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[rustling]
[birds chirping]

[ominous music]

- I have a little story
to tell you.

♪

A fairy tale.

♪

It's about a little girl
who loved her father.

He was her hero.

She was his princess.

♪

- [speaking Russian]

- [laughs]

[speaks Russian]

[motor running]

[suspenseful music]

♪

- But this is a story
about the day that little girl

grew up.

[motor running]

[dramatic music]

♪

- [speaking Russian]

♪

- It's a different kind
of fairy tale.

♪

[adventurous music]

- Approaching New York.
Secure the package.

♪

[indistinct chatter]

[suspenseful music]

♪

[devices whirring]

♪

- Ms. Fedorova,

I'm U.S. Attorney General
Reed Doblin.

FBI Director Rogelio Réal.

Homeland Secretary
Joan Bradbury.

You were brought here today--

- Kidnapped.

- Expelled into our custody.

- To discuss 105 federal
criminal charges against you

and your organization,
Skazka o Myortvoy Tsarevne.

- Violation
of the Arms Export Control Act.

Supplying known combatants
of the United States.

Piracy.
- I'm just a businesswoman.

- You're a mercenary.

You run an army for hire.
Sit.

- I've been sitting.

[loud thud]

- No charges
have been filed yet.

We thought it might be
beneficial to all

to discuss a plea.

- In return for?

- How about your contacts
in Angola?

Start there.
Names and aliases.

- And if I decline?

- Then you and your prom dress

can sit in supermax solitary
until your mind rots.

- You put up a good fight,
but no one knows you're here,

and we've got nothing but time.

Start writing.

♪

[suspenseful music]

♪

[bombs beeping]

[indistinct chatter]

- Don't make a sound.

♪

[customers screaming]

♪

[device beeps]

[bombs ring]

[screaming]

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[cell phone ringing]

- Who is it?

- Director,
New York Commerce Bank

just got hit by six gunmen,

and they sent a message
to you, personally.

I emailed the screencap.

- Just tell me what it says,
Doak.

- "Director Réal,
bow to the queen."

[tense music]

♪

- What the hell?

♪

How did this get here?

- She orchestrated
a bank takeover

in Lower Manhattan.

Is this your message, lady?

♪

Who's the queen?

♪

- When this day is done,
one of you will be gone,

then another,

and another.

♪

You've messed
with the wrong woman.

♪

[ominous music]

♪

This little girl grew up
in a world

of great cruelty.

But she was always protected
by her father.

♪

- [speaking Russian]

- To him, she was a treasure.

♪

They did everything together,

thick as thieves.

- [speaks Russian]

♪

- All my security is FBI.

One of your agents planted it.

- That agent
will be rooted out.

- She arranged some leverage.

It's not a surprise.

But the question is,
what is she after?

♪

- Seven.
[buzz]

[metal door opens]

[indistinct chatter]

[chains rattling]

- Hey, baby.

- Hey.

- [giggles]
[buzzer rings]

What's up?

Talk to me.

- How long have you been
my girl?

- Since the swing set at PS 15.
[chuckles]

- You gotta know I would never
do anything to hurt you.

And I need you to consider
that doing this...

Is helping you.

- [sighs]

You're scaring
the hell out of me.

Divorce?

No.

- It's best for us.

- We said we'd see the sentence
through to the end.

- We said we'd reevaluate
after a year.

It's over for me.

A federal agent
taking drug money

serves all ten years
of his sentence.

You know that.

- So you just decided...

Without a discussion.

You--you retained a--
[sighs]

A thousand-dollar-an-hour firm?

I don't know how the hell
you pulled that off.

[quiet dramatic music]

♪

- It's for the best.

- No.

♪

Owen!

♪

[buzzer blares]

♪

[radio static]

- All units,
91 new takeover at 130 Bowery.

- Have a good one,
Agent Turner.

- Yeah.

I'll do that.

[police sirens wailing]

[suspenseful music]

♪

[tires squeal]

[indistinct chatter]

- ...setting up on Grand.

ESU can stage there.
- Yes, sir.

- Good morning.

- Bank squad?
Robbery crew?

- On their way.

And the task force
is canvassing

for any surrounding
surveillance footage.

Command post is settin' up
this way.

