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[beeping]

- [Pilot Radio] Tango Foxtrot on approach.

Seven minutes to drop zone.

- Here you go, sir.

- Thank you.

[dramatic music]

- [Radio Man] Unidentified aircraft,

you have entered Russian airspace.

Reverse course or you will be fired upon.

- [Pilot Radio] They've seen us, control.

Control, we've been spotted.

- Tango Foxtrot, you are go to deploy the weapon.

I repeat, Tango Foxtrot,

you are go to deploy.

- [Pilot Radio] Roger that, control.

Releasing the weapon.

[alarm sounding]

Weapon is away.

[intense music]

- All right, look sharp people.

We are not committed.

[beeping]

[intense music]

- He's in the sandbox.

- All right, stage two, people.

Our hero's marching into the hornet's nest.

I will need my satellite online.

[dramatic music]

- Got the plant in sight.

- Where in God's name is my satellite, Elie?

- Just coming into range right...

Now.

[beeping]

- Thank you, sir.

[somber beat music]

All eyes are on you, Damian.

Give us a position.

- There he is.

- Give me some filter optics, Max.

- Yes, sir.

- Damian, you've got three unfriendlies

right on top of you.

[speaking foreign language]

[foreboding music]

[speaking foreign language]

[groaning]

[cracking]

- There's a lot of unfriendlies

between him and the north wing.

- You've got 14 minutes, Damian.

[ominous beat music]

[speaking foreign language]

[foreboding music]

- On your nine.

[slicing]

[groaning]

- Bodies are piling up.

- Silence has not been compromised yet.

Eight minutes, Damian.

Eight minutes.

[beeping]

[ominous music]

- Leverage reconfirmed.

Eyes on Vladislav.

- Can you confirm it's him?

- Confirmed.

[beeping]

[speaking foreign language]

- You are CIA.

With that accent I thought maybe you were real Russian.

- You're no longer worthy of calling yourself a Russian.

Where is the bomb?

- End of truth will bring glory back to Russia.

- Where is the bomb?

- America will soon be educated to the imperialistic--

- Where?

- Unfriendly on your six, Damian.

[foreboding music]

- My god.

What's going on? What are you doing?

- Who the hell is that?

- [Damian] Who are you?

- I'm Dr. Alexa Zanner.

- Paige, run a workup on this Zanner.

- Where is the micro pulse bomb?

- Bomb?

What are you talking about?

There's not bomb here.

- Dr. Alexa Zanner.

Physicist, American.

Reported missing six months ago.

- If the bomb's not here, then what is?

- We're working on a dynamic filtration system

for particle bombardment testing.

- Where's the weapon?

- Soon America will remember the fear they once felt

with the mighty Russian war machine.

- Evac is inbound.

- You've got three minutes to extract the girl

and get the hell out of there.

- All right, let's go.

- We're not going anywhere with you.

- If you ever wanna see home again,

you need to come with me right now.

Move!

You too, Vlad.

[intense music]

Move it that way.

- You will never get out of here alive.

[yelling]

[rapid gun firing]

- Oh my god!

- If necessary, Damian, you have clearance

to eliminate Vladislav.

- No!

[alarm sounding]

- Move fast! Go! Go!

[intense music]

- Their window is closing.

- Damian, move your ass.

- Go, up the stairs!

Up the stairs!

[gun firing]

Go! Move!

To your right.

[alarm sounding]

[speaking foreign language]

Get down!

[rapid gun firing]

[intense music]

[rapid gun firing]

- Who are you?

- Damian, CIA. Let's go! Move!

[exciting music]

[speaking foreign language]

Get in.

[popping]

- You need a ride?

- Tatiana.

You're on time.

- I won't make this a habit.

Did I ever let you down?

So where would you like me to take you?

- Get us out of here?

- Who is she?

- Tell you later.

Let's go.

- Always in a hurry.

We never have time together anymore.

[ominous music]

- I need to find if any of the Hand of Truth leadership

was present at that conference.

