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[tense music]

♪

- Take your clothes off.

Let's go, honey.
Take your clothes off.

♪

[camera beeps]

- She's nervous.

- I don't mind that.

Just tell her
to get undressed, okay?

- [speaking Czech]

- Could I have some water?
- No.

Look, either she gets naked or
neither one of you gets paid.

♪

Figure it out.

- You're making me look bad.

- Is he going to be in video?

- Not his face.

Now start doing
what he tells you to.

[gunshot]
- Ahh!

[gunshot]
Ahh!

[dramatic music]

[yelling]

♪

Help. Help me.

H-help. Help. Help me.

♪

[gasps, chokes]

♪

[pensive music]

♪

- What a night.

I wish you could be here
to see this, Mom.

- Well, I'm not.
And I won't be anytime soon.

- A simple "Cheers, sweetheart"
would suffice.

- When are you coming home?

- I don't know; maybe Budapest
is my home now.

- It's not,
and you know it's not.

Home is where your family is.

- I'm dating someone.
- Hungarian?

- No. A coworker.

My boss, technically.

- Again? Jamie...

- It's the bureau, Mom.

There's lots of dating
within the department.

And this time
it feels different.

You'd like him. He's sturdy.

- I just felt
like you ran away

after everything happened.

♪

- Maybe I ran
towards something.

- What?

- I don't know yet.
I don't know.

I'm sending you a photo.

You really can't beat the views
in Europe.

♪

[both speaking Hungarian]

- You know, for an agent
who might be

going places on this job--
- Might be?

- Sometimes you are dense.

- [gasps]

- Clearly the coffee dude
is into you, so ask him out.

Or have him sent to HR for
harassment--unwanted emojis.

- We've already been
on two dates.

- A-and you don't tell me?
Your partner.

- The bureau doesn't
have partners, Raines.

I thought you
would have known that.

- Your main man on the job.
[Vo laughs]

All right,
that's how it's gonna be?

'Cause I can omit
all personal discussions

from our interactions
real easy.

- No, you could not.

- Well, we're gonna find out,

'cause that's messed up,
you not looping me in.

[panel beeps]
[Vo laughs]

- The DOA is Lloyd Eckersley.

He was in Prague
using an alias.

He's been on the FBI's Most
Wanted List for the last year

along with his co-conspirator
Fred Dobbins.

For some more background,

I'm gonna patch in Jess LaCroix
in New York.

What's up, Jess?

- Scott.
- Everybody's here.

Thanks for taking the time.
- Of course.

Isobel Castille
speaks very highly of you.

- Good to hear.

- Why don't we get
right to it?

Eckersley and Dobbins,
they duped over 100 women

into sexually explicit videos
in Jacksonville.

The promise was that they were

for private collectors
overseas

and they would never be shown
in the U.S.

Now, the women--
most of them 18 or 19--

were coerced into
signing model release forms

and then forced
into sexual acts

they didn't agree to upfront.

The videos were shown on
a site Eckersley and Dobbins

owned and operated called
Girls Make Porn.

- So I see here
20 of the women came together

and sued both Eckersley
and Dobbins?

- Yeah, that's correct,

and that triggered a criminal
investigation and a trial.

Eckersley and Dobbins
were charged

with three counts
of sex trafficking by force.

They're also charged
with fraud, coercion.

Both men fled the US
before the trial started.

Now, it didn't end there.

Both men attempted to silence
the women who sued them

by emailing videos to friends,
family, and coworkers.

They also posted their names

and addresses
on Wiki-like websites.

- One of the women
committed suicide?

- Yeah, that's right.
Kayla Clancy.

- So if Eckersley was back
in Prague making porn,

would Dobbins be far behind?
- My guess is yes.

They've always been tied
at the hip,

and this is the way they know
how to make money,

so we think they're
both back at it again.

- So finding out
who killed Eckersley

might lead us to Dobbins.

- That's our hope.

- We're on it.

- Oh, and one last thing.

And this is more of
a personal observation.

