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♪

[Tires squealing]

This is an FBI Black Site.

Must be something big.

Eric.

Freddie.

You're looking good.

It's been, what?

17 years. Ah.

Freddie, this is Oliver Yates, profiler,

Zara Hallam, investigations,

and Maxine Carlson, my second.

Team, this is
Executive Assistant Director

Freddie Woods,
my old boss at the Bureau.

Taught me everything I used to know.

[Chuckles]

So, how can we help?

Follow me.

What do you guys know
about a radical political group

called The Philadelphia Project?

They're ethno-nationalists.

They don't define themselves
as racists...

just advocate for the immediate
return of all races

to their ancestral homeland

for the sake of human biodiversity.

- Sounds pretty racist to me.
- They're racist.

James Ellis...

one of the top guys in the project.

Came to us a few days ago
warning of a mass-casualty event

that was gonna happen.

Said he wanted to make a deal,

but before we could
get anything in place,

he and both of his lieutenants
were killed in an explosion

in a makeshift bomb lab.

What were they working on?

We have no idea.

We found a burnt SIM card at the site,

but we were able to pull the name

of another member of the group
off of it.

Charlotte Walker, 21-year-old student

at St. Christopher's College
in Manhattan.

Comes from a small town in Wisconsin,

has a 4.0 grade point average.

Her father is a big local employer,

and her mother runs the local choir

at the neighborhood Baptist church.

Her?

We've had her here for 24 hours.

We've tried everything.

Everything?

Yes, Ms. Hallam... everything.

We flew her parents in from Wisconsin,

see if we could shake her up,
but she stayed dumb.

She doesn't even want a lawyer.

So, what can I do?

Well, little Miss Walker here
made one statement...

“On Friday morning, 9:00 a.m.,

the world will hear
what I've got to say”"

Look, we know she's part of this.

I can't get anything out of her.

I thought you could take a shot.

In 124 minutes or less.

You know how many strings I had
to pull to get you here? Hmm?

I'll run the point.

Zara, dig into the research.

Yeah.

Let me front-load this for you.

All her cellphone records,
all the background data,

and we've got her laptop,

but they're working on the encryption.

Thank you.

All right, Maxine, come with me.

Maxine, I want you
questioning everything.

With this time pressure,
mistakes can happen.

Okay, so, first question...

What's your relationship with Woods?

Cute.

We were close.

Now... not so much.

So why did he call you?

'Cause the Ghostbusters
weren't available.

Mr. and Mrs. Walker?

Has our daughter said anything?

Not yet.

You're with the FBI?

I used to be.

We're working together on this.

You have to help us, Miss.

There's been a terrible mistake.

My daughter is not some terrorist.

I-I raised her right.

I'm sure you did.

She's afraid of something.

That's why she won't talk to us.

Must be.

What do you think, Mr. Walker?

Well, I-I think we sacrificed
everything for Charlotte.

Gave her an education,

helped pay for her college
in New York City.

Now...

we're here.

Will you excuse us?

That's the big question, right?

What's a girl like that doing here?

It's not the big question.
It's the only question.

Work on it.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna go ask her.

113 minutes until we get a surprise.

Okay, we're live.

[Radio chatter]

[Footsteps approach]

You can't do anything to me
that hasn't already been done.

Except give you what you want.

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Is there anything I can get for you?

Are you comfortable?

Would you like some water?

Coffee?

You got to be hungry.

I have Charlotte's FBI profile here.

Thanks.

Says she bought the
Philadelphia Project textbook

and swallowed it whole.

The FBI has profiled her
as a dogmatic extremist.

What do you think?

I don't know. Maybe they're right.

But whatever they've tried up until now,

it's only shut her down.

She's not afraid.

Okay, let's get serious.

Mmm.

Open up.

I see that you're not feeling chatty.

[Buzzer, click]

I'm not surprised.

I'm sure the last 24 hours

have been pretty suboptimal
from your point of view.

Just so that we don't get off
on the wrong foot,

I want to introduce myself.

My name is Eric Beaumont.

[Door closes]

I would shake you by the hand,

but I can see... that'd be awkward.

