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It's anti-anxiety medication.

Some sort of metallic

nanite residue inside.

Where'd the pills come from?

Rachel Kasperian.
My ex-fiancée.

I figured
you were almost out.

He was tied
to the three Assets

we lost in North Korea.

And then he just happened

to point us
in the direction

of the evidence
that exonerated him.

He's cleared.
Drop it.

If the two of you need
to communicate openly,

there's a basement
where signals are blocked.

If he's such a good guy,

then part of him
will feel guilty

that I've been assigned
to fall for him.

That's good.

I'll update the pages.

"You're easy
to pretend to fall for."

You're asking me
to see real intel.

Classified intel. Why?

Because we want
our enemy to see it, too.

If we stop giving them
valuable intel, they'll notice.

You're sacrificing Poseidon.

Now we start the hunt.

Our enemy's selling intel
to whoever wants it,

regardless of how

it destabilizes
political alliances.

We're hunting
a lone wolf.

Chief of Staff: If you think
this is all I have to deal with

this morning,
you would be wrong.

I have better things to do,

but I will stay here all day
until I find out the truth.

Seven people
were on that email.

It has to be one of you.

Look me in the eye
and tell me you didn't leak it.

I didn't leak
the draft memo, sir.

I know your type.

I've seen it a hundred times
on the Hill.

Young, first time staffer,

and you think you can do
everyone's job

better than they can.

But to your surprise,

Washington didn't have
the good sense

to anoint you
the new golden boy.

So, you see a way
to get some revenge.

Make a buddy in the press

and leak something
to make us all look bad.

I didn't leak
the draft memo, sir.

So, tell me,
was it the money?

Money would be hard
to turn down for me, too,

if I grew up like you.

Dirt poor.

Trailer parks
as far as the eye could see.

Got into Princeton
on a needs-base scholarship,

terrified for everyone
to find out

you didn't belong there
with the rich kids.

We've all noticed
that nice suit

you wear every single day.

Almost as if
it's the only suit you own.

So, here's where we're at.

I don't care
if you did it or not.

Just admit to leaking it.
Let this be done.

And you can keep your job.

You know how you can be sure
that I didn't leak it?

Because if I did,
I wouldn't have sent it

to fucking ProPublica.

I'd have contacted
Jim Siedler at the Post.

Siedler, S-I-E-D-L-E-R.

Had him confirm

with committee chair staff
on background,

then instead of
running from it,

I would've convinced
the Senator to see it

for the winning
campaign issue it is

and use it to help her
get reelected.

Then, in six month,
I'd have your job, sir.

You're fired.

Never seen anybody
make him nervous before.

You must be important.

If you're part of
the congressional investigation,

you should know

I'm pretty sure
he leaked it himself.

I know.

I wasn't here for him.

Have you thought about
what you wanna do next?

St. George: The things
you can't carry...

St. George:
...write it all down

then bury it away...

...and try not to dig it
back up.

You have an office,
you know.

I think better in here.

That's concerning.

What's that?

That is the lone wolf hacker
that we're after.

A non-state actor with ties
to Russian Intelligence.

And I think I know

how we use Alexander
to draw him out.

dealer: Five thousand
to you, sir.

Raise, twenty thousand.
Ooh!

Strong, silent type.

Thinks he's got the cards.

Or-- Or has he been
waiting all night

just to bluff now?
woman: Mm.

I like it when new people
show up at this game, I do.

I-- I find it
to be interesting.

It's an interesting challenge.

You're trying to figure out
how to read someone.

dealer: Three of a kind
on the board.

I call.

dealer: Straight flush.

Ooh...

Nice pull.

I'm gettin' a drink.
Who wants one?

Drink? No? Drink?

man: Nah, I'm good.

You guys are so boring,
oh, my God.

So, you've been
undercover for two weeks.

Why don't you tell us
what you know?

Our target, Saul, is patient.
Careful. Smart.

He buys in with two hundred
thousand dollars, loses fifty,

and then walks away
with a hundred and fifty

in clean cash.

