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- Hey.
- Si.

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Ciao.

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Si.

Amore.

Ciao.

Ciao.

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Parvati!

Gioia Mia! Isabella! Mwah!

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Migliori amiche per sempre.

Best friends forever.

Hey.

Hey.

Why do you work so hard?
We have enough money.

It's not about the
money. I like working.

You know, the... the ritual.

It's like meditation for me.

I close my eyes at night, and all I see

is cobblestones and green fields,

and it's just... simple.

Far cry from your life as a
lawyer back home in New York.

Right.

My home is here, Andrea.

With you.

Bella!

Hey!

- Hi.
- Time for bed, Bella.

- Mm-hmm.
- But Parvati promised she'd read to me.

Come on.

Fantastico.

Ryan Booth.

Nice to meet you, Ryan Booth.

So, how are we supposed to move forward?

There's just so much between us...

so much weight.

Do you really want to do this?

Give it all up for me?

Wherever you run,

that's where I want to be.

Have I told you I love you today?

No.

But you should.

Again and again and again.

Turn out the lights.

Take Bella upstairs.

- Parva...
- Please. Do as I say.

Take Isabella upstairs
and go into the bathroom.

I-I don't... don't understand.

What the hell is that?

Do you want to live?

Do you want your daughter to live?

So here's what's gonna happen.

You're gonna go upstairs,
get into the bathtub,

and stay there until you hear from me.

You got it?

Ora!

Hello, Parva.

Or should I just call you Alex?

Somebody wants to meet you.

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"Nothing to be worried about"?

Go to your brother's.

Drive straight through the night.

Don't stop for anyone or anything. Okay?

Best friends forever.

Best friends forever.

I need to find who sent those men.

And I know you want to know
where I'm going, but I just...

That's what you think I'm asking?

No, Parvati.

What I'm asking is...

who are you?

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Thank you.

Thank you.

Hey, Alex.

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I've been here for two days.

I paid a guard at the bank
to tell me if you showed up.

How did you know I'd be there?

They found you, right?

Who are they?

The same people who
took Shelby two days ago.

She's alive.

They put her on the phone
for just a second, but...

they're gonna kill her in 72 hours

if you and I don't give
them what they need.

The Conscience Code?

How do they even know about the code,

- let alone that we have it?
- Do we have it?

Do you have it?

'Cause it's supposed to be
in that safety deposit box.

Remember? I put it there
in case of an emergency.

But when I went to go
open it, it was gone.

- I destroyed it.
- You what?

I burned it. After I memorized it.

You memorized it?

- Of course.
- Thank God.

You have to write it down.

Where is the FBI on this?

I'm the FBI,

and I'm telling you to write it down.

I thought you were never
going back to the bureau.

Oh, Alex, I'd be more than happy

to catch up with you some other time,

but right now... Listen.

If I involve anybody else in the bureau,

they're gonna kill Shelby.

Ryan, you would trade your
life to keep that code a secret,

and so would Shelby.

Yeah, but, Alex, whoever it is,

they were able to find you.

Okay? They have money,
and they have means.

When were you gonna
tell me about the ring?

What ring?

The one you clearly took
off before seeing me.

I... I wanted to tell you

when the time was right.

Alex, Shelby's my wife.

I... I could swear

you just said that you...

married my best friend.

It's been three years.
You completely vanished.

I had no idea if I'd
ever even see you again.

So you married Shelby.

I married the woman that I love.

Congratulations.

I'm not giving you that code, Ryan.

I'm gonna come with you

and we're gonna figure out another way.

That's my offer.

Mi lamenti, Luciano.

Che cosa fatto questo tessuto?

Seta?

Si, signora.

Hmm.

I had to learn Italian when
I was dealing with Berlusconi.

Creep.

I like speaking it, though.

Makes me sound exotic.

You like silk?

I can have Luciano make you one, too.

No, I don't want a dress.

I'm not the reason
you're in this situation.

No? Who is?

Your husband.

A few years back,

Ryan was sent in to find a
guy leaking intel at the NSA.

Turns out the guy worked for me.

Ryan arrested him,

and he's now living out
his days at Leavenworth.

You're angry. Is that what this is?

I'm telling a story. Don't interrupt.

Now, when Ryan combed
through the recovered data,

he found the thing I was after.

