All language subtitles for FBI.Most.Wanted.S03E16.WEBRip.x264-ION10

- It's just, I don't understand
why they didn't do it.

I don't know what's
the matter with these people.

You know what, I don't
understand why they can't just

call us and tell
us the chef has COVID

before we drive
all the way out there.

- Okay, honey, relax.

- Waste of our entire night.

- Okay, well,
we still have plenty

of time to turn it around.

Okay?

You don't have to be
so stressed all the time.

What's that?

Is someone outside?

[tense music]

♪

- Stay here.

- Will--
- Stay here.

- Lupe?

Victor?

Is that my money bag?

What are you doing
with our money bag?

Are you trying to rob us?

No, you do not--
get out of the car.

Take that bag out.

Get that bag out of the car.

Get out of the car, Victor!

Get out of the car!

- Victor, drive!
- Are you kidding me?

Get out of that car!

I need that money, Victor!

It's Lupe and Victor.
- What?

- It's Lupe and Victor,
they're trying to rob us.

They got our money, go, go.
- Right.

Why?
- Trying to steal our money.

- All of it?
- I don't know.

They had the bag,
they put it in the van.

I just saw them
coming out of the barn.

♪

Faster, faster, faster.

Get on them, come on,
stay on them.

Don't let them get away--
- Okay!

- Go faster.
- I'm trying.

- They're still after us--
[speaking Spanish]

- They're turning.
- I can see that.

- It's the cutoff to the
freeway, he's headed to Canada.

We go straight,
we can cut them off.

[both speaking Spanish]

- We did it.
- We have to get out of here.

♪

- There they are.

- Victor, is that him?

I see him. Victor that's them!
- No, no.

- Victor, yes it--
yes it is, Victor!

- What are you doing?
Slow down.

Slow down, slow down!
- That's them, Vic, go, go!

[screaming]

♪

- Help!

- You tried to screw us,
Victor.

- Mr. Will, we needed
to get back to our children.

I'm sorry, Mr. Will.

- Will!

It's ruined.

It's all gone.

- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, Mr. Will.

Mr. Will.

No, no!

- I'm sorry.

We just--we just
wanted out, please.

We can make this right--
[gunshots]

- [screaming and crying]

Mr. Will, I'm sorry--
Mr.--no!

- Oh, my God.

- I had to do it.

They betrayed us,
and they stole from us--

- I know, okay, just--

- [groans]

- What was that?

- [coughing]

- Who are they?
- I don't know.

- Okay,
we gotta get out of here.

- How? Our car's totaled.

- We can't just leave her.
We have to go back for Rachel.

- It's too risky.

- No, we don't have a choice!

Look, we said we wanted out,
and now is our chance.

Okay, we'll take the trail
through the park,

grab the truck from the barn,
get Rachel, and go.

It's the only way.

What are you doing?

- I'm finishing the job.

- No, no. No.

[gunshots]

♪

- I don't know how
many times Anais's school

has asked me for her
walking field trip waiver--

- Charlotte was
supposed to take care of it.

- I'll talk to her.

Looks like Theo's
enjoying his breakfast.

What do you and Charlotte want?

- I don't even know if
Charlotte

eats breakfast anymore.

- Okay.

What is going on?

- Every day, when I get up,
she's gone.

When I get home,
she's sleeping.

It's like we're two
sleep-deprived ships

passing in the night.

- You're both under
so much stress at work.

How's the team doing
now that Jess is gone?

- It's so hard I can't
even tell how hard it is.

- But we're
taking it day by day.

No one wants to fill his shoes,
but we still have a job to do.

And still no word from
Isobel on his replacement.

- Ah, the unknown variable.

Whole soup pot boiling away

until that final ingredient
lands to infuse.

- Now I'm getting hungry.

- Want my advice?

Stick with what you know.

And you know a lot more
than you think.

[phone dings]

- Work.
- Ah.

Come on.

Oh, look at my baby.

My little baby burrito.

This is my
favorite time of the day.

Where I get to talk
to you and tell you

that I am gonna keep you safe.

I love you.
- Love you.

- Yes.

We're gonna have
a good time today.

- We've got two
suspected fugitives.

State Police say the sedan
up there belongs

to a Will and Marianne Conway.

