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♪ When I'm lyin'
in my bed at night ♪

♪ I don't want to grow up

♪ Nothing ever seems
to turn out right ♪

♪ And I don't want to grow up

♪ How do you move
in a world of fog ♪

♪ That's always
changing things? ♪

♪ Makes me wish
that I could be a dog ♪

♪ When I see the price that you pay ♪

♪ I don't want to grow up ♪

♪ I don't ever want
to be that way ♪

♪ And I don't want
to grow up... ♪

It's all in the wrist, Mac.

Actually, do you mind?

No.It's all in the math.

Uh-huh.

Velocity and launch angle
determine trajectory,

and distance
over a parabolic arc.

Ooh!

Uh, yeah, like I said,
it's, uh, all in the wrist.

Eh, I must have
got a bad one.

All right, well, whatever.

The Skee-Ball crown
belongs to you.

Oh, well, thank you.

You're very welcome.

Seriously, though,
thanks for reaching out.

Yeah, man.

In the last year and a half
the Phoenix was down,

it's kind of scary how fast
we all drifted apart.

Yeah.

I could've made more
of an effort, though.

That was on all of us.

So here's me
checking in on you.

Oh, well, thank you.

I don't know why,
though. I'm fine.

Why wouldn't I be?

Oh, come on, Mac.

You and Desi have been
sniping at each other

like Bieber and Selena.

It's not that bad.

I'm saying it's
fine, it's fine.

So... what happened?

Why'd you two break it off?

A long story
for another time.

- I get it.
- What about you? Are you...?

Are you dating anybody?
Seeing people?

No.

- No one?
- No. No, no, no.

If you add up the train wreck
of me and Billy,

and then Bozer losing Leanna
to a deep cover op,

and now you and Desi...

And let's not
forget everything

that Matty and
Ethan went through.

Exactly. The casualty rate for
relationships is catastrophic.

It's the Phoenix jinx, man.Yeah.

To being single.

*MAcGYVER*
Season 04 Episode 02

Episode Title:
"Red Cell + Quantum + Cold + Committed"

Cubans. Special blend.

Raul gave me these when I was
in Havana for Fidel's funeral.

Major Frost,
yours for the taking?

No thank you, Mr. Taylor.

John? Well, if-if you're gonna
give the hard sell,

- I'll indulge.
- Did anyone ever tell you

you are a pushover?

Ah. Perfect timing.

Angus MacGyver,

Matty Webber, meet General
John Acosta and Major Anne Frost

from the Department of Defense.
John and I...

We go way back to when I was
running Spearhead Operations.

Oh. Promise not
to hold that against you.

What brings you here,
General?

Are you familiar
with the term "Red Cell"?

Of course.

A Red Cell is a team

that finds vulnerabilities
in security systems.

Precisely.

And while we have our
own Red Cell teams,

from what Taylor says

about the Phoenix,
especially you,

Mr. MacGyver,
your unorthodox methods are

just what we need.

Well, I'm flattered,

but what exactly
are you asking of us?

My command
oversees security

at a DARPA lab
south of Los Angeles.

This lab is our premier facility

for developing
cutting-edge military

technologies.
We've received

credible intel
that it's been

targeted by foreign agents.

And you want us to pretend

to be these foreign agents,
break in,

and test your security
before they actually try it?

Exactly.
We need a fresh set of eyes

on how our lab's protected.

I'd like to hear some more
details before we commit.

I would think, given
your need to have your security

clearance reinstated,
you'd jump at the chance.

Which is why we're actually
thrilled to commit.

Here. Enjoy the cigars,
my compliments.

And we'd like to thank you
for this opportunity, John.

What the hell
are you doing?

I just secured our
first government contract.

Which apparently is being done

in exchange for our
security clearances?

Something you said was
already taken care of.

We find ourselves
in the unfortunate position

of having to prove our worth
to the powers that be.

Matty's connections
and my considerable charm

will only get us so far.

When that well runs dry,

if we are not in,
then we are out.

And if we are out,
then we are finished.

- You could have told us.
- I just did.

Pull this off, Angus,

and you all get your
secret agent badges back.

Our objective is
to test the security

of this DARPA lab by
penetrating its defenses

and stealing a project
known as "Quirk."

And what exactly is Quirk?

We don't know.

Now,
the military guards at the lab

will be unaware that
General Acosta hired us.