- The explosion?

- It was set off in the attic.

Easy access.
Now buried in debris.

The crash from the chandelier

set off the shatter sensor
and locked them in.

- Getaway car?
- Lookin' for it.

So far, nothing.

- Six gunmen.
No discernable way out.

On a Wednesday?

What day is their delivery?

- Head of bank security said
they get their cash on Friday.

- So right now, there's no more
than 30 grand in there.

Elaborate entry
for 5 grand apiece?

- Not sure any of them
are named Einstein.

- [sighs]
Safety deposit?

- We can look into that
from the command post.

- Stop trying to drag me away,
Anthony.

- The boss is on his way,

and you two
aren't interacting well.

And I sense you're running
a little hot this morning.

So if we are out of sight,

like at the command post,

maybe we could avoid
some tension.

- If he stays out of my face,
we can.

[police sirens wail]

[tires squeal]

♪

- You two, leave.

Work it from the office.

♪

[tires squeal]

- God, you're doing
that angry driving thing.

I know I'm supposed to keep
my mouth shut--

watch and learn--

but damn it, all I'm learning

is how to get sent home early
from active scenes.

- Owen filed for divorce.

[dramatic music]

♪

- You know what?

Good.
- Anthony.

Do not.

- I'm just saying maybe
it's an opportunity to move on.

- We've been together
since we were five.

- He also knows the job

will never believe
you weren't involved

as long
as you're still married.

- They can go to hell.
- But they won't!

You will, though.

One demotion after another
until you can chart a spiral

from
first Black female supervisor

in the criminal branch
of the New York office

to eventually
lady in the basement

who can show you
where the staples are.

[police sirens wail]
[tires squeal]

[suspenseful music]

♪

[computer beeps]

- It's up.
Surveillance New York Commerce.

♪

- The sleight of hand
was cute,

but a little like a fish
on a dock sucking for air.

- [speaking Portuguese]

A little saying
from childhood.

Don't poke a tiger
with a short stick.

[radio static]
- The bank is surrounded.

Your people will not get out.

You will not be traded
for hostages.

The stunt fell flat.

- Well, let's see if
the next one will have a kick.

♪

- See, whether it's a glitch
in the autopay

or you actually neglected
the bill, our hands are tied.

- Over one payment?
- Unfortunately.

Please.

♪

[cell phone vibrates]

- Hi, Mom.

- Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

♪

[screaming]
- Everybody get down!

[gunshots firing]
[screaming]

[horn honking]

- I am an honest agent.

Did I hide Owen's identity
when he popped on that wire?

No. I went to my ASAC
within the hour

and reported, "My husband
may be involved in my case."

And for that,
they wanna muscle me out?

- If so, is it smart to get up
in their face?

- You ever hear
of an old-time bootlegger?

Luther Darnell.
I grew up next door

to his grandkids.
Nice guy.

Stone-cold criminals,
like their grandfather.

Next door, the Baileys' dad.
Captain in the Three-Nine.

And mine?
Uniform patrol.

Cops, hoodlums
down every block.

So I know crime,

but I chose the other way.

And Owen did, too,

until he slipped,
and I still don't know why.

But until I do, he does not get
to dump this marriage.

And until the Bureau
accepts my word,

they will get the street
fighter side of my DNA.

[radio static]
- All units, 91--

[tires squeal]
[honking]

Repeat: all units,
91 new takeover

at the First Capital
Security Bank--

- Another bank.

- It's two blocks away.
I plan to respond.

Do you have a problem
with that?

♪

[tires squeal]
[sirens wail]

- Val.

Val.

Val!

[tires squeal]
[honking]

.

[indistinct radio chatter]
[sirens wailing]

- We're good.
- You gotta head back.

This whole sidewalk's closed.

- I know this bank.

Solomon Santillana
has 70 million in here.

- Cartel guy.
From two years back.

- I led the RICO case
that put him away.

Word was, he had
five safe deposit boxes here

with diamonds, gold coins,
and crypto codes.

- So what are we doin'?

- I have the number
to his burner phone.

- He's in a level five
federal pen.

- He is,
but he's resourceful.

- And how do you
have his number?

- Cost me six Snickers

and a carton of smokes.

