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Once you start the car, put it in neutral.

Tap the brake twice.

Press the volume control three times.

You're looking at the best tramp money can buy.

RFID safe.

X -ray won't penetrate.

You could add a nuke in there and nobody would have known nothing.

Just because I'm Middle Eastern, you think I'm smuggling a nuke?

Unlock your doors and trunk, please.

Where are you heading tonight, sir?

A climate change conference in Chicago.

This gas guzzler?

ID, please.

Wait here a sec.

Nikki? Yeah. Border patrol's on the line. A POI hit at the Champlain border

crossing.

Hey. Yeah, we got it. Should we detain him, ma 'am?

How fast can you reroute us, Natalie?

I'll give me 60 seconds.

You'll get 30.

Yeah, let him through. We'll keep an eye out.

Free to go.

And, sir?

Welcome to America.

It's all that I have to do.

Three -bedroom?

Sounds expensive.

I was saying it's exciting. When do we meet the realtor?

Katie? I think I'm losing you. I'm headed in the elevator.

Yeah, I... Evening.

Evening.

I change it every week.

Thanks for telling me.

Sorry. Must have slipped my mind.

Oh, arriving together.

What is this, a sleepover?

Gina, you have something for us?

Yes, this is Omar Hayel, freelance courier, shuttles weapons and other

contraband for everyone from Iran to ISIS.

And lucky us, he just crossed into our border with unknown cargo.

Surveillance satellite tracked him to a motel in Plattsburgh.

Appears to be holed up for the night.

Who the hell let him in?

I did, Bill.

Sorry. All due respect, why?

Known weapons smuggler carrying God knows what, shouldn't we?

Scoop him up before something goes boom? He's just the bag man. I want to know

who's expecting a bag and what's in it. Yeah, exactly.

You don't arrest the postman if you want to catch the Unibomber.

Local PD is sitting on the perimeter right now, but they'll only move if he

bolts. I'll talk to Counterterrorism and see what they've got on Hiale.

Okay. All right.

I'm driving, by the way. I'd quite like to get there this year.

Do you have a license?

This is the guy here, isn't it? Yeah.

What was his name?

Officer Malloy.

Officer Malloy?

No. Hey, can you tell us what you saw, mate?

The guy?

Checked in the room 118 last night.

No one's come in or out since.

Thanks a lot to you guys.

Stay warm.

Bye.

Be comfortable.

You'll be watching that door a while.

You watch.

I plan on listening.

I assume you have a warrant for that.

What's a warrant?

Oh, now he's getting it. Yeah, hold that.

Hey, Omar Hayel.

Who's he working with? Right, Hayel.

So, do you have to be strictly freelance?

DHL for the damned. But now get this, our sources say he's on contract with

Lebanese military.

Why does Lebanon need someone like him? Do you follow baseball?

Not really.

It's a beautiful game. It's a perfect metaphor for international security. If

you want to go to a game sometime... Kevin. Yeah. The point.

Lebanon's in a rebuilding phase.

They're desperate for new prospects.

Historically, they don't operate outside the Middle East, just listening and

surveillance. Defensive specialists.

But Hial signals an intent to change the face of the franchise.

They're not looking to play defense anymore. They want to score.

Big time.

They're not just listening anymore. They're planning an attack.

Grand slam.

You waiting for me to say that was pretty slick? Oh, I think the slickness

self -evident.

Debatable.

Want me a protein bar?

All organic.

100 % bioavailable plant protein.

Yeah, I'm good, thanks. I prefer my nutrition processed and carcinogenic,

you.

You want to answer that?

Not particularly.

My fiance, Katie.

We're supposed to go condo hunting this week. Third time I've canceled.

I only know so many synonyms for I'm sorry.

You're engaged.

How am I only just learning this?

Well, maybe if you ever ask me a single personal question.

Have you been married?

No.

No. If you have someone you care about, then you have a weakness, and weakness

gets you killed.

But...

Congratulations. You got company.

Philippine case?

Yeah.

Delivering a poison.

You speak Arabic?

Pretty slick, huh?

Untraceable on tox report.

Instantly deadly.

For a hit, Anna.

Who is that?

Okay, let's just keep eyes on her. See if she leads us somewhere.

Nope, not waiting.

You're under arrest.

Wait, wait.

Who are you?

My name is Mona Azar. I'm an intelligence officer for the Lebanese

I want to defect.

