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♪ And repeat ♪

Ganbei!

Mm.

Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Can we get another round of those?

Yeah, just keep 'em coming, please.

Oh, wait. And I have something for you.

Thank you. You're doing great.

Appreciate it.

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

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♪ Ooh, whoa, whoa, whoa ♪

- Yeah! - Sing it!

This one goes out to my daughters.

I drive 'em crazy with this all the time.

♪ Won't you come see about me ♪

♪ I'll be alone, you know it, baby ♪

Eddie Montrose?

Yeah. Hey.

Hey.

What's this?

What are you doing?

What's this, huh?

Drugs? - That's not--

I didn't--that's not mine. I didn't put that there.

- It came from your pocket. - All right, OK, OK.

How about--how about this? We call Chief Xian, OK?

He's a good friend--

Hey, you can't...

- No more talk. - Do this to me!

I'm an American! Stop!

You are under arrest.

You can't do this to me.

Stop! I'm an American!

Hey.

Thanks for coming in, Bill.

Yeah, you know Peter Cooper from Counterintel.

Only by reputation.

I don't see a shower curtain on the floor, so...

Ah...

Yeah, well, relax. You're not here to get whacked.

We just wanted to check in on your little side project.

I'd say I'm 5 miles outside of nowhere.

People in that office are careful.

And you're sure this is the right guy?

He's the guy.

I'm telling you, you got me looking for a ghost.

How do we even know there is a mole?

It's time we read you in.

OK.

Uh, so it was last June, and we rolled up

a Russian foreign intelligence officer in Brighton Beach.

He traded a data dump for a reduced sentence,

and it was classified intel leaked

from the New York station.

Leaked. To who?

That's what we're trying to figure out.

But the pipeline is real.

Why can't you find the valve?

Because I'm spying on spies. They're quite good at it.

And I have to say, I don't love the idea

of lying to my partner. - Really?

Isn't this the guy that called Colin Glass

an arrogant blowhard? - I did.

But, Bill, you need to get them to think

of you as one of them.

You have to drop the scarlet letter.

Do whatever you have to do to get them

to look past the FBI liaison title

hanging around your neck.

OK, well, what about Langley or DC, anything?

We haven't heard from anyone.

It's silent.

Morning, sorry.

- Bill, glad you could make it. - What happened?

Accidentally ingest some egg yolk with your breakfast?

Car troubles. I had to take the train.

Of course, it was running local.

Couldn't be helped. - We have a problem.

We flagged an item on the State Department's daily memo.

We got a U.S. citizen detained in Hong Kong.

Eddie Montrose, CFO of Hong Kong Financial,

arrested and charged with cocaine possession.

How does a finance bro getting arrested

land in our lap?

Because he isn't really a finance bro, Bill.

He's an intelligence officer. - He's a deeply embedded NOC.

He spent the last three years working on

a highly sensitive op against theft of American IP.

An operational CIA officer had coke on him?

Oh, so they say.

But the plant is standard practice for the Chinese,

especially if they suspect him of working for us.

MSS has made him, then?

No, we would have heard from someone--

Langley, DC, Beijing.

Well, either way, he knows the identities

of assets all across China.

So if they do confirm his identity,

and he starts talking--

He would compromise the entire network.

They'd all face the death penalty.

We have to bring him home now.

So what are we gonna do?

I do have a source from back in my Hong Kong days.

It's a high-ranking magistrate.

For the right price, he'd sign some papers,

get the charges dropped. - Oh, right, bribe a judge.

That was gonna be my suggestion.

Bill, shut up.

Who are we gonna use on the ground there

to deliver the cash? - He is risk averse.

He's been out of the game for a while,

but we go way back. He'll deal with me.

Uh...

So you're gonna go to Hong Kong?

Nikki, that is way too risky.

There's got to be someone new on the ground,

a handler who can-- - There isn't.

He is double-cloaked and triple-daggered.

I don't really appreciate being second-guessed.

I want to be wheels-up ASAP.

All right, come on then. Let's have it.

What?

The real reason that you're doing this.

Because there are plenty of other solutions

that don't involve you physically traveling to China.

Eddie and I were stationed together in Hong Kong

right out of the Farm. He had my back back then.

