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You know,
after that UC gig in Naples,

I was ready to walk away
from the bureau.

I filled out my paperwork
and everything.

Before I handed it in,
my ASAC said, "Don't quit.

"Just talk to this guy,
Wallace,

"who's been heading
the Fly Team in Budapest.

And he's coming back
stateside."

I go meet Wallace
at his place in Obuda

and, you know,
this guy is just,

he's talking my ear off.

But I keep looking over
at the kitchen,

and there's Tank,

locked up in a crate,
looking at me like,

"Get me the hell out
of here, man."

[both laugh]

Was he planning
on taking Tank

with him back to the States?

No, he was gonna retire him
the next day,

send him to some shelter.

He told me seven years
is too old for a cadaver dog,

so I took the gig and the dog.

And me and Tank
both started over.

[door clicks open]

[apprehensive music]

♪ ♪

So the lump you felt
in his throat

is the reason
his appetite has weakened.

Its size is causing stress
on the airway.

And the lymph node aspirate
showed blood,

which indicates
the lump is not benign.

Kellett.

Okay.

So what are we
talking about here?

I cannot say for sure
without the complete biopsy.

I would like to perform
a full blood panel

and a CAT scan to see
if there are more masses.

♪ ♪

Okay, uh.

Can I see him real quick?

Yes, of course.

Yeah.

Hey.

Hey.

You're gonna be okay, buddy.

It would be better to start
the blood panels sooner

rather than later.

Yeah.

No, Tank.

Stay.
[Tank whines]

You have my contact and Jamie's
if anything comes up.

Yeah.

♪ ♪

You beat me here.

Forrester had me
pulling financials

in the import/export business
out of Marseille.

Ah. A new case?

An old one. Mop up duty.

[sighs]
- What?

I just feel like
Forrester and Kellett

steer me towards the numbers
and the spreadsheets.

I know I have more to offer.

Then tell them that.

Look, don't be so respectful

that you don't ask
for what you want.

And deserve.

[gentle orchestra music]

♪ ♪

Let me.

You've played this piece
a thousand times.

You'll be okay.

I was practicing last night

and--and dropped tempo
halfway through.

What if--
- Hey. Just have fun out there.

Treat it
like it's any rehearsal.

Should take that opening C
more adagio or more abrupt?

[phone ringing]
'Cause I tried both yesterday--

I'm sorry, Jason.

Oh, I gotta take this.

This is my son calling
from back home.

Just wanna make sure
it's not an emergency.

You got this.

Everything will be okay.

Hey, sweetie.

[orchestra music continues]

♪ ♪

Ask Dad.

And tell him I said it's okay.

[sinister music]

♪ ♪

[electronic pad beeps]

I love you too, sweetie.

Okay. Be home soon.

[rattling]

[music intensifies]

♪ ♪

[shouts in Albanian]
[gunfire]

[screaming]

Nobody move!

Get on the floor!
Hands behind your head

Now!

Everybody down!

- Down!
- Down on the ground!

Down on the ground now!

Sit down! Sit down!

Don't move!

Hands behind your heads!

- [grunts]
- Sit down!

Now!

- Don't move!
- Sit down!

Be quiet!

Quiet, quiet, quiet!

Thank you.

♪ ♪

30 minutes ago,
200 audience members and staff

were taken hostage at
the Philharmonic in Bulgaria.

15 of them are
American high school students.

The concert was meant to be
a cross-cultural collaboration

between high school students
from all over the world.

Children of foreign dignitaries,

prominent businessmen.

That the attackers' motive?
To get to the parents?

So far, nothing
on who the assailants are

and what they want,
other than to talk to the FBI.

They want to speak
to us specifically?

I mean, that's a bit unusual.

I'll take unusual if it means
we get these kids out safe.

Any tactical response
from the Bulgarians so far?

National Police
have the building surrounded,

but they've been instructed
to stand down.

The attackers have rigged the
outer hallways with explosives.

If the police attempt
to raid,

the whole place
goes up in smoke.

All right. Let's go.