- Shoot.

- Both of these men
are the scum of the earth.

[tense music]

♪

- Hey, Katrin.

- Hey. How are you?
- Good.

- Have all of you
worked in Prague before?

- I have not.

- Well, they're very nice,
very cooperative,

grateful for our assistance,

but seeing as it's one
of the safest cities in Europe,

the police department isn't,
shall we say, robust.

Detective Marta Novak.

Agents Raines, Kellett,
Forrester, Vo.

- Very nice to meet you--

under the circumstances,
of course.

I must tell you that we were
quite taken aback

by the death of your citizen.

- Anything to go on?
- Regrettably, no.

Food delivery person
walking across the street

heard two gunshots
and saw a woman

running out of the studio
Mr. Eckersley was renting.

The witness couldn't give
a description of the woman,

but put her age around 20.

- Can we see the studio?
- Right away.

Let me just
get you set up first.

So I understand this American
was involved in pornography?

- Yes, but the illegal kind.

Why do you ask?
- Prague.

We're the pornography
capital of Europe.

[camera shutter clicks]

Studio was heavily secured.

We had to take the front door
off its hinges.

Nothing was stolen,
as far as we could tell.

Mr. Eckersley had 1,000 koruna
in his front pocket.

- Plus there's about 6 grand
worth of camera equipment

and computers left behind.
- Mm-hmm.

The fact that he was shot
in the crotch would indicate

that this was
a bit more personal.

- Desktop and video camera
are both password-protected.

Let me work on it a bit.

- All right.

- I looked into the lawsuit
made by the women victimized

by Eckersley and Dobbins.

In the lawsuit is the owner
of an internet porn tube site

that continued to post
the videos of the women.

The owner of this site
had repeated business dealings

with Eckersley and Dobbins,
but the main problem is,

we can't get the videos
taken down

because the site is not based
in the United States.

- Let me guess,
it's based here in Prague.

- Correct.
Antek Kral, proprietor.

- Hmm.

[camera shutter clicks]

So we're gonna
go speak with him.

Would you like to come, or--

- You do what is needed.
Just report back.

- I love hearing that.

- American fist bump.
[Forrester chuckles]

- Let's go.

- Relax.

- Take a walk.

Antek Kral.

FBI.

- [speaking Czech]
- [chuckles]

- No.

We had bet with guys
you show up here today.

I won.
- So you knew Lloyd Eckersley.

- Yes. Knew. Eh? Past tense.
[chuckles]

I cut off all contact
with him and Dobbins

once we all got sued.

- So Eckersley being here
in Prague shooting porn,

that's just a coincidence?

- Yes, it is.

How many people
shoot porn here?

Prague is centrally located,

great IT infrastructure,
beautiful women.

Hmm?
Plus, we are sexually liberated

after being under
Communist control for so long.

- You should work
for the Tourism Bureau.

- [laughs]
Funny. I like that.

- Mm-hmm.

You know, Eckersley
was found here,

which means Dobbins probably
isn't far away.

He's wanted.
Can't travel very easily.

And that makes me wonder
what rathole

you have him stashed in.

[tense music]

- I have no contact
with the man.

By the way, they were both--

what's the expression?

Screwed by the U.S.

Complete American
puritanical nonsense.

And those women knew
what they were signing up for

then had regrets later.

- Those women did not know
what they were signing up for.

- My job, what I do,

I see a different side
of female behavior.

A side that nice people
and hypocrites

don't want to talk about
or admit.

- Why did you continue
to post the videos

of the women on your site?

Even after the court order
and the personal appeals?

- When I install a suggestion
box in my office,

you'll be notified.

- We're giving you
an opportunity

to cooperate with us.

- [sighs]
Regarding what? Why?

You are like those
American lawyers

who tried to get after me.
[chuckles]

You have no jurisdiction here.

- [chuckles]

More than you realize,
apparently.

- [laughs]

You swaggered in here, did your
American tough-guy act.

Now we're done.

You leave.

