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- Aleksi Yurimov. - I'm not up on my Russian spies.

You'd be taking Putin's queen off the chessboard.

- Can I help you? - We're with state police.

You're not the police.

I'm scared, Joe.

I'm scared for you.

I'm scared for our daughters.

I'm blackjacked!

I am here

to take you to your death.

Everybody breaks, Byron.

And when she breaks, who knows what spills out?

I'm going to get Joe.

You're okay.

I'm gonna figure out who was behind this.

And I'm gonna kill them.

We found her.

She is safe. She's in good health.

Who's behind this?

We believe that the double agent

who brought us the Yurimov operation...

ultimately, her goal was

a CIA senior case officer abduction.

A double agent.

What's interesting about him?

Russian national,

got his master's in international relations

from the London School of Economics in 2011.

Green card in 2018.

Look at his W-2 history.

Worked at Akin Gump, then BGR until '22,

when the Ukraine war popped off

and lobby firms dropped Russian clients.

Now he's at CSIS.

Hey.

Is this guy on your radar?

Hang on.

- Go ahead. - Dmitri Sokolov.

DOB, 03-18-88.

Virginia license, 1-6-1-0-2-2-5.

No. Don't have him.

Look at his work history.

Huh.

He's running in some interesting circles.

Yeah.

Put a SIGINT team on him.

Get me everything. Phone,

emails, track his movement.

You want to assign a case officer?

No. Work up the file first.

- I'm on my way in. - Your husband around?

Right beside me.

Give me a minute. I'll step away.

No, let me talk to him.

Okay. Um, it's for you.

- Yes? - Hey, it's Byron.

Morning, Byron.

Could you give me a minute, hon?

Oh, G... By all means.

What can I do for you?

I got a lobbyist at, uh, BGR till '22.

Russian national, he's at CSIS now.

Sounds like he's still lobbying.

What's his area of expertise?

- Don't know. - Name?

Uh, Sokolov. Dmitri Sokolov.

Hold on.

I can see you lurking.

Yes, sir.

You know a lobbyist at BGR till '22?

Sokolov, Dmitri.

Mm-hmm. He's at Brookings now, or CSIS, maybe.

What was his field of focus?

He repped Kukoil and Gasprom.

- In Ukraine? - Africa.

Thank you.

His focus was energy exploration

in Africa.

Let me talk to Kaitlyn.

You can come out now.

Territorial is not a good look on you, my dear.

You have not seen "territorial" yet, my dear.

So, what was that about?

I think our plate readers lucked into one.

File's coming your way. Put somebody on him.

- Kyle? - Yeah, sure.

Yes, sir?

Run everything to Kaitlyn Meade.

Yes, sir.

Did you find her?

Yeah, we found her.

Good.

What do you want now?

Need to move you.

New ID, new location.

That's a U.S. Marshals job, not CIA.

Got to take you back in, start all over.

Uh, not those.

It's gonna be a long trip.

There you go. Something comfortable.

May I grab some socks?

I'll grab them. Which drawer?

Where you going?

You need to put them on.

- Whoa. Yeah. - Ah!

- Fu... - Yeah.

Oh.

That should answer the "Why didn't I go home?" question.

Well, it's gonna take some time to come back down.

You know that.

Here.

I can't come back down

until we have the men who took me

and, more importantly, we have the ones who authorized

- me being taken. - The men that authorized this

are probably in a bunker in Kyiv.

The person that put it in motion is most likely our double agent.

You have proof of that?

Checks every box of a false flag.

Russia has no idea of how we found their agents,

they have no clue of our involvement in taking Yurimov,

they have no knowledge of your team.

And even if they did,

they would never attempt to reach you

- on American soil. - These agents

were not Ukrainian, Kaitlyn.

They were not Ukrainian, they were Russian.

The men who showed up at my door were from Belarus.

They were contract agents and that's not up for debate.

Give me one reason

why Russian contract agents would pursue

an abduction on behalf of Ukraine.

That's your job.

If you want to disprove the theory,

by all means, disprove it.

