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**

(Patterson)
Nothing unusual so far.

Everything looks normal.

Reade, Zapata...

Anything suspicious?

(Reade)
Negative, just the support
staff coming and going.

Something's not right.

The message said
to stand by.

I think
they want us to wait.

All right.
We wait.

I went to the precinct
and broke into the crime lab.

I stole the knife
that killed Jones.

I was trying
to protect you.

Tasha, I didn't kill him.
Why can't you believe me?

Well, I believe you now.
The knife isn't yours.

It's Freddy's.

What? How do you know
it's Freddy's?

I saw him with it

when he was staying
in your apartment.

I have evidence
for a murder case

underneath a beach towel
in my closet,

and I can't figure out

how to put it back
without getting caught.

Put it back?
What are you talking about?

That knife convicts Freddy,
you can't put it back now.

(gunshots)

(Zapata)
Shots fired inside
the west end of the building.

(people shouting)

FBI! FBI!

On the ground, now!

Get on the ground!
FBI!

(Zapata)
Ohh!

Everyone all right?

(Zapata)
Yeah.

It's Burton. I got her.

Stand up.
Hands behind your back.

On me.

(handcuffs snapping)

Fan out, we need
to find the rest of 'em.

I got Doyle.

Hey!
Where are they?

(grunts weakly)

The man and the woman
you were with,

where'd they go?

Anyone got eyes
on Jane and Weller?

Nas...
they're not here.

Okay, uh, take them
to interrogation.

(Reade)
Those two are our best shot
at finding Weller and Jane.

We gotta get them
talking soon.

How the hell
did this happen?

I'm awfully curious
about that myself.

Matthew Weitz,
Assistant U.S. Attorney.

There is not a lawyer
in the land

who can get you
out of this.

What are you doing here?

Monitoring
this investigation.

U.S. Attorney has assigned
me to audit this team today,

which is standard procedure
when the FBI gets involved

in a matter of
Homeland Security--

in this case,
a car bomb going off

outside a major
political summit

between the U.S.
and China.

Hi, you must be Nas Kamal.

I came here expecting
to actually talk

Assistant Director Weller,
but instead I was sent to you.

It seems as though Weller
and his asset Jane Doe

simply vanished
from a crime scene.

It's funny how that
keeps happening

to members of this team.

You know what
I find funny?

You being assigned
to audit us

after you tried to put
our boss away for murder.

Is that standard
procedure too?

(Nas)
Reade, why don't you start

with the interrogations?

Are you making
an accusation of misconduct?

Not yet, but this is a team
with a proud history

of breaking the rules,
and now they're working

a joint task force
with an NSA agent.

I'm sure
I'll find something.

I have two
missing operatives, okay?

This is... this is
a waste of my time.

Pardon me if I can't
take your word for it.

Now, you are gonna tell me
everything you know

about whatever
ill-conceived op

you were running
at that summit.

So, let's start
at the beginning, shall we?

Agent Patterson
had a case this morning.

So, remember Jane's
Ashwell Creek Kennels tattoos?

(Reade)
How could we forget?

They pointed us to that
online puppy forum

that led us to Rich Dotcom.

(Patterson)
After that case,

I thought
it would be a good idea

to put up some coded posts
listing criminals for hire,

see if we could
catch anyone else,

all under the disguise
of dog adoptions.

Smart.
So, I put up profiles

for all of us, and no one
was biting until now.

Congratulations,
Jane and Weller.

You've both been hired
for a heist crew.

Well, do we know
who hired us?

Unfortunately, no.

The account was untraceable,
like, crazy untraceable.

But here's the good news.

There were two other people

who were hired
for the same crew.

Lynn Burton,
young hacker who surfaced

on the dark web
a couple years ago,

believed to have stolen
over $100 million,

all through bank
cyber heists.

And Clive Doyle,

your standard
violent career criminal,

rap sheet's a mile long.

Half of it
is homicide charges.

This is great work,
but we should send another team.

That's not an option.

I used real descriptions,
real skill sets.

The profiles are specific
to Jane and Weller.

It has to be them.

This is a straightforward
sting op.

Yeah, but
it's still risky.

We'd be putting you
and Jane undercover

for an op that's not really
relevant to our larger mission.

What...
larger mission?

No... that's above
your clearance.

Uh, no.
See this--

this warrant states
that there is nothing

above my clearance.

