Original subtitles

Feels weird not reaching out for your hand.

I know.

[cell phone buzzes]

That's you? - Yeah.

I got an email from an address I didn't recognize.

Can you see who sent it?

Whoever sent the email will be able to track your location.

Hello, Scott.

[dramatic music]

Hey, Mom.

♪

You think I want to talk to you?

- That was my hope. - After 15 years?

Yes.

I need your help.

Unbelievable.

I'm not asking you to understand.

- I don't. - I know.

You're a traitor.

You sold secrets to the Russians,

and then you just...

disappeared.

You know what? It doesn't even matter.

Just walk away.

♪

I am not who you think I am.

If I have ten seconds, fine.

I will use them to tell you this.

I never betrayed this country.

I have been--

I did what I did--

My country asked me to sacrifice you,

sacrifice my marriage, my life, everything,

and it was the hardest thing.

It was the hardest thing that I have ever done.

And if I had to do it again, I would tell them no.

I would tell them that it is too much.

They asked too much.

But, Scott...

You have to believe me when I tell you

that I am working for the CIA.

I never stopped.

I was 16.

♪

I know.

♪

I watched you grow up.

You're a good man,

and you've made me so proud.

♪

What do you want?

And don't try to sell me some garbage

that you care about me...

About Dad.

Just get on with it. What is this about?

My car will be here in one minute.

Yeah, perfect.

I told you I need your help.

There's a file at the bureau's Washington office.

It's labelled "Hutchinson." - What?

I need it.

Are you insane?

The Hutchinson file will make everything clear.

I know that you owe me nothing, but this is what I owe you.

If the last 15 years have kept you up

searching for answers,

I'm trying to give them to you.

No.

You don't get to do this.

No.

Get me the file. I'll be in touch.

I can't let you leave here.

[sighs]

♪

I love you.

I never stopped.

I promise you.

♪

I know what you are up to.

- What'd you say to me? - You are fooling no one.

Maybe you should mind your own business.

And maybe you should be more careful.

♪

[gunshots]

[tense music]

♪

[keyboard clacking]

[no audible dialogue]

Forrester seems a little bent out of shape this morning.

Who's he talking to?

Headquarters, I think.

We decided to tap the brakes.

We're not seeing each other anymore.

- Really? - Mutual.

Even Tank is worried about him.

Well, hey, if you need somebody to talk to

or just, you know, drink till we're the last ones

left in the pub, I'm your girl.

Thanks, Vo.

Hey, we caught a case.

Michael Vestal, an American who started a tech company

sharing the same last name.

Sure, Vestal, pretty much the dominant

antivirus software company on the planet.

Well, three years ago, Vestal's business partner,

Dominic Spilatro, died in a boating accident,

though the homicide detectives in the area

weren't sure about that word, "accident."

They charged Vestal?

Spilatro was attempting to force him

out of the company at the time.

The city of San Jose indicted him.

He posted a $2-million bail and fled

before the case ever went to trial.

His whereabouts are unknown.

However, none of this has stopped him

from maintaining an online presence

where he cries innocence while attacking U.S. law enforcement,

politicians, and judges. - Yeah, I read about this.

Apparently, thumbing your nose at Uncle Sam

is a good way to go viral.

He's got 1.1 million followers on social media.

Yeah, he masks his IP when posting,

so we haven't had any leads on his location

until earlier today.

Frankfurt, Germany, a 60-year-old man,

Frederick Schmidt, was murdered in his front yard

after having an argument with his neighbor.

Two taps to the back of the head.

Security cam across the street got this.

[dramatic music]

♪

Our fugitive.

- Frankfurt police have him? - No, not yet.

Then let's get going.

♪

Hey, everything all right?

You seemed kind of agitated on the phone.

Yeah.

Just figuring some things out, but yeah, I'm all right.

♪

Ah, somebody looks happy

to be working a case in her homeland.

Best beer, best football, best bread in the world.

What's not to love? - [chuckles]

How are the police?

Professional, precise

like most things German-built.

Is there gonna be a lot of this while we're here?

I'm just getting started.

Kripo Adler, city police,

this is Agents Forrester, Kellett, Raines with the FBI.

Willkommen.

[speaking German] I apologize that we do not

already have your fugitive in custody.

No need for that.

He eluded the U.S. government for three years.

Ah, well, he's here in Germany

using the alias Thomas Smith

and, with his money, has secured false passports,

false visas, false residence permit.

