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Jack: Over 68 million Americans

leave the safety of our
borders every year.

If danger strikes,

the FBI's international response team

is called into action.

♪

[Singing]

♪

♪

[Laughs]

I bet you didn't know I
could samba like that.

With you, nothing surprises me.

Oh, crap!

We need to post!

What? No!

Relax. We're on our honeymoon.

We're not at a photoshoot.

But all our adoring fans

and jealous friends await us.

- Ah, well, then.
- [Laughs]

- Hm.
- Yeah.

Wait, wait. Let me see it.

Oh, it's fine.

There's your fine and
then there's mine.

It's good.

You mean you look good.

- That's exactly what I mean.
- Yeah.

[Contented sigh]

- [Giggle]
- There.

Let's get outta here.

Come on.

Whoo!

♪ You ready for a party? (Yeah) ♪

♪ You ready for...?

I still can't believe we did it.

I've got the pictures, a wedding ring,

and a marriage certificate to prove it,

so don't get any crazy ideas.

I love you, Johnny.

I love you too, baby.

When we get back to the hotel,

I'm gonna show you how much.

Oh.

That's gonna have to wait.

What? Holding out already?

I thought we had a few
years before that started.

- [Laughs]
- No, silly.

I have a surprise for you.

But we have plans back at the hotel.

Okay, I know being spontaneous

takes you out of your comfort zone,

but trust me, you're gonna like this.

Okay. Turn down here.

Keep going.

[Suspenseful music plays]

What's goin' on?

I have no idea.

They're right on our...

- why are they following us?
- I don't know!

Just... just don't stop.

[Horn blares]

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

[Laughs]

[Laughs]

Oh, God.

I'll take a cup of paranoia, please.

I know. We're so ridiculous.

I mean...

Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!

[Melancholy tune plays]

Josie, we'll revisit
this in a few years.

You got to trust me on this one.

[Ring]

[Suspenseful music plays]

Hey, boss.

Hey.

Everything all right?

Yeah. Josie got accepted to USC.

Congratulations.

Yeah, yeah. It's a great school.

I'm just not sure that she's ready

to move that far away from home.

She's not ready or you're not ready?

Okay, Simmons,

enough sharing the new
crunch tips you learned.

It's good to see some
things never change.

Except, you seem to be packing

a bigger gun, this time around.

Well, it's been a long time
since I shot anything.

I figure the bigger it is,

the better chance I have
at hitting something.

Aloha.

Okay, let's download everyone, Monty.

Okay. American newlyweds John Davis,

a software developer;

and Susie Davis, a jewelry maker,

are missing in San Pedro, Belize.

They were last seen at a local
watering hole named Serranos,

where, I hear, the cow-foot
soup is to die for.

Bride's father grew suspicious

when the couple suddenly stopped
posting on social media

or wouldn't answer his calls.

So he called the hotel

and found out they got
a hotel service car,

a red jeep, 2 days ago,
and never returned it.

They assumed that they they
drove to the other side

of the island and
eventually would come back.

His next call was to the U.S. consulate.

Where, it turns out, our
newlyweds registered

as soon as they arrived.

Who registers with the consulate?

Hmm. Somebody efficient, organized.

Speaking of, I just checked
their credit cards

and it seems that they've been inactive

ever since they left
Serranos 36 hours ago.

Unfortunately, the
kidnapping of foreigners

by drug cartels in central America

and neighboring Mexico
has become commonplace.

Except, there's been no ransom demand.

Monty, check with local P.D.

See if any other tourists
have gone missing in Belize

- over the last few years.
- You got it.

On a rural road at night?
You think maybe

they saw something they shouldn't have?

Then they're definitely in trouble.

And they need our help.

[Suspenseful music plays]

♪

♪

[Sobbing]

- [Thwack]
- [Gasp]

[Thwack]

- Synced and corrected by MasterCookie -
- www.addic7ed.com -

Jack: An old Belizean
Creole proverb tells us

"all journeys have secret destinations

of which the traveler is unaware."

[Cawing]

♪

♪

So we don't have an
embassy in San Pedro.

We'll check in with the consulate

and get clearance for all
our weapons and vehicles.

Simmons: Copy that.

♪

Mae, I want you to meet with the RSO

to get a feel for the situation

- on the ground there.
- Way ahead of you, boss.

I already traded emails with
the Regional Security Officer,

who gave me the lay of the land
and said that there have been

- no recent abductions.
- Simmons,

have you had a chance to run

a topographic profile yet?

Yep, roger that.

