All language subtitles for Blood.and.Treasure.S01E04.WEBRip.x264-ION10

My name is Danny McNamara.

When I left the FBI, I thought

my crime-fighting days were
over, but then I learned

that terrorist Karim Farouk
was on the hunt for Cleopatra,

one of the world's
most valuable treasures,

lost for over 2,000 years,

to use her as part
of a massive terror attack.

To find him,
I needed some help,

so I went to Lexi Vaziri,
a thief.

LEXI:
Excuse me, a master thief.

And my father
was killed by Farouk.

DANNY:
Lexi and I have
a complicated past.

LEXI:
He wants to bring Farouk
to justice, I want revenge.

who want Cleopatra
as much as we do.

LEXI:
We're not sure
whether they're good or bad,

but the one thing
we all agree on...

DANNY:
Is that we need
to find Cleopatra...

[tires screeching]

LEXI:
Before Farouk does.

Previously on
Blood & Treasure...

DANNY:
The Nazis believed
that some sacred objects

held actual power.

Farouk left everything
from Cleopatra's tomb,

but what did he take?
Antony's sarcophagus.

What if he wants to reunite
Cleopatra with Antony,

turn an artifact into a
weapon of mass destruction?

I am Captain Bruno Fabi
of the Carabinieri...

art and antiquities
crimes.

What's this?

The medallion
says "Serapis,"

an ancient deity that had

a cult following
in the years of Cleopatra.

They must be her protectors.

Doctor, this is a dead end.

CASTILLO:
No, Max, this is a door.

"All those who disturb
the sacred tomb

"will come to know swift death

and be cursed for all eternity."

[laughs]:
Come here.It's good to see you, Chuck.

Danny's a complicated guy.

He follows rules and does
the right thing unfailingly.

He's the furthest thing
from complicated.

You and Danny have a lot more
in common than you think.

[laughs]

Simon Hardwick.

Guys like us should stick
together, shouldn't we,

Special Agent McNamara?

We find Cleopatra,

we'll find Farouk.

FAROUK:
Cleopatra's in Germany.

Well done, Omar.

LEXI:
Farouk went to a lot of effort
to get that photograph.

He's gonna go to wherever
it was taken.

[laughter]

[engine approaches]

[man shouts in distance]

Not so fast, Liebchen.

Meet our guest of honor.

Elke, say hello
to Cleopatra,

the future of the Reich.

But she's dead.For now.

But soon she will rise again.

And the world
will have no choice

but to bow to the Fatherland.

[cheering, applause]Ah.

Heinz, everybody, please,
please join us.

We must commemorate this moment
of Nazi victory.

[camera whirring]

[low rumbling]

[bombs whistling]

Air raid!Colonel Steiner!

Colonel Steiner, get Cleopatra
safely to our alternate site

and continue with the project.

We shall protect her
with our lives.

Heinz, assemble the men.

Yes, Herr Colonel.

Bring up the truck now. Move!

♪

[church bell ringing]

[sighs]
Nazis.

They sure love their castles.

DANNY: They were all
about nostalgia

for a storybook world
that never actually existed.

So they were angry
Ren fair nerds.

Genocidally angry
Ren fair nerds, yeah.

This picture of Cleopatra
could have been taken

in any of a hundred
different castles.

But I e-mailed
an intel analyst friend

from my FBI days who now
consults at a video game studio.

He's working
on a World War II game

that has a whole level
in a Nazi castle.

He sent tons of research
we can look at,

try to narrow things down.Good,

because Farouk's heading there,
wherever "there" is,

and I've got a bullet
with his name on it.

Metaphorically speaking,
of course.

[door closes][Father Chuck groans]

DANNY:
Chuck. You look...

awful.

What a pleasant welcome
from a guest in my own home.

Irish flu.

I had to end class early.

Are you still hungover?

FATHER CHUCK: Well, yeah,
I can't drink like I used to.

[laughs]: Chuck, you drink wine
literally every day at work.

Ah, yes, but technically
that is not wine.

When did you guys get so chummy?

Eh, now that I've gotten
to know your girlfriend...

Not his girlfriend.She's not my girlfriend.

Uh-huh. I can see
that my previous doubt was

a little extreme.Doubts?

You said she was the devil.

LEXI:
Aw, that was before

we bonded over making fun
of you, actually.

I learned all sorts
of interesting things.

FATHER CHUCK:
Uh-- don't worry, nothing

that you said during confession.

