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- Previously onThe Border...
- I got a father who only comes around

when he needs something,
all right - it sucks.

How the hell did you get into
Sammy for 80 grand? - I was up 25!

Look, Sammy thinks we can
work something out here.

- We?
- Just take the meeting.

Is that a gun?

- Darnell Williams. He'll be
the official ICS-CSIS liaison.

- Charlotte Bates.
Of Her Majesty's secret intelligence service.

- Charlotte Bates can't be
trusted. Let's just say she plays by her own rules.

[Background radio conversation]

- [Overhead]: Please have your
customs declaration forms

filled out and ready to present
to the customs officer.

[Background chatter]

- Let's avoid a freak show.
- The ambulance is standing by.

[Overhead announcement]

- Hi.
- Hello.

- Inspector Williams, ICS.
Superintendent Norton.

We're here to fast-track
you through customs.

- I'm Deevesh Silva. This is my
wife Jalani and our son Parath.

[Maggie]: Hi.

- And my brother, Sethukavalar.
- Seth is fine.

- You are so good to help us.
- How are you doing, Parath?

- Good.
- He gets air sickness.

But I gave him something
for nausea - makes him sleepy.

[Overhead announcement]

Thank you.

- ...clearance process
faster, easier,

and more efficient.
[Background chatter]

Not much longer, Parath.

We'll get you settled
in at the hospital.

[Overhead announcement]

- We'll be taking the
long way round today.

- An extra couple of minutes
to avoid video cameras

isn't the end of the world.
[Overhead announcement]

[Speaking an Asian language]

[Replying in the same language]

[Background chatter]

Is he all right?

Parath, wake up!

Hey, he's not breathing! Parath!

- Call the paramedics!
- [Parents]: Parath! Parath!

- [All talking at the same time]
- We need paramedics now!

Is he allergic to anything?

- No! No!
- Be careful.

- Parath! Parath! Wake up!
- Where are the medics?

- [Overhead announcement]
- Please, do something! Parath?

- It's not working.
His airway's blocked.

Please, somebody do something!

- Maggie, can you hold his head?
And keep his neck extended.

- [Maggie]: Okay.
- Has anyone got a tissue?

I do. Parath!

Here, I have a pen.

- What are you doing?
What are you doing? What?

[Mother crying]

Deevesh!

- You certainly got more out of
first aid training than I did.

How's Parath Silva?

- Stabilized and
en route to hospital.

I knew Darnell was a crack shot,

but a curbside tracheotomy?

Whoo! Stone-cold Ginsu!

- You checked with
his London doctor

- if he was cleared to travel?
- In triplicate.

- Brits love their forms.
- Why did he stopped breathing?

- Parath already had
a compromised airway.

His surgeon, Doctor Abramowicz,
said it was respiratory arrest,

brought on partly
by his condition

and partly by the sedatives his
mom gave him for air sickness.

- Last thing we need
is more drama on this.

What's the deal?

It's not like this kid's
the first to come

to Toronto Pediatric
for an extreme makeover.

Orders from the Minister.

She was adamant - no publicity.

Yeah, tabloids are brutal.

If they had these pictures,

only thing booting this face off
the front page would be a shot

of the PM drowning the homeless.

[Ambulance siren sounding
and motorist honking]

- Neurofibromatosis is a
genetically-transmitted disease

that affects the development
of neural cell tissues.

Parath's is an extreme case.

- What happened at the airport
will interfere with his surgery?

- No, no, no. His trachea's
healing nicely.

I mean, we'll monitor him
for another day to be sure,

but his condition is
life-threatening.

We don't want to wait any
longer then we have to.

- We're trying to maintain
the family's privacy.

- How long will he have to stay?
- Seven to ten days, post-op.

Another week before
you can put him on a plane.

- [Overhead announcement]
- Thanks.

- You're very welcome. Bye.
- Bye.

Look at this.

We've got a telly, video games.
Mum won't be able to shift us.

- You have everything you need?
- Yes, thank you.

Everyone has been so good to us.

- So, good luck
tomorrow, Parath.

- No talking, Parath. Remember
what Doctor Abramowicz said?

You have to save your throat.

He can't wait to
have the operation.

He wants to play football
with his friends. - Ah!

