All language subtitles for FBI a02e15

- No more true crime.
Too depressing.

- You don't have
the attention span

for an audiobook
while you're driving.

- What about a comedy?

- Dude, I'm not sitting here

through eight hours
of bad jokes.

[engine sputters]

- I don't know
what's happening.

- Oh, now we're breaking down?
- Accelerator's not working.

[engine hisses]

- [groans]

- Do you even know
what you're looking for?

I can call back to the depot.

- Relax.
I got it.

- Hey, you guys having
some engine trouble?

- Uh, we're good.
Thanks.

- I'd be happy to take
a look for you.

[handgun clicks]

Or not.

We're not trying to get
in your way or anything.

I just, I-I know a lot
about engines.

I thought I could help.

[suspenseful music]

- You ever work
on a truck this size?

- Yeah, a little.

- We're not really sure
what happened.

It just kind of shut--

- Wait!
[groans]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[sirens blare in distance]

♪ ♪

[engine hisses]

♪ ♪

- Victims are Luke Hodge
and David Mills,

both long-haul truckers

from a company
based up the road.

Looks like someone came
for the truck,

took the drivers out
in the process.

- What was in the truck?

- Guns, ammo.

It came from a company
called Riddiford Arms.

- Uh, any idea what time
the attack occurred?

- Yeah, the truck's internal
GPS was disabled at 5:32 a.m.

We think that's when
the hijackers took over.

- There's no skid marks.

They weren't forced
off the road.

There must've been a reason
they pulled over.

- Any idea what this is?

- No.

- The lab will know.

[camera shutter clicks]

♪ ♪

- That device in the photo
Maggie and OA sent--

it's a fuel pump kill switch.

Installed in an engine,

it can be used
to remotely disable

a truck's fuel supply on cue,

causing it to break down
as if it ran out of gas.

- That explains how
they stopped the truck.

- ERT find any prints on it?

- No, the perps were likely
wearing gloves.

- All right, well,
they were sloppy enough

to leave that thing
at the scene, though.

Doesn't feel like
a professional hit.

- Do we know
what was taken yet?

- No, ATF is still waiting
on an exact inventory list

from Riddiford,
but it's not looking good.

Military-grade ammo,
assault rifles...

- Yeah, not the kind of stuff
we want hitting the streets.

- Well, if the person
we're looking for

had access
to the truck's engine,

it was likely an inside job,
right?

- Yeah, have Maggie and OA
check in with the arms company.

- Yep.

- We're really sorry
about your drivers.

- Thank you.
We're all still in shock here.

I mean, Luke--I hired him
right out of high school.

He worked here in the warehouse
with me for years.

Just switched to driving
when his daughter was born.

More money.

- Have you ever had any issues
with transports in the past?

- No.

Our drivers are armed,
ride with companions.

- Mrs. Preston,
we are gonna find

the people who did this.

- Okay, um, where was
this shipment headed?

- To mass retailers
down the coast--

uh, arms stores, gun shows.

- How many people had access to
the truck before it went out?

- Not many.

Our trucks are usually secured

here at headquarters.

Only time they're out
of our sight

is right before a long haul,

when they go
for the mechanic's inspection.

- Who's your mechanic?

- We use a third-party
contractor, off-site.

- Okay, uh, we're gonna
need their information.

- All right, check it out.

The mechanic that worked
on the truck was Kevin McGuire,

39 years old.

- Never showed up
at work today.

Agents aren't getting
an answer at his house.

- It's looking more and more
like he was the one

that sabotaged the fuel line.
- Hey.

- Yeah.
- Wait till you hear this.

Riddiford did not do
such a great job

of screening
their third-party contractors.

McGuire has a record.

Did time for armed robbery
and assault,

fell in with
a white prison gang

while he was on the inside,
the Rikers Royals.

- I know the Royals.

Investigated them
with Narcotics,

they're drug traffickers.

- And arms traffickers,
and burglars.

- Royals used to operate
out of a pool hall in midtown.

- Oh, they still do.

It's all over McGuire's
social media, the Rowdy Barrel.

- Okay.

All right, good.
Check it out.

See if you can get someone
in McGuire's orbit talking.

