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My name is Danny McNamara.

When I left the FBI, I thought

my crime-fighting days were
over, but then I learned

that terrorist Karim Farouk
was on the hunt for Cleopatra,

one of the world's
most valuable treasures,

lost for over 2,000 years,

to use her as part
of a massive terror attack.

To find him,
I needed some help,

so I went to Lexi Vaziri,
a thief.

LEXI:
Excuse me, a master thief.

And my father
was killed by Farouk.

DANNY:
Lexi and I have
a complicated past.

LEXI:
He wants to bring Farouk
to justice, I want revenge.

who want Cleopatra
as much as we do.

LEXI:
We're not sure
whether they're good or bad,

but the one thing
we all agree on...

DANNY:
Is that we need
to find Cleopatra...

[tires screeching]

LEXI:
Before Farouk does.

She's here.Previously on
Blood & Treasure...

Cleopatra?

Damn it.

It's just the
outer sarcophagus.

So they let the Nazis
leave with her

and kept the gold casing
for themselves.

She's still out there somewhere.

That's Omar.
Farouk's right-hand man.

[grunts]

You're under arrest.

[phone vibrates]

DANNY: Why do you have a burner phone?

Are you going through my stuff?You've been spying on me.

No. It's not
like that.

I don't trust you to
be a part of the sting.

Can you trace this for me?

I think it's one of Lexi's
underworld contacts.

It's connected
to the Farouk case.

Whoa, whoa.

But the FBI wants
to talk to you.

I have orders to
take you back to Rome.

They didn't tell
me anything else.

DANNY: Where'd you find her? GWEN: I didn't.

She turned herself in.

Danny, I'm sorry,
but the FBI is extraditing you

back to the United States.

My hands are tied.

I still have no idea
what this is about.

It's not about Farouk.
I can tell you that much.

Well, you'll figure it out soon
enough. Special Agent Harper,

Boston field office.
We spoke on the phone.

GWEN: Yeah.What do you want, Harper?

What I've always wanted.

And now you've given me
the leverage to get it.

Are the handcuffs
really necessary?Of course.

You're a criminal
now, Danny.

Destruction of property,
criminal conspiracy.

I admit I was surprised that
a straight arrow like you

would get yourself into this
kind of trouble until I

heard you were
shacked up with her.If this

is an intervention,
I won't fight you.

I was warned she was the devil,
but I didn't listen.

The devil can hear you,
you know.

If you could just trust me...

Who were you communicating with
in Casablanca

on the burner phone?

I can't tell you.

Then I guess I can't trust you.

HARPER:
You two left
quite a trail

of death and destruction
across Europe.

Rome, Germany,
Spain, Morocco...

You're a modern-day
Bonnie and Clyde.

Did Bonnie know Morocco
isn't in Europe? 'Cause I do.

DANNY:
You know we didn't
murder anyone.

Ask Agent Karlsson.

Oh, you mean the Interpol agent
that filed the Red Notice

that got our attention?

I've got some paperwork to do.

[clears throat]

Karim Farouk.

The one that got away.

Eats away at you, doesn't it?

He's a terrorist planning
a major attack, so, yeah,

he's on the top
of my to-do list.

We're the ones who caught
his lieutenant in Casablanca,

while you haven't done anything.Oh, I know about

having a white whale
you can't catch.

I myself have a file
that I would do

anything to close.

Fensgate Museum heist

in Boston.

That was, like,
the '90s, right?

They stole, like,
a hundred paintings.

Ten paintings.

Those thieves are legends.

Headed off into the sunset,
and the feds

never caught any of them.It's become quite the

convict bedtime story,
but you got it wrong.

We caught one.

Never could get him
to talk-- his crew,

where the paintings ended up--

nothing.

And now that window
for answers is closing.

Why is that?Because he's dying.

My father's dying?

Wait. What?

Where is he?Federal prison
in Massachusetts.

Want to say hello?

Your dad did the Fensgate heist?

I don't want to talk about it.

Hey.
You were in handcuffs.

Patrick McNamara's
currently serving time

for ten counts of violating
U.S. Code Title 18,

section 668:
theft of major artwork.

He was supposed
to get five years.

And if he had cooperated,
we wouldn't have

thrown the book at him.

So he got a life sentence.

How much time does he have?That depends.

Prison health care is...

not great.

[exhales]

Look, I've asked you
many times in the past

to help me to get him to talk.