Good manners aside, in this moment,

the thing I want you to know about me

is that I am not an FBI agent.

In fact, I don't work
for the government at all.

You don't believe me?

I can prove it.

You ever seen a guy on a government
salary in a shirt this nice?

Handmade... in London.

Tough crowd.

What's he doing?

He always says
a negotiator shouldn't talk

more than 20% of the time.

We don't have time to follow protocol.

He's got to find something
she reacts to... a hot spot...

draw her out, get her talking.

9:00 a.m., the world will hear
what you have to say.

Sounds pretty ominous.

There's no chance you'll just tell me

what you mean by that, is there?

Well, you can't blame a guy for trying.

I don't get it.

How do you go from this... to that?

Let's start simple.

What's your name?

You know my name.

Okay. What's your favorite candy?

Jelly beans. No way. Mine too, actually.

You won't even talk to me about candy?

I guess you're just following orders.

Oliver: Okay. Okay, look at that.

We have some slight reddening
on her neck,

in case you can't see it.

Power struggle. Use it.

It's the hot spot.

Must be some very scary men
you're working for,

if the idea of betraying them is
worse than a lifetime in jail.

Oh, you don't...
you don't work for them?

I don't...

I don't understand.
I mean, you'd have to.

You're 21. You're female.

You can't possibly be much more
than a pretty face

for the boss to look at.

[Scoffs]

I know what you're doing.

I've studied my enemy's techniques.

Of course you do, Charlotte.

You're smart.

You're not a follower.

You're a leader, a decision maker.

And they, Charlotte,
are my favorite type of people

because they're the people
you can do deals with.

Everyone who has
come into this cage so far,

who are watching and listening
to us right now,

they've been interrogators.

They've been trying to extract
information from you

against your will,
but you have beaten them.

So they called me...

a negotiator.

You can't get me what I want.

The only thing I care about
in a negotiation is human life.

That is the one line I will not cross,

but everything... I mean,
everything else is on the table.

I may not be able to give you
everything that you want...

but I will get you what you need.

Let me give you something.

So, Charlotte, what is it you want?

I want to know the time.

Yes!

7:36 a.m.

They made an exchange.

He's starting to negotiate.

Are you lying about the time?

No.

Are you lying

about something awful happening
at 9:00 a.m.?

No.

No, I didn't think so.

And if you play by the rules,
then so do I.

Now, tell me
what's gonna happen at 9:00.

You know what Malcolm X said
about coffee?

“It's the only thing I like integrated”"

Smart man.

You don't take your coffee black?

You think I'm a racist.

I'm not.

So what do you believe?

That the mixing of races
is a terrible mistake.

Let me ask you.

Why do they separate
women and men in the Olympics?

- Tell me.
- Don't be obtuse.

Okay.

It's because men are stronger.
It wouldn't be fair.

So why not separate the races?

I mean, after all, when did you
last see a white guy

win the 100-meter dash?

The greatest lie
at the end of the 20th century

was that race was irrelevant,
that mixing peoples

of different abilities
and characteristics

wouldn't have a negative effect.

That you could keep a lamb
and a wolf in the same pen,

and the lamb wouldn't get eaten.

How is he just sitting there,
listening to this?

No, he needs to keep her
talking, Maxine.

If he calls her out on that
garbage, she'll just shut down.

In New York City,

one of the most ethnically
diverse cities in the world,

go to the Grove Outreach Clinic
in Queens.

You'll see terrible things.

Bugs everywhere, rats.

In the richest country in the world?

And you're telling me
these people wouldn't do better

in a country where they truly belonged?

Would you forward me
those files on Charlotte?

Coming your way.

I just talked to the techs.

They were able to crack her laptop,

but the hard drive just wiped itself.

What about the metadata?

Yeah, I'm getting an ETA on that.

Charlotte: All people of color
face discrimination.

Oh, he's got her talking.

Asian-Americans score the
highest on standardized tests

- Huh.
- by a huge margin,

and yet, less than 4%
of Fortune 500 CEOs

are from minorities.

So, if I'm understanding correctly...

and please bear with me,
because I can be slow...

you're saying that everybody knows

that the mixing of races doesn't work,

but they're too afraid to say so.

