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-Previously, on Stitchers...-I don't love you!

-It was me. I said those things.-Do you think we can trust Ivy?

-I'm not a hundred percent sure.

I knowwhat quantum computers are

and howentanglement triggers work.

He had surgerya couple days ago,

and since we're locked down,I have no idea how he's doing.

Call. Find out.

He died.The funeral was yesterday.

-You know where she is.-I do. Your mother'salive and well.

One day, you'll bereunited with her.

Kristin, what is it?Will you talk to me, dammit?

Cameron, you okay there?

Blair wants to killyour mother.

Find out where she isand find a way to tell me.

-Why are we here?-To make a deal.

My colleagues are beingreassigned, I don't wantthat to happen.

-Anything else?-I want Maggie Baptisteto run the Stitchers program.

-Is that it?-No. I'm lookingfor someone. My mother.

How long would you have waitedfor me when I was trappedin my memory?

Forever.

When you were tryingto get me to bounce,

wh-- what did you meanwhen you said...

You can't help meif you're stuck in here.

-I never said that.-But if you didn't say it,who did?

-(doors hiss)-(somber music playing)

(doors close)

(clicking, beeping)

(mechanical breathing)

Ugh, thank god you're here.What did you bring mefor breakfast?

I didn't knowI was supposed to.

You know, consideringit was my idea to goall Mommy Dearest

on Kirsten in the stitch,I thought I might beat least worth a latte.

Also, you don't cometo a person's houseempty-handed.

Were you raised in a barn?

-So, is Kirsten up or---Up and out.

Oh. Where to?

(chuckles)I'm a lotta things, Cameron.

Blondie's keeperis not one of them.

-Mm.-Speaking of...

-Hm.-How are youand Kirsten?

-Oh.-Did you guys, you know...

-do it?-What are you, 12?

(chuckles)I'm just saying.You know, be gentle.

Kirsten's a virgin.

Ahh, I don't thinkshe's a virgin.

Emotionally. Come on.

She's a virgin.

This is gonna beher first real relationship

where she's connectedand available, you know?

I got it.

I don't knowif you do.

I'm tryin' to say...go slow, if you can.

'Cause this thingthat you two haveaffects all of us.

Yeah, I said I got it.

Yeah? And what was upin the lab with you yesterday?

Your hands were shakin'pretty good.

I was just tired.It was a crazy couple days,you know?

I guess so.You know what?Go ahead and get the eggs out.

I'm gonna get dressedwhile you make me breakfast.

-How do you like 'em?-Prepared by someoneother than me.

(exhales wearily)

Sabine.

Sabine?

Where did you go?

Sabine!

(water gurgling)

Sabine!

(theme music playing)

♪ Take me inside ♪

♪ Take me inside ♪

Hey.You seen Kirsten yet?

I have not,but I just got in myself.

Oh. How's your momholdin' up?

-She's good.-Mm?

-A rock.-How about you?

A little less rock-like,

but, um, my fatherwas my hero,

and I'm gonna soldier onand make him proud.

-I know you will.-Thanks, man.

Yeah.

Hey, uh, I gotta goand talk to Maggie.

-What about?-Stuff.

Stuff? Uh-huh.

-Minute?-Barely.

-Question.-Go.

-Ivy.-No.

Look, I knowthat you'refeeling

a connectionwith her and thatshe helped you

find out aboutyour father.

-She helped all of us.-And still, I don't trust her,

and neither should you.

I get it.Stinger had her ear,

and there's no way of knowing

what kind of Manson familybrain laundry

was goin' onbetween the two of 'em.

Oddly but accurately stated.

Who knowswhat her connectionis to him?

I could just ask her.

-Done?-Yes.

-Bye.-Good.

(elevator dings)

-(Kirsten humming)-Oh! There you are.

-Ooh. You miss me?-I miss running tests on you.

(chuckles)Best boyfriend, ever.

I know. So, I re-watchedthe lab video

of when you bouncedfrom your memory loop.

The "You can't help me" commentyou think I said.

-Never said it.-Maybe I imagined it?