I'm resourceful too.

[buzz]

[dramatic music]

- [whispers] Val Turner.

- Val Turner?
Get out of town.

Val!
Ha! I'm watching you on TV!

- Solomon, you see what bank
I'm at?

- Oh, hell yeah.

- Is it you?
New York Commerce?

- Hey,
that is the nicest thing

anyone has said to me all week.

- It's not a denial.

- Val, I do not have the plums
or the people

to bang two New York banks
in one hour.

Come on.
And definitely not

from the joint.
[laughs]

- Solomon, you do have
the plums and the people.

- Well,
it's not my business now.

No way.
I'm serious here.

I'm about living right

and dropping fire beats.

- [laughs]
No one would touch this bank

without your permission.

- I'm tellin' you,

you're giving me
way too much credit, V.

- Appropriate credit.

There was only one person
you kneeled to, and...

♪

- You dropped off, Val.

♪

- There is that one person,
isn't there?

- You look tense.

Too much worrying.

- Is it her?

She'd take this bank
in a heartbeat,

and New York Commerce, and--

- I've always respected you,
Val.

All right?

I mean,
you're the reason I'm here.

You put me away,
so you're smart.

But do you remember
the last time

you tangled with her?

- Solomon,
what do you know about this?

- Good luck, Agent Turner.

♪

- Let's get this line back
at least another block.

We get these news--
how did these news crews

get in here before us, huh?

- Why don't you let me
get him up to speed...

- [sighs]
You don't take a hint.

- Sir, do you know
the name "Elena Fedorova?"

Arms trafficker?

She runs
an international organization

of soldiers for hire
known as SMT--

Skazka o Myortvoy Tsarevne.

Russian for "Snow White."

- Where is this coming from?

- Is she involved?

- What do you know about her?

- Keen military strategist,
loyal to no country.

Snow White handled
money laundering

for Solomon Santillana.

We crossed paths in Gambia.

She tried to kill me
or have me killed.

The jury's still out
on who pulled the trigger.

I have a five-volume subfile
on her.

- Have it on my desk ASAP.

- I'm getting' real tired
of being sent away.

- You dug your own grave.

♪

- If these two banks are
a Snow White operation,

it's likely there's
a larger strategy at play.

She thinks on a big scale,
like--

she could be
targeting more banks.

I suggest we put
a 91 Prevent Defense--

- A Prevent Defense on all
765 banks in the city?

That's madness, Val.

♪

- Little pit stop?

What's this?

- You know what a comm hub is?

- Bank with a server farm?

Patrols communications
between branches.

- And secure transfers between
all 765 banks in the city.

Unless you hack it.
Then it's not secure.

- Then we're here to raid
the lollipop bowl.

- If I'm Fedorova,

I hit it next.

- What are we lookin' for?

Dudes with faces
that haven't downloaded?

- We're lookin' for the rock
in the river,

any disruption in the flow.

Looks like an office building,
but inside...

it's a fortress.

[alarm ringing]

[explosion]
[glass shatters]

[screaming]

[suspenseful music]

♪

- All units, 91 new takeover.
Republic Bank of New York.

- All units, 91 new takeover.
America World Savings Bank.

- Two more banks.

[cell phone ringing]
- [sighs]

Agent Turner.

- Get your files.

She's at Fort Totten.

Go.

♪

[somber music]

♪

- This subfile is extensive.

♪

Her husband, Sergey.
He died when?

- 18 months ago.

- Why haven't I heard
about this?

- Doak hasn't been interested
in new business

from me for a year.

- Well, we are.

He said you might have insight
into her endgame.

- Five years ago,
I was in Gambia,

doing interrogations
after an attempted coup.

A warlord named Kahlil laid
siege to a fishing village,

raping women
as a demoralizing tactic.

Fedorova showed up out of
the blue with a team of five,

liberated the village
within the hour.

- How?

- The warlord
ran out of cigarettes.

She sent in two cartons
laced with heroin.

30 minutes later,
she walked in unopposed.

- So what, she just showed up
bucking for sainthood?

- She slaughtered them all,
so no,

she's not interested
in sainthood.

Why is she in custody?

- What, this not good enough?

- She's been operating
for years.

Why now?

