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Frank. We're here to rescue you.

Thank you.

You saved my life.

How much does the FBI know?

How long was she under water?

She's pregnant.

I know.

Agent Teague,
what happened here?

Well, the CIA was protecting
four Syrian nationals

when they were hit... hard.

- By who?
- We don't know.

But they came in heavy,

took out the guard at the door

and three of our protectees.

This is my colleague,
Agent Dan Monroe.

One is unaccounted for.

A witness named Nazir Habib.

- Why'd you call us?
- These are the guys

that were gonna testify
at the U.N. tomorrow.

Along with Shelby Wyatt.

Excuse me.

This couldn't have happened

more than six hours ago.

Come on, Shelby.

Come on, pick up,
pick up, pick up!

Thank you.

For what?

For putting up with me
the last couple weeks.

I know I'm not
the best patient, so...

What do you mean?

You're stubborn,

your first instinct
is to refuse help,

and you hate
talking about your feelings.

You're a dream.

Come on! One drink?!

My God. Come on! One drink?!

Thanks, boys, but...

No.

I keep thinking that tomorrow,

I'm gonna be ready to come back,

and then I'm not.

You should take
as much time as you need.

I mean, what happened to you...

You can say it, Shelby.

I lost a baby.

And the truth is that,
as awful as it was,

my life was about to get
really complicated.

And now it's not.

I don't believe
it's that simple.

And neither do you.

We need to get you
back to the loft.

Because now,
we're breaking protocol.

Great.

Now you sound just like Ryan.

What.

Get down!

Where is he?

I don't see anyone.

Shelby?!

Hey, she's fine.

Nazir Habib's missing.

- Shelby!
- Ryan.

I'm fine, really.

But they killed an innocent kid.

I didn't want you going out
for a reason.

This was it.

They want you dead, Shelby.

Syria doesn't want
your testimony going public.

I'm the one who was over there.

I know what Assad's capable of.
Yeah.

And your testimony puts a
spotlight on the rebels...

trying to bring him down.

His regime is targeting you.

What is it?

I think it's Nazir.

You better think twice
before you answer that.

Someone just murdered
his friends!

And he was the only one
that got away.

What are you suggesting?

Shelby, Ryan's right.
We don't know anything yet.

Nazir?

They're all dead! They're dead!

Look, Nazir,
I need you to slow down.

Where are you?
You have to bring me in!

No one else.

The CIA almost got me killed!

I don't trust the FBI! Only you.

You're seeing the same problems
here that I am, right?

This guy miraculously
escapes a massacre,

he's luring you out
to meet him...

Nazir needs our help!

All right, look.
Public place, eyes-on.

We control the environment.

Nazir, listen to me.

Do exactly as I say,
and you'll be fine.

When we hang up,
toss your phone.

Your six is clear.

Clear on your nine.

Clear at your 12.

Hey. Behind you.

Shelby, thank God.

Do you remember the rest?

Um...

Nazir, now is not
the time for poetry.

You're married.

I am, yes,

and we can talk about
all of that later,

but right now, we have to go.

You're not alone?

We have to move.

Possible hostile
coming in at your 12,

cap and sunglasses.

Get out of there, Shelby.

Nazir may have been followed.

Did you toss your phone?

I thought I'd need it.
Give it to me!

Okay, I have eyes on another
potential hostile,

sunglasses and cap.

Two hostiles in total.
Move, Shelby.

Let's go. Keep moving.
Keep moving.

Come on.

No, we don't want a shoot-out.

Too many civilians in the area.

Yeah, you're good.

You're good, baby. You're good.

Shelby and Nazir are clear.

One down.

Okay. The other two ran.

Stay with Shelby and Nazir.

We got any ID on these guys?

Hey.

He look Syrian to you?

Hey, Shelby.

What did Nazir say to you
at the pier?

I couldn't hear it
over the come.

I-I don't remember.

A lot was happening at once.

It sounded like Arabic.

It was nothing.

A poem.

It was a long time ago, Alex.

Let's go.

He was IRA.

What?

Working with
the Syrian government?

Yeah, a lot of these ex-IRA guys

actually started off over there

working for First Pledge.

Garrett King's
military contractor.

Yeah, but eventually,
King broke off from them

and started working with
the Syrian government directly.

More money, less rules.

King's still on the run.

We can't exactly bring him in
for questioning.

And now he's using these IRA
shooters to hunt us here.

That's one theory.

A theory?

It's my reality.
People are trying to kill me.

Look, Nazir's right.

