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What's wrong?

I don't know.

It's okay.

We're almost there.

Almost where?

Home.

Come on.

Patterson's got something.

What is it? Another tattoo?

Something's wrong. This isn't...

Surprise!

Happy birthday, Jane!

You, uh, you shouldn't
have done all this.

Please. Today's all about you.

To Jane. Cheers.

Wait, it's not my birthday.

Then why are we here?

We shouldn't be.

No, don't drink that.

No!

You okay?

Why are you up so late?

Is everything okay?

Patterson's got something.

This new bunker brewer
changes everything.

- Eh?
- Morning.

- And good morning.
- Hey.

- What'd you guys find?
- Hi.

All right, so, check this out.

Our little mystery friend
sent us another message.

This sculpture appeared

in the middle of the desert in Tucson.

Are we supposed to know what that is?

Seriously? You all played "Wizardville".

How do you not recognize The
Staff of the Dragon Wizard?

It's level-two stuff.

Wait, so why is a level-two
sculpture in Tucson?

App companies will occasionally
put real-life versions

of things that pop up in their
games just out in random places.

- It's just like a cheap publicity stunt.
- But it works.

I mean, the people that
took over "Wizardville"

- have been doing it every week.
- Well, this one didn't come

from Jingle Jangle Games LLC.

Look at this dragon logo on the orb.

It is very different from
the one in the game.

Wait, the wings and the
sculpture are different.

They're in the shape of my bird tattoo,

same one that showed up in Times Square.

Yeah, so if I overlay the tattoo

onto the dragon wings...

... a set of numbers appears.

They're arranged in a grid.

It's a nonogram.

Yeah.

So the numbers tell you
which squares to shade in

to create an image, and
this one shades to...

A wasp. Same as the Dabbur Zann symbol.

This has to be about Madeline.

We just found out she was
working with the Dabbur Zann.

Maybe our mystery friend is trying
to tell us what they're planning.

Maybe they think we can
get ahead of it and stop it.

This could be how we prove
Madeline's behind everything.

Does that dragon stick
say anything else?

It's not a stick. It's Staff of the...

- Sorry, Dragon Staff.
- Never mind.

I've been assembling images
from various social media posts,

trying to see if I can
find anything else.

- Let us know when you find something.
- Yeah, I will.

Tired, but I will.

Ah, nice of you to join me.

Last few hours have been fantastic.

I was worried you might run off.

Hmm, Ivy made it clear that
that was not a possibility.

Uh, protective custody,
I believe she called it.

Guess that's why the
security cameras are off?

For my protection?

There was an attempt
on your life yesterday.

I take that threat very seriously,

and I suggest you do the same.

I'm a big boy, so I can handle myself.

Sit down.

The leverage I have
on you hasn't changed.

I own you, so stop posturing.

What do you want?

I wanna know exactly
what happened in Helsinki.

So we all just dropped dead?

Yeah... with Madeline
watching the whole thing.

Just like when she poisoned
her husband and Blake Crawford.

Just sounds like an anxiety dream to me.

We're hunting Madeline.
She's hunting us.

It's not the first time
I've had a dream like this.

I wanna believe we'll take her down,

but it just feels so hopeless sometimes.

That just means that
we're due for a win.

Someone out there is helping us.

And, before you know it,

we're gonna be in our home,

tucking Bethany into bed, and hopefully

just falling asleep in front
of the TV like normal people.

I don't think falling asleep
to "Die Hard" is normal.

Huh?

Hey, I got something.

So I analyzed the grid squares,
inverted the puzzle,

and after a little bit of math,

the new nonogram numbers
reveal coordinates

to a warehouse in Dresden, Germany.

I haven't been able to find
anything specific on the property.

We're kind of working with
limited resources here.

It's enough. Whoever sent this

is telling us the Dabbur
Zann is connected to it.

Maybe it's a safe house.

Could be weapon storage.
We'll check it out.

Wait... Dresden is less
than two hours away.

What if somebody knows where we are

and they're baiting us
into making a move?