- We've been flushing her out
with bribes

across eastern Europe
for two months.

A waiter in Tverskaya
tipped us

that she comes in same day
every year.

- She has her own army.

She's obsessively cautious,

and her operations
are overly engineered.

I'd consider
she led you to her,

and this waiter
may be involved somehow.

- You give her a lot of credit.

- I'm not sure
you give her enough.

I need the name of that waiter.

[dramatic music]

- Necati Acar.

No record
with the Russian Politsiya.

Nothing with Interpol.
Brick wall.

- If she led us to her,

find out why.

♪

[buzzing]

[buttons beeping]

- Agent Valerie Turner.

♪

Took you long enough.

♪

.

[door clicks and slides]

- You've been expecting me?

- Since I got here.

I've been hoping
to meet you since--

- You tried to put a bullet
in my head?

- Tried?

It went
right where it was aimed.

- So I'd trace it.

You could've sent a card.
- I did.

An hour ago.

[dramatic music]

You're impressive.

Solomon Santillana
was untouchable until you.

- We're not here to discuss me.

- Oh, but we are.

♪

I've been chased by law
enforcement all over the world.

So many personalities.

Although most clock in
for a pension.

Of course,
there's the crooks...

with a badge.

Then there's you.

Your devout faith

in the institution you serve,
Agent Turner.

You actually turned
your husband in to the FBI

and thought you'd be rewarded.

You can't let go...

even if it destroys you.

♪

You're a unicorn.

- You're gonna make me blush.

- Is blind faith a compliment?

- You may be dazed

from your ride
in the shipping box,

but I'm here to offer you
an opportunity--

- To help myself.
Don't.

- To communicate your goals.

- For leniency?

You've studied me.
When do I negotiate?

- You negotiated to get
your husband's corpse

out of Crimea.

♪

Cost you six cruise missiles,
right?

♪

For someone who grew up ruled
by an institution

that abandoned you
and left you for dead,

not having control
is challenging.

But we're
not some third-world country

you can steamroll.

So unless there's
another explanation,

the bank takeovers are what?

Terrorism?

- Now you're dazed.

But divorce will do that
to you.

♪

Sorry.

Pending divorce.

♪

I know what you're thinking:
"I just got the papers."

- You looked into my husband?

- You looked into mine.

- Sergey Vodianov was a part

of a criminal organization.

- So was Owen Turner.

♪

For what it's worth,

I never found anything close
to what you were accused of:

shielding Owen
from prosecution.

♪

- And I never found evidence
it was you who poisoned Sergey.

- A false rumor.

♪

He was the love of my life.

♪

- Same.

♪

- I have a little story
to tell you.

A fairy tale...

♪

About a girl
who loved her father.

♪

- [speaking Russian]

- Her father taught the girl
everything about surviving

the cruel world.

He taught her to kill.

Or she'd be killed.

♪

- [exhales]

- [gasping]

[speaking Russian]

[both grunting]

[suspenseful music]

- Are you telling me this
to prove you're a killer?

That's well documented.

- I'm telling you this because
you worked so hard to know me.

But you know nothing.

- Why is it so important
that I know the real you?

- One day, you'll drop
the blind faith

and join a partnership.

You should know your partners.

♪

The little girl
loved her father.

He was her hero.

She was his princess.

[dramatic music]

♪

This little girl grew up
in a world of great cruelty.

But this is a story
about the day

that little girl grew up.

♪

It's a different kind
of fairy tale.

♪

- You're a mother.

♪

I didn't know that till now.
I saw the stretch marks

from pregnancy.
Where's the child?

- Safe.
- Sergey's?

♪

- Yes.

- Tell me what you want
to accomplish.

- [sighs]
This again.

My attorney is James Glover.
I would like to speak with him.

- When the hell have you
ever hid behind a lawyer?

You're playing coy?

Now?

That's not the woman
I saw in Gambia.

You wanted to take back
the village, you took it back.

You wanted to cut off
the blood diamonds,

you imploded the mine.

I saw it with my own eyes.

- Your eyes should tell you
that the cigarettes

have already been dipped.

♪

- Kahlil's mine.

You could've taken a billion
out of it.

But you blew it up.

You following
that pattern here?

- Keep asking good questions.

