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Just tap if it's too much, okay?

[groans]

- You okay?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ben.

You're kidding.

I'm flattered you came by
to check on me, though.

Thinking about doing
some traditional cooking.

My place?

[suspenseful music]

[upbeat music]

[singing in Hungarian]

♪ ♪

Hey, Smitty.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Where's Scott?

Conference in DC.

He's giving a presentation
to legats

from all over the world

about our team's activities
and casework.

I'm sure it will
be well-received.

Well, I know
how I feel about our team.

- Uh-oh, here we go.
- What?

Raines always gets
sentimental three drinks in.

- Like clockwork.
- All right. Come on, come on.

For real, for real.

The thing I love most
about the Fly Team is,

we're actually a family.

I don't know if that's
because we're stuck here

on the other side of the world,

or we're just damn good
at what we do.

But I know how much
I appreciate y'all

and how much you mean to me.

That is actually very sweet.

- Cheers.
- Uh, are you daft?

You can't cheers with water.

Why not?

Because it's bad luck.

Come on. Cheers.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Let's go.
I'm getting you a proper drink.

Ooh.

And uh,
let's see a snap of that bloke

you've been shagging.

I mean, dating.

I don't even know
if I have one.

- Please.
- [chuckles]

He's cute.

He is, isn't he?

And you look
really happy, Jamie.

I am.

- Two more, please.
- No problem.

[singing in Hungarian]

♪ ♪

How's it going with Maya?

Uh, she struggles a bit
with the odd hours.

Days I disappear,
can't check in.

Struggles?

She doesn't like it.

Well, she'd be crazy not to
hold onto you with both hands.

[sentimental music]

♪ ♪

[both speaking Hungarian]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[knock at door]

[knocking continues]

♪ ♪

[gunshots]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Everything all right?

Oh yeah, nothing.

Why did we get called in
on a Sunday?

Apparently a Hungarian cop
iced a couple of people

in their apartment last night.

Government offices are buzzing
all over Budapest.

A cop?

[suspenseful music]

- Hey.
- Hey.

Great, everyone's here.

Our victims
are Juci and Ferenc Oláh,

killed in their home last night
in District 6.

The neighbors heard the
gunshot, looked out the window,

and saw a Hungarian National
Police officer

fleeing the scene.

Why are we getting involved?

The HNP Director
of Police Oversight

reached out to Washington,

asking for our investigative assistance.

And I just had a call
with the director himself.

What'd he say?

It was a
"good chance to assist

our host country's
counterparts."

In 2000, the Hungarian
National Police

had an embarrassing blemish
on its record

when a menu was discovered
for accepting bribes.

The London papers
called the HNP

"the best police force
money can buy,"

and our host has been
trying to quash

that reputation ever since.

They do not need a fresh stain
on their department.

I know Captain Agoston Manko
from there.

Worked a couple of cases
with him,

including the festival bombing
last year.

Yeah, I know him.

Not the most
pleasant personality.

That's an understatement.

I got a bad hit off him.

So everyone keep their heads
cool, stay professional.

We're walking into a
wasp's nest over there,

and we don't know where
the sting is coming from.

I have a rapport with him.

Happy to run lead on this
since Forrester's gone.

Or you can.

Not that you need
my permission, of course.

No.

You should, absolutely.

You're gonna be
a boss yourself one day,

and this will be
a good opportunity

to get some experience
under your belt.

Great.

Let's roll out.

[indistinct chatter]

David?

You're Ben Erdos's
partner, right?

I'm Jamie Kellett.
We met at Zizi's.

Ah, yes. Yes, of course.

Uh, FBI.

Uh, Oversight bring you in
to assist our investigation?

They did.
Hey, have you seen Ben?

I haven't been able
to reach him.

He hasn't been here today.

I tried to phone him, text him,
but he hasn't answered.

He's scheduled to work?

This is all hands on deck.

Right.

Thank you.
- Hey.

He's been acting, uh--

how--how do you say, uh--

What, off?

Detached.

