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[crickets chirping]
[dogs bark in distance]

[suspenseful music]

♪

[muffled yelling]

- Bridget had failed to secure
what her family had hoped

she would achieve
from her education,

an engagement to
a proper English gentlemen.

Instead she landed
a job with MI5.

As one of the most resourceful

and intelligent female agents
in MI5,

Bridget was being groomed
for a career in data analysis.

[tires screeching]

- [breathing heavily]

[tires screeching]

Oh, my God.

[panting]

- I am so sorry.
Completely my fault.

Are you okay?
And look! Look what I did.

Are you okay?
- Look, lady, I'm fine.

We should really check on him--
Oh, my God!

[grunts]
- [groans]

[yelps]
- [screams]

[muffled screams]

[dramatic music]

♪

- Call Judith.
Cargo's en route.

♪

- [gasps]

[machines beeping]

[oxygen machine whirring]

[eerie music]

[chain rattling]

♪

- [distorted] Mom.

Dad.

Where am I?

Why is my foot chained
to this bed?

- Hey, hey. [shushing]
- What's going--

- Give me your hand.

I'm chained to the bed, too,

but it's going to be okay.

What's your name?

- Ryan.

- Hey, Ryan.

I'm Elizabeth.

Are you hurt?

- No, I'm...I'm cold.

- Is that a fitness tracker?

Let me see.

[tracker beeping]

Turned on activity mode
to activate the GPS.

Someone's gonna find us.

- Where are we?

What's going on?

- I don't know but take this.

Rub it for good luck.

It belonged to my mother.
Always kept me safe.

Go ahead.

♪

[tent flap opens]

[tense music crescendos]

♪

[car door shuts]

- Glad you still share
my affinity

for clandestine meetings,
Colin.

- It's Ryan.
He's gone.

Someone took my boy, Christina.
I know it.

And everyone is telling me--
- Okay, all right, slow down.

Start from the beginning.

- Okay, I tucked him in last
night like I do every night.

- Mm-hmm.
- This morning

when I went in his room,

he was just...gone.

- Any alarms go off?
- No.

- Security camera?
- Only the front of the house.

I mean, how could
I let this happen?

You know,
I take every precaution.

My God, I'm CIA. How could
I not in this line of work?

- Has anyone called
with ransom demands

or have there been any
threats of any kind?

- No.
- Have you or Lynn

had an argument recently
with Ryan?

- No, no.
Look, he's a good kid.

I mean, he's a bit
of a homebody, really.

- Who else knows he's missing?

- I called the D.C. police.

They didn't find
any fingerprints

or signs of forced entry,
and I can tell

they think he ran away.

But he didn't take
his cell phone.

It makes no sense.

Look. I need somebody
to do something.

That's when I thought of you
and how you found

Abu Jamal's son in Beirut.

- All right. I'll have
my operatives sweep the house.

If there's anything to be
found, they will find it.

Colin.
- You have to find him,

Christina.
Promise me.

- I promise you we will do
everything we can.

- I got nothing.
You find anything?

- Looks like someone
used a ladder.

- Windows were wired
in Ryan's room.

The security alarm jammed.

Mills and Santana think
it was a professional job.

- Yeah, radio noise prevented
the sensor signal

from getting
to the control panel.

- But if he was kidnapped
then how come

there's no ransom demand?
- I don't know.

But these pros you speak of
are no match

for mea digitos in claves.

- Fingers on keys?
- That's pretty good.

So Santana sent pictures
of all the evidence,

and I found something
that might be important.

It's a letter to Ryan Grant

from
the national medical database

informing him of a breach
of his medical records.

- I remember that hack.

Thousands of people had
their private medical data

stolen and sold to
the highest bidder, right?

- That's right,
so I cross-referenced

everybody affected by that hack

with the national registry
of missing persons, and--

- And you got a hit?
- I got four hits.

Including Ryan Grant.

Now, you notice anything

unusual
about these four people?

- They have similar
biological data.

- Mm-hmm, it's almost as if
they were looking for someone

with
a specific medical profile.

- What do you mean?
Like looking for a match?

Organ donation.

- We received
the wire transfer.

Thank you, Mr. Volkov.
If you could just initial here.

