All language subtitles for Blindspot S05E07

Good morning.

I made us breakfast.

Got English muffin, eggs,
and the main event, bacon.

Do you we know each other?

Oh, ha, ha, ha,
you're so funny.

You know, I can still
cook real bacon,

I just can't eat it, right?

What's wrong?

Well, you tell me.

I'm trying to do
something nice,

and you're being weird.

Sorry.

I don't remember this.

Can't remember.

Did you do this to me?

Who are you?

Kurt, it's me.
It's Jane.

I think that
you've been zipped...

Who the hell are you?

Kurt, no.

(gunshot)

(gasping)

What's wrong?

Is it another dream?

Yeah.
I'd sleep a lot better

if Madeline Burke weren't
stockpiling ZIP right now.

The thought of losing
anyone else, losing you...

Hey.

I'm not going anywhere.
None of us are.

Maybe I should.

What?

What if I turn
myself in? I...

Maybe I could get her to leave
the rest of you alone.

Follow the thread to everything
that's gone wrong in our lives,

and it leads back to me coming
out of that bag in Times Square.

So, if I took the fall,
then it'd make...

Then she would keep doing
exactly what she's doing.

You can't negotiate
with a psychopath.

The only way
to stop Madeline Burke

is by stopping her.

And sooner or later,
she will do something

we can hang her on.

So, we just have
to stay the course.

Together.

(sighs)

(clanking)

All this clinking metal
is driving me crazy,

and he won't stop or help!

Hey, I am helping,
all right?

Think of how many things
we can print for Archie

once we get this thing
fully functional.

He's still mad Archie Bunker
never caught on as a nickname.

I'm not mad about that, okay?

I am mad that Ice Cream
gave us a 3-D printer

and we still have
a 1950s-era kitchen.

Okay, I got something.

I know where Madeline has been
having the ZIP manufactured.

So, the research paper
from our mystery friend

has an ISBN in the citations
with only nine digits

instead of the usual 10 or 13.

It is a federal ID number.

Let me guess.
A shell company.

Oh, better yet, a shell company
paying a single salary

to a scientist in a private lab
in Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan.

How much ZIP
are we talking about?

Based on the number
of pressurized canisters

they bought to store it,
enough to reduce

an entire population
to helpless, mindless drones.

I'll go get Jane and Weller.
We'll head out to destroy it.

Actually, I think I've come up
with a less risky way

to take ZIP off the table,
and we wouldn't have to leave

the comforts of our bunker.

I've been playing
with the Bumpkey Virus.

The virus Madeline used
to frame us?

Yeah.

You modified it
to be used remotely.

The only downside is
it's considerably less powerful.

That doesn't seem
like a downside.

Okay... I can use
Rich's virus to overload

the facility's climate control,
see if I can get

the temperature high enough
to destroy the ZIP.

Let's do it.

Thank you.
No, no, it is an honor

to be even be considered.

(laughing)
Yeah, quite.

I assume we'll be in touch
in the vetting process?

Delightful.
Yes, yes, okay.

Good-bye, Miss Walker.

Walker... as in the President's
Chief of Staff?

I'm at the top of
a short list of VP candidates.

Well, while you've been out
wining and dining the DC elite,

your rogue agents just
destroyed the ZIP you promised me

with the modified
Bumpkey Virus.

It messed with the heating
in a lab and sparked a fire.

Those rogue agents
are your responsibility.

If there is a problem,
that's at your end.

Our deal was that I get
chemical weapons in exchange...

When you deliver me
Weller and his team.

Now, the last I checked,
I don't have them.

The only thing stopping me

from setting off
a dirty bomb in Manhattan

is you holding your end
of the agreement.

Are you threatening me?

I'm telling you
to step up.

Weller and his team
just took out my ZIP.

Please.

Do you think I didn't have the
foresight to have backup hidden?

Where?
I'll collect them myself.

Some in Hungary.
Some in Libya.

Libya?
It's impossible

to get anything
out of Libya.

Oh, have a little faith.

I have someone
I trust implicitly

that can get it out.

Now, may I get
back to my day,

or do you have something else
you'd like to discuss?

As a matter of fact,
there is.

I just found someone I think
you might want to talk to.

Ivy's organizing
an extraction team.

For ZIP. I thought
you just destroyed it all.

So did I, but she's texting
that she needs to transport

pressurized
climate-controlled canisters.