I'm gonna have his.

It'll be fine.

You can run point for a few days. Hmm?

OK, you won't back out, I get it, I really do.

But this? This isn't it, Nikki.

This plan is parbaked at best.

We should at least run it through the Hong Kong station.

No, no, we don't have time.

If they question Eddie, people die.

And what if they catch you?

Deputy Chief is a white whale.

Things are very different for you.

Call Jimmy Zhao.

I need a bag man when I get there.

- You sure about this? - There's nothing to it.

I'll give the bag to Jimmy. He calls Hong Kong.

A man on the other end withdraws cash

from his own account, drops it off to Nikki.

- Sounds bulletproof. - But?

Bureau's got a guy at DOJ in assets forfeiture.

Vouchers the cash, issues a receipt.

Works pretty well too. - Yeah.

Well, you guys like to leave a paper trail

visible from outer space, whereas we deal

in people, Bill, and trust.

Jimmy. - Hey, Colin.

Hey, come, come. And you brought a friend.

Oh, he prefers the term "chaperone."

He doesn't actually.

- Same as always? - Not quite, mate.

You got less than 15 hours till she lands.

OK. OK.

Oh, and remember,

it's always raining in Hong Kong.

- Miss? - Hmm?

- You forgot your umbrella. - Oh.

Thank you. - Yes.

Wouldn't want to lose that.

Always raining in Hong Kong.

Thank you.

You sure you weren't followed? - Of course.

I had a good teacher.

This must be important if your people sent you to backchannel.

Yeah, well, this isn't something

that the U.S. government can be seen handling.

An American citizen, Eddie Montrose,

he's being held in detention. - I'm aware.

We need to get him out quietly.

Documents will be ready in an hour.

It feels like we're not even moving.

We're moving.

You know, the whole time I was detained,

I couldn't stop thinking,

I'm never gonna see my family again.

You're gonna be at your daughter's

dance recital in no time, OK?

Jimmy, it's the middle of the night.

Colin, hey, my bag man in Hong Kong

just got picked up by the police.

Uh, OK, do you trust him to stay quiet?

He'll cut any deal he can.

I'm--I'm sorry, Colin. I'm gonna ditch this phone.

I'll see you when I see you.

Ah, ah, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it.

- Colin, what's up? - Listen to me carefully.

Your flight is overbooked. There is someone in your seat.

You need to book a new flight. Do you understand?

Eddie, look at me, you need to disappear

as fast as you can.

No, no, no. I'm not bailing on you.

Eddie, Alice and the girls need you, OK?

Gate 12C. See you back at home.

Stop!

Sorry, just made a wrong turn.

Stop right there.

You must come with us, ma'am.

We have some questions for you. - OK.

Hello.

My name is Huang.

What am I doing here?

I'm gonna miss my flight. - Oh, I see.

Then allow me to apologize.

I'm sure there is a mix-up in our paperwork.

OK, so I can go then.

A few questions first.

What is your name?

Nicole Bernard.

And where are you from?

Allentown, in Pennsylvania.

But I came here from New York by way of JFK.

And while in Hong Kong, you?

Went to the Tai Kwun Art Centre,

took the tram to Peak Tower.

Very well.

Well, if you'll excuse me, I'll get this sorted out.

In the meantime, I'll have some tea

and sweets brought in for you.

No, no, that won't be necessary.

I would really just rather catch the next flight.

This might take some time...

A long while, even.

Trust me, Ms. Nikki Reynard of the CIA,

you'll want a drink.

Understood.

That was the deputy director who's in Johannesburg

on the first flight back,

but he did reiterate that Nikki will be transferred

to a mainland prison-- not if, but when.

Usually after 12 hours.

- He confirmed she's been made? - Not in those words.

MSS is slow-playing this,

keeping it off official channels,

but Hong Kong police picked up Jimmy's bag man so, uh--

They've been watching the whole time.

When she's transferred, what then?

You really want me to spell it out for you?

I told her.

OK, uh, Gina, what else do we know?

Yeah, um, OK.

According to manifest, Eddie made it

through customs onto his flight

before the guards could stop him.

