All language subtitles for Blindspot.S03E22.HDTV.x264-SVA-HI

(panting)

Well, I'm home.

I always wondered if I'd
actually make it back here.

Every detail.
Every decision.

Every... everything,
all leading to this.

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Are you seriously
trying to slink

out of your own
apartment?

I was slinking out
to get us some breakfast.

(phone buzzes)

What's up?

Patterson cracked
the next piece

of Roman's video puzzle,
and...

You can't talk to me
about it anymore.

I really wish you could
see this through

to the end with us.

Maybe this is for the best.

You have to go,
and I'll see you

when I sign
my exit paperwork.

Okay.

See you soon.

(Roman) Moreover, what from being
so long in twilight or darkness,

his eyes had acquired
the faculty

of distinguishing
three objects in the night,

words common to the hyena
and the wolf.

(Patterson)
So, obviously,

Roman is quoting
"The Count of Monte Cristo."

He did it in Venice,
he's doing it here.

It's a whole
full-circle thing.

It's very poetic,
if you think about it.

(Patterson) Jane has a tattoo
of a hyena on her left elbow

and a wolf on her right.

There's a connection,
but we just

can't figure out
what it is yet.

Also, there are three
words that Roman says

that do not appear in
the book's original text.

What three words?

Exactly.
He added them afterwards.

So, what are they?

What three words.

The words Roman added.

That's what I'm saying.

- Saying what?
- That's one of them, yes.

- Which three words?
- No, what three words.

- Oh, my God.
- Rich.

Stop. Roman added three
extra words to the quote,

the word "what,"
the word "three,"

and the word "words."

Why didn't someone
just say that?

- I did.
- I also did.

He was trying.

Hey, just be clear.

It is a website that devised
an address system.

It maps out the entire world
using a grid

of three-meter by three-meter
squares using words.

Enter any three words
into the search field

and it points to a unique
and precise 3x3 location

out in the real world.

What three words
does Roman want us to use?

What three words?

That's what I just said.

No, they're the ones
that Roman added.

(all arguing)

No, they are not!

Those words
got us to the website,

but they don't have a 3x3 grid
attached to it.

We're just
trying to figure out

where Roman is pointing us to.

Well, keep figuring.

In the meanwhile, we'll keep
looking for Crawford.

If we can't find him soon,

then we're gonna
lose him for good.

So, where the hell is he?

(Roman)
Hello, Hank.

I've been calling
for hours, Tom.

Where the hell are you?

Out of your reach.

I knew you'd blame me
for the failed attack.

Well, I blame you for
a lot more than that.

I never had a problem with
the FBI until you showed up.

You brought this
on yourself.

No, you betrayed me,

and then you scurried away
like the little rat you are.

- (computer chirping)
- I'm sorry you feel that way.

I swear to God,
I am gonna find you,

- and when I do...
- (disconnects)

Hmm.

Did you trace him?

Forget Tom.
The FBI is closing...

Yes or no?

Yes. It wasn't easy,
but I...

Where is he?

Hank, you still
have options.

- You can run.
- I don't run.

Well,
then turn yourself in.

Work the media angle,
paint yourself...

No, no, no.
I'm gonna find Tom.

I'm gonna silence him.

I can hang the whole
UN attack at his door.

I can survive this.

- Hank, as your friend...
- I don't need your friendship.

Just give me
the information.

(Blake)
What the hell is going on?

The news is saying
the FBI thinks

you were involved in the
attack on the UN yesterday,

and Tom's not answering
my calls.

We can't worry
about Tom right now.

And the FBI,
they're wrong.

But if I don't leave now,

I won't have
the chance to prove it.

I have a flight to catch.

What? Leave?
You're a wanted fugitive.

How are you gonna
fly anywhere?

We still have friends
in high places,

people we can trust.

Daddy, just stay.

Trust me, we can... we can
figure this out together.

I'll... I'll help you,
if you just...

No, be smart.
Stay safe, hmm?

You need to take every
precaution right now.

This will all be
over soon.

(door opens, closes)

(sighs)

Crawford's on the move!

A car service,
owned by a shell company

of one of his many
shell companies

just made a passenger pickup at
a building owned by HCI Global.

An armored town car
heading to the airport.

That's gotta be him.
We can intercept.

We gotta mobilize the team.

- (siren)
- (tires squeal)

In position.

(Patterson)
Everything's on track.

Our helicopter team has eyes
on Crawford's car.

