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So they remotely hacked
the support systems,

causing a power failure
that disengages the security system.

Then they come in hot, grab Rich Dotcom,

and go out even hotter.

All within minutes.

And all with non-lethal ordinance.

- And a machete.
- What?

Who are these people?

I don't care.

But they knew the location,
layout, and wiring

of a facility that was
supposed to be top secret.

Someone gave them the blueprints.

And we need to figure out who.

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Which is why I'm not worried

about people finding us,

I'm worried about AI finding us.

It's our patterns that give us away.

So... to keep our behavior
as unpatterned as possible,

may I present to you...

A chore wheel?

What? You kidding me?

No. No. It is a task randomizer

to inject true unpredictability

into our most essential routines.

- You mean chores.
- "Fill gas."

We have a car now?

No. We have a generator.

If we want to run ops,

our computers need
to be 100% off the grid.

Also, Archie could use
a little art. Tsk.

- Archie?
- That's what he keeps

calling the Bunker.
Please make him stop.

Hey, come on, we are trapped down
here like mole people, okay?

We got stale air, there's no windows.

A little art would liven the place up,
you know?

A nice landscape here.

Some tasteful nudes here.

Oh, big one right there would be nice.

Just make this place
feel more like home.

Can we stop calling this place home?

This place is nobody's home.

And why are we talking about chores?

Why aren't we talking
about the Helios phone?

That has the details
of Madeline's plans.

That could implicate her. Clear us.

Kurt, we all want that phone,

but it's in the worst possible place.

Forget getting into the FBI building.

We can't even risk stepping
foot on U.S. soil right now.

Weitz! He can get it.

- No.
- Why?

There's no way. That snake sold me out!

Do you not remember he's the reason

you had to break me out of a blacksite?

His call about the drone strike

is also the reason
we're still alive right now.

Rich isn't wrong.
Just because Weitz helped us once

doesn't mean we can
trust him to do it again.

This trust debate's moot if
we can't talk to him securely.

Patterson?

I mean, it's not gonna be easy.

Considering that Madeline
is watching his every move.

Okay, well, then
that's our first priority.

We figure out a way to talk to Weitz.

We need to look him in the
eye and decide for ourselves

which side he's on.

I'm gonna go on record and say
I think this is a huge mistake!

Hey.

You made the right call.

What if we can't talk to him?

Or trust him?

Or if the phone's already been found?

If this mission fails...

It won't. It can't.

Bethany's birthday's coming up soon.

How many more am I gonna miss...

before I become just a
faded memory to her?

She's never gonna forget you.

That phone is the key to
getting our lives back.

This has to work.

It will... work.

Thank you all for coming.

Now if you will please
take up your cell phones

and place them on the table.

Sorry, I got swept up in
a random phone check.

In case you haven't heard,
I'm expected on a flight

to Helsinki for the World
Collaboration Forum.

I'm giving a speech.
It's kind of a big deal.

And, in case you hadn't heard,

the F.B.I., under your leadership,

has become quite leaky.

So henceforth,
anyone wishing to work here

will have to abide by
new transparency rules.

All cell phones will have
tracking software installed.

All employees must submit

to random and frequent searches.

All passwords to personal
email and social media

must be surrendered.

Director Weitz, if you will please

hand your phone to Ms. Sands.

Just so I, um...

You're worried that I,

the Director of the F.B.I., am a leak?

Of course not.

I just expect you to lead by example.

A fun fact:

The speech I'm expected to give

is about American law enforcement's role

as champion for
freedom across the globe.

Ironic, isn't it?

Mm.

Weitz is gonna be in Finland

for the World Collaboration
Forum tomorrow.

Great! Okay, so Jane and I,
we can go to that.

We can talk to him in person.

Look him in the eye. It's perfect.

This forum, it's for heads of state,

billionaire philanthropists, Bono.

A lot of cameras, a lot of press,
and even more security.

We can't just wait for Weitz

to make a second trip to our backyard.

- Oh, my God.
- What is it?

Sho Ahktar is dead.

Killed right after he helped us?

I'm gonna say that's not a coincidence.

Hey, come on, a lot of people
wanted Sho dead

for a lot of reasons.

His hand was cut off.

Oh, yeah, that's definitely about us.

Madeline is sending us a message.

She wanted us to
know that she found Sho.

- And that we're next.
- We're being hunted...

and the hunter is very, very good.

