All language subtitles for Blindspot 510

(giggling)

Yeah, see?

That's all I needed.

Mommy's waiting for you.

But there's one thing
that I gotta go and do,
okay, Bethany?

But I'll be home soon,
I promise.
Okay.

Hurry.

I will.

I love you.

(clears throat)
Let's go.

(keypad beeps)

(door opens)

Hey, she okay?

I think so.

Are you?

I will be as soon
as we have our lives back.

So, Afreen, who's
in charge around here?

Well, that's kind
of the thing.

Without Director Weitz,
there's really no protocol
for what's happened here.

And the power structure
that Madeline put in place
has completely collapsed.

The President's about to
appoint a new Interim Director.

Someone who has
no connection to her.

Who is it?

(Patterson)
Arla Grigoryan, former
Deputy Attorney General.

She's flying in, we're all
supposed to sit tight.

Yeah, but in the meanwhile,
Ivy's still out there.

And so are the Dabbur Zann.

And we need to assume
that they're still
planning an attack.

(Afreen)
And I could really
use your help locating

all those ZIP canisters before
they detonate them

and erase thousands
of people's memories.

Afreen, can we please
have a minute?

Yeah, of course.

I don't know about you guys,

but I am not not just gonna
sit around here knowing

Ivy's still out there
with all those ZIP bombs.

There's too many
lives at stake.

We've come this far.
I say we finish it.

Sorry, just before anyone
else says anything heroic,.

may I remind you that we're
still wanted criminals.

We escaped custody
and orchestrated a mutiny
in a federal building.

To take down Madeline.
Yes, but people died.

So, we're not
exactly in the clear yet.

I know everyone has this big
idea that we're gonna

magically get
our lives back somehow.

Finding Ivy and the ZIP
is our best shot
at being reinstated.

How does that gonna take?

What if it never happens?

Best case scenario,
we get fired.

Worst case?

I've been there before,
and I don't exactly
plan to go back.

I say we pull the ripcord.

What ripcord?

Boston has passports
and cash ready to go.

All we have
to do is call--
No... no!

I'm not leaving Bethany again.

No more running.

We let the law
sort this out.

One way or another.

Until then, I'm gonna help
the people who helped us.

Yeah, same.

You're welcome
to join us.

Yeah, I-- of course,

of course I'm going
to join you.

I'm just getting all
the options on the table,

you know, because
it's-- it's-- it's not heroic

if you're just flying blind.

So I'll just call
Boston and tell 'em that
we're not coming then?

Okay, we're in.

But, I know that it's
not just up to us.

Everyone, this has been
a very strange few months.

For all of us.
A lot as changed.

I don't know how things
will play out for us.

But I do know when this is over,
we will turn ourselves in.

But right now,
we still have a terrorist

that we need to find

and an attack we need to stop.

We are not here
to take over.

We're here to help.

If you'll have us.

Let's get to work.

Patterson, can you
un-modulate that voice
from that anonymous tip?

I'm not gonna lie,
I'm a little bit hurt that

you had to ask me that.
Get to work.

Tasha, can you see if you can
find any Dabbur Zann chatter?

Yup.
And you're with me.

Let's try and track Ivy
after she left the building.

I risked everything for you!
I know, I know.

Saving you
from the blacksite!

Sending puzzles
to take down Madeline.

I broke into the FBI
to break you out.

I should be long gone already,
but I stuck around for you.

And now you're not coming?
I can't leave them.

What about me?

We could use your help.
You had my help,

and now you're wasting it.
Finding the ZIP

and Ivy is the best way to show

the new FBI Director that
we deserve to be reinstated.

Do you actually believe that?

Look, I get it from
the other guys.

But-- but you know better.

You and I, we don't get
out of this unscathed.

We have to take care
of ourselves.

Yeah, but that's
all we've ever done.

If you get thrown
into another blacksite,

I'm not helping you again.

I know.

So I...
I guess this is goodbye.

Are you good with that?

All right, Patterson,
what do you got?

Well, I un-modulated
the voice,

and you will recognize
the vaguely Southern twang.

(Shirley)
Probably running in circles

trying to locate
Madeline Burke.

I'll save you some time.

Shirley. If he flipped
on Madeline, he might be
willing--

Shirley's dead.
Never mind.

NYPD found his body
this morning.

Looks like Ivy's
tying up loose ends.