Also, the timing is suspicious.

The Helios file upload failed yesterday,

and we still don't know why.

Afreen or Weitz could be compromised.

Even if they are,

we know they're not behind the messages.

But maybe they figured out who is.

Maybe Madeline did too.

The longer we sit around
here and debate this,

closer that Madeline or the Dabbur Zann

get to pulling off an attack.

You don't know that for sure.

The last message, that
was time sensitive.

And so this one could be as well.

So we go in blind?

That's a good way to
get one of us killed.

We can't just sit here and do nothing.

I haven't seen my
daughter in three months.

I want this to be our ticket out too.

And if it is, shouldn't we approach it

with the least amount
of guesswork possible?

Okay, we don't have to go in,
but we can go and scope it out

while Rich and Patterson
dig for more info.

I guess we're going to Dresden.

I got to the Forum around 1:00, 1:15.

I mingled a bit, rehearsed my speech,

gave the speech at 3:00 as scheduled,

and then was whisked away by security

because there was a
bomb under the stage.

Also, there was something
about a shooting.

A murder... committed and orchestrated

by former agents Weller and Patterson.

Mm-hmm, I was, uh, briefed
about it on the flight back.

Did you see them there?

Did they try to talk to you?

No, seeing as they're fugitives,

I assumed they were trying to avoid me.

No one of note approached you?

It's the World Collaboration Forum,

so everybody was of note.

But not everyone is a
member of Patterson's family.

Oh, you're talking about
Bill Nye The Science Guy?

Yeah, he tried to talk to
me about climate change,

and your guys grabbed him before
I even had a chance to respond.

Mm-hmm.

Nothing else out of the ordinary

happened at the Forum?

Not that I can recall.

I'll be back soon. In the
meantime, you stay here.

For your own safety.

All right, we're in three positions

- outside the warehouse.
- Okay.

Do you see anything suspicious?

Not yet. No activity on the property.

Find anything else out about this place?

Yeah, it's owned by
World Apex Industries,

which is a defunct import-export

that appears to be a
Dabbur Zann shell company.

This lead is legit.

Also, I was able to
hack the security camera

at the building next to yours,

and I'm sending you a photo right now.

It's a little grainy, so
I can't make out an ID,

but three men just entered the
building ten minutes before you.

Three of them, three of us.

At least three of them.

There could be more inside already.

We camp out too long,
we risk getting exposed.

Okay, let's move in, see what we find.

Weller, take lead.

I, uh, I got a bad feeling about this.

On me, Tasha. Move in.

Wait! Abort!

Abort!

Tasha! Tash...

What the hell just happened?

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Jane? Weller, come in.

- Tasha?
- What the hell do we do now?

We try not to panic.

- And how do you suggest we do that?
- I don't know.

Maybe lay off the new coffee for a bit.

Okay, they could've... they
could've gotten away clean.

Okay, yeah, right.

And then they engaged radio silence

- as part of our protocols.
- Yeah.

Maybe they saw something off
when they were in the field,

and they killed their comms
before scattering back here.

Okay, so we just have to wait.

How long do we have to wait?

Okay, Dresden is...
90 minutes away by car,

so if we factor in
surveillance countermeasures,

they would need to be
back here in two hours

and 19 minutes.

Okay, so after that we can panic?

By that point we have to
assume they're compromised.

And we would have to
leave this place for good.

Terrific.

I mean, not terrific.
Obviously terrible.

I'm gonna make some more coffee.

So... your story about
Helsinki checks out.

The part you chose to share.

And I'd like to discuss
the part you didn't.

What... What more details do you want?

I... The fish pie was
surprisingly delicious.

So you remember the appetizer

but not the hacked message
in the teleprompter.

I thought the bomb under my feet

was more of a threat.

The teleprompter seemed a bit redundant.

That's funny, I read it as a
warning from the rogue agents.

Look, the teleprompter said
that if I didn't keep talking,

I'd explode.

I was not communicating with terrorists.

