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Welcome to Bangkok.

Do I want to know why you need all this?

I'm not paying you $20
million to ask questions.

But if I was you,

I'd avoid the Western
Hemisphere for a while.

How did Nas find
Sandstorm's bank accounts?

She didn't say. Just said she
had to pull some serious strings.

Whoa.

She's... really good.

Millions kept offshore spread
over dozens of countries?

Can you freeze those accounts?

- Okay. This is not good.
- What?

All the money just funneled
into a single account.

- When?
- Earlier today.

Actually, the price is now 30.

We agreed on 20.

We ran into unanticipated costs.

They ran into unanticipated costs.

Hmm.

Well, that's a shame.

Hey!

Where are you going?

You cannot buy this
stuff in Siam Paragon.

She funneled the money into
a private Panamanian account,

which can only be frozen if you
have a court order, unless...

it's a little tricky, but
I can do a little work...

Look, all right, don't
explain it, just type it.

Okay, typing, typing, typing.

I have a Yakuza enforcer
ready to kill you

and bring me that truck for 10 million.

So why don't I just
kill you right... now?

Because I've already ordered the hit,

and unless I contact
him and call it off,

you're as good as dead.

Unless 20 still works?

Account number.

8-5-7...

- Okay. There.
- _

It's frozen.

... 9-3-5-1.

_

- What the hell?
- No, this is a mistake.

No!

It's a setup!

- So what now?
- Now nothing. It's frozen.

That's pretty anticlimactic.

Aah!

Pop quiz. For ten points,

who can tell me the
significance of this tattoo?

It's the avatar for the
Russian hacker, right?

Correct. Head to the front of the class.

Serpent-16 was behind
the Nikkei Flash Crash.

He disabled the cooling system
on a French nuclear reactor,

shut down JFK Ground Control.

We've known that he was
connected to this tattoo

for a while now, but the guy is a ghost.

That's him?

The only known photo of
Serpent-16 until today.

Facial rec picked up
our reptilian friend

about 20 minutes ago,
boarding a Metro-North train.

Well, he's a hacker.

What does he need to
come to the U.S. for?

If he physically hooked
into a local network,

he could cause serious
damage to Wall Street,

subways, water lines...

We need to bring him in.

- Where's his train stopping?
- Grand Central.

His train arrived four
minutes ago, so let's split up.

Jane, you two, take the left.

Tasha, you two, take the right.

Keep your eyes peeled.

The target just picked up a dead drop.

Jane, headed your way.

He's holding a yellow
envelope. Black leather jacket.

Target's moving towards the north exit.

Uhh!

Target is down! Repeat, target is down!

Man in overcoat heading
south with the envelope!

- On him!
- It's okay, it's okay...

FBI! Freeze!

How many people are after this thing?

Third party has the package!

He's headed for the tracks!

It's a Rubik's cube.

What the hell is going on?

Two dead hackers,

one that won't talk,

and all we've got to show
for it is this child's toy.

First of all, not a child's toy.

Plenty of mature adults are into cubing.

Second of all, I know
what this is about.

- Leakhub.
- It's a website.

They steal sensitive classified
documents and publish them online.

Leakhub is run by the Garen brothers,

reclusive anarchists who
believe in radical transparency.

So what has this cube
got to do with Leakhub?

The Mannequin Challenge.

Allow me to clarify.

Really? How is that supposed to clarify?

All three of the men
from the train station

had this on their phones.

It's an encrypted
message. Look at the cars.

Line up all three license plates

and you get a dark web address.

"Our time at Leakhub
now comes to an end.

"If you want to take
charge, go here, my friend."

Iambic pentameter. That's classy.

That's the location of the
envelope at the train station.

If the Garens are
looking for a successor,

that means they're looking to
get out of the secret business.

Their entire document cache would
be up for grabs. This is huge.

Yeah, but shouldn't the documents
have been in the envelope?

I mean, why make things so convoluted?

The Garens would never
let it go that easily.

The cube is the next step. It's
probably code for where to go next.

- Well, what's the list?
- Their unreleased files.

Details of covert military operations.

Weapons storage facilities
and CIA cover identities.

If someone else gets
their hands on these...

Thousands of lives could be at risk.

They got the Truman Protocol.

It's the Truman Protocol.

It's everything.

I thought Nas said she couldn't
find anything on the Truman Protocol,

that all record had
been completely erased.

Looks like the Garens found it.

Shepherd's mentor said
the Truman Protocol

is key to her whole plan.

And she killed him to keep it quiet.

