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- It's the good stuff, fellas.

- Hey, okay.

- Buen provecho.

- You were amazing, Elliot.

- Buen provecho.
- Muchas gracias, amigo, eh?

- De nada.

That's how you say it, right?
You're welcome?

I wish you all
the best of luck.

May your dreams come true.

Salud.

♪

♪

- Happy birthday, Dougie.

Hey, Tiff, what's up?

Okay, see you soon.

- Hey, sorry I'm late.

Traffic on the BQE was brutal.

- Mm-hmm.

Sure you weren't having
a good night

with one
of your special lady friends?

- I was in bed by 9:45, alone.

- If you say so.

- How come you never have
a girlfriend, Scola?

- Wow.
Isn't even 8:00 a.m.

- I'm serious!
- I have no idea.

- Come on, try harder.

- Okay, fine.
I have intimacy issues.

- I already knew that.

- Great, then there's
nothing left to say.

Mystery solved.

- Come on, dig deep.
- That's not really my thing.

- So you're just happy
being blissfully superficial.

- That is exactly
what I am.

How you doing?
Special Agent Scola.

This is Agent Wallace.

- Detective Valdez.

- So what do we got?

- Homicide.
Male, white, age 46.

Got shot in the house,
crawled outside.

Found two nine-millimeter
casings on the floor.

Neighbor going for a walk
sees him bleeding out,

calls it in.

Also sees a blue Toyota
zipping down the street

a few minutes
before he spotted the DOA.

- They catch a plate?
- Only the first letter, K.

But that's not why we called.

♪

Looks like he was shot
right here.

Thought it was just
another homicide.

Until we saw this.

♪

- All right,
so the victim's name

is Elliot Young, he was 46,

unemployed auto mechanic,
army vet,

former EOD technician.
Means he's a bomb expert.

- Yeah, he had chemicals,
fuses,

and homemade blasting caps.

So our bomb team
is analyzing now,

but based on what they saw,
they think

that he likely made

one large ammonium nitrate
bomb.

- Which was not found
in the house.

So that means the killer
likely took off

with said bomb.
The question is, why?

Why kill Young?
Why not just pay for it?

You know, why draw
police scrutiny?

Signor Moran,
you have anything done?

- Yeah, I've been digging
through his financials,

and he definitely has
some problems.

He defaulted
on his home mortgage,

and he's
over 90 days delinquent

on two credit cards.

- Okay, so maybe
he's making bombs

to make money,
not to further a cause

or political agenda.

- Hey, I just talked to DHS.
- Yeah.

- There's no chatter
about the shooting

or any imminent
terrorist attack.

If the shooter is a terrorist,

and the bomb was taken
to support

some upcoming terror event,

it's most likely a small group,

a splinter organization
off the radar

of the intelligence community.

- ERT says they didn't find
any hits on the DNA

or the fingerprints
recovered at the scene.

- So we're nowhere.

- Which is a sub-optimal place
to begin the investigation,

but I have a feeling
somebody in here

is going to flip the script
and find me a lead.

- Just got a video hit
on the blue Toyota.

Matches the description
the neighbor saw.

- Can you read the plate?

- No, nothing.

- But we know it begins
with the letter K.

Okay, in the tri-state area,

there are exactly six

late-model blue Toyota Corollas

that have license plates
that begin with the letter K.

- Okay, next candidate.

Hannah Thompson, 46.

Administrative assistant
from Wellington Moore.

- Sure sounds violent.

- Yeah, just like
the last two people

we talked to?
Opera singer at Staten Island?

Metaphysical life coach
from Brooklyn Heights.

Give me a break.

- FBI!

FBI, anybody home?

Hannah Thompson, you there?

- Hold on.
OA, check out this car.

Hey, check this out.

Is that blood?
- Yup.

♪

Clear.

- FBI.

Drop it and show me your hands.

- What happened?
What's going on?

- We're gonna take a ride
to 26 Fed,

that's what's going on.

- I don't even have
my clothes on.

Can I get dressed?

- Hannah Thompson.

Born in Longmeadow,
Massachusetts.

She moved to New York in 1996.

Was married for five years
before her husband died

in, uh, in 2001.

September 11, 2001.