So, who's she talking to?
Madeline?

No, I've been monitoring Ivy
and Madeline's Beaconer messages

for anything actionable.
She's texting someone else.

Whoever she's talking to,
they're going to Hungary and Libya.

So, this wasn't
their only stash.

We took out their manufacturers
but not all of their supply.

So, we take out these stashes
using the Bumpkey Virus.

We can't let Madeline or the
Dabbur Zann get their hands on it.

Ivy's messages don't have
exact coordinates.

One of 'em just says
"acquire Hungarian passports"

and "the ZIP in Libya
isn't on the grid."

I can't hack into
gas-powered generators.

So, if we can't destroy
the ZIP, we use it.

That's a bit of a turn.

Although, you know what,
I wouldn't mind erasing

a particularly weird week
I had in Djibouti

with their Olympic
table tennis team...

No, we use it
to get to Madeline.

She's not gonna stop until
she gets what she wants.

She'll just keep
making more.

Right, okay.

If we can get
to her supply,

we can fit it with trackers,
and then we can follow it.

We let her think
that she's got the ZIP,

and catch her transporting it

before she can use it
in an attack.

And hopefully,
we can all go home.

As promised.
Allison Knight,

mother of Kurt Weller's child.

(Madeline)
Well done.

You think she knows
where his team is?

We're about to find out.

♪♪

Madeline is storing the ZIP
in two locations.

I'm narrowing down
where it is in Hungary,

but Ivy is sending in teams

to a medical camp
outside Tripoli.

And Libya is travel restricted,
so obviously,

getting in there
is gonna be next to impossible.

No, it isn't.
I have a dark web contact

who's very good at getting
less than legal things into Libya.

What's his name?
Soft Serve? Milkshake?

Sorbet?
Oh, bravo.

His name is Dan, okay?
Dan is fantastic.

Dan will get us into Libya,
no problem.

That's Dan.
After that, I...

I trained in Tripoli
my first month with the CIA.

All right, so you and Rich,
you can handle Libya.

Jane and I,
we can go to Hungary.

All right, road trip!

All right, so this
is the tracker.

It goes into the intake valve
on the canister.

It looks just like the real nut,

except it emits a GPS location
straight to my servers.

(Jane) I don't like
letting them move it.

We can't risk Madeline
or the Dabbur Zann

using it as a weapon.

Yeah, but it's worth it
if it means

taking Madeline
down for good.

I have a good compromise.

There's a process
called denaturing.

We can make the ZIP inert

and let Madeline take
the useless batches

with the trackers installed.

Right, like taking the booze

out of your parents'
alcohol bottles

and replacing with water.

Big Willie P., you've been
holding out on us.

I have been
appropriately hesitant.

Madeline's ZIP is a new formula.

The OG formula
had to be injected.

We don't know how
this new one works.

If it's meant to be weaponized,
just touching it

could be powerful enough
to have an effect.

Okay, so tampering

with containers with ZIP
is not recommended.

Yeah, another reason
we should just destroy it.

But this is how we can
stop her and the Dabbur Zann.

I mean, we're taking the fight
to Madeline's front door.

I say it's worth the risk.

All right, let's have
a crash course

in Denaturing ZIP 101.

I'll 3-D print
models of the canisters,

and we'll get to work.

(Madeline)
Where was she hiding?

(Ivy) Connecticut.
Her old partner

was reluctant to give up
her known aliases,

but eventually he came
around to my way of thinking.

I don't believe you.

If it were that simple,

I would have
found her months ago.

What aren't you
telling me?

Must be hard being
away from your daughter.

What'd you do to her?

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

I got intel
that she took her kid

to a hospital a while back.

Intel you failed
to share with me, why?

Look, I found her,
didn't I?

My methods are my own.

And the daughter?

No trace.

Knight must have left her
behind with someone.

Shame.
Still, could prove useful.

She could lead us
right to them.

I wouldn't underestimate her.

Yeah, and don't
underestimate me.

Don't you have a plane
to catch?

Good morning, Allison.

May I call you Allison?

Can I get you anything?

Water?
Snack from the vending machine?

Your friends
at the marshal's office

have regaled me with some very
impressive stories about you...

Why am I here?

You went on the run
shortly after Kurt Weller

and his former FBI team did.

That didn't look good.

Are you sure you don't
want an attorney?

Weller and his team
were accused of terrorism.