Yeah?

♪ ♪

- Hey.

Isn't that the woman
from McGuire's social media?

- Yeah, I think so.

[pool balls popping]

- Excuse me.

Hi, we're with the FBI.

Uh, have you heard from
Kevin McGuire recently?

- Kevin?
Nah.

I don't really know him.
- Really?

He's in this bar all the time.
You never talked to him?

- Not really.

- Leah Ritter, right?

You know it's a crime
to lie to federal agents?

- I didn't think
he was gonna kill anybody.

- Okay.

Why don't you back up,
tell us what happened,

from the beginning?

- I started seeing Kevin
a few months ago.

Thought he was a good guy,
rough around the edges.

But, uh, he came to me
a few days ago,

said some guy offered him
a big job,

quick and easy
and a huge payday.

- He say who
was financing this?

- No, just that
it was a lot of money,

said that it was gonna change
our lives.

He asked me to drive him up
to that factory,

follow the truck
until it broke down.

I just thought he was gonna
steal something,

but then he shot
those poor men.

- What did you do?
- Nothing.

I froze.
I didn't know what to do.

I stayed in the car until Kevin
got the truck up and running,

and then he just drove off.

- You have any idea
where he went?

- No, he just left me there.

Never checked in,
isn't answering my calls.

- What phone is he using?

- Some, uh, burner phone
he got at the corner store.

Um, I mean,
you can check my phone.

The number is--
is in there.

What happens next?

- Leah, two people are dead.

We'll let the U.S. Attorney
know you cooperated,

but you're looking at
a second-degree murder charge.

♪ ♪

- [sobbing]

- Tell me.

- Leah's call history
confirms her story.

She tried calling McGuire
a dozen times

after the hijacking.

- His number is registered
to a burner

purchased near
the Rowdy Barrel.

- Did you get a location
from the phone?

- Yeah, it's pinging up
around Armonk.

- All right, all right!

[dramatic music]

- You sure we're in
the right place?

- Trust me, Maggie.

Three years in Army intel,
I can read a sat map.

♪ ♪

- All right,
this is the Riddiford truck.

- Yup.
[sighs]

♪ ♪

- He's gone!

- Nowhere to go around here,
maybe he made the deal

and got a ride back
to the city with the buyer.

The latch is still open.

♪ ♪

- Guns are still here.

♪ ♪

- FBI!
Hands where I can see them!

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

- So Kevin McGuire
kills two people

to steal a truck full of guns,

and then someone
kills Kevin McGuire,

but no one takes any guns?

- Weren't after the guns.
After the ammo.

Well, according
to this manifest.

There are four crates of M995

black tip rounds missing.

- Black tips?

Those are hardcore,
armor-piercing,

made for law enforcement
and military.

- So whoever stole this ammo
is up to something pretty big.

Big enough to kill
three people.

- We passed a gas station
on the way.

I'm gonna see if they have
security cameras.

[suspenseful music]

- Only three vehicles went
down the dead-end road

after the hijacking:

the gun truck,

a sedan that's registered
to an older woman

who lives there, and this van.

License plates are fake.

It goes down the road
ten minutes

behind the Riddiford truck,

and comes back
15 minutes after.

- All right, check it out.

Ian enhanced the footage,

we got a clear shot
of the driver.

Facial rec ID'd him
as Nur Rojak.

♪ ♪

- Who's Nur Rojak?

- He was a member
of Negara Islamiyah Asia,

Southeast Asian terror group,

but they're out
of business now.

- Thanks in no small part
to OA.

- I was involved
in the military op

that took out their leader,
Sulaiman Mansor,

five years ago.

Without Mansor,
the NIA fell apart.

- So, what is Nur doing
in the United States now?

- Well, can't tell you
what he's doing here yet,

but we know how he got the van.

- Thrifty-Haul depot
up in Bronxville.

Managers said he rented it
a few weeks back,

returned it this morning.

- Okay.
You two, head up there.

- Returned it
yesterday morning.

♪ ♪

Are you seeing anything?

- Nothing but
the owner's manual,

company insurance records.

- ERT's 20 minutes out.

