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[street traffic bustling in distance]

[vehicle backup signal beeping]

[groans softly]

[sighs]

Hey.

I couldn't sleep.

Why not?

Everything okay?

I had a dream.

You were in a Moscow train station,

wearing a fake moustache.

You exchanged matching briefcases

with an older man,

and then you went on your way as if nothing had happened.

Do you ever do stuff like that?

Nobody does stuff like that.

Especially not me.

I mean, if it were anybody,

it would be a field officer, but I'm not one of those, and

nor would I want to be.

You don't like those guys?

No, they're fine,just, uh...

slightly... less cerebral.

They're meatheads.

You guys are the AV club, and they're the football players.

I will have you know that I'm very good at sports.

[chuckles] Right.

I am good at

hockey, I am good at baseball.

I have a lot of questions about your job.

I'm not going to answer those.

Where are you going?

I have to go to work.

Why so early?

Stay. Keep me warm.

I would if I could.

Dick.

I have a lot to do today.

You've gotto fire a tranquilizer gun

into someone's neckand steal their identity.

And you're onto me.

[laughs]

That wasn't a kiss.

I got to go.

I'll see you later.

We started picking up chatter early yesterday morning

suggesting Kateb has been activated.

It's just a matter of time until he moved.

Do we know where he is?

We've got him in fivedifferent countries right now.

And we've got himin three others.

We've got communications that support all eight scenarios.

MITCHELL: We need API to help sift through the mess.

It's what we do.

[chuckles]

Any and all resources are at your fingertips.

That goes for all of us.

The U.S. Intelligence apparatus is being mocked.

Politically, this could be disastrous.

Our usefulness is questioned far too often these day.

We need to get ahead on this one, Truxton.

There is a mountain of crap to sift through,

and not a whole hell of a lot of time to do it.

[sighs]

You and your team will take point on this

since you have a history with the subject.

Okay.

As far as resources?

Name what you need.

Well, we are short a man.

And Tanya does have a lotof history with these players.

I'll take care of it.

I'd like to get Maggie back, also.

She's good at her job,

and we can't afford any mistakes right now.

No, we can't.

Truxton's taking an active interest in this.

More so than usual.

Okay.

Get your team up to speed.

[door opens]

[door closes]

♪

[brakes screeching]

You want a cab?

[horn honks]

You want a cab or what?

Thanks for nothing.

[gasps]

[panting]

[sighs]

MILES [sighing]: Christ.

Russia, Malaysia,

Greece, France, Egypt.

Pakistan, Mexico and...

GRANT:Jordan.

MILES:Where isn't Kateb?

We're being fed this stuff.

It's hard to tell if any of it's reliable.

And none of the agencies can give us a picture of the guy?

WILL: No one has one.

How are we supposedto confirm his location

with any certainty if we don'tknow what he looks like?

We're looking at this the wrong way.

We-we can't head down this path they're clearing for us.

They want us thinking about all this.

We enter the problemfrom these eight avenues,

we're still goingto be sifting through paperwork

when the bomb goes off.

Which is exactly their intention.

Instead of starting from eight locations

and working backwards to figure out the two,

let's start with one man and follow him.

Let's profile this guy,

figure outwho the hell he is.

I can sketch up what we have real quick.

Great. Great. Nothing speculative.

Only things we absolutely know.

[sighs]

♪

[dialing]

[phone ringing through]

WOMAN: Fishers Island Library.

Please hold.[knocking]

How's everything going?

Well, I-I...

We're headedin the right direction.

And your other assignment?

I feel I'm very close to coming to a conclusion.

What's in your way?

I think I've exhausted the building's capabilities.

Is there a source in the field that could be of assistance?

I believe so.

How much time would you need?

45 minutes.

Go.

What about Kateb?

Go. Now.

Get back fast.

[door opens]

Hey.

Tanya.

You're back?

For the time being.

To helpfind Kateb.

How's it going?

Fine.

You can relax.

I'm not gonna start blowing rails

off the conference table.

[soft chuckle] I didn't think.

Anyways...

What are we doing?

GRANT: You know, Yuri, Tanaz

and George have all been killed.

Yeah. We figured something

was about to happen, and this morning,

NSA gave us the chatter to back that up.