Which means if we come across
a trigger-happy soldier,

we might catch
a very real bullet.

No risk, no reward.

Now, to beat their systems,
we all have to play a part.

They've got facial recognition

and a backscatter vehicle X-ray
at the parking entrance.

Badges with an
evolving algorithm,

and scientists who work at
all hours of the day and night.

Plus armed patrols,
and a six-man tactical team

on standby.

- So what's the way in?
- Social engineering.

The weak spot of
any security system

is always the human element.

Riley will invite
all 12 scientists

to a team-building mixer,
which they will think

is being hosted
by their employer.

And while they're
hitting the open bar,

we'll be hitting the lab.

And the card swipe
through the lab door?

You said the badges have
an evolving algorithm.

With a wireless RFID reader,
if I get

within a foot of an active
badge, I can clone it.

As for the
facial rec system,

Taylor's beard negates
half the nodal points.

And I can swap out
the extant data from his image

with one of these fine folks.

Well, that gets me
through the gate,

but what about you,
Angus and Desi?

We'll hitch a ride.

Lead should confuse
the backscatter X-ray,

and Desi and I will hide
in the trunk.

Seriously?
Sounds a little cozy.

Relax, it's a short trip.

Back to wearing that
body spray?

Breaking up
means we never have to

have this conversation again.

Your plan put us in a trunk.

- And for the record...
- Hmm?

...you said you liked
"Mountain Rain"

- when we started dating.
- I said

a lot of things
I didn't really mean.

In the end, so did you, right?

Yeah, we can't do this
right now.

I feel my tension
melting away.

I am relaxed,

...calm and centered.

I feel my worries and fears

released to the universe.

Who patched in Tony Robbins?

I am at peace.

- You're good to go.
- Thank you.

Positive affirmations are
a proven balm

for reducing anxiety.

All right,

12 minutes
till the next sweep.

So, you didn't kill
each other?

- Almost.
- Next time.

Why are there no cameras inside?

Well, the work here
is so sensitive,

it's a greater risk
to record than not.

Until now.
Let's find the Quirk.

"Feed me, Seymour."

I think these are
bio-sensors.

They're plants that
act as sentries.

That is so cool.

Um, if by cool
you mean terrifying.

Angus.

What do you make of
these... Frankenroaches?

I think that these are drones.

They're used for search
and rescue

and radiation detection,
that sort of thing.

Who in their right mind
would dream up

remote control cockroaches?

Check this out.

Meta-materials.

They bend light
around objects.

Oh, finally.

My dream of owning
an invisibility cloak...

is one step closer to reality.

Okay.

- Can we keep moving?
- Yep.

"Quantum recursive chip."

Q-R-C. Quir-Quirk!

So what is it?

Next generation
in microprocessors.

This is...

The holy grail
of supercomputers.

If computers are cars,
then this chip is the difference

between a Model-T
and a Formula 1 racer.

Right, so...

what are we waiting for?

Well, first problem,

the chamber's locked
with a retinal scanner.

And I'm pretty sure
that only the three

scientists who were
assigned to this

have authority to access it.

Well, we can easily
bypass that. Des?

- You're up.
- What?

Do your...

- You want me...?
- Yes.

No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no!

No, stop. Second problem.

The quantum chip
has to be stored

at an extremely cold
temperature,

230 degrees Kelvin.230?

230? That sounds very hot.

Converted to
Fahrenheit, that's...

- 45 degrees below zero.
- What happens

if the chip warms up?

It disintegrates.

Hold on.

So we have to steal something...

that'll self-destruct
the moment it's stolen?

Yes.

- If that happens, we fail.
- Which means

no security clearances.

And we're
done at the Phoenix.

Hey, guys?
It's a little too quiet in there.

Eight minutes
till the next patrol. Ticktock.

Perhaps you'd, um...

you'd care to sound
this out, Angus?

Ideate?
Jam on some creative solutions?

Just
got to think.

Mm-hmm.
Gentle reminder,

this is exactly why
we were hired to do this job.

It's why I bought
the Phoenix.

You solve problems
that can't be solved.

- Fair point, Mac.
- Not helping, either one of you.

Maybe I can build
a cold containment unit.

- Portable cooler. I love it.
- It's not as easy as it sounds.

But doable?
I-I'll take doable. Make yourself useful.

And what about
the retinal scanner?