[office commotion]

- Thank you, director.

I'll put a stop to it.

- Have him call me.

- I just had a lengthy conversation with the director.

He's not too happy about our cold incursion

outside of Odessa.

- What did he say?

- Like all of us, he's concerned about the micro pulse bomb.

Do we have any idea where it is?

- No, not yet.

But we do have someone in custody who helped build it.

Alexa Zanner.

She was at the physics conference

six months ago in Istanbul.

And no one has heard from her sense.

[ominous music]

- Hey.

- Hey.

- You drink coffee?

- I do.

- It's company coffee, so it's probably not the best.

You hanging in there?

- Well, I've just been informed

that the project I was working on,

which was supposed to be humanitarian in nature,

was actually some sort of first strike weapon

and my genius boss, who by the way I wrote a report on,

was actually a terrorist mastermind.

The part I figured out on my own was that

you saved my life.

Thank you.

- It's a happy accident.

If it makes you feel any better,

I wrote a paper on him too.

Except mine had a lot of terms in it

like fire on target.

- Excuse me.

We're ready for you.

- Thank you.

Come on.

- The main payload of the micro pulse bomb

is based on the theory of protein bombardment.

The weapon, when detonated,

emits a pulse of energy that induces

covalent degeneration.

The affect on living tissue occurs

at the cellular level

causing the proteins of any organism

to irrevocably rupture.

In short,

any living organism that is found

within the blast radius will die within seconds

from genetic implosion.

- Hey.

Are you okay?

- It's just...

I can't believe I helped build the thing.

- So far our prototypes have exceeded the blast radius

by more than 12 feet.

- We have new intel.

It points to the one they completed last week as being

far more enhanced.

- How enhanced?

- Ten miles.

- Oh my god.

- With Vladislav dead,

the bomb is most likely in the hands of this man.

Ex KGB assassin who wants to accelerate Putin's strategy

toward creating a Cold War state.

- He's also responsible for the bombings

in Kiev and Algiers.

And he's very well connected to the Asian underworld.

Dragomir Volenski.

[foreboding music]

- What concerns us now

is how do we find this device?

And how do we disarm it?

- Yeah, terrorists aren't too interested in off switches.

- But we are.

- And that's where we'd like Dr. Zanner's incite.

- It was supposed to decontaminate biological crisis zones.

It was supposed to help people.

- Well, Dragomir and Vladislav

are very persuasive in their ways

to make people do exactly what they want.

- No one is blaming you.

But it's imperative we know how to stop this.

- It's not easy.

Once you activate it,

the turbine accelerator starts spinning

until they reach critical mass.

You can only tamper with the mechanism

if you're able to dynamically track

particle wave fluctuations.

- You can do that?

[somber music]

- Is he serious?

- If there was another way to do it, I would.

But Macarthur is calling the shots.

So we gotta play ball with him.

- The girl just found out

that she help terrorists design a bomb, for Christ's sake.

Shouldn't she get back on with her life?

- No, wouldn't it be better off

if she undid what she did out there?

- I'm not gonna be responsible for a civilian

while I'm out in the field.

- Listen, no one wants the Hand of Truth taken out

more than you and I, okay?

But maybe this is too close since Kiev.

Maybe I gotta pull you off this thing

because I don't wanna have these revenge conversations

with you anymore.

You're either in this for the right reasons or you're not.

- I'm in this to but Dragomir down.

That'll take care of your reasons

and my reasons.

- Good.

Just don't forget about Alexa.

- [Alexa] So this is where you live?

- [Damian] Yep, home sweet home.

- [Alexa] It's nice.

- Now, if you need to come with me,

I'm gonna need to teach you a few things

so you don't get yourself killed, okay?

- Okay.

I'm game.

- Obviously, you don't have size and strength on your side,

so what we need to do is teach you

how to use a person's own momentum against them.

- Okay.

- All right, what I want you to do

is punch right, then punch left.

