All language subtitles for Blindspot.S04E04.WEBRip.x264-ION10

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Rich!

Ah!

Easy, Johnny Utah.

Geez! Watch where
you point that thing.

Is that any way to treat
a guest in your home?

Guests are invited
into my home.

So what are you doing?

What does it look like
I'm doing?

Solving a tattoo.

Last night, yours truly
found a clue

in the Tokyo data cache

that deciphered
this text.

Fun twist:
It's a recipe.

And the only way
to solve that is in my kitchen?

Well, it's not
the only way,

but it's definitely
the most delightful way.

And, okay, I'm also
a little bit worried about

my favorite FBI power couple.
Is that a crime?

Yeah. It's called
breaking and entering.

Not when you have a key.

How do you have
a key to my apartment?

So, how is Jane doing

with the whole, you know,
dying thing?

How are you doing,
by the way?

'Cause people
think about the afflicted,

they don't think about
the caregiver,

and I'm concerned about you.

I mean, you know,
for both of you,

but you especially.

I'm not a caregiver.

What are you making?

Uh, let's see.
The recipe calls for

ten cups of cream,
a cup of lemon juice,

a hint of rosemary,

sliced okra-- I'm not
crazy about that part...

Uh, yeah, I'm not
crazy about that.

You shouldn't be mixing
the lemon juice in the cream.

What do you mean?
I just did.

Abbondanza. I wouldn't do that.

Yeah.

So the lemon juice,
that curdles the cream.

Mm-hm, it really does.
Right in your mouth.

Now, what is this?

It's a recipe for
Brunswick stew.

Cream shouldn't be there.

Oh, Roman, you minx.

It's a Caesar shift,

and cream
is the key

to unlocking it.

Numbers turn into letters,

letters turn into...An address.

See, I did need to be here.Yeah.

Dream Team, huh?

Hey, where's Jane?

I dunno.

Door's unlocked!

I won't get mad that
you guys are ten minutes late

if you don't get mad that
I'm not leaving a tip.

Jane?

What are-- What are you--
Are you with anyone?

Just me.

You've been busy.

Oh, yeah.

The U.S. government
can take

my TV and my Internet,

but, uh, I'll always
have my art.

I can see that.

I'm afraid you've caught me
smack dab in the middle

of my Narwhal Period.

The most majestic
of all tusked sea mammals.

It's not too late
to find someone else.

The FBI seized
all of his servers

with the rest
of the black site intel on it.

We just need to find a hacker
who can retrieve it.

Got anyone in mind?

Yeah.

Uh, please.

Sit. Make yourself
at home.

This is not
a social visit.

The FBI is recruiting hackers

to find a hole
in our cyber defenses.

I want you on my team.

Wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

Is it-- Is this
a secret audition

for one of those sweetheart
consulting gigs like Rich has?

It is, isn't it?I can neither
confirm nor deny.

Oh, you can't say.
It's fine.

I am all the way in.

Somewhere on
the FBI network

is a target file.

We're in a race to find it
and get it off the server

without anyone noticing.

Um, first concern:

Uh, from what I saw,

Patterson and Rich
have basically made

the FBI impenetrable
to outside forces.

Okay. What about
from the inside?

Well.

Well, that's an entirely--
I mean, from the inside,

the right device,
put on the right server,

could compromise
their entire network

without anyone being
the wiser.

But, why tell you
when I can show you?

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Ta-da!

An Ethernet cable.

What, that attaches
to the device?

No, the cable
is the device.

When hacking into
highly secure
government servers,

discretion
is paramount.

And what better disguise

than an unassuming
little black wire?

I take it back.

This is our guy.

Well, welcome back.

No souvenirs?

Things at Amsterdam got...

...complicated.

We were just
discussing that.

We?

Yes.

We were discussing
your inability

to steal personnel files
from Bradley Dynamics

as you were tasked to.

I'm sorry.
Who is she?

Someone less inclined
toward mistakes.

Bradley has billions
of dollars in contracts

with the U.S. government.

