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[all scream]

Three months ago, General Lenkov's entire family

was struck down by a drone strike.

And he blames America.

Which makes for one hell of a motive to strike back.

[taser crackles]

An American has gone missing in Rome--

David Laporta, CEO of a top industrial engineering firm.

I believe that David Laporta was taken because

he knows how to destroy the things that he builds.

Hey, what do you got?

Based on intel from Agent Scola,

the C-4 is likely to be used in New York City.

Nina, I think you should sit this one out.

I just don't feel comfortable putting you and your child

in the line of fire. - But she can come with me.

I promise she won't go in.

[tense music]

He's gone.

He must've given up what he knew.

[gunshots]

[groaning]

Just help me. - You'll be okay.

[panting]

Nina. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Scott, Nina's down. Get over here with the car now.

Jubal, Jubal, help me.

Find the nearest hospital now.

Keep watch.

Is it bad? Is it bad?

Shh. You're OK. Look at me, look at me.

You're OK. Listen to me.

You're OK. You're OK. - Yeah. Yeah. OK.

How far? Do you have one?

Hospital's three miles away.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[tires screech]

♪ ♪

- Come on. - [groaning]

Pressure on the wound.

Directions for the hospital.

♪ ♪

I got you. I got you. Go, go, go, go, go!

♪ ♪

- You're gonna be fine. - Don't let me die.

You're OK. Listen. You're OK.

Yeah.

Hang in there. Hang in there.

You keep those eyes open, kid. - Yeah.

[grunts] - How much further?

We're almost there. Mile and a half.

♪ ♪

- Jubal, Jubal. - Yeah?

I need you to tell Scola something.

OK.

Tell him we're going to be OK.

Me and the baby. - I know. I know.

Tell him-- tell him we'll be OK.

Nina, Nina, hang in there. We're almost there. I know.

- Tell him... - Nina, Nina.

Stay with me. Nina! Stay with me.

Listen to my-- Nina, open your eyes!

How is she? Is she still--

Get us to the damn hospital!

♪ ♪

Hello? Hello? Hello?

[speaking Italian]

- [speaking Italian] - Please. Hurry.

Please. Thank you.

[all speaking Italian]

♪ ♪

[groaning, panting]

♪ ♪

[speaking Italian]

Listen to me. [speaking Italian]

Everything. Thank you.

♪ ♪

It all happened so fast. We should have waited.

We should have--

we should have gotten more backup from the Italians.

There was no time,

and--and they were not going to cooperate.

We did what we did.

Uh, hi. What do we know?

She lost a lot of blood,

but it appears none of her major organs were damaged.

OK. So she's going to be all right?

More like she stands a chance.

Like I said, she lost a lot of blood.

Right. What about the baby?

We have a heartbeat,

but there's been lots of trauma.

We'll do everything that we can.

OK. That's good.

Look, Nina is strong, and she is going to be--

she's going to be OK.

You know what? Why don't you go back to work?

Keep moving forward.

Lenkov and his crew sure as hell are.

Yeah, we'll search the house,

see if these bastards left anything behind.

Yeah.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

I thought it was Jubal coming out of the tunnel

and they just started firing.

I know.

It's not your fault, OK?

It's not your fault.

♪ ♪

[breathes shakily]

♪ ♪

I think I have something.

Not sure what, but it's a bunch of numbers and letters.

- It looks like a tail number. - Yeah.

[distant thumping and voices]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

What the hell are you doing?

That is my question for you.

Excuse me?

You come into this villa, in my city, in my country,

and shoot everyone in sight?

How do we even know that they're involved?

David Laporta is dead in the basement downstairs

because you didn't provide resources.

And one of my teammates is in the damn hospital right now!

So what more do you need?

♪ ♪

[phone rings]

- Hey. - Hey. It's me.

So listen, I have some bad news.

I know. I just got off the phone with Forrester.

This is terrible.

Are they giving you any update on her condition?