Hey, pst-pst!

If you're here to warn
me about the phone check,

you're too late.

Come here.

What?

All right...

Wait, you think maintenance
is spying on us now?

I don't know what my thoughts think.

They're not looking for leaks,
they're looking for us.

And we need help... We can't be doing

this resistance thing alone.

What about Briana?

She used to worship Weller's team.

Madeline seems to trust her.

Yeah, that's a big no for me.

What? Well, I thought
you guys were BFFs.

You killed it at karaoke
at the Christmas party.

Well, there's something off
about her now.

It's like Madeline's
burrowed into her head.

Look, when it comes to the resistance,

we are on our own.

Actually, for the next 48 hours,
you're on your own.

I got a pretty big speech to give.

Hold down the fort.

Okay, just so we're clear

on what exactly transpired,
Sho was not arrested,

he was not killed
trying to evade capture.

He was assassinated. In cold blood.

Now, if any of
Madeline's cohorts find us,

there will be no trial,

there will be no right to remain silent.

There will be no "Law & Order"
khung-khung sound.

We get it.

Any idea how they found him?

No, but considering how careful
Sho is, was,

we have to rethink... everything.

Yeah, no method of
communication can be used twice,

no unnecessary chatter, and even things

we thought were safe
aren't safe anymore.

We're in full-on
"burn after reading" territory.

There's zero room for error in Helsinki.

I'm sorry, we're still going to Helsinki

into that security nightmare

to talk to a piece of human garbage

after finding out that Madeline
has magical team-hunting powers?

Yes. We're still going.

- Okay.
- So...

Can you get Jane and me
on that guest list?

Tried. It's locked up pretty tight.

If only one of us knew someone

who got invited every year.

No! He always declines.

- He still gets invited.
- Who are you talking about?

A civilian who should
not be involved in this.

A civilian named...

Ha! You call that a thrust maneuver?

I could beat you with an N1-L3!

Heh.

The N1-L3 was the Soviet-era rocket

that was gonna compete
with the Saturn V,

take Soviet cosmonauts to the moon.

Korolev died,
the whole program fell apart.

Hey, where'd you go?

All right, now, the chat can't
go any longer than 30 seconds

or else the game
servers will log the call.

And we do not want that.

Ready?

Go.

Dad, it's me.

- Kiddo?
- Please listen carefully.

When I was five, you told me
to say the word "exosphere"

if I was ever in trouble,
so I'm saying it now: exosphere.

This is a one-time communication,

and we only have 30 seconds,
and I really need your help.

Uh, sure, anything you want.

I hid instructions in a
loot box orbiting Proxima B,

and only your plasma
cannon can blast it open.

Proxima B.

I'm headed there right now.

Where are you? Are you okay?

I'm... I'm doing okay,
but I'm gonna be even better

if you get to that loot box.

Are you healthy? Are you hurt?

Are you flossing?

I'm sorry, Dad, I have to go.

I miss you! I love...

I love you, too, Dad.

Are you okay?

No.

Here we go.

- What are these?
- Cell phones are too trackable,

and standard comms
are too interceptable.

Yeah, so Rich and I cooked up
these "black ops comms."

Analog-digital hybrid,
transmutable frequencies,

multi-spectrum encoding.

So you guys can keep in
touch with each other

and with us back here.

Oh, and also,
if they fall into the wrong hands,

they can't be traced back

to our little Ninja Turtle lair here.

You don't want it?

We're not gonna get many chances

to see our loved ones right now.

I'm not going to Helsinki.

You are.

Synced & corrected by QueenMaddie
www.addic7ed.com

Thank you, and I look forward

to your prompt review
of this matter, Mr. President.

Signed, Madeline Burke,

Director of Federal Law Enforcement,
dictated, not read.

Briana...

I understand that you
applied for field work.

Only to be rejected.

Yeah, um... that was a while ago.

I've made peace with it.

What if I told you I could
reverse that decision.

- You could do that?
- Depends.

I have my own bit of field work here.

Consider it a test to
see if you're ready.

It's a list of personnel
who may be helping

the rogue F.B.I. agents.

Watch them and report
back anything suspicious.

You want me to spy on
my friends and coworkers?

Let's face it, Briana, you...

you don't have many friends here.

Please don't make me do this.

Please don't make me bring
your parents into this.

What? You thought that deal

was just between you and Dominic?

