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- Previously on "Quantico"...
- Welcome to The Farm.

Brace yourselves.

Well, we're getting a handler, aren't we?

Handlers... You will each have one.

"We are the Citizen's Liberation Front.

Any attempt to cross our perimeter

will result in the release
of a biological agent."

- You know that woman?
- I know some of the others, too.

We trained together at The Farm.

In order to identify a terrorist,

when they return as a hostage,
we need to mark them.

Miranda, I'm in an NYPD emergency bunker.

I'm gonna look around and
see what I can find, okay?

I'll call you back.

_

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Sorry.

Why didn't they kill me?
They knew what I was doing.

They need you to translate.

I'm worried they need
me for something else.

If we could just find a way to
see under one person's mask,

we could figure out who they are
and how they know each other,

what they want.

Maybe if you ask nicely,
one of them will take off their mask.

Actually, that's not far off
from what I was thinking.

I just hope Alex is inside the perimeter.

All right, let's go
over this one more time.

You need entrances, exits,
number of terrorists, hostages,

explosives, how they're rigged,
armaments, hostage locations,

and if bio weapons are a
real threat or a bluff.

Anything I'm forgetting?

Alex, please be careful.

Okay.

I will.

_

Okay, Alex, give me the lay of the land.

Well, it's only been a week,

but all the recruits are still an enigma.

You must have gained some intel.

These people are training to be spies.

Think they don't know what they're doing?

Okay, well, what have
you learned about them

in the past week?

The lawyer, Dayana.

Last week, she was falling apart.

This week, she's insanely driven.

You know, there's better
ways to cure insomnia.

I've slept.

I'm just doing some required reading.

You haven't done that yet?
It's Monday already.

This is next week's.

If she was recruited by the AIC...

The AIC?

It's CIA in reverse.

Ryan came up with the name.

I thought it was cute.

Cute? You gave a group of
deadly insurgents a nickname.

It's better than "rogue faction."

Okay, so if this AIC has
tapped Dayana already,

she would be a good fit because?

I'm not sure. All I know is she's
the weakest link so far.

A supposed power player
who cries herself to sleep

when no one's looking?

Then again, damsel
in emotional distress is...

that's a good cover.

What about León Valez?

He doesn't say much, but
he sees everything.

He's always watching.

He'd be my first choice
if it weren't so obvious.

I have yet to see what his skills are

outside of the pool table.

- What does he know about you?
- More than he should.

Did you say there's a new recruit?

Leigh Davis.

She appeared out of nowhere two days ago.

Mother of two from Pacific Palisades.

Reminds me of you, actually.

Elegant, refined.

Totally out of place and high strung.

Runs her own business.

She's a wedding planner.

She prefers "event coordinator."

She prefers... a lot of things.

Art Basel submission?

Oh, no, this is my schedule.

It's how I achieve peak productivity.

Every Post-it is a quarter hour.

Every quarter hour is accounted for.

Every dot is an idea. Every check
mark is an accomplishment.

If you want, I can do the same for you.

Uh, no, thanks.

I prefer to play things by ear.

But if you have any Adderall left over...

- And Harry Doyle?
- The Kingsman?

Well, I wouldn't play cards with the guy,

if that's what you're asking.

There's something I
really like about him.

I mean, if I didn't think he
was a cold-blooded traitor,

we could be friends.

- Nice.
- That's my shirt.

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- And Sebastian Chen?
- The priest?

Really with the nicknames?

Okay, this one's actually true,

'cause before he was recruited,
he was in the seminary.

I keep trying, but...

He's impenetrable.

A fortress.

Obviously, that makes
me want to know more.

Okay, so what about recruitment?

We still don't know if these
people were already tapped,

or if it's happening as we speak.

Do you think that Owen Hall's daughter

might be recruiting people with him?

Lydia's intense.

I have no idea what makes her tick,

but if she's recruiting,
they'd have a hard time saying no.

Lucas.

Call me back.

Look I don't know how

we're supposed to make any headway.

The line between operative
and anarchist is razor thin.

How would you like to better
be able to tell the difference?

I'm listening.

Not yet, but you will be.

- It's a highly sensitive bug.
- But there's only one.

One bug between the two of you.

The Farm is too far out
of range from here

for us to put any more of these
in proximity to each other.

Another bug close to this

would create interference
and give you away.

So, what are we supposed to do?

Choose the best
candidate to listen in on.

That's gonna take some time.

The Farm is swept for
counter surveillance

every five days.

Our intel says that was yesterday.