Well, she's alive, the baby's alive,

but the prognosis is unclear.

The doctors are doing everything they can.

But they don't know much yet.

She's strong, so she's going to pull through.

Exactly. So I'm going to stay here.

I'm going to manage the doctors,

make sure she gets the attention that she needs.

No, no. I need you back here in New York.

Forrester found a notepad in the villa

with a tail number on it.

And Lenkov flew into Teterboro early this morning,

which means this terror event is imminent.

I need all hands on deck, especially yours.

Look, I cannot leave Nina here alone.

Agreed, which is why I already talked to Forrester.

He's staying in Rome until she recovers.

[sighs]

[soft dramatic music]

OK, OK.

What about--what about Scola? Have you talked to him?

Uh, no. I'm going to call him now.

I don't think it's a good idea.

Sorry?

Scola is working undercover,

and he is under a tremendous amount of pressure.

Nina's the mother of his baby.

He has a right to know that she got shot.

No, of course. Of course he does.

But maybe just not right this second.

I get what you're saying, but

that is a hell of a thing to withhold from somebody.

It is.

Except when that someone is your only nexus

to an imminent, large-scale terror event.

Look, like it or not, we cannot lose Scola.

And if we break the news to him,

who knows what the hell he might do?

And even if he doesn't abort the operation,

he will be emotional and erratic.

It's too dangerous. - It feels wrong.

I know it does.

But that doesn't mean it is.

[sighs]

♪ ♪

It's OK. Don't worry.

I was very careful. We're safe.

♪ ♪

Quick update.

We now know the leader of the operation

is a top military figure from Belarus,

General Stanislau Lenkov.

He is close to Putin

and apparently highly engaged in the Ukraine situation.

♪ ♪

So what actually happened in Rome?

♪ ♪

What do you mean?

Did we find Laporta?

Right. Yes.

Uh, we did, but he was dead.

They tortured him and then killed him.

Why?

What's Laporta got to do with any of this?

We think that Lenkov was trying to attack

one of Laporta's buildings or infrastructure projects,

and he was probably looking to get some inside information.

Oh.

Anything else?

We do know that Lenkov is now in the tri-state area.

He flew in on a G5 early this morning.

[exhales deeply]

This thing's going down soon.

Right, so we need to dial up your approach.

You need to work your way up that food chain

as fast as humanly possible.

OK.

♪ ♪

Oh, when's Nina coming back from Rome?

Uh, you know, I'm-- I'm not sure yet.

♪ ♪

You're not sure if he's willing to meet?

But what does that even mean?

We've been talking about this for three weeks.

I know, I know. I'm trying to make it happen,

But these guys operate on their own schedule.

Are you saying I should find another buyer for my C-4?

No.

I think my guy is interested,

but he doesn't tell me too much.

Set up a meeting. Let me talk to him.

I'll try.

But these dudes are hard to figure out.

What dudes?

The ones my boss is working with.

They're from Europe.

The scary part where they drink lots of vodka.

Good.

You have any clue what they're planning on doing?

[suspenseful music]

Look, man, I'm not stupid.

These people are looking to buy C-4.

That means that they want to blow something up.

Now, I don't need to know what,

but I wouldn't mind knowing where and when

so I'm not out walking my dog when this goes down.

♪ ♪

I'll be in touch.

See what I can do.

♪ ♪

That son of a bitch is useless.

I keep asking to meet his boss. He keeps stiff-arming me.

Yeah.

It makes me think his boss has other options for that C-4.

Or Nico or his boss doesn't trust you.

We've got to find a way to solidify your cover,

convince Nico and his boss that you're legit.

Look, I'm trying, but--

No, we need a new approach.

Like what?

Like Remy Scott.

He's done a lot of undercover.

He worked that Chechen gang in Brighton Beach for six months.

Maybe he has connections to help move the needle.

♪ ♪

- Good to meet you, Scola. - Yeah, you too.

I've heard good things.

So Nico Sabalenka.