And yet, still so much
to be embarrassed about.

[chuckles]

Is, uh, is that a picture
of a bunch of Nazis posing

in front of the coffin
of Cleopatra in a castle?

Yeah, 'cause
that seems

like that's probably a big deal.

Right? Like,
historically speaking?

Big enough deal that Farouk
killed somebody to get it.

Inspector Karlsson,
I got your message.

It was conspicuously brief,
even for you.

I didn't want to give
too much away

over a non-secure phone line.

Don't tell me that
you're buying into this idea

that Farouk has
a mole somewhere.

Conspiracies--

people tend to see them in the
face of inexplicable tragedy.

There's nothing inexplicable
about it, Captain Fabi.

Asim Masood told Danny
he thought Farouk had a mole

in Egyptian intelligence,
and now he's dead.

At least he didn't die in vain.

You found something
in the evidence

from Farouk's safe house

that Danny
and Lexi found?

Yeah, I think so.

Communications with this man,

Taj bin Yusef.

He ran finances
for Farouk's organization.

They disappeared
at the same time.

And he appears to be back.

And he may
have Antony.

Where?Tripoli.

I'm sending over the information
to Libyan authorities right now.

Well done, Agent Karlsson.

Let me know if the Libyans
find anything.

MAN [over phone]:
Pronto.

DANNY:
Guys, check it out.

I think I found our castle.

Castle Schadelberg,
near the Austrian border.

Nazis did major reconstruction,
but research says

it was just to stabilize
the castle.

It's sitting on bedrock
in an area

not known
for seismic activity.

This is a lot of buildup.
Better be worth it.

The castle was under the purview

of the Institute
for Occult Warfare.

Okay. We might actually be
getting somewhere. That...

looks appropriately
ominous.

Doing construction for stability
is a great excuse

if you're trying to hide
from the world

you're building a resting place
for Cleopatra.

Sounds like it was
worth the buildup.

Whose side are you on?Mine.

Wh-When did that start
being a question?

Look, Reece's jet's
on standby.

We can be there
before nightfall.

Want to come with,
for old times?

[laughs]
No.

No. Last thing I need
is a flight over Macho Grande

with you two.

Where's Macho
Grande?

Nowhere near
where we're going.

Chuck's just bad at geography.

And yet I always know
the lay of the land.

Have fun storming
the castle!

[knocking on door]

[door opens]

Guten Tag.

Of course. How may I help you?

Are you the girl
in this photograph?

Where did you get this?

Uh, don't be alarmed.

I'm a doctoral student
working on a research paper

about Egyptian antiquities
during the Second World War.

It was a long time ago,
but, yes, that's me.

And-and that is my grandfather.

Ah. Anything you can tell me
about where this was taken

would be a great help.

Well, I-I, I don't get
many visitors these days,

but please come in.

I may have some other photos

that would help
with your article.

How do you take your tea?

I will not be having any tea.

[shouting indistinctly]

It's too late. Antony's gone.

Over here!

Max Najjar?

[indistinct chatter]

Fabi?

Max.

How'd you find me?

The Brotherhood
has been looking for you,

ever since the attack
on the pyramid.

We never leave
one of our own behind.

One of Farouk's safe houses
was taken down yesterday.

Intel led us here.

Thank you
for saving me.

Tell me, Max.

Everyone else was killed
in the explosion.

How did you survive?

[pants]
It was a miracle.

[winces]

Praise God.

And the terrorists
who saved you.

What? They didn't save me.
They kidnapped me.

They tortured me.

The Brotherhood suspected
as much at first.

Imagine our surprise
when we discovered

the payments you took.

What, what payments?

Don't lie
to me, Max.

Farouk paid you to tell him
where to find Cleopatra.

And when she wasn't there,
you must have

realized they would kill you.

So you offered to inform
on the Brotherhood to Farouk.

I-I would never betray
the Brotherhood.

Where did they take Antony?

Why do they want Cleopatra?

I don't know.

[grunts][coughs]

[choking]

[coughs]

[snaps]

[indistinct chatter]

LEXI:
If you want
to hang back here,

let me lead,
it's cool.

Seeing as it's your first time
casing a joint.

Just, when us
good guys do it,

it's called
"surveillance."
Yeah...

not exactly
the same thing.

[tour guide speaking
faintly inside]

TOUR GUIDE:
Welcome.

I am your guide
through this beautiful castle.

Unfortunately, we are
still waiting for two persons,

but I think...[Southern accent]:
Hi.

