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- Previously onThe Border... - Open up or we'll break it in!

- You do have a warrant? - Facted down to the last comma

naming you as a suspect in Radman's murder.

- [Gunshot] - I did not shoot Radman.

Someone else was up on that roof.

What did Mannering say to you?

- He wanted to know about your attitude towards Radman.

- I got the surveillance tapes. - What did you find?

- Nada. Nobody entered within an hour of the shooting. - That's been doctored.

- Well, it's seamless. Like, scarily so.

Somebody would have had to do a brilliant editing job

and then replace it, all under the eyes of CSIS.

- Illegal import of exotic birds.

Sometimes that whole

"stand on guard for thee" thing feels a little thin.

- Just let me know when your boy's on the wing.

Handoff.

[On my signal.]

Immigration and Customs Security!

We have a warrant to search this thing! Come on, let's go!

Whoa! No, no!

- Let's go now! - It's a mistake!

- Don't touch me! - On the ground!

- Mistake! Mistake! [Tiger roaring]

Gray!

- What's in there? - Biggest bird I've ever seen!

[Roaring]

So, in the confusion,

he... escaped.

We gave chase, but the suspect...

Flew the coop.

I'm sorry, it's, like, I can't stop myself.

- Yeah, well, the zoo says they have room in their exhibit

so they can keep the cat there indefinitely.

- Good. I don't think a refugee centre is properly equipped.

Hey! Anybody feel like

pulling a Scooby Doo, solving a little mystery?

- Yes, please god. Anything. Thank you.

- Was that cat... spraying? You know, they like to mark--

Leave it.

- Okay, sandalwood-hint- of-urine, moving on.

Alright, this is about 7 minutes, 10 blocks away,

give or take.

- "Hey look, free motorcycle!" - That's one mystery solved.

Guy gets away from Gray?

That's not a mystery. That's just... sad.

No, here is the mystery.

What would you say she's doing?

- She's waiting for a guy. Look at the body language.

- Nice jacket. - Gray, Hourani, follow up

with forensics on the van to see if they found anything.

- Nobody thinks... by the way she's walking...

- Heard you had kittens out there.

- Heel-toe, heel-toe. It's very... precise.

- One woman pacing in front of a theatre... it's pretty thin.

- She looks foreign. What? She does.

- I'll grab a frame, see what turns up. Just for giggles.

Mind if I look into it?

It's up to you.

One , two...

[Siren sounding] three, four, five...

six, seven, eight,

nine, ten, eleven, twelve,

thirteen, fourteen, fifteen...

- Wind's unpredictable down this corridor,

but allowing for that, and distance...

she could have been ranging.

Unbelievable.

It's a beautiful day, we got great fresh air,

we got a lovely woman doing a two-step for us

and you go straight to 'sniper!'

- You gotta get a hobby, man. - That's the last thing I need.

Let's see who's on the bill.

Yeah.

Name's Al Haroq,

Algerian-born cartoonist. Currently lives in Geneva.

Uh, it's a private lecture, tomorrow night.

- Part of something called Islam and the Secular World.

- Isn't he the guy who had the fatwa put out on him last year

with the cartoons?

- Yeah, he put it together with the woman pacing.

- No fire, but definitely smoke. - You think she's looking to start a demonstration?

- Or get a clear shot. Uh, well, that's what he thinks.

A sniper?

Those cartoons sparked riots that killed 16 people.

- CSIS should have flagged this guy the moment his plans were announced.

- Find out where Al Haroq is staying and move him to a safe house.

- Boss? - Hang on.

Hey.

Cat boy resurfaced.

Get this: he climbed a fence,

and got into the tiger exhibit at the zoo.

Guess he really needed the goods. - Is he in custody?

- Uh, no. Protective coma. Sixty stitches and a collapsed lung.

- "Faster, pussycat! Kill, kill!"

- The van's clean... Well, except for the cat hair.

Is that the same woman from this morning?

What are you worried about? Was she "walking while brown?"

It's not racial profiling.

Is it?

- We suspect she might be targeting someone appearing at the theatre.

- That's a really nice jacket. A Lida Baday.

There can't be more than

6 stores in Toronto that sell it.

You want to find her? Trace whoever bought that jacket.

Check it out.

What do you need?