And eat kiri pani.

Most important for
a Sri Lankan boy.

- How could I forget?
- Take care.

- [Overhead]: Dr. Timmins,
please call 3-2-7.

[Background chatter]

- I want 3 shifts
24/7 at the door.

- That's going a little heavy
on the security, isn't it?

- The press might
try to slime a photo op.

- Hey, our job here is done.
It's up to the hospital to keep out unwanted visitors.

- Just doing what I can to
make it easier for the family.

Slade, did you pull
the security footage

from the airport
this morning?

- Right here. What
are we looking for?

- I thought I saw
a person of interest

in security corridor B-5:
Him. Zoom in.

Run his face through the system.
See what comes up.

- Or else, what?
You'll stab me in the throat?

- Damn straight.
- Whoa!

Banker's hours?
It's only 8:30.

Good night.

Night.

[Siren sounding
and motorist honking]

- You can turn
the light on, you know.

- [Chuckling]
- That wouldn't be very mysterious.

I'd be as bland and predictable
as all the other women you know.

- You couldn't be bland if
your life depended on it.

Luckily, it never has.

Business or pleasure?

- I've made it clear that
if there's a job to be done

in Canada, then, uh,
I'm the one to do it.

- What job are you
on right now?

[Charlotte laughing]
I had to ask.

- I'm here.
And you're here.

And we have
the entire night.

This is insane, you know that.

- All I want is that you keep an
open mind - it's all I'm askin'.

- Can you do that for me?
- Let's just get this over with.

Sammy.

- You Dougie's boy?
- Yeah.

- Nice to meet you.
- Alright, can we dispense with the pleasantries, here?

- You got an impatient kid,
here, Dougie.

- Disrespectful, even.
- Kids today, what can you do.

He didn't pay attention
when we talked manners.

- Your dad's into me for
80 large. Got himself all jammed up.

- Yeah, well, I'm
working on it, alright. - Father of an ICS agent.

That's worth something.

Some friends of ours
have expressed interest.

I could lay off Dougie's paper,
earn myself some favor.

- But you don't wanna do that,
right? Tell him, Gray.

It's what we're here for - we'll
work something out right now.

- I got a little
transportation issue.

Lot of nice cars,
not enough drivers. Especially across the border.

- Okay, sure. I can
do that for ya. I'll drive.

- I need somebody to
make sure my American cars reach my Canadian clients.

- No questions asked.
- That's it, I'm outta here.

- We're talkin' rich guys and
their cars. No one'll miss them.

The insurance companies,
they pick everything up. - I'm border police, remember?

Nice talking to you
there, Sammy.

- I'll get in touch.
- [Gray]: Yeah.

- [Pager system beep]
- Paging Dr. Williams.

- Paging Dr. Williams.
- Give it a rest.

- Look who you spied
with your little eye.

Something starting with T
for "Tamil terrorist."

Badri Raja. Visiting
from Sri Lanka.

For the last 7 years.

Used a fake name and SIN

to land a job at Terminal 1.

- Working at the airport?
That takes some balls.

- Please, those are wood.
Wanna go for brass? [Typing and computer noises]

Guy's part of a loving
extended family.

He's Cobra Vairesh.

- Voted "Toronto's Most Violent
Tamil Gang" 3 years running.

Killing other Sri Lankans in
the name of Tamil independence.

And you just happened
to spot him?

When's his next shift?

Uh, 6am tomorrow.

- Call Gray and Layla. Tell them
to pick him up first thing.

[Overhead announcement]

- If this guy doesn't come out
in another minute, I'm gonna drag his ass out myself.

- Relax. There's only one exit.
You okay?

- Yeah, I just didn't get
a lot of sleep last night.

- Mmm! Big date
with Agent Carver?

If only.

- Boarding call for Flight 813
with service to Philadelphia--

- This guy' supposed to be
airport security. Now he's what, a baggage handler?

- He's got two jobs.
Hey, excuse me.

Immigration and
Customs Security.

I work here.

- Yeah? Not anymore,
you don't.

Who're you phoning at 6am?

Got a line on something

coming in? Going out? What?

Here we go. Looks like
our friend here has 3 jobs.

He's the Cobra Vairesh
official photographer.

