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- What are you hiding
about Cuba?

- Nothing.

- Previously on
"The Enemy Within"...

- The past six months,
the CIA started sending

Tal prisoners to a black site
detention center.

- Sierra Maestra.

Tal values Mendoza.

- I know you're not just one
of Tal's operatives.

You're in a relationship
with him.

- You know nothing about me.
- She's vulnerable.

I think we can turn her.

- I was hoping
I could see my mom.

- How is your dad?
Does he know that you're here?

- No.

- If Chris finds out

that I'm meeting Hannah,
he'll put an end to it.

I spent the last three years
barely surviving without her,

so I'll do anything.

Tal, you made me an offer.

- Feed me intelligence.
Protect me from your country.

In return, your daughter
will be safe forever.

- Agent Keaton--
he's closing in on you.

I know you feel it.
I can help you.

- Why would you do this now?

- I am not going to die
in a cage.

[suspenseful music]

♪

[car door closes]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪

- No, no,
that's not gonna work for us.

- Dan's asking
if operations have seen

that vulnerability report.
- Not yet.

I was planning to loop
them in later today.

- Because Langley needs
their system

back up and running this week.

- Something to drink, ma'am?
- Coffee, black.

Then when can you have it?

♪

- How we looking?
- Fuel levels are good.

Hydraulic fluid's good.
All set.

- Tower, this is Gulfstream
Four Tango Alpha,

ready for takeoff
on runway 2-1.

- Four Tango Alpha, you're
clear for takeoff runway 2-1.

- Copy. Cleared for takeoff
runway 2-1,

Gulfstream Four Tango Alpha.

Thank you, tower.

[jet engine whirring]

- Carla Mendoza said
anything yet?

- Not yet.

We only apprehended her
48 hours ago.

Daniel spent most of that time
trying to get her to talk.

- She wasn't just
a lieutenant of Tal's.

She was a confidant.

So my guess is she'll be loyal
till the end.

- We'll see about that.

My experience,
loyalty only goes so far.

- I keep thinking about what we
learned about Tal from Langley.

He's planning something
at that CIA black site.

He knows Sierra Maestra
has a detention center

with his operatives.

Got to figure
out what his endgame is

before it's too late.

- You mean weneed
to figure it out.

Whether I like it
or not, Shepherd,

you and I are
in this together.

[dramatic music]

- [sighs]

Thank you for this,
by the way.

I'd forgotten the simple
pleasure of just being outside.

- No need to thank me.
You've earned it.

Haven't always made it easy,
but you've helped me get closer

to catching Tal than
I have been in three years.

- I need to catch him
as badly as you do.

- Will.
- What's up?

- Earlier this morning,
a private plane took off

from Butler, Pennsylvania,
headed for Miami.

Two hours into the flight,
all communications went dark.

- Hijacking?

- We don't know,
but the plane just landed

at an unmanned airfield
16 miles away,

near Fairfax, Virginia.

Deputy Director just called.
He wants us down there.

We got to go.
- What'd he have to say?

- Well, the company that
chartered the plane

was Alcon International.

They're a contractor
for the CIA.

The passengers on board make up
the entire operating arm

of the company.

With their connections
to the CIA,

the Deputy Director
thinks this could be

a counterintelligence issue.

[suspenseful music]

♪

[sirens approaching]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Any contact on the inside?
- No, nothing yet.

- How long have
they been grounded?

- 26 minutes and counting.

- Bring everybody in.

- All right, circle up, guys.

Everyone got briefed
on the schematics

of this thing, right?
12 seats--

[siren blares,
tires screeching]

♪

[indistinct radio chatter]

- What are you doing here,
Cabrera?

- CIA has reason to believe
that highly classified

intelligence of ours
may be on that plane.

We're here to ensure it doesn't
fall into the wrong hands.

- You mean our hands.

- I'm not here to get
in your way, Agent Keaton.

I just need
to protect our intel.

- Your intel?
What about the people inside?

- You have your orders.
I have mine.

♪

- All right, listen up,
everybody.

We have a possible hijacking,
hostage situation,

or act of terrorism.

Flight manifest says there's
nine souls aboard that plane.

They could be hurt and in need
of medical attention.

Bragg?

- HRT, you guys take point
on the approach.

Breach the cabin
through the front door.

Then our team's going in,
and we'll assess the situation

from there, all right?
Clear?

- Let's do it.
- Let's move.

♪

- My God.

♪

- This is Agent Bragg.