- Original security tapes from the Radman shooting.

No evidence of overpainting, pixel mapping.

No residual data. It's beautiful work.

- So you can't tell who altered them?

- I'd say the Leafs have a better chance of winning the World Series.

Don't get me wrong, I've got top-of-the-line tools here,

but this, this is a whole other line.

This is da Vinci. It's Rembrandt.

And with CSIS off limits--

- Everyone is off limits. Including the squad.

I gotta ask.

Radman... Bad man...

Maybe you didn't shoot him. But you wanted to, right?

So... why go after whoever did?

I need answers.

Starting with, "why?"

- Check out Darnell. - Darnell?

Uh...

okay.

- That last shop had a bag that cost more than my car.

- So you said. Repeatedly. - It's just a little shocking.

- Well, finding our jacket lady gets a little bit harder

each time you whistle at prices on the credit card receipts.

- That's exactly why men hate shopping. Look, I gotta go see a man about a horse.

- You know what? Go. Please. I'll fly solo on this one.

- Hi. - Hi.

Uh-huh. Sure. You should get it by next week.

Can I help you?

Nice jacket.

- Does it have 500-thread-count Egyptian cotton sheets?

Brushed steel pulsating rain shower?

Turn-down service with a little Belgian chocolate?

It's a condo. There's a view.

And it's a place we can keep secure. - I doubt that very much.

- It's standard operating procedure in cases like this.

- For you. But forgive me, gentlemen,

which of us has been living under a fatwa for the last 417 days?

I put my faith in Allah, but I would rather put my trust

- in these gentlemen. - Do you believe this guy?

- Have you seen anyone hanging around?

- Anyone-- - Suspicious?

Every day for the last year.

Fortunately, my guards bring a more even perspective.

Rufus?

There we are.

Oh man!

Hey, Slade,

[we got a positive I.D. on the woman from the video.]

Wow! That's almost impressive.

[She works in the store.]

- It's called Must Have. - Must Have?

Own car, clean nails,

good bone structure... Yeah, I heard that enough times.

Ooh! 64-bit encryption!

[I'm so in!]

Hey, hang on... Must Have mall security database...

Yes! Name's Monita Persaud. Born Kandahar.

[Filed an IMM-1295 work permit application at the High Commission in London.]

Entered at Montreal 3 months ago.

- [Looks like she checks out.] - Kandahar?

- Let me run the name through INTERPOL. They found our theatre walker.

- Tell them to bring her in. - Gray, boss says--

- Yeah, yeah, I heard what he said. I don't like the tactical. What if she's being watched?

- Gray, it's Maggie. South entrance. I'll bring a team.

- [Meet you there in ten.] - Right.

- Is this going to take much longer?

He's only available until noon.

A moment, Petal.

We booked a couples' massage.

- Ah. - Have you varied your routine?

- No. - Does anybody else know your plans in Canada?

- I'm here for a private benefit.

The reservation is under an assumed name.

It's an alias I have not used before.

The deposit for the room was paid with a secure credit card

registered to a numbered company in Dubai - also not used before.

- This guy's got all the answers, huh. Can't tell him anything.

- Didn't Canada lose a diplomat to a bomb

in Afghanistan?

Yes. I remember something about that. They blew him up.

And he had soldiers protecting him.

- I'll take my chances, thanks. - Where do you get off?

- Al, don't. - No, no, I'd like to know.

You know, you're not the first

to publish cartoons of Muslims and make them crazy, you know.

What did you think was gonna happen? You practically dared them.

- And for that, clearly I deserve to die.

Al, come on.

[Siren in the background]

- This is a whole lot of shit for one woman pacing.

- You should try the jacket. With your complexion and your eyes...

Oh, I love this!

- It pays to be bold. Especially with your figure.

- Um, could you wait a moment? I just need to get my husband's credit card.

- Is it okay if I-- - Of course. I trust you.

Thank you.

Wow! That, that...

- Put your arms around me and kiss me.

Down boy.

Look, either she's exactly who she seems, or she just made you.

- Uh, well, Kessler wants us to pull her in.

- Good. I'm getting a vibe.

- Well, Maggie's two minutes out with the wagon.

- Alright, let's close the sale. - Alright.

- Where's the woman who was helping me?

