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I finally got her down.

You finally woke up,
you mean.

I can't help it.
It's like snuggling with

the cutest little
hot water bottle.

Well, your timing
is perfect.

Dinner is served.

It's so good having
Allie work nights lately.

I love having Bethany
for bedtimes.

I love seeing her fat
little face in the morning.

You ever thought about
having one of our own?

(phone ringing)

-(cell phones ringing)
-HeHo?

(Keaton on phone)
Jane, it's Keaton.

Get out of the house
right now, it's--

(power dies)
(phone disconnects)

(gunshot)

(baby crying)

Hi.

What the hell just happened?

(police dispatch)

Bertrand Keele.
German steel titan

-and former Sandstorm loyalist.
-Sandstorm's done.

Yes, which apparently made
Bertrand very, very angry.

You don't take down
one of the biggest

terrorist organizations
in the world

without making some enemies.

So this Keele person
wants me dead?

This Keele person is dead.

He knew the CIA
was closing in on him,

but before he took
his own life

our intel confirmed that he put
a $10 million bounty on yours.

-So, it's over, then?
(Keaton)
-No.

The bounty's in escrow
with a dark web fixer.

It's still active,
and we can't shut it down.

The best assassins in the world
are about to come at you.

They're not gonna stop
until someone collects,

and they're not gonna care
who's standing

between you and them
when they do.

So, we take this fixer down.
Stop it at the source.

Guy's a ghost.
ClA's been after him for years.

Look,Jane".Jane.

We need to get you
out of here.

Now, I can set you up with
a new ID, passports, money--

No... no.

There has to be another way.

-Kurt--
-There has to be.

Kurt...

I love you,

but you know
that he's right.

It's not safe if I stay.

For any of us.

Fine. I'm coming with you.

-Kurt--
-Yes, I am.

We find this guy,
we take him down.

We put a stop to this.

You're my wife.
So whatever we face,

we face together.

Okay.

We'll leave
first thing in the morning.

I'm sorry.

(knocking on door)

Director Hirst.

I heard you were back in town.

Mind if I come in?

Uh, no. Please.

So you're finally
selling this place, huh?

Well, don't have
much of a choice.

Searching the world
for your missing wife

and the man that has
a bounty on her head?

Costs a lot of money...
that I don't have.

-That's why I'm here.
-I told you.

I'm not coming back
until I find her.

Keaton got her out
of this country

and then she disappeared,
so she's out there alone some--

There's been
a new development.

Reade, Zapata, Patterson.

They were all taken
last night.

-Who took them?
-We don't know.

But this was waiting for us
in Reade's apartment.

What is this?
Some kind of puzzle box?

Our forensics teams believe
the lock is biometric.

Jane is likely the only person
in the world who can open it.

Well, ifl knew
where she was--

Turn the box over.

Coordinates.

(Hirst)
Deep in the heart
of Nepal, Kurt.

We think we found her.

Go get her.

J‘J‘J‘J‘

I can't believe
I finally found you.

Patterson, Reade, Tasha.
They're missing.

We think they've
been kidnapped.

-Well, do you think Roman--
-We don't know.

Whoever took them,
they left this.

Now, no one's been able
to open it yet.

We think the lock
is biometric.

(clicking)

What is this?

It needs both of us to work.

(gaspS)

What's happening?

New tattoos.

They're fading. What--

What is this?
I don't understand.

Bioluminescence.

This must work like
some kind of battery.

How? I don't e...

-What?
-A few months ago,
I was in an accident.

l was in and out
of consciousness for days.

-So you think
whoever did this--
-Must have caused it.

And then added these new
tattoos while I was out.

Why go through
all that trouble?

I don't know.
But these new puzzles--

Must be how we find out.

So where do we start?

At the beginning.

The first tattoo
we ever solved.

It's behind your left ear.

"Not causeless is this
journey into the abyss."

That doesn't sound very good.

It's from Dante's Inferno.

Canto VII-10.

-You don't think they mean--
-July 10th.

The day that I proposed
to you in Venice.

Well, the clue's
an Italian reference.

They want us to go back
to St. Mark's Square.

It's all happening again.
Isn't it?

But you still have
a hit on you.

That hasn't changed.

If you don't want to come,
I understand.

Our best friends are missing.

The first clue to saving them

is the first day
of our engagement.

We have to do this. Together.