I am not interested in arguing
semantics with you, Matthew.

Why am I here?

So I can figure out
your ongoing usefulness

or lack thereof.

I'm the director of the FBI.

You are a pawn

for me to move around as I see fit.

Now some pawns make it to the end,

and they get rewarded,

and others get sacrificed along the way.

Today, we're going to
figure out which one you are.

Okay, nothing on police scanners,

news reports, border patrol.

Ah, same here. I got nothing.

It's time to start
packing the bag, isn't it?

I don't want to leave this place.

I don't either. You were
the one who said that...

Wait, did the plan change
while I was in the bathroom?

No, it's just, first,

my dad had to go off
the grid without a trace.

- And now if...
- Yeah, but that's a good thing

'cause if we can't find them,

neither can the police or Madeline.

Is that supposed to make me feel better?

I'm losing everyone.

And when...

If this is ever gonna be over,

is it too late for things
to go back to normal?

Ah.

Elevator's moving. That's good.

Only if it's someone we're waiting for.

- Hey.
- Thank God you're all right.

Ooh, your musk smells different.

It's sheep.

I had to stowaway in
a livestock trailer.

Where's Jane and Tasha?

They're not here yet.

No. I had to double back to get around

a German Police checkpoint...
they should have beaten me here.

I'm sure they'll be here any minute.

It's important to think positive.

Just find out where they are.

- We've been looking everywhere.
- Just find them!

Please.

Do you want to tell him
that that's not possible

or should I?

So this isn't like New York

where the world was
truly at my fingertips.

I just don't have the
computational power that...

I know.

It's harder. Everything is.

Okay, why don't you walk
me through what happened?

Maybe that'll give me
somewhere new to start.

We were going to breach that warehouse

from three different positions.

Tasha tried to abort.

Why did she call it off?

I don't know. I couldn't ask her.

There were about a dozen guys...

- Do you think it was a safehouse?
- No.

I think it was a meet.

Dabbur Zann, they're planning something,

and we couldn't stick
around to ask what.

And Tasha didn't cover me.

I got pinned down.

Tasha?!

They jammed our comms...

so our priority was to get out.

When Jane backed me up, we scattered.

So I don't know how or if they got away.

We followed the protocol
every step of that way.

I guess we should've stuck together.

Zapata's back.

So what the hell happened out there?

You should have had our backs!

- I called abort.
- Why?

What'd you see?

Nothing. All right?

I just had a feeling.

Weller, take lead.

Okay, I-I got a bad feeling about this.

On me, Tasha, moving.

Wait! Abort, abort!

You should've stuck to the plan.

We were going into a place
blind, without any intel.

That is not a plan.

You of all people should know
you gotta trust your instincts.

Tasha!

You lost focus out there. That's it.

Hey, how about we all
stick together here?

- Huh? For Jane.
- Oh, I lost focus?

- Yes!
- You want to see your kids so badly,

you're charging in without thinking.

We all want this to be over.

The plan didn't feel right.

I went with my gut.

I'm going with mine.

You can't go back out there.

I'm done waiting.

- Kurt, please, just...
- I'm going!

Hey...

Get out of my way, Rich.

Kurt...

Stand down.

It's for your own good.

And mine.

And theirs.

Someone's coming.

Can you guys give me
a hand with something?

Who the hell is that?

That's what we need to find out.

That's one of the Dabbur Zann soldiers

that we saw on camera.

So you brought the
enemy back home with you?

Now what?

Well our new roommate is deep
in a peaceful slumber.

What were you thinking
bringing him back here?

This is our only safe place on earth.

- Was.
- Okay, look.

He's locked up. He
doesn't know where he is.

He was unconscious the whole trip.

We need to focus on
finding out what he knows.

And what if you got caught

transporting him across the border?

Border patrol didn't take

a second look at my fake passport.

I took every precaution.

How did you even get a
chance to grab that guy?

Well after we scattered,

the opportunity presented itself.

Agh!

I had two choices.

