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I know that we have to make a decision.

I'm just saying we don't
have to make it yet.

But I'm saying
they should be back by now.

They all left at the same time.
Where are they?

I don't know what to tell you.

Jane.

Thank God you're okay.

Wait, are you okay?

I'm fine.

I, uh, I got shot,
but it's just a graze.

You got shot?

So where's Weller?

The Dabbur Zann took him.

They drove off in a black SUV.

Where?

Right there.

They were heading south,
but that's all I know.

Look, use the, uh,
the time and location

of where it was taken to
establish a search radius.

Spiral out from the center...
steal security feeds,

traffic cam footage.

They're gonna use him
to try to find the rest of us.

You seriously think
he's gonna give us up

to Madeline and the Dabbur Zann?

This is Weller that
we're talking about.

No, no, I'm worried

that they'll realize he never will.

So where the hell is he?

Tell the others to get going.

We'll catch up.

And the plan moves forward.

Nothing stops after
yesterday's little wrinkle.

So you're the great Kurt Weller.

I take it that you're Ivy Sands,

Dabbur Zann terrorist,

current lapdog for Madeline Burke.

Why don't we skip to my favorite part?

Where you ask me where my team is,

I tell you to go to hell.

'Cause I'm never gonna give 'em up.

Do you know what my favorite part is?

That you really believe that.

I can't believe this.

So far this SUV has avoided
every camera

that we have managed to hack into.

I'm so sick of not
having my actual lab.

Okay, so what's next?

There's no next.

We've lost him, at least for now.

All we can do is change where we are.

I know that Weller is strong,

but he is still human.

If they manage to get
anything out of him,

we are sitting ducks down here.

We need to abandon the bunker, now.

There's gonna be a problem with that.

Jane!

This is not a graze.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Look, Kurt's the priority.
We have to get him back...

No, no, no, no, no.
You're the priority, okay?

There's no exit wound,
but with this much blood,

the bullet must be pushing
up against something,

an artery or an organ.

We gotta get her to a hospital

or at least a very shady veterinarian.

No, no, I can't...

...risk me or anyone else
getting caught right now.

We're doing the surgery here.

I'm sorry, surgery?

Okay, let's prep.

We don't have much time.

I've got all the time in the world.

Maybe. But your wife doesn't.

One of my people tagged her
in the firefight.

But you used to be law enforcement.

You know how nasty
gunshot wounds can be.

A lot of different ways
to die from them.

Fast... or slow.

Nice try.

What do you think
the chances are that...

Jane will let them
take her to a hospital

while her husband's missing
and his life's in danger?

It's kinda my thinking.

Tell me where your team is
and I'll make sure

Jane gets the best medical attention

the American prison system can buy.

But the clock is ticking.

Okay, can we just acknowledge
how crazy it is

that we're operating on Jane,
like cuckoo bananas crazy?

But we still have to do it.

She's too far gone to move,

and even if we could, you heard her,

she's not going anywhere
until we find Weller.

It's a good thing I erred
on the side of more-is-more

when I got these medical supplies.

Uh, gauze?

More gauze, come on!

Hey, what about blood?

Don't we need blood? I mean,
Jane's lost a lot already,

and she's probably gonna
lose a hell of a lot more

- if we go through with this.
- Hey, it is fine.

- We've got it covered.
- What is going on here?

I'm the level-headed one
all of a sudden,

and now you're the loose cannon?

I don't like this dynamic shift.

I don't like it one bit.

What is this? What is this?

Oh... kay.

I don't suppose it would do any good

telling you that torture doesn't work?

That depends on your goal.

If you're trying to make
your subject feel

as much pain as possible,

I find it to be quite effective.

Yeah, pulling out
your fingernails one by one

may not make you
tell us where they are, but...

It will make you scream.

But maybe you're right.

I am dealing with a professional.

Maybe we can skip the theatrics.

You know, the FBI built you
to be unbreakable.

My job is to unbuild you.

Oh, this.

This is a...

Combination of sodium thiopental,
sodium amytal,

and a cocktail of heavy psychotropics.

It's designed to dismantle
your defenses,

take apart your armor, and uh,

expose what's underneath.

And do you know
what's always underneath?

Hmm?

Fear.

You know, today you and I
are gonna learn

who Kurt Weller really is.

I don't know, something tells me

you're not gonna like
the answer very much.

So this is your plan?

Inject me with some
hallucinogenic truth serum

and wait for me to cave?