That warrant covers
information that is relevant

to today's events,
and I'm telling you

that it is not relevant.

You know, if you didn't
approve of the op,

then why did you
agree to it?

Who's calling the shots here?
Is it you or is it Weller?

Look, Assistant Director
Weller and I trust each other.

He made a very good
case as to why

we should do the mission,
and that's why we did it.

(Jane)
Do we have to cover
my tattoos for this one?

I'm supposed to be
a criminal.

Well, you're supposed
to be a con artist,

which means being able
to blend in,

and those do not blend.

(Nas)
And you'll be wearing this.

There's a burst transmitter
woven into the fibers

that's completely
undetectable.

It won't emit a signal to us
until you press the top button.

I'll hit that as soon
as Clive and Lynn get there.

We'll be outside
to make the arrest.

Should be a clean job,
in and out.

Well, that is great,
because you all

need to prepare
your taste buds

for this pink or blue
party cake.

Now, I did a third
test batch last night.

One word-- scrummy.

I know Baby Weller
is the star here,

but this cake is gonna give
the kid a run for its money.

Patterson.

It's a small party.

No, I get it.
Yeah.

Allie wanted to throw it.

Please, really,
it's fine.

The cake is terrible,
it's just uneven bake,

s-soggy bottom.

Good save.

(Nas)
We put a mobile
TAC team together

and dropped Jane and Weller
off at the meet.

See you in there.

(Nas)
And that's the last
time I saw them,

at an abandoned warehouse
in Green Point.

So, just to be clear,

you sent two
highly-trained operatives

into a mission that,
by your own account,

should have taken a matter
of minutes, and instead,

they turned what was
a peaceful, diplomatic gathering

into a war zone, and then
disappeared without a trace.

How did that happen?

I don't know, okay?

But Jane and Weller do,
so if you want answers,

then... why don't you
help me get my people back?

How do you propose
that we do that?

Through our original targets,
Lynn Burton and Clive Doyle.

They're sitting
in interrogation.

Look, my guess is,
is that they have information

that could help us
track them down,

because right now...
they could be anywhere.

Uhh!

Resist all you want.

(gun cocks)

Either way...
your life's over.

**

Neither one of 'em is talking
yet, but Lynn's our best bet.

Clive's done a lot
of hard time and he's used
to being interrogated.

Lynn's never been
caught before...
she's terrified.

Good, I'll take her.

(door opening)

Lynn!

Assistant U.S. Attorney
Matthew Weitz,

and I am your best friend
in this building.

You know why?

Well, look, no matter what
happens in this room today,

you're going to prison.

Grand larceny, fraud,
a whole mess of cyber crimes.

But hey,
nice middle-class girl,

nonviolent, you're looking
at, I don't know,

if you're lucky, eight years
in a white-collar joint.

You'll be out
in plenty of time

to get your life
started again.

But if these FBI agents
turn up dead

or they don't
turn up at all,

then you're looking at
a life sentence, Lynn.

Supermax.
And nice middle-class girls,

ooh, they don't do
so well in there.

So... I'm your best friend
in this building

because I'm the only one
who can offer you a deal.

But you're gonna have
to tell me where they are.

I don't know.

Then you gotta tell me
what you do know.

I was hired
on the message boards.

It said to meet
at this warehouse.

I was the last one there.

It was me, Clive,
the cops.

Mm-hmm, Jane, Weller.
Yeah.

And Emile,
the one who hired us.

(Emile)
You've been brought here today
to steal a high-value item

from the Evergreen
Environmental Summit.

What's the target?

That's not important,
the point is,

security is extremely high.

Both Secret Service
and their Chinese counterpart,

the CSB, will be present.

It's a risky job.

But my employer has had his eye
on this item for a long time.

If you succeed
in delivering it to him,

you'll each be wired
$2 million.

Pfft, eight-mil
on one job.

Who's bankrolling this,
the Queen of England?

(chuckles)

Nico Marconi.

Did she just say...

(Patterson)
Nico Marconi, number eight

on the FBI's Most Wanted List.

One of the most notorious
arms dealers in the world.

No one's ever been able
to put a face to him,

let alone get in
the same room with him.

That's why Weller
didn't send the signal.

He must have decided
to stay undercover

to get to Marconi.

So, they could be
with Marconi now.

I'll dig a little deeper
into Marconi's history,

look for any known locations
within a few hours of New York.