- That explains the two
sets of prints

from the car to the van
then off into the woods.

- It's a state park
back there.

We already have
three dog teams looking.

- So what do we know
about the Conways?

- Married eleven years,
no kids, no criminal record.

Will sells commercial real
estate, Marianne's a homemaker.

They live 8 miles from here.

- So why'd they kill
six people?

- Could it be road rage
gone wrong?

But does that warrant
killing six people point-blank?

- Well, does it warrant us?

- No, but suspected
human trafficking would.

Four of the victims
are undocumented immigrants.

The only two U.S. Citizens

were the driver,
Victor Ruiz, and his wife Lupe.

[phone rings]

Last known in New Mexico,
where Victor worked

as a ranch foreman
before they both

disappeared off the grid
last year.

- Well, between that
and this barbecued bag of cash,

the Ruizes might be coyotes,

smuggling people
across the Canadian border.

- So how do we know
the Conways were involved

in human trafficking?

- Right now, we don't.

- Park Police got a
stolen vehicle report.

A couple of kids
went camping last night.

When they got back
to their parking lot

in Sycamore Falls,
their car was gone.

Witness saw a man
and a woman prowling

around the lot
early this morning.

- Was it the Conways?

- Could be. I'll check it out.

Could you send me
those pictures?

- Yeah, I'll send them.

- Agent Gibson.

Uh-huh. Yeah, thanks.

County got a 911 call.

The Conways never
came home last night.

- From who?
- Their nanny.

- How does that work?

I thought they didn't
have kids?

[suspenseful music]

- Dan and Marianne go
on date nights all the time,

but they always come home
so they can see Rachel

first thing in the morning.

But I called the police,
not the FBI,

so why would you--

wha-what's going on?

- There was an accident
last night.

- Oh, no.

- And we don't know
exactly what happened,

but we know
that they're missing.

- Do you know
where they could be?

- No, last I talked
to them they were

leaving for the restaurant.

- Where are my mama and papa?

- Rachel, sweetie--
- No, it's okay.

- Hi, Rachel. Hi.

I'm Sheryll.

I have a daughter,
and she has exactly

the same bunny as you.

- You squeeze it,
and it sniffs.

- I know, I know.

I'm sure your mama
and papa are fine.

We're looking for them too.

Do you have any idea
where they could be?

Friends' house
or an ice cream store?

- Maybe the farm.

- I never heard them talk
about any farm.

- Where's this farm?

- My mama used to say
"Don't worry, bunny cat,

we'll be right
under your nose."

Where is she?

[sentimental music]

- Guess I've lost my touch.

- No, you were
great with her.

- Ortiz says the car
the Conways stole

was a Jeep Grand Cherokee.

The BOLO's already out.

- Well, if this
isn't human trafficking,

how do we know no one's coming
for the nanny or for Rachel?

- Exactly--I'll get
state police here

and wait till they escort them
somewhere safe.

Why don't you two see
if you can find this farm?

Sounds like it could be close.

- I mean, if it's even real.
She's just a child.

♪

[suspenseful music]

♪

- There she is. My baby girl.

- The FBI
already knows about her.

They'll be able to protect her.

- She needs her mother, Will.

- And she'll have her.

If we let the FBI
keep her safe from them.

You said it yourself,
we want to get away,

and now we've got our chance.

Let's get across
the border to Canada,

lay low for a little while,
and we'll come back for her

when the heat dies down.

- I'll give it a week.

And then we either
come back for Rachel together,

or I come back alone.

I'm not leaving her.

No matter what.

- Okay. Let's go.

- First we need
our insurance policy.

- You sure?

- Come on.

- Going to be
a big girl, yeah?

- Wanna go to my house?

Okay.

♪

- Hey, has Sheryll seemed
a little off to you lately?

- Yeah, it's the
maternity leave thing.

She didn't talk to you?

She's worried about
watching Theo grow up,

and her wife wants her to
stay home, but I don't know,

she doesn't want
to abandon the team.

- Well, it's not abandoning us,
it's taking care of her family.

- That's what I said to her.

- When I had my son,

I was back at work
a week later.

I had my ex at home, but still,
I wish I'd taken the--

taken the time.

- You should tell her that.

