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[ominous music playing]

[cell phone buzzing]

Stop calling me every 15 minutes.

If you gave me updates,
I wouldn't have to.

There's nothing to update.

I'm on my third bag of pork rinds,
still freezing my ass off up here,

and Cusamano still hasn't made the arrest.

He told me five minutes, six minutes ago.

Well, maybe he stopped to tie his shoe.

Yeah, maybe.

Or maybe he's trying
to sabotage my entire operation.

Either way, if he doesn't show,
I need you to bring in Laura Lake tonight.

Zero, this is not my mission.

If the colonel knew
I was interfering this much...

I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important, B.

Laura Lake needs to go down tonight.

We deal with protocol later.

I know I'm asking a lot.

-Please.
-Let's just hope he shows, huh?

Let's hope so.

All right, keep me posted. I gotta go.

Let's go. Gear up!

[tense music playing]

-What's up?
-No time to explain. Just follow me.

-Okay, let me go to my locker--
-There's no time. Let's go.

Simon, good. You know.

Know what?

-Her camera, it's--
-Yeah, yeah.

I got it. Thanks, Manny. I got it.

Okay.

[tense music continues]

-What is going on?
-Sorry, no time to explain.

My number's in the pocket.
Call me when you're somewhere safe.

-Just run.
-I can't--

Don't look back. Go, go.

[Brandon] That's the friendliest arrest
I've ever seen.

Okay, Zero's not paranoid.

That looks shady as hell.

Okay, that was an update from the boss.

Feds are 30 minutes out.
We need to move now.

We've all been preparing for this.
Time to get ugly.

Gildie, you got the easy job.
Head to the roof.

-Want me to go with him?
-Gildie?

Need your big brother to hold your hand?

-Think I'll manage.
-[Dax] Good.

-Hey, where were you?
-I had an issue with one of the cameras.

Why are you fixing cameras?
Break everything down.

-I know--
-I don't care! Okay? Stop fixing shit.

Wipe the drives.
Make us disappear. You two...

We're running low on time.
We need all the hands we can get.

Don't hurt yourselves.

[tense music playing]

Nerds.

Tell us when.

Now.

[women screaming]

ETA?

Twenty-seven minutes.
Rescue Squad is 15 behind.

[tense music continues]

[screams]

[veils]

Easy job.

[Dax] We're missing someone.

She snuck through a vent.
Gildie got her. I checked.

Nerds, where are we?

We're good.

Okay, let's move out.

[line dialing]

[Brandon] Come on.

Come on.

Oh, now you don't answer?

[explosion]

[dramatic music playing]

Someone tipped them off.

Place is empty.

Look at them.

It's not fucking empty.

Anything?

[cell phone buzzing]

Goddamn.

Hey. If you tell me Cusamano still
hasn't shown up, I'm gonna lose it.

Well, he showed up,
but he didn't make the arrest.

He shook her hand, put her in a car,
and sent her on her way, so...

I arrested him.

[rock music playing]

Have you lost your goddamn mind?

Harvey Cusamano is the Deputy Chief
of the United States Border Patrol.

You don't just arrest him on a hunch.

-It was more than a hunch.
-Shut up.

And, by the way,

CIA officers don't actually make arrests.

-Just so you know.
-It was a citizen's arrest.

Shut up.

You know how many phone calls
I made this morning

because you think you're James Bond
after two months on the job?

Three months, sir.

And everyone knows
that James Bond was MI6.

-Shut up?
-Please.

Brandon, you convinced me
to bring you into the company,

so you could settle down.

I'm trying to retire.

I'm only sticking around
to watch you get your feet wet.

Your feet wet.

Not to go swimming in shit.

Listen to me.

You've led an exciting life.

But this is the land of red tape.

The name Laura Lake mean anything to you?

In Virginia? Beautiful this time of year.

What? No.

Laura Lake is the CEO
of Sigma Oasis Innovations here in London.

Publicly, anyway.

In her spare time, she runs
a sex-trafficking ring in the U.S.

She smuggles women across the border

in the back of shipping containers
full of computer parts.

And they had her.

Zero was running operations stateside.

And Cusamano was in charge over here.

One thing they couldn't figure out was,
how was she clearing the docks?

Getting these containers past
Immigration and Coast Guard?

Zero...

Zero asked me to keep an eye on Cusamano.

I don't know if he thought
he was dirty or negligent,

but he didn't trust him.

And he was right.

Sneaking these women in is a lot easier

if you have a border patrol chief
in your pocket.

[knocking on door]

Come in.

[ominous music playing]

Oh.

Did I make it just in time
to see you hand over your badge?

[Stone] I'm handling this, thank you.

We apologize for any inconvenience.