I feared for my
and my daughter's safety.

It's not against the law
to protect yourself

from a perceived threat.

You partnered with Weller
and his people

on multiple locations.

To take down criminals.

If I had thought
they were criminals,

I would have arrested
them myself.

But once you found out,
why run?

Why not just turn
state's evidence?

You of all people
should trust WITSEC.

You've met Patterson, right?
She can find anyone.

I know what it's like to feel
trapped in a situation.

My husband wasn't
a good man, either.

I don't feel trapped.
I am trapped.

Then help me.

Allison, I think you and I
want the same thing.

This is a very
volatile situation.

I am just here to ensure
everyone's safety,

including yours...
and your daughter's.

The valve isn't catching.

Hey, hey.
Relax.

(sighs)
All right?

Hey, just gotta concentrate.

I'm trying.

How did Rich and Zapata
get this in one try?

Mm... beginner's luck.

All they had time for
was one try

before they had to rendezvous
with Dan to go to Libya.

And even with all that pressure,
they still got it right.

Hey, Patterson's still
narrowing down

a location in Hungary.

Ivy's team, they haven't
even moved out yet.

We got time, okay?
We can do this.

We have to do this.
Mm-hmm.

If Madeline
and the Dabbur Zann

are gonna stage an attack
using ZIP,

they could erase
the lives of millions.

They'd be helpless,
and pliable,

and then Madeline
could force them

to be completely reliant
on the government.

On her.

We can't let that happen.

We won't.

Let's try this again.

Suddenly, I have a hankering
for a very stiff alcoholic beverage.

Yeah, because it's
illegal here,

and you're physically
incapable of following laws.

I love following laws.
Motion, gravity...

Isn't that the kind
of case we're looking for?

Oh, that's gotta be the ZIP.
They're already moving it.

That's Gregory Burke.

Wait, Gregory Burke, like,
as in Madeline Burke's son,

the doctor?

Do you think
he's working with her?

That, or she's using him
without him knowing.

The Global Doctor Co-op
would make a pretty good cover

if you're trying
to smuggle something.

Well, meatheads one and two
don't exactly look

like the doctor type.

I'm guessing they're part
of Ivy's Dabbur Zann team.

This the last of your cargo?

Great, we'll get the rest
of our vaccines loaded,

then we can take off.

That's the last of it.

(Zapata)
Patterson, we've got a problem.

They're already on the move
and loading the ZIP onto the plane.

(Patterson)
Yeah, I can see it on satellite.

Okay, well then,
let's go back.

No.
We're not giving up.

Who said anything about giving
up? This is just your standard

live-to-fight-another-day
type situation... wait, whoa.

Once I track down
the Hungary location,

Jane and Weller have
another shot at this.

I can get on the plane
and set the tracker.

We might not be able
to denature the ZIP, but...

we can... we can
still follow it.

How do you propose
getting two people

onto a plane without
anyone noticing?

Not two, just one.

Keep a lookout.

(Patterson)
Tasha, I agree with Rich.

The chances of you
getting on and off

without anyone...

She's already gone,
isn't she?

Yes, yes, she is.

♪♪

(Rich) Tasha, heads up,
you got Dabbur Zann incoming.

(door opens and closes)

(ding)

(woman)
All set for takeoff.

Please fasten your seatbelts.

Oh, well, this is
very not good.

What?
What's not good?

Oh, the plane's taking off
and Tasha's still on board.

Rich has gone radio silent,
but he's on his way back.

And Tasha?

I... currently over
the Mediterranean Sea,

headed for Jordan.

But we can't talk to her.

Until she lands,
we can't get her on comms.

You guys should head out.

Have you got a location?

I tracked the IMEI number
of the phone Ivy messaged.

It belongs to a scientist
that is renting space

at a pharmaceutical
storage facility in Budapest.

That is where the ZIP is.

You ready for this?

I better be.

Let's move.

I want to help you, Allison.

But unless you help me
find Weller and his team,

you leave me no choice
but to arrest you.

What's the charge?

Forged IDs.

Aiding and abetting
terrorists.

I'm not helping them.

You are still willing
to sacrifice

your freedom for them?

Tell me where they are
and you can go free.

That's my offer.

I don't know
where they are.

And you can't keep me here
indefinitely.

I can, and I will,
without trial,

for the sake
of national security

if you do not cooperate.

You will not see
daylight again,

let alone your daughter,
so where are they?

