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I thought you liked
chilaquiles. Too spicy?

I... I don't have an appetite.

We need to talk about what
happened in Mexico City.

Look, I saw the ring, so...

... were you really gonna
ask me to marry you?

Yes.

I made the ring myself.

For you.

I brought it to Mexico City so that

we could find a private place somewhere

on a beach or a bridge or a cliff.

Then I ended up having to use it

to cut a hole in a glass window

to avoid being buried alive by
falling chunks of skyscraper.

Thanks, Murdoc. I know
it's not the story

that you want to tell your kids,

- but at the same time...
- Kids?

- I mean, we haven't even talked about marriage yet.
- Well... That's...

not what I...

I wanted it to be a surprise.

But you don't go from
barely dating to engaged

without even, like, a hint of...

Barely dating?

I thought we were in a good place.

No, we are.

We're in such a good place.

But... come on, marriage?

Okay.

Look, after Codex...

I just didn't want to lose you, too.

So call it fear,

- or foolishness...
- Look, I was engaged before.

Uh... what?

To... to who?

Um, to someone in my unit.

What happened?

Uh...

It's Matty.

- We got to go.
- I mean... Yeah.

Uh, but-but you just told me
that you were engaged before,

so there's definitely a part two
to this conversation. Right?

Yeah.

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The press has dubbed
the upcoming nuptials

of Princess Rani Kumari

and the British prime minster's
son Oliver Hughes

"RaOliver's Rockin' Wedding".

Ever since Oliver proposed

on the Tower Bridge,
these two have become

social media's new it couple.

Their star-studded guest list

has garnered some unwanted attention

in the form of threats.

What kind of threats?

Bomb, hostage, death threats.

But our good friends at Interpol

and MI6 say some of these
threats could be credible.

As a result, there should
be heightened security

at the wedding, but the
king of Bikaner is insisting

that only his royal guard
be entrusted with the task.

I don't understand. It only makes sense

to bring in additional
security. Am I wrong?

His pride won't allow it.

Especially since the moment
Rani says "I do",

she becomes queen of Bikaner.

King Sunil doesn't
want to appear weak...

as if he can't protect his own daughter.

Not only will Rani be given
the keys to the kingdom,

but she will also take over the family's

rather lucrative mineral business.

And contrary to her father's
isolationist policies,

Rani's gone on record as saying that

she will open Bikaner's zinc
supplies to the global market,

creating an international trade mecca.

Wakanda Forever.

Yeah. Yes.

Rani's rather forward-thinking.

Extremist groups in Bikaner

oppose opening trade with the West,

fearing a new form of neocolonialism.

And a few outspoken
critics in Great Britain

have also scrutinized
Oliver's choice in a bride,

saying that she doesn't
exactly "fit the mold".

Sounds like the same B.S.

they gave Meghan Markle
for marrying Prince Harry.

And so with criticism on both sides,

Rani, Oliver, and the prime minister

could all be facing very serious danger.

Which is why we've been
asked by our key allies

to make sure that these nuptials
go off without a hitch.

Yes. Only glitch is that, um,

the wedding is by invite only.

Oh. Well, give me a
second. I can fix that.

So...

who's going on the op?

Given the intel, it has
to be Desi, Russ,

and you, Blondie.

Okay.

Ah.

Backfilled I.D.s.

Full control over your identities.

You don't need backfills, okay?

You're all going in as
high-profile civilians.

Getting a plus-three to the wedding

of the century was a nonstarter.

So I found three invitees

with the least amount of connections.

All RSVPed "no",

but with a few keyboard strokes,

they had a sudden change of heart.

Desi, you're going as Tien Ly,

heiress to the Ly Hotel empire.

Mac, meet Prince Willem,

Count of Bardi,

extended member of
the Dutch royal family.

- You speak Dutch?
- Yeah.

Right. And, Russ,

- you'll be Lord Dougal MacTavish.
- Ah!

- Love a good Scotch.
- 30 years sober spokesperson

for the often-ignored
Temperance Movement.

Right. I would like to exercise

my owner veto here.

That's not a thing.

All right.

Sending you all the dossiers now.

Study up.

You'll be rubbing elbows with
some of the world's elite.

Hey, Matty, uh, I was just gonna say

if we divide and conquer the recon,

I can send you the vendor
photos from the cocktail hour.