[Cusamano] It was a poorly timed joke.

He pulls the cuffs a bit too tight,
but, uh, other than that,

no real inconvenience.

Like I said, we apologize.

And I promise, action will be taken.

Honestly,
no action necessary on my behalf.

Your pal Zero and I don't get along,

but I don't believe
in guilt by association.

So let's clear the slate. Start fresh.

You were spying on me.

Water under the bridge.

Now tell me what you think you saw.

What led to my ill-advised arrest?

I saw Laura Lake getting away.

Didn't look
like you were trying to stop her.

The opposite, in fact.

But...

after having a night to sleep on it,

I realize...

I was too far away
and my vantage point was obscured,

so I don't really know what I saw.

She didn't get away.

Well, not for long.

Apparently, she knew her time was up,
knew I was closing in on her.

So she decided
to end things on her own terms.

We found her
early this morning in her bathtub.

Pills. Tragic.

Gabriel, I'll send you the full report
when I'm back at my desk.

It's not the way we wanted it to go down.

I know Zero's upset. He needed her alive.

She's the key to our case.

But, nevertheless, there are protocols.
Your involvement was...

Perhaps you'll understand
a more youthful parlance.

-Stay in your lane, Sergeant Beckett.
-[Stone] Okay.

He will. Thanks for dropping by.

-I'll send that report.
-You do that.

Unfortunately, I'm gonna need your badge.

-He's full of shit, sir.
-I'm sure he is.

It's the land of red tape, son.

No, you're not even trying.
Not even trying.

-I didn't even get set.
-Put your hands up. We playing here?

-You flinched.
-You moved. I didn't flinch.

-You flinched. Give me your hand.
-Hey, hey, cut it out.

Jesus. Hey, Rosie. Um...

Do me a favor, okay? Uh, count to ten.

I'm serious. Count to ten. Come on.

No? It's tough, I get it.

I get it. Gildie?

Wanna give it a shot?

No? No? Simon?

Come on, guys, anyone wanna take a stab
at counting from one to fucking ten?

Nobody?

I mean, that explains it.

That explains why
we only killed nine fucking girls!

Now Mary Jane is at the police station.

There's a fed on the way to pick her up.

So you two dip shits are gonna
go clean this up. And do me a favor.

Grab a calculator,
get some flashcards, a fucking abacus.

Just learn how to count on the way there.

And, Gildie, don't be a pussy, okay?

You flinched.
Give your brother a free one. Come on.

Ah!

[Dax] It's the spirit of the game, Gildie!

[upbeat music playing]

This is it.

What's the matter?
Don't see any tall buildings to perch on?

No, I don't.

Why don't you go in with your knives
and take care of it? That'll go well.

I can fit a knife in my pocket.

Rooftop's a little tricky
to carry around with you.

Yeah? Well, luckily, I don't need
to be 6 inches from my target.

We passed a parking garage by city hall.
Let's head there.

Zeke Rosenberg, Homeland Security.

Hi, my friends call me Zero.

Man, I am so happy to find you alive.

Sure hope the soccer mom
in this minivan doesn't show up.

That's why you're here.
Keep a lookout and give me a heads-up.

Yeah, or we could be
in that empty corner over there.

I already told you,

I don't have a shot from there,
so just watch my back.

Okay, now, it doesn't matter how,

but if any of these guys
look familiar at all, you tell me, okay?

Him.

-Him? You've seen this guy?
-Mm-hm.

Okay, now, uh, this guy who let you go,

this Simon character,
do you have any way of contacting him?

Uh, I have his number. Um...

It's right...

Can we get the clothes
that she came in with, please?

Weren't any.

-Did you knit that beanie?
-What?

No.

You and Mom don't knit anymore?

No, we don't knit anymore,
not since that one time when I was like 8.

You were really good at it.
Sick of you being so defensive.

-It was more like 13.
-Can you shut up, so I can concentrate?

Concentrate? She's a sitting duck.

If it's so goddamn easy,
why don't you do it?

Calm down.
I didn't say it'd be easy for me.

-I figured it'd be easy for you, since--
-[car alarm chirps]

[ominous music playing]

Excuse me.
Can I get your badge number again?

It's not coming up in the system.

One second. What do you mean?

Am I good?

I'll tell you if you are not good.
Focus on your part, let me do mine.

I'm sorry, sir.
I can't let you leave with her.

Are you kidding me?

He erased me from the fucking system?

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault. Not your fault.

Sorry, Mary Jane.

-[grunts]
-[screams]

Shit.

What?

-What? Did you miss?
-Rosie, shut up. I need to concentrate.

They found you.

I gotta get you the hell out of here. Now.

It's okay. It's okay.