This time I'm offering
you a chance

to save his life.

Get him to give up
the paintings,

and we'll move him
to a real hospital.

And the FBI will

drop the charges
we have against you.

As the person looking at the
longer list of charges,

I'd say that sounds
like a great deal.

You're not going.

No, you don't get
a vote, McNamara.

Because we're looking
for stolen paintings

and she's a thief,
she could be useful.

And since both of you
are looking at

many years behind bars,
she will be incentivized

to make sure that you
get answers out of your old man.

So she's going.

♪

The FBI
has a long memory.

If you screw me-- try to run,

anywhere in the world--

we will find you.
That's a promise.

I want one more thing
out of this deal.

You're in no position
to negotiate.

You said it yourself:

I'm your last chance.

The charges you got on me
aren't gonna hold up,

and we both know it.

What do you want?

Farouk's looking
for Cleopatra,

and a group of Nazis had her,

at least as far as Casablanca.

We need to find out
where they went.

Sorry, Nazis are
a bit before my time.

Yeah, but like you said,
the FBI has a long memory.

You can get the
records for me.

I need the entire file
on Operation Paperclip.

You want a 75-year-old file...

With a stupid name.

Paperclip was a top-secret
U.S. program

that recruited Nazi scientists
to work for us

after World War II.

So they must have tracked Nazis
escaping after the war.

Maybe
even from,

say, Casablanca?Exactly.

Harper, I'll get you
the paintings.

You get me
the Paperclip file.

And when we
stop Farouk,

you'll get the credit.

Omar is Farouk's right-hand man.

Our first chance to crack
his entire organization.

So how do you
want to do it?

"Good carabiniere,
bad Interpol"?

I never liked that expression.

"Bad cop" is not something
any responsible

law enforcement officer
would ever choose.

It's just acting.

Why do I have to be
the bad one?

You have a certain...

something.

I don't see that at all.

Perfect.

[slurps]

What is this?

Oh, it's bitter.

It's good for, uh, digestion.It's disgusting.

Look, we'd like to do
anything we can

for you to feel comfortable.I'll tell you what.

How about we skip
this good cop part?

'Cause I'm really looking
forward to her bad cop part.

We have you on charges
of terrorism and murder.

Also, because international law
prohibits the destruction

of heritage sites, war crimes.

What you say next
determines

the difference
between life in prison

and life in a much worse prison.

Look...

we know you are devoted
to a cause.

Oh, those are the other guys.

I do what I do
for money.

I'm not even religious, bro.

Does Farouk know that?

Of course.

Most of the crew are believers,

but they are kept in line
by people like me--

the pros. Farouk wants
more than a bunch

of adrenaline junkies waving
their AKs in the air.

You blew up a pyramid.

For Farouk that was
a middle finger for the East

and the West.

But it also covered our
tracks and kept the world

watching the news...

while he was already
selling the stolen goods.

So why hasn't he sold Antony?

And why is he so
hell-bent on Cleopatra?

What's his ultimate plan?

I will tell you my plan.

I'll let you know everything...

for a sweet deal.

I want a new identity,
I want a new home,

and I want a new bank account

Hey.[chuckles]

Could take some time.

You have to be quick.

Now that you have me,
Farouk's going to have to

speed up his plan.

GWEN:
Maybe we should
just let you go.

I'm sure Farouk will take
very good care of you,

knowing how loyal you are.

Maybe you should
have this after all.

It's good for stomach distress.

[automatic gunfire][both grunt]

Doctor, if you please?It's over here.

This is it.

We were supposed to do this
when no one was here.

I have to move up my timeline.

And I'm not paying you
to have a conscience.

It's just more risk.
It should also...

raise my fee.

Just make my weapon, Doctor.

After that, you...

you won't have to worry
about money ever again.

Destroy the lab.

[steady beeping]

PATRICK:
So that's it? This is all
you guys could come up with?

CHAPPIE:
I'm telling you, Pat, it's
the chance of a lifetime.

Come on, Chappie, this is
going too far this time.Too far?

The job
is all lined up.

The guard schedules, the entry
codes-- everything's all set.

I'm happy to collect for you
guys a few times a month,

turn my head the other way,
but that was before. All right?

That was when
I was on my own. But now...

Now? What now?

You have a son
to provide for.

This could set him
up in one night.

That's it, it's over.