You can give me all the drugs you want.

I'm not gonna give up my people.

It's funny.

You talk about this team
you're protecting

like they're your family.

I almost forgot you have a family.

Bethany.

Must be hard being
away from your daughter.

Of course, her mother Allie
seems competent enough, but uh...

There's only so much you can control.

You know, I just hope
the little one's okay.

She's in the hospital
with an infection.

That's all the information
that we have right now.

What'd you do to her?

If my daughter doesn't
come out of that hospital...

What? What will you do?

Besides regret every choice you've made

since she was born, hmm?

A real father would be
there for his child.

Relax.

I'm just monitoring her.

For now.

The rest is up to you.

I'll give you some time
to think about that,

about who really deserves
your protection.

She's lost a lot of blood.

This saline drip should help

maintain her blood pressure

until we can begin the transfusion.

I'm sorry, transfusion?
From... from where?

Is there a Red Cross
nearby I don't know about?

From Zapata. She and Jane
have the same blood type.

We'll hook her up
to give intravenously.

Great.

All right, let's get you prepped.

Um, no, no. That's not great.

We... can't do that.

Why not?

Because it's not hygienic,
first of all.

I mean, sorry, no offense, Jane,

but these are not sanitary conditions.

We don't want to risk infection.

Also, you don't know
Zapata's spiritual beliefs.

They might preclude her from being...

Hey, I don't know what's
going on with you right now,

but you need to get it together.

We have to do this.

The average adult has nine to 11

pints of blood in their body.

Tasha can afford
to safely donate 20% of that.

No, she can't, okay.

I can't tell you why,
but no, she can't.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Jane's life is at stake.

I'm pregnant!

It's fine. It's probably fine.

But Jane needs the surgery right now,
so let's just do it.

Rich is right.

It is extremely dangerous

for a pregnant woman to give blood.

It is my risk to take,
and I say it's fine.

No, no, absolutely not.

We need a new plan.

End of discussion.

We don't have another plan.

And you're too far gone
for us to move you, it's...

How much time does
that saline drip give us?

- How much time?
- I... An hour tops.

But we need blood
to do the actual surgery,

AB-negative blood.

- I think I can get blood.
- What?

Okay, I know a guy.

I think I can get blood,
give me 45 minutes.

You think you know a blood guy?

50 minutes tops, all right?

Okay, let's...

Let's just focus on finding Weller,

while we wait, okay?

Hey...

Get me out of here.

You want money?

New identity?

You name it.

Your boss...

She's working for a woman
named Madeline Burke.

If you can help me prove that and...

stop them,

the U.S. government,

they'll make it worth your while.

It's... it's not too late
to do the right thing.

So what do you say?

You can't...

Blame a guy for trying.

Hey.

How's the search for Weller going?

Patterson is working on it as we speak.

So still nothing, huh?

You don't worry about that right now.

We will find him.

How are you feeling?

Well, never better.

Do you know...

I mean, you don't,
you don't have to tell me, but...

Reade's.

It's Reade's.

I know we're big on...

"All for one and one for all"

around here, but...

No one would fault you for...

Just disappearing, having this...

Baby somewhere safe, if that's...

If that's even what you wanna do.

Where is this place?

This safe place I am supposed to go to?

It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

Just breathe.

Hey...

How bad do these drugs get?

What am I gonna see?

Snakes?

Spiders?

Screaming terrors?

I don't think she wants to talk to you.

Hello, Kurt.

We never actually met.

I'd shake your hand, but...

Oscar. Jane's former
Sandstorm handler...

And, uh, fiancé.

I know who you are.

Clearly I'm standing here, aren't I?

You're dead. You're not real.

Just a drug-induced illusion.

More specifically
your drug-induced illusion.

Which means you already know
what I'm gonna tell you.

You can't win.

The bad guys never do, trust me.

And like it or not, as far
as the world's concerned,

you're on the other side now.

This, uh, strategy you're using,

trying to hide the team's location

behind your bigger fears
and anxieties like me.

Smart.

But you can't keep it up forever.

I don't have to.

Just long enough for them to find me.

Or to work something out on my own.

There's always a way out.

Was there a way out for Reade?

And Mayfair?

Pellington?

Are you that sure
your cause is so righteous?

I mean, I thought mine was, too.

Fighting to take down
a broken, dangerous system

by any means necessary.

Look at me now.

Killed...

by the woman who loved me.