Tell the pilot I wanna be there
in less than an hour.

[sirens wailing]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Scott, just so you know,

I'm ready
for whatever you need.

- Jaeger.
- Oh, here they are.

Good to see you, Aleks.

I wish it was
under better circumstances.

Meet too. Any updates?

We tried to begin
an open dialogue,

but the attackers are insistent

they'll only speak
to American FBI.

Any thoughts on why?

I was hoping
you could answer that.

- I can't.
- There are hostages

from a dozen EU countries
in there.

Whatever you need, Scott,
Europol stands by,

ready to assist.

All right,
we have to figure out

who's calling the shots
inside that building.

It doesn't matter if nobody's
claimed responsibility.

This is a terrorist event.

So the sooner
we figure out what group it is,

the sooner we can bring them
to the table to negotiate.

Given the vicinity,
my money is

on the Albanian National Army.

Wasn't aware Bulgaria saw
much terrorist activity.

It doesn't, but it's
a pass-through country.

Albanian National Army,
or the ANA,

is a designated terrorist group

that operates
across the whole region.

Let me guess,
you have a contact.

"Contact" is a generous word
for what this guy is,

but if it is the ANA in there,
he will know.

All right.
Vo, you're with Kellett.

Hey, Aleks,
do you have visuals inside?

They disabled
all the cameras.

Took them completely offline.

We tried a remote reset
but got nothing.

All right, and how have you
been receiving messages?

American teacher was locked
outside the buildings

as it was taken over.

When we arrived on site,

we used her phone
to call one of the students.

One of the attackers answered.

And we're sure
the teacher is not involved?

My personal opinion is,
she isn't.

She seemed traumatized.

And she's the one
who called in the emergency.

Check her out.

- Helen McCree.
- [shakily] Uh-huh.

Andre Raines, FBI.

- You're in Bulgaria?
- Yes, ma'am.

And I want you to know that
we're doing everything we can

to make sure your students
make it out of there safe.

Oh, thank God.
Thank God, I--

Okay, what happened
when you stepped outside?

[exhales]
Okay.

There was a man.

I think he was one of them,
but I--

he seemed normal, polite.

I mean, he--he even
held the door open for me

as I was exiting.

I--I talked to my son.

And I tried to go
inside the building,

but the doors were locked.

And then
I heard gunshots from inside.

[stammering]

And then,
I just stopped right there

and I called the police.

It'll be okay.

You don't know that for sure,
though, do you?

We're doing everything
that we can.

You just say that
without even thinking, right?

I said the exact same thing
to my student, Jason.

He was nervous, worried about
flubbing the performance.

Just breathe. Breathe.

Breathe.

[line trilling]

- Da.
- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!

This is
Special Agent Scott Forrester.

Forrester. So American.

And what's your name?

Call me whatever you like.

Why the FBI?

Because the Bulgarian police
respond to conflict

with bullets and bloodshed.

And Americans are more apt to
recognize this for what it is.

And what's that?

An opportunity
to make a deal.

There are talented
young American musicians here.

You want them safe, I assume.

Is anyone injured or dead?

[unsettling music]

Do I need
to repeat the question?

I heard the question.

Turn on the cameras--
I need to make sure

everybody in that building
still got a pulse.

♪ ♪

I would be happy
to release them.

My demands are simple.

10 million American dollars
in crypto

deposited
to this numbered wallet.

[phone chimes]

10 million.
That's a big number.

What do you plan
on doing with it?

It should not matter
what the sum is for,

only that depositing it
will save lives.

Give me time.

I need to run this up
the chain of FBI in Europol.

- They will pay?
- I will make sure of it.

[sighs]

What we are doing here,
you and me,

it is simple.

This is about trust.

I put my trust in you,
Agent Forrester.

I hope this trust
is not misplaced.

But to be sure,

I want you to know
I'm a serious man.

Don't. Don't do it.
[gunshot]

[screaming]

You have one hour.

There's nothing
you could have done, Scott.

It's scare tactics.

He would have been killed,
no matter what.

