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The Jade box. You have it.

Liam sold it to me.

The same man who killed my brother killed your father.

A treasure hunter named Salazar.

This medallion we both wear is a promise,

to keep the treasure safe from men like him.

She kicked my ass.

The well at the Alamo.

Game on.

Jess!

There she is.

Have you got the package?

It's time to deliver it.

So if that third box isn't at the Alamo, where is it?

Alamo, Mexico.

There's this Mexican town called Viesca that used to be called "Alamo".

We just poked the bear. We have to watch our backs.

Billie will show no mercy.

That tea you're drinking?

It's laced with poison.

If you want the antidote, you'll tell me what I came here for.

Then this secret dies with me.

Judge Ramirez is sending over the arrest warrant. Good work.

- Now go get Valenzuela. - Sir.

- I don't know... - Ross.

We checked the witness out, he's credible.

He was Sadusky's nurse for two years.

Yeah.

You remember when I said I believed in you?

You can do this.

Thank you, sir.

Okay, uh, let's just, just take a minute

because, obviously, the adrenaline rush has gotten to your sane mind.

Jess, Oren and I are perfectly capable of going to Mexico.

How do you plan on getting the location of the box from Salazar?

Neither of you even speak Spanish.

But, Jess, let's be real.

If you cross the border, you can't come back.

Can't Ethan just do some lawyerly stuff?

There's gotta be something for emergencies.

There is.

For me to legally leave the country, I'd have to apply for advance parole.

It's called parole?

It's not like you're under arrest. Who is naming these things?

- Like, read the room. - Yeah.

And even if it gets approved,

a big "if", it could take months.

Salazar knows where that relic is.

And I'm not gonna let him stop me from finding that treasure

and proving my mom was right.

But how are you going to do that?

We have the same enemy.

Billie.

He's not gonna want her to find the treasure either.

I'm gonna make an alliance with him.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Well, you're not going alone.

Oh, we're gonna need some food.

It's a long drive to Mexico.

Tasha, Oren, I can't ask you guys to come with me.

Well, good, because we're not asking, either.

We're coming.

The FBI.

- What? - What?

Are they cleaning out your stuff?

No, they must have a search warrant.

- Jess, your suitcase! - No, no, no, there's no way.

I scrubbed everything.

There's no way they linked you to Graceland or the Governor's Ball.

Oh, god.

Jess, you're wanted for Peter Sadusky's murder.

What?

So he was murdered.

Why do they think you did it?

Let's not stick around to find out. Let's go.

All detainees remain in this room until called for your court appearance.

Hey, come on, man. Give me a break.

You wouldn't arrest Davy Crockett, would you?

- Hey, come on! - It's David Crockett.

- Just sit down. - He never called himself "Davy."

Nice costume.

Especially the authentic barrel knot in the cravat.

You know your stuff.

Only those who truly appreciate history care about its details, big or small.

Yeah.

Good luck hanging on to that ideology.

What are you detained for?

Me?

I'm just guilty of preaching the truth.

Nobody wants to hear the real history of the Alamo.

I do.

I delivered it.

You don't sound too happy.

I did what I was told.

Good man. Sending payment now.

Anything on the police scanner yet?

They're still cleaning out our apartment.

Oren, have you heard from Jess?

Really need to talk to her.

She really needs to talk to you, too.

Uh, I'm gonna go check on Oren.

What do you wanna talk about?

What did you need to talk about?

You first.

You don't need all these Nike boxes to go visit a supervillain.

Well, Jess has her treasure boxes,

I have "in case of" boxes.

"In case of hurricane."

"In case of the tornadoes."

Uh...

"In case of a zombie apocalypse."

It could happen.

And this is in case Jess ever needed to use that suitcase.

You sold a lot to get all of this.

Yeah.

I can't believe you did all this, Oren.

And burner phones.

You thought of everything.

I do listen to you, you know.

So yeah.

Liam's not the bad guy we thought he was.

I should have known Billie framed him.

Hey...

Did I miss the moment you've got the power to see all?

Come on.

Billie obviously framed you for Sadusky's murder,

and the FBI fell for it.

The FBI!

Liam was a victim, just like you were.

Yeah, but...

he could have died!

I wish I could tell him how sorry I am, but...

I have to go.

"Go"?

Go where?

There must be another well.

The well in the front courtyard is the only one.

Unless... you're talking about the original Alamo.

The original?

Everybody thinks the Alamo is named after the poplar trees.

Because the word poplar is...

- Alamos. - ..."alamos" in Spanish.

- Yes. - Right?

But the trees were planted

after the mission became what we know today.