We have multiple
fatalities on board.

Looks like everyone's dead.
- Not everyone.

The two pilots--
they're missing.

- [sighs]

♪

- The laptop's
in our possession.

We'll upload the CAD files
as soon as we get to the club.

No.
No witnesses.

No survivors.

♪

- It's bright up here.
- Yeah.

Better than
the holding cell, right?

- A lot better.
That was nice of Agent Keaton.

- You're gonna do great today.

- Yeah.

- Are you nervous?

- A little.

- Don't be.
You'll be fine.

- I'm nervous
about parallel parking.

- Nerves?

Nerves are just
adrenaline surges

reacting to an emotion
that you're having.

So, if you can distract
yourself from that emotion,

then the nerves will go away.

- How do I do that?

- Um, you could take
your thumbnail

and squeeze it like this.

Harder.
- It hurts.

- Well, that's
the point, right?

You're thinking
about the pain

and not about
the driver's test.

- I guess.

- You have to separate
your emotions

from what you have to do,

or your emotions
will sabotage you.

- Did you learn that
in the CIA?

- [chuckles]

You're gonna do really well.

And when you get your license,
you're gonna be

a very careful driver.
- I promise.

- Wear your seat belt.
No texting, never.

- Dad already talked
to me about it.

- Good.

[dramatic music]

How is he?

- He's okay.

I feel bad sometimes, though.
- Why?

- Just, you know,
for not telling the truth

about where I am
when I come see you.

♪

When I get my license,
I can visit you more often.

- I would love that.

♪

- If I could drive
you someplace,

where would you want to go?

♪

- I don't--

- The beach, the woods?

- Um...
anywhere...

as long as I was with you.

[indistinct chatter, telephone
ringing in the distance]

- Maybe one day I could
drive you out of here.

Help you escape.

I could be
your getaway driver.

♪

- I really think
that my getaway driver's

gonna have to be
a confident parallel parker.

- [sighs]

♪

- My team looked
into Alcon International.

We know that they're
a private defense contractor.

We also know
that they specialize

in security
and communications.

But what we don't know

is what work they're doing
for the CIA.

- I can't answer that.

- Seven people are dead,

and that's the game
you're gonna play?

- Look, it's not my choice

to leave you
in the dark, Agent Keaton.

- Then whose is it?
And I'll go talk to them.

- I'm sorry.

♪

- Yeah, all right.

All right, bye.
[phone receiver clatters]

♪

- Cabrera give you anything?
- Negative.

- I thought the CIA and the FBI
were playing nice after 9/11.

- Yeah, tell me about it.

Cabrera was on site
to protect classified intel,

which makes me think that those
executives were killed

because of something they had
with them on that plane.

- Let me call the departure
airport and see if they have

a log of everything
that was on board.

- Will.

I think I have something.

Tom Humphrey, Alberto Diaz--

they were the scheduled pilots

for the Alcon flight
this morning.

- Where are they now?
- Dead.

Local PD found them both shot.

And both men's flight
credentials were stolen.

Somebody else was
flying that plane.

- Whoever it was had to have
left that airport somehow.

Get a list of every vehicle
that entered and exited

that property
in the last 24 hours.

And see if Kate can get any
type of security-camera footage

from the surrounding area.
Did you hear back from the FAA?

- Not yet, but we should have
the voice of the actual pilots

on tape by the end of the day.
- Keep me posted.

♪

- Highly organized execution

carried out by trained
assassins posing as pilots?

You ever seen anything
like this before?

- Yeah. Once.

♪

- Keaton.

♪

- What's up, Jacquie?

- The plane's final flight
manifest lists two pilots,

a flight attendant,
and six passengers.

But the original manifest
lists seven passengers.

It was changed
at the last minute.

- Someone else was supposed
to be on that plane.

♪

- Her name is Kathy Hong.

She's a former engineering
professor at MIT

who now does consulting work
for government contractors.

She's currently working
with Alcon International.

- What work does
she do for them?

- Well, neither Alcon
nor the CIA would tell us.

What we know is that Hong
specializes

in large-format
self-sustaining systems.

Huge buildings and complexes
that run solely

on renewable energy.

- Where is she now?
- We don't know.

I think that she's on the run.

In the last 24 hours,
she cleared out all

of her personal bank accounts.

- So she skips a flight and now
she's liquidating her assets?

She's either involved
in the murder,

or she knows that whoever
killed her colleagues

is coming after her next.

- I want her found now.