Exactly.

So you're just speaking the truth?

Yes.

If that's so,

is violence... and, presumably, death...

the best way
of getting people to listen?

Maxine: Charlotte told Mr. Beaumont
about an outreach center.

The Grove Clinic is a 45-minute
subway ride from her apartment.

And she's on our health insurance.

Her phone records say
she called them 23 times

in the last 12 months.

Any idea what she might be doing
at an outreach clinic?

That doesn't sound like our daughter.

We don't know this girl at all.

You have the full attention
of the U.S. government.

Whatever you say could reach
the president in 30 seconds.

I mean, considering everything
potentially at your disposal,

is your plan the best way
of spreading this truth?

This isn't an interrogation, Charlotte.

This is an opportunity.

$500 million in Bitcoin.

Untraceable currency. Not stupid.

We can get working on that.

Open up.

The people that you're
working for... the government...

they know what I'm saying makes sense.

They're not gonna spend
$500 million to stop me.

Are you sure that your plan
is going to work?

I mean...

the people you're working with...

blew themselves up.

She's clenching her jaw.

Hot spot.

Or maybe it wasn't an accident.

Maybe you found out
that there was an FBI informant

in your group, and you felt
you had to eliminate them.

Now it's just you.

And the bombs I have
walking around New York City.

[Siren wailing]

Today we are going to be solving
quadratic equations.

♪

♪

You have been totally
underestimated, Charlotte.

It goes to “Severe”"

Yes, all five boroughs,
all the transportation hubs.

Yeah, yeah.

Hey. They got your metadata.

She said “walking around.”

I mean...

suicide bombers, right?

Maybe.

[Cellphone rings]

[Cellphone beeps]

Maxine Carlson.

Right now,

with just over an hour to go
before the bombs go off,

you have all the leverage.

We're over a barrel, so...

be smart.

$500 million in Bitcoin.

Oliver: Latency's off a fraction.

I don't think you're being
straight with me, Charlotte.

I don't think you'd call off those bombs

even if we did give you $500 million.

I got something.

Eric?

I searched through
her Tor Browser metadata

looking for some black-market sites.

I found orders she placed for TATP

and wireless bomb triggers.

What do you mean,
“walking around New York City”?

That seems strange to me...
stealing from the ISIS playbook.

But, then, you're using TATP,

which means the bombs are small.

Her pupils are dilating...
fight-or-flight response.

She's afraid now.

Small, walking bombs.

May I?

Yeah.

Eric, if she's using suicide vests,

why wireless triggers?

The thing is, suicide bombers
set themselves off,

but you're using wireless triggers,

so you're using innocent people.

But how?

[Cellphone dings]

[Cellphone beeps]

[Cellphone beeps]

Eric, I spoke to the clinic
and sent a photo.

I just got confirmation.

Last summer, she volunteered
there under a fake name.

All right.

I'll stop with the dumb questions.

You're clearly not gonna tell me

how you rigged innocent people to blow,

but maybe you will tell me
why you've been volunteering

at that medical center you mentioned.

I mean, you got to see it
from my perspective.

Seems like an awfully strange
extracurricular

for a person like you.

These people are poor.

They eat cheap food and get diabetes.

Soon, they need their feet amputated.

She's deflecting.

If they're lucky,

they get given prosthetics
from the 1970s that don't fit,

and their lives are pain.

No, speech pattern is consistent.

She's not making this up.

Doesn't mean she's not using it
to hide something.

True.

These people are desperate.

Eric: Open up.

[Buzzer, click]

[Door closes, locks]

We got a lot of variation
on the word “desperate”"

I caught it. It gave me an idea,
and not a very pleasant one.

The silicone balloons
they found at the bomb lab...

What did they want to use them for?

Um, waterproofing, maybe.

How about weight loss?

Look for “the Grove Clinic” and “trial.”

See what you can find.

There.

Intragastric balloon.

I'm gonna call the clinic.

[Dialing]

Woods: Eric.

Outside.

I got confirmation.

If she can prove the threat,
I've been authorized

to offer her
$100 million cryptocurrency.