So, we've got nothing.

No...

Madeline needed
someone to frame Weitz.

Someone to create that
unsolvable puzzle

to track us to the bunker.
She has a hacker.

All right, what do you got?
No, you know what?

Don't tell me because
I'm thinking Madeline
has a hacker.

Someone who framed Weitz.

Someone who created
that puzzle that
confounded Patterson--

No, okay, easy,
you were there too.

I'm pretty sure you were
driving the bus on that.

Oh my God...
Hey, I'm--

Look at the metadata.

The way it was manipulated
to frame Weitz

is... very unusual.

Right, sure.
If you say so.

Trust me, this is
some of the best coding
that I've ever seen.

But it's, it's... very quirky.
Kooky even.

I mean look at the rootkit.
Who uses a TLS protocol to--

Patterson!
Skipping it.

This code is being
held together by a thread.

Just like the hacker
who wrote it.

So let me get
this straight.

You're gonna use aerosolized
ZIP bombs to erase

people's memories in major
cities across the country?

Soon as I find the ZIP.

I just need you
to hack Madeline's

Darkcloud server
and decrypt her files.

That server's impossible to
hack without her Darkcloud key.

That's kinda the whole--
Oh, you have it.

That's cool.

Got it from Shirley.

Great, and where is Shirley?
I would love to--

Is he in your van there or--
He was no longer useful.

Ohh... Oh, I really
liked him.

Such a unique accent.

In or out, Kathy?

In.

Super in.

Let's cause some
chaos, right?

♪♪

Ugh!
I knew Kathy would be back.

We put her in jail,

we didn't RSVP
to her wedding,

we killed her fiancé...

All right, so we need
to shut her down

before she helps
Ivy launch this attack.

If we find Kathy,
we find the ZIP.

It's been months.
She could be anywhere.

We don't have time
to retrace her steps
since Iceland.

No, but we can trace
the hack.

(mutters indistinctly,
clears throat)

Now, there's two ways
to get behind the FBI firewall--

in person--
Which would be
incredibly risky.

She must've had
a hardwired connection.

What? Like the one
that was in my apartment?

Reade had one, too.

You don't think she co-opted
one of our old lines?

No, I think Madeline set
one up for her.

Look at this.

There's only supposed to be
21 hardwire lines,

but the system is
showing 22.

Yeah, but this one
isn't labeled.

It's designed to look
like a duplicate

in the system,
but it's not.

This is gonna lead us
right to her.

So how long for an address?

(both)
Got it!
Good, let's move.

(siren wailing)

Do you really think
we'll be reinstated?

I don't know.

Your confidence is inspiring.

Look, when we were
on the run,

I woke up with the same
thought every day--

to see Bethany,
hold her in my arms,

and tell her I love her.
And you did.

But I can't picture
the rest of it right now.

I mean, I told her
I'd see her soon.

It's starting to feel
like a lie.

Everything is gonna
be okay.

Will it?

We didn't do what Madeline
framed us for,

but we did do
a lot of other things.

And... Grigoryan,
she doesn't know us.

And on paper,
we don't look so good.

Then let's show her
who we really are.

(Weller)
All right, Patterson,
we're at the address.

Okay, so good news.
We showed a picture

of Kathy
to the building manager,

and it is definitely
her apartment.

Yeah, the bad news is
the elevators are down,

so you're looking
at 17 flights of stairs.

(Weller)
Great.

What?
What?

What? What?
What?!

What?!
What's going on?

Patterson!

You can stand down.

Why?

(elevator bell dings)

(Patterson)
'Cause Kathy's here.

She just turned
herself in.

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

(Patterson)
What do you think?

(Rich)
What do I think?

I think she's cuckoo
for Cocoa Puffs.

That's what I think.
Look at her just smiling.

She's sick.

This is Madeline's
final plea

from beyond the grave?
Yeah, that's it.

She's here to trick us
or trap us or hack us

or distract us
or sabotage us

in some other way
I haven't thought of yet.

I don't know.

They checked her
when she came in.

No, no metals,
no electronics,

no electromagnetics.

She was totally clean.

Yeah, did they check
inside her brain?

'Cause that's all
she needs to burn us
all to the ground.

I don't trust her.
Well, we don't
have to trust her.

But she's our only lead,
so we need to talk to her.

Okay, fine,
but we gotta go in hot.