Doesn't ring a bell.

I'll reach out to my sources. - Appreciate that.

If you don't mind, I need this one quick.

There's a major terror event in the works.

Nico here, he's looking to buy C-4.

There's a good chance

the minute he gets his hands on this stuff,

this thing goes live.

I'll see if my fax machine still works.

Just messing with you, kid. I'll make some calls.

♪ ♪

[engine turns over]

♪ ♪

Good morning, folks. Glad to be back.

Missed your faces and your brains.

Let's catch up.

This terror plot seems to be escalating.

We believe Lenkov is now here in New York.

Presumably he and whoever else was on that plane

used fake passports to clear customs,

so goal number one is to find him,

goal number two is to find out who the hell he's working with,

and goal number three

is to figure out what their target is.

Now per Scola, we know one of the players is,

that's right, Nico Sabalenka,

who apparently is keeping his cards close to his vest.

Either way, we need more intel,

so pull out those speed shovels,

start digging, let's get ahead of this thing.

Yeah? Go to work. Hey.

Hey. Welcome back.

Listen, I just spoke with Forrester about an hour ago.

The doctors aren't saying much. There's no real news.

Yeah. Um...

you still think it makes sense to--

Yes. Yes, I do.

Listen, let's make sure that

no one around here finds out either, OK?

Yeah.

[phone buzzes]

It's Scola.

He wants to meet up.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

Hey.

Hey. How you doing?

- I'm good. - Yeah?

Just still trying to get some traction with Nico,

but it's taken longer than I expected.

Right. OK.

I just wanted to get your opinion on something.

- Yeah. - So the other day,

I was out with Nico, and four other guys were there.

All of them in the gang, you know.

And they started partying and doing coke.

What? You did a line to protect your cover?

I tried to simulate it, but they were all staring me down.

They were all strapped, so I--

Hey. Stuart, you were in danger.

Don't--don't worry about a 302, OK?

Consider it reported. Let's just forget it.

Thank you.

When did you get back to New York?

Uh, uh, an hour ago or something?

Nina stayed?

Uh, yeah, yeah.

She--she had to take care of some stuff

for us over there, so...

You know when she's coming back?

Um, I'm not--not sure.

Oh. 'Cause I keep calling her.

It just goes straight to voicemail.

I'm just trying to find out when she's coming back

'cause we actually have an appointment

with the OB-GYN next week, so...

Look, Stuart, I--

I got to tell you something. [men laughing]

Shh, shh.

♪ ♪

I think I've seen those guys before.

♪ ♪

OK. It's probably just me being paranoid.

♪ ♪

What were you saying?

Yeah, I was just going to tell you

you're doing a great job on this, you know?

I know you got a lot going on,

And, uh, I think you should just stay focused on the case.

Everything else will be fine.

[phone buzzes]

- Oh, it's good news. - Yeah?

Looks like Nico wants to meet.

All right. Go to it.

[sighs]

[heart monitor beeping urgently]

[tense music]

[Nina wheezing]

♪ ♪

Excuse me, sir. Sir?

Hey! My friend needs help now! Do you understand?

♪ ♪

[heart monitor beeping urgently]

♪ ♪

[all speaking Italian]

Hey, what's going on?

We need to operate.

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

Stuart, meet Theo.

Tell Stuart what you just told me.

I know your boy, Nico.

Yeah? He legit?

Nah, he's a low-level punk.

But he's dangerous.

Look, all I care about is meeting his boss.

That's my target.

I need to find out

who's actually looking to purchase all this C-4

he's been asking about.

C-4?

Why the hell is Nico looking for plastic explosives?

That's what I've been trying to figure out

for the past three weeks.

Anything else you can tell me?

More I know, more I can give.

Yeah, you're like Mother Teresa.

All you do is give.

We think Nico's working with some serious people

from Belarus and their military.

That means the people they're working with over here

are serious.

So Nico...

plus military people from Belarus...

plus serious people in New York with ties to Belarus

equals Andre Chernin.