- She's checking stock. You said you wanted to try a jacket?

- Immigration and Customs Security. Is there a back way out of here?

- Through the dressing room, but it's just to a service corridor.

- Is it locked? Keys or code? - Oh, code.7-4-4-2. - Alright, stay with her.

- Sir, you can't go in there! - You're closed.

- Hey! Hey! - Hey, whoa! Uh...

Immigration and Customs... Uh, never mind.

I just got to get by. Sorry about that.

Slade, she just pulled a runner here. You got a layout?

- [It's a service corridor] for deliveries

[and restaurant service... Runs 100 meters.] Lets out 10m from the subway.

- ICS! Stop! Our target has changed her jacket.

It's now grey. She's wearing sunglasses and got her hair up.

She's not heading for the subway here. She used a key card on the door.

Get me transit control.

If she tries to escape by subway, we can catch her there.

- Maggie? - [Yeah, boss?]

- Divert from south entrance. Head toward subway level.

- Slade, where's this lead? - [Utility tunnel.]

Trunk power, telco... No way should she have access to that!

Oh, it's a shortcut down to the PATH Network.

It'll put her right at a cross junction under Bay and Richmond.

She's got 4, 5 escape routes from there. - We're gonna lose her.

Release Monita Persaud's description to Metro Police,

with an Intel Advisory.

Notify all units in the PATH. I want a 3-block perimeter. - She'll just go surface.

Okay, I'm heading

away from the subway.

- [Where am I looking?] - Uh, 30 meters north-northwest.

Got it. Confirmed.

What a minute, wait a minute, she's making some kind of drop.

[Device exploding and crowd screaming]

She set off an IED. It's low-yield.

[Just bang and smoke. It's a diversion.]

- Goddamn it! - Do you still have her? Maggie?

Negative. Negative.

[Siren sounding and crowd screaming]

- Ah, you gotta be kidding me! - Shit!

Excuse me.

- Excuse me. - No problem.

- When you queried the INTERPOL database for "Monita Persaud," it tripped a flag.

- Really? - So the U.S. already had her under surveillance?

- Mm-hm. We've been watching her store for a week.

Monita Persaud has been AMVL flagged for ten months now.

Frak me sideways.

Ha! Deny, deny, deny.

You- AMVL.

Uh, Advanced Movement Vectoring List. Huge!

We're talking massive data mining op

to track suspicious travel by foreign nationals.

- We're not going to miss the next Saudi who decides to go to flight school.

- Seriously, we gotta get a Patriot Act.

[Hitting the table and clapping his hands twice]

- We believe Persaud was in the vicinity of two assassinations in the last year alone.

- Huh, one was another fatwa. That's interesting.

- So, she puts down roots in Khartoum

and Sri Lanka 3 months before each incident.

Takes a job, builds up a work history.

- And soon as the man dies, she disappears. Within days.

- I don't know if that's enough to put the squeeze on her. - Uh, may I?

[Electronic noises]

What is this?

- She's got two other aliases - that we know about.

- One matches the description of a hotel maid in Colombia.

Went missing the same day the CFO of a German multinational was found with his throat cut.

- The other was an art student in Geneva.

'Til a radical Orthodox Rabbi got a new sunroof in his car.

The 'explodey' kind. Guess which one's the "arts student?"

- Where'd you find these? - You're a PC. I'm a Mac.

- We've managed to snag this woman before an operation.

Nobody's ever done that before.

- Well, it's like finding Carlos the Jackal.

- Too bad none of this comes close to being proof.

- Why'd you run? - I didn't.

- You weren't trying to elude our agent? - She didn't identify herself.

- You didn't give her a chance.

How did you get access to the utility corridor?

- I have a key card. - Yeah? Where'd you get that? - I found it.

- I want to keep this close...

until we have a better handle on it.

I don't want CSIS involved.

So, I'm asking you to delay telling your superiors.

That's a big request.

- CSIS is withholding information from us already.

Mannering might put

personal animus ahead of operational security.

- You mean he really hates your guts.

Really?

How do you explain the smoke bomb in the garbage can?

- That had nothing to do with me. - Just a coincidence?

The Canadian High Commission in London never issued a work visa

for Monita Persaud.

Right there, we have what we need to put you in jail.