A top-secret code that can bypass any

computer-controlled missile,
bomb, drone... whatever.

In case some schmuck had
a crisis of conscience

and couldn't press the button.

Hence, The Conscience Code.

I know. How could he
not tell you about it?

Well, I think we can
guess who he did tell.

Grazi, Luciano. Grazi.

I sound like Sophia Loren, don't I?

Will?

You son of a bitch!

We agreed she would never see me.

Oops. Now, what did you find?

Alex Parrish is now in New York.

It was insurance.

Alex is seen as a traitor by a
lot of people in our government.

If they ever came after her
again, she needed leverage.

What you did is treason.

I hoped I'd see you again one day, Alex,

but not like this.

I told you this would be a mistake.

This needs to be off-book, okay? No FBI.

Okay, this is not a mistake.

Owen's the only one we can truly trust.

And how are you so
sure you can trust me?

Friendship.

What is it?

The FBI's been tracking chatter

about a high-end invite-only auction

being organized by one of
the biggest arms dealers

in the world, known only as The Widow.

An auction for what?

All we know is that it's described as...

a unique weapon with
geopolitical ramifications.

The Conscience Code qualifies.

But how can she be selling it?

She doesn't have the code. I do.

Which is why she wanted you alive.

Somehow she found out the two
of you have what she needs.

Now, if it is The Widow, I
know someone who can help us.

Does that mean you're helping us?

I'll call you in a few hours.

Where are you going?

Quantico.

"Look closer."

That will be the mantra
for your entire career.

Always reminding yourself
nothing is what it seems...

and everyone is lying.

All the time.

And on that happy note, class dismissed.

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No one ever really leaves the Agency.

You know that.

There are people at the
FBI... Good people...

Who want to clean it up.

I was asked to help them.

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Oh, right.

Um... before I tell you why I'm here,

I need you to know it's top-secret.

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No, no. It's beyond Code-Word.

It's just you and me.
And a couple of others.

I need you to come
to New York for an op.

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Jocelyn. Jocelyn.

It's The Widow.

I seized this place in a
drug raid a year or so ago.

We can stage out of here.

We gonna talk about this?

- About what?
- Well, you tell us

you want to bring in Jocelyn Turner,

but you fail to mention that she's deaf?

- Ryan.
- No, no,

I'm not gonna be
politically correct right now

with Shelby's life at risk, okay?

Look, you're a great agent,
and I learned a lot from you,

but I need everybody at 100%.

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My "Achilles heel"? What
the hell's that mean?

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Well, I'm not emotional.
And I can see just fine.

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We both speak ASL.

Along with some other languages.

Part of their CIA training.

How did this happen to you?

A bomb.

The Widow's bomb.

Jocelyn infiltrated The Widow's
organization for 19 months.

Her cover was blown.

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We need her insight.

But let me be clear,

I would put this woman
up against any agent,

deaf or not.

Well, let's get to work.

Alex Parrish has been
in New York for 24 hours,

and you don't know where
she is? How is that possible?

I do have something interesting.

Owen Hall, Deputy Director of the FBI

abruptly left his office
this morning at 8:00 AM.

Why is that interesting?

He was their instructor at The Farm

before he left the CIA.

If they're assembling a
team, we have a real problem.

Why?

Together, they're formidable.

Either Alex or Ryan have the code.

They can play all the games they want.

One of them will give it up.

How are you so sure?

The man broke a hundred
laws to steal that code,

and what did he do?

He delivered it to his ex-girlfriend Alex

and didn't say a word to his wife.

But now Shelby's the one paying for it.

That's guilt.

Which is why they
won't be able to bear it

when they see this a
few seconds from now.

Are those wires?

This is not what I signed up for.

You didn't read the brochure?

William, the people I sell to

are the stuff of nightmares.

You knew exactly what you signed up for.

Ryan, we'll get her back.

We have 24 hours before the auction.

How the hell are we gonna get her back?!

We have to give her the code.

- We'll find a way to get it back.
- We are not doing that.

Ryan, once again, you're letting
your emotions get the best of you.

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- Oh, great, now you're handling me, too?

You need clear eyes to see.

What does that even mean?

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It was bad enough I
had to watch the video.

Now I have to look at each frame?

For what?

To find something.