Send them to Bozer.

He'll be running the op.

Hang on a second, Matty.

Um, why the, uh, why the
sudden change in plan?

I just got an urgent lead
on the nano-trackers.

Riley found research
of other blood samples

from the protest and
throughout Banja Luka.

This number, 48114,

is singular to the region.

So President Petrovic must
have ordered his scientists

to develop more nano-trackers

to sell to other countries
monitoring dissidents.

That's what I thought.

Until I spoke with my contacts

in the Republika Srpska government,

who confirmed that this tech
was not created in-country

and was only given as a trial run.

Given?

- By whom?
- Well, that's the million dollar question

that only members of
Petrovic's inner circle

- can answer.
- So let's go pay them a visit.

We aren't doing anything.

I need you all focused on that wedding.

Right.

I cancelled all your meetings.

Good. Ever since Petrovic resigned,

the rats are jumping ship.

We need to see which of
these lackeys will flip

so we can find the broker

and get this nano-tech
out of Mac and Riley.

Let's do this.

Given the cult of personality,

that's not going to be easy.

You didn't mention it's
President Handshakes.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

Petrovic... it's a nickname

he was given online a few years ago

from the super aggro way

he shakes everyone's hands.

Check it out once this is all over.

Actually, Parker, I'd like to
see that footage right now.

I'll get techs right on it.

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Is that a mango Cosmo?

No, it's a mango lassi Bellini.

You're such a lightweight.

Mac, Desi... looks like
Russ got the short stick

and was randomly
selected for a pat-down.

Well, I hope his cover sticks.

I'm pretty sure Russ Taylor
can talk himself

out of any situation.

You... look stunning, by the way.

Thank you.

Kinda digging your outfit,
too, Prince Willem.

Oh, just, uh...

Our covers are intact.

We are officially in.

Perfect.

Russ Taylor?

Ah.

Sofia.

All right. So... Camel polo? What?

Wow, and then tea with the
prime minister, pinkies up.

And then a baraat.

What's a baraat?

Well, it says here it's a parade

where the groom rides
in on a white horse

- or an elephant.
- Doubt it'll be the latter.

- Why do you say that?
- Well, Princess Rani's charity

raises money to protect
endangered Asian elephants.

Oh...

Speaking of the elephant in the room...

I don't mean to pry about your ex,

but you being engaged before,
it's-it's kind of a big deal.

Yeah, I know. But
it's a long story, Mac.

I mean, we have the whole
weekend to talk about it.

Might as well get it out of the way.

And I just want to make sure
that I don't make the same mistake.

Whatever he did to make you break off...

He didn't do anything.

He died.

I'm sorry, Des. I...

Well, now you know.

So can we please just give it a rest?

Yes, I do believe it's been some time

since quarantine.

Lord Dougal MacTavish?

What is the owner of a think tank doing

parading around as the head
of the Temperance Movement?

Well, if I told you,
I'd have to kill you

and I don't want to commit murder.

Except maybe that chap.
What on earth has he got on?

Look at the size of his crest.

It's absolutely enormous. Must be trying

- to overcompensate.
- Russ, if I didn't know you better,

- I'd say...
- It's Dougal.

Dougal, Dougal, Dougal the
entire weekend, all right?

And what if I don't play
along, Lord MacTavish?

Oh, I do rather like the sound of that.

- Is that why you snuck off? Left me...
- Darling.

Been looking all over for you.

I was just, uh, catching
up with an old friend.

Let me introduce you.

This is Rudolf Von Stupensen,

the Vice Count of Austria.

And, Rudy, may I present...

Lord Dougal MacTavish.

Okay.

Okay, give me just a second.

Getting a live feed now.

A few have stints in prison
for minor crimes.

No red flags.

Copy that.

I may need backup at the courtyard.

Abort.

What does it say about me if I think

a silver domed plate has a gun under it,

not delicious rice?

It says that you're good at your job.

- Mm.
- Hi.

My fault. I'm in the way.

It's just so good fresh.

The Pithi ceremony is amazing,

but if I don't get something
in my stomach

before I get my face
rubbed with turmeric paste

for an hour, I may faint.

Well, it's your wedding.

I'm sure you could push it back an hour.

I have no say in the matter.

Just like I had little say
in the guest list, so...

Are you here to get on my dad's
or Oliver's dad's good side?