She could have a spotter,

even a second team.

- What I would like to know is where Ms. Persaud picked up her tradecraft.

- You think she's one of yours?

- Wouldn't be the first CIA trainee who went freelance.

I'm giving you 18 hours to make your case, Mike.

And, um... it would be good for me

if you delivered this gift-wrapped.

Won't be easy.

I don't think her pulse rate's gone above 60.

[Siren in the background]

Oh...

Let's turn it over.

[Moaning in effort]

- You got a knife? - Yeah.

[Couch fabric tearing]

- Open-ended airline tickets...

Dollars, Euros,

Swiss Francs, Pounds...

- And this is NOT a Kate Spade.

- You know, every minute that you withhold cooperation just means...

- [Door opening] - Agents found your tickets,

your passports, and an illegal handgun.

You're going to be charged under antiterrorist statutes.

- Then I guess it's time we talked about a deal.

- The cartoonist refuses to go to the safe house.

- We posted extra security, but that's about as far as the guy'd let us go.

I was almost ready to take a shot at him myself. - Okay.

Lepinksy, my office.

Door.

- Look, the hotel's secure. It's not going to be a problem.

- The woman from the theatre's in custody. - Well, that's good.

Darnell thinks we should reach out to CSIS.

- I'll take that under advisement. For now, I'm taking you two off the case.

Okay.

- ICS will only work efficiently if all communication with CSIS goes through me.

- What do you think, Darnell's talking to CSIS? - Is he?

No. No way.

- I can't take that chance.

Still got that nasty slice.

Only when I'm pissed.

- You know, people are rattled. It's only natural, you know,

what with what's been going on around here lately.

That one's gonna kill a carp.

You know, what you do reflects on me too, you know.

I- I wear it too.

- Yeah, I didn't get us pulled off this case.

Kessler probably thinks I got Mannering on speed dial.

- Now why would you say that?

- Five years of watching agencies butt heads in Africa.

I transferred here from CSIS because...

[Boat horn sounding from afar]

We're supposed to be better than this.

[Seagulls crying]

- Goodbye Layla Hourani. Hello Monita Persaud.

- Your assignment is to play the part

'til we locate the support team in the Al Haroq hit.

- The storeowner is pretty shaken up

but she's eager to show us she's a responsible citizen with no ties to terrorism.

- Sometime in the next 24 hours, the support team is gonna make contact.

It is important that you follow Persaud's routines exactly.

- And we're sure none of these people have ever met her or know what she looks like?

- Nah, she's old-school. Hey, magazine ciphers, dead drops.

It's practically Soviet. Stone cold Putin-style.

She never meets the client, and she only meets the B-team

a few hours before an op, no emails, no data trail.

It's classic. Travel, transcripts of our debriefing

and a daily routine.

There are little colored tabs and everything. - Thanks.

Good luck, Agent Hourani.

Hey.

I'm gonna be watching your back.

- That's actually going to be less annoying than usual.

- The clock is ticking: you'll want to take out my backup team

before they liquidate the target.

You'll try to keep the op in play so you can control the takedown.

- You sound very sure of yourself. - It's what I would do.

Put someone in play, as me. Maybe that pretty little agent of yours, from the store.

Tell me what you want.

The works.

Everything about Mid-Eastern terror networks,

murder-for-hire operations.

We want to learn the family business. - I'll need amnesty.

- And protection. - That depends on the quality of what you have to sell.

Baku Bashir.

The name of my contact is Baku Bashir.

I'll help you scuttle the current operation.

For the rest, I'll need a deal in place first.

- We'll get back to you about that.

Thank you.

[Song playing in the background]

[Sighing]

- You think she'll soften up overnight?

- I hope she'll consider what happens if we expose her, and then cut her loose.

- Novel approach. - Agent LaGarda, too?

How nice.

When were you planning to tell us

that you'd stumbled on a major intelligence asset?

- The minute you told us a major target had entered Canada.

- Al Haroq? That was an administrative oversight.

- Putting your countrymen at risk is a little bit more

than an "administrative oversight."

- Don't be absurd. - I don't find it in the slightest bit absurd.

- 'Course not. Because you both think that Al Haroq is the target.

- For operational security, we can't reveal more.

But we consider the threat to be imminent.