I don't see a cable bill
with their address on it.

Clear eyes.

"Clear eyes." Look.

I don't see anything
except for Shelby in pain.

Where is she?

In an... empty, dusty room.

But where in the room?

In the light. Direct sunlight.

Yeah. Horizontal light.
That's either dawn or dusk.

- It's dawn.
- How do you know that?

'Cause the video came in today.

There's no way The Widow
would have sat on this.

This was shot this morning.

Then this window's facing East.

Okay. The light from
the windows is refracted,

which means leaded glass.

A factory.

Maybe a factory. It could also
be a loft conversion like this.

No, no. unlikely.

16 panes of leaded glass.
These are Maccadan windows.

They were made in the '20s and '30s.

They're explicitly forbidden
for residential use.

The, uh, glass contains arsenic.

- Wow.
- What?

Shelby and I did a big
renovation last year.

I learned more than I want to know.

- Okay.
- What is it?

Her eyes.

What about them?

She's looking down,
scanning from left to right.

East to west.

Wait. She's doing it right
here, too, in these frames.

That's a... a ripple in the water.

The room's trembling.

A subway went by.

- Two subways.
- Mm-hmm.

Two subways, four seconds apart

in the same direction.

We're looking for all the
east-west double lines,

any station where two
trains can pass underneath

within four seconds of each other.

And then we narrow it down to
those under 1930s buildings.

That are clear of any
skyscrapers blocking light.

H-Hey, guys, I-I don't want
to put a damper on this, but...

there will still be many
buildings in the five boroughs

that fit the same description.

We got to have a backup plan.

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- We have to get a buyer in that auction.

Worst case,

we make sure the code
ends up in friendly hands.

The buy-in is $50 million.

There's probably only a dozen

of those in the world
who fit that description.

Five?

Guess what.

We know someone who
works for one of them.

Harry. Thanks for seeing me.

Harry! Who's your friend?

He's fine, Felix.

He better be.

Mm-hmm.

You're not gonna make
trouble for me, are you, Ryan?

So, this is what private security

for the Pillay brothers means, huh?

Being a pool boy?

Yet here you are, asking
the pool boy for a favor.

Thank you.

You ever heard of The Widow?

The brothers don't
work with her anymore.

They got out of the arms business.

They're strictly mining now.

I need them to get back in.

No. Not a chance.

Harry, she has Shelby.

What do you mean?

She took her. They...

They tortured her.

Why Shelby?

There's an auction. It's exclusive.

- The buy-in's $50...
- $50 million. Yes, I heard about that.

Again, what has Shelby
got to do with it?

The Widow is selling
The Conscience Code.

She doesn't have it yet.

Well, how do you know?

Because we have it.

Harry, I need your bosses
to bid on this thing and win.

Look, I'm really sorry about Shelby,

but I have done my part
for king and country.

Surely, I can't be your only option.

$20 million piece of
government equipment

relegated to holding the
whiskey and fetching the whores.

Well, they pay me a lot,
and they pay me on time,

and I don't have to
worry about my own country

- selling me out again.
- Harry. Look at me.

They're gonna kill her.

Ryan, come on.

You'll figure something
out. You always do.

Gavin Pillay.

Looks like older
brother's about to tell you

to spank the infant.

My answer is no.

Best of luck, though.

I did always like Shelby.

Felix, come on. Let me hold the gun.

- You want it?
- Yeah.

Take it.

You got to learn to relax, bro.

Yeah, thank you.

We've dealt with
warlords like him before.

If there's something he
needs, we'll get it for him.

Hang on a sec. What?

Gavin, you hired me so
that you and the board

could travel safely
anywhere in the world,

not to babysit your brother.

- Our companies employ over 30,000 people.
- Mm-hmm.

Each are deployed to do
the job that is required,

not necessarily the job they want.

I'm a $20 million piece
of government hardware.

You're wasting me.

If it takes a $20 million
piece of government hardware

to babysit my brother

and therefore allows me the freedom

- to use my time more efficiently...
- Mm-hmm.

That's money well spent.

If it helps, consider
Felix a security risk.

- He is a security risk.
- Then I have the right man on the job.

That will be all.

No, we can't meet him then.

8 down, 47 more to go.

Yeah, and this auction
starts tomorrow morning.