(Kurt on phone)
I'm uploading the new tattoos
to you now.

(Rich)
I don't know, there's a lot
of covered up areas.

What? If you want
my comprehensive analysis,

I will require full nudes.

Is that who I think it is?

A Iot's changed in 18 months.

Reade's running the NYC,
Tasha went over to the CIA,

she's working for Keaton now.

Patterson moved
to Silicon Valley.

She's developing
some app thingy.

And Rich Dotcom works
for the FBI?

Mr. Dotcom helped us
bring down

a massive international
terror cell last year

and is brought in
from time to time to assist.

Hey, Jane. It's Rich.

Long time listener,
first time caller.

Jane, they got me staying
in your safe house.

It's like I'm living inside you.
It's very intimate.

Which brings us back
to these nudes.

Now, if you want my help,
I really am gonna need

to see everything.

Patterson, Reade,
and what's-her-name's lives

may depend on it.

Rich, we'll do complete scans
when we get back to New York.

For now, we know where the
first tattoo's gonna lead us.

I can't believe
I'm the one saying this,

but what if this is a trap?

You know? An elaborate ruse

just to get you two
out in the open?

Do we really wanna risk it?

At least,
before I get my nudes?

Look, whoever put these
new puzzles on me,

did it while
I was unconscious.

If they wanted me dead,
I'd be dead already.

This is about
something bigger.

Hey...

-Reade?
-Take it easy,
take it easy.

You've been drugged.

Where the hell are we?

I'm not sure yet.
I just woke up an hour ago.

I heard the guards
talking Spanish outside

and our cell's stocked
with plenty of water and MRE,

so whoever took us plans on
keeping us for a while.

That's all I got so far.

It's good to see you.

Even if it takes
getting kidnapped.

Can't believe
it's been a year.

It hasn't been that long.

I just crossed 365
at the CIA.

You haven't talked to me
since I left.

It's been a year.

You remember how
they grabbed you?

Where? When?
(footsteps approaching)

All right,
all right, all right.

No! They got you, too?

(crowd chatter)

(Jane)
Feels like we were here
a lifetime ago.

(Kurt)
Funny, feels like
five minutes ago to me.

This was the first place
I looked for you

when you disappeared.

Thought maybe you were laying
low in the hotel we found,

in some place
only we'd know about.

-But you weren't.
-|'m sorry.

I knew that you
loved me so much

that you would walk away
from your whole life.

But I loved you too much
to let that happen.

I just thought I could find
who was responsible

for the bounty,
take them out,

and come right back to you.

But it didn't
work out that way.

No, it didn't.

And here we are.

The place where
I proposed to you.

Whoever's behind this,

they could've
been here that day.

Watching us.

Jane".

Look at that. VII-10.
Just like the tattoo.

And it's definitely not
the correct time right now.

No.

Come on, maybe there's
something inside.

J‘J‘J‘J‘

Here.

Jane, don't!
We'll get the bomb squad in.

Or not.

There's only one
number programmed.

Hit it.
(phone beeps, dials)

(man on phone)
"Edmond smiled when
he beheld himself.

"It was impossible
that his best friend--

"if indeed
he had any friends left--

"could recognize him.

For he could not
recognize himself. "

Roman.

It's The Count
of Monte Cristo.

You read it, sis?

It's about a man
who's wrongfully imprisoned

who escapes and gets revenge
on those responsible.

You weren't wrongfully
imprisoned, Roman.

You deserve to be locked up.

Hello, Kurt.
(Jane)
You did this to me?

These new tattoos? Why?

Penance. You owe me, sis,
for what you've done.

These tattoos are
how you'll pay your way.

But first, we need to get
this price off your head.

(Kurt)
Where '5 the team?

Where's Reade,
Tasha, Patterson?

I tracked down the fixer
holding your bounty in escrow

-and arranged a meet.
-Wait, what?

Oh, we crossed paths
on another matter

and I managed
to gain his trust.

Now the red syringe
contains a chemical

called Succinylcholine.

It'll reduce your heartbeat
to an undetectable crawl.

You gotta be kidding me.

Do you think that we're really
gonna go along with this, Roman?

Weller will then deliver
your quote-unquote dead body

to said fixer to collect
the bounty and remove the hit.

Oh, the green syringe
contains the antidote.

And how do you propose
I get your sister back

after I hand her over?

