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- My birth father applied for a commuted sentence.

- How long has he been in? - 20 years.

- Take things head-on, sooner the better.

That way, get on with your life.

- Let me apologize in person.

Man to man, father to son.

- That's your handiwork.

Fractured jaw of an 11-year-old boy.

Mine.

You see, that voids any apology, ever.

- Look, you have a sister.

Her name is Delila. I just thought you should know.

[church bells ringing]

- You really think Dean would make up something

like having a daughter?

- Christmas morning. I'm eight years old.

I go down the stairs, there's no presents under the tree.

And Dean's sitting there,

he's a little sloshed from the night before.

And he goes, sorry, kid.

Santa's ride crashed antlers-first

in the Empire State Building.

- [scoffs softly]

- Sleigh's totaled.

Two days later, I hear my mom screaming at him

that she pulled double shifts to pay for the presents.

- Guy tells a hell of a story. I'll give him that.

- Yeah, his go-to move in life is to lie.

- Maybe it's a cry for help.

Dean's got this daughter.

He doesn't know how to be in her life.

He told you because he wants you to step in.

- I don't care.

If I open the window just a sliver of an inch,

he's going to pry it open

and throw a Molotov cocktail in there

so that he can claim the insurance.

- They're here.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- OK, so here's what we're dealing with.

A prisoner swap between the United States and Iran

is set to take place in Belgrade, Serbia,

ten hours from now.

Three Americans who have been falsely detained

and imprisoned in Iran

will be sent back to the States

in exchange for three Iranians in U.S. custody.

These Americans are Eric Rubin,

Melissa Nguyen, and Will Strickland,

military contractors who were detained in 2023.

Strickland actually served in the military

and retired two years ago.

Three-star general.

- Well, we usually don't handle prisoner swaps,

so how did this land on our bingo card?

- George Campbell, Special Presidential Envoy

for Hostage Affairs.

He flew into

our American-controlled airstrip in Romania

escorting the three Iranians earlier this morning.

Once Campbell landed,

the Romanian Minister of Foreign Affairs

ordered everyone to be detained.

- Do we know why? - Not yet.

But Campbell's on the line. I'll patch him in.

♪ ♪

- Did you get the updated route?

My office just got word

that one of the highways is being patrolled.

E70 or M70. Look, whatever the hell.

My point is we cannot be too careful.

- We know. We just got the update.

We're adjusting our itinerary accordingly.

- OK, great.

Oh, and thank you for stepping in at the 11th hour.

- Why'd Romania suddenly decide to poke around

this deal with Iran?

- They said they received intel that one of the Iranians

may have committed a crime in Romania under an alias.

Foreign minister wanted 48 hours to look into it.

- Where'd the intel come from?

- They wouldn't disclose their source.

But I've been negotiating this exchange for over a year.

If any of those prisoners so much as jaywalked in Bucharest,

I would have known about it.

- So after we get to the airstrip, what's the plan here?

You going to straighten out this bad intel

with the minister before we have to cross the border?

- Absolutely not.

If we try too hard to turn Romania's neck,

Iran gets involved.

The number of hours in my office, the CIA,

and the DOJ have put in collectively

just to get Iran to show up to the bargaining table.

[sighs]

This whole swap is really about as delicate

as a Jenga tower made of glass.

You want the plan?

Calling you was the plan.

[computer chimes]

- Huh.

Moving three high-profile prisoners

right under the Romanian foreign minister's nose

with nothing but our wits about us

sounds like a recipe for a diplomatic catastrophe.

- Well, if it comes to that, good thing you're on our team.

♪

- Agent Mitchell.

This way.

Standard issue.

Fully outfitted with composite armor and ballistic glass.

Prisoners can be secured in the rear.

- We can't use that.

- Why not?

- You think Romania

is gonna let a tank go through the border without a search?

We need sedans. Nothing fancy, no logos.

You get a few of those lying around?

- I told you you were alone.

- Yeah, very clear about that.