He's mid-air, but Nikki was removed from the airport,

possible security threat.

And as far as her phone goes, it's been wiped.

I mean, last signal transmission

was from a flight bound for Brussels.

She ditched it.

I need to call Larry Kriegman.

Good idea. Who's Larry Kriegman?

State Department liaison. He is different.

He's a Muppet with a Rolodex, but I need him right now.

Larry gets us into the Chinese consul general's office.

Get me everything you can on Consul General Chen.

- Yes. - OK, look, breathe, Colin.

We have to play out the ritual here.

Give 'em a chance to save face,

you know, just kiss the ring.

I don't want to kiss the ring.

I want to break the finger.

OK, look, I served overseas.

I know what it's like to worry about your commanding officer,

but your cover here is state, not agency.

You're a diplomat today, so be diplomatic.

I put the monkey suit on, didn't I?

Yeah, you look very happy about it.

Look, this isn't a social visit, Larry.

Things could get ugly, and when they do,

I need to know you've got my back.

Listen, Consul General Chen is smart,

and he very much enjoys being told

just how clever he really is.

Well, if he's smart, he'll return our people.

Yeah, right.

We understand mistakes happen, administrative errors

and whatnot, but we are not here to assign blame.

The Consul General appreciates your understanding.

It's best for everyone involved if we

resolve this as fast as possible,

get her on a plane.

The Consul General says the judicial process

in Hong Kong is independent.

He cannot simply demand her release.

Of course not.

But you are an influential man.

He says he must follow the law.

All right, let's just cut the crap, shall we?

This isn't about following the law.

This is about leverage.

I believe what my colleague is--

You have a U.S. citizen in your custody.

That is not something we're willing to tolerate.

He knows what I said.

You did your postgrad at Cambridge.

You understand English perfectly, don't you?

It's all right, Kai.

You claim this woman is a private citizen,

yet we know she's CIA.

We know what she was doing.

There are consequences for that.

If anything happens to her, if she so much as

catches a cold, then we will dismantle your consulate

and watch it crumble to the ground.

Do you understand me?

On the contrary, we are done.

They know?

They know.

They knew about Eddie too.

They have leverage.

We need some leverage. - What do you mean?

Trade them back one of their spies?

Yeah, we got no one in custody.

We exchanged them all with Beijing nine months ago.

I might be able to get us someone worth trading.

Right, you have a Chinese intelligence officer

on ice somewhere, do you?

Over at 26 Fed, I heard the Counterintel desk

looking into Chinese espionage,

a spy leaking trade secrets worth billions.

Well, you think they'd hand it over to us?

- Honestly, I have no idea. - Bill.

Bill, I've lost enough people in this job,

people that I really care about.

OK? I can't lose Nikki.

We're running out of time, so just, please.

Yeah, I'll see what I can do.

We're watching a reinsurance firm in Williamsburg.

Hundreds of Chinese employees on work visas,

and one of them may be passing weather prediction

models back to Beijing. - Weather prediction, huh?

Yeah, it's a thing.

It's worth billions.

Yeah, prediction models, who knew?

So...

I need you to reassign it to us.

"Us," huh? Uh, well, no.

It's only six months into a two-year investigation.

We're nowhere near an indictment.

I don't need it to hold up in court.

I need a high-value Chinese asset,

a bargaining chip. - You're in a bind, I get it.

And I'm sorry, but I can't be throwing

you a bone at the expense of another unit.

Even to prevent someone getting killed?

You told me to stop acting like a liaison,

get close to these people. That's what I'm doing.

Trust me, I would not be asking unless there was good reason.

Oh, you're gonna piss off a whole lot of agents.

You ready for that?

I wasn't ready for any of this.

A Chinese spy is stealing the weather?

According to FBI counterintelligence.

Guys, these models are a crystal ball

into the global economy.

Well, no wonder MSS is trying to get a hold of them.

Let's just say that the '08 crash

will look like a rounding error next to China

controlling our stock and bond markets because

they know what's gonna have value before we do.

Counterintel has only been working

this company for a few months. They don't have an ID yet.

Yeah, but we've drained enough water from the pool

to know that our Chinese agent works in

the actuarial division on the 12th floor.

