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Contact.

Go.

Cease fire. Holster
your weapons.

Straight
in the bottle.

Yeah. Not quite as
tight as my grouping.

Ahh. Show-off.

- That's not bad.
- Good job.

Both rookies passed their
quals on the first try.

He's about to give
them "the speech."

Mm. He's about to tell us
it's an important speech.

It is an important speech.

What's an
important speech?

This is a milestone. 90 days
in and you haven't washed out.

In fact, you've
done exemplary work.

So you're both on a
path. But to where?

It's time you both
start thinking

about asking yourselves
the question.

W-What question?

What kind of agents
do you want to be?

There are blue flamers who
are trying to rise the ranks,

and then there are desk
jockeys who are just waiting

for their pensions to kick in,

and your careers are gonna
lie somewhere in between

those two extremes.

Do you want to be
in intelligence, IT,

counterterrorism?

Maybe hit a specialized field...

SWAT, CID, hostage negotiator.

What if we like what
we're doing right now?

Street-level agents are
the best in the Bureau.

But that's just my
personal opinion.

And when you can shoot as
well as we can

you know you're born for it.

Don't get cocky. There's
always someone better than you.

Cease fire.
Holster your weapon.

Hello, Matt.

Candace. What a
pleasant surprise.

Liar.

This is Special Agent in Charge
Candace Thurlow from DCHQ.

Meet agents Hope,
Stensen, Acres, and...

Hi. I'm Simone Clark.
Nice to meet you.

Yeah, I know who you are.
Nice to meet you, too.

So what are you doing here?

Your new unit is
drawing attention.

The Director sent me to
watch the team in action.

You should've called first.
Today's housekeeping...

Weapons qualification,
and then we're off

to catch up on paperwork.

But first, I got to
get back to the office

for a supervisor's meeting,
so if you'll just excuse...

You know what? I'll join you.

- In fact, I'll give you a ride.
- Okay.

That way we could, uh, catch up.

- Yeah.
- Yeah? Let's go.

Okay.

Dang, boss.

Why is she hating
on you like that?

Because we used to be married.

I'm not here to
settle old scores.

Well, I should hope not.

Our marriage is ancient
history at this point, right?

Especially for you.

How many divorces are
you up to at this point?

You must get the
loveliest Christmas cards

from all those lawyers.

Okay, what are you really
doing here, Candace?

There's got to be
more to this story,

because with you,
there always is.

You know what, Matt? We
haven't talked in a decade.

Okay? You've shaken
things up back in D.C.

Is it really that surprising

I was sent here to see
the team in action?

Garza was married to an SAC?

She wasn't an SAC
when they got married.

Or when they got divorced.

Wonder why it didn't work out.

No idea, but I've heard
stories about her.

Let's just say there's several
agents she climbed over

to get to where she is.

Please tell me you're
not criticizing a woman

for knowing how to
compete in a man's world.

Come on, Laura.
That's not cool.

I'd love to pick
her brain, though.

Do us all a favor and don't.

In fact, maybe tone the
Simone down to a two,

for Garza's sake.

I'm going to pretend you
didn't say that, for your sake.

Are your offices in
the main building?

Yeah. No, there...
It's actually...

Elena.

Oh, my goodness. Look
at you.

You're all grown up. You know,
I-I don't think I've seen you

since you were in kindergarten.

Wow. How are you, sweetie?

Hi, Auntie Candace.

Wait, do I still
call you Auntie?

Whatever you like. Come here.

- Matt.
- Yeah?

- We got a situation.
- Right.

My daughter, Brie, has been
missing for over two days,

and the police have not
turned up a single lead.

I have never been a man
to sit on the sidelines.

You do not make $100 billion

waiting for someone else
to do your dirty work.

So I am offering $10 million

to anyone who can bring
my daughter back to me...

No questions asked and
by any means necessary.

If your actions land you
in trouble with the police,

I will hire a dream team
of lawyers to make sure

you never see the
inside of a jail cell.

Bottom line... Get my daughter
back and I'll make you rich.

Okay, this... This
is not good at all.

That kind of money will
send dozens if not hundreds

of vigilantes out into the
street looking for her.

What do we know
about the daughter?

Brie Langham has been
missing for 48 hours.

She's the daughter
of Pierce Langham,

and their family owns
the Langham Paper empire.