You can trust me. I tell you what.

Here, here, here. You drive.

You get me out of here, okay?

Whatever. But we gotta go. Now.

I'm one of the good guys.

-What happened? You missed her?
-Shut up. I think that's them.

That's them.

Get down! Shots fired.

Fuck!

Fuck!

[groans]

Ugh.

That's not just coffee.

[chuckles]

I thought we could use
a little something to take the edge off.

You headed back to the States?

[Brandon] No reason to stay here.

Waiting around for Cusamano
to try and take me out.

That's a little dramatic, Brandon.

Even if he is dirty,
he ain't worried about you.

He's too damn cocky for that.

So you do believe me.

-Doesn't matter what I believe.
-Of course it does.

You can take him down.

He'll slip up. Let me follow him.

You're suspended.

Then you do it.
I'll just be there keeping you company.

-There's not a law against that.
-Actually, there is.

Then you go alone, or send someone else,
but don't just ignore this, sir.

Why are you pretending
I didn't see what I saw?

Because I don't care.

You think this is a first for me?

I've seen more corruption
than I care to keep track of.

Guys getting off red-handed.

Eyewitness testimonies.

And they walk. No, check that.

They get promoted.

Cusamano's probably dirty...

and responsible for deplorable things.

But I'm too old
and too tired to care, Brandon.

I'm tired of watching assholes
get off on another technicality.

I was like you.

Not as good a shot.

But I wanted to put on a cape

and put that big S on my chest too.

Come talk to me in 40 years.

Well, I guess
I'll see you when I'm reinstated.

Hell, no. I'll be long gone.

I'll be hunting or skiing.

Or I'll be at the movies,
big tub of artificially buttered popcorn.

Sounds nice.

Enjoy your retirement, sir.

Whoa, whoa.

Oh, I got a bad feeling
about those long faces.

It wasn't Gildie's fault.

-There were--
-Fuck!

Do you have any--? No.

Do you have any clue
the fucking phone call I have to make now?

Do you?

Because of you two fucking ass wipes?

Watch it, Dax.

We did everything we could.

Don't tell--

Don't tell me to watch it.

Don't fucking...

Fuck!

What's going on?

I'm guessing
the brothers weren't successful.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Guessing you're right.

Seem pretty happy about that.

No, it--

No, I...

Is she expecting us?

No, no. God, no.

This is an "ask for forgiveness,
not permission" situation.

Why here?

'Cause no one will find us here.

Can lay low for two seconds,
figure out what our next move is.

-Is this gonna be awkward?
-Mm-hm.

How long have you been divorced?

Three years. Ancient history.

Sidney.

Zero, is that you?

Get over here,
you sneaky son of a bitch. Come on.

Ha, ha!

-Hey.
-Hey, Sidney Gorfein.

-Mary Jane.
-Glad to meet you, Mary Jane.

Anybody who's friends with this crazy SOB
is welcome in our home any time.

-You son of a bitch.
-Yeah.

-Let me look at you.
-Okay.

-This guy.
-Yeah.

-Always with the coolest goddamn jackets.
-Can we go inside?

Yeah, come on.

Hey!

Well, I was right.

It was Zero.

And a friend.

Hi.

What the hell are you doing here, Ezekiel?

And who the hell is she?

Okay, so there are people
that are looking for her

that want her dead.

So you thought
you'd just pop over for Shabbat?

Well, we just need a place
to lay low for a bit, Shelly.

My apartment's
the first place they'll look.

And I can't trust law enforcement
at present.

Please.

-Can you help us out?
-[Sidney speaks indistinctly]

You're lucky I made extra tonight.

We can accommodate you
and your new... friend.

[knocking on door]

And one more?

Hi, I'm Brandon.

I'm a friend of Zero's.

Oh, well, hey. Come on in.

Let me guess.

Homeland too, huh?

Duking it out with this SOB,
saving lives, cracking heads?

[Brandon] Uh...

No.

He's CIA.

Thank you, Zero.
Not at all classified information.

And, uh...

Actually, I was...
I was let go recently, so, uh...

Oh.

Yeah.

You'll find something.

So be honest.

Who's the better shot?

-Between me and Brandon?
-[Sidney] Uh-huh.

Sidney, you're eating with one
of the best snipers in the world.

I couldn't win a stuffed animal
at a carnival rifle game.

In his defense, neither can I.
Those things are definitely rigged.

You hear that, honey?

Best sniper in the world,
right here at our table.

Well, I'm not the best sniper
in the world.

And you're not so good, huh?

I have other skills, Sidney.

But, no, I'm not a great shot.

That's, uh...

It's disappointing.

[clears throat] Anyway, Zero,
can I talk to you for a second?

