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You are being watched.

The government has a secret system.

A machine that spies on you
every hour of every day.

I designed the machine to detect
acts of terror, but it sees everything.

Violent crimes involving
ordinary people.

The government
considers these people irrelevant.

We don't.

Hunted by the authorities,
we work in secret.

You will never find us.

But victim or perpetrator,
if your number's up, we'll find you.

The man in the suit, you still want him?

Yes, of course.

- John?
- I'm not gonna make it, Harold.

Sir, we have a problem.
Your man in the suit?

- We got four of them.
- Cuff them all.

We got the DNA evidence from New
Rochelle, the blood from the burned car...

...and, thanks to you, fingerprints.
He's ours.

I don't want you crossing
any kind of line to do--

This?
Already deleted them from the network too.

Now we have to deal with
the DNA sample.

What's going on?
I thought the evidence cleared these guys.

It's all too neat.

There's only one person
I know I can trust anymore, you.

I know you were
a senior interrogator in Iraq.

I want you to put those military skills
to use.

Start with him.

You're being held
as an unlawful combatant...

...under provisions of the AUMF,
the NDAA and the PATRIOT Act.

You will be detained indefinitely...

...and denied access to legal counsel
until your true identity is confirmed...

...and it is determined that you are not
a threat to national security.

So if you ever wanna get out of here,
you need to start answering questions.

- Wonder Boy, that you?
- Afraid not, detective.

What the hell's going on?
Carter's supposed to be back from Rikers.

- No one's returning my calls.
- Yes, we're all very busy at the moment.

- It's just me, Bear.
- You're busy, and I'm warming the bench.

You gotta need something.
We gonna bust John out of there?

Oh, it sounds like such a bad idea
when you say it.

But right now I need your help
with another matter.

I'm sending you the name and address
of a young lady in Brooklyn.

She's about to be involved
in a very bad situation.

Let me get this straight.

John's ass is on the line,
and I'm stuck dealing with some dumb--

Yeah, I got this.

My name is Devin Clark.
I own a pest-control company.

I just went in there
to apply for a business loan.

And then I hear this loud boom
and what sounded like gunshots...

...so I thought the bank was being robbed.

I ran for the exit and next thing I know,
I'm arrested.

That still doesn't explain
why you were in that basement.

I was down there inspecting the property.
I'm part of a venture-capital group.

We're considering an investment
in the building.

Okay, Mr...
What did you say your name was again?

Holt, Vincent Holt. I'm an attorney.

And regardless of any constitutional
gymnastics you people think you can pull...

...when we're done here...

...my attorneys are gonna shove this
whole thing right down your throat.

You're being watched, you know.

The longer you wait to talk,
the more guilty you look.

So...

...let's start with your name.

John Warren,
just like it says on my license.

Okay, Mr. Warren...

...mind telling me what you were doing
in the bank Monday morning?

I was meeting clients.
I'm an investment banker.

When I heard the explosion,
I saw smoke coming from a stairwell.

I used to be in the military,
so I went down to see if I could help.

I could hear shots fired, then your
SWAT team knocked me to the ground...

...cuffed me before I could even explain...

...basically, from that moment on,
treated me like I'm some kind of terrorist.

Look, I don't know why I'm here
or who you think I am...

...but I have a life
I really need to get back to.

And if they won't let me see a lawyer,
you're my only hope.

Please...

...I just wanna go home.

Where are
we on the operative you've been tracking?

In process.

There's another player at work here.

I want them shut down.

Find that operative
and make him disappear.

I'm on it. He's a hard man to locate.

Not according to the FBI.

They think he's one of four suspects
being held at Rikers.

Then I'll remove all four.

N.Y.P.D.!

- Drop the gun!
- Hands above your head!

You said hours, it's been days.
If you're gonna keep bending the rules--

I'm not bending anything, warden.
But in my time here...

...I've noticed 15 serious infractions
of New York regulations...

...governing the care and treatment
of prisoners.

So perhaps you should tend to those
before threatening me.

Look, uh, I wanna uncuff these guys.

One of these men
is a highly trained assassin.

I need them to trust me.

So we got four stories and four IDs
that pass background checks.

So either someone's lying
or we got the wrong four guys.

The man we're looking for is backed by
a private intelligence network...

...with resources comparable
to any government.

And they could certainly create
an airtight cover for one of their operatives.

I'm not gonna let the man in the suit slip away
just because his license checks out.

Now, Clark, Watts and Holt
all live out of state.

I've got agents checking their homes
and businesses.

But Mr. Warren apparently works
right down on Wall Street.

Let's see if we can make sure that address
isn't just an empty office. Come on.