Ready.

He should be pulling into
the choke point any second.

(tires squeal)

Now! Now! Go!

(tires squeal)

(distorted noises)

Get out of the car!
FBI!

(Jane gasps)

Get out of the car
and get...

What the hell
are you doing?!

It's a bait-and-switch.

Where's Jane?

(gasps)

(Weller)
Jane!

(loud thud)

Jane!

(Weller)
Jane!

Jane! Hey!

What happened?
Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay. My comms
went out. I missed the go.

I thought Crawford...

No, no, no, I'm okay.

Her lawyer's on the way.

So where are we on Roman's
three-word puzzle?

- What three words?
- Not now, Rich.

Copy that.

Okay, we've for sure
got something.

There are
a series of hidden numbers

inside Jane's hyena
and wolf tattoos.

They appear to point
to three words

in the 1884 French language
publication

of "Eat Pray Love."

I'm kidding. It's
"The Count of Monte Cristo."

- Obviously.
- Where do they land on the map?

Still don't know,

but we think it's
a simple book code.

The numbers represent a page
and a specific word on it.

So what's the problem?

Well, the 1884 First Edition
en Francais

has not been digitized
as of yet...

(mimics French accent) ...and we're
having a bitty, bitty problem

securing a physical copy.

I mean, I found one using
my dark web connections, but...

No "but"s.
Just make it happen.

We need to know where
Roman's pointing us

and we need to know now.

Copy that.

Hey, can I talk to you
for a second?

I know
your comms didn't fail.

I switched them out
for new ones

after Zapata's
glitched at the gala.

I passed out.

I've been getting
these headaches

and feeling really tired,

but today is
the first time that I...

Jane, we gotta go
to the doctor.

No, Patterson, I'm...

I'm pretty sure
I know what it is.

There it is.

My entire career
officially erased

with one flick
of the wrist.

These papers don't erase
all the good you've done.

Sure feels like it.

So what now?

Now? Now I have 14 hours of
facing the music with the CIA.

Your tribunal's today?

Look, everything'll
be all right.

Thanks.

But I'm not sure
it's going to be.

They backed me
into a corner, Reade.

I'm not sure this is
the right time for us.

Wait, what?
So, so that's it?

I don't get a say
in this?

You're my best friend
and I love you.

But I don't want to lose you

because we tried this
at the wrong time.

You know I'm right.

Don't talk like this is
something we agree on.

I'm sorry.

(deep breaths)

(chatter)

Something wrong?

Yeah, Blake's lawyer
just got here

and we have no idea
where Crawford is.

Where we at?

Game-planning
how to flip Blake.

What do you mean?

We have a mountain of evidence
against her father.

- Just drop it in front of her.
- Weller nixed that.

I don't want Crawford's
family lawyer

seeing one bit
of what we got.

Woulda been really nice to know
that before I put together

two color-coded
and collated dossiers.

(reports thud)

We tell Blake who her boyfriend
"Tom" really is.

- Won't work.
- Why not?

Blake's in love with Tom.

So, she loves him,
but does he love her?

Maybe we can use that.

(Weller) Your father is a
terrorist and a murderer.

(Jane) This isn't a
fishing expedition.

We have proof.

And when we find him,
we'll charge him

to the fullest extent
of the law.

Let me be clear.

My client has no knowledge
of these alleged incidences,

is not interested in aiding
your investigation,

and thus will not be accepting
any deal you offer.

We're not offering
your client a deal.

We're offering Tom one.

- Tom has nothing to do with this.
- Blake...

We can tie your boyfriend
in to the attack

on the UN assembly

and the attempted assassination
of two world leaders.

And we can prove
he was operating

under your father's orders.

The only reason
we're even considering

giving Tom a deal

is because we were able
to stop both attacks

and your father's
a bigger target.

Your father uses
people, Blake.

Then, he leaves them
in the cold

or he throws them
under the bus.

He did that
to an FBI director already.

I'm pretty sure he's gonna
do that to your boyfriend.

And he did it to you,
his own daughter.

You were a bait-and-switch
so he could get away.

You can't save your dad.
You can still save Tom.

I think we're done here.

A deal for Tom
is not enough.

I need assurance that my father
will be brought in alive

and that he'll have
the chance to clear his name.

Blake, we need
to speak private...

I need to protect our family
and our shareholders.

Millions of people
rely on the work we do,

and I refuse to sit by
and watch it all fall apart.