Cold, closed.

It's not like him.

I have to--
- Yeah, of course.

Captain Manko.

Agent Vo.

We were told you could
use our assistance.

I want to make it clear
that right now,

we only have
an eyewitness account

pointing a finger at HNP
officer leaving the scene.

We don't know
if that's accurate

or if the perpetrator
could have been an imposter

wearing a similar uniform.

To what gain?

To make my department
look bad,

to throw us off the scent--

I can think
of a number of reasons.

But whatever is
the explanation,

I will have the answers soon.

Can we see the crime scene?

Of course.

I'll escort you myself.

♪ ♪

We'll need ballistics
of the bullets

found in the bodies,
shell casings,

or if any bullets
exited the bodies

and embedded in the walls.

Of course.

Also, I suggest that you
inventory everyone's firearms,

do a round count,
perform gunshot residue tests

on all of your officers.

We can call in an FBI forensics
team, the best in the world.

They can be here
in seven hours.

Our crime scene technicians
can handle it.

The husband, Ferenc Oláh,

was working for Gedeon
Architects here in Budapest.

From the proposals and RFPs
left out on the desk,

it looks like his
firm was recently named

a finalist to build a new
football stadium in Debrecen.

Contract's worth
nearly a billion U.S.

Uh, the wife, Juci Oláh--

she worked for a charity
organization, Toolbox.

They uh, they build houses
for the poor.

Like Habitat for Humanity?

Yes.

Maybe we should look into her.

For her charity work?

Corruption is corruption.

Shouldn't we
exhaust all leads?

Absolutely, we should.

♪ ♪

[speaking Hungarian]

She heard a noise that
sounded like gunshots.

And then?

[both speaking Hungarian]

She looked
through the peephole

and she saw clear as day
a police officer

standing at the neighbor's
door.

But that was very fast
for the police to arrive.

[speaking Hungarian]

Then she saw the officer
hurry away,

and she thought that
was strange behavior.

What happened next?

[both speaking Hungarian]

She went to check on
the neighbor's apartment,

because she has a key.

What I saw in there
was horrible.

Those poor, poor people.

They were so nice.

Who would do this?

We're going to find that out.

[speaking Hungarian]

She has a brother who works
in the Hungarian parliament,

but she wasn't sure
if the police could be trusted

after what she saw.

Thank you for your time.

[speaking Hungarian]

Nothing from the rest
of the neighbors.

Either they were sleeping
or didn't see or hear anything

at the time of the murders.

Nothing looks stolen
from inside.

None of the desk drawers
were forced,

jewelry and money
untouched in the bedroom.

This was a professional hit.

That looks like
a surveillance camera

above that shop.

Maybe the video will
show us something.

Good eyes.

Let's check it out.

[energetic electronic music
playing]

Good morning.

English? Ah, good.

You want guitar,
bass, maybe drums?

Nah, we're with the FBI,

helping out
the Hungarian police.

You have a camera out front.

What?

Your camera out front.

Ah, yes. Camera, yes.

Does it record?

I'm not the owner.

Do you have a monitor

where you can see
what's on the camera?

What?

I need to know
if your camera records.

There's some equipment
out back.

I never use it.

Mm-hmm.

[music resumes]

Surprisingly current.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

Hey, you mind
if we take this?

Shout, shout,
knock yourself out.

Who's that?

Parents of the deceased,
Ferenc Oláh.

May I?

Mr. and Mrs. Oláh,
do you speak English?

I'm Cameron Vo
with the United States FBI.

We're investigating
last night's tragic shooting

alongside the
Hungarian National Police.

And I would just like to say

that I'm very sorry
for your loss.

- The United States?
- Yes.

We're based here in Budapest,
and we provide support

and expertise
to the police here.

But we don't understand.

Who would--who would do this?

We are working
to discover that.

Our son was a lion.

Honest, hardworking.

He never had trouble.

Is there anyone you can
think of who might have

been envious of his success?

Envious? No.

He had many friends. Many.

Could fill up this room.