I know she wanted
to talk to you.

She's nervous
to tell Isobel too.

- Well, Isobel will understand.

I think she'll respect her
all the more for it.

- Is that a cellar door?

- It looks like
a root cellar.

[tense music]

♪

Clear.

- Looks like two people
have been living here.

Victor and Lupe, maybe?

- Well, for what?

Some kind
of human smuggling operation?

♪

- Or not human smuggling.

The Conways were
exploiting them to run

a grow operation--
probably selling too.

- Six people killed,
a little girl abandoned,

all for some small
grow farm in a legal state?

- Yeah,
it doesn't make much sense.

- Why-why's the door open?
- Doesn't matter.

We got to get to that safe.

- FBI, freeze!

[gunshots]
[keypad beeping]

- Go, go, go!

Go, go, go, go.

Come on, I'll cover you.

Go, go, go!

- Go, go, go, go!

- Go!

[both coughing]

- Don't breathe so hard,
just cover your face.

Cover your face.

- Hurry up, get out!

Quickly.

I heard the gunfire.
Are you okay?

- Yeah.

- Okay. Yeah.

Well, I appreciate it.
Thank you.

- You guys sure
you're okay?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

Anything on our fugitives?

- Yeah,
tire tracks at the edge

of the field match
the Cherokee they stole

from the state park.

PD lost the trail,
but the BOLO's still out.

- Will and Marianne must have
known the FBI was on the scene,

and they risked
coming back here anyway, why?

- Marianne's a mother.

Maybe she came back for Rachel
but changed course

when she saw her with you?

- Or maybe this.

- So that's what
they came back for.

- Before Will
opened fire to protect it.

- Or to protect this.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Seeds.

- And that must have been
what she was grabbing.

- They blew off their daughter,
shot at two FBI agents,

and let their marijuana crop
go up in smoke

over a packet of seeds.

- Well, whatever it is,
it's obviously valuable.

- I'm going to get it sent
to the DEA lab in Manhattan,

see if they can
tell us what's up.

- The FBI's on our ass.

Why aren't we
in the carpool lane to Canada?

- We need money, Will.

- We have the seeds.
- I mean fast cash.

We can't use our credit cards,
can't write a check.

But we can use them.

[indistinct conversation]

- You nailed it.

Two ex-cons now benefitting
from what is no longer a crime.

- Hey, thought you'd
appreciate that one.

- I am so sorry to have
to tell you this, gentlemen,

but the system is still rigged.

Open that door.

Now!

[tense music]

♪

- Last year,
the Conways submitted

an expedited application
for a license

to legally sell pot in Vermont.

- Why the sudden rush?
Pot was already legal here.

- Yeah, to grow and to use,
but not to distribute,

so when the state
finally did legalize sales,

there was a rush to be
the first retail operator.

The Conways paid
hefty application fees,

funded environmental studies.

They even signed an affidavit

promising not to use harmful
pesticides on their crop,

but their application
was still denied.

- So now they've spent
all their money

on a rejected application,

yet they're still running
a grow operation in the cellar.

- Question is, where did they
get the seed money?

- Well, I've been going
through their financials.

Every day, they get a bunch
of payments through cash apps.

Marianne for dance school,
bake sales,

guys paying Will back
for poker night.

- Okay, and you think
these were payments

for pot grown
and sold illegally?

- Or an innovative way
to launder drug cash.

- There's
another party involved?

- I'm not sure yet.

But once the money never stays
in the Conways' account long.

It gets transferred
to an offshore account

named "Marguerite Corp."

- Belonging to Will
and Marianne.

- I don't think so,
but whoever it is

is making a cut of the profits.

- Maybe a cartel.

- Lab just sent over
the analysis for those seeds

you got out
of the Conways' safe.

They produce a highly valuable
and rare strain of Sativa,

usually only grown in Colombia.

- Yeah, but that crop didn't
look all that impressive,

even before Will fire to it.

- Either way,
they're worth dying for.

- Or killing for,
if you're a pessimist.

- Oh, another thing.

I went through vital records.

Marianne's
maiden name was Mercer.

She has a sister named
Laura Mercer in Middlebury.

[phone dings]
- Okay, let's go talk to Laura,

see if she's heard
from Will and Marianne.