Well, getting on your good side
wouldn't be such a bad idea.

I'm Rani.

- Tien Ly.
- Ah, the hotel empire.

Can I offer you and Oliver a stay

at any of our royalty suites
for your honeymoon?

Security's already planned it for us.

Hey, Ran, I've been looking
everywhere for you.

I can't make the Pithi.

Doing a helicopter tour. Have fun.

No worries, Elise. Have fun.

My fiancé's ex-girlfriend.

I've got to go. Wedding
machine never stops.

But it was really nice to meet you.

- You, too.
- Bye.

Established contact with the princess.

Super nice, by the way.

Do you mind if I just
borrow the lassie there

for a wee minute there?

I'll catch up.

So, did you tell him about us?

There's no "us".

Well, I think April of last
year would beg to differ.

It was a special circumstance.

People did a lot of strange
things in quarantine.

Strange, was it?

Is that why you left

without so much as a
"Fare thee well", hmm?

Desi, Taylor, get to the loading dock.

Someone's trying to kidnap the princess.

It's one of the flower vendors.

Hands up.

You're under arrest for
the attempted kidnapping

of Princess Rani.

As head of the royal guard,

the Bikaner government
agrees that your punishment

lies in my hands.

Call Wilt Bozer at
the Phoenix Foundation.

We had nothing to do with
Rani's attempted kidnapping.

The optics say otherwise.

You would be conducting a very public

princess hunt right now without us.

How about a thank-you?

Nitesh, let them go.

They saved me.

All due respect, they're
trespassing imposters.

You are mistaken. This is Tien Ly.

Actually, my name is Desi Nguyen.

This is Russ Taylor and Angus MacGyver.

We're here as extra security.

As a favor to our
friends at MI6 and Interpol.

In case anything like this happened.

I'm sorry I lied to you,
but we were undercover.

Lucky me, I guess.

Nitesh, uncuff them now.

I'm Rani's guardian

and the king's top advisor.

We owe you a debt of gratitude.

Anything you need, please let us know.

Well, we would like to run
the background checks

on the vendors ourselves,

and we'll need a complete
list to do that.

Absolutely. Did you hear him?

Your partner told us everything.

Corroborate the name and
location of your boss,

and you'll see daylight
again before you turn 90.

Cut the A/C.

We'll be back in a few very hot hours.

How'd it go?

Oh, he's one of those "die
before they talk" types.

Not a fan. Any progress here?

Mr. Head of the Royal
Guard himself, Nitesh,

is a member of The Blue Arrow,

one the region's extremist groups
hell-bent on isolationism.

Which not only gives him access

and opportunity as the head of security,

but now we have motive as well.

Yes, he seemed rather
keen to get rid of us.

We also flagged one of Oliver's exes

as a suspect, Elise Deveroux.

She has bad blood with Rani.
I saw it with my own eyes.

Guys, I just found a wire transfer

sent from the palace grounds

an hour before the kidnapping attempt,

and you're not gonna
guess who it's from.

Oliver's trust fund.

Two million rupees to a
local real estate company

for 3,000 acres.

Maybe Oliver's not doing the buying.

His mom Bella has business
ties to overseas big pharma.

And the zinc-rich land
could yield a steady profit

in that industry.

So Bella's using her son's
engagement to broker a deal

- that otherwise would've been impossible.
- Wait.

Guys. Guys.

Someone's listening.

Sofia!

I really want to talk to you,
but, uh, now is not a good time.

- Um...
- Really, Russ, I can see feet

under the drapes.

Uh...

Ah. You both must work
for Russel's think tank.

Ooh, this is gonna be good. Riley, look.

I'm Sofia.

I'm sure he's told you all about me.

Taylor and his booty call again.

Guess he had it coming.

Clearly you two have

some catching up to do, so...

We will be speaking to the groom.

See what Oliver knows.

To what do I owe this pleasure?

I wanted to talk to you. In private.

I really want to know the real reason

why you left during quarantine.

Don't think I didn't have a good time.

So, then, why did you leave?

I needed space.

I would've given you
all the time you needed.

You didn't have to ignore me.

And that's why I'm here.

Time and distance has made me realize

what we had was real.

Yes...

I thought so, too.

Why not pick up where we left off?

Let's make up for lost time.

I've got those Petrovic
clips that you requested.