Let's not get sucked
into her little mind games.

Rich! Patterson!

Zip it, Gustafson.

We know you're
on Madeline's payroll.

(Patterson)
We know you framed Weitz.

We know you helped
find us in Prague,

and we know you're
working for Ivy Sands.

We wanna know
where she is right now.

No chit-chat,
no veiled threats,

no playing dress-up
in your apartment.

You look great
in that suit.

Thank you, I know.
Now where is the ZIP?

Well, I don't know where
the ZIP is

or where Ivy is right now,

but I did meet her
earlier today.

Okay.

Where?
At the docks.

She asked me to hack
Madeline's Darkcloud server.

Also, I'm pretty sure
she killed Shirley.

Yeah, she probably did.

So you can understand
why I don't really
wanna work with her.

I'm sorry,
what do you want?

I want to hack
the server for you.

I want to be with you guys.

What?
I want to be FBI.

You wanna work
for the FBI?

That's right.

And not just
a one-off either.

I want the good deal.

The one where you ignore
all the bad stuff I did

and put me on the team
full-time.

I want the Rich Dotcom deal.

Oh, I don't think so.

That deal is
very specific to me, okay?

Comes with a lot
of nuance.

Quite frankly, I don't know
if there's a lot of overlap

with your situation.

Well, there must be
something we can work out.

Ivy thinks she hired me
to hack Madeline's Darkcloud,

which means she doesn't know
where the ZIP bombs are,

which means I can get you
into the server first,

find the ZIP,
and stop the attack.

Yeah, but you need
a Darkcloud key.

You won't be able to hack
the server without it.

You can't even find it.
You can't.

But I can.

Because I built it

and I put a backdoor
in its code.

You know what, I don't know
what your angle is here--

You don't?

Because I think I've been
pretty clear about my angle.

Okay, well, why
should we trust you?

Seriously, I enjoy
a little disruption,

and sometimes I can get
a bit carried away.

But I'm not
an evil person.

Ivy is and so is her plan.

I don't want people
to lose their memories.

They're all we have.

I mean, I get a little sad

when I have to wipe
a hard drive.

We just... We're gonna--
we need to think

this through
a little bit, so...
Okay.

Just don't think
too long because

pretty soon
Ivy's gonna realize

that I'm not working for her.

And who knows what
she'll do then?

You know, if you ask me,
she seems a little unstable.

(door opens)

(Weller)
What? Absolutely not.

No, we can't have Kathy
anywhere near this case.

Can't you and Rich
do the hack?

(Patterson on radio)
Not without the Darkcloud key.

Kathy is our only shot,
and she knows it.

For the record,
I completely agree with you.

I do not think
she should be trusted.

Well, what if she's
turning over a new leaf?
Ha!

Took me three tries
to turn over a new leaf.

First I tricked you
into stealing

the Gardner paintings
for me.

Then I tricked you
into protecting me

from an assassin.

And third, I tricked
you into--

no, never mind,
scratch that,

I'm saving that trick
for a rainy day.

Which proves
I am not to be trusted

and neither, ergo,
should Kathy.

You are all being
hypocrites.

We are asking Grigoryan
for a second chance,

and we can't even
give Kathy one?

We haven't got the power
to give her a deal,

even if we wanted to.

Okay, so we tell her that.
What?

No.
No, no, no, no, no.

Look, I don't want her
to help us either,

but if she's going to,
we do not tell her

that we don't have
a deal for her.

That's like rule number one
of getting crazy people
to help you.

Patterson's right.
We can't lie.

(Rich)
So we don't lie.

We merely craft
an artful way

to imply a false truth.

And then her criminal brain
fills in the rest.

I really think
we should be honest.

And I think you should
let me handle this.

All right, Kathy.

You're all set.

Really?
I have a deal.

Like I said,
you are all set.

Mm-hmm, maybe you're avoiding
saying I have a deal

is making me feel like
maybe I don't have a deal.

I want to see it
in writing.

Trust is a two-way street
and these things take time.

I'll wait.

No, I mean the window
to do this hack

is rapidly closing.

You know what,
I'm gonna go.

This is starting
to feel a little sketchy.

How does this door work?

Is there a handle
or a sensor?

Door!
Door!

It doesn't work.

Kathy, you're still
under arrest.

On whose authority?

You turned yourself in
to the FBI.

Yeah, in exchange
for a deal

which clearly
isn't happening, so...