If we can get these documents,

then we can blow the
lid off of phase two.

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Destruction of property,
disturbing the peace.

You've had a busy day, Kerry Coleman.

Don't worry.

The American consulate
opens in the morning.

In ten hours, you're their problem.

Do you speak English?

Could I have a glass of water?

Nam?

Water, please?

You think you can cause havoc

all over my city and not pay a price?

You know, this is all
a big misunderstanding.

Until your government bails
you out, you are my prisoner.

So sit down. Shut up.

And speak when spoken to.

Solved the Rubik's cube.

Doesn't look like it.

Not solved, like, unscrambled,

although I could have
in, like, 30 seconds.

20 when I was in tournament shape.

The scrambled pattern was the code.

Exactly.

Every two square combo in the cube

represents a letter or a number.

It's governed by "Roy G. Biv" order,

so you start with the red side
and you work your way around

until you get another dark web address.

"You want to prove that
you can beat the rest?

"Then hack one off this
list is your next test."

The Garens want us to
prove we're real hackers

by stealing one of these files.

So what do they mean by "beat the rest"?

The Garens circulated
a bunch of versions

of that mannequin challenge video.

They had dead drop
locations all over the world.

So this isn't the only Rubik's cube.

And we're not the only ones competing
for the Leakhub document cache.

The Garens want to hand
over their entire site

to whoever wins a scavenger hunt?

That's the culture.

Hackers love puzzle hunts.

Except the winner of this one

gets the most dangerous
documents in the world.

Can't we just fake one
of these wish list files?

They'll spot a counterfeit.

We need to hack one of these for real.

So which one can we do

without causing an international
diplomatic incident?

Uh... I'd go with this one,

Internal Research Memos
from Barnes AgroChemical.

Yeah, their CEO is a total sleazebag.

He supposedly buried studies
that his products cause cancer.

All right, Patterson. Do your thing.

Okay, hold on. It's not that easy.

There's a reason that
they chose these documents.

Remote access would take me a day.

"We don't have that kind
of time, Patterson." I know.

The only shortcut would be to
have the CEO's system password.

Okay. So how do we get that?

Anyone up for a nice, quiet
stroll through Park Slope?

What?

Nothing.

It's just, it's not our
typical day at the office.

Why?

'Cause we're not getting shot at?

It's just a nice change of pace is all.

It's just... you know, normal.

I don't know. I guess
normal ain't so bad.

So have you heard from Nas today?

She's keeping her distance.

Laying low for a while.

How do you feel about her leaving?

We just have to finish what she started.

Uh, no, I meant... I mean, like,

with Allie in Colorado, I just...

I just want to make sure that you're...

I'll be fine.

That's it.

Step one complete.

Okay, get into place for step two.

Damn it!

Need a ride?

I'm late to a meeting, so don't
get cute with the yellow lights.

Yes, sir.

- Jerry Barnes.
- Mr. Barnes, this is Gloria from IT.

- Yeah?
- Someone has your login info.

They're trying to
break into your account.

- Who?
- Uh, we're not sure yet,

but I'm gonna need to access
your account, dig a little deeper.

I'm gonna need your password first.

Are you serious?

I know what a phishing
scam is, lady, go to hell.

IT, this is Cheri. How can I help you?

This is Jerry Barnes.

I just got a phishing call.
Someone's trying to hack me.

Oh, that doesn't sound
good at all, Mr. Barnes.

I'm so glad you called us.

Has the server shown any
unusual connection attempts?

I'm not seeing anything,

but you should log in
and check your own device.

Would you like me to hold the...

This program uses
spatio-temporal dynamics

to analyze his keystrokes.

That's like reading lips for thumbs.

Amazing.

- You can't trust anyone these days.
- You said it, pal.

That's why I keep all my
money under the mattress.

I just sent the hacked
memos to the Garens.

Now all we have to do is wait.

All right, let me know the
second you hear anything.

I quit.

Let's talk in my office.

I, uh...

I want to apologize for
flying off the handle,

throwing my badge down,

messing up in the first place.

It wasn't your finest hour.

I was pissed off.

At the world, at Zapata, at you.

You still pissed off?

I'm ready not to be.

I can't just hand back your badge.

I know. Um...

I was hoping I could take you up

on that offer to take
a leave of absence.

If I give you the time,

I need you to put everything into it.

Clean up. See Dr. Sun.

Hit the gym. Hit the range.

- Get back to field shape.
- I will.

I never reported you up the chain.

If you come back a hundred percent,

as far as I'm concerned,

I never have to.

Thank you.