[clears throat]

I should also disclose...

He also gave charitably to our police benevolence fund,

but I assure you,

there's no corruption in Frankfurt.

And I assure you that was not a concern.

- Okay. - Kripo Adler takes great pride

in speaking bluntly. - I find it more efficient.

Would you like to see the crime scene?

- Yes, we would. - Yeah.

♪

[sirens wailing]

♪

Thought Michael Vestal was rich.

Well, Whitey Bulger was in a rent-controlled apartment

in Santa Monica when the bureau kicked his door in.

People who run aren't who they were

before the law started hunting them.

I did a dive on Vestal's finances.

The DOJ froze his personal accounts when he ran.

Been living for two years

on whatever he squirreled away offshore.

My guess is, he's running low at this point.

Yeah.

Hey.

What do we got?

So... [clears throat]

The camera across the street only caught the aftermath,

but best we can tell, Frederick Schmidt,

who lives here, confronted Vestal,

who lives here.

What they discussed, we do not know.

Vestal then follows him back to his doorstep,

and pop, pop,

shoots him twice in the head at close range,

then turns, marches back to his house,

and disappears. - Witnesses?

Nein, niemand.

But the victim's wife is here

if you'd like to talk to her.

- We would. - Okay.

Bitte.

I came home and found my husband dead

on the doorstep.

He--he was--

his head was covered in blood.

Did your husband know that your neighbor

was an American fugitive?

Fugitive?

He was indicted for murder in the U.S.

He fled the country unlawfully before his trial.

We--we didn't--

he wasn't--

I ask because I wonder if your husband

possibly discovered his identity

and attempted to confront him.

Why would he do that?

- Good citizenship. - Or blackmail.

I don't think he would do this.

My husband was not confrontational.

We barely knew our neighbor.

[cell phone ringing]

Hello.

[speaking German]

[continues speaking German]

That was a funeral home.

[somber music]

They want to know if I will cremate or bury Frederick.

♪

[sobs] What should I do?

I...

I think that's your decision, ma'am.

I was going to ask Frederick what he wanted from the market.

Now I'm talking about his remains.

I don't understand.

Forrester, Kellett...

you should come look at this.

[tense music]

[inhales sharply]

Well, he's got at least $100,000 worth

of tech equipment in his living room.

Switches, routers, masking software.

I'm sure he's using a VPN-- - Raines.

Everything you need to camouflage your location.

Guns and ammo too.

Like he's prepared for a siege.

Then where is he?

[dramatic music]

♪

Looks like a house key.

The wrong size for his door lock.

- Safety deposit box? - Too big.

It's apartment. Love nest?

I mean, was he seeing somebody?

Because he does not seem like the type

to read classic French romance novels.

- Maybe it's hers. - Maybe.

I'll run down a mistress-lover angle

with the local police as we canvass.

Hey, he's got mail with Schlag Security subheaded.

Where is this address? - Downtown.

Did he hire a security company?

Maybe they're protecting him now.

Here, check it out.

♪

Hello, miss. I'm with the American FBI.

I was hoping to talk to someone about a client of yours.

I'm Harold Pesch, cofounder at Schlag Security.

Can I help you? - Yeah.

What can you tell me about a client of yours,

Thomas Smith? - Thomas Smith?

Well, he's not a client.

He's one of our owners.

We're a data security firm.

Our clients are corporations concerned with digital privacy.

Well, did you know his real name is Michael Vestal

and he's a fugitive working illegally in Germany?

As of an hour ago, yes.

[speaking German]

I opened this firm two years ago.

Thomas Smith approached to invest.

He knew everything about the industry:

ransomware, AI-powered security,

digital transformations, cyber kill chains.

He was smart, up to date-- - And well-funded.

Yes, he had 2 million euros to invest,

and, quite frankly, I needed the capital.

Then today I saw his photo on TV

with the name Michael Vestal.

[sighs]

He was a fugitive, a murderer.

"Oh, my goodness," I said, "this cannot be."

- Does he have an office here? - Yeah.

- Can I take a look at it? - You may.

Schlag Security is a data security company,

and Vestal was a partner, not a client.

They gave me his corporate laptop,

but it's protected. - Can you crack it?

It was owned by an expert in data security,

so it may be beyond my skill level.

I doubt that.

I do too, but my gramps told me always act humble.

- Mm-hmm. - Scott, we have a problem.

Michael Vestal just posted a video

to all of his followers.