(sighs)
Do we have a deal or not?

We'll do everything
we can.

Where is he?

He fled the country
on a friend's jet.

The plane just arrived

at a private airfield
outside Cape Town.

Why would Crawford
fly to South Africa?

They don't have
non-extradition status.

Maybe he's not running.

Maybe it's
unfinished business.

I'll call
the State Security Agency

and coordinate operations.

Voila!

(French accent)
"The Count of Monte Cristo"!

(normal voice)
You ready?

Page 195,
word 176, "mille."

Page 408, word 40, "vie."

Page 61,
word 118, "roi."

Which roughly translates to
"thousand life king,"

and I think that should be
my nickname from here on in.

It points to Cape Town,
South Africa.

(Weller)
That can't be a coincidence.

Roman's there too.
I know it.

South Africa is where
this all started,

and now he's bringing me
home to finish it.

Let's move.

Yeah. Is Blake okay?

She's fine.
They couldn't hold her.

But they know
about the plane.

Oh...

It doesn't matter.

They won't get here
in time.

Let this go.

Come home,
turn yourself in.

We will put together the best
defense team money can buy.

No.
It's too late for that.

I tracked Tom's phone
to this hotel.

I'm gonna find out
which room he's in,

- and then I'm gonna...
- (darts flying)

Let me save you
some time, Hank.

(singing in native language)

(all singing)

(Reade)
Jane?

Yeah.

I said this is Nelson Coetzee,
our SSA liaison officer.

Welcome to South Africa.

I work for
the Director-General.

You have his and
the Agency's full support.

Thank you.

I understand this is a bit
of a homecoming for you.

(children laughing)

Yeah. I guess it is.

Good, follow me.
I have a car for us.

(seagulls squealing)

Hey.

You okay?

I don't know yet.

Kurt, I need to tell you
something.

My comms didn't go out
during Blake's takedown.

I passed out.

I think...

(lowers voice)
I think I'm pregnant.

Um...

Did you take a test?

Not yet, but what would
you think about that?

This could all
be over today.

I know.

So I think if there's
ever been a good time

to start a family,
it's now.

(laughs)

They don't respect us.

(Patterson)
What are you talking about?

Why don't we get to go
to South Africa?

Because they need us here.

Do they? I mean,
it's all in the cloud.

We could do 98%
of this remotely.

Or Afreen.
Afreen could do it.

She's very capable.
Woods, Brianna.

Okay, guys,
this should be the place.

The website mapped a three-meter
by three-meter square

inside the main house.

(Rich) Oh, also, the map
does not recognize levels,

so whatever you're looking for,
it could be on any floor.

I could have just told you that
from South Africa, by the way.

Nelson, stay here.
Cover us.

Let's check for any
trip wires or traps.

There won't be any.

Roman would never
destroy this place.

This is our parents' home.

(door opens)

(muted laughter)

- (Reade) This is it.
- (GPS tracker beeping)

We're inside
the 3x3 square.

(Jane)
There.

It's an arrow.

Upstairs.

(muted laughter and chatter)

I think this was our room.
Mine and Roman's.

Old habits die hard
and they all start somewhere.

There's something
in the chamber.

(Weller)
Is that...?

My family.

(muted laughter)

Why is Roman doing this?

He wants to remind me
of what we used to be.

What we lost.

(Reade)
But what does it all lead to?

A reckoning.

He's bringing me
back to the beginning

before he takes me
to the end.

Does the name "Xander"
mean anything?

It's engraved on the gun
with the number 21718.

Maybe Roman killed Xander
and took his gun.

No, Xander's not a person.
It's a place.

Now we need to find it.

(Roman, American accent)
Welcome back.

Do you know
where you are?

Tom...

Don't call me that.

Look closely.

I'm sure you'll recognize it
from the blueprints.

This used to be
an orphanage.

This is where my sister
and I were taken

after our parents
were murdered.

This place made us
who we are.

The pain, the violence,
it all started here.

And now I'm gonna kill
the man who built it.

Something wrong, Hank?

I liked you better
with your accent, Tom.

I'll bet you did.

My name's not Tom Jakeman.

It's Roman Briggs.

And before that,

when I was a boy
in this orphanage,

it was Eon Kruger.

My life fell apart
two years ago,

my family shattered
beyond repair.

I was on the run,

so I decided
to come back here

to find out
who was responsible

for what I had become.