♪

.

[alarm buzzing]

[dramatic music]

- What happening?
- The mole.

Manzer is his name.

Caught him on surveillance

planting the message card
on Doblin.

Oh, he's got this too.

- See that?
You're not bulletproof.

♪

- [laughing]

You're never gonna get her.

Everything you took,

she's gonna have back
by the end of the day.

- Just get him out of here.

- Are you gonna take that
as confirmation?

- Of what?

- The Second Bank Fedorova took

is used by the Bureau
for confiscated funds.

Hers are there.

- From what that dumb son
of a bitch said,

she's gonna try
to reclaim her funds

and redistribute them
through the comm hub.

- Taking back money
is small time for her.

- She just told you
it was like Gambia.

- The bank manager inside
texted that there's access

through a vent.
We are moving now.

- Look, this is a misread.

Gambia is about bigger game,
and the biggest bank

in New York is-is--

♪

- Federal Reserve.

- How is she gonna steal
6,000 tons of gold?

- I suggest we divert
an FBI SWAT team--

- Okay, seriously.

Réal, who the hell
put her in charge?

- I am filling a vacuum.

- We have been manipulated
all day,

and now she calls in
a dirty agent to, what,

make a pal?

- I am not dirty.

- Agent Turner.
[whispers] Agent Turner.

♪

[normal voice] HRT will
raid-secure the second bank.

In the meantime, there's a SWAT
unit on the way from Boston.

I'll assign them
to the Federal Reserve.

- I would devote
more resources--

- [whispers] Agent Turner!

[normal voice] You did
really nice work in there.

Take the win.

♪

- Sir.

♪

[lively music]

[police sirens]

Anthony.
What do you got?

- Val.
Are you sure the--

Federal Reserve?

Off a lead I'd call tenuous,

which is a nice way
of saying flimsy.

- Look--
[cell phone vibrates]

H-hold on.

Agent Turner.

- Hello, Mrs. Turner.
This is Michael Bagnall.

I'm representing Owen
in your divorce proceedings.

- Wow, okay,
you have abysmal timing.

- Is there really a good time
for this kind of thing?

- Then maybe not.
[clicks]

Hey, you there?

- Yeah, yeah.
Things are blowing up here.

They're going all in
to retake the bank.

- Can we get
some quiet in here?

- They're wrong about this,

and all hell
is gonna break loose.

Anthony, wear your vest.

- Way ahead of you.

♪

- They're here.

- It won't be long now.

Pretty soon, we're going to be
like a corduroy pillow:

making headlines.

[indistinct chatter]

- I think we already are.

- Think about the goal.

Together forever.

Stay cool, my love.

- Yeah.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- We've dropped through
the manhole in Avenue A.

Proceeding to the utility
access room under the bay.

- Acknowledge once in place.

Maintain comms
on channel four.

- Copy.
Proceeding to the bank's

boiler room and water main.

There's visual on access.

We're seconds from entry.

[water running]

We'll access the bank lobby
through the ventilation system.

I've got eyes on it.

- Green light to execute.

- Received.

♪

[beeping]

Whoa.

♪

[beeping]

- Get the hell out of there!

- Go, go, go!

- [shouts]

We need to put
a 91 Prevent Defense

on all banks in the city.

♪

- Do we seem sloppy to you?

Do you think
we don't know this bank?

Who works here, their habits,
personalities...

who might play big shot texting
the FBI with a burner he uses

to communicate
with his mistress.

No more heroics, Mr. Lawton.

Give it to me.

♪

- [sighs]

♪

[police sirens wailing]

[tires squeal]

[whistle blows]

♪

- Hey.

Fed police
have it locked down.

But I don't see Boston SWAT.

- They're a minute out.
They weren't racing.

They're more of
a covering-the-bases measure.

- Leaders and diplomats
enter on Pine, am I right?

The back entrance?

- Yeah, yeah,
I'm seeing the back way.

Probably locked down too.

Why don't you
get back to Avenue A?

No way Doak sends us
packing now.

- Son of a bitch.
It's the waiter.

FBI!

[gunshots fire]
[screaming]

Go, go!

[gunshots firing]
[screaming]

- Freeze!

