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- Previously on Limitless...
- BRIAN: Side effects may include...

Memory loss, extreme paranoia,
approaching psychosis.

Don't know exactly how long the
booster shot's gonna last.

You can't take NZT anymore.

Jarrod Sands and a group of
five or more other people

are holding Piper Baird.
We'll refer to them

as "The Legion of Whom."

He's got a whole supply of it.

You figured out that I'm the one

that's responsible for the flood.

I'm looking for Piper Baird.

Rebecca Harris.
Agent Adam Brewster, DEA.

He's our liaison for this investigation.

Brewster is one of them.

The NZT surge was just a smokescreen

to create chaos!

All those people he gave up...

They're Morra's people...

The people who were in Sands' way.

Brewster knew we'd bring
all the co-conspirators

to the CJC for questioning.

Rigged some type of explosive
device beneath their van.

It's a massacre.

So what the hell happens now?

(SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE)

NAZ: Two Corrections officers are dead,

one U.S. marshal, not to
mention the five people

who were working for Senator Morra,

who, by the way, is nowhere to be found.

BRIAN: I understand how bad things are.

They got a whole bunch
of people on their side

taking NZT, and they've got Piper there

to make the immunity shot for
them... you know, I'm just

thinking about what it is they want.

What they want is to keep things crazy,

so they can come and go as they
please while we chase our tail.

NAZ: We have activated
every law enforcement

agency in the city, and
we're still overwhelmed.

No, NZT or not, they kicked
our ass on our front yard.

If we think about what they want,

- then we'll probably get answers...
- I am responsible

for these lives, this
happened on my watch.

If you have something to say,
I'd like... I'm listening.

Okay.

If we think about what
they want, what they need,

it might point us in
the right direction.

It might show us some weakness

or something.

Motive. Fine. You got ideas?

BRIAN: So Sands has his own
team of super villains.

What are they up to?

First of all, you lot
rescued me from the FBI.

Cheers.

But let's not dwell on
our past successes.

We should talk about what's next.

I have some thoughts on that.

We should carry out part two
of our evil plan, obviously.

Do you know the premium on a contractor

who's willing to work
inside a dormant volcano?

BRIAN: Money.

Sands recruited his team from the ranks

of Morra's people. I mean, they
might have been doing fine,

but they're lieutenants.

They're not the main players.

So if they want to
change the world on NZT,

they're gonna need a lot of seed
capital to do anything big.

So, yeah, they need money,

and they need a lot of it, really fast.

Well, they're not gonna get that

by selling a few thousand NZT pills.

Exactly. So, if we can figure out

what it is they're up to, we find them.

We?

Look, you can take me back
and give me NZT or not.

But either way, there are still
pills out on the street,

and I'll take those if I have to,

because I'm gonna find Sands,
and I'm gonna find Piper.

Brian, you don't know when
your immunity's gonna run out.

You could die.

I don't care.

And at this point, neither should you.

I'm immune right now.

I'm all you've got.

NAZ: Brian, you understand

this is temporary.

In that case...

welcome back to the CJC.

Thanks, boys.

Now let's go get these sons of bitches.

Find Sands and hope that leads to Piper.

But there was nothing
helpful at the crime scene.

(WOMAN CRYING QUIETLY)

(WOMAN CRYING, LOUDER)

(SOBBING)

Piper?

Why are you doing this, Brian?

I've been gone for weeks.

As soon as Sands and
his people figured out

how to make that immunity shot,

do you really believe
they kept me alive?

I have to. You would have done
the exact same thing for me.

Not if it meant dying.

- What do you mean?
- The side effects.

The hallucinations, the... paranoia.

They're starting.

(SOBBING)

I still have a little bit
of my immunity left.

Hey, I'm gonna find you.

I'm gone, Brian!

Don't follow me (SCREAMS) down!

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So you all remember Clay Meeks.

He's the chemist who released the NZT

onto the streets of New York.

Well, I spent the morning digging around

in the cell phones of the people
that Sands had assassinated,

and four out of the five of
them had contact information

for Clay Meeks hidden away in there.

We've already been to
Meeks' apartment, Finch.

He's in hiding.

JAMES: Everything okay?

I'm fine, and you're right.

We have been to the apartment
that he has listed.