- You make it very
hard to get out of bed.

- You're lucky I have
a breakfast meeting.

Anybody I know?

[Charlotte laughing]

[Background chatter]

Do you know him?

No.

- Badri Raja. He's a member
of the Cobra Vairesh.

You have heard of them. Have
they given you trouble before?

- I left Sri Lanka to get
away from the fighting.

But there's no escape.

This is the way it is
for Tamils everywhere.

- What do you mean,
the way it is?

- We're forced to give money
to support the war for an independent Tamil State.

- What happens if you don't pay?
- They kill your family in Sri Lanka.

Or they shoot you in the head
in front of your children.

- Murder and extortion
dressed up as freedom fighting.

- I own a small curry take-away
in Putney. Nothing much.

But every week, they
come, demanding money.

I tell them I spend
everything to save my son.

- They're going to an
extraordinary amount

of trouble just
to shake you down.

I mean, how much are we talking
about? A few hundred dollars?

- Look, it's not the money for
them - it's the principle.

If I don't pay,
they look weak.

- We have this man in custody.
And we won't let him, or anyone else come near your family.

- Toronto, London - it doesn't
matter where we go.

The Cobra Vairesh
have eyes everywhere.

[People chatting and child
coughing in the background]

Good morning.

You must be Zoe.

- And you must be
"English lady friend."

Charlotte. My daughter.

And this is Will.

Oh, we've met.

- Hi.
- Will's one of my profs.

- Assistant prof, and
she's not in my section.

I'm still working
on my Ph.D.

From Cambridge.

- Really? Which college?
- Hughes Hall. - I was at King's.

But I used to sneak into Hughes
to visit my boyfriend.

Is Dr. Selby
still holding court

in the Pickerel every
Thursday evening?

- Yeah. He's uh,
he's still there.

- Brilliant mind.
- Incredible.

- Don't worry. He
won't last the week.

- Is that an
offer to shoot him?

Oh, so amusing.

She'll tire of that poseur by
the weekend. I guarantee it.

- Tamil gang members have been
targeting Parath's father.

- Here?
- Someone spotted him arriving at the airport.

Deevesh Silva says they're
after money but there could be more to the story.

- Staff meeting in ten.
- Oh, very good.

Um, this is Dr. James.

She's the newest addition to
our plastic surgery staff.

And she's going to be
observing Parath's procedure.

Superintendent Norton, ICS.

- The superintendant thinks
the Silvas may have

personal security issues.

Is everything all right?

- I'm just following up on
information received recently.

But if you or your staff notice
anything out of the ordinary,

please don't hesitate
to give me a call.

- Certainly.
- Alright.

- Three separate jobs at the
airport, with fake SIN numbers

and forged ID.

- Impressive. You'd make
a great undercover agent.

- Too bad he'll be rotting
in a Sri Lankan jail.

- Why'd you take this photo?
- He forgot to give at the office?

Your Cobra buddies told
you to shake him down?

- [Layla]: Maybe they
threatened you, too.

Maybe you're a victim
just like him.

- No way. You're a
bad ass, right?

This guy? No.

The London Cobra Vairesh
are bad ass.

You Toronto guys
are just pussies.

[Man moaning in pain]

See, now you pissed her off.

- Badri shared his
photo of Deevesh.

Sent it to an
email address.

- Have you got a name?
- Sanjeewa Jayaseelan.

Guess where he works?

Air traffic control?

That's good. No.

He's a janitor at
Toronto Pediatric.

Thank you.

- [Mike]: Thank you.
I'll take over here.

- Good luck getting
a word in edgewise.

Who's your friend Sanjeewa?

Cobra Vairesh like you?

You think that
brings you respect?

Preying on a family
with a dying kid?

Squeezing them dry?

I'm going to go introduce
myself to Sanjeewa now.

Make him an offer.

One of you is
gonna talk to me

and the other one's gonna be
on the next flight to Colombo.

And you can show your tattoo
to the Sinhalese government.

I'm sure they'll
be very interested.

This is nice.

I expected something
rather drabber from CSIS.

- We're re-branding
our image.

- They couldn't have chosen
a better man for the job.

[Cell phone ringing]

- Williams.
[Music in the background]

Sanjeewa?

