Why were you tailing us?
Stop!
Another 50,000 volts
and you'll fry his frontal cortex,
then he's useless to us.
Give him a 30-second recovery.
Have you ever heard of the pain scale?
Doctors use it, you know:
"How much does it hurt from 1 to 10?"
It's a nice, neat concept.
Take it from someone
who knows what a "10" feels like.
Death is preferable.
Go again.
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I hate it.
- I can't with this anymore. - What is the matter with you?
It's too sweet.
You've said that about all of them!
I didn't say that about the banana cake
which you guys threw in the trash.
Where it clearly belonged.
Hey, what's with the breakfast cake?
Meg gave me some decisions to make for the wedding.
All right, do you want a hand? 'Cause I'm kind of
an expert at this stuff now.
Oh, look at this, this is nice.
Kind of reminds me of the time
my prison family baked a cake
for Vinny's wedding to his stalker.
Patterson, got something for you.
How's the carrot?
What are you telling me, exactly?
There has to be something else we can do.
Nothing is irreversible.
Look, I'll have to call you back.
Everything all right?
Yeah, yeah, I was just talking to my doctor.
I've been getting these headaches, but, uh...
nothing to worry about.
I hope not.
I've got a new task for you.
We're flying out tomorrow.
Blake's charity gala... She'll be thrilled.
She'll be thrilled because of the reason I'm attending.
Bruyere... he's finally playing ball.
He's ready to make the land deal.
- Tomorrow? - Mm-hmm.
That's great news.
I can't overstate what a critical step this is.
Ms. Baker.
Give me a moment and I will find them.
Be right back.
Right, you remember this one,
the dragonfly tattoo? We solved it a few weeks ago?
Led to a thread on a message board, but it was empty.
Until an hour ago.
Two users started a conversation,
Dragonfly164 and Atlantic17.
Cool names, guys.
After Atlantic replied, the messages disappeared so...
I'm thinking maybe they did a little scruba-dub-dub?
Which means there could be older messages as well.
Let's see if we can dig 'em up.
That's why I brought you in here.
Hey, sorry, uh, to interrupt
but I need to talk to you, Patterson.
Oh, sure, yeah, totally.
I wouldn't wanna manterrupt two women...
Wait, no, manterrupting is when...
Sorry, now I'm mansplaining manterrupting.
I'll google it.
Okay, this just came in. It's gotta be Roman.
Another clue to a tattoo?
I don't know, I can't open it.
Whoa, the encryption is a lot heavier this time.
Why is he upping his encryption?
The only reason to encrypt a text this way would be
to ensure that it couldn't be read
if it fell into the wrong hands.
Why would he think my phone
could fall into the wrong hands?
Maybe it's his phone he's worried about.
♪ Hello ♪
Hey, I was just coming to find you.
Did they finally approve my request for a therapy llama?
Your position at the FBI is under review.
Hirst orchestrated your deal and now that the Bureau
knows she's dirty, they're rethinkin' it.
That doesn't sound good.
Yeah. An agent from
the Office of Professional Responsibility
is in the conference room waiting on you right now.
Wh... Right now?! I'm in pajamas.
They spring it on you like a drug test
- so you can't prepare for it. - Yeah.
Except the bag of clean urine that I definitely
don't have taped to my leg at all times
wouldn't really help in this situation.
Hang on a second. This is not a big deal, is it?
Unfortunately, it is a big deal, Rich.
OPR holds a lot of power in this building.
Last time a member of our team was under review,
Jane got arrested.
- Ohh... - If you fail this review,
they'll rip up your contract and send you back to prison.
But, hey, you love prison.
Well, I, I mean, I don't love prison.
It really, I mean, it depends on the place.
You know, I mean, Rikers has half-ply toilet paper.
Good luck, Rich.
Half a ply.
Did you find more messages on the forum?
Uh, "more" is an understatement.
What forum?
I cracked the dragonfly tattoo.
You see this yet?
This gonna be a problem?
Not if they don't find out.
Well, when it comes out and... it will,
be prepared to be very unpopular with your friends.