She's worked
as an administrative assistant

at Wellington Moore
for the past nine years.

- Fact remains,
her car was seen

leaving the crime scene,
and we recovered

blood from her vehicle, so.

Hey, did you find
any evidence at Hannah's place?

- No, nothing.

- Uh, well,
that's not really true.

We found
an extensive collection

of marmalade.
- Yum.

Sounds like
a delicious discovery.

All right, let's take
a run at Ms. Thompson,

see if we can't figure out
why and how she's involved

in this, um, jam.
- Ooh.

- Yeah, Jubal.
- Yeah.

- You mind if Tiff and I
talk to Hannah?

- Yeah, sure.

- I told you, I have no idea
what you're talking about.

You must have the wrong person.

- But the blue Toyota
that's parked

in front of your house?

The one that's registered
in your name,

it was seen leaving the scene
of a murder last night.

- Well, there are a lots
of blue Toyotas in this city.

- But only six that have
a license plate

that starts with the letter K.

- I'm sorry.
I wish I could help, but I--

- Where were you
last night around 8:00 p.m.?

- Having dinner in Queens
with my cousin Cindy.

I took some selfies,
they're on my phone.

- Definitely had dinner
in Queens.

Definitely took
a lot of pictures

of this artisan pizza that
you ordered with cousin Cindy.

But your car was still spotted
at a crime scene.

- And there was blood
on the passenger-side door.

Does anyone have access
to your vehicle?

Family or friends?

A neighbor?

- Only my boyfriend, Alberto.
He has a key.

He uses it sometimes.

♪

- Alberto Villaneueva.

74 hits in the tri-state area.

But don't see any matching

the description
the suspect provided.

- There's lots of photos
of this guy on Hannah's phone.

Here, let me send you one.

- Yeah. Yeah, run him.

- Got a hit.
Felix Ramos, 32.

From Venezuela.

And a known terrorist.

Part of extreme socialist group

Marxist Revolutionary Party.

- Wait, so this guy--
this terrorist

is Hannah's boyfriend?

- Everything okay?
Can I go now?

- No, not just yet.

- Why not? What's going on?

I answered all your questions.

- We have a few more questions
about your boyfriend, Felix.

- You mean Alberto.
- No.

Name's Felix Ramos.

He's a known terrorist.

- Now this
is getting really crazy.

I feel like I'm on
one of those shows

where they try to trick you

and then people start laughing.

- This is not a TV show,
Hannah.

- And no one's laughing.

- When did you meet this guy?

- I met him six months ago
on a dating app.

We started talking,
exchanging photos,

then he came to New York.

Said he was thinking
of moving here.

- When was this?
- A few weeks ago.

- And how often
do you see him?

- A few times a week.
Maybe less.

He's busy all the time.
He's a director.

He makes movies, documentaries.

- That's nice.

But we think
that he was involved

in the murder of a man
named Elliot Young.

- What?

- That name ring a bell?
Elliot Young?

- No, I've never heard
of him.

But--but I think
you guys must be mistaken.

Alberto is a really nice guy.

- Nice guy or not,

the blood on your car
matches that

of the murder victim.

Just got a text
confirming that.

We're gonna need
to talk to Felix right away.

- Yes, of course.

- Okay, call him.

If he picks up,
just make small talk.

You're at work,
just wanted to say hi,

something like that.

♪

- He's not picking up.

- Okay.

- Okay, you ever met
any of his friends?

- Only one, Ernesto.

He's his partner
in the production company.

I'm supposed to meet him
later this morning.

- Why?

- To give him some money.

I'm investing
in their new business.

- How much?
- 30,000.

They need it
to make a short film

to attract investors

so that they can make
longer movies.

That's what they told me,
anyway.

- And you were planning
to meet Ernesto

and give him that money today?

- I actually was supposed
to do it yesterday,

but I had a hard time
getting the money

out of my 401k.

Took longer than I thought.

Alberto was really upset.

He needed the money
to make a deposit

on a studio space
he was trying to rent.

- Upset over being a day late.

Must be a reason.
Maybe there's a clock on this.

- Maybe it's tied
to an event--

anniversary or holiday.
- Yeah.

- What time you supposed
to meet

his partner Ernesto?

- 11:30.

- Poor woman is blind.