You don't think
the guy's gonna want

-to take her body with him?
-I think I'll leave you two

to iron out the details.

All relevant information
is in the envelope.

(bell ringing)

The bells...

(whispering)
I can hear them through
the phone.

He's here.

-(ringing continues)
(Jane)
-Why take Reade, Zapata, and Patterson?

To bring you back.

What, you thought you
could just hide forever?

Start some fresh, new life?

(Roman)
No. No, we all
have our prisons.

These tattoos are yours.

And what about our friends?
How do we get them back?

You don't. I sold them
to the highest bidder.

They're gone,
but this isn't about them.

This is about you.

-Roman!
-Let the games begin.

Good luck, "Jane Doe. "

J‘J‘J‘J‘

Jane!

(thudding)

Weller!

Here!

Come on.

We 'II never catch up.

What the hell just happened?

(Jane)
What do you mean?
He got away.

I'm talking about you.

You just took off.

Look, I saw him.
So I just-- I ran.

I'm a little out of practice
working with a partner.

Last time you left
without telling me,

it took me a long time
to find you again.

I know. You're right,
I'm sorry.

So what now?

Roman's in the wind.
We've got nothing.

Not nothing.

Looks like Roman's phone
survived the plunge.

We got all the data
you sent back to us intact.

Yeah, but the big shocker,
it's encrypted.

I'm sure if you had the better
part of a week, Stuart,

you could figure it out
all by yourself.

But luckily I'm here,
so you'll have

the data back
in a couple of hours.

I never said--
Ta-ta-ta-ta--

(Kurt)
Why is Roman doing this?

-What's his endgame?
-If this was
just about revenge,

he had plenty of chances
to kill all of us.

-Why the new tattoos?
-We have to recover the team,

get back to New York,
and work all this out.

Rich and Stuart need time
to crack the phone anyway.

Maybe we should just use it
to get this bounty off my head.

We don't know anything
about this guy.

And never mind that drug

he wants you to
inject yourself with.

Succinylcholine.
It actually does

exactly what Roman
says it does,

reduce the heartbeat
to an undetectable level.

Yeah, I've actually used it
on myself a bunch

to sneak across the border
as a dead body.

Also for some sex stuff
that I...

probably shouldn't
bore you two with.

The point is,
the only real danger here

is if you don't take
the antidote

within 90 minutes,
you actually die.

I'm a walking target, Kurt.

And I am tired of running.

Any intel on the dark web guy
controlling the payout?

Leslie Doorhaus,
AKA "The Duke of Death."

We've been aware of him
for years,

but until now,
he's been unfindable.

Acts as a coroner
to the underworld.

Holds the bounties,
confirms the kills,

and transfers the funds
to the lucky assassins.

Okay, well we have to
meet him in half an hour

at the Abbey
of Misericordia.

I can request
Italian police set up

a hidden perimeter
around the church.

They'll take Doorhaus
the second he tries

to move Jane's body
for disposal.

It's too risky.
This is not a good plan.

-Right now, it's all we got.
-So we wait.

Come up with
something better.

We don't have
to do this, Jane.

(grunts)
Yes, we do.

We have 90 minutes till
I need the antidote.

Please, Kurt,
do this for me.

For us.

Okay, okay,
so we've been drugged

for God knows how long.

Which means we could be

pretty much anywhere
in the world right now.

But why capture us
in the first place?

Why us?

-What?
-Kidnapped, drugged,

and disappeared
to another country?

This has CIA written
all over it.

-You think we did this?
-Either you or somebody

you pissed off during
one of your sketchy-ass ops.

They kidnapped
all three of us, genius.

You think that's
a coincidence?

No, this clearly has something
to do with our time at the FBI.

-I don't know what you're
trying to insinuate here--
-Okay, okay.

We can figure out
whose fault this was

-once we all get out of here.
-(door buzzing)

Break into the safe.

-Sorry, what?
-Break into the safe...

or die.

Your time starts now.

(grunting)

The Duke is running late.

Make yourself comfortable.

(Reade)
We can't open this.

I mean, it's actually
a stock embassy safe.

So it's on the easier side
of crackable.

Not easy, but you know--

I'm talking about
protocol, Patterson.

We're officers of
the United States government.

We don't negotiate
with terrorists, period.

You gotta stop seeing things
so black and white.