So you thought you could
just walk on out of here?

Obviously not, but...

I'm just gonna sit here
and say nothing.

No, you're not.
Watch me.

Kathy, we're dealing
with aerosolized ZIP bombs.

You said memories
are all we have.

What if a ZIP bomb
goes off in Manhattan?

I don't want to forget
about all the fun we had.

All the good that
the Three Blind Mice did,

we can do more of that
right now together.

You're just trying to trick me
into talking again.

No, I'm not.
We can't give you a deal

because we don't even
have a deal.

Stopping Ivy
is our best chance

at getting one.

And if we can get a deal,
I will do everything I can

to make sure
that you get one, too.

We just have to trust
each other,

like old times.

Fine.

But I can't do it
with this ding-a-ling laptop.

I'm gonna need a much more
powerful computer.

I've always wanted
to see your lab.
Ha.

There's no way.

Rich...

Kathy is a part
of the team now.

And the team works
in the lab.

(gasps)
This place is amazing!

It's everything
I imagined.

Oh, my God,
I love this tabletop

and the triptych
and the weird blue lighting.

What's the eyewash
station for?

Why so many microscopes?

What's-- what's
that red horn?

It's nothing.
It's just-- Let's just focus.

You know, I'm trying,
but your system's
moving so slow.

The way you always
talked about it,

I figured it had
a little more juice.

What?
It has plenty of juice.

(computer chirping)

(keys clacking)

You give me just a second.
I gotta fix the settings.

What are you doing?
Nothing.

Did you wall her in?
No.

No!

Okay, yes.

Look, how do we know
this isn't an elaborate ruse

to just get into our system
and use it against us somehow?

What if Grigoryan comes
in here right now and sees

that we've handed
over your system

to a most-wanted felon?

We are most-wanted felons.

She's up to something!

Yes, she is trying
to get the thing

that will get us
reinstated.

Fine.

(keys clacking)

Okay, she has
free reign now.

(computer chirping)

Whoa! Ha-ha!
That's more like it.

It's like I'm
on a roller coaster

and I just went over
the top part.

Yeah, see?
Plenty of juice.

With this kind of power,
I'll be able to unlock

that backdoor in no time.

Picture, if you will,
a unique combination

of our three preferred
coding styles

all intertwined
to create a digital house

with a cute little
digital door.

I'm walking up
the digital driveway.

I'm digging in my digital purse
for my digital keys.

Now I'm on the digital
welcome mat.

You know, I think I'm gonna
check the digital mailbox--

Kathy!
Oh, sorry. Sorry, sorry.

I am at the digital door
and...

(computer chirping)

Why does it look like
someone smashed it open

with a digital crowbar?
What?

That's impossible.

No, it's not.

Ivy found
another hacker.

She got there first.

She's way ahead of us.

Who broke down my cute
little digital door?!

How much longer
for the files?

Uh, hard to say.
Um...

Little sidebar--
how do I know

that you won't kill me
once I get them?

Let's put it this way.

I'll definitely kill you
if you don't.

Like I said,
comin' right up.

Saboteur.
Me?

I didn't do anything.
Yes, you did.

You hacked into our system
for Ivy, and this whole thing

was a ploy
to waste our time.

J'accuse!
J'accuse you!

If you didn't wall me in,
I could've gotten there first.

I didn't wall you in.
Yes, you did.

Judas, what side
are you on?

We are all
on the same side,

I think.

Kathy, I want to believe you,

but your coding
was very good.

There are very few hackers
who could've beaten it.

Trust me, I am
as shocked as you are.

Oh, quite the performance,
Miss Streep.

Oh, no.

Look at the code.

Recognize the signatures?

Boston?

Boston Arlo Crinch?

That is not his name
and you know it.

Is he even a hacker?
I know he dabbles.

He's one of the best
in the world.

Ivy probably kidnapped him

to do the hack
after you couldn't do it.

Right, like a backup.
Like an upgrade!

We need to find him.
And fast.

If he unlocks
Madeline's files,

he's a dead man.
Also, if he doesn't.

Okay.
Okay, okay.

We can follow
Boston's footprints

and hitchhike onto
his IP address

when we catch up.

Excuse me.

(Ivy)
This is taking too long.

It is taking the appropriate
amount of time.

(gun cocks)

I could do without
the facade of the gun, though.