- But what is
this 30 grand about?

I mean, was Felix just looking
for cash

to help finance the movement?

- Or finance the purchase
of a bomb.

That's probably why
he was so mad

about the money being late.

- Why not wait another day?

- Because he couldn't.
- Why not?

- It looks like the attack
was tied to the birthday

of another Venezuelan
terrorist,

Ilich Ramirez Sanchez.

- Carlos the Jackal?
- Yeah.

Today is his birthday,
which is probably why

Felix couldn't wait.
He knew the clock was ticking.

- And what better way
to celebrate

the Jackal's birthday
than to blow up

a symbol
of American capitalism.

- So now what?

- Now we let Hannah take
that business meeting

with Ernesto.

- Just stay calm, okay?

Hand Ernesto the money,
and we'll arrest him.

- I still think you're wrong.

There's no way Alberto
could have killed someone.

Or is a terrorist.

- Look, his real name
is Felix.

Okay?
That much we know for sure.

Here.

We also know he's a member

of a violent socialist
organization,

that he used your car
to commit a murder,

and that he is now
in possession

of a highly destructive
explosive device.

Okay? We're not guessing here.

So the sooner
you get on board with this,

the better.

- Look, I know
this is difficult.

But Agent Scola is right.

The man you thought you knew,
Alberto, he doesn't exist.

It's very important
that you understand that.

- I do.

It's just that--
- It's gonna be okay, Hannah.

Just stay nice and relaxed.

All you need to do
is hand Ernesto the bag.

That's it.

♪

- You good? Can you hear us?

- Yes, I'm good.

I see him.
He's coming toward me.

- All right, just stay
nice and calm.

There's nothing to worry about.

We have agents nearby
just in case.

- Hi. How's it going?

- Hey, I'm good.
It's nice to see you again.

- Where's Alberto?
I've been trying to call him.

- He's busy.

He told me to say hello,

and that he'd call you later.

So you still feel good

about investing
in our company, right?

- Yeah, sure.

Oh, here.

- Thank you. Chao, chao.

- FBI! Do not move.

-
- Hey! Hey!

Let her go!
- I'll kill her.

- No! No, please, no.

- Put the gun down
and let her go.

- I want a car
right now,

or I'll shoot her. I swear to--

♪

- All right,
so these messages

were sent from Felix
to Ernesto this morning, yeah?

- All right, first one says,
"Delivery went well,

"everything is in place.

"Still waiting on Hannah

to give us the cash
so we can leave the country."

Second one reads,

"We will celebrate
victory tonight.

They will remember our names
for eternity."

- Okay, so sounds
pretty straightforward.

The bomb has been planted.

It's gonna be detonated
either later today or tonight.

The question is where, right?

- Or what?

What symbol or location
do they plan on destroying?

- Well, symbol part is easy.
Capitalism.

But as for institution,
who knows?

There's a capitalist landmark
or image

every ten feet in this city.

- We need to locate Felix.
We find him, we find the bomb.

- Yeah, Elise,
where are we on his phone?

Is it still on?
- Yes.

But the location services

have been intentionally
disabled,

so there's no GPS signal.
Can't track him.

- Yeah, but Felix's phone
can still receive

calls and texts?
- Correct.

- I got an idea.

- "Never met up with Hannah,

"thought police following me.

Gonna lay low for a few hours."

- Okay, perfect.

- "That's okay,
I will text this--

this bitch myself."

- All right,
he should be hitting up

Hannah's phone any second.

"Meeting got cancelled,
mi amor.

"Free the rest of the day.
You around?

Would love to see you."
This guy is disgusting.

"Sounds good,
should I bring the money?"

- "Yes, wonderful.

"Meet me at the café,
Greenpoint and Meserole.

So excited to see you."

- Okay, Hannah,
this is the break

we've been waiting for.

We're gonna need your help
one more time.

- I'm not sure.

- Your friend Felix has planted
a major explosive device.

We know this to be true.

We can't let
this bomb go off, Hannah.

We just can't.

♪

My brother died on 9/11,
just like your husband.

People like you and I...

We have an obligation

to make sure that
something like that

never happens again.

♪

- You're right.

- Okay. Good.

- All right, Hannah.
Same drill as before.