But one of Morra's people had an
alternate phone number for him,

and that traces back

to a rent-controlled
apartment on Mott Street.

It was leased to a woman named Mary Wu.

- Is she connected to Meeks?
- He was raised in foster care,

and Mary Wu was his foster
mother for, like, two years.

Now, Meeks is our one connection
to the Legion of Whom.

I mean, if we want to find out
who they are or where they are,

we gotta bring him in.

All right, let's assemble a team,
see if he's holed up in there.

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(SIGHS) Nobody answered our knock,

so TAC team's gonna camp out, see if

Mary Wu comes back.

So, we're gonna be honest with
each other on this one, right?

I can tell you're having
side effects, Brian.

And I can tell you're
trying to hide them.

How bad is it?

Some part of my last immunity
shot is definitely working,

but today, like, this
morning, it started for real.

Now how fast it gets
crazy, I don't know.

Here's something I need to tell you,
though, if we are being honest.

I'm not gonna stop taking these pills.

Not until we know where Sands
is and what happened to Piper.

I'll help you cover with Naz. I'll...

I'll help you any way I can.

BOYLE (OVER RADIO):
Have visual on Mary Wu.

She's headed into the building.

Is everyone in place?

AGENT (OVER RADIO): We've
got the back covered.

SWAT OFFICER: We're in
position in the building.

- Brian?
- What?

I understand that this
is important to you,

but the rules still
stand. We've got this.

- Mary Wu?
- Yes?

We're with the FBI.

We have information that suggests

a man named Clay Meeks
may be hiding here.

You mind if we take a look around?

Do you have a warrant?

We can come back with
one, if we have to.

AGENT (OVER RADIO): He's on the
fire escape, heading to the roof!

They're headed to a unit on
the second floor, right?

He just came out of the back window.

- He's heading for the roof!
- Go! Go!

AGENT (OVER RADIO): He's on the move!

- By Unit Seven!
- Go, go, go, go!

Go, go, go!

AGENT: Come on, you guys! Give me light!

(DOOR SMASHING OPEN)

AGENT: Clear! Now get over here! Move!

- There he goes.
- Freeze, Meeks!

Meeks, stop!

BOYLE: Don't move!

- Clay Meeks!
- Make one move, I fire.

MAN (STATICKY): We
will not be undersold,

no matter what our competitors say!

WOMAN: Traffic at a standstill
at Midtown this morning.

With some street closures
around the Palace Hotel...

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(WOMAN CRYING UNDER RADIO STATIC)

MAN (DISTANT): Brian Finch...

(OVERLAPPING VOICES)

PIPER (DISTANT): Brian!

Leave me alone.

(DISTORTED): Brian!

You okay?

- Yeah.
- We got Meeks.

MEEKS: I don't know
anything about a group.

I only dealt with Jarrod
Sands, that's it.

BOYLE: Oh, that's too bad,

because we have a federal consultant

that can peg you as the chemist

who put thousands of NZT
pills on the street.

REBECCA: People are dying.

Every single body is
gonna be charged to you.

I do remember one thing.

I heard him on the phone

one time, when he came
to visit me in the lab.

He walked away, but I
heard him say a name.

Morneau.

"Everything is in place
for a deal with Morneau."

Jean-Pierre Morneau.

Who's Jean-Pierre Morneau?

I just sifted through all the
Morneaus I can remember.

If we're thinking "important people,"

there's one Morneau that jumps out,

and that is Jean-Pierre Morneau,

Secretary of State

of Global Affairs for the
sovereign state of Canada.

Sorry... you think the
Canadian Secretary of State

of Global Affairs is part
of the Legion of Whom?

Why? What use would they have for him?

What use would we have for you?

That's a terrific question, and
I'm super glad you asked it, eh?

RACHEL: Brian?

Brian?

Are you with us or what?

Yeah. I just don't know exactly
why they would need Morneau.

But... it's a name.

There are a bunch of Canadian
diplomats in town right now.

Oh, my God, would you look at that?

Morneau's here.

He's negotiating a treaty at the UN.

And traffic reports this
morning mentioned congestion

right around the Palace Hotel.

So that's probably
where they're staying.

It's worth a shot.

What do you guys say?

You want to go talk
to one of the members

of the Legion of Whom?