The terrain they were last
seen in changes very quickly

from paved roads to rainforest jungles.

And anything this beautiful
has to be dangerous.

Funny, that is what my
Tinder profile says.

[Chuckle]

Even though Belize borders with Mexico,

it has much more in common
with the Caribbean.

That's why they all speak Creole.

Exactly. It's a pidgin language

derived mainly from English,
but includes Spanish

and West African languages

like Bantu and Akan.

Let me guess. You speak that, too.

[Speaking Creole]

[Laughs]

What?

I so would've hated you in high school.

[Laughter]

Jack, it's good to see you again.

You too...

how's the family doing?

Getting too big, too fast.

Oh, I know it all too well.
Thanks for having us.

Well, much like last time
you were working here,

wish it was under better circumstances.

Well, let's see what we can
do about changing that.

We ran a preliminary investigation.

We spoke to witnesses at Serranos,

followed the road that they drove on,

but weren't able to find them,

or anything criminal in nature.

So your team has concluded

there was no crime committed here?

Well, there's always the possibility

of a crime having taken place,

but, with our small police force,

limited resources, we have done

everything we could
within our capabilities.

Well, you mind if we
kick the tires on this?

Of course not.

Just try not to scare away
too many of the tourists.

Jack.

Monty's on the batphone.

I got your notes on the RSO,

saying there've been no recent
tourist kidnappings in Belize.

My search is showing the same
thing, going 5 years back.

Monty, throw out a wire
net with Interpol.

- See what comes back.
- You've got it, boss.

What else can you tell
us about our lovebirds?

They've got quite the
social media footprint:

Facebook, Twitter, sweet source page.

- Simmons: Sweet source?
- Crowdbased fundraiser,

so that couples who are
financially challenged

can help to raise money for
their dream honeymoons.

So they weren't targeted
for their money.

They certainly do look
very much in love.

Having a blast. Miss you.

Thank you!

It's well-planned, detailed.

Yeah, by giving away
locations and times,

they're making it easier
for them to be tracked.

So the unsub could've
stalked them via posts,

saw them more up close and personal,

and then followed them that night.

Monty, see if anyone local

was checking out our
honeymooners' site.

I already parsed the access logs,

to identify any site visitors

with source routing that
originated in Belize.

Now, I'm just filtering
traffic, looking for packets

that traveled through the Latin American

or Caribbean Internet exchanges,

but nothing's popping up.

Well, if we go by their set itinerary,

they were supposed to
come back to the hotel

for a romantic candlelit dinner,

but never made it.

Clara, Mae, pay a visit to the hotel

and see if you find any leads.

Simmons, go to the road near Serranos

and see if anything pops out at ya.

I'm Randall Cowen.

I-I just flew in.

My daughter's S-Susie
Davis, the missing bride.

I'm Jack Garrett, FBI.

Why don't we step outside here?

Sorry to make you wait.

I'm Agent Russ Montgomery

with the FBI's international
response team.

I'm Steven Davis. This
is my wife, Mary.

What's going on?

We spoke to Susie's father, Randall.

He said that they got into some kind of

trouble on their honeymoon?

Unfortunately, yes, but we
have boots on the ground

and we're knee-deep in an investigation.

What happened?

We're not completely sure, yet,

but we do know that they're missing.

We're doing the best that we can,

so let's try to stay positive.

Mr. Cowen, I'm a father also,

so I can imagine how
difficult this must be.

Rest assured, we're on top of it.

I appreciate that, Agent.

So, anything you can tell me,

at all, about John and Susie?

Any troubles?

Not that I know of.

They seem very much in love.

Is there any tension between
you and your daughter?

No, no. Why do you ask?

Well, you seem to be a man of means,

but your daughter had to raise
money for her own honeymoon.

When my wife died, Susie
was all I had left.

What I saw as protection,
she saw as smothering.

So, when she turned 18, she decided

to march to the beat of her down drum,

and with that came
financial independence.

One day, you're coming home

and they're yelling "Daddy"

and jumping into your arms and,

before you know it, it stops.

Anything else?

Susie's a spark plug.
If she's in trouble,

she'll fight to the end.

Please stay by your phone.

We'll let you know
anything as soon as we do.

Thank you.

At least she's a fighter.

That's not good.

Fighters can end up dead quickly,

depending on who's holding them.

He-e-e-lp!

Please!

Someone, anyone, please, help!

Susie?

Susie, you there?

John?

John, are you okay?

I'm in a lot of pain.

Okay. Okay, we have to get out of here.