We can have them sweep
for prints, stray fibers,

but car looks like
it's been wiped clean.

- Maybe not the whole car.

- What is that?

- Looks like
some kind of paint.

[camera shutter clicks]

We'll have the lab run it.

- The blue paint on the van's
tires contained DDT.

It's the anti-fouling paint.
- What's anti-fouling paint?

- Uh, they use it on the hulls
of commercial ships.

Keeps the barnacles off.
- Okay, so that's good, right?

There's not that many
commercial ports in the area.

- No, there aren't,
and there are even fewer

doing restorations right now.

I called around to see
if any of them

had seen Nur or the van.
- And did you get a hit?

- Yes, a shipyard in Brooklyn,

has a record
of the van's fake plates

coming through last week.

- Nice.

- According to our logs,

that van was here
last Wednesday.

They picked up a load
from this container.

- They?

How many people
were with that van?

- I'm not sure.
Two or three guys?

Not the friendly-looking type.

- Do you have any
security camera footage

from that pickup?
- No, sorry.

We don't have cameras
all the way back here.

- [sighs]

Okay, we're gonna need you
to open this container.

- What the hell?

[eerie music]

♪ ♪

- Someone's been living here.

♪ ♪

Marek guns, huh?

Well, Nur smuggled in guns

compatible with
the stolen ammo.

Explains why he left
the weapons on the truck.

- Go through all this trouble,

why not just put the ammo
in the shipping container?

- Well, guns are easier
to hide.

Customs and Border Patrol
have machines

that can detect explosives,

so the ammo would've
triggered that.

- Right.
Hey, Jubal, it's Maggie.

Listen, we need an ERT team
at the shipyard right away.

- Yup.

- Hey, turns out
you two were right.

Someone was living
in that shipping container.

ERT found sweat, hair,
and skin cells.

- OA, DNA evidence
came back to Mansor.

- What?

Mansor, wait, the dead
terrorist leader of the NIA?

- That's impossible.

I was there
when we bombed his compound.

- I know.

Listen, we're not jumping
to conclusions here.

All we do know right now
is that his genetic material

was in that container.

- Which means either someone
planted it to toy with us--

- Yeah, or we got
a master terrorist loose

in New York City with
a cache of automatic weapons.

♪ ♪

- Yes, sir.

Talk soon.

That was the Deputy Director,
he flew in.

Task force
is gathering in ten.

- What does that mean?

You think Mansor
is actually here?

- Lab found a bucket
in the shipping container

that was used as a toilet
on the trip over.

Bodily fluids are recent,
forensics are conclusive.

Mansor was in that container

as recently as last week
and alive.

♪ ♪

- That's not possible.

We had visual confirmation.
We ordered the hit.

I was there.
I saw it with my own eyes.

We got him.

Isobel.

We got him.

- OA, it has been confirmed.
He is alive.

♪ ♪

Look, why don't you come to
the task force meeting with us?

We're gonna lay out
a game plan,

and we could use
your familiarity with the case.

- Yeah.

♪ ♪

Brooks.

What are you doing here?

- I'm working for Joint Special
Operations Command.

They sent me to help
with the case.

- You two know each other?

- Yeah, we were in
the same Army Intel unit.

We actually worked
the Mansor op together.

- Hmm, good to know
we have so many people

from the original team.

Deputy Director Van Leer,
thank you for joining us.

You have NYPD, CIA, NSA,
DHS, Military Intel,

and of course representatives
from our office.

- Thank you all for coming.

Director's aware
of the situation,

and he's spoken
to the White House.

You'll have
whatever resources you need.

What do we know so far?

- Mansor's key ally is a guy
named Nur Rojak.

He's a midlevel NIA member
who has been

in the United States
at least two weeks.

He rented a cargo van,

drove to the shipyard
to pick up Mansor

and the automatic rifles
that he smuggled in

from Indonesia last Wednesday.

Then, early this morning,

Nur stole compatible,
armor-piercing ammunition.

He went to return the cargo van
around 10:00 a.m.,

and from there,
the trail goes cold.

- We do not know where Nur
or Mansor are currently staying

or what they're planning.