My body left to burn

right next to Bethany Mayfair's?

She and I both thought
we knew better than the law.

And we died for it.

I know you wanna do
the right thing, Kurt.

You always did.

Have you ever once considered

that you may be on the wrong
side of history here?

Hang on, Jane.

Just a little while longer.

All right, good news, bad news.

I found the SUV Weller was taken in.

It was torched and abandoned
in a small town

about five miles
from a chemical warehouse.

But no Weller.

They must have switched vehicles.

Right, but of the four roads

they could have taken from there,

two of them have been
washed out by a flood,

which means there's only
two ways they could have gone.

It's not much,
but it's somewhere to start.

Yeah.

How's she doing?

Bad. I'm doing bad.

Okay.

It's been about 40 minutes.

We just need a little bit more time.

We're out of time. We have to start...

We have to start the surgery now.

Jane, Rich isn't back
with the blood yet.

- You won't survive...
- We have to start now.

We're just gonna have to hope

he makes it back it time...

For us to finish.

I know I act like
I know everything, and...

Yeah, I know a lot, but this is...

this is very out of my comfort zone.

Mine, too.

I mean, I know some
field medicine, but...

This is not that.

I honestly don't think we can do this.

It's okay. I'll talk you through it.

We're doing this together.

Ready?

Ready.

Ready.

Okay, you're gonna wanna...

Remove the bandage

and then clean the area,

then numb it with lidocaine.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Okay, okay, okay, okay.

You can do this.

There you go. Peel it back slowly.

Okay.

You know, I died believing
our mission had failed,

that the Trojan Horse we dropped
into your lives had backfired.

You know what, maybe it didn't.

I mean, where would you all be
right now without Jane Doe?

At work, at home in your beds?

Alive with each other?

But instead, look where you are.

All because you fell in love
with an impostor

who loved someone else.

That's not true.

Who tore you apart like shrapnel

from the inside out.

No!

You and Jane were never soul mates.

Your love was engineered,

by a group of terrorists
standing around blueprints

in a dark room just like this one.

She was designed to destroy you

and everything you cared about.

And that's exactly what she's done.

You married a lie.

You really think you're that special?

That someone could love you that much?

You were a mark, Kurt.

She played you right to the very end.

Just... shut... up.

Come on, Jane. Don't give up.

Okay...

Now's the fun part.

We call the hospital and take you in?

You can do this.

First...

You're gonna use the scalpel,

to make a small cut,

about an inch long,

on either side of the wound,

so you can see what you're doing.

Here we go.

One more.

Is that enough?

- Please tell me that's enough.
- It's enough. It's enough.

Okay, now you're gonna use

the retractor to keep it open.

Zapata, you're gonna,

need to flush it and, uh,

use gauze to clear away

as much blood from the area as you can.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Okay, okay.

Yeah, just like that.

Okay.

Okay, the retractor's in.

Okay. Okay, now you're gonna use the...

The clamps,

to find and extract the bullet.

Cool, cool, cool, cool,
cool, cool, cool.

Super easy, no big deal.

Okay, here we go!

Nice and steady. You bet.

Okay, I think I got it.

Slow and gentle.

Ahh!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

It's okay. It's okay, just...

- Try again.
- Okay, okay...

Hold this.

Okay.

- Slow and steady.
- Okay.

Okay, I think I got it.

I got it...

I got it! I got it, I got it.

Okay.

- Okay, we have a lot of blood here.
- Okay, it's okay.

Just pack the wound with gauze.

Okay, apply pressure. And then, uh...

You're gonna want to pull it away,

and see what the damage is.

How's the, uh...

How's that blood delivery coming?

He should be here any minute.

It's gonna be a real
downer if he isn't.

Yeah. He'll be here.

Okay, I'm gonna give it a look.

Here we go.

There's a lot of blood.

Going in.

Well...

It doesn't feel like it hit
any organs or major arteries.

I think we're okay.

Jane. Jane?

Jane, stay with us!

Screw it, we're out of time.

Prep me for a transfusion.

I'm here!

I'm here!

What took you so long?

What took me so long
to get human blood?

Oh, that's a lot worse than
I thought it was gonna be.

Okay, here we go.

Are you okay to pack the wound and...

Stitch it up?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Yeah, we got this.
- Okay.

If it's okay with you guys,

I think I'm gonna pass out.

Whatever happens,
promise me you'll find Kurt.

We promise.

She's not worth your tears, Kurt.