He's making everyone believe

that he's just
a terrible poker player.

But he's laundering money.

Exactly.
He's dirty.

Interpol liaison with the FBI

and in constant close contact
with criminal organizations.

It's perfect
for taking bribes.

What does he want?
Just the money?

I think
it's more than that.

He paranoid. Afraid.

He knows his time
is running out

and he needs protection.

Too many skeletons
in the closet

to walk away clean.

You... already knew all this.

It's been on our radar

that there was someone
compromised

in the International Division
at FBI headquarters.

The profile suggested
an Interpol liaison.

Now we have confirmation.
It's Saul Clemente.

And you wanted me
to see his face.

Yeah.

You know why?

You built Claymore
on the idea

of a source called Mosaic.

You're telling the enemy
that Saul is Mosaic because--

because there is no Mosaic.

You made him up when you
were still suspecting me.

But now you're picking a Mosaic
the enemy would want.

Someone compromised
they'd wanna use.

You're drawing the enemy out.

We sacrificed
real operations

to make our lone wolf
comfortable.

Now we set a trap

using Saul Clemente
as Mosaic.

And how do we do that?

The story
we tell the enemy

is that Mosaic has
an encrypted magnetic drive

with classified intel on it.

We make it known
that the drive

came from this region.

The region we know
our lone wolf operates in.

And on the drive
is the identity

of whoever placed the mole
at The Orphanage.

He thinks someone
close to him has flipped

and is selling him out.

He's exposed.

Exactly.

We get the drive to Mosaic

through an untraceable
third party.

The lone wolf
won't know who sent it,

just that Mosaic
is the one who has it.

The drive is the bait.

Our enemy
has to use Mosaic.

He needs to know
where the drive is

and who's seen it.

You get it on camera
and we back off

and see who shows up.

Not bad, Parker.

It's better than "not bad."

It's brilliant.

Oh, "brilliant."

Get close to him.

Position yourself as
a potential buyer for the drive.

We need him to tell you
about the drive on broadcast

so the enemy hears about it.

But don't let him figure out
who you are yet.

If he thinks
you're Orphanage,

he might assume
the worst and run.

It'll take time.

The next step
is one-on-one contact.

I'm already there.

He caught on
that somebody else

was staking me financially.

He thinks I'm a ringer.

He invited me
to some big game in Baltimore.

I leave tomorrow.

Keep selling
the idea to Alexander

that he's a part of it.

That he's earned
his place here.

You're good at that.

Nice work, Hale.

Instincts of an operative,
brains of an analyst.

Where were you
in the mid-nineties

when I needed you?

Work is good?

Yeah, work is good.

I have to go
to Baltimore tomorrow.

Aw.

You have time
to hang out tonight?

For you?

Always.

man [over PA]: Next stop,
Columbia Heights.

Doors open on your right.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we're being held
for a signal malfunction.

Service will resume shortly.

Uh, we can cut
the audio and visual, please.

Ops tech: Cutting all
external surveillance.

Hi.

Thought you were goin' home?

Thanks.

You're still looking
at this stuff?

This is from one of
the mercenaries in the ambush.

He knew exactly
where to go

because he had one of these.
- Yeah,

they had a schematic
of the house

because someone
on Klovach's side sold him out.

When you zoom in
on the schematic,

you see that "X"?
Next to the house?

That's a marking
where our Orphanage Asset was.

I know because
that's my handwriting.

I drew that "X."

The CIA didn't know
about our Asset.

And Klovach's people
didn't know either.

The intel
the mercenaries had

came from us.

Cobb, you gotta be
real careful

with what you say next.

Call and request
the schematic.

The CIA
has to turn over anything

we deem valuable
to the investigation.

Make sure
you're on solid ground.

I've got Osiris
with Mosaic.

- How much money did you bring?
- Enough.

How much
you plannin' on losin'?

- None.
- Ha!

It's gonna be good.
It's gonna be a good night.

You want a drink?
Sure.

Keep a far perimeter.