I... don't... know.

You are standing
on a precipice here.

Do you understand that?

You have to decide
right here, right now,

whose side you're on.

Take a long, hard look.

Bethany's already gonna
grow up without a father.

Do you really want her
to grow up

without a mother as well?

(door closes)

Hey!

Angela Calderon.
(chuckles)

It's good to have
another doctor on board.

I was worried I wouldn't have
anybody to talk to.

(chuckles)
Greg Burke.

I, uh... didn't realize
someone else

was joining us.
Oh!

You look really familiar.
Have we met before?

Maybe?

(sighs)

I'm sorry.
I'm not great with faces.

I was in Syria
until recently.

Were you in Aleppo at all?

I passed through there
on my way to Cairo.

That... that must be it.

Mm.
(chuckles)

They really keep us busy,
don't they?

Yeah.
I'm just glad

we're able to get
these MMR vaccines

to the refugee camps
in Jordan.

You know,
there's been a shortage.

Yeah... yeah.

I was just back here
checking on them.

Everything shifts
during takeoff.

(chuckles)
You know?

No, those aren't
the vaccines.

Caught me.

I know those aren't
the vaccines.

Tell you the truth,
I really don't like flying.

But don't tell anyone, okay?

I have a reputation
to protect.

Hey... your secret's
safe with me.

♪♪

(Jane)
Okay, we're looking

for heavily insulated
containers

that can protect against
extreme temperatures.

Something big enough
to hold six canisters.

I think I found 'em.

(air hissing)

Hey, Jane.
Just breathe.

We'll take this
one canister at a time.

Yeah... right.

Let's get to work.

My mother went to med school
but she never practiced.

I guess I just wanted
to pick up where she left off,

to help people,
and the Global Doctors Co-op

seemed like the best way
to do that.

Sounds pretty noble.

I just got sick
of hospital politics.

(laughing)

Hey... don't feel like you have
to stay here on my account.

I don't think I met you
in Aleppo.

(clicking tongue)
It's gonna drive me nuts.

Maybe we met at a function?

My mother organizes
a lot of...

Oh, my God.
You're...

Listen to me.

I don't wanna hurt you,
I just wanna talk.

Give me two minutes
to explain what's going on.

It involves your mother.

You're not gonna like
what I'm about to tell you.

But just hear me out.
Okay?

Hey.
Welcome back.

Yeah.
Any word on Zapata?

What's the latest?
What's happening?

I don't like being
out of the loop.

I'm more of an
in-the-loop guy.

Otherwise, I start to get FOMO
and I start to spin out,

and that's why I can't stop
talking right now, you know?

Okay.
(breathes deeply)

It... it's been
radio silent,

but I have been
tracking the plane.

It should be landing
in Jordan soon.

Jordan, okay.
I will get to work

on trying to get her
a safe way home.

(Weller)
Patterson, trackers are set.

Okay, tracker's in place,
Case L216.

Are you getting a reading?

Uh, yeah, loud and clear.
Nice work.

All right.
Four more to go.

Kurt, don't move.

What just happened?

We might have a problem.

No...
no, no, no, no.

Jane, it's okay.

It hasn't soaked
through yet, all right?

So, the ZIP hasn't
touched me.

Okay... okay, let's...
let's get your jacket off

and make sure it doesn't
soak into your skin.

Okay.

(panting)

I'm so sorry.

I thought... I thought
I found the...

It's okay, you did
everything right.

That seal should have held,
so that valve must be faulty.

Okay.

I'm okay.
All right?

Let's finish this.

Yeah.

Let me get this straight.
You expect me to believe

that my mother framed you all
and is currently working

with an international
terror organization?

I know it's a lot to take in,
but I'm telling the truth.

She is the Director
of Federal Law Enforcement.

She's in charge of
national security.

Why would she
be working with terrorists?

To do the kind of illegal,
immoral things

she can't make the FBI do,
like hunt down me and my team,

kill the people
who get in their way.

And now she has you working
with the Dabbur Zann, too.

Who do you think
is guarding this cargo?

Her security consultants.
(scoffs)

They're here to protect me

and get this medicine
where it needs to go.

She's using you
as a drug mule.

No, it's not like that.

This medication
is approved everywhere

but the U.S., all right?

She just needed a way
around the red tape.

And yeah, it's not
strictly legal,

but it's for
the greater good.

This is
Zeta Interacting Protein.