(HORN HONKS, BELL DINGS,
TRAFFIC WHOOSHES)

Sorry, guys. Hotel's off-limits.

We got a situation on our hands.

We're with the FBI. We
need to get through here

to speak to a man named
Jean-Pierre Morneau.

Morneau? Come on in.

Happy to let you guys do your jobs,

but I don't think Jean-Pierre Morneau's

gonna be doing much talking.

What do you mean?

I mean...

he's the reason we're jammed up here.

A guy pried open

a window on the 16th floor.

Jean-Pierre Morneau died on impact.

Sorry, guys, but he's
not doing any talking.

(DISTORTED): Brian?

BOYLE: Finch, why are you lying down
in the middle of a crime scene?

Sorry. I was just trying to get
a little different perspective.

(CLEARS THROAT) Where were we?

No signs of foul play.

And apparently Morneau
was under investigation

for financial improprieties back home.

Combine that with a painkiller habit,

and they're chalking it up to suicide.

Mm. They're wrong.

Just look at those two vases over there.

So, two vases.

The layers of beads

in the first vase are perfect,
every color is in its place.

In this hotel, symmetry is
a fundamental aesthetic.

But if you look at the second vase,

there's one bead at the bottom
of the bowl that's out of place.

Matches the beads in the
bowl by the window,

to suggest that somebody knocked it over

and then tried to put it
back together in a rush.

That's your evidence of murder?

Yeah. I mean, we're dealing with
people who are on NZT here.

There's not gonna be any obvious clues.

Jean-Pierre Morneau...

He's not part of the legion,
he's one of their victims.

We just got to figure out why.

(GROANS QUIETLY)

We've got to get you out of
here. I'm gonna take you back

to my place, where I can
keep an eye on you.

You know what, there's one more
place I'd rather go first.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

Hey. Can we talk?

Out here? You know, the
fresh air feels good.

Yeah, sure.

Let me get a jacket.

BRIAN: I need you to
know why I'm doing this.

I mean, it could be that Piper's gone,

just like you said, you know?

But I have to know.

You know, I mean, I gotta
find out for myself.

Right.

But...

at least let me take
you to see a doctor.

Come on. Just somebody who could help.

Every second that goes by,
I'm less and less immune

to the side effects.

I can't stop looking. Honestly...

I shouldn't even be here.

I just wanted you to know that
the reason I'm taking the pill

isn't because I'm some junkie.

It's to help people.

That's what it's what it's
always been about, you know?

That's... what you taught me.

Look, I don't know when the next time

I'm gonna see you guys again

and... I don't know

what I'm gonna be like
when we do, but...

I need you to know...

I need you to know that
if there's one thing

I regret over the past year

it's that I lied to you.

And I'm sorry for that.

Listen...

I hope you're right.

I hope this girl is alive.

I hope you find her.

Just be smart,

careful.

And, dear God...

come back to us.

You okay?

Yeah.

I'm in a good patch right now.

I mean, I don't know for how long,

but right now, I'm good, yeah.

Beer o'clock?

- I thought it would help you relax.
- Thank you.

I'm in the next room. I
thought we could just rest

for a couple of hours and
then get back to work.

Yeah. Sounds good.

BRIAN: Honestly, I
could've used the rest.

But since I knew it wasn't
going to come anyway,

I figured maybe there was a
way I could do some good.

(ECHOING): Brian...?

Brian.

What did you do?

Oh, um...

It was a productive night.

I don't have it all figured out,

but there's a lot I need to tell you.

Did you take another NZT pill?

This isn't a really a "one shift
on, one shift off" kind of deal.

And to be honest with you, I
lost a little bit of time

right there, but I feel
pretty good right now,

so if you want to sit down
or stand up, doesn't matter,

whatever you want, just focus, 'cause we got
to talk about the Northwest Territories.

- You mean of Canada?
- Yes.

Specifically, we're interested
in the Cantana Ice Shelf,

which Canada shares with
its neighbor to the east.

The proud... I assume, anyway...

And recently fully sovereign
nation of Greenland.

Now, in the next few years, it is a lock

that the Cantana Ice Shelf will split

right down the middle...
Climate change and all that.

Now, it's a disaster for the planet,

obviously, but in the short term,

(WHISPERS): it's great for business.

- How so?
- Well,

once the ice shelf splits, it'll open up

a new navigable waterway...