-Privately?
-Yeah.

Just...

Hey, super cool vest.

[Brandon] Thanks.

We can't stay here much longer,
regardless of how much Sidney wants us to.

All our resources are compromised.

I'm suspended.
Cusamano erased you from the system.

All our government resources
are compromised.

What are you suggesting?

We go see our old friend.

So you do know where she is.

I thought we were friends.

[indistinct chatter]

[upbeat rock music playing]

Thanks, LD.

You go that way, we'll go this way.

Ask around, but be smart.
She is not looking to be found.

We'll call each other if we get any info.
Let's keep digging until we do.

Sounds like a plan.

Wouldn't it be more efficient
to split three ways?

Yes, but you're already being hunted
by a gang of thugs

and a crooked federal agent.

I'd hate to add her to the list.

I've seen her kill a lot of people.

Lovely. Can't wait to meet her.

[speaking indistinctly]

[upbeat rock music playing over speakers]

[door chimes jingle]

Have you ever seen this woman around here?

Hey, sorry to interrupt.
Have you ever seen this woman around here?

No?

Uh, have either of you two ever seen--?

-Excuse me, man. Have you seen--?
-Follow me.

[pensive music playing]

So how do you know the woman in the photo?

Shut up.

You two friends or something?

Shut up.

-Why you in such a rush?
-Shut up.

Hey, who are you? Where are we going?

Down there. We never met.

Hello?

Hello?

[tense music playing]

Nice to see you too.
Wait, I'm not here to--

Listen to me. I'm...

Just hold on.

I'm not trying to--

What is your problem?

-You done?
-[Zero] Whoa, whoa! Hey, hey.

Hey, hey, we're all friends here.

[speaking in Japanese]
Calm down. We're all friends.

[in English] We need your help.

Help?

If you would've let me finish...

So this is Lady Death off the grid, is it?

What do you want? Thirty seconds.

There's a crooked federal agent
helping a sex trafficker

smuggle women into the country.

But he's watching our every move, so...

We need you.

-No.
-What? That was like 11 seconds.

Don't make us beg you.

[Mary Jane]
They told me they found my family.

Spent my life
in one foster home after another,

thinking my parents were dead...

then one day these people find me
and say they're alive, living in the U.S.

They were nice.

Told me they'd take me to see them.
Told me they were excited to see me.

Told me I had a little brother.

Then the reality.

I spent seven days
in a pitch-black shipping container

with no food or water
and nine other girls.

I still wake up every night in a panic,
thinking I'm stuck in that metal cage.

From there, it just got worse.
Just full-blown sex slavery.

We're not allowed to leave,
not allowed to have phones,

or friends, or, like,
lives outside the compound in any way.

We were prisoners,
stripping on camera for fucking Bitcoin.

[pensive music playing]

They killed everyone but me.

I only escaped because
one guy had something like a heart.

Now they want me dead because
I can identify every last one of them.

Including the guy that double-crossed him.

They need your help, so that these animals
can't do it to another group of girls.

But me, I just...

I just wanna stay alive.

Okay.

-What's the plan?
-Oh, thank you.

Okay, okay. Um...

This guy who let you go...

-Simon.
-Simon.

How sweet on you is he?

He's a good guy. Do whatever I ask.

Beautiful. We need to bring him in.

He's getting ready to turn.
We need you to finish the job.

Get him to tell us everything:
when the next shipment of girls comes in,

where the new base
of operations is located,

the whole nine yards.

You still got that number?

Here.

We can't trust our phones,
even with encryption.

[Zero] Shit, you're right.

I know a guy.

Oh, this asshole?

-You know this guy?
-He set the trap for me earlier today.

Sorry about that.

Come on in.

[upbeat rock music playing]

We need your help.

Zeke Rosenberg. Call me Zero.

Intelligence Pete. Call me that.

[Brandon] Intelligence Pete.

Zero. Lady Death. Am I the only one
that uses their real goddamn name?

[Mary Jane scoffs]

I was a cam-girl.

Mary Jane is not my real name.

Brandon. Just plain, old Brandon.

Nice to meet you. What do you guys need?

Good work, Manny.

You can access
all the feeds right from a phone?

This is great.

-Dax will be pleased.
-Really?

I don't want to overstep anything.
I know you do things differently.

Well, this is better than how I do it.

-Besides, you'll be running the show soon.
-Yeah.

Should do it your way.

Except for this rat's nest of cables.

[chuckles]

How do you live like this?

-I do not know.
-Yeah.

That's it. I'm going to get zip ties.

[cell phone buzzing]

[Mary Jane] Simon? Hello?

-Hello?
-[Simon] Okay! I found them.

[ominous music playing]

We got some organizing to do.