The messages were originally deleted
after they were being read.
But if you take a very deep dive into the metadata,
you find these.
Messages between two users, Dragonfly164 and Atlantic17.
So what do they say?
Uh, it looks like Dragonfly
is involved in a terrorist organization.
He refers to some kind of attack they're planning.
What about Atlantic?
Most of it is Dragonfly reporting information to him.
A few months ago, they went silent...
Until this morning.
Dragonfly is in New York now.
It says they're meeting under the bridge
at Astoria park today.
And if they're here, it could be for an attack.
Any idea who these people are?
- ...this is a maybe... - You can stop looking.
Why?
I know who Dragonfly164 is.
It's Borden. He's alive.
How could you possibly know that?
Because Atlantic17 is me.
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Borden's alive?
Why didn't you tell us?
I couldn't.
He is a CIA asset,
and that is why I have been communicating with him.
I was his handler.
Start from the beginning.
That, uh, night at the barn...
He fully expected the explosion to kill him,
but it didn't.
Between the burns and the gunshot wound,
he was in bad shape.
He performed field medicine on himself
and fled the country. The CIA didn't know
he was alive until a year later.
How did you find him here?
The ID he had on him was a known alias.
The hospital alerted the Mumbai station chief.
How long until he's strong enough
to be transported back to the FBI?
We're not bringing him back.
Nor are we informing the Bureau that he's alive.
We're gonna cut him a deal.
- You can't be serious. - Mm-hmm.
He's gotten dozens of FBI agents killed, he...
He plotted a nuclear attack on D.C.
And Sandstorm is now extinct,
which means Borden is no longer
of any intelligence value to the FBI.
It would be a waste to hand him over to them
when we could use him
to take down someone even worse.
Goran Gorovich.
He killed 100,000 of his own people
through ethnic cleansing.
One of the worst genocides in modern history.
And we have intel that he's planning
to attack the U.S. soon.
What do you want?
We want you to go undercover with one of his cells
and figure out where Gorovich is hiding.
Now, if you can locate him,
we're prepared to offer you
complete immunity for your crimes.
No, thank you.
Look, the alternative is gonna be a life in solitary.
You get a tough jury, lethal injection.
I peeled burnt flesh
off nearly a third of my body.
It took 46 hours
because I kept passing out from the pain.
The last year of my life
has been an unfathomable hell.
I know you wish that I had died in that explosion.
I wish I had, too.
She was too good for you.
Your wife, Chris.
She's the one that got you to join Doctors Without Borders, right?
She'd been working with them since medical school.
You know, one of her earlier trips was pretty traumatic.
A ghost town.
You know, by the time they got there,
there was no one left to be saved.
Entire village massacred,
including a school full of children.
That was Gorovich. Listen, you say
all the horrible things you did were for your wife.
If she could see what you've become,
she would be ashamed.
This is the last thing you can do
that she would actually be proud of.
How would I get in?
Borden went undercover shortly after that.
He hasn't gotten eyes on Gorovich, but...
he has given a lot of good intel to the CIA.
The Dragonfly message from this morning
said he's here in New York.
Why is he here?
I don't know.
He was given a new handler
when I came to work on this task force.
Keaton's trying to figure out what's going on.
If Borden is on U.S. soil, then we need to arrest him.
You can't do that. If he is still undercover,
you will blow a year-long op.
I have to meet with him alone.
There's nothing left to talk about then.
Patterson!
I am so sorry!
You have no idea
how hard it was for me to keep that from you.
How hard it was for you?!
I can still feel his hands on me
when I try to fall asleep at night.
Because before he beat me, shot me,
and put a tracking device in me,
he used to sleep in my bed.
- I know... - All this time, you knew
he was still out there and you said nothing.
I was trying to protect you.
I thought it would be better
if you never knew he was alive.
It tormented me that he died on his own terms!
All I wanted was to put him in prison,
to take back a fraction of the control
that he took away from me!
You got a second chance
and you should have given me that.
But instead, you chose to work with him.