See, that's when I first heard
the name "Hank Crawford."

You built this place,
you son of a bitch.

50 million soldiers who don't
serve country or cause.

Where do you get
that many people

with no loyalty
to any country?

It was a trial run,
wasn't it?

An early test.

"Building an army of soldiers
loyal to no nation,"

just like the one
you want to build now.

Well, I built
something too, Hank.

It took me two years
to figure out how,

and I almost abandoned it

because of my feelings
for Blake...

and for you.

You still can.

No. No, your love
and loyalty is,

and always will be,
transactional,

just like the woman who
rescued me from this place.

Well, we have time
for one last transaction.

You get a quick death
and I get to know why.

Why?

Did you know the full extent
of what this place was,

what they were doing to us?

Did you know?

I knew everything.

Every detail.

This was my passion project.

1-8, Xander 2-1-7-1-8.

Anything in the archives?

No! Shocking that
a secret torture orphanage

was not kept
on the books.

Okay, Jane said that Xander

was run
by apartheid soldiers,

so there's a good chance

that the building
we're looking for

is owned
by the National Party.

Yeah, but that
could be anything.

A government building,
hospital, church, school...

These archives
do not cut it,

and 2-1-7-1-8
does not show up anywhere.

That's it.

The South Africans
may not have put

the orphanage on the books,
but what if we did?

We? You mean, like...?

The U.S. Army.

We have Shepherd's
military history.

(beeping)

There.

File number 2-1-7-1-8.

The nature of the op
is redacted,

but the location isn't.

An abandoned military base

just a few miles from
the Kruger family estate.

That must be where Shepherd
rescued Jane and Roman,

the place
they came to know as Xander.

Thank you for your honesty.

I was expecting you
to... to lie

to try to escape
what's coming.

I don't run.

Yeah, well, you might've
if you grew up here.

It was a nightmare.

I'm sorry
for what you went through.

This orphanage was meant
to be the seed

that grew into the tree
that shaded the entire world.

Then why didn't you fix it?

We were children.

Why didn't you help us?

Because I was
on a mission.

And sometimes our missions
turn us into monsters.

How many others did you hurt
along the way, Tom?

How many lives
did you destroy?

Are we really so different?

No. We're not.

Imagine what we could
build together.

I mean, look at you.

You are the greatest thing
I have ever made.

I am so proud of you, son.

Whoo, no!

(inhales deeply)

Don't you call me that.

I'm not your son.

I'm not anyone's son.

We used to sleep
in this room.

Too many kids
on too few cots

so that we'd have to fight
for the beds.

(girl)
Don't! Stop it!

(children screaming)

The first time I killed someone
was in this room.

(muted grunting)

And now maybe
it'll be the last.

(car approaching outside)

What is it?

The FBI.

I didn't think
they'd be here so soon.

(Reade)
This place is a labyrinth.

(Weller)
It's clear on my right.

(distorted noises)

Get on your knees.

(Hank)
Give me your gun.

The FBI is here.

If you want out of this place,
you need my help.

Stop talking.

I can hold them off

and give you time
to escape.

I'm dead anyway, right?

It's over for me.

They catch me,
I am not spending

the rest of my life
in prison.

Why would you want
to help me?

Oh...

Fate brought us together.

Not once, but twice.

First through
this orphanage.

And then, after you worked
so hard to find me,

through Blake.

Whatever lies you told,

I know your love for her
is real, I see that.

And however much
you hate me,

I know you believe
in my vision.

Find Blake.
Tell her everything.

Finish what I started
together.

Whoa, Crawford's cell
just went live.

He's texting somebody.

Doesn't he know
we have warrants

to monitor his activity?

Apparently he doesn't care.

Tracing the call now.

Guys, Crawford is
in your building.

Where?

I don't know, but is that SSA
liaison still with you?

He's right behind us.

We just intercepted
a text from Crawford

to the Director-General
of the SSA.

The officer
you're with is...

Weller's hit!

- (Weller) I'm okay.
- Kurt!

- (Kurt groaning)
- Kurt!

(grunting)
I'm fine.

It went straight through.
Go get Roman and Crawford.

- No, you're...
- We gotta stop them.

This is our only chance,
so go get 'em.

Go, Jane.
(sighs, grunts)

FBI. Hank Crawford,
you're under arrest.

Turn around. Slowly.

Drop the gun!

I think you know
I can't do that.

You don't have a choice.

It's over.

