03x08 - The Unraveling

[bunniefuu]

- Aleksi Yurimov.
- I'm not up on my Russian spies.

You'd be taking Putin's queen
off the chessboard.

♪ tense, dramatic music ♪

- Can I help you?
- We're with state police.

You're not the police.

[Joe grunts]

I'm scared, Joe.

I'm scared for you.

I'm scared for our daughters.

[grunts]

[Joe]
I'm blackjacked!

[screams]

- [grunts loudly]
- [Babat] I am here to take you to your death.

[screams]

Everybody breaks, Byron.

And when she breaks,
who knows what spills out?

♪♪♪

[panting]

[Bobby]
I'm going to get Joe.

- [sobbing]
- [Cruz] You're okay.

[Joe] I'm gonna figure out
who was behind this.

And I'm gonna k*ll them.

[Meade]
We found her.

She is safe.
She's in good health.

- [exhales]
- Who's behind this?

We believe that the double agent

who brought us
the Yurimov operation...

ultimately, her goal was

a CIA senior case officer
abduction.

A double agent.

♪ tense music ♪

♪♪♪

- [indistinct chatter]
- [keyboards clicking]

♪ pulsing music ♪

[Berger]
What's interesting about him?

[analyst]
Russian national,

got his master's
in international relations

from the London School
of Economics in 2011.

Green card in 2018.

Look at his W-2 history.

Worked at Akin Gump,
then BGR until '22,

when the Ukraine w*r popped off

and lobby firms
dropped Russian clients.

Now he's at CSIS.

[line ringing]

Hey.

Is this guy on your radar?

[sighs] Hang on.

- Go ahead.
- Dmitri Sokolov.

DOB, 03-18-88.

Virginia license, 1-6-1-0-2-2-5.

No. Don't have him.

Look at his work history.

[keyboard clicks]

Huh.

He's running in some
interesting circles.

Yeah.

Put a SIGINT team on him.

Get me everything. Phone,

emails, track his movement.

You want to assign
a case officer?

No. Work up the file first.

[phone clatters softly]

[buttons clicking]

[phone buzzing]

- I'm on my way in.
- Your husband around?

Right beside me.

Give me a minute.
I'll step away.

No, let me talk to him.

Okay. Um, it's for you.

- Yes?
- Hey, it's Byron.

Morning, Byron.

Could you give me a minute, hon?

Oh, G... By all means.

[sighs]

What can I do for you?

I got a lobbyist
at, uh, BGR till '22.

Russian national,
he's at CSIS now.

Sounds like he's still lobbying.

What's his area of expertise?

- Don't know.
- Name?

Uh, Sokolov. Dmitri Sokolov.

[Errol]
Hold on.

I can see you lurking.

- [line ringing]
- [scoffs]

[man over phone]
Yes, sir.

You know a lobbyist at BGR
till '22?

Sokolov, Dmitri.

Mm-hmm. He's at Brookings now,
or CSIS, maybe.

[Errol]
What was his field of focus?

He repped Kukoil and Gasprom.

- In Ukraine?
- Africa.

Thank you.

His focus was energy exploration

in Africa.

Let me talk to Kaitlyn.

You can come out now.

Territorial is not
a good look on you, my dear.

You have not seen
"territorial" yet, my dear.

So, what was that about?

I think our plate readers
lucked into one.

File's coming your way.
Put somebody on him.

- Kyle?
- Yeah, sure.

Yes, sir?

Run everything to Kaitlyn Meade.

Yes, sir.

[phone clatters softly]

♪♪♪

[shower running]

♪ dark music ♪

[pants sliding]

[exhales]

[zipper zips]

Did you find her?

[Cody J]
Yeah, we found her.

[sighs]

Good.

What do you want now?

Need to move you.

New ID, new location.

That's a U.S. Marshals job,
not CIA.

Got to take you back in,
start all over.

Uh, not those.

It's gonna be a long trip.

There you go.
Something comfortable.

- [shoes clatter]
- May I grab some socks?

I'll grab them. Which drawer?

♪ dramatic music ♪

- [grunts]
- [panting]

Where you going?

You need to put them on.

♪ atmospheric music ♪

[sighs]

♪♪

[door opens]

[engine starts]

[garage door opening]

♪ suspenseful music ♪

♪ dramatic, haunting music ♪

♪♪

[liquid dripping]

[male voices speak indistinctly]

[gasps]

- Whoa. Yeah.
- [Joe] Ah!

- Fu... [panting]
- Yeah.

Oh.

[panting]

[laughs softly]

That should answer the "Why
didn't I go home?" question.

Well, it's gonna take some time
to come back down.

You know that.

Here.

[exhales]
I can't come back down

until we have the men
who took me

and, more importantly,
we have the ones who authorized

- me being taken.
- The men that authorized this

are probably in a bunker
in Kyiv.

The person that put it in motion
is most likely our double agent.

You have proof of that?

Checks every box
of a false flag.

Russia has no idea
of how we found their agents,

they have no clue of our
involvement in taking Yurimov,

they have no knowledge
of your team.

- [grunts]
- And even if they did,

they would never attempt
to reach you

- on American soil.
- These agents

were not Ukrainian, Kaitlyn.

They were not Ukrainian,
they were Russian.

The men who showed up at my door
were from Belarus.

They were contract agents
and that's not up for debate.

Give me one reason

why Russian contract agents
would pursue

an abduction
on behalf of Ukraine.

That's your job.

If you want to disprove
the theory,

by all means, disprove it.

You're the only one

that has detailed knowledge
of your abduction.

You're the only one who knows
who and how they operated.

And you're the only one
that has the right questions.