Patrick, please,
I... I need this.

Oh, you need this?

[sighs]

Okay. Fine.

Hurry up and show me
the guard schedules.

Watch commander's been on me
for being late for roll call

the past two times this month.MAN:
Look, after this,

you'll never have to worry about
another time card again,

so...

Hey.
Get that kid out of here.

Danny, get up to your room
and stay there.

Now!You think he heard?

PATRICK:
Don't worry
about him.

MAN:
Okay. [clears throat]

So this entry code here
corresponds to that door.

LEXI:
Just so I've got this straight--

you've given me a hard time
ever since we met

over my career choice."Thief" is not a career.

Oh, you're right.

It's an art
that requires cunning,

precision, the ability
to read people,

such as when they're lying.

I never lied to you.Not saying anything

about your father being
a criminal is lying.

I don't think you,
of all people,

want to talk about
lies of omission.

[scoffs]GUARD:
McNamara.

[door buzzes]

I'm sure he's
just as nervous as you are.

Look at you.

Got some meat
on your bones, huh?

Being 20 years
older helps.

Mm-hmm.
Suppose you heard I'm dying.

Your mother used to always
get on me about the cigarettes.

Turns out the old precinct
was full of asbestos.

Hang on--
you were a cop?

Two years shy
of my pension.

Opted for early retirement here.

Well, I'm a great admirer
of your work.

Mm. Let me guess-- you
spent time behind bars yourself?

Not for very long.

Boy Wonder,
shacks up with a con.

We're just
working together.

[laughs, coughing]

[sniffles]

Uh, so what do you want, Danny?

We need to talk
about the Fensgate.

Mm. So are you, gunning
for a promotion, or what?

I'm trying to get you
into a real hospital.

With real care.

You could get better.

I'm not getting better.

So did Harper
put you up to this?

Oh. Prick.

He isa prick.Can't you see
he's using you?

I'm using him
to catch a terrorist.

Help me, Dad.

Just-just this once.

LEXI:
He's trying

to save your life.

Looks like we're both a little
late for that, aren't we?

[guard coughs]

I'm not a rat.

Guard?

No... Don't do this.Get me out of here.

Just let me die in peace.

Go visit your mother.

What's he talking about?

I thought your mother passed.She did.

Someone must have him
too scared to talk.

That was a code.

What does it mean?

It means I'm going home.

[Lexi clears throat]

Can you do my left?

I find that tracking bracelets
throw off my kicking motion,

should that be an issue.

Feel free to do what
you got to do in Boston

to get this done,

but I'm damn sure
not gonna lose track of you.

I told you
I'd get you the paintings.

A deal's a deal.Do not mistake
my desperation

to close this case as weakness.

You pull any stunt--

you or your lowlife friend try
to run-- and I will bury you

in a cell.

You have 48 hours.

Then so do you.

Have the Operation Paperclip
file ready when I'm back.

I can't believe this
is where you're from.

I assumed you crashed to Earth
in a cape with a big "S" on it.

Figures the one pop culture
reference you know

is so you can make fun of me.

Yep. I've been
saving that one.

So if your dad was arrested
when you were a kid,

who'd you live with?

We're gonna have one rule.

No questions.
Okay?

That really makes me want
to ask more questions.

Hey, Mrs. Farley.

How you doing?

Danny McNamara.

You got a lot of nerve
coming around here, kid.

Wow. She is friendly.

So, if "see your
mother" was code,

did your father mean for
you to go to a cemetery?

My mom's buried in Texas.

♪

[line ringing]

This way.

After my dad was arrested,

our house became a crime scene.

Never got my things.

You don't think
that 20 years of vagrants

haven't stolen everything?

Luckily...

I kept the one thing
that mattered to me...

well-hidden.

She's beautiful.Yeah, she was a nurse

at a V.A. hospital.

Met my dad
when he got back from Vietnam.

I was real little
when they split up.

Went with Mom to Texas

until she got sick.

After she died,
I was sent here to be with him.

We, uh,

didn't exactly get along.

Year and a half,
I lived with him.

We never once talked about her.

He just walled himself off.

So he was practically
a stranger.

He only let me keep
a couple reminders of her

because I promised to hide them.

When he said
to come visit my mother,

I think he meant to come here.

'Cause this is all
that I have left of her.

Anything good in me--

she's where it comes from.

She would have really liked you.