- This goes without saying,

but the Mansor raid
was a very public victory

for the United States.

The entire nation watched that
bombing replay on television,

the President gave speeches,
military awarded medals.

So, for a number of reasons,

it's important that we keep
Mansor's name out of this.

We operate
on a need-to-know basis,

keep everything buttoned up.

Any information we uncover

should be considered
highly classified.

- Understood, sir.

- Thank you.

♪ ♪

- Hey, you got a second?

- Yeah.

- I've just been thinking
about all this

and it still doesn't
make any sense.

- What doesn't make sense?

- What happened
on the Mansor op.

- [scoffs] Look, I don't know
what you want me to say.

- I just want you
to tell me the truth.

We bombed a building,
the place was demolished,

everyone inside
was completely incinerated.

Nobody...

Mansor obviously
wasn't in there.

So whatever you thought you saw
or said you saw was inaccurate.

- Look, I had eyes
on, uh, Mansor's wife,

his younger brother, and, uh...

- And, uh?

- And another man.
Same age, same size.

- Terry, what the hell
are you saying?

- That intel said that Mansor
never traveled

without his wife
and his younger brother.

Never.

So I figured that third guy
had to be him.

- You figured?

You didn't actually
identify him?

- I did what I thought
was right for the operation

and for the country.

Look, it was
a split-second decision.

Okay, we sat on that house
for a year,

we saw couriers
running in and out,

we had dozens of signs
that Mansor was living inside.

- So what, you thought,
"Close enough"?

- No.

Look, I don't--I don't--
I don't know.

Maybe it was confirmation bias.

I just saw
what I wanted to see.

- Okay, well, that sighting
is what got General Carson

to sign off on a bombing.

- I know.
I know.

- The wife, the brother,

innocent people
were killed, man.

And that was hard enough
to deal with when we thought

we took out
our biggest terror threat,

but now it turns out
he wasn't even there?

- OA, I'm sorry.

- You understand
what you've done, right?

Because when we thought we took
out Mansor, we stopped looking,

and he used that cover
to plan something here.

If he pulls that off,
that blood is on our hands.

♪ ♪

- Come on, people.

Mansor orchestrated
devastating hotel bombings

that killed hundreds
of tourists overseas,

assassinated politicians,

and destabilized
U.S.-backed governments.

Now he's on U.S. soil,

and it's up to us
to track him down.

Where is he?
What is he planning?

Let's go, let's go!

- Hey, Jubal.
- Yeah, go.

- Homeland Security got a hit
in their customs records.

- And?

- The shipping container
Mansor was living in

was supposed to be
carrying a shipment

of chiropractic equipment.

Adjustment tables,
medicine balls,

that kind of thing.

It was headed
for a company called

Khan Superior Chiropractic.

- It's a family-owned company.

They have several offices
throughout the tristate,

but they're headquartered
here in the city.

- They've also sponsored
five visas in the last year,

all for chiropractors
from Southeast Asia.

- Yeah, we ran those visa
photos through facial rec.

The names on the visas
are fake.

Credentials are falsified.
They're all former NIA.

- Flew under the radar
until now.

- The NIA is getting
the band back together

here in New York.

So where are they?
- Don't know.

The addresses they gave
customs are all bogus.

- All right, well,
let's get someone down

to that chiropractic office,
see what they're up to.

♪ ♪

- No.

These men don't work for me.

- You sure?

Because your company
sponsored their work visas.

Helped smuggle them into
the country under fake names.

Your signature
is on the paperwork.

- That's not possible.

- Is there anyone else with
access to that information?

Maybe an accountant,
office manager?

- No, we're family-run.

My son and I handle
the bookkeeping ourselves.

♪ ♪

- Is your son here now?

♪ ♪

Daniel Khan.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- [groans]

♪ ♪

- Bad idea to run
from the FBI.

- Daniel Khan,
you're under arrest.

- For what?

- Well, right now,
being a pain in the ass,

but by the time
we get down to 26 Fed,

I'm sure we'll have something
a little more formal.

- Guys.

OA, given your knowledge
of Mansor and the NIA,

I want you to interrogate Khan
with Scola.

- Yeah, sounds good.
What do we know about him?