Just stay calm,

and ask questions.
- Ok, I will.

- How was your day?

When are you gonna
start that short film?

You know,
the kind of questions

you'd actually ask

if you didn't know
who he really was, that is.

- And stay put
inside the café.

Do not leave with him,

and do not get
in a car with him.

♪

- He's approaching
the restaurant,

but it's not Felix.

- Hello, Hannah.
How are you?

- Where's Alberto?
- He couldn't come.

- Okay, I guess
I should go then.

- No, don't leave. Not yet.

- It's all right, Hannah.
Just stay calm, all right?

Stick around and talk to him.

- I came to see Alberto.

- So let me take you to him.

I'm sure he'll be
happy to see you.

- No, that's okay.

He couldn't come.

There must have been
a good reason.

- He had a meeting
with a few investors.

But he told me to come here,
take you back to his apartment,

so you guys can be together.

- No, I--I don't want
to do that.

- You want us to move in?

- Is that the money, chica?

- Yes, but I--I wanted--

I wanted to give it to him.

- Just let it play out
for now.

- You did say
that you wanted to invest

in the new business.

- All right, Hannah, you can
leave the café with him.

Just tell him
that you don't have time

to see Alberto.

Give him the money,
let him drive away.

- Sounds good.

Let's go see Alberto.

- Fantastic.

♪

- You know, I don't
really have time

to see him right now.
I've gotta get back to work.

So here's the money
he asked for.

- Thanks, but you're coming
with me, chica.

- I--ow!
I said that I couldn't--

- FBI, get your hands
off her right now.

- You're under arrest.

- You okay?

- Nice to meet you, Carlos.

Or would you prefer
I call you, uh, Mr. Velez?

- You can call me
anything you want,

won't make a damn difference.

The mercenary financial system
of the United States

is a scourge
that must be eradicated.

Then, and only then,

can global financial equality
and prosperity occur.

- That's a hell of a speech.

So what, just redistribute
the wealth,

and then wham-o,

world's one big happy family?

- Look, Carlos,
we need your help.

Now, if you cooperate with us,

and tell us what you know
about Felix Ramos

and this bomb--
- I know thousands will die.

- So you do know
where this bomb is planted.

And that's good
for you, Carlos.

That means you have
something to trade.

So tell us everything you know,

and you might just walk free.

- All I know
is that this bomb,

this event,

is gonna make 9/11
look like a picnic.

- Yeah, I'm gonna suggest
you think this one through.

You really want to spend
the rest of your life

in a cage?

That sound like a good time
to you?

- You got a lot
of good years ahead of you.

Do yourself a favor.
Tell us what you know.

- Okay.

What I know
is that in this country,

if I ask to talk to a lawyer,

you gotta stop talking to me.

With that in mind...

I'd like to see a lawyer.

♪

-
Son of a bitch.

- What's our next move here?

- Uh, we don't really have
much of a choice.

- We need to turn
this punk over

to our friends
in the intelligence community.

- No, that's not gonna happen.
- Okay, fine.

Then turn him over to me.

Let me talk to him offline.

Just him and me.

- That is not an option either.

- So we're gonna do nothing?

We're just gonna stand around,

let thousands of Americans die?

- Scola!

I know this case
is emotional for you

and you just want to help.

We all do.

But we are not crossing
lines here.

We have to do this
the right way.

- The right way?

What does that even mean?

- It means we need
to notify

the Venezuelan embassy
that we have

one of its citizens in custody.

Then we need to figure out

where the hell
he planted this bomb.

♪

- Hey, looks like
Carlos got a job

at a local delivery company
last week.

XDS Logistics.

They deliver packages,
equipment--

we put a call
in to the manager.

- Okay, good.

What else do we know about him?

- Not much.

His phone has been off
for the past two days,

but we're scrubbing
his texts now.

So far, nothing interesting.

- Okay, keep at it.
- Okay.

- Elise, the metro card
we found in his wallet,

any luck tracking
his movements?

- In the last week,
he's made

several round trips
from Red Hook to Wall Street.

- Okay, Wall Street.

Let's assume
the target location

is somewhere down there.

Let's start pulling
surveillance video

outside all major landmarks--

One World Trade Center,
Federal Reserve,

New York Stock Exchange.

