Another win for Remi,
which means one more chore for Roman.
You're never gonna beat your sister
if you keep playing like that.
I'm trying!
Well, try harder.
Now, let's see who's doing laundry.
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Yes! I won! I did it, I beat her!
No. You didn't.
Remi threw the game.
Oh, you think you did him a favor?
Then why don't you do him a few more.
No! That isn't fair!
And you're not to help her
do any of these, do you understand?
Your sister thinks you're weak,
that you need help.
So, let her help you.
I want these all done by the end of the day.
I know why you keep losing.
You're only thinking about your next move.
You've got to think about what I'm going to do next, too.
Mom says you're my opponent.
Why do you want me to get better?
The game's more fun when your enemy's
as good as you are.
Wow, you two do not look like your best selves.
We've been interrogating a murderer all night.
Please tell me Lynnette gave you something
that'll help us find Crawford.
Nothing. She's stonewalling.
She won't even admit that she works for him.
Our only lead is that Crawford made Lynnette steal
all the security codes from Franklin-Dorfman?
Yeah, which are only good for 24 hours.
He has to be using them today...
we just don't know what for.
Franklin-Dorfman provides high-end security
at 117 buildings in New York and New Jersey.
Private schools, corporate offices,
and my personal favorite, a warehouse
full of Lucite animal sculptures.
We can't seem to find a single connection
between Crawford and any of these buildings.
One of them could be a tattoo,
but we can't say for sure
because Roman is still flooding the databases.
Crawford is safely in hiding.
If he's willing to risk exposure
to breach one or more of these places,
this has to be something big.
We really have to work out what the hell he's up to.
Okay, well, we're still scouring Lynnette's laptop for clues.
Okay. Get back to it.
No, it's getting worse, yeah.
It's not just the headaches now.
There's, um, this sharp, uh, buzzing and, um,
I'm starting to see things.
Sure you have enough guns?
It's not gonna work,
because I'm not really here.
I'm trying not to lose hope, but...
I know, I know. I just, um,
wish things could have been different.
Uh, we could have just been a family.
I know, we're out of time.
The first half is done.
They're on their way to Little Sky now.
- You made it. - I'm so sorry.
Lunch went long.
Is everything okay?
Yeah, fine.
Blake Crawford, welcome.
- I'm Edmund, Hotel Manager. - Oh, very nice to meet you.
This is Tom Jakeman, head of security
- for my father's company. - It is unfortunate
that your father couldn't make it himself.
Oh, he had other business to attend to.
But, well, he trusts me with all preparations.
Well, I'm sure you will both be pleased
to see our selection of beautiful spaces.
Yeah, I'll need a full tour of the hotel's security measures
before we see any event space, beautiful or otherwise.
We've had some issues in the past.
We would just... We'd love to know
what safeguards you have in place.
Of course. Please, follow me.
Hey.
Look, I'm sorry about yesterday. I was a jerk.
I should have kept my mouth shut around Meg.
Patterson told me you guys split up.
That had nothing to do with you.
- Meg and I had our own issues. - Yeah, but if I hadn't...
It wouldn't have made a difference.
Your feelings weren't the problem.
Are you telling me that you have never had feelings for Tasha?
We couldn't make it work.
Okay.
I'm sorry... for both of you.
I really liked Meg.
Thanks. Me, too.
Friends?
Well, I'm never gonna ask you to be my best man again,
but, yeah, we're cool.
That seems fair.
Ah! Here you guys are. Been looking around forever.
- We were with you two minutes ago. - Yeah, well,
time is a flat circle and I have ADHD.
We got a hit on the security codes. Come on.
Are you sure you should be back here already?
You just got shot yesterday.
Oh, my arm's fine. I just...
I just get these headaches from not sleeping.
As soon as we take down Roman and Crawford,
I'm probably gonna hibernate for like a year.
- What have you got? - Uh, okay.
So, one of the buildings
using Franklin-Dorfman security
just got broken into. Farm Fresh Solvents...
it's a factory that manufactures
industrial cleaning products for dairy farms.
So, the heist would have two parts.
First, we hit the Farm Fresh Solvents factory here.