- Okay.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- I go after Hong,
I want you with me.

- Why?

- She's a contractor
with the CIA.

I go and arrest her,
Cabrera's gonna have

his agency's lawyers
in my office

before I get
the cuffs off of her.

I want to know what Alcon
is doing for the CIA.

I want to know why those seven
people were shot and killed

on that plane,

and I want to find the men
who did it.

♪

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- I found her.

Our tracking software
places Kathy Hong's cell phone

at 645 West 24th Street
in Manhattan.

It looks like the address
for an art auction house.

[suspenseful music]

♪

[handcuffs click]

- Odd choice to come
to an art auction

after six of your coworkers
have been murdered.

You think she's meeting
someone here?

- Well, it's either that,
or she's selling off assets.

Hong closed all
her bank accounts yesterday.

- I almost didn't
recognize you.

- That's kind of the point.

- All right,
when we get inside,

don't just focus
on finding Hong.

Take in the room.
Take in the patrons.

This is a new environment
for us. We're on our own.

Bragg, why don't you
case the exits,

make sure she doesn't
try to flee?

- Yeah, you got it.

♪

- Is there gonna be
a problem here?

- I don't know.

But we're in it together,
right?

- We will start the bidding
with this unique piece

at $22,250.

22,250 here.
Looking for 25,000.

25,000 in the back.
I have 30,000.

I have 35,000 right here
on the phone line.

- Here you are, sir.
- Thank you.

I have 40,000 here.

45,000, looking at $50,000,
$60,000, $70,000.

I have $70,000 on the floor...
- I don't see her.

Why don't I take the north
side, you take the south?

- No. No, that's not how
it's gonna work.

- $85,000.

- Bragg, Pettigrew,
you guys see anything?

- Nothing over here.

- Keaton,
I'm by the north exit.

Nothing here either.

- From the young lady over
here, we have $100,000.

The gentleman there
in the back,

we got the phone lines
at 105,000. 110,000 right here.

$110,000 on the floor.
110,000, sold!

[gavel bangs, applause]
Congratulations.

- There she is.

Looks like she's selling off
her assets to go on the run.

- It doesn't mean she's not
gonna be meeting someone else.

Got eyes on Hong.
She's at the auction floor--

the sellers' table.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Do you see those
two men with her?

[indistinct chatter]

- She has two bodyguards
with her.

Dark jackets.

- Got 'em.

- Me too.

What are we doing, Keaton?

- Hold your positions.

She's making a move.

[auctioneer speaking
indistinctly]

♪

- And you're sold!

[gavel bangs, applause]

♪

- Looks like she's going
into the bathroom.

- I'll go.
- No, no, wait. No, wait.

- This is our chance.
We might not get another one.

- Pettigrew, I need you
over here right now.

- On my way.

- I'm gonna send Pettigrew
in with you.

- I'm not gonna be able to get
information out of Hong

with a chaperone there.

She won't be
in there long, Keaton.

♪

- All right,
go ahead and do it.

♪

- Are there any
earlier flights?

You're sure?

♪

[door closes]

I'll call you right back.

♪

- Take the SIM card
out of your cell phone

and flush it down
the toilet now.

- Excuse me?
- You heard what I said.

Do it now.

- Who are you?
- I'm Emma Clarke.

I'm a security liaison
for Alcon International.

Six of your colleagues
were murdered today.

We have reason to believe
that your life is in danger.

Take the SIM card
out of your cell phone

and flush it down the toilet.

If I can track you by using it,
they can, too.

♪

[toilet flushing]

Good.

Is there somewhere else
we can talk?

- I think so, yes.
[laughter in the distance]

The antiquities room.
- Lead the way.

♪

I know you're scared and you
don't know who to trust,

and I'm sorry I don't
have time to walk you

through this right now.

If you want my help,
lead on.

If not, good luck on your own.

♪

- Just tell me
I can talk to Ahman.

He's my contact at Alcon.

- Get us out of here,
and I'll call him myself.

- Okay.

♪

[auctioneer speaking
indistinctly]

♪

- Shepherd and Hong
are exiting the bathroom.

♪

- What's our plan here?

- Hang back,
or she'll see us.

But do not take your eyes
off of her or Shepherd.

♪

- They're walking towards
the west side of the building.

- Need a vantage point
inside that room.

- I got them.

♪

- Why were six
executives killed?

- Not here.

♪

This way.

♪

- Bragg, do you have them
in sight?

- No, I just lost them.