Okay.

How long has he been working here?

At least two years.
I've been at his desk since last September.

What's this all about?

When was the last time you saw him?

Mr. Warren hasn't called or come in for days.

I've been worried sick.
Do you know where he is?

Check IDs on everyone in the building.

Clone the hard drive,
photograph everything, dust it for prints.

Yes, sir.

It's a nice office, isn't it?

You cook up a cover,
you don't mess around.

John Warren is our friend's clean cover.
We never use it for work.

It's the most complete identity
that John has...

...and it most closely matches
the details of his true past.

But John Warren is still an illusion...

...the incomplete footprint
of a man who doesn't exist.

If we make a mistake,
or if Donnelly spots a single flaw...

...we and the work that we do
will be in very grave jeopardy.

John's not the only one in danger,
detective.

You are too.

This is a hell of a pep talk, Finch.

The other suspects think they're being held
for the murders they were going to commit.

But as soon as they figure out
Donnelly's looking for John...

...they'll give him up in a heartbeat.

I say let's pin this on one of them.

So glad we're on the same page.

I've been working to identify
our mercenaries.

If we can hand Donnelly a name and a military
background for even one of them...

...it might get John released.

If that doesn't work,
I'm engineering an escape plan.

Yeah, well, you better work fast.
Maybe Fusco can give you a hand.

Wait a second, no!

I'm a cop. What are you doing?

Why are you following me?
You are with the Armenians, aren't you?

What are you doing?
I'm a cop, I'm here to help.

Oh, God, my eye--

Fusco's busy, Carter.
I think I'd better handle this.

Carter.

So, what do you think?

Looks pretty damn real to me.

Maybe that just tells us how long
our man's been undercover.

Look, from now on,
I want you to wear this.

It's a wireless earpiece
linked to my laptop...

...so I can feed you questions
during your interrogations.

It'll help us be a better team.

Together, we're gonna sift through
their lives with a fine-tooth comb.

Got them off the servers at Wright-Patterson.

All you need is a factory.

You'll be launching your own
combat drones inside of six months.

- Oh, my God.
- I'm sorry...

...the front desk must have
given us the wrong key.

Do you know the penalty for treason?

The look on their faces.

Should have brought my camera.

Can we just do this and go?

Okay, John, if we're gonna be partners,
you're gonna have to lighten up.

It's my first triple homicide.

Didn't know
I was supposed to prepare jokes.

These aren't murder victims.
These are enemy combatants.

But, yes, we are killers, John.
That is our job.

And if you want to be good at your job,
gonna have to learn to love your work.

Have you ever killed anyone?

Have you?

Playing games doesn't help your cause,
Mr. Warren.

Answering questions does.

That's right, Carter,
keep him on the defensive.

Now, have you ever killed anyone?

Yes.

In the Army in '95.

I was in Bosnia for the IFOR
peacekeeping mission.

We were on patrol near Kladanj.

Middle of the night, I sneak off the road
to take a whiz in the woods.

And there was this Serb militant
with a bag of land mines...

...AK pointed right at me.

He misfired.

That's the only reason why I'm still here.

I jumped him before he could pull again.

We thrashed around in the dirt.

And then I broke his neck.

Really don't like talking about this.

Keep pushing.

You hit a nerve.

How long did you serve in the military?

'95 to '01,
I was a sergeant in Old Ironsides.

Got out just before 9/11.

Seven years. Long time.

Yeah, my dad was career Army.

- What's your dad's name?
- Conrad.

Enough about Dad. Back to the dead Serb.
He's vulnerable there.

- So you were a military brat.
- Eh, kind of.

My mom's family owned a farm
just outside of Sumner, Washington.

I stayed home with her while my dad
was overseas. He got out when I was 11.

Came home to run the farm.

So where did you serve?

You didn't ask what Old Ironsides was.

Warrant officer.

Ivy Division.
Deployments in Iraq and Afghanistan.

Let me guess.

Ninety-seven Echo.

You were an interrogator.

Guilty as charged.

Excuse me.

- Is the earpiece not working?
- I'm building rapport.

That's how you get good intel.

Would you rather I waterboarded him?

Of course not.

And honestly,
everything he said checks out.

So you think we might be digging
in the wrong spot?

No, to catch this man,
I'd dig all the way to China.

We need to hit the other three
just as hard, but work fast.

Powerful forces have already
sabotaged this investigation.

We need to know who's who
before someone strikes again.

Turn around, please.

Spread your arms, open your mouth,
stick out your tongue.

- Ever serve in the military?
- No.

Ask where he went to school.