Ferenc never hurt anyone.

He was--[sobs]
- It's okay, Enéh.

Be strong.

Anything you need from us,
we will give to you.

We must--we must help.

Thank you.

I'll update you guys
if we have anything.

In the meantime,
here's my card.

So if you think of anything,
anything at all,

please phone me.

Hey, Cam.
We got the video.

You need to see it right away.

Ben, you need to call me
as soon as you get this.

♪ ♪

What?

Despite your
personal feelings,

I'm assuming you'll
investigate this

with the same amount
of professionalism

as if it were any other case.

What are you talking about?

This is from the
music shop camera

at the time of the murders.

♪ ♪

That's your boyfriend Ben, correct?

I need an honest assessment
of your headspace right now.

To the extent
that you're owed one?

My headspace is, there's an
explanation to that video

that doesn't make Ben
a murderer.

Are you sleeping together?

And please don't say
that's irrelevant to the case.

Ben and I
have been intimate, yes.

But if you think I would
ever let personal feelings

interfere
with finding the truth,

you don't know me as well
as I thought you did, Cam.

Ben is our
number one suspect right now.

We have video evidence
he was at the crime scene

following the murders.

He has gone MIA
at the headquarters here.

He is not at home, and he
is not answering his phone.

- It looks bad.
- It does, yeah.

So we have to operate
under the theory

that Ben Erdos
committed these murders.

Do I think the man I'm seeing
is a cold-blooded killer?

No, I don't.

But that won't stop me
from finding the truth,

no matter what theory
you're operating under.

I will find the truth,
and I will do it objectively.

But I am not investigating it
from that angle.

Sorry, I won't.

[tense music]

[sighs]

♪ ♪

Our first priority
is to find Ben Erdos.

He was last seen
on surveillance camera

leaving the victims' home.

His current location
is unknown.

We must consider that
he is armed and dangerous.

Deadly force is on the table.

You good?

We need full access
to what cases

you and Ben were working on.

Maybe there's an explanation
on why he's unreachable,

or why he was
at the murder site.

From an old case?

Yes.

Uh, okay.

Uh, that's Ben's desk.

He's not the--
the most organized partner,

but he's very thorough.

You have authorization
to look through anything.

I don't believe Ben did this.

I appreciate that.

♪ ♪

How's Kellett?

[sighs] Probably regretting
her decision

to let me run lead
on this case.

But other than that,
she said she's good to go.

What do you say?

I have to take her
at her word.

Cam, this is a heated case.

A lot of eyeballs.

Regardless of how you feel
about Jamie

as a friend and colleague,
protect yourself--

and her.

Because that protection
might come in the form

of pulling her
off this investigation.

- You're Agent Vo?
- Yes.

I brought Ben Erdos
an informant

about five months ago.

A drug pusher, lowball dealer
in the Fundai Mafia.

- Hungarian mob.
- That's right.

- You turned him?
- Yes.

I thought if you're
looking for a different way

to reach out to Ben,
maybe go through Gaspar.

Captain Manko waved me off,
so I'm coming to you.

That's a good thought.
Where can we find him?

Béla Gaspar.

These are my friends
Vo and Raines with the FBI.

Oh, man.
[speaks Hungarian]

We need to know how would
you reach out to Officer Erdos

when you had
information to sell.

Or we can publicly arrest you,
put you in a marked unit,

and march you right in front
of the HNP headquarters'

front door so all your friends
will know

you're working with the police.

[sighs]

Erdos gave me a number.

I send 999 text, we meet.

- Where?
- Széchenyi Bath.

We share information
in the sauna.

That way no--

Send him a 999 text now.

Tell him you'll
meet him there in 30 minutes,

and you've got information
that'll help

get him out of this mess.

What mess?

Just do it.

♪ ♪

Unlike Captain Manko,
I'd like to bring

Ben in without gunfire.

Let's spread out.

♪ ♪

- [speaking Hungarian]
- Sorry.

[gasps]

Shh, shh.

It's me, it's me,
it's me, it's me.