This is your window.

You have to be careful if these people

are as dangerous as we think they are.

Great, so if you find us
dead in a double suicide,

please assume that the last
person that we spoke to

was in the AIC.

No one's gonna die if
you make a smart choice.

Don't just go by intuition.

Get people to open up,
see who they really are.

Elicitation?

Well, the CIA's already taught us

the best tool to accomplish that.

Here's to that sweet government salary.

Ah! And a life of sanctioned crime.

Cheers.

So, if you think about it,

if we all died right now,

not even our family would know how or why

or that we even worked here.

We'd just be some random
star on the wall,

and our stories will never be told.

If you're not gonna muddle the sugar,

what's the point of
making an Old Fashioned?

What do you guys think Leigh's story is?

Besides organizing four out
of five Kardashian weddings?

What? Really?

Yeah, what?

I looked her up.

Didn't you guys do that?

When we're done here,

I just hope wherever they
send me, she's not there.

She sewed a patch on
to my favorite jeans

while I was in the shower
without even asking.

Don't worry. I read that most operatives

never run into their
classmates once they get out.

That's true. They send you
to the far-flung corners,

wherever you fit in best, they said.

Afghanistan for you, I'm guessing?

Mm. I thought you'd say Alabama.

Well, until I get rid of my accent,

it's South America for me.

You think they'll welcome
you back with open arms?

Let me ask you something personal.

Where did you last have sex?

I think you might be
asking the wrong person.

Okay, then you answer, Mr. Doyle.

Well, I don't know where he last had sex,

but I last had sex in a car.

Mm. What kind of car?

A Fit, of all things.

Not a very apropos name, if you ask me.

And where was it parked?

How many cars were around you?

Was anyone in those cars?

Any security cameras?

Did anyone see you leave?

All right, if this is gonna end
with some surveillance video,

I should warn you all now it
gets as NSFW as it can be.

The only surveillance that
should've transpired is your own.

As an operative, you'll learn
that God is in the details.

You need to be constantly
aware of your surroundings.

It's called assessment.

An operative has to be
able to walk into a space

and see everything, every angle,
possible threat, escape,

or camera, no matter
what you're involved in.

And you need to be able
to do it in seconds.

I know it seems like an impossible task..

but by the time you're done
here, it will be instinct.

Look at today's itinerary.

Be ready to leave in five minutes.

Hey, man, hold up.

One day, one bug, one shot.

Let the assessment begin.

They moved the hostages again.

Thermal readings are the same.

122, over 1,600 still
locked in at Federal Plaza.

Miranda, I didn't want to
say this in front of everyone

because I know it's crazy, but what if...

The group Alex and Ryan were
investigating is behind this?

It's not crazy at all.
It's my working assumption.

But the operation to uncover
the AIC was a failure.

No one would believe us,
even if we told them.

What if we had something
to convince them?

Six months ago, after
you shut down the op,

I wrote a report.

- Shelby.
- A white paper.

I know, I know. I shouldn't have done it,

but I couldn't just sit
on all the work we did.

Everything we risked
couldn't be for nothing.

Eventually, someone was
gonna need to know

what Alex found out.

What exactly did you write?

An in-depth analysis on everyone
who could be in the AIC...

How they could operate,
what their goals were.

You know you should've told
me about this, don't you?

I was planning to submit it for review

to Counter Intel as well as
the Senate Oversight Committee,

but I was ordered to drop it

before I could even press "send."

But you kept a copy, didn't you?

On my personal computer.

Bring it to me.

Having this kind of assessment
of who these people are

and what they want
is exactly the kind of advantage

we need right now.

I just hope it can help

before anyone else gets hurt.

All right, Alex.

You can do this.

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Weapons.

Terrorists.

Do you know why you're here?

Why this diner?

Why... why this time of day?

You like their milkshakes?

From this seat, I can see the front door.

I can see the kitchen.

I can see behind the bar.

And if I decide to finish my milkshake,

which is very good, by the way,

because there aren't a lot of customers,

the servers aren't in a
rush to turn over the table,

which means privacy.

A perfect place for a handler
to meet an undercover agent.

Is this some kind of lesson?

Are we not doing our jobs well?

Do you think I picked you
to handle Alex and Ryan

because you're the most qualified?

No, I didn't, because you're not.

I picked you because
you're their friends,

and from the reports I see,
you're all business,

and that won't help any of
us take this faction down.

You want us to make this personal?

It is personal.

And if you don't know that

and you're not willing to use that,

then we're done before we get started.