- Look, I know this is a mess,

but those three Americans Iran's got,

they've been in prison since 2023.

If we don't honor our side of the swap,

Eric, Melissa, and Will don't get to come home.

♪ ♪

- OK, let's get them loaded up.

Everybody in the vehicle. - You're in charge?

- Don't start with that, Zahra.

Just do what he says and we all get to go home.

Come on.

- We're all on the same side here. Just get in.

- You don't understand. - Won't ask again.

Let's go.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Listen to me, please.

Please.

♪ ♪

You seem like a good person.

Listen to me, please.

You can't send me back.

There are people in Iran who want me dead.

They're going to kill me!

♪ ♪

- Any word?

- CIA said they got a couple cars stashed

at a safe house nearby.

They should be here soon.

- Something's wrong. We're not supposed to be here.

- I'm sorry, did the FBI let you in on the plan, hmm?

- She's right. What if they call it off?

- Keep panicking and the odds you will see Tehran again

lower by the minute.

- My son...

he was two when I got arrested.

Just starting to speak.

Now he must know 50,000 words, but not the meaning of father.

- You are not the only one who wants to go home.

- I can't go back to prison!

- [knocks loudly] Hey!

Take your friend's advice and shut up back there.

[phone line trilling]

- Mitchell.

- I just got word the Romanian minister's

got some feds en route to the airstrip.

- What's their ETA?

- Within the hour.

The second they see those prisoners are missing,

every tollbooth, checkpoint and tunnel out of Romania

gets a news blast with their faces front and center.

- Just buy us as much time as you can.

- I'll try.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- Amanda found a remote checkpoint five miles out.

CIA has a guy on the take. He'll push us through.

- Clock's ticking. We gotta move.

You and I should take Omar.

Him and Zahra haven't shut up since the airstrip.

- I'll take Farid. - There you guys are.

- Something went wrong, didn't it?

Wait, where's Campbell? - He's busy. Let's go.

- No. Wait, wait, wait. Where's he gone? Why?

- It's OK. Come on.

- I know you heard me earlier.

Please, I need you to listen to me.

I need you to-- - I don't need to do anything.

You got it?

- I worked corporate security for seven years.

The FBI was one of our clients.

I was loyal. I have always been loyal to America.

All I did was go back to Tehran for a cousin's wedding.

Seven years, I hadn't been home.

Then I get arrested the second my plane lands at JFK.

Supposedly, I passed along sensitive documents.

- Figuring out what you may or may not have done

isn't a part of my job, got it?

- I know, but they used me.

I gave your country seven years of service

and they turn me into collateral.

Please, don't send me back!

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Convoy is approaching the border.

♪ ♪

- Look for Officer Fischer.

He should be manning the kiosk,

but his shift ends in two minutes.

Just sent you a photo.

- Thanks, Amanda. - Be careful.

♪ ♪

[PA announcements over speakers]

- Hello, Officer.

♪ ♪

- What exactly was your business in Romania?

- Just passing through.

- Who's he?

- FBI-Europol have a joint investigation going.

I could loop in your supervisor,

but is that really necessary, Officer Balan?

- Step out of the vehicle, sir.

- Is Officer Fischer here? I really need to speak to him.

- Get out of the car.

- Fischer's here. On your left.

- Officer. Officer Fischer!

- [speaks Romanian]

♪ ♪

Everything appears to be in order.

- OK, great.

It's just us and the next two cars.

[siren wailing]

- No problem. And the payment?

- No, we were told that we meet you

and we give you our credentials.

If you have, like, a secret handshake deal

with your CIA guy, that's between you and him.

- No payment, no passage.

- Who's got cash? You got cash?

[indistinct chatter]

- I got, uh-- I got 50 euro.

- I have 150 euros.

- Uh, 3-- - 50.

- 350.

♪ ♪

- Uh, 550 between the three vehicles.

Is that enough to move us along?

- Pleasure meeting you, Agent Mitchell.

Drive safe now.

I will pull all three cars back and call this in

if you come up short.