Good, let's start with Vlado Nanic.

Body turned away at 30 degrees.

Pulled off his feet.

Submissive.

Weak. Loyal.

He'll never flip.

Show me Esma Jelic.

Head bowed slightly. Shoulders hunched.

She knows the handshake is coming...

but she's still caught off
guard by it. She fears him.

She'll never tell us
what we need to know.

Show me Adem Divjak.

Eyes locked.

Fully confident.

Self-assured.

Defiant.

And willing to show
it to Petrovic's face.

Which means there's no loyalty,

no trust, and no way
he won't flip on him.

That's our guy. He'll
get us to the broker.

Call the tac team to his house.

On it.

What is all this?

We have some questions about
your financial activities today.

Yeah, your trust fund's been busy.

How did you find out?

You didn't tell her, did you?

Was it you and your mother?

Pardon?

Your mother used the wedding
to finalize a deal for the land,

and then tried to get rid of the
collateral damage, the princess.

This is absurd. Just because
I bought a gift for Rani

doesn't mean my mum hired
those people to kidnap her.

The land was a gift?

For her dream elephant sanctuary, yes.

She told me you people

were supposed to be good at your jobs.

Do you think he's telling the truth?

- Of course.
- I was asking them.

Well, this is why we wanted Rani here...

I mean, she knows Oliver best.

But do you truly know his family?

I would strongly suggest

we postpone the wedding
till MacGyver and Desi

look deeper into Bella Hughes.

Postponing now would cause a scandal.

I took a vow on your mother's deathbed

to keep you safe, and
I will honor that vow

as long as I live.

Then I think Desi should
be my official security

for the weekend.

Yes. It would be my honor.

Oh. Mac.

How did you get on with Oliver?

Yeah, he's clear, but maybe not his mum.

Riley's doing some digging.

I see you and Sofia worked things out.

Not sure we've got any staying
power, but, uh, we'll see.

Is that what you want?

Do you think she's the one, or... ?

Well...

I don't really believe in the one,

but if I did, I suppose, yes, uh,

yeah, Sofia's, uh, well,
she's pretty damn close.

I mean...

Something you... on your mind, Mac?

Look, normally I talk to Bozer
about this kind of stuff,

but he's got his hands
full with the mission

and, uh, I don't want to distract him.

And you're here. Look...

Desi dropped a bomb on me earlier.

First she tells me that
she was engaged before.

And then she tells me that he's dead.

- Ooh.
- Yeah, so we've been dancing around that all day,

acting like it's business as usual.

So why not just talk to her about it?

That's the thing, Desi doesn't
want to talk about it.

You know, it's like she-she
drops these little bread crumbs

for me to find or-or wait
around for the next one.

Point I'm trying to make

is that she should've told me
this, like, a long time ago.

Says the chap who kept his plan
to infiltrate Codex a secret

from his boss, his best
friend and his girlfriend.

Look, give Desi all the
space that she needs.

If you keep pushing,

you could just push her away for good.

I actually thought you
would've picked an elephant.

Well,

when my mother was alive, we had
peacocks roaming in the garden.

After her death, my father
couldn't bear the sight of them,

so... it's like having a little
piece of her with me.

I'm sure she's watching over you today,

proud.

Spoken like someone
who's lost a loved one.

Have you lost a parent, too?

My fiancé.

A few years back.

I can't imagine being on the precipice

of the rest of your life,
only to have it ripped away.

It was pretty tragic.

And, honestly, I thought
I was over it, but...

being here today, I know
it's the only thing

that's been holding me
back from going all in.

With MacGyver?

- How'd you know?
- The way he looks at you

with complete adoration and love.

That's the way Oliver looks at you.

Why did you invite Oliver's ex

to your wedding in the first place?

Elise and Oliver's parents are close.

It was non-negotiable.

Even though she's psychotic

and tried to kill me.

- What?
- We were all at Oxford together.

A bunch of us girls went shopping.

One minute we're all laughing,
the next I'm tumbling

headfirst down an escalator.

Someone pushed me,

and she was the only one
standing close enough.

And, you know, she
denies it to this day.

You were that much of a threat to her?

I don't understand.

Elise and Oliver were engaged.

I met him months after
they broke it off.

Mac, Desi, get to the
interrogation room now.

Um, excuse me.

It's too late, Mac.