That's possibility number three.

Number one is that Stingersaid it to you

from the hijacked signal.

-What's number two?-That the days you were trapped

in the stitch affected you.

-You mean damaged me?-I didn't say that.

I just wanna run some tests.I'm worried.

I'm fine.Cameron, we havea stitch to do.

We're gonna do it.We're gonna keep perfecting

the technology,and I'm gonna be fine.

So don't be a baby, baby.

(chuckles)

Hey, do you wannaget some dinner tonight?

I think we should talk.

Okay, about what?

Us.

-(buzzer goes off)-We're up.

About us? Now I'm worried.

Victim's name is Sabine Colt.

She's the daughterof an investment banker,

born and raisedin New York City,but she's been living here

in LA with her boyfriend, Nic.

-Cause of death?-Drowning.

There were signsof a struggle.

The M.E. will havea full workup soon.

Police are questioningthe boyfriend now.

-What do we know about him?-Fisher: Well, he's got money,

and lots of it.But a guy that young

usually doesn't punchhis own ticket,

so I'm checkin' onwho's payin' the bills.

Okay, in the meantime,let's start with Sabine.

-All right, Kirsten, you ready?-Absolutely.

'Cause if you're not,you know, we can--

-(blowing into mic)-(feedback)

Is this thing on?I thought I said, "Absolutely."

Yeah, it's on, smart-ass.

Lights to 20%, please.

Are you ready?

I'm fine.

I need a go, no-gofor stitch neuro-sync.Life-Sci?

-Go.-Sub-Bio?

-Go.-Engineering?

-Go.-Communications?

-Go.-Medical?

-Go.-Com check,one-two, one-two.

-(blows into mic)-(feedback)

-(moans)-Is this on?

-I guess I deserved that.-Induce stitch neurosync

on my mark in three,two, one, mark!

Kirsten: It's Nic and Sabine.

-(glasses clink) -They're having drinks.

(Sabine laughs)

Kirsten: It's very romantic.

Really sweet.

(sultry music playing)

Kirsten:Okay, new memory.

(breathing heavy)

-Things are heating up.-What are they doing, K?

Um. Hm. The deed.

I'm getting a spottyneuro-sync on Kirsten.

Yeah, yeah, I'm seein'that, too.

Are you all right, Kirsten?

(breathing heavy)Fine, just... watching.

Ayo:Her respiration is up.

Heart rate, too.

Her oxytocin levelsare rising in response

to what she's seeingin the stitch.

I'll have what she's having.

If you want, we can leave youthere for a little while,come back later.

(sigh)

-Huh?-Memory hotspotcomin' up.

All right, you'reon the move, Sally.

Kirsten:I'm... on a street somewhere.

It's-- It's in New York,I think. It's-- it's foggy.

Woman:Sabine!

Weather foggy or brain foggy?

I told you, pleasedon't worry about me.

(sirens sounding)

-Yeah.-You take careof your parents,

we'll take care of you.

Just stick to the plan.

Kirsten:Some guy just gave hera phone.

Wait, I'm be--I'm being pulledto another memory.

-(sultry music playing)-They're canoodling again.

Sabine:Whatever happened... (kiss)to the big contract... (kiss)

your fatherwas hoping to get?

Uh, Sabine's askingabout Nic's father.

Nic:He got it.

Ayo:Heart rate and respirationare climbing again.

There's somethingabout a contract.

Contract. On it.

Uh, I'm seeing unlock codesfor the phone.

-Have her call them out.-What are they?

-(phone beeping)-Kirsten: 1-2-3-5.

2-4-6-1.

8-7-6-4.

(animal screeching)

I'm in a field.

Sabine has a messenger bag.

What's in the bag?

Kirsten:It's too foggy,I can't make it out.

(sultry music playing)

Ayo:Here we go again...

They're-- they're havingpool sex.

As in sex in the pool?

Completely overrated.

That's a true fact.

Comin' upon the death memory.

Sabine:Where are you going?

Hey!

Nick! Where'd you go?

Aren't we swimming?