Hiring Irish locals
may bypass Homeland.

It's quite a fall from grace,
isn't it?

Revolutionaries to hired muscle.

Killer's tattoos
connect him to a faction

run by a guy named Conor Devlin.

I've heard of him.

Old-school IRA.

Claims he's out.

They all say they're out.

His son, Phelan, however,

wears it loud and proud.

Rap sheet's long, colorful.

I think it's time I have a talk
with Conor Devlin.

Am I supposed to just sit here
and do nothing?

Yes.

Well, we told the CIA
that you're safe.

So, you'll go back
into their custody.

Agents Teague and Monroe

are prepping a new safe house
for you now.

The ones who let my friends
get killed?

You're actually sending me
back to them?

No.

No, you're staying with us.

It's good to have you
back, Parrish.

Thanks.

How are you holding up?

I'm fine.

But everybody really needs
to stop worrying about me.

Worrying about you
is the best part of my day.

Sorry, what?

It's an old country song.

By who?

Yours truly.

I told you, you don't know
anything about me.

Look, you're just...
You're not even understanding.

You're not paying attention.
Yeah.

Alex, am I right or not?
About what?

About not trusting another CIA safe house...
It doesn't matter what Alex thinks!

After what happened today.
You're my wife,

and I'm telling you...
You're telling me what?

The only thing
that matters to me is you.

Okay, well, Nazir and I
are both staying put.

He trusts me with his life.

There were plenty of times
I trusted him with mine.

And he's my friend.

Yeah? I'm sorry,

but I had a whole life
before we fell in love.

And so did you.

So, you think this man
was hired by Assad?

Well, our working theory is

that Syria contracted him
to silence your testimony.

Then we're going after him. No.

You're gonna stay here
and let us do our job.

You're not a part of this team.

My team is dead
because of this man.

I'm coming with you!

No, you're not.

Shelby, this guy could have
killed our friends.

We're sitting here

talking about gathering evidence

when we should be out there
hunting him down.

Yeah, we don't have enough evidence
to go after Devlin, all right?

See, in this country, we have
a thing called... Ryan! Stop.

Whatever it takes,
we'll find him.

Look, Nazir, Ryan is right.

It's not your job
to go after Conor Devlin.

It's ours.

I'm not accusing you
of anything, Mr. Devlin.

I'm asking for your help.

Last night,
a safe house of witnesses

was wiped out.

This morning,
hitmen went after two more.

Witnesses?

Witnesses to what?

Syrian war crimes.

One of the shooters
was former IRA.

They've operated in Syria before

as mercenaries.

Irish lads raising camels

alongside Bin Laden
in the desert.

Sounds like fake news to me.

Anything you can offer
would be greatly appreciated.

What brings you to me,
Agent Hall?

I'm just a businessman.

You weren't always.

In another life,

I found my way
into some rowdy antics.

But don't all young men?

Most young men didn't grow up

with Royal Ulster soldiers
hunting them

through the streets of Belfast.

We did our fair share
of hunting, too,

believe me.

No, I don't smoke.

You know why the Royal Ulsters
lost the war?

They couldn't
tell the difference

between a bad habit
and a peace offering.

Peace offering?

Are we at war, Mr. Devlin?

I was affiliated with the cause
for 20 years.

I won't deny that,

nor will I apologize,

as I was never
convicted of a crime.

I arrived in New York
with $40 in my pocket,

and I built this business up
legitimately.

Not all Irishmen are terrorists.

Try to remember that.

I give up.

I can't reach her. Yeah?

Well, forgive me for
pointing out the irony here.

- Nah, don't.
- I mean, come on, Ryan,

you of all people should realize

that the heart is capable

of holding two things at once.

Her heart's
not holding anything.

Okay.

Bro, let me remind you
of the score here.

There's nobody else in her life.

She's yours.

You already won.

You, too?

Guys, I'm not jealous of Nazir.

I'm trying to keep
my wife alive.

Da, it'll get done, I swear.

I could've sent 40 different men
on that job.

But my fool son made
a right mess of it,

didn't he?

Help him, and you're next!

Sir, the targets had a team
backing them up.

Judging by their tactics,
I'd say FBI.

Who are you?

Sean Maguire, sir.

Sean's my lieutenant.

Head of operations.

You have a "lieutenant" now?

He's got experience, Da.

Army, two tours.

Then you have a plan.

Well, your son and I
devised a plan together, sir.

Tell him, Phelan.

Sean says
the last Syrian witness

is gonna end up in CIA custody.

Then our man inside the CIA

will tell us where
they're keeping him...