I need you to work
on getting the EU

to pay $500,000 worth of crypto
transferred to his account.

You're bending
to his demands?

Shows we're working on
getting the rest of the money,

and buys us more time.

Okay.

That was my superior,
Commissar Iliev.

He's returned from his holiday
and will be here soon.

Okay?

Shots were fired.
A man is dead.

Commissar will want to
handle things very differently.

With more bullets
and bloodshed, huh?

Whatever you think you can
get done before he gets here,

do it.

What's the plan?

[suspenseful music]

We need to work
on getting out

whoever we can out
of that building.

[line trilling]
- [speaking Bulgarian]

Should I check my account?

You made your point
shooting that hostage,

but you didn't do yourself
any favors.

I will kill more hostages
if you force my hand.

[screaming]
- All right.

All right.

It's like you said,
this is a game of trust.

All we have is
each other's word.

I say I'll get you the money,
you say you won't harm anybody.

But you broke that agreement.

So to repair that trust,
I need you to let me inside

so I can make sure
everybody is accounted for.

Go ahead. Come inside.

I have bombs ready,
if you step one toe closer.

I promise you,
I will not take any risks

to harm you or any hostages.

The sooner you cooperate,
the sooner you get your money.

♪ ♪

You asked
if anyone is injured.

There is one man.

He tried to fight
in the beginning.

And what's his condition?

Damaged.
And there two more.

A pregnant woman and a man
with a heart condition.

If you send the medics,
I will grant their freedom.

Send me in
with the paramedics.

I'll cover them
and recon the place.

♪ ♪

And I'm sending one more man

to make sure
those paramedics get out safe.

In and out
in under two minutes,

or your men
become target practice.

Okay.
We'll be at the main entrance.

Four paramedics,
their equipment,

and one of my men.

Let's go.

Anything I need to know
about this guy?

Gjorg isn't a friend

or a rat who's in it
to make a quick buck.

He thinks in quid pro quos,

and right now,
I don't have much to offer.

[indistinct chatter]

[pounding electronic music
playing]

What is this place?

A klek.
Former Cold War-era bunker.

When the iron curtain fell,

most of them turned
into cellars or went decrepit.

A few years ago,
people started converting them

into novelty spaces.

So he's
the enterprising type.

Well, he lets others come up
with the good ideas,

and he either buys them out
or breaks their legs.

Open the door like a friend,

or get treated
like a suspect, Gjorg.

[laughter]

In times of need,
a pig is called uncle.

You're the pig,
I take it.

Ulu, mik.

That a business scheme you
hired your foot soldiers to do?

ANA gets to make a statement,

and you get a chunk
of that 10 million?

Regrettably, no.

Although it would have been
an interesting proposal.

Are you saying
those guys in there

aren't Albanian National Army?

You think asking again
will make me change my mind?

You owe me
from two years ago.

How old are they now?

Must be about five and nine.

The little one's a girl, right?

Samira. Such a sweetheart.

Sorry.
I don't know anything.

Mos me ngrit nervat.

[laughter]

Well, Gjorg, if you
got nothing you got nothing.

You know how to reach me.

Come on, guys.

Okay, they're
discussing the theater.

They keep repeating "snezhen."

That's short for "snezhen
leopard," snow leopard.

Maybe a codeword
for the op?

It's definitely a person.

Guy in the theater.
They don't know his real name.

Actually, they don't seem
to like him very much at all.

Gjorg just called him
unhinged.

A rogue actor, then.

Runs "snezhen" through
the Bulgarian cops and Europol.

Then reach out to SIOC
and do the same for us,

our cousins at Langley,
and Legat Tirana.

Find out everything you can.

Affiliations,
living relatives, debts,

anything that'll help Forrester.

- Do you trust his intel?
- I do.

But you should know,
if this guy was too extreme

for a scumbag like Gjorg,
things could get a lot worse.

Yeah.

- We're all set.
- All right.

We confirmed 200 hostages.

Make sure they're okay.
- Copy.