We don't want anyone to know
you're there, Remy.

Heh.
Never gonna happen.

This your place?

Yes, it is.
- It's nice.

It's quite a collection.
You like guns?

I like knowin'
how to use 'em.

Well said.

Go on. Try one out.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Oh. Oh, yeah.

Yeah, that one
is from the revolutionary war.

Which side?

Ha. You know,
I never really asked.

Here you go.
- Thanks.

Yeah. Here.

Grab a seat.

I mean, I'm sure
it changed hands a few times,

you know?

There's, uh,

always more to the story.

Speaking of,

are you Orphanage?

Osiris has been made.

You want us to breach?

We'll know momentarily.

You knew
we'd I.D. you eventually.

Yeah.

And show up right after
I obtained something

The Orphanage very much wants.

What, you planned
to leverage it from me?

Trying to steal it from me?

Nah.

You're gonna
buy it from me.

And what, exactly,
would we be buying?

Confirmation
that there's a mole

inside your house.

Not only that,

but I have
an encrypted drive

that confirms the identity
of who placed the mole.

And I have a price in mind.

As anticipated,

Mosaic would like
a new identity,

relocation
to a non-extradition country,

and the sum
of two hundred million dollars,

post-tax liability.

And he's offering?

Everything.

His entire network
of informants,

contacts, balance sheets,
and the drive.

He wants out.

Has he opened the drive?

No,
the drive is encrypted.

He can't read what's inside.

Which means
it might be nothing.

It'd be a pretty short con
if he was lying.

He knows
we'd be able to find him

and get the money back.

He believes
the drive is genuine.

We have to verify
what's on the drive

before we take the deal.

The bait is in play,

and the enemy
has seen what's needed.

Claymore is still
on track. Also,

we found our pill maker.

The pill samples
Alexander's ex-fiancée gave him

were provided by a rep
from Kevnik Pharmaceuticals.

He died in a car accident
a month ago.

They're covering their tracks.

But we traced the pills
to a chemist

in a black-market
compounding facility.

He's not capable
of making the tech,

but he did put
the nanites in the pills.

No connection
between either of these two

and the ex-fiancée.

I recommend
we tell Alexander

there's no evidence
of her involvement.

This'll put him at ease

while we finish looking
into her background.

And the chemist?

He's the next link
in the chain.

We don't pick him up yet.

Let's see
who he talks to first.

We are, uh--

We're starting to see
some small variations

in Alexander's signal.

But if it follows the pattern
of the subjects

from the prototype
Cassandra tests

that the DOD conducted,

there could be
escalations coming.

And once the nanites
achieve symbiosis in the brain,

the fatality rate
is a hundred percent.

How long do we have

between the escalations
and symbiosis?

There's a range.

From weeks...

to much shorter than that.

Then we'd better move faster.

Osiris is on the move.

Ops tech: Headed
for Baltimore. On schedule.

I'll be back.

Hey, can I get
a Port Grimaud?

What's that?

I-- I don't know.

The dude at fourteen

said that you would know
how to make it.

He's kind of pushy.

Ask him to order
something else.

Something that you can make.

I'm gonna take my break.
- Okay.

You got another one of those?

Michelle.

Oliver.

Sorry about the drink
back there.

Never heard of it before.

It's okay,
it was my mistake.

I thought
you were someone else.

Yeah, her eye color and her hair
were a bit different,

but something
in the way she stood.

Restless kind of energy.

Seemed like her
for a moment, that's all.

She was very special to me.

- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

We were in love.

At least I thought
we were in love.

This was in Port Grimaud.

I told her everything
about my life,

about my gallery,

and then one day,

my clients got picked up
by the government

and she had...

...disappeared.

With quite a bit
of my money.

I was sure
that she had used me.

You know,
I was furious.

I thought about finding her,

I thought about exposing her.

And then I realized that would
just make her run again...

and that's not what I want.

I had to find her
on her own terms.

I didn't care what she did,
who she worked for, or why.

I just wanted
to see her again.