So if Shelby's still there and The Widow

doesn't have the code,
how's that play out?

Well, then we're gonna save Shelby

and go back to our lives.

What life do you go home to?

Last time I saw you,

we fell asleep in
that shack in Thailand.

And when I woke up, you were gone.

Non tutte le ciambelle
riescono col buco.

"Not all doughnuts come out the same?"

Yeah, that really clears it up.

What it means is not
everything works out, Ryan.

I needed a clean slate.

I thought that's what we were doing.

You're a lot of things,

but a clean slate is not one of them.

Besides...

Shelby is everything to
you that I could never be.

So we'll bring her home.

Let's go.

There's a whore in my bedroom.

I need you to get her out.

Well, have you asked her to leave?

She's a pain in my ass, okay?

And now I want to sleep,
so get her the hell out.

Hey, darling, I think it might
be time for you to just...

Hey.

Son of a bitch.

Yeah. Hang on, hang
on. It's gonna be okay.

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Hey.

Shelby, I need you to know

I had no idea they
were going to do this.

Your nose is bleeding.

Ohh!

What the hell's wrong with you?

Now we're a matching set.

I was trying to help you.

You're the reason I'm here.

Look, I took a job
working for Mrs. Royce.

She wanted to track down
what happened with the code,

and I figured it out. I didn't know...

That code can kill tens
of thousands of people.

You knew that, right?

You betrayed your
country. You betrayed us.

I helped you and Ryan and Alex,

and what did I get for it?

No security clearance
back after G20 and Roarke.

I had no place to go but
to work in dark corners.

It's not like any of
you came looking for me.

We didn't do this to you, Will.

We didn't take away your
clearance. We're your friends.

Help me get out of here.

A public place? Why not just come in?

Good news. Harry's in.

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Yeah, I'll come along,
but I won't like it.

Who's he talking to?

Who was that?

Will Olsen.

Will? What did he want?

He's working for The Widow.

Well, that answers a lot of questions.

Son of a bitch.

I told him I could get him immunity,

but he doesn't trust me, so he wants me

to meet him in public
with proof from a judge.

I got him. Sidewalk
across from the church.

Looks clear.

No tail? No weapon?

Negative.

You're good to go.

Did you bring it?

Signed by a judge. Now where's Shelby?

They have her.

Will, I held up my end.
Now tell me where she is.

I get it. You're angry.
You think I screwed up.

But I'm here now, and I want to help.

Where the hell is she?

Your team is position, Owen?

Clear lines of sight?
Ryan on gun? Who else?

Alex? Assets in place?

Alex? Parrish?

I haven't seen her in three years.

Yeah, nice try. We
know she's in New York.

Trap.

Owen. Get out of there.

Move.

Where are we going?

Don't worry. You're
not the one she wants.

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Alex, Jocelyn has eyes
on five men, maybe more.

Get the hell out of here now.

Don't let them get Alex.

Where did she go? Find her.

- There she is!
- Oh, she's heading into the alley...

East side of the church!

Alex.

Alex, damn it, where are you?

Why isn't she answering?
Where the hell is she?

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- Alex, if you can hear me,

they're crossing east side at the alley.

Remember, we need Alex alive.

Hey! Officers!

It'll wear off in a few minutes.
They did the same thing to me.

Are you okay?

Most girls would have reunited

over martinis after three years.

And then there's us.

Where were you all this time?

I'm not shutting down, okay?

Shelby and Alex are being
held by a psychopath,

and we're out of options.

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"Be still." What does that mean?

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We've looked at everything.

Look closer.

What did you call it?
The... Conscience Code?

Mm-hmm. It's up for auction.

The buy-in is a
non-refundable $50 million

applicable to the final sale price.

Who's the seller?

The Widow.

You talked to my brother about this?

Your brother can go to hell.

What did you just say to me?

Hmm? I said to hell with Gavin.

Are you insane? I've had
people killed for less.

Oh, don't get me wrong, I love Gavin.

I love him. But come on.
He's not a gambler anymore.

But you are.

He used to be a gambler, my brother.

- Huh.
- Gavin used to be tawwe ou.

Toughest mother you ever met.

That suit he wears crushed his balls.

Oh.

All right. I'm interested.

Oh, great.

But we keep this between us.

Oh, absolutely. Come on.

