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[Julian] Can I help you with that?

Thanks.

[Harper] Morgan Bote gave me your number.

Are you good at this?

[Julian] Yes.

I know what I'm doing.

[Zoe] A Russian named Pavlovich

ordered Morgan Bote's murder

to protect a business deal of his in Afghanistan.

He also ordered

mercenaries to Afghanistan to protect that deal.

[Angela over phone] Dad? Can you take me off speaker?

Shit. Shit, shit.

- No, wait! Wait! - [rapid gunfire]

[Zoe] The men that killed Emily

were his men.

[Chase] Morgan Bote wasn't his only target.

[Zoe] Who was his other target?

The Dixons.

- Marcia and Henry. - Why?

[Chase] Hamzad's lawyer,

she wanted to tell you something,

something she was afraid to say over the phone.

- Maybe she knows. - Then we're going to London.

Because fuck him.

I want to hurt him. Don't you?

[rain falling]

[siren wailing]

[thunder rumbling]

Hey.

It's you.

Hey.

- You're-- - I am.

We-we met.

When I had crutches from my thing.

- You helped me onto the bus. - I did. [chuckles]

Was wondering if I was ever gonna run into you again.

Is this your way home from work?

No, no, no, it's not.

Got you.

I... It was.

- But I quit my job. - Oh, congratulations.

Did I just say "Congratulations"?

It's okay.

[laughs] Let me try that again.

So, you quit your job.

What a wide variety of experiences that might involve.

How are you feeling about this?

Seems like someone else might want to quit their job.

Can you tell?

[both chuckle]

What do you do?

♪ ♪

And you want to make a difference,

so you pour all of yourself into it

and you make the sacrifices, but eventually

it gets hard to tell where the work ends and you begin.

It's hard to feel good about participating

in your own erasure in that way.

But it's hard leaving something

that may cost pieces of you in the leaving.

I lost my best friend.

Recently.

Just before the end,

he started to have the same questions.

Is this the only way to live?

Is this all we are?

I couldn't hear him back then.

And now...

...it's the only thing I can think about.

We don't live in a place that makes it easy

to ask those kind of questions.

- Yeah. - But, hey,

you got out.

Maybe that's the first step towards something.

So...

Congratulations? [chuckles]

♪ ♪

[phone buzzes]

- [drops backpack] - What do you want?

Wasn't easy to find you.

What do you want?

I think Morgan Bote sent you an email

just before he was murdered.

I need you to show me what it said.

♪ ♪

[receptionist] Mr. and Mrs. Dixon. Welcome.

I have you checked into room 1409.

You have anything on the 12th floor?

- Let me check. - [typing]

Actually, we do. I can put you in 1231.

Hmm. Lower.

I beg your pardon, sir?

Anything, uh, between 01 and 05,

please.

- [typing] - Odd.

Not even.

[typing]

[sighs]

- Thank you very much. - Thank you, sir.

[panting]

[sobbing]

[Angela] Dad?

Can you take me off speaker?

Shit. Shit.

- No, wait! Wait! - [rapid gunfire]

[young Angela] Promise me, Daddy.

♪ ♪

[Chase panting]

This feeling just doesn't want to be turned off.

Maybe it's okay to be angry.

- [sighs] - [drink pours]

Yes, there's a time when angry can help.

This isn't it.

We need answers we don't even understand

the questions for yet.

We need our wits.

Pavlovich...

...he dies before this is all said and done.

That much is certain.

When it's time for the anger to play its role in that,

it won't be hard to find.

Scorched earth.

Yeah.

Okay.

We've got 24 hours

before this meeting's supposed to go down.

Want to catch a show?

That was a joke.

That was funny.

Maybe we should talk about the meeting,

how to manage it.

Morgan talked to me about it a little.

- Yeah, what'd he say? - He said that

Pavlovich is connected somehow

to this deal for Hamzad's mineral deposit.

[Chase muttering]

We don't know how.

Nina Kruger, Hamzad's lawyer,

knows something about it,

and we have to figure out what she knows.

That's what you have to get from her.

What we should talk about is how you plan to do that.

He said there were three kinds of lawyers.

The kind that would do anything for a client,

and the kind that would do anything to be a client,

and that I should figure out which one she is, quickly.

What was the third?