You're the only one

that has detailed knowledge of your abduction.

You're the only one who knows who and how they operated.

And you're the only one that has the right questions.

Now, we can take three days to debrief it,

but in those three days, anyone that was involved

in your capture is in the Middle East, Europe, Cuba.

Anywhere but here.

Then who do I ask these questions to?

We're still holding Yurimov.

He was in our custody when this took place.

And even if he planned it, he has zero motivation

to tell us anything, and we have no leverage.

He's rotting in a fucking cage.

I mean, we can waterboard him, of course, but they invented it.

- They improved it, I might add. - I doubt he's gonna tell us

anything useful in custody,

but he might on the flight home.

On the flight home?

We're releasing him.

Great.

We run an op, we risk our lives,

we slaughter God knows how many men

for a fucking war that has nothing to do with us,

to get the guy. We get the fucking guy,

and it's probably the reason as to why I was taken,

and now we're just gonna give him back.

Okay, Joe, you know that one can't apply logic to politics

unless everyone applies it, and that is not the case here.

We can't denounce your abduction

when we did the exact same thing and we did it first.

You're right.

If Russia was behind this,

then they're not gonna tell us anything.

But if the Ukraine is involved, then they will tell us who

and how this operation was executed.

Yurimov will be more than motivated

to share any information.

So, are you up for it?

I'm up for it.

How's the foot?

It's shocking

how many nerve endings are in a pinky toe.

Yeah.

Let's get to the end of this and then,

we're gonna have a long talk.

A long talk about what?

Your future.

I'm not ready to have that conversation.

Well, you're gonna have to get ready.

'Cause it's coming.

Sorry I'm late.

Something came up.

Something always does.

Well, again, my apologies.

Ah, it wasn't essential for you to be here before me.

Only before him.

Ah, so you achieved your goal.

I've noticed a pattern, Edwin.

Really?

You meet for dinner when you give bad news

and for breakfast when you want to negotiate.

So, what are we negotiating?

Why, I think today we should

focus on thawing things out.

This is unsustainable, Max.

I think it's best for all if we try to find

some common ground.

Stop funding our enemies would be a good start.

Well, stop making enemies of our allies.

Since when is Ukraine your ally?

Since you invaded.

America, land of hypocrisy.

You question what we do, but you do the same

in Venezuela.

The prime minister of Ukraine

is not the leader of a cartel.

Says you.

Ukraine is the biggest cartel in Europe.

What cartel runs Greenland?

That one should worry you.

I'm not seeing the common ground

that you've invited me here to discuss.

We have something of yours. We'd like to give it back.

We have no use for the tankers once you remove the oil.

It's not a tanker.

Okay.

What is this thing you want to give me

that I don't know I'm missing?

Aleksi Yurimov.

Yurimov was killed in Ukraine.

Yurimov was detained during a train-and-advise operation.

For his safety, he was removed from the theater.

We have cleared him of any espionage activities

against U.S. interests.

Therefore, there's no reason to detain him any further.

- Where is he? - He's en route to D.C.

- by end of the day. - No, you didn't answer

my question.

I answered as best I could.

Okay.

And in return, what?

What do you want?

Nothing.

Just to cool things down.

This will help.

I will have men pick him up. Tell me where.

We will deliver him to you at your embassy.

Something happened.

Someone took one of yours and you took one of ours?

Well, someone tried to take one of ours.

Twice.

And failed. Twice.

We haven't taken and we haven't tried.

We're aware.

America's greatest problem is underestimating

how many enemies you have.

The whole world hates you.

Even your friends.

Gentlemen.

Always pleasant, that one, hmm?

We missed something.

In what regard?

Want to know the last time I had this feeling?

About a week before 9/11.

Hey, buddy?

- Hey. Hey, how you doing, man? - Hey.

Hey, I got a question for you: I got a meeting

across the street, is it okay

if I use the valet or do I got to eat at the restaurant?

- How does that work? - Uh, nah, you don't...

Hi, welcome. Reservation, sir?

Uh, no, I'll just sit at the bar.