- LPR just picked up
the stolen Cherokee

outside of a dispensary
in downtown Montpelier

called Take You Higher.

Local PD is on the scene.

- I'll drive.

- There must be some mistake.

- I know this is difficult,

but has Marianne
tried to contact you?

- No, she wouldn't.
I work so much.

- You're a professor?

Yes, of Germanic and Slavic

languages and literature
at Middlebury.

I tend to lose myself
in my work.

Which is why it pains me
to say that

I haven't seen Marianne
for years.

Maybe if I'd seen her,
I could have noticed

that she was going down
a bad path, but I never

kept a good eye on her the way
a big sister should.

I knew that
my father adored her,

they were close,
and I guess that let me

escape into my books.

- We're doing
everything we can

to try to find your sister,
and in the meantime,

rest assured
your niece is safe.

- Oh, thank God.

The poor girl.

- Rachel is safe
with her nanny for now,

but you are your sister's
next of kin.

- If you want
to get custody of Rachel,

we're happy to put you
in contact

with people who can help.

- I never had any children.

When we were little,
Marianne set fire

to the stove when I was
supposed to be watching her.

I was reading a book,
oblivious.

- You were a child yourself.

- The truth is,
I haven't seen Marianne

for so long that
I've never met Rachel.

And the poor girl,
she must be so frightened.

Don't you think it would be
better for her

to stay with her nanny?

[sentimental music]

Just to give her
some consistency

while this disaster
is resolved?

- I understand.

We've laid a lot on you.

If Marianne does try
to get in contact with you,

please let me know.

Thank you.

♪

- Thank you.

Detective, Agent Gaines.

This is Agent Ortiz.
- Glad you're here.

- Saw our fugitives'
stolen Cherokee outside.

- That's not all
they left behind.

- These are
the shop owners?

- Yeah, Raymont Griffiths
and his brother Rodney.

Both served time
for marijuana possession

before Vermont legalized pot.

Governor commuted
their sentences,

and the state ended up
granting them the license

for the first retail dispensary
in Vermont.

- They turned
their lives around

and never got
to see opening day.

- Will and Marianne
applied for the same license

these two were granted.

You thinking this is
a revenge killing?

- Actually,
we're thinking robbery.

- Why's that?

[suspenseful music]

♪

Looks like Will and
Marianne stole their supply.

- Take You Higher had two vans
registered to the business.

- ERT found two sets of tire
tracks.

They took both vans.

- BOLO's gone out.
I'll check on it now.

- Thank you.

- They fill each van up
with wares,

and they split up, why?

- Well, more wares
equals more cash.

And two vans are harder
to find than one.

Only question is,
where do you offload

two van-loads of pot,
and quick?

- I read a DEA bulletin
last month about legal growers

that make tons of cash
on motel sales in states

where recreational pot
is still illegal.

- So what are the
closest state lines

where recreational
pot's illegal?

[phones ringing]
- New York and New Hampshire.

- And there you go.

One of the Take You Higher Vans

just crossed state line
into New Hampshire.

- We gotta find
the closest motel on I-89.

- Let's figure it out
on the way.

- We would have made
it better if Vermont

had given us the license.

- We have something
much more valuable.

Our insurance policy.

An insurance policy
means nothing without Rachel.

[knock at door]

- Will and Marianne Conway!

FBI! Open the door!

[tense music]

♪

- Don't move!
Get on your knees!

- Don't shoot!
- Get on your knees!

Hands behind your head!

- Don't shoot!
- Hands behind your head!

- Don't shoot, please!

Please, please,
please don't shoot!

- Where's Will and Marianne?
- I don't know.

- Why's their van
parked outside?

- I--I--

- Put your hands
back on your head.

- Hey, drop the phone!
Put the phone down!

Hey, drop the gun,
I don't want to--

[gunshot]
No! No!

♪

- I can't believe
my wife is gone.

- Why would she kill herself,
Michael?

- Because the only thing she
was more afraid of than them

was prison.

They took everything
I care about.

- Will and Marianne?

Why were you driving
their stolen dispensary van?

- Because Julie
and I worked for them,

and they told us
to meet them there.

- And what happened
when you got to the dispensary?