Can you see anything? A door?

Some way out?

No.

[Eerie music plays]

[Footstep]

John.

John.

John, look out!

Aaaaah!

Oh!

Aaaaah-aah-aah!

Aaaahhh!!!

We're gonna need full access
to your security footage.

That way, we can review
or interview any guests

they may have spoke to.

These people are on vacation.

We understand that, ma'am.

But their lives might be in danger,

so any information that
we have can help out.

I'll have security get
you what you need.

This way.

Makin' friends everywhere we go.

Thank you.

- You take the left?
- Yep.

I told you, while you were gone,

that I almost got married, right?

No.

Yeah.

I met this guy and we just really,

really fell hard for each other and...

Decided to take the plunge.

Then, I had to choose between
him and the job, so,

I chose good-old J Edgar.

Mae, if your fiancé made you choose,

he wasn't the right guy,
in the first place.

Well, he didn't make me choose,

but he would've,

so I just decided to
rip the band-aid off

and spare us both the inevitable.

So, wait, it was your decision, not his?

I don't wanna talk about it anymore.

I'm sorry. That's none of my business.

Well, the husband's side of the room

would've made Felix unger proud.

Yeah, well, the wife's
side looks like Chernobyl.

So the husband is organized.

He set the itinerary.

[Suspenseful music plays]

They were planning a romantic,

candlelit dinner on the hotel beach.

If John was so very detailed,

what threw them off course?

- Abduction?
- Maybe.

Or Susie.

Just look at the way she packed.

Looks like she was ready for anything.

Or she's a hot mess.

Trust me, there's something
to all this madness.

She's spur of the moment.

She's spontaneous and she
could've changed the plans.

Let's give Monty a call.

[Beeping]

Hello, angels.

I was just about to drop you a line.

I just spoke to John's parents,

who said that he and the missus
were complete opposites.

- He was...
- Neat and she was a slob?

They said it more eloquently
than that, but yes.

Any luck on Susie's emails, texts,

and/or search engines, por favor?

First off, there's nothing
normal about Susie.

Her search engine is like a
Jackson Pollock painting:

Fashion, gluten-free
recipes, waxing secrets,

"which 'survivor' contestant are you?"

All of these searches

are things you can get or have for free.

It just reiterates that they
didn't have very much money.

Look, I know you said their credit cards

went dead 36 hours ago,

but what about any
charges out of the norm

before they went to Belize?

Ah, there's some small
purchases, here and there,

some nickel-and-dime stuff
for food and water,

but there is one that's a
little bit more expensive,

from a place called Supernova.

What is that?

It's an online company where
you can purchase a star.

Oh, yeah. I've heard of that.

You can give them as gifts

or name them after loved ones.

It was a honeymoon gift.

According to his social media page,

his love is for astronomy.

He is the president of his local

amateur astronomers' association.

Nerd city.

Which I am a proud member of.

Well, if the shoe fits.

Monty, did Susie buy John a telescope?

Yeah, I was about to get to that:

Top-of-the-line, from a local
store near their home.

Susie was gonna surprise
John with a star.

Monty, I want you to find the best place

for stargazing in Belize
and let Simmons know.

My guess is that's where
they were last heading

before they went off the grid.

Simmons, this is your
conscience speaking.

I'm sure glad my
conscience is a genius.

You know, there's seven
levels of intelligence

and three types of genius?

Lucky for you, I'm all of the above.

Brag much?

Only to my friends, and girls I meet

- at Applebee's happy hour.
- Ooh, lowhanging fruit.

Hey, I work 14 hours a day and
live with my grandmother.

Fair enough. What do you got for me?

Looks like our honeymooners
were going stargazing.

That seems to be everywhere.
Just look up.

True that, but people
from all walks of life

come to stargaze at Belize's
world-renowned Coral Atolls.

I'll put that on the bucket list.

To get there, they would've
had to travel by boat

by leaving from Banyan
Bay, which means that

they would've turned
right in a 1/2-mile.

[Eerie music plays]

I think I may have found where
our couple went offroading.

Our vics were driving
a red jeep, right?

Yes, sir. It was a part of
their honeymoon package.

Hey!

In pursuit!

Of what?

[Suspenseful music plays]

The evidence.

♪

[Horns blare]

Pull over!

[Tires screech]

FBI! Don't move!

Yu mi waan to teif mi cah.

Monty, give the team my coordinates.

I'm gonna need Clara for this.

He's speaking Creole.

[Speaking Creole]

So, people from the island,

they call him and tell
him where the junk is.