I tried.

We found him collapsed in the chair.

Based on the bruising around his neck,

my guess is strangulation.

There's no visible sign of a struggle.

Clearly, someone had access to the room.

Yes, looks like an inside job.

Whoever did this was behind
the kidnapping attempt

and wanted to cover their tracks.

If they had access and opportunity,

why wouldn't they release the
prisoner and help him escape?

To send us a signal.

They know we're onto them.
And this is a warning.

Maybe we should cancel the wedding.

If we cancel the wedding now,
we may never find the killer

or who they're after.

I can't spend the rest of my life

looking over my shoulder.
And what about your dad?

He's at risk, too.

This is no longer your decision.
I must alert the king.

Absolutely not. I forbid it.

My first and only duty
is to keep you safe

and ensure that you ascend
the throne one day.

That day is not today.

Mac, what's that there?

It's henna, meaning
whoever strangled him

had fresh ink on their hands.

Elise?

She did eventually show up.

Yeah, but so did hundreds of others.

- What about Nitesh?
- Only the women got henna.

That cuts the suspect list in half.

Or the henna smear could
be planted by a male

to throw us off the scent.

We need to keep this
investigation under wraps.

Agreed. We don't want
to spook him, or her.

But how do we know
when everyone got henna

if we can't interrogate anyone?

Instagram.

Everyone's posting their henna
tattoos on social media

using the "RaOliver's
Rockin' Wedding" hashtag.

Rani's right. But that's
still 250 suspects.

We can use an oxidation test.

Henna, it, uh, it darkens over time.

Then we can cross-reference
the shade with the Instagram

photos from the Mehndi and
find out who the killer is.

Oxidation tests should be conducted

in temperature-controlled environments.

Unfortunately, I'm a few continents away

from my lab of choice.

But if I set up an oxidation
box with this minibar,

and use the lemon's
ascorbic and citric acid

to assist in the developing process,

just add heat, and
we'll be one step closer

to identifying the killer.

In the meantime, we need to continue on

with the festivities as planned, okay?

- Buy time for Mac.
- I'll talk to Sumita and make sure

she doesn't cancel any events.

I'll have to loop in my parents on this.

Tell them to keep appearances up.

It's important, because
if we spook the killer,

it could cost you your lives.

Get dossiers on every
female wedding guest

besides Elise ASAP.

Dude, do you know how hard
it is to compile 250 dossiers?

Depends if Riley Davis or
Artemis37 is getting them.

I saw your screen.

Dusting off your old hacker handle?

Come on, Boze.

You've known me five years

and you still can't give me
the benefit of the doubt?

Just looking out for you.

I appreciate that but I got
a side project going on here.

I'm mentoring girls who
are... like the old me.

Who knows where I would
have been if Mac and Jack

didn't bring me into the Phoenix?

I just want to give these girls
the same thing I was given.

An outlet for their skills.

That's dope.

So how can I help?

By letting me do this one on my own.

Not everything I do is team business.

I got the dossiers for
you coming right up.

Thanks.

It's all quiet on my front.

I'll cover the back exit.

As long as Desi stays attached
to Rani at the hip, we're good.

Consider us conjoined twins.

We'll duck out in 30 minutes or less.

I've got eyes on Elise.

Nothing suspicious so far.

- Oh...
- Hey.

No hard feelings about Sofia. Big man.

I know I may be drunk, but I'm no fool.

She's into you.

Look, I have no idea what
you're on about, big man.

Honestly, you're doing me a favor.

I understand being consumed by work,

but she can't stop yammering on
about some long-lost treasure.

Incan treasure?

Exactly.

- Good news, ma'am.
- Yeah, I already heard.

The tac team grabbed Divjak
at his safe house in Banja Luka.

He had no trouble giving up
intel on the nano-bot deal

in exchange for immunity.

What's the plan to find the broker?

We already found him.

We hacked his laptop.

Now we just wait to see

who he reaches out to.

Leaving before the main event?

I have to get back to Monaco.

Oh...

What do we have here?

I smudged it on my dress.

What's your deal? You've been
eyeing me all weekend

- like I've committed a crime.
- Have you?

Depends if wanting to leave
before witnessing the man I love

marry someone incredible is a crime.

You're letting her go?

You don't need psyops training to know

what heartbreak looks like.

She's not the killer.