You need to give me
a minute to explain.

- I can't do that.
- Jamie, please.

Everyone thinks you shot
and killed an innocent couple.

I know.

I realized that
when I heard the radio call

go out that they were murdered.
But I'm being set up.

You should have
contacted someone.

- I don't know who I can trust.
- You can trust me!

Think of the position
you're putting me in.

I can't look the other way.
- I know.

I know, all right?
I'm sorry. I just--

They have a video of you
leaving the crime scene.

No. No.
Not at that time.

So you were there?

I met Ferenc Oláh
because the Fundai Mafia

warned him to back off
of his bid

for the soccer stadium.

They have their own person
they want to win that contract.

Is it documented?

Yes.

Yes, there's a case file
on my laptop.

I called it "Zold"
to make it private.

It will confirm
why I met with Ferenc Oláh,

and the metadata will show
that I created it

prior to our interview.

The video shows you leaving
the scene after the murder.

When I left at 8:00 p.m.,
the couple was still alive.

I assured them that
I would investigate.

Does the video
have a timestamp?

Yes, you leaving much later.

Then it's true.

What's true?

Another case I was following

led to Fundai Mafia
accounting books.

I found this payment
made by a corrupt banker

to a router that links
to an HNP credit union,

but it didn't reveal
the account number.

Do you see?

Someone inside the HNP
is on the Mafia's payroll

and is framing me.

They changed the timestamp.

- Who?
- [chuckles]

There is an Officer Nagy,
works in Organized Crime.

She led us here.

- Also my captain.
- Manko?

When I told him
about the accounting books,

he wanted to see them.

He said he would send
them to Oversight

but he never did,
and I couldn't

find the books in the office.

And now this.
- Okay, fine.

Come in under FBI protection.

We will keep you safe.

All this time in Budapest,
you still don't understand

how Hungary works.

There will be no protection.

[suspenseful music]

He's here!

[lights buzzing]

[grunting]

Kellett!

♪ ♪

- What happened?
- Ben was here.

He rigged the lights to create
a diversion and get away.

- Did he say anything to you?
- Yes.

That he was innocent.

That someone inside the HNP

is working for the Fundai Mafia
to frame him.

And he just got away?

Look, if you're not up
for catching him, just say it!

My head is fully in this!

Quit questioning that!

♪ ♪

I want you to know
I don't think Ben did this.

I think he was set up.

And that's not girlfriend me
talking, that's FBI me.

I looked him in his eyes,
and I believe him.

If I'm right,
then we're wasting time

while the real killer
plots something else

or covers his tracks.

Look, a payment was made
from the Fundai Mafia

to someone in the HNP.

Ben says he found that payment
in an accounting book

that has since disappeared.

If he found it,
then we can too.

And if we can track
that payment to the recipient,

then we can find out
who here is framing Ben.

I'll be honest,
Vo isn't really seeing

eye to eye with me on this.

So if you're not, either,
I won't hold it against you.

I'll help look into it.

Great.

But if you're wrong
about him,

I won't hesitate
to bring him down.

You said Ben mentioned a
"Zold" file, or "Green" file?

There's no file named that
on his laptop,

or anywhere
on the HNP database.

Okay, well, then maybe--

There's no file
that references Ferenc

or Juci Oláh named anything.

It doesn't exist.

- Ben lied to you to get away.
- Captain.

This glass was taken
from the crime scene.

It has Ferenc Oláh's blood
on it,

and it also has a fingerprint
that matches Ben Erdos.

We've had an officer
stationed at Erdos's flat

just in case
he showed his face.

They just reported gunshots.

It's only five blocks
from here.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[sirens wailing]

[gunshot]

- Kellett.
- Upstairs.

- Are you shot?
- I don't think so.

- You okay?
- Yeah. I'm okay.

♪ ♪

All clear.

No sign of Ben Erdos?

Who is this?

I was watching the flat
when I heard gunshots.

I raced up the hall.

A man was fleeing
the apartment.

I--I didn't get
a good look at him.