Honestly, I've been through
this whole kidnapped-to-hack-
at-gunpoint thing before.

The gun has always felt
a bit gauche.

I mean, you're not
gonna kill me

before you get
what you want.

What's that?

It's just telling us
we're not authorized
to be here,

which, thanks, we know,
stupid machine.

Someone else
is in the server.

Uh, no, I think
it's just a redundant alert.

Lock them out.

Look, I don't know
what to tell you.

If somebody else
is in the Darkcloud,

it's because they
hacked their way in
just like I did.

There's nothing
I can do about it.

Hey, what? What?!

I've done this
before, too.

And in my experience,
people always find a way

to do things
they say they can't.

Lock them out.

Look, I'm telling you
there's nothing I can do.

I'm a bit of
a human lie detector.

And I think you can.

Maybe some other
better hacker could,

but I'm more of like
a forger or a counterfeiter.

Hacking's like third
on my résumé.

So why do you even
need me anyway?

Don't you have like
a whole terror network

of darkweb-slingers
to do your evil bidding?

Yes, and I chose you.

That's actually-- That's kind
of flattering, honestly,

but look, you're gonna
cut off my index finger?

I mean, really?
That's my main one.

That's not gonna get you
into these files any faster.

Fair point.

I'll let you choose
which finger you don't need.

Well, Ivy, obviously
I need all of my...
(cutting)

(screaming)

(computer chirping)

Uh, we're locked out.
It's okay.

I got his IP address.

Do you know
where he is?

No, it's being
cloaked by a VPN

bouncing all over
the globe.

But if I tunnel
through the cipher-text,

I can turn on his webcam.

Yes, yes, and then
we can use the unique details

of the room he's being held in
to narrow down his location.

What?
What unique details?

It's like that movie
"Sneakers,"

but we do it with our eyes.

Yeah, but what if it's
just a nondescript room?

We can't assume
there's gonna be

one-of-a-kind bricks

or antique artisanal
curtains in there.

Well, I just assume you do
this kinda thing all the time.

Look, turning on the webcam
alone carries a huge risk.

We have to cover our tracks.
Even from Boston.

One change in his demeanor
could be completely fatal!

Rich... it's
gonna be okay.

Yeah, yeah.

Ivy won't kill Boston
until he's done hacking.

So we still have
a lot of time to save him.

And even if we mess up,

I know what it feels like
to lose the love of my life

through the actions
of dear friends.

We'll get through this
together.

(computer beeping)

Got it.

(Kathy)
What's that red smear?

Is that... blood?

(Rich)
She cut off his finger.

She's cutting off
fingers.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
That's great news.

He'll type slower now.

So now we have more time
to save the rest of him.

Okay, look.
Look, look, look.

The webcam is streaming
huge amounts of data.

Okay?
And so it must be

working overtime
to autocorrect the image

because of the--
Blood, all the blood.

Another lucky break.
What is wrong with you?

Rich, hey, focus.

Let's ride
that extra data

like a wave.

We can exploit
its scalability

to isolate Boston's IP
to a single location by...

...squeezing the VPN's
bounce radius.

She knows.

I love being FBI.

Oh, you aren't,
not even a little bit.

But okay, that's good.
That should work.

There's no leak protection
in the key exchange.

The encryption
is military-grade.

But they're using
a hashing algorithm
for one-way data.

It looks like it's built on
unstable symmetry cryptography.

Oh, my God!

Do you guys feel the symmetry
between us right now?

It's like we're triplets.

(Patterson)
Got it.

He's in Bed-Stuy.
Bedford-Stuyvesant.

Thank you, Kathy.
Where in Bed-Stuy?

Could you be a bit
more specific?

That's as far
as it goes.

It's ricocheting
all over the neighborhood.

But we're not
out of moves yet.

Okay, so this is crazy,

but maybe we can
triangulate his location

by using the mic
in the webcam.

Oh, my God.
He's gonna die.

No.
No, no, no.

Jane and Weller and Zapata
can drive to Bed-Stuy

and blast the sirens.

And we can track the speed
and distance

of the sound waves.

I hate to be
the basic geometry guy here,

but if you want
to triangulate something,

you need three points.

We do have three points--

Boston's webcam,
the team's SUV,

and our SUV.
Let's go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
we can't just leave Kathy here.

We're not.
She's coming with us.

What?
I am?