It's a legacy brand.

Been around for
three generations.

Her car
was abandoned,

uh, her cellphone and
wallet were dumped nearby.

The police are out looking for
her boyfriend, Jamison Teague.

He's a party guy. So rumor
has it he deals some pills.

So he's the first person
we should talk to.

Wait, hold up. We're
definitely working this case?

Just because her
family has money?

- Simone, what are you doing?
- No disrespect to this girl,

and if she's missing,
we got to find her,

but there is a long
list of women of color

that don't get this
kind of attention

after they've been
missing for only two days.

Special Agent Clark, are you
suggesting the FBI is biased?

Male agents outnumber
women almost four to one.

And don't get me started
on the low number

of non-white people who
actually wear the badge.

Those imbalances directly impact

the Bureau's perspective
and priorities.

That's all I'm saying.

Yes, well, while you do
have a point, Simone,

we are gonna be
working this case.

Langham's video just lit a fuse,

and we need to act fast
to get his daughter back

before anyone else gets hurt.

Laura, Brendon, go have
a word with Mr. Langham.

Let them know that the
Feds are on the case now

and get him to walk
back that video.

The two of you, go squeeze
the boyfriend, okay?

I'll join them.

Happy to have you
with us, ma'am.

Simone, I don't know
what she's up to,

but I can promise you
it is not good for us.

So best behavior. Understood?

I told my father to just
let the police handle this,

but he's Pierce Langham.

He always has to
do things his way.

And that's the
only way I get results.

I mean, the FBI
couldn't even bother

to send over a full-sized agent.

I understand how worried you
are, but I can assure you

the FBI is doing
everything we can...

Oh, give me a break.

Not a coincidence
you only show up

after I put out a bounty
on Brie's kidnappers.

You're just trying
to save your asses.

Look, sir, a-all we're saying

is deputizing the entire country

to take the law into their
own hands is... is dangerous.

I don't care.

I'd burn down the world
to bring my daughter back.

Money is the only
thing that motivates.

In fact, I doubt the two
of you get paid very much,

so $10 million to
whoever finds Brie.

- No.
- Even you.

- We're not for sale.
- Right.

But we do expect you to
give us any information

or tips you receive.

Well, expect away.

Just do it somewhere else.

You know, one of my
main jobs around here

is to apologize for my father.

So of course
we'll... We'll share

whatever information we get.

Right. No, uh,
ransom call yet?

No.

And anyone want to
hurt your sister?

No, but there are
plenty of people

that want to take
down our family.

- Like who?
- You name it.

Competitors,
environmental activists,

conglomerates ready to
swallow up a legacy company

for foreign land rights.

Okay, could you, um...

Could you give us
a-a detailed list?

Yeah, of course.

So, Candace, are you ex-wife
number one, two, or three?

Uh, pardon my
probationary agent.

She's clearly still
very much in training

and hasn't gleaned what is
and what isn't appropriate

when addressing
senior personnel.

Okay. She's getting to
know who we are, Carter.

I didn't think it
would be an issue

if we got to know her, too.

I'm ex-wife number one. We
met as rookies in Tampa.

Ooh!

I bet that Chapter One
was a romance straight

out of Harlequin, huh?

Anyway, let's talk about you.

- Me?
- Huh? From guidance counselor

to FBI agent... That is
quite the transition.

Is it everything you
thought it would be?

I think she's just happy she
gets to serve her community.

I think she can
speak for herself.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

I love being a Fed.

I might feel differently if I
wasn't in Garza's unit, though,

where my style can
be appreciated.

Explain.

I can be a little extra.

- Mm.
- And... Carter!

- I can be a little extra. Okay?
- Okay.

But those statistics
I cited earlier...

Those are the things
that gotta change,

because I want the Bureau
to change from the inside.

So in order for
that to happen...

What do you know? We're here.

Jamison Teague? FBI.

Shh. Mnh-mnh. I swear...

Carter, he's
tied up in there.

FBI!

Drop your weapon! Drop it!

Get off me, man! This guy
kidnapped Brie Langham.

No, I didn't, you moron!

I told you that when you
came over and attacked me.

He's lying. I live
across the street.

I've heard him and
Brie fight before,

and now she goes missing?

You do the math.

So, what... you were gonna
torture him for a confession?

For ten mil, hell yeah!