(screaming)

-What's happening?-Linus: Death memoryin four seconds.

Cameron:Kirsten, get outta there!

Cameron:Ayo, how's Kirsten?

Chill, Cameron, I'm fine.

Do you need anything,like a water or oxygen?

-Cold shower?-Knock it off.

Sabine was spying on Nic.She shared information

about his father's businesswith that guy in New York.

So Nic found outand killed her.

No, he-- he didn't do it.

-Maybe he set her up.-I don't think so.

If Nic didn't do it, then who?

Nic's father.

Viktor Comenko, Nic's father,is a powerful businessmanwith loads of moolah.

His company,Novogorsk Steel,just landed a huge contract

with the Russian military.

That must be the contractNic told Sabine about.

She passed on inside informationshe got from Nic,pissed off Daddy,

-and he killed Sabine?-Mm, if Comenko

had anything to do with it,he didn't do it himself.

Because the big mannever leaves, say itwith me now...

(with Russian accent)Mother Russia.

Why? Because he's paranoid.

Survived three differentattempts on his lifein the past seven years.

Never travelswithout private security.

-So he paidsomeone else to do it.-Mmm, maybe.

But he's notorious for runningthe entire operation himself.

Doesn't think anybodycan do as good a job

at anything as he can.

That might not extendto murder.

Apparently, the only personViktor trusts is his son, Nic.

By all accounts, Nic is as loyalto Daddy as Daddy is to him.

Right. So even thoughNic didn't kill Sabine,

he might know morethan he told police.

Okay, bring him in,get him talking.

While Nic's here,Cameron and I will gosearch his house,

see if we can findthe encrypted phoneand the messenger bag.

(school bell ringing)

(knocking on door)

Word's out that you'rea computer whiz.

NSA sent me overto audit your class.

That's cute.

-What you really doin' here?-I never got a chance

to say thank youfor what you did for me

back at the lab.

Letting me call my mother.

I'm sorry, um...that you didn't get the newsyou wanted about your father.

At least I found out,so thank you.

Look, I gotta ask youstraight up.

Are you stillworking with Stinger?

No. I am not workingwith my father.

He made me thinkthere was this big plan

to get the familyall back together,

but... Kirsten was right.He's absolutely psychotic.

Linus, um, I've got class.

If you wanna practiceGarageBand or learnbasic programming, stay.

If you wanna keep grilling meabout my dad, it's notgonna happen.

Look, first, GarageBandis really cool.

And second, no more grilling.I-- I believe you.

Might be better if you didn't.

It's just-- it's gonnaget in the way...

of you and your friends.They're like your family.

Yeah, but Kirstenis literally yours.

Yeah. It's a relationshipI'd like to build outsideof the lab.

Linus, I've got class.

Yeah, I-- I--I should get goin', too.

Thanks.

Hey-- what are you doin' later?Do you wanna hang out, maybe?

Are you asking me out?

Yeah. I thoughtit was pretty obvious.

I have parent-teacherconferences tonight.

Yeah. (sniffs)

You can pick me up at 8:00.

Okay.Let's talk about Sabine.

This isa waste of time.

Okay? I loved Sabine.And whoever killed her,I want them dead.

Okay. You loved her.

But did you trust her?

Yeah. Of course.

Then who was she talking toon her super-secret phone?

-What secret phone?-Oh, you know, it's the typeof phone you would use

to cheat on your husband,or make a call from a prisoncell, or in Sabine's case,

talk about your boyfriendwith nefarious types

you don't want himknowing about.

She was chatting up somebodyabout your father pretty good.

I'm not answeringany more questions.

If you know anythingabout Sabine's murder,

if you think your fatherwas behind it,

you can tell us.We can protect you.

I would never be afraidof my father.

Now, you guyswant more answers?

Come visit mein St. Petersburg.

You're a suspectin a murder investigation.

You're not goin' anywhere.

Well, then you obviouslydon't know my father.

(heavy door closing)

-(sighing)-Well, I checkedwith Washington,

and the Russian embassyhas intervened,

and Viktor Comenko has arrangedto have his son sent back home.