No, I don't think so.
Amazing!

I don't think so.
Wait, why not?

You were out
in the field with us

the first time we met.
It was the second time

and I was integral
to that mission.

No, just pick anybody else.

We are locked
out of the server, remember?

And we need Kathy to tap
into Boston's

physical network
to get back in.

Please don't make me
the voice of reason.

I don't like it.

We save Boston
and we find the ZIP.

Two birds, one stone.

Three mice.
Kathy!

Rich, we are
running out of time.

This is our only option.

Fine.

Let's move.

(siren wailing)

I can't believe that Kathy
is in the field

with us right now!
I can.

It was only
a matter of time.

Patterson,
how's it going?

(tires screeching)

(Patterson)
It's going!

We almost got
the signal locked.

It'd be easier
if I had both hands.

Oh, yeah, I'd bet
you'd like that.

I'd get one knock
on the head

and she's right
out the door.

(overlapping shouting)

Right here.
No, no, no, left.

Right or left?!

Left!
Left!

(tires screeching)

Got him.
Got him.

We're five minutes out.
We're 300 seconds out.

Seconds?
Agh!

(Ivy)
How much longer?

Indeterminate.

This encryption key
is being really finicky.

Ring finger.

Uh, look at that.
I'm in! I'm in.

Okay, which file
did you want?

I'll take it from here.

Thomas will take
care of you now.

Uh...
(stammering)

Thomas doesn't have
to worry about it.

I'm just gonna--
I'll catch an Uber or something.

Okay.
Ah, thank you, Thomas.

(sirens wailing,
tires screeching)

(muffled screaming)

Oh, my God!

No, no, no!
Rich, stop.

Is that
a pressure plate bomb?

♪♪

All right, everyone
be very careful, all right?

If the weight changes
on that plate,

the bomb goes off.

Boston, try to step
off that plate,

it will go off.

Neither of those things
is gonna happen.

Okay, we're looking up
defusal methods now.

Is it me or does this feel
like a job for the bomb squad?

Jane is calling
them outside.

We just need you
to tap into the Darkcloud.

If we free his hands,
he can take the duct tape
off his mouth.

Bolt cutters
in the bag.

Thank you.
Boston?

Mm-hmm?
I'm gonna cut this.

Mm-hmm.
Make sure don't let go

of that ZIP tie, okay?

Nice.

Ow!
(panting)

I knew this would happen.

You knew this
would happen?

I knew something
bad would happen.

This is why we pull
the ripcord.

Why did Ivy not kill you?

Because she knows you won't
leave me here to die.

And she's buying herself
time to get to the ZIP.

Did you open the files?

No, no, I'm horrible
at computers.

That's why she kidnapped me.
Of course I got them open.

Did you see them?
Do you know who the ZIP is?

No, but I memorized
Madeline's encryption key.

I embedded it
in the metadata

of my Darkcloud hack.
Patterson?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
already on it.

Embedding the key
in the hack was actually
a really smart idea.

What do you mean, "actually"
I'm sorry, who is this?

Special Agent
Kathy Gustafson.

And who might you be?

Patterson, how long
for the address?

Got it.
All right.

Do you wanna send that to us?
We'll go after Ivy.

All right, you three
stay and...

make sure that Boston
doesn't explode.

So this is Kathy.

I always pictured
someone more...

No, I guess
I just pictured this.

She looks just like
a third wheel.

Beats being
a fourth wheel.

Four wheels is the standard
amount of wheels.

Not for tricycles.

(Boston)
Why is she here?

I designed
the Darkcloud server.

Oh, so that's why
it was like

hacking through
a wet paper towel.

Okay, hey, hi.

Can we all
just focus here?

I'm actually trying
not to focus on the fact

that I'm standing on a bomb

perfectly calibrated
to my weight

and set to explode
if I step off.

What is with
the handcuffs?

It's a long story.

Oh, Rich still doesn't
trust me

even though
Patterson promised me

a deal in exchange
for my help.

There's no deal.

Well, the FBI is really
handing out deals

to everyone, aren't they?

Hmph. Took me years to get
a measly consulting gig.

And even then,
I barely made the cut.

Certainly not the sweetheart
deal that Rich got.

What's her position
gonna be, new director?

Guys?
Maybe I should've taken down
the whole power grid

instead of stealing
the Gardner paintings.