Sit.

You talk like a man with significant rage issues.

You should look into that. You say you wanted the fact. We're going to need an

explanation.

Who are you guys anyway?

You, your FBI posture is a dead giveaway.

But you, doubles.

You're trouble.

What kind, I wonder?

You're right.

He is FBI.

Which means he can arrest you here for these two murders. So, Bill, why don't

you go and call it in?

Happily.

Wait, no.

Hold on.

I work for the Ducey and Puro.

What, your second bureau?

Mm -hmm.

It's the Black Ops wing of the Lebanese military.

They sent me here to take out a target in New York, but I got cold feet.

I'm done killing for the state.

Could have fooled me.

Omar Hayal, was he your target?

No. Hayal was my ride.

So who was your target, then? Your original mission?

I was supposed to meet my contact tonight to get the details.

His name is Khalil Malib.

Director of the Levant Cultural Exchange in Astoria.

Mona Azar's story checks out. Her contact, Khalil Malib, who countered

terrorism, has been watching him for years.

They think he's using this cultural center as a recruitment hub for

recruits Americans with Middle Eastern roots.

We have nothing concrete on Malib. He keeps his hands clean. He is totally

insulated. He's insulated from us and not from Mona.

Protocol says we take defectors to Langley for debrief, but if she misses

meet with Malib, Beirut will just find another assassin and go ahead with the

hit. Right, so we use her as bait, take her to that meeting, we stay in the

loop, make a bigger play.

Exactly. If we play this right, we don't just stop this attack.

We dismantle their entire network.

You're so tense.

If you uncuff me, I can give you a shoulder up. You touch me, I'm adding a

to the double homicide charge.

Relax.

I'm on your side now. You're not on my anything.

Those guys under a sheet back there, they were on your side. And you killed

them. My craft isn't a religion.

It's a game.

I played for my team. You caught me.

Now I switch jerseys and play for yours.

It's spending life in prison.

Or worse, Plattsburgh.

I bet you spent your whole life being a good boy, following the rules.

Why are you so angry?

She's got you pecked, Bill.

It picked up a tail.

Black SUV.

Okay, Bill, get ready to engage.

Hold on, everybody.

Go, go, go, go.

Down, down, get down.

How the hell did they find her?

Your shoulder.

You need stitches.

I'm fine.

Some more of your friends?

No. No idea who they are.

I swear.

Alright, thanks, Nikki.

Nikki knew how they tracked her?

Officer Malloy.

The cop watching the motel. He never clocked out of his shift. Apparently

found his car in the bottom of a ditch.

Found him.

Broke him.

Yeah, he must have given them our plates.

Both these cars are shot anyway. We better move.

They might have backup right behind them. Nikki just told me her ex

got a vacation home a couple of miles up the road. She said to make our way

there, lay low, and await further orders. So come on.

Let me guess, another cleanup crew?

Yep.

Any luck identifying the hit team? Yeah.

Great.

Contractors for a company called Northlake Defense.

Guns for hire, work for anyone whose money's green.

Payments originated from a shell company in Cyprus.

Financial front for the second bureau.

What twigged them to Mona?

The courier who smuggled Mona into the country. He must have had a check -in

protocol. When he missed it, second bureau hired Biff 1 and Biff 2 for

Which means?

We can't send Mona into the cultural center.

Plan A just crashed and burned. I want everything on Khalil Malib. If he was

rejected by the JV soccer team, I want to know.

On it.

Um, for what?

MB.

All right.

What are they paying you people?

Sit down.

Don't move.

Nikki's ex is the rich one.

Apparently she rejected alimony because she didn't want to accept hush money

from a narcissist.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. I just reopened the grave.

Hey, that's not a grave. That's a trench.

I just got to tighten this. We'll be good.

We have a first aid kit here. I can do your stitches.

I'm letting you near me with a needle? Not a chance.

My dad was a doctor.

I mean, if you lose an arm, you can't shoot a gun.

Relax. I'm good, but I'm not killing a man with a suture needle cut.

Okay?

Your dad taught you?

Mm -hmm.

Were you close?

Extremely.

My father spent his life trying to keep people on this earth.

I spent mine finding the most efficient ways to take them off it.

There.

Thanks. Your dad would be proud.

Thank you.

My mother was a chef, by the way.

Oh, really?