I leave him there with
the rest of the Dabbur Zann

and let him continue with
whatever Madeline's planning,

or I bring him back here

and try to find some answers.

And what happens when we're done?

We head bag him, drive him in circles,

and we drop them at the farthest
police station that we can.

So we can get nabbed while doing it.

Brilliant plan.

Hey, he's here and this is happening.

If he knows something,
we will get it out of him.

Okay.

So we will... see what we
can dig up about this guy.

Look at that. Teamwork.

What's that, my last meal?

It's up to you.

What do you want?

You vowed to destroy the FBI.

I would argue that you already
succeeded, so what is left?

Oh, that is nothing
for you to worry about.

I'd like you to focus
instead on Susan Shah.

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Matthew White.

I'm just gonna tie up a few...

Her position as
national security advisor

has made my job very difficult.

And I would like you to
remove her from the equation.

Wait... When you say "remove
her from the equation",

you don't mean to... to...
you don't expect me to...

Oh, no, no, no.

No, nothing like that.

Anyway, a second attempt

on her life would only draw attention.

No, I would like you to
convince her to step down.

Right. How, exactly?

J. Edgar Hoover stifled
my father's ambitions

to lead this country
in one conversation.

I have every faith you can do the same.

Okay, fine, Madeline, whatever you want.

Can I get back to work now?

- Yeah, of course.
- Hey, there we go.

I'll call for the car.

Wait. What?

We're going to do this right now?

Waiting has never been my strong suit.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, look at this.

Munich police posted an internal memo.

Apparently, three inmates went missing

- during a prison transfer last night.
- Do they have photos?

Not yet, I'm guessing
they're keeping this

pretty low profile for now.

I recognize a couple of those names.

When I was at the CIA, Zico Faulhaber

and Merrick Rustia were
suspected ringleaders

- in the Dabbur Zann.
- Whew.

What do you wanna bet
Madeline pulled some strings

to get these inmates free?

Do you think our new roommate
is one of the prisoners?

Hey, please stop calling him that.

Okay, uh, tenant?
House guest? Subletter.

- Oh, he's not paying rent.
- We need more than just names.

We need to give Jane
and Weller some time.

We have to try to salvage this mission.

You mean the mission I screwed up?

No, I never said that it was your fault.

Didn't have to.

Hey. Any luck?

This guy's stonewalling us.

All right, why don't we
start with something simple?

Who are you?

You go first.

That's not how this works.

Then I'm gonna go back to my nap.

So... who are we talking
to? Merrick? Zico? Loris?

We're going to find out.

Loris. There, you know my name.

Can I go now?

You help us stop an attack
and take down Madeline Burke,

you will earn your freedom back.

There is no freedom for me.

You don't want a hand in
exposing just how corrupt

the American government actually is?

Isn't that what your group's all about?

They are not my group.

Where I come from, the Dabbur
Zann control my village.

I do what they say or
they hurt my family.

What if we can help with that?

Even if you could,

I don't know what they're planning.

They don't tell me anything.

Why don't you walk us
through the last 24 hours?

You might know a little
more than you think.

I was in a Munich prison

for a robbery I pulled
off with the others.

Then yesterday, they put us in a van,

dropped us in the middle of
nowhere and let us go free.

Who did that?

Like I said... they
don't tell me anything.

I followed the others to a safe house

and we met with some local contacts.

And the other people at
the warehouse, who are they?

Bad people. They are the ones you want.

Have you got any idea of
where they might have gone?

If you you go after them,
they'll know I talked.

I have two younger sisters, a brother.

- We can protect them.
- How?

You barely got out alive today.

The one you call Zico...
he goes by "Hades".

I watched him torture the
family of a Turkish merchant

who had betrayed him.

He cut off their ears,

a favor so they could not
hear each other scream.

And then he tied them
down in their house

and set it on fire!

They couldn't hear.

I could.

You're scared of this man Hades.

What do you think will happen

if you don't go back and
regroup with the others?

He'll think you ran.

Your family, they're already in danger.