We're here for the 4:00 tour.

Mr. and Mrs. McNamara?

That's us.
Great.

Took your name, did I?

Well, first rule
of surveillance,

have a good cover story.

We're newlyweds.Hmm.

Was that a
Southern accent?Oh, darling.

I've got a whole character
and back story worked out.

Excuse me?

You're so beautiful.

You're such a beautiful couple.

Shall I take a photo of you
in front of the staircase?

Uh, we're good.
Thanks.

Okay. L-Let's start the tour.

Second rule:

never let anyone
take a picture of you.

After you,
Mr. McNamara.

TOURIST:
Oh, wow.

TOUR GUIDE:
As you can see on your maps,

this dining room

comes right after
the Ruhmeshalle,

the Great Hall...Excuse me.

Yes?
I can listen to medieval
architectural history

all day, it is
fascinating.

But my husband here is kind
of a World War II buff.

Guilty as charged.

I do like 'em nerdy.

[chuckles]

So could we skip the
lord and peasant stuff

and maybe cut
straight to the Nazis?

[Danny clears throat]If y'all don't mind?

Did they make any
changes to the castle?

The castle's history is
over 700 years old, and...

that dark era
was barely ten years.

But in those ten years,

wh-what specific changes
did they make?

When the war ended,
we Germans promptly removed

all Nazi iconography.

The castle now maintains
much of the original

furniture and features.

As I was saying,
the 13th century

brought some changes.

And if you follow me,
in the Ruhmeshalle

I can show you a very
good example of this.

[exhales]

What? What
are you doing?

Change of plans.
Place closes in 20 minutes.

Security system only covers
the doors and windows.

Okay, so we wait for
everyone to leave...

[clears throat]...take our time to
find the hidden section

where Cleopatra is.

You see, my apprentice,
there is still

much you have to learn
in the fine art of casing.

Like how to find
a bigger closet?
[sighs]

Look, it's not my fault
that people

were smaller back then.

Hmm.
Oh.

What?
Oh, I see.

Wha...? Oh.

It was the map.
I-It's just the map.

GWEN:
Thank you for coming,
Dr. Castillo.

I assume you have
summoned me here

because there's a break
in the investigation?

Yeah.

Would you be able to, um...

I.D. this man?

[Castillo gasps]

That's Max Najjar.

He was killed in
the pyramid attack

along with the
rest of my team.

You've recovered his body, then?

FABI:
Yes.

Tripoli Police found his body.

That doesn't make sense.

We have reason to believe he was
working with the terrorists.

They paid him
for information

on Cleopatra.Max would never do that.

He did.

And he paid
the price.

He was apparently tortured
when she wasn't there

and died as a result
of his injuries.

The Carabinieri and I
have been going through

Max's financial records,

trying to reconstruct the weeks
leading up to the attack.

It would be helpful if we can
have a timeline from you.

For comparison.Of course.

Ever since we entered

Antony and Cleopatra's tomb,
nothing has made sense.

I'm beginning to think
that it is cursed.

[closet opens]

So you're sure

there's no security cameras
in here?

Yes. We're good.

They were all at the
entrances of the building.

Oh, amateurs.

[excited gasp]Uh-uh.

Don't even think about it.

I was admiring the jewel inlay.

It was sparkling at me
from a-- Danny.

Those paintings have alarms
on them.

It's okay, I wasn't
gonna steal it.
Hmm.

I noticed
something earlier.

This painting is of
the original castle.

You can see
where it's different...

from the map of
the current layout.

This large berm
attached here

wasn't in the
original castle.

This is where the
Nazis supposedly

needed to
stabilize it.

And if Cleopatra's still here,

I guess that's where
she would be.

According to this map,
there's nothing beneath...

the lord's
chamber anymore.

Interesting.
Very interesting.

Could you believe
there are people out there

in the world-- not me,
mind you, but other people--

who have no idea
why that's important?

This castle would have
been built with a chapel

underneath the lord's chamber.

The Nazis, or these
Nazis in particular,

they were more about making up
their own new,

mystical Aryan religion
than following an old one.

So they got rid of the chapel
to make room

for the hidden section
of the castle?

If I'm right,
it's down there.

We just need to
find the basement.

So, how do
we access

your secret
Nazi lair?

Huh.

Might have something
to do with this.

They called it the black sun.

All right,
go ahead.

Explain to me what
the point of all this

Aryan mysticism stuff was.