I had to. It is my job.
You're my best friend.
Whatever it would've cost you to say no,
you should have cared about me more.
We'll be by tomorrow to start prepping you on your targets.
How, how's, how's Patterson?
Ahh!
Don't ever say her name again.
Mr. Dotcom...
- Millicent Van Der Waal. - Okay.
I've been looking forward to this review.
- Great. - Oh, please.
I've heard tales.
Oh, people love to exaggerate,
you know... believe everything you hear.
As you know,
you're being investigated because you were hired
by the traitor, Eleanor Hirst.
- Horrible woman. - Mm...
'Course I didn't know anything about what she was really doing.
She offered me a way out of prison, I said yes.
That's all I know.
Well, let that be a lesson:
Never trust a woman with a short haircut.
Sure...
Yeah, that's wise.
Why don't you tell me a little bit
about the day Hirst was arrested?
From my understanding, she asked you
to help her frame her fellow agents.
She did, but I didn't.
I told the team what she was doing
and I even got Patterson out of the building
after Hirst locked it down, so...
- Really? - Yeah.
And how exactly did you manage that?
Just, uh, you know, any Joe Sixpack
could have done it, I think.
I got lucky is what it is. I mean, I don't wanna
bore you with the details of my...
Hmm.
See, the thing is, the boring details are
the only way I could confirm that your story is true.
I have to warn you that lying to me is not advisable.
I'm not lying. Okay, I mean,
do you wanna know how I did it?
- I can tell you how I did it, sure. - Great.
First I used Patterson's computer login to hack into
the FBI security system and download a virus.
- Hey, how do you know my login? - Please.
Then I let her into my tunnels and, uh...
Your tunnels?
Well, our... our tunnels, you know.
Just the vents in the building.
Then there was the delivery man
that I stuffed into a locker,
and, of course, the bomb threat.
Get out! Now! It's a fake!
You know what? Come to think of it,
if I hadn't gotten Patterson out of the building,
then Hirst would've never been arrested.
So, as I see it, I'm due some sort of commendation.
Are you with the department that approves therapy animals?
Whatcha writing there?
Just tallying how many years
you've tacked onto your prison sentence
based on that story alone.
Now, tell me more about the virus.
I... I don't, I don't want to.
Although I'm not thrilled that Agent Zapata
leaked classified intel,
this case has become too pressing
to worry about interagency clearances.
Pressing how?
Borden's handler was a field agent named Conover.
I reached out to him this morning
to find out why the asset is stateside,
but I couldn't get in contact with him.
He's missing?
Was missing. A body was found
in a dumpster just outside Belgrade.
It's Conover.
We were able to find security footage
from a camera near the spot he was left.
It's Borden. He killed his handler.
It seems that way. He's most likely turned.
Of course he's turned. He's a terrorist.
You should never have trusted him in the first place.
I came here today to give you a friendly tip
that the known terrorist Nigel Thornton,
AKA Robert Borden, will be in Astoria Park at noon.
Whatever you choose to do with this information
is none of my business.
Wait... look.
He is looking right into the camera.
He wanted us to find him!
Zapata's right.
That's the only security camera for ten miles.
It's pretty odd that they just happened
to dump a body there, unless Borden...
chose that spot intentionally.
All right, we give him one chance
to prove he hasn't turned.
Zapata will go to the meet, with backup.
But if anyone gets so much as a bad feeling,
we abort, all right?
It's 12:01.
Any minute now.
All right, here he comes down the hill headed west.
It's really him.
Two guys coming your way.
- They've drawn their weapons. - It's a trap!
Oh, Zapata, get down now.
Everybody get down! FBI!
Weller! Borden's heading your way!
Stay down.
What are you doing here?
Something I should've done the day you walked in the FBI.
Nigel Thornton, you're under arrest.
Come on, Nigel.
We know that you killed your handler
and joined Gorovich.
Why did you lure me to the park?
I didn't lure you there.
I didn't know those guys were gonna show up.
You're not as good a liar as you used to be.
They weren't coming after you. They were coming after me.