- We won't. You have a nice day.

[PA announcements over speakers]

♪ ♪

- You're almost there. One mile to the safe house.

♪ ♪

- Let's say Dean's lying about your sister.

- Half-sister.

- Let's say Dean's making up your half-sister.

Take about two seconds to find out.

- I know what you're trying to do.

I don't want to go there.

- OK.

What's her name?

- Delila.

And even if she's real,

I can't get involved.

- Can't or don't want to?

- Don't want to.

- Let me just call my girl over at HQ, Sylvia Nicastro.

She can look up Delila no questions asked. Done.

- Why do you care?

- Because...

you know, I got Charlotte.

Just the idea of her being out on her own.

You got to know if this girl is real.

- What girl? both: Shut up.

- Hey, heads up. We got a bogey incoming.

Black SUV.

[dramatic music]

♪

[gunfire]

- Go, go, go! - Go, go, go, go, go!

[tires squealing]

♪ ♪

- Who the hell are those blokes?

- I don't know, but they're not cops.

Lose them now.

Amanda, what are we dealing with?

- Looks like it's just the two SUVs.

♪

- There's another SUV.

- We're too big of a target. Split up.

- Copy that. - Get to the safe house.

I gotta lose this guy. - On it.

- [whimpering]

- Hold on. [tires screech]

[car horns honking]

♪ ♪

All right. I think we're in the clear.

Amanda, can you confirm?

- Lost that first SUV in an underpass,

but you're almost there.

[engine revving]

[tires screech]

♪ ♪

- Go, go.

Go, go!

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- [shouts]

[tense music]

- What was that?

Everybody check in right now.

- This is Smitty. We're fine.

- Cam? Andre? You good?

Hey, somebody talk to me!

♪ ♪

- [coughs]

[breathing heavily]

Andre?

Wake up, Andre.

- [coughing]

I'm good.

- [breathing heavily]

Andre, we gotta get out of here.

Come on.

[both grunt and groan]

Zahra's gone.

♪ ♪

- Where are the others? What happened to Zahra?

Did someone get to her? Are we all targets?

- Your concerns are noted.

♪ ♪

- But wait, what if we're the targets?

- Omar, will you just shut up for one minute

and let them do their jobs?

- There's a secure holding area down the hall.

- Great. Take 'em.

- This way.

[phone rings] - It's the Hub.

- Give me one second and I'll set it up.

♪ ♪

- Amanda, talk to me.

- SUV disappeared into a tunnel

about two miles from the crash site.

Never came back out.

Neither vehicle had plates

and we couldn't get a clean visual on the drivers.

- OK, I want us up on traffic cameras, CCTV,

toll booths, weather cameras-- it doesn't matter.

We got to turn the whole city inside out.

- On it, Wes.

If something's got a lens, we'll pull what we can.

- I'll alert the Politia.

- Tell them we want Zahra's photo posted

on every egress point out of Belgrade.

[distant sirens wailing]

Are you guys OK?

both: Yeah. - Zahra?

♪ ♪

- You OK? That looks like it stings.

- I'm fine.

- Let's get you cleaned up.

Any idea who we're up against here?

- I don't know.

But Zahra said she didn't want to go back to Tehran.

She thought that she might be a target,

but I think that she was going to say anything

to get me to cut her loose.

- OK, let's say someone did want her dead.

Why bother taking her from the crash site?

Why not just shoot her while you and I were knocked out?

- I might know why.

I just picked up someone's dash cam footage

from two minutes after the crash.

♪ ♪

[chatter in non-English]

- This wasn't an attack. This was a rescue mission.

- If that's the case, with the border sealed off,

she has no choice but to lie low.

Zahra's an Iranian female

wearing some pretty gnarly cuffs.

First thing she's going to want to do is get those things off.

- That won't be easy.

Those are double-reinforced steel.

- I'll look into it.

- OK, if Zahra was behind this,

then she had help from the outside.