He said that only an idiot would accept that there's only

two kinds of anything in this world,

even if we can't imagine the third yet.

Oh, yeah, right.

What else did he say?

He said all tradecraft is waged

wielding two weapons in concert.

Mm.

See, in your left hand you have your empathy, and...

- Uh-huh. - ...I told him that sounded awful familiar.

He may have been an asshole, but that asshole

understood the game better than anyone I ever knew.

- He taught me well. - It's a scary idea.

This weapon that I've been given.

In order to wield it, you have to be okay

never trusting anybody ever again,

never getting close to anybody ever again.

Ah, I didn't say that exactly.

No, I did.

Oh.

I see you think

that if we get close again, I might be ruthless with you?

Maybe.

But I know I might.

I'm someone who breaks things, remember?

I think maybe I always have been.

Except now I'm armed.

I think you're in the wrong house, friend.

You might want to leave before you get hurt.

[Harper] You're not Julian Carson?

Morgan Bote's personal field operative?

Let's assume I'm in the right house,

and let's assume whatever it is

that you wish I didn't know about you, I know.

The email that Morgan Bote sent--

- I didn't get an email-- - It's critical that I see it.

Even if it weren't a national security issue,

which I'm pretty sure it is,

there are lives at stake here,

the lives of people who are counting on me.

I didn't get any email.

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

Now please leave my house.

How did I find you?

The old man took care of the people

he needed to take care of.

He built a wall around you,

around your name, your life

so that nothing you did for him could blow back on you

or the people you care about.

So how on Earth did I find you?

That wall was built out of his influence.

The moment he was gone, the cracks appeared.

There'll be more.

I imagine you have plenty of enemies out there.

They'll show, and you won't be safe.

And neither will the new girl that you're seeing right now.

I am fucking certain you did not just threaten her.

- Because if you did-- - It's not gonna be me you need to worry about.

I'm fucking certain you're smart enough to know that.

[grunts] I spent a long time

living behind one of those walls,

so trust me when I tell you, when they fall,

and the things you thought were safe behind them

are exposed to the world,

there's nothing worse.

Help me,

and I'll help make sure that your wall holds for a long time.

Don't, and you're on your own.

[door opens]

[door closes]

♪ The right ♪

♪ To hold you ever so tight ♪

♪ And to feel... ♪

I feel very exposed right now. Is that normal?

[Chase over phone] I don't know what "normal" means in this context.

I mean, I...

understand that not everyone

in this restaurant is looking at me, but it feels

[over phone] like everyone in this restaurant is looking at me.

[Chase] Yeah, that's normal.

She's gone from very late to extremely late.

All right, you want to split? Go catch a show?

Ah. I see what you did there.

Hoisted on my own...

- Petard. - Y-You know, I knew that, it just...

sounded weird as I was gonna say it.

- It's a bomb. - It's from Hamlet.

- Is it? - I mean, it's a bomb,

but the line is from Hamlet.

Which part?

What part of what?

Well, the play. What part's it from?

I-I don't know. Somewhere in there.

The revenge-y part.

[laughs softly] Yeah.

Yeah, once you're in a revenge story,

there are no other parts.

Uh, you should read that play again.

First chance I get.

♪ All my wildest dreams ♪

♪ Come true... ♪

Can I ask you a question?

- Shoot. - Where's our money from?

Well, your half, you stole from me.

No, no, I'm-I'm serious.

How did you make all this money?

Yeah, you do what I do long enough,

you come across information a lot of people

wish you didn't have, and I got lucky.

Found a couple of guys who had some cash to invest.

Right time, right place.

Who is Lou Barlow?

Where'd you hear that name?

Morgan was talking about how he couldn't believe

the stuff that you got away with.

He mentioned the money and he mentioned that name, and...

it was the only moment I spent with him that...

I could tell he was being untruthful with me.

Well, a lot of money changed hands.

That, uh, can bring out the worst in people.

Lou Barlow... is the worst in people.

Yeah, he's a person I wish I'd never crossed paths with.

Can you tell me what that means?

Oh, someday.

Oh, Jesus. Really?

- We're leaving. - Are you blowing off my question?

No, we're just wasting time sitting here.

Need to keep our heads in the game.

You don't think she's coming?

- I don't. - You don't sound surprised.