Just give her up.

She was never yours anyway.

She may have loved you once.

We belong to each other now.

I know exactly who she is.

And I don't give up my friends...

Not for anyone.

Listen, I'm just trying
to help you here.

It's time to let go, and move on.

Think of your daughter.

So, what do I do?

Give up the bunker?

Run to St. Louis,

pull Bethany out of that hospital

before Madeline does?

Yes, that is exactly what you do.

You can't save them.

But there's one person
that you can still protect.

Please don't do this.

Don't make me choose.

Look at her, Kurt.

What if she's sick?

What if she's hurt?

She's the one who needs you right now.

Please... make it stop.

She's just a little girl.

If you give up the team...

They'll let her go.

Just look at her, Kurt.

No!

You're not here! Neither is she.

No.

But you did just tell me
your team's in a bunker.

That's new information for us.

And, I did just make you cry.

You and I are just getting started.

Is this fun for you?

Seeing me like this.

Is this what you signed up for?

No.

I signed on because
my parents were killed

fighting the American government.

When they died, I had nothing.

No one.

These people are all
the family I have now.

Some family.

They're murderers.

And yours aren't?

We're not the same.

You know that.

Help me get out of here.

Please?

I can protect you,

I promise.

That's what my parents said...

Right before they left
and never came back.

They lied.

At least the Dabbur Zann
is honest about who they are.

They're using me, and I'm using them.

All you can count on
in this world is yourself.

You have to make peace with that.

- Hey, how's Jane?
- Sleeping.

I think she's gonna be okay.

We're not gonna be able
to move her for awhile.

I don't like being stuck here
with Weller still missing.

If they do find us,
we're fish in a barrel down here.

Any more luck figuring out where
they might have taken him?

I mean, we're combing through

every traffic and surveillance camera

that we can hack with our system,

but so far, nothing.

Do you want to start scrubbing

through footage on this one?

Sure.

Look... I just want you to know

that, you know, I know this is not

necessarily the timing
or the circumstances

that you would want
to have for this time,

but we are here for you.

We are family. I'm here for you.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm here for you, too.
- Oh, I get it. Thank you.

Look, uh, I know that
we're living underground,

like... like cave beetles right now.

You know, hopefully
we won't have to do this

for another seven months,

but even if we have to,

we can totally accommodate it.

We're amazing. Look what we did.

We removed a bullet from Jane

and we can remove a baby from you.

Okay, except that we would
never actually sully

the sanctity of motherhood

by comparing a baby to a bullet,

that's not the same thing.

But, whatever we remove from your body,

we would happily support you and...

Can we not talk about this now?

- Yes. Absolutely.
- Mm-hmm.

I just want you to know...

I appreciate your support.

Everybody's support.

But I'm getting a little tired

of all of the love and concern.

You want to support me?

Stop telling me how to feel
and give me a second

to figure out how I feel.

Hey, wait,
where... where are you going?

Germany, I'm heading
to the search radius.

If you find a solid lead
on where they've got Weller,

we have to move as quickly as possible.

Wait, wait, wait, are you sure
that's a good idea right now?

Call me if you get something!

Copy that.

You must be so tired.

You want to tell me where they are.

Yeah, I can feel it.

I can see the name
taking shape in your brain,

forming inside your mouth.

You're running out of places to hide.

Where are they, Kurt?

They're under the fort.

You ready?

- Come on, kiddo.
- Dad?

Gotta hit the road if
we're gonna make it to

Penns Creek before sun-up.

Can Taylor come?

Come on, I thought this
was gonna be a guys' trip.

Aren't you sick of that girl

nippin' at your heels all the time?

Anyway, I'm not so sure
it's a good idea

for you to bring her around so much.

- For anyone.
- Why?

Her dad's gone,

and her mom is stuck at work all day.

Half the time,
she's on her own over there.

Taylor needs us, Dad.
We're all she's got.

Shouldn't we help her if we can?

- Can't protect everyone, son.
- Why not?

Give me one good reason
why Taylor can't come with us.

You know why.

Part of you always knew.

And you brought her around anyway.

No. I don't believe you.

You know I'm right, son.

I don't believe you!

What really happened that night

that Taylor disappeared,
where were you?

You left that dinner party
for three hours.

I told ya, I volunteered
for a booze run.

I don't want the line
that you fed everyone

for the past 25 years!

- I want the truth, Dad.
- Kurt!

That is the truth.