So every prison visit,

any time she met with someone in Tehran,

if she sent a happy birthday message to someone on Facebook,

then I want to know about it.

- On it.

- Wes. [computer chimes]

This prisoner swap--

is this going to blow it?

- I don't know.

♪

[phone ringing]

[line beeps]

- [scoffs]

[phone chiming]

- Where the hell are you?

Cause that sure don't look like Pittsburgh.

- Look, I got business to take care of

that doesn't concern you.

- And what about Delila?

You know, your daughter.

You told her you'd be here.

- Yeah, tell her I'm coming, OK?

I just got to take care of some business on my end.

- Tell her yourself.

Come talk to your dad.

[phone keyboard clicking]

Delila.

Now.

- Hey, there's my girl.

- Don't put me in the middle of this.

- What, you think I want

to be on the other side of the planet?

I'm doing this for you.

- And? Any luck?

- Sorry, kid. No.

I don't think he's going for it.

- OK.

It's no problem.

- You want his number?

- No.

Sounds like he's just not into it.

Mom.

♪ ♪

- Nice work.

- What, like I don't got enough to deal with?

I got out of prison two whole weeks ago,

and here I am trying to do a nice thing for Delila,

connecting her with her brother.

- Oh, poor Dean.

He's always drawn the short straw.

- Careful, Cassie.

Careful.

♪ ♪

- What the hell happened?

What do you mean you lost Zahra?

- Our convoy was attacked. Zahra escaped.

But I promise you we are using every tool at our disposal.

- Oh, you're using every tool? Are you?

You couldn't have done that sooner,

like when you had Zahra cuffed in a bulletproof vehicle?

- Our orders were to hide the prisoners from Romania

and get them to Belgrade, which we did.

At no point were we warned

that we might get attacked from some random third party.

- It was a massive, catastrophic--

[sighs] OK, look.

I need to loop in the CIA director and the DOJ.

When they hear this,

there will be no end to the amount of--

- Will it help?

- What?

- Will calling the DOJ

in the panic that you're in right now help the situation?

- The swap is supposed to go down in two hours.

What are we supposed to tell Iran?

- We need more time.

I will find Zahra.

- OK.

OK, I'll be in Belgrade in one hour.

- Nope, that's cutting it way too close.

You got to let me talk to them.

- Our Iranian contact is Kasper Jafari.

He is not a pushover.

- Neither am I.

♪ ♪

Kasper Jafari?

Thank you for taking this meeting on such short notice.

- It is my pleasure, Special Agent Mitchell.

- You can call me Wes. - Wes.

I love that about Americans.

- Which part?

- Well, the invitation to be friends can start

with nothing more than a simple handshake.

So, friend,

to what do I owe this surprise?

- We hit a snag.

The Romanian Foreign Minister got some bad intel,

but your Iranians are en route to Belgrade.

We just need a few extra hours

to get everyone to the exchange point without losing any limbs.

- Mm. But you can confirm the transport has left Romania?

- Yes. - Ah, that's interesting.

Because I heard Romania closed its borders three hours ago.

Could that be related to your delay, I wonder?

- Look, I didn't have to come here.

I could have showed up two hours late

and said this is how it's going to be,

but I'm here because I respect all of the work

that you put into making this exchange happen.

So what's the question behind the question?

- Did you transport the Iranians past Romania's border

against the Foreign Minister's wishes?

- We did.

And the convoy barely made it out.

But rest assured

all three Iranians are alive and kicking in Serbia.

Omar, Farid, and Zahra have been locked up for a year

waiting, hoping to be free.

I'm going to make that happen.

I just need three hours.

- Let's make it two.

But lie to me, and the three Americans

we have in custody will be taken back to Iran.

And after that, there might not even be a bargaining table

for our countries to come back to.

♪ ♪

- So they just took her?

How do you know she's still alive?

- We are going to find her, Omar.

But I need you to both tell us if Zahra mentioned anything

about a rescue mission or a friend on the outside.

- We're never going home, Farid.

I told you we're going to die here.

My son. My--my beautiful son.