♪

The U.S. government is working

with the German government to frame me.

I didn't kill anyone, and yet here are two

United States FBI agents in Germany

trying to silence me

and take away my truth.

Now, the U.S. has no jurisdiction here.

These two agents are illegally stalking me.

Well, two can play at that game, right?

My followers, I want you to dig deep

on these government agents,

find out who they are,

dox 'em, drag 'em,

make life hell for them

like they're doing to me!

♪

I agree with you.

I don't like our images all over the internet,

especially as it affects UC work.

Between this and the OPR hounding me,

how long until Washington decides

all we're doing in Europe is attracting eyeballs?

- Remember Chicago? - Mm.

The director came down on the SAC,

and they split up the entire field office.

Yes.

I just don't want everything that you've built

in Budapest to crumble.

You've worked too hard for it. - Okay.

We just keep our heads down, follow the facts,

make the case, make an arrest.

Anything beyond that, it's out of our control.

Hey.

You seem heavy, like you're carrying

100-pound weights on your shoulders.

I chalk it up to our relationship going sideways,

but seems like there's more going on than that.

[dramatic music]

♪

You can always talk to me.

♪

It's nothing.

♪

Hey, I talked with the cybercrime division

at 26 Fed.

They've created dummy profiles for agents Andy Jones

and Diane Williams on the FBI's main page.

Hid them behind a hackable firewall

so they'll be discovered by any of Vestal's internet sleuths

playing Sherlock Holmes in their mom's basement.

Guess we're Andy and Diane.

It might fool the doxers long enough

till they get bored and move on to something else.

Where are we with Vestal's laptop?

It has hydra safeguards.

I get past one firewall, four more pop up,

but I'm like a dog with a bone now.

Okay, stay on it.

Police did a rundown on all the associates at Schlag.

If Vestal had a lover there, no one's admitting it,

and the canvass of the neighborhood

was a bust too.

So we still don't know where that key fits.

- Mm-mm. - City police are monitoring

all motorways, train stations, airfields, and bus stations

out of Frankfurt.

We have posted

Michael Vestal's photo everywhere.

If he is in Frankfurt, we will find him.

He is.

In Frankfurt, I mean.

So if we look at the video that he posted...

The U.S. government

is working with the German government

to frame me.

I didn't kill anyone, and yet here are two

United States FBI agents in--

If we pause the video here,

we can make out a reverse image

of a street sign behind him.

- Ah, this is good. - You know the shop?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's Tattoo Strase.

Yeah, we know it. - Yeah?

- Yeah. - Let's go.

Okay, I'll get my men.

Vo.

[rock music playing over speakers]

Yeah.

♪

[both speaking German]

I am Katrin Jaeger with Europol.

This is Agent Forrester with the FBI.

You know why we're here?

A man told me they would be coming.

I thought he was paranoid, but here you are,

American cops in Germany.

Maybe he was not so paranoid.

Is this him?

He said to tell you something.

- What's that? - If he dies in police custody,

the world will know he was murdered,

not suicide.

Did he have a weapon with him?

When did he leave?

[tense music]

What did you say?

I'd be grateful if she'd answer the question.

He left ten minutes ago.

On foot?

Direction?

Hey, we're up on the phone Vestal used to make the video.

He just powered it on.

He's on the same street as the tattoo parlor.

The address is...

Friedberger Landstrasse 1022.

Thanks.

His phone is active at the nightclub.

♪

[energetic electronic music playing]

♪

Hey, can you cut the music, turn on the lights?

What?

- The music, can you cut it? - What?

Cut the music and turn on the lights.

- Now? - Turn it off?

Now, now.

♪

- You must leave. - Hey, I'm with the--

[grunting]

♪

Everybody freeze!

[dramatic music]

♪

He was here.

He was...handing out 100-euro notes.

Pointed you out, said you were stalking him.

You didn't maybe want to, I don't know, ask me about it

before the gentle giant over there

threw me on the ground?

We get a lot of trouble here,

and you look like trouble.

You haven't seen trouble.

♪

You know, Vestal knows there's a manhunt for him,

and he hasn't left Frankfurt.

Instead, he's playing games, leading us around by the nose.

I mean, why? What? To what end?

Maybe he knows he's gonna get caught

but decided to make things as difficult for us as he can.

- That means he's an imbecile. - Mm.

Some criminals get off on the high of being hunted.

Zodiac, BTK.

They feed off contact with the police.

When it's too quiet, they force the contact.