-Actua|ly, I don't.
-Do you want a moral victory

or do you want to get us
out of here?

'Cause if we don't open this,
they're gonna put us down.

We don't know what's in it.

Opening it might put
more lives at risk.

Now that might not bother you,
but it sure as hell bothers me.

Okay, you think just
because I'm CIA now,

I don't care about
saving lives?

Stop! Just stop already.

This isn't about the safe
and you both know it.

You're mad 'cause
she left for the CIA,

and you're mad 'cause
he ghosted when you did.

Guys, it was different
after Weller and Jane left.

We all felt it and we all
dealt with it in our own way.

You're not angry
with each other,

you missed each other.

I sure as hell know
I missed you guys, too.

Reade, Zapata's right.

We do nothing,
they kill us,

and they probably just
find someone else

who can open this thing.

We need to make
some progress here.

Buy enough time to come up
with an escape plan.

Are you two with me or not?

What do you need?

You can tell the Duke
I'm sick of waiting.

(door opening)
(footsteps approaching)

My sincerest apologies,
I confess

l was absolutely captivated by

one of those glass blowers.

A tourist trap, to be sure.

But the man working there?

lndisputably a genius.

Look. Isn't it breathtaking?

It's exquisite.
So can we do this now?

Well, it appears
congratulations are in order.

I was beginning to think
no one would ever deliver

the elusive Jane Doe.

Pity, seems a shame
to destroy

something so singular.

Need a hand getting
the body to the boat?

Mmm, no, no,
that won't be necessary.

There is an old crematorium
on the premises.

We'll burn the body
right here.

Gentlemen, if you'd be so kind

as to bring the body
around the back.

The fire should be
nice and hot by now.

(chuckles)

Oh, hang on.
I forgot something.

You've been paid,
your services rendered.

Jane Doe belongs
to me now.

Fine, have it your way.

(grunting)

(grunting, punches landing)

(gunshots)

(explosion)

Okay, I cannot believe
that that worked.

My dark web sources
confirm it--

the bounty's been lifted
and Jane is free and clear.

What about Roman's phone?
You unlocked it yet?

Actually, yes, I have.
It took a little doing b--

Yes, but young Stuart
was able to crack

the phone's surprisingly simple
encryption, and good news!

Roman was telling the truth!

He sold Patterson, Reade,
and Zapata into slavery.

I don't know why I said
that's good news,

that's obviously
terrible news.

So who bought them?

Oh, well that's virtually
impossible to figure out.

Which makes it all the more
impressive that I have.

(Kurt)
-Rich...
-See, first I had to

figure out where
the auction was taking place

and then figure out who won
by eliminating who lost--

He's worse than Patterson.
Just tell us where they are.

The Venezuelan government
has them.

Yes, and if my intel
is correct,

they're being held in
a military training facility

somewhere near the base
of the Caroni River.

(Hirst)
Unfortunately,
our relationship

with Venezuela
being what it is,

there'll be zero assistance
on their end.

Which is why she called me.

I know a group of rebels
that'll meet you

at an airstrip about
three clicks from the base.

They'll get you
all the gear you need,

but you have to infiltrate
the compound on your own.

Shouldn't we just call
the President or something?

If we get caught
sneaking FBI

into a non-extradition
country,

it can spark
an international incident.

They bought our friends,

enslaved them under
God knows what conditions.

I'll do whatever I have to
to get them back.

These things are terrible.

Really? I actually
kind of like mine.

Which one did you have?

-You?
-Mexican-sty|e chicken stew.

Do you wanna finish mine?

Which one did you have?

-Ah, thanks.
-(|aughing)

Maybe we'll get lucky
and they'll kill us

before breakfast.

How's that safe coming,
Patterson?

Wait for it.

There 's a code here.

This is CIA.

We gotta destroy it. If they
get their hands on this--

(gate opening)

I think they just did.

We're landing in five minutes.

We will get them back.

-And then what?
-What do you mean?

We just gonna go back
to how it was?

Well, with these new tattoos,

I'm guessing they're
probably gonna want us

to move back to New York.

As far as you and me, yeah.

I was hoping it goes back
to how it was.

Leaving you and the life
we had together was...

the hardest thing
I've ever done.

But?

But once I was gone...
(sighs)

There were some parts of me
that woke up again.

Parts of me I didn't even
realize I was missing.