Then her rich daddy's
gonna keep me out of jail.

No, he's not, dummy.

You just shot at
three federal agents.

Bye-bye, daylight.

Take him outside. We got this.

Yeah.

Get off me.

I swear, I have no idea
what happened to Brie.

I would never hurt her.

Okay.

Is there anything you
didn't tell the police?

- Of course not.
- We know about your record.

You had a couple
of drug arrests.

I-I get it.

You may be leery about
talking to the cops.

But we don't care about
your little pill hustle.

We just want to bring Brie home.

I do, too.

You love her. I can see that.

Baby, look at me.

I don't think you would
do anything to hurt her.

But I need you to think.

Is there anything,
no matter how small?

I... skimmed
off my supplier.

I just took a few stacks.

I didn't think they'd notice,
but they came at me hard

to pay it back or else.

Look, folks like that don't
tend to make idle threats.

You think they have something
to do with Brie's disappearance?

I was taking her to Gold
Diggers the other day.

It's this dive
bar that she likes

'cause she gets to pretend
that she's not a billionaire.

Anyway, I-I-I caught this gray
pickup truck following us,

so I faked like I was parking
and sped away and I lost them.

Help!

Help!

Please.

Those guys in that truck,
they're trying to kidnap me!

Guess I should've
used a stronger rope.

No. No!

No, get off of me!

Get the door.

Stop!

No! No! No!

Quiet! Come on!

- Chaz Fowler.
- Uh, he's got priors.

Got a history of dealing
drugs to the jet set.

Yeah, Brie's boyfriend,
Jamison, dealt for him

and shorted his supply.

Maybe he abducted
her as collateral.

We've got a BOLO out for him.

Hope you guys find him fast.

This case is blowing
up on social.

#SaveBrie is trending.

And LAPD reported 17
incidences of assault and B&E

related to vigilantism...
People trying to cash out.

Oh. You read my mind.
I could use a jolt.

The coffee's for her.

- Oh.
- Wow.

It's not enough that she got
the condo in the divorce.

Now she's back, she's trying
to steal my niece from me.

It's a quad shot, half caf,
two pumps of fat-free hazelnut,

extra hot, lightly stirred,
which is just wrong.

I don't know how you put up with
her as long as you did, Tío.

Go.

Okay, so anyway,

Jamison said that Chaz
or someone from his crew

followed him and Brie
in a gray pickup truck.

Somewhere along the
way, they lost him.

Maybe there's
surveillance footage?

Well, you and
Brendon go find out.

And the two of you, find
this Chaz Fowler, now.

Simone, could I
have a word, please?

I got your personnel file.

Los Angeles native.
Mother of twins.

Does it also say that I'm
gifted at reading people?

Because that should be in there.

Oh, yeah?

Observing and listening.

For example,

you've been hawking me

more than anybody
else on the team.

The FBI is celebrating
the 50-year anniversary

of the first female
special agent.

That's that, uh, big
gala in D.C. next month?

Yeah, it's a calculated way for
the Bureau to pat its own back.

Lots of national media coverage.

I am the chairperson of the
event's organizing committee.

Would you be interested
in speaking at the gala?

The world needs to see and
hear from agents like you.

Y-You want to
promote my identity?

I am impressed with your work.

And the fact that you represent
different types of people

that the Bureau sorely needs.

I get it. I check
a lot of boxes.

Yeah, women of color,
of a certain age.

And let's not forget LGBTQ+.

Then that makes you a
unicorn inside the Bureau.

Imagine your impact.

You and me, we... we can
do a lot of good together.

So this is about more than
just speaking at the gala?

Well, it definitely could be.

But we'll discuss that later.

For now, let's, uh,
just think about it.

Okay.

Gotcha. Thanks.

It wasn't Chaz.

For the past three days,
he's been in Fort Lauderdale

for his mother's funeral.

That doesn't mean he didn't have
somebody kidnap Brie for him.

We need to look into
his known associates.

Mm-hmm.

- Really?
- What?

You're not gonna tell me what
all that with Candace was?

Okay, nosy.

Come on, I know you're
dying to tell me.

Okay, so, she asked me to speak

at that fancy gala
in D.C. next month.

Simone, you know what's
happening, don't you?

You're being groomed.

And that speech
is your audition.

Well, I-I get it.