- He's 30 years old,

second-generation
Indonesian American,

very westernized upbringing.

- Grew up in the city, got his
business degree from Syracuse.

Now he's making six figures

working for his dad's
chiropractic company.

- That doesn't sound so bad.

So why's a wealthy American kid
helping out the NIA?

Is it some kind
of financial kickback?

- No, if anything,
he spent family money

to facilitate the visas,
the shipping container.

- Any issues within the family?
- Doesn't appear to be.

Father seems like a decent guy,

Says they have
a good relationship.

- But outside of the family,
Khan's had a rough time of it.

I pulled his
high school records.

Kid got his ass kicked,

ends up in the hospital
a few times,

got so bad the parents ended up

filing a lawsuit
against the school.

- Dad says he got more isolated
as he got older.

- Trouble with his peers,
easy target for radicalization.

- Do we know how he got
connected with the NIA?

- We think
he was recruited online.

- Oh, yeah.

I mean, he started out
by looking for information

about the town where
his grandparents lived,

then he started looking into
his ancestors, his roots.

Somewhere along the way,
he took a wrong turn.

- He ended up
on the NIA website,

got swept up in the propaganda.

- That's their MO.

Find a lonely kid
with a shaky identity,

promise him a community
and a purpose.

- And then tear it all down.

- Mm.
Got enough to work with?

- Yeah.

[suspenseful music]

- You know, I understand
wanting to know more

about where you come from,

all right, your heritage,
your religion.

But the irony is that
you screwed over

the one person
who could actually answer

those questions for you.

You signed your dad's name
on all the paperwork

for the fraudulent visas,
the shipping container.

He's legally responsible
for these men

being in the United States.

- He has nothing to do
with this.

- Everything comes back
to his chiropractic office.

So if the NIA commits
a terrorist attack,

your dad will spend the rest of
his life in a federal prison.

After everything
that he's built here,

the life that he made for you,

you used him.

And the NIA is using you.

- No, I'm working for them

because I believe in
what they stand for.

- What they stand for?

They're terrorists, Daniel.

- They're not.

They're fighting
for their people, my people.

- They're killers.
Nothing more.

This is Abba Haris.

He helped the NIA set up
a hotel bombing in Jakarta.

Hundreds were killed.

This is Soraya Rahman,
just 15 years old.

Acted as a scout
for a high-level assassination.

This is Siska Abdul,
a young mother

who worked
in the Australian embassy

as a mole
before they bombed it.

And this is Kevin McGuire,
a fellow New Yorker

who helped them get supplies
for whatever it is

they are planning here
just this morning.

♪ ♪

They all helped the NIA,

and they were all
brutally murdered

after they served
their purpose.

♪ ♪

Hey!
Don't look away.

Look at this.
Huh?

This is what happens
to people that help them,

and this is what
is gonna happen to you!

♪ ♪

- It's okay.

♪ ♪

The NIA aren't
your people, Daniel.

♪ ♪

Your dad?

That's who you come from.

You really want
to sacrifice him...

♪ ♪

For this?

- I didn't mean to hurt him.

Please, you have to
keep him out of it.

- You want to protect him?
Yeah?

Then you work with us
and you help us stop

whatever the NIA is planning.

Where's Mansor staying?

- I don't know.
- What is the NIA targeting?

- I don't know.
I swear, I'm sorry.

They didn't tell me
any of that.

- Okay.
Tell us what you do know.

- Mansor's coming.

There's gonna be an attack,
but I don't know what.

They say I have a part to play,

but they didn't want to give me
the details online.

And I was supposed to meet
one of them tomorrow.

- Where?

♪ ♪

- Hey, OA, what just happened?

- What're you talking about?
- You.

I thought that you
were gonna hit the kid.

I mean, what the hell
is going on?

- I don't know, Scola.

Maybe I'm just a little
confused and upset.

I spent my entire career
in the Army going after Mansor.

And we got him.
We blew up his house.

I have a medal on my desk
to prove it,

and then five years later,
what, it never happened?

It was all a lie?

♪ ♪

That promotion is what
got me here.

It's what got me this job.

That's what the hell's
going on.