Sign here at the bottom,
confirming

we will be receiving
the remaining

$3.3 million balance

upon completion
of the procedure.

- Ms. Chapman.

I didn't come to own 50 casinos
across the globe

without asking questions.

- Of course.

- You say you are certain
you can help my son.

How can you make
such a promise?

- I've been in transplantation
medicine my entire career.

I can tell you one thing.
The system is broken.

Kids like Oliver, they spend
years on a wait list.

Only to...to die

without ever having had the
chance to live a normal life.

I came in.
I streamlined the process.

Cut the red tape.
Cut the bureaucracy.

My success rate is 100%.

That's how I could make that
promise to you and your son.

- Thank you.

My son is everything to me.

- Of course.

- Our concierge will show you
to Oliver's suite.

If you need anything,
just call or text

the number you've
been provided.

- Thank you.
- Yes.

- The HLA results.

Out of five,
only one matched Oliver.

- Good.

Put the donor on a plane.

I'll set up with Dr. Ruiz.

- These four people were
specifically targeted

for their organs.

- So we know the why
but not the who.

- Most importantly the where.

[slams desk]

- I got a crazy idea.

I noticed this kid's got

a phone that backs up
to the cloud.

And on there I found
some cardio data

which means he's got
a fitness tracker that has GPS.

That's if he's
still wearing it.

Now, if I can decrypt
that data,

I can see where he was last.

- Then we have the where.

- It will take a second
to narrow it down,

but he's somewhere in Maryland.

[tense music]

♪

- I found them.

Thank God, they're alive.

- What about Ryan?

- He's here.

Ryan.

Wake up, Ryan.

You hear me?

You're okay, kiddo.

Your dad sent me.
I'm here to take you home.

- They took Elizabeth.

You got to find her.

[music crescendos]

♪

- Mills.

This generator's still warm.

They must have just taken off
on another jet.

- There's not much chance
for a description.

According to Ryan,
they wore surgical masks.

- Well, it looks like
we're officially dealing

with an organ trafficking ring.

- Only we got here too late.

They already picked their
donor, girl named Elizabeth.

- Dad.
- Ryan.

- Well, somewhere there's
a parent out there

who still doesn't know
where their child is.

- And the clock is ticking.

- Thank you.
You saved my son's life.

- It wasn't just us.

A girl named Elizabeth
helped Ryan too, right?

- They took her, Dad.

She was nice,
and she gave me a ring.

- Jade's good luck.
- Guess for me.

- Do we know
what they were after?

- We think Ryan
and the other victims

were targeted
for their organs.

- You're kidding.
- No.

All the victims were
between 14 and 17.

The other kids said
that Elizabeth was the oldest.

Maybe 17, 18.

- No one named Elizabeth
was reported missing.

- So we have no idea
how to track her.

- I might be able to help.

Last year an asset
with ISIS became sick.

CIA procured a kidney for him
on a dark website

called transplanttourist.net.

- I've heard of that.
It's called the red market.

- Like an eBay for organs?
- Well, essentially.

But within the site there's
a highly encrypted area

you'd miss if you didn't know
where to look for it.

It's for rich people
with rare needs

and the money to pay.

Serviced
by an unscrupulous broker

who operates
in complete anonymity.

- Okay, so how do
we find the broker?

- The FBI's on the case,
but it'd be months

before they get
the evidence they need.

- We don't have months.

We got hours at most.

- All right,
so I found your girl

through
the medical database hack.

Her name is Elizabeth Warner.

She's 17 years old, share's
the same medical profiles

of the other four victims.

Her last known address
was at a group home

for foster kids in Bethesda.
- Group home?

That explains why
she was never reported missing.

[suspenseful music]

- You and Santana go
to the group home

and see what you can find.

Kilroy and I will see if we

can't track down the plane.

- All right.

♪

- Ms. Vern, I get
this is difficult.

But if you can think of
anything out of the ordinary,

it could really help.

- You notice anyone
hanging around?

Watching the house?

- No, nothing like that.

- Why didn't you tell anyone
Elizabeth was missing?

- Look, I've got
15 at-risk kids here.

It's impossible to keep an eye
on all of them every second.