It's a good look for the Bureau
to have a-a Black queer woman

"of a certain age"

- on the microphone.
- Yeah, but...

Yeah, but Candace is
spearheading the effort.

She must have big plans.

But you heard Garza... when it
comes to her, tread carefully.

Oh, I know.

This could either be a huge
opportunity or a big derailment.

But if you play
your cards right,

you'll be able to write
your own ticket in the FBI.

Just like Garza.

We're looking
for the owner.

- Trina's in the back.
- Well, let her know the FBI

would like a few
minutes of her time.

Waiting for someone
else to do your dirty work.

And so I am offering $10 million

to anyone who can bring
my daughter back to me...

No questions asked and
by any means necessary.

- Guy pushes your buttons, huh?
- No.

If your actions land you
in trouble with the police,

I will hire a dream team
of lawyers to make sure

you never see the
inside of a jail cell.

I grew up around men like him.

Not listening to reason,
throwing their money around

with no regard for anyone else.

Can you blame the guy?
I mean, he's just doing

everything he can to
get his daughter back.

How do we know she
wants to come back?

There's no ransom note,
no proof of life, no body.

How do we know Brie doesn't
just want to hightail it away

from her overbearing father?

Get my daughter back...

Hey, I'm the owner. What's up?

- FBI. Agent Stensen.
- Special Agent Acres.

We're looking into the
disappearance of Brie Langham.

A witness said she was seen
outside this bar two nights ago.

We saw that you have surveillance
cameras on the street.

-We'd like to take a
look at the footage.

- From two nights ago?
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I don't have it.

You don't have a
DVR for your system?

I did until this morning.

This lady came in and
installed a new security system

for 50 bucks.

Her company's doing a
big promo this month.

- Right.
- Mm. She took the old DVR with her?

She said she'd make sure they'd
get recycled or something.

Kidnapper
is covering her tracks.

Did you
happen to pay with a cash app?

♪ Got my hat turned back
in a beat up Chevy Nova ♪

Special Agent Stensen. This
is Special Agent Acres.

I suggest you let us in.

You guys got here fast.

Hey.

♪ '90s girl with the
Docs and the chokers ♪

You were expecting us?

I mean, yeah. If I wanted
to cover my tracks,

I wouldn't have
used my cash app.

♪ Playing B sides on
my 8-track recorder ♪

Why exactly did you take
the surveillance footage

from the bar where Brie
Langham was last seen?

There's two options... "A,"
you abducted her yourself,

you were covering your tracks,

or "B," you're working
for whoever did.

There's a C.

I'm, like, a consultant
for vigilantes.

Oh.

I saw Scrooge McDuck's video.

First, I was like, "$10
million? Hell yeah."

But then I was like, nah, leave
that Punisher-type nonsense

to the 'roid ragers.

Hmm. So what exactly
have you been doing?

Compiling intel on Brie...

Her social media, contacts,
calendar, e-mails.

Tracked her last
known locations.

Figured all the other
Brie-hunters might want to know.

Hmm.

Then I started selling it.

1,500 bucks gets you access

to my premium info subscription.

That surveillance
video just went live.

Yeah. You got to give
us that video, now.

Yeah, I take cash, crypto.

♪ Where we at? ♪

♪ I was with it from the jump ♪

Or I can give it to you

out of the goodness of my heart.

Good answer.

Okay, boss,
uh, check this out.

Jamison and Brie
pull up at 5:27 p.m.

Mm-hmm.

Then a gray pickup
pulls up behind them,

just like Jamison said.

He takes off. They follow.

We got the plate.

The truck is registered
to Davis Yang,

address in Santa Clarita.

Yeah, remote, isolated...
Perfect place to hide someone.

Grab Carter and Simone
and check it out. Go.

FBI!

We have a warrant!

Flashbang.

Bodies.

Is it Brie?

No. Her kidnappers.

Two of them at least.

Where the hell is Brie?

Alright, homeowners' names are
Davis Yang and Randy Batten.

They're, uh, bouncers
at an upscale club

in Hollywood, Door 47.

Door 47. Are there any
connections to Brie?

Preliminary reports, no,
and there's no history

of violent crime.
Something's not adding up.

Yeah. These guys kidnapped
Brie and held her for two days

without asking for a ransom.

Held on to her
after a $10 million,

no-questions-asked reward
was offered. But why?