- Sure. - Can I take a menu?

- Of course. - Is there Wi-Fi?

"Bistro guest," no password.

Looks like a GW system.

Want to go through the company or get me in here?

We have access through GW.

And we see you now.

Two-top, facing me, sitting alone.

Grey suit, blue tie.

We have him.

You seeing this?

Looks like a meet to me.

Give me the feed.

This security system have audio?

Negative.

There's not shit for snacks in here.

'Cause you ate 'em all.

That was, like, three days ago.

Don't they restock this fucking thing?

Oh, yes, the glaring inefficiencies

of the federal government.

Man.

What is Kyle on?

- Huh? - Well,

they got him on this Russian national

who works for a think tank.

Let me see.

We got a locator

in the rear bumper and the wheel well.

Looks like he's talking to this guy.

You got an angle on his face?

Yeah.

That's the one.

What?

That's the one.

He's the one who took me.

He ran it.

- Are you sure? - It's him.

- Yeah. - Hey.

You got a high value target in the restaurant.

An HVT? What HVT?

We're just setting up surveillance.

Your subject is talking to one of Joe's abductors

right fucking now.

Roger that. Relay to NSA.

Get it to Kyle. He's on 'em now.

We got a visual on one of the players who took Joe.

He's in there now?

Do you want us to tail

or engage?

Tail or engage?

Engage. Now.

Take him.

- Take them both. - Roger.

- We are fucking green, brother. - Can we get word to Kyle?

He'll figure it out soon enough.

Fuck it.

New guy on the move, new guy on the move.

New guy's the target. Detain. Detain.

FBI! Stand the fuck down!

- Stand down! - Stand down!

FBI! FBI!

Stand the fuck down!

Stand down!

FBI! Put your weapons down!

Stand down!

Pull out your badges.

Fuck.

Fuck. I'm hit.

- Shit. - Right above the plate.

You don't have yours on.

Goddamn it.

You got to be fucking kidding me.

The one time I don't wear it. Shit.

Federal agent at Le Diplomate,

1601 14th Street Northwest.

Shots fired, multiple GSW. I count seven.

Two officers down.

Send paramedics and all available on a Code 3.

Advise, PD agents are plainclothes.

I've got a, uh,

I've got a medkit in your vehicle.

Yeah, in the fucking valet garage.

You mind going to get it?

I'd love to, but I don't need Washington PD

coming in here, shooting everything they see.

Just hang tight.

Shit.

Hey.

Hang in there, all right? Help's on the way.

FBI.

We're both hit.

Let EMT through.

Got to secure the scene before EMT enters.

Everybody on the scene's been fucking shot.

Don't tell me how to do my job!

ID, motherfucker.

This one's on a fucking clock.

No, she's not.

- Jesus. - They need EMS

in there fucking now.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

What the fuck?

Oh, my God, it's my fault.

We should have tailed.

It's not your fault, boss.

- I said, I said "engage." - And NSA

- said the same thing. - No, no, no. They said...

They said "detain."

They were listening to me.

They were listening to me. Look how many died this time.

Homestead tower, this is November-4-2-9-Charlie-Kilo.

We are at Taxiway Bravo, takeoff south at 2,000. Over.

Welcome to Air Cuba. This is your captain speaking.

Our flight time to Gitmo is two hours and 37 minutes.

So sit back, relax,

enjoy the refreshments in the cooler.

You can find the lavatory in your empty water bottle.

Damn, tough crowd.

Hey.

Something happen?

- Yeah. - Bad?

You'd have to crash this thing into the ocean

for the day to get worse.

You know, why couldn't

we use the jet to fly to Gitmo?

Huh? We got to sit in this thing for two hours?

We need to fly below radar.

The last thing we want is a Russian satellite

studying the tail number on the plane.

5147. Stand.

Approach the door and turn around.

Ready to travel, ma'am.

I know you! I know you!

With CIA! I know you!

These fuckers will say anything, ma'am.

Yeah, I bet.

I've never met you.

Never met, but I know you!

Special Activities!

Skin is Black, but last name is Irish!