They store huge quantities of dinitrogen tetroxide.
- Part two is getting the reactant... - All right.
Thank you, Roman. I've heard enough.
It's too complicated.
I've already reached out to a local gang
that traffics explosives.
The Viper Kings,
they can get us all the HMX we need.
Stick to what you're good at and leave the planning to me.
Aah!
- Your plan is good. - So tell Shepherd that.
Her plan is better for what we need right now.
But who knows what we're gonna need in the future,
so don't be so quick to throw this away.
This is Roman.
It's a plot he devised to steal explosives from Sandstorm.
This is the first half of it.
What? So Roman stole explosives
from this factory for Crawford?
Well, at least the first part of an explosive. Uh...
Dinitrogen tetroxide?
Innocuous enough on its own, stable...
Yeah, unless the second part is...
- Monomethylhydrazine. - Monomethylhydrazine.
Okay, Wonder Twins, you want to fill us in?
Roman and Crawford are building a hypergolic bomb.
It doesn't require a charge, just two chemicals that explode
when they come into contact with each other.
A bomb with no charge. It sounds like a good way
to smuggle something in undetected.
And Farm Fresh happens to have
a very impressive amount of dinitrogen tetroxide.
There's no reason to steal that much
unless you're trying to level a massive target
or multiple targets.
If you're right about this, that means that Crawford
is planning a mass bombing on US soil.
It's not exactly his MO.
I mean, he doesn't have a problem with violence,
but it's usually a means to an end.
So, what does he stand to profit
from a terrorist attack on his own country?
Still nothing from Lynnette's laptop?
She's not exactly labelling her files
massive-attack-plans - dot-p-d-f, so...
You said Roman is planning to steal
the second part too, right? The MMH?
If we can figure out where he's stealing it from,
we could head him off.
I didn't get a good look at his schematics.
I don't know the second location,
but, uh, there's one person who might.
Hello, Kurt.
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This field trip was a nice surprise.
What's the occasion?
We need to ask you some questions.
Marriage advice?
So, who's the lucky lady?
It couldn't be my Remi, could it?
It's not Remi.
Oh, I see. Jane.
I guess I missed my calling as a matchmaker.
Jane Doe was tailor-made for you, Kurt... by me.
Where would Roman go to steal a chemical called MMH?
That old plan?
He must be getting desperate.
You know, if he's not careful,
people might get hurt.
Do you know where he's going or not?
Of course I know.
Get me Jane.
I'll reveal the location, but only to her.
That is not gonna happen.
You never change, Kurt.
You've always had that protective streak in you,
ever since you were a little kid.
- It's a waste of time. - Wait!
I'll tell you. I'll tell you, I swear.
I just need to speak to my daughter.
We can't just give Shepherd what she wants!
Do you know the hoops I had to jump through
to get her in here? I got you access to Shepherd
so we could catch Crawford. We're not giving up because
Jane's feelings might get hurt.
No one is giving up. There are other ways
to get information out of her.
Isn't that a CIA specialty?
She resisted all enhanced interrogation techniques.
I'll do it.
Jane, are you sure?
You know that she's gonna try to manipulate you.
That's what she does.
Lives are on the line.
We have to stop Roman and Crawford's attack.
I can handle my mother's mind games.
A few months ago, this was all I wanted,
to confront her,
ask her why she stole Avery from me.
But now that I'm here, I...
I don't want anything from her.
This will be the last time I ask my mother for anything.
So, how...
Are you well?
You wanted to talk.
Talk.
I wanted to tell you I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for trying to tear you and Roman apart.
Of all the things I've done,
it's my biggest regret.
I pitted you two against each other.
When I rescued you from that horrible orphanage...
you two were inseparable.
I wanted you to love me as much as you loved each other,
but your bond with Roman is unique.
It's... it's deep, it's strange,
and I didn't understand it.
Roman needed you. That much, I knew.
He was never meant to be on his own.
It's in his DNA.
My mistake was with you.
What I couldn't see was how much you needed him.
I tore you apart.
My... my two children are trying to kill each other.
It's all my fault.
Remi...
Jane...
don't make the same mistake I did.
Don't destroy the thing you love.