Guys?
Wait, he got a deal
for stolen paintings?

I'm helping stop
a terror attack,

and mine's still
in the "maybe" pile?

You guys, stop!

I know how to disarm
the pressure plate.

There's a little hatch
on the side panel.

(beeping)
Wait, no, no, stop!

It's a decoy!
You sure?

Yes, yes, I just found
the specs on the darkweb.

The real anti-tamper
trigger is here.

It's under his feet.

(Rich)
We can't get to that.
He's standing on it.

(Kathy)
No, but he can.

Yeah, just a little light
DIY bomb defusal.

That should go fine
with-- with no tools

and nine fingers!

Okay, to access the panel,

just press down
on the plate
under your feet.

Press down.
As in add more weight?

I know it's counterintuitive,
but that's the point.

Just trust me.
We're all with you.

If you die, we die.
How about nobody dies?
How about that?

(panel clicks, ratcheting)

You're looking
for a green wire.

There's no green wire.
It's by your left hand.

There's no green wire.
Is this even the right bomb?

(Patterson)
It is the right bomb.
It's fine, just relax.

It is definitely
the green wire.

There's no green wire!
Okay, no, I found it.

It was by
my right hand, FYI!

Yeah, my left,
your right.

Could someone else call out
instructions, please?

Boston, just relax.
Do no dictate
my emotions to me, Rich!

(timer beeping)

What did you do?

Nothing.

Did you pull the wire?
No.

No, no, he didn't.

The countdown's on standby
when the lid comes off.

It kicked in
because we took too long.

Okay, don't panic.
We still have
five minutes left.

Go. Go on.

Go on, get.

Get out.
Get outta here.

I don't want you here.

I hate you, all of you!

Especially you, Rich.

I don't love you
and I never did!

I know what you're doing.
You don't know anything.

You're just
a stupid animal!

You're trying to save us
by pushing us away.

It's from "Harry
and the Hendersons."

No, it's not.
It's from
"White Fang," Rich.

You know it's
from "White Fang."

Uh, "Harry and
the Hendersons," 1987.

"White Fang," 1991.

The book "White Fang,"
the book!

They made a book
outta "White Fang"?

(sobbing)
I'm gonna miss
these arguments.

No, no, no, no, no.

You're not gonna
miss anything

because we are
not leaving.

We're gonna stay here,
we're gonna figure this out,

and you're just gonna
keep it together, okay?

I always thought we'd
all end up together.

All of us.

Like some really
good looking
modern family.

I didn't mean all
that stuff I said.

Rich, I love you.

And, Patterson,
I love you, too.

And Kathy... is also here.

I am.

Okay.
All right, here we go.

(typing on keyboard)

How we doing over there?

Not seeing anything yet.
Me neither.

Okay, got it.
There should be a red wire.

There is? Where?
Beside the green one.

Uh, not seeing it.
I'm not seeing it!

Boston, take it easy, okay?
You're panicking.

Just take a breath.
I'm telling you there's
no red wire in here.

Okay, just,
you know, stop, stop!

This isn't gonna work.
We need to switch places.

What?
Yeah, I can disarm it,

but it's complicated,
and he is clearly not
in the right headspace.

It's just easier
if I get on the bomb
and do it myself.

Get these cuffs off me.
Uh...

Rich, take
the cuffs off her.

Okay.
Okay, how much do you weigh?

Screw you.
How much do you weigh?

Just tell me
how much you weigh
so I can match us.

We can the plates
from the bulletproof vests

to balance it out.

What are you
thinking about?

I'm sorry.
Uh, I'm 165.

No, you're not!
Why would you lie
about that right now?

I don't know.
It's a reflex.
I do it all the time.

I'm 171.
No, you're not!

All right, fine.
I'm 175. 179.

I'm sorry, I'm 180.
One. I'm 181.

Oh, it actually
feels nice to
say that out loud.

Okay, less than
three minutes left.

I'm getting the metrics
for Boston's clothes

and shoes, the vest,

the plates,
some wire cutters.

Kathy, I have your weight
from your prison file.
Is that still correct?

Five pounds less.

Okay, so we're gonna need

two vests, 12 plates,

some wire cutters and if
you take off your shoes

you should be
good to go.

Okay, I got this.
There's a small
margin of error.

Less than a few grams,
but we're good,

because Patterson
did the math
and she's a genius,

and I'm a genius,
and Rich, is, um...