Meaning, the FBI
will have conducted

extensive background checks
on every exec at the company.

Okay, well, I'm pretty familiar
with how the FBI works,

so I can take it from--

No, you can't.

You're going to
stay put.

Claudia's going to

leverage somebody at the FBI
who has sufficient clearance

to get us what we want.

Who?

Assistant Director
Edgar Reade.

I want a full debrief

of his psychological
profile,

so that I can tailor his

enhanced interrogation
accordingly.

You mean torture.
Yeah.

We mean torture.

Is that going to be
a problem?

What do you want to know?

Kurt!

Allie. What are
you doing here?

Bethany's next visit
isn't for, like, two weeks.

What am I doing here?

You called me,
remember?

We need to talk about Jane.

You wanted to talk,
so I'm here to talk.

Yeah, I didn't mean
in person.

You didn't sound good.

All right?
It's fine.

I moved up
a work trip.

I'm worried about you.Worried about me?

Jane is the one
that's sneaking around.

She just got the worst news
someone can get.

Don't you think that warrants
a few strange behaviors?

For all you know,
she's commiserating with

a cancer patient,
you know?

Someone with
a similar diagnosis.

In secret

Allie, the whole thing
feels wrong.

As wrong as spying
on your wife?

Hey.

Weller, you coming?
Hey, Allie.
Yeah.

Hey.
Yeah.

I'll be there
in a sec, uh...

We'll...
we'll pick this up later.

Okay?

All right, Rich.

What do you got
on this address of yours?

Uh, the address of ours.
We found it together.

It's an abandoned
psychiatric hospital.

Closed in the '50s for
inhumane practices.

How bad does
an asylum have to be

to get shut down
in the '50s?

I don't even
wanna think about it.

Hasn't been occupied since.

Yeah, because
it's obviously haunted.

The complex's design
and remoteness

make it an ideal
hiding place.

A hiding place for what?

There's only
one way to find out.

Let's move.

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Okay, but hey,
don't split up.

Or dare each other
to spend the night.

That's weird.

What is?

The graffiti.

It's cut off
right there.

Then this door
is new.

Heads up.

Someone's watching us.

Get down!

They're shooting
through the wall!

Dead.

Either I'm missing something

or this guy was
very protective

of his doll collection.

The hell did we just find?

♪♪

Why can't I look away?

It's like I'm stuck
in a staring contest

with my own soul.

Why does it have teeth

So, have we got
any idea

as to why these dolls
are worth killing for?

Uh, no, but we do know
a little something

about the shooter.

He was a smuggler
known as The Carpathian.

He made a name for himself

smuggling for
Serbian rebels,

and when the wars were over,
he went freelance,

moving everything from drugs

to rocket launchers
across the globe.

I'm guessing there's
no rocket launchers in there,

so drugs?

Well, uh, imaging
did not reveal

any secret compartments,
but, uh,

the dolls themselves
could be contraband.

Opioids like heroin
can be starched

and shaped into
plastic-like objects,

perfect for smuggling.
Or so I've heard.

Laurel, hey!
Come on in.
Hey, hi!

Hi.
Guys, this is
Laurel Chadwick.

DEA Chemical Analysis
Division.

Thought I'd help you
come figure out

what's going on inside
this cute little dolly.

Oh, she's precious.

So, Laurel

is actually an expert
in heroin starching.

Blah, blah, blah.
Who cares?

Come on,
time to strike

while your feds are
playing tea party.

Excuse me, I'm...

I'm not feeling very well.

Migraine.

I'm gonna take something.

Be right back.

♪♪

Let's go back to Reade's health.

Any old injuries?Is this really
the best use of our time?

Yeah, he blew his knee out
in college.

How does that
help us?

Just pull out
his fingernails

till he gives us
what we want.

Torture won't work.

I say we break into
Reade's apartment.

He has a hard line
into the FBI's

New York office
that bypasses the firewall.

I know everything we need
to exploit

Reade's remote access.

We can be in and out
of his apartment with the intel

and no one will know
we were there.