And let's start pulling video

outside the subway stops
down there, yeah?

- We're trying.
No visual hits so far.

- Okay, keep looking.

And you know what,
we should be digging

into the return trip as well.

I'm guessing Carlos was staying

somewhere in Red Hook,
so find me a video.

Traffic cams, bus cams--
let's find this punk!

- Got something!
- Yeah, talk to me.

- A visual of Carlos
in Red Hook, two days ago.

- Great, throw it up.

- Walking east
on Wolcott street.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah!
All right!

Keep looking, keep tracking.

Find me an address.

- FBI!
- Federal agents!

- Moving left, moving left!

♪

- All clear.

- Some nine-millimeter
ammunition.

Same caliber used
on Elliot Young.

- OA. I got something.

- What is it?

- So Maggie found
these blueprints

in the apartment we believe
Carlos has been staying in.

The address has been redacted,

but it appears to have
66 floors.

We can also assume
it's in the financial district,

accessible from
the Wall Street subway exit.

- Okay, there's
only one building

with 66 floors
in that immediate vicinity,

200 Maiden Lane.

- Wellington Moore building.

- Where Hannah works.

- Look, Hannah,
I've tried to be

very lenient here, okay?

Understanding of what you're going through.

Overlooked the stupidity--

but I swear to God,
if you're lying to me--

- I am not.

I don't know
anything about this.

Felix must have stolen my card.

♪

- It's motion-activated.

See this tube?

It's a victim-initiated switch.

If the bomb tilts at all,
the mercury hits the wires,

and that'll trigger it.

Can't risk trying to move it.

- Can we defuse it?
- Not sure.

We'll have to x-ray it.
It looks pretty sophisticated.

- 236 minutes left
on the timer.

- We need to evacuate
this building immediately.

♪

- Just got confirmation
that the bomb has been planted

in the basement
of your office building,

so you need to give me
something meaningful here.

Something that will help us
deactivate this thing.

A code, a sequence,
a safety deposit box.

- I don't know
anything about any code.

- That is too bad for you.

- I did nothing wrong.
- You were helping terrorists.

- I fell in love.
- Grow up.

- I know it sounds crazy,
but it's the truth.

I would never help a terrorist.

I could never do that.

You know, my husband,

I never even got
to say goodbye.

He woke up early one day
and went to work.

Just another Tuesday.

♪

- Look, I get it.

I believe you.

I need you to tell me
everything you know

about Felix.

Everything.

Every meeting, phone call,
conversation,

friend, relative--
doesn't matter

if you think
it's relevant or important,

I need all the information
you can provide.

- I understand.

- All right, let's start
at the beginning.

Tell me about
the first time you two met.

Where you were,
who he was with,

and if he have
any family in New York.

Hey, dig
into Hannah's Snapchat account.

Felix was sending her
all kinds of photos.

That's how the bastard
kept her on the hook,

pretending he was
in love with her,

sending sexy pics,
that kind of thing.

- Okay, the photos
are automatically deleted,

but we should be able
to get up on the server.

Okay, I have
the most recent photo.

- Okay, pull the geotag.
- Geospatial metadata?

- Kelly.

Just find the address
the photo was posted from.

♪

- FBI!

- Recon back doors.

- FBI! Stop!

- He's on the move,
on the move, let's go!

- Contact down
the east stairwell.

- Go! Contact!
He's getting away!

He's jumping out!

- Roof. Take the roof!
- We'll take below.

♪

- Let's go, let's go.
Back downstairs.

- Ahh!

- Felix Ramos, freeze.
- What's the code, Felix?

- What code?
- The code to deactivate

the bomb.
- We're on the verge of glory.

The world will soon know
our name.

- Hey, hey, hey.
- Stuart, calm down!

- Relax.

Don't ruin your career
over this guy, okay?

Not over this.

- This is exactly
what you risk

ruining your career over.

- We searched the studio,
didn't find a damn thing.

Some food, some booze,
that's about it.

- Phone?
- Wasn't there.

Or on his person.

- Hey, I took a run at Felix,
he's not talking.

- Okay, so we got nothing.

I'll reach out to NYPD
about the evacuation.

We have 120 minutes
until the bomb detonates.

Let's go.