Oh, it's a false demand.

She's grandstanding.

Then why ask for Bitcoin?
Why be so specific?

Even so, what makes you think
she wouldn't just take the money

and let the bombs explode anyway?

[Sighs]

No, it's a good thing.

She's starting to conceptualize
other outcomes.

It's the first step.

I will find a common objective
between us,

but money is not the answer.

After all this time...

and you're still so naive.

You still think anybody can be reached.

They're not talking about the case.

They're talking about
the siege at Shiloh.

You've established rapport.
She seems to trust you.

There's still time to make the exchange.

I'll confirm that the bombs
have been defused.

Then you leave,
and I will deal with her.

Remember... you and I,
we've been here before.

That's right. We have been.

I'm trying to find a different outcome.

[Cellphone beeps]

Woods was at Shiloh... had to have been.

Maxine.

Eric left the FBI in 2000,
right after Shiloh.

It's the only time he's ever
lost a life in a negotiation.

That was 17 years ago.

That's why he and Woods
don't talk anymore.

How is this relevant to our case?

It might disrupt the dynamic

between our team
and the client, Woods...

roadblock the case.

Like you're doing right now.

I'm doing my job.

Yeah? Couldn't tell.

You know what, Oliver?
Just say it. Spit it out.

You know, this is exactly
what I was worried about

and the reason I didn't think
it was a good idea to hire you.

[Scoffs]

Your connection to Shiloh
clouding your judgment

and distracting you from a negotiation.

A-Are you saying this case
is not emotional for you?

Because she's talking about
sending you to Africa.

Grenada, actually.

But it's all the same, right?

Oh, please, Oliver. Come on.

At the root, you know
every case is about emotion.

Guys!

Ticktock.

[Buzzer, click]

Miss me?

No, not really.

I had your voice to keep me company.

- [Cellphone beeps] - Charlotte: If
you suffer from stomach ulcers,

The Grove is here to help.

We will pay you $100
to take part in a medical trial

which will not only heal...

[Cellphone beeps]

You hacked their patient database

and sent this message to 3,000 people.

I think you proved your point.

You do have to be pretty vulnerable...

and yes, desperate...

to take part in a medical trial
for just 100 bucks.

Especially a trial

where someone plants a bomb
inside your stomach.

Wait. What?

Do we know where these people
are... who they are, even?

No.

Even if we did,

how do you defuse a bomb that's...

inside you?

What time is it, Mr. Beaumont?

♪

That's right, sir... the Grove Clinic.

The ulcer trial.

Okay. Thank you, sir.

Thank you for your time.

[Cellphone beeps] You getting anything?

No.

They were selective.

We've got a list of 145 callers
to this fake clinic number,

and so far, everyone says they
were rejected for the trial.

There's got to be a strategy.

Do you wonder
how I stood up to all this?

Them trying to break me.

Do you know “Invictus”?

Nelson Mandela memorized it
when he was on Robben Island.

It helped him through
27 years of torture.

“It matters not how strait the gate,

how charged with punishments
the scroll.”

“I am the master of my fate.

I am the captain of my soul.”

Are you, though?

I'm not sure.

You play it cool, but...

I feel like there are
some emotional issues there.

It's crazy how much background
the FBI can pull

on the drop of a dime.

The problem sometimes
is knowing what to look for.

- Needle in a haystack.
- Mm-hmm.

Ooh. I just pricked my finger.

Good morning. I'm calling
from the Grove Clinic

to follow up on your trial.

Yeah, what about it?

[Snapping fingers]

We would like to check in
on your progress.

Do you have five minutes
to discuss how it's going?

I guess.

Um, have you experienced
any physical discomfort?

Get a trace on that call.

Pull him up.

He's a janitor at the ZPS Bank Building.

Wow. Exposure there
would be devastating.

That's the strategy...

high-value targets,

small explosions in vulnerable places.

Look, go to the lists,
build up a profile.

Let's see... Let's see
who else she'd pick.

Get me Tactical.

You got something?

Eric?

I did some digging
into Charlotte's mother.

She's spent a total of 8 months
over the past 10 years

in various mental-health institutions.