- There are several things in the wind which point to an attempt on your life

if you attend the Al Haroq lecture tomorrow night.

- And it's more than chatter. - We recommend you stay away.

I see.

Who's that?

Asmaa Ayat.

Her father's a martyr to his people.

What's she doing here?

- Finding out she's about to be assassinated.

- Oh. Go out for dinner and you miss a lot.

- You assured me that CSIS and police accompaniment would be adequate for my trip.

- New information's come to light.

I strongly urge that you change your plans.

- My father was elected president twice.

He saw the change coming.

They killed him

for not bowing to the mullahs.

Al Haroq is not afraid to stand up

to religious bullies - and I stand by him.

- I admire your principles. I really do. But--

- We have suffered much for an idea of democracy.

More than others. From junta to sharia and back.

But hope sustains.

We will have our election next year. I will run.

- And I will win. - Not if you get killed here.

- Well, that's up to you. I will not hide.

I... met your father once.

He was a pragmatist.

And where did that get him?

In the end,

if your time has come, they will get you.

I can't stand this.

- What are those? - A list of the guests at the lecture.

We should at least know if there are any hostiles in that theatre.

- Should I run the names again? - No thanks, um, I'm going to use a different database.

The trace on Mr. Baku Bashir,

Backup Assassin, it's uh, it's slow.

You know European databases.

So I could help out.

If you want.

Knock yourself out.

- My father taught me it is my family's duty to serve.

Hope is bigger than fear.

- That's a mistake. - Agent LaGarda.

I believe that Homeland Security's mandate includes

cooperation with all relevant agencies.

Please don't get caught up in Major Kessler's ill-advised fantasies.

- Between MI-6 terror cases and the new CIA protocols,

I would think you were used to being left out of the loop.

- Well, I hope that felt good.

Yeah, a little bit.

You awake?

I'm up. What?

Nothing.

- No, no, no, no. What? - Go back to sleep.

What?

Just, oh, the waiting.

Mm.

We knew there was a chance it wouldn't be here 'til tomorrow.

I know.

- You put in time at the store, right?

You checked the dead drop.

You can't control when they make contact.

You just gotta relax,

play it out.

Great. Now I'm up.

I'm sorry.

Of course you hate waiting.

You're a classic overachiever.

I'm surprised you're not spending your time learning

Japanese or something.

- Paaka. Tamani-wa hige demo sottara.

What does that mean?

Idiot.

- Ah, see? You're a language nerd.

Are you flirtingwith me?

With you? No.

No, with uh,

Monita Persaud,

cold-blooded international killer.

Well, be careful.

She's... unpredictable.

- Mm-hm?

She's not that tough.

[Knocking at the door]

- No. Shh... I'm supposed to be alone.

Here. Stay out of sight.

- I don't like this. - You said, "play it out."

Welcome back.

How long?

- Oh, 2 hours and change. [Sighing]

- I was at a LINUX conference with Rachel McAdams.

She had s'mores.

I knew that was too good to be true.

Did I help at all?

A little.

Did we find anything?

Perhaps.

- Subject made contact with Sergeant Hourani at 5:20 A.M.

at Monita Persaud's apartment.

- That wasn't protocol. - No, it wasn't. - What sort of contact?

- This was left at the door, along with a set of car keys.

- Did your agent see anyone?

- She searched the building. There was no sign.

So what do we know?

- She's to leave the store at 7:45 P.M. and go to P3 level

across from the theatre.

Presumably the vehicle will be there, with the weapon inside.

- Hm... That doesn't give us a second team.

No, it doesn't.

What's this?

- Ten people who should be questioned

before the Al Haroq lecture, maybe detained.

They might have a beef with Asmaa Ayat.

Good work.

[Unlocking beeps] What do you take us for?

- I don't understand. - Asmaa Ayat.

- I never said that Al Haroq was the target. You assumed.

- Your 'cooperation' has been useless.

I'm tired of half-truths.

The Americans can put you on a plane to Morocco this afternoon.

- Baku Bashir. - He's in the wind.

Someone made contact, but at your apartment,

not at either of the designated drops.

That wasn't the plan.

This is what I think.

You're still trying to deal your way back in.

If the hit goes off tonight, if the support team succeeds,

you're not out of the game.