Let me share this with you as a thank you for the second chance.

I could eat.

Oh, pardon.

What can I get you?

Hi, um, I just wanted some, uh, tea.

We have many kinds of tea.

Oh, uh, well, I just wanted...

Regular. Give her a chai arani with nabat.

That's what?

It's a saffron rock candy.

You stir it and it sweetens the bitterness.

Oh, thank you.

You're welcome.

I've walked past this place a million times.

I've never come in.

You're Persian?

Oh, well, my parents were.

Then you are as well.

Do you speak the language?

No, not a word.

My parents came here during the revolution.

They wanted us to be very American, so now I can't even order tea.

That's a common story. To survive in the new world, we sometimes starve

the old one.

I have a place for people.

who want to learn what they came from.

You're welcome there.

There or not.

Thank you.

Thanks for coming.

Found this in the closet. Not quite my style, but it'll do.

Well, that's $2 ,000 worth of goat hair. Try not to bleed all over it.

No promises.

This would be a lot easier if you hadn't taken away the knives.

Well, keep up the good behavior and Bill may allow you a spork.

Looks like it carried away.

Could you grab the lid for me?

Sure.

Thank you.

Mmm.

Good. But never as good as my M .S.

Agent Billy, am I a very good cook?

Her pot roast, my death row meal.

Colin, what was Mummy's specialty?

Well, I grew up in England, so boiled until grey is our national cuisine.

Come on, she had to make something.

Well, I didn't really get much of my mum's cuisine. She passed away when I

ten. And then my dad left us three months later.

But, um, I do remember Sundays after church, she'd always buy a packet of

gums. And she knew that I hated the yellow ones, so she'd always have my

and give me her reds.

She probably hated the yellow ones, too.

And that's what a mother does.

Well, won't be as good as food scums, but it'll have to do.

Latine.

Switch with Collins.

What, you think I have a cyanide tablet in my tooth?

I think you're an assassin who knows a lot of creative ways to kill people.

Okay.

Really?

All right.

Okay.

Good enough?

Come on, eat.

Yeah, it's good enough for me.

Mmm.

Mmm. Oh.

Wow.

Hell, I'm hungry.

Mmm.

Wow. Mmm.

Not normally a spice guy, but that's incredible.

Your friend has excellent taste in canned peppers, but they will sneak up

you. Yeah.

Okay. Cheers.

To mothers.

To America.

I'll always drink to that.

You weren't lying. Those peppers are no joke.

I can barely feel my tongue.

You know, this totally reminds me of a meal that I had in Aleppo in, like,

2014.

It was, um, in, um...

Colin, you okay? In, uh... What the hell in...

Water.

You... You boy...

Very good deduction, Agent Bill.

I found muscle relaxers in the emergency kit. Crushed them into the pitcher.

New Westerners never could take spice.

But don't worry.

You'll only be out for an hour.

Or ten.

Go and find the measuring spoons.

Bonne nuit.

Bonne nuit.

Go on, say it. I can hear you screaming it in your head. I told you so.

You said it, not me. But I did warn you. Oh, here we go.

She played you.

Snipped out your abandonment issues.

Knew you were just desperate for a hug from Mommy.

She cracked you open like a walnut and forced your guard down. Oh, you maintain

peak situational awareness.

What are we doing? She's got a two -hour head start. We've got to get out of

here. I need to call Nikki.

She took my gun.

No, she didn't.

That's just great.

Did you check the garage when we got here?

I'm driving. There's no chance.

They let a tier one prisoner get away?

It's a question I'm sure I'm going to ask many times at our after -action

debrief. Let's just back up and focus on what we know. Mona only claimed to

defect after Colin and Bill caught her.

Right, so you think this was all a ruse. She was scrambling, looking for her

first way to escape. No, her original plan is burned. She can't meet her

at the cultural center. She knows we're going to have eyes on that. So where is

she going to go? I think I might know where.

Mona used a laptop to do a detailed search on a Samir Allen. He's a Lebanese

-born, naturalized U .S. citizen, a graduate student at Hudson University

biochemical engineering.

Samir could be providing her another poison or a bomb.

Whatever it is, she could be back on her original mission to assassinate her

target in New York. I'll get word back to Colin and Bill. They need to

her ASAP. Okay. In the meantime, can you help me with a distraction?

Can you find the second biggest donor to Malibu Cultural Center?