And I'll start
working on Clive.

No, let me have him.

Nico Marconi.

We know that you
were working for him.

Is that why
you're not talking?

You're scared of him.

(chuckles)

I'm not scared
of anyone, lady.

You see this?
I got this at Rikers.

It's Sanskrit
for "brass balls."

Well, that's funny, though,
because, uh...

Lynn was saying
that you froze up back there.

That sounds like a classic case
of "he said, she said."

Except she's the only one
who's talking,

so unless you tell
your side of the story,

that's all we've got
to go on.

But that's fine,
I'm sure your prison rep

can survive a five-foot
hacker saving your ass.

Hey, don't believe
a damn word

that comes out of
that IT nerd's mouth.

Then give me something
to believe.

Five years...
and I want conjugals.

No, no, you know what?

I wanna go to Otisville.

My buddy Kevin's
doing life there.

I'll see what I can do.

Start talking.

Emile had everything
planned out.

He arranged for us
to go undercover as
a bunch of caterers.

(Emile)
If we run into
any trouble at the summit,

we'll communicate
through these.

Emergencies only!

(Clive)
I was in charge of smuggling
in all the weapons.

(clicking)

Slapped the hardware together,
and we were ready to go.

No, it wasn't just him.

Jane and Weller
were helping.

After they put
the guns together,

we changed again to look like
we were attending the summit.

There was something going on
between Jane and Weller.

I think they
were having problems.

You damn right
they were having problems.

She was vibing with me
and he was jealous.

This is my favorite.

Let me show you
how to use that.

Okay.
Don't hurt yourself.

(Clive)
Oh, yeah, Lynn gave
something to Emile.

Some sort of equipment
with "Timberland" on it.

(Zapata)
Timberland Defense Systems.

Manufactures radar jammers
for the U.S. military

to hide their boats
and planes from enemy radar.

It sounds like that's
what Lynn gave Emile.

And she didn't
want us to know.

(Weitz)
What did he want

with a radar jammer
in a conference center?

(Reade)
If the jammer
wasn't for the heist,

then it had to have been
for the escape.

Maybe Emile had to get
the item out of New York
after they stole it.

And the only use
for a jammer like that

is to cloak a boat
or a plane.

So if Jane and Weller
are still with them,

then that's what
we're looking for.

We should search
the Coast Guard and FAA

for radar disturbances.

Okay, do it.

So, you armed up,
you blended in

to look like the delegates--
then what?

We split up.

Lynn and Emile were supposed
to cause a distraction

while the rest of us
secured the item.

**

Emile had done all
the recon ahead of time,

so he explained
each layer of security
we had to get through.

We'll take it
from here.

(Clive)
Hell, we had access
to everything but the vault.

(grunting)

Clive! Help us!

(neck cracks)

(grunting)

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

(snickers softly)

You're telling me
that you rescued

two FBI agents?

Yes.
Yes, I am.

Did you get
the item or not?

(Weller gasps)

(latches snap)

Well, that was
very anticlimactic.

(Jane)
That looks like the design
for the green energy device.

Corporate espionage.

Definitely not in
the Nico Marconi's style.

(alarm trilling)
Damn it!

It's weight-censored.

But Emile knew the security
to this place inside and out.

How could he not tell us
there was a weight censor?

'Cause he wanted us
to get caught.

That alarm just sent
every guard on this floor

to this room.

We're not the ones
stealing the item.

We're the distraction.

Just throw
the knife out.

I can't!

Someone saw me
at the precinct.

An old coworker.

At any moment, the lab
is going to realize

that the knife is missing,

and when that happens,
I will be screwed.

You should have
thought about that

before you decided
to steal evidence.

I did!
You think I didn't realize

that I could go
to prison for this?

But you are
my best friend.

That was the risk that I was
willing to take to save you,

but I will not
go to prison to save Freddy,

and that is exactly
what will happen

if we don't put
that knife back.

You don't understand.
I made Freddy testify.

I brought this back
into his life.

If I hadn't done that,
maybe none of this

would have ever happened.

How am I gonna
turn him in?

So, Emile lied
about the briefcase?

It was just
a distraction?

Yes.

They weren't stealing
the real item, we were.

The real target
was being monitored 24/7

by two CSB guards.

But Emile knew
their emergency protocols.

When the alarm sounded,
the guards would head

to their helicopter
on the roof.