♪

- Whoever killed Eckersley
might not

just be gunning for Dobbins.
They could be after you too.

- That's why I have these guys.

- Good luck with it.

♪

- I looked into the woman
who committed suicide.

- Kayla Clancy.
- Yeah.

Of interest, Kayla's dad,
Jim Clancy.

He's a retired cop
out of Tulsa.

- What about him?

- He flew into Prague
two days ago.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Aw, man.

- Is everything all right?

- As well as can be expected,
considered the case we got.

I'm just missing home.
Missing my family.

The time difference
sucks sometimes.

I missed my mom's birthday.
She let me hear about it.

- You got time built up
if you want to take it.

- Thanks. I might.

- Jim Clancy.

- Yes.

- Agents Forrester
and Kellett, FBI.

- What brings you to Prague?

- Vacation.
- Alone?

- That's right.

- One of the men
who was involved

in your daughter
Kayla's lawsuit,

Lloyd Eckersley,

was killed yesterday,
here in Prague.

- I don't know
anything about it.

- How long have you been
planning your trip?

- Months.

- You bought your ticket
two days ago,

five hours before
you boarded the plane.

- Jim, you've been a cop
for 25 years.

I'm sure you can see why we're
here asking about your visit.

- I suppose so.

- Someone came to Prague
to kill Eckersley,

and they also probably
want to kill Dobbins.

- And you want me to, what,

help you to stop that
from happening?

- I want you not to make
a big mistake,

if you haven't
already made one.

- [scoffs]

Eckersley and Dobbins,
they terrorized Kayla,

during and after
that video was filmed.

I spent my entire savings
on attorney fees

to bring those
two bastards to justice,

then that Czech son of a bitch

who owns the porn site
here in Prague,

who kept playing her videos?

When she committed suicide,

a box of chocolates arrived
at our house.

The note said, "Good riddance."

[somber music]

- I'm very sorry you had
to go through that.

- Yeah.
Well, I don't know anything.

But once you find out who
killed Eckersley, let me know,

so I can send
a box of chocolates.

♪

- We need to put a tail
on Jim Clancy.

You do, rather.

- If possible, please.
- For what purpose?

- It can't be a coincidence
that Clancy is here,

so we want to try and prevent
him going after Dobbins.

- If his sole target
was Eckersley,

Clancy would already be
on a plane back to Oklahoma.

- Well, after learning more
about Mr. Dobbins,

and as much as I'd like to see
him shot in the testicles

like his comrade, we can't have
another murder here in Prague.

- So can you provide
a surveillance team

to follow Clancy?

- A team?
That's a bit ambitious.

I can assign two detectives,
wearing their own clothes.

No overtime.

- We'll take it.

- Who wants some good news?
Anybody?

So on the LCD display
on Eckersley's camera,

there were fingerprint
smudge marks

of only two numbers
on the keyboard

where the password
would appear--the 4 and the 2.

We ran every four-digit
combination possible--

- Andre,
you can tell me how you got it

over a beer back in Budapest.

For now, what do you have?

- Got it. Follow me.

[suspenseful music]

- Take your clothes off.

Let's go, honey.
Take your clothes off.

- You can stop playing it.

- That's all there is,
actually.

- Good.

[door clicks open]

- We got an ID.

Her image went out
to all the local police,

and one of them knew her--
Pavlina Dudek.

I just spoke with her,
and she'll meet,

but only away from her home.

She doesn't want her family
to know

that she was about
to film a porn scene.

- All right. You two hit it.

- Cool?
- Cool.

[tense music]

♪

- Kellett.

- We appreciate you meeting
with us, Pavlina.

- I did not see who shot him.

- What did you see?

- Nothing. The door chimed.
He went to the door.

I--I couldn't see that
from the bed.

- How long had you known
Lloyd Eckersley?

- 15 minutes.

As soon as I walked in,
I knew I'd made a mistake.

I knew I was with someone
who was, um, bad.

I felt like, uh,
we have this expression--

[speaking Czech]

To pet a snake with bare feet.