Did you check the
hospital database?

Okay. Thanks.

The locals know your
man is in town.

Shit.

[Phone ringing
in the background]

Where's Darnell?

- Well, I heard an espresso
machine and an order for pain au chocolat.

So either he's joined
the Foreign Legion, or it's breakfast.

- Uh, okay, tax returns.
Alright, how many years back?

- Gray, we're picking up
Sanjeewa. Let's go.

Yeah, whatever you need.

Look, how soon can I
access this credit line?

Yeah, I tell you what, I
gotta go. I'll phone you back.

[Cell phone ringing]

- [Mike]: What the hell?
Pull over.

- You take
care. Thanks.

You're welcome.

- [Uneasy laugh]
- Hello, Michael.

- Did you enjoy
your breakfast?

[People screaming]

[Darnell]: Jesus!

[People screaming]

Lock this place down.

Around-the-clock
protection for the Silvas.

- I'll get the surveillance
tapes over to Slade.

- What about this Sanjeewa guy?
- He's our lead suspect. I want him found.

[Background medical chatter]

Get the word out to Metro and
the RCMP: we want to talk to all the suspicious Tamils they know.

- Right.
[Background chatter]

- No way to get this
Jack back in the box.

- I need another surgeon to
perform that boy's operation.

- What the hell
is going on here?

- Sorry, Michael,
I'd love to stay and chat,

but you seem to have
your hands full.

You'll debrief me later.

Go with Maggie and
secure the boy's room.

[Background chatter]

[Baby crying in the background]

This changes things.

- We were promised the operation
for Parath. I am not leaving.

Have you found the people
who killed our doctor?

- We're working on it.
- They're sending a message.

I must pay, or my family
will be next. This is the only thing it can be.

- A gang member spotted you
at the airport. Now your son's doctor is dead.

If you want us to protect you,
you need to level with us.

What is really
going on here?

- Please, just find
us another surgeon for Parath and let us go home!

- That might be challenging.
- We're doing our best.

But right now, our
priority is your safety.

ICS! Stop there! Hey!

Suspect spotted.
Queen Wing, first floor.

He's headed for the basement.
[Background reactions] - Stay on him.

- Gray, what's your twenty?
- Clarence Tunnel.

- Heading north.
- On my way.

[Moaning]

Come on. Get up, get up!

- Please! I've done nothing
wrong! I'm a janitor!

Is this a friend of yours?

- I've never seen him before.
- Yeah?

He sent you an email yesterday.
With this photo on it.

- His name is
Deevesh Silva.

No! That's Kattari.

He's a JSM enforcer.
He's a killer!

- Deevesh Silva - he has
a couple of other aliases.

One of them is on the
terrorist watch list.

- So our janitor was
telling the truth?

- Mr. Kattari was the friendly
neighborhood collector for the JSM in London.

One of 40
rival Tamil gangs.

Think, um, Crips and Bloods,
but without the record deal.

They're sworn enemies
of the Cobra Vairesh.

Moose got this from the
Guns and Gangs Task Force.

They and their pals at CSIS

put together a fat file
on Tamil gangs.

CSIS knows this guy.

- Yep, "Deevesh Silva"
and his family

were traveling
on fake passports.

If we'd known who this guy was,
we never would've let him in.

Call Darnell.

Tell him I want to
speak to him and Charlotte.

[Speed-dialing beeps]

- He helped so many children.
Everybody loved him.

- We've arranged for heightened
security, and individual protection for you

- and the surgical staff.
- Why did this happen?

- The police launched a full
investigation. We have officers waiting to take you home.

- [Background chatter]
- I'm going to do the surgery.

Dr. Abramowicz assembled
an excellent team.

- Have you ever done
this operation before?

- I've assisted in similar
procedures. I can do it.

- You could be putting yourself
at grave personal risk.

I'm well aware of that.

But Parath is
depending on us.

- You and Darnell
brought a known

gang member into this country
without telling me?

- Do you want to
punish me, Michael?

- A surgeon is dead, a woman
critically injured.

When were you planning
to fill me in?

I wasn't.

Deevesh Silva was arrested
during an M-I-5 raid

and spent a year in prison
awaiting trial on drug charges.

Then I discovered his
son's medical condition.