I wonder where your parents are now.

Are they in their house on Long Island?

Are they with your sister
and her kids upstate?

Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk.

Start with Afreen, I want to know
everything she's up to.

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Dr. Nye.

My very, very dear coworker

at the Planetary Society,
whom I see every day.

Dr. Parkin. So glad
you made it here safely.

And, uh, it's good to see you as well,

Dr. Roher.

Likewise, Bill. Likewise.

Just relax.

It's a very easy mission.

We just need to get into
the same room as Weitz.

I already hacked into security

and changed your RSVP.

And once they scan our fake IDs,

Rich has a system put into place

that'll intercept
the verification attempt

and return a positive result.

Breathe... all you have to do

is walk into a building, Dad.

Shall we?

We got comms yet?

Not until they get through security.

Man, Kurt really looks good in a hat.

What just happened?

Rich, if your system's down
when they swipe their IDs...

They'll see that Patterson and Weller
aren't who they say they are.

Oh! I'm on it! I'm on it!

Uh, you know, it could be a short.

Oh, it could be a faulty cable.

Did you refuel the generator
like you were supposed to?

Chore Wheel!

Does Rich seem
a little off to you today?

He's certainly not himself,
that's for sure.

Oh, God, come on.

Come on.

Whew.

We got 'em.

All right. See?

Hardest part is done.
No one broke a sweat.

So... what happened to your hand?

Oh, your mother wanted me to...

It's a long story.

What's the other thing
you wanted me to do here?

Um...

Okay, uh... ahem!

We need you to tell Weitz...

to go to the east wing dressing room.

- Okay.
- That's it.

Just say that... and go.

Oh, like that won't be weird.

Yeah, and...

if you have any problems...

just let us know.

I, uh, I have something for you, too.

It's a voice recording.

Things I wanted to say...

in case we didn't see
each other for a while.

What, is that too sappy?

No.

Great minds, Dad.

Thanks, kiddo.

East wing dressing room.

I'm here to tell you
that America's still

a shining beacon on a shining hill,

and a guiding force of
truth and justice and...

Buh... Bill Nye!

Hello. What... What...

Go to the east wing dressing room.

What?

Go to the east wing dressing room.

I'm gonna take a rain check, buddy.

I'm flattered, though.

There's some friends that
want to speak with you.

They're here?

Oh, boy, um... Okay,
if we're talking about

who I think we're talking about,

then you need to get out of here before

- my security detail sees me.
- Hey!

Is there a problem here?

No, no, I was just leaving.

Pat him down.

Hey, man, it's... it's Bill Nye.

What were you two talking about?

Science.

You know who that is?

What's this?

It's an external pacemaker.
He's got a bad heart.

- Very, uh, very arrhythmic.
- Yeah.

You expect me to believe
this is a, uh, hearing aid?

What?

Lock him down till we
know why he's really here.

What he said to Weitz and
who might be with him.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

They got my dad.

Hey, hey, hey, take it easy.

You want... you want
to know what that is,

what that really is?

That's a recording device,

and that's an audio monitor.

And take a look at this tie.

Yeah, this bowtie has
a hidden camera in it.

You gave him a hidden camera?

- No!
- What the hell is he doing?

And I'm recording

this whole sham of a forum!

You... politicians and philanthropists

and so-called self-described
"thought leaders"

fly here in your swamp
creature-powered private jets,

but you're ignoring the world's
most important problem.

Climate change!

The world's on freakin' fire,

and you're all here comparing the...

sizes of your endowments!

Yeah, so you're gonna
arrest a scientist.

Wait'll you see that in the headlines.

Okay, everyone,
let's give Dr. Nye some space.

My forum, my decision

what happens to our very special guest.

Please... come to my office.

Let's talk about how
we can better address

- certain, uh, issues.
- Uh, thank you.

Yeah, if you want to affect change,

you gotta do more than
talk about it, people!

No more private planes.

Good job, Dad.

- Come here!
- Okay, okay.

Don't move, don't move.

Good to see you, too, Kurt.

Okay, no bugs.

How did you get a speech here anyway?

I'm very respected in my field!

The question is,
what are you two doing here?

You know how dangerous it is
for you to be in this building

protected by nothing but a wig and...

whatever's going on with this situation?

It's worth it to see if
you can be trusted.

Why, you don't know if you can trust me

after all the things I've done for you?