A good handler pushes,

gets in their heads,

manipulates.

They do whatever it takes
to get the job done.

You see, this group that
we're up against,

they don't have uniforms,
they don't have a battlefield.

Make no mistake, they are planning a war.

Make it personal.

That's how you get them to do

what you need them to do so we'll win.

Today we're gonna run you
through a series of scenarios

to give you a better understanding

of what assessment means.

Many locations will be familiar,

but just because you've seen
them doesn't mean you know them.

So, how much can you see in 30 seconds?

Exits to the north, south, and west.

Six cameras by the bar,
three near the bathroom.

Two women pretending
to be on their phones,

but their screens weren't illuminated.

The bartender kept his hat on
even though he was perspiring,

and the girl in the second banquette,

she can do a lot better
than the guy she was with.

Where are you?

You know how far you walked,
how many turns you took.

You don't need anything else.
Where are you?

Harry and Sebastian's room.

No.

Where are you?

Ryan and León's room.

Where are you?

Alex and Dayana's room.

Bathroom?

Where are you?

Alex and Dayana's room.
Alex burned incense,

but not for a few days.

Ryan, standing right behind me,

he shifts his weight when he's bored.

Anyone who's navigated a West Side bride

through a wedding for 1,000
can find her way in the dark

and smell a flower that's
clashing with a moisturizer.

You're gonna have to do better than that.

Space and surroundings aren't
the only thing you're assessing.

There's also time.

4 minutes, 11 seconds. Right?

Yep.

How many coats in there with you?

Shoes? Boxes?

It's dark in there. Give me one second.

I just wouldn't have pegged
him for claustrophobia.

Six months of solitary
can do that to you.

Solitary? How would you know that?

León likes to talk.

No, he doesn't.

Maybe not to you.

Hey, babe. Just heading to lunch.

Call you when I'm headed
back to the office?

It's not your wife, Lucas.

You cloned Kathy's number?

If you'd have answered my
calls the first three times,

I wouldn't have had to.

Is this about the other week?

You think I'd go to all
this trouble over a hook-up?

I have an asset in Mogadishu

who tells me the bombing
targeted two operatives.

Video of the suicide bomber

contains the words
"Ang Diyos ay magaling."

You think this is retaliation

for what happened in the Philippines?

Not sure, but that's why I'm calling.

I need you to get me assigned.

There's a C-130 out of Andrews.

I can be on the ground in...

I don't want to take you
out of The Farm right now.

Don't want to or can't?

You're gonna have to
pretend to be the wife

of someone much more
powerful for that answer.

I need to get back in the field.

Did I do something?

Am I being punished?

You're a good operative, Lydia.

Don't lose sight of the forest

just because you think
you're in the weeds.

So, Dayana knows
about León's prison time.

They had that weird
moment in the bar, too.

Maybe they already know each other.

I take her, you take him?

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

Okay. So, you've learned about assessment

from the safety of a
controlled environment.

The real question is,
can you apply it in the field?

We'll be sending you

to an office building 10 miles away.

You'll each be given a floor
and a specific office number.

Get into the building, find that office,

and retrieve a red envelope on the desk.

But don't get caught.

Like most things we do, this isn't legal,

but at least we'll give
you a partner in crime.

Pair up.

Alabama, you're with me.

Oh, unless you've got your
sights set on someone else.

Oh, stop.

Nope.

I'm all yours.

- That's right.
- All right, baby.

Sure.

Seems like everyone else already
has a dance partner except us.

Are you sure
you want to be saddled

with someone who's at the
bottom of the Murder Board?

I think I can handle you.

Okay.

No phones, no run throughs,

no blueprints, no maps.

You'll be going in blind.

But if you've remembered
anything from today,

you should see everything.

Here you go.

I should've told you
about this sooner. I'm sorry.

If your white paper can save lives,

you won't have to apologize.

I'm proud of you, Shelby.

You stuck with this.

- No, no!
- Wait, what is it?

Director Shaw, step
away from the terminal.

Shelby, what did you do?

I have seen this look in your eye before.

You're going to do something crazy.

I'm just gonna
create a little diversion,

during which I'll get
one of these bastards

close enough to take their mask off.

Okay, crazy.

I'm in.

No. They're already suspicious of you.

I need someone else.

Someone who hates me
enough to start a fight.

Too bad Alex isn't here.

I don't need Alex.

I have him.

The drive came from this office.

It went from my computer to Miranda's.