It's less fun, but...

being invisible does have
its advantages.

Fine, but Claudia
leads the op,

and you know what to do
if it gets messy.

♪♪

Boston said
we need

to access
a comms server.

What's your plan?There's two in the building.

One is in the main server room,
which gets no foot traffic.

But it's loaded
with cameras.

The other is in
the server corridor

off the bullpen,

which is in
a camera blind spot.

Yeah, because it's near
the busiest part
of the building.

Little tricky getting
alone time there.

Not during
a general staff meeting.

♪ Hydrogen is number one

♪ But helium
is much more fun ♪

♪ Lithium...

Is that the...?Periodic Table song.

Played on a non-stop loop
in my house when I was a kid.

Of course, your house.

You don't actually
like this song?
Like it?

I lost my virginity to it.

Twice.

Okay, you guys have fun.

When you figure out

what the dolls
are made of,

or who the smuggler
worked for,

let me know.

Uh, hang on.

I was actually thinking

now might be a good time
to talk about,

you know, Zapata.

WhyNo, I mean...

Talk about Zapata.

Betraying us
as friends and...

more than friends.

Look, like I said,
when you know something,
let me know.

Yeah, but what about
what White said?

White said to
treat her like a suspect,

so that's what we do,
all right?

You don't actually believe--

It doesn't matter
what I believe.

If you have some intel
on her whereabouts,

then put it in a report.

Otherwise, we have
nothing to discuss.

That it?
Yep.

So I used to have that
on cassette tape.

Hey. Hey, Allie.

You heading out
so soon?

Yeah, I got
a meeting uptown.

But, uh, you, me and Jane
should grab dinner tonight.

I-I told you that
something's wrong
with my wife.

You want to have
dinner together?

What I want
is for you to relax, okay?

You guys have both
been going through so much.

That is who she met.

Now, she didn't show up on
any of our face-rec systems,

databases, nothing.

Not being in
a criminal database

is a good thing.

You can find people.

You're good at it.

All I'm asking for

is your help.
No.

I am not gonna look into
your wife or her friends, okay?

I'm not here as a marshal.
I'm here for you.

Dinner. Tonight.

I'll even do vegan.

That's how much
I love you guys.

Stop. Allie, stop.

I found Jane
with a needle.

She said...

if this ZIP poisoning
got any worse,

or we couldn't
find a cure,

then she's gonna
end things

on her own terms.

Oh, my God, I'm sorry.
That's awful.

I'm scared she's...

she's trying to pull
away from me.

Trying to...

spare me the pain
of seeing her die.

She, um...

This woman?

What if she's helping her
to disappear?

Shh. It's okay,
little dolly.

This'll only hurt
a teensy-weensy bit.

♪♪

Huh.

What is it?Nothing. Just paint.

Need to go
a little deeper.

This is definitely
going to hurt.

Now, one minute till
the staff meeting.

And that's a problem.

She's right where
we need to be.

Hey, you think we should...

Imagine.

Killing someone
right in the building.

One last parting gift
for the FBI

before we leave
to break out Shepherd.

You got something?Uh, maybe.

A reverse image search

might have just found

a couple of dolls
in the wild.

One of the photos
was taken in Sierra Leone

and the other in India.

Wait.
This is weird.

Both images were taken
by volunteers for

Doctors Without Borders.

Hey, so the initial X-rays
were correct.

The dolls don't have
any hidden chambers,

but additional imaging
found that they're, um,

skin is hollow

and filled with
an ultra-fine layer

of a particulate
of some sort,

possibly cocaine.

Not saying that because
I'm invested in that outcome

or because I miss cocaine,
because I don't.

In both cases,

the doctors were responding to

an outbreak
of hemorrhagic fever.

Oh, that's too bad.
That could have been fun.

♪♪

Laurel, stop what you're doing!

The biohazard response system
has been activated.

If you are not
in a quarantine zone,

please proceed to
the nearest exit.

Laurel, don't move.

No one move!