MILES: So, we're compiling

everything we know about Kateb.

Here. Only concrete.

Trusted sources.

Will wants this checked and double-checked.

Okay, yeah.

WILL: Uh-huh.

No. Uh, thank you.

I have everything I need.

Hey, there.

You all done?

Yes. Thank youfor letting me use your place.

Stay awhile.

I've already been goneway too long.

[laughs]

Please don't be such a pussy.

I really have to go, okay?

This is important.

I am also important.

You sometimes forget that

because of how tiny your brain is.

I can't do this right now.

What exactly have I asked you to do?

Have this conversation.

You haven't said a wordto me since you got here.

It's because I'm busy.

I'm trying to do something.

Oh...

[munching]

The intelligence we have on Kateb says

that he's in eight different places,

which is impossible, unless he's, well, Santa Claus.

I mean, if the intelligence is wrong,

shouldn't it be called something else?

Like stupidity?

Yeah. The stupidity that we gotfrom the CIA suggests

that Kateb is an amazing,magical creature.

[clears throat]

What?

How's it coming?

Um, it's, um...

slow, but, uh...but it's, it's steady.

I mean, there- there's a lot t- to go through.

Any progress?

We're... zeroing in

and should have somethingfor you pretty soon.

Where's Will?

He, uh, he stepped out for-for a minute.

I think, uh, I think he should be,

should be back in soon.

[sighs]

We're zeroing in?

Tanya, where are youwith the NSA stuff?

I'm trying, okay? I'm reading.

I can only read as fast as I can read.

I'm just askingwhere you are.

I don't know where I am.

Somewhere between the beginning and the end.

I apologize for my pace, Grant.

[papers rustling]

[dial tone]

[speed-dialing]

[line rings]

WOMAN [on phone]: Records Department.

I'm-I'm sorry, um...

Where am I calling?

Fishers Island Public Library.

Can I help you?

[breathing rapidly]

WOMAN: Sir? Hello?

Hello?

Uh, sir?

Thank you.

[inhales deeply]

[tosses lime in glass]

[exhales]

[knocking at window]

[insistent knocking]

Shh.

Will, you can't be here.

I know, I know. I'm sorry. I just need to talk to yo.

Will, you can'tbe here.

What happened?

They saidI shouldn't talk to you.

Who did?

I don't know.

He said they'd kill you.

I'm scared.

I'm going to be gone in a minute. Please.

Please. I need to talk to you.

Just for a minute.

I took a list of board members

from companies your husband was associated with,

and I cross-referenced them

with property recordsfrom Fisher Island in the 1960s.

Now, I came up with seven names.

There are12 companies

that share at leasttwo of these men

on their board of directors.

Okay.

Every one of these companieshas profited

from some sortof cataclysm or another.

All vulnerabilities pointed outby API white papers.

I don't understand.

These companies have takenanalysis and intelligence

from API and made money

off of "unforeseeable"events worldwide.

Analysis done by me and my colleagues,

and-and-and what's worse is, I-I think

they might have been engineeringthe events themselves.

Well, what makes you think that?

Gerald Bradleykilled himself three weeks

before the 1989Ufa train disaster in Russia.

A pipeline exploded,took out two trains.

600 people died.

Gas prices skyrocketed.

Atlas has record profits.

I think he killed himselfbecause he couldn't live

with what they were about to do.

You think the same was true of Tom?

I do.

And if I'm right,it means something--

something big--is going to happen,

and we needto figure out what.

How?I need you to look

through anything you haveof Tom's. Anything.

Information that seems

inconsequential to you.

It's possible we could find a pattern in it.

I am afraid to leave the apartment.

I don't trust anybody anymore.

You can trust me.

Tom and I were together in 1989.

We were still falling in love.

At the same time, he was...

he was killing hundreds

of innocent people for-for..

for profit?

Could be he cameout of Chechnya.

Yeah, could be.

WILL:Hey.

Spangler's been breathing down our necks.

Sorry. I got held up.

You want me to fill you in?

No, no, no. Keep going. I'll catch up.

[sighs]

It's oddthat we wouldn't know anything

about where he came from or-or who recruited him.

We don't havea single familial connection?

No, but the guy's related to someone.

We got all these unidentifieds over here

We just got to put the right picture to the name.