Go on, son, I'm listening.

And our... our man at the CIA

will tell us where they're keeping him.
In other words,

repeat the same plan

that made you look like an ape

and put me in the spot I'm in...

FBI agents sitting in my office.

In my office, boy!

The new CIA safe house
is ready for Nazir.

They want us to bring him there.

Well, Shelby won't like that.

I don't like it, either.

We still don't know how the
first house was compromised.

You think
one of these guys leaked?

Well, someone
had to have leaked.

Teague and Monroe both knew

where the witnesses
were being housed.

I'm just... Nazir's gone!

He took a gun
from the supply locker.

Great.

Guys...

our files
on Conor and Phelan Devlin

are missing.

I want to speak
with Conor Devlin.

Conor Devlin?
Don't think I know that name.

He owns the pub.

It's above my pay grade, Osama.

Don't do it.

All right,
nothing to see here, ladies.

Go back to drinking.

What were you thinking,

I'm not gonna stay
in some safe house

where the men
who killed my friends

are walking free! No?

You die, nothing changes.

Nobody hears
your testimony about Syria.

Use your head.

Nazir, you are not here
to get revenge.

You're here to tell the U.N.
what you saw.

Please?

I heard you're looking for me.

You killed my friends.

What if I did kill your friends?

What's a skinny heathen like you

gonna do about it?

Hey, hey! Be smart, okay?

He wants you to lose control.

Do not give him what he wants.

New York, Belfast...
It's all the same.

Always a government boot

grinding on
the neck of free men.

But it's the duty of free men
to rebel.

I know my rights.

I've bled for them.

So, unless you got a warrant,

get the hell outta here.

Leave it.

Hey.

Alex, we'll meet you and Nazir
back at the loft.

You've been different
since he showed up.

What are you implying?

What happened over there?

You're serious? No.

That's not what I'm asking.

Okay, I like to think that
I know you better than anyone.

And you're never this reckless.

Yeah, well,
you don't know everything.

Okay.

Then let's talk about it.

There's nothing to talk about.
Shelby...

I got his family killed.

Okay?

I was working
at the CIA station in Damascus

when we heard about an attack
on Deir-al Zour.

Where?

Nazir's hometown.

I had 24 hours.

Could've tipped him off,
had the town evacuated.

But that would mean
exposing your asset.

You'd need authorization.

I tried. I didn't get it.

Nazir still doesn't know?

How could I tell him?

He lost so much...

His mother, his wife,
his two daughters.

And if you told him,
he'd lose you, too.

I could have saved them.

But I didn't.

I followed orders.

I could stand here

and tell you
that it's not your fault,

but you wouldn't believe me.

Hey, but I get it, okay? I do.

But while you're making amends,

we're not doing our jobs,
Shelby.

Bring him
back to the safe house.

Okay, we'll sweep the place
ourselves,

and if it's okay with you,

we'll leave him there,
we'll go back on offense,

and find the people
that killed his friends.

Okay.

Hey. I talked to Gomez.

She said hands off Conor Devlin

until we have something solid.

He's got
nothing to do with this.

Last time I saw Frank,

we were pulling him
out of a dungeon

after he was captured
by Dante Warwick

on a rogue op.

But it sounds like

you've been spending
plenty of time with him.

Frank is not you.

FBI is not in the "helping out
business," Jocelyn.

Shelby...

You do remember.

Tell me the rest.

I don't remember.

I'm sorry.

I'm gonna vet this safe house.

Stay put. I'll be right back.

All right, you talk to him.

I'll watch Nazir.

We'll be fine.

We need to talk.

Talk?

You drop off the package,

and we go our separate ways.

What more is there
to talk about?

Three "packages" got executed

while in CIA custody
this morning.

Back off, princess.

Are you accusing me
of something?

We think there's a leak.

You think I'm the leak.

Well, we're not
leaving Nazir with you

until we know that you're not.

Where's Agent Monroe?

Already here...

Been here prepping the place
for a few hours.

Monroe?

Come on,
he's probably just in the can.

We had Mexican for breakfast.

Guys.

All of our security cameras
went down 40 minutes ago.

Monroe logged on
and shut them down himself.

Teague.

Yeah.

He was letting Devlin's men
into the house.

Then they turned on him.

Devlin took out his own CIA mole

before we could expose him.

If he had one man
inside the Agency,

he might have more.

CIA's off this op.

Why? Because Monroe was a mole?

Because we're on American soil.

Nazir is all yours.

You'll keep me posted, yes?