Well, the virus we found
didn't spread to the network,

but I wouldn't count on
recovering anything.

We'll need to confiscate the computer.

Get your computer from home.

Okay.

So, any plans for getting
us back to The Farm?

Yeah. We're gonna do

exactly what they've
been training us to do.

Get the lay of the land, find the exit.

What are you doing, Sebastian?

Getting a better view.

We should be following the tire tracks

of the van that dropped us off.

You think they're that stupid
to just drive straight back?

Where are you going?

You have your plan. I have mine.

We're supposed to be working together.

If you want to follow me,
that's your choice.

You're looking for Alex.

I'm looking for anyone.

The more people we find,
the better our chances are.

Yeah, but you're hoping one
of those people is Alex.

I think you're hoping one
of those people's Alex.

All right, yeah, no, you got me.

She intrigues me.

Her accent, her history,
that whole "Fugitive" thing.

It was a bit more than that
"Fugitive" thing, don't you think?

Yeah, I do.

Which is why I don't
exactly buy the narrative

you constructed wherein
you barely know each other.

I've seen photographs of you two together

and all your "Super Friends."

You still meet up, huh?

Still talk?

The occasional dinner party,
group text, karaoke Thursdays?

What about that southern she...

Shh! Shh! Quiet.

And that agent who
helped build the bomb...

The cute one, the one who didn't die.

Where did he go?

Will Olsen?

I have no idea.

And those people gave their
lives so that others could live,

so show some respect.

All right, sorry. Yes.

You want to tell me why you're
asking so many damn questions?

Can't I just be interested?

You?

Can't.

There's Dayana.

I'm gonna go see what she knows.

Okay. Sounds like a plan.

You know what?
You strike me as the kind of guy

that works better on his own.

You're boring, you know that?

Here.

This is perfect.

For what? Your Bear Grylls impersonation?

Okay, you know I could help you

if you just tell me what we're doing?

Well, we're making a compass.

Get a stick, pound it into the ground,

and wait for the direction
of the sun to change.

Based on the shadow,
we'll know which way is east,

which means we'll know which way to go.

The Farm is on the water.

Nice.

You must have learned a lot of this stuff

being a photojournalist, huh?

Always in far-flung locations,
having to improvise.

Where exactly did you use this last?

Why are you so interested?

Well, I figured we're gonna be together

for the next six months,
and I don't know for how long

trying to get out of here.

My father taught me.

He took me camping every
summer in Big Bend.

He loved the outdoors.

Mine did, too.

You sure you're not lost?

You seem lost.

I'm not lost. I'm following the tire...

tracks that were clearly
covered on the way out.

He was right.

I learned a little land nav in basic.

I'm a bit rusty, but I think
I can get us out of here.

I don't need help.

Well, don't take this the wrong way,

but you don't really strike me
as the, uh, outdoorsy type.

You know what?

I'm not.

And, yes, on top of it all, I am lost.

We're lost.

You're not my partner,
and I don't want your help.

I'm going to figure this out on my own,

even if it means I must
get over being afraid

of heights and...

climb a tree like freakin' Tarzan.

Then fine.

So...

What are you doing?

Following you.

I know how resourceful you are.

You found a way to get León
to talk about his prison time.

Hell, I live with the guy,

and the most I get out of him is a grunt.

You and Alex, you talk a lot, yeah?

I saw her with León earlier.

Asked her if she got anywhere.

She said no.

But you...

What are you interested in?

What he had to say,
or that he said it to me?

I'm a lawyer.

I know when I'm being led somewhere.

While you pretend to be lost and helpless

when someone's around,

you know enough to follow tire tracks.

You worked your way through that
bar today with perfect recall.

And you know your way around a backstop.

Now, you may be a lawyer,

but you never said at which firm.

And I'm gonna go out on a limb
here and I'm gonna guess...

CIA?

All lawyers, regardless of
where they practice,

have tools at their disposal.

LexisNexis, friends in high places,

private investigators.

Must be a pretty powerful
firm if it found stuff on us.

Yeah, I know some pretty powerful people.

Well, we can go around.

It'll take a while, but...

I have a better idea.

I thought you said you
were scared of heights!

So, what were you in for?

Mexico, you don't
necessarily go to prison

because you did something.

Ah. So, you pissed someone off?

Yeah, something like that.

Who?

I know you talk about it.
You told Dayana.

I don't talk about it.

So, you're a journalist,

and you don't want to share your story?

Photojournalist is a
witness, not a writer.

So you saw something you
weren't supposed to see.