See, you don't know it now,
but you need him.
If he dies,
you die with him.
I want you to take a good long look at me,
because this is the last time
you'll ever see either of your children again.
It's none of your concern what happens to us now.
You lost that privilege when you stole our childhoods,
not to mention my child.
I heard you out.
Now, you tell me
where Roman is stealing the MMH.
Little Sky.
He's going to Little Sky.
Little Sky Storage is a military subcontractor
that specializes in the storage of hazardous materials.
- They're just outside of Poughkeepsie. - I'll have the field office
up there send tac teams in now.
We'll meet them up there.
Our security is top of the line.
Real-time cameras on a closed-circuit,
strict keycard access, and all of our guards
come from the most respected agencies.
I'll need to see the Presidential Suite
where Ms. Crawford will be staying during the event.
Yes, unfortunately, the Presidential
- is unavailable for viewing. - I can't assess the security
of a room I can't see, Edmund, and I will not
put Blake's life at risk because of your incompetence.
Tom!
I apologize for Mr. Jakeman's short fuse.
My father places a great deal of trust in him,
which, as you can imagine, also places him
under a great deal of pressure.
Of course. But I'm afraid it's out of my hands.
This charity ball is one of the biggest events of the year.
Many influential people will be in attendance,
and they will be entrusting us with their security.
- I understand that. - Then please also understand
that unless every one of Tom's requests can be met,
I cannot, in good conscience, hold this ball at your hotel,
nor can I recommend to any of my clients or business associates
to use your venue in the future.
Word travels quickly in my circles, and I would hate
for Hotel Cerulean to develop a reputation
that it didn't need to.
Well, let me see what I can do.
Thank you.
You okay?
I'm fine. It's just...
the last time I had a chance to take Roman down,
my gun jammed.
Good to know.
And you took the shot. That's all that counts.
Guns jam. It happens, Jane.
I didn't purposely sabotage it,
but what if I subconsciously loosened my grip
and that caused the jam? Maybe part of me is afraid
of what's gonna happen to me after he's gone.
- What do you mean? - Even after
all the horrible things Roman's done,
Shepherd's right.
There's a bond between us I can't shake.
I don't remember most of our life together,
but I can feel it.
What if a piece of me dies with him?
I think that's how it always feels
when you lose someone that you've loved.
Now, this idea that Shepherd has put in your head,
that you can't live in a world without Roman,
it's just not true, Jane.
Patterson wants us back in the lab.
Come on.
Why are we still here?
We should be on the road.
- We're too late. - What do you mean?
Local field teams just arrived at Little Sky.
All the guards are dead, and Roman got away with their MMH.
He and Roman have enough
to take out a full city block.
And we have no idea where they're gonna use it.
I got something. The field team just called in.
A Little Sky employee saw a truck drive off
that had a marking on it. A red star with seven points.
Okay. Red star, seven points.
Okay. It's the logo for Officiant Office Supply.
They have a fleet of 1,000 trucks in the New York area.
You think Roman's gonna pull a McVeigh,
use a truck as a bomb?
Or it's a Trojan... Horse, not condom.
Hypergolic bombs are relatively easy to conceal,
and no one's gonna be checking
a truck full of office supplies that carefully.
Yeah, but we have to find this truck
before it delivers its cargo.
Oh, lovely.
The sculptures, are they Ermalinas?
Good eye, Ms. Crawford,
but the true draw of this suite
is its unparalleled view of the East River.
Okay, here we go. Red light camera
two blocks from Little Sky
captured a truck with a star marking on it.
Got a license plate.
This particular truck only goes to one location.
Oh, my God.
You were right, Tom. It is worth the price.
Crawford's about to bomb the United Nations.
I hope everything is up to your standards, Mr. Jakeman.
It's perfect.
Well, I'm impressed.
Now, tell me more about your ballroom options.
- Tom, are you okay? - Mr. Jakeman.
Yeah, yeah, it's just, um...
another migraine.
It took me by surprise.
- I should get you home. - No, uh...
you finish up here. I'll show myself out.
- Are you sure? You seem... - I'll be fine.
I just need some rest.
I understand a floor of the hotel is under renovation.