All thanks to a couple of Spanish soldiers

who named the Alamo after their hometown in Mexico.

I love it.

I could sit here all day talking about this.

I know, Mexico...

sounds crazy.

You're gonna tell me not to go.

Two weeks ago, I would have said that.

But after everything we've been through, it's crazy to say "crazy."

I know you need to do this.

Okay, all packed up.

- You ready? - Yeah.

If you see Liam...

Don't worry, I'll catch him up.

Jess, I...

I want you to go find that treasure.

I'm gonna lawyer up and clear your name, okay?

We'll see each other soon.

Pinky swear.

Pinky swear.

Come on, Jess. Party bus is leaving!

Coming.

Oh, my god.

- Ross? - Mm-hmm.

There's someone here to see you.

Thank you.

I've known Jess my whole life.

There's no way she's capable of murder.

Sometimes, the people we think we know turn out to be different.

Look, you seem like a good friend,

but I have her confession on tape.

That treasure belongs to my family.

My father gave his life for it.

So did my son.

And you'll give yours, too, unless you give me that clue.

Are you threatening me?

That tea you're drinking?

It's laced with poison.

If you want the antidote, you'll tell me what I came here for.

Then this secret dies with me.

You wouldn't let that happen.

Wouldn't I?

That's why I'm having tea with your grandson next.

His apartment's just a little further down the road, isn't it?

It's a fake.

It's been analyzed by our experts.

Jess got a perfect score on her English ACT, first try.

It drove me nuts because I missed one question.

Usage error.

"Further" versus "farther."

The right word here is "farther"

since it's a physical, measurable distance.

But that's not what the fake Jess on your fake tape said.

So you're suggesting grammar as an alibi?

You've never heard of "let's eat grandma"?

You forget to put the comma in and Grandma's a goner.

Where did you get this?

It was Billie Pearce, wasn't it?

She's British.

They use "further" instead of "farther."

Actually, it wasn't Billie Pearce.

Then who?

Sorry, I can't divulge details of an ongoing investigation.

And you know that.

Fine.

Here's the file report.

They've identified the blonde woman on the USS Kidd for you.

Billie Pearce, and she was just arrested at the Alamo.

Jess.

I cannot believe that Jess lied to us about the Alamo.

She didn't lie to us about the Alamo.

Just which one.

Wait, there's a second Alamo?

Hi. Agent Ross, FBI, Baton Rouge Field Office.

You're the reason why they detained me for so long?

Must be a big case for you to come all this way.

Actually, it is. We're looking for a fugitive,

I was hoping you could help.

Her name's Jess Valenzuela.

I know you've had contact with her.

In fact, I have pictures of you and her

- at the USS Kidd. - You don't need to show me pictures.

I know who she is.

She approached me for some business advice

and I said she could shadow me for a few days.

But no good deed goes unpunished.

She's the reason why I got arrested.

So now she's a fugitive.

May I ask, what did she do?

She's a murder suspect.

Wow.

Seems like I dodged a bullet.

Good luck.

Do hope your next lead doesn't take you even further away from home.

This is it.

It's not too late, Jess.

Keep going.

Let's hope your name hasn't hit Interpol yet.

Passports, please.

Bienvenida a casa.

Go ahead.

What did he say to you?

"Welcome home."

What's up, baby?

Hey! Sorry, I missed you, but let me know what you need.

Hey.

I was really hoping to hear your voice.

Where are you?

Please, I need to know you're okay.

Been trying to call you.

I lost my phone.

Look, have you seen Jess?

Who has?

She missed her last four shifts.

Oh, and some guy named Ethan came by looking for you.

Did he leave a number?

No.

What is he, a manager or something?

What? No. Uh...

Look, I know it's not Friday, but I really need my check.

I gotta get a new phone. My old one took a swim.

Wow. You, uh... you really have no idea.

What?

Your little stunt in Graceland, it's all over the Internet.

All these people are here to see you play.

- Really? - Yeah, really.

I...

Got, I got, I got something more important to do, I'm sorry.

I'll give you a grand for one song.

Cash.

I...

I wanna try something I've never done before.

I, um...

I wrote this about someone that...

Well, I guess you can just hear it in the song.

♪ Wouldn't want nobody else ♪

♪ Calling me up late on a Friday ♪

♪ Talking all night long in the driveway ♪

♪ You could say my mind's made up ♪

♪ No, it didn't take much ♪

♪ Girl, you weren't a hard sell ♪

♪ First look, first word, and I fell ♪

♪ Knew I didn't want anyone else ♪

♪ Beside me ♪

♪ Besides you ♪

♪ Nobody turns that dial up quite as loud ♪

♪ And rocks me like you do ♪

♪ There's no finding a better view... ♪

How's this?