Maybe it'll help me see a clue.[straining]

Well...

they spent a ton
of time and money

trying to prove...

that the master race
were Aryans.Which Cleopatra was not.

No, but the way
they saw it,

all of the great works
of mankind,

like the pyramids,

were directly attributable
to these

"Aryan supermen,"

descended from Atlantis...

Got to be kidding me.

They tried to rediscover
lost ancient and supernatural

technologies to weaponize them.

[blows]

Danny, these numbers
on the floor.

12, eight, 30. Mean anything?

Cleopatra's death.

August 12, 30 B.C.E.

I'm thinking they also
might be the combination

to the lock.What lock?

That one.

You see...

you know
crazy white people history...

I know how thieves think.

Each spoke of the black sun
is a number

one through 12.

Here we go.

[both chuckle]

12...[mechanisms clicking]

eight...

three.

[clanking]

Oh, my.

[grunts]

[grunting]

Not the toughest lock
I've ever cracked,

but since it would have
pissed off the Nazis,

definitely the most satisfying.

I knew there was a reason
I fake-married you.

Keep telling yourself
that's the reason.

DANNY:
Here, hold on.

[clattering]

Whoa.

Uh-huh.[gasps softly]

I bet you anything
this is an exact replica

of Cleopatra's tomb.

I mean, I don't love what
they've done with the place.

That's weird.

There's Greek mixed in
with the Egyptian hieroglyphics.

What were
these nutters

on about?

I'm not sure if even they knew.

Hitler was nearly always high
on barbiturates,

morphine, and crystal meth.

True story.

How did such idiots
almost take over the world?

Good people didn't
stand up to stop them

until it was too late.

Hey. Check it out.

[film projector clicks, whirs]

This...

will help us find out
where they took Cleopatra.

Looks like the castle was
attacked, so they moved her.

They must have left
some clue here

about where they went.

DANNY:
Kreisau Circle.

Goody.

Another secret society.

No, these were
the good guys.

German resistance embedded
inside the ranks of the Nazis.

A lot of them were Jesuits.

They considered themselves
protectors of stolen treasure.

The circles often indicated
hidden, coded messages.

Wow.
[chuckles]

Saltpeter.
Awesome.

Heat-sensitive ink,

invisible unless you know
how to look for it.

There must've been
a Kreisau spy at the castle.

Well, it's unlike any
code I've ever seen.

What do you
think it means?

I have no idea,

but Chuck has access
to the Vatican Library.

[speaking Arabic]

[screaming]

MAN:
American!

All right, go, go, go!

On the ridge.Got 'em!

[screams]

All clear.

We're clear!

Okay, I want everyone rounded up
for questioning.

[speaking Arabic]

Marwan, find out if anyone
here has seen our guy.

Let's be very careful
with the artifacts.

There's millions worth
of stolen treasure here.

MARWAN:
Agent Danny,

one of the men says your
archaeologist is here.

Could be our guy.

Or could be a trap.

Okay, nice and easy.

Check for trip wires.

Are you Simon Hardwick?

I'm Special Agent
McNamara, FBI.

We're here
to rescue you.

It's okay.

You're gonna be okay.

Medic!

Short, gray hair.

He had these deep set
brown eyes.

So he got away then?

I know this is difficult,
but when we catch him,

we're gonna have you to thank.

How did you find me?

I'm in the FBI's Arts
and Antiquities Division.

British intel
alerted us

that an archaeologist
had been kidnapped.

Meanwhile, we've been tracking
a new terrorist on the scene

who's been very well funded.Hmm.

We've been able to track some of
the blood antiquities he sold.

Did you get any idea
what he might be planning,

or why?

That's him.

His name is Karim Farouk.

He wants revenge,

and he won't stop
until he has it.

Oh, please.

Dealers are
such parasites.

All you do is profit.
You don't create.

Parasite's such a nasty word,
don't you think?

[speaking Italian]

[bartender
speaking Italian]

Grazie. Prego.

What I do is, uh,

I create the context
for the buyer

that sets an object's value.

Like that necklace
you're wearing, for example.

The craftsmanship's
a bit pedestrian.

Probably purchased from some
mid-tier jewelry market chain,

but the person who bought it
for you is special,

to you, at least.

Maybe someone you're
a bit in love with still,

which is why,
when the chain breaks,

which it's done
a number of times,

you get it fixed again and again
with new links,

making it unique
and priceless to you.

Okay, I get it.