They figured out I was working for you.
We have you on camera disposing of your handler's body.
I know.
The cell was working on a new attack,
something really big.
But they were suspicious that they had a mole.
One day I got back to the compound
and Conover was there.
He'd been caught tailing one of them.
You killed him so he wouldn't blow your cover?
No.
I put him out of his misery.
One of my roles for the cell...
...was keeping prisoners alive while they tortured them.
Go again.
It turns out I have a real knack
for finding that sweet spot
right on the cusp between life and death.
So, you were supposed to keep Conover alive,
but instead you let them kill him quickly.
I told them it was a mistake.
He must've had a heart condition.
But I knew. They were onto me.
When you brought me in, you found a USB in my jacket.
It contains a copy of every file
from the compound's only computer.
I downloaded it that night,
then I got the hell out of there.
Why didn't you send out the Dragonfly SOS immediately?
Using the message board with the cell after me was too dangerous.
Hey...
How are you?
I'm not sure.
I've moved apartments seven times in the last two years
trying to find one where I felt safe.
I kept telling myself,
"There's no reason to be afraid.
Borden is dead."
You know you can sit this one out if you want.
- We can handle it. - I know.
But if there's a chance to bring down Gorovich,
then I have to stay.
We'll analyze the contents of the USB.
If the intel checks out,
we'll talk again.
Wait, there's something else.
I want to see Agent Patterson.
There's... there's not a lot that keeps me up
at night anymore.
But what I did to Patterson, it...
There are things I need to say to her.
It is not her responsibility to help you sleep at night.
Kurt's right, you don't owe him anything.
Crime scene technicians recovered a phone
from one of the terrorists' dead bodies.
He received a kill order for Borden, not Zapata.
He's telling the truth.
Looks like it. The order also said
get him out of the way before tomorrow's attack.
So we only have one day
to figure out their plan and stop it.
This way, there will only be one access point.
That's excellent.
Sir, if you don't mind my asking...
- Mm-hmm. - We both know you've gone
to some pretty extreme lengths to get this land.
Why is it so important to you?
When you see the world as it looks from space,
what's missing?
All of these arbitrary little lines...
borders, drawn across the world
with no concern for the good of its people.
This land is part of my plan for a new global society,
one rooted in reason and not in folly.
I've served other leaders who wanted to change the world.
But in the end, they were no different
than the men and women they were replacing.
Exactly.
Our mistake is thinking that the "right" leaders
will bring peace to the world
when in all of human history we've never come close.
I'm not sure I understand.
All right, well, then two kids,
they get into a fistfight in the schoolyard.
And if there's other kids around,
maybe they choose sides, but they don't stop the fight.
The only one who stops the fight is the teacher.
Now, in the modern world, there is no teacher.
We need one.
Who the hell is the teacher?
50 million soldiers with a budget of $5 trillion.
Highly paid military contractors
who don't serve country or cause.
Their sole directive would be to prevent violence.
A peacekeeping force greater than
all the world's militaries combined.
It would be the end of war.
- That's the idea. - But where do you get
that many people with no loyalty to any country?
For now, that's where the land comes in.
Tom? Tom? Are you okay?
Diane? Diane, quick! Call an ambulance!
Let's move on to the next topic:
- Your patriotism. - Great.
- God bless America, huh? - Have you ever used
the American flag in an act of fornication
known as "Betsy Ross' Revenge"?
You obviously know that I have,
because you obviously know that I applied
to have that name trademarked the very next day.
- It was denied. - I know it was denied.
This isn't about Hirst.
This isn't even about my job performance.
This is about how I don't conform
to your old-fashioned ideas about who should
and shouldn't be working for the government.
- You're right. - Ahh...
You have no respect for this office.
You have no decorum and,
as far as I can tell, no morals.
That's why I'll be recommending
that your contract be terminated.
Wait, hang on,
you're just gonna send me back to prison?
Okay, look, what you just said
might have been true and entirely flattering
when I got here, but this place has changed me.
I care about the work, and I care about the people.