- They told us the plan
was to rob the place,

split up, and sell the product.

- Then how did two people
end up murdered?

- I swear,
Julie and I didn't know

they were gonna kill anyone.

- But they did, and you stayed.

Why?

- Because they told us that
if we did this one last job,

sold the product,
they'd let us out.

- Out of what?

- Our obligation.

They financed our first
illegal grow interest free.

- So we're talking multi-level
marijuana marketing?

- Yeah, if not hitting
your sales quota every month

means scary dudes showing up

and beating the crap out
of your wife

while they make you watch.

- They did that to you?

- I-I let it happen.

To Julie.

[solemn music]

I was too scared to fight.

We wanted out...

but couldn't figure out a way.

Until...

She knew I couldn't save her.

- We believe you.

Where are they now?

- I don't know.

All they said was,
meet them in Newport

near the Canadian border.

And then we'd never
have to work for them again.

- I got access Julie's phone.
It's a burner.

- You said she
was texting someone

right before
she killed herself?

- Yeah, it's right here.

[suspenseful music]

- She was warning Will
and Marianne.

- Julie's text must have gone
through to Will and Marianne.

They never went to Newport
or the border.

They carjacked a man at a motel

near the New York/Vermont
state line.

Here's the
security cam footage.

- Ram pickup.
Was there a GPS onboard?

- I'm not sure,
but I put a BOLO out.

- Hana,
were you up all night again?

- Yes.

I mean, one connection
just led to another,

and I couldn't stop.

I started
with Will and Marianne.

Weirdly, their daughter Rachel

doesn't have
a birth certificate

or school records
or medical records.

It's like they don't want
the world to know she exists.

Which then led me
to realize that it's like

the middle ages
here in Vermont.

A lot of their vital records
haven't been digitized

pre-2010, so there's not much
on Will and Marianne either.

- So what does that mean?
- It's analog.

A lot of it's stored in some
musty courthouse basement.

I did have better luck with the
Marguerite Corporation, though.

- Okay, what did you find?

- Well, it's a vast web
of smaller

shell corporations
like we suspected.

These shell corporations
make up this illegal pot empire

that runs a large swath
of New England.

- And did you find out who Will
and Marianne are working for?

- No, but I found out
where the money's coming from.

The seed money originated
in this bank in The Hague.

It's been on the
Financial Action Task Force's

watchlist for years.

- So they suspect
the bank that provides

the seed money
for Marguerite Corporation

is involved in international
money laundering?

- I called them early this
morning, and they confirmed

that the funding for the
Marguerite Corporation

is coming
from the Russian mafia.

- The Russian mafia
is behind all this?

- Mm-hmm.

- We need the name
of the boss.

- I know. I'm still looking.

- Will and Marianne
are running scared.

They know we're after them.

This boss is gonna
be looking for them too.

- We gotta make sure
we find them first.

♪

- Hey.

Rachel, come here. Rachel.

- Why?

- Hey! Stop and identify--

- Rachel, Rachel, come here!
Oh, my God, Rachel!

[screaming]

- You are coming with me.

We are going for a ride.

- [screaming] Let me go!
- Shut up.

- I want my mama!
- Get in.

- Mommy!

I want my mommy!

- Shut up.

- I can't believe
I let this happen.

- This is not your fault.

You did everything right.

Those men are the
only ones to blame, okay?

- Rachel was crying
for her mama.

- Natalie, if you can
remember anything

about the men that took her.

Anything.

- They were driving
a long black car.

They had really nice suits.

Their shoes were polished.

And their accents.

- Russian?

- How did you know?

[suspenseful music]

- I promise you,
we are going to do

everything we can
to find Rachel.

- You know who took her?

♪

[phone dings]

- Oh, my God.
- What?

- Oh, my God, no, no, no.
- What is it?

- Turn around right now.
Turn around!

- Is this some kind of joke?
- He doesn't joke.

He's got our baby, Will,
and now he knows

we lied to protect her.

We have to go back
or he'll kill her.

- All we ever wanted was
to get away from this life.

The robbery
forced us to improvise,

but we can get away now.

- Without our daughter?

When I swore
to get her out of this life

so they couldn't get their
hands on her, I meant it.