She's currently on some
pretty heavy mood stabilizers.

Charlotte wants to portray her motives

as purely rational and logical.

What if there's something
emotional driving her?

Charlotte.

Tell me about your family.

Oh, don't try that.

You know they brought my parents.

“Do you know what you're doing
to your parents?”

She's playing casual,

but this is definitely a hot spot, Eric.

- Does that bother you?
- No.

[Scoffs] They even tried to claim

that my parents came here to help them.

And you... you don't believe that?

My parents aren't really
the type of people

that can, uh...

face the truth.

Huge variation here.

Huge.

I don't understand.

My dad was the type of guy that...

he hid a bottle of vodka
in the toilet tank at church.

Maybe look you in the eye
if it was your birthday.

And your mother?

[Chuckling] Oh, she...

she just kept smiling...

and singing.

It's people like that...
people that just pretend

like everything is perfect
while their insides rot

and everything else around them burns.

_

Right.

Open up.

[Buzzer, click, door opens]

We have about 500 photographs
we need you to look at.

Um, childhood friends, uh...

uh... friendships at school...

I know you don't want
to believe it, but your daughter

is about to be responsible
for something truly awful.

She's planted bombs
inside innocent people

and rigged them to blow
in about a half-hour.

[Gasps]

But I can stop it.

I can save her from herself.

If you help me.

What can I do?

You can tell me the truth.

Why is Charlotte so fixated by race?

What's driving her to do these things?

Please tell me before it is too late.

I was young...

and newly married.

Have there been any changes in your mood

since the clinical trial?

Is this gonna take much longer?

Get down on your knees!

[People screaming]

Clear the area!

What's going on?!

Please. Just stay calm.

Hands on your head!

I didn't do anything!

They're just gonna shoot him?!

Hey, hey, hey! Hey!

You're gonna help him, right?

Maxine: You can't shoot that man.

He's innocent.

So was Jessica Ford.

What do you know about Jessica Ford?

Target's acquired. Please advise.

[Voice breaking] She was my mother.

You were in command at the Shiloh siege.

You got Tactical too close,
built too much pressure.

You got her killed.

We saved 38 souls that day.

And you lost one.

Not again.

Red Team, on my call.

Executive Assistant Director Woods.

Just... contain him.

Evacuate the area,

get in whatever support teams
that you can,

but Eric will find a way.

Trust your judgment.

You know how good he is.

It's why you called him.

[Inhales deeply]

Red Team, hold until further notice.

Stand down!

I wanted to say, but...

it's really not something
we ever talk about.

I didn't know if it would help or...

I understand.

[Cellphone chimes]

You did the right thing.

[Cellphone beeps]

Excuse me.

You sick son of a...

Jessica Ford.

Are you so damaged,

you had to hire
the daughter of a dead woman

to ease your conscience?

Maybe.

I think about Shiloh
every minute of every day,

Every time I work a case,
I am back there,

trying to fix it,
trying to get her back.

But, Freddie...

...we got people
walking around Manhattan

with bombs in their bodies,

and, broken as I am,

I'm the only one who can save them.

♪

[Buzzer, click, door opens]

[Beep]

Charlotte, how do you feel
about Larry Walker?

Did you notice I called him Larry Walker

and not your father?

'Cause he isn't your father, is he?

Not biologically.

This man is.

His name is Nate Bridges.

But you already knew that, of course.

Your mother told me that she met
your biological father

on a choir trip to Boston,

said she'd never met a man like him.

Never felt a connection
to another human being quite like it.

She was going to leave Larry,

but when she got home, she got scared.

She confessed, begged forgiveness,

swore never to talk to Nate again.

Larry agreed to raise you as his own,

as long as it was a secret.

So, I am curious...

How did you find out?

He screamed it at me one night
when he was drunk

and I had knocked over a vase.

I was 11 years old.

He should ask for a concession.

No, she's not ready yet.

So, then, you knew.

It explained it all, right?

The way Larry would
look at you... or not.

You were another man's child...

a black man's child.

And you never thought to try
and get ahold of your real father?

No. You were afraid
that he would reject you, too.