I'll keep my eyes open
for anything that'll tell us

where exactly
he set up the bombs.

I'll be in your ears
the whole time.

You got this.

Everybody ready?
Let's move in.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

You'll be okay, all right?

♪ ♪

Hey. I'll get you out of here.

You, no more talk!

Okay.

Take it easy.
[object clatters]

[speaking Albanian]

♪ ♪

[tense music]

As soon as
we get outside, run.

There's a parked van
straight ahead.

Use it for cover.

Trust me,
the police won't shoot.

I got them in my ear,

and they can hear everything
I'm telling you.

Trust me, man,
drop your gun and run.

They won't shoot.

♪ ♪

Run, kid.

Run.

[speaks Albanian]

Come on. Run.

Hey!
[speaking Albanian]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Come on! Go!

Move! Move! Go!

[speaking Bulgarian]

Forrester.
In the tent. Quickly.

[hostages screaming]

Hilfe! Hilf mir!

You say no more casualties,

but you just killed
one of mine.

Your guy ran.
That is not on me.

[screaming]

Go check your account.

500,000 just dropped in.

Be smart about this.
Go check your account.

[hostages screaming]

Our timeline has moved up.

Every 20 minutes
you keep me waiting,

another hostage dies.

- How was it inside?
- Remaining hostages are good.

Shaken,
but stable and unharmed.

- How many hostiles?
- I counted seven.

But a few were
in the upper balconies.

Could be more hiding up there.

- What about tripwires?
- Nothing.

Checked the auditorium
perimeter, the entrance hall.

Unless they rigged
the inside of the walls--

No, they wouldn't have had
enough time to do that.

I think they're bluffing.

We need to speak
with the deserter.

Medics are
checking him over.

Then we can talk to him.
[phone ringing]

The commissar will be here
any minute.

We're almost out of time.

Well, tell your medics
to hurry up.

Hey, Vo.

I ran "snezhen"
through our SIOC,

and we got a couple hits
in Sentinel,

but the cases were too old.

Nothing that fit
the profile of our guy.

But Legat Tirana
sent me something.

An Albanian
by the name of Ivo Kostov.

He did some time
for minor league stuff,

car theft, that kind of thing.

But after he was released,
he went underground,

fell off the radar completely.

I'm sending you
his picture now.

All right.
We'll look into it. Thanks, Vo.

I'll cross-check
with Europol.

Got it.

This was just a paycheck.
Easy money.

I didn't know it would
go this far, I swear it.

Is this the man
who hired you?

Yes?

Is there anything
you can tell me about him?

I didn't know him
before last night.

Yet you agreed
to pick up an assault rifle

and point it at 100 kids
and their families.

Mm, that's a big ask
from a complete stranger.

[stammers]
This is not what I wanted,

what I thought
this night was about.

Just tell us what happened.

It was supposed to be
go in and go out, this.

There was,
how do you say, oligarkh?

- Oligarch.
- Mm-hmm.

Yes, oligarch from Albania.

He came to see his daughter
play in the performance.

The plan was to take this man
to kidnap him for money

and to give him
to the men who hired Kostov,

and we all get cash
on the spot.

Why this particular oligarch?

He's been stopping Albanians
from returning home.

Refugees.

Why grab him here
in this public space?

It was the only night
he would be outside of Albania.

No security
for a private family event.

- Mm. And the hostages?
- You're not listening to me!

Because of that, I didn't know
anything about hostages.

Nobody did.

The plan was to--

to take this man from
his private balcony and go,

just throw him in a van and go.

What went wrong?

Oligarch was there.
You saw him.

There were a lot of people
inside that building--

You saw him on camera.

Kostov shot him in the head.

[suspenseful music]

I am not a killer,
and I am not a terrorist.

Please believe me.

♪ ♪

Uncuff him.

Okay.

I want you to draw me
everything you know

about the inside
of that building.

How many hostage takers
there are,

where they're located,

everything.

Watch him.

Kostov lied
to his own crew.

How can we trust
he'll keep his word

and not hurt more hostages?

Because more than anything,
he wants that money.