You mean she wouldn't have
thought I was the devil?

No, she liked people
who made her laugh.

I mean, she's the reason I've
seen Airplane!a million times.

I don't get it.

There's nothing here.

Wait...

That writing--
that wasn't there before.

Who's Tim Keeler?

I don't know.

[footsteps approaching]

Hey.Afternoon.

Enjoying a stroll through
the abandoned buildings?

I'll take that photo, thank you.

[all grunting]

[grunts] Oh, I told them
this tracker threw off my kicks.

Come on, we got to go.

Who the hell are those guys?

CHAPPIE:
He double-crossed us, Paddy.

He blew our only escape
route on purpose!

He took the money,
took the paintings!

PATRICK:
I told you this was
a bad idea, but no,

you said it was
a perfect score, right?

CHAPPIE:
That guard at the
museum, Paddy...

That guard--

he saw your face.

I know, I know.

He's got a family. Okay?

[scoffs]

What?His family or our family.

There's no contest.

We got to kill him.

My dad left
that note for me.

We were the only two people
who knew that lunch box existed.

So your dad must think
you know Tim Keeler.

Or that I can
find someone who does,

which I think I can.

First I want to find out
who's hunting us.

[line ringing]

Danny. You okay?

Well, I'm being blackmailed
by the FBI

and I just got beat up

in my childhood home,
but other than that, Gwen,

I'm doing great.Did she even
ask about me?

What do you know
about ex-black ops

working in the Boston area?

Not much.

But Omar is talking.
We learned something new today.

At least some of Farouk's men
are mercenaries for hire.

You think he'd send a crew all
the way here to come after us?

Would you let a border
stop you from hunting him?

You captured one of his
right-hand men in Casablanca.

He's not gonna let that go.

Be careful, Danny.

Yeah, I will.

♪ [indistinct conversations]

[clears throat]

Danny.

Well, I guess you never
hit on any of them scratchers,

huh, Chappie?

[scoffs]

You shouldn't be in here.I need to talk about Dad.

You know he's sick?

Yeah, I saw him.

In prison.

When's the last time you did?

Where'd you find her?

I'm your problem right now,
not her.

[chuckles]
Look who got tough.

Look who got old.

Who's Tim Keeler?

I don't know any Tim Keeler,

especially not in this place.

Well, maybe some fresh air
will jog your memory.

Hey. Come on, Danny.MAN: Hey!

This is family business
and none of yours.

Anybody got
a problem?

Hey, big guy,

that wobbly
left knee?

It's the first thing
I'm going for.

MAN:
Ah, just let 'em
do their business.

Thanks a lot, guys.
Take it easy.

[grunts] Take it easy,
old times sake and all.

Tim Keeler.

Detective. Dirty, obviously.

Your dad and I used to...

do muscle work for him,
leaning on store owners

who were late on payments.

Then he came to us
with Fensgate.

Said it was the score of
a lifetime, that's what he says.

And then he double-crosses us
and he takes off

with everything,
leaves us to twist.

Where is he?
Danny,

you think if I knew that
I'd still be in this place?

I heard rumors, all right?

That he set himself up
on some island.

Living the dream
off our backs

while I'm stuck here
with nothing. [grunts]

DANNY:
Outside of a prison,

you got lucky.

You got a lot of your pop
in you, you know that?

Never saw it before.

You should
go see him.

But clean yourself
up first.

Don't let him know
you wasted your freedom.

DANNY:
We had a deal.

Give me the file
on Operation Paperclip.

We're done.

I don't see any paintings.

I gave you Keeler.
He's the one behind the robbery.

FBI can figure
where to find him.

We did,
he's in Cuba.

All the fun and sun
of retirement

with no extradition treaty
with the United States.

The Paperclip file will be there
when you come back.

I'm sorry. Back?

The FBI can't just
illegally go into Cuba

to recover stolen goods.
Now, if you two

were to somehow break the laws
that I've sworn to uphold,

then my hands
would be tied

by those same
non-extradition limitations.

Absolutely not.A deal's a deal.

You and your girlfriend
can be the star-crossed lovers

of the penal system.

She's not my girlfriend.I'm not his girlfriend.

Look, Danny, uh...

your father's taken a turn
for the worse.

Is-is he...Clock is ticking.

If you want to get your dad
out of there, you need to decide

what you're willing
to do about it.

I'll give you a moment
to think it over.

