All language subtitles for FBI.International.S01E16 - Left_of_Boom_720p_WEBRip_2CH_x265_HEVC

[indistinct chatter]

[muffled music playing]

- No, not your vibe.

- Nick?

- Yeah.

- Oh, my God. It's you.

- How are you?
- I'm good. How are you?

- Yeah, I'm okay.

- Oh, I live around the corner,

and I heard about this new gym,

so, you know, I just decided--

wait, what are you doing
in Europe?

- Uh, wow.

Lot to catch up on, huh?

- Yeah.

- Hey, how about we--
how about we grab a beer?

Hm? I know this
hole-in-the-wall place

with a bunch of expats and--

- I think I could swing that.
- Yeah?

- Mm-hmm.
- All right. Come on.

First round's on me.

So how's the Fly Team, huh?

- Wait, wait, wait,
I think you still owe me

what you're doing in Budapest.

- Mm, I'm, uh--
I'm here for work.

- When'd you get in?
- [speaking Hungarian]

- Wow.
- Yeah, you impressed?

- Yes.
- Yeah?

- You already know Hungarian.
Okay.

I mean, foreign language
was never your strong suit.

- Yeah, well, you know,
phone apps.

- Ah, the secret comes out.
- Yes, it does.

- Mm.

Are you still working
that undercover op?

- Uh, no, no, I'm, uh--

I'm not at the Vegas
Field Office anymore.

Uh...
- Hm. Where'd you transfer?

- I, uh...

Took an overseas gig,

uh, in the--
in the private sector.

- Uh, you quit the bureau?

- Uh--
- Nick.

Your mom showed me a photo

of you wearing your dad's
FBI jacket when you were five.

Dude, I wouldn't have
made it through Quantico

if it weren't for you.

- Look, um, I need your help,

but I, uh--I got to take care
of something, okay?

Um...

[tense music]

- Is everything good?

- Yeah, yeah, all good.
All good.

I'll, um--

I'll reach out, okay?

- Okay.

* *

- [speaking Hungarian]

- [sighs]

- Mm-mm. Cash only.

[gunshots]

* *

- Hey. You called this in?

- Yeah.
- What happened?

- I was having a drink
with a friend,

a former agent actually.

The victim walked in,
started staring us down.

That's when my friend left,
the victim followed him out.

20 seconds later,
I heard the gunshot.

- Where's your friend now?

- I don't know.

I mean, I tried calling him,

but his number's not
in service.

- Huh.

- A former agent wouldn't
skip out if he heard a gunshot.

Do you think he could have
been involved?

- [sighs]
I don't know.

[suspenseful music]

- All right.
I don't want you talking

to the Hungarian police
unless I'm around.

- Okay. What's the deal?

- The DOA is Roland Torok.

He's a local
gambling regulator.

* *

- Missed calls
in the past hour alone.

This is more serious
than you think.

I can't have our team in--

- [clears throat]
- Vo.

You remember Erin Padilla,
our legat here in Hungary?

- Of course.

- We need to have
a private conversation.

- Sure.

[footsteps receding]

- What's your relationship
to Nick Thorpe?

- I knew him
since we were kids.

We went to West Point,

graduated from the same class
in Quantico.

- Did Thorpe know Roland Torok?

- I mean,
that's the feeling I got

based on their body language.

- Any idea how he'd get mixed
up with a gambling watchdog?

- Well, Thorpe worked out
of the Vegas office,

so I assumed that they've
crossed paths before.

- There weren't any cameras
around the pub.

Can you just confirm you were
the first person on scene?

[tense music]

- Am I being questioned
as a person of interest?

- Look, the Hungarians are
breathing down my neck.

They placed you in a pub
with their number one suspect.

If I can't clear this up
with the U.S. Ambassador,

your team may have
to find a new home in Europe.

- That's not happening.

Vo, you said Thorpe mentioned

something about
an overseas job.

- You know
who he's working for?

- We never got that far
in the conversation.

- Okay.
Anything else significant?

- Uh, yeah.

Uh, he said
that he quit the bureau,

which, I mean,
doesn't make any sense,

because the bureau lives
in his DNA.

- Well, he didn't quit.

He was fired ten months ago.

* *

- For what?

- Falsified info
on an affidavit

to get a search warrant.

You know the drill--you lie,

you lose your credibility,
you're gone.

The ambassador is requesting
you put her on ice

until we sort this out.

- You got it.