In exchange for the boy's
surgery, he's agreed to testify

against some major Cobra
Vairesh players in London.

- You brokered the deal?
Provided the fake passports?

- It wasn't personal.
The operation was classified.

- You used his critically ill
child to coerce Deevesh into testifying.

- The Cobra Vairesh have killed
hundreds, if not thousands,

of innocent Sri Lankans.

- The end justifies
the means.

- Is this
interrogation over,

Major Kessler?

Or would you like to
cross-examine me further?

- [Overhead]: Dr. Timmins,
please call 3-2-7.

- [Background chatter]
- I'm not sure.

Whoa, hey, hey, hey. You don't
go anywhere without an escort.

Can I have a word?

I want to claim refugee
status for me and my family.

- Well, that's not gonna happen,
pal. You're a U.K. citizen and a convicted criminal.

- If I go back to London
and testify, the Cobra Vairesh

will kill me and every family
member I have on this earth.

- And if you don't, M-I-6 is
gonna throw you in prison.

- Where I'll be
dead within a week.

Please.

Think of me as
a refugee from Sri Lanka.

The government there will
execute me if I go back.

- Nice try. But it doesn't
work that way, okay?

[Overhead announcement]

- I was operating on direct
orders from the Minister.

- Without my knowledge.
- It was strictly need-to-know.

- If CSIS and M-I-6 are
lighting a match under Toronto's Tamil gangs,

I do need to know.

- We got unlucky when the
airport worker recognized him.

- You might've been
luckier with ICS onside. Border security is what we do.

- I think you're pissed because
Charlotte kept you in the dark.

- She works for
British Intelligence.

- You and I protect Canada.
- You're sleeping with her.

- What business
is that of yours?

[Darnell sighing]

- Let's just say
sex is part of her arsenal.

Hey.

You ready to play
Tamil Family Feud?

Survey says no.

But, uh, actually
this can't wait--

- What is it?
- You know Seth?

Jalani's brother?
Jalani doesn't have a brother.

You're already so brave.

I know you'll grow up
to be a better man than your father ever was.

Never doubt that I love you.

- What's going on?
[Child coughing]

- Parath will have
his operation.

Where are you going?

Ah! I need some air.

I need a word with you.

- Not now.
- Now! Who are you?

- M-I-6.

Posted to watch Deevesh Silva.

[Moaning in pain]

Now he's gone.

- You know, Deevesh said
goodbye to Parath like he was never going to see him again.

- Do you have any idea
where he might have gone?

- There are many
JSM members in Toronto. - He'll go back to his old gang?

- If you're not going to
help him, he's thinking-- - His gang connections will.

You have to find him.

Please. Before
something bad happens.

[Baby crying]

- Deevesh has lost
faith in our ability to protect him and his family.

- Can you blame him?
- He might think his only hope is to return to the JSM fold

and ask his associates
to help him take revenge against the Cobra Vairesh.

- That's all we need -
a Tamil gang war.

- Who does Deevesh
know in Toronto?

- Well, he ranked pretty
high in the JSM in Sri Lanka before coming to the U.K.

- People know him by reputation.
- Between CSIS and Metro's Guns and Gangs Task Force,

we've got a pretty extensive
list of Tamil gang members.

Over 1,000 in the GTA.

- Start narrowing it down to
the JSMs he might've contacted.

- Got him! Got him!
Deevesh left the hospital

by the southwest utility
exit and hailed a cab.

Zoom in on the cab number.

Gray, find out where
they dropped him.

Where's your operative?

- I lent him to Darnell
to help with the search.

You should really cancel
Parath's surgery tomorrow.

Why?

Because his father reneged
on his deal with you?

- [Uneasy laugh]
- No.

Because if you put word out
that the boy will die, then Deevesh is sure to pop up.

- You think I should
risk the boy's life to flush out his father?

- We got the address
from the cab company.

Place is rented to
a known member of JSM.

- Oh! Mind if I tag along?
- Actually, I do.

[Dog barking in the background]

Bravo team is in position.

Cobra Vairesh got here first.

Move! Move!

Two suspects fleeing
with a hostage!

Stop! ICS!

[Siren sounding]
Freeze!

One down!

- Get out of the car! Move!
- Get away from the car.