I trust that won't be an issue?
Assistant Director Reade, Dana Coriano,
Head of Security for the United Nations Headquarters.
- How's the evacuation going? - We have over 6,000 staff members
to account for, not to mention visiting dignitaries.
The buildings won't be cleared for another 20 minutes.
We're actually looking for a truck that delivers here,
Officiant Office Supply.
Looks like it's already gone.
According to the records, they dropped off
their delivery at the loading dock,
then left right before we got your warning.
The bomb's already inside.
All right, Zapata and I will check the loading dock.
You guys stay here with Dana,
see if anything else is compromised.
- Copy that. - All right.
I can't find anything on this stupid laptop
that tells us why Crawford wants to attack the UN.
Really? 'Cause I just cracked a new drive
and I'm pretty sure I'm on to something here,
like how Lynnette's wife used to work
for Franklin-Dorfman Security.
What?
She's an IP lawyer now, but back in the day,
her firm did a little consulting
for Frank-Dizorf.
I traced Lynnette's credentials
and they belong to wifey's old law partner.
They're on the drive.
Lynnette is a pretty solid hacker,
so we just assumed
that she breached the Franklin-Dorfman server
illegally to get the codes.
She just logged right in.
- Or her wife did. - Yeah, but either way,
her wife's implicated. We can use that.
If the UN doesn't blow up first, yeah.
Patterson, we're in the UN basement.
Red star, seven points.
That's their logo.
Why is the power on? It's not even plugged in.
A countdown timer.
The copier's the bomb.
Okay. Uh, see if you can find anything
that could contain the two chemicals
and keep them separate.
Roman would've found a way to keep them apart
until he wanted it to go off.
Because the second those chemicals mix,
that whole neighborhood's going up
like the club on a Tuesday.
All right, there's a whole bunch
of ink cartridges inside the copier.
Yeah, and a ton of spares in boxes.
If the copier goes off, it's gonna set off
- a chain reaction. - That's why UN security
couldn't find any chemicals, because they would have
had to crack open every cartridge.
That Roman... brains and beauty.
Okay, you need to look for a mechanism
that would open the cartridges.
I'm guessing it's connected to the countdown timer.
I don't see anything. I guess the mechanical part
of the bomb is sealed inside the machine.
Okay, well that makes things a little tricky.
Yeah, well, we only have 24 seconds.
Okay, you're gonna have to get
the cartridges away from the copier
and make sure that they don't crack and mix.
Wait.
Good catch.
Five seconds left!
Pull it. Just pull the wire.
All right, we got it.
The bomb is disarmed. We're clear.
Saved the day again. Up top. Boom! Uhh!
This is definitely featuring in my new graphic novel.
Have I told you about that, by the way?
It's the adults-only chronicle of billionaire tech guru
and retired Harlem Globetrotter mitch.org.
See, he joins forces to fight crime
with swinging married cops Keller and Jade,
brooding hunk Agent Reese and his annoying
but his occasionally helpful assistant, Peterson.
And that's you... you're Peterson.
This was too easy.
Or we're just that good.
Something's not right.
Why the UN?
I don't know. It's a big, flashy target.
What terrorist wouldn't want to bomb the UN?
Yeah, that's the thing. Crawford's not a terrorist.
It's like Jane said, he doesn't just want death and chaos,
he has a very specific reason for his violence.
- Yeah, but Roman would kill a... - Roman may be
the only other person I've met who loves games
and annoyingly intricate puzzles as much as I do.
Rude.
No, these men's nuances have nuances,
and I'm supposed to believe that when they team up,
their grand plan is to set off one bomb,
delivered imprecisely, to kill a large
but random assortment of UN workers?
Okay, when you list it all in a row like that,
you make a valid point.
There must be something
we're not seeing.
I think it's time to have another chat with Lynnette.
Okay.
The codes you gave to Crawford
were just used in an attempted terror attack
on the United Nations.
You want to go down with the ship,
that's your prerogative.
But are you willing to drag your wife down with you?
That's a mic drop.
My wife had nothing to do with this.
Good luck proving that.