The long sought-after Northwest Passage.

Boats will have an alternate route...

to travel across the Americas.

So shipping companies

won't have to use the
Panama Canal anymore.

Yes. It cuts the rides
from Japan to London

by, like, 5,000 miles...
It's a game-changer.

Billions upon billions
of dollars are at stake,

but there's a little bit of an argument

about who the new passage belongs to.

Canada says it's theirs,
Greenland begs to differ.

So whoever owns the
rights to the waterways

gets to decide the rules
for how it's used.

And Jean-Pierre Morneau, our
dead Canadian diplomat,

was in town negotiating
treaties for the new waterway.

And the person making negotiations

on Greenland's side's
name is Andrew Inouye,

and he's ready to talk turkey.

I mean, he thinks they should share...

Both countries get richer.

And Jean-Pierre Morneau?

He is... uh, sorry... was...

an absolutely nutso radical
Canadian nationalist.

He is adamant about not
sharing the spoils.

But now that he's dead...

By supposed suicide... All
of that is gonna change.

Why?

Because Deputy Secretary
of State, Christine Poule,

she's the next in line, and
she's all about the treaty.

So... once the deal is in place,

the Legion of Whom... what?

That's the one piece I don't
completely have figured out.

Okay. And we still don't have
any evidence that Morneau

was pushed out of his hotel window.

And we could look into the possibility

that Christine Poule, heir apparent

to the Canadian side
of the negotiations,

is herself a member of
the Legion of Whom.

BRIAN: Good morning,
Canadians and, um...

Greenlanders.

First of all, let me commend
you on your decision

to press forward with
treaty negotiations,

despite yesterday's tragic loss.

My colleague Rebecca
Harris and I are here

on a mission of goodwill from the FBI.

See?

We even brought you donuts.

INOUYE: Are you all right? You look like

you could use some rest.

Andrew Inouye!

Willing to ask the tough questions.

I can see why they call you
"Greenland's favorite son."

What exactly does the FBI have
to do with this negotiation?

(DISTORTED, BECOMING CLEAR):
Christine Poule is spotless.

I mean, not like a weird spotless,

- like doctored up, she is...
- Wait, what just happened?

- What are you talking about?
- I mean,

we were just standing in a
conference room at the U.N.

How the hell did we get here?

That was, like, three hours ago.

You lifted Christine Poule's phone.

We've been going through it.

She's clean.

It's getting worse, Brian.

Do you want to keep going?

- Yeah.
- Even if this works

long enough for you to
find out what happened

to Piper, you're still
gonna have to come down

off of NZT, and without the booster...

Hey. James Tech is asking
for you guys. Right now.

Okay, so you asked me
to look for evidence

that would link shady
parties to buying up

shipping and construction
stocks that would benefit

from the opening of a
new Northwest Passage.

Please tell me there's a smoking gun.

Kind of the opposite, actually.
There's definitely been

an uptick in trading since word got out

that the treaty was likely.

But as far as I can tell, all that

is completely legitimate.

Considering that there's going
to be a new Northwest Passage,

and it looks like the
treaty's going to go through,

you would think that all the smart money

would be pouring into companies

that would benefit from the deal.

But there's a surprising
amount of activity

shorting the stocks to those companies,

all of it from a series

of borderline-to-fully-shady
shell companies.

That doesn't make sense.

Sands and his people are
banking on the treaty failing?

They killed Jean-Pierre Morneau,

who was making sure

that the treaty doesn't happen.

Why would they do that,
if they want it to fail?

Is my daughter safe?

She's just fine.

As long as you do your
job, she'll stay that way.

I'm ready.

As long as you promise to
keep Amelia safe, I'm ready.

Good.

Just to make sure there's no mistakes.

Like I don't know the guy?

I need to hear you say it, mate.

By this time tomorrow,

Andrew Inouye will be dead.

MIKE: Are you sure you're
up for taking that?

IKE: We're here for you, man.

Anything you need.

(EXHALES)

See my point?

Not even remotely.

What I can see is that it's obvious

your immunity is wearing off.

Sands and his people aren't
trying to make money

by investing in Canadian infrastructure.

That would take years.

They want people to think the
treaty's gonna go through,

so that they can create a market bubble.