I'm never going to see his beautiful face.

- Don't you see they're trying to help us get home, hmm?

- They lost her. Lost her.

- Zahra made it clear she did not want to go back to Tehran.

And that she was willing to do anything to make that happen.

She said there was a man-- - Don't tell them anything.

They don't know what they're doing.

- Up now. Come on.

Up off your ass. Let's go.

- Don't tell them anything!

Please, don't tell them anything!

They don't know what they're doing!

Don't tell them anything!

[door clicks close]

- Zahra said someone was looking for her.

A man named Mohsen.

[tense music]

- It's the seventh most common name in Iran.

Zahra's got at least five cousins named Mohsen.

Never mind old classmates, ex-boyfriends.

- This is interesting.

While Zahra was in prison, she got a couple calls

from somebody who said he was her brother.

I just ran the audio through vocal analysis

and our algorithm is saying it's not a match.

This guy isn't her brother.

- Send that to me.

- Yep. But just so you know, I listened to every call twice.

None of the exchanges are remotely incriminating.

- Ernesto, shoot over that list of Mohsens.

- Sent.

- What are you doing?

- Running a search for any audio files

from press recordings or social media posts

related to everyone on this list and doing a comp pass.

[computer chimes]

Here we go. Mohsen Shah.

- Looks like he lived across the street

from Zahra when they were kids.

- Run them through our internal DBs.

If this Mohsen Shah was the one who took Zahra,

he needed access to firepower.

♪ ♪

- Got a match in the NSA's database.

He's Iranian cyberintelligence.

Shah's divisions hit several EU countries with data leaks.

- Zahra's cuffs.

I figured it out.

A vertical saw.

Because of how thick the metal is,

that's what she'd need to pop those cuffs loose.

- Can't imagine that's easy to find.

- Well, some jewelry repair stores use them to cut chains.

I found this one owned by an Iranian couple.

Supposedly closed on Sundays, but two hours ago,

CCTV caught the owner unlocking the front door

and then locking it again once he was inside.

After that, cameras went dark.

- Send this to Cam. - Mm.

♪ ♪

[knock at door]

- We're closed today.

- You don't look closed. - Hey.

I-I'm just here to do inventory.

But no customers.

- We're not customers.

- I don't want any trouble.

- Then we're off to a good start.

She look familiar?

[whirring noises]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[metallic grinding]

♪ ♪

- FBI. Stop what you're doing.

Look, I don't know what she's told you,

but trust me, you don't want to get involved.

Zahra, hands up.

[gun clicks]

- Turn around and walk away.

♪ ♪

- Hey. Put the gun down, man.

Look, man. We're FBI.

You do not want to pull that trigger.

Hey, you put the gun down, we can work something out.

Put it down!

♪ ♪

- OK, I'll do it.

- Stand up.

♪ ♪

- [whimpers]

- [grunts] - [screaming]

[sobbing]

♪ ♪

[distant sirens wailing]

- [sighs] She's in the back.

[tense somber music]

♪ ♪

- Get him out of here.

♪ ♪

- Come on. - [grunts]

♪ ♪

- She was about to fire.

I acted out of instinct.

Those three Americans--

Wes, if they don't get to come home

because of me-- - Hey.

That's for me to worry about.

You can't think that way.

Focus on what's next.

We're going to figure this out.

♪

- [sighs]

- We had no idea who she was.

As I told you earlier,

Fatemah and I had come in to do inventory.

- Actually, you failed to mention

your wife was here at all.

- Did I?

Surely, I--

- They offered us 1,000 euros in cash

to use our equipment and keep our mouths shut.

- Take them to the police for questioning.

- What are we supposed to tell them?

- Tell them what you saw.

♪ ♪

- We're boned.

[engine turns over]

♪ ♪

- [heavy sigh] - You want a water?

Somebody get him some water.

- We are absolutely,

10,000 times over, unequivocally screwed!

- There's--there's always a deal to be made.

- Which one of you did it?

[tense music]

- It was me.

