your private jet.

But I bet a bullet finds you first.

Shit.

Listen, come with me or
go with them. It's your choice.

I might know another
way out of here. Come on.

There's an entrance here that was
connected to the old park Avenue bank.

It was my first job out of college.

Yeah, it's just on the other side of
this. It comes right out near the register.

All right.

Okay. Come on. Come on.

- How much further?
- There, register's across the street.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

- I know you don't wanna do this, man.
- You've known me a week.

That's long enough to know

that if you wanted to kill me, that
bullet would've hit me in the head.

Next one will.

Hagan is not a soldier anymore, Adam.

He's a politician. He's a liar. Okay?

He's using you to cover his tracks.

He's telling the truth.

Monroe and the first lady illegally
laundered millions into his campaign.

I helped them do it.

Look at me.

Look at me, Adam.

I've been where you are, okay?

That voice in your head
that's telling you it's all bullshit,

listen to it, please.

Don't.

Next one's yours, Peter.

Yeah.

You willing to die for this?

Chelsea.

- Peter.
- Hey.

- He's been shot.
- I got him.

Take her upstairs. Take her upstairs.

We're going live as soon as you're ready.

- Fuck.
- Easy. Take it easy.

Is there a, first aid kit or something?

I think we can do better than that.

Just so we're clear…

I will tell you everything I know
about the hagans, but the rest...

that's all I need from you, for now.

God, how do I look?

Adorable.

Okay, here we go.

Is it possible your bank
was used to launder money?

Like any other bank.

Is that a yes?

Yes.

"The lion thought it might be
as well to frighten the wizard,

so he gave a loud roar, which
was so fierce and dreadful…

- Excuse me, Mr. President.
- …that Toto jumped away..."

- Yes?
- There's something you need to see.

Okay, you guys keep reading, okay?

And how did you first meet the hagans?

I've actually never met them.

But the first lady's nonprofit

has been a client of the
bank for almost two years.

So you've never spoken to them directly?

No.

That would defeat the purpose of
my shadow division within walcott.

And when did you first suspect that
the first lady was using her nonprofit

to violate campaign finance laws

and launder money into
her husband's campaign?

I didn't suspect.

I knew exactly what she wanted
when she sought my services.

And do you have proof of the
first lady's criminal intentions?

If congress and the
U.S. department of justice

are interested in reaching
an understanding with me,

I would happily disclose
everything I know

about the hagans and
their criminal conduct.

This comes after the bombshell reporting

from the financial
journalist, Isabel de Leon,

who exposed these secrets after
investigating the business dealings

of her estranged father, Jacob Monroe.

Today, I'm joined by the man
who helped her on her journey.

Welcome, Jay batra.

Thanks, Ali. It's great to be here.

Jay, you were working as
a… a government analyst,

just going about your day,

when something suspicious pops up.

And that starts you down a clue trail.

Walk me through this.

You know what? It's easier if I show you.

Okay.

So that's me.

- What do you think she's singing about?
- Man. …

If I had to guess, there's a
guy, he's in a really tough spot,

who's alone.

He didn't know who he could
turn to, who he could trust.

And then she came along.

She helped him make
sense of some stuff,

and, together, they made things right.

Is that so?

I think that's what she said
before she started singing.

- How are you feeling?
- Doing all right.

My hand's better, but my
leg still needs to heal up a bit.

I've been reading all
your articles. They're great.

You're doing a really
good job. I'm proud of you.

You really covered everything.

I mean, almost everything.

You were the only one who
made a deal with my father

who was actually trying to help people.

You weren't the story.

It must be nice being able to
put, you know, words to everything.

And not just, you know, the
scandal or the stuff with your dad,

but, sorting through all the lies,

telling your story.

That's not my story.

My story is still being written.

So is yours.

What's next for you?

I'm thinking about going to
Barcelona for a few months.

Barcelona? Wow.

Sounds nice.

- Business? Pleasure?
- A little bit of both.

Trying to find some balance.

Yeah, balance, sounds great.

What about you?

What's next for you?

All right, let's talk music.

So live band brings the energy,

but then you're sort of
committing to a single vibe.

You know, I… I have an idea.

No.

What if we just took off
and went somewhere?

- You mean, what, like elope?
- Yeah.

We could make it
official at the courthouse

and then just hop on a
plane to Belize or something.

I love you so much.

I love you too.

But I will have my goddamn wedding.

Okay. In that case, dj.

Dj it is. All right, so with the pictures,

I'm thinking like less editorial,
more photojournalistic…

What a shit show.

Tell me about it.

That all seems like poor decision-making

or just a distinct lack of ethics.

I would have to agree with that.

- Are you waiting for someone?
- Why?

Well, I'm about to order a stiff drink,

and if you are waiting for someone,
then I will content myself to...

I'm not…

Waiting for somebody.

Henry.

- Nina.
- Lovely to meet you.

All right, then.

What'll it be?

A perfect Martini.

Perfect.

I'll be right with you.

Hey.

Whoa!

Sorry that took so long.

It's okay.

- Can we get some fudge?
- Sure can.

There's something I keep wondering.

If a king cobra encountered
a komodo dragon in the wild,

who would win?

That is a great question. Go long.

It'll take a minute for the dust to settle,

but we started a review
process for all night agents.

- Are you cleaning house?
- Scrubbing it.

I was thinking about
asking for an extension.

- Till the leg heals?
- Maybe longer.

Someone once told me

that the best agents

know how to find balance in their lives.

Thinking I should find some.

Whoever that someone is, you
should listen to them more often.

I'm thinking about the
request you made for a partner.

I think I have a candidate in mind.

Who?

I thought you were taking a break.

Yeah.

When you're ready… I know the number.

You be good, Peter.

- And one for you.
- Thank you.

You're welcome.

Hey. What's it gonna be?