W-- so that's it?

Well, I'm gonnado my best to stop it.

In the meantime,we have a new medical examinerin the program.

Check in, see if she foundany other DNA on Sabine's bodythat wasn't hers or Nic's.

-Maybe the killerleft some behind.-You got it.

Find anything?

No bag. No phone.Just a lot of unsettlingly greenartificial grass.

Hm. Well, I couldn'tfind anything inside.

If Sabine hid something here,she made sure Nic couldn'tfind it.

-Okay.-Mm.

Okay, hold on.

You don't want to?

No, I-- I do.I do, 100%.

It's just... I thinkthis might be some sortof reaction to the stitch.

It's not.

I'm just excited.

Yeah. You know,th-- that's--

that's great, I mean...you and me, and just--

I'm your first realemotionally-connectedrelationship.

I-- no, I'm just sayin'I-- I just think we needto figure out

what that means for us.

Hm. Is that what you wantedto have dinner about tonight?

Y-- you wanna havethe, uh, "this is how we feelabout each other" talk?

Yeah.

Hm. I've never hadthe talk.

Oh, well, I have,and it's horrible.

But then again,so's modern art.

But even something like thisis worth a bucket of moneyto someone.

(phone beeping)

I--

It's just squares.

Kirsten?

What are you--

Do you rememberany of the unlock codes?

-Yeah. 1-2-3-5.-(phone clicks, beeps)

Okay.

Try the next one.

And...

(phone beeps)

(sighs)Are you sure you're rememberingthese correctly?

I mean, you werea little distractedduring that last stitch.

-Mm-hm.-Just saying.

(phone beeps)

Four incorrect attemptsand this phone bricks.

Both:Linus.

(clears throat) Hello?

-Nasty, right?-Uh, yeah.

Ejected from his carduring a high-speed chase,

landed on a freeway sign20 feet off the ground.

-Ugh.-Nice shootin', Tex.

Uh, I'm lookingfor the M.E.?

Oh, well, you found her.

Amanda Weston.You must be Camille Engelson,from the NSA, right?

I hear you're snarky.

Well, what doesthat make you?

-Grumpy? Dopey?-Doc.

Did you want somethin'?

I wanted to get offon the right foot with you.

Well, I already got the rundownof working with you guys,if that's why you're here.

Send you crime victims,obscure the paperwork,stall the full autopsies

until said victims are returnedin three to five days--

I am actually hereabout a case, Sabine Colt?

We're curious if any DNAwas found on her bodyother than Nic Comenko's.

Right. Because floatingin a pool all night isn't gonnawash away any DNA.

The snark is strongwith you, too.

We make it look good.

Uh, DNA resultsare not back in yet.

You think you couldspeed 'em up?

I could. But I won't.

See, if I put a rush on it,people are gonna ask why,

and then I'd have to tell themabout our super-secretNSA program,

and then you'd haveto kill them.

I guess I'll waitfor your call.

Oh? Well, just needyour number.

Sure I can't justtext it to you?

Where's the fun in that?

So, how did it gowith M.E.?

Uh, she doesn't reallycome off like an M.E.,

she's more like a-- a biker,I don't know.

(whispers)"Rebel Without a Corpse."

-DNA?-Results are pending.

Yes. Uh, I shouldhave them soon,but in the meantime,

I did some digging,and I found this.

Apparently, Sabine's familymade a series of bad investments

over the past few years.They are broke...

But with a lifestyleto keep up.

That must be the situationthat Sabine was tryingto help with.

She was raising cashfor her family.

By selling inside informationabout Nic's father's company.

But then it became about morethan just secrets, somethingshe didn't wanna be involved in.

So, either she got killedfor what she did door what she wouldn't do.

She did soundpretty afraid of whoeverwas on the encrypted phone.

Yeah. It's locked.We tried the three codes

Sabine used in the stitch.They didn't work.

Next failed attempt,and all of the data,including her call history,

gets wiped,so we thought maybe Linuscould work his magic on it.