So you've heard of ZIP.

So you know why
it's been banned.

This is not about getting
around some bureaucratic tape.

This is a drug that destroys
people's memories,

and your mother
intends to use it.

She wouldn't do that.
She has her troubles,

but she's not a bad person.

Then open it up.
See for yourself.

I don't need to.

She's my mother.
I trust her.

That is the thing.
I don't think you do, Greg.

I think there's a part of you
that knows I'm telling the truth.

Bethany looks
just like you.

Although she does
have Kurt's eyes.

These are such formative years
in a child's life.

It must be very hard
to be apart.

My answer's not
gonna change.

Besides, even if I wanted
to help you,

I don't know where they are.

She's had a birthday
recently, hasn't she?

What would she be now,
about four?

My eldest
is a doctor, you know.

Travels the globe helping
people in need.

I'm so proud.
(chuckles)

But you know,
I'm the mother, I worry.

It's a dangerous world
out there.

Is she safe?

(whispering)
She's safe.

Are you sure?

I could bring her to you.

I could give you both
protective details.

I have sacrificed everything
to keep my daughter out of this,

and you have dragged me
into the open.

I am a target now.

(chuckles)

(scoffs) Right,
that was the point, wasn't it?

You don't care you're putting
a bull's-eye on my back.

You just wanna dangle us
in front of Weller like bait.

You can't protect
everyone, Allison.

Sometimes you have
to choose.

So, who do you love more?

Your daughter?
Or her father?

Is that a real question?

You think I still
love him?

Kurt Weller
ruined my life.

He abandoned us.

He put our lives in danger,
he made us fugitives.

You think I don't
want this to be over?

All I care about
in this world is my daughter.

I would do anything
to protect her.

(pounding desk)
But I don't know anything.

I... I can't give you intel,
I can't give you locations.

So just tell me
what you want!

Just... just tell me what
you want and I'll do it.

It's gonna be okay.

Just listen to me
very closely.

Okay.
(sighs)

There you go.
You did it.

(sighs)
Okay, Patterson.

All the ZIP's been denatured,
trackers set,

so we're gonna go dark
and head back to the bunker.

(bay door opening)

Find the ZIP, now.

(man) Over here.
Found the crates.

(device buzzing)

She's sweeping for bugs.

Tracker's in
the top left crate.

(Weller) Patterson,
turn off the trackers.

I can turn off the bug remotely,
but it'll kill my connection.

The only way to turn it back on
is to reset it by hand.

Just do it now.

(device buzzing and beeping)

Done.

All clear.

We'll take the freight elevator
to the truck.

(phone chimes)

Good news?

Allison Knight's decided
to cooperate.

Did she just say that...
Yes.

I think they've got Allie.

I spent months with
your mother undercover

working for the CIA.

I watched her kill
the entire board

of HCI Global,
including Blake Crawford.

They died in a plane crash.

No, she poisoned them.

She proposed a toast,
and they drank, and they died.

During my time with her,
she murdered a lawyer

in cold blood and had
an MI6 agent killed.

And now she's about
to do something much worse.

Do you have proof
of any of this?

Not enough, not yet.
(scoffs)

This is insane.

Which is why we need
to stop her.

If we can get enough
solid evidence against her.

I don't believe you.

My mother is not a saint,

but she would never
kill anyone.

What about your father?

What about him?

You really think he died
of a heart attack

just in time for Madeline
to take over HCI Global?

No.
She loved him.

She smiled when she told me
about killing him.

Poisoning his morning coffee,

watching the light
leave his eyes.

She reveled in it.

That is who
your mother is.

They're on the move.

We can't follow
the denatured ZIP

to the coordinates where
Madeline and Ivy plan to use it

unless you get that tracker
back online.

We're working on it.

Patterson, what message
did Ivy just get?

She said something
about Allie.

Yeah, I know, we heard.
We're working on it.

Okay, we need to get
this tracker reactivated.

All right, we're cutting off the
power to the freight elevator.

That should slow them down.

I should be able to get
to the cases,

turn the tracker back on...

get out before
they notice.

Uh, Patterson,
you might wanna see this.

Hey.

(Allison) We can't
keep living like this.

Weller? That message...
I am tired of running,

of living in fear.
It's not good.

Your actions have
destroyed our family.

Please... please, Kurt.

Think of Bethany.

Think about our daughter
growing up

without her father.