Weller, Patterson.

No unusual security activity.

It looks like Weitz kept
this meeting to himself.

That's a good sign.

But we need more. Dig deeper.

That blackbird tattoo in Times Square.

- That was you?
- No, I wish.

That was some next-level resisting.

I'm more of a, uh,
"change hearts and minds

from the inside" type of guy.

Whose heart and mind did you change

when you sent Rich to a blacksite?

Okay, I know that looks bad.

- Mm-hmm.
- And is bad.

I didn't know they were
gonna send him there.

Really, I just thought
they were gonna put him

in a holding cell for a couple of hours

until we, you know, did the usual thing,

when we save the day at the last minute.

When I think about
where they took Rich...

and what the CIA
must have done to him...

and that I put him there.

He didn't deserve that. That's on me.

You gotta tell him,
please, that I am sorry.

What do you think?

The guy's a politician.

He gets paid to make people
believe whatever he says.

Kurt, Patterson...

go with your gut.

Rich hid Dominic's phone
before the CIA took him.

We need you... to retrieve it.

If I can crack its encryption,
it could be the one thing

to take down Madeline and
put her back in prison.

And clear our names.

I know things must
have been rough for you,

but they're not exactly
a picnic for me, either.

Madeline is running the F.B.I.

like it's Orwell Night at Comic-Con.

She's like Vader if every scene was...

Okay, okay, we get it. Madeline is bad.

We know this.

I'm just saying she is up to something,

and whatever it is, it's something big.

She just brought in an
army of private contractors

headed up by some mysterious
woman named Ivy Sands.

Tasha, can you look
into this Ivy person?

On it!

I got two of her mercs with me right now

as my "security detail"...
Let me tell you something,

they don't make me feel very secure.

So if this phone leads to
Madeline getting brought down,

then I want it just as bad as you do.

Where is it?

A vent in the sub-basement.

S... Did you say a vent?

Why? Is that a problem?

There's an HVAC crew

cleaning out all the duct work
in the building this week.

They're doing it right now.

If I wait till I get back, then
they'll have swept up the phone.

You're the head of the F.B.I.

Why don't you just cancel
the maintenance work?

Just a quick call from Helsinki

to micromanage the duct work.

Madeline won't find
that suspicious at all.

Oh, oh, ooh, but...

there is somebody that we can trust.

Somebody whose hearts and
minds I have already gotten to.

It... It's still early
morning in New York.

If she takes a cab to work,

we can hijack the screen in the back.

She walks to the office.
Uh, think. What do we...

What do we know about Afreen's habits?

Uh, she's good...
well, pretty good at karaoke.

She's a coffee drinker.

See, this is what happens
when you get all cliquey

at the office, and then you don't get
to know your coworkers,

and then it bites you in the ass one day

when you're a fugitive from justice,

and the only thing you know
about them is they drink coffee.

Well... hold on. That might be useful.

I mean, I don't see how.

On her way into work,

I know that she has a mobile order

waiting for her at her favorite place.

A mobile order? As in
something I can hack?

Ah, what is the name
of that place? Um...

It's like a bad coffee pun.

Uh, Espresso Yourself, Mug Shots.

Uh, Java the Hut?

Chai Me a River? Ooh, What Sumatra You?

Father of the Grind.

Yes, yes, yes, that's the one!

So you're gonna hack a cup of coffee?

Sort of... they put a QR code

on every print-to-order label.

I'm gonna change the code,
and then when Afreen scans it,

she'll be directed to a secure FTP site

with instructions on what to do next.

And she's gonna scan it because...

Because of something David
once did to get my attention.

Let me help you with these.

Oh, uh, it's okay.

- Thank you.
- My pleasure.

So, Director Weiss has been spending

a lot of time in the lab nowadays.

Must be annoying having him

always looking over
your shoulder like that.

Oh, I don't...

I think he's there the...

normal amount.

- Everything okay?
- Peachy.

Okay.

Heads up, Kurt.

Exiting through the main
entrance is a no-go.

Too many cameras.

Get to the basement and we will
redirect you to another exit.

Copy, we're heading down there now.

Kurt? Patterson?

- Rich...
- I swear.

It was not me this time.

- Some kind of interference.
- Yeah, what she said.

I'm gonna try to change the frequencies.

Jane, Tasha, we're in the basement.

Where to now?

Jane... Tasha...

Comms are down.