Yeah, give me an hour.

I've got 30 minutes.

Lots of news in the next segment.

Copy that.

By the way, I'm sorry.

For what?

Crack about the mummy issues?

No. Well, yes.

That.

I'm sorry for everything you've been through.

Mom dying.

Dad leaving.

You have to be a machine in this job.

And I'm sorry about that too.

I mean, Katie gives me a reason to make it home for dinner. She gives you a

pressure point.

The moment you let someone in, you hand the enemy a map to your throat.

That is a lonely way to live, man.

Better to be lonely than compromised.

Gina, make the call.

Excuse me. Hi. I'm looking... Salon.

I didn't expect to see you so soon. Oh, well, you made such a compelling case. I

thought I'd come and see for myself.

Well, I am flattered.

Come, let me show you a little bit of what we do here.

You have a call on line one.

It's the Alt -Aby Foundation. They want to pull their funding.

Oh, please, don't let me keep you.

I'm so sorry.

Could you come back tomorrow?

Yeah, I'd like that. That'd be nice. Tomorrow I will show you the VIP tour.

Okay. Okay.

Okay, I'll show myself out. Please.

Thank you for understanding.

Samir's lab is empty. His office hours start in ten minutes.

Well, she could be in the building already.

Let's split up.

Excuse me.

Seen this woman?

No.

Thank you. Appreciate it. Excuse me, bud.

Seen this woman?

Is that dead end?

Yeah.

Wait.

Got a... My four o 'clock blue hat, red coat.

You follow her? Got her.

Excuse me.

Where I come from, it's traditional for the coat to stay to the end of the meal.

We know you're procuring another poison from your supplier.

How did you... Let's skip the part where you lie and take us to Samir Allen.

Samir isn't my supplier.

He's my son.

Oh.

Right. It's the truth.

I got pregnant 20 years ago.

I couldn't raise a child, not in this life.

It would have been cruel.

I paid someone to bring him here.

He never even knew I existed.

The most painful thing I ever did.

You really expect us to believe you never intended to assassinate your

That's right.

My mission from the start was always finding Samir.

You can lock me up, but please let me see his face.

Just one.

I buy it. I'm not sure why.

Well, the thing is, Mona, you've now put a target on this kid's back.

Second Bureau knows you've turned. If they know you have a son here, and we

to assume they do...

They'll look for any leverage they can.

Okay, come on.

Can I help you?

Samir?

Sorry, do I know you?

Samir, we believe you're being targeted by a foreign intelligence agency.

You need to come with us.

Well, come with? Wait, who the hell are you?

We're with the U .S. government, and this is Mona.

She's traveled a long way to find you.

She's your... Mother.

I'm your mother.

You look just like my papa.

Your eyes.

They're just like his.

Okay, Samir, we can explain in the car, but we need to move.

Can I pack a few things first?

I don't think that's a good idea.

Please.

It's my life's work.

Okay, fine, but be quick. We may not have much time.

Can you hear me?

Is that your parents?

They're not kind.

I've rehearsed this moment so many times.

There's so much I want to say.

Well, maybe you can say it all in the cast. Come on, we cannot pack up your

whole lab. Give me a second, okay?

In the past five minutes, my estranged mother shows up with two guys from the

government to tell me that I've got a target on my back.

So forgive me if I'm a little scattered fellow. It's a lot to process.

Nikki? Hey, are you with Samir right now?

Yeah, why?

Okay, I'm going to send you a photo.

Samir is a second bureau sleeper.

They recruited him at the cultural center. They radicalized him and trained

in improvised munitions.

I think they tapped him to finish the job that Mona started.

Okay, well, we'll take that under advisement.

Excuse me a second. Samir!

Stay where you are!

Hey!

Out. Out! Get out now! This place is going to blow. Go, go, go, go!

They've turned my son.

Why? Why him?

Because he's your son.

They knew what makes him tick, how to manipulate him, and I mean he's the

perfect recruit.

Now he's going to finish the job.

Yeah, some sort of improvised explosive.

Gina, have you accessed the files yet? Last few hours.

Samir's search history has been tailored towards plastic printing companies. Any

idea what he's printed?

Looks like an ID badge for St. Michael's Hospital.

That's where his target is. Yeah.

Yeah, I mean, it's the perfect kill box, isn't it? He can walk in masked up like

a doctor or nurse, no one will bat an eyelid.