♪

Getting close.

Doesn't look like it.

Looks can be deceiving.

[computer chirps]

Vestal just posted a new video.

Play it.

The U.S. government...

is trying to silence me.

These are the kind of harassments I face.

[grunting]

He was right there.

Everybody freeze!

These are the same two U.S. agents in Germany

who are pulling guns on innocent people.

They have to be stopped.

He is now up to 1.8 million followers.

People love a good freak show. - He's getting off on it.

There has to be something more going on here.

Well, he masked his IP address,

so we can't bounce the location.

Analyze that video like you did before.

That background is different. - On it.

[cell phone ringing]

I gotta take this.

♪

Scott?

Scott, if you can't talk, don't say anything.

Just bring me the Hutchinson file

by Thursday.

Text me a time and place when you have it.

I love you, Scott.

♪

[sighs]

[sniffles, clears throat]

[FaceTime rings]

- I'll be damned. - Hey, Gary.

Thought I recognized the number.

How you doing, my friend? - Yeah.

You still working international operations?

Still am.

Well, anytime you guys need an analyst,

I'll stamp my passport for you.

I'll keep that in mind.

Hey, Gary, can you do me a favor?

Anything.

Look, I've been working an angle over here.

It's a bit sensitive.

An old assignment came up,

something with the case name Hutchinson.

Preceded us both.

It would've been at the Washington branch

circa 2005.

Okay.

Is there any way that you can pull that file

and send it to me when you get back to the office?

Look, I can't have my fingerprints on this.

This is sensitive.

Okay, give me a couple days.

Lord knows you bailed me out of a mess or two at Quantico.

All right, man, well, I'll let you get back to it.

- Talk to you soon, Scott. - Yeah, thanks, Gary.

♪

What?

What's going on?

What do you mean? I had to take a call.

Your mother?

How did you know?

Because I know you better than anyone.

And it's written all over your face.

She...

she made contact in Transnistria.

Why?

I asked her that same question.

And?

She wants a classified file.

That's a big ask.

Yeah.

So what'd you tell her?

♪

Scott, you're not actually thinking about doing it.

♪

Raines cracked the laptop.

♪

Nothing.

Nothing useful?

No, there's nothing here.

It's a brand-new laptop, except it's running

multiple layers of encryption software.

When you get through it, the entire hard drive is blank.

So why would Schlag Security give us a clean laptop

but make it impossible to open? - To waste our time?

Pesch offered up his laptop with no warrant or anything.

Then the question is, why was he

intentionally stalling us?

♪

[tires squealing]

♪

It's them! It's them!

[speaking German]

It's them, the American fascists!

It's them! It's them! It's them!

[people chanting] Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Free Vestal! - The American fascists!

[people chanting] Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

[dramatic music]

♪

Why'd you want to stall us, give us a dummy laptop?

[grunts] I think my rib is cracked.

Sounds painful.

I need medical attention.

You know, I bought some of these this morning

at the pharmacy for a headache.

I'm told it's an excellent pain reliever.

Yeah.

Tell us why you've been jerking us around...

[pills rattle]

And I think there's a few in there I can part with.

[sighs]

We're selling the company.

Everything I worked for in the last five years

bears fruit today. - Explain.

We negotiated the sale of Schlag Security

for 50 million euros,

which was set to close at 3:00 p.m. today.

I didn't read anything about it.

Yeah, it's a private company selling to a private company.

A deal that size, especially a private deal,

notoriously fragile.

Any undisclosed information...

Such as one of the partners being a murdering fugitive.

- Could sink the whole thing. - Mm-hmm.

And then, instead of 50 million,

Schlag Security is worth pennies on the dollar.

That about right?

And tell me, Raines, how long does it take

to put a deal like that together?

- Six months to a year. - Wow.

And how long did you know Thomas Smith

was Michael Vestal?

I only just discovered it yesterday.

Mm.

[pills rattling]

A year ago.

And you didn't think it wise to alert someone?

My money is wrapped up in this company.

I'll lose everything.

Vestal was dishonest with me.

Why am I to pay the price

for the transgressions of my partner?

And did you know

he murdered his last partner?

♪

[groans]

You're gonna need them.

So now we know why Vestal stayed in town.

He wants to collect his share of the company.

But isn't everything electronic these days?

Not everything.

I mentioned how fragile these deals are.

Surely there's a rider in the contract

that the buyer can terminate with cause

if the seller has a criminal record.