All those guys had to do
was show up, packing heat,

and Kostov had
all the leverage.

I pulled up everything
Europol has on Ivo Kostov.

No credit cards,
no cell phones,

but he's registered

with Bulgarian
National Medical Insurance.

Six months ago,
he filed a claim.

He went in for a consultation,
and the diagnosis wasn't good.

He'd suffered
an ischemic stroke,

and tests revealed
multiple severe clots.

Was that an aneurysm?

It can develop into one, yes.

The doctor recommended
a surgery

with 50/50 adds
to remove the embolisms,

but Kostov never came back.

An aneurysm is like
a ticking clock.

Aneurysm?

This is a suicide mission.

Kostov is no kidnapper.

He's an extremist that
will do anything for his cause.

The Albanian National Army's
agenda.

Unite the region
under the Albanian banner.

His first objective
was to kill the oligarch

who was working
against that unification.

Then the ransom money.

Yes, to fund the cause
after he's gone.

Look, we are negotiating

with a person
who knows his number is up.

He walked into that building
not giving a rat's ass

whether he came out
dead or alive.

[phone ringing]

Hey. Hey, everybody.

Where are we
with the money?

An additional 500,000
was just transferred.

You should have
another 500,000.

The rest will come soon.

But this is not like spitting
20 euros out of an ATM.

A sum that large takes time.

My word is my word.

If I don't see the rest
in the next 15 minutes,

the next one will be
an American just for you.

Just sit tight for me, okay?
You'll get the rest.

No more casualties.

All right, for next steps,
I'm thinking, um--

has anyone seen Aleks?

[phone ringing]

Kellett.

Is Scott with you?

I've been trying to reach him.

A bit busy tonight.
What's up?

Well, Tank was resting,
and he began to vomit,

so I performed an ultrasound,

and I found another lump
in the small intestine.

Because of its location,
I recommend immediate surgery.

Of course, we would like
Scott's or your consent

before proceeding.

Yes. Do it.

[sirens wailing]

Scott, please.
This way.

Scott Forrester, FBI.

We appreciate your help,

but I will take things
from here.

Commissar Iliev, sir,

Agent Forrester has
kept the terrorists calm

and the bulk
of the hostages safe.

We've already rescued
a number of--

A man died
on your watch, Yanev.

The FBI might not have
to answer for that,

but you will.

Kostov is
finally cooperating.

This situation is delicate.

A large move will trigger
a very violent response.

I must execute protocol once
an innocent has been killed.

- And what is that exactly?
- Thank you.

But your services are
no longer necessary.

Raztovarete opiatniya gaz.
- Gas?

"Opiat gaz"?
What did he just say?

- Opiate gas.
- Are you out of your mind?

History has given us
clear precedent

that deploying opiate gas is
an efficient course of action

for neutralizing terrorists.

Oh, I know my history.
Moscow theater.

Russians deployed gas against
Chechen hostage takers.

Because the Russians
didn't get wrapped up

in talking games.

It was an incident
that was resolved successfully.

Successfully?

You have no way to separate the
terrorists from the hostages.

That gas will
knock out everyone.

There could be unintended
casualties, Commissar.

Do you know what happened
in that successful incident

in Moscow?

130 hostages died.

As did all 40 insurgents.

And the Chechens haven't pulled
that kind of stunt since.

♪ ♪

I can try to intervene,
put in some calls,

see if Europol can advise.

We're out of time.

This man is gonna
get our hostages killed.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

We've got one kind of madman
in the building,

and another kind out here.

And 200 hostages
trapped in between.

Need I remind you,
barring Europol weighing in,

we are at the mercy of our
host country's law enforcement.

Then what's the move?

Earlier, Aleks did
express the possibility

of his man moving in.

If we convinced Iliev,
and that's a massive "if,"

a dozen police kicking down
doors will provoke this guy.

Unless he doesn't hear us.

Ten minutes.

Ten minutes until Kostov
shoots another hostage.

He's made that clear.

Well, in case
if I wasn't clear earlier,

you and I are done
with this discussion.