If that dust

is carrying
what I think it is,

inhaling any of it
could be fatal.

Is this a drill?

No.

The FBI is under
biological attack.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

Laurel, it's gonna be okay.
It's okay.

Just try not to move.

Everyone stay
as still as possible.

Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?

Empty the trash can
and then duct tape the lining

around Laurel's area
to contain the dust?

That's much better.
I was actually just thinking

that she's probably
gonna die.

Rich!

There's duct tape
in the second drawer.

Yeah?

Laurel, you're doing great.

I'm gonna die.

No, no, no, no, no.
Hey, hey.

You're a scientist.

What does
the science say?

Only a fraction of people

that are exposed to
a pathogen contract it,

and only a fraction of them
become symptomatic.

Okay?

And odds are, you're gonna
wake up tomorrow morning

as if none of this
ever even happened.

What if I don't?

I don't wanna die.

Hey, hey, hey.

Uh, wanna hear a joke?

What?

Huh? Um...

Okay, uh,

not really a joke teller
in the traditional sort of--

but I'm gonna get you
to at least crack a smile,

or I'm taking you for
a steak dinner at Mr. Velvet.

Okay? Um, here we go.

Um, uh, two hunters
in the woods.

One of them just collapses,

there's no signs of life,
eyes glaze over,

the other one calls 9-11.

Rich.Mm-kay, that's not
really appropriate

given the circumstances.
Um...

Check this out.
Say "knock-knock."

Laurel

That's it, c'mon.
Say "knock-knock."

Knock-knock.

Who's there?

Yeah. Not my best work.
Kind of a...

an easy laugh there,
but you know what?

I'm still gonna take you out
for a steak dinner

when we get out of here,
okay?

This is just
precautionary.

Odds are it could all
just be dust.

Okay?

♪♪

What?

Hey. Sir, Kurt Weller, FBI.

Allie Knight, U.S. Marshals.Colonel Beck, U.S. Army

Biological and Chemical
Response Unit.

The lockdown was triggered
in the basement lab,

which caused
an immediate quarantine

of all the below-ground floors.

That's cut them off from
the rest of the building.

All right, air flow?Completely restricted.

Individual rooms
have their own quarantine.

All right, good job.
We'll take over from here.

Hey, uh, let's make this
the mud room.

Sykes, give me control
of all doors

and let's spoke the building's
comms through our hub.

Come on, people, let's move!

You're worried about Jane?Yeah.

She's not answering
her phone.

We need to plant
that device.

If we could just get
these people out of this room.

They can all be exposed to
a deadly pathogen.

And?

If these people have to die
to save Shepherd...

...then so be it.

No one who chooses
to work here is a victim.

Even Weller?Especially Weller.

So...

how do we clear
this place out?

We don't.

He does.

♪♪

Hi, Laurel.
I'm Colonel Beck.

I'm here to help you.

I'm contagious,
aren't I?

That's why--
that's--

that's why
you're sealing me up?

I'm Patient Zero?

I'm Typhoid Mary?

The monkey
from "Outbreak"?

What?
Did you know that
that monkey

also played Ross's pet,
Marcel, on "Friends"?

Really versatile primate.
You've seen "Friends," right?

Mm-mm.
What? You've never
seen "Friends"?

Are you kidding me?

With the beautiful
20-something New Yorkers

with huge apartments

who don't know any
people of color?

That doesn't ring a bell?No.

Okay, we gotta add that
to the list of things we do

when you get
out of here, okay?

Now, this gentleman here
is gonna help you.

Uh, he's gonna tell you that
you're in good hands

and that, uh,
this is as much

for your protection
as it is ours.

Isn't that right?What he said.

This is a reaction serum.

Okay? It's designed to
slow down

your symptoms
and buy us some time

in order to figure out
what we're dealing with.

Do I have your permission
to inject you?

Yes.

Just a pinch, okay?

There you go.

Laurel Chadwick, female,
injected at 3:35 p.m.

Hang tight.

Okay?

That was
a mosquito bite, right?