[door opens, closes]

I know I have no right
to ask you this, but...

Save it. I'm in.

Thanks.On one condition.

You have to answer
all of my questions.

I'll answer
one question.

Fair.

What really happened
between you and your dad?

And Chappie?
It can't just be

that they're criminals.

I'll tell you on the plane.

FAROUK:
Can it be done?

I believe so.

There are far easier
toxins to weaponize.

I could whip up a batch of ricin
by the end of the day.

No, it must be
this toxin,

and you must
work faster.

We found Omar.

He's in Rome being
interrogated right now

by the Italians
and Interpol.

You know we
cannot trust him.

No, we cannot.

Deal with him.

And if that Interpol agent
and the carabinieri get...

Then deal
with them, too.

[police sirens wailing][pounding on door]

OFFICER: Police! Open up![indistinct radio chatter]

Patrick McNamara,
you're under arrest!

[banging on door]

[door crashing]

OFFICER:
Go!

OFFICER 2:
Hands up!

You all set?Yeah, we got him.

All right, make sure
you go upstairs,

make sure no one else
is in here, all right?

Let's move.All right.
[handcuffs click]

Chappie.

Chappie, you turn me in?

No. What the hell's going on?

Danny, was it you?

[scoffs]

Your own father.

All right,
come on.

Watch your head.

[low murmuring]

[car door closing]

[car driving away]

[siren chirps]

♪

So that was really the last time
you saw your father

until yesterday?Yeah.

I must look like
a real traitor.

Traitor? You were protecting him
from himself,

from becoming a murderer.Yeah,

by becoming a rat.

You protected that museum guard.
That's what you do.

I never told anyone that story.

Your deep dark secret

is turning a thief in

and saving lives.

Classic Danny.

I fought the stigma
of my dad being a dirty cop

every day of my FBI career.

Everything I've done
since that day was to prove

I wasn't him,

and now here I am, about
to steal the same paintings

I turned him in for stealing.

That's him.

That's Keeler.
He came to my house once.

I remember him.

You sure you're up to this?

Come on.Danny?

COMMENTATOR [on radio]:
Let's see what he can accomplish

with two men on
here in the sixth.

Six innings of play, it's 10-7,

Boston over New York.

[speaking in Spanish]

Hables inglés?

Damn right habla inglés.
Where you from?

Dorchester.

Um, I don't know that area.No?

You're not familiar
with Boston, huh?

Look... [chuckles]

I don't want any trouble.

We don't want any trouble,
either, uh...

Mike.DANNY: That's funny.

You look more like a Tim to me.

Ah!

Who the hell are you?
What is this?

20 years ago, you double-crossed
Patrick and Chappie McNamara.

You remember?Yes.

Every second of every day.

Tell me everything.
Who planned the heist?

I'll break it off.[grunts]

I... I put the whole thing
together myself.

And set them up
to take the fall?

That was the plan,
yeah.

What happened to the paintings?

I knew the paintings
would be hot,

so I stashed them on the
Tall Ships in Boston Harbor.

They sailed to Panama,
I followed it,

and walked off with my treasure,
figured I'd be set for life.

Who'd you sell them to?

I... couldn't even sell them
on the black market.

They were too hot.

Couldn't even
give 'em away.

Where are they?

[grunts] Ah!

I might've popped
something there.

[Keeler grunts]

Pool cue case under the bar,
over there.

All right!LEXI: All right, just move it.

There you go.

Ah!

You kept these masterpieces
in a bag on the floor?

You could've
destroyed them all.

I should have. They've been
nothing but a curse to me.

You stole ten,
there's nine here.

The guy who hooked me up with
the job, he only wanted the one.

The guy? What guy?

I can't...What guy hooked you up?

I won't tell you.
I'm no rat.

[groans]

Ah, God!You're no rat? Hmm?

[grunts]

Hey, get this guy off me!

Danny!

Hey!

You're Pat McNamara's kid.

That's right.
I'm Danny McNamara.

I ratted out
my own father,

so imagine
what I'm gonna do to you.

I-I'm sorry. I didn't know...

Who were you working for?

It was...
[shouts]

She's back!ROARKE:
Give me the paintings,

Now!Come on. Follow me.

[silenced gunfire]

[people exclaiming, shouting]

Move!

MAN:
Hola, amigo.

[speaking Spanish]

[shushing]Do you like my paintings?