All I need is ten minutes.

To do what exactly?

To neutralize the attackers
without any use of your gas.

- I will not risk my men.
- Just my team.

And if you're unsuccessful?

Do what you gotta do.

I'm not holding the gas.

Your men still have
to prep those canisters,

open the air ducts,
and seal in the tubes.

Ten minutes.

If you don't come up by then,
we proceed.

Fine.

Give them
whatever equipment they need.

Off the deserter's intel,
there are three men downstairs.

One is his cousin,
and the other is his friend.

They'll both surrender.

The one in the blue shirt,
that's Kostov's man.

Petar wasn't sure about him.

Another two men
in the balconies.

Petar wasn't sure
about them either.

Thought they might have
worked with Kostov before.

If that's the case, they may
be true believers in his cause.

And the deserter confirmed
there were no explosives?

- None.
- All right.

The hostages' safety
is priority number one.

We minimize casualties,
no matter what.

Is everybody good?
- Yeah.

You have any concerns or
insights, now's the time.

No? Let's go.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Locate the air ducts
and keep our men moving.

Your American friends know
what they're doing?

Your concern is touching
but unnecessary.

They do.

♪ ♪

They have five minutes.

[gunshot]
- [grunts]

Got two in bracelets.
One gunman down.

Auditorium all clear.

- You got eyes on Kostov?
- Negative.

- Vo?
- Negative.

[gunshot]
- [grunts]

[gunshot]
- [grunts]

[hostages screaming]

Shut up!

Silence!

I told you not to come inside!

♪ ♪

[tense music]

♪ ♪

What is this
innocent boy's life worth?

I know.

Hard to say.

How about $10 million?

Too much? Too little?

It's over, Kostov.

We know who you are.

There's no escape.

♪ ♪

Well, since we are
baring our truths...

- We're ready.
- Idi sega.

Please, Commissar,
the gas will harm

more than it will help.
Just a few more minutes.

Forrester gave me his word,
and I gave him mine.

If this ends badly,
you will be blamed,

even if you followed
every rule to the letter.

Hiding behind protocols
won't bring back lost lives.

Your concern is noted.

Po-burzo!

I am not a complicated man.

If the money is not transferred
in the next 30 seconds,

I shoot the boy.

$10 million, now!

And if you know my name,
you know I'm ready to die.

♪ ♪

- I think I can make the shot.
- You think, or you know?

Scott, you need
to get out of there.

I tried to buy time, but...

I'm sorry, Scott.

The transfer
just went through.

I got word in my earpiece.

10 million,
everything you asked for.

Refresh the laptop.

Come on.
The money is right there.

Move!

I can make the shot.

Take it.

[gunshot]
[hostages screaming]

Sprete gazta!
Sprete gazta!

♪ ♪

[sirens wailing]

You kept your word.

Hey, take care
and keep safe, okay?

Thank you.

[solemn music]

♪ ♪

Are you okay?
- Yeah.

That was a full 45 seconds

I wasn't sure
if you're going to succeed.

You and me both, Aleks.

Great work.
I had full confidence.

Thank you for your guidance
and cooperation.

Thank you. Both of you.

Hey.

Great shot.

All right, Vo, you'll be the
point person for inspections.

The SIOC is gonna want
a post-shooting

incident inspection, okay?
- Copy that.

You all put your lives
on the line tonight.

And I'm really proud
of this team.

Let's go home.

Any word from Dr. Matyas?

We should get back.

♪ ♪

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, all good.

Hey, I'ma--I'ma ride the train
back to Budapest,

just clear my head.

- You sure?
- Yeah. Y'all go ahead.

[indistinct PA announcement]

Raines!

Mind if I ride back with you?

I'd like that.

♪ ♪

[somber music]

♪ ♪

Doctor said
we won't know anything

for a couple more days.

Post-op bleeding.
Doctor said it wasn't normal.

Hey.

You need some sleep, Scott.

I'm fine.

♪ ♪

Hang in there, buddy.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[wolf howls]