Well done.

Since time is of the essence,

we need to infiltrate the company undercover,

root out the spy, and trade them for Nikki.

Exactly. That's a two-man job.

I can go with you.

Uh, Gina, listen, I really appreciate that.

But with Nikki gone, I need you here more than ever.

OK? - Yeah.

Yeah, I'll-- I'll call the CEO

and have him backstop our story.

Great. Yes, thank you.

Bill, come on, we're up.

Surely you have experience in this.

Of course.

Mostly deep cover, six months, sometimes a year.

Well, if you're used to six months,

60 minutes will be dinner theater.

You're the consultants I was told about?

Productivity auditors, to be precise.

Mr. Neelam, as group manager,

we understand that when we've been called in,

your mind immediately goes to layoffs, but, um--

Yeah, we're only here to determine

if everyone's properly maximizing

their time and efficiency.

Our goal is to synergize in the most

cost-effective way possible.

Hey. - Hi.

Take a seat, please.

OK, so just, you know, tell us a little about yourself.

OK. My name is Simu.

I've been here a year.

I'm the first one in, last one out.

I don't take any PTO or sick days.

No girlfriends, no distractions.

Impressive.

Very, yeah.

Well, I work in client services,

so they pay me a premium.

And then when a high-risk event happens--

- Like a weather event? - Sure, yeah.

Um, then I pay out part of the claim

just to--just to protect them.

So in this capacity, you'd have access

to proprietary information like, what,

weather prediction models? - That's right.

I'm in finance, so I'm pretty well acquainted,

but the models practically run themselves.

I'm just a cog in the machine.

So is that how you see yourself, Lin?

We all play our part, right?

How do you-- how do you see yourselves?

Excuse me?

Well, I imagine it must be hard

being a productivity whatever.

Auditor.

Um, the algorithms are just a part of what I do.

I'm--I'm more interested in the theory behind them.

Which is?

Leave nothing to chance.

OK.

Well, I think that's everything we need for now.

So thank you for your time.

If you could send the next person in.

That's everyone on the floor. What are you thinking?

Well, this is my first choice--

Lin Wu. - Yeah, no argument there.

She's the only one who asked us any questions.

Saw right through you. - Right through me.

Your accent slipped, if anything.

Just go and get her back in.

Gina, I need you to get me a full intel

work-up fast as you can.

Cross-reference with FBI files too.

It's a Lin Wu.

Yeah, this is where she sits.

Uh, so where is she?

She was here a second ago.

OK anyone know where Lin Wu went?

No? Thank you.

Hey, what's going on?

She's not here.

Definitely made us. - OK.

All right. Elevators.

OK.

She couldn't have gone far.

I'll call it in, set a perimeter.

No.

No, it's too late.

She's a spy. She's gone.

Ah!

Hello, again, Ms. Reynard.

How are you holding up?

That is not my name.

I already told you, my name is Nicole Bernard.

I do not work for the CIA.

You've made a mistake. - Mistake, yes, so you've said.

But I think we both know at this point

that this isn't the case.

So let's dispense with the charade.

Now, I notice that you didn't drink your tea.

You must be thirsty. - No.

This is baijiu.

It's distilled from fermented sorghum.

Has a sort of a floral, fruity aftertaste.

Please. - I'm Muslim.

I don't drink.

Then, what is this, I wonder?

Because it looks like a glass of wine--

many of them, in fact.

Moving forward, you should pay me

the respect of assuming that I know

much more than you think I do.

Now drink.

I won't ask again.

So now what?

- Hey, any news on Lin Wu? - No.

Phone's powered off.

Last ping was at the office before she ran.

Nothing on satellite or facial rec.

We'll find her, we will, no matter what it takes.

I just got chewed out by 26 Fed.

Oh, first time in the principal's office, was it?

Can't say it came as a surprise.

Good news is we ID'd their spy.

Yeah, bad news is we lost her.

Yeah, that's what they were focused on too.

All right, what have we got so far on Lin Wu?

Lin Wu is 29, Chinese national,

no next of kin stateside.

Hasn't visited home in two years

since she got her work visa.

There must be an address on file.