Uh, that is where
Bozer comes in.

I know you're not asking me
to get you an eye.

An up close picture will do.

Charm your way over
to the scientists and get me

- a close-up picture of an eye.
- Oh, is that all?

Hey, guys.

Hey. Hey, everybody. I'm
glad I found you guys.

My name is Adam. I start Monday
on the nucleotide project.

- Oh.
- Yeah!

May I?
Lei I.

You follow?
Everybody?

Yeah. Let's do it, huh?

Turn up, turn up.

Turn up, turn up, turn up.

Turnt it.
Okay, all right. Okay.

Yeah. Okay.

When it comes
to keeping something hot, or cold,

your worst enemy
is actually air.

Air conducts heat.

So by creating a vacuum,
a space where there is no air,

that leaves nothing to take
your heat, or your cold, away.

And what's inside the vacuum
stays the same temperature.

Bozer, you're under
four minutes now. Talk to me.

Hey!

Oh! Look at that, huh?

Coming your way.

Are you recruiting
for a furry convention?

- Ah! Oh, that's crazy.
- Yeah, yeah.

- That's pretty cool.
- Best I could do.

Just enhance,
zoom in on the eyes.

- "Enhance"?
- Yeah. Sorry,

Blade Runner,
this is way too low-res.

You got to get
way closer for me.

Everybody thinks
these cans are filled with air,

but it's actually a liquid
called HCF-134

that rests at 60 degrees
below zero.

Hold them upside down and
you're one wrong spray away

from frostbite.

Guys. Soldiers with guns

coming through that door
any minute now.

Okay, one portable cold
containment unit ready to go.

All right, Bozer, Riley,
where is the eyeball?

Doctor's telling me
I need my first pair of specs.

Y-You know, I've got this app
for checking out frames.

Here, what do you think?

Oh. That's really cool.

Yeah, take those off.
If you don't mind.

Okay.

Stunning.

You know, I remember...

Lovely.

All right.

Taylor, you're up.

With 60 seconds to spare.

Good sound?

Bad sound?

Temperature alarm,
sensors indicating that the chip

is at risk.

What do we do?

Well, we shut it down.

Come on!

- You told me to shut it.
- Down.

Shut it down as in
connect the sensor array.

You did not use
any one of those words.

Well, communication always
was our issue, wasn't it?

I speak six languages.

Communication was
not our problem.

Uh, guys, sorry to interrupt,

but you just kicked
a hornet's nest.

Soldiers are in the hallway
and the Tac team is scrambling.

Wait, what? Oh, my God.

What's happening?

Team A, lab one clear.

- Heading to lab two.
- Copy.

Headed to lab three now.
Team B, lab A and B secure.

Locking down perimeter.

Team A en route to lab three.

We have to abort.

Call Acosta,
and have his men stand down.

No. We didn't come
this far just to give up now.

Desi, can I just say,
I love your can-do attitude.

There's two more bogeys
in there. Go, go, go!

Your quantum
chip, General.

I'm sure you're eager
to get this back.

Yes, although I obviously
need to find

a safer place to keep it.

I promised and, as usual,
I delivered.

Now it's your turn, John.Yes.

I'll make a call
and see that your people's

TS status is restored.

I knew I could
count on you, Russ.

All right.
There's only, uh,

just one stop I need to make

before we head back
to the barn.

To a job well done.

Hmm?

Is this mandatory?

Yeah. It's a team-building
exercise, all right?

Look, we're here

to celebrate the launch
of a new Phoenix.

The entire defense community
will soon know our name.

♪ It's just so simple ♪

♪ It's just so simple... ♪

Just how public
do you want us to be?

- All right. That's our cue.
- Yeah.

Yes, Matty?

Federal arrest warrants have
been issued for the four of you.

We're talking FBI, DHS,
down to the local authorities.

You all just became
America's most wanted.

This is a mistake.
Acosta must not have

alerted his people
about the Red Cell yet.

No, it's no mistake, Taylor.

The general requested
the arrest warrants himself.

Your old friend set us up.

The Red Cell op was
a federal crime.

The cow goes...

We got enough Cheerios

in these seats to feed us while
we're in hiding, so we got that

- going for us.
- Mac,

you couldn't have
stolen a vehicle

with a little bit more oomph?

Low-profile family minivan
is perfect.