No.

Sorry about your friend.

Having second thoughts about

putting Frank
in the field again?

Yeah, it's his psych eval.

When do the broken pieces
go back together?

When's an agent ready
to get back into the fight?

I didn't... I didn't mean you.

But the shoe fits, right?

You have one of those files
on me, too?

Well, they have one
on all of us.

But while we're
talking about it,

are you ready to be back?

I don't know.

What I do know is,
it helps knowing

that I have people around me
that support me.

Maybe that's all Frank needs...

Some support.

Was what I went through
with Dante Warwick traumatic?

How could it not be?

But I'm back now.

Well, the FBI
oversight board disagrees.

Their report says you still need
some time away from the field.

Yeah, because they've never
been in the field.

Frank... I'm sorry.

I'm just...

I don't like being told
by people

who aren't out here
risking their lives

that I'm not ready to do

what I damn well trained to do.

Frank.

We're the same, you and me.

We... we've both been,
knocked down...

We're not the same.

We're on opposite sides
of this desk.

Is this about Jocelyn?

You don't like

that she's been spending time
with me again?

Her personal life
isn't my concern.

Then are you gonna give me
a fair shake or what?

I'm sick of going to their
shrinks and their doctors.

Frank... Come on, Owen!

You know what it's like
to be judged unfairly.

When they threw your daughter
in prison,

you're telling me
they didn't open a file on you?

What happened to you was awful,
truly awful,

but you bring my daughter
into this one more time,

and it won't be a doctor
they send you to.

It'll be a dentist.

Now, I only have
one concern here...

That's whether you got
enough gas left in your tank

to do one thing for me,
one thing.

I think you're gonna have me

do that one thing for you, Owen.

Really?

I'm the only FBI agent

who's made direct contact
with Conor Devlin

and still has his cover intact.

What?

I never mentioned
Conor Devlin's name to you.

Not once.

Is that really
what you think of me?

Which is why he's on his way
to meet Alex.

Thank you, Owen.

That is what you think of me,
isn't it, Jocelyn?

I'm not doing this
as a favor to you.

I'm doing this

because I have
no other moves right now.

Okay?

Full Irish coming up,
Mr. Devlin.

Extra bacon, Mickey.

I have my son with me today.

You know how I take it.

Burned black, sir.

You know why I do that, lad?

Do what, Da?

Ride you like I do.

Because you want me
to be like you.

You'll never be like me.

I accepted that a long time ago.

Do you think I'm a sadist,

a monster who enjoys
putting you through hell?

I...

I don't know why you do it, Da.

I ride you hard,

because no other man
would dare do it.

Your whole life
I've watched our men

let you win
every game in the pub.

I've heard them tell you

your punches land harder
than they really do.

The world gives you a fantasy.

I give you the truth.

It's my job.

I'm your father,
and you're my only son.

But if you want me to stop,
just tell me.

You're a grown man.

Tell me to stop,

and I won't speak
another ill word

or lay a hand on you again.

Don't stop, Da.

That's my boy.

You could've killed me!
Are you blind?!

Get your damn off me, man.

I'm an FBI agent!

- I will ruin your life, pal!
- Hey, hey, hey!

Come on, I've got places to be.
Let's go.

- Stay out of this!
- Frankie!

Is that you, boyo?

Conor?

Hey.

Get out of here.

Yeah, let's go.

Come on.

Let's have a chat, Frankie.

I can't be seen around you,
Conor.

Okay, it's not like
the old days.

I-I cleaned myself up.

In that case,

it's a couple of
law-abiding citizens

just catching up
after all these years.

You got nothing to worry about.

Okay. Five minutes.

Bureau bounced me
out of racketeering,

got me working admin.

I'm just a-a desk jockey now.

You got someplace to be?

Conor, I have to go.

If someone on that street

saw me walk in here with you

I'm screwed,

especially with
what's happening now.

What's "happening now"?

The U.N. hearing,

Syrian witnesses
getting murdered.

FBI's got your crew
as the main suspects.

What an outrageous fantasy.

First I'm hearing it, Frankie.

You wearing a wire, Frank?

He's blown. I'm pulling him.
No, no, no.

Let him play it out, Owen.
Play it out?

Yes. Give him some time.

Time for what?

To piss 'em off.

Hey, touch me again,

and you'll be eating that bacon
through a straw, kid.

Mind my son.

Put a leash on him,
or I'll do it myself.

Conor, we have our history,

but I'm a different guy now.

A different guy than the one

whose gambling debts I paid off?