Okay.

-Here.
-Hello?

-Lost him.
-All right, keep trying.

How we doing over here?

Boom, got it.

All right, Intelligence Pete,
earning that nickname.

You are good.

It's at a pretty low clearance level
but, hey, higher than you currently have.

Can you enhance?

Um...

That's not really a thing.

Why would he show you
a lower resolution on purpose?

Looks dead to me.

I assure you, she is not.

That's her?

That's the mousy, little nobody
that stuffed me in a metal box?

If she's not really dead,
can you please make that happen?

Yes.

[inaudible dialogue]

[ominous music continues]

[cell phone buzzing]

Oh, don't mind me.

Go ahead, get it.

Oh, it's a blocked number.
Probably just a solicitor.

Hate those.

Oh, don't run it yet. I'm gonna
make myself something to eat.

Sure. I'm just gonna get back to work.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

[glass shatters]

Oh, man.

-Hey hand me that broom, would you?
-Yeah, you got it.

-I could get it--
-No, it's my mess. I'll clean it up.

-You sure? I can grab a dustpan.
-I got it. I got it.

-I'm just gonna get back to work here.
-Yeah.

Actually, Simon...

I think some glass got
under the stove here.

Can I see the flashlight on your phone?

I left mine outside.
It'll just take a second.

Thanks.

Where is the, uh...?

-It's just--
-No, no. I got it.

Those are your text messages.

Did you do an update on this recently?
I can't seem to--

I see your missed calls.
That blocked number is blowing you up.

But I can't...

Ah.

There it is.

[ominous music playing]

Oh, yeah, that is...

That is a lot of glass.

That's gonna take a while.

-[cell phone buzzing]
-Oh, hey, Simon.

Guess who.

That blocked number again.
You wanna get it?

No.

-It's just a solicitor.
-[Dax] Solicitor, right, yeah.

Relentless assholes.

But what if it's not?
I mean, what if that's an emergency?

They keep calling and you don't answer.
I mean, wouldn't you feel awful?

I really think you should answer it.

[buzzing continues]

On speaker.

Hello?

Simon? Oh, my God.
You answered. It's me, MJ.

Hey, are you safe?

Not until you get here. Come to me.

I will.

I can't talk right now. Um...

Text me the address where you are.
I'll leave tonight.

Yes, please. I can't wait to see you.

Me too. I gotta go.

You can be there before breakfast
if you leave right away.

[Dax] Well, congratulations, Simon.

You've managed to keep yourself alive
just a little longer.

Okay, we are going on a field trip.

I don't want this to be an ambush,
so we're gonna do this from a distance.

Rosie, you stay here, hold down the fort.

Raleigh, Gildie, you're coming with me.

I am giving you a chance
to redeem yourself on this, okay?

You fuck this up again, your brother
will be Googling "funeral home."

-Easy on the threats there, Dax.
-You think I mean me?

Do I look like I'm in charge?
I answer to somebody.

That somebody just ordered
the execution of ten innocent women.

So, believe me, she will not think twice
about filleting you two dip shits.

Don't fuck up.

Now what?

We wait.

Don't suppose
you have any beer in that fridge?

[Pete] Mm, no.

Orange pop.

Both Sunkist and Fanta.

I only drink Sunkist,
but I keep Fanta on hand for guests.

Not everyone likes Sunkist.

I'll have a Fanta.

Fanta.

Sunkist.

Fanta.

That's really gonna clean me out.

Okay, I'll be back.

I can help.

[clicks tongue] So...

the elephant in the room.

You were supposed
to be shipped back to Japan.

-How'd you escape?
-Dude.

What?

It's okay.

I'll tell.

[whimsical music playing]

Like puzzles, I take it?

-What?
-Puzzles.

Oh, yeah.

I actually have a podcast,

and I'm developing an app
derived from the podcast.

PEP Talk, it's called.

PEP Talk.

Thanks. Yeah, PEP.
Puzzle Exchange Program me.

The podcast is devoted to puzzling.

That is, jigsaw puzzling.

It's for jigsaw enthusiasts
to discuss all matters of puzzling.

Strategies, statistics, and all the rest.

The app would be a way
for puzzlers to connect, chat,

and ultimately exchange puzzles,
per the name.

You log times, pictures.
Just all good fun, really.

Wow!

That is literally the greatest story
I've ever heard. [laughs]

Evening, sir.
I was told to bring this to you.

-Who's it from?
-The office of Harvey Cusamano.

Thank you.

Goddamn it.

[pensive music playing]

Hm...

What's in Utica, New York?

[man on computer] Laura Lake
was found dead in her home this morning.

Was the activist and philanthropist
secretly a sex-trafficking kingpin?