- I won't let you down.
- I know you won't.

Hey.

How'd it go with Weller?

He's gonna give me some time.

What about you?

Last night was...

Yeah.

Thanks for being there for me.

Not a lot of people would
have sat through that.

Reade... I'm so sorry.

Hey, at least I'm not in limbo anymore.

I know what happened
to me, I can own it...

and begin to move forward.

- Still no word back from the Garens?
- Radio silence.

Look, any chance they figured out

the documents came from law enforcement?

Zero. I sent them via Tor network

after using multiple VPNs,
spoofed the IP address...

Maybe somebody beat us to it.

Wait, wait, wait. Here we go.

"You've come this far,
now don't become a bust.

"Come here, wear red and
bring someone you trust."

These are coordinates for
an intersection in Queens.

Okay, this is getting ridiculous.

At best, we're wasting our time.

At worst, we're walking into a trap.

Or it's our last chance to get
thousands of highly classified documents

off the market, before
they land in enemy hands.

Yeah, not to mention
find the Truman Protocol.

Look, I'm just as fed up
with this stunt as you are,

but we have to keep pursuing it.

Two people are invited,
so Jane and I will go.

Wait. No, no, no. I should be there.

What if they have you do

more programming challenges, puzzles?

I'm great at puzzles.

Uh, yes...

in your own way.

Look, we don't know how dangerous

this meet is going to be, so...

Tasha, you run point on the
surveillance side of things,

and Jane, it says that we
have to wear red, so, um...

Let's go find you something hacker chic.

I feel ridiculous.

I don't know. This could
be a new look for you.

I'm gonna burn these clothes
as soon as we get back.

We shouldn't have let
them go in like this.

Unarmed, no comms.

It's too risky. We don't know
if they're gonna get swept.

Jane.

Follow me.

They're moving. Let's go.

We gotta get closer.

- Do you see them?
- No.

Got 'em.

They're gone.

All right.

I pulled the ATM and traffic cams.

Here's our mystery men.

No hits on facial rec.

Of course, 'cause that
would actually be helpful.

Looks like Jane and
Weller stayed with the mob

for a few blocks, then
everyone gets into these vans.

Impossible to tell which
one Jane and Weller get into.

Okay. Keep mining the cameras.

I'll put BOLOs out on the vans.

What is this place?

I think it's an old sanatorium
where they used to keep

tuberculosis patients in the 1900s.

Sounds cozy.

Yeah.

"The simplest answer gets
you through this door.

"Be smart, you only get one try.

"No more."

It's a math problem.

"If two boings plus
four flarps equals six,

"and six boings plus
eight flarps equals ten,

"what is the square root
of boing over flarp?"

It'd be really nice to
have Patterson right now.

- I know.
- Maybe we should just guess.

Wait. Jane.

"The simplest answer gets
you through the door."

See?

Told you I was great at puzzles.

Whoa.

At least we weren't
on the turquoise team.

I don't suppose we could
just shove the Garen brothers

in a closet and steal the documents.

Somehow, I don't think
their armed guards

would be too thrilled by that.

We don't even know what
the Garens look like.

They could be in this room

or they could be a thousand miles away.

You think all these people
in this room are hackers?

Most of them.

Some are probably
mercenaries, enemy spies.

There's a long list of people

that are after these documents
for the wrong reasons.

I don't know.

I just... I don't get it.

If the Garens wanted to retire,

why not just sell to the highest bidder?

Why this insane scavenger hunt?

The same reason they're
after these documents.

Power.

What? A lady hacker?

Every federale on the planet

has two men on their most wanted list.

Talk about unconscious bias.

The future is female,
am I right, Hot Topic?

I'm Kiva Garen, co-founder of Leakhub.

Now, who wants to meet my sister?

Come on, show of hands.

How about you, glasses?

Well, you can't meet her. She's dead.

Thanks for bringing
up that painful memory.

She was killed in a
boat crash last month.

Some spook after our document cache.

Now that she's gone,

I want out.

Whoever's gonna run this thing

has to be able to think creatively,

crack codes and stand
up in the face of danger.

Two of you are about to walk away

with the world's most
valuable classified documents.

But first, someone in here is lying...

about who they are.

One of you is a cop.

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Those things baffle me.

The smarter they get, the dumber I feel.

He's your father, isn't he?

The captain who ordered you
to work the overnight shift?

I can see the family resemblance.

He's a real charmer.

Tough house to grow up in, I'm guessing.

Your father knows.

He knows he's a tyrant.

He knows you hate him.