I'm not.

- Who are you calling? - [line ringing]

[Anna over phone] Nina Kruger's office.

[Chase] Nina Kruger, please.

Oh, she's unavailable at the moment.

May I take your name and number, and someone

- will return your call? - Is this Anna?

It is. May I ask who's calling?

Uh, Anna, this is time-sensitive.

I'd like to know where to reach her, please.

I'm sorry, she's out of the office

attending to a personal matter

- and won't be checking messages, but-- - [sighs]

She's definitely not coming.

We're gonna need to go find her.

- Her assistant just said she doesn't know where she is? - Well...

...I'm gonna ask her another way.

[scanner beeping]

[indistinct chatter]

[scanner beeps]

- [clicks keypad] - [register beeps]

[TV playing indistinctly]

That thing actually gonna work?

[Chase] Mm, theoretically.

Long as it's kept close enough to the target, yeah.

[Zoe] And we're sure that's her place?

Yeah, pretty sure.

So, you just...

figured this all out before we even left the U.S.?

- Yeah. - You found Kruger's assistant,

you found her place, you-you...

constructed this whole plan without me even noticing.

Yeah, it wasn't like there were state secrets involved.

I actually felt like I was starting to understand all this.

Which seems a little silly at this moment.

Why?

All these moving parts that I didn't even know existed

until I noticed that they had been moving for days.

I mean, you're sitting there building a laser rifle.

I-I understand it's not a laser rifle, I just...

- I'm pretty sure you understand my point. - Mm.

You understand the hard parts.

The rest is just bells and whistles, long division.

The part that smart people hire people like me to do for 'em.

[inhales]

Or used to do for 'em, at any rate.

[footsteps approaching]

- [unzips bag] - [heavy footsteps approaching]

[keys jingling]

[Chase] Excuse me.

Uh, I think I might be a little lost.

I'm looking for my friend. Uh, can you help me?

Who are you looking for?

Really appreciate it. It's been a long day.

Thought I'd be wandering these halls all night.

The friend I'm looking for is named Nina Kruger.

[keys jingling]

Anna, look at me.

This was a courtesy.

The next time, whether it's me or someone else,

you aren't gonna see it coming.

Are you sure it's worth it?

♪ ♪

- [static crackling] - [Anna breathing heavily]

[rustling]

[phone opens]

[line rings]

[automated voice] The person you are calling is not available.

Please leave a message after the tone.

[beeps]

[Anna through computer] I'm sorry.

I know you said I'm-I'm not to call, but....

there's a man looking for you.

He came to my home tonight.

Please tell me what I should do.

Please tell me.

[Anna crying]

- [door opens and closes] - [footsteps approaching]

I think it worked.

Yeah?

[grunts]

[chuckles]

Well, you did good. There it is.

There's the location of Kruger's phone.

How did you know that that woman would make that phone call?

[grunts]

Lucky guess.

How did you know?

You look someone in the eye, you show 'em

that you're capable of doing what they're most afraid of,

almost everyone will do what you want 'em to do.

But not me.

You looked at me that way once.

I had a different reaction.

I found out what you feared the most,

and I used it to hurt you right back.

I know.

'Cause I'm a person who breaks things.

You okay?

I wish it hadn't been so easy to do what we just did.

I wish it had been...

harder to do that.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[Chase sighs]

♪ ♪

Near the end, with Abbey...

...you know, when she couldn't tell what was real

from what wasn't, she said things that...

...were hard to hear.

Uh, because they were mad.

But, I don't know, maybe because they were true.

I once broke this dish,

you know, dropped it in the kitchen.

She glared at me so... so angry, so dark.

She said, "A person who can't help but break

everything they touch..."

"...shouldn't be allowed in the house."

"They should be outside with the animals."

What part of that felt true to you?

The worst parts.

If you're sitting there,

thinking awful things

that you don't want to say

because you can't imagine anyone else understanding,

about what sort of person you are...

...just want you to know that someone else does.

I don't want to have to live outside with the animals.

Well, me either.

♪ ♪

[engine shuts off]

Keep an eye out.

Give me a minute.