You used her old law partner's credentials
to steal the security codes, meaning she provided
material support to terrorists
and she will be going to super-max prison,
unless you go ahead and tell me why Crawford
was targeting the UN right now.
I don't know the whole plan,
I swear.
It probably has...
something to do with the pipeline.
What pipeline?
There's a huge oil pipeline
going to break ground any day.
Crawford's been obsessed about it for months
and he said whoever's in charge of the project
is gonna make trillions. Kambezi and Odan...
Kambezi and Odan? Those are the countries
that the pipeline is running through?
They will be.
The land.
The land that Crawford acquired from Bruyere.
It borders both countries. This is it.
- I'm right, right? - He wants the pipeline
built through his property.
Kambezi and Odan have a long, violent history.
Oh, God.
Their leaders just agreed to sit down
for their first peace talks in a decade at the UN today.
If the leaders of both those nations are killed,
there'll be all-out war.
The pipeline won't move forward.
They'll have to reroute it
through the one possible alternative.
Crawford's land.
It's not a terrorist attack.
It's an assassination.
Weller, Jane,
Crawford is targeting the leaders
of Kambezi and Odan. They're still in danger.
We need to find King Almasi and President Botros right now.
What if the bomb was to flush them out,
evacuate the buildings to get them out in the open?
We're surrounded by vantage points.
There could be snipers in any of these buildings.
All these people are sitting ducks.
We've got to find them.
President Botros and King Almasi were meeting
for peace talks in the conference building.
Their evac point should be here,
in the northeast corner... there.
King Almasi, President Botros,
I'm Kurt Weller with the FBI.
We have credible intel informing us
there's a threat on both your lives.
For your safety, we're gonna take you
to our New York Office.
I'm afraid that's not possible.
UN security protocols dictates that world leaders
be brought to a prearranged safe house
in an emergency under the care of the Secret Service.
We know the criminals that are targeting them.
We've dealt with them before.
And yet these criminals are still at large?
The evacuation is part of their plan.
We think they were counting on you following protocol.
The FBI has no jurisdiction here.
This is not a debate.
Okay. At least let us go with them.
Two more pairs of eyes can't hurt.
Fine. Get 'em out of here.
Let's go.
We're removing all unauthorized personnel from the hotel now.
No one will be admitted to the premises
without Secret Service credentials.
The safe house is on the 14th floor.
I did not consent to be sequestered with her.
How do I know she's not involved with these criminals?
Please, I barely got you to the table for these accords.
Perhaps it is you who did all this just to derail them.
You've been plotting against me for a long time,
spread rumors and lies to my own people.
Now, let me out of here. That is an order.
I'm sorry, but no one is going anywhere.
Neither of your countries is behind this.
The man who's targeting you is Hank Crawford.
Crawford! That snake wanted to charge my country
to transport our own resources from our own land.
He approached both of us.
He wanted to buy land and rights to build a pipeline
to transport Odan's oil through Kambezi to the coast.
- And you said no. - Mm-hmm.
As often as I disagree with King Almasi,
we've both seen what happens when white businessmen
control a country's resources.
So we thought it made more sense to come together
and bargain in peace
and keep control of our own resources
rather than sell out to foreign powers.
Then hold onto that.
Everything that's happening today
is just Crawford trying to control you
and your countries all over again.
Don't let him win.
- Seriously? - What?
Don't look at me like that. Sometimes that works.
No, this is not a Sega Genesis.
The problem is not on our end.
I'm connected to the hotel systems,
but there's some kind of interference.
- The video's all jumpy. - Wait a minute.
I know this one.
Someone's tapped into the drop.
That's how I used to steal
adult entertainment channels
from Mr. Yavuz, who lived next door
So you're saying the connection is weak
because there's a third person
- using the security feed? - Who's tapped into it
right at the source. Oh, that's not good.
Yeah, that is very not good.
It means the assassins are already in the hotel,
and I can't cut their camera access
without blinding us too.
Did you see that?
One of the cameras just went out.
The one in the service elevator?
I'm afraid it's out of my hands.
This charity ball
is one of the biggest events of the year.
- Tom, are you okay? - Mr. Jakeman.
Yeah, yeah, it's just, um...
another migraine.
Oh, God, it's coming right to them.