Mm-hmm.

Plus, the buyer could sue for the full cost

of the purchase or sink the seller

with a higher arbitrage on the valuation.

I understood none of that.

Accountants live for this.

There's no way Pesch disclosed who his partner was

on paper to the buyer. - Mm.

That'd be deal-killing suicide,

which means if Vestal's still in Frankfurt,

it's because he worked out a side play with Pesch,

most likely cash at the close of the sale.

Mm-hmm.

♪

How were you gonna pay Vestal?

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

We have an encrypted messaging service.

I'm to fill a briefcase with cash

after the sale and tell him where to meet.

What were you thinking?

I mean, I understand trying to keep the balls in play

until the sale goes down, but after you got your money,

why worry about paying off Vestal?

[sighs]

To answer your previous question,

I didn't know that he murdered his last partner.

All right, we have you covered

from multiple vantage points.

We won't let Vestal near you.

As soon as we get a visual,

we'll move in and make the arrest.

I don't know if this is a good--

We do this all the time in America.

- [groans] - Trust me.

♪

[cell phone ringing]

Hey, Vo, what is it?

Vestal just made a new post

to his now 2.2 million followers.

Says he's being set up at Hessen-Brandt Plaza.

- When did this go out? - 15 minutes ago.

Ah, son of a--

♪

Did you alert him?

[grunts]

- Don't move. - What's wrong?

- They didn't take his watch? - He wasn't arrested.

He's still stalling,

hoping this damn deal will go through.

And now you will be arrested for obstruction.

[tires squealing]

♪

[people shouting in German]

[people chanting] Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Free Vestal! - Back up!

[people chanting] Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Back up!

[people chanting] Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Free Vestal!

Free Vestal! Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

[car horn blares]

[tires screeching]

[people chanting] Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Free Vestal! Free Vestal! - Fascists!

[people chanting]

Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

[car horn beeps]

[people chanting] Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

[speaking German]

It's past noon.

If he was sticking around for a cash payment,

he's definitely running now.

The flash mob was just to buy him more time.

I keep going back to one thing.

He killed his partner back in California

because his partner was trying to force him out.

- It was personal. - Right.

And here, he's getting a payday

on a big deal that's gonna make him flush again,

and he jeopardizes all of that by killing his neighbor.

The neighbor discovered who he was

and was gonna expose him.

Could be, or it was more--

to use Vo's word-- personal.

The Frankfurt police are totally corrupt.

He's not holding the camera.

Look, a human arm cannot bend that far around to the side.

See, his shoulder is facing forward,

so that's not a selfie.

Someone else is holding the camera.

[dramatic music]

♪

"Madame Bovary."

♪

A key under "Madame Bovary,"

a book about an older guy who seduces his neighbor's wife.

♪

We need to border check whatever car the wife drives.

Yeah.

Let's go.

[indistinct chatter]

♪

[both speaking German]

Okay.

Lena, remember us?

♪

I didn't mean for this to happen.

My husband, Frederick, he was no good to me.

You must believe me.

He was...

he was boring.

In Germany, we say...

[speaking German]

Love is a sickness one wants to have.

That's what happened to me.

I was sick in love.

May I have a tissue, please?

No.

What?

♪

[sobbing]

♪

I did not appreciate the lies you said

about corruption within

the Frankfurt Police Department.

[sighs]

We may not have as many followers as you,

but it prides me to say we will be posting

a new video to our social media account.

♪

I would like to thank you

for your assistance with this matter,

and we will work with your government

to assure that Michael Vestal answers for his crimes,

both in Germany and in America.

- We appreciate that. - Yeah.

This was fun. Yeah.

♪

- Good to go? - Mm-hmm.

♪

Hey, before we--

Look, we've been friends for a long time,

long enough for me to know

when you're standing at a crossroads.

All I can say is, be careful.

♪

[tense music]

♪

Did the right thing,

bringing counterintelligence in early.

Of course.

When your mother shows,

just hand her the envelope.

We'll immediately move in.

You don't have to do anything else.

We have a van waiting.

We'll bring you up to speed

once we have a chance to debrief her.

Most people never have to face the choice

of country over family.

It's a patriotic thing you're doing.

She asked for the Hutchinson file.

I'm assuming this isn't it.

So what's in the real file?

No idea.

♪

It's time.

Just act normal. Let her come to you.

♪

All right, that's good.

Just wait there and look casual.

♪

Okay, be patient.

♪

[wolf howls]