It's not about what your country can do for you,
it's about what you can do for your country.
And you haven't done enough to warrant a position here.
What are you, quoting JFK at me?
He was sluttier than I am!
Only one Gorovich assassin survived the firefight
- in the park. - Mihael.
He was a foot soldier in the same cell
Borden was embedded in.
Unfortunately, he's still in surgery.
Right now the only thing we have to go on is the USB.
Which is basically useless.
Looks like the USB was damaged in transit.
The files from the computer are completely corrupted,
just pages and pages of nonsense.
So these guys are planning an attack for tomorrow
and we have no idea where?
And no way to stop it.
For too long, the United States
has deemed itself the world's police
and interfered with matters that does not concern them.
And it's time to turn the tables.
By the time you are seeing this, that island...
...will be nothing more than a mass grave.
Mihael the assassin is out of surgery.
He's in bad shape. They gave him heavy meds.
He has no idea where he is.
That's not ideal for interrogation.
Or maybe it's perfect.
The CIA does intentional drugged interrogation
all the time.
If Mihael is already disoriented,
he is highly suggestible.
So instead of telling him we are Feds,
we can pretend to be co-conspirators.
Talk to him about our attack plan.
You should bring Borden.
He's a familiar face to Mihael.
They worked together. It'll help sell the lie.
Mr. Jakeman, please sit back down.
It's all right, Tom.
You're at a hospital. You passed out.
I'm fine.
I'm sure you are, but just to be safe,
I've asked these fine doctors
to run a complete battery of tests.
Look, that's really not necessary.
If this is a...
a liability issue for your company,
I'll sign a waiver...
No, this is not...
This is not about liability, son.
Why don't you sit down?
Come on, sit down.
I'm worried about you.
I wanna make sure you're all right.
Where do we begin, Doctor?
Mihael.
Mihael, it's, it's me, it's Nigel.
It's okay, I just finished stitching you up.
What happened?
There was a miscommunication.
The guy wasn't where he was supposed to be.
I was never any good at reading.
Listen, I'm supposed to take you back to the compound.
Do you know how to get there?
I liked the story about
the scorpion and the frog, but...
I never knew how it ended.
Mihael, this is important.
Gorovich needs us for the attack tomorrow.
You.
You were the traitor.
No, no, you're disoriented, Mihael.
I'll kill you!
This isn't working.
If you want answers,
you should take him off the opiates.
The pain from his lacerated liver
will open him right up.
Think of the asset she could be,
the intel she can provide.
Ahh!
We can lower the dosage...
We are not torturing him.
It's over, we failed.
Get out!
Now, everyone, go!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
What did that microscope ever do to you?
Oh, not now, Rich!
I really, I really just thought
that if we could stop this attack,
there would be some purpose to all this.
To what Borden did to me, and now Zapata...
I really don't think we're gonna stop this one.
We're failing, and I can't...
I can't think of anything else to do.
Would you come with me?
I wanna show you something.
Doors definitely don't work with the sensors.
Tah-dah!
I didn't even know this was here.
Oh, barely anybody does.
That's what makes it so magical.
That's, uh, where Jim steals his 3:00 p.m. naps.
That's Briana's crying corner.
It's like the Room of Requirement.
Why are we here, Rich?
Because the thing that you require is a game
in which two adults engage in combat with giant Q-tips.
Supposed to catch it.
- Come on, it'll be fun. - I'm not in the mood.
I know, that's the point.
Ow!
Come on.
Ohh!
All right.
Not in the mood.
- Oh, no! - Oh!
You fell in the river.
That's what I call that side
because I spilled blue Gatorade on there once.
Best two out of three? Whoo!
The river...
That's how the Scorpion and the Frog ends.
Are you talking to somebody on your coms?
Borden told Mihael that there was
a miscommunication in the cell.
And Mihael's said that he couldn't read.
We should have taken that at face value.
What if the corrupted files aren't corrupted at all?
They're just made to look that way
to someone who doesn't know the code!