If you help us take him down,

we'll make sure he can't hurt them.

We're supposed to meet
in Dusseldorf tonight.

I'm supposed to wait outside a cafe...

until someone comes to get me.

So we'll take Loris to his meeting

in Dusseldorf tonight.

Use him to lure out
the rest of his group.

You were at that warehouse.
There were a dozen guys there.

How we gonna pull this off?

We catch 'em off guard.

It doesn't matter how many there are.

And if we do get Hades, then what?

- Bring him back here?
- No.

We'll find somewhere
secure to interrogate him.

And what about Loris?

How do we get him
back across the border?

I don't know, we'll figure it out.

Then what happens
when he's out in public

and he starts screaming
that he's been taken hostage.

We cut our losses and regroup back here.

Lucky for us, Loris still
doesn't know where we are.

How many operatives do you
think will be at this meet?

More than the warehouse.

Maybe I should go alone,
take the country roads

back to Prague and report
back any intel I find.

How do you know we're in Prague?

I thought you said
that he was knocked out

the entire trip back.

I thought he was.

He must have woken up
at the border crossing.

So I guess you didn't
take every precaution.

What's done is done.

All right, we need to
focus on what we do now.

How do we do that?

The other Dabbur Zann soldiers
are meeting in Dusseldorf.

- We go there.
- We need Loris for that.

If he slips away from us and
tells everyone where we are,

we are done.

Okay. What if he can't
tell anyone where we are

because he can't remember?

What... if we wiped his memory...

using ZIP?

Is that even an option?

No, no. It isn't.

Beats abandoning the safe house.

Where would we get it?

I already have it.

I managed to procure a
small amount a month ago,

and I've been doing
additional research on the cure

that we created using stem cells,

just in case you had another relapse

But we could use that on Loris,

wipe his memory, and
then take him with us.

No. No, wiping someone's memory is...

one of the worst things
you could do them.

Trust me.

Loris has been forced into a life

of working with terrorists.

So I'm sure that he's done

and seen his fair share
of horrible things.

Starting over with a clean slate

might not be the worst
thing in the world for him.

We'd be taking his family from him.

The only thing he cares
about would be gone.

I'm not doing that to anyone.

You're not changing my mind about this.

And I'm not here to make you try.

Look...

When Patterson suggested
it, all I saw was a way out.

I wasn't thinking about you.

I'm sorry.

I've done a lot of
horrible things in my life,

but one of the worst was ZIPing Roman.

I can't do that to anyone else.

I know.

So we'll find another way.

Like what? We're out of options.

No...

We can go to the meeting point
in Dusseldorf without Loris.

All right? Scope it out.
We might get lucky.

Spot one of 'em.

And what about Loris?
He knows where we live.

That's all he knows.

So we'll leave.

And start all over again?

By the time we find a
new base of operations,

Madeline might already be...

Hey...

We'll do what we have to do.

All right? What we've always done.

Why stop now?

Let me ask you something.

How exactly is the
National Security Advisor

making your life difficult?

I'm touched by your concern.

I thought that your position

as Director of Federal Law Enforcement

operated outside her purview.

Yeah, but I still have to
make nice with all the others.

She doesn't extend me the same courtesy.

But to want to kill her for it,

I mean... seems a bit drastic.

Sometimes drastic is
what the job calls for.

You of all people should know that.

But when you go after a rival,

it's because you want something.

Shah is top of the list for
the open vice-presidency.

I assume you're gonna
get to your point soon.

I'm saying, I don't think she's
making your life difficult.

I'm saying she's in your way.

If Shah were to suddenly go
kaboom or have to step down,

well, they'd have to consider

somebody else for the open VP spot.

Somebody like you.

You want to be vice president,

one step away from the Oval Office.

I have never been so impressed

with someone I find so
generally disappointing.

Now let me ask you something.

Do you think knowing what I want

makes you safe or puts
you in more danger?

We're leaving. That's it?

What other option have we got?