My dad.

Hey... Patterson...
he's going to be fine.

What if the last time we saw him

is the last time I see him?

It won't be.

All of us are going to get to see

our loved ones again, very soon.

I promise you. Once Afreen gets...

What was one Weitz's
bodyguards doing down here?

Do you think Weitz ratted us out?

No.

He said his bodyguards
were in Madeline's pocket.

But the fact they're just
roaming the basement...

Doing something other
than guarding his body.

He came out of here.

Nothing.

No...

What about that?

Okay.

Kurt, Patterson, can you hear me?

- Loud and clear.
- Good.

Let's get you to an exit.

Yeah, let's hit the snooze
button on that

for just a second.

Why?

'Cause we just found a bomb.

A bomb?

Where? What's the target?

It's truly an honor

to be addressing all you
wonderful people here today.

There's no place I'd rather be

than standing right here.

There's enough C4 here
to blow up most of the stage.

That Weitz is currently standing on.

His own security detail
is trying to kill him?

Yeah, see, his own bodyguards
don't even like him.

If Madeline wanted to kill Weitz,
he'd already be dead.

It's much easier to do in New York,

where she can control the crime scene.

He's not the target.

It's someone else
who'll be on that stage.

Weitz was a Trojan Horse

that helped the assassins
get into the building,

just like Bill helped you guys get in.

That explains how
he got the speaking slot.

Madeline pulled some strings.

Okay.

This remote detonator

explains the interference
we were experiencing.

It's designed to toggle between
the least-used frequencies,

just like our comms.

What's the range of the detonator?

Up to 50 meters. Maybe less,

depending on walls and whatnot.

You stay here, try and defuse that.

I'll head up,
try and find the trigger man.

- Okay.
- Good luck.

Okay, Rich, Zapata, try and
figure out who the real target is.

- You got it.
- As long as Weitz

keeps talking, we can keep
the real target off the stage.

And the bomb from going off.

But how do we keep Weitz talking?

Never thought I'd say that.

Let me take care of it.

... earn back that trust.

So, in conclusion,

if there is one thing to take away
from my speech here today,

it's that transparency
is the key to trust.

Because without trust...

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Y...

You've got nothing.

And the st... th... And the... the...

If you're gonna take away
two things from my speech...

be... because there is
definitely more than one thing...

- it is...
- Okay.

- I got eyes on the auditorium.
- And the second thing...

Oh, this is interesting.

What's interesting?

All of the critical components

are protected behind
a glass tamper shield.

So what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna tamper with it.

Just heard from my people in Helsinki.

Everything's going according to plan.

Le crétin utile.

- "Useful idiot."
- Look, let's be real,

82 games is too many games.

You know, forcing teams

to rest their best
players down the stretch.

And it devalues the
experience for the fans.

What the hell is he talking about?

Why is he still talking at all?

... playing if not for the fans?

Briana.

Uh, so glad to see you.

Rich used to hang out in here.

Really? I-I was...

What did you find?

- Just walk away, Briana.
- It's not an option for me.

You can still make the right choice.

You don't have to be Madeline's lap dog.

You don't understand.

Madeline's threatened to
hurt my parents or worse

if I don't follow her orders.

What do you think
she'll do to me if you do?

Ever hear of the Bombay riots?

Hundreds were killed.

Hindu nationalists got
their hands on records

of homes and businesses owned by Muslims

and burned them all to the ground.

My family's was one of them.

We barely made it out alive.

I was two.

How do you think they got those records?

Someone in the local
government helped them.

Someone like you.

- My parents are...
- Your parents, me, you.

None of us are safe
unless Madeline goes down.

So please...

for the sake of the F.B.I.
and for everyone you love...

forget you saw me here.

I can't.

Madeline has a target on your back.

A big one.

Whatever you found in here,

you're not gonna get far
with it in this building.

Let me help you.

Huh.

There's sealant lining
the edge of this glass.

Oh, no.

I don't like the sound of the "oh no."

The tamper shield is pressurized.

If air gets released,
the bomb goes boom,

and the only thing
holding this seal tight

are my hands right now.

Quick, can you look up the
adhesion strength of epoxy?

On it.

Ugh!

Stop what you're doing...

and get down from there.

- Right now.
- I can't.

If I do that, we both die.

If I move my hands, this bomb goes off.

If you shoot me, the bomb goes off.