Tanya, what do you think?

I don't know.

That's all the information we have right there.

JULIA: All that's confirmed.

TANYA: The guy popped up in 2004,

and suddenly we hear his name all over the place.

It's like he dropped out of the sky.

[sighs]

But people don't dropout of the sky.

Right, Tanya?

You're asking me if people drop out of the sky?

Exactly.

Kateb or Aashif Khaleel appeared

a full-grown adult extremist in 2004.

But as we've established, that's not possible.

So, Kateb may bewho this guy is...

but it's not who he was.

It's a manufacturedidentity.

The reason we don't haveanything on this guy's past

is that before 2004,he didn't exist.

For 20-some years,this guy was someone else.

Someone who hated himself.

So, he ditched his old life

and became Kateb.

He's a convert.

We need to look at enrollment inIslamic study programs abroad.

We tag all those classes;I can get that list quick.

We've got to go back through all this,

see if someone we came across fits the mold.

[sniffles]

[clattering]

[book thuds on floor]

[slams bottle]

Hey. Um...

Oh.

Sorry.

[sniffling]: What's up?

We were goingto send somebody

to get some coffees.

So I was wonderingif maybe you wanted one?

I'm fine. Thank you.

All right.

Maggie?

Hmm?

Julia's stuff here?

Oh, um...

I'm sure it's just temporary.

Right.

TRUXTON: There's a problem that needs a clean solution.

MR. ROY: Which is?

[sighs]

Will Travers.

What's the story?

Not like his predecessor.

I don't want any questions or loose ends.

The simpler, the better.

Young widower, overcome with grief...

unable to handle the stress of his job, his life

turns to drugs.

Keeps it a secret until...

Where?

Home.

What's the time frame?

This is a priority.

I'll get right on it.

[doorbell buzzes]

Hello, Mrs. Rhumor.

Hello, Judith.

I'm happy to tell you that nearly all of the furniture

from the 73rd Street residence sold just like that.

That's great.

Now, I just wanted to hand-deliver this check

and thank you again so much for your business.

Thank you.

Oh, um, just one last thing, Katherine,

uh, you wanted us to let you know

if there was anything "out of the ordinary."

Yes, I did.

Yes, well, there was one odd piece.

Unlike the rest of your things, which were gorgeous,

it's not really of any value.

In fact, it's basically worthless-

a little jewelry box

with a rose painted on the lid.

You find that in the townhouse?

Yes, in the master bathroom, I think.

Bring it to me.

I'm sorry?

Bring it to me, please.

Here.

Who's this guy?

The white guy.

MILES:Right, right, I've got his stuff

over here somewhere.

Uh, the man in the photo is

Joseph Purcell of New Jersey.

Moved to Yemen

in 2003for a post-grad program.

What else do you have on him?

That's about it,

but, I mean,he's the right age,

and remember, an asset describedKateb as "light-skinned."

That's, that's a hurdle thatJoe Purcell obviously clears.

A lot of al-Qaeda recruitinggoes on at those universities.

Students studying in Muslim-majority countries,

impressionable, predisposed

to sympathize with the cause.

The timeline is perfect.

Psychologically, it tracks.

Okay, let's take a look.

Let's requestinformation on Purcell

and see what theycan come up with.

It's going to take four or five hours

for them to turn around a report.

Everyone should go home.

Try to get as much sleepas you can.

We're gonna need somefresh eyes in the morning.

Good work.

Now go home,

get some sleep.

I'll need the same from you tomorrow.

Will.

Long day.

Yeah-- yes, sir.[chuckles]

Come, come,sit with me a minute.

Is that David's?

Yes.

I miss David.

Me, too.

He was a great man.

He did great thingsfor us.

Taught me everything I know.

I can see that.

You remind me of him.

[chuckles]

Well, that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.

[chuckles]

Brilliant, principled.

He was the conscienceof this place.

He steered me awayfrom disaster

on many occasion.

It's not the same here without him.

No.

No, it isn't.

So...

...where didwe land?

Uh, we think Kateb might be

an alias of a Joseph Purcell.

American?

Jersey.

Studied abroad-- 2003, possibly co-opted by Al-Qaeda.

We found him at Boeck's wedding.

Interesting.

I assume he's...