It's the first thing he
thinks of every morning

and the last thing
before he goes to sleep.

I don't hate my father.

I just miss him.

And one of you has the audacity to think

I'd fall for a spoofed IP address.

What about you?

Who do you think the cop is?

I wouldn't know.

Aw, come on, take your best guess.

What about her?

I think it's her.

We've been blindly following
you through this maze

and now you're threatening us?

Enough is enough.

You know, you're
right. Enough is enough.

Relax.

I already knew she was MI5.

I just had to make sure
nobody else was a narc, too.

So does anybody have anything
they'd like to confess?

Very good. Moving on...

Get out, it's a trap!

No, no, no, I'm not... I'm not a cop...

The doors to your rooms will unlock

once you complete the final challenge,

and the first ones to meet
me in the boiler room...

get this.

The world's most sought-after documents.

The treasure chest you all came for.

Good luck. You're gonna need it.

Especially you two.

I don't have good feelings about you.

"Prove you can trust each other

"and you'll find your fates
will be forever intertwined."

This woman is exhausting.

She seriously wants us
to take polygraph tests?

Well, we have no reason to lie, right?

Leakhub is built on the idea

of complete transparency.

I need to be sure I can trust you

and that you trust each other.

How long are you gonna keep us here?

What? I... I can't hear you.

- How much longer...
- I'm messing with you.

This is all pre-recorded.

None of you had answering machines?

Okay, first question.

How did you meet your partner

and what was your first impression?

We met while we were in
the same holding cell.

And my impression?

I was terrified.

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NYPD picked up a few
participants from the flash mob.

- And?
- They all have the same story,

saw a post on Craigslist
announcing a flash mob,

- never met the organizers.
- Can you trace the posts?

Negative. Dead end.

- Something from Jane and Weller.
- No.

Remember Sandstorm's document forger?

The one Cade gave us.

My text just recovered something
off one of his hard drives.

A request from this month
for a bunch of fake passports.

These are probably
aliases, but they're fresh.

Some of these could
lead us to Sandstorm.

Wait!

Wait, one of these names just
went through customs in Bangkok.

Kerry Coleman.

Shepherd's in Bangkok right now.

Yes, I've lied to my partner,

and yes, it was about
something important.

_

Next question.

What's the best thing your
partner's ever done for you

and what's the worst?

And, yes, I got most of these questions

from a "Do You Know Your
Partner" quiz in O Magazine.

I used to put a lot of walls up.

She somehow found a
way to get inside them.

Worst thing...

same answer.

_

Last question.

Why did you choose to
work with your partner

and why did they
choose to work with you?

I chose to work with my partner

because he was... honest,

loyal, and I trusted him with my life.

As for him, uh,

he didn't choose to work
with me, he was forced to.

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Another challenge?

Four locks. So that means...

there's four keys hidden
in this room somewhere.

Find these keys. Let's hurry.

That's one. Nice work.

"And every night about midnight."

Weller, the clock.

Turn the hands to midnight.

Makes two.

That makes three.

I got one left.

This one's got a round keyhole.

Try the shackle in the last padlock.

- That?
- Yeah.

Weller.

It's the room next door.

"That button leads you
out, but watch the glass.

"You'll fill the other
room with lethal glass."

She can't mean that literally, can she?

Unfortunately, I think she does.

The only way she's gonna
let us out of this room

is if we kill those two.

Any chance of getting
that glass of water?

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Who was the tyrant?

You were speaking from
experience earlier, no?

Was your father the tyrant, or you?

Both, actually.

Hm.

What is your kid's name?

I have two. Remy and Roman.

I think Remy and Roman miss you, too.

Yeah.

Maybe.

I'm going to have a smoke.

These vents are designed to
pump the gas in then seal it.

Okay, we have to find another way out.

There's got to be another key.

Weller. They just finished the test.

Don't! Don't!

It was a trick.

She's letting us out for
not pressing the button.

No, no, no. We can't
let 'em die like that.

Jane!

Ooh! Oh, you missed it by that much.

Meet Linnea, my sister.

I thought you said she
died in a boat crash.

Then she must be a ghost!

Running this site has
become a massive drag.

Governments are feeding us fake stuff

to influence other governments.

It all just requires
so much vetting now.

It's no fun.

And we wanted out, so this
seemed like the best solution.

Yeah, but you said the first
ones that meet you here win.

Where is his partner?

Uh, technically speaking,

according to rule six, subsection B...

Nobody likes a sore loser.

Okay, so this hard drive has
our whole document cache on it

and this is the password.