Was it Ben?

I can't be sure.

Can't, or you don't want
to identify your partner?

I don't know!
I--it could have been him.

I tried to get my gun up,
but before I could, he...

[suspenseful music]

You have to come in now.

David has just been shot.

If you're lying to me,
I swear to God

I will put the bracelets
on you myself.

You're off the case, Jamie.

- What?
- Go home.

- You're benching me?
- Yes.

This is how
you run lead on a case?

Well, then let me tell you--
you're not ready yet.

♪ ♪

[line trills]

[phone rings]

- Jamie.
- Hey.

I don't know what kind
of power trip

Vo thinks she's on right now,
but she's out of her mind.

- Jamie--
- I gave her an inch,

and she taking
the whole damn mile.

- Jamie!
- What--I'm calling you

because I need someone
with actual experience

looking over the case
since Forrester's MIA.

She's in way over her head,

and there are actual lives
on the line, including mine.

Are you ready
to listen to me now?

Go ahead.

I think you are too close
to the suspect in this case

to see things clearly.

I think you should do
as Vo asks,

go home, cool down,

and let this investigation
run its course.

Jamie?

♪ ♪

Here's Erdos's laptop.

Thank you.

You sure you know
what you're doing?

I was taught that
when everything

is breaking against you,

you have a plan,

and you don't let anything
distract you from that plan.

Keep your head down,

do the work, plow forward,

and if you're sure
you're right,

you trust that feeling.

Smart.

You get that from Forrester?

No.

From watching you.

♪ ♪

[knock at door]

[knock at door]

You're not benched.

I just made a show
of taking you off the case

because I want you working
without HNP's knowledge.

The files
not on Ben's computer?

The one he marked "Zold"?

Raines saw that it was there--

or used to be there,

only it had been erased
since the murder.

So that would take
someone inside the HNP

with access to their system.

So unless Ben was hiding
in the air conditioning vent,

I don't think it was him.

And plus,
murder at his apartment?

Fingerprints on a glass?

Are you really gonna
date someone that sloppy?

So you want the HNP
to think I'm standing down

while I investigate them?

Correct. Here's Ben's laptop.

Find out who erased the file,
who's framing him.

I have to get back to work.

We're trying to identify
the body in Ben's apartment,

see how it fits in.

And Raines is working on
the accounting payoff angle.

Cameron.

I made a statement back
at the crime scene--

Get back to work already.

Why aren't you
at the hospital, Officer?

Because I want to catch
the man who shot me.

If that's my partner, then--
then so be it.

But I'm not resting, sir,
until I bring in the shooter.

The body
in Erdos's apartment--

Ottó Bognár.

Another bidder for the soccer
stadium contract in Debrecen.

He had an anonymous text
on his phone luring him

to Erdos's apartment.
- A second bidder?

Yeah, and check this out.

Nandor Kis is the third bidder.

You're not gonna believe this.

His uncle is Szilveszter Kis,

high-ranking lieutenant
for the Fundai Mafia.

- Okay.
- Two bidders eliminated.

Only one left, with what
I would consider strong ties

to the Hungarian mob.

You think they paid Ben
to kill these people?

It happened in New York.

Caracappa and Eppolito.

Two NYPD detectives
performed dozens of hits

for the Gambino crime family.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[phone buzzes]

Ben.

You have to believe me,
Jamie, I'm innocent.

I wasn't even
at my apartment today.

I've been trying
to clear my name,

but I'm sinking in quicksand.

I have your laptop.

You believe me?

The file you opened
for the Oláhs?

Someone inside the HNP
erased it.

You believe me now?

Jamie?
- Yes.

Okay. Thank you. Look, Jamie--

Tell me exactly how
someone could erase

a file that you originated.

They would have to have
access to my RMS account

using Wi-Fi at headquarters.

They would also need
to have my password

and a two-party verification
code texted to my phone.

♪ ♪

David?

What are you doing here?

I was about to ask you
the same thing.

Yeah, but why here?

I only texted Ben.