OK, work records show that she has

an apartment in Bed-Stuy.

Well, let's go knock on the door, shall we?

And before you start--

I know, exigent circumstances.

The warrant writes itself.

So much for knocking.

Oh, this way is much more elegant.

Empty, just as we thought.

OK.

Might as well have a look whilst we're here.

All right.

Not a personal touch, no photo, nothing.

It's definitely the spy aesthetic.

It's easier to run when there's nothing to pack.

It's weird-- toothbrush hasn't been touched.

It's like this whole place is staged,

like she doesn't live here.

Men's fragrance.

I think she must be working someone

at the reinsurance office.

So what, go back to the office,

gather all the guys, see who reeks?

No, no, no, I know exactly who the culprit is.

- Who? - Kyle Neelam.

Lin's group manager.

Yeah, I think she must have got her hooks into him.

If she has, could be camped at his place right now.

I'll call Gina, see if we can get his address.

Let's go.

I'm gonna ask you one more time.

Eddie Montrose was one of yours.

For you to protect him, the extent of his knowledge

must be significant.

What does he know?

What does anybody know, hmm?

There is another way to think about this.

Mm.

You served time in the Hong Kong station.

Mm.

What he knows, you surely know something similar.

So we're gonna extract this information from you.

OK. I--

I want your entire network, everyone who aided you,

everyone you stole from.

I've got nothing for you, Huang.

Good old American hubris.

You shouldn't have come here.

Rising up the ranks, you forgot everything

you once knew and missed all the signs

that we were on to you.

But you can't blame a gal for trying.

You would be wise to be afraid.

I know what's coming.

And I've seen all the reasons that I should be afraid.

But even if I told you everything,

it wouldn't matter because

you made your mind up about me

the minute you walked through that door.

So do what you have to do.

And I'm not gonna break.

Then this is the end of the line.

Time is up.

Either you give me the names,

or I'll have no choice but to transfer you to Qincheng,

where the accommodations are not nearly as pleasant

and the host isn't nearly as generous.

I'm sorry it had to come to this, Ms. Reynard.

But for what it's worth, I'd grown rather fond of you.

OK, I'm coming.

Uh, oh, hi.

Can I help you?

Yeah, we're sorry to bother you,

Mr. Neelam, but we have a few more questions

we'd like to ask. Do you mind if we come in?

So, Mr. Neelam, uh, it has come to our attention

that, uh, you and Ms. Wu are engaged

in a romantic relationship. - What?

Come on, that's ridiculous.

Well, we interviewed every one of your employees,

if you remember.

Turns out you're not as discreet as you think you are.

It's not what you think. We're in love.

Well, that distinction leaves your HR department

largely unmoved, I'm afraid.

But I never showed favoritism or anything like that, I swear.

Work is work, but our love is...

Celestial.

Well, if you do see her, please let her know

we need to speak with her.

Is she in trouble?

She is.

She's in danger, and so are you.

Mr. Neelam, personal relationships

between employers and employees is something

that we take very seriously,

especially when the relationship

is undisclosed.

So allegations of this magnitude

is something that we have to really follow up.

And, uh--

All right.

Cuff her, take her to our safe house.

You need a full detail to keep an eye on her.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna arrange a meeting with the consul general,

see if we can't put together a prisoner exchange.

And if not?

I'm not there yet, Bill.

Miss Wu is valuable to us.

But an exchange of this magnitude,

Beijing will not allow it.

Well, you tell Beijing they can have their asset back,

or they can watch her testify in front of a U.S. Senate panel

and the rest of the U.S. population.

It's worth a call home, isn't it,

see what they say?

Last chance.

I want names.

I don't have any.

That is most unfortunate.

Good luck to you.

Something funny?

This won't go the way you think it will.

My people won't let it.

Well?

Consul Chen is awaiting their reply.

Large bureaucracy, many levels of

authorization required. - This is insane.

People are gonna die because you can't get this

across the finish line. Now we have done our job.

You go back there and do yours.

You think you're the first man

to stick a pair of pliers in my mouth?

I don't know if you believe in fate, Ms. Reynard,

but it appears yours hasn't been sealed quite yet.

Are you sure your safe house is secure?