REBECCA: So they murder
Jean-Pierre Morneau

and they make everyone
think that the treaty's

- gonna happen.
- Exactly.

And once they've inflated the bubble,

the legion shorts those stocks...

and then they pop the
bubble, making a massive...

And, most importantly,
instant... fortune.

Thank you.

So they make everyone think
the treaty's gonna happen...

and then they kill it?

- Yeah, well, how do they do that?
- BRIAN: Fair question.

Now, they've already monkeyed
with the Canadian side.

But if they're looking to
kill it from Greenland's end,

their best bet is to go after this guy.

Andrew Inouye.

He helped the country negotiate
its sovereignty from Denmark,

and everybody says that, after
this deal goes through,

he's gonna be prime minister.

- So you think he's a target?
- Let's say you take him out.

Maybe even attribute it
to Canadian nationalists

trying to squash the
treaty, and then, bam!

Deal's over, kaput.

And Sands and his buddies
make a few billion

when the bubble pops.

(POPS)

You think I'm a target?

Well, we'd like to take you
into protective custody

immediately, just to be safe.

I have a delegated security team.

Sir, with respect to your team, the FBI

wouldn't be here if we didn't
think this was a credible threat

to the safety of you and your family.

All right, I'll go with you.

I need to call my wife,
let her know about this.

BRIAN: Huh.

Elevated heart rate.

Sweating.

Frequent blinking.

I, uh... Rebecca!

Rebecca! Re...

- BOYLE: Sir!
- MAN: For country!

(MAN GRUNTS) No!

(MAN YELLS)

REBECCA: Gordon Cooker.

He was the only Canadian
on Inouye's security team.

He donated money to nationalist
causes in the past,

but somebody doctored up his
record to get him in clean.

Andrew Inouye died on the
way to the hospital.

BOYLE: Sands and his people...

They did it, they did it
right in front of us.

Yeah, but not exactly
the way they wanted to.

Cooker only shot Andrew Inouye
in front of us because we were

bringing him into custody...
He's not some radical Canadian

nationalist, he is a patsy, and
our one connection to Piper.

Your daughter, Amelia...

She hasn't been in school in a week,

and she hasn't posted
anything on social media.

He has her, doesn't he?

Jarrod Sands?

I don't know what you're talking about.

My daughter's visiting with relatives.

Do you think these guys play fair?

They have somebody that
I care about, too.

And the only way I'm
ever gonna see her again

is because I take her back.

REBECCA: Mr. Cooker, if these
people have your daughter,

your best shot at getting her back

is to tell us everything you know

about your dealings with Sands.

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

We've met face-to-face only once.

And that was last night.

What else can you tell us?

He was wearing a jacket.

It was on the Williamsburg Bridge.

What do you want?

I can't remember anything else.

You might remember more than you think.

Yeah.

Yeah, I...

I've heard about these on the news.

I take that, you're gonna
help me get Amelia back?

Just another meeting on the
Williamsburg Bridge, right?

But here's the thing...

Once we gave Gordon Cooker
NZT, the first thing he was

able to do was triangulate where
his daughter's being kept.

NYPD said they have Amelia,
she's safe and sound.

So, nice work. What else?

Well, he also remembered two
things about that night

that Sands couldn't
possibly have counted on.

In the first one, there
was an unusual smell

coming from the mud on Sands' boots.

He said it smelled like a mixture

of salt and fresh water.

And there's only one
spot in the entire city

where brackish water occurs naturally,

and that is the marshes
of Inwood Hill Park.

Now, Cooker also remembered

a white, pear-shaped flower blossom

clinging to Sands' jacket.

That comes from the black locust trees.

Those are very rare in Manhattan.

In fact, there's only a few clusters

growing in and around Inwood Hill Park.

Two blocks southeast

there's a chemical refinery
plant owned by a man

- named Athon Jasper.
- It's a block away

from a grove of black locust trees.

You two did it. You found
their NZT refinery.

So if Sands is on the
run, for all we know,

he could be holed up there.

I'll mobilize an HRT team.
We need to move now.

Brian, we've got this.

Nope. I'm coming with you.

(TIRES SCREECH, SIREN WHOOPS)

- You all right?
- Just go. Go, go, go, go, I'm fine.

(HELICOPTER HOVERING)

- Down! Everybody down!
- Down! FBI!