Life in Colorado
was amazing.

I had you, I had peace.

I just-- I didn't
have a purpose.

Some way of defining myself
outside of you.

Outside of us.

And you found that?
Out there?

So what do you want now?

I want whatever's
inside this.

The data on that thing
is for sure mega-encrypted.

I couldn't hack it even
if I had months.

No, we paid for the best

computer specialist
in the FBI.

But she hasn't worked for
the Bureau in over a year.

Yeah, I make
video game apps, man,

I'm not up to date
on this stuff.

I don't believe you.

Well, I don't know
what to tell you.

That you will do it.

Wait, if this is just about
hacking a computer,

-what do you need us for?
-To kill if she refuses.

You have six hours.

And then I come back

and I'll start
killing your friends.

Then six hours after that,

I'll finish killing them.

I suggest you give me
what I ask for.

(door closing)

I might have an idea.

But it's just like,
a little bit crazy.

Crazier than getting killed
in six hours?

Well, it involves
Mexican-style chicken stew.

Oh, great,
so "all the way" crazy.

MRE.
"Meals Ready to Eat,"

as in "Hot...
and Ready to Eat."

Made for soldiers
with no stove

and no fire.

And apparently no taste buds.

Every meal comes
with a packet

of magnesium heater powder.

Just add water,
and this stuff gets real hot.

Does anyone care to guess
what the primary

explosive component
of flash bangs is?

-Magnesium powder.
-Magnesium powder.

This CIA desktop
is liquid cooled.

We just add a bunch
of this stuff--

And make the world's
biggest flash bang.

Distract the guards,
overpower 'em,

take the weapons...
it's not bad.

I think someone owes

Mexican-style chicken stew
an apology.

(thunder rumbling)

We got a lot
of ground to cover.

We have seven hours
'til daylight,

we'll have to go
a building at a time.

Let's try
and do it quietly.

J‘J‘J‘J‘

Why is it off?

It's a slight
overheating issue.

Do you want me
to boot it up for you?

Okay.

(powering on)

(gunshots)

I think we found them.

So much for quiet.

-I have an idea.
-(gunshots)

Now what?

(rumbling)

This isn't good.

Okay.

We give up.
Don't shoot.

Team!

-Wel|er?
-Get in!

I'll explain later.

J‘J‘J‘J‘

Okay, come on down.

Jane? You're back?

What the hell is going on?

We gotta get out of here fast.

Fast is not
a tank's specialty,

and we're nearly
out of ammo.

J‘J‘J‘J‘

(gunfire)

Oh, man, I gotta
buy me one of these.

So there's a tunnel system
on the south side of us.

That should get us
through the mountains.

What's to stop them
from following?

I don't like those smiles.

-That is what stops 'em.
-Not bad.

Okay, seriously, though,
what the hell is going on?

-Yeah, and where are we?
-And how did you find us?

And where have you been?

It's... a long story.

Well, damn it, we got time.
This tank is slow as hell.

(all laughing)

(Keaton)
This new layer of tattoos
is even more complex

and dense than the first one.

Hidden letters,
unknown patterns

and number sequences,

maps without labels
or context.

It appears that every inch
of new ink on Miss Doe

contains hidden meanings.

And I think the CIA should run
the investigation this time.

Shocking!
And why is that?

Because we narrowly avoided
a major national disaster

when the FBI
ran it last time.

We didn't avoid it,
we stopped it.

Besides, the CIA
can't operate domest--

Domestically? So far
this case has been glob--

All right, all right, look!
Look!

The reality is we need
to work together on this one.

Hear me out. This thing is
plenty big for the both of us,

so I propose
a joint task force.

-Come on!
-We-- We--

Listen, listen, listen.

Our best chance
at neutralizing

whatever this new threat is
out there

lies in pooling our resources.

We might not like it,

but tell me I'm wrong.

Is this about solving
Jane's new tattoos

or about you getting
your old partner back?

You run the CIA side, right?

Assign whatever agent
you think best.

I suggest someone with
some experience on the matter.

-That work for you?
-If you think

this is the right call,
I'll support you.

But I will also
hold you accountable

if this blows up
in your face.

Okay, so we're gonna form--

(Kurt)
A joint task force.

Solve the new tattoos
and go after Roman.

Yeah. Now, I can't force
you guys to join but--

-l'm in.
-Me, too.