It's in the name, isn't it?

Depends on who wants to keep you safe.

Shots fired!

Everyone back! Fall back!

Anyone see the shooter?

- No visual. - Nothing!

- Anyone? - Nothing, sir!

No, no. No, no, no.

Lin? Lin?

Lin?

No.

Ah, damn it.

I don't believe this.

Nikki's on a plane with MSS,

and we have got nothing to trade.

OK, so what I don't understand is,

who targeted Lin Wu?

Was it someone in Beijing?

I can tell you this, the consul general

was less than thrilled about this trade from the get.

Well, Beijing rushed it through,

so Lin Wu was important to someone over there.

And a threat to someone here.

Chen's the only other person who knew we had Lin in custody.

It just doesn't explain why he'd want her dead, though.

What if he was her handler?

The consul general of New York running

a spy op in our backyard? What, is he new?

Yes.

It's the perfect cover-- diplomatic immunity,

access to Chinese officials.

Why take out his own operative?

Well, the intel she was stealing was worth billions.

What if Chen was selling it off

rather than passing it back to Beijing?

He couldn't risk her exposing him.

There's your motive.

We have one tactical advantage.

No one else knows Lin is actually dead.

Right.

And if Chen thought that she survived the attack,

he'd try to finish the job.

So we'll set a trap.

We'll let him try, and then we'll

trade him back to Beijing.

Right, here's what we're gonna do.

Larry and I will go to the consul general

to update him on Lin's condition,

revising a few key details for our benefit.

Gentlemen, Lin Wu has been shot.

What?

Whilst transporting her to a secure location,

we were hit by a sniper.

- She took one in the shoulder. - My God.

Yes, but the good news is, she's still alive.

I'll tell them we're treating Lin at a safe house

that not even the State Department know about

and that we very much intend to have everything

lined up for tomorrow night.

Mark my words, gentlemen, this prisoner exchange

will go ahead as planned.

The U.S. government is not about to back down,

no matter who is trying to silence our detainee.

I will let our people know.

Once the trap has been set,

I'll head to the safe house on foot,

hope that Chen takes the bait.

Assuming he follows, Bill, you'll be there

running counter surveillance.

Gina, you'll have eyes on.

Once you confirm Chen's identity,

Bill apprehends.

Colin, I got him, but I can't make an ID.

He's right on you. He's armed.

Bill, get moving.

Seems like my work is done here.

Not quite.

Cuff him.

It's not Chen.

- Who is he? - It's his interpreter.

Kai, wasn't it?

You look different without your glasses.

I knew you weren't a diplomat.

Easy, mate.

I think you've got a lot more explaining to do than I have.

For example, Lin Wu is dead, which is bad news for you,

but good news for us 'cause we finally got our leverage.

Take him upstairs.

The asset, show me.

Where is she? What is this?

- Whoa. - Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey. Stand down.

Stand down.

We don't have Lin. She's dead.

What?

But this is the man who killed her.

Explain now.

Well, we knew Lin wasn't working alone,

that she had an MSS handler on the ground.

Our intel pointed to someone at your consulate.

Kai Lee, the consul's interpreter.

You have no right to detain him.

This was not part of our arrangement.

You're right. We'll leave that to Beijing.

But you'll want to make this trade.

You see, Kai's been a naughty boy.

He took Lin's intel and made two copies.

One he sent to Beijing,

and the other he sold to the highest bidder.

And when Kai heard we were sending Lin back,

he panicked.

He knew after MSS debriefed her,

you'd find out what he was up to,

so he silenced her.

You have brought shame to our country.

We will accept your offer for a trade.

You don't ever do that to me again, do you hear me?

Eddie?

He landed safe and sound.

He's back home with his family.

- How did you-- - Teamwork.

You're welcome.

Are you, uh--

you headed home?

That's the plan. I'm pretty beat.

Long night. - Yeah.

Yeah, one of many.

Well, cheers.

Night.

Bill, um--

Thanks.

Yeah?

I, um--well, I just wanted to say

thank you for everything you did.

Eh.

You really pulled your weight this time, finally.

All right. I'll see you in the morning.

See you.

Jubal?

Yeah, I think I'm in.