♪ ♪

[sportscasters speaking indistinctly on TV]

[sportscasters continue indistinctly]

♪ ♪

[breathing shakily]

[clattering]

[clattering continues]

♪ ♪

[muffled grunting]

[both grunting]

[pained groaning]

[gunshots]

[panting]

- Oh, wait, wait, Zoe. - What happened?

- She's been poisoned. - What?

Something airborne in the house.

I have to assume I'm hot.

Just... just keep your distance.

What-what-what can we do?

The guy I found in there, he's got an antidote,

but it's destroyed.

[panting]

They're gonna be coming soon.

We don't have much time.

[Kruger wheezing] You came.

W... we got lucky.

They didn't find it.

[Kruger wheezing]

In the study.

On the middle shelf.

[exhales]

[Kruger over recording] Hello, Zoe.

This is, uh, all so unfamiliar.

I wish I knew how to start.

I have some very troubling information.

I'm trusting you to enlist

the help of Mr. Bote to address it

and to persuade him to provide me with protection,

of which I believe I am in most urgent need.

A man named Suleyman Pavlovich

has used his mercenary army to seize control

of an important mineral deposit in the Panjshir.

In the process, his men were ordered

to murder the Hamzad family.

This much, I believe you know.

Now let me tell you what hardly anybody knows.

The Meshbahar deposit is very large,

but there are others around the world.

Unfortunately, most are located in places

that are not friendly to my government or yours.

I have learned that a number of those parties

are engaged in a secret plan

to organize themselves.

A cartel...

conceived to control access

to the world's markets of rare earth metals.

If successful,

it would constitute a weapon

capable of bringing any Western economy to its knees.

Or all of them.

Pavlovich's membership to this cartel

promises to be incredibly lucrative,

but it is hanging on by a thread.

Threatened...

by you.

By the two of you.

Henry and Marcia Dixon possess

both a stake in his firm and past ties to the CIA.

The cartel have begun to doubt

his trustworthiness because of this.

He will do anything

to eliminate any trace of the connection.

You and me.

Please...

...help me.

[computer chimes]

So, what do we do?

We separate.

- No. - Yeah. No choice.

We need to put you someplace safe.

You're gonna go to the police.

We're gonna call Harold. He can help.

I thought we were past this.

- Zoe-- - You running off

- and jumping off cliffs to protect me... - Zoe...

...as if that is something that I wanted.

There's an antidote to whatever I walked into,

but they've got it.

My only chance

to avoid what happened to her is to let 'em take me.

I will make it back.

You get anywhere near Pavlovich,

you are not gonna be thinking about anything

but killing Pavlovich.

I'll make it back.

I don't believe you.

I need you to.

Zoe...

...I need you to.

["Crescent City Blues" by Beverly Mahr playing over radio]

♪ I hear the train a-comin' ♪

♪ It's rollin' round the bend ♪

♪ And I ain't been kissed, Lord ♪

♪ Since I don't know when ♪

♪ The boys in Crescent City ♪

♪ Don't seem to know ♪

♪ I'm here... ♪

I don't want to do this work anymore.

I don't want to be in any more of those situations.

That's why I left. I was clear.

Well, that's between you and him.

I didn't ask to be here.

In a moment when I think he believed that

his life's work was about to be undone,

he put its survival in your hands.

I don't care about his life's work.

Hey, I don't either.

I'm here because I want my life back

and I don't know any other way to do it.

Why are you here?

♪ But I'm stuck in Crescent City... ♪

He sent an email

the other night.

I deleted it,

and it felt good.

I was free from it all.

I closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep.

And then what did you do?

I undeleted it.

And why do you imagine I would do something like that?

You're asking me?

I think you know

what it's like to be in my shoes.

I think you partnered with him once

and tried to leave.

So, yeah, I'm asking you.

May I?

Why couldn't you just... let it go?

Maybe it was because you knew he was trusting you

with something important,

and it was very hard to walk away from something

that was a part of who you are.

I just said, I don't want it anymore.

Maybe want has nothing to do with something like that.

And then maybe you just don't like the idea

of someone taking a shot at the old man

and getting away with it,

and you'd like to be the one

to do something about it.

When I opened it,

I thought maybe he sent it by mistake.

I mean, the man was really old.

This wasn't a mistake.

You know who that is?

This...

...is Suleyman Pavlovich.

And that...

is my ex-wife.

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[rooster crows]