Hang on, hang on.

That last test, the red button,

That was to make sure your site

went to someone with
a moral code, right?

Now who's reading O Magazine?

Okay, what's your point?

You unlocked the doors and
this guy and his partner,

he ran straight for the finish

and we stayed back to save
the lives of two strangers.

That's got to be worth something.

Fair point.

And I do love a twist ending.

What the hell?

I said nobody likes a sore loser.

Pay attention.

These documents, they make you a target,

so take them somewhere safe.

And remember, a wise woman once said,

"Your fates will be
forever intertwined."

I said that. I'm... I'm the wise woman.

Hey.

Jane and Weller just made
contact. They're safe.

Thank God. Did they get the documents?

They're en route with
the files as we speak.

Sorry, I have to take this.

Just let me know when
they're in the building.

- Yeah, you got it.
- Josh, kind of a busy day.

- Can I call you back?
- This will just take a second.

Remember Yamada?

The lead detective on the Jones murder?

He's had a bug up his ass ever
since his suspect fled town.

Yeah, that was forever ago. So?

He's been digging around
the chain of custody

on the murder weapon.

He's talking about starting an
obstruction of justice investigation.

Okay.

You asked me to keep you in the loop,

I figured I'd just make sure
you had your ducks in a row.

I've got no ducks here, Josh.

All the better.

Watching that tape must have been awful.

Yeah, it was, but...

at least I can move on now, right?

Okay.

Do you think that's true?

I went to the range today.

And every time I fired
my weapon, I just...

kept getting these flashes

of everything I've been going through.

Flashbacks are a normal reaction
to post-traumatic stress.

Yeah, but I used to go into the field

and feel completely in control.

I used to trust my instincts,
I knew exactly who I was.

Now, how do I get that back?

There's no quick or absolute answers.

But if you're finding that you're...

reacting negatively to certain stimuli,

then perhaps it's necessary

to remove yourself from those triggers.

I'm an FBI agent.

You want me to stay away from guns?

Maybe you're in the wrong line of work.

You're serious.

I'd suggest nothing should be
off the table at this point.

She had a 100-digit password.

Nine would have taken a decade to crack,

but sure, err on the side of caution.

Whoa. This is...

This has the mental health
records of the entire Cabinet.

Here's a list of all the double
agents inside the German government.

And the security protocol for
all of our embassies abroad.

If this would have gotten
into the wrong hands...

Have you found the Truman Protocol yet?

Uh...

Here it is.

That's Harry Truman's signature.

And Eisenhower, and
every president since.

So the only thing that we
know about the Truman Protocol,

it goes to the highest
levels of the government.

And whatever is behind those redactions

is too classified for
even the Garens to uncover.

Look at the bottom.

My source at Sandstorm
told me to follow the cogs,

that that would lead to the
answer behind everything.

Cade told Nas to follow the cogs.

So that somehow connects
to the Truman Protocol.

And that all connects to phase two.

Now we just have to find out how.

We are getting close.

Today was a win, no
matter how you look at it.

Well, it was a big part
of the puzzle. I just...

I can't figure out how
it all fits together yet.

Do you know what gives me more clarity?

- What?
- More alcohol.

You know, she's right.

Maybe round three is the charm. Come on.

I was never forced to work with you.

On the polygraph,

you said that I was
forced to work with you.

You never refused to let me
in the field multiple times?

Doesn't sound like me.

- Mm-hmm.
- No...

Well, anyway, that's...
that's not what I meant.

We're only here because
Shepherd wanted us here.

Maybe.

That's okay.

We're doing a lot of good here.

Saving a lot of lives.

Yeah.

And...

What?

All of this.

That led me to you.

And you to me.

And that is something...

that I would never want to undo.

Here we go.

- Round three.
- Yeah.

The one with all the answers.

Awesome.

All of the answers we need.

All right.

Yes, I got out. How else do
you think I'm calling you?

- What about the material.
- It's with me.

We're still on schedule,

but we can't afford any more problems.

About that.

It looks like the FBI may
have the Truman Protocol.

What? How?

It's, um...

It's a long story.

Summarize.

It landed on the open market.

- The whole thing?
- We aren't sure.

We didn't want to take any risks.

We sent a team to stop
Weller from getting it, but...

they didn't succeed.

He's too dangerous now.
We need to take him out.

I thought he was a
key piece of the plan.

The plan needs to change.

He's getting too close,

becoming a liability.

Kurt Weller needs to die.

Consider it done.

That's her.

On your knees, now!

You're under arrest.

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