Now where is Roman?

I don't know anybody
by that name.

Tom! My brother.

Your brother?

Well...

This is a homecoming
for you too, then.

Where is he?

He brought you here.
He brought us all here.

No.

He brought you to me
because we're connected,

the three of us.

(gun clicking)

One last transaction.

(sighs)
Oh, I got the gun.

And he got the bullets.

Then why are you smiling?

I made something... great.

(noises outside)

(Blake)
Tom, thank God!

Hey, I'm so sorry
I disappeared.

There was something
I had to do,

but I'm done now, Blake.

I'm done.
I'm heading back to New York.

It'll take me a minute
to get there, but...

Wait, no,
I'm not in New York.

Okay, well, tell me where
I have to be, and I'll be there.

I'm here, I'm in Cape Town.
I came for you.

- How did you...
- It doesn't matter how.

Just, just tell me
where you are.

I'm heading
somewhere safe.

Tom, are you okay?

Yeah, I am now.

I'll send you a pin,
and I'll see you soon.

Okay.

Hey, how's Weller?

Reade said he's stable.

They're on their way
to the hospital now.

What happened to
the satellite images?

Well, the SSA is suddenly
very prickly

about jurisdiction
with the whole, uh,

"we killed their guy dead"
thing, so...

(phone beeping)

Well, I'll be damned.

Blake Crawford's cell phone
just went live in South Africa.

What? She could lead us
to Roman.

Give me the coordinates.

We gotta get them
to Jane.

Hi.

Is my father with you?

No, he, um...

He's gone.

I'm so sorry.

Roman, what happened?

There's...

There's so much...
so much I need to tell you.

I love you.

That is all that matters.

I want to...
I want to marry you

and I want to have...

Wha... What did you call me?

(gunshot)

- (groaning)
- I know everything, Roman.

I know your name's not Tom.

- (painful grunting)
- I know you lied to me.

Used me because you wanted
to destroy my family.

Blake...

Did you kill my dad?

Who told you about me?

Someone I trust.

(sniffles)
Was it real?

Did you love me?

How could I?
I never knew you.

Good-bye, Roman.

♪♪

(painful grunting)

(dialing on phone)

(line ringing)

Well... I'm home.

I always wondered if I'd
actually make it back here.

Every detail,
every decision,

every... everything.

All leading to this.

Well, I kept my end
of the deal.

Now it's your turn.

All the money's yours.

But I need you
to promise me that...

you'll keep working,
you'll keep moving forward.

Or this will have
all been for nothing.

Roman...

- It's too late.
- Who did this?

(sniffling)
I'm sorry.

I know, I know.

Me too.

I never got out.

I never got
out of that hole.

(grunting)

That's not true.

Here.

What is it?

I told you once...

that I wasn't
afraid of death.

That I was ready.

But I'm not.

(sniffling)

I'm scared, Remi.

I don't want to die
in this place

alone in the dark.

You're not.

Roman, Roman, look at me.

Okay.

Look at the sun...

and this tree
and the view.

You're home.

- (sobbing)
- You made it home.

And I'm right here
with you.

(muted laughter)

I love you.

And I will see you again.

I promise.

♪♪

(Jane crying)

♪♪

(clattering)

(Weller)
Ow. Ow!

Oh...

Are you sure you're okay?

Yeah.

Fine.

South Africans that put me
back together...

said things didn't
look so bad,

- all things considered.
- Hmm.

What about you?

You want to talk?

He's gone.

What is there to say?

He was our enemy.

But he was still
your brother.

I'm sorry.

(door opens)

Oh, uh, sorry.

There's something
that I need you to see.

The drive's locked.

When Roman gave it to you,

did he happen to give you
a password?

No, can you hack it?

Not really.

It's a swipe-pattern lock

and we've only got
one shot at it.

We get it wrong and the whole
thing fries itself.

Why give Jane the drive
without a password?

Maybe he thought
I already knew it.

(children laughing)

7-2-9-8-0.

You sure?

I'm positive.
Look.

(beeping, chirping)

It's the arrow that Roman
kept drawing.

It's not an arrow.

It's a tree.

(beeping)

It's Roman's tattoo cache.

Part of it.

Look.
There's Perseus.

Then Valkyrie.

And the molecule tattoo
that got Stuart killed.

I'm sorry, I'm not trying to be
insensitive, it's just...

This is like
a greatest-hits album.

But there's also
stuff on there

that we've never
seen before.