What?

What the fuck did you just say?

McKenzie.

McNamara.

- How the fuck do you know that? - You were shopped.

- Shopped? - To take you.

Take me? What-what-what the fuck

does "shopped" mean? What is that?

Sent out to contractors to take you.

They shopped you to me.

Not enough money for the risk.

Who shopped me?

Get me out of this box, and I tell you.

Why don't you tell me and I'll get you out of the box?

This is not my first rodeo.

Bring me this one, too.

What the fuck was that?

Name's Debbie. She's got this redhead.

Oh, yeah?

Mm.

What now?

Not our place to say.

You can take a seat if you want.

You want a water or something?

Water. Yes.

Spasibo.

Who did they trade for me?

Like I said...

Not your place to say?

Nope.

After Wagner fell, everybody scramble for work.

Protection work in Mexico, Venezuela, anywhere.

Start their own firms and work for anyone.

Some go work for SVR.

That's who shopped you.

- Name. - I don't know names.

Not real ones, anyway.

You knew already?

- What the fuck do I know? - That's who shopped you.

You're gonna spend the rest of your life here.

You know that, right? You're not Russian.

You're just a fucking tool that is no longer useful to them.

I am aware.

But you knew him.

He played both worlds.

"Both worlds."

What worlds are both worlds?

The world you know: Russian SVR,

MSS, CIA, MI6,

Mossad, Iranian MIS.

The politics of black work.

Then there is the business of black work.

And that work isn't for governments.

That work is for AngloGold, Kumba Iron, Sinopec, CNPC.

You spy for your flag, I spy for money.

Shopper was both.

I can place you in witness protection,

build you a new identity, give you your life back,

but you have to give me everything in return.

And it'd better fucking check out,

or you're back in this cage.

- Are we clear? - That's what I'm doing.

I'm giving you everything.

This one comes with me, too.

You don't have paperwork for that.

Give me five minutes.

Fuck.

Nobody knows anything. And I can't get ahold of Kyle.

- Is Tucker there yet? - No, not yet.

How are they?

Randy's in recovery, but Tex is still in surgery.

Are you there?

Mm-hmm.

Just hoping that they're gonna buy my national security spiel

so that I can... debrief before a platoon

of detectives gets ahold of them.

Anyway, enough about this mess.

Anything interesting from the newly liberated?

Very.

I'll fill you in when we land.

Come straight to me.

Let the team handle the exchange.

You got it.

Randy's looking good.

Tex, we don't know.

I need to use lavatory.

Great.

So I can go?

You don't need permission. If you're hungry,

there's food in the galley, there's drinks in the drawers.

Knock yourself out.

The fuck you doing?

She said no permission.

I said he doesn't need permission.

You need permission. And an escort.

I need lavatory, too.

Lavatory's occupied.

I can drink?

Be my guest.

All right, you're up.

Will you spare me the indignity of unbuttoning this man's pants?

I got it from here, Cruz...

Want to play swords?

Oh, fuck! I get to play swords with a Russki.

All right, listen, I don't know what you guys do

at the fucking Kremlin or whatever,

but here in the States, we got a couple ground rules.

One, don't cross fucking streams.

Okay? Walk, step, move, go.

I'm sorry.

I acted under the belief that it was in our best interest.

You're a soldier.

You do what you're told.

What happened that I am free,

and you, you don't look so free?

What I did to you was done to me, but different.

No prison.

If no prison, then what?

I don't know.

My team intercepted before they could get me out of the country.

In Ukraine?

In Virginia.

Virginia.

My house.

Who was fool enough to try that?

That's a great question.

We thought you.

You came to Ukraine with soldiers,

attack my soldiers, take me.

Okay. That's the game.

That's war.

But if you came to my home in Samara

and take me from my home in front of my children...

that's no war.

That's kidnapping.

That's criminals.

They were Russian.

Russia has plenty of criminals. America has them, too.

We have our share.

But does Iran? Hmm?

They're a totalitarian state.

Iran is only criminals.

And victims.

The men who took you. Russian?