- Where are you going?

- Hannah told me something.

I'm going to check it out.

♪

- That's right, keep moving.
Away from the building.

- Please, please, I beg of you,
let's keep going.

- Keep walking, people.
- This way, folks.

- Keep moving.
- No need to panic. Let's go.

- Hey--excuse me.

How many more people
are inside?

- Hard to say. 700 maybe 800.

- Jubal, we're going
as fast as we can,

but there's so many people
inside these buildings.

♪

- Hey. Your name Pablo?

- Yeah, why?

- I'm gonna need you
to come with me.

- Hey, what's going on?
What are you doing?

I don't know anything
about this bomb.

- I know you don't.
- So why am I here?

- Clock's down
to eight minutes.

There's nothing we can do,
so you need to turn around--

- We're, good, thank you.

- You want to be a hero,

that's on you,
but I'm telling you,

there's nothing left to do.

♪

- Scola, where the hell
did you go?

- All right, Tiff,

find Felix now,
bring the phone.

- What are you doing?

- Tiff, just do it, please.

- I told you,
I'm not talking.

- That's fine, you just
have to look and listen.

- I'm in the basement
where you planted this bomb.

Then you're going to die.

- That might be true,

but someone else
is gonna die too.

♪

Your brother.

- Felix?

What the hell is going on?
What's happening?

- He planted this bomb,
that's what's happening.

- Please, Felix,
if you can help--

- So what's it gonna be, Felix?

Hmm?

Are you gonna spend
the rest of your life

knowing that you killed
your brother,

the one decent thing
in your sick little life?

You really want
that to be your legacy?

♪

- In war,
one must make sacrifices.

- Oh, please.

- You got six minutes.

So what's it gonna be?

♪

- Okay, I will give you
the code.

- Tell me what to do.

- Hit the pound sign.

Now enter the code.

Six, six, nine,

eight, nine, six,

four, one.

♪

You can go.

- So you're letting me go?

- We believe you.

We know you weren't a part
of that murder

or the attempted
terrorist attack.

- I must look
like a fool, huh?

I know that Felix
is a terrible man,

and that he was using me

and the whole thing
was a charade.

But I actually felt something.

For the first time in 20 years.

♪

- Good luck, Hannah.

I hope things work out.

- Thanks.

- Scola.
We need to talk, now.

- Okay, that's fine.
All right?

But I did what I had to do.

Okay, I was not gonna
let that bomb go off,

I just wasn't, so I did
what I thought was best,

whether that was on book
or off book.

- I am not so sure
I would take that tone

with the deputy director.

He just left me
a very agitated message.

Wanted to know
what the hell happened

and if I authorized it.

Scola, this isn't
just about you.

My ass
is on the line here, too.

- Hey, it's okay.

It's all good.

- What does that mean,
"all good"?

- I just talked
to the deputy director.

I told him it was my call,

that I backed Scola's decision,

that it was the only play
we had.

You're good.

If anyone's ass
is on the line, it's mine.

- What you did
was selfish and stupid.

And it sure as hell
doesn't make you

some kind of hero.

You got lucky.

That is the only reason
why you're still here.

- Hey. This seat taken?

Bourbon, please.

I still can't believe
what you did.

You ever, um,

talk to anyone about this?

- About what?

- Your brother.

And 9/11.

- I did the therapy thing
for a few years.

It's a hell of a thing.

Losing someone you love
like that.

I mean, look at Hannah, right?

She was so lost,

couldn't see
the elephant in the room.

- Yeah,
she was definitely struggling.

But you know,
I gotta give her credit.

She pulled herself
out of that hole,

tried to feel something again.

Maybe you ought to try
to do the same thing.

♪

- You know,
I haven't talked

to my brother's wife and kids
in five years?

We were supposed
to play tennis that morning.

And I stayed out
late the night before.

And I got drunk.

If I hadn't canceled--
- No.

That's not the reason he died,

and you know that, Stuart.

If I can be honest?

- Yeah.

- I think you're using
your brother's death

so you can avoid
making real connections

with real people.

And maybe it's time to move on.

Time to engage
in the here and now.

♪

- Hey.

How you doing, Audrey?

- I'm good.

It's been awhile.

- Yeah. It sure has.

♪

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