I think we got Rani out of
the Sangeet just in time.

Mm-hmm.

I bet you she feels a lot safer

knowing that we're outside
of her bedroom all night.

I just hope she can get some rest

to enjoy her big day tomorrow.

I can't believe I'm saying this, but...

I'm really glad we're here
together at this wedding.

I thought it would be a lot harder.

You sure you want to talk about it?

If you want to take some more time

to figure out what you're feeling,

I completely understand.

My ex...

Evan, uh...

he went down in enemy territory,

and they never recovered his body.

What happened?

I don't know.

And I probably never will,
which is the worst part

because I... I never got to say goodbye.

Sorry, Des. I had no idea.

Why would you?

I never wanted you to know,

I didn't want anyone else
after that to know.

Why?

Because of how they looked at me.

First it was sorrow, then it was pity.

And nobody could separate me

from the terrible thing
that had happened to me.

That's why you left the service.

Yeah.

I didn't date for a really
long time after that.

Then I met you and we clicked.

I never really questioned why until now.

And if I'm being really
honest with myself...

well, you're a lot like him.

What do you mean?

Just like Evan, you and I work together.

We both thrive on that
same adrenaline rush

when we're on an op.

It's the same dynamic he and I had.

So we both love our job.

I'm just worried that...

... maybe you're some sort
of emotional stand-in for him

and that instead of
getting over his death,

I kind of just replaced him with you.

I, uh... I don't even really
know what to say to that.

I just want to make
sure I'm not repeating

some old pattern.

First I'm a replacement,
now I'm a pattern...

I'm really trying hard
to work through this.

And I'm sorry, but I don't
have all the answers, okay?

Yeah, sorry, Des.

Uh, as hard as this is for me to hear,

it's got to be a thousand
times harder for you.

I just... I guess I just
want to know what...

what does this mean for us?

Um...

you told me to take all the time I need

to figure out what I'm feeling,

and obviously, right
now I'm feeling a lot.

The last thing I want to
do is run away from you.

Okay, then.

Then let's work through it
together, one step at a time.

I've been looking for you everywhere.

Have you?

Why, Dougal, have you
fallen off the wagon?

I wanted to come sooner,

but I had to wait for Rudy to pass out.

Why? So you can steal

more information about

Atahualpa's treasure? Hmm?

- It's not what you think.
- Really?

See, I think the reason
that you left me in L.A.

was that you got all the
information that you needed

for your little treasure hunt,

and you managed to get yourself a count

to help finance your
expedition to find it.

Well done. It's all
just crystal clear now.

I just never pegged you
for someone that would steal

from a friend to further your career.

- I'm doing it for my family.
- Oh, please.

Your family's got more money
than the Catholic Church.

Everyone except my father,
who drank up all our money

by the time I was ten.

It was the pity of my uncle

that afforded me an Oxford education,

and a living stipend so we
could keep up appearances,

keep our family name
out of the gossip rags.

I guess we're more alike
than you thought.

Why didn't you just tell me the truth?

Especially as you know that
money means nothing to me.

Says the man who has more
coins than he can count.

This treasure

is the windfall that I need.

That my family needs. Surely
you can understand that.

So just because I grew up with no money,

you want me to forgive you? Is that it?

Because your uncle paid
you just a tiny little stipend?

It doesn't make it any better.

Does it?

And I'm appalled that it's taken you

so long for you to tell me the truth.

- I'm sorry, Russ.
- I'm not!

I think this little tryst of ours

has... has reached its expiration date.

Don't you?

_

- Guys, the test is done.
- _

I got a color match.

Each sample took three hours,
20 minutes to get to this shade,

meaning henna was applied
between 1:45 and 1:50 p.m.

Pulling up time-stamped photos now.

There's got to be something...

Wait a second.

This one, 1:48.

Sumita. It's not possible, is it?

But why would someone
who's taken care of Rani

since she was a child want to hurt her?

I don't know, but, uh, Desi,

hold on tight to Rani.

Do not let Sumita anywhere near her.

She's the killer.

_

_

_

Taylor, I've got Sumita.

Copy that. I'll stay close
to Oliver and the PM.

You orchestrated Rani's kidnapping

and you killed the kidnapper
that you hired.

You did a really good job, I'll admit,

but you left a mark on your victim.

Wait a second, your
fingertips... discolored.