More on this bizarre turn after this.

[in Japanese]
Thank you.

For your help, and your hospitality.

We're in your debt.

[in Japanese] When I was a little girl,

my parents died in a car accident.

After spending two years in an orphanage,

I was finally adopted...

only to discover that my new parents
weren't interested in raising a child.

They were grooming an assassin.

I was only ten years old.

They broke me
and made me their lethal servant.

[in English] I may be in your debt,

but I'm not doing this for you.

[ominous music playing]

Hello, Harvey.

-You're probably wondering why--
-Ah.

First...

a toast.

To what?

Bad weather.

You must be used to the rain by now.

You've been stationed in London
for quite some time, yes?

Hm, it's been a minute.

Been a few weeks for you though.

Now that you put yourself
on the Laura Lake case.

Almost three.

But I've spent a lot of time
in this city otherwise.

-You have? Why?
-Work, pleasure.

Truth is, I love it here.

I don't think I'm going back this time.

Is that right?

You should see the adorable house I'm in.

Countryside, quiet.

I don't lock my doors.
I don't even keep a gun in the house.

Okay, I keep a baseball bat by the bed.

Guess I haven't completely shed
my American paranoia just yet.

You have something to be paranoid about?

-It was a joke, colonel.
-Oh.

Maybe you're the one causing the paranoia.

-This wine is fantastic.
-That's nice.

What can you tell me
about Utica, New York?

Home of the Utica Comets.
You a hockey fan?

-I am not.
-So that's not why you're asking.

No. Care to guess again?

Is it the two envelopes
in Laura Lake's evidence photos?

-Precisely.
-Yeah, that makes more sense.

-What can you tell me?
-She was sending someone in Utica mail.

-You know those photos pretty well.
-It's my case.

Better question is,
why do you know those photos so well?

-You have an answer?
-You question their validity.

-Bingo.
-You think Laura Lake faked her death?

-I think someone faked her death.
-Who would that be?

I'm retiring soon.

That'll get you thinking about things.

You're not exactly a green banana either.
You ever think about your legacy?

Can't say that I have.

I'm not surprised.

Rosenberg. Zero.

Asked Brandon to spy on you.

That's the kind of respect
and loyalty you inspire in subordinates.

Zero had Beckett spy on me because
he stuck his nose where it didn't belong

and asked too many questions.

I'll tell you the same thing [ told him.

Look the other way.

We all know how this ends.

So let's save everyone a lot of time
and energy, and just look the other way.

The first year I was in the Corps,

I saw something I wasn't supposed to see.

I was red-hot, angry, idealistic.

And when I reported it, my CO...

said just that:

"Look the other way."

I like him.

For the last 38 years,

I have.

More times than I'm proud to admit.

But these kids,

Brandon, Zero,

they give me hope.

They're not gonna look the other way.

They're not gonna stop
until they nail your ass to the floor.

[pensive rock music playing]

I'll be interested to see how that goes.

Better yet, I might stick around
long enough to do it myself.

The nice thing about retirement, Harvey,
is I don't have to look the other way.

I've got nothing to lose.

B.

B.

-B.
-[groans]

What?

Sorry I got you suspended.

Zero, there's no place
I'd rather be than right here.

Now, will you shut the fuck up,
so I can get some sleep?

You asked me to go there and do it.

To watch him.
I didn't expect you to arrest the guy.

But I appreciate that, you know.

[Brandon] What would you have done?

[groans] Morning.

LD just dropped a bombshell on us.

She doesn't have any coffee.

It's tea.

You're in luck. Simon wants to meet
at the coffee shop down the street.

No. We can't risk
having you out in the open.

He's probably not alone.

Even if he stopped working for those guys,

there's a good chance
they followed him here.

He's probably expecting
the same thing from me.

They know I took off with you
at the police station.

He'll assume I'm walking him into a trap.

I need him to trust me.

She's right.

[grunts]

Okay, when does he want to meet?

Twenty minutes. Well, 19 now.

Okay.

[Dax] How's the sight line?

Looking good.

Simon, we're waiting on you.

-[cell phone buzzes]
-Oh!

I just got it.

She confirmed, 9 sharp.

I told her to get a table outside.

Perfect.

Your job's done here, Simon. Nice work.

[silenced gunshot]

Okay, here's the plan.

Raleigh will be our man on the ground.

The fed she's running with
won't recognize him, but Mary Jane will,

so, Raleigh, stay hidden.

The fed will be with her.
We can pretty much guarantee it.

So, Gildie, find him. Take him out first.

-[gunshot]
-[screams]

Raleigh is there in case she tries to run,
but if Gildie does his job right...

[gunshot]

Raleigh leaves without ever being there.