Took a picture of it, maybe.

Well, you're not dead,
so it can't be that bad.

Come on, just stop
interrogating me, okay, Fed?

I'm just trying to get
to know you better.

Yeah.

But you know what happens
when you push someone

and you push and you push and you push

and they're tired and they're frustrated

and they've done time in prison,

and maybe you just
push a little too much?

Maybe they don't like it.

Maybe they snap.

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You know, you're the first new
face we've seen in a while.

It's a pretty strange school reunion.

Even the dropouts are here.

Hostages as terrorists,
terrorists as hostages.

I have no reason to
trust you or talk to you.

Wow, you used to enjoy talking to me.

Is there something you want, mate?

To know why the hell you're here.

Well, I don't know your
feelings on the matter,

but I find beheading's a slight deterrent

from leaving the building.

At the G20.

I agree with putting an
end to global surveillance.

Why are you here, Ryan?

Oh, well, I'm CIA.

We both know that you aren't.

We also know that anyone in this
room could be the terrorist.

So, how about it? You one of them?

What are you doing?

Are you actively trying
to get us all killed?

No, just one of us.

- You're mad.
- I'm getting there.

No, I'm innocent. I'm as innocent as you.

You've never been innocent.

Why don't you tell everyone what
you're really doing here, huh?

What are you...

I just got it.

How do I know you're
not the terrorist, huh?

Stop it, both of you!

Watch it! Watch it!

Ryan, don't!

Ryan.

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_

Hey.

Is everything okay out there?

No one's dead... yet.

You okay?

I can't talk about work with you.

Yes, you can.

I feel terrible complaining
about my career.

You would kill to have the
problem I'm trying to solve.

I recruited Qasim bin
Ahmed while at Oxford.

I located Anwar al-Awlaki in Yemen.

There is nobody as good
as I am in that region,

and somewhere in a room,
people are making decisions

about that region and
they're not including me.

And they won't tell me why.

They just stuck me here.

And you're waiting for
them to tell you why?

Have you ever walked into a room

and not seen everything
you needed to know

before you'd even stepped foot inside?

What are you doing waiting for them

to tell you what's happening?

Assess the situation.

Get the intel for yourself.

You are a great operative.

Better than I ever was.

You still miss it?

You look thirsty.

Do I?

People can look thirsty.

Yes. Thirst, hunger,
and fear add to making mistakes.

You're better off
hydrating, staying focused,

and making concentric
circles, widening out,

marking your progress as you go.

You took them off?!

Why?!

I don't know. I want to win.

By making sure that I fail?

This was a team exercise.

Well, I'm not on your team.

Besides, Owen said
day one there's no such thing

as team in the CIA.

But... how would you feel
about second place?

You're helping me?

Why?

Because I like you.

And unlike everyone else,
you don't lie about who you are.

How are we gonna win?

They told us to leave our phones there.

I did.

This is yours.

Do you feel like a winner, Mom?

Okay. I'm sorry.
I didn't mean anything by that.

Now you're afraid of me.

I'm not afraid of you.

You think because I was in
prison that I'm dangerous,

that you're unsafe around me?

I don't know what to think right now.

Did you know that in Mexico,
the cartels run the prisons,

use them as power bases,
information centers,

factories for training
soldiers and sicarios?

I wanted the world to see that,

for them to understand
what's going on in there.

Only one way to do that.

Did you get yourself arrested?

Inside...

I was so stupid to think
people would understand

what I hadn't even understood.

I don't talk about it
because I barely survived.

East.

We better get going.

It's gonna be dark soon.

Walk, Alex.

So, what are you waiting for?

The hostages don't need to see you die.

I wish you hadn't been here.

Well, made it back by the deadline.

How do you feel?

- Pretty good.
- Yeah.

Probably expecting to hear
how, uh... how well you did.

Looking for some sort of,
uh, congratulations?

Well, a 20-person tie on the
Murder Board would be great.

Yeah.

So, it took the first team...

Yes!

Took four hours from the
drop point to The Farm.

Should've taken all of you
no more than 20 minutes.

This morning, we taught you
all the skills you needed

to get back quickly,

and none of you applied what you learned.

None of you counted how
long you were in the van,

the sound of the terrain

as the wheels turned off the road,

counted how many times
the turn signal went on,

'cause if you had, we wouldn't be having

this conversation right now.

Did you even notice you
were being watched?

I thought I saw some cameras in trees.

How many?

Six?

23.

23 cameras and two drones flew overhead,

and none of you noticed.