- To the left!
- Stop moving!

- All right, take it easy!
- I'm down, I'm down!

Where's the lab?

I don't know what the hell
you're talking about.

Don't lie to me. Don't lie
to me. Where's the lab?

FOREMAN: What the hell's going...
What are you talking about, man?

BOYLE: Where's the lab?

FOREMAN: I don't know what
you're talking about, man.

BOYLE: You know exactly
what I'm talking about.

Where is this lab? Where's the lab?

Boyle!

There's something up here.

- What's behind that panel?
- It's a panel!

- Open it up.
- Open it!

- Open it up.
- Open it!

There's nothing back there!

- What are you talking about?
- BOYLE: C4.

In my platoon, we had an expression:

There's no problem that
couldn't be solved

without the proper
application of explosives.

Wait, wait, wait!

Everything back there
is highly unstable.

- Don't move!
- BOYLE: Hands up!

MAN: Okay, all right!

(ALARM BLARING)

Get down! Go, go!

I'll find Sands. You get Piper.

(ALARM CONTINUING)

Drop your weapon now!

We both know the FBI is always
interested in the bigger fish.

That's Senator Morra.

You had a deal to help us
take Senator Morra down.

Instead you tried to replace him.

As far as the FBI is concerned,

you are the big fish.

BRIAN: Side effects or not, this is it.

This is the The Legion
of Whom's hideout.

Sands and his people are inside.

Am I supposed to just sit by
and watch all this happen?

I'm not saying I'm the superhero
of the story, per se.

But maybe it's time to act like one.

SuperBrian? BrianPool?

The Brunisher?

Wolverian?

Huh. The Brunisher.

That's actually not bad.

I could figure out a name later.

Right now, I had to save Piper.

But the truth is I'm not a superhero.

And Sands and his men,

they're probably not wearing
capes either. They're real.

Killing real people.

And in the real world,

bad guys win

and good guys die.

BOYLE: Brian, what are you doing here?

- This is where they held her!
- Is she...?

She's gone!

(GUNSHOTS)

Rebecca.

(GUNSHOT)

Throw your gun on the ground.

One of us is on NZT, Rebecca.

The other has one bullet left.

- I'd let you do the math, but...
- I'll take my chances.

You murdered my father, you
murdered Morra's people.

You aren't gonna kill anyone else.

(DOOR OPENS)

(HELICOPTER FLYING PAST, SIRENS WAILING)

(INDISTINCT RADIO COMMUNICATION)

Jarrod Sands is on his
way to the hospital.

They're not sure he's gonna make it.

They destroyed some of the
facility during the raid,

but not all of it...
We're gonna learn a lot

about these people and how they operate.

It's a win, Brian.

That's because of you.

Well done.

I couldn't save her.

They made Piper create
the immunity shot.

She's gone.

I'm sorry.

I need to say something to you

as a friend.

You have to stop.

Your immunity is gone.

She wouldn't want you to take a pill.

I don't want you to take a pill.

Let me give you a ride home.

(GRUNTS IN PAIN)

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

So what's gonna happen to me now?

Our medical team is expecting
you at the hospital

to... help you through the withdrawal.

Mm-hmm.

If you want, I-I can wait,
and I can drive you.

No. My parents can.

I think they probably want to.

Pack socks in case you have to stay.

Pack socks?

Hospital floors... They're cold.

They're cold and germy.

Oh.

Thank you.

Hey, I've been so worried
about what I'm gonna do

now that all this is over,

I didn't stop to think about you.

Oh, my God, I know, right?

How am I gonna fill my days, now
that I don't have to look after you?

(COUGHS) Right.

(CLEARS HIS THROAT)

I'll manage.

I...

I didn't care about
you because I had to.

I mean, it took me a while to
get over your metal music,

and your arts and crafts, and your...

sweaters with animals on them.

You don't like animals on my sweaters?

No, not all of them, but...

(SNIFFLES)

you're more mature

emotionally and morally than
just about anyone I know.

You're a hero, on or off the pill.

You.

I don't really feel
like a hero right now.

Everything's gonna be fine.

But if ever it isn't...

I'll be here.

Thanks.

- Thank you.
- For everything.

(SIGHS)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(SIGHS)

(LAUGHTER, INDISTINCT
CHATTER IN DISTANCE)

DENNIS: That's nice...