- Where did you go to middle school?
- Pullman, Illinois. Robert Goddard.

- What was your name again?
- Devin Clark.

- And where were you born?
- Akron.

- Who are you working for?
- I don't know what you're talking about.

- What's your address?
- 713 East 66th, Apartment 5B.

- Middle name.
- Benjamin.

What's his birth date? Home town?
Social Security number?

- 11-27-74.
- Sarasota, Florida.

- 4-9-8-0-0.
- 3-1-4-5.

- What was your MOS?
- I told you I wasn't in the military.

How the hell did you know
what an MOS was?

Now, what's your damn name?

Brian Kelly, ex-Navy SEAL.
You can read him his rights now.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say
can and will be used...

- So that's it. He's our guy.
- Unfortunately not.

While our man in the suit
was committing homicide in New Rochelle...

...Mr. Kelly was in Iraq.

Now that he's been identified,
the public safety exception no longer applies.

So one down, three to go.

One p.m., food and exercise.

Well, well, well.

Look what the cat dragged in.

You know, this is the bastard
that stole my dog.

Let's be honest, he wanted to leave.

Heh. Yeah, you're also the reason
I'm stuck in this dump.

Is there a problem here?

No. Nothing that can't be fixed later.

Someone wants to see you.

Hello, John.

What did they do?

Who cares? Orders are orders.

Just making sure
we have the right target.

They just look like two people in love.

Maybe they are.

Or maybe they're just better
at playing their cover than you.

Would it kill you to kiss a girl
every once in a while?

Alone at last.

Time to get to work.

So, John, your past finally caught up with you.

Whatever the circumstances,
it's lovely to see you again. Relax.

Right here. It's a dead zone.
No cameras can see us.

Can't have Agent Donnelly
spying on our reunion, can we?

I know all about his hunt
for the man in a suit.

Personally, I think they could've come up
with a better name.

Are you gonna turn me in, Elias?

And lose Harold as a chess partner?

I was pissed for a while,
but the truth is, John...

...you'll always be the man who
came out of nowhere and saved my life.

I want you to think of me as a friend.

When I see my friends in trouble,
I want to help, so...

Well, for starters, don't protect me.

Donnelly used to think
I was working for you.

Hey, well, it's not for lack
of asking on my part.

See that guy over there?

Yeah. You want us to kill him?

I'm not so sure you could.

I got a hunch he's a lot like me.

You want to help?

Get a picture of him to Harold.

If there's another player at the table,
I'd like to know who we're dealing with.

You and me working together.

Very exciting, John.

Come on.
There's a precinct two blocks away.

No. No police.

Okay, what's this about?
Why do they want you dead anyway?

Here, here, here. Right here, right here.

Thank God.
I could use a hand right about now.

Actually, I was hoping for your assistance.

I'm sending you a picture of a man
who's incarcerated with our friend.

Fusco, the Armenians.

I was wondering if you could use
N.Y.P.D.'s resources to identify him.

Him? That's easy.

That's the government spook who was
sniffing around when Corwin got shot.

- Okay, thanks.
- Can you give us a hand...

...with these Armenians
that want to kill--?

Do you have any enemies?

Well, I'm pretty sure the guy
behind that mirror isn't a fan.

Push for details. Find the questions
he doesn't want you to ask.

Why did you leave the military?

It was time.

Yeah, but a lot of people who felt that way
wound up re-enlisting right after 9/11.

But not you.

There's a point where
if you stay a soldier any longer...

...you won't know
how to be anything else.

So I got out, went back to U-Dub
for my MBA.

And after college, where did you work?

Let's see. There was Pacific Capital...

...Cambridge Securities, BPC.

- You moved around a lot.
- I guess I was drifting a bit.

Job to job, place to place.

Damn near broke for a while.

Then a good man found me
and gave me a purpose.

Who was that?

My current employer, Howard French.

Keep him talking. I'm running
a background check on Howard French.

Don't worry, detective.
Howard French will check out just fine.

And I've hacked the link between
Donnelly's computer and your earpiece.

But rest assured,
you're the only one that can hear me.

How did you and Mr. French meet?

He found
my r�sum� online, called me in for a meeting.

And then he told me who he was,
what he did...

...asked if I wanted to help.

You can call Howard
and ask him about me.

I'm sure he's wondering where I am.

Come on out, Carter.
One of the other suspects is ready to talk.

Excuse me.

All right, I know what's going on here.

I've been waiting two damn hours.

And if you're not talking to me,
someone else must be talking to you.

Screw that.

Nobody rats me out.

My name isn't Devin Clark.
It's Charles MacAvoy.

You give me immunity...