Just drive
like a soccer mom

and not a psycho and you won't
set off any more alarms.

Yeah, keep talking
and you'll be walking home.

- You guys are in time-out.
- Matty. Talk to me.

Your pal Acosta

sold you down the river good.

The best option
for you right now

- is to turn yourselves in.
- And then get the best lawyers

- money can buy.
- Not an option.

It looks like we were as much
a target as the quantum chip,

although I can't see
the connection yet.

But taking ourselves out
of the game is not an answer.

Besides, if we turn ourselves
in, Acosta will disappear

and any chance we have
of recovering the Quirk

- will be gone.
- Along with any hope

- of clearing our names.
- Okay, let's just all agree

that going to jail
is not an option.

Uh, where is that man?

Four-star generals
just don't disappear.

His office has him en
route to a classified location

for a classified exercise,

which we can't access,
because we don't have

the security clearances
you said we did.

You need to lay low
until we can locate Acosta.

Hey, guys, we got a problem.

I'm monitoring radio chatter.
We've got FBI and local cops

- closing in on our position.
- Matty, we need to go.

The owner
of the minivan must have reported

the car stolen
and activated some type

- of LoJack anti-theft device.
- Okay.

So disconnect it.

I...

Uh...

before we do that,
let's fool the Feds

with a little...
misdirection.

Riley, could you

lock in on the homing signal

- sent out by this van?
- You got it.

Hang on.

Pull over. Pull over right now.

Pull the damn car over.

So, uh, anti-theft device
is basically a radio

hardwired into a car

that is sending out
a specific code

to a specific frequency.

Okay, so this...

is an emulator.

And once I turn it on,

I'll be able
to emit the same code.

And then you can put that into
another car to lead them away.

That's brilliant.

First we need to
ditch our tail.

- Good driving, Desi. Well done.
- All right, we're clear

for 15 seconds,
but the dragnet's closing in fast.

All right, time to throw this emulator
in a decoy. Uh, that's my moment.

Yes!

Yeah!
Still got it! Ha!

Matty, we're in the clear.

What's our next move,
besides get a new ride?

We shake the intel trees
to see if we can I.D.

who General Acosta is delivering
this quantum chip to.

I guess a box of Cuban
cigars run a distant second

to whatever they're
offering him.

Yeah, there's something
that we're missing.

What?

The chip.
It was air-gapped.

Stored so that it was isolated
from contact with any computer.

Why is that important?

Because maybe it's not
just the chip itself,

but what's on it
that's valuable.

- Yeah, a chip that fast, if weaponized...
- Yeah, like,

with a Stuxnet-type virus...

It could take down
anything from

our nation's air traffic
control to a nuclear reactor.

And we'll get hung out
for that, too.

Bozer, I think it's time
you reconnected

- with last night's hookup.
- Hannah?

Why? Well,

there's a lot we don't know
about this quantum chip,

and any intel that you
could grab could help us.

I ran a script to
search the DoD mainframe.

The general's name popped up
on a flight manifest.

Is there any way to
reach him directly?

I think I can make that happen.

Good to see you, my old friend.

Taylor?
How did you find me?

Why are you trying
not to be found?

Look, we've been through
too much for you

to pull something
like this, John.

What's really
happening here?

I'm sorry.

They have my daughter
and my grandson.

Who? Who has them?

I don't know.

But they knew everything
about me.

Saw every potential countermove
I could make.

Had me boxed in

the minute this whole
nightmare started.

Let us help you.

- We'll find a way to get your family back.
- Too late for that, MacGyver.

General, please do not
hand over that chip.

That's not what
they're asking of me.

I only hope, when
this is all over,

you... the whole country...

- .can forgive me.
- John!

We'll be landing
right on schedule.

Anything else
you need, sir?

No, I'm all set.
Thank you, Major.

Since we know the general
isn't going to sell the chip,

the question we have
to answer now is:

what could he use it for?

Well, get this:

the air base
Acosta's flying into,

it's a hub for military
personnel en route to NORAD.

Like DEFCON 1,

"we're all gonna die
in a nuclear winter" NORAD?

It fits the pattern.
What pattern is that?

Well, first someone targets
Los Angeles with a bioweapon,

and now the United States
missile defense system.

Wait. Hold up.

Y-You're saying
this is part

of your global
conspiracy theory?