- Okay. Thank you.

* *

- Talk soon.

If there is anything else that
I need to know about Thorpe,

now is the time
before I run this through

with the Hungarians.

- I literally
gave you everything.

- Okay.

Type up a 302.
Account for every last minute

since you woke up.

Then you can go home
after you're finished.

And if this guy reaches out--
look at me--

call me.

- Got it.

* *

- Hey.
- Hey.

- This is Lieutenant
Colonel Akos Valkó

from the Hungarian National
Bureau of Investigation.

- Follow me.

Ah, bullet entered

through Roland Torok's
left temporal lobe.

- And ballistics examined
the bullet?

- Nine-millimeter.

NATO.

This was found in an IWB
holster on Torok's body.

- Well, it's a custom piece,

no serial number.

It's a ghost gun.
- What's a regulator

from the Gambling
Authority doing

with a ghost gun to begin with?

- One of the many things
we need to figure out.

- What about Torok's phone?
- Wasn't on his body.

- Anyone try tracking it?
- It was turned off.

- My team will do a sweep
of Torok's residence

to see what we can find out.

- Okay. I want Raines there.

- This is a Hungarian matter.

- That involves one
of our former agents.

So I want one
of my team members there

in case you find anything
that requires us

to track a lead down
in the U.S.

[suspenseful music]

* *

- Jesus!
- Hey. Hey.

- Nick!
- Hey, I did not kill that man.

Okay?
- I am breaking a handful

of international laws right now
just by talking to you.

- I know, but you're
the only person I trust.

I need you to believe me.

- Then why'd you skip out?

- The guy I work for had
that gambling regulator

killed for skimming cash.

I came to you
because I was trying

to get on top of it.

Things just--

things just went sideways,
okay?

- Who's this guy you work for?
- His name's Paul Kovács.

After I left the bureau,

I took a private security gig
with him in Vegas.

- Yes, I've read about him--
Hungarian American,

he inherited one of the casinos
here in Budapest.

- Yeah, well, you probably
didn't read the part

about him being in bed
with the Russians.

Kovács had this--had this plan

to build a luxury casino
in Vegas

and use his chain
of low-rent casinos

in North Vegas as collateral.

He got upside down to the tune
of 450 mill.

That's when he started his
partnership with the Russians

through a--
an old family connection.

- What's your involvement?

- Well, they provide him
with the 450 mill

to finish the project
if Kovács agrees

to launder their cash
through his casino in Budapest.

But once the new casino opens
in Vegas,

they'll use it to launder cash

from Eurasian organized crime
networks expanding in the U.S.

[tense music]

- You left the bureau.

- I'm sure you heard.

- Well, I want your version.

- They pulled me
from an undercover op

when my informant decided
to change his story.

The bureau accused me

of falsifying info
on an affidavit.

[knock on door]

Hey, no.
No, no, no, no.

Don't answer that.

- It's a fellow agent.

- You're the only person
I trust, Cam, no.

- I am not getting arrested
for obstruction of justice.

So if you trust me,

you trust her.

- Yeah, okay. All right.

* *

- Hey.
I need to ask you

a few questions
about Thorpe's background.

Mind if I--what's wrong?

- Thorpe's here.
- What?

- Look, he needs our help.
Just hear him out.

[dramatic music]

* *

- What the hell are you doing?

- I didn't know he'd be here.

- Why does he have a key
to your apartment?

- Nick had six years
in the bureau.

Okay, he knows how to get
into an apartment.

- Well, he just put you
in a vise with the Hungarians,

the bureau,
and the State Department.

- He is wrapped up
in some shady business

at a casino here in Budapest,
and he wants

to come out of the cold.

- Let me guess, he's claiming

he didn't kill Torok,
and he wants immunity?

- I know Nick.
And if he pulled that trigger,

he would've been
on another continent by now.

- Cameron, Thorpe was fired
because he signed an affidavit

stating an informant gave him
a tip

in order to get
a search warrant.

It was investigated, and
the informant never existed.

The case was dismissed,
and ten defendants walked.

[cell phone ringing]

[suspenseful music]

* *

- Hello?

Nick, if you are
on the other end, you better

start talking right now,
or you're gonna drag my career

down the drain with you.

- Cam, I'm sorry.

I know we've always dreamed
of being agents.

The last thing I'd do
is take that away from you.

- If you care about me,
then you'll talk to my team.

- I'll talk, but I need
protection and immunity,

queen for a day.