[intense music]

- Okay, why don't I just stomp you right now?

- Go ahead.

Just realize that for every move

there's a countermove.

- Okay.

- All right?

- Okay.

Right here.

What's the countermove?

Ow!

[groaning]

[intense music]

What's the countermove?

- Sleep.

And then death.

- Point taken.

[ominous music]

What's that?

- It's called ballistica.

- Ballistica?

- Yeah, it's what the agency has you learn

when they want you really good at killing people.

- Like what you did in Russia?

- Yeah, like Russia.

It was developed by an old KGB weapons master

back in the late 80s.

He defected to the States

and agreed to teach it to a very limited number of students.

- So it's like kung fu with guns.

- Let me show you.

[exciting music]

- Am I gonna learn that?

- Ballistica could be studied for a lifetime

and never truly learned.

Let's get back to work.

[exciting music]

Come on, get up.

Come on.

You're doing great.

[phone ringing]

Hey, Riley.

- We found the bomb.

- Where?

- China, just outside of Yang Gi.

Most likely being housed beneath the Shang Ming dam.

- How good is this information?

- Right from the top,

by way of one of the informants we have in the tongs.

We've been told the device resembling the bomb

was delivered the other night

before you hit the power plant.

- Dragomir was there.

He was overseeing the delivery.

- Riley,

this could be the hive.

You tell Beijing I'm coming?

- No, no, no.

We don't want the technology

in the hands of the Chinese either.

The agency wants this device

disabled in such a way that it could never be replicated.

- The two of you will be approaching from the north.

Paralleling the spillway.

[beeping]

[foreboding music]

The Hand of Truth have the dam on loan

from one of the Chinese tongs.

The benefit of supplying them with Soviet era armory.

[foreboding music]

[gun popping]

[ominous music]

- Okay.

You ready?

- Yeah.

- Okay, let's go.

[exciting music]

Come on.

Down, down, down.

[groaning]

[exciting music]

Come on.

[banging]

[beeping]

- They're in.

- Put the candle in the window, folks.

This is where it gets dicey.

[ominous music]

- Is that it?

- It's guarded.

Something's not right.

I don't feel good about this.

Let's see if the bomb's in there.

[intense music]

[groaning]

[grunting]

[thudding]

[yelling]

[grunting]

[intense music]

[clock beeping]

[yelling]

- No!

- These guys sure have a shitty sense of humor.

- 20 seconds not gonna be enough time.

- This thing detonates underground.

- It's not like a nuclear warhead.

The pulse will be diminished, somewhat,

but it will still cover most of the blast radius.

- You can do this, Alexa.

- I can't do this. Not this fast.

- Alexa, you can do this.

- Damn it!

[powering down]

[fizzling]

- Okay, why aren't we dead?

- This is a prototype of my particle reactor.

- What prototype?

- This is the mock up Vladislav and I designed first

to prove the engineering.

The core was never installed in this one.

This is not your micro pulse bomb.

- Shit.

[groaning]

[foreboding music]

[yelling]

[laughing]

- I love how gullible Americans are.

Especially big ones like you.

- Fang Lee, I assume.

- Oh, I'm flattered.

Does that mean I'm on the CIA's top 10 list?

Stupid Americans and their top 10 lists.

- Yeah, you're on the list.

Right after Dragomir.

Is he around here?

Kinda like to talk to him.

I don't think knowing where he is

will make a difference to you now.

- That's funny, your file didn't mention a sense of humor.

He's still gonna die anyway.

Why don't you just tell me where the micro pulse bomb is

or any other details of your little master plan.

- It can kill everyone in its blast radius

and not damage a single building

or piece of equipment.

- You hit like a girl.

[chuckling]

- You know what I love about it?

[beeping]

The fact that Vladislav knew better

than to give it to you people.

[foreboding music]

[beeping]

- Get down!

[beeping]

- Giant wall!

[fizzling]

[yelling]

[somber music]

- Oh my god, that's what it does?