Well, think about it.
Martin Bishop, ex-DXS,

aspiring arbiter
of death and chaos,

told us his organization

wanted to burn society's
pillars to the ground.

Well, taking down NORAD
would be the right spark

to start that kind of fire.

Matty, we need
to warn them.

Without proof that the
general set you up, my warning

- will fall on deaf ears.
- And let's not forget,

whoever's behind this

has the general's daughter
and grandson.

So if we
alert the base,

we're signing
their death warrants.

Okay, guys,
we are out of options,

and running out of time.
Two of you,

get on the Phoenix jet
and stop Acosta; the other two,

find and save his family.

With every cop in the
nation looking for us?

Okay.

The general's daughter

and grandson live
in a condo in Laguna.

Okay, we'll start there
and hope the kidnappers

left a trail we can follow.

Where'd you get that photo?

Ah, when I hacked into
the general's laptop

so Taylor could chat,

I might've cloned
his hard drive.

Riley, that's
a proof-of-life photo.

To make sure
he goes through with

plugging the quantum chip
into the NORAD network.

The burner phone
they used to send the photo

embedded a geotag.

I got an address.

Hold on a second.

I can see
the kidnapper's reflection.

He's not wearing a mask.

Which means even if Acosta
goes through with it,

they won't be left alive
when it's over.

T-minus two minutes to lockdown.

T-minus two minutes to lockdown.

Looks like our luck
is holding out.

Acosta's tour of the airbase
allowed us to get ahead of him.

They're rather busy
bees in here,

aren't they? Any idea
what they're planning?

Simulated nuclear attack.

Once this starts,
Cheyenne Mountain

goes into lockdown,
and our chance

of stopping
the general's gone.

So, we need to get into
the NORAD command center

before it's sealed.
These badges should do the trick.

Hey, Boze, not exactly
a good time right now.

You're gonna want to hear this,
Mac. It's not a virus

on the quantum chip.

- It's not? Then what is it?
- Hannah said

it's a rootkit.

- Copy.
- That's not a happy face.

- It's a rootkit on the quantum chip.
- Meaning?

It's a software tool
that gives the user

complete and undetected control
of any network.

So the people pulling
the general's strings

aren't trying to sabotage
NORAD,

- they want to control it.
- Yeah. Once that chip

is plugged in, the entire United
States missile defense system

- is in their hands.
- Attention all personnel.

Lockdown in one minute.
Lockdown in one minute.

Well...

I hate to draw attention
to ourselves, but...

- we really need to get a move on.
- Yeah.

Prepare for lockdown.
Prepare for lockdown.

It's the super!

On your knees!

What was is lost...

...but from death comes life.

Riley says they've freed
the general's family.

Well done.

No dice, fellas.

We've got command center
authorization.

Not during the lockdown.

Civvies get nuked
with the rest of us grunts.

Didn't you get the e-mail?

It must've gone to spam.
Well, mystery solved.

- Uh, we-we've got to get through.
- No, you've got to

get out of the way.

Commencing lockdown.
All personnel,

report to your stations
immediately.

Tell the general
his family's safe,

but communications
have been cut off.

Any idea how to get past
that blast door?

Well, if a nuclear bomb
can't knock them down,

I'm not sure how
we're going to.

The command center at NORAD
is completely sealed off

for the duration
of the exercise.

No exceptions?

It wouldn't exactly be
a nuclear simulation

if the phone lines were
left open, now, would it?

Okay, Mac,
what's your next move?

I'll, uh, let you know
when I have one.

Any chance you can

science your way through
a mountain of granite?

There's no way I can get
through that much solid rock

in the amount of
time that I have.

But, uh, m-maybe
I don't have to.

I'm not following.

Okay, back when
Phoenix was DXS,

its engineers consulted
in the original design

of the NORAD station.

Which means that we would have
the architectural plans.

I'm on it.

It seems like there was
a cave-in during

the construction phase
of the command center.

How does that help us?

Well, there was a-a
rescue tunnel that was dug

to evacuate
the trapped workers.

But it was never

refilled though.
It was only sealed at both ends.

So, if I can access that,

then I should be able to reach
that ventilation shaft

and get inside.

Well, I seem to be
a fifth wheel in this plan.

How can I help?

I can build a drilling tool
and a breathing apparatus

to get through the tunnel.

However,
I need time,

as well as those
guards to move.

You've given me
the easy part.

What? Taylor...