- Wait there.
I'm headed your way.

♪

- I think Hong's guard's
slipping out the back.

♪

- That's it.
I'm going in after them.

♪

Shepherd and Hong are gone.

There's an exit on the north
side of the building.

Get outside now.

♪

Anything?
- No, nothing.

- I don't have them.

.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- [sighs]

- Who are you?
What do you want from me?

- I'm with Alcon Securities.

- No, there is no one
at Alcon named Ahman.

You're lying to me.
Now answer the question.

Who are you?

♪

- They couldn't have
gone too far.

You guys split up
and keep at it.

♪

Kate, I need you to run a trace
on Shepherd's GPS transmitter.

- On it.

- Answer the question.
Who are you?

- I'm Erica Shepherd.

♪

- You're supposed
to be in prison.

- I'm cooperating with the FBI.
They're here with me.

You should put the gun down.
- Keep it on her.

Someone just killed
every passenger

on a plane
I was supposed to be on.

I am not trusting anyone,
especially not you.

- Who killed those executives?
- I have no idea.

- You were supposed
to be on that plane.

Something scared you.
What was it?

[gunshots]

♪

- I'm on 27th and 9th.

I just heard some gunshots
on the northeast corner.

- Let me ask you this again.

Why weren't you
on that plane?

- I came home last night.
Someone ransacked my apartment.

- What were they looking for?
- A laptop, I think.

- What was on it?
Your work?

- Yes.

Designs for a sustainable
dormitory.

- Where?
- I don't know.

That information
was silo'd off.

- It wasn't at your apartment,
was it?

- No. It was on the plane
with the executives.

- You listen to me carefully.

The people that
are looking for you--

they don't like loose ends.

They are gonna come after you
until you are dead.

- Drop the gun!
- Okay.

- Now!
- Okay, I'm putting it down.

[gun cocks]
- Don't move!

Put the gun down right now.
Put it down.

♪

Back up.

- Go.

- I got Shepherd and Hong
in the alley off of 8th Ave.

Send the cars in.

♪

Agents from
the New York Bureau,

they're questioning Hong.

But I think she told us
everything she knows.

- How could the designs
for a sustainable dormitory

be worth the lives
of seven innocent people?

- They wouldn't.

Unless...

the dorm was actually
a CIA black site.

♪

Alcon was under contract
with the CIA.

I bet you they were hired
to build

a secret detention center
at Sierra Maestra.

- That makes sense.
That puts Tal behind it.

He should have just pulled
the trigger himself.

- And that jet
that Laine was on--

it crashed into the mountain.

Everybody on board was killed,

including those Tal operatives.

I knew there were similarities,

but I didn't think
they were connected.

♪

- Well, now we know
why they were killed.

We know Tal was behind it.

We just have to find
the man who did it.

♪

[phones ringing]

- The air traffic control
recording came in.

We have the assassin's voice.

♪

- Tower, this is Gulfstream
Four Tango Alpha,

ready for takeoff
on runway 2-1.

- You can turn it--
- [shushes]

- Four Tango Alpha, you're
clear for takeoff, runway 2-1.

- Copy. Cleared for takeoff,
runway 2-1,

Gulfstream Four Tango Alpha.

Thank you, tower.

♪

[recording clicks off]
- What is it?

♪

- Play this one.

♪

- Tower, this is Falcon Kilo
Papa Niner,

ready for takeoff,
runway 0-4.

- Kilo Papa Niner,
you're clear for takeoff,

runway 0-4.

- Cleared for takeoff
runway 0-4,

Falcon Kilo Papa Niner.

Thank you, tower.

- That's the recording

from the flight
that Laine was on, isn't it?

- Play the new one again.

♪

- Tower, this is Gulfstream
Four Tango Alpha,

ready for takeoff
on runway 2-1.

- The old one.

- Tower, this is
Falcon Kilo Papa Niner,

ready for takeoff,
runway 0-4.

- Same tone.
Same cadence.

- Those aren't
two different pilots.

The man that shot seven people
yesterday is the same man

that murdered a flight full of
CIA operatives three years ago.

♪

Laine's killer's still alive.

♪

.

[dramatic music]

- This makes no sense.

Laine's killer was on
the plane when it crashed.

No one survived.
- Yeah, well, he did.

Somehow, someway,
he got off that plane.

- He had to have parachuted
before impact.

That's the only explanation.

- All this time.

All this time he's been
walking around the streets.

- Don't do that. There's no way
you could've known.