...I tell you anything you wanna know.

Can't give you immunity
until I know what you did, Chuck.

So let's start with what you were doing
in that bank.

- Donnelly.
- You ever been to New Rochelle, MacAvoy?

- No.
- Are you now or have you ever been...

...an employee of Ansible, World Strath
or any other private intelligence firm?

Donnelly, look.
You're showing all our cards.

Shock and awe, detective.

We need to know he's our man
before we even consider a deal.

Are you the person the police call
"the man in the suit"?

- What are you talking about?
- One of the men you were picked up with...

...is a highly trained operator
with his own agenda.

Now, you tell me who that individual is
and you'll get your deal.

- What the hell's going on?
- Fire alarm. Everybody out.

No. We're in the middle of something.

Pardon the interruption,
but now might be a good time...

...for me to test my access
to the building's fire alarms.

I need you to drop your phone
in MacAvoy's pocket. Now.

Your name is Charles Bennett MacAvoy.

Your lovely wife and two little girls...

...live in a palatial estate
outside of Houston, Texas.

Your monthly mortgage of $4200
is easily affordable...

...considering that you have 6.2 million
in a Cayman Islands account.

An account that I've just drained to zero.

The money was payment
for illegal mercenary activities.

Crimes that I doubt you were prepared
to divulge to Agent Donnelly.

So the question for you is...

...who would you rather make a deal with,
the FBI or me?

False alarm. Everybody back inside.

Who the hell are you?

Blanket immunity.

You tell me what I wanna know
and it's yours.

This guy right here.

What the hell, man?

Someone got to you, didn't they?

What's going on?

Brian Kelly just hung himself in his cell.

Between that, this glitch, the fire alarm...

...the fact that MacAvoy's hands are sweating
when they were dry 20 minutes ago...

...I don't trust anyone anymore.

Someone's been tampering
with this investigation.

And if he's saying it's Holt...

...then I think it's Warren.

I just got intel on our next gig.

Seems like you could use some leave.

We could be a few days late.

April in Paris? What do you say?

I'm fine.

Time to decide.
Which man do you wanna be?

The Boy Scout or the killer?
Because I'm sick of working with both.

Nobody made you do this.
You chose this life, remember?

But if this isn't you,
if you wanna be a nice man with a nice job...

...all you have to do is ask.

I love my work.

Carter, get in there with Warren and break him.

You still haven't told me
why you left the military.

You still haven't told me
if you ever killed anyone.

Stay on offense, Carter.
Don't let him control the conversation.

And remember, detective, not too fast, please.

I can backfill almost any detail
that John throws out, but it takes time.

When's the last time
you left the country?

I was in Mexico for business last May...

...so the third through the fifth.

- Ever been married?
- No.

Live with anyone?

Why? You interested?

Get him to name a girlfriend,
someone he's been in a relationship with.

Hold that thought, detective.

It's a tad difficult to create an entire person.
It may take me a moment.

I'm sorry. How many more questions
am I gonna have to answer?

Tell you what.

I'll answer one of yours,
then you answer mine.

Have I ever killed anyone? Yeah.

The first time was the worst.
Two a.m. raid in Iraq.

They kicked the door.

I had about 15 minutes
to break a suspected terrorist...

...before the insurgents showed up.

But this night, heh,
someone failed to clear a room.

I saw a man with a gun...

...raised my weapon and fired.

To this day,
I don't know if he was a terrorist...

...or just a guy who woke up
at the wrong time.

Okay, ready when you are.

Ever been in love?

Once.

Allison West.

- There's your answer, by the way.
- To what?

Why I left the military.

When the planes hit the towers,
I was with Ally...

...in a hotel room in Niagara Falls.

I had just gotten out of the service.

But as we sat together...

...on that bed, watching it all go down...

...I knew I had to go back.

And I looked at her.

She was quiet, trying to be strong.
I don't know...

Maybe I was scared.

But when I looked at her,
I saw this whole other life...

...a life I knew I'd never have
if I went back.

So I stayed.

What happened?

I was an idiot.

Let her slip away.

I instantly regretted it,
but it was too late.

It's funny how the choices you make
change who you become.

Pick one path or the other.

You hear an explosion at a bank
and you try to help, and suddenly...

All these years later, I still wonder...

...if I had re-upped
when the towers came down...

...who would I be now?

We've been in here for hours.

Do we have anything that proves
Warren's not who he says he is?

There's one last test we can try.

Just what kind of test is this, exactly?

One of my people spotted the Aryans
hassling Warren earlier.

So if we let nature run its course...

...maybe the man in the suit
will show us his combat skills.