Blow up that corner. Yeah.

We're looking for dust?

Yes. How close can you get?

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So... colors?

Yeah, that's blue, green.

Oh, maybe it is... some kind of factory.

Photo lab? A...

A dry cleaner's?

It's fibers.

Fibers. We're looking
for a clothing factory.

I was, um...

I was glad to hear about you and Ryan.

No, you weren't.

Shelby, that's not true.

He really loves you.

I know he loves me. You
don't need to tell me that.

Sorry, I just...

I never thought I'd see you again.

We're happy.

Well, we were happy, until now.

I don't mean you. I mean this.

Maybe you mean both.

How did it happen, the two of you?

It wasn't while you were still together.

I didn't think it was.

But you were wondering.

No, I wasn't.

- Shelby, honestly, I...
- Okay,

why are we having this
stupid conversation here?

Because it's where we are.

And it's all my fault. I...

I have the code, Shelby.

Ryan begged me to give it to him.

He wanted to trade it
for you. I wouldn't do it.

Ladies, hello.

Quality time together, I hope.

Alex, are you ready
to give me what I want?

Why does your name sound
like a Batman villain?

"The Widow"?

You can call me Mitzi.

I hate "The Widow."

You know why they call me that?

Because my husband died and
I took over the business.

After he died, I built an empire.

And you know what
that empire's based on?

Consumer confidence.

Which is why I need that code now.

I've made a lot of
promises to a lot of people.

Dangerous people.

I destroyed the code.

I didn't want it to fall
in the hands of monsters.

You and your boyfriend stole
from your own government,

but I'm the bad guy, right?

Mr. Booth, who do you
want me to shoot first?

The woman you married
or the woman you love?

- You can't.
- One of you has it.

Which of you is gonna break first?

- Three seconds.
- Don't!

3...

- Don't shoot her.
- Alex, don't do it.

- Give me what I want.
- If you hurt her...

- 2.
- I will kill you. I swear to God.

- Mirko, go ahead.
- Don't!

No, stop! Okay, fine!

- Don't do it, Alex.
- I'll... I'll give you the code.

Now would be a good time.

Establish a Permissive Action Link.

Dial-in... Kilo Bravo
229-61 Alpha Tango 4...

Write it down.

At least one of them cares about you.

- What's taking so long?
- It's Yemen.

Things don't happen in our time frame.

There's the downed drone
we're testing code on.

Okay.

Uh-oh.

Your code is a fake.

I'm sorry, Shelby.

- You did the right thing.
- Give me the damn gun.

Just look at me, okay?

Keep your eyes on me. Don't look.

Don't shoot her.

- What the hell?
- Sniper!

FBI! Get on the ground!
Everybody on the ground!

Put it down. Put it down!

Who has the code?

I do. It's safe.

Hey. It's okay. It's okay.

You're gonna be okay. I'm here now.

Ryan!

Okay.

What's happening?

What about my money?

I don't know. The auction went dark.

Dark?! That's not an answer!

That's $50 million of my
money you just pissed away!

Mm-hmm.

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- What's happening?
- Hmm?

You think you're playing me?

I'm gonna kill you, Harry.

You understand that?
- Just relax.

I'm trying to work out what happened.

Whew.

You think you're gonna
steal my money, bro?

I don't think so.

And... we're back online.

Shh. Shh, shh. Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

See ya.

Widow is being extradited to
Turkey on a war crimes charge.

Will Olsen is on his way to Leavenworth,

and nobody knows the
code was ever in play.

How did you pull that off?

I didn't. The Director did.

- What, you told the Director?
- I had to.

Well, what about Alex? Does
she want her in custody?

No. In fact, she's assured me that

you're gonna get a full
pardon from the president

for any past crimes.

In exchange for what?

Nothing.

But she did ask if you'd consider

remaining with the team.

Uh... what team?

This one.

It's gonna be a
black-ops team, off book.

You'll get your assignments from me.

You'll report only to me.

I'm in.

Well, it's not like I have
anything else to do anymore,

so...

I'm sorry.

I just really want to go home.

Best friends forever.

Sempre.

They found you, right?

"Nothing to be worried about"?

Best friends forever.

Who are you?

Anyone drinking?

Definitely.

Make it a double.

Got another glass?

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

I'm so glad you're okay.

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