Excuse me just for
a second.Sure.

So, uh,

looks like we'll be here
a while, huh?

Well, it depends on what
we find in those dolls.

You don't think
it's hemorrhagic fever?

Doctors Without Borders
says that the--

Doctors Without Borders
specializes in triage,

not epidemiology.

Okay? Hemorrhagic fever
is unlikely,

because the pathogen comes
from biological spore dust.Okay.

So you think it's anthrax?
Or ricin

I'm just--
let me stop you there.

I find it's best for people
who are in quarantine

not to spend too much time
thinking about, you know,

what they've been
exposed to.

Okay?
In places like this,

the only thing more dangerous
than the disease,

is the human mind.

Says the guy
in the hazmat suit.

Says the professional who deals
with this stuff for a living.

Touché.

♪♪

Hey.

Are you okay?

Why haven't we
been cleared yet?

We're nowhere near
the dolls.

I'm sure they're just
playing it safe.

I mean, the dolls did
pass through here,

but it's not like
they touched anything.

They passed through here?

Well, yeah.
I saw them myself.

You did?
Relax.

If it were airborne,
we'd all be dead by now.

And you heard them.
They said there's

minimal chance
for infection

and they're just
holding us here

as a precautionary measure.

If they were lying,
that would mean

they would be shutting us
in here to die

to protect themselves.

Do you really think
the government would do that?

♪♪

What's this?These blue rooms,

they've been cleared
of the pathogen.

The red ones haven't.

According to Beck,

Jane is in there.

You need to talk to her.

About your concerns.

I just don't wanna
lose my wife.

You know what really
destroys a marriage

is this--
paranoia, distrust.

Just talk to her.

And then Ross goes,
"We were on a break!"

My God,
why would he do that?

I know.
'Cause he's an idiot?

I don't know,
that's just, that's...

David Schwimmer,
you wanna hate him

but ya can't
'cause he's so good.

Okay, I'm not really
doing the moment justice.

Let me go grab my tablet.Okay.

So who were they?

Who was whom?

The person in the hospital
you spent so much time with.

Was it a parent
or a sibling?

It's clear
you've done this before.

You know what?
I'm sorry, man, it's...

it's none of my business.
I'm...

just not in a good place
right now.

I guess none of us are.No, that's okay.

It's just, uh,

I'm usually
the one pulling

awkward, uncomfortable truths
out of people.

Not really used to it
going the other way, so.

Hey, guys?

Weller, are you still there? Yeah.

What have you got?

I'm trying to figure out

what the pathogen is.

and the doll's history suggests

hemorrhagic fever,
but Beck's right.

HF requires a live host

to be transmissible.

Laurel was infected
by dust spores.

Like anthrax.

The good news about anthrax,

it's not communicable

from person
to person.

You can't catch it
from a cough

or a sneeze,
only from spores.

Why am I sensing a giant,
J.Lo

But...

Laurel is presenting with

a highly
communicable disease.

Whatever she has

is spreading through spores,
and hosts.

Nothing like this
exists in nature.

So you're saying it was

engineered to be
a bio-weapon.

I'm saying
it was engineered to be

the perfect bio-weapon.

Beck's team is looking for
a known disease.

They're barking up
the wrong tree.

These guys are slaves
to their playbooks.

We need this quarantine lifted
so we can get out there

and find whoever
made this disease.

Wait a second, so if this thing
was designed to be perfect,

does that mean
there's no hope for Laurel?

It just depends on how fast
her symptoms are progressing.

Laurel, do you have
any new symptoms?

Headaches?

Fever?

Laurel?

♪♪

♪ Hydrogen is number one

♪ Helium is much more... ♪

Hey!

Hey, please let me help!

This lab, my lab,
put it to use, okay?

We're not dealing with
a known contagion!

Patterson, I don't like
that look.

Beck told us to leave
the epidemiology to them.

No, he told me to leave it
to the professionals,

and I'm a professional.

Here.

Keep an eye out.

♪♪

Well, what do we have here?