I have a lot of people
counting on me

-back in California.
(Reade)
-Come on, Patterson.

You know I'll reinstate you
in a heartbeat.

(sighing)

I will help you get set up,
but after that I'm gone.

That's fine.
We'll take it.

All right, let's do it.
Jane's waiting on us.

Rich is gonna brief us
in Stuart's lab.

Uh, Stuart's lab? Since wh--
Wait, did you just say Rich?

-Okay, so--
-l'm sorry, I know
I've been gone for a minute,

but are we really letting
Rich Dotcom,

dark web super villain,
have access to

-FB| computer systems now?
-Hey, Peppermint Patty,

I'm a changed man, 'kay?

working with us on
sort of a work-release program.

-FuII release.
(Reade)
-The truth is,

he's got a lot to offer,
and over the past year,

he's actually done a lot
to earn our trust.

You see that?
That's leadership right there.

ls-- Is there a briefing
somewhere inside this briefing?

l-- Okay, these monitors,
they're all wrong.

Can you not lean
on the counters, please?

We're not really
doing that anymore.

Thank you. Okay, so,
Jane's new tattoos

are a bit of a mindcuss,
if you'll pardon my French.

It's very different this time.

The new layers also
seem to interact

with the original tattoos like
some giant game of 3-D chess.

-With puzzles.
-|t's gonna take
a bit of time to crack.

Yeah, well, for you, maybe.

I thought you were just
helping us get started.

Oh, I'm in. I mean,
there's no way

that I'm leaving this
to Rich and Stuart.

No offense, Stuart.

No, I mean, why would I
take offense? Five years of co--

I'm still stuck on why.

We don't know
Roman's motives yet

because he doesn't want us to.

The only way to figure it out
is to follow these tattoos.

Jane, you don't
have to do this

if you don't want to.

No one is forcing you
to be here this time.

Yes, they are.

Roman knows I can't
walk away from this.

He's my brother,
these tattoos are on my body.

I'm doing this.

Backstreet's back,
all right!

-Six best friends
and Stuart.
-You know what--

Okay, okay, let's just
give the brain trust

some room here so
they can comb through

all of this
and formulate a plan.

I think we all
have earned some rest.

It's nice to see you, Jane.

I'm sorry, but this all
needs to be rearranged.

This has no flow. No flow.

J‘J‘J‘J‘

(clears throat)

Wow.
I love the new look.

It's very Zen.

I was about five minutes
away from selling it.

Been kind of living out of
a suitcase lately, you know?

I know the feeling.

We can have the movers
bring our stuff back

from storage tomorrow.

lf-- If you still
want them to.

Yeah. I want.

I know how much you gave up

to come with me
to Colorado.

I'm sorry I didn't
acknowledge it sooner.

If we do this, I wanna
do it right this time.

And I don't know...
how we fit together anymore.

But I do want
to figure it out.

That's all I want.

You were carrying this
the entire mission?

Yeah.

Every day since
the day you left.

You don't have to
put that on straight away.

There's been a lot that's--

I missed you so much.

I missed you, too.

I don't suppose the, uh,
bed's still here.

I'm sure we can improvise.

(door opening)

-Hel|o.
-Hey.

So, all of your friends
back under the same roof?

How's it feel?

Um, I love these guys.

We know each other better
than anyone in the world.

-But it-- it feels different.
-It is different.

You're in charge now.

And you've been apart
almost two years,

living very different lives.

So I don't doubt
your love for these people.

But, Reade, you can't assume
you still know them.

-Anything good?
I'm starving.
-Nope.

I'll go down the street,
I'll get us something.

-Dosa Mahal?
-Mmm, Dosa Mahal.

Bye.

(door closes)

Hey.

You see this yet?

This gonna be a problem?

No. Not if they
don't find out.

That was well-played today.

Nobody suspected a thing.

So, you wanna grab a bite,
our usual spot or--

No. And this is
the last conversation

we're gonna have about this.

As far as anyone here
is concerned,

we haven't seen each other
in two years.

Do you understand?

Understood.

Weller.

Easy. Easy.

Easy.

-What're you doing here?
-I need a favor.

Some help with
the tattoos.

What, are you insane?

(chuckles)

Maybe.

But you are gonna help me.

If I don't?

I'll tell Jane
what happened in Berlin.

What do you need?