You're shocked
we're monitoring

a dirty cop's phone?

Then I assume
the rest of the department

is right behind you.

Call out to them.

You were the one
cloning his phone.

You were the one
with access to his laptop.

You were the one
who could erase the file

from inside HNP headquarters.

And you were the only one
on scene at Ben's apartment

when the second murder
took place.

The body armor
was a nice touch.

What'd you do,
shoot the vest, then put it on?

♪ ♪

Hey, I'm not--

Shut up!

[tense music]

[speaking Hungarian]

You framed me.

The Fundai Mafia wanted
to cut you in, but I said no.

Better to make you
the fall guy.

Why?

Because I knew you would
never take the bribe.

You're too decent.

What now?

You kill me here?

An arrest gone awry.

This bitch caught
in the crossfire.

It'll be--

He's not
the only one I texted.

♪ ♪

We got it?

Yes.

Light him up, Raines.

Say the word.

Drop the gun, David,

and you can still
live through this.

Blind him.

♪ ♪

[officer speaking Hungarian]

How long have you been
working for the Fundai Mafia?

Two years.

I, um...

I started out making sure
they wouldn't, uh--

I would tip them off
to police activity.

You son of a bitch.

Go on.

The money got
better and better.

I--I gave them a few files
on their rivals.

Why Ferenc Oláh
and Ottó Bognár?

The Mafia
wanted that contract.

Neither Oláh nor Bognár
would submit.

Ben was investigating
another case,

and I knew he was close
to figuring it all out.

So you kill Oláh and Bognár
for the Mafia,

you pin the whole thing
on your partner,

their guy gets the billion-
dollar stadium contract,

and you get to keep
being their rat.

Yes.

[crying]

When we collected
the music shop video,

we handed it to him.

He manipulated the timestamp
to make it look like

you were exiting
after the murders.

He also planted
your fingerprint

on the glass at the scene
for the crime lab to find.

He had you pinned in.

But he didn't factor in
the FBI's tenacity,

even when all signs
pointed my way.

No, he didn't.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Thank you.

For everything.

[laughs]

One thing they don't
teach you at the academy--

how to stay awake
for days on end without sleep.

Oh, that's easy.

Middle drawer, snacks.

Bottom drawer, caffeine.

And when the case is over and
you're ready to celebrate...

[drumroll]

What? What? How?

Oh!

Okay, I just got
off the phone with Forrester.

Washington was very pleased
with our efforts here.

The director of the HNP spoke
to the director of the bureau

to commend us, and Scott
was able to reference

this case in his presentation
to the other legats.

I told him how solid
you were on this one.

He'll make sure everyone knows.

- Team effort.
- Well, in that case,

I'm buying breakfast
at Lang Bistro.

I was hoping for a medal,
but I'll take brekkie.

Start without me.

I gotta take care
of something first.

- Awesome job, girl.
- Thanks.

Think you're up to be a boss
full-time one day?

Hmm.

Hell yeah.

♪ ♪

Oh, hi.

You just gonna go
right back living there

after a guy
was murdered inside?

Sure, why not?

I didn't kill him.
[chuckles]

Uh-oh.

I know that look.

I think we should
cool things off for a bit.

What?

Why?

You didn't trust me.

What do you mean?

I told you I'd protect you,
and you didn't trust me.

What, at the baths?

Yes, at the baths.

Jamie, I just wasn't sure--

You rigged the lights
before I got there,

which means you thought
about it ahead of time

and you didn't trust me.

I was innocent, Jamie.

And I never doubted that,

but you didn't believe in me
enough to know that was true.

You didn't trust me enough
to tell me anything

about the corruption
you discovered from the jump.

You left me scrambling
to defend you,

putting my job on the line,
instead of confiding in me.

And that's not how I operate.

Not professionally,
and certainly not personally.

I have a really small
circle of trust, Ben.

Once you step outside of that,

it's damn near impossible
to get back in.

Come on, Jamie.

Jamie!

♪ ♪

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[wolf howls]