Who's that?

He's a scary dude with lots of powerful connections

back in the motherland.

Sells coke, traffics girls.

He's got a club in Brighton Beach.

[slow techno music playing]

♪ ♪

What's up, baby?

[smooches]

The boy's smooth.

He's straight crazy.

♪ ♪

Vodka on the rocks.

♪ ♪

So is Andre here tonight?

♪ ♪

Yo, dude. I asked you a question.

♪ ♪

Yo, I asked you a question!

You've got three seconds to leave.

[tense music]

One! Two!

What the hell is going on here?

Alex, let him go.

You said you didn't want to talk to anyone.

I meant people that I don't know, not him.

Not Theo.

[tense music fades]

- Sorry, bro. - It's all good.

♪ ♪

I have a lot going on right now,

so my people get spooked pretty easy.

So the reason why I'm here

is I want to put in a good word for a friend.

Dude's name is Stuart.

I don't know anyone Stuart.

He's been trying to meet up with you

to discuss some business,

but your boy Nico keeps blocking his ass.

♪ ♪

You said the clock was ticking. You needed the results.

Came in too hot.

Are you really giving me notes

on how to be an informant?

For what it's worth,

I thought you did a hell of a job.

Well, at least someone around here appreciates my talents.

I appreciate results more. [phone buzzes]

Good news. That's Nico.

Andre wants to meet up, 30 minutes.

Unbelievable.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[over radio] I know you're busy,

so I'm going to get straight to the point, all right?

I've got access to large quantities

of military-grade C-4.

91% RDX, 5.3% adipate, 2.1% polyisobutylene.

All I need is 24 hours' notice.

Wow. So fast, huh?

[ominous music]

Tell me.

Where does someone like you

get access to all this high-grade military material?

♪ ♪

With all due respect, that's none of your business.

And you know Theo?

Yeah.

We used to do some work together.

Yeah. He says good things.

I'm going to ask you one more time.

Where is the C-4 coming from?

♪ ♪

I've got a connection at an Army base in New Jersey.

♪ ♪

Nice to meet you, Stuart.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Wait, wait, wait. What is that about?

Excuse me?

Well, Nico said you were a businessman.

Theo did too.

Here you are walking away for no reason.

♪ ♪

I have my reasons.

I don't trust you.

♪ ♪

[camera shutter clicks]

♪ ♪

The hell is that?

[over radio] I don't know, man.

He wasn't feeling you. Seems real nervous.

Like I've been saying, the guys we're working with,

they play for keeps.

Got Putin on speed dial, bro.

Shot a damn FBI agent over in Rome like it was nothing,

so Andre's being careful.

Wait, wait. What are you talking about?

They shot an FBI agent?

Look, I don't know the details.

All I know is they got into a shootout with the feds,

and they shot one of 'em.

♪ ♪

You guys know anything about that?

FBI agent getting shot in Rome?

No. We haven't heard anything.

OK.

Copy.

♪ ♪

Hey, Andre and Nico just walked away from Scola.

Well, you think they made Scola?

I have no idea.

They definitely don't want to do business with him.

Which means Scola's not the only game in town.

There's got to be other sellers in the mix.

OK. Let Nico walk.

We might need him later down the road.

But grab Andre.

We need to find out what he knows.

OK. On what charge?

Conspiracy. Just grab him now.

♪ ♪

Got eyes on Andre.

He's heading east on foot on Bridgewater Court.

Copy that. I'm headed north on 7th Avenue.

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

He made us. He's running!

♪ ♪

Hey!

[car horns honking] Stop!

♪ ♪

- [snarls] - [yelps]

[gunshots] - Let her go!

Drop the gun!

♪ ♪

Get out of the car!

Get out of the car!

♪ ♪

Go, go, go!

♪ ♪

The suspect is fleeing in a blue Volkswagen Passat,

headed north on 8th Avenue.

I'm in pursuit.