Why were your shoes muddy?

You thought that I was asleep.

I saw you hosing them off,

that night, when you got home.

Because I killed her.

- What?
- I killed Taylor Shaw.

I killed your friend
and buried her under the fort,

the campground we always used to go to.

The one you insisted she come along to,

just like you dragged her along

to every single thing we did.

No.

I did everything I could
to keep her away,

and you did everything you could

to keep her around.

I fought, and I fought,

and you... wore me down.

You know what I think?

I think you wanted me to kill her.

- No!
- I knew what I was.

And so did you.

You're as much to blame
for Taylor's death as I am.

You go away!

You go away and leave us alone!

You thought you became FBI
so you could protect people?

To help people? No...

I know the truth.

You use that badge to justify

what you've always been in your heart.

You're a killer!

Just like your old man.

No.

I'm nothing like you.

You killed an innocent little girl.

Because you're sick.

You're weak.

I've dedicated my life

to stopping people like you.

- By killing them.
- No.

I stop bad people
from doing bad things.

- It's not the same.
- Says who?

Who are you to decide
who lives and who dies?

You're not God.

You're not even FBI, anymore.

You kill people because
you're built for it.

'Cause you're good at it.

And because you like it.

This child is gone because of me.

This is the death
I've visited upon the world.

But I can face that now.

Can you do the same

for the people you've killed?

We're running out of time.

Okay, uh, let's see here now.

Of the four possible routes

that they could have taken
after ditching the SUV,

two of them were washed out, right?

So, I've got to figure they've gone

in one of these two directions.

All right. Want to flip a coin?

What if they head
into the city center here?

You know, they could blend in,

probably have better
access to resources.

Dabbur Zann's got a stronghold
in Austria.

Yeah! Yeah, they do.

Okay, so, maybe they veer this way,

and then it's a shorter run,

when they have to make a break for it.

Okay, so they head through
the small town

and find somewhere to interrogate him.

Yeah, but they're not gonna want
to go into the center of town, right?

They... want to find something remote,

probably indoors,

somewhere where they
don't have to worry about

making noise.

Okay.

What about this small barn?

No, see, that... that's an active farm.

It's too risky, anyone could

just walk in on them at any time.

All right, there's a little
industrial area here.

What is this building?

It's an abandoned machine factory.

The new owners have yet to move in

because they're awaiting
asbestos removal.

That's gotta be it, right?

Okay, I'm gonna let Tasha know.

I don't think
she's far away from there.

- But won't she need backup?
- Ideally, yes,

but this is not an ideal day.

Tasha, it's me.

I think we know where he is.

Look what you've done.

The lives you've taken from this world.

You're right, you're not like me.

You're worse.

But that's okay.

I spent so much time
fighting what I was.

And it filled me with such pain and...

Rage.

Acceptance is so much easier.

This world doesn't need saving.

It needs to be put out of its misery.

Just give up, son.

Stop fighting.

Let things be the way
they've always wanted to be.

Hey. Hey. Hey!

Help me, please.

I am helping you.

I'm continuing where you left off.

Fighting against corruption.

Continuing your work.

My father's work.

What?

After you died, I was so angry.

I was so lost.

I read and watched everything
I could find about you.

All these horrible things
people said you did.

I hated you.

But then the Dabbur Zann found me.

And they told me the truth...

that it was America that was rotten,

that my father was a hero

who died trying to change things.

Bethany... is that you?

I see you now.

I know you.

You couldn't fight for me

because you were
fighting for all of us.

It's okay.

Your sacrifice will be worth something.

And so will mine.

I'm doing this for you, all of this.

All I've ever wanted
is to be just like you.

Where are they, Dad?

Just tell us where they are.

This is not real.

You're not real!

It's over, Kurt.

You don't have to fight anymore.

Just tell me what I want to hear.

You're right.

It is over.

You think I was just gonna
give you the team?

We have protocols.

One of us gets grabbed...

And the rest just disappear.

This whole time, you think
you've been wearing me down...

And I was just playing you out...

Buying time.

If you ever do find that bunker,

you'll be raiding an empty shell.

We will kill your daughter.

Do you understand me?

My people in St. Louis
are a phone call away.

- We will kill Bethany!
- You don't have her!

You didn't say "hospital" until I did.

And then when I said "St. Louis,"

you said that right back to me, too.

They're not there. You've lost.

I'm useless to you.

And as soon as Madeline Burke finds out

that her team hunter came up
with exactly nothing,

then you...