- Yes. - But the men they deliver you to

- were Iranian? - I assume.

They spoke Farsi.

Like I say, Iran is only criminals.

Their government thinks like criminals,

acts like criminals.

Motivated by fear, revenge.

Does Iran have reason to seek vengeance against you?

Do they have reason to fear you?

I don't trust what you say.

You're my enemy.

I'm your adversary.

We play chess together.

The winner gets control.

Iran hates you.

If it could, Iran would slit every American's throat

- and swim in the blood. - How does Ukraine fit in this?

For what happened to me.

It doesn't.

Ukraine plays chess, too.

If you won't tell me, fine.

Ask yourself...

would Iran have reason to seek vengeance against you,

and does Iran fear you?

What if the answer is yes to both?

I know who you are.

You are the Lioness.

You know him?

Learning him.

He was Wagner. Contractor.

I used them in Syria.

Wagner is no more.

What remains works Africa.

The rest are guns for hire.

You ask him the right questions, you'll get your answer.

The right questions are about Iran?

The right questions are about Iran.

Want a drink?

Sure.

I accept your apology.

Thank you.

If I see you in Ukraine again...

I'm going to kill you.

Not if I kill you first.

Yeah.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. - I didn't say shit.

It's all over your face.

They got you all stitched back together, huh?

Oh, yeah.

Gave me a really nice titanium scapula.

So much for breezing through the TSA, huh?

Shit. Since when do you fly commercial?

Fair point.

How's Tex?

I don't know.

He took two in the belly.

One in the liver, maybe.

Well, at least livers grow back, right?

Is that true?

Up to 90%.

- Just a few weeks. - No shit?

Maybe I will start drinking again.

What the fuck happened out there, Randy?

It was a nothing TTL job.

You know?

Plant some trackers.

Then we get an HVT call.

We are fucking green, brother.

This fucking lunatic drops his contact.

We drop him.

It's pretty simple.

I mean, it's a mess, but... simple.

FBI!

Then someone's security detail

opens up on us, so...

we put 'em down.

Now it's on the news.

And now it's on the news.

Hey.

How are they selling it?

- Dumped all that shit on ICE. - No shit?

Damn.

Kick an agency while they're down, why don't you?

So he dumped his contact first?

Yep.

More worried about what he'd say than losing his life.

Yeah.

Or he underestimated his capabilities.

I mean, that's not the first time

we've seen that happen, huh?

Yeah, but still...

Your friend's out of surgery.

Can I see him?

I'll take you back.

Go take care of him.

Heal up.

Oh. You know the deal, brother.

Don't talk to nobody until you talk to the boss.

Get some rest.

Drop him at the embassy, then back to the farm.

Copy.

Remember.

Never underestimate how many hate you.

Back seat.

Shut the fuck up and sit down!

I've seen some amateur interdictions in my day,

but this? Walking in the front door

to engage a known enemy who is most certainly

fucking armed in the middle of a fucking restaurant.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Sir, NSA gave

- the order to detain. - Give us a minute.

The subject stood to leave, I stood to follow.

I don't know why my team entered,

but I promise you they had a reason.

I gave the order to engage.

It's my fault.

You know who that is?

- Keep that to yourself. - No.

No, of course you don't.

Understood? Sit down, shut up.

That is one of our only known allies in the region,

- and you fucking killed her! - Sir, they engaged us.

- Oh, for fuck's sake. - I identified myself

- as a federal agent, exactly as - But-but you're not, Kyle.

- I'm supposed to. - You're not. You are not

a fucking federal agent! That badge is

provided to you... very fucking reluctantly, I might add...

to give cover in emergencies.

Well, if this wasn't an emergency,

I don't know what the hell is.

Let me explain to you

how these African nations work.

They won't want an apology,

they will not ask for retribution.

They will demand that we intervene in Mali,

and when I say intervene, I mean suppress

the fucking Tuareg rebellion.

I wonder if you can guess who I'll be assigning

that mission. Your mess,

you clean it the fuck up.

I heard you found one who wants to talk. Did you bring him in?