- No, I should've known.
I want witnesses.

I want the biometrics.

I want a physical description
from yesterday's attack.

I need to know who he is.

♪

- I can give you his name.

♪

- What?

- After Laine's death,

the CIA was running
their own investigation on Tal.

Her killer's name
was caught on chatter

between associates of his.

I never mentioned it
because the name alone

never led anywhere
and he was presumed dead.

- What's his name?
- Alexander Chigorin.

♪

- Anna Cruz said that name
to me before she died.

I asked you about it.
You lied to my face.

- I believe Anna Cruz gave you
that name to hurt you

and to send you on a path
looking for a dead man.

- And you didn't want
to do that, now, did you?

- No, I wanted you
to focus on Tal!

♪

[sighs]

- Kate, escort Shepherd
back to her holding cell.

- Of course.

♪

[indistinct chatter]

[door closes]

- He's alive.

He's still alive,
and he's killing people.

- I'm sorry, Will.

I can't imagine what
you must be going through.

- Yeah, well,
I need to find him.

- We will.
We will.

You know, I've, uh--

I've never liked the idea
of working with Shepherd,

but this is Laine's killer
we're talking about.

You sure you don't want to use
her to help us find Chigorin?

- No. No.

Not this time.

- Understood.

- Daniel.

Bring up Carla Mendoza.

I want to talk to her.

♪

[fist pounds on table]

[door opens]

♪

[door closes]

♪

- Alexander Chigorin--

I need to know where
to find him.

- I don't know who
you're talking about.

- Don't lie to me.
We know he's alive.

I know you both worked
for Tal from the beginning.

Where is he?

♪

Are you gonna answer me?

♪

- You're wasting your time.

You can't stop him.

- Stop him from what?

He's planning something else,
isn't he?

What is it?
Another attack?

♪

What is he planning, Carla?

♪

- You got a visitor.

- Send her in.

- It's not your daughter.
It's your ex-husband.

- Keaton allowed that?

- He threatened to come back
with his lawyer.

[door closes]

- Uh...

How long did you think
you could get away with this?

- Christopher, listen--
- How long?

- She's my daughter.

- No, she isn't.

She hasn't been your daughter
for the last three years.

- Don't say that.

- She said she was seeing
a math tutor.

She lied to me because of you.

- I'm sorry.
- Sorry?

For the last month, Hannah
has been sneaking out here.

She has to take two buses
and walk half a mile

to get here.

Did you know that?

Sometimes she doesn't come
home until after dark

A 15-year-old girl walking
alone in D.C. at night.

What kind of mother
would let her child do that?

- I had to see her.
[scoffs]

- Well...

I can't let that
happen anymore.

- Oh, Christopher,
please don't do that.

Please don't punish Hannah
because you hate me.

- You think that's why
I'm here--to punish you?

This isn't about you.
This is about my daughter.

When you left,
you destroyed her.

But you don't talk about that.

You don't talk about how
she couldn't eat for days,

how she didn't leave her room,

How she missed so much school,
she had to take summer classes.

Did you know that?

- No.
- No, of course you didn't,

because you
weren't there, Erica.

I was.

♪

- [cries]

♪

- Look...

after you left,

it took months
to get my child back.

♪

And I know
you love her. I do.

But I cannot let
you hurt her again.

♪

- [crying]

♪

[door opens]
[sobs softly]

[door creaks, closes]

- Will.

I've got something.

Alexander Chigorin's
in his 30s.

He's former Chechen
Special Forces.

He was recruited by Tal
as a teenager,

and he's one of Tal's
most senior lieutenants.

I reviewed the security footage
within a five-block radius

of the airfield where
his plane landed.

And I found this.

[suspenseful music]

♪

[beeps]

♪

That's Chigorin.

This was yesterday morning
at 9:07 a.m.

This is a block away
from the airfield

It must have been as soon
as they left the plane.

- Where is he?

- I pulled
the license plate number

from the footage,
and I'm running a search now.

♪

[tires screeching]

♪

- Chigorin's vehicle
was tracked to this address,

known to law enforcement

as the Underground Russian
Social Club.

The mission is
to extract him alive

and as quickly as possible,
but it's not gonna be easy.

They're gonna be armed
and extremely dangerous.

The longer our presence
can go undetected,

the better.

Let's move.

♪

[indistinct chatter]

[pop music playing]

♪

- You said this would take
a few hours.

♪

- The CAD files are larger
than I thought.

I have to upload them
one at a time.