- Was, uh--was this man there?

- No.

- How about him?

Did you see him outside
the studio when you got there?

- No, there was no one there
except for Adela.

- Who's Adela?

- Uh, she recruits women

for the men who film porn
in Prague.

She was in the studio with me.

- Did she go out with Eckersley
to answer the door?

- No. No.
We both heard the gunshots.

We both went and saw his body
on the floor.

We both left, quickly.

- Adela's last name?

- Will she know
that I told you about her?

- My guess is she's got
bigger problems to worry about.

- Um, Buzek.

- We're gonna need her
mobile number

and any other information
you have for her.

- Yeah.

[sighs]

Can I tell you
something terrible?

A part of me is glad
that he was killed.

Because I was prepared
to go through with it,

but now I don't have to
carry that around

for the rest of my life.

♪

- Apartment 16. Second floor.

- You go ahead.
We'll stay here.

- Adela Buzek?

Do you speak English?

- Yes.

- FBI.

You going somewhere?

- I was hoping to.

- Lloyd Eckersley.
What happened?

- I think you know
what happened.

- Okay, I'll rephrase
the question.

What do you know about
how he got killed?

- Nothing.

- Then why you trying
to leave town?

- 'Cause I don't feel safe.

But I know nothing about
who killed him or why.

- How long did you
know Eckersley?

- Three months.

- And how many girls
did you recruit for him?

- 20, 25.

But I never had a problem
with them.

They always paid cash.

- Who's they?

- The other American.

- Him?

- Yes. Him.

- Where can we find him?

- I'll tell you.

- Thank you.
- For 12,000 koruna.

- What?

- That's my finder's fee
for girls.

That's my finder's fee
for creepy Americans.

[tense music]

♪

- Heavily secured.
- Hope he's home.

If he watches us remotely,
he's gonzo.

[bangs on door]
- Fred Dobbins!

♪

[engine revs]

- Watch out!

Seatbelt.

[grunts]

♪

- All right.
- Get on your knees!

♪

Agent Forrester, FBI.

- God, seriously?
- Move your ass.

- Who killed your buddy Lloyd?

Did you?

Hey, I'm talking to you.

- There's nothing in it for me
to cooperate with you.

I'm heading back
in a plane in leg irons.

When I get back stateside,
I'll run it by my attorney,

and if it's beneficial to me,
maybe I'll talk.

Until then, the only thing
I'm gonna tell you

is to make sure it's a
vegetarian meal on the flight.

- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, you're right,
you are headed back.

But it can either be
in our custody the whole time,

or the plane could stop over
in New York first.

We'll have a little
paperwork snafu,

and then you'll be transferred

to the Metropolitan
Correction Center

for a few months while we get
all that paperwork sorted out.

I'm not sure what
your gang affiliation is.

But hopefully
it's in good standing,

because the MCC,
let me tell you,

it's a pretty
inhospitable place.

- All right, all right,
you made your point.

I don't know who killed Lloyd.
All I know is I didn't.

- You receive any threats
recently?

- I get threats all day long
after I got railroaded.

These women knew exactly
what they--

- We are not here
to retry your case.

- Jim Clancy.
He ever made any threats?

- My God, this guy.

"You drove my daughter
to suicide."

Like hell I did.

I know a willing
sexual participant

when I'm in bed with one,
and believe me,

she was ready to party.

- Answer the question,

and leave your self-serving
pissant fantasies to yourself.

Do you understand?

[tense music]

♪

- I'll ask you again.

Did he make any threats?

- Not really.

It was his other daughter
that did, though.

- Other daughter?
- Yeah. Ella.

"When the bullet comes,
it will come from the front.

'Cause I want you to know
who pulled the trigger."

[chuckles]
She'd post stuff like that.

Like I said,
I get a lot of threats.

People think I'm some kind
of monster or something.

[chuckles]

♪

- Ella Clancy, 20.
Lives in Tulsa.

Social media was
pretty standard for a teenager.

All of her friends
and classmates.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Then her posts took a turn
after her sister died.