He had me rewire the elevator
so that when you select "roof,"

it went
to the basement instead.

(elevator bell dings)

(alarm blaring)

(gunshots)

I never saw
what was in the bag.

Come on.

We just ran to the van.

We've got two minutes.

Okay.

(gunshots)

(distant crowd screaming)

Damn it...
the van's blown.

We gotta find
a new way out.

But all my equipment's
in there, I need to get it.

There's no time.

Aah!

Lynn said that you
never made it back

to the rendezvous point.

What happened?

(alarm trilling)

They've got us trapped.

(gun cocks)
Hey, uh-uh.

No, no, no.
It's a steel box.

The bullets will
ricochet like crazy.

It's gonna have to be
hand-to-hand combat.

(Weller)
What? No.

Hand-to-hand combat,
I-I-I--

I can't make a fist
after that fight.

Don't worry.

I got it.

(beeping)

Aaaargh!

Let's just skip the part
where you singlehandedly

fought off
20 armed guards.

What happened next?

I got us out of the vault,

but those
Secret Service guys,

they-- they
caught up to us.

Those are some trigger-happy
sons o' bitches.

(gunfire)

(Emile)
Change of plans,
new getaway vehicle

is a black Cadillac.

Get to the east entrance
in 60 seconds

or get left behind.

All right, okay,
come on.

We don't have
enough time.

You go,
I'll hold 'em off.

Clive, no.
Okay.

Hey... go.

**

I'll never
forget you.

I took out as many guys
as I could

before I got KO'd.

Then I woke up
to you poking me

like a damn porcupine.

Right, so the last time
you saw Jane and Weller,

they headed for
a black Cadillac.

As far as I know.

Oh, by the way,
that tattoo?

Uh, it's not Sanskrit,
it's Arabic.

What?

What does it mean?

Ah-ah, don't do that,
what does it mean? Yo!

A black Cadillac
left the east entrance

shortly after the bomb
went off.

No plates, but we tracked it
for about a mile.

It got on the 87
going north.

Of all the locations
in the northeast

with ties to Nico Marconi,
only 15

are near water
or an airfield,

and only one of them
is off 87 North.

A plot of land
on the waterfront.

Marconi's shell company
owns it.

It's a defunct state park
that closed down

due to contamination,
so no one goes near it.

A pretty good spot
for covert weapons deals.

Okay, let's move.

(Weitz)
We've been driving
for an hour.

Are you sure this is
the best use of our time?

(Reade)
There's a lot
of ground to cover.

(Zapata)
Wait, up ahead.
Jane!

(panting)

Are you okay?
Just winded.

(Nas)
Where's Weller?

He went on the boat
with Chen.

Who's Chen?

She's what we stole
from the summit.

(Patterson)
Dr. Mingxia Chen,

she's a leader
in plate tectonics

who was giving a talk
at the summit.

She invented a method
of converting tectonic shifts

into green energy.

What does a weapons dealer
like Marconi

want with an
earthquake scientist?

I think I might know.
Over the past year,

China has been conducting
a massive study

on tsunami activity
off their coastline.

But there's been chatter
that it's a cover,

and that what
they're really doing

is developing
a tsunami bomb.

A what?
It's a bomb

that's detonated
on the ocean floor

to mimic a tsunami.

Concept was created
during World War II,

and they thought it
could be just as deadly
as an atomic bomb.

But they've never actually
made one work... have they?

Well, last month,
a small island

near China's research station

was completely wiped out
overnight, literally.

On the map one day,
gone the next.

It's believed that that was
their first successful test.

And Mingxia Chen is...

Head of R&D
for the project.

Instead of stealing
a tsunami bomb,

Nico Marconi kidnapped
the only person in the world

who can make one.

So, the question now is...
who's he gonna sell her to?

Clive and Lynn both said
they were stealing an item,

not a person, which means
either Emile kidnapped Chen

from the summit
all by himself,

or one of them knows something
they're not letting on.

And if they knew
that Chen was the target,

they might know where
Emile is taking her.

We need to compare
their stories to Jane's,

see what doesn't add up.

When we got to the summit,
Weller filled me in

on Nico Marconi.

We both agreed
we should stay undercover

to try to get to him.

We disabled the guns
without Clive seeing.

We knew we had to get a line
out to you with our location.

Hey, how'd you put that
Ruger together so fast?

(Jane)
He couldn't risk speaking,

so he dialed
1-0-1-2 instead.