So, what, are you only here
for the gallery opening?

Why don't you join me for
dinner, and I'll tell you...

Mr. Hardwick, we have
some questions for you.

I'm just in the middle
of something rather important.

It was nice
to meet you.

Uh... great.

Uh, don't you have
anything better to do

than bother me when
I'm working on something?

Work? That did not
look like work.

Well, not your
kind of work.

This isn't about your business,
Mr. Hardwick,

this is a murder investigation.

Max Najjar.

I believe you knew him.

Does anyone really know
anyone these days?

You transferred money
into his account.

Well, in that sense,
I knew him, yes, yes.

Max... Najjar.

Yeah, h-he was in some
financial difficulty,

and he needed to make
a quick sale.

How did Najjar come to work
with Karim Farouk?

How the hell should I know?

Let me break this
down for you:

there's no love lost
between me and the man

who held me as a slave
and tortured me for a year.

Maybe you'll also understand
that my business

relies on discretion,
so the only questions I ask

are to establish the provenance
of a piece for sale, that's it.

We will get to the bottom of
this, with or without your help.

Okay.If we find out
that you've

been financing terrorism,
knowingly or unknowingly,

you will be treated
exactly the same as them.

Right, that's good to know.

You should make a change to
your plans. Italy will become

a very difficult place
for you to do business.

More difficult than it is now?

[sighs] Let's go.

The Brotherhood of Serapis.

Does that name
mean anything to you?

What about them?

There are people in this world

that scare me more
than Karim Farouk.

I believe Max was
working for them.

He tried to sell me
this medallion he was wearing.

It had three intertwined
serpents etched on the front.

You want to find out
what happened to Max?

You want to get
to the bottom of this?

I suggest you look into them.

And maybe you'll
do me the favor

of not putting my name
on any paperwork,

because if you do,
my blood'll be on your hands.

DANNY:
We should stay here until
we figure out our next move.

So, you are very glucklich, ja?

Eh, lucky?

Because of the football match,
we have been booked for months,

but I just spoke
with the owner.

He has accepted to liberate
our last room.

It's very, um...

cozy, yeah?

Wonderful.
Thanks.

Gute Nacht.

[phone buzzes]Oh, it's Chuck.

He got my text.

"Interesting photo,
nothing jumps out,

"but I can look
into it tomorrow.

My gut tells me it has something
to do with Macho Grande."

The man's obsessed with
this Macho Grande place.

What's so great
about it?

Nothing. It's...
Fine.

Don't tell me. He will
next time I get him drunk.

He's gonna check in the
Vatican archives tomorrow

and let us know
if he finds anything.

Cozy.

It's okay. I can take the floor.

So we're
pretend-divorced now?

Don't trust me to share the
bed, or don't trust yourself?

Just trying to keep things
uncomplicated.

Don't flatter
yourself.

I am exhausted.

I only have eyes
for this pillow.

Yeah?I have had such

a busy day,

[German accent]:
climbing the big castles,

chasing the angry Nazis, yeah?

Yeah...

the accent's not
your strongest move.

What?

How dare you?

I'm just saying, I
have a few notes. No?

I was too nice,
wasn't I?

You like me better when I'm bad.

You like you better
when you're bad.

Maybe it's time we talk about
the elephant in the room.

There's barely room for us
in this room.

We're gonna find Farouk again.

[sighs]I want to make sure

we're on the same page.[gun cocks]

I know you want
to take him alive,

and for the sake
of getting along,

I'm happy to let you believe
that you will.

Killing Farouk doesn't
necessarily stop the attack,

but it does keep us
from finding out his plan.

And it makes damn sure
he doesn't get away again.

It gets justice for my father.

Revenge isn't the same thing
as justice.

Justice happens
in a court of law,

in front of
the whole world.

I don't care that the world
gets to see it.

I just want to be the one
that kills him.

If this is all about revenge,

even if you get what you want,

you're gonna be holding on
to the anger forever.

Your father wouldn't
have wanted that.

You're right.

You should take the floor.

[traditional German music
playing]

How'd you sleep?

Fine. You?

Never better.[phone buzzing]

Yo, Chuck?
You're on speaker.

That's Danny's subtle way
of telling you

not to say anything
that would embarrass him.

But don't hold back
on my account.

[chuckles] Okay.

Hey, uh, I sent your code to,
uh, some of my Jesuit brothers.

And, uh, I think we figured out

the answer.

And the answer may shake
the very foundations

of Western civilization.