[car horn blares]

♪ ♪

[groaning]

OK, come on, let's get him out.

♪ ♪

Hurry up.

Hurry, hurry. Come on! Come on, come on, come on!

Let's go!

I keep telling you I don't know anything.

I haven't met General Lenkov.

This is a waste of time. I'm innocent.

Innocent people don't shoot FBI agents.

Hey.

Oh. Hey, guys.

I'll take it from here.

Bruce Ellis, State Department.

Orders to remand the prisoner into my custody.

We need to talk this over with our boss.

Talk what over? You see the paper.

I did, and they look amazing.

But we're not going to release him into your custody

until we talk it over with our boss.

OK. Will do.

The ADIC is on board.

He has agreed to collaborate with the State Department.

Uh, OK. I'm not sure what that means.

That means we need answers and fast.

According to the ADIC, there is a lot of chatter,

and it is louder than we thought

and bigger than we thought.

Word is the planned event is on the scale of 9/11.

I-I don't get it.

I mean, I know the terrorists are looking for C-4,

and that can do a lot of damage, but not that much.

Yeah. I'm just repeating what he said.

I'll circle back after the interrogation.

No, I'll-- I'll go with you.

I'm good.

But like I said, I'll keep you in the loop.

OK, just please.

ADIC said collaborate, not hand over.

I should--

Agreed.

ASAC Valentine will go with you.

I know this case is important to you,

but you might be better off staying outside.

I can be helpful.

I know more about the case, about the players--

I'm not sure that matters.

I'm gonna ask three questions.

Who's in charge, what's the target,

when's the bomb going off,

and he's gonna give me the answers

one way or the other.

[door clicks]

[suspenseful music]

So I'll say this one more time.

It's in everyone's best interest

for me to interrogate this punk Andre by myself.

Agent Ellis, I'm telling you I'm not gonna get in your way.

You're not hearing me.

You don't want to be a part of this.

Trust me.

[panel beeps and chimes]

[door clicks]

[sighs]

♪ ♪

I keep telling you...

I don't know anything about C-4 or any bomb.

I don't know anything, you understand?

I know that's what you keep saying.

Thing is...

I don't believe you. - [chuckles softly]

Well, that's your problem.

No.

[chuckles softly]

That's your problem.

♪ ♪

[loud thump]

[Andre screaming]

I don't know anything!

♪ ♪

[Andre screaming]

[panel beeps and chimes]

Hey!

What the hell are you doing?

Get the hell out of here!

I told you to wait outside! - No.

You can't do this.

Let me in. Let me in!

Open the door! You cannot do that!

You don't tell me what I can and what I can't do!

I do not care how many lives are at risk.

This is not OK. - You want answers?

This is how we get them.

You want to save lives,

or do you want to protect the lives of terrorists?

Agent Ellis, this is not how we do things!

You need to stand down--

Whatever is happening here is outdated!

[overlapping arguing]

This man needs to be interrogated properly.

[Andre gasping] No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no!

[groans in frustration]

Get me a towel! Get me that towel!

[tense music]

Andre, stay with me.

Stay with me.

You have medical in the building?

Hey, call medical!

Hey, Andre!

Hey, Andre! Stay with me!

Andre!

He's dead.

[low ominous music]

♪ ♪

This punk was our last chance to find out

what the hell is going on,

and now he's dead because you had to be a hero.

♪ ♪

If that bomb goes off, it's on you.

♪ ♪

So the suspect is dead because he committed suicide.

[sighs] Yeah.

Obviously, he was terrified of the people he was working for,

so he figured this was his best way out, I guess.

[clears throat]

And he was able to do this

because you and Ellis got into an argument?

There is a line that we can't cross.

I agree. I do.

But where that begins and where it ends?

♪ ♪

We are back to square one. [sighs]

I don't know, maybe we can put Scola back under.

No, that ship has sailed.

All we have is Andre's phone

and police is working on that now, so...

Well, if he's not going back under,

we've got to tell him what's going on.