- [Gray]: Put your hands
on the car now! Let's go!

Put your hands on the car.

[Moaning]

You cooperate
fully with us -

names, aliases, passwords -

every detail about every
Tamil gang member you know.

JSM, Cobra Vairesh,
all of them.

- And you will return
to London with me and testify as you agreed.

I'll do everything you want.

Just let me be at the hospital
when my son wakes up.

- That's all I ask.
- You're in no position to ask anything.

If it were up to me, I'd cancel
the surgery. But Major Kessler is more forgiving than I am.

- You'll be fitted with an
electronic monitoring device.

And if you try to run again,
I'll shoot you myself.

- [Ambiance music]
- You don't have to get me drunk.

- Oh good, then I can save this.
[Short laugh]

- On the other hand, wine does
produce a certain disinhibition. [Mike laughing]

- 'Cause you're usually
so shy and repressed.

[Short laugh]

I like this. Us.

- You sure I'm not
just useful to you?

As a sexual object, you mean?

Amongst other things.

- These are unchartered
waters for me, Michael.

I'm completely adrift.

You?

Really.

I'm totally disarmed.

- [Door opening]
- Sorry.

- I'm on my way out.
- Join us. There's plenty.

- Thanks, but I'm
having dinner with Will.

- Oh yeah, I hate to
be the bearer, darling, but your man is a fake.

- What?
- He's not at Cambridge.

University of London, maybe -
that I'd believe.

- Uh, I thought we agreed no
more background checks on my boyfriends.

- Oh, Will gave himself
away this morning.

Avoided eye contact, exhibited
uncomfortable body language--

- Gee, I wonder why.
- And Dr. Selby of the "incredible mind"

is a she, not a he.

And she hasn't set foot
in the Pickerel since they banned her in 1988.

Will lied to impress you.

Is she for real?

She's not usually wrong.

[Siren sounding]

- So, this should make
for an interesting night.

[Door opening and closing]

- You just couldn't help
yourself, could you?

[Siren sounding]

- Everything will
be alright, Parath.

When you wake up,
you will be free.

- Dad--
- Shh, we'll talk when you come out.

- [Overhead]: Dr. Partell
to emergency.

- Dr. Partell to emergency.
- You can't go any farther.

- You can wait out here
while he's in surgery.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Uh, so, anybody happen to know
how often the Cobra Vairesh update their death lists?

Uh? What, is it like a weekly
thing? Special holidays?

No? Hey.

This is a private
Cobra Vairesh site.

We got the link from an
email that CSIS intercepted.

It's hosted by a numbered
company in Bangladesh,

which leads back to these guys.

- [Charlotte]: The men Deevesh
is going to testify against.

- If he stays
alive long enough.

These men crossed Cobra Vairesh.

All dead.

- You see that Tamil script?
That says "dead rat."

- When was this
site last updated?

- Forty-three minutes ago.
After we took Deevesh back into custody.

- They're not typically sloppy.
It's Charlotte. I need you to verify something.

- Is there any way to
cross-reference this? - Darnell made some calls.

Look. Dismembered.

Decapitated. Burned alive.
Oh, and my personal favorite:

carved up and sprinkled
with cayenne pepper.

- Okay. Uh, you need
to cancel the surgery.

If the Cobra Vairesh are
planning another run at Deevesh, they'll do it at the hospital.

- Parath's already under the
knife. He's been there 2 hours.

- These men don't give up. If
they say he's a dead man, then I'm inclined to believe them.

- Take Badri to
Interview Room One.

We're done playing nice.

Your friends know
you've been here.

And we'll make sure they know
how helpful you've been.

- You're a dead man once you're
back on the street. How many family members will join you?

- Be hard to protect your
relatives in Sri Lanka.

- Even harder
to protect your, uh,

your wife and
your children in Toronto.

We've seen what your associates
do to their victims.

Even children.

I'm sure death is
merciful when it comes.

- Canadian visas
for your family here.

- U.K. visas for
your relatives in Colombo.

Protective custody.

- How do Cobra Vairesh
plan to kill Deevesh Silva?

[Sighing]

- You know, it would be
a shame if your little girl

didn't make it home from
Scarborough Elementary tomorrow.