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

- Guard.

♪

I need to speak
with Agent Keaton.

- He's not here.
- Okay, Agent Zain.

Anyone in Counterintel.
It's really important.

- They're all out.
- Where?

♪

- Prove you want
to work for him,

or there will be consequences.

- What is it?

- It's Shepherd.

I have an urgent
message for Tal.

FBI knows where Chigorin is.

He should get him out.
Warn him now.

♪

.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Aah!
[grunts]

[handcuffs clicking]
- [groans]

[indistinct chatter]

♪

[door thuds open]
- FBI!

Nobody move!

- Don't do it!

♪

[pop music playing]

- Almost done.

♪

[pop music playing
in the distance]

♪

[cell phone vibrates]

♪

- Give me the laptop.
- What?

- FBI's coming.
Give me the laptop, now!

♪

[music continues
in the distance]

♪

- FBI! Hands up!
Hands up!

- Get down on the ground!
I said get on the ground!

- On the ground!
- Get down, get down!

- All clear.
[man shouts]

♪

- Got him.

[suspenseful music]

♪

[object clatters]

♪

[horn blares]

♪

[dog barking]

♪

[dog barking]

♪

[dog barking]

♪

[tires screech]

[woman screams]

[gunshots]

♪

- Come on, go!

[engine revving,
tires squealing]

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[water running]

♪

- You okay?

- He was in my hands.
I let him get away.

♪

- Come on.
I want to show you something.

- What are these?

- Detailed schematics
of the facility

Kathy Hong helped
design for Alcon.

These were on the laptop
Chigorin was carrying.

This building is completely
self-sustained.

There is no need
for external power or water.

- Perfect if you want
a location off the grid.

- Exactly.

This is Sierra Maestra, Will.
It has to be.

That's why Tal wanted
this laptop.

- He was planning
something there.

Question is, what?

♪

- I miss her.

I miss her every day.

- So do I.

- When I heard that voice,

it was like I was right
back there the day she died.

I thought it would somehow
feel different

after all these years.

Uh, but it doesn't.

Does it?

♪

- No.

♪

- Well, I know you don't like
to talk about it,

but if you want to,
I'm here.

♪

- Maybe some other time.

♪

[door opens]

[door closes]

- Where were you?
- New York.

- Chigorin?
Did you get him?

- No.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for everything.

- If there's anything else
that you're keeping from me,

I need to know it now.

- No...

I've hurt you enough.

♪

- The day that Anna Cruz
was killed,

Tal called me
on her cell phone...

said he knew what Laine said
before she died.

♪

- He was just trying
to get into your head.

- Maybe.

Maybe he was telling the truth.

Maybe Chigorin told him exactly
what happened on that plane.

♪

But I have to know.

♪

- The CIA said
that the black box...

on Laine's plane
was destroyed in the crash?

- Yeah.

♪

Why?

- Flight recorders
are designed to withstand

the most severe impact.

And I know
from first-hand experience

that the CIA has lied
about black boxes before.

♪

- Does it exist?

- Agent Keaton, it's late.

I really don't want to argue
about a black box

that was destroyed
three years ago.

- Does it exist?

I need to hear it, and I need
to hear it right now.

Or I'm launching a public
investigation as to why

Tal operatives are being held
in a CIA black site in Cuba.

I need to hear it.

♪

- It's all set up.

Just press "play."

♪

[button clicks, hissing]

- Traffic, this is
Falcon Kilo Papa Niner

leveling off at cruising
altitude, 32,000 feet.

- Roger that, aviation.

Falcon Kilo Papa Niner.

- No! No!
[gunshot]

♪

[door opens, people shouting]

[gunshots, screaming]

[gunshots]

[indistinct shouting]

[gunshots]

[people screaming]

[plane engine whirring loudly]

[plane alarm beeping]

- Terrain ahead.
Pull up.

Terrain ahead.
Pull up.

Terrain ahead.
Pull up.

Terrain ahead.
Pull up.

Pull up. Pull up.
[woman screaming]

[hissing]

[button clicks]

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music]

♪

- Tal.

♪

- It's good to see you,
my friend.

You're hurt?

- Nothing serious.

- Good, good.

I need you healthy.

We have so much work
still to do.

♪

- Thank you...

for warning me about the FBI.

- That wasn't me.
It was Shepherd.

♪

You're surprised?

♪

- She's not who
I thought she was.

- No one ever is.

I believe...

it is time
to bring her in.

♪