Shh!

Are you guys holding in
your laughs?

'Cause I can't tell
over the phone.

If I say yes,
will you tell me what it is?

Sheesh. You two are a delight
this morning.

Well, the Kreisau code was next
to a very specific Jesuit Bible

that all of these guys
would have had.

This Bible was not
there accidentally.

It was the key.

Nothing? Really?

Nic Cage? National Treasure?

You guys are really,
uh, draining all of the fun

out of this for me,
you know that, right?

Anyway, this Jesuit library had
copies of the Kreisau Bible,

so we went through it.

Took us a couple hours,
but we figured out the code.

Now, each number corresponds
to a different letter,

in reference
to a specific verse.

We put it all together, and...

it spelled
"Sauber-Depot, garage 18."

Sauber-Depot?

Sounds like
an old military base.

Yeah.

The Internet said that it's,
uh, an old, uh,

an old Panzer repair depot
from the war.

And Maps says that it's
not that far from your castle.

Why would they take
Cleopatra to an army base?

Well, there's not many more
secure places in the '40s

than a German military base.

Hey, thanks, Chuck.

Hey, no problem. You know what?
We'll call it even

if you can pick me up
some of those, uh,

those apple pancakes they got...[click]

My God, is he a chatty one.

Look, about last night...

what happened
or didn't...Don't.

Don't. You're you, I'm me.

It's best if we accept it.

Yeah.

Come on. Let's go.

We're actually ahead
of Farouk for once.

[door opens]

Garage 18.

Not exactly where you'd expect

to find the last queen of Egypt.

Maybe that's
why no one has.

If Cleopatra was here,
I'm guessing

she wasn't here for long.

These walls make
no sense here.

They block the whole bay

and serve no
structural purpose.

Something behind this wall.

Yeah?

After you.

[Danny grunting]

[both panting]

It's a freight elevator.

To where, I wonder.

DANNY:
The Germans hid their treasure

in underground vaults

to protect them
from bombardment.

So if they were
in enough of a hurry,

they could've left Cleopatra

down there.

Let's find out.

We'd better be careful.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, God! [exhales]

Yeah.[sighs]

Whoa.

[chuckles]

Wow.

The good news is we're rich.

This was melted down

from the jewelry of the people
they sent to the camps.

Oh.

Wow.

Lexi.

Cleopatra was here.

In the photo, this was the top
of her sarcophagus.

Must have been hard
to travel with.

In the rush to get out,

they just pried it off
and left it.

[chuckles]I can't believe this.

Least we're getting closer.

Closer? To what?

Cleopatra?

Farouk?

What a waste.

"Close" is just another word
for "nothing."

[grunts]

You been looking for me?

Who are you?

One of them?

One of who?

Serapis.

They call themselves
The Brotherhood.

Does it look like
I'm one of them?

Turn around.

I said turn around.

So, who are you?

I won't ask again.

Lexi Vaziri.

Vaziri.

[chuckles]

Reza Vaziri's daughter.

A greedy little girl
who shed her skin

like a snake
to become a Westerner.

Who betrayed her own people,

got her father killed.

I betrayed my own people?

You killed hundreds of our
people, bombed the pyramids.

The pyramids are nothing
but an attraction

to Western tourists.

A symbol
of a conquered people.

You didn't find
Cleopatra there.

You won't find
her here, either.

You tell me where she went,

or this place becomes your tomb.

I'll never tell you anything.

[whistles]

Two men are coming.

Have it your way.

[grunts]

[grunting][panting]

Thanks.We're trapped.

Well, we might be able
to make it out.

Up there.[metal creaking]

Right.

You know, in case
this doesn't go well,

I think
we should talk about...No, no, no. We are not having

an "in case this doesn't
go well" conversation.

Okay, but if it doesn't...

We're gonna be fine.

Look, when Chuck
and I were kids,

we used to love
the Airplane!movies.

Huh?

Seriously? Airplane!?

"Don't call me Shirley."

Why are you telling me this?In the movie,

Macho Grande is that thing
you can't get over.

Thing you hold on to even
when you should let it go.

Chuck thinks
you're my Macho Grande.

So, is Chuck right?

Am I your Macho Grande?

Danny.

Danny!

[grunting]

Danny! Hold on.[Taser clicking]

[muffled scream]Come on.

DANNY:
Lexi!

[creaking]Oh, boy.

[screaming]

[grunts]

[panting]

Uh... little help?!

Help!