All it takes is one camera
for the enemy to make you.

You all got so distracted by the scenario

that you just forgot
everything we taught you today.

You panicked, overreacted, lost focus.

Even in a crisis, you are still an
operative with a job to do.

Never forget your training.

Always be assessing.

Never lose the forest,
even when you're in the weeds.

I would take León out
of the equation for now.

I mean, he went to a cartel
prison on a mission to do good.

Yeah, but what did he do to get in there?

How did he get out?

All right, with one bug,
we have to choose someone

that's gonna talk when we listen, right?

León's a locked box.

I say Dayana.

I mean, start with all
of those phone calls.

- It's not Dayana.
- How do you know that?

Because she's scared
out of her mind to be here.

I saw it myself, and this morning

you were all about León, so what changed?

I just... I just got to know him better.

Oh.

Well, I got to know her a little better,
too, so what now?

We just agree to disagree?

No.

'Cause with one bug,
one shot, how can we?

Okay, so who... Who's on both our lists?

It's time. They're here.

Are you sure about Harry?

That's the conclusion we came to.

You both came to equally?

I know you, and I know that
if Alex wants something,

you want to be the one giving it to her.

I also know that when you're around her,

you don't follow your own instincts.

You follow hers.

This is a real mission.

You have way more experience
with real operations

than she does.

Who do you really want?

So, Harry's a complete mystery.

Neither of us have been
able to pin him down.

I mean, we know something
about everyone.

We know nothing about him.

So, what? León tells you a sad story,

and all of a sudden, he's off the table?

Alex, maybe he's done research about you.

Maybe he knows you get
taken in by sad stories.

Liam and his daughter.

Drew Perales and his
radiation at the hospital.

Alex, you are a sucker
for a good-looking guy

who pulls out the tears.

Where is this coming from?

Suddenly, you're doubting my judgment?

Most of the big decisions that I've made,

you've been standing right next to me.

So Harry's my pick.

And he's Ryan's.

You should support us.

Ryan says it's León.

I agree.

Why are you doing this?

Who else is with you?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Oh, good. I was wondering where you were.

This is almost done.

Did you ask them to bring me here?

What?

Did you personally request

to have me pulled off my station

and sent to work here with you?

Calm down.

You knew they'd listen.

After nearly 15 years of being landlocked,

dedicating your life in service to them,

the company would do
anything to make you happy,

especially when it involved what, hmm?

Spending some quality
time with your daughter.

The right turn of phrase

can give an operative's connections away.

It didn't take many calls
to figure out it was you.

All I said was that I
wished I saw you more.

And I do.

You knew they owed you.

You knew what it would
mean coming from you,

and worst of all,

you knew it wasn't what I wanted.

But you did it anyway.

All this time teaching has made you think

you were the best
operative that never was.

But you know what they say about you?

Hmm?

That it was a blessing you got benched.

That someone probably
leaked your name on purpose

to make sure you never screwed up again.

I'm in.

Tell me what I do next.

So, you'll use your new bond with León

to get him out of the room,

and I'll put this bad boy in there.

Okay.

I decided to go with my first instinct.

León is the right answer.

Which is fine, but what happened to

when we're in here, we
tell each other the truth?

That... That doesn't mean
hat we always have to

agree on everything.

I just want to make sure nothing's changed.

Nothing has changed.

We're still us.

I'll see you there.

All right.

Ryan's placed the bug.

You did the right thing pushing them.

I just hope we're not pushing them apart.

We're ready.

Turn it off. Turn it off!

Why is there interference?

There's already a bug in there.

Why would somebody else bug The Farm?

Maybe the same reason we are.

Or...

Alex and Ryan's digging tipped
the AIC off to what we're doing.

You've been sat on
your own for a long time.

I overheard the bartender saying

you hadn't even ordered a drink,

so I thought at the very least

I'd make it look like you did.

At any given time, 16% of people at a bar

are abstaining from drinking.

Julian.

Will.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, Will.

Can I?

Please.

Thanks.

No problem.

The entire system's been compromised.

Boot sector virus, we think.

Can't be sure until we
run a full diagnostic,

but whoever did this wanted
everything destroyed.

Right. Great.

And thank you.

You're welcome.

It was an easy job.

So, now both our computers
are just paperweights.

I remembered I still had
a hard copy in my safe.

Ran back to get it and gave
it to Burke to distribute now.

That's... That's... That's great, Shelby.

Where is Ryan Booth?

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Alex is alive.

Alex Parrish?

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