♪ ♪

- You got eyes and ears?
- Yes, copy.

- You got me as well?
- Yeah, we got you, Scola.

- Okay,
Khan is walking towards us,

but no sign of his contact.

♪ ♪

- You okay?

- Yeah.
Why?

- You just seem a little tense.

- Well, that is because I am.

Maggie, I just found out that
the biggest mission of my life

was a complete lie.

That my good friend,
who I also considered a hero,

called in an airstrike
and didn't even see the target.

- Yeah, that's pretty rough.

- Son of a bitch said
he saw Mansor.

Saw him.

But he didn't.
He lied.

- Maybe.
- What do you mean?

- Well, maybe he just panicked,
you know,

or he was trying too hard.

There's a huge difference
between screwing up and lying.

Look, you've been good friends
with him for a long time, yeah?

You always thought
he was a good guy.

- Yeah, so?
- Well, so maybe he still is.

You know what it's like
in the field

when you get rushed into
making a split-second decision.

Well, guy made a bad call.

Doesn't make him a bad guy.

- [sighs]

- I have eyes on Nur Rojak.

He spotted Khan,
headed his way now.

♪ ♪

- Daniel Khan.
I'm Nur Rojak.

Thank you for meeting me.

- I've been looking forward
to this a long time.

-You've been
a valuable asset to us.

Mansor is grateful.

This mission
is very important to him.

- What is it?
The mission.

- It's justice for the people
of Southeast Asia,

and for Mansor.

Punishment for the tyrants
who slaughtered his family.

It's a wake-up call
for all Americans,

to show them
we will not be oppressed.

- I want to be part of it.

Just tell me what I can do.

- You'll take a train north

out of the city
this afternoon.

Someone will meet you
at the station,

help you get into place
before the ceremony.

- The ceremony?
Where are we going?

- Patience.

It'll be clear, in time.

- Khan is getting nervous.

I don't know if he's gonna
be able to pull this off.

- We should move in.
- No.

If we take Nur,
we lose our link to Mansor.

Just let it play out.

- Yeah, I'm not so
sure about that.

- No, I agree.
Let it play out.

Come on.
This is the right play for now.

- Okay.
[sighs]

- What do you need me
to do, exactly?

- Are there limits to what
you're willing to do?

- No, I-I...

I just want to make sure
that I'm prepared.

- I got trackers on Khan.
We won't lose him.

- And you're prepared to do
whatever Mansor needs?

- Yes, I want to
make him proud.

♪ ♪

- I'm not sure you're worthy
of such an honor.

- He's not buying it.

- Peace be upon you, brother.

- Damn it.

♪ ♪

[gun clicks]

Where the hell is he?
- We lost him.

- [sighs]

- Nur Rojak,
our best shot at Mansor,

has been in the wind
15 minutes.

He did not just disappear
into thin air, where did he go?

Ann, any hits?
- Not yet.

But we've got a dozen officers
on the ground,

going door-to-door
in that neighborhood.

- No luck with
security cameras either.

- Try transit hubs,
train stations, bus stops,

boat houses,
you know the drill.

Hey, what about
the messaging board

where Khan was recruited?

Any chatter we can work with?

- No, it's a dead zone.
NIA's gone quiet.

- Come on, people.

We know Mansor
is planning something,

and based on what
Nur said to Khan,

it's likely happening today--
we are running out of time!

Somebody give me something.
- Uh, he said ceremony.

When Nur was talking to Khan,

it sounds like
he's going after an event.

- North of the city.
Accessible by train.

And he mentioned revenge,
the murder of Mansor's family.

Sounds like it's connected
to the bombing.

- He's going to West Point.

General Carson
is the dean there now,

but more importantly,
he's the one

that signed off on the attack.

His name was all over the news,
became a legend.

- Okay, but if Nur
mentioned ceremony, an event...

- The Ring Melt Ceremony.

It's when the alums donate
their old class rings

to the new seniors.

Carson is hosting.

I've been getting emails
about it all month.

- So Mansor goes after the man
who ordered the hit

on his family and takes out
the newest class of America's

mighty military university
in the process.

That makes sense.
When is it?