Nice. That's good thinking.Yeah.

I'm with ya.
Easy.

I'm reading your mail.
Okay, here we go.

Yeah, got it.

Yep.There we go.

Lefty loosey,
Righty tighty... Yep.

Okay, got it.Okay, okay.

♪♪

Phew! Okay.

Okay. Yeah. Go.

Okay, nobody saw a thing.

About your team
down there,

the ones with Laurel,
the way they cared for her,

more concerned about
her life than their own.

You don't see that
very often.

Not in quarantine.

Your team is special.

That team thinks that

you're looking
in the wrong place.

They think that we're dealing
with a man-made package.

This is where I'm supposed
to give you some terse,

Pentagon-approved response

about how we don't need
outside help.

But I can't.

Not while we have
a body count.

What else does
your team think?

Um...

not much.

We know that the dolls
were being moved by a smuggler

with deep Serbian ties.

Do you know of any former
Serbian generals

with an interest
in epidemiology?

Can't be a long list.

I'll put
my unit on it.

When we get some names,
I'll reach out.

I didn't know nine mils

were effective
against any diseases.

Well, like I said,
your team is special.

I've been in enough
hot zones to realize

the effects quarantine
can have on most people.

The isolation, the fear.

We have to be prepared
for every contingency.

♪♪

I'm just saying

if someone in this room
is infected,

we're sitting ducks.

Relax.

Just because you were
near the lab

when we brought back
the dolls

doesn't necessarily mean
you're infected.

I hadn't even considered--

Wait, is that how
it spreads?

Don't worry.

If you were infected,

and I'm just
saying "if,"

the first things
you'd feel

are shortness of breath
and a headache.

And you don't
feel that, right?

Right.

What?Nothing.

I just...

I thought your lymph nodes
looked a bit puffy

for a second.

It's amazing how your mind
will start seeing

the worst-case scenarios
in these situations.

Oh, my God.

Jane, what if
I am infected?

Shelly, calm down, okay?
They're staring.

Calm down.

You're a good FBI agent.

Like top fi--
like the way

that you figured out
that I had hospitals...

You're like an all-time
great, I think.

Which is why
it pains me so much

to tell you I think
you're going about

the Zapata investigation
all wrong.

Oh, so you do know
her name?

Okay, look, you know
how in action movies,

cops are always saying like,
"This time it's personal"?

It's because it's the ones
that are in too deep,

those are the ones
that do the job.

You know what I mean?
They don't just sit around

waiting to read reports.

You've been eavesdropping

on Patterson and I's
conversations.

I keep my ears open, okay?

Sometimes stuff
falls into them.

Okay, look, if you quarantine
your feelings on this,

that's not only gonna be
unhealthy for you as a person,

it's bad for you
as a cop.

You might as well turn off
one of your senses.

Wait, this can't be.

What can't be?

Uh...

Laurel was infected
by bacterial spores,

but according to her blood,

she was killed
by a viral infection.

Could it be a mutation?

An impossible mutation.

Bacterias and viruses
are like apples and...

Cheeseburgers, hot dogs.Dolphins.

It's as if Laurel
was exposed

to an entirely
different pathogen

after she was in quarantine.

How is that possible?

It's Weller.

What's up, Kurt?

You guys seeing this?

Seeing what?

Someone just hacked open
the SIOC door.

Who would be stupid enough
to do something like that?

A bunch
of very scared people

that are about to get
themselves killed,

that's who.

We have to stop them from
getting out of that hallway.

Good work.

Problem?

One of these doors
is usually unlocked.

To think,
in a few minutes,

we'll know
Shepherd's location.

And if we're lucky,
a bunch of FBI employees

are about to catch
a very bad cold.

Too bad Weller's
not one of them.

Nice, but you
and I both know

that he should already
be dead.

What are you hiding
behind your back?

Why are you hesitating?

It was too soon.For who

You really wanna talk
about this right now?

Come on! Let's go.

Come on, open it up.

Jane! You okay?

Get rid of her.