It's giving Rachel Maddow. I love it.

Okay, so prison visiting hours tomorrow are from 10 to 2.

Great.

My mom used to play this for me all the time.

This must be so hard for you, Jess.

Yeah.

It's weird.

It's like everything feels so familiar, but also not.

Em...

I speak English if that would be more comfortable for you.

Oh.

Sure.

I have the perfect blouse.

I'll be right back. Mm-hmm?

How did she know?

Your Spanish sounds pretty Spanish to me.

I guess I'm too Mexican for the US and too American for Mexico.

Hey, don't let her kill your vibe.

Okay?

We have to get our heads in the game. It's fine.

Here you go.

That's perfect, thank you.

Do you happen to know of any hotels nearby?

We're on a budget.

♪ Beside me ♪

♪ Besides you ♪

I wanted to talk to you in private.

Whoa, whoa. Hey, hey...

You were with that red-headed woman.

You helped her throw me in the river!

I... I saved you.

I pulled you out.

Come on, bud. Liam.

Liam, stay with me, bud.

Keep your eyes open.

Why did you save me?

Billie's gone too far.

I, I thought she'd just beat you up for the journal,

I didn't think she'd try to kill you.

And now she's framing Jess for the murder of your grandfather.

Wait.

My grandpa was murdered?

I gotta find Jess.

Let me help you find her.

Wait, you know where she is?

No.

But Billie will.

And that's why I came here today.

I think Jess is in trouble, but I know how we can help her.

"We?"

Forget it, man.

You were the mole all along.

I'd be an idiot to trust you.

Hey!

You might want this.

It fell out of your pocket when we loaded you in the SUV.

Sorry.

I didn't have a charger.

You did not just use your toothbrush to clean your shoes, Oren.

- This is my backup. - Mm.

Leading sneakerheads recommend brushing twice a day.

She couldn't have found us that fast, could she?

Never underestimate Billie.

- Oren. - Hey, relax, my dudes.

Hey.

Ethan.

What are you doing here?

And how did you find us?

And were you followed, Ethan? Hi.

Oren texted me, and no.

I've been super careful.

I even booked the flight with my buddy's miles.

I just figured we'd all be safer together.

We gotta watch our backs.

Billie made a deepfake.

Of what?

Incriminating Jess.

- Yeah. - Okay.

I'll see if I can access that audio file.

Billie Pearce made a very specific usage error in our meeting.

"Further" versus "farther."

That matches the one in the tape incriminating Valenzuela.

She's British.

And the British don't use "farther" at all?

- Right. - Okay.

What's Billie Pearce's motive here?

Everything I've found so far points to--

Points to what?

Points to a treasure hunt.

I know how that sounds.

But I believe Valenzuela's innocent.

You have a taped conversation.

That's as good as a confession.

Right, but if I could just request

- more time, I-- - I'm trying...

to help you out here.

I know what happened in DC.

I know you made the wrong call.

I know you don't wanna arrest the wrong person.

Valenzuela's guilty, we need to get her off the street.

Just get your career back on track.

Hey, you're talented, Agent Ross.

Find her.

Make the arrest.

That tea you're drinking? It's laced with poison.

If you want the antidote, you'll tell me what I came here for.

Well, at least this confirms Billie's really behind this.

Y'all, she has access to all of the new technology out there.

I mean, voice mimicry, deepfakes.

I mean, she could have Santa Claus saying he hates Christmas if she wanted.

That woman is ruthless.

That's it.

That's how we get Salazar to talk.

With the awesome but increasingly frightening power of technology?

I was gonna try to convince Salazar to align with me instead of Billie

but now I have a better idea.

I'm gonna use Billie as a threat.

Salazar killed her brother.

If she finds out where he is, she'll have him killed.

Unless Salazar tells you the location of the third box.

Well, let's hope he doesn't call your bluff.

So I couldn't find anything on Diego Salazar.

The man has zero digital footprint.

Yeah, there was nothing in his court records either.

No family, no previous record, no ID.

- Mm. - It's like he's a ghost.

Oh. One more thing.

I buy it.

Hey, look. Where is this guy going?

- Salazar has a visitor. - Must be someone important.

Really?

Where are you going, Salazar?

My father died in a fire.

- No. - Trying to get away from you.

No.

No, I got out of that fire.

I'm Rafael.

Your dad.

Your mom, Manuela, is my wife.

And you're my daughter, Jessita.

Really?

Because last time I checked, your name was Salazar.

No...

I got arrested for breaking into a bank,

but not to rob it.

They assumed I was Salazar.