- Which you definitely do. - In the fable,
what does the scorpion say to the frog
at the end after he stung him?
"I can't help it, it's in my nature."
Thank you for the Room of Requirement.
When you're looking at these documents,
they're indistinguishable from any corrupted file.
It's an impressively complex way of encoding.
To crack it,
you get rid of the symbols... they're just noise.
And the letters you're left with are the message,
but they're encoded in a Playfair cipher.
In this case, the key phrase is...
"I can't help it; it's in my nature."
So, you drop every repeating letter,
and those go into a five-by-five grid
with the rest of the alphabet.
Then, whatever the message is,
you translate it in letter pairs using the grid.
Did the USB say anything about the attack,
or where Gorovich is?
Both, actually.
Looks like he couldn't resist
a front-row seat for his big attack.
So, he's on U.S. soil?
He has a cell living in an old fort on Staten Island.
He smuggled himself on a cargo ship
just a few weeks ago to join them.
His cell has crop-dusting planes
that they've outfitted to carry these:
Bunker busters...
Those are military-grade bombs
used to blow up underground targets.
Just one of those things could collapse a city block.
Gorovich has 20 of them. And he's planning
on dropping them tomorrow on five major cities.
We have to take him down. Tonight.
There was nothing
especially conclusive in your test results.
Your blood test was flagged for an unusual result...
Zeta Interacting Protein.
Are you familiar?
Got the chance to start over again...
and now you will too.
ZIP, um...
Yeah, uh...
I had pretty bad PTSD after I was in combat.
A psychiatrist tried treating me with ZIP.
Understood.
Well, I'll be back shortly with your discharge papers.
Sorry, you didn't need to know about my PTSD.
Don't be ashamed of your demons.
We all have them.
I don't know,
you seem pretty unencumbered yourself.
I grew up in a house
where my stepfather beat my mother every day.
I worked my ass off to get out of there...
went to Princeton, where I met Blake's mom.
We started a business together.
Life was damn near perfect.
But...
I had this deep anger... at my stepfather,
at my mother for marrying him,
at myself... for not stopping it.
And it was eating away at me.
And I can see that it's eating away at you too, Tom.
And I'm guessing
that it goes back a lot farther than the war?
I grew up in a military family.
There was no love, really, only loyalty.
My mother was obsessed with loyalty.
She wanted us to compete for her affections.
I was loyal.
In the end, I was the only one who was.
They abandoned me anyway.
Can I give you some advice?
Let go of that anger.
I'm not sure I can do that.
Because you think that that anger is what drives you.
No. Anger makes a terrible fuel.
It can't help you build anything.
It can only help you destroy.
You were dealt a bad hand
in this life, just like I was.
So, fold that hand.
Start over with a new one.
The fort is structured like a bull's-eye,
so it's safe to assume Gorovich resides near the center
so that any intruders have to breach through
several layers of security to get to him.
Yeah, the exterior should be exclusively armed guards,
but beyond that it's a bit of a minefield.
They're stationed there long-term,
so their wives and children live with them at the compound.
We'll go in quietly.
The further we get into that fort
without alerting Gorovich, the better.
Use hand-to-hand combat whenever possible.
No one fires their weapons unless absolutely necessary.
We're not here to hurt you.
We just want Gorovich.
Do you know where the bombs are kept?
I can show you.
Jane, Tasha, you go with her, secure the weapon.
Reade, let's go get Gorovich.
Why isn't anyone guarding these weapons?
Because they're rigged to explode.
If that goes off, this entire fort becomes
a crater in the ground.
Gorovich has a dead man's switch.
Do not engage! I repeat, do not engage!
Step back...
Or I remove my finger and we all die.
He's already with him.
Kurt, we're gonna try to disarm it,
but I need you to stall.
We need to remove the blasting caps from the C4.
Careful, fast as you can.
All right, you hold all the cards here.
What do you want?
You let me go.
We can get the Director of the CIA on the phone.
He might be willing to release you to the Serbians.
No.
You tell your army to stand down
and let me walk out of here, now!
- Now, get back! - Whoa, easy.