Uh, Briana...

I think I'm infected.Oh, my God, Jane!

Stay here!
I'm gonna go get help!

Well, it's not how
I'd have done it,

but I guess
it got the job done.

Almost... got it.

What just happened?!

Boom! Rich.com
just happened,

Milton Dunlop from IT.

Those goobers won't
be going anywhere
any time soon.

Is that branch
from rosemary?

From that BCRU emblem?

It could be.
Rosemary is a healing plant.

Why?

Patterson...

we need to have
another look at the tattoo.

What Why?

'Cause we haven't
solved it yet, that's why?

Try using "rosemary"
as the key.

Okay, well,
if we put "rosemary"

for the Caesar shift,
we get...

...nothing.

Wait, in this recipe,

some of the numbers
are spelled out,

others aren't.

If we can take these digits

and use "rosemary"
to shift them...

...we get "beck BCRU."

So the tattoo points
to Beck's unit

and the smuggler?

Beck's not here
to stop that bio-weapon.

He's the one that made it.

What about the medicine
Beck injected into Laurel?

That's when Laurel was exposed
to whatever killed her.

Beck wasn't trying
to slow the symptoms,

he was trying
to speed them up

to kill her faster!

While masking
the original pathogen.

It was a smokescreen.
He was destroying evidence.

And taking advantage
of this quarantine

to run their own
controlled experiment.

We're not the patients,
we're the lab rats.

Where's Beck now?

This is designed
to slow down your symptoms

and buy us
a little more time

to figure exactly
what we're dealing with.

Do I have your consent
to inject you?

Yes.

♪♪

So, where's
this hardline?

When used with Reade's
FBI-issued laptop,

it provides direct access
into the FBI database.

Awesome.

But I don't see
a computer.

I get the feeling
there's a lot you don't see.

I don't suppose you have
one of Reade's thumbs with you?

His prints are
kind of everywhere.

Wonder where
I'll find yours.

So, what's your deal
anyway?

Where did Madeline
find you?

Upset you weren't consulted?

Just confused
as to what you offer.

Everyone has a line
they can't cross...

except me.
That's what I offer.

I will do whatever
Madeline needs done.

Like leaving that girl alive
at Kira Evans' house?

If you're gonna
make up stories,

they should at least
be based on something.

I wonder if Madeline knows.
Nah.

'Cause if she did,
you'd be dead.

Patterson...

I need you to do
whatever you can

and retake control
of this building.

Jane Doe, female...

administered reaction serum
at 6:04 p.m.

Wait, wait, is that
the medicine

they used
to kill Laurel?

Yes.

No, no, Kurt, Kurt, wait.

You're gonna single-handedly
take out this whole unit

with your bare hands?

I'm considering it, yes.

Kurt, come on.

Reade...

bring in the cavalry. I'm already on it.

We need to retake control
of this building by force.

How much time has Jane got? Laurel died in

less than an hour
after getting injected.

That's the clock
we have on Jane right now.

BCRU wouldn't be here
risking exposure

to their own bio-weapon
if they didn't have
a counter-agent.

Rich, I need to talk to Jane.

Can you patch me into
the building's P.A.?

Okay, all right, um,

they rewired the comms
through their equipment,

so it's gonna take me
a minute.

We haven't got one.
Patterson...

you find me a way to Jane.

Avoid all the rooms
that haven't been cleared yet.

Avoid all of Beck's teams.

You're going in?Don't worry.

Patterson, she'll get me
there in one piece.

Then she can get us
both there.

Hold up,
there's movement ahead.

Okay, you're safe to move when
you reach the corner.

Oh, no, wait!

♪♪

Okay, Weller, no more blue.

You go any further, you're gonna
be exposed to the pathogen.

Jane!
Don't trust him.

Whatever he's injected you
with is gonna kill you.

Agent Weller appears
to be suffering

from quarantine syndrome.

He's having a break
with reality.

It's over. We know what
you're doing.

So get your team to go
and find the counter-agent

to whatever you've
injected her with.