So I'm wondering...

How did it happen?

All those... feelings

of worthlessness and self-hatred...

when did it turn into all this?

You're new in the city,
it's overwhelming,

you... you don't make many friends,

you spend a lot of time on the Internet,

you start reading Richard B.
Spencer, Nicholas Wade,

and before you know it,
you've got a cause...

a way to prove to the world,
Larry Walker, and yourself

that you are not nothing.

But, Charlotte,
you set this chaos loose,

you'll still be you.

You'll still feel the same way

because race and multiculturalism

are not your issue.

They never were.

Larry Walker is your issue.

Eric, now. Press for a concession.

There are 12 minutes left, Charlotte.

Still time to make a deal.

Let's go disable some bombs.

No.

[Cellphone rings]

- [Cellphone beeps]
- Hey.

Oliver, patch me in to Eric.

Eric, we identified

four high-value targets
from the trial volunteer list...

the janitor that we know about,
a subway worker,

a high-school teacher,
and a hospital care worker.

But, Eric, they bought five triggers.

There's one bomb missing.

Zara, tell Freddie Woods
to send Larry Walker to me...

right now.

[Cellphone beeps]

Open up.

[Buzzer, click]

[Radio chatter]

Evacuate all personnel.

[Beep]

What is happening?

[Keys clank]

Mr. Walker, in just under
five minutes' time,

bombs that have been planted
by your daughter

in the stomach of innocent
people are going to explode,

killing them
and potentially many others.

Our working theory is that

a deeply unhappy and unloving
family dynamic

has mutated in Charlotte

to create a self-loathing
that she is trying to alleviate

with a spectacular act of terrorism.

Unfortunately for you...

and me...

the only person
she hates more than herself

is the man she blames
for letting it all happen.

Clear the building... right now! Out!

Everybody out! Come on!

Hustle! Go!

You're not coming?

No.

Please, please, please, Bunny...

Don't call me that.

You spineless worm.

So weak.

You raised another man's baby
as your own

instead of admitting
how much you hated it.

A man so pathetic,

you can spike his whiskey

and shove an explosive down his throat

without any trouble at all.

You ruined my life.

And unlike you,
I don't ignore my problems.

I solve them.

I've been here before.

17 years ago, in fact.

I saw another woman...
young, like yourself...

who was ready to die for a cause

and kill innocent people
at the same time.

When I looked into her eyes,
I could see that it was true.

I... I couldn't convince her
to turn back.

When I look at you,
I don't see the same thing.

Do you know the name...

Jessica Ford?

No.

Exactly.

You can die today,

take your father with you...
and others...

and it'll be for nothing.

No one will ever even know
why you did it.

You'll be forgotten.

And worse... he'll win.

You'll be the outcast
that he raised you to be.

All that pain in your heart,
the hatred...

that's not yours.

That's his.

Charlotte.

Let it go.

[Sniffles]

Can I have your phone?

To defuse the bombs?

There's an online switch.

Don't trust her.

- [Cellphone beeps]
- Here.

[Scoffs]

[Beep]

Back up!

[Beeping]

[Radio chatter]

Come on.

Go, go, go!

[Sniffles]

Mrs. Walker: Bunny.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I didn't protect you from him.

[Knocks]

[Sighs]

Good job today.

Is it true?

What you said about my mom...

that she was gonna do something awful?

Maxine, your mother knew
that if you stayed with her...

So she sent you to live
in your aunt's house...

and you thrived.

Your mother loved you, Maxine.

Whatever else she might have
done, she would be proud of you.

Of who you've become.

[Clears throat]

Woods: We've located the other three,

and they're being prepped...

very carefully... for surgery.

[Clears throat]

[Inhales deeply]

How's your family?

Good. Uh...

T-The youngest is, uh...

...she's... just off to college.

Time flies.

Yeah.

How's that cocker spaniel you had?

The one with the... weird leg?

Dead a couple years now.

Miss him.

Miss him a lot.

[Sobs]

We did good today.

- Yeah, we did good.
- Yeah.

You guys want to ride home together?

Absolutely.

Great. We can play “I Spy.”

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