But if you didn't know I was here...

you came to talk to Salazar.

You're on the treasure hunt.

I came here...

to confront the man who killed my father.

And you have the nerve to pretend to be him.

I'm not pretending.

♪ Sleep, precious child ♪

We used to sing that to you all the time.

It's from my mother's hometown.

Dad?

Yes.

It's me.

I see your mother gave you the obsidian relic.

She didn't give me anything.

How did you know about the relic in Viesca?

Why didn't you try to find us?

I couldn't.

I had to keep you safe from the real Salazar.

But I knew your mother will come around.

I'm glad she told you all of this.

She didn't tell me anything.

I don't understand.

Where is she?

She died last year.

Of cancer.

I should have been there.

Yeah, you should have!

But you chose to be here.

Under an alias, a thousand miles away from us.

We had no idea you were alive!

Jessita, I had no choice.

But you must understand,

this treasure is more important than any one person's life,

- mine or your mother's. - Really?

Because I was raised to believe that nothing is more important than family.

That's not true.

This treasure is thousands of years of lost heritage.

Your heritage.

My heritage.

The truth of Malinche.

Your mother believed it, too.

My mother never mentioned the treasure.

But she did tell me that you were a reckless good-for-nothing.

And I didn't believe her.

Jessita, you can't give up on the treasure.

You can still find it.

It was my duty. And now, it's yours.

You haven't listened to a word I've said.

Have you?

Look, I went to the well in Viesca.

The lapis lazuli relic was missing.

Treasure hunters got wind of it.

And then the Daughters of the Plumed Serpent moved it.

I've had 20 years to figure out where it was hidden.

Go to the place where the first Queen of Spain

met with Saint Jerome and passed notes.

I said I'm done!

That's enough!

And if you made it this far, then you're like me.

You don't quit, and you finish what you started.

You don't know me!

You're like me.

Yeah, you won't quit. You finish what you started!

Jessita, don't quit!

Finish what you started!

I can't believe your dad's been alive all these years.

I can't believe he never tried to reach you.

I can't believe I did exactly what my mom warned me against.

I blew up my life for the treasure.

Just like he did.

No, maybe I should just turn myself in for a murder I didn't commit

and get extradited.

What's the worst that could happen?

Consecutive life sentences?

Well, there's nowhere to go but up after that, right?

What about the treasure?

That treasure ruined my life.

Billie can have it.

Go ahead.

Jess, come on.

You can't quit now. You...

You've come too far.

No matter what I do or accomplish...

there's always this weight sitting on my chest.

Asking me if I'm living up to what my mom sacrificed for me.

And finding the treasure.

And bringing Malinche's truth to light.

I finally felt like I was honoring everything she gave up.

So what's changed?

I mean, yes, your dad turned out to be...

Everything my mom says he was?

Jess, listen.

Ever since you found that relic in the Masonic Lodge,

you've had a sense of purpose I haven't seen in you since your mom died.

If you ask me...

You were born to do this.

So we can do this, y'all.

We just need to find the place where, uh,

what did your dad say?

"The place where the first Queen of Spain and Saint Jerome met and passed notes."

Well, that's impossible. They never met.

Saint Jerome died in a monastery in Bethlehem in 420 CE.

And Queen Isabella wasn't born until 1,000 years later.

Okay, hear me out.

What if the two names are an anagram?

Oren's right.

- I am? - He is?

Not about an anagram.

My dad was probably talking in code because the guards could hear us.

So... he didn't mean Queen Isabella and Saint Jerome actually met.

"Met" means something else.

Met.

Meet, connect,

intersect?

Intersect. Yes, that's something.

An intersection, a place where two streets meet.

And Mexico City...

has a street named after Queen Isabella.

What about Saint Jerome?

No.

I'm sorry, not to repeat myself, but we are skipping lunch, yes?

Okay, you're ghosting me. I get it.

But that dance wasn't what you thought it was.

Listen.

I wasn't looking for a relationship.

I haven't been for a minute.

But since we started this treasure hunt, everything's changed.

I know we just met.

Like, I'm not crazy, right?

There's a pretty deep connection here?

Anyways, I know I'm rambling.

But can we please just finish what we started?

Find me.

Hey!

Sorry, I missed you, but let me know what you need.

Try "San Jerónimo." That's how he's known in Mexico.

Bingo!

And the two streets intersect.

What's that building on the corner?

That is the University of the Cloister of Sor Juana,

formerly the San Jerónimo Convent.

Best known for having been the home of a nun named Sor Juana in the 1600s.

Okay, Sor Juana wasn't only a nun.

She was also an accomplished playwright, poet.

And she was hailed by modern scholars as the first feminist in the New World.