Wait a minute, wait
a minute. Wait.

We assumed Brie was kidnapped
because of her father's wealth.

But what if there's
something that we're missing?

What if this had more to do with
Brie than we initially thought?

We should do a deep dive on her.

W-Wait. Someone already has.

Remember Cleo, the
vigilante consultant?

She hacked Brie's entire life...

Her text messages,
e-mails, even her diary.

I have a copy of the dossier.

Good. Check everything
and anything,

'cause if we find out who
wanted Brie out of the way,

- we'll find Brie. Go.
- Yeah.

Hey. Any leads on Brie?

One or two.

Do the names Davis
Yang and Randy Batten

mean anything to you?

Bouncer, Door 47.

You're a regular there.

Okay. What do they
have to do with this?

- They kidnapped her.
- Really?

And they didn't... They
didn't ask for a ransom?

- That... That's weird, right?
- Is it?

I mean, you did pay
them to do it, so...

I... That's ridiculous.
Why would I ever do that?

According to her e-mails,
this company is scheduled

to vote on a motion
removing Pierce Langham

as chairman of the
board tomorrow.

Right. You were
attempting a coup.

You were gonna
replace the old man.

But Brie was the swing vote,

and you knew that she
would vote against you.

But if she didn't show?

Then you could take
control. Have all the power.

Yeah, a brother
exiling his sister

to seize his father's crown...

T-that's very Shakespearean,
Greek tragedy?

- Yeah, both.
- Yeah.

I didn't think
you had it in you.

Attacking your sister?

Trying to stab me in the back?

Dad, none of this is true.

Well, they're dead... Both
Davis and Randy, murdered,

which makes you an accessory.

And how dare you accuse me
without an ounce of proof?

What about the million
dollars that was wired

from your offshore
shell corporation

to Randy and Davis'
security consultant firm

after Brie went missing?

Yeah.

Tate Langham,
you're under arrest.

Don't move. Put your hands
behind your back, yeah?

Let's get him out of here.

I get it.

You hold the fate of
my unit in your hands.

I don't need an illustration.

You figure out why I'm
here yet? Did she tell you?

Simone? Yeah, she did.

You're vetting her
for recruitment.

Of course you couldn't
have just asked me first

before sauntering in here

and trying to poach a
member of my team, huh?

Hey, look, this is a dream
opportunity for a new recruit.

This could be great
for her career.

Matt, do not stand in her way.

Okay, see, that.

That's what gets under my skin.

Your games... Everything
is a chess match with you.

It's exhausting.

Look, if Simone wants
to go with you, fine.

She's a grown woman.
That's her choice.

But trust me, she
will be wasted on you.

You know, that's always
been your problem...

No vision.

No vision. That's...

Does Simone understand that
she'll have to play by your rules?

Are you questioning her
discipline or my leadership?

Excuse me.

Remember when I told you the
new kidnappers used a flashbang?

Turns out it was
restricted military grade.

Yeah, we're trying to source it.

If we're lucky, maybe
we'll get a hit.

Hey, there.

Oh, am I interrupting?

Front desk called,
said he was here.

Daddy, I am so sorry.

I forgot we were
having lunch today.

You... You ate already?

No, but my "quiet paperwork" day

turned into a not-so-quiet case.

Hey, it'll take a beat to
source that flashbang evidence.

I'll call you if
we get something.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

- Thanks.
- Go.

Hey, look, great
seeing you all again.

Uh, you I-I don't know.

Daddy, this is Candace Thurlow.

She's the SAC from D.C.
Candace, this is my...

Christopher Clark.
My pleasure.

Hmm. How do you know my name?

Oh, no. Let me guess.

The FBI has a big
old file on me.

I just do my homework.

Mm-hmm. And what
is your assignment?

- Daddy.
- Hmm?

It's your first time here.
Why don't I give you a tour?

Come on. See y'all later.

Damn.

You sound surprised.

It's slicker than I imagined.

I mean, these fixtures
cost five grand each.

Y'all couldn't get by with
some lamps from Home Depot?

Why you got to be so cheap?

I'm not. But the
government should be.

Especially since it's the
taxpayers' money they're using.

Hmm.

Okay. This is the
heartbeat of the place.

This is where we have
our morning briefings

and come together
to solve cases.

So you've seen it all.