(SIGHS) Piper?

Hey. Hey, Brian.

I was just catching up with Piper.

And as happy as I am to see
her, I can only imagine

how happy you are to see her.

Actually, she was telling me some things

about you that I didn't know.

Like how you saved her life

on any number of occasions.

And some other things,

which I know she's
gonna catch you up on.

How?

Oh, my God, Brian.

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

How are, how are you okay?

How are you here?

(LAUGHS)

I stayed alive by making
them think they needed me.

I'd mix up how I made
the enzyme each time,

so they never knew what
they really needed.

And then, when you brought the FBI, I...

took advantage of the chaos.

I grabbed the batch I'd
been working on, and then

I ran.

Why?

We were there to save you.

I have something... something...

I don't want the government to
get their hands on, but I...

brought it here for you.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

Is that a booster shot?

I figured out how to make it permanent.

When I give you this, you'll...

be immune to the side
effects of NZT... forever.

But you can't stay.

I don't want the FBI to have this.

I don't want any
government to have this.

Oh, I can't believe you're here.

(LAUGHS QUIETLY)

Oh, I can't believe you know
I live with my parents.

Honestly, it's... it's not the
biggest surprise of my life.

- Great.
- (LAUGHS)

If you'll let me, I'd...

like to make you even more
special than you already are.

If anyone in this world deserves NZT...

it's you.

Are you ready?

- Yeah.
- (LAUGHS)

- (SIGHS)
- Hi.

New jacket?

It is. Yeah.

I don't know, I just figured that
if I am starting back at the CJC,

then I should probably stop
dressing like I hate the place.

Because I don't.

You guys are okay.

Hm.

So, am I getting my old job back?

There are a lot of bad
guys out there, Brian,

who know how to make NZT.

And we don't know what's
going on with Senator Morra.

I'm the only game in town.

Right.

DC's walking on egg shells.

They haven't said you're not
allowed to consult with us.

They've actually offered
us more resources.

What does that mean?

They're detailing a squad
to help us do our work.

A squad?

You just said we're gonna
get a secret squad.

You are going to help me
and Boyle with our work.

Do not let this go to your head.

Come on. Never.

You know me better than that.

Squad goals...

Here we have a wild Spelman Boyle

working away in his natural habitat,

majestic as he is industrious.

Tell us, Spelman, why do
you make a good addition

to the Brian Finch Crime
Squad, which is also amazing?

You know I'm your boss, right?

I've already got the job,
Finch. I'm your boss.

I'm not interviewing for a damn thing.

That's not true, dude. I'm serious.

They told me that we're
equals, we're partners now.

- Wait, what?
- Yeah.

Brian, I'm the one that
got you this team.

I know, but how disappointed
would you be if I didn't do

my due diligence with each applicant?

I am not applying.

I would bring a strong knowledge
of cooperative strategy.

Example, last week, my D&D group
was able to kill the goblin king

by wearing the faces of
his slain goblin soldiers

as a disguise.

My idea.

Technically, I should be
the one auditioning you

to see if I want any of
you to be on my team.

Because you'd be damn lucky to have me.

That is a really great shirt, though.

Hey. I'm Mundt.

I've been working the battering
ram for you all year long.

Not that you've noticed.

Of course you need Stavros.

I'm just thrilled you
still have my number.

'Cause sometimes you pop
into my head and I think,

"Where's that Brian guy right now?

"What's he getting into? Is he happy?

What sort of underwear is
he wearing?" You know?

(SLAVIC ACCENT): I am knowing things.

Every team needs person
who knows things,

and that person is me.

You know, to set things
up for rest of team.

God forbid some wet work comes along...

I'm your guy.

Just let's say I know my way
around a length of piano wire.

I'm sure I'd bring a lot to the team.

But I'm the CEO of Manchester-Reid now.

I don't think you can afford me.

W-Wait, uh, what'd you just say?

We're not gonna be bodyguards anymore?

BRIAN: You're in.

You're gonna be working cases.

Real cases.

- Yep...
- Yep...

Uh, all right, but no
more "Mike and Ike."

Mm-mm.

You're gonna have to
call me by my real name.

It's a strong name.

You should be proud.

Darryl.

It feels good to say it out loud.

Darryl.

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