You good?

Let's do this.

Kathy... thank you.

You would do
the same for me.

You're all set.

I'm 185, I'm sorry.
I don't know
what's wrong with me.

Are you serious?!
I'm sorry!

Okay, need
four more pounds!

Swap this one
with those two.

Less than two minutes!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Here we go, okay,
you're good, you're good.

185, right?

You don't have to
say it like that.

(laughing)

All right, I can't
believe that worked.

Me neither.
Yeah, what are you doing?

Come on, we're
running out of time.
I lied.

There's no way to stop it
once the countdown starts.

You guys should go now.
What the hell
are you talking about?

Look, I created this mess.
The attack on the power grid.

Framing you guys
and your friends.

Helping Madeline find you.
I-- I just--

I just need to
make it right.

Kathy.
I know I hide it well,

but... I'm actually
a really lonely person.

And I look for connection
on the internet.

But the internet is a--
it's a dark place,

and usually it brings out
the worst in me.

Till I met you guys.

All I ever wanted
was to be your friend.

To be on this team.

Today, I was.

I'll never beat this.

And I wanna go out on top

saving the life
of my best friends'...

friend.

Thank you.

I don't know
what to say, Kathy.

Just don't say anything.
Just go.

We will never forget this.

Not unless Ivy managed to
ZIP everyone, am I right?

So go on.
Go find her.

Go on, get!

I never liked
you guys anyway.

(all grunting)

What... happened?

Did we get
the timing wrong?

No.

Oh, damn it!

(door opens)

(hinges squeaking)

She played us.

I knew it!

(siren blaring)

Don't.
What?
I didn't say anything.

Don't-- Good.
Keep not
saying anything.

Oh, what do you think?
I'm glad that she got away?

You think I like
being right

that she was playing us
the whole time?

Like I secretly wanted
this thing to happen?
Yeah, I do.

I do think that
you think that.

Well, that's ridiculous.

Is it?
Is it ridiculous?

(phone ringing)
Hello!

I am so sorry I had to
fool you guys like that,

but I really
don't like jail.

What happened
to being on the team?

I thought
you wanted a deal?

If Boston couldn't get a deal
with the old corrupt FBI,

there's no way
this fresh new director's
gonna give me one.

You should really think
about joining me.

Uh, you know what?
We're gonna be fine.

I love you guys,
but honestly...

you're a little delusional.

(call end beeping)
Pfft!

Actually, if you could just
drop me off out there.

Thank you.

Agent Iqbal.

I'm Arla Grigoryan,
Interim Director.

What do you have for me?
We found the ZIP bombs.

Are teams are
en route now.

Weller, Jane, and Zapata,
are the closest to target.

Who made that call?
I did.

They're the best chance
we have at stopping this.

Get them on the phone.
Tell them to stand down.

(phone ringing,
siren blaring)

Afreen, we're almost there.
How far is the backup?

Too far.

And Grigoryan's here.

She's asking you
to stand down.

Hold on.

(phone beeps)

That's it.
It's over.

It doesn't have to be.

If we turn around now,
we might be shown leniency.

If we disobey
a direct order,

then we're done
for sure.

If Ivy pulls this off,
we're all done,

and backup's not gonna
get there in time.

It's up to us.

What else is new?

Look, we're gonna
get you back to Bethany

no matter what.

(phone beeps)

Afreen.
I'm here.

Tell Grigoryan that
you couldn't reach us.

Let's do this.

The FBI is here.
How many?

Looks like
just one vehicle.

You know what to do.

Come on, man, let's go.

Let's go, move, move!

Yeah, out back!

This building is massive.

Ivy could be
anywhere in there.

Sounds like
we're splitting up.

Yeah, we are.
Be careful.

Any of those
ZIP bombs go off,

we lose our memories
immediately.

(gun cocks)

(metallic clang)

(all grunting)

(gunshot)
Unh!

(gunfire in distance)

(cartridges clattering)

(handle jangles)

(canister clicks,
gas hissing)

(muffled)
Jane!

Kurt... Kurt, no!
Don't come in!

Get out of there!

(computer voice)
Emergency airlock activated.

(muffled)
Agh! Jane!

Jane! Get out!
(silently)
I love.

Please.

(silently)
I love you.

(silently)
I'm sorry.

Stay with me, Jane.
Stay with me!

♪♪