Boom. My home away from home.

Y'all got quite a hookup.
Look at the size of this TV.

- Right?
- Huh.

Oh, Daddy, that nosy lady
that pulled your file,

she's also looking
into my history, too.

She wants me to help recruit.

Oh, that's why she
knows so much about us.

She's vetting you. They're
looking for a mascot.

Well, if they want to
publicize my identity,

they have to let
me tell my truth,

not just co-sign for the FBI.

I mean, I don't agree
with all their practices.

But Candace might ding me
if I don't follow her lead.

I'm worried, Daddy.

Look, worry is just
a negative prayer.

You'll figure it out.

I want to make a difference.

You already are.

Let me ask you something.

You got cable?

I mean, I'd love to watch a
game up in here.

Daddy!

- Mm!
- Come on.

Apologies. Mr. Langham should
be off the phone shortly.

How about reminding him this is
about his kidnapped daughter?

You know what? Screw him.

Hey, you can't go in there.

Sir, we need to talk, now.

Your son is in custody.

There's a $10 million
bounty up for grabs,

and it's only a matter of time
before these new kidnappers

contact you to cash
in on that reward.

So we need to
monitor your phones

and trace the call
when it comes in.

That won't be necessary. I
just spoke to one of them.

Did they say where she is?

They didn't.

Especially not after I told him

that I wasn't paying him a dime.

You what?

You offered a massive reward
for the return of your daughter,

and you're gonna take it back?

Her life is at stake!

You only put up that reward
because you need Brie to attend

the board meeting tomorrow
and vote in your favor.

Yeah, but he doesn't
need that now,

so he's just gonna leave her
out there with those murderers.

What kind of father does that?

♪ It's 12:00 on a Friday night ♪

♪ Things are going my way ♪

♪ I just got off of work ♪

♪ Heading down to
the interstate ♪

♪ With the windows down,
it's a-blowin' now ♪

Got you regular spicy.

I know you like it hot,
but the "loco" level

is so intense they give
you gloves with your order

so it won't get on your skin.

It's absurd.

What are we still
doing with her?

This is a beat-feet blown-op...

- Relax.
- Daddy's not paying.

So she's useless.
And a liability.

You are so negative.
You always have been.

Come on, man.
We're having fun.

We saw some action.

Mmm. Killed two hostiles.

Now you got your hands on the
best chicken sando in L.A.

As far as the princess goes...
I have a contingency plan.

Remember Belgrade?

♪ Taking on the night ♪

Payday's coming. Trust.

So, Mr. Moneybags won't pay
to get his baby girl back?

Damn, that's cold-blooded.

Yeah, and it puts
our new kidnappers

in an awkward position.

Yeah, they only took
Brie for a big payday.

What do they do with her
when they don't get one?

Well, if she can identify them,

letting her go is
out of the question.

Yeah, they already
killed two people,

so clearly, they are
capable of anything.

I was able to pin down the
kidnapper's burner phone number

- that called Pierce.
- I'll get a warrant.

Good. Yeah, you contact
me as soon as you have it.

Boss, can I talk to
you for a second?

Yeah, of course.

Sit down.

It's Candace, isn't it?

Yeah.

I just wanted to know what
you think about her offer.

I can't make that
decision for you.

I'm not asking you to.

I would just love to
know your thoughts.

This morning I asked
you a question, right?

What kind of agent
do you want to be?

I want to be doing what
I'm doing right now,

outside, with this unit.

Sounds like you
have your answer.

But I joined to change
the FBI from within.

I'm just one person
in the institution.

What if there were more of me?

I don't know if the
FBI can handle more

than one Simone Clark.

Look, there are no wrong
answers here, Simone.

I want you to succeed.

You've worked real hard,
and you've earned your place

here at the FBI and in my unit,
and you've done it your way.

If I became the face of the FBI,

you think they'd
let me do it my way?

Probably not.

We're on with Brendon and Laura.

- What did we find?
- We pinned the location

of the burner phone
that called Pierce.

It's at a parking structure in
east Hollywood, on Yucca and Pine.

We got to get there before
they're on the move.

- We're not far from it.
- Well, go. Go, go, go.

I'll send backup.

Alright, that's our suspect.

Oh. He's got a gun.

Put the gun down!

What's your name?

Van.

Van, tell me what happened.

Where's Brie?