Weller, Jane, the service elevator has been compromised.
It's headed right to the 14th floor.
You need to tell the Secret Service
you all need to get out of the hotel right now.
Agent Briggs, here to relieve your team, sir.
You're to secure the perimeter.
I'll just need to see some ID and confirm with HQ.
They must have gone out through this adjoining room.
You ready?
Wait.
Jane. That's why the UN bomb never went off.
We'll have to be quick.
This place will be swarming with Feds soon.
Botros and Almasi are in the east stairwell
with two FBI Agents.
Shoot to kill.
Son of a bitch. Uh, slight complication.
Roman is in the building.
I've got eyes on him coming out of the suite
on the 14th floor.
He's got a bunch of guys with him
and they're all dressed as Secret Service.
And since the security feed
is on the fritz due to little Romeo's connections...
We can't tell who's legit and who's with Roman.
They've got real comms too. I'm informing the Secret Service
they're compromised, but for now...
Trust no one. Don't shoot at them
unless they shoot at us. Got it.
Exactly, but I'm gonna do my best
to help you avoid everyone altogether.
Exit the stairwell now.
We need backup in here now.
They're on their way with the team. So is the NYPD.
- But they're five minutes out. - We can't wait.
- We've got to get out of here now. - Yeah, I'm working on it.
We have to assume the elevators are compromised,
so I need you to get to the west stairwell,
so turn left at the end of this hall. Go, go, go!
They're making their way across the fifth floor.
Move!
Okay, listen to me. I've cut the camera feeds.
Roman can't see you, but that means I can't either.
Now, I need you to get to that west stairwell,
take it down to the third floor.
There's a construction chute in Room 305.
They should still be on this floor. Find them!
- Go. Go. - Go, go.
Room 305 is this way. Follow me!
- No! No! - Come here!
Come here! Don't worry about it. Coming back!
I'll hold them off! Get them out of here!
Okay, I need to have a look at that.
We need to find something to stop that bleeding.
Here.
You are going to be fine, King Almasi.
We will both live to see our countries have peace
and flourish.
Patterson, King Almasi's been shot, okay?
We need to get him to a hospital.
Reade and Zapata are out on the street.
Send him down.
My longarm's out. Hurry up!
- You've got to go feet first. - Okay.
Here we go. Okay?
- Yeah. - Ready?
One, two, three, go!
Feet first.
- Okay? - Okay.
Now, keep your arms up. Like that. Ready?
One, two, three...
Oh!
I got ya. I got ya.
I'm out of ammo. I'm heading to you.
We've got to barricade the door.
Throw that!
Throw it!
Okay.
- You ready? - Yeah, I'm ready.
One, two...
- Three. - Three. Go!
Another win for Remi.
I just got off the phone with the US Attorney,
and with the attempted bombing
and the assassinations, we have enough to arrest Crawford.
It still won't be easy to bring him in.
He owns land in non-extradition countries
and he has connections all around the world.
Roman's still out there too.
The sooner we find them both, the better.
They know we have them dead to rights now.
Yeah, but they're backed into a corner,
so there's no telling what they could do
or who could get caught in the crossfire.
Patterson.
- Hey. - I just got a call from Dana Coriano at the UN.
She's saying that President Botros' phone is missing.
She claims it was still in the hotel suite when they escaped,
but the Secret Service can't find it.
Do you think Roman took it? I mean, if it's got
Botros' schedule, her contacts,
he could still be targeting her and Almasi.
Well, that's what I want to find out.
- Can you bring up the footage? - Yeah.
All right, here's Roman and his baddies
leaving the suite. No sign of the phone.
Did he come back later?
Let's see.
Who's this? The timestamp says
it was 20 minutes after the shootout.
Wait.
This is after Roman escaped.
That can't be right, can it?
Roman didn't take the president's phone.
Zapata did.
Look, we don't want to point any fingers.
I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation.
Oh, so you let Roman escape
with the phone of a world leader,
a phone he could use to sabotage their governments,
so now you're looking for someone else to blame.
Not someone. You.
Why did you take it?
Because the CIA wanted me to.
What for?
This is what we do.