There are a few memorial-themed
posts of her and Kayla.

Lots of inspirational quotes,
mostly about grieving and loss.

Then this from six months ago.

Caption reads
"Practice makes perfect."

Last post was two weeks ago.

"Backpacking through Europe."
This was taken in Madrid.

- [sniffles] I'm here in Spain
with all of this beauty

around me,
but it doesn't mean anything

because Kayla's not here
to enjoy it with me.

And those men who are
responsible for her death

are still out there living
their disgusting lives.

But they'll get theirs.

They'll get theirs.

- Passport control has Ella
entering Prague from Poland

by train four days ago.

- The two Prague cops
who were tailing Jim Clancy--

anything from them?

- As of a half-hour ago,

they have him
in his hotel lobby,

pacing and making phone calls.

- Let's go!

[dramatic music]

♪

- Jim.
We know Ella's in Prague.

What the hell is going on?
- Well, have you seen her?

Have you talked to her?
- Have you?

- No, but, uh--

let me figure this out.
I can figure this out.

- Take a seat.

[solemn music]

♪

- Jim, tell us what's going on.
We can help.

We are law enforcement,
just like you were.

And the more time you spend
trying to do that,

it puts Ella in danger.

Please.

Let us help you, help Ella.

- I don't know where she is.
- But she's here in Prague.

- Have you heard from her?

- Found out four days ago
she was headed here.

She somehow found out
that Eckersley

might still be filming videos
again.

- When did you speak with her?
- Yesterday.

But her phone has been off
since then, and I can't--

- When she called,
what did she say?

- Same thing she's been saying
since Kayla died.

That those three men were
responsible for Kayla's death

and that they needed
to pay for it.

[exhales]
- It's okay.

- I can't lose
both my daughters.

♪

- All right,
if Ella's still in Prague,

she's probably after her
third target, Antek Kral.

He's the owner of the site
that posted Kayla's videos.

- His offices are
in that gray building.

- Does everyone have
Ella's photo?

- Yep.

- All right. Fan out.
Head on a swivel.

[tense music]

♪

- There's Antek.

[phone ringing]

Hey, Mom. Everything all right?

- I just called to say

that I didn't like how
our last conversation ended.

This coming Friday is a
difficult anniversary for us.

It always will be,
and we can't change that.

- I gotta go, Mom.

♪

[soft sobbing]

- Ella?
- Yes.

- I'm Agent Jamie Kellett, FBI.

What's in the bag?

- Nothing.

- Jamie. Jamie.

- Well if there's nothing
in your bag,

then toss it behind
those garbage cans.

- What?
- Jamie.

- Now.

♪

- Ella.
- Yeah.

- What do we got?
- Nothing yet.

I need to speak to her dad.

♪

- Does she need to be cuffed?

- No, just have someone
keep an eye on her.

And when her dad is brought in,

make sure they don't
see each other.

- Of course.

[pensive music]

♪

- What's going on?

- Just sit tight
and don't talk to anyone.

- She confess?
- No.

- But what's your gut tell you?

- I don't know yet.

- So what's the plan?

- Take a run at the dad?

- And if he denies
any involvement?

- Then we get on a plane

and let the local
police deal with it.

We got Dobbins.

That was ultimately
our priority here.

- Jim Clancy is here.
Interview room.

- Let's do it.

- Let me take this alone.

- Why?
- Build a rapport.

[suspenseful music]

If it doesn't go anywhere,

I'll have you come in
and close.

- Okay.

♪

- So Jim, we have Ella.

- Is she okay?
- Yes.

She's just a little scared.

- I want to talk to her,
please.

- Not yet.

You were a cop for 25 years.
You know how it works.

We know that one of you two

was most likely behind
Eckersley's death.

- I want to see my daughter.
- Don't talk right now.

Just listen to me.

We can go through all the
trouble of an investigation

unless the person
behind it steps forward

and admits that they did it,
at which point we'd be done.

So if it was you and not Ella,

now would be
a really good time--

- I did it.