- Come on, the real bomb is in America now.

- How do you know?

- Because we're looking for it in China.

Come on! Go, go! Up!

[intense music]

Come on, move!

Get to the ropes.

- Go on.

[alarm ringing]

- Move! Move!

Let's go!

Okay.

[intense music]

[yelling]

Go! Go!

[yelling foreign language]

[screaming]

[dramatic music]

Move!

In now!

[booming]

[intense music]

It was a decoy, Riley.

- What?

- This whole thing was a setup since Jump Street.

- [Riley] Damian, what are you talking about?

- Shitty security bringing that fake bomb

in front of your informants to get us here.

We got played like third rate amateurs.

- What about Dragomir?

- He wasn't even here.

It's bullshit.

[ominous music]

- Damn.

[car horn honking]

- Hey!

- [Man] Hey.

- Fishing trip is over.

- [Man] Good.

- Listen, gather the guys together at Harrison

for a drink on Thursday.

Understand?

- [Man] Yes.

Did you catch any fish?

- We got the big one.

[foreboding music]

Fishing trip is over.

- Sir.

This just came in from the NSA.

- [Man In Sunglasses] Gather the guys together at Harrison

for a drink on Thursday.

Gather the guys together at Harrison--

- Has this gone through the system yet?

- Yes, it's already been flagged.

Make a copy right away, Shannon.

- [Man In Sunglasses] Gather the guys together at Harrison

for a drink on Thursday.

[ominous music]

- Is everything ready?

- Yeah.

- Let's load it up.

- [Macarthur] What do you think I've been doing

the last 2 hours?

- What's going on?

- [Macarthur] We're no longer

on foreign soil. - [Damian] I don't know.

- [Riley] This has got nothing to do with foreign soil.

- Doesn't look good.

- I'm trying to figure out who's holding the rage here.

- We've been pulled off this thing.

That's it.

The Feds are running with it now.

- Mac, don't cut me out of this.

- You know, as well as I, I'm not doing the cutting.

- I've been working on this case for six years.

- If it's on US soil, it's the FBI's turf.

- Oh, like we've never operated on US soil before.

- I've handed over all the reports

and offered to advise if needed.

- You offered to advise.

- I've offered Alexa to advise, yes.

Look, I don't like this anymore than you do,

but as long as we're part of this agency

we can not operate domestically.

You've been reassigned.

- Reassigned?

No.

I quit.

- Riley, what's going on?

- We have a conference call in 10 minutes.

Take two weeks off.

- I can come back.

- No, come in.

- So the rumors are true.

You're leaving.

- Well, sometimes you gotta believe

everything that you hear.

- I just wanted to say thanks.

- For what?

- You're the first boss at the agency who didn't hit on me.

[chuckling]

- You better run because I'm not your boss anymore.

- Good point.

You were the best.

- Paige.

Thank you for all the hard work.

- You're welcome.

[foreboding music]

[intense music]

[grunting]

[exciting music]

[phone ringing]

- Yeah, Riley?

Yeah, come on in.

Want something to drink?

- No.

I'm not thirsty.

You're not still upset at me, are you?

- You're not the one I'm pissed at.

Christ.

You're the only one I trust in that place.

The only one I ever knew who had my back

when I was out in the field.

- Yeah well, the FBI is not gonna find that bomb.

- Then why'd your quit, man?

- Because we're not gonna find it either.

Since Mac stuck us on the bench.

You know, I really thought I knew that guy.

I mean, there was a time when he would cowboy up

under any crisis.

You're still on the inside.

Still have all your clearances, right?

- Yeah, but Macarthur put me on leave.

- Oh, for how long?

- Long enough for Dragomir to set that bomb off.

- Speaking of bombs.

- What's this?

- That's ECHELON traffic.

One of Dragomir's men on a phone call.

- Doesn't sound like you're off the clock, Riley.

[laughing]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Hey, Alexa.

Yeah, I'm out back.

I'll buzz you in.