- I'm in a cell. - For now.

But you honestly think you can talk your way out.

If one drop of blood spills

there's no going back for you.

Carlos the Jackal thought he had friends.

Let's see what yours do when they find out you collaborated.

Wait!

I'm the diversion.

A single shot from the roof goes wide,

and in the panic, there's a needle.

It's supposed to look like she died from natural causes.

That's the plan.

[Honking once]

- Inspector Williams. - What do you want?

- ICS is holding what could turn out to be

the finest intelligence source we have ever come across.

Do you think you're getting the most out of her?

CSIS should have told us

Al Haroq was in the country and Ayat was coming to town.

That's actionable intelligence.

When you foil this operation,

everything that Monita Persaud knows -codes,

protocols, personnel-

it will all change within a day.

The hydra won't flinch.

It'll absorb the blow and move on. - What do you want me to do?

- I want you to decide whether your true loyalty lies with your country, or with Mike Kessler.

[Seagull crying]

He's already frozen you out.

Where else are you gonna go?

[Engine starting]

[Traffic sounds]

- Okay, we turned 2 more away. - Okay, that's 8 out of the 10 people on my list.

- And Ayat's security? Somebody close enough to use a needle...

- Nah, they checked out. They're loyal. They worked for the family for years.

Well, somebody's out here.

- Okay, Your Holiness, let's keep moving. Come on.

[Beeping]

Oh no!

No, no, no, no, no...

Time check.

- How fresh is this? - New, like, last-hour new.

Baku Bashir - shot dead in Paris, this morning.

- So, Persaud's backup assassin... - Assassinated. Yeah.

And there were two others, too.

A spotter, and Bashir's support man. Somebody's cleaning house.

- This is from CSIS? How did w-- - Darnell found a back way in and I, uh, I hitched.

- The 3 assassins, they connected?

- Yeah! They were all on the same job!

I don't think Asmaa Ayat's the target. The target is Monita Persaud.

- Which means they're going after Layla.

Baku Bashir is dead.

In Paris. He never made it here.

Have you worked with him before?

- There were so many... - President Umar Ayat.

Did you and Bashir liquidate Ayat, yes or no?

Yes or no?

Yes.

Umar Ayat's daughter, Asmaa...

...she's not the target.

She's the client.

And she's killing the people who murdered her father.

She drew you out to set you up.

- If they kill your agent, that's not my fault.

That's not my fault.

- 9-21, can you read me?

9-21, I'm going to channel 2.

Layla?

ICS, we gotta get her com back!

Nothing! I can't reach her!

Now is not the time for zero bars!

- Gray, get your eyes on Layla, now. [Go! Go!]

[Honking]

- 9-21, mic check.

I'm going to 2.

9-21?

Damn it.

[Beeps activating the car alarm]

[Tension music]

- Layla! [Gunshots]

[Background chatter]

Ms. Ayat.

I'm placing you under arrest on suspicion of attempted homicide.

Revenge is no better than what happened to your father.

Let's not make this any harder.

- You would deprive a people of their last hope? That's all you'll do.

I need you to come with me.

- Nice catch today. - Um, thanks.

I got something else: before the excitement

I rooted around in the CSIS server.

- What'd you find? - Well, it took 5 hours

but I got the altered Radman tapes.

Or what's left of them, anyway.

- And? - Shredded. Massive key overwrites...

6, 7 thousand cycles.

But the server saves permission files for 30 days.

Video files were imported

and copied back to hard media.

- These times are right? - Yep, time stamps match.

The files were altered, output and then... deleted.

By Darnell.

- Did you know he had access to CSIS?

Somebody should have told me.

- Looks like there's a lot we don't know about Darnell. Not a word.

Pff! Are you kidding me?

- So, it wasn't exactly gift-wrapped.

- My superiors weren't happy that I failed to keep them informed.

How's your agent?

She's fine. Thanks for asking.

Agent Mannering will be taking custody of Monita Persaud.

Oh!

I'm sure he'll find the CIA far more cooperative

than he found either of us.

- Look on the bright side: we stopped an assassination.

Of an assassin.

What are we doing? We didn't make the world a better place.

- Agent LaGarda, you never used to second guess yourself.

We'll make a Canadian of you yet.

[Laughing]