Vegas already had men on a plane
to pay you a visit,

as far as I can recall.

Vegas.

Those were the days.

Where's he going with this?

He's about to walk out on him.

Conor, I owed you one,

but I paid off my debt.

Sorry, guys,

but I'm leaving,

and you can't do
anything to stop me.

Are you a desk jockey

who still has security
clearance, Frankie?

Goodbye and good riddance,
Conor.

Wait for it...

Frankie!

You owed me more than one.

Get back here.

I'm not done with my breakfast.

Conor took the bait.

The funds just hit
my offshore account.

He's got to move
on that intel today.

I can brief your team,

give you some insight
into Conor's crew...

The team's already moving into position.
The clock's ticking.

Right. Of course.

Well, um,
guess my work here is done.

Thanks for giving me a shot,
Owen.

Guess when you got one thing
you need done,

I'm your guy.

You were today.

He did his job, Jocelyn.

What more do you want me to do?
Owen...

We better leave now

if we're gonna link up
with our team.

No overwatch, no snipers.

Eyes on the Devlins?

Negative.

Nope.

Nothing so far.

Frank told them
the witness transfer

was going down
at 1:00 p.m. sharp.

Stay frosty, people.

Two minutes till show time.

Look, you wanted
the Devlins off the street,

this is how we do it...

Lure them out,
catch them in the act.

Understood.

We're on.

Let's go.

All right, folks, I got eyes
on Phelan and another hostile,

- northeast corner.
- Armed and coming in fast...

40 yards from you, Alex.

Contact in three... two... one.

Drop your weapon right now!

Hands in the air!
Get on the ground!

Do it! Now!

Drop it, Phelan.

I heard someone
shot your buddies in the face.

Condolences.

Hey, hey!

Nazir! Nazir, no!

Nazir, no!

Well, now we got to get
his old man.

Yeah,
before his old man gets us.

Are you okay? Yeah.

All right, guys.
Eyes up. Stay sharp.

Weapons free, and don't miss.

No, there's nothing here, Owen.

Conor Devlin has cleared
the place out.

Okay.

Due to Phelan's death

and the threat against
Shelby and Nazir,

the U.N. testimony
has been moved.

To when?

An hour from now.

That's insane. We don't have...

We haven't had the time

to vet a safe route to the U.N.

or coordinate
with their security detail.

This is the hand
we've been dealt.

Our mission is
to get Shelby and Nazir

to the U.N. safely
for that hearing,

no matter what.

We'll be ready.

Let's go.

Before we go in,

there's something
I have to tell you.

It's about the attack
on Deir-al Zour

that killed your family.

Shelby, now isn't the time.

I had advance intel.

I knew it was coming,
but I didn't warn you

because I had orders to protect
an asset on the ground.

I know.

I've always known.

It's time.

Conor's out there somewhere.

Alex, Shelby, take Nazir inside.

We'll set up the perimeter.

Nazir!

Alex, get down!

Covering fire!

Nazir?

Where's Shelby?

Cover me!

Shelby, are you hit?

I don't think so.

- Nazir.
- He's bleeding out.

McQuigg, drive.

Don't move.

The biggest mistake you made
was not killing me.

By the time I'm finished,

I'll have taken
everyone you love.

Nazir.

Nazir.

The sun never says to the earth,
"You owe me."

"A love like that
lights up the sky."

I'm sorry, Shelby.

No, I don't...
I don't see that as a problem.

Sure.

Hey, let me call you back.

Hey.

I didn't put Frank in play
as a favor to you.

But this is a favor.

It's a letter of recommendation.

I'm supporting him

for full reinstatement
to field duty.

That doesn't change anything.

I hope I'm doing
the right thing.

Owen.

Thank you.

Given the nature of the threat,

my unit was assigned
to protect Nazir Habib

and deliver him to this room
to testify.

We failed.

I failed.

I'm gonna tell you

everything we saw
together in Syria.

I'm gonna tell you
everything that he couldn't.

I failed
to protect Nazir's life,

but I can still
protect his legacy.

I'm glad you loved him.

You are?

There's a million things

that turned you into the woman
that I love.

Whatever happened over there
is a part of that.

Hey, so I was thinking...

Dive bar tonight?

Sure.

Okay. Let's go.

Actually, no.

No?

Nah, no dive bar.

Rain check, then?

No.

It's just bars are loud.

I want to find a quiet place
where I can hear you talk.

You've been through a lot,

and I want to hear about it.

So...

worrying about me

is the best part of your day?

Nah.

It's just an old country song.