- Zahra drew first.

It's within the FBI's protocol--

- I don't care!

You screwed up.

And now those poor Americans who spent the last two years

languishing in an Iranian hellhole--

- Hey! Enough.

♪ ♪

Anything?

- Merc's real name is Stefan Popovic,

but he's a hired gun.

He never interacted with Shah directly.

Even the Hub's at a loss.

Popovic's burner has no stored messages,

no contacts, no call history.

Shah scrubbed everything. - OK.

Let's just try to salvage whatever we can from this swap.

- And what do we offer Iran in return?

Zahra's claim stub from the morgue?

- We'd be up front with them.

That's how we get our Americans back.

- By showing our incompetence?

- By showing Jafari we respect him enough

to give him the truth.

- Respect?

Your agent lost Zahra and then shot her on accident!

- She didn't do anything on accident.

She defended herself!

If I was in that same situation,

I would've done the exact same thing!

Let me ask you something.

Would you rather it be one of us in the morgue

instead of Zahra?

- Jafari won't see it that way.

He will think that the DOJ

sent a bunch of Quantico dropouts to do this job,

and that is not respect.

That is an insult.

- Campbell-- - I've--I've been on--

I've been on both sides of this.

I've been the one who's messed up.

I've been the one who's gotten the apology.

The best strategy is always full transparency.

- And you think that'll work now?

- I don't know. But we gotta try.

- [sighs]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

I'm coming with you.

- You've been on the verge of calling DEFCON 1

for the last ten hours.

Maybe sit this one out.

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- [sighs]

[sighs]

♪ ♪

I'm just going to say this as it is.

Zahra Nawaz is no longer in our custody.

- Mm.

Yeah, well, that's interesting.

- Our convoy that was transporting her was attacked.

My entire team was nearly killed

and Zahra escaped with the help of an Iranian national.

- Where is she now?

- She's dead.

She drew a gun on one of my agents,

and my agent defended herself.

- What, you think you get a free pass for being honest?

- No. I think you greeted me as an equal.

And I'm trying to show you

the same level of dignity and respect.

My orders are to do everything in my power

to convince you to move forward with the swap.

The U.S. is willing to evaluate the potential release

of other detained Iranians at a later time.

♪ ♪

- Well...

sit tight while I make a call.

♪ ♪

- This is it. It's over. We're never going home!

- Shut up. I won't say it again.

♪ ♪

- [speaking Farsi]

♪

Wes, my friend.

Iran would also like to continue with the swap.

- Good news. Great news.

- Well, here's the thing.

Isn't that how you Americans say it, here's the thing?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Seeing as how you have only two prisoners to trade,

we'll only give you Eric Rubin and Melissa Nguyen.

- Will Strickland's a three-star general.

What assurance do I have

your country's going to take care of him?

- Yeah, well, perhaps you should have

considered that sooner.

Wes.

Take the two, or nobody is going home.

Your call, Wes.

♪ ♪

- DOJ wants to move forward. Two for two.

- What about you? Are you OK with this?

- Why wouldn't I be?

- Because you fought like hell to release

all three of them including Strickland.

You're just going to walk away now?

- You were pulled into this at the last minute

to do an impossible task.

Take the win.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- My orders are to take the deal.

- The U.S. Department of Justice

will offer you a diplomatic medal of honor

for not coming away from this empty-handed.

- Not my thing. - Mm.

- Let me make another play.

The man who helped Zahra escape--

I can give you his name.

- All right.

- Mohsen Shah.

He's Iranian cyberintelligence.

- Hmm.

I've heard of Shah. I know what he's capable of.

Which also means I know how difficult it would be

to pin him down.

Do you have him in custody? - Not yet.

- If you don't have a piece to trade,

we have nothing more to discuss.

Mm? - Mm-hmm.

- Yeah.

Release the two Americans.

♪ ♪

- Let's go.

♪ ♪

- It's OK.

[keys jingling]

[handcuffs clicking]

You can walk across.