So maybe she was a Daughter of the Plumed Serpent.

This has to be the place my dad was talking about.

Hiding a relic in a convent is the best hiding place.

What? All of the treasure-hunting conquistadors were dudes.

No men allowed in convents.

Hmm... Huh...

Can we eat now?

My dad said, "Go to the place where they met and passed notes."

Like secret notes, saying where Sor Juana hid the relic?

I don't think my dad was being literal.

Good point.

"Passed notes" could be a code for something else, too.

My family's pretty much the enigma code I'm always trying to crack.

As a child, Sor Juana spent most of her time in the library.

She taught herself Greek and Latin

and was even rumored to have corresponded with Sir Isaac Newton.

Almost everything in here could be a clue.

But by age 17,

Sor Juana was given a choice.

Marry a man or become a nun.

She chose God

and spent most of the remainder of her life in the convent.

She eventually amassed the biggest library in all of Spanish America.

She had a library.

It's the perfect place to hide a note.

But...

Sor Juana's feminist writings became a threat to the Church.

So she was ultimately exiled

and her writings were burned.

Fortunately, scholars have managed to recover some of her writings,

as well as some of the instruments she played.

Including the old organ in this chapel,

which was refurbished in the 1970s.

Now, if you would follow me.

Sor Juana played music.

"Passed notes."

Like, musical notes.

Secret societies like the Masons hid clues in plain sight.

But maybe the Daughters of the Plumed Serpent

hid a clue in plain sound?

Someone watch the door.

Mm.

On nun watch.

Think the relic's hidden inside the organ?

It's the only thing big enough.

Yeah, but where?

The nun said the organ was refurbished in the '70s.

What if the relic was found already?

Hold up!

Okay, we're clear.

Guys, this organ was played for hundreds of years.

If one of these notes sets off a secret compartment,

how could they make sure no one accidentally opened it?

Right.

That's why it would have to be a specific combination of notes.

A song that only the Daughters of the Plumed Serpent knew,

like Sor Juana.

Your mom's lullaby.

♪ Sleep... ♪

♪ Precious child ♪

Here, I got it.

Ten years of piano lessons. Sing that again?

♪ Sleep ♪

♪ Precious child ♪

♪ Sleep, precious child ♪

♪ Rest, my love ♪

Y'all? There is a...

There is a flock of nuns outside.

Well, stall them!

I can't lie! They're nuns!

Play it again.

They're coming!

♪ Sleep, precious child ♪

♪ Rest, my love ♪

What?

Whoa.

A secret compartment.

Anything?

Ah.

What is happening in there?

Who's playing the organ?

So, so you see?

My friends are just trying to find a clue

to an ancient treasure hidden by Sor Juana.

Okay. Um... Oh...

- Uh, don't keep me dancing, come on, hey. - Uh, uh, mm-mm.

Sorry, yup, okay.

What do you have there?

Thank you!

Gracias.

Um, what just happened?

I can't believe it.

Aztec, Incan, and Mayan.

We finally have all three of them.

So what are we doing just staring at them?

Jess, open them.

Okay. That's it.

Oh.

X totally marks the spot.

Yeah, but where is the spot?

Near a tree?

By the river?

What are these feet going in circle mean?

It's like it's written in code.

Another code? Are you kidding?

There's an X.

Well, I don't recognize any of those symbols.

I know you don't wanna hear this, but...

your dad probably knows how to read that map.

Hey.

I like the new song.

It's about Jess, right?

Look, let's make one thing perfectly clear.

I'm not here to be friends.

Okay.

I'm here because somehow,

in this messed up irony that is my life...

You're the only chance I have to save Jess.

End of story.

I think it might be better if we just get to know each other.

Two days ago, I thought you were my grandpa's nurse.

Now I learn you work for Billie?

I think I know you pretty well.

You can't be trusted.

I get that.

I get that.

But...

you gotta trust me, Liam.

I might need another beer.

Me too.

Okay. Wish me luck.

SANTIAGO APOSTOL PENITENTIARY

Calm down.

Jessita!

Well, look who came back from the dead.

We have to leave.

What happened?

I just saw Billie in the lobby.

What?

- What? - She must've figured out Salazar is here.

And now she's gonna see it's not Salazar, it's Rafael.

No, I gotta do something.

Jess, no.

I've seen that look before.

You're about to do something crazy and out of pocket.

Billie tried to drown Liam over a journal.

If she figures out it's my father in there,

she's gonna find a way to get him killed.

There's only one way to stop her.

You cannot be serious.

Jess, you can't do it.

I'm gonna break him out.

What?

I'm gonna break my father out of prison.