Besides, Elizabeth
never gets in trouble.

She's either at school
or working

or reading one
of her spy novels.

- And about to turn 18
and age out of the system.

- Sad truth is the system
just isn't set up

to help kids like Elizabeth
past a certain age.

[door opens]

- Maria.

Did something happen
to Lizzie?

- Is she okay? She promised

to help me with my homework.

- Why don't you go
in the reading room,

and I'll come and talk
to you in a bit.

Go on now.

Elizabeth is like
a mom to them.

Even though her trauma
was worse than most,

she always put
their needs first.

I should go and talk to them.

You'll let me know
when you find her?

- Of course. Thank you.

You were a little bit hard
on her, weren't you?

- The only reason
we discovered she was missing

was because the son
of a CIA analyst was taken.

This girl, Elizabeth...

She doesn't have anybody.
- That's not true.

She got us.

Let's go.

[machine beeping]

[pensive music]

♪

- I have wonderful news.
We found a perfect match.

We can proceed as soon as
the surgeon arrives.

- I am relieved for my son,

but I am not sure
I would classify the death

of another young person
as wonderful news.

- True.

But did you know that
105 people die every second?

The world's a brutal place.

Most of these deaths
are senseless.

In this case, our donor was
a young man who was killed

in a motorcycle accident,
and while that is tragic

for his family, perhaps
they're comforted

in knowing that their son
didn't die in vain.

By giving Oliver
a chance to overcome

the debilitating effects
of his disease,

the young man becomes a hero.

While Oliver gets
two healthy lungs

and a new lease on life.

Why don't you share
the news with your son.

♪

- Here.

The hangar was rented.

Tenant paid cash,
but the plane belonged

to a small charter company.

- Bennett Aviation.
- Yeah.

They filed a flight plan
to a small airport

in Upstate New York and listed
that as their destination.

- Passenger manifest?
- Conveniently redacted.

But I would bet dollars
to ding-dongs

that our girl's on that plane.
- It says here

that the flight
is less than an hour.

Elizabeth could
be anywhere by now.

- Yeah, well,
I could check traffic cams,

private ambulatory services.

I mean, it's not much.
It's better than nothing.

- Digitos in clavesisn't
always the answer.

We need boots on the ground.

Let's get Santana and Mills
on a flight to New York.

Someone at that airport
had to have seen something.

♪

- Dr. Ruiz is en route.

Keep her sedated
until I give the word.

♪

[music crescendos]

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Hey, you can't be in here.
It's a private hangar.

- I just wanted to check
today's arrivals.

- We haven't had any,
and who are you?

- Nice watch.

That's what, three-year salary
for a guy who services birds

for 15 bucks an hour?

- It was a gift from my wife.

- You know the penalty
for aiding

and abetting human trafficking?

Life without parole.

- You know you're gonna have
to hide that watch someplace

really uncomfortable
when you go to the pen.

- Let's go talk to
the Feds, shall we?

- Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

Wait, wait, hold on a second.

I was just paid
to unlock the service

for the plane into the system.

I had no idea that Cubano
was a human trafficker.

- Cubano?
- Yeah. [speaks Spanish]

El hombrehad an accent
that any Spanish speaker

would recognize
[snaps fingers] in a second.

- He travel alone?

- Just him and his little bag.

- No teenage girl?

- No. Maybe she was
on the earlier flight,

but I wasn't on shift.

- Earlier flight.

Cuba?

Home to some of the most
talented doctors on the planet.

- And the medical bag
for house calls.

- The second flight
was the arrival

of their transplant specialist.

- How did he leave?
- A black Town Car.

It was parked right in front

and there was an envelope
on the seat.

- We find the Town Car,
we find the doctor.

- And we find Elizabeth.

Oh.

Next time think about
why you're being asked

to look the other way.

- So flight came
in from Venezuela

which employs more
Cuban doctors than Havana.

This has got to be
our red market doctor.

- Dr. Anton Ruiz.
- Yeah.

Formally renown
currently disgraced surgeon.

- Disgraced.
Anyone going to these lengths

would want the best doctor
money could buy.

- Not disgraced
for surgical ability.