With my son-of-a-bitch
ex-partner.

He the one who shot you?

Okay. What's his name?

Come on. Why are
you protecting him?

Anything you tell us
now can only help you.

Ah, screw that bastard.

His name is Finn Mathieson.

We need an ambulance
at my location.

Why'd he shoot you?

When the dad wouldn't
pay, I wanted out.

- Okay.
- Finn wouldn't take no

- for an answer.
- Where did he go?

No clue.

But the one thing I do know

is Finn's gonna get his
money, no matter what.

We need your
help, Mr. Langham.

You offering us a deal?
If not, we're walking.

No deals. I just
need you to listen.

You set off a deadly
chain of events

with your abduction scheme.

The men you hired are
dead, and the vigilantes

who killed them
took your sister.

Now, if your father upheld
his end of the bargain

and paid out the $10
million reward to whomever

brought her back safe, Brie
could be home right now.

But when the vigilantes
contacted Mr. Pierce,

he rescinded his offer.

He what? That...
That's unbelievable.

Tate, not a word.

The man who now has your sister,
his name is Finn Mathieson.

He's a mercenary.
Know what that means?

He kills for money.

And he doesn't take hearing
the word "no" very well.

Now, we believe he's on his way

to find your father as we speak.

And he will get his
money one way or another.

Okay. Look, we know that your
relationship with your family

is... complicated.

But now, his life and
your sister's life

are hanging in the balance.

Your father's office has completely
shut us out, on his orders.

They won't give us his location.

So if you have any idea
where he might be...

What time is it?

It's 4:47.

My father, he has a
standing appointment

every day at 5:00 p.m.

Where is he?

Just wait.

I'm telling you, he'll be here.

- If you're lying to me...
- I wouldn't lie.

I promise.

You can't count
on my father for much,

but he never misses this.

See?

That's his car.

LAPD's five minutes out.
We're gonna beat them there.

So, this is the daddy's
girlfriend's apartment?

Apparently they have a standing
date every day at 5:00.

Got one guess what it's for.

Keeping a booty
call on the calendar

even after his daughter's
been kidnapped?

He's even more messed
up than we thought.

I'm gonna go talk to him.

You make a sound, try to
get anyone's attention

while I'm gone,

you're dead.

- Hey.
- Couldn't just give me my money, could you?

- Alright.
- Now you're gonna do what I say, huh?

- Okay, okay.
- Huh?

Okay, okay.

- Whatever you want.
- Get up against the car.

- Whatever you want.
- Get out your phone.

You're gonna wire this
money into this account.

And the price just
went up to $15 million.

Okay.

Son of a b...

Aah!

Simone, stay with Brie.

- I got Pierce.
- Laura, on me.

Brie? I'm here to help you.

My name is Simone.

He's up ahead.

Push. Drop your weapon!

Drop your weapon right now!

Subject is down.

Brie.

Honey.

You bastard.

Pierce Langham is out of surgery
and expected to pull through.

Wish we could say the
same about his driver.

Well, how's Brie?

Physically, she's fine. But
after what she's been through...

Well, that family really
showed their true colors.

There's no coming
back from all that.

Listen, I know it's
been a long day, team,

but there is one more
thing before you go home.

Candace has arranged
a press conference.

Are you serious?

Yes. She wants it made clear
that Brie has been found

so that any wannabe
vigilantes stand down. Smart.

Doesn't hurt that she can
grab some PR for herself

in the process.

True. But we do
have to play nice.

So what do we do?

Nothing. Just stand there.

Trust me, Candace will
do all the talking.

Alright. Looking good,
team. Ready for you.

I'm going to introduce you
during the press conference.

I want the suits in
D.C. to see you shine.

But this was a group effort.

I don't feel right
being singled out.

Oh, trust me, it's a good
warm-up for next month's gala.

I haven't even said yes. I...

Just say, "It's a
pleasure to serve."

Right. But, ma'am, a...

"It's a pleasure to serve."

The Bureau is extremely grateful

to Supervisory Special
Agent Matthew Garza

and his special investigative
unit for rescuing Brie Langham,

bringing her
kidnappers to justice,

and putting an end to
this vigilante violence.

I would like to single
out one special agent

whose unique insights
went above and beyond.

This case could not have
been closed without her.

Congratulations, Special
Agent Simone Clark.