Yeah, I'll work my magicfirst thing in the morn--

No. Tonight.

But I've got someplacethat I wanted--

Tonight.That leaves the messenger bag.

There wasn't anythingat Nic's house.

I saw Sabine find itin a field. Um... there wascarousel music playing?

Carousels.There are 10 active carouselsin the Los Angeles area.

-Two of themare in shopping malls,-Not them.

-one at the Santa Monica pier,-Oh, got bad memoriesof that one.

-It wasn't that one, either.-There are carouselsat Disneyland

and Knott's Berry Farm.

What? I like carousels.

Please, let it be Disneyland.

No, it wasn'teither of those. Um...I heard a screeching noise?

-Mechanical?-Animal.

-Did it sound like this?-(bird screeching)

-Ow. Yes.-Well, that would happen

to be the love cryof the Pavo Cristatus,

AKA the peacock.Two of which are housed

adjacent to the Tom MankiewiczConservation Carouselat the LA Zoo.

-That's Griffith Park.-Okay, check it out.

-Yeah, first thingin the morning---No, tonight.

-But we were going to...-Going to...?

-...the zoo.-Yeah, that's what I thought.

(phone ringing)

Uh, it's Am-- it's Amanda--it's the M.E.

-Take it.-Y-- mm.

-(phone ringing)-Don't screw that up.

Griffith Park.

-Hello.-Hi, Snarky.

I got your DNA results.

-Tell me.-Not over the phone.

We're on a secure line.

Not over the phone.

Meet me.Tonight, 9:00 p.m.

I'll text you the address.And, Camille?

Don't be late.

(line clicks, beeps)

Hey. Perfect timing.

I'm almost finished,but, dinner?

About that. Rain check?Something came up at the lab.

-Mm.-I've got a code to crack.

I love me a good code.What is it?

Oh. I'm sorry.Um, none of my business.

Uh, it's justpattern recognitionis kinda my super power.

But, uh... (scoffs)I almost forgot--

Daniel Stinger's daughter.

Maybe this is a bad idea.

The unlock codeis four digits.

We've got four attempts,we've already burned throughthree of 'em.

One more and the data fries.

That's 10 digits.

Uh, that's the numberfor Korean barbecue.It's right down the street.

They deliver.Let's get crackin'.

-(crickets chirping)-I'm not the, uh, only onewho's been acting

differently lately.You have been very jumpy,even by your standards.

What are you talkin' about?

I'm not bein' jumpy.I'm just concerned, you know?

There's justsomething's goin' on with youthat I don't understand.

-(bird calling)-So I hear.

Like, why did you thinkyou heard something

I didn't sayin that stitch, and...

-(frog croaking)-...what-- why wasthat stitch today foggy?

I don't know.You know, and aboutwhat I heard,

just forget about it.Maybe-- maybe I'mnot remembering right.

Then again, maybeyou are, you know.

I'm just tryingto be a good scientist.

Good scientist...or worried boyfriend?

Why can't I be both?

Let's just talk about thisover at... the rocks.

-(peacock calling)-She threw it in there.

The messenger bagis behind the rocks.

What? There?

No. No, no.No, with all the-- the bugsand the snake and the mud

and the things and the--what are you gonna do,

crawl in thereand search for it?

-Yep.-Two words:dinner reservations.

One word: Maggie.

-(dance music playing) -♪ You do it to me ♪

♪ Something I do ♪

♪ You do it to me ♪

♪ Something I do ♪

♪ Whoa, you do it to me ♪

♪ Lover,you do it ♪

♪ You're just someone's clown ♪

♪ Entertainment,hand it over ♪

Hey, you made it!

I didn't know you spin--spun-- deejayed.

Whatever the hellyou call it.

How would you?

-Uhh---Oh. Right. NSA. Yeah.

Uh, oh god. The whole reasonI'm here. DNA results.

Oh. Only Nic and Sabine's DNAwere found on her body.

You fully could've told me thaton the phone.

I know, but thenyou wouldn't be heredrinking whiskey with me.