He goes, he picks it up,
sells it as scrap metal.

- He was just doing his job.
- So why'd he run?

Why?

'Cause I no know you.
Yu waan teif mi cah.

He speaks English.

Yes. Creole is based in English.

Man, that is a hell of a dent.

What kind of car rail would cause that?

None.

This dent was made by a battering ram

mounted on a bumper, to inflict impact

without taking any in return.

And it was hit in the passenger side,

- so they never saw it coming.
- It's a classic blitz attack.

It's not intended to kill, but
to push them off the road.

The method of attack is significant.

These people were taken.

Might already be dead.

Unless we have a body,

we have to assume they're still alive.

Aah! Aah! Aah!

[Eerie music plays]

[Creak]

[Chain rattles]

[Creak]

- Move!
- No!

- Move!
- Aah!

I'm not seeing any signs of deception.

He's making clear eye contact.

He's using an active voice.

He's not equivocating
or self-minimizing.

And his record is clean,

so he's bein' straight with us.

How do people let you know

about junk around the island?

Somebody call. I go in...

he says somebody calls him,

just like the man who
told him about the jeep.

Do you know this man?

No, the man just come in Di shop...

the man came into his shop,
told him that he was

on his way to go fishing.

Stop an tell mi he see Di jeep.

And saw a jeep just off the road,

down in the ravine.

What'd he look like?

[Speaking Creole]

He wore sunglasses and a baseball hat,

so he didn't get a great
look at his face.

[Speaking Creole]

And he was tan and spoke Creole,
so he was definitely local.

[Speaking Creole]

[Speaking Creole]

I asked him if there was anything else

that he saw, out of the ordinary,

and he said that he knows fishing

and that man was no fisherman.

So he gets the tow truck driver

to clean up his mess for him

and then contaminate any
evidence in the process.

He wasn't fishing.

No.

He was trying to get rid
of something in the bay.

Or someone.

Tillet, how about we go fishing?

[Suspenseful music plays]

Your hunch was right.

Our officers found a
bloated body in the bay

about a kilometer from shore.

Looks like it was in the
water a short time.

Is it the husband?

Most of him.

His hands and feet are missing.

Why is this tent in the
middle of the beach?

The guests are seeing this.

It's causing concerns.

It's not our intention,

but this is the scene of a crime.

And, since San Pedro
doesn't have a morgue,

we're gonna have to
do an onsite autopsy.

Did you say autopsy?

What are you thinking, Clara?

You know, removing the hands and feet

are usually used as either
a form of punishment

for a crime, such as thievery,

or as a method of torture.
I mean, sometimes they...

[suspenseful music plays]

Male, 25 to 30.

Unsub knows his way around a blade.

They are not surgical,
but they are clean.

Marks on the neck,

torso, and ankles show that the victim

was weighted down in the water,

probably by fishing line.

Open his shirt.

Where is his heart?

The missing heart, along
with the hands and feet,

point to this being an
ancient Mayan ritual.

Which tracks, since Belize

was ground zero for Mayan culture.

Right, but he is not just
cutting them off and out.

He's actually eating them.

It's an act of dominance.

Eating the heart is an effort to absorb

the victim's strength,
while the hands and feet

represent the most extreme
ends of the body,

thus encapsulating the whole being.

Knife marks, clean cuts, no hesitations.

So he weighted down the
body with weights,

but, somehow, John got loose.

Low tide.

Slack water got pulled
back out of the ocean

and a current could've
shaken our DB loose

from his watery grave.

Appears he's a mission-oriented,
anger-excitation killer.

He targeted the Davises,
with the intention

to ritualistically kill the husband.

Which is in step with the Mayan rules

of engagement with other warriors.

His need to remove the hands and feet

is all part of a premeditated delusion.

He's sadistic, fueled by fantasies.

And, in modeling himself
after a traditional

Mayan warrior, the unsub
is building confidence

and adding credence to his fantasy.

Which, in itself, is a form
of association and detachment

that allows him to justify his actions.

His social skills, like
with the tow-truck driver,

suggest that he could be
living a normal life,

probably be employed, mid-30s.

Well, why cut his heart out,
then put his shirt back on?

Dressing can be a form of remorse.

But then, that contradicts the
brutality in which he kills.

Which then speaks to
it being a compulsion

or part of his ritual.

The weighting and the
dumping of the body

could be a forensic countermeasure?

It suggests that he's done this before.

Mae: So, potentially, there are
more victims in the water.

We need to drag the bay, asap.