- Let me see what I can do.

- Meet me inside the control
room at the abandoned

power station
in the 18th district.

[car approaching]

* *

- Put your hands out
to your side.

- He the boss?
- Yeah.

- Who the hell is she?

- Katrin Jaeger, Europol.

- I just got off the phone
with the Hungarian prosecutor.

He'll enter
into an immunity agreement

if you agree to testify
and tell us what happened.

- I told Paul Kovács,
the guy I work for,

that Torok was skimming
from the cash

being laundered
through Kovács' casino.

I came to you
because I had a suspicion

something bad
was gonna go down.

- So you put a bullseye
on Torok's chest?

- Hey, Torok made his own bed.
All right?

That cash he was skimming
was coming from the Russians.

- So how long have you known
Kovács' been laundering money

through the casino in Budapest?

- Since he asked me
to do the books and records

when I moved here.

- Which is how long?

- I don't know.
Uh, six months.

Torok then offered me a cut
of the stolen money

if I kept my mouth shut.

That's when he got popped.

- By who?

- Kovács' muscle.

Goes by the name Benkó.

- Did this Benkó see you
and Vo together?

Benkó mentioned it to Kovács,

and I told him you were
a contact from my Vegas days

looking to clean some cash.

- And how's that the solution?

- We slide you in.

- All right, you'll be
under the custody of the bureau

until we figure out
how we're gonna play this.

- Fine.

- You'll need
to validate Thorpe's story

or the defense attorney
will tear him

to shreds on the stand.

- Look, Nick,
he screwed up big time.

But, I mean, I'll do it,
because at the end of the day,

he risked his life
for mine once.

So I owe him this.

- What'd he do?

- Over a beer some time.

- Just did a registry analysis
on Torok's laptop.

He was repeatedly accessing

an external hard drive
over the last week.

It's possible he was using it
to access something

he didn't want seen
on his work computer.

- All right, I'll have
Lieutenant Valkó

do another sweep
of Torok's office at the GSA.

- What's your take on this guy?

- Very punchable.

- But do you trust him?

- I don't need to. Vo does.

- So Kovács hired me
as the legitimate front

to the Queen Casino.

I've never bought
any shady business before,

but as soon
as I sold him the story

about you looking
to clean some cash,

he was begging to meet you.

- Okay, how much is he
in the hole

after the money was stolen?

- Torok pocketed roughly
six mill from loads coming in.

But Kovács was--was paranoid
and desperate to begin with.

I mean, he would've
laundered your socks

if it meant paying back
the Russians.

- What led you to realize
Torok was stealing the money?

- Well, Kovács knew
my background in finance.

So he asked me to set up
the casino shell accounts

under fictitious names.

[tense music]

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, Cam.

Look, I--I know
you're pissed at me,

all right?

Before we do this, I just--

well, I--I need
to know you believe me.

- Yes, Nick.

I believe you.

- Any thoughts
on a cover story?

- Uh, yeah.

I met Vo's family
when they were pushing cash

through some small casinos
in downtown Vegas.

We just need a reason
to explain why she's in Europe.

- Well, there are a dozen
Vietnamese gangs in Prague

involved in drug smuggling.

- Let's run with, uh,
synthetic drug production.

Vo was washing money
through the casinos in Prague.

Government's been
cracking down.

- That works.
- Then let's set up a meet.

Raines will go with you,
act as a bodyguard.

- No, no, no, no. No need.

Me and Cam have got this.

- Apparently you're still
living in this fantasy world

that you work for the bureau.

You don't.

So you're gonna do
what I tell you to do

when I tell you to do it.

Or we can hand you over
to the Hungarians,

and you can try your luck
with them.

- Whatever you say.

- Good.

* *

[muffled mid-tempo
music playing]

[music playing louder]

* *

- I've got eyes
on Vo and Raines.

- That your idea
of smart casual?

- Nice Patek.

Did you buy that on layaway?

[elevator dings]

- They're heading up
to the VIP floor.

- Copy. I'm at the VIP bar.

[elevator dings]

[tense music]

* *

- This is my contact
from Vegas, Nichole.

- And who are you?

- Her security.

- I will let Kovács know
she's here.

- That's Benkó,
the guy who killed Torok.

- Got a visual on Benkó.

He's packing
a gray nine-millimeter pistol.

Looks identical
to Torok's ghost gun.

- Most of the guys who work
for Kovács are in the system

or trying to fly
under the radar.