All right, we'll leave Loris with enough

food and water for a week,
get the cops to pick him up.

No, we can't just walk away
from the only home we have.

We just got set up, there
has to be another way.

Okay, so what is it?

Look, you found us this place.

Find another one.

It's not that simple...
to find a place like this

with all the resources
to go after Madeline,

we're talking months, I
don't know, could be a year.

What if my dad can't stay
off the grid that long?

What about Ali and Bethany?
This isn't just about us.

We have to try something!

All right, if we get to Hades tonight,

then we might have enough to
take Madeline down by tomorrow.

And if we don't we don't
then we're back to square one.

We'd all have to split up.

We would all be completely
alone out there again.

- Is that what you really want?
- No, it is not.

We got trouble.

I finally got access to
the original arrest records

of the three Dabbur Zann
soldiers that Madeline sprung.

Take a look.

Wait... is that right?

He was lying to us.

The guy we have isn't Loris Bagnaia.

It's Zico Faulhaber.

Hades.

Jane!

Jane!

Jane!

Hello, is anyone there?

What is it, another tattoo?

Surprise!

Happy birthday, Jane!

Stop. No one else has to get hurt.

Don't look at me.

This is my fault?

Who else?

Ever since you came out of
that bag in Times Square,

your friends have been in mortal danger.

How many have died
because of you already?

Mayfair. Pellington. Reade.
Your mother. Your brother.

Who else has to die, Jane?

Cheers.

Jane. Jane.

Hey. Hey.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

What happened?

That guy that we were
talking to, it's not Loris.

He's Hades.

Where is he now?

I'm guessing somewhere
near a circuit breaker.

- Can you walk?
- Yeah.

Okay, come on.

Okay. Let's go.

Hades tripped the main breaker,

but we locked down the bunker first.

So he can't get out.

Let's start clearing the rooms.

And play hide and seek,

hoping he doesn't take
us all out one by one?

Why don't we all just
take a deep breath, okay?

- He's unarmed.
- Did you read his file?

He killed six guys in prison

with just a coat hanger
and a jagged zip tie.

He wants us to look for him in the dark!

I say we stay in place and wait him out.

We don't have time for that.

Weller's right.

The rest of the Dabbur
Zann is still out there

planning something with Madeline.

So let's make a move.

Oh, yeah, because the
moves you made today

really worked out great so far.

Shut the hell up, all of you!

Shut the hell up!

I am so sick of all the finger-pointing

and arguing and Weller's
neck doing that thing

where it looks like his shirt's
gonna burst off his body.

- Stop it!
- Rich...

Don't "Rich" me.

You are all focusing
on the wrong things.

You have spent so much
time blaming each other

that you don't realize

we are the reason
that we are still alive.

We've all made mistakes.

All made mistakes.

And we've all done things
for the benefit of the team.

I brought in a coffee
maker, for example,

that nobody has even expressed
the slightest appreciation for.

You think that just
comes out of thin air?

Rich is right.

The only way out of this
is if we all start rowing

in the same direction.

Now I got us into this mess,
and I need you to trust me

to get us out, okay?

Now we stay together, we
watch each other's backs,

and we clear this bunker as a group.

Okay, let's do this.

Jane said...

... all of us.

Are you finally trusting me with a gun?

Clear.

Rich, move.

On me!

I think we should stop.
I have a bad feeling.

Tasha, stay with us.

Tasha, behind you!

Don't move!

Let me out...

or I will break her spine
with the screw driver.

You don't wanna do this.

I will not ask again. Guns down!

Tasha.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

We meeting Shah here?

What's the matter with the bistro?

You know, you can
blackmail people in bistros.

It's all about options, Matthew.

As we make choices, our options shrink

until there's only one path to follow.

You are out of options.

This is your path.

Madeline, listen to
me. You can't do this.

Briana? What's... What's happening?

Consequences.

Shh...

There's nothing to say.

No promise to give.

No excuse to make. It's all over.

Madeline, you can't do this!

Not another word!

I gave you options, Briana.