Do the right thing.
Turn yourself in.

So you're telling me
my mother killed my father,

and now you want me
to help you.

I'm telling you the truth.

And I'm asking you to act
as your conscience dictates.

When your mother
admitted what she did,

I should have had her
arrested immediately.

My biggest regret is letting
the CIA talk me out of it.

Please.

I just need ten minutes
with these cases.

If I am wrong, what is
the worst that could happen?

But if I'm right,
you will always regret

letting this ZIP
off the plane.

(ding) Passengers and crew,
return to your seats.

We are making our descent
to Zaatari now.

We're too late.

Are you gonna tell
anyone I'm here?

Haven't decided yet.

I'm going after her now.

No, Kurt, wait.
Think this through.

What? No!

I'll do a deal
with Madeline, all right?

I'll trade Ivy for Allie.

No, Madeline will not
make that deal.

You said it yourself,
you cannot negotiate with a psychopath.

They've already got Allie.

What if they've got
Bethany, too?

They are trying
to manipulate you

and play on your emotions.

So, if Madeline had Bethany,
she would have been

in the broadcast
with Allie, but she wasn't.

And that means she must
be somewhere safe.

You don't know that for sure.

Do you remember
what you told me?

That we need to stay on course
and that we need to stop her?

Let's get that tracker
back on and get out of here.

Okay.

(Greg)
Hey.

Hold on a sec.

Just wanted to say
thanks for all your help.

You got it from here?

You can come out now.

Thank you.

This doesn't mean
I believe you.

I just don't want
anyone ending up dead.

Me neither.

This number goes to
an untraceable voice mailbox.

If you start to see
things differently,

give it a call, I will find
a way to contact you.

You seem like
a really good guy.

Like a good son.

But your mother's
a very bad person,

and you deserve better
than to be used by her.

(button clicking)

It's out of service.

Well, what are you
waiting for?

Looks like
we're taking the stairs.

Stay here.

(crash)

(Weller grunting)

(grumbling indistinctly)

Let's get the last of it.

Patterson, please tell me
you got a fix on that tracker.

(Patterson)
Yes, I got it.

Tracker is on
and on the move.

Tasha?

She's safe,
she's on her way back home.

Well done, Allison.

I am proud of you.
I know that wasn't easy.

I did what you wanted.
Can I go now?

Yes, yes, of course.

Now, as you know,
it is not safe out there

until Weller listens to you
and turns himself in.

As such, I am placing you
under protective custody.

No, that wasn't
the agreement.

I need to get back
and see my daughter.

Well, let's go get her.

No?

You see, I couldn't live
with myself

if anything happened
to you under my watch.

Now, my security consultants

will escort you
to your new safe house.

You were never gonna
let me go, were you?

Your daughter's welcome
to visit you at any time.

You know, I learned something
being a mother,

chasing down fugitives.

And what is that?

It takes balance.

You focus too much
on one thing,

you lose sight of what
it costs to achieve.

Success requires sacrifice.

Does it?
How much is enough?

I wonder if you really know how
much you're willing to give up.

Mom.

Gregory!
What...

What are you
doing in New York?

Oh, come, come, come.
Oh, my!

How was everything in Jordan?

Were they okay?
Refugee camps, yeah?

I'm taking a late flight
back tomorrow.

I just wanted
to thank you in person.

I know those vaccines
weren't cheap,

but they'll help
a lot of people.

Well, that's what matters.
Oh-ho-ho!

So how's the new job?

Actually, I may be
trading up.

I received a call today
that I'm being considered

for the next Vice Presidency
of the United States.

That is incredible.

I...
When did that start?

Well, actually, it's been
in the works for a while now.

But, yeah.

Whew. Uhh...
(chuckles)

Dad would be proud.

Y-Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, it's a pity he's not here
to share it with us, yeah.

Mm.
Oh, actually,

while we're on the subject,
I was wondering

if I could get
a copy of his autopsy.

I need to update
my family medical history,

and just wanted to be...

It was a myocardial
infarction.

You were there when
the doctors told us.

They don't do autopsies
on simple heart attacks.

Right, guess I'm just
a little curious

why we never paid for one.

It... it's not like
the money was an issue.

I figured you'd wanna know
everything you could about...

He died.

He died. No record was
gonna bring him back.

Anyway, enough about
the past.

Today is...
about celebrating.

And I... and I have this bottle
of Armand de Brignac.