[sighs]

[door clicks] - What the hell is going on?

I just talked to Forrester, and he told me what happened.

That Nina got shot.

♪ ♪

I had to hear about this from Nico?

You couldn't tell me that?

The hell is that?

I was just trying to protect you.

Protect me from what?

I know how much pressure you're under.

I didn't want you to feel overwhelmed.

You do not get to make that decision.

You do not decide what I might do or how I might react.

You're wrong.

I actually do.

In fact, that is my job, to make those kinds of decisions.

And based on everything that was going on,

withholding that information felt like the right call.

Thousands of lives are at stake.

So as awful as this might sound,

it isn't just about you.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

[sighs]

Hey, Stuart, look, I just want to tell you that I...

Look, I can't tell you how sorry I am.

Don't do that.

You lied to me.

You did what you did.

You can't buy it back now.

♪ ♪

- Everything OK with Scola? - Uh, yeah.

Well... guess I should tell you.

Nina was shot in Rome.

She's in critical condition.

Oh, my God.

[clears throat] We're all just--

we're all just hoping for the best, you know.

♪ ♪

Uh, you know where we are with Andre's phone?

Oh, yeah. Elise cracked it.

They need you back on the job.

All right, so these texts

confirm everything we've been talking about,

but this series of messages here,

it seems pretty clear who Andre's talking to.

- Mm. - Lenkov.

They talk about procuring C-4

here in New York,

they talk about imminent pain to America.

They even mention the name Kazimira,

which we know is the name of Lenkov's deceased daughter.

Unfortunately, that phone's been turned off.

Yeah. Surprise, surprise, it's a burner.

Right, but we can assume the person on the other side

of this text message chain is General Lenkov.

Sorry to interrupt.

I just got a call from the commissioner.

A woman was just kidnapped in the West Village.

He thinks it might be connected to Lenkov.

[tense music]

We got a call about an abduction 25 minutes ago.

Pulled video, ran facial rec.

Got a hit on the taller of the two men,

Alexander Sinsovich from Belarus.

Belarus is a small country with 9 million people,

but that doesn't necessarily mean it's connected.

Well, I already called the State Department.

Sinsovich is a known mercenary

with ties to General Lenkov and Russia,

so this isn't a coincidence.

What about Sinsovich? Is he a U.S. citizen?

No, and there's no record of him

entering the country either.

And the woman who was abducted?

How is she involved in all this?

Don't know.

Her name is Allison Green.

She's an HR exec in the West Village.

Do we have any other video from the abduction scene?

Do we know how they fled? Car, SUV?

No. Still working on it, though.

♪ ♪

OK.

You guys are the best of the best

at finding people who don't want to be found.

That's why you're here. We need your help.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Forrester, it's Scola. Just hoping for an update.

Just, uh, give me a call when you get a chance.

Thanks.

[police radio chatter]

Anything new?

All we know is two of Lenkov's boys grabbed up

a civilian named Allison Green, no obvious connection.

I heard about Nina. So sorry, man.

Yeah. We can't imagine what you're going through.

If there's anything you need...

Thanks. I'm--I'm good.

Not really.

I feel like I should be on a plane to Rome right now,

but there's nothing I can do.

Let's find these bastards.

So we have a general from Belarus who kidnaps

and kills an architect in Rome named Laporta.

He then comes to New York, buys plastic explosives,

and in the middle of all of that

decides to abduct an HR executive

named Allison Green?

Yeah. There's got to be a reason.

Looks like this little baby was sideswiped.

OK. Well, let's assume they park the getaway car there.

They throw Allison in the back.

Driver floors it, starts driving north,

whilst doing so, scrapes this car's driver's side mirror.

Possible.

A lot of crappy drivers in this city, though.

Would be nice to have some video.

Got a camera.

Angle's the right direction too.

[tense music]

All right. That's got to be the car.

Timestamp was exactly 34 seconds

after Allison's abduction.