I'm sorry, Jack, I don't have
those kind of resources.

Well, I do actually.
I have an old military buddy

who opened a dive shop down here.
I'll give him a call.

I forgot. You always have a guy.

[Laughter]

[Suspenseful music plays]

Autopsy notes on two male
skeletons pulled out of the bay,

both missing hands and feet.

I'm all ears.

Monty, how's that security
footage from the hotel going?

Nothing yet, but I'm still
looking through it.

It's a couple weeks' worth
of security footage.

Copy.

I've told so many people that
they've lost loved ones.

It never gets any easier.

And, Monty, it never will.

But you help more than you know.

[Melancholy tune plays]

I'm so sorry.

[Sobbing]

Yes, of course. I'm with you.

Is that my little girl?

Sir, everyone behind
the yellow tape here.

Mr. Cowen.

She in there?

It's Johnny, not Susie.

Oh, God.

Is she dead, too?

We don't know yet.

But she could be?

What if I never see her again?

You can't think like that.

Okay, my buddies over at Interpol

finally got back to me.

We ran the DNA on the two skeletons

that were just dragged out
of the bay and we got a hit.

Both were males, however, we
were able to identify one

as Anuk Michelson, 35, Dutch.

Last known photo was taken a week

before he and his new wife,
Monica, disappeared.

Local authorities said,
after renting a car,

they took off on a day
trip and never returned.

I remember this.

About a year ago, Anuk's parents

wanted their son to be pronounced dead

so they could claim
the insurance policy.

The insurance company
performed an investigation

and concluded there was
no proof of foul play

or that Anuk and his
wife were deceased.

They theorized that Anuk and
his new bride skipped town

to avoid their growing debt.

We accepted the insurance
company's findings.

No body, no crime.

Clara, anything come
from the interviews?

All of the hotel guests
and employees were clean,

or at least had solid alibis.

So, both missing couples
were honeymooners.

Monty, look into anything else
that's happened in that bay

over the last few years.

You got it.

[Buzzing]

- [Bird tweets]
- [Eerie music plays]

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

[Gasping]

What's going on here?

What are you doing to me?

Why am I wearing a wedding dress?

Because

we will be married.

What?

What are you talking about?

You should want to marry me.

I am strong.

I will protect you.

[Liquid bubbles]

What did you do to John?

Oh, my God.

The unsub is killing and
consuming part of the males,

but keeping the females alive,

thus absorbing their
strength and their property,

which was a common warrior practice.

Property?

Historically, women were considered

legal possessions that
men could leverage

for a variety of reasons.

[Suspenseful music plays]

[Sobbing]

Mae: Three dead bodies, all males,

so why does the unsub feel the need

to keep reasserting his dominance?

Jack: His M.O. is so specific,

it's doubtful he killed the
women in a different way.

Simmons: Which means they're
probably still alive.

[Child speaking]

[Cartoon sound effects on television]

[Gasp]

So what if he's taking
the dead men's women

as his wives?

So our unsub is not only a cannibal,

but also a polygamist?

Mayans were monogamous.

The only practicing polygamists
in the area were Aztecs.

So this ritual is Aztec, not Mayan?

But Aztecs were Mexican?

Right.

So we're looking for a Mestizo
who's good with a blade

and had access to all of our victims.

[Voice on television]

[Child speaking Creole]

Papa!

Honey!

Why this whole Aztec thing?

Why does that speak to him?

Regressing to a culture
where men were conquerors

has allowed him to find
his place in this world.

I want you to meet someone special.

This is Susie.

She will be another mommy.

[Eerie music plays]

I reached out to my friends
at a webpage called

The global missing peoples network.

Denise Brown of Toronto posted

about her daughter Trish Brown's

mysterious disappearance
3 years ago in Belize,

where she met a boy named Colin
Jackson on a cruise ship

- and they eloped.
- Where were they last seen?

At the San Pedro courthouse.

Here's the last photo they took.

You remember this, Tillet?

We didn't handle that.

Yeah, because Trish and Colin
came in on a cruise ship,

it fell under maritime law,

so the Belize Police
Department didn't investigate.

Ship security botched the investigation

and eventually filed it
with Canadian Interpol

as a cold case.

So we believe this third body

could possibly belong to Colin Jackson?

Same height;

estimated weight, based
off bone density;

makes it more than likely that it is.

Now, Trish and Colin

borrowed Denise's credit
card so they could

rent a car for the day,
to see the island.

Two out of our three
couples rented cars.

The other was a hotel
assigned guest car.