My friend, perhaps if
I had listened to you

and Matty at the start,

I would have realized
Acosta wasn't on the level.

Maybe.

And we wouldn't be fugitives
in NORAD, trying to prevent

the collapse of the
missile defense system.

You can't entirely
blame yourself.

As long as I call the shots,
I can.

Good luck.

Uh, what is your plan?

It's known as
the Leeroy Jenkins.

Leeroy...

Jenkins!

PACOM and CENTCOM
are not responding.

Major Frost, will you
take us up to DefCon One?

DefCon One. Spool all
missiles in their silos.

- Silo One, go.
- Silo Two, go.

- Silo Three, go.
- Silo Four, go.

Engage backup power.

DefCon One enabled.

Man all stations.

Backup power engaged.

We are go.

Command center breach!

General Acosta, wait.
Don't you move, MacGyver.

Your family's safe.

Do not plug in that chip.

Just undo the lockdown.

Give 'em a call.
They're safe, I promise.

- That's not a chance I can take.
- What are your orders, sir?

You know what's at stake.

So do I.

Why would I lie to you?

I pray you're telling me
the truth.

No!

Why would you do this?

Who do you work for?

I work for everyone.

That's what
Martin Bishop said.

What does it mean?

Acosta will be fine.

But he'll be recovering
from his wounds

in Leavenworth prison.

Seems like a sad end
to a storied career.

He's very grateful
to you, though,

for stopping him
from compromising NORAD.

And to you, Desi and Riley...

for rescuing his family.

His testimony and confession

cleared all of your names.

And thanks to your work
on this op,

once I finish dotting the Is
and crossing the Ts

on your
new background check,

we will get our security
clearances back.

It'll feel good
to be legit again.

Yeah, that's great,
Boze,

but there's still a lot
of unanswered questions.

Yeah, like have we ID'd
the kidnapper?

And what do we know about
the shadowy organization

behind all this?

- And what happened to...?
- Go home.

Decompress.

Finding the answers
to those questions

is my burden to bear.

Go on.

Bugger off.
Scoot.

Head to my place?

I'm meeting up
with Hannah.

Oh, look at you.

Actually, I got to end it
before it starts, okay?

I told her what I could,
but you guys know

there's a lot of secrets to keep
when you work around here.

And those tend
to catch up to us

sooner or later.

I'm out.

All right, man.

I guess it's just us.

Ah, that's gonna be
a rain check for me, too.

Matty's got some stuff

for me to finish up in here.

It's him.

What's with the tiny pies?

I thought we were
going out tonight.

We can't.
There's a...

There's a white
lady in the living room.

I'm, I'm sorry,
there's a what?

That's my boss.

You got to warn me if
we're having guests.

Sorry to just drop in,

but I was in the neighborhood
and thought maybe

you would like
to discuss that thing

you've been meaning
to talk to me about.

Yes, yes, the thing.

Um, babe, could you make
some drinks for us?

Sure. Sure, sure.

Don't worry, he still thinks
you work at a boring think tank.

How much trouble am I in?

For failing
to disclose the fact

that you have
a live-in boyfriend

when you're right
in the middle of getting

your security clearance back?

- I'm in a lot of trouble.
- I vetted him.

Aubrey Jones,
licensed corporate accountant.

No criminal record.
Clean history.

I'm sorry, Matty.
It's fine.

Occasionally scaring the crap
out of your employees

is just good
business management.

Why haven't you shared this
with any of us?

I just wanted to keep
the Phoenix out of it

for as long as I could.

When I'm with him,
I feel like I'm...

more than just the job.

At least that's what
I keep telling myself.

That's what we all
tell ourselves.

Whatever gets you
through the night.

You're here late.

Whoever we're up against,

they're certainly formidable.

And we're no wiser
to their agenda

than we were yesterday.

By choosing Phoenix
as the Red Cell,

they were looking to kill
two birds with one stone.

Neutralize us and
take over NORAD.

Add "clever" and "dangerous"
to the list of superlatives.

Any progress connecting
the dots?

It's what you do,
isn't it?

On both the kidnappers'
and Frost's phones,

we found these encrypted
communications.

It's how every message ended.

What does it mean?

It's a visual trigger;
it reminds them that

they're, they're part
of something bigger,

committed to a cause, but,

but who they are
remains a mystery.

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Sync & corrections by srjanapala