I'm sure he's a great surgeon,
but, you know,

for his illegal
transplant shenanigans.

- Well, I'll reach out to my
local law enforcement contacts

upstate to find the Town Car,
but that's gonna take time.

Have you found anything
on your organ donor website?

- Yeah. I did some digging
on transplanttourist.net,

the site Colin told us about,

and so basically if you're rich

and you need an organ,
you place an ad here.

The broker gets back to you
via encrypted message,

and once the buyer's ability
to pay has been verified,

the broker deletes the ad.

- That's very clever.

In a disgusting, evil
sort of way.

- Right.

They find their "donors"

by cross-referencing
the needs of the buyers

with patients from the stolen
national medical database.

- That's how they found
Ryan and Elizabeth.

- Yeah, whoever this broker is,
I mean, he knows how to hide.

I haven't been able to
track him, but I did

manage to hack
into his encrypted server.

Here, take a look.

- "Received
your $2 million deposit.

The organ should be available
within 48 hours."

- Yeah, that was sent
to someone

who needs a kidney
20 minutes ago.

- 48 hours isn't a lot of time.

- No, which means our broker is

looking for victims
as we speak.

- But we have access
to the same data.

So if we can locate
their next target

then we can intercept one
of their current operations

and catch them in the act.
- No, I was thinking

the same thing.
- Hurry up then.

We don't have a lot of time.

- Yeah.

[tense music]

[computer dings]

♪

[line trilling]

- I need you to schedule
a pickup.

We found a match
for our new client.

A man named Ed Phillips.

Here. In New York.

- It's like looking
for a needle in a haystack.

This doctor could be anywhere.

- Any word from Hart or Kilroy

on the location
of the Town Car?

- No, they're still working

on identifying the next victim.

Organ thieves are a disgrace.

Special place in hell
for these bastards.

- It seems like
you're taking this case

a little more personal
than usual.

You mind telling me
what's going on?

- My sister, Cali,
was an organ donor.

- Sorry, Mills.
I didn't know.

- Me neither.

Till after.

She was always so selfless.

Most people, they don't think

about the end
until it's too late.

They're only thinking about
themselves and the present.

But not Cali.

- Sounds like she takes
after you.

- Six months ago I got a letter

from LifeShare Donor Program.

Organ recipients, they write
letters to the families

of the person whose organ
they received.

- And they want to meet you?

- Yeah.

- Looks like we found
our next victim.

Right there in New York.
Ed Phillips.

45, single, mechanic by trade.

- They'll definitely
go after him.

Just need to get there first.

- How do we do that?

- First we inject
a subdermal tracking device

in the victim
that can't be detected.

Then we wait for our broker
to send a kidnapping team

as Santana waits
out of eyesight,

ready to follow.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- [struggled yelling]

[muffled screaming]

[phone dings]

- What just happened?
We've lost our signal.

- Makes no sense.

Tracking device just

magically shorted out.

You'd need electricity for--Oh.

They tased him.
They tased him.

- Santana.

Get in there now.
- On it.

♪

- Santana, do you have
eyes on Mills?

Santana?

- Guys, we have a problem.

Mills has been taken.

- [breathing shakily]

[heart beats]

[machine beeping]

[machine beeps extensively]

[machine beeps normally]

- Any luck?
- No.

I hacked all the security cams
in the area and came up empty.

They must have used the alley
to avoid them.

[cell phone vibrates]

- Hart. Go.

Perfect timing.

Yeah, hold him
until my agent arrives.

Thanks again.

- Found the doctor?

- Poughkeepsie's finest
found him.

He's our best lead to find
not only Mills but Elizabeth.

Divert Santana. She'll be able
to get a location off him ASAP.

- Indeed.
I have full confidence in her.

Has many hidden charms.

- Please, officers, I'm late
for an important procedure.

- It's just gonna have to wait.

This came from the boys
in Washington.

- Agent Santana?
- That's right.

Joint Terrorism Task Force
will take it from here.

Thank you, gentlemen.

- Cuban passport out
of Venezuela.

Some kind of foreign operative?
- Something like that.

Thank you for your help.
Appreciate it.

- What is this all about?
I have a patient on the--

- Dr. Ruiz, I presume?