Police code for "do not engage."
We got the message.

We know Clive lied about
the casualties in his story.

None of the bodies
were found at the scene.

How'd you stop him?

(Weller, whispering)
No. No, Clive.

No guns.

(clears throat)

Sir, I was just...

(grunting)

We made it out of the vault
before security arrived,

but the Secret Service
was on our tail quick.

(gunshots)

(gun clicks, Clive grunts)

So, Clive was with you
the whole time like he said?

Which means that Lynn
must have known about Chen.

Well, that would
make sense.

I'm pretty sure
they knew each other.

(Jane)
They were the first two there
when we got to the warehouse,

and she pretended
that she didn't know him,

but later, I overheard her.

We cut it close.

The conference badges
almost didn't clone.

You told me they'd be
the same as last time.

You weren't just another
hired hand, were you?

Emile and you
are associates,

and you planned
the heist with him.

I...
Just part of it.

What part, the part where
you kidnapped a woman?

It wasn't a duffel bag
that you took, was it?

It was Professor Chen,
right?

(smacks table)
Right?!

I swear to God,
if you don't start talking,

I'm gonna make sure that you
never see sunlight again.

Yes.

It was Chen.

(elevator bell dings)

(silencer gunshots)

So why didn't you
tell us about Chen?

Because I was trying
to protect myself

from kidnapping charges!

So, when you guys
got to the Cadillac,

that was the first time
you saw Chen?

No, we didn't see her
till the boat.

(Chen whimpering)

Who the hell is that?
This is the item.

(speaking foreign language)

Chen. Chen Mingxia.

Don't talk to her.

Weapons.

(Chen)
Please, help me.

Good work.
Marconi will be pleased.

Take it in the woods
and burn it.

You can find
your own way back.

All right, what do we do?
We can't just leave Chen.

Wherever she's going,

that's where
Nico Marconi is.

There's too many of 'em
to take down without guns.

We're at least 20 miles
from civilization.

You start running
out of here, all right?

Try and find a way
to contact the team.

I'm gonna get on that yacht
so we don't lose 'em.

No, I'll get on the yacht.
No, Jane.

We both know
how dangerous this is.

You have a baby
on the way.

You have Sarah,
you have Sawyer,

people who would miss you
if anything happened to you.

Look, I'm just
being practical.

But no one would miss me.
So, I'll get on the yacht.

Do you hear that?

There's a guard.

He's on the other side
of this building.

He must be staying behind.

All right,
let's box him in,

see if we can take
his weapon, his phone.

All right?
Go right.

**

Wait, Emile paid you
in cash?

Yeah, I buried
our cut in the woods.

Lynn said the money
would be wired.

Maybe she just misspoke.

Maybe, or maybe
she slipped up

and actually told the truth.

Whoa, what
are you doing?

She's still lying to you,
but it's not for Emile.

That equipment
that you were trying to get

out of the catering van,
there was a hard drive in there.

The blast damaged the fireproof
housing pretty badly,

but the inside
was intact.

And I just cracked it.

Yeah, very,
very not good for you.

She builds the money transfer
sites for Marconi's sales,

and they're pretty good,
actually, super secure,

unhackable,
but the real beauty is...

that her cut is automatically
wired to her

on completion of the sale.

You want this Chen sale
to go through

because you're still
getting paid.

Except I just found
your offshore bank account

that you're transfer
empties into...

and it's just been
seized by the FBI,

so you're not gonna make
a cent off this sale.

And if it does go through,
you'll be implicated

in human trafficking,
so I suggest you hand over

the site you built and let us
shut it down.

It's not a sale this time.

Marconi thought Chen
was one of a kind.

Wanted to see
how much he could get.

It's a dark web auction.

Tell us how
to access it.

(background chatter)

Okay, so I've been
doing some thinking...

and you're right,
we gotta return the knife.

Good.
(sighs)

That's...

We just have
to figure out how.

I think I found a way.

You can't bring it
into the lab yourself

because you were already seen,
but what if we make

somebody do it for you?

Why would
somebody do that?

Same reason
why Lynn's lying:

self-preservation.

So... so, last year,

a lab tech got suspended
for misplacing evidence.

It cost them a case.

He's still
on probation.

Now, what if he were to
find the knife in his car?

He wouldn't report it
and risk getting fired.

He'd just put it back.