I just wanna keep her safe
from whoever she's running from.

She's lucky.

I hope you find her.

Me, too.

If you need a ride,
I'm going downtown.

The Whitmore.

I don't get off
till later.

But thank you.

Best of luck.

Ah, I fold.
woman: Ah.

player: Oh, that was
like a lock, baby.

How about that? Yeah?

Hey.

Hey.

A lot on your mind?

I've been thinking about

that real estate investment
you mentioned.

Okay.

I think
I'd like to see it first.

Yeah, that's not really
an option.

You buy it,
then you see it.

Like either you want it

or you don't.

And if you don't,

I'm sure there are
other parties who might.

If you're thinkin' about
doin' anything, um,

untoward,

just remember...

I'm the only one
in the world

who knows
where that property is.

- I'm gonna go cash out.
- Okay.

All right,
we've got what we need.

We've shown the enemy
that Saul is the only one

who knows
where the drive is.

The bait has been set.

Osiris should be coming out.

Now we fall back and wait.

I want all teams on alert.

The lone wolf
will come for Saul,

it's just a matter time.

OverWatch up, please.

Why is he stopping?

Remy, what's going on?

I've got a sniper
setting up across the street.

Not one of ours.

What?

I've got a van.

Northwest corner.

Show me.

Driver has
a weapon inside.

They're here for Mosaic.

Is this the lone wolf already?

The enemy wants to use Mosaic,
not kill him.

This looks like a hit squad.

They're not here
for the drive.

They're here
to take Saul out.

And if they do,
we lose our bait.

Alexander
just has to get clear.

We can't risk him
getting killed.

Oh, fuck me.

Get Director Moira, now!

Remy, take out the sniper
and then fall back.

Copy that.

We have to play it like

Alexander's
any other operative.

We wouldn't be watching him.

We can't get there that soon.
It would be suspicious.

What do we do?

Yeah, yeah,
I'm comin'.

Are you believin' this?

Come on.

hit man: Move!

Get in.

hit man: Move!

Get down!

There they are.
Eighth floor!

Signals tech:
Up on surveillance.

Hostile on stairs
moving towards Osiris.

Show me the stairwell.

Punch in.

Signals tech: Enemy heading
toward the eighth floor.

Call his phone.

Now!

And where is Director Moira?

Stop. Go back. They're around
the corner ahead of you.

Who is this?

Orphanage, go back!

I need a passcode.

Oh, my God!

Every morning,
I look into obsidian eyes.

We have OverWatch
in the area. Listen to me.

There's a utility room
behind you.

Move your ass!

Okay. What now?

Where're we going?

Bottom of the stairs,
out the door,

then left
outside the building.

There's a safe location
two miles south.

The extraction team
will meet you there.

- Two miles?
- Well, I guess

you could just keep
hanging out in the stairwell

and hoping
they don't find you.

Two miles it is.
How many hostiles?

Uh, three on foot.

One in the van
on the other side

of the building
about two hundred-- Stop!

Just wait.
There's more coming.

Somebody burned me.

They blew my cover
to these psychopaths!

Quiet!

- What?
- Not you.

Oh. Sorry.

Come on.
We're going to a safehouse.

Not a chance.

We didn't burn you, Saul.

We need you alive.

Okay, it's clear.
Go now.

Headed south.

Van is starting to move.

Where now?

Um...

Uh, uh, okay, go--

What-- What is--
Is that a ramp?

Yeah, take the ramp.

I'm sorry.

Hostiles.

Uh, okay.
Uh, go... to the left

and then take--
- No, no. Go to the right.

Ambulance.

Actually, how do you feel
about stealing an ambulance?

Enemy closing in on Osiris.

Hostiles evaded.

Okay, we're here.

I need that entry key!

Okay, eleven-Alpha-Romeo-four.

We're in.
Where are the guns?

To the left.
The thermostat.

Turn it
to seventy-seven-point-five.

There should be
a sniper rifle inside.

It's not a DRD Paratus,

but it's something
you can work with.