And now I get
to share it with you.

What a surprise.

So...

To new beginnings.

Aren't you gonna
taste it?

I'm not thirsty.

But maybe we could get
a late dinner?

Sure, yeah.
Great, great.

Um... give me a minute.

I should make a call
to my organizer,

let her know
my change in itinerary.

(phone dialing)

It's me.

I think you might be right
about my mom.

She's lying to me,
she's not right.

Um...
I'm gonna do some digging.

I'll let you know if I find
anything that can help.

I'll be in touch.

I think these would make
pretty good shot glasses.

Hey, there she is!
All right.

Great job out there today.

Penguin?

"Ze" penguin for Zapata?

We couldn't destroy the ZIP

and I didn't get
to place a tracker.

Bad job.

Okay, so we did not
quite accomplish

that particular part
of the mission.

That particular part
of the mission was the mission.

We failed.

Madeline and the Dabbur Zann

have live ZIP
and we have no idea where.

Not to mention the fact that
Madeline has Allie now.

I am monitoring Ivy
and Madeline's communications.

Sooner or later,
they're gonna say something

we can use to stop them,
and thanks to you,

we now have an ally
on the inside.

We don't have an ally
on the inside.

We have an ally
in a viper's nest.

Tasha, that's a win.

I just told someone that
their mother is a murderer.

Then I told him
she's been using him.

And now I am doing
the exact same thing.

Whoa, okay, it's not
the exact same thing,

and this is not
your fault, okay?

Mommy dearest dragged
her son into this

when she put him on that plane.

Exactly.
You're giving him a chance

to get on the right side
of things.

This is a good thing.

Then why don't I feel
good about it?

(panting)

Mom!

W... what is this?
What... what are you doing?

It's bad luck not to drink
when someone toasts.

Why did you come
see me this evening?

I... I told you, to thank you
for... for helping me out with...

And why are you suddenly
asking about your father?

Why now?
Why tonight?

'Cause you betrayed me.
No.

You've betrayed your mother.
No!

(Greg on tape)
It's me.

I think you might be right
about my mom.

She's lying to me,
she's not right.

Um...
I'm gonna do some digging.

No. I'll let you know if I
find anything that can help.

Mom...
I'll be in touch.

I can explain.
This is not...

Do you think I'm stupid?

I am the Director
of Federal Law Enforcement.

I have the entire NSA
at my disposal.

I have access to
private computers.

I am monitoring
digital communication,

including all outgoing
cell phone calls

from the New York City
office of the FBI.

Mom...

All I asked was for you
to believe in me.

Was that asking too much?

You've got too much
of your father in you.

I don't know what
you think you know.

But I cannot risk
you damaging

all that I've been
trying to build.

I have come too far.

(sobbing) Mom,
please... No, no, no, no, no.

It'll be okay.
(shushing)

Sweetheart, sweetheart, shh.

You know I love you.
You know I love you.

And you'll always
be my little boy.

(glass syringe clinks)

(gasping)

Who are you?

(whimpers)

(shushing)

You put him some place safe
where no one can find him.

You make it nice.

I don't wanna know where.

(Jane) You've gotta
stop torturing yourself.

I know that Allie
can handle herself.

The longer Madeline has her,

the longer she's away
from Bethany,

the harder that's gonna be.

Here...
So, see that?

When Allie and I
worked together,

we used all the usual
FBI signs...

Hold, move in.

But we had our own signals,
our own code.

And that...
that motion there...

that was code for
the mission is a go.

I think Allie is telling us
to stay the course.

This is so much bigger
than all of us,

and everyone wants us
to stop Madeline.

And we will.

(knocking)

Come in.

The ZIP's been secured
and is en route

to the location.
Good.

We've also gotten
the shipment from Libya,

so... we can proceed.

Everything will go
according to plan.

I heard otherwise.

Nothing that couldn't
be handled.

That's one way
of putting it.

Success requires sacrifice.

I did some more digging
into Allison Knight

and found something I think
you might find interesting.

(scoffs)
Well, well, well, well...

(clicks tongue)

This certainly does
change everything.

(phone buzzing)

Yeah, I saw it too.

No, nothing stops.

You see her hand,
that signal she made?

She's trying to tell us
the mission's still a go.

It's time to send the team
another message.

I hope you're ready.
We're in the end game now.

♪♪

(man)
Greg, move your head.