Hey.

- Hi.

Sorry for showing up unannounced.

- No, it's fine.

I was just finishing up.

What's that?

- To celebrate you

saving my life for a second time.

- Totally unnecessary, but very much appreciated.

Thank you.

- Of course.

- Chinese food?

- Well, we were in China for all of 6 hours

and I never did try the cuisine.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

I wish I had a pool.

- It's nice.

- Do you mind if I get my feet wet?

- No, not at all.

[sensual music]

- Cheers.

I was a little worried after all that yelling

and the quitting.

- Sorry you had to hear all that.

- I'm worried about how Macarthur's gonna run

with this investigation.

- Yeah, he'd do anything to protect this country,

but that also might include sacrificing your safety.

You need to keep an eye on him.

- I could demand he reinstate you.

- No.

Don't.

Better people than me are gonna be working this case now.

They don't need someone like me around making things...

messy.

Besides, I've been chasing the Hand of Truth so long,

I'm starting to lose perspective.

- The water looks good.

- It's nice.

- Do you mind?

- No.

Be my guest.

[sensual music]

- And you were saying?

- Was I saying something?

[sensual music]

[somber music]

[foreboding music]

[woman screaming]

- I am caught red handed.

- That's my wife and son.

It was a good day.

Third place.

- I shouldn't have.

- No, it's okay.

They were--

- You don't have to tell me.

- I was stationed at the embassy in Kiev back in '06.

- Oh god.

I saw the aftermath on the news.

- I was a block and a half, two blocks away,

when the bomb went off.

It destroyed everything.

Hand of Truth claimed responsibility,

but Dragamir planted that bomb.

I was supposed to be there.

- Beware that man capable of changing his destiny.

[foreboding music]

- Alexa.

Hey, whoa.

Alexa.

Hey, why don't you stay?

I make a great omelet.

- I've got a lot to do today.

[ominous music]

[dramatic music]

[intense music]

[phone ringing]

- [Man] Gather the guys to gather at Harrison

for drinks on Thursday.

Understand?

[somber music]

- The fate of the country depends on what we do, Alexa.

- I don't think I'm cut out for this.

- There's no time fore self doubt.

[ominous music]

[phone jingle ringing]

- Riley.

- [Damian] It's Damian.

Harrison isn't a person, it's a place.

Harrison Treatment Planet, mid Wilshire.

- You have confirmation on that?

- Riley, eyes on the bomb and Dragomir.

They're taking it inside now.

I'm going in.

- All right, backup's on the way.

[dramatic music]

Okay folks, the kid's back.

Break out your meds if necessary.

We have a situation at the Harrison Water Treatment Plant.

Mid Wilshire.

- Does he still work here?

- I need the bomb disposal unit,

the FBI and the LAPD Squad all on sight.

In five minutes!

[foreboding music]

- Right, got it.

LAPD and FBI have been notified.

SWAT's been deployed.

- No, it's the Hand of Truth.

It's a Soviet era radical organization.

Where is my satellite?

- I'm on it.

- Thank you, Elie.

- Prepare to arm it.

I'll call you from the air.

- No, they are not trying to contaminate the water supply.

No, from that location the blast will probably kill

over 300 thousand people.

Do you understand what I'm trying to tell you?

[impelling music]

- Satellite is in position.

- Max, give me thermal optics.

[exciting music]

There it is.

There's the largest concentration of personnel

and they are not moving.

Let's just assume that is the stage

where they're operating the bomb from.

- Deploy off the west wing.

I repeat, the west wing.

SWAT is on sight.

- Good.

[foreboding music]

[exciting music]

- Where's Dragomir?

- I don't know.

[intense music]

[groaning]

[rapid gun firing]

[intense music]

- [Radio Officer] Situation is under control.

The area has been cleared.

- Yeah.

- [Man] Yes!

- Woo!

- Commander,

is the device on?

- Negative.

- All right, I want Dr. Zanner out there

to take this thing apart.