This is the path you chose.

No! No! No!

No, no, no!

So this... this whole Shah thing,

that was just a... a test?

You just wanted to
see if I'd agree to it?

No. She'll be in New
York in a couple of days.

You can chat then.

What do you want me to say?

I don't care.

Bribe her, threaten her,
just make her go away.

What do you mean, you don't care?

Why did you drive me...

You didn't have to do that to Briana.

You didn't have to do any of this!

Oh, but I did. I did.

I had leverage over Briana,

just like I have leverage with you.

She was useful to me,
just as you have been,

until she wasn't.

These relationships are all tenuous.

Sooner or later, they
all come to an end.

I just wanted you to see for yourself

how bad that end can be.

Now, I think you have a job to do.

Can I trust you to do it?

Consider it done.

What do we do now?

Hades was the best lead
we had on Madeline's plan

with the Dabbur Zann.

We could still go to Dusseldorf.

The real Loris and that Merrick
what's-his-nuts are still there.

No, we can't trust anything
that Hades had said to us.

All he wanted was for us
to take him to the meet

so that he could try to escape.

So all of this was for nothing?

Not nothing. Something.

Since Jane and I drew short straws,

we we're going to dispose of the body.

For the record, I still think
drawing straws in this context

is a little insensitive.

He's dead, Rich.

Yeah, and now he's a ghost,

and if we don't respect
him, he will haunt us.

Anyway, I noticed some
scarring in his right forearm.

I used to sew lock picks under my skin

in case I was ever captured.

That's actually how I
broke out of the blacksite.

Didn't he break his own
thumbs to get out of the cuffs?

Yeah, he didn't have
lock picks under his skin.

He had this.

It's a passive RFID card.

He could wirelessly transfer files to it

and then upload and
download whatever he wanted

without ever having to remove it.

That is genius. Evil genius.

So if he got orders from Madeline,

the details might be on that card.

And if we can prove that
she's connected to terrorists,

that might be enough
to get our lives back.

Yeah, let's hope.

I just gotta crack it.

Hey! Hey, where have you been?

I saw you leave with
Madeline. I got worried.

Uh, yeah, listen, um,
you can't talk to me.

We need to figure out our next move.

Briana is still missing,
and the team needs our help,

- and I was thinking...
- Briana is gone.

What?

We need to stop.

No more resistance. No
more helping the team.

This is over.

Hey.

Hey.

Uh...

Look, I just wanted to
apologize for earlier.

I was a bit harsh about you
bringing that guy back here.

No, no, you were right. It was...

It was a risky move.

Well... they kind of
all are at this point.

Are you okay?

Not really.

When we were staking out that warehouse,

it reminded me how it used to be,

you know, before all this.

I, uh...

I looked over and expected to see Reade

right there with me.

He wasn't. He's gone. And...

the thought of losing anyone
else was incapacitating.

I froze out there... and in here.

I've been having dreams
where Madeline takes away

everything I love.

Over and over again, she wins.

I thought it meant that
Madeline was my biggest fear.

- She's not?
- No.

Every call I make puts us all in danger.

What if I make the wrong one...

and someone gets hurt because of me?

You're not the only one
feeling hesitant about all this.

So what do we do?

Madeline's coming for us either way.

Like it or not... we have to fight back.

And what if I can't?

Hey.

I'm very sorry for earlier,

for not... appreciating you.

Oh, well, thank you.

You know, it's a dark
time for everybody.

We shan't need to speak of it again.

- You are so gonna speak of it again.
- Well, yeah,

if I wanna make you feel bad,
or if I need something from you.

- Yeah, of course.
- That's two reasons I can think of.

Ah, dinner's ready.

There's a timestamp on this file

from around the time of the
warehouse raid this morning.

What the hell is all this?

They look like detailed schematics

for a chemical weapons system.

So Madeline broke a bunch of
Dabbur Zann operatives out of prison

in order to launch a chemical attack?

Yeah.

And they're still out there.

Well, that's very not good.