-(Camille laughs) -♪ Whoa, you do it to me ♪

It's, polynumeric?

Well, there's noletter substitutionthat tracks.

Steganographic?

Not unless it's hidingin plain sight.

It is a rolling cipher!

Okay. So...

one plus two is three,plus three is six, plus fiveis 11, one plus one is two.

Multiply thatby the first numberin the first sequence,

-it's two, and the---Take two, multiply itby the second number

in the first sequence,that's four!

It works!

-Okay.-So...

Both:Two, four, six, three!

(Ivy laughs)

Are-- are--are you sure?

Positive.

But, if you don'ttrust me, I--

N-- no, no. Go for it.

(chimes)

-Ha! We did it!-You did it!

You really havea super power!

Okay, this isthe last numbershe dialed.

Right.

(ringing)

(phone ringing)

-(flies buzzing)-(ringing continues)

I appreciate your commitment.

I appreciate the NSA'sdry cleaning policy.

You know, there'd betterbe a good reason I'm hereright now.

Oh, have you been drinking?

I went to a club.

-Any DNA?-Mm. Well. Lots of DNAbeing swapped at the club.

Negative.Only Nic's and Sabine's.

What were you doingat a club?

No one. Nothing.Oh my god. Can a girlgo to a club by herself?

-What am I looking at?Where were you?-Uh, in the mud

with the bugs and the snakesand the... who knows what else.

-(door opening)-This better be good.I was in the middle of oysters

with Stephanie.

Ugh, TMI, Fisher.

Hey, sometimes oystersis oysters.

What's inside of the bag?

(exhaling)

-That's a lotta coke.-(whistling)

It wasn't a squaredFibonacci or a descendingharmonic reverse.

Just simple rolling cipher.

Way to go,man of science.

Actually, it wasa woman of science.

Ivy figured it out.

-Ivy?-This is a highly-classifiedNSA investigation...

That Ivy helped us with.You're wrong about her.

I didn't tell her any detailsof the case. She just helped mewith the code.

Sabine used this phoneto call this single number.

Oh, this is why I'm here.

So seriously,no one else knowshow to use a tablet? Okay.

-(beeps)-Looks likeit's a New York number

registeredto a Jack Dalliford,

who-- just turned up deadbehind a Manhattan pizzeriaon Bleecker Street.

(sighs)I will get his bodysent right over.

Well... cheers.

(knocking on door)

Uhh, thank god you're here.What did you bring mefor breakfast?

I thought you neededa ride to work.

Those are notmutually exclusive concepts.

(sighs)I'll go see what'sin the fridge.

-Thank you.-You're welcome.

Camille:Thank you so much.

(phone ringing)

-This betterbe work-related.-Amanda on phone: Totally.

Meet me at the Lowdownfor the lowdown. Tonight.

I'm not falling for that again.

Come on.I'm spinning again.

Ahhh...

Hey. No sweat.I'm prolific, baby.

Creep my Instagram tonight.See what you missed.

I-- I gotta go. Okay.(clears throat)

Did I hear the soundsof telephonic flirtation?

What? No! Just work.

-You met someone.-(laughs) No!

Maybe. Whatever.I don't know.

I hope you have.You're amazing, so you deservesomeone equally as awesome.

Thank you. So do you.

Call him back.What do you have to lose?

I don't know.Takes me a minuteto trust people.

Everyone deserves to be trusteduntil proven otherwise.

That sounds likea horrible policy.

It is...unless it isn't.

-Doctor?-Linus: Doctor.

Hey, we plugged the holeon being hacked, yes?

-Yes, totally.-Totally-totally, or...?

Completely totally.What's up?

Kirsten heard mesay something to herin the stitch

which I never said.

Glitch or faulty memory?

-Outside force?-I don't think so,

but I'll keep an eye on itduring the next stitch.

-Thanks. Doctor.-Doctor.

(whirring)

-Cameron: Where you at, K-Max? -Kirsten: Uh, on the street.

In New York, I think.

How's the weather?Stitchy with a chance of fog?