LEXI: Yes.[man speaking Spanish]

[speaks Spanish]
Let me show you.

Hey,

amigo.

Who are you people?

Let's not make this any
messier than it has to be.

Trust me.

I do.

Time to go.

Get it out of the fire.

♪

Stealing anddirty tricks?

I like it.

Let's get back to Boston.

WOMAN:
All right, I need you

to sign there,

and then there.

And finally, right there.

This is a huge win for our case.

Yes, it is.

You got my relocation?

I always thought Montana
sounded really cool.

I got you everything
you deserve.

Oh, you keep that.
It's your copy.

Wait, uh, my copy?

How are they gonna...

[choking]

He's been poisoned.

How are they treating you?

[groans]

Well, the nurses are a lot cuter
than the prison guards.

They got good meds.

The food sucks.

Nobody will bring me
a Zagnut bar.

[chuckles]: In the joint,
I could eat as many as I wanted.

Sneak me one of them,
will you?

They're not good for you, Dad.

Yeah, I know.

You should know, um...

Keeler's dead.

Did you do it?

No. But I was there.

That's good.

You don't want to carry that.

W-Why did you leave me
that note?

'Cause I panicked.

I had to tell somebody the truth

about Keeler.

And I realized the only person
I trusted in the whole world--

it was you.

It's ironic, isn't it? You were
the one who turned me in.

You were gonna kill somebody.I know. And I was.

You did the right thing
to stop me.

You always were
your mother's boy, Danny.

LEXI:
It's a good thing Farouk's
mercenaries cared more

about these paintings
than offing us.

'Cause that was a gamble.

We might have slowed him down
if he was planning

on funding the next phase
of his attack with these.

Operation Paperclip--
everything you wanted.

But my case isn't closed.

I'm still missing a painting
by Jean-André Rixens.

Something called The Death of Cleopatra.

Mean anything to you?

There are no
coincidences.

Keeler was killed before we
could get any more out of him.

Well, then maybe
after you're done with Farouk,

you'll come back,
help finish this one.

A deal's a deal.

Good luck catching
the one that got away.

DANNY:
This file

is the key to finding out
where the Nazis took Cleopatra.

And there's no way
Farouk has it.

So I guess, in the end,
crime did pay.

That's really the lesson
you took from this?

I'll admit I was
never a good student.

[sighs]
Fabi was the one

on the other end
of that burner phone.

I didn't tell you because
he threatened to kill you

if I said anything.

Why?

Because he's in
the Brotherhood of Serapis.

How is it that every answer

always creates
ten new questions?

Look, I don't know
much more than that,

I was just giving him
enough to keep him close.

But everything I did

I did to protect you.

I've always been on your side,
whether you believe it or not.

Okay.

Okay?

Look, I've had enough
grudges in my life.

You did what you thought
was right.

There's something about
the way you said that.

Oh... What did you do?[stammers]

Don't be angry.

I gave that number to Gwen.

Oh...Fabi's number, to trace.

I told her whoever it belonged
to was dangerous.Danny.

See, this is why we can't be
keeping secrets from each other.

Danny, if she finds out
he's in the Brotherhood

I know.we lose a key ally. Plus,

he was my source when
we robbed Egyptian Intelligence.

If he goes down...We could be watching

Farouk walk away
from behind bars.Yes.

That.

I'll call Gwen,

I'll move her off it.[scoffs, chuckles]

You'll move
Swedish Terminator off it.

It's gonna be fine.[sighs]

See, don't you wish
I didn't tell you now?

I'm glad you did.

Now we can get back to being
Team Danny and Lexi.

I believe it's Lexi and Danny.

[line ringing]

MAN: Pronto.

The lawyer slipped
the surveillance cameras.

She's in the wind.

[phone vibrating]

Hello?

WOMAN: We triangulated
and traced the number

Danny McNamara gave you.

It's been on and off all day.
Currently, it's active.

Right, where is it?

It's coming from the carabinieri
headquarters in Rome.

Ground floor,
north end of the building.

Yeah.

[gas hissing]

Is that it?

It's quite powerful.

Just a fraction of the amount
I've produced

is lethal.

I've procured a lab monkey
for a live demonstration.

If you'll have one of
your men bring him in.

[alarm chimes]

What are you doing?

Moving on to human trials.

[panting]

Congratulations, Doctor.

It works.