It's a pleasure to serve.

But I cannot accept
congratulations on this case.

It was tragic on so many levels.

A young woman was abducted.
Lives were lost. Why?

Because a dysfunctional family

flaunted their wealth
to buy our attention.

They even felt so entitled,
they took advantage

of this agency's
expertise and resources

to rescue them from
their own greed run amok.

Thank you, Special Agent Clark.

You're welcome.

The FBI needs to focus
more taxpayer dollars

on those victims without means.

The forgotten faces.

The underrepresented

that routinely falls
through the cracks.

Then, and only then, can
we recognize ourselves

for a job well done.

Thank you. That concludes
today's press conference.

Thank you all.

You had five words.
What the hell was that?

I told you, I can
be a little extra.

And when I get in my feels,
I can't hold my tongue.

Yeah.

- What?
- And to think I was worried

that you'd get
promoted before me

and I'd have to work
for you one day.

That is definitely
not gonna happen now.

- Want to bet?
- Yes.

Okay, it's a bet.

So once you call
a special meeting,

all you need is a basic
quorum and proxies

from the absent board members.

And if they start
holding out on you,

just remind them of the hit
the share price will take

if they keep your
father at the helm.

Yeah. Good luck.

♪ I'm gon tell you the truth

Hey. What was that all about?

That was Brie.

I was just talking her through
the steps of taking over

as president of the
family business.

And stripping her
father and brother

of their board seats
while she's at it.

Huh. So baby sister's gonna
get the crown after all.

That's right.

How do you know about all
this, like, boardroom stuff?

Oh, I know all types of ways
of getting sweet revenge.

Remind me
never to get on your bad side.

Like you needed the reminder.

♪ Showing 'em your best side

♪ You've been wearing
new jeans and shoes ♪

Didn't exactly go
as planned, did it?

Just can you try not
to enjoy it so much?

I won't.

I'm lying.

I'm gonna rewatch that tape
like a million times, Candace.

The look...

The look on your face.

Stop.

Uh, listen.

Um, what you said
before about...

everything being a chess
move with me, it's true.

Know why I do it?

When we got married and
you came back to work,

you got high fives and jokes
about the ball and a chain.

I came back...

to a betting pool

on how long before I
quit or got knocked up,

as if landing a husband was the
entire reason I joined the FBI.

But why... why... Why
didn't you tell me that?

♪ You and me

♪ Made a lover of an enemy

♪ Yeah

I'm sorry, Candace.

♪ No, no, no, no

It's not right we were
treated differently.

It's not.

♪ We're gonna make a memory

I re... I resented it.

I resented you, which was wrong.

♪ We're gonna make a memory

♪ Memory

But now I am a Special
Agent in Charge.

♪ Remember how she
almost fooled me, too? ♪

One of very few women
in the entire country

that holds that position.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Checkmate.

Not even close.

I got a lot more rungs
on the ladder to climb.

You sure do.

♪ You and me

You, uh...

You still got your,
uh... Your eye on Simone?

Ah, hell, no.

D.C.'s not ready for
her, at least not yet.

♪ Stockholmsvy

♪ We're gonna make a memory

I got a red-eye to catch.

Yeah.

♪ 'Cause you've been
on the westside ♪

Uh... Matt, it wasn't
awful seeing you.

No.

It wasn't awful at all.

♪ Sleepless, get no rest
nights, thinkin' 'bout us ♪

♪ And how I do

Not awful at all.

♪ You and me

Whew.

Saw you on the news
earlier.

They did not know what hit them,

did they?

How much trouble are you in?

Well,
Garza's cool with it.

But I did get some dirty looks
from folks outside the squad.

Does it bother you?

No.

Yeah. I just...

I realized, Daddy, I
don't want to be a symbol.

I would rather be a beacon.

And bet that

if little marginalized girls
saw me up there tonight,

that they felt me.

I'm sure that they did.

I am so proud of you, baby girl.

Thank you, Daddy.

- And you know what?
- Hmm?

I would be even more proud

if you allow me to use that
massive TV in your office

during the playoffs.

Uhp, uhp. Hook a brother up.

Wait a minute.

So out in the streets,
you protest the police.

But when the game's
on, you love us.

Huh.

Is that a yes?

No. It's a no.

Fix your face. It's a no.

Unh-unh.

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