How do you know
what kind of gun I use?

I'm paid to know everything.

You okay?
- Yeah.

You?
- Yeah.

I think
I yelled at my coworkers

more than normal today.

Extraction team should be there
in thirty minutes.

So just... hang tight.
- Copy that.

I'm glad
you saved his life.

- I'm glad you saved mine.
- So far.

Yeah, well,
when this is over,

I owe you a drink.

Whoever you are.

This'll all be
a blur later.

No offense,
but you won't remember me.

I got a pretty good memory.

Prove it.

Hey, Saul.

Extraction team's
coming in thirty.

Let's hang tight.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, hey, what's wrong?

Nothing.

It's just a migraine.

Hey, Letty?

It's dead up here

and I forgot
to restock the cellar.

Should take me
about an hour. Cover for me?

Sure.
- Thanks.

Pretty convenient.

You bein' there to save my life
at the right time.

You think
I'm one of them?

Or they're with you.

I wouldn't put it
past The Orphanage.

Maybe they set
this whole thing up.

Why would they shoot at me
if they were Orphanage?

Why not?

Because you're so valuable
to them?

Yeah, just wait.

It'll change.

Saul, this wasn't us, okay?

Look, you've spent enough time
with me to learn my tells.

Am I lying?

No.

You're not lyin'.

You believe it.

But maybe they need you
to believe it

so you can't mess up.

We run informants like that.

Get them to really believe.

They are a thousand times
more effective.

Sacrifice their entire lives

because they're doin'
the right thing.

But they never have
the whole story.

But I'm sure
you're different.

I'm sure they
tell you everything.

Look, I appreciate
the help back there.

You saved my ass.

But I can do it
on my own from here.

Hey! What the fuck, man?

It's a tracker.

Someone from
the poker game was paid

to slip this
in your pocket.

Do you know who this is?
- Yes, sir.

Time to move.

There is a tunnel exit

behind the gun rack.

We'll open it.

Come on!

Go.
- And, Hale,

we can't let Mosaic fall
into any other hands.

If he runs or gets caught,

eliminate him.

I need verbal confirmation.

Understood.

Hey.

- What're you doin'?
- I have a plane.

I keep it fueled and ready.

I can get to the airstrip.

Unless, you know,

I'm actually your captive.

Thing is, Saul,

we really need that drive.

So, you'd try
and stop me if I run?

Let's not find out.

Lead the way.

After you.

You're not the only one
that's good at reading people.

Apologies.

Shorthanded today.
- No problem.

What happened
to the item in this sleeve?

Number five-five-four-six-nine.

See the DIT?

That means
"Damaged In Transit."

Didn't make it here
from the CIA intact.

How? It was
in a protective sleeve.

I don't know.

The protocol is to log
condition assessments.

Who made that call?

Uh...

Five-five-four-six-nine.

"Condition assessment,
damaged."

Designation
made yesterday by...

Huh.

It's blank.

It doesn't say
who pulled it. Sorry.

Yesterday?

I thought you said
it didn't make it here.

Did I?
I must've misspoken.

Just leave it.

Monique?

Yeah, they told me

that you were American.

That was a big surprise.

They gave me
a couple of old addresses

and then from there it was

private investigators,

data firms running
facial recognition software,

and none of that worked.

It was just blind luck.

I came to town
for a gallery opening and I just

caught a glimpse of you there.

On a date with some fella.

Hope it's nothing serious.

Hmm.

I ate at every bar
and restaurant in town

hoping to see you
on another date.

Certainly didn't expect
to find you working in one.

Uh...

you mean,

like any of those people
you might not wanna see again?

I didn't tell anyone.

You're safe with me.

I'm not here
to sell your secrets.

I'm not here
to get revenge.

I just wanna know you.

I just wanna know
the real you

underneath all
of these personas.

I want the chance
to meet the woman

that you were
before you started running.

Till I find her...

I know.

Down the alleyway,
then make a right.

Don't do this, Saul.

I like you, Alexander.