- Let's put
a surveillance team out

on Benkó once he leaves
the casino.

- We'll pick him up now and run

a ballistics exam
on the pistol.

- Hold off.
If we get ahead of ourselves,

we'll spook the case.

* *

- Paul, this is Nichole Parker.

Nicole, this is my boss,
Paul Kovács.

- So you two met in Vegas?

- That's right.
Back when my family was doing

business through
a few casinos there.

- Mm, a babe like you,

I would've thought you'd met

at the Ling Ling Club
at Hakkasan, eh?

[chuckles]
I'm kidding. I'm kidding.

I'd never say that to a woman
back in the States nowadays,

but we're in Budapest,

so I could give a rat's ass.

Mm?

- Roulette. My usual numbers.

- Yes, ma'am.

- I like you.
I like her a lot.

How 'bout we'll go
a little more private?

Eh, just Nichole and I?

* *

- Nick told me you're building
another casino in Vegas.

- [chuckles]

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.
A five-star carpet joint.

I'll put you up in the
penthouse once we're open.

[glasses clink]

- How long until
construction's finished?

- Mm.
Another eight months

if everything goes according
to plan.

- 1964 Exclusivo Maduro.

- Make that two.

- Ooh.

Beautiful. Light it up.

[tense music]

* *

Mm. All right.

You want to do business,
what do you propose?

- The people I work for
have a network distribution

across Europe.

The higher demand
for synthetic drugs

means the more cash
I need cleaned,

and the casinos
in Prague aren't cutting it.

- I'm only interested
in going into business

with clients looking
to push a minimum

of six mill
through my casino a month.

Any less isn't worth the risk.

- Make it seven million.

Keep the casino
chandeliers burning.

We can start
with 2.5 million in cash.

- Yes, I'm a rascal,
but not easily manipulated.

One, the full seven,

and 15% cut, or no deal.

I'll have it pushed through
my casino in three weeks.

- I'll agree to that
if Queen Casino can give us

an advance for 30% up front.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Not until I see the money.

- We'll bring a truck
to Mangalica Restaurant

in Józsefváros.

My family does business

with the owner.

- Oh.

You know, you are--

you're stunning.

[chuckles]

- Do we have a deal?

- Yes.

* *

- Hey, great job last night.

- Oh, minus the fact
that we got zero PC on Benkó

to prove he's complicit.

- We'll pick him up
after the drop.

Thorpe said he'll be there.

- Hey, Vo.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Look, Thorpe is still involved
in a homicide investigation.

And I'm taking your word
on trusting him.

If we go through with this,
so I have to ask you...

are you romantically involved?

- There's a reason why I don't
date within the bureau.

It gets messy
when it doesn't work out.

[tense music]

- Before the bureau?

- No.

We're close friends,
and I would have told you that.

- Everybody's got blind spots

for people
who they care about, Vo.

The trick is not to let them
send you over the edge.

- You need to see
what Lieutenant Valkó's team

just found.

- Okay.

- Can you play this please,
Andre?

Thanks.

Pause it here.

Recognize this man
in the security footage?

- Benkó, Kovács' heavy.

- We ran the footage
through facial rec.

Legal name, István Benkó,
Hungarian national.

Did two stints at Kalocsai
Prison for vehicle crime.

Arrested on multiple occasions
for assault

and possession
of illegal firearms.

- That gives him
a pretty damn good reason

to carry a ghost gun.

When was this recorded?

- Ten minutes
after Torok was shot.

Valkó's team pulled it
from a bank less

than a kilometer from the pub.

- So Thorpe's story wasn't
just smoke and mirrors.

That places Benkó in the area
at the time of the shooting.

- It doesn't change the fact
that we have zero

inculpatory evidence to prove
who pulled that trigger.

- We need to take a run
at this guy.

- After the bust.
Let's gear up.

[suspenseful music]

* *

Raines, Vo, we are standing by
until Kovács and Thorpe arrive

with their crew
to pick up the cash.

- Something's up.

They should have been here
by now.

[knock on window]

- Change of plan.

We are meeting Kovács

at another location
to do the drop.

- That wasn't part of the deal.

- New location

or no deal.

[cell phone buzzing]

- [speaking Hungarian]

One of our surveillance teams
just watched Kovács' crew

go into a train graveyard
outside the city.

Looks like they're doing
the drop in an old depot

built with concrete and steel.

- Steel can hinder
wire transmissions.