- Who are you?

Did she send you?

- Why, yes she did,
but I don't think

that my "she" is the same
as your "she."

What's in that envelope, huh?
Why don't you give it to me.

Thank you.

You got a big pay day
coming up, huh?

I'm guessing these
are your instructions.

Drive.
- Where are we going?

- To see your patient.

Step on it.

[device dings]

- You called?
- Where is Dr. Ruiz?

- Tried him several times.
No answer.

Must have his ringer off.

The tracker in his cell phone's
headed towards this location.

- We can't keep the kid
sedated for much longer

without risking
serious infection,

pneumonia--
- He's 20 minutes out.

- Ms. Chapman.

What is the holdup?

- Dr. Ruiz has
had a slight delay.

Should be arriving shortly.

In the meantime, we will ensure

that Oliver is kept as--

- What do you mean "delay"?

- There's been a traffic jam.

- How long?

- 20 minutes.

Mr. Volkov, I have worked
with Dr. Ruiz in the past--

- Enough.

Do you think you are
the first person

to eye me as a mark,
Ms. Chapman?

- Excuse me?

- What will it take?
Give me a number.

- This isn't a shakedown.

- I was hoping it was.

- I don't understand.

- Because if there
is an actual problem

and my son doesn't get
what he needs,

then you will have
an even bigger one.

I will shut down
your entire operation

permanently.

Now do you understand?

♪

I'm going to be with my son.

- Prep her for surgery.

I'll check the labs
on the new patient.

[heart beats]

♪

♪

- [screams]

- [grunting]

[groans]

[sniffs]

[coughs]

[breathing heavily]

Elizabeth.

Wake up.

Come on.
You got to get up.

- No! Get away!
- It's okay.

- Get away.
- It's okay!

I'm not gonna hurt you.

They were gonna hurt you.

Okay?

- Who are you?

- My name is Bryan Mills,

and I'm gonna take you home.

Take a whiff of this.

It'll wake you up.

Trust me.

- [coughing]

- Here.

I'm sorry.

- [groans]

- Put these on.

Got to figure a way out of here
before someone comes looking.

- There are only two exits.

The elevator
and those stairwell doors.

- How do you know that?

- Something I read.

Always case
a room when you enter.

[door locks]

♪

[banging on door]

- We're locked in down here.

- Why am I here?

Why did they take us?

- They want you
for your organs.

You're the perfect match.

- What happened
to the rest of them?

What about the others?
There was a boy named Ryan--

- He's safe.
They're all safe.

In fact it's because
you helped Ryan

we were able to get
your name and find you.

But those men?
There are more of them.

And they're not
gonna stop, okay?

So I need you to tell me
everything you know

about this place
and who is coming for us.

- We're in a basement.

Three cameras.
There.

There.

There.

But that one's the only one
that blinks and moves.

There is a supply closet
over there.

It's unlocked.

They always come in pairs.

And the woman, she's in charge.

- You are incredibly observant.

- I move around a lot.

It's the only way
I know how to survive.

The elevator, they have
keycards to activate it.

You can't get up or down
without one.

You said you would
take me home.

I don't know what
that means anymore.

But I want
the chance to find out.

[elevator whirring]

- They're coming.
Go hide in the supply closet.

- No, what about you?
- Just go.

I got this.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Your men.
- What happened?

- Apparently the new patient is
awake and attempting to escape.

You need to take care of this.
Don't hurt the girl.

We can't risk
damaging her lungs.

Then ready the chopper.

- The chopper? Why?
- The place is burnt.

This man clearly knows
what we're doing here,

so we're moving
the operation to Boston.

- What about Dr. Ruiz?

- Freeze the money transfer.

If Ruiz turns up, tell him

we no longer require
his services.

I'll call Dr. Mandelson.

He just got divorced again.

He'll do it
for the right price.

- [keypad beeps]

- [groaning]

[panting]

- That's how
this is gonna go, huh?

[grunts]
- [groans]

- Your days of being
a surgeon are now over.

You try anything again

I will turn you
into the next donor.

Do you understand?
- [groaning]

- That's good.

- [groans]
- Get up.