Whatever leverage
you got on them,

don't lose it.

Saul!

Don't!

Osiris is safe.

Well done. Well done.
Ah!

Thank you.
Hey, good work. Good work.

You'll be receiving a formal
requisition order shortly,

but for now,
I need to see any electronics

or data storage
you've bagged.

No need.

We don't have any.

No computers, no hard drives,
no extra phones.

He must've kept it all
somewhere else.

Let's check again,
shall we?

It was nice to talk to you.

We think the hit squad

was a Mediterranean terror group
that Saul double-crossed.

Doesn't appear connected
to who we're chasing.

Bad timing, I suppose.

I'm sorry
I couldn't keep him alive.

Claymore is still intact.

Our lone wolf knows
the drive is out there,

and they're focused
on that now, above all else.

Which means
we still have an end game.

That hit squad showing up,

that... wasn't random.

We were the ones
that blew his cover,

weren't we?

Yes.

We leaked it to a group

who promised
they would take their time.

They lied.

But everything
would've turned out fine

if you hadn't tried
to save his life.

You always intended
for him to die.

Yeah.

Know why?

You needed to create
a dead end.

Now the enemy
has no more leads,

no one to question,

nowhere left to focus
except on finding the drive.

And that puts us in control.

Remember what happens
if we lose.

No one person
gets to be more important

than the mission.

I've been having
these moments

where my vision goes out.

It's like...
feedback in my brain.

If the migraines
are from what's in my head,

it could be connected.

We'll have Frances
look into it.

Did...

anything like that happen

to the other
Cassandra test subjects?

No.

I know
we're manipulating him.

And obviously
I'm a part of that.

And I know that The Orphanage
doesn't even tell me everything,

because they don't think
that I need to know.

And my first thought
when I heard

how we'd set up Saul was...

it-- it's reprehensible.

How you could just use
another person

and discard them
for a mission.

I mean, how does that
make us any better

than the people
that we're fighting against?

But you wanna hear
the second thought

that went through my head?

I was jealous
I didn't think of it first.

All my life, all these things
that've just been

constant problems,
and now, for once,

I'm a perfect fit.

My job is to protect
our country and save lives

by manipulating people
and sometimes

getting them killed
for the sake of a mission.

And I'm really good at it.

What does that say about me?

That the picture you had
of yourself was incomplete.

You know more now.

And if the old picture
keeps getting in the way,

destroy it.

But not before you figure out

whether you like
this new version of yourself.

I don't even know
who she is yet.

But I can't look away.

You know,
I think I realized something.

I mean, this whole time,

I've been trying to prove
to the people there

that they could rely on me
for field work.

And I have.

But I'm not sure
that's what I should've wanted.

When you don't have
the whole picture, how--

how do you know that
you're doing the right thing?

Sorry. I-- I didn't mean to--
- No, no, no, no, it's--

It's good to hear you talk.

Helps me not worry about you.

Would you like
to hear something

entirely counter-intuitive?

As are most aspects of this

ridiculous little world
of shadows

that we play in.

Be grateful for all the things
you don't know.

Ambiguity?
It's a wonderful sleep aid.

Because once you know,

there's no going back.

Senator,
can I have a moment?

- You used to work for me.
- Yes, ma'am.

You're on the committee
for national security,

aren't you?

Good to see you
again, too.

Ma'am, I need to speak
with the Director of the CIA

as soon as possible.
- Sure thing.

We'll get right
on scheduling that for you.

It's about Slovakia.

I know who betrayed
their mission.

One hundred percent.
What--

What do you mean?
I was just asking.

Make yourself at home.
I'm gonna pour us some drinks.

Okay.

You were a cute kid.

Oh, thanks.

Hi. Alexander.

Natalie.

Thanks for not
leaving me behind.

Every single one decided

to leave the kid behind
except for you.

It was a nice change of pace

to have someone
do the right thing.

Well, you're easy
to pretend to fall for.

I'm not supposed to give you
my real name, so.

It's between us.

Here you go.

Cheers.