We're the Central Intelligence Agency.
We gather intelligence.
We're gonna need that phone back.
I'm not about to be party
to an international incident.
Yeah, it's fine. Give it back.
I can't because I gave it to you.
Could we speak privately?
Oh, come on, Keaton. They know.
- They saw me on tape. - Tasha,
I don't know what you're doing right now.
You asked me to get you the phone, I got you the phone.
You want to do this here, that's fine.
I did not ask for you to get me that phone,
nor did I receive it. I don't know what
you think you're gonna gain by doing this
in front of them, but I can't
protect you on this. The CIA takes
no responsibility for this action.
Okay, this is crazy.
So, why would I take it
if it wasn't for the CIA?
I have no idea. Money?
A world leader's phone would fetch a lot
on the black market. You off the wagon again,
placing bets you can't cover?
Maybe you saw a quick way to settle up.
- Why are you doing this? - Why am I...
Do you have any idea the chance I took on you?
Bringing a hot-headed FBI amateur into the big leagues?
Because this is on my head now.
You just became my mistake.
You're right. Maybe we should speak privately.
You think so?
What the hell just happened?
- Hey. - Tom, thank God!
Where are you? Are you okay?
I went back to our room and you weren't there,
and my father isn't answering his phone.
Yeah, sorry. Um, I got called away.
This is about what happened at the hotel, isn't it?
The manager said we can't hold the charity ball there
because someone shot it up. It's all over the news.
Did you have something to do with this?
The way you disappeared...
Tom, what happened today?
I'm sorry. I'll, um...
I'll tell you everything as soon as I can, I promise.
I let your dad down.
Just give me some time to fix this, okay?
I love you.
Is this what it's like to wait for your buddy
outside the principal's office?
'Cause I was usually the one in there,
- getting in trouble. - Really?
'Cause Boston told me you were a hall monitor.
I would not have wanted Boston to tell you that.
Hey, Tasha!
Does anybody know how to file for unemployment?
I just got fired.
Keaton said the CIA couldn't trust me anymore.
That's rich, coming from them.
I believe you. We believe you.
You wouldn't have taken that phone
unless Keaton ordered you to.
They got caught, all right?
So now they're throwing you under the bus.
We'll figure this out.
You know, I know a great lawyer
if you speak conversational Latvian.
Guys, it's... It's done.
You have me on tape.
It's my word against the CIA.
I can't fight that, and even if I did,
I'd still be out a job.
So come back to the FBI.
I can't. Think about it. Guys, I am poison.
Nobody is gonna trust you if you're working with me.
- Let us worry about that. - No.
I'm out of moves.
I have to figure it out on my own.
You can't leave.
I can't stay.
Why not? Why are you giving up?
I'm on a path, Reade, and I can't go back
and I can't take you guys with me,
so, please, don't make this harder than it is
- and let me go. - No.
Not this time.
You're rebounding from Meg,
I just got fired from the CIA...
there are a million reasons
why we shouldn't do this right now.
Look, if you think about anything long enough,
you'll find a reason not to do it.
Whatever it is between us...
I'm tired of thinking.
I can't.
Hmm.
This day's been a lot of fun.
- Hmm. - Hmm?
Yeah, one big happy family reunion.
Funny how there always seems to be bombs involved with mine.
- Hmm. - Hmm.
I realized something about what Shepherd said.
Your bond with Roman is unique.
The connection with Roman is real,
and it's intense.
When Remi and Roman were kids,
they walked through fire together
and they came out the other side.
But I'm not Remi.
She was half of a whole with Roman,
and she might not have been able to survive
without her brother, but I can.
My other half is you.
What is that?
We need to get Patterson.
Tasha?
Let's not think about it.
Roman must have ended his program overload.
The false tattoo hits have all gone silent.
- So this hit is real? - Oh, it's very real.
The platonic solid tattoo decrypts to a website
that has always been blank until now.
A video was just uploaded a few minutes ago.
Moreover, what from being so long in twilight or darkness,
his eyes had acquired the faculty
of distinguishing three objects in the night,
words common to the hyena and the wolf.
I think it's time we finish what we started.
One last game, sis.
Winner take all.
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