- Chopper retrieval, stand down.

- Bring Dr. Zanner in.

[ominous music]

- Dragomir!

- Call me by name?

Do we know each other?

- You orchestrated the embassy bombing in Kiev.

- Say no more, I know you very well.

This is how is always should be.

KGB versus CIA in single hand combat.

The assassin who killed Fang Lee in China.

This is you?

- Yeah, that was me.

I kill your people whenever I can find them.

From Belarus to the Ukraine.

- So you obviously studied with the old man,

but you don't wear the bullet.

Were you not capable of master all one thousand lessons?

- Let's find out.

- Why not?!

[intense music]

[groaning]

That should have been you who blew up at the embassy.

Your son was a consolation prize.

[foreboding music]

[grunting]

[intense music]

My ballistica is better.

Too bad you're empty.

- Count again.

[booming]

[gasping]

[eerie music]

Riley, are you there?

Riley?

- What's your status, Damian?

- Dragomir's dead.

- Great news.

Great news.

SWAT is on sight,

the bomb is in tact in the west wing

and we're bringing Alexa in right now.

- Okay, I'm moving out.

- Right this way, Dr. Zanner.

- I can do this.

[intense music]

I can do this.

[beeping]

[exciting music]

[bullets popping]

- [Damian] Riley, are you hearing that?

- Team leader, what's going on?

Who's firing?

[gun firing]

[bomb beeping]

- Alexa!

- Damian.

[ominous music]

- Where the hell's my satellite?

- A different division just requested use of the satellite.

It's being retasked.

- You get back!

You get it back right now!

Damian, what's your status?

Will someone please tell me what the hell's going on here.

[bomb beeping]

[chuckling]

Damian?

Damian?

- She shot me, Riley.

- What do you mean she shot you?

- Alexa.

She took out the entire SWAT team before I got here.

[car engine starting]

Who is she working for, Riley?

- Must be Dragomir.

- Nah, doesn't sound right.

- [Riley] No, it doesn't.

- Riley, we got 10 minutes left.

- How far is that bomb disposal team?

- [Paige] Held up on Highland.

- We got to put in a new strategy to get that bomb removal.

- In 10 minutes?

- Put it together, Paige.

[beeping]

- I got an idea.

[intense music]

- All right, whose got the file on Alexa Zanner?

- I got it.

- Dr. Alexa Zanner, graduated MI...

What the?

They're being deleted.

[alarm beeping]

- What do you mean we're being deleted?

- Right now.

- Are we being hacked?

- These files belong to a secure network.

It has to be someone with agency clearance.

- Okay, give me a location.

- It looks like it's

somewhere on the seventh floor.

[foreboding music]

[exciting music]

[tires screeching]

- Shit.

- Stop!

[bomb beeping]

- What are you doing?

- CIA! Move!

- Where you going? That's my car!

[engine revving]

[exciting music]

- [Man] Alexa, give me a status.

- Mission complete.

Micro pulse is armed.

- [Man] What about Dragonmir?

- Dragomir is dead.

Damian saved us the trouble of eliminating

the Hand of Truth.

- [Man] And Damian?

- KIA.

- [Man] Where are you?

- Proceeding to extraction point.

ETA, seven minutes.

- [Man] Excellent job.

[tires screeching]

[exciting music]

- Riley, are you there?

- [Riley] Yes, Damian.

- Patch me through to Alexa.

- [Riley] Right away.

- Hey, you miss me?

- Damian?

You're still alive.

- Alexa, pull over and turn this thing off now.

- Terrorists aren't fond of off switches, remember?

- They're also not fond of blowing up,

but they tend to do that too every now and again.

- I don't expect you to understand, Damian, but...

[intense music]

Shit.

- Alexa, turn this thing off!

- Shit!

Are you crazy?

That thing's got a 10 mile radius.

[banging]

- Pull over and turn this thing off!

[beeping]

Come on!

[revving]

[car honking]

[intense music]

[tires screeching]

- Hey!