Oh, he's Johnny All-America.

Applications of thisare obvious.

Yes.

And you tagged him.

[chuckles]

We're running him right now.

We'll get a full report in the morning.

Okay.

Good work.

Not just today.

You've donea great job at API.

Thank you.

Now...

...go home.

Such a shame about David.

I really do miss him.

[light switch flips on]

[rustling]

[door closes]

[clattering]

[clock ticking]

[keys jingling, door unlocking]

[hinges creaking]

[bolt fastening]

[keys clatter on table]

[bottle cap clatters on table]

[sighs]

[Bloom grunting]

[Will yells]

[lamp clattering]

[slamming against refrigerator]

[Will straining]

[grunts]

[Bloom grunts, Will gasps]

[Will choking]

[both grunting]

[bottle clattering]

[Bloom grunting]

[Will slamming to ground]

[Will gagging]

[choking]

[gasping for air]

[Bloom screams in pain]

[Will gasps, gunshot]

[phone ringing]

Will?

Will? Will, stop.

Stop. Listen to me.

Listen to me.

How long has it been?

Okay, that's good.

Do not move.

Do not touch anything.

I'll be there in 15 minutes.

Do nothing until I get there.

[phone beeps off]

[sotto voce]: Geez.

[phone beeps on]

[speaking Polish]: ...Marcus King. Potrzebuje numer.

Jesus, Will!

Are you injured?

Will, are you injured?Mm.

Do we call the cops?[chuckles]: No.

I didn't do anything wrong.

That's absolutelyirrelevant.

He, uh, he was...

[loud rock music playing]

[knocking]

[loud rock music continues]

[loud music continues]

[loud rock music continues]

[door closes, muted rock music continues]

[power tool whirring]

[power tool slicing]

[pop]

[knocking, door opens]

[laughs] Ah... Mr. Test.

I'm glad I caught you before you left.

Do you drink scotch?

Of course.

I-I love scotch.

Well, I'm not gonna

bring it over to you.

Oh, of course,of course.

[clears throat]

Lagavulin, from the island of Islay.

16-year-old...

single-malt.

Or as I like to refer to it,

"The Good Shit." [laughs]

Ha-ha!

[groans quietly]

[chuckles] I figure we deserve a little scotch...

after a day like this one.

Yes.

Mmm...

[chuckles]

I heard about your analysis of the Kateb situation.

That's good work.

Thank you.

A lot of smart people come in and out of this building,

but... not many have what it takes

to lead.

I see that in you.

Thank you.

You have any ambitions?

Towards leadership.

Absolutely.

Good.

[grunts, exhales]

[knife clangs on table]

Ow.

[exhales] Oh.

[exhales]

"Oh, my dearest Kath...

"Katherine, if you...

"I...

"I'm sorry...

"I... I...

"I hope that you can find it in your heart...

"to forgive me...

...you will continueto celebrate our anniversary."

"Continue to celebrate our anniversary."

[sighs]

"Continue to celebrate our anniversary."

[sighs]

[pants]

ASSISTANT [knocks]: Hey. Are you team E?

Yeah. Julia Harwell.

Oh, great.

I'm supposed to give this to you.

Thanks.

What is it?

I love these long nights.

Reminds me of the old days.

[sighs] Working till dawn, shoulder to shoulder.

Am I boring you?

God, no. No.

Oh, but I-I...

do need to...

get home.

No one works late anymore.

[chuckles]

It's a shame.

[rapid knocking]

Enter.

[Miles panting]

Yes?

Yeah, sorry.This just came in.

We got a hit

on Joseph Purcell'spassport.

He crossed the border in from Mexico

36 hours ago-- Kateb is here.

He's in theUnited States.

[muted rock music playing outside, faucet running]

[knock on door]

[door opens]

[rock music blaring]

[loud rock music continues]

[turns music off]

[door closes]

[knocking]

I saw your light on.

I'm sorry about earlier.

I don't know what gets into me.

It's not a problem.

I'm having fun with you.

There's no reason we can't keep having fun.

You need to go home.

[laughs] Come on.

I said I was sorry.

I know you want me to come in.

What do you say

we put on a show for these perverts?

Go home.

And don't come back.

[door slams]

[bolt fastens]

[sets bat down]

♪