I did. He's upstairs.

He, uh,

recognized me from a file

that was being shopped to contractors.

Your kidnapping was on the open market?

Appears so.

Paid for by who?

I have to keep digging.

He's gonna ask for things that I can't offer.

Dig with her.

Be careful what you promise. We're on thin ice

with WitPro as it is.

Um, speaking of...

one thing is certain.

This wasn't a false flag.

Ukraine wasn't involved.

That would have been great information

to have yesterday.

Why?

We couldn't take the risk.

She had too much information.

She wasn't involved.

What's done is done.

Let's go.

Let's go, Joe.

Take those off him.

You want a coffee?

Water, please.

So, we, uh...

we can't make you tell the truth.

But we can

definitely make consequences for the lies.

Understand?

And based on

what you were detained for,

you could spend the rest of your life in federal prison.

Or, due to national security,

we could... we could hold you

in a military facility indefinitely.

You've had a chance

to experience that.

Yes.

That's not pleasant.

Not pleasant at all.

So, what do you hope to gain here?

I think the best I can hope for is deportation.

You send me home.

Why would we do that?

Because I know the men that took her.

I know how it works, who pays.

Some of them are my countrymen,

but they don't do it for my country.

And if I tell you,

I'm safer in Belarus than I am here.

If I was to facilitate that,

everything you tell us has to check out first.

The only place I'm moving you is a federal holding facility

until we have verified any information you give us,

because I'm not having you halfway around the world

and finding out you fed us bullshit.

I know the rules.

Okay.

Want to paint us a picture?

There is a man in D.C. named Sokolov.

He brokers deals

smuggling people into U.S., out of U.S.,

stolen vehicles onto cargo ships,

black market oil, anything.

He works for

a Russian contract agent who's still employed by Federation.

Name?

Renat.

Hey. Can you put images of today's POIs

on the monitor 17A?

On the left is Sokolov, on the right is Renat.

Renat came to me with capture mission

on high-value target.

For her.

Two hundred and fifty thousand a man.

And you said no?

It's a suicide mission.

She's a senior case officer.

Even if we were successful,

Russia will come after us because it implicates them.

But how can it be successful here, in the U.S.?

And I was right. It wasn't.

Who was it for?

Who paid for me?

I only know we were to take you in Virginia

and get you to Houston,

hand you off to KSS.

KSS?

Kata'ib Sayyid ul-Shuhada.

Iran back them?

Uses them in Syria.

And here, too, I guess.

Do we have jackets on individuals

in the airport incident

as well as vehicle interdiction?

Turn around, please.

What is Master of the Martyr's Brigade?

That is KSS.

Turn around.

Is that group independent or a proxy?

It's both.

They earn their money, you know,

but the job must align with their beliefs.

So, if she was their target, they had a reason.

Do they work directly with Iran?

Never direct. Always layers.

Iran's greatest fear is retribution from you.

So KSS hires Sokolov, Sokolov hires Renat,

Renat hires a team.

Yes.

Who hires KSS?

Russian missions always preemptive.

Same as U.S., Mossad, China.

Iran is retribution, revenge.

So, whoever hired KSS is seeking revenge.

For what?

I don't know.

You figure out the what,

you know the who.

Hm.

We got homework to do.

Keep him close, we're gonna

- dig in. - Get him to a secure location.

We're gonna be in touch.

Joe.

Yes?

Once he's secure,

go home.

I don't want you sleeping in the office. No.

The sun will be out by the time we have him secure.

Go home.

Okay.

Ringo!

Ringo!

You guys want to take the back?

Yeah.

There's nobody left to come after me, Bobby.

There's always somebody, boss.

All clear, boss.

Hey, boss, I'm just gonna be outside, okay?

Go home, Bobby.

So...

they were close.

But it didn't work out.

They missed for the second time.

What do you want to do?

Try again.

Maybe third time's the charm.

Would be much easier if we just took care of it there.

The difficulty isn't getting to her,

it's getting her out.

We have to get her out.

If we get her out, the others will come to save her.

And then we have them all.