[banging]

[woman screaming]

[revving]

[yelling]

[beeping]

[booming]

[groaning]

[beeping]

[fire crackling]

[foreboding music]

[booming]

[somber music]

- Riley!

Come on, Riley!

Alexa is no longer an option, Riley.

[beeping]

- [Macarthur] Give me the code!

- In a few seconds, we'll have a whole new foreign policy.

[popping]

- Covering your tracks?

- I got the code.

Call Damian.

- You've been running Alexa Zanner behind my back.

- This is no time for you not to trust me.

Call in the code.

- You've been running bad intel since the beginning.

- You want to shoot me? Shoot me for Christ's sake.

There's the gun.

But there's three and a half million people.

Lives are at stake.

Call in the code!

- How do I know that code's not gonna set off

this whole god damn thing?

- I'm the one that gave you the flash drive!

Call in the code!

- [Damian] Riley! Come on, man!

Come on, man, I need a miracle here.

- [Riley] Damian, I got it.

[beeping]

- Got it.

- [Riley] Code is Louie, zero, seven, zero,

three, two, eight.

- Read back.

Louie, zero, seven, zero,

three, two, eight.

Enter.

[beeping]

[powering down]

- [Riley] Damian?

Damian, are you there?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I'm here Riley.

It's over.

We did it.

The bomb's defused.

- All right Damian, tag it and lock it.

You know, I've got a lot of dead people on my watch.

I need some answers, Mac.

- That's gonna take some time.

But I'll tell you this.

He's only one of a network of people

across the entire intelligence community

angling for a new 9/11.

- You knew I'd quit.

- I needed you off the reservation,

where I couldn't go.

- Next time, deal me in.

- You were never dealt out.

Oh boy.

There's gonna be a whole lot of fun on the hill.

- Sounds like politics as usual.

- Welcome to the seventh floor.

- Welcome back to the O.K. Corral.

[laughing]

How's it feel?

- Well, I'm gonna get somebody up here to clean up the mess.

[sirens alarming]

- You've got to be kidding me.

[intense music]

That's quite a little shadow opp you had running.

What happened to you, Alexa?

The girl I spent the past two weeks with

would never let thousands of innocents die.

- Everything was sanctioned.

Sacrificing a thousand lives today

will give us the resources to save millions tomorrow!

- Sacrifice?

It's murder and you know it.

- It's necessary.

This country is becoming weak.

We need another 9/11 to remind people

that we are at war with the terrorists.

- Alexa, please.

We don't have to do this.

It doesn't have to end this way.

[intense music]

[popping]

[ricocheting]

[slicing]

- You can't stop me.

[intense music]

[booming]

[dramatic music]

[police sirens]

[knocking]

- Hey Riley.

Look at you.

I like the suit.

- But no tie.

- How'd it go with congress?

- Pissed off.

They've got to sweep it all under the table.

Conspiracy, collusion with terrorists,

micro pulse bomb.

Off of the record,

the director committed suicide.

- Sounds just like the agency.

- They are now gonna have to deal with me

as the new director for counter terrorism.

- Best man for the job.

[somber music]

- Does it feel any better now?

- Not really.

[dramatic music]

It's in a different place now.

You know?

- Yeah.

- Kept your promise.

You got him.

- Yeah, today Dragomir.

Tomorrow, who knows.

You know, I could really use you.

I mean, you wouldn't have to do any more field work.

You could graduate to a consultant.

You could pick up a much better paycheck.

Hey,

you wouldn't have to worry about getting shot anymore.

- Look,

I gotta go.

- Yeah.

We'll be in touch.

- Yeah, we'll be in touch.

Thanks man.

- Agent Sloan?

- Yeah.

- Veronica Tate, NSA.

Care to go for a ride?

- Definitely.

[exciting music]

- He sure knows how to make a getaway.

[phone ringing]

Riley.

You gotta be kidding.

[exciting music]

[dramatic music]