Are as dead as I am.

Uhh!

Uhh!

Uhh!

- Weller!
- Ahh!

- Thank God!
- Stop. Stop!

Stay where you are!

I should have killed you
when I had the chance.

- Kurt, it... it's me.
- I don't believe you!

Your name is Ivy Sands.

I am not going back there.

Okay.

Kurt...

I don't know what they gave you,

but it's me.

- It's Tasha.
- You shot my wife!

I swear to God, if she's not okay...

She is! Jane is fine.

We got the bullet out.

We stitched her up.

Kurt, we need to go.

Every second we are out here

is another second Ivy could find us.

I don't know what's real anymore.

How do I know you're real?

- Look at me.
- How?!

Listen to my voice.

I am right here.

I feel like I'm losing my mind.

Jane got shot and they took you,
but she is okay

and you are going to be okay, too,

but I need you to come
with me right now.

Shut up!

What do I need to say to you

- to make you believe me?
- You can't say anything.

It's all me.

What if I'm still in that chair?

If I go with you,

I could give away everything.

How do I know the right thing to do?

You can't.

You need to trust me.

You need to take a leap of faith.

It's okay.

I'm here.

I'm here. Okay?

Here. That is... that's video footage.

They interrogated me.
You have to watch that.

All of you, you have to watch that.

I don't know if I gave you
up. I'll send it to Patterson

as soon as we get to the train station.

If they're not there when we get back,

- we'll know why.
- Okay.

Come on, let's get you out of here.

Hey.

Wait, when did...
when did you get back?

I told them to get me up.

A couple of hours ago.

I didn't want to wake you.

Did you watch the video?

Yeah.

Come here.

I didn't say where we were...

But I did say "bunker."

She broke me, Jane.

Do you know how many bunkers
there are in Europe?

Let Ivy search every one of them.

Patterson chose this place

because it's not even on a map anymore.

You didn't give us up.

It might not feel like it right now,

but...

You were strong...

For all of us.

Are we doing the right thing out here?

The world thinks we're terrorists now.

But we're not.

And, Kurt, all those things

that you were saying back there...

about us, about you...

you know that those
are just fears, right?

And that doesn't make them true.

When I was standing over Ivy...

At the end,

I wanted to kill her.

I didn't need to.

I wanted to.

But you didn't.

What if I'm not the man
that I think I am?

I know who you are.

You're Kurt Weller.

You're my husband.

And you have fear, and darkness,

and love, and light inside of you,

just like me and everyone else.

And you are a good man.

Do you hear me?

Thank you.

Oh, look at this!

You get shot and interrogated once

and suddenly you think you can sleep in

like a couple of teenagers.

What do we got?

Well, we're pretty sure Bethany's okay.

It looks like Allie checked
her back out of the hospital.

We're taking it as a good sign,

then we lost track of them.

No, that's a good sign, too.

It means Allie just switched
aliases and relocated.

She's a U.S. Marshal.

She knows how to find people,

she knows how to stay hidden.

They're gonna be okay. I know it.

And the phone you got
from Ivy was wiped,

but Rich very smartly
suggested that we watch

the surveillance footage of the room

before they brought you in.

Now, she left the room
before we could figure out

who she was talking to,
but we did manage to enhance

and reconstruct the number
she was dialing.

We've been monitoring it ever since.

Ivy said something about
moving forward with the plan.

It sounds like they were looking
for a new chemical weapon.

That number might help us
cut 'em off at the pass.

Nice work, everyone.

And... I hear congratulations
is in order?

Why didn't you tell me on the train?

Was I not supposed to say anything?
I thought,

because the rest of us knew, I could...

I liked it better
when everybody had secrets.

Wait, we're all here,
so who the hell is that?

Do you think Ivy tailed us back here?

No way.

Cream Team! Uh-uh-uh...

I suggest you not shoot us.

These little babies on our wrists,

they read our biorhythms.

They don't like what they read,
they ping your location

to every law enforcement agency
in Europe.

Is cool, right?

How did you get past my security?

"Security"? That's so cute.

How did you find us?

Rich.

Turns out your "blood guy"
is also my "guy who knows

that I'm really trying
to find Rich DotCom."

- Yuri!
- So...

Where are the Gardner paintings
that I was promised,

and why haven't they been
delivered yet?

Because...

I don't have them.

Well, then...

I'm guessing you're going
to have to go find them, yeah?

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