Are you crazy? You'll start a riot.

I'd like all the guards out of the yard.

Now, please.

Dead man walking.

You scared, fish?

Come on, get some.

Come on, fight back.

He's had enough.

Okay, get up. Let's go.

What the hell happened to you?
You used to be good police.

Ever since this thing started...

- ...you've been bending the rules.
- This country is under attack...

- ...by an enemy.
- This is not right.

- You are over the line.
- I will do--

All you have to do is watch.

Get Vincent Holt back in that box.

Your name ain't Holt...

...and you're no lawyer.

You're a mercenary.

Ex-special forces, probably Delta.

At least that's what your buddies
Kelly and MacAvoy told us.

Now, see, they were smart.
They got a deal.

But since you won't give me your name,
I can just Gitmo your ass.

Packer, Wayne F. Now get me a lawyer.

I don't believe you.

Can you offer proof that's your name?

I said, get me a lawyer.

Not while I think you're a threat
to national security.

Come on, soldier,
what's your mission here?

Kelly already told me
you set the explosives in the bank.

That wasn't us.

Mm, but you just admitted you were with him,
so now I got you on conspiracy.

Your only play is to roll up on your boss.
So who are you working for?

I'm not your rat.

A response that suggests
there is a boss to rat out.

- Screw you, bitch.
- That adds contract killing.

Now, you wanna give me the name
of your boss or can I just charge you?

That's your man, Donnelly.

You have the right to remain silent. Anything
you say can and will be used against you.

You have the right to an attorney.

Coming out. Open on one.

I'm ready, detective. I've e-mailed you
the details of my plan for John's escape.

All you have to do--

Won't be necessary, Finch.

Situation's under control.

And, by the way, you owe me a phone.

Looking for someone?

No one in particular.

Fusco didn't wanna celebrate
my release?

Finch has him tied up with something.

Only one of us is getting out of this.

When I start shooting, you run like hell.

No, Lionel.

- Save yourself.
- You ready? Get ready to go.

I just wanna say thank you.

I couldn't have got through this without...

...a friend to talk to.

So was any of it true?

Oh, I sincerely doubt that.

Congratulations, Carter.

You just caught the man in the suit.

Drop your gun.

Hands in the air.

It's over, John.

Got your bracelets, Carter?

Put them on your friend here.

See? I told you we'd catch him.

And I'm afraid that's the last collar
you'll ever make.

I trusted you, Carter.

And you threw it away.

Along with a very promising career.

I'm sorry.

It was my fault.

Actually, John, it's not.

This little game you two have been playing,
you didn't give it away. She did.

And now I'm gonna find out
exactly who you are.

We believe someone inside the Pentagon
sold a secure laptop...

...containing some of the source code
to a Chinese firm.

We need the laptop returned.

- Where are we going?
- Ordos.

It's a company town
in the middle of China.

Reese.

After you secure the package...

...you're to retire Agent Stanton.

I haven't seen that look in a while.

Everything okay?

Absolutely.

Whatever it is, lock it down.

I don't need this guy.

I need the killer.

Listen, Kara,
there's something you need to--

Sorry, John. Nothing personal.

Something funny?

I got the same orders as you.

Thank you, Lionel.

For everything.

Call me.

What?

We have an emergency.

I'm sending you Carter's
last known coordinates. I'll meet you there.

Apocryphal. Charlie. Tango.

Toward. Mike. Whiskey.

Where are you taking us?

To a safe house,
where I'll contact a friend at Justice.

Figure out how to proceed
with your prosecution.

No backup?

Going it alone, huh?

Well, Carter,
I don't know who to trust anymore.

When the man in the su--

When John here
slipped away the first time...

...I knew we had a mole,
somebody on the inside.

When his fingerprints went missing,
and his DNA got switched...

...I was forced to consider
it might be you.

And I'll admit,
you played a pretty good game...

...until I put him in the yard alone.

And that's when I saw it.

In your eyes.

Genuine concern.

How'd he turn you, Carter?

What was your price?

No price.

- Just helping a friend.
- Heh.

Well, then you've been played for a fool.

- Recruited as an asset by a private intell--
- You don't understand. He's a good man.

- We're helping people.
- Oh, God. Is that what he told you?

Wake up, Carter. Your friend is nothing
more or less than a trained murderer.

You don't wind up with that job
by accident.

He chose that life.
He chose to become the monster he is.

And now you've made your choice too.

Oh, no.

- Agent Donnelly, stop your car!
- Who is this?

The partner of the man in your back seat.
A source tells me you're in danger.

Trust me, my source is never--

Aah!

Hey, lover.

Miss me?