[dramatic techno music]

♪

- We've had to change course.

We're moving
the operation to Boston.

- No, absolutely not.

You told me Oliver
is too ill to move.

- If you read my contract,
I always have a--

- Screw your contract!

- The lungs and the doctor
are going to Boston.

If you'd like to stay here
and wait for another donor,

that's fine by me.

[tense music]

♪

- [groans]

- [yells]

[groans]

- Bryan, look out!

[yelling]

- [grunts]

- Bryan!

Bryan!

[biting]
- [groans]

- Get out of here!

[drill whirring]

[grunting]

- Clear.

- [yelps]

- I think that's what
you're supposed to say.

- The card. Let's go.

[key pad beeps]

- Bryan!

[gunfire]

Help me!

Bryan!

- No!

- [panting]

[tense music]

[keypad beeps]

♪

- Stop.

Why is this place abandoned?

You need to tell me what you
really know right now.

- I've worked
with Ms. Chapman before,

but the other three times were
in her Boston facility.

[distant whirring]

- They're on the move.

Thanks.

[phone beeps]

- Santana, you find Mills?

- No, but they're moving
the operation to Boston.

Look,
there's a helicopter here.

I'm gonna send
the location now.

All right, I sent it.

Do not let that chopper leave

before I can figure out
how to get up there.

- Oh, no problem,
I'll just magically

turn the weather into
snowpocalypse, but you only

get two more wishes
then I go back in the lamp.

- I'll get the ODNI
to cancel flight plans

in the city so they
won't be able to get

clearance for takeoff.
- You can do that?

- Santana, we need you
to find any trail

of incriminating evidence
on the red market network.

- I would but it looks like

they just deleted
the hard drive.

- They always think they do.

Okay, I need you to unplug it
immediately,

and I need you to listen
very carefully.

This is what you're gonna do,
all right?

- What do you mean we can't
take off?

- We don't have
clearance, ma'am.

All flights over the city
have been cancelled.

[gun cocks]
- Not this one.

It's a matter of life or death.

- What is wrong with her?

- She's dying and your son
needs her lungs.

Just let me do my job.

- Okay.

Okay, I got it.

The red market.

- You got the whole network?

- Yeah.

Kilroy was here.

[grunting]

[gunshot]

- So, you're the one causing me
all this trouble.

- What is the financial reward
for playing God?

The price tag
on that girl's life?

- Spare me your sanctimony.

Do you know how many hospitals

and doctors play God every day?

Happens in every triage,
the OR, the ER.

They don't save them.

- You can justify it
any way you want.

Bottom line...

is you're gonna kill that girl.

- But I'm saving that boy.

Supply and demand,
just the way the world works.

You think his father even cares
about how the sausage is made?

If he didn't pay me, he'd find
someone else to do it.

- [grunts]
- [groans]

- I didn't know.

I was just trying
to save my son.

I didn't know what she
was doing to these people.

I don't know how much time
he has left.

So I'm going to go
be with my son.

[somber music]

♪

[crickets chirping]

- How you doing?
You holding up?

- I'm okay.

In fact, I'm glad it was me.

- What?

- All this.

It means it didn't have
to happen to anyone else.

- [exhales]

Most people only think
about themselves.

Especially in survival mode.

You're very selfless,
you know that?

Not to mention

observant, persistent.

I think you'll do just fine
in this line of work.

- What line of work?

What's this?

- Come on.

There's someone
you should meet.

- Elizabeth.
I've heard a lot about you.

- I don't know how much
there is to know.

- I know what matters.

Thank you.

- You're welcome.

[footsteps approaching]

Hey, Ryan.
[chuckles]

- Thank you.

For this.

- It worked, huh?

- Colin says he has
a guest house in the back.

- Heard you might
need a place to stay.

- I'm not so sure
I can afford it.

- CIA has
an internship program.

Might be able to swing
something if you're interested.

- That sounds a heck
of a lot cooler

than working
at the Quick Stop.

- Come on.

Come on, bud.

- Oh.

- Thank you.

For not giving up.

- Just promise me you'll
do the same thing, okay?

[soft music]

♪

[doorbell rings]

- Hello.
- Hello.

I'm Bryan Mills.