Nope. Clear at the moment.

(phone ringing)

What did you find out?

Sabine on phone: His father gotthe contract.

I'll be in touch.I'll be in touch.

I'll be in touch.

(dialing phone)

Buy Novogorsk Steel,as many shares as you can.

Kirsten:Sabine called Dalliford,

told himabout the steel contract,then he called someone else

and told them to buy sharesof Novogorsk Steel.

Dalliford was runningan insider-trading scam.

It would seem so.

Wait, I'm being pulledinto another memory.

I'm in a room.I see Dalliford.

-Please stop.-He's beat up, tied to a chair.

Dalliford:Please stop.

-(fist thuds)-(gasps)

(grunts, coughing)

-(fist thuds)-(gasps)

Well? Novogorsk Steel.

You knewto buy shares. How?

Kirsten:Someone's wailingon him pretty hard.

-(fist thuds)-Kirsten: Ooh!

They wanna knowhow he knew

about the steel contract.

-Can you see the guy?-Yeah.

Bulldog-looking thug.I've-- I've never seenhim before.

Dalliford:Comenko's son.

(breathing hard)

He... has a girlfriend.

-She's beenfeeding me information.-Man: So you're using a girl

to get informationfrom Comenko's son?

I'm gonna need herto do something for me.

You told meyou can control her.

Bulldog wants Dallifordto get Sabine to do somethingfor him.

She won't do it.She says that planting drugson him wasn't part of the deal.

She'll have to be helpfulin some other way--

-helpful in some other way.-(knife clicks)

Death memoryin four seconds.

Get the helloutta there, Kirsten.Make the bounce.

-Dalliford: No! No!-(knife stabbing)

Sabine was killedbecause she wouldn'tplant the drugs on Nic.

-To shut her up?-I don't think so.

What would planting drugson Nic accomplish?

It would've gotten himdetained, questioned.

Yeah, but killing Sabineand making him a personof interest

in the murder did that, too.

But is that all Bulldog wanted,just to get Nic detained?

What doesgetting Nic detainedbuy someone?

Opportunity.

Think about it.What would paranoid, afraid-to-leave-Russia-for-fear-

of-being-assassinatedViktor Comenko do

if the son he was devoted towas in trouble in LA?

He'd come himselfto rescue his son.

Which is I'm guessingis exactly what he's doing.

Now, Comenko can't travelwith his armed detail,

so he's more vulnerablein the states than he wasin Russia.

Killing Sabine was the baitin a plot to killViktor Comenko.

And that, my friends,is how the Russian nestingdolls unnest.

Okay, we need to findNic and his fatherbefore they both end up dead.

None of Comenko's jetshave left Russiain the past 72 hours.

Yeah. Wanna know why?

So I said to myself,"If I'm Comenko,

"I'd probably have a whackof false papers to useif I need to blow town

should Moscowget a hate-onfor me, right?"

So I ran Comenko's photosthrough the Interpol passportregistry and got a hit

on three different aliases.I ran those aliases

through the Departmentof Homeland Securityairline booking database,

and discovered the ticketswere issued to oneof those aliases.

Nicolai and Mikael Karlaff.

-Karlaff?-Flight 1815.

The Comenkos are travelingunder that particular alias.

They're probably on their wayto LAX now.

Okay, I'll call TSA,have them hold the Comenkosuntil Fisher can put them

in protective custody.

Camille... good work.

Hey. Fisher's going to LAX.

I found a couple plane ticketsfor Nic and Viktorunder assumed names.

Viktor Comenkowouldn't fly commercial.

He'd be completely exposed.

Okay... think.What would you do

if you werea Russian steel tycoon,

and you went someplaceyou couldn't takeyour private militia?

I'd hire the bestI could locally.

So, we need to getinto Russian banking records

and see if he's hiredany LA-based security.

How hard could that be?

With enough time it's not hard,but we don't have enough time.

I'll be back.

-Fisher called.The tickets were a smokescreen.-Comenko wanted us

looking at LAX.

You gotta befrickin' kiddin' me.