If you make me angry
or scared or rattled,

I drop this piece of glass,
and the bomb goes off.

Since neither of us
wants that to happen,

I suggest you lower your gun
and help me find that screw.

That's the difference
between you and me. I'm...

- Dad?
- Yeah, sorry! I would...

would have gotten here sooner but...
they took my comms...

I'm sure that's a really
great story, but my arms

are getting tired and I
could use a little help.

Whoa, whoa. Oh. Oh, wow.

- It's a pressure vessel.
- Yeah.

I'm not trying to be an all-star.

They're the all-stars.

I would vote for them!

And those "I'm not a robot"
tests that you gotta do,

where you, there's the grid,
and you're like, how...

Click on the ones with the
busses in the... you know.

Those are a lie.

They're just checking to see
how you move your mouse

so they can mine that information to...

to help program their
self-driving robocars.

The projection booth is within range.

It does have a good vantage point.

Check it out, but hurry.

Weitz isn't exactly
inspiring the audience.

We're the unpaid workers,

and there's a word for unpaid workers.

It's slave.

How are things going, Patterson?

Ask me again in two minutes.

We got something.

Okay, looks like Weitz was only added

as a speaker a week ago.

Along with one other last-minute
addition: Susan Shah.

Shah is one of the
president's top advisers

and has been a very vocal,

very public critic of Madeline's.

She also keeps a notoriously
private schedule,

making this a rare
opportunity to pre-plan ahead.

Plus, she's the next speaker.
Do I really have to keep talking?

Okay, Kurt, we think
we know who the target is.

This isn't a popular opinion,

but some people, they want creamy,

some people want chunky,
but I tell ya...

It worked... the pressure sensor

thinks the glass is still in place.

Now we just need to
deactivate the detonator.

Yeah, okay. But before we can do that,

we need to somehow re-route
the detonator's power draw.

I mean, if we're off
by even a milliamp...

Dad, go.

You don't need to be here for this.

Oh, what, and let you have all the fun?

Besides, if you get
blown up and I don't,

what am I gonna say to your mother?

Now, this is my chance
to feel the thrill

of cutting the red wire

with just one second left on the timer.

Yeah, there's no timer.

This is a bomb that was designed

to basically blow up if
we touch any part of it.

So let's not touch it.

You said the detonator

was interfering with your comms earlier.

Yes, and that knife cuts both ways.

Overpower your comms across
a wide spectrum and...

The detonator will be virtually cut off

from the trigger...
Rich, did you get that?

Of course I got it!
You two are my new favorite podcast.

I'm just saying, I get the criticism,

but, like, on the other hand,

I just like Nutella.

And that's what my America
is all about. It's about choice!

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Matthew Weitz!

No, no, no! Hold on, hold on.
I'm just gonna...

Just give me, give me, give me
one second, just give me one second,

I'm just gonna tie up a few...
a few, uh, loose...

Okay, jamming comms... now!

What does that mean?

It means there's an open
loop somewhere in the code,

and the comms aren't
taking to the programming.

- Rich, get it together.
- I got it.

No, wait.

- Okay, there.
- Did it work?

Just let me... just let me...
It's gonna be a great ending.

You're gonna say wow.
You're gonna say...

You're gonna say wow.
Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Please go. Just...

Yah!

Agh!

Agh!

Uhh!

You might not be aware of it.

There was an incident here today.

One that's really got me worried.

About climate change.

You need to leave through the
front door while you still can.

What do you mean, while I still can?

We made a little more
noise here than expected.

So if they figure out
we're here, Bill...

They'll come looking for you,

arrest you, or... or worse.

Or worse?
I don't like the sound of that.

I'm so sorry I brought you into this.

Oh, I'm not. You're my daughter.
I'd do anything for you.

Look, Bill, just... just lay low.

All right? Stay in Europe.

Yeah, if you need any money...

Oh, no, no. One of the perks of being

an internationally-renowned science guy

is I know people that owe me favors.

Plus, I've got... some Bitcoin
stashed away.

Let's go.

Ohh.

I love you, Dad.

I love you, William.

Dad... please, you know
I hate being called that.

Why? It's your name. I love that name.

You got your last name from your mother,

and your first name from me.

You want me to call you
by your space camp name?

You wouldn't.

You two... we gotta wrap this up.

- Okay, kiddo.
- Bye.

So...

- What's your space camp name?
- Don't.