[suspenseful rock music playing]

-Sound good?
-Yup.

Good.

Raleigh, go get some coffee.

Okay.

Here's the plan.

LD will be our woman on the ground.

No one knows who she is,
so she can watch you up close.

Let's hope Simon comes alone
and without a fight.

Brandon will be up here with a rifle

and a perfect vantage point
of the coffee shop.

So if things go sideways,
you've got an ex-yakuza assassin

and the world's best sniper
watching your back.

-All good?
-Where will you be?

Up here spotting Brandon.

If Simon shows up with company,
Cusamano will have his men looking for me.

That's why it's your job
to make sure Simon comes up here.

We'll take it from there.

Yuki, we're hoping she won't need that.

Never mind.

[up-tempo rock music playing]

Anything?

Raleigh's in position. Still no Mary Jane.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Zero] Simon's late.

You recognize that Terminator
reading War and Peace down there?

[Zero] No. Let's keep an eye on him.

He doesn't look
like your average Tolstoy fan.

That's not very open-minded of you.

Come on. Where is this little prick?

Still no fed?

-[Gildie] Not yet.
-Give it another minute.

I want to take him out first.
If she does anything fishy, you shoot.

[suspenseful music continues]

I think LD has the same bad feeling
about this guy as we do.

She is not hiding it well.

He hasn't turned
a single page of that book.

Either he's a really slow reader...

Or your politically incorrect
generalization

about Tolstoy fans is accurate.

-[horn honks]
-[screams]

Shoot her!

[gunshots]

-They have a shooter on-site.
-Yeah, I see that. Where is he?

[gunshot]

Right fucking above us.

[dramatic music playing]

Get her!

You fucking moron!
I thought you were our ace sniper.

Un-fucking-believable.
I'll take care of it myself.

You might as well
throw yourself off this roof.

You're toast, my friend! Toast!

[Dax yells]

[dramatic music continues]

[both grunting]

[gun cocks]

[man and woman scream]

[tense music playing]

[Gildie] Come on.

Shit!

[gunshot]

Son of a bitch.

[police sirens wailing]

[horn honking]

[tense music playing]

[gunshot]

What the hell?

Shit.

[dramatic guitar music playing]

♪ Diving deep in the water ♪

♪ Getting further away ♪

♪ Holding on and holding in ♪

♪ Don't leave me low this way ♪

[police sirens wailing]

♪ Don't leave me low this way ♪

So...

Simon didn't show.

Yeah.

We need to get the hell out of here.
You two better clean up.

I got a phone, but there's a password.

Intelligence Pete?

It's encrypted.

Shit!

I didn't say that was a problem.
Just giving you an update.

-Great.
-Okay, I'm in.

We need anything on location, date, time.
Where and when they're bringing--

I have a text thread
with an address to a shipping yard.

Shipping container ID, et cetera.
Will that do?

That's a good start.

[Pete] Oh!

How about a database with 12 female,
mostly Russian-sounding names?

Kind of a show-off, aren't you?

Okay, let's get to work.

Stay here. We've put you through enough.
You'll be safe with Intel Pete, right?

-Hm? What? Yeah, of course.
-Great.

We could do a puzzle.

[indistinct chatter]

[vehicle approaching]

-Where's everybody else?
-Dead.

What happened?

-How did you get out?
-Not now.

Hey.

What?

[rock music playing]

[rock music playing on radio]

[Rosie] There she is.

Okay, gentlemen.

Got the docks to ourselves for 27 minutes.
That's our window.

We got a dozen girls waiting in there.

They'll be in rough shape.
Let's be fast, but be careful.

All right?
You know your positions. Let's move.

[ominous music playing]

Ooh, that was close.

-What are you waiting for? Take him out.
-[Brandon] Just let her do her thing.

See?

-[Zero] I should be down there with her.
-[Brandon] Stealth isn't your specialty.

For now, let's stick to the plan.
She moves in, we have her covered.

I hate this plan.

[suspenseful music playing]

-[line dialing]
-[Cusamano] Uh-uh-uh.

Tampering with the mail
is a federal offense.

[suspenseful music continues]

Shooter's back.

You find him. I'll find her.

Go.

[floorboard creaks]

I can hear you, Gabriel.

It's an old house.

When you're over six feet tall,
where are you gonna hide?

This is childish!

Gabriel.

I apologize.

Here I am, trying to intimidate you
when I should be leveling with you.

It's disrespectful.

Let's go to the kitchen.

I have a 25-year Macallan.

We'll handle this like adults.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay, you have tested my patience
and my patience has lost.

If that's the game you want to play,

ready or not,

here I come.

That's it. I'm going down.

We're better off covering her
from up here.