-I told youthis was a bad idea.-We need her expertise.

Ivy worked in banking for years.

She knows how to navigate

the internationalbanking system.

It's not likeshe hasn't seen the insideof the lab before.

Cameron, what do you think?

If I'm being totally honest,I don't think it's a good idea.

Camille, what about you?

(clears throat)Um... everyone deservesto be trusted

until proven otherwise?

(sighs)Find Comenko,let's get it done.

(keys tapping)

Got it.

It looks like Comenko's hiredSeraph Private Securityon a few occasions

over the yearswhen he's cometo Los Angeles.

Well, these guysare no joke. Mercs.And looky here.

They've got a full securitydetail dispatched

into a private hangarat the Santa Monica airportin 20 minutes,

leavingfrom Seraph's headquarters.

Where's Seraph's headquarters?

Broadway. Downtown LA.

Bet you a bitcointhe Comenkos are there now

waiting to betaken to their plane.

I agree. Call Fisher.

Thank you, Ivy.Now it's time for you to go.

(indiscernible radio chatter)

(siren blares)

Maggie:Hold it! NSA!Drop your weapons!

Nic and Viktor Comenko,we need you to come with us.You are being detained.

Technically, I'm noteven here. My son and Iare going to the airport

-and leaving America now.-We believe your lifeis in danger.

Sweetie, tell me somethingI don't know.

That's Bulldog!

Kirsten:Watch out, Nic!

-(guns firing)-Kirsten, get down!

(people screaming)

(grunts)

Target down!

-Clear!-Maggie: Fisher, cuff him!

How'd you guys knowto come here?

Sabine showed me the way.

(sirens blaring)

Viktor Comenko was targetedby a competitor

in the Russiansteel business who lost outon the military contract.

He thought killing Comenkowould reopen negotiations.

How's Comenko doing?

Stable, and actually gratefulfor our help.

Nothin' like a bulletto soften a guy up.

So, Ivy came throughfor us again, huh?

I understandthat we are split about her,

but until we knowwhere her loyalties are,

we have to protectourselves, understood?

New business.Thanks to Kirsten,

I will be taking onBlair's duties,

which means that I will bein Washington occasionally.

Making the NSAgreat again? Nice.

Which meansI need to appoint someoneto take on my responsibilities

in the labwhen I'm not here.

Now, I have put a lotof thought into this,and the only person

that the only personthat I think is capableof doing the job...

is Cameron.

Maggie, nah, come on,I'm more of a... kinda guy.

You'll be great.I'll brief youbefore I leave.

(exhales)So excited.

Uh, you got a minute?

Sure.

(clears throat)

Why Cameron?

You mean why not you?

Whoever runs this place,their first job...

is to protect the team.

"Everyone deserves to be trusteduntil proven otherwise"?

That is a bad policy

in our business,and can get people killed.

-I made a mistake.-Yes. You did.

(softly) Okay.

Kirsten:Look at you,big boss man.

Yeah, I have a feelingthis isn't gonna be oneof those fun promotions.

Oh, well, as long as you don'tabuse your authority and startordering tests on me.

Kirsten... everythingI do is because I careabout you. Deeply.

I need to know why you thinkyou heard what you heardin that stitch.

I need to knowthat stitchingis safe for you.

I need you to trust me.

I do trust you.

I wanna believe that.I really do.

But you're not sure.

Let's just talk about itat dinner.

Oh, right,when we have "the talk."

Yeah.

I-- I have a better idea.

♪ I put my baginto the back seat ♪

♪ I drove my heartcross the country ♪

♪ And nowI'm awake and feel mecomin' back to life ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I'm awake, awake ♪

♪ Yes, I'm awake, awake ♪

♪ I'm awake, awake ♪

♪ Yes, I'm awake, awake ♪

♪ Till you,until you find me ♪

♪ Till you,until you find me ♪

-(doors hiss)-(somber music playing)

-(doors close)-(mechanical breathing)

(clicking, beeping)

Good talk.

(theme music playing)

(no discernible dialog)

♪ Take me inside... ♪