- In an hour and a half
at the West Point campus.

- Go.

♪ ♪

Hey.

You ready to get
back out there?

- Yeah, I'm good to go.

- Good.

♪ ♪

[tires squeal]

- Ceremony starts
in seven minutes.

- It's okay, we have time.

SWAT and the rest of the team

are already through
the front gate.

So we're just gonna lock down
the back gate,

and take out the NIA

before anyone even knows
they're here.

- Unless I'm wrong.

What if this isn't
the target, Maggie?

♪ ♪

I spoke too soon.

♪ ♪

[indistinct yelling]

♪ ♪

- Bullet-resistant glass.

- Shot through
the vest plate.

Explains
the armor-piercing ammo.

♪ ♪

- Everyone, be advised.
The NIA are on campus.

We need to get them quickly
and quietly, okay?

And don't give them any reason
to start shooting.

Our vests aren't gonna hold.

- Maggie,
do you know how they got in?

- Yeah,
they shot two military police

and blew through
the back gate.

Look, if no one has had eyes
on them yet,

most likely they're disguised.

So look for anybody
who looks like

they're concealing
automatic weapons, okay?

Duffels, uh, long coats.

- Or instrument cases.

♪ ♪

- FBI, show me your hands.
- Don't even think about it.

♪ ♪

[both grunt]

[handcuffs click]

♪ ♪

Guys, they're dressed
as musicians,

hiding the vz.'s
in instrument cases.

♪ ♪

[radio clicks]

- We have two more
heading into the ceremony.

They just hopped out
of a black van,

license India-Charlie-Whiskey,
one-zero-one-five.

♪ ♪

- FBI, get on the ground!
Do not resist arrest.

- Drop your cases now!

♪ ♪

[brakes squeal]

- Get down on the ground!

- Get down!

[men shouting]

♪ ♪

- Both of you,
down on the ground!

♪ ♪

- [groans]

♪ ♪

- Clear.

- Sorry.

- [groans]

♪ ♪

[radio clicks]

- Maggie,
Nur Rojak is headed out

of the back
of the auditorium.

He's headed your way now.

- Copy that.

♪ ♪

- FBI!
Drop it!

- Drop the phone!

[both grunt]

[handcuffs click]

We've got Nur Rojak
and the five NIA members.

- Anyone have eyes on Mansor?

♪ ♪

- [breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

If we don't have Mansor yet,
we should evacuate now.

- We don't even know
if Mansor's here.

He could've activated
his guys from afar.

The NIA smuggled him into
this country, this is personal.

He wants Carson to see him.
Isobel, we should call it.

- I'm with you.
Get them out of there now.

- Copy that.
We're on it.

[indistinct chatter]

Hey, you guys gotta go, please.

Guys, use the front exit.
Let's go.

Guys, go, go.

Guys, please,
get to the front door.

Let's go, please.

♪ ♪

Guys, you gotta go,
now, please.

Get out of the building,
please, quick.

Scola, lower left.
Emily, upper left.

Kristen, take the right.

- Okay, okay.

- OA,
I've got eyes on Mansor.

- Are you sure?
- I'm positive.

He's in a military
police uniform,

right side of the room,
he's headed for Carson.

I don't got a clean shot.

OA?

♪ ♪

- I have a shot,
but I can't see his face.

Does anyone else
have eyes on him?

♪ ♪

- It's a madhouse
down here, OA.

I can't see anything.

- Look, OA, I know you don't
trust me right now,

but I'm looking right at him.

It's Mansor.
I'm telling you.

Take the shot.

- Isobel, what do you
want me to do?

- I can't make that decision
from here.

It has to be your call.

- Come on.
Turn around.

Show me your face.
Come on.

Come on.

[suspenseful music]

- He's going for a gun.
Going for a gun!

Take the shot!

[gunshots firing]
[crowd screaming]

- Move.
Come on, go on.

Get out, get out.

Stay down.

♪ ♪

It's Mansor.

OA.

You got him.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[solemn music]

♪ ♪

- Hey, if you're ever in D.C.--

- Yeah, I'll, uh--
I'll reach out.

♪ ♪

[wolf howls]