I understand her mother
picks her up...

at 10 past 3.

There is a bomb.

- Where?
- Somewhere in the hospital.

- Where exactly?
- Please, I don't know!

- Girls, hurry. But no running.
Right through the front doors.

- [Overhead]: ...to the nearest
stairwell and exit the hospital as soon as possible.

- Keep moving right
this way. Here we go.

- Please proceed to the nearest
stairwell and exit the hospital as soon as possible.

- Bomb squad is
sweeping the building.

Assuming the Silvas
are the primary target,

we're evacuating one floor
below and two floors above.

Send home anyone
you could do without.

- We're already down
to a skeleton crew.

- How much longer?
- At least 6 hours.

- Is there any way we can
move him somewhere else?

- No. We've had to clamp
below the bifurcation of the carotid artery.

Moving him now could be fatal.
[Mike sighing]

- Okay, we have security
posted in the surgical wing.

- What good will that do
if the bomb's already been planted somewhere?

- Tell us the minute
it's safe to relocate Parath.

- Darnell, I'm
sending you a photo.

Uh, South Asian woman,
north entrance,

8:38 this morning.

[She entered and then vanished
from all the cameras.]

- Have you got her
coming out of the building? - [No. Believe me, I've looked.]

Keep me posted.

- Recognize her?
- No.

Let's get this
picture out to everyone.

How much longer?

[Regular monitor beeps]

- Tamil terrorists
trained with the PLO in the art of suicide bombs.

- Al-Qaeda learned lots from them.
- So we're looking for a suicide bomber?

- Remote detonation isn't
nearly as reliable as a personal delivery system.

- Gray, I'm sending you
a picture of our lead suspect. She may be wired.

- Copy that. 3rd floor is clear.
[Moving to the 4th.]

- [Speed-dialing beeps]
- Give me an update.

- Bomb Squad finished its sweep.
The dogs found nothing.

[We're probably looking
for a gel-based explosive]

in some kind of
airtight container, okay?

You should get
out of there, boss. - I'll take it under advisement.

[Suspense music]

Bomber's in scrubs,
heading for the O.R. She's going after the boy.

- What's happening?
What's happening?!

[Moaning]

[Charlotte]: All clear.

- Okay?
- Yeah, we got her.

- Is she...
- Dead. You're safe. You can take your time.

[Regular monitor beeps]

- [Overhead]: Dr. Singh
to the nursing station.

Dr. Singh to the
nursing station.

Hey, look at you!

- Now everyone
will see what I see.

- My beautiful boy.
- How you feeling?

- Oh, his throat is still
too sore to talk but, uh,

he's doing so well.

[In a low voice]: Thank you.

- Dr. James says she was able to
remove the tumor completely.

- Yes, it likely
won't grow back.

He'll have to go back for
regular checkups but, um...

- Now, is that what
I think it is?

- [In a low voice]: Kiri pani.
[Laughing]

From his dad.

[Child coughing
in the background]

- These are the
applications

for refugee status
for you and Parath.

I'm going to recommend
they be fast-tracked.

We'll work to find you a spot in
the witness protection program. - And Deevesh?

- You can't have any
contact with him.

It could jeopardize
your safety.

- He looks like
his father, doesn't he?

[Video game noises]

- Look, there's no way
I'm getting into bed with Sammy, alright?

What's that about?

- Nothing. Just a guy I know
who screwed up big time.

[Sighing]
How you doin'?

- Well, I've been trying
to locate Jimmy's family.

I can't find anybody.

- Guy was deep cover
for a long time.

- Yeah, his ashes are
sitting at a crematorium.

- Uh, hey, got a minute?
- Yeah. What do you need?

The bank says, uh,

Bank says I need a reference
from my boss to get a line of credit.

Just gotta pay off
some credit cards.

Sure. Is everything okay?

- Yeah. It's all
under control. Thanks.

[Traffic noises]

- Your flight's
not 'til morning.

- I'm not sure I trust my star
witness in anyone else's hands.

- He'll be fine
for one night.

You've convinced me.

I'm going to miss you.

- Despite my
unforgivably black heart?

We're not that different.

I will be back.

Good.

Because I wanna
make this work.

- Don't lie to me, Michael.
Not about this.

No more breaking in.