Should I have them evacuate the hospital?

No. He's already inside. He'll just detonate the bomb in the chaos.

Agreed. You guys need to find the target. We'll get there and nab Samir.

Don't hurt him.

Promise me.

We'll do everything we can.

It could be anyone, anywhere. We need to split up. Yeah.

I'll take the east wing, you take west. Yep.

Say, Gina, come on, give us a fighting chance here. Any news on finding Samir's

target?

Scanning, pulling, violating all sorts of HIPAA laws.

Do I even bother saying how illegal... Wait.

I got something.

Yes, ma 'am.

Rami Abbas, Lebanese exile, outspoken critic of the current regime,

to return to Beirut and run as a reformist. Sounds like the kind of

Lebanese armed forces would want to take out. Where is he? He's going into

surgery.

OR sick.

No, but that wing's closed to the public. Okay.

Okay.

I think I see Samir.

Samir!

Samir!

Samir!

Lock this floor down. Now!

Stay back. Come here, come here, come here. Easy, easy.

No. Look at me. You don't want to do this, mate.

There's no way out of this.

I let go of this, and this whole building's going to go down with me.

the gun down. Samir, look at me.

Look at me.

We've got this, right? You and me have got this. Phil, put the gun down.

Hey.

You don't want to do this, do you?

You don't know me.

No, you're right. I don't.

But trust me, I have seen people blow themselves up before and they have a

different look in their eyes.

Samir, you're not a killer.

You're a student. You're an engineer.

You're a friend. You're a son. I'm a soldier.

I'm doing this for my people. No, no, mate, you're not. You are doing this

now because you are terrified.

And that's okay.

That's okay.

Emotions are what make us human.

And that's the one thing they can't let you be.

Because they need you to be a machine.

I'm fulfilling my mission. You blew your mission the moment you met your mum.

She abandoned me.

Is that what they said?

When they recruited you, that she abandoned you?

It's the truth. No, mate.

I think she was trying to keep you safe.

But they picked at that wound, didn't they?

They rubbed salt in it until it was really hurting.

And I know because my people did the same thing to me when they recruited me.

They knew that my mum died when I was 12 years old and that my dad walked out

three months later. He didn't even leave a note and they pushed and pressed on

that bruise.

And they pressed and they pressed.

They said I didn't need a family because they were my family.

Yeah?

But it's not too late.

for you, Samir.

You still have time.

You still have a choice.

No, I don't.

I have nothing.

Hey, hey, hey, your mother, she just risked everything to spend five minutes

with you and she is waiting for you downstairs.

I think there's something still there to salvage, mate.

I just want to say goodbye.

Yeah, sorry.

That's not happening.

I

spoke

to DOJ.

He didn't kill anyone. He's cooperating. He could be out in five.

And what will happen to me?

You keep feeding off intelligence?

You'll get the factor status.

A new life.

A new life.

The mother goes through while the child pays the price. What kind of life is

that?

They're monsters, you know.

On both sides.

Agent Bell?

Be careful.

How is she holding up?

She sacrificed everything and got nothing for it.

I'd say she's taking it in stride.

Well, she's not the only one talking.

What, Malik?

Folded luck at CV trying, did he?

He gave up everyone.

Great work.

You know, the FBI is rolling up three dozen sleeper cells as we speak.

And you guys didn't just stop one assassination.

You crippled their entire network.

Huh. You know, you two almost look like partners.

If you squint.

Not too hard. Could pop a blood vessel.

So, um, does this mean I've got to give the car back?

We barely got to know each other.

Oh, no, keep it for the night. My ex won't miss it.

And if he does,

even better.

I was hoping you'd say that. Mm -hmm.

Good night.

Night.

I meant to tell you.

It's really moving, how you handled Samir.

Oh.

Thanks.

I remember what I said, to be honest.

I remember.

Yeah, you told him how your mom died when you were 12.

But you told Mona you were 10.

Is any of it true?

Does it matter?

I am home.

Katie?

You here?

Your turn.

Don't make a move.

You're home!

Yes, I am, buddy.

What? Missed you.

I thought you had to work late.

Well, I thought you might surprise us.

I do.

And you're just in time to leave.

I missed you too.

Come sit.

So, I'm going to lay a place for me, mister.

Okay. All right, so what's on the menu then? Matt, what's on the menu?