- We'll issue
a high-risk warrant.

- They're moving. Headed north.

* *

- Pull up to the depot.

- Park the truck inside.

* *

- Truck's inside the depot.

- Damn it.
Wire signal's down.

How far is the tac team?

- Ten minutes.

* *

- Search them.

- We will need your firearms.

- Nah.
Not if you want to do business.

- Just standard procedure,
all right?

It's okay.

- Let's see the cash.

Where the hell is it?

- There.

- You screw with me?

Hm?

You screw with me.

- Full seven mill.

The truck's yours once we get
our 30% advance we agreed upon.

- There's no service in here.

I got to go outside
to make the transfer.

You have the account info?

Come on.

Thank you.

* *

- Hey.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Mm, hey.

Trust me,
you do not want to kill us.

- Sure we do.

* *

[tense music]

- Hey. Hey.

Since when was this part
of the plan, huh?

- That regulator stole
well over six million

from the casino.

Kovács isn't wasting his time

making 15%
to pay back the Bratva.

He'll take 100%.

* *

- Kovács is rolling
in a white Escalade

with one of his bodyguards.

- All right. All right.

- [speaking Hungarian]

[gun fires]

- Shots fired.

- Let me see your hands.

* *

[all shouting in Hungarian]

* *

- Come on, Cam, let's go.

Let the tac team handle him.
- Shh.

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

- [panting]

- Go, go, go.

* *

- So you're telling me
you didn't know anything

about Kovács' plan
at the depot?

- I swear to God.

- You know, Vo really stuck
her neck out for you on this.

I hope you realize that.

- Trust me,

I do.

- I mean,
she mentioned you all dated.

Why'd it end?

- [chuckles]
Let me guess,

Cam told you we didn't date,

which is the truth.

And you think she's lying,
so you're trying to bust her.

Am I right, Agent Forrester?

[tense music]

* *

It wasn't for lack of trying,
I'll tell you that much.

- Now, that's the first thing
out of your mouth

that I actually believe.

- Lieutenant Valkó
is a bit upset Benkó is dead,

but on the plus side,
we matched the barrel

of his pistol to the bullet
that killed Torok.

- Should've chucked it
in the Danube.

- We took a run at Kovács,
but he's keeping his mouth shut

until his hotshot attorney
flies in from Nevada.

- We've got plenty on the wire

from his initial conversation
with Vo.

- Guess you're off the hook
for Torok's murder.

- Doesn't excuse what went down
at the trainyard.

- What was found during
the sweep at Queen Casino?

- Two sets of books
and records,

a box of burner phones,
six gray ghost guns--

- And Torok's missing
hard drive.

Stashed in a safe
in the back office.

It has ledgers on the shell
accounts used to launder money.

I'm still working on encryption
keys to access the files.

- Great.
- Like I said,

Torok was embezzling.

- The Hungarians want
to put you up

in a safe house
during prosecution planning.

After the trial, they'll cut
you loose with a clean record.

- Okay.

Look, I, um--
I got to grab my stuff

from my hotel room
at the Queen Casino.

I got some files you can use
for the prosecution.

- I'll take him.

[suspenseful music]

* *

- You okay?

- Six months.

You were in town
for six months,

and you didn't try
to reach out?

- I was ashamed, okay?

I felt I let you down as much
as anybody when I got fired.

- So you didn't falsify info

on an affidavit
to get a search warrant?

- Hell, no.

Listen, when I transferred
to Crimes Against Children,

I was investigating videos
of minors being uploaded

to the dark web.

It took my UCO two years

before I had reason to believe
those videos were coming

from ten admins working out
of a trailer park in Reno.

Yes, I--I knew
my informant was shaky,

but there was so much at stake.

We ended up gathering
all this evidence, but--

- But a bunch
of pedophiles walked free.

- Yeah.

Yeah, they did.

You know, Cam, there'll come
a time in your career

when you have to make
an impossible decision

to do the right thing.

* *

[cell phone buzzing]

- Forrester?
- You with Thorpe?

- Yeah, we're about
to grab his stuff.

- Bring him
into the office ASAP.

- Why, what's wrong?

- Just bring him in now.

[elevator dings]

- Nick.

Nick! Hey!

Nick! Nick!

- Sorry, ma'am,
you need a key card.

- Do you know
what room Nick Thorpe's in?

- I'm not supposed
to give out guest information.

Plus, we're being shut down.

Oh. He's an employee?