♪ ♪

This way.

♪ ♪

- I can see him right there.

Strickland's in the back of that SUV.

- If we pull two cars, we could pin 'em down

and cut them off before he hits the city.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Eric Rubin, Melissa Nguyen,

you're going home.

- [gasps]

Thank you.

[sobbing]

- Congratulations.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

[dramatic music]

Thank you so much. - Thank you.

- Come on. This way.

- He's right there, Wes. [engines turn over]

- It's not that kind of op.

We pull a stunt like that,

there's no begging for forgiveness later.

Iran takes that as an act of war.

♪ ♪

- Yeah. Got it.

♪ ♪

- Hey, the owner of the jewelry repair store, Fatemah?

Turns out she's related to Shah.

Second cousin, twice removed.

- How is this coming to us now?

- Shah's family records were purged

when he joined the Iranian cyberintelligence.

Celeste just got into some state hospital archives.

- This is big, Amanda. Thank you.

- You guys turned the jewelry shop owners

over to the local cops, right?

- Yeah, but we just got word they're about to be released.

What's going on?

- They're our connection to Shah.

If we get him in custody, we can trade him for Strickland.

You and me. Let's go.

[sirens wailing]

- Agent Mitchell?

- Hi. We need to speak to Ahmad and Fatemah.

- This way, please.

[indistinct chatter]

There they are.

- We can charge both of you

with aiding and abetting Zahra's escape.

Now, seeing as how your role in all of this

was relatively minor, I don't want to have to do that.

But Iran still has an American in their custody,

and I just got orders from Washington

that I got to trade one of you for that American.

- We didn't know who she was.

We don't know anything. - That's a lie.

Here are the options. Either you help us find Shah,

or we're going to hand one of you over to Iran.

♪ ♪

- Which one do you want to go with?

- Well, I don't know. Do we really care?

- No. No, I don't care.

- So one of you is going back to Iran

and you get to try your luck with the MOIS.

Now, I hear they're not as polite as we are,

but I wasn't born there, you were.

So you tell me.

What's it going to be?

- Yeah, I'm done burning time.

Mm, you. Let's go.

Come on, get up. - [gasps] No.

- Come on. - Oh, OK. OK, all right.

OK, OK, OK.

♪ ♪

Earlier today, we received a call from Shah.

Mohsen Shah called us.

He told us to open up the store and let that woman in.

No questions asked.

But that's all we did.

- Hmm. - [speaks Farsi]

- I'm going to need you to call your cousin for me.

Can you do that, Fatemah?

♪ ♪

- OK.

Hopefully we get 20 seconds of a clear connection here.

Everyone good to go? - Yep. Ready.

- OK, you good? - Absolutely.

- OK.

♪ ♪

- OK, ready?

- Ready.

[dial tones chiming]

[line trilling]

♪ ♪

- What took so long?

- The police came to the store asking questions.

- What did they ask?

- They wanted details about Zahra.

I said I didn't know her.

- Good. OK, from here on out,

it's better if we don't communicate.

- Anything? - Need more time.

- [speaking Farsi]

Huh? You call me out of nowhere.

You say, auntie, I need your help.

You need to get us out of this.

- Now? - Almost.

- Your mother would be ashamed of you.

You just wait!

- OK, Khale, OK. I'll--I'll work it out.

- There he is.

- We're good. We got him.

♪

- Let's roll.

♪ ♪

[gun clicks]

Mohsen Shah.

- I don't know.

I don't know what you think I did, but I can help.

I have information.

[groans]

- You're under arrest for aiding and abetting the escape

of a prisoner in U.S. custody

and for assaulting five federal officers.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- You have him?

- You?

- Yes.

- OK, let's do this.

♪ ♪

- Let's go.

♪ ♪

- Lieutenant General Strickland,

it is my honor to shake your hand

and tell you you're going home. - [chuckles]

[soft dramatic music]

[sobbing]

♪ ♪

- Thank you.

- We're out of here.

♪ ♪

[wolf howls]