Faded henna.

That only happens with
a chemical interaction.

Ammonia nitrate.

Where is it? The bomb. Where is it?

Where is the bomb?

Waiting patiently somewhere.

We, uh, we only have
a couple of minutes.

Taylor, you disperse the
crowd. I'll find the bomb.

Right. Right, everyone, everyone,

just stay, just stop!

_

Desi, get Rani to a safe room now.

- Assuming there is a safe room.
- _

You learn a lot by being a bomb tech,

but I actually learned how
to hunt for ammonia nitrate

when Bozer and I got a fish
tank in the seventh grade.

Nitrate is a byproduct of fish waste,

and in high levels, it can be a common

cause of death in aquariums.

I know, I know.

Hunting for rotten fish
poop is a lot different

than hunting for a bomb.

But being an EOD helped me recognize

where someone would place
a bomb for maximum damage.

If everyone could just stop!

They're not paying any attention to me.

They're not listening to me.

And the-the drum sounds like it's...

it's making my ears bleed,
it's so out of tune.

You'd think they'd tune it...

The bomb's in the drum.

The bomb's in the drum!

Oh. Mac, got it.

It's in there.

Where were you told to stand?

I don't know what you're talking about.

This is a quarter pound of explosives.

It wasn't meant to go past the altar.

She was only trying to
take out the royal family.

All right, well, you
better do your thing.

I-I can't.

Well, if you can't defuse
it, what's your plan?

I'm gonna let it go off.

What?

Bombs are doubly lethal.

They throw shrapnel and
produce pressure waves.

But by containing the blast,
I can prevent both.

Too, uh, early for fireworks?

I never intended to hurt you.

You tried to kill me and my family.

Kidnapping you would have given me
enough time to change your mind,

but then I realized
you would never learn.

You had your heart set

on throwing away 300 years of tradition.

I'm glad your mother's not
alive to see your betrayal.

You would murder me
because I'm giving my city

the economic prosperity it deserves?

Naive child.

You know nothing of foreign greed.

You asked me if I truly knew
the family I'm marrying into,

but I never knew my own guardian.

I leave her with you, Nitesh.

Thank you. For everything.

I could...

I could never repay you.

Actually, we may have found a way.

It may be difficult,

considering the
circumstances, but, uh...

Go out there and have the wedding

you've been dreaming of.

Okay?

_

Look, I know this weekend has...

... dredged up a lot for you.

Thinking about my ex

and what happened, just...

it made me feel really guilty about us.

That's a lot to carry around.

I need to let him go.

So that I can move forward...

... with you.

I like the sound of that.

So I've been thinking a lot,

uh, about what you said last night,

about me being an emotional
stand-in for your ex.

Well, maybe you are
and maybe you aren't.

Who knows?

I'd like to know.

And the only way to do that
is to live a normal life.

Yeah, our lives are anything but normal.

When we're on a mission, yes.

But... it's the other stuff.

Like making dinner, brushing our teeth,

watching TV.

Those are moments that add
up to little bits and pieces

of a life that I see sharing with you.

Mac, we talked about this.

That's not where I'm going.

Trust me, I got the message
loud and clear.

But I am talking about
the next logical step

in our relationship.

Which is?

You moving in with me?

I take it

since Rani and Oliver were
married without incident,

your mission was a success?

What do you want, Sofia? Hmm?

To tell you the truth.

I've been living a lie my entire life,

and that treasure, your treasure,

the one that you and your
grandfather dreamt about,

isn't some far-off fairy tale.

Yes, I know.

I've been researching it
since I was 16 years old.

Looking in all the wrong places.

That's why Rudolf is my plus-one.

The Von Stupensens
had ties with the Nazis.

And during World War II, it was rumored

that the Nazis found
Atahualpa's treasure. Hmm.

So, you're working poor old
Rudy and his family connections

for intel about the treasure, are you?

Yes.

And once I get more intel,

I think you and I should
go and find it together.

I'm guessing, because you're dancing,

things went well in Bikaner.

Yes, it did.

In a surprise twist of events,

the killer turned out to be Sumita,

Rani's trusted advisor.

Well, sometimes the people closest to us

aren't who they seem to be.

Where's Riley?

Sorry I'm late.

Welcome to the Brink.

I'm Artemis37.

Let's get to work.

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