Simmons, get on the horn.

Find out where that
hotel gets their cars.

Now, I cross-referenced all the
dates that our three couples

either went off the grid
or were declared missing,

and they all seem to fall

within the first few weeks of October.

Focus on traumatic events

occurring in the first part of October.

Combine that with information
you find out on the bay.

Let's shake something out of this tree.

- What have you got?
- Okay,

I uncovered an event from 3 years ago.

A car accident took place near the bay,

same location the dead
bodies were dumped.

- Go on.
- A tourist couple in Belize

on their honeymoon killed a
local woman, Rosa Kiaten,

when they hit her car
directly into the bay.

Her body was recovered by her husband,

Antonio, a local butcher.

If this is the unsub's wife,

it explains why he's
so good with a blade.

But this happened on April
21st, not in October.

The death could be a stressor,
the foundation of his mania,

but it could be something
else that triggers him.

The Aztecs have an elaborate calendar

full of numerous festivals
and ceremonies.

October 13th is the day of the jaguar.

Aztecs believed that it was
a good day to do battle.

Monty, we need an address
for Antonio, asap.

Got it. Antonio and his wife

shared a place above the
family butcher shop.

He's attacking tourists with a car,

like the one that killed his wife.

"You took my beloved.

Now, I take yours."

It's Mano a Mano.

His actions are demonstrating
extreme arrogance

and a sense of entitlement.

Not just entitlement.

In devouring the flesh of his enemies,

Aztec warriors were
embodying their gods.

So, by eating people,

the Aztec warrior becomes a god.

- [Beep]
- Sorry, everyone,

but I'm going to need to reroute you.

Antonio closed the butcher business

soon after his wife's death and moved.

I'm checking tax records
to see where to.

Simmons: Okay.

The hotel rental car and both
of the other rentals came

from San Pedro car rental.

And guess what.

Tax documents say Antonio
started working there

3 years ago.

And rental car companies are
independent contractors.

They're not hotel employees.

That's why we never interviewed him.

But, working a car rental window

explains how he had access
to all the couples.

And how he knew when to attack at
their most vulnerable moment,

because he could GPS
their every movement.

[Suspenseful music plays]

[Crickets chirp]

♪

[Snarl]

[Barking]

Ino!

[Barking continues]

[Barking]

Time for us to all go to a better place.

Antonio: Señoras.

_

- [Gasp]
- Freeze! FBI!

[Splash]

♪

There's no need to do this.

We can keep your family safe.

Only I can protect my family.

You think that, by controlling women,

that, somehow, makes you more of a man?

Real men don't hurt their families.

They love them. They protect them.

You're not a man.

- You're just a coward.
- Shut up!

You're weak.

- [Suspenseful music climbs]
- You are weak.

No.

I am strong.

I am a god.

You're not a god.

A god could've saved your wife, Rosa!

You're just a fraud!

You're a fake! You're a failure!

No!

- [Thud]
- Uh.

[Melancholy tune plays]

They're still alive.

We need a paramedic.

[Crickets chirp]

- Oh, sweetheart.
- Daddy. [Sobbing]

She okay?

Um, beyond the obvious trauma,

she's dehydrated, but, she'll make it.

The other two women?

They'll physically be okay, but,

Stockholm syndrome survivors

tend to have mixed results.

I'm sorry that it got weird between us

in the hotel room.

No, I-I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for being so judgmental.

It's not judgmental if it's true.

It's just that, what we
do, it's so dangerous

and scary, and it's made me afraid

of any kind of commitment and I just

- don't wanna make someone...
- Like me?

That's not what I meant.

Okay, I would be a liar if I said that

it hadn't crossed my mind.

Look, Mae,

losing Brad, it hurt. It hurt like hell.

But what would've hurt even more?

Never having been with him.

No, when you love someone,

you love 'em unconditionally.

They know the risk.

[Melancholy tune plays]

♪

That was one for the playbooks.

Just glad you're a good shot.

[Chuckle]

I couldn't help but think
about my daughters.

The look in that little girl's face.

Well, being able to
relate to those moments

is what makes you a good agent.

Maybe so, but as a parent,

it scares the hell outta me.

I just wanna protect 'em forever.

Randall: I love you, Susie.

[Sobbing]

- I'll be right back.
- Yeah.

Hi, honey. It's Dad.

I'm in Belize.

I was just...

I was just thinking about you and us

and school and...

I can't wait to visit you at USC.

[Chuckle]

I love you, too.

What am I doing now?

Coming home.