- If we go back there,
he'll kill us.

- My life doesn't matter
without Rachel.

Turn around.

Right now.

Will, turn around.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- What's the matter, Ortiz,

you afraid of a
courthouse basement?

- I'm afraid
of small town bureaucracies

that refuse to digitize.

- I think it's exciting.
I never get to go analog.

Connelly, Constantine, Conway.

You take Will,
I'll take Marianne.

- All right,
I got Will's DMV file.

Parking tickets.

Voter registration,
Independent.

- I don't think you
can be Independent

if the Russian Mafia
have got their claws into you.

- This goes back three decades.

- Same with Marianne.

I've even got
her marriage license here.

They got married
right in this courthouse.

- What's that?
- What's what?

- Can you hold that up
to the light?

See that writing?

- Oh, my God,
this is from the '80s.

- It's a petition
for a name change.

- Before Marianne Mercer
was Marianne Conway,

she was born
Marianne Matrushok.

Her father initiated the
Americanization of her name

because Marianne was born here,
she's an American citizen.

- What about her father?

- First generation Russian
immigrant Vasily Matrushok.

[suspenseful music]

- I think we just
found our Russian mob boss.

- And the resident
pelmeni king.

♪

- I'm home.

I know you understand me, Olga.

- [speaking Russian]

[line trills]
- Da?

- Marina is here. Okay.

- Your father
will see you now.

♪

- Papa.

[sobbing]
Please forgive me.

I should have told you
you had a granddaughter,

but I was frightened.

I have great pride
in our business,

but it's so dangerous.

I am ashamed to say
that I had hoped

and wished to raise Rachel
away from it.

Away from her family.

But that doesn't mean
I ever stopped loving you.

Please, Papa.

[speaking Russian]

Please just give me
my daughter back.

- Oh, Solnyshko.

You stop this.

Stop this.

Listen.

There's so much you don't know.

- I don't need to know.

I just want my daughter back.

- I don't have her, dear girl.

- But-but--

But you ordered me
to come back.

- This isn't me.

I've been too ashamed
to tell you.

I don't give the orders
anymore.

- Then who does?

- All these toys for you.

- But I'm not a baby.

- Then why do you cry like one?

♪

- Hello, Rachel.

I'm your Aunt Laura.

Welcome to your new home.

♪

- Vasily Matrushok,
Russian mafia boss.

He launders Russian money
through cash businesses.

Everything from waxing centers
to off-track ponies

to his various
marijuana operatives.

- Vasily must have
set Marianne and Will up

with seed money
for their grow operation,

and I'm assuming it turned
a profit pretty fast.

- Profit they keep
off the IRS grid

like their true identities.

- Well, how's that possible
when you have a child

like Will and Marianne do?

- Could be as easy
as bribing a clerk

to delete her daughter's
birth certificate

from vital records,
keep Rachel safe from Vasily.

- And it worked up until
the Conways murdered Victor,

Lupe, and their other
four employees

that tried to rob them.

- All right,
this is Vasily's place.

We breach, we find Rachel.

Just remember, he's not
going down without a fight.

[tense music]

♪

All right, let's go.

FBI, don't move!
Don't move, don't move!

We got one in the corner.
Stand up.

- Get your hands up now!
- Hands up!

- Show me your hands!
- Higher!

[indistinct shouting]

All right, sit down. Sit down.

- Marianne was here.

She is gone now, and as far as
my granddaughter, I don't know.

- Wrong--you're the one
who ordered your thugs

to kidnap her,
all to punish your daughter.

Where is she?

- I would
never punish Marianne.

She is my favorite.

- You got a funny way
of showing it.

- I was thrilled to learn
that Marianne

had given me a granddaughter.

I have yet to meet
little Rachel,

but I am hopeful that one day,

she and I will be close
like Marianne and I were.

- You say you love
your granddaughter.

If you don't have her,
someone else does,

and that person might not have
a reason to keep her alive.

- Yes, she will kill her,
most truly.

- Who's "she"?

- Marianne is a good mother,
I'm sure of it.

She was always devoted, loving.

But her sister, Laura...

- Laura, the professor?

- Laura, who forced me out
of my own pelmeni kingdom.

Laura,
who gives the orders now.