Just relax,
this'll be over soon.

Do what he says.

Jane!

Nobody woke up this morning
wanting to kill FBI agents.

Then you found
those damn dolls.

Sometimes fate
makes decisions for you.

Look on
the bright side.

Your death, what
we learn here today,

is only gonna make
our weapon stronger

and our nation safer.

Patterson, on my signal...
open this door.

Sorry, do what?

Kurt, you can't go in there
without a hazmat suit.

I have to.

Go back to that
safe room, okay? Go.

Patterson...
open the door.

♪♪

You still think
I'm crazy?

Huh? Did I just inject you
with a death sentence?

Where's the cure
for the disease!

For the reaction serum.
For all of it!

Where is it?

Who needs
enhanced interrogation

when you have modern
technology

It's asking for Reade's
emergency access PIN.

His what?
What PIN?

Wait, this screen
shouldn't be here.

Or maybe
you shouldn't be.No, it only appears

when the FBI's under
class "A" lockdown,

freezing out all access

both digitally
and physically.

Then we wait
till it's lifted.

No, it doesn't
work like that.

Even if this ended
this second,

it could still be
up to 24 hours

before they restore
complete digital access.

So much for doing
things your way.

Now we do them mine.

So, uh, this was
the good one, right?

Jane...

Hey.

Uh, how do we know
that this shot

is gonna counteract
the last one?

Because that's the same one
that Beck wanted for himself.

Ah, right.

Jane, I know I've been
a little dis--

Thank you.

All right, that's it.

The lockdown is
completely lifted.

Laurel was
the only casualty.

And no other
infected personnel.

And the Pentagon
is denying

all knowledge of Beck's
"rogue operation."

Of course they are.

All right.
Thanks, Patterson.

Hey, um,
about Zapata...

let's say we talk
about her.

I haven't slept since
I saw the photo

of her meeting
with Blake in Paris.

I just lay there,

wondering if
she ever loved me, or...

if I was just some mark
to her this entire time.

Whatever she has
or hasn't done,

before that
she was still Tasha.

Our Tasha.
And if she turned,

it was after
Keaton fired her.

And she had feelings
for you way before that.

Trust me.

She loved you.

And here is
your target file.

Hmm.
Did we get it first?
Did we win?

We sure did.
We're not done, though.

I'll be in touch

about the "next round"
of your audition.

And, um, this?

Keep it.
We're gonna need it.

Okay, seriously,
what's with the narwhals?

You really want to know?

Uh, it's nature's most
misunderstood animal.

Their so-called
"unicorn horn"?

It's not a horn,
it's a tooth.

And it's not a weapon.
It's how they talk.

The biggest threat
to their survival

isn't predators,
it's... their isolation.

Kurt, um...
Stop.

I know what you're gonna say.
"I told you so."

No, I was gonna say I looked
into this photo for you.

The woman's name
is Violet Park.

She works at
a non-profit in Jersey

and her record's
completely clean.

Thank you.

Why don't you seem happy
to tell me this?

It's not
what I found,

it's the reason
I looked into it.

There's something
that's been, uh...

bugging me about today.
About Jane.

When you got to
her quarantine zone,

she didn't stop you
from going in.

She didn't even try.

That's not
the Jane I know.

You know,
you can't just hug him

every time
he gets suspicious.

I can handle Weller.

That's what you said
three years ago.

And yet here you are,
making the same mistakes.

That's not true.

At least Jane had amnesia
when she killed Oscar,

when she killed me.

You've already
killed Dolan.

Who's next?
Shepherd?

Jane didn't kill you,
Roman, you did,

when you fell for
the boss's daughter.

When I went under as Jane,
you fell apart.

Because you are weak.

And that is why
you are dead.

You know, if I
really was Roman

I'd be very hurt
right now.

I don't care what
you are.

I'm not gonna
wait around

and watch you screw up
another mission.

Then go.

Stop bothering me,
stop following me!

Just get out
of my head!

♪♪

Let her go.

♪♪

Greg, move your head.