The bomb didn't even go off!

Because two members of
that rogue F.B.I. team showed up.

A team I hired you to catch!

Exactly. You want to insist

on running extracurricular
activities with my personnel,

in addition to hunting down this team...

then we need to renegotiate
the terms of our contract.

We renegotiate when
I see better results.

My best players are in the penalty box.

You want better results?

Get them out.

That's all I'm asking.

These people are in
prison for capital crimes.

I cannot get them released.

You don't have to.

Just get them transferred.

We'll handle the rest.

Any word from Kurt or Patterson?

Comms are still down.

What about Afreen?

- She start the upload yet?
- There's no activity on the FTP site.

And you're sure you set it up correctly?

I'll check again.

Uh, guys... Afreen started the upload.

Look at that beautiful progress bar.

I've been looking for you everywhere.

Madeline wanted me to do
some investigating for her.

Is that you're doing?

Investigating?

- Come with me.
- Just a second.

I wasn't asking.

What happened?

We just lost the upload.

And possibly the entire mission.

Hey, all right, there you go.

Whew! Pretty close call there, huh?

Closer than it had to be.
I apologize for that.

Oh. That's good. Everybody's hugging.

- _
- What?

They're blaming us?

Could have been worse.

If you weren't there,
it wouldn't be a "failed attack."

Oh, and the actual trigger man
is being called a hero.

Wait, I think I've seen
that face before.

Call me crazy, but I think
he might be Dabbur Zann.

So Madeline has joined forces

with a multinational terrorist group?

Oh, great, so she's even
more terrifying now.

What the hell is she up to?

Well, hopefully that phone will tell us.

Has the data come in yet?

- Uh... it's...
- What happened?

The transmission was interrupted.

And then we had to abort
the entire connection

because someone was using
it to pinpoint our location.

Probably Ivy trying to track us

the same way she tracked down Sho.

We had to burn everything.

We need to look at this phone
as if it's a dead end.

No... we don't.

Afreen could still be
trying to get it to us.

We need that phone.

Reopen the connection,
try to find the data.

No, Kurt, that's exactly
what they want us to do...

That phone is not a dead end!

It can't be.

Hey.

Did you get the message?

I did... and now
I'm worried about Briana.

Because she might be onto us?

No, because I gave her
the phone to help us.

And she's disappeared.

So you're worried that she betrayed us?

I'm worried she was caught with it.

Either way, she's in trouble.

Or we are.

Kurt...

I know what you're gonna say.

That I put too much
hope into that phone...

to get us our lives back.

And that I have to
accept this place as...

our home for now.

Maybe forever.

No... not forever.

Yeah, we might never be F.B.I. again.

And... we may need to
search for many new homes.

But this is far from over.

We will stop Madeline.

And you will see Bethany again.

I promise.

- For me?
- It's for Archie.

Consider it a start.

Your mistakes today...

your reaction to Weitz's name,

your need to make this place
feel less like a prison.

It's all connected.

You spent two months
locked up at a blacksite.

I'm willing to guess
there's a part of you

that still feels trapped there.

I'm fine.

Really, just had a... rough day.

Look, I know I'm not the best person

to be doling out advice here.

I'm just as messed up as anyone.

But... if you need someone to talk to...

I'm here.

Thanks for the poster.

In 1967,

American anthropologist Renato Rosaldo

was living amongst a
tribe of headhunters

in a Philippine rainforest,

when he encountered a tribal
word he couldn't translate.

The word was "liget,"

and it appeared to be
a singular emotion

unlike any in the English language.

The villagers felt "liget"
when they thought of a loved one

they missed terribly.

But it was more than longing,
more than heartache.

For as much as liget may
seem like a feeling of loss,

it's also a call to action.

The tribe said it electrified them,

drove them to battle.

The anthropologist had a hard time

describing this complex
emotion to others, though.

Until he lost the love of his life.

Suddenly, the words found him.

When I think about you,

I feel your absence.

I feel angry. I feel sad.

I feel a voltage running
through my veins,

propelling me to do something,
anything, to make things right.

I feel... liget.

Now let's talk about what you should be

eating while you're on the run.

There's a lot of bad
dietary info out there,

but if we look at the science...

You know what? I just remembered.
I'm sorry, I gotta get off.

You're coming with us.

Well, this is gonna have to wait

because I'm late for a meeting, so...

I wasn't asking.