Well, yeah, you don't
just play the hits.

You gotta try out
some new stuff.

Look!
There's the passage

from "The Count
of Monte Cristo"

with the words
put into it.

What? This helps us
solve more tattoos?

It's super fragmented

and some of the pieces
are missing, but...

if we could find
the rest,

it could help us
solve all the tattoos.

(Zapata)
You should've let me do it.

No, it had to be me.

I'm just glad you told me
the truth when you did.

This is how we take
the power back.

This is how
we change the world.

I know, I'm just not sure
I'm cut out

for what comes next.

That's okay.

I am.

(The Rolling Stones'
"Beast of Burden" playing)

♪ I'll never be your beast
of burden... ♪

(Rich)
Whew, huh?

(glasses clink)

So how did what's her name's
CIA tribunal go?

Haven't heard yet.

Hey, good work getting
that book, man.

Mm.

You know what,
don't thank me

until you find out
how much it costs.

How much?

Why don't I top off
your drink a bit there?

Talk about it
a little later.

There we go.

(indistinct muttering)

How you holding up?

I don't know.

Roman was my only...

We're from the same place.

Made of the same stuff.

Sometimes it felt like...

it felt like
he was one of us, too.

Because no matter
how angry he was...

(sighs)
he still gave his life to...

- (distorted noise)
- (breathes heavily)

(loud thud)

No! Jane!

Jane.

(monitor beeping)

(phone buzzing)

(painful grunt)

(phone continues buzzing)

Yeah?

(Patterson)
Any change since we left?

No.

She's still unconscious.

You need to come back in.

Roman's thumb drive doesn't
just hold tattoo information.

There's medical intel
on there as well.

It's incomplete
just like the tattoos.

Clearly, Roman didn't
want to keep

everything in one place.

So what'd you find?

Kurt, you might want
to sit down for this.

Just tell me.

It looks like
Jane is suffering

from some kind of
a ZIP poisoning.

What?

It's the drug they used
to erase Jane's memory, it...

I know what ZIP is.

Sandstorm flooded
her body with it

before they sent her to us.

I think that's what's been
causing the dizziness,

the nausea, the fatigue,

all the stuff that made her
think she was pregnant.

(Rich) There's a whole
section on this drive

about side effects...
hallucinations,

massive memory lapses,
memory relapses,

brain aneurysms.

(Reade) Roman was
suffering from it, too.

He was trying to cure it.

What do you mean, cure it?

According
to Roman's research,

the progression is not
very good.

And I-I think we need
to prepare ourselves

for this to get
a whole lot worse.

(Reade) But there's
still some hope here.

(Patterson) We think that
Roman gave Jane the drive

as some sort of treasure map.

And we know that there are
some pieces missing,

but it seems to point
to other drives

hidden in other places
all over the world.

If they're anything
like this one,

they'll have more tattoo clues
and more medical data

for the cure that Roman
was trying to find.

(Patterson) Finding Roman's
drives could stop more crimes.

But it could also mean

stopping whatever is happening
to Jane's brain.

(Reade)
Kurt?

(monitor beeping)

(line ringing, beep)

Hobbes, it's me,
it's Remi.

I'm in a hospital and...

I'm missing time,
I'm missing a lot of time.

I need to talk to Oscar
or Roman or Shepherd.

From what I can tell, I'm still
undercover with the FBI,

but I can't remember anything.

I don't know if
I've been compromised.

I don't know if...

I need help.

(female doctor)
Ms. Doe?

You're awake.

What happened to me?

I'm not up to speed
on the details.

I'd have to check
your chart.

You're not my doctor?

No, I'm your husband's.

You are Kurt Weller's
wife, correct?

Yeah.

I'm afraid there's been
a serious complication

with his gunshot wound.

The bullet caused
an intra-abdominal abscess

which his doctors overseas
must have missed.

He's in between
surgeries right now.

But I need to tell you,
it's not good.

Would you like to see him?

Yes, I would.

Come on.
Your friends are waiting.

Jane...

I'm so sorry.

Is he going to be okay?

They don't know yet.

Here, come
have a seat.

Come on.

(clears throat)

(Reade)
You can take his hand, Jane.

♪♪

Are you sure
this will work?

I'm positive.

I'll infiltrate
their ranks,

get them to trust me,

and then I'll rip them apart
from the inside.

(Reade)
It's okay.

We'll get through
this... together.

♪♪

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