Maybe you are, but I'm useless.

Zero.

[tense music playing]

Brandon?

There's a sniper.
Find him. I've got company.

I can't win at the rifle game, remember?

Shit.

Fuck it.

[Gildie] Come on, Rosie.
Get out of the way. Let me handle this.

I see you.

Not giving up my position
till my brother's safe, asshole.

[Zero] Come on.

Come on.

Where are you?

There you are.

Calm down.

Just breathe.

Just breathe.

Breathe.

[suspenseful music playing]

[gunshot]

[Zero exhales]

[suspenseful music playing]

Look the other way, my ass.

Motherfucker.

[cell phone buzzing]

-Colonel.
-[Stone] Beckett.

I just put cuffs on Cusamano.

I got proof Laura Lake faked her death.

I'm looking
at her forged documents as we speak.

With Cusamano's help,
she could already be in the States by now.

[Laura] It's all taken care of?

The death certificate?

Autopsy report?

Yes.

On paper, you're already dead,
cremated, and buried.

It's the only choice we have.

My team is en route to the warehouse
as we speak.

It's gonna be seven days of hell.

Sleeping on the floor,
shitting in a bucket.

But you'll be a new person with
a clean identity when you hit U.S. soil.

Stop the ambulances! Don't let them leave.

Brandon!

What the hell is going on?

Shit.

She won't get far on foot. Let's go.

Hey, hey.

Stop, stop.

Please, help me!

Please, stop.

Oh, thank God.

Thank you so much for stopping. I...

God, where do I start? I...

I was kidnapped.

I escaped and...

Oh, God.

Sorry, it's been a long day. I...

I...

Okay, I...

I suppose I should explain. I...

I had to resort
to some very desperate measures

to escape my attackers, you see.

They were animals,
and it was my only way out.

What kind of person would do that
to another human being?

I know, I know, I know.

It's horrible.

But I'm free now,

thanks to you.

[dramatic music playing]

Don't recognize me, do you?

Have we met?

Not personally, no.

Didn't think I'd find you here.

Must be my lucky day.

Fuck.

[rock music playing]

I meant to tell you, Intel Pete called.

Mary Jane went to the bathroom
and didn't come back.

And his car was gone.

Good for her.

[Brandon] Zero, we gotta go back
to your ex-wife's house, chat with Sidney.

What? Why?

I wanna tell him
how good of a shot you are.

This time tomorrow,

I'm officially retired from the CIA.

Officially.

The Global Response and Intelligence Team.

I do it my way,

with my people.

I'm in.

[rock music playing]

Welcome to another exciting edition
of PEP Talk.

Today, I'll be doing
a Ravensburger classic.

Actually, it appears we have
a very special guest with us today.

Please, join me in welcoming Mary Jane.

Actually, it's Isabella.

Nice to meet you, Isabella.

And just like that, Isabella has locked in
a double-pronged, back-door kick oblong

into the upper left-hand quadrant.

And we're on our way.

♪ Raining from the skies
Fire breath, yellow eyes ♪

♪ Scorching scattered earth
Judgment Day, sins and lies ♪

♪ See the people run
Death has come, deed is done ♪

♪ Down on bended knee
With nowhere left to go ♪

♪ And he doesn't have an exit
Or a way to escape ♪

♪ Because he's caught inside
The teeth of the master ♪

♪ And he doesn't have a future
And he won't be okay ♪

♪ Because he's bitten
By the teeth of the master ♪

♪ And he tried to fly to heaven
On the dragon's wings ♪

♪ But now he's trapped inside
The teeth of the master ♪

♪ So he'll never get to sit
Amongst the knights and the kings ♪

♪ 'Cause he's been bitten, oh
By the teeth of the master ♪

♪ Now the story's old
Bought and sold, paid in gold ♪

♪ The extinguished sun
Thunderclap, chilling cold ♪

♪ And the dragon tooth
See the truth, chilling proof ♪

♪ Down on bended knee
With nowhere left to go ♪

♪ And he doesn't have an exit
Or a way to escape ♪

♪ Because he's caught
Inside the teeth of the master ♪

♪ And he doesn't have a future
And he won't be okay ♪

♪ Because he's bitten
By the teeth of the master ♪

♪ And he tried to fly to heaven
On the dragon's wings ♪

♪ But now he's trapped
Inside the teeth of the master ♪

♪ So I'll never get to sit
Amongst the knights and the kings ♪

♪ 'Cause he's been bitten, oh
By the teeth of the master ♪

♪ And he doesn't have an exit
Or a way to escape ♪

♪ Because he's caught
Inside the teeth of the master ♪

♪ And he doesn't have a future
And he won't be okay ♪

♪ Because he's bitten... ♪