Yeah, but what if he panics
and throws it away?

Not very smart--
if anything comes up missing,

he's gonna be the first
person they blame.

You got a better idea?

(Patterson)
Reade, Zapata,
get in here now!

What's going on?

The auction's going live.

(computer beeping)

(Patterson)
Oh, my God.

**

**

A top FBI official
for sale

on the black market
is a unicorn.

Weller is a wealth
of intel.

(Nas)
Look, the auction site
is airtight.

I've got my whole team trying
to trace it to a location,

and so does Patterson, but...
that would take weeks.

Weller and Chen
will be long by then.

Can't Lynn
just shut it down?

That's not the way
that it works.

She lost control of it
as soon as she handed it

over to Marconi.

There's gotta be some
other way to find them.

We win.

(Zapata)
What?

We pose as a buyer,
we get in on the auction
and we win.

Marconi will have
to provide a location

for us to collect
the merchandise.

Uh, in case
you've all forgotten,

the United States does not
negotiate with terrorists.

We are pouring
our best resources

into finding them through
legitimate channels,

and that is all we can do.

(Nas)
Fine, understood.

Jane, let me see you
in the conference room

in five minutes to make
a more specific ID

on Marconi's boat.

(Reade)
That boat's a dead end.

You know that.
Why are you giving in to him?

I'm not.

I have an idea, okay?
But it's risky and...

it's not exactly legal,

so I don't wanna
involve any of you.

We're already
involved.

We're a team.

If there's a chance to get
Weller back, we're in.

(metal groaning,
lock rattling)

Congratulations.

You've been sold,
40 million,

even more
than I expected.

I guess an FBI
assistant director

fetches a pretty good bonus.

But you... I've had my eye
on your for months...

just waiting for you
to figure out that bomb.

I knew you could do it!

You're Nico Marconi.

Guess neither of us
was who we purported to be.

(door opens)

Jeep's ready.

I'll wait there.

I want to leave as soon
as the second half

of the payment
comes through.

(lock clicking)

I think that I can
get us out of here.

(grunting)
But I'm gonna
need your help.

Were they
circular windows here
or rectangular?

Or no windows?

Jane?

I'm sorry,
this will have to wait.

Excuse me?

You need to request
that a rescue team

be sent to this location
immediately.

That's where you'll find
Weller along with Nas,

Reade, and Zapata.

What the hell
are you talking about?

They won the auction.

Nas used the money
from Lynn Burton's
offshore account,

20 million in total,

although that's just
the first half.

Marconi will be expecting
the second half

as soon as they get there,
and they do not have it,

so they're gonna need
some serious backup.

They defied my direct orders,

and you expect me
to go bail 'em out?

Well, the way I see it,
you can either stick

to your guns and let
four federal agents

and a kidnapped civilian die,
or you can get credit

for capturing the FBI's
Eighth Most Wanted.

(door opening, keys jingling)

Moving day.
The buyers are here.

It's time to go.

No, please, I feel sick.

(gasping)

(Weller)
You gotta help her.

Please, look!

(gunshots)

Uhh!

(whispering)
Go hide behind that tree.

I'm gonna need you
to wait here.

No, take me with you.

No, we don't
have a chance

of getting out of here
on foot.

Our best bet
is Marconi's jeep,

so I'm gonna go and take
that from him.

But it's safer
if you stay here.

Okay.

**

You must be
the lucky winner.

Where are they?
You paid half up front.

They're not yours yet.

Transfer the other
20 million.

Then you get your prize.

As far as I know,
they're not even here.

Or you could have beaten them
half to death,

and they're
of no use to me.

I need to see them first.

Fair enough.

They're running!

They were just there.
Find them.

Make sure my property
isn't damaged.

I need them alive.

Stop!
(gunshots)

Uhh!

(gunfire)

Stay down!

(man)
We got cops!

The buyers are cops!

(grunting)

(machine gun fire continues)

Uhh!

(grunting)

(gasping)

Uhh!

Here, come on.

(panting)
Are you okay?

We have to find Weller.

Chen said
he ran off that way.

He's going after Marconi.
(coughs)

All right, let's go.

(branch snapping)

Looks like you could
use some backup.

Nice to see you both.

Are you okay?

Yeah. You?

Yeah.
And you?

Let's get the hell
outta here.

Go around. Nas.

FBI! Freeze.

Hands up!
Drop your weapons!