I told Marianne as much
before she left.

- Did she say where
she was going?

- No.

- You're lying.

- Young lady,
you're asking me to choose

between my daughter
and the truth.

Do I look like a fool?

- Stand up.

Get up.

Hands behind your back.

You're under arrest
for aiding and abetting.

Let's go.

- I know you have my daughter.
I'm coming for her now.

- How nice of you to warn me.

- That wasn't a warning.
It was a threat.

- Mommy? Is that you?

- Hi, bunny cat.

Yeah, it's Mama.
I'm coming for you now.

- We'll be waiting for you.

- Tell me where
and what you want.

- Ask Will, he'll know.

- What is she talking about?

- All I ever wanted
was to help this family.

To give us an insurance policy.

- The seeds
are our insurance policy.

Will, tell me what
she's talking about right now.

- Okay, the Vermont
State Police say

no one's home
at Laura Mercer's house.

- You talk to Middlebury?

- They had no idea
who she really is.

- The BOLO just popped
on Laura's car.

She got a parking ticket
in downtown Montpelier.

It's outside a commercial
building owned by Will Mercer.

The tenant is Cox Press,
but I called

the Vermont Secretary
of State's office.

Cox Press filed for bankruptcy
five years ago.

- Well, if it's no longer
a printing company,

what's Will using it for?

No idea, but it's our best bet
where our fugitives will be.

- I used the seeds
to grow these.

And I hired the extra four
workers to tend the plants.

It's a real insurance policy.

I knew you wanted
to get away from your family,

but I also knew if I told you,
when you found out about it

you would be afraid
of the repercussions.

- My father
would never hurt me

because I would never
betray him, unlike you.

- You were always
Papa's favorite.

- You set the bar low.

- He forgave too easy.
He grew soft in his old age.

I had no choice
but to take over

for the good of our family.

- The family
you're now ruining.

- The family I'm protecting.

You've been keeping secrets.

As soon as
I learned about Rachel,

I knew that there was more
you must be hiding.

Because to betray the family,
to shut us out,

there had to be a pattern.

- And a secret grow operation

worth more than the family
business twice over?

A business that
should belong to me.

- I didn't know
about this place

until I set foot
in here two minutes ago.

You want this
whole grow operation, take it.

The seeds? You can have them,

That's what
you really want, right?

- Honey, please--
- Shut up, you stupid

son of a bitch
and let the women talk.

- Mm, there's my Marianne.

We have a deal.

- Rachel?
- Mommy!

- Mama's here.

- The seeds.

[tense music]

And the rest?

- You'll get them.

- Mommy, help me!

- You're coming with me--

- Actually, I've taken
a shine to the girl.

- You gave me your word.

- I guess we're both liars.

- No.

- FBI, don't move!
- Drop the weapon!

♪

- Drop the weapon.

Let the girl go.

- Nyet!

- I want my mommy.
- Come here. Come here.

- Drop the weapon!

Drop the weapon!

Drop the weapon.

- Rachel.

- Clear.

- You saved her life.

Thank you.

- I'm a mother too.

I know what it's like
to be willing to do anything

for your child.

- Hands behind your back.

- You're still going to prison.

Come here, Rachel.

- Mommy.
- It'll be okay.

- Mommy.

- And I realize I don't
have the physical need

for maternity leave, but...

I never took it with Anais.

And Charlotte's working now,
and I feel like it's my turn.

- You don't need
to justify wanting

to spend time with your baby.

The bureau has a clear policy
on maternity leave.

You're entitled to take it.

- Have you told the team yet?

- They were all
very understanding.

But I didn't tell them
the real reason I wanted

to take this time.

Jess's death.

It scared me.

And I don't want to look back
in twenty years' time

and regret choosing work
over family,

even if just
for a couple of months.

Life's short.

[somber music]

You never know
how long you have.

- Listen, I understand
that completely.

What you just told me, Sheryll,
that is not weakness.

That is strength.

It's part of why
you are such a good agent

and an even better person.

I'll submit
that paperwork tomorrow.

- Thank you.

I appreciate it.

- Ooh, what timing is this.

- What is?

- I just got an email from CID;
it's official.

The new SSA has been
selected to run the task force.

- Who is it?

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[wolf howls]