[screaming]

♪

[tires squealing]
[sirens wailing]

- Abida! Abida!

- I've got the girls.
Stay where you are.

There may be more shooters.

♪

Anthony,
shots fired at the Reserve.

Boston SWAT has the scene.

We're gonna hole up
in the Reserve.

- Damn it, Val.

You're gonna give me
a heart attack.

[cell phone vibrates]
Hold on.

Flowers.

- Agent Flowers, this is
Commander Dowd, Boston SWAT.

We're in gridlock.
ETA unknown.

♪

- Val,
I don't know who you're with,

but it's not Boston SWAT.

♪

- What's happening?
What's happening?

♪

- You come for these kids...

You die.

♪

.

- The woman they took
is Ameera Ojjeh,

Saudi industrial magnate

and board member
of the Federal Bank.

You know what that means?

She has the biometrics
to open the vault.

She comes once a year
for admin duties.

This time, she brought her kids
to show them the gold.

I called it, Anthony.

- Doak said the scene is yours
to coordinate down here.

That's a good thing, Val.

Don't screw it up.

[cell phone vibrates]

- [sighs]

[cell phone vibrating]

- My attorney is James Glover.
I would like to speak with him.

[ominous music]

♪

[cell phone vibrating]

- This is Mike Bagnall.

- Does your partner
represent Elena Fedorova?

- Our firm does represent
Ms. Fedorova.

- And you just happen
to represent my husband--

a firm there's no way
he could afford.

Are you coercing him?

- Agent Turner,
let's meet at Delmonico's.

- Never heard of it.
You need to--

- It's right behind you.

♪

- You have one minute
to explain,

or I take you into custody.

♪

- Agent Turner,
I'm gonna present

an opportunity
to help your husband.

- So your client's
been meddling

in the personal life
of a federal agent?

- Ms. Fedorova has evidence

that could prove
Owen's innocence.

She has a trade to propose:

your help in a certain matter
for your husband's freedom.

- And this evidence...

how did she come by it?

- She's the one who framed him.

♪

- You're under arrest.

- And you have something
on your coat.

♪

- I'll be coming for you both.

- It would be much easier
for us to come for you.

Ms. Fedorova
can explain further.

Have a nice day, Agent Turner.

[suspenseful music]

♪

[beeping]

♪

- What's this?
What the hell's going on?

Are we being hacked?

♪

- Looks like he's in a crawl
space between two buildings.

What's next door?

Another bank.

Fidelity Bank of New York.

♪

- Make 'em retake it.

Storm the vault now!
- It's locked down.

No entry.
We put up a Prevent Defense

at all 765 banks in the city.

- [clears throat]

Have I got your attention?

♪

[door clicks]
[alarm buzzing]

- Stop now,
or I go off book.

It's not pleasant.

But it's really effective.

- [laughs]

I can't wait.

♪

- Last chance.

And I'm being generous here.

- Before we continue,

I suggest
you resign immediately.

- Okay, uh, I'm gonna decline
that suggestion

and give you one of my own.

Shove it up your a--

[knocking]

♪

- [laughing]

♪

[sighs]

Your grandmother's.

Don't worry.
The rabbit is safe.

But there are other things
in that safe deposit box

you don't want public:

crypto keys,
proof of embezzlement,

zip drive photos
of Ms. Batista.

- Snow White
and the seven banks.

So that's
what all of this is about?

Blackmail?

- Afraid you're next?

You're not.

You are.

♪

[both grunting]

♪

I took over seven banks.

♪

But not for money.

- [grunting]

[both scream]

- You want to know why?

[both grunting]

For power.

♪

For revenge.

[neck cracks]

Or for something
as simple as love.

♪

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music]

- It's under way.

♪

Good luck, Sergey.

♪

- [sighs]

♪

I won't need it, Owen.

♪

Elena is in charge now.

I'll be out soon.

[alarm buzzing]
[door clicks open]

♪

- The worst day of my life,
and I still almost got you.

What do you think
I'll do tomorrow?

♪

- Small thinking.

What's in motion will eclipse
you, the FBI, the government.

You're going to learn a lot,
Agent Turner.

♪

- You have no idea
who you're dealing with.

♪

- There's
the old street fighter.

♪

I have another story
to tell you.