I shot Eckersley.

- Okay.

Did you go to his studio
on Nerudova Street

with the intention
of killing him?

- No--I went there
to talk to him.

- And what happened
when he opened the door?

- I--I saw him and...
[sighs]

I wanted him to know
how much he'd hurt our family

and how he drove Kayla
to take her own life.

- Okay.

Did he see your gun
and lunge for it, or...?

- He lunged for it,
and the gun, it just went off.

- Both times? Both shots?

- Yes.

Yes, because
after the first shot,

I was just fighting
for my life,

and he said,
"I'm going to kill you."

- Why did you bring a gun
with you that day?

- Eckersley had made threats
against our family.

He was a wanted fugitive
and a felon,

and I felt like I needed
to protect myself

in case he got desperate.

- Did Ella know you were there
or have any knowledge

that you were going
to talk to Eckersley?

- No.

- So she was in Prague
for other reasons?

- Yes. For travel.

- Did you confess
to her afterwards

as to what happened
with Eckersley?

- No.

I didn't speak a word to her.

[sighs] And I--
I feel great remorse.

[sentimental music]

[sighs]

- She handed that to him.

♪

- Thank you, Marta.
I really appreciate it.

They recommend manslaughter
charges for Clancy.

As far as Dobbins, he is ours.
They just want the homicide.

- How long will Clancy get?
- Two years, maybe less.

Detective Novak assured me
that the judge

will be made aware of the
circumstances regarding Kayla.

- Clancy asked to see Ella
before he's processed?

- Yes--they are aware,
and they agreed.

Anything else need to be
tied up?

- We're good.

- Good.

They're very happy
with the outcome

and appreciate our cooperation.

- Raines has an update
on Eckersley's desktop.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- All right, I finally got
into Eckersley's hard drive.

The sites he was still
posting on are often hosted

on the Tor dark web.

The key is to locate the server
or the server farm

the host site is located on,
and--

- Andre.
[sighs]

- Upshot is, we were able
to clear all of Kayla's content

and the content
of the other women

who sued Eckersley and Dobbins.

- Seriously?
- Zapped.

And I found potential
evidence of money laundering

between the two porn dudes
and Antek Kral.

I referred it to Detective
Novak for prosecution.

- And icing on the cake!
Raines, you're killing it.

- But there are no guarantees
the videos won't resurface

at some point somewhere else.

It's the internet.
It's like trying to grab smoke.

- Still, great job.

- They're ready for Ella
to see her dad.

[somber music]

♪

- Hey. Sweetheart.

- It's all right.

[Ella sobs]

Can you give them a minute?

[Ella sobbing]

- [whispering]
Baby, it's okay.

♪

- I wonder what
he's telling her.

- How much he loves her,
probably.

- Hey! Hey!

Hey, I don't want
to go with these people!

- Mr. Dobbins, we have
an extradition treaty

with the U.S.
for American citizens.

- Well, I'm formally,
officially asking you

and your country for asylum.
- Asylum?

Is that an energy drink?

He's all yours.

- Move! Come on.

- Hey.

You know, I've seen people
who work overseas

lose their bearings.

I almost did.

Near the end of the UC gig
in Naples.

So just...
[sighs]

Make sure you keep
your compass aligned.

- We cleared the murder
and apprehended Dobbins.

I'd say that's
a pretty good day.

- I said what I said.

[tense music]

- I think I'm gonna take
a couple days.

Like we talked about.

- You gonna go home?
- No.

I'm gonna stay here in Prague.

See the sights.

- Okay.

Jamie.

Is there anything
you want to tell me?

- No.

But thanks.

♪

So what's next?

- Norway.
We have cousins there.

Kayla always wanted
to go visit.

That's what she was trying
to earn money for.

[sentimental music]

I have some of her ashes
with me.

- You better hurry if you're
gonna catch your bus.

- Do you have a sister?

- I did.

Go live your life.

The one that Kayla and your dad
would want for you.

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[wolf howls]