Drop 'em!

Down on the ground,
keep your hands

where I can see 'em.

Move.

Down on the ground.
On the ground!

Turn around.

(click)

Nico Marconi...
you're under arrest.

You went behind my back
and stole 20 million dollars

from the U.S. government--
that is a federal crime!

But we have Marconi
in custody!

I mean, we'll get
all of that money back.

What if you lost him?

This was not a calculated,
tactical decision.

This was a coin flip.

And you don't get
to keep your job

just because
it came up heads.

You don't have the power
to fire me.

Oh, then I will
walk it up the chain

till I find somebody
who does.

You will never work

for the United States
government ever again.

That's a promise.

(chuckles)
You know, Matthew,

I have worked with a lot
of men like you.

You get off
on instilling fear,

'cause it makes you feel
more powerful.

You wouldn't know
what to do with real power.

How'd it go?

Is he bringing up
charges?

It's fine, there's nothing
to worry about.

Really?

Yeah, it was...
just a slap on the wrist.

Patterson, can I talk
to you for a second?

You know, when I first
brought my theory

about Sandstorm
to my superior...

she laughed at me.

The only proof I had
that these lone wolf attacks

were connected was this
one man in a lime green hat.

She thought that
it was a coincidence,

and that the link that I was
looking for wasn't there.

She gave me the lecture,
"When you hear hoofbeats..."

"...think horses,
not zebras."

(chuckles)
But...

I just knew that
it was connected.

It made
perfect sense to me

long before I could
convince her.

You know, Patterson,
it's not always gratifying

to be the person
who sees things

that no one else can see.

We both know that.

But it's a gift.

(beeping)

(beeping)

This grants you access

to all the systems
in this room.

It's six years
of my life's work,

everything that the NSA
has on Sandstorm.

(gasps)

I-- I'm honored.

Well, your work on the tattoos
has been exceptional.

I look forward to seeing
what you do with this.

Come to the party.

You really don't
have to do that.

What you said on the pier,
it wasn't true.

I... never thought
I'd say this again, but...

if something
happened to you,

I'd miss you.

(sighs)

You're my friend,
Jane.

So I want you
at that party.

Okay.
I'll be there.

All right.

(soul music)

Wash it down
with that.

Lovebirds...

So, uh, where
is this, uh,

mysterious boyfriend
of yours?

Conor is stuck
on a stakeout, unfortunately.

Yeah, and I was so excited
to introduce you

as my baby daddy.
(laughing)

By the way, I'm feeling
pretty confident

we're having a boy.

Game on.

**

50 bucks it's a girl.

Hm?
You're on.

Wait, why--
you can't take that.

We gotta cut
the cake to find out.

Oh.
It's not fair.

**

It's done.

I put it back in his car.
Now, we just wait.

If he puts it back
tomorrow morning,

they should trace it back
to Freddy by... end of day.

You okay?

I just want it
to be over... yeah.

Thank you.

For what?

You-- you thought
I killed somebody

and you still
stuck by me.

You'd have done the same.

Uh... I...

(scoffs)

(laughing)

You're kidding me.

The hazards of being
a bartender.

Let me...
let me do it.

All right.

(scrubbing fabric)

Weitz is coming
after you, isn't he?

Yeah... maybe.

Whatever happens,
we fight it together, okay?

You were only in that
position because of me.

You know, when you
were missing, I was...

(whispering)
Don't.

(Patterson)
Weller, it's cake time!

Good timing.
(laughs)

Let's go get some cake.

All right.
All right, coming!

**

* We looked a shadow
of a man *

**

* From where we're standing

* Which made us laugh
and lift our heads *

* And say rise

* We knew our hearts
were made of glass *

* Which comes
from sand and... *

* We let it slip
throughout our hands *

* Into night

* Into the night

* Into the night

* Let it be known

* That we're all ghosts,
could have stayed... *

You can never
come back.

* Let it be known
I loved you most *

* Let us be brave *

Wh-what are you doing here?

Shepherd doesn't know
I'm here.

What's going on?

We have been
through so much.

You haven't always
been by my side,

but it's better
when you are.

I'm better when you are.

I don't wanna do this
without you.

I need you to see that,

understand how great
this can all be.

I want you by my side
when it happens.

When what happens?

Phase two.

It's time.

In a few hours,
we're gonna change the world.

**

**

(man)
Greg, move your head.