- We can do that, can't we? - Yes.
We can do that.
We'll let you walk out of here, sir...
but you have to hand over that detonator.
Do you know what the best part
about having a bomb is?
There are no negotiations.
Sir... No!
No!
Jane and Zapata, you guys okay?
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, we're good.
We've secured the bunker busters.
That's good.
Means we got Gorovich. It's over.
I helped you to get Gorovich
and you throw me to the wolves?
If you're looking for an apology,
you're not gonna get it.
I have worked for so many people.
People I thought I could trust.
And in the end, they all turned their back on me.
Well, working for the CIA won't be any different for you!
At least let me talk to Patterson!
Zapata killed his deal.
He's going away for life.
I know you're there!
Patterson, please, I need to see you!
Are you sure you don't have anything
you want to say to him?
I thought I would.
In my head he's become this great mythical monster.
But now that he's in front of me,
all I can see is a weak, broken shell of a man.
No meaning has to come from this happening to me.
It's just a terrible thing that happened in my past.
Maybe something I'll never truly recover from.
- You might, if... - It's okay.
I have something he doesn't...
A future.
If nothing else, I think we set a hospital record today.
Six figures... on elective scans!
You're lucky to have a father who cares so much.
When they brought you into the ER,
they said they could only give medical info to family, so...
I said I was your father.
Someone has to look out for you.
I've given one of these to each
of my closest colleagues, my inner circle.
It's usually an anniversary gift,
ten years with the company.
Consider this an investment
in the next ten years.
I don't know what to say.
Thank you.
You still up for a trip tomorrow?
Yes, sir.
Let's go build something together.
What's all this about, then?
It's about Rich Dotcom.
Sexual harassment's not my department.
A common mistake though...
We're here to give you our letters of support.
I can't believe that I'm gonna say this,
but he deserves to keep his job.
He may be an irreverent ass,
but the work he does here saves lives.
Including all of ours. Now, if we need to go
over your head and go straight
to the Attorney General, we will.
I suppose I can...
delay a decision until his next annual review.
Okay, great. Thank you.
Assistant Director, a word please.
- Okay. - As honorable as it is
that you went to bat for your felon underling,
you'd be better off saving your goodwill
at the Bureau for yourself.
What are you talking about?
Hirst hired you, too, remember?
You're next.
Here's a copy of the case file
for the dragonfly tattoo.
I figured the CIA would want one, too.
Yeah, thanks.
Hey, Reade still has some extra cake samples
in the fridge, if you wanted...
No.
This is the only relationship I can have with you right now.
- I made a mistake. - I don't think you did.
I think you're just someone who can see things objectively,
without friendships or emotions getting in the way.
The CIA is lucky to have you.
I told you not to come.
From my own experience, "don't come" usually means
"I'm gonna do something stupid
and I don't want any witnesses."
Hey, seriously, are you okay?
Why did I agree to be Borden's handler?
I could have passed him off to someone else...
...but I didn't.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Look, I think you took the job
because you didn't want to let Borden out of your sights.
You were protecting Patterson the best way you knew how.
Maybe someday she'll see that.
And you know what? Even if she doesn't,
it's fine, you still got me.
Everything's gonna be okay.
No, it's not...
I'm in love with you.
Sorry, I, uh... I shouldn't have done that.
You're damn right you shouldn't have done that.
I'm engaged! You can't just say...
Where was this two years ago?!
- What? - Remember? I kissed you,
and you told me you don't have the same feelings for me.
You said it was just the painkillers.
I gotta go.
Wait... Reade!
Jane! Weller!
That text Roman sent you this morning, I decrypted it.
What did it say?
It's an invitation to a gala.
Hosted by Crawford's daughter, Blake.
There was a message with it, too.
"Bruyere plus Crawford equals Crawford hashtag"?
It's chess notation.
That hashtag means "checkmate."
He's saying "Crawford checkmate."
- What's happening at the gala? - I don't know.
But whatever it is, Roman thinks it's enough
to take down Crawford. Tomorrow.
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