- Yes.

- We have Nick Thorpe
in the system,

but he checked out
two days ago.

[dramatic music]

- [sighs]

Forrester,
Thorpe's in the wind.

- [sighs]

- I decrypted the files
on Torok's drive,

and let me tell you,
everything Thorpe told us,

it ain't the whole truth.

Torok wasn't embezzling money
from the Russians.

Thorpe was.

- Torok's drive must
have spooked him

when Raines mentioned
the shell accounts.

- They both had access
to the money,

but when the numbers
weren't lining up,

Torok started doing a digital
forensic analysis on Thorpe.

That's what I found
on the drive.

- Thorpe was diverting
a percentage of money

being laundered
to a hidden shell account

and then fudging the numbers.

- Technically, a Ponzi scheme.

He was borrowing money
from the next load to make up

for the missing funds
from the previous delivery.

He faked the paperwork to show
that the casino had the money,

but in reality, they didn't.

- It's possible
Torok was blackmailing Thorpe

with the info he had
on the drive,

which explains why
he followed him to the pub

and held off on
going to Kovács.

- My theory is Thorpe flipped
the story on Torok

and ratted him out for scheming

before he blew him
out of the water.

Then he checked out
of his room at the casino

and went directly to Vo to take
out their entire operation

before things went south.

But things went south.

- He wiped Torok
off his shoe with Kovács,

and he wiped Kovács
off his shoe with Vo.

- The last domino falls,

but no one saw the first.

- You cannot prove any of this
off of a couple of ledgers.

- In theory,
but I cross-referenced

the casino's books
and records with the drive.

Plus, the fact
that he boogied--

- And he worked
in white collar crimes

before he put in a transfer
to Vegas.

- How much
is in the shell accounts?

- Based on the casino's books
and records,

a little over six mill.

But it was all transferred
out of the account.

[tense music]

- That is the same amount
he said Torok skimmed

off the cash coming in.

* *

Does Lieutenant Valkó know?

- No, as far as the Hungarians
are concerned,

they owe Thorpe a medal.

- [sighs]
How do we want to play this?

- Search the system,

see if Thorpe's name pops up
on any flight records.

- Already did.
Not finding Nick Thorpe

in any flight, train,
or bus records.

- All right, put out a BOLO,
and then you all can take off.

We'll be notified if he tries
to flee the country.

* *

- [grunting]

[pounding electronic music
playing]

- Raines thought
you might be here.

- Well, this is his spot.

And I wasn't gonna go
to the Castle District

where all the girls train
in Lulus.

- I'm with you on that.

How are you holding up?

[soft dramatic music]

* *

- Like a sucker.

- Vo,
when you went to West Point,

did you ever hear the military
term "left of boom?"

- Yeah, my dad used to say it,
but I never knew what it meant.

- Well, the boom is when
the bomb goes off, right?

The gun is fired,
the damage is done.

You want to be left of boom
to get ahead of it.

Don't make a case personal
and miss the warning signs.

* *

[intriguing music]

* *

- Hello?
- Hey, Raines.

- Hey.
- Thorpe mentioned that he

opened the shell accounts
the casino was using

to launder money
under fictitious names,

so that means it's likely
he was using fake passports

to open the bank accounts,
right?

- I see where you're going.

I'll put a BOLO out
under the names

he used to open the accounts

in case he tries to use one
of the passports.

- Thank you, Raines.
- Sure thing.

[cell phone buzzing]

- That was fast.

- Just ran a search
under the fictitious names

he used to open
the shell accounts.

An Austin Miller purchased
a one-way ticket

to Marrakesh
about an hour ago.

First flight out
tomorrow morning.

You think it's Thorpe?

- Morocco doesn't have
an extradition treaty

with the U.S.

[suspenseful music]

* *

- What you doing here, Cam?

Got some PTO?

- We know what's
on Torok's hard drive.

We know you stole the money.

- My flight leaves
in ten minutes.

No one has
to know you let me go.

- You know, sometimes we have
to make impossible decisions

to do the right thing.

Last round's on me.

Nick Thorpe, you're under
arrest for conspiracy

to commit murder
and money laundering.

- All right.

[dramatic music]

* *

- He created this whole
house of cards

that hinged on Vo
believing him.

- Think she'll ever
forgive him?

- The most painful betrayal
never comes from your enemies.

It comes from the people
you trust the most.

* *

[tense music]

* *

[wolf howls]