Kelly, zoom in.

I'll run facial rec.

♪ ♪

Nico Sabalenka.

That's Scola's contact. Nico.

Maya, Nico Sabalenka's last known address.

Don't see anything listed, but he's on probation.

Let me track down his PO, find out what's going on.

Hurry, please.

In the meantime, let's start pulling video.

We know he was headed north.

We'll have traffic cams in that area, right?

Uh, Elise, let's ping his phone.

I just tried. It's shut off.

Nico's last known address is in Long Island City.

His work address in Brooklyn.

That's exactly where that maroon car is heading.

Just pulled two videos.

Got hits.

One on Stillwell Avenue, the next on 18th Avenue.

That's right in the heart of Brooklyn.

He could be headed to where he works.

Maya, I need the exact address of his place of work.

- 3236 17th Avenue. - Thank you.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Hey. You sure you up for this?

I'm not sure about anything right now, Tiff.

It's probably best just to keep moving.

OK, well, if you need anything, let me know.

Appreciate it.

Guys, I got eyes on the maroon car.

♪ ♪

[sighs] It's empty.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

No, I haven't seen Nico in a few days.

You want to be a little more specific?

One day, two days?

Two.

His car was parked right outside.

So? Doesn't mean I've seen him.

- Call him. - For what?

Tell him to come by and say you have something important

you want to talk to him about.

Look, I sell real estate.

I'm not looking to be a crime fighter or a rat.

We think Nico is working with terrorists, and if he is

and these guys actually pull off what they're planning,

I promise you with every bone in my body,

you will be the first person I arrest.

Like I said, I work in real estate.

I don't know nothing about this terrorist crap.

This building is vacant. Right?

So?

So then why are there people upstairs?

The target's in the penthouse.

♪ ♪

If I were you, I'd think hard and fast

about what comes out of your mouth next.

- Let's move. - Might be the difference

between living the rest of your life in freedom

or a federal penitentiary.

Who's upstairs in that penthouse?

[screams] Who's upstairs? - Remy.

I don't know their names!

I-I-I rented the place to some friends of Nico's

from Russia, I think.

Good. Now you're telling the truth.

We're gonna ask you one more time.

When was the last time you saw Nico?

20 minutes ago.

I saw him walking toward a van, a cargo van.

- What color? - Black.

- Make and model. - I-I don't know.

- Was there a woman? - Not sure.

I just saw him out of the corner of my eye.

Ah! What the hell? I told you everything I know!

Yeah, well, you took too long.

[handcuffs click]

Stay here and keep an eye on this prick.

♪ ♪

Eyes on Lenkov!

[automatic gunfire] - Take cover!

Shots fired!

[dramatic music]

- Stay back! - Go, go, go!

[all shouting]

Down.

- Fan out! - Move, move, move, move, move!

[automatic gunfire]

♪ ♪

[gunshots] - We got a runner.

OA, Tiff, you're with me.

Clear.

Let's get in position.

[shouts]

[both groan]

[grunts]

You're under arrest.

♪ ♪

Remy, there's a ladder over here.

Guys, Lenkov could be on the street.

I got him.

He's underneath the bridge.

Copy that. I'm heading that way.

♪ ♪

Lenkov!

[indistinct chatter]

I'm coming around again.

[kids and families chattering]

Lenkov!

♪ ♪

[crowd screams]

[tires screech]

[panting]

I lost him.

Last headed south. Black cargo van.

♪ ♪

[groans angrily]

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

Remy, I did a full sweep of the office,

and I found something that might be interesting.

But I don't speak Russian.

♪ ♪

We have choppers in the air looking for Lenkov

and have set up a containment.

♪ ♪

What's up?

I think I figured out what the target is.

Or should I say who?

The president of the United States.

"The president is vulnerable."

"The target remains the president."

"Project President is a go."

[tense music]

He's in town too.

He's supposed to give a speech

at the United Nations this afternoon.

♪ ♪

[wolf howls]