Now, we can take
three days to debrief it,

but in those three days,
anyone that was involved

in your capture is in
the Middle East, Europe, Cuba.

Anywhere but here.

Then who do I ask
these questions to?

[laughs softly]

We're still holding Yurimov.

He was in our custody
when this took place.

And even if he planned it,
he has zero motivation

to tell us anything,
and we have no leverage.

He's rotting in a f*cking cage.

I mean, we can waterboard him,
of course, but they invented it.

- They improved it, I might add.
- I doubt he's gonna tell us

anything useful in custody,

but he might on the flight home.

On the flight home?

We're releasing him.

[scoffs]

Great.

We run an op, we risk our lives,

we slaughter
God knows how many men

for a f*cking w*r
that has nothing to do with us,

to get the guy.
We get the f*cking guy,

and it's probably the reason
as to why I was taken,

and now we're just gonna
give him back.

Okay, Joe, you know that one
can't apply logic to politics

unless everyone applies it,
and that is not the case here.

We can't denounce your abduction

when we did the exact same thing
and we did it first.

You're right.

If Russia was behind this,

then they're not gonna
tell us anything.

But if the Ukraine is involved,
then they will tell us who

and how this operation
was ex*cuted.

Yurimov will be more
than motivated

to share any information.

So, are you up for it?

[sniffles]

[exhales]

I'm up for it.

How's the foot?

It's shocking

how many nerve endings
are in a pinky toe.

Yeah.

Let's get to the end of this
and then,

we're gonna have a long talk.

♪ atmospheric music ♪

A long talk about what?

Your future.

I'm not ready to have
that conversation.

Well, you're gonna
have to get ready.

'Cause it's coming.

[indistinct chatter]

- [piano playing softly]
- [chatter continues]

[Westfield]
Sorry I'm late.

Something came up.
[clears throat]

Something always does.

[chuckles]
Well, again, my apologies.

Ah, it wasn't essential for you
to be here before me.

Only before him.

Ah, so you achieved your goal.

[chuckles]

♪ suspenseful music ♪

I've noticed a pattern, Edwin.

Really?

You meet for dinner
when you give bad news

and for breakfast
when you want to negotiate.

So, what are we negotiating?

[Mullins]
Why, I think today we should

focus on thawing things out.

This is unsustainable, Max.

I think it's best for all
if we try to find

some common ground.

Stop funding our enemies
would be a good start.

Well, stop making enemies
of our allies.

Since when is Ukraine your ally?

Since you invaded.

[laughs]

America, land of hypocrisy.

You question what we do,
but you do the same

in Venezuela.

[Mullins]
The prime minister of Ukraine

is not the leader of a cartel.

Says you.

Ukraine is the biggest cartel
in Europe.

What cartel runs Greenland?

That one should worry you.

[chuckles]

I'm not seeing the common ground

that you've invited me here
to discuss.

We have something of yours.
We'd like to give it back.

We have no use for the tankers
once you remove the oil.

It's not a tanker.

Okay.

What is this thing
you want to give me

that I don't know I'm missing?

Aleksi Yurimov.

Yurimov was k*lled in Ukraine.

Yurimov was detained during
a train-and-advise operation.

For his safety,
he was removed from the theater.

We have cleared him
of any espionage activities

against U.S. interests.

Therefore, there's no reason
to detain him any further.

- Where is he?
- He's en route to D.C.

- by end of the day.
- No, you didn't answer

my question.

I answered as best I could.

Okay.

And in return, what?

What do you want?

Nothing.

Just to cool things down.

This will help.

I will have men pick him up.
Tell me where.

We will deliver him to you
at your embassy.

Something happened.

Someone took one of yours
and you took one of ours?

Well, someone tried
to take one of ours.

Twice.

And failed. Twice.

We haven't taken
and we haven't tried.

We're aware.

America's greatest problem
is underestimating

how many enemies you have.

The whole world hates you.

Even your friends.

[chuckles]

Gentlemen.

[Westfield]
Always pleasant, that one, hmm?

[sighs]

We missed something.

In what regard?

Want to know the last time
I had this feeling?

About a week before 9/11.

♪♪

[horns honking]

♪ tense music ♪

♪♪♪

Hey, buddy?

- Hey. Hey, how you doing, man?
- Hey.

Hey, I got a question for you:
I got a meeting

across the street, is it okay

if I use the valet or do I got
to eat at the restaurant?

- How does that work?
- Uh, nah, you don't...

[conversation continuing
indistinctly]

♪♪♪

[hostess]
Hi, welcome. Reservation, sir?

Uh, no, I'll just sit
at the bar.

- Sure.
- Can I take a menu?

- Of course.
- Is there Wi-Fi?

"Bistro guest," no password.

["What a Fool Believes"
by The Doobie Brothers playing]

[lively chatter]

[sighs]

Looks like a GW system.

Want to go through the company
or get me in here?

[analyst]
We have access through GW.

And we see you now.

Two-top, facing me,
sitting alone.

Grey suit, blue tie.

[analyst]
We have him.

[woman laughs]

♪ suspenseful music ♪

You seeing this?

[keyboard clicking]

Looks like a meet to me.

Give me the feed.

[dialogue inaudible]

This security system have audio?

[analyst]
Negative.

[sighs] There's not sh*t
for snacks in here.

[Bobby]
'Cause you ate 'em all.

That was, like, three days ago.

Don't they restock
this f*cking thing?

[Bobby] Oh, yes,
the glaring inefficiencies

of the federal government.

Man.

What is Kyle on?

- Huh?
- Well,

they got him
on this Russian national

who works for a think tank.

Let me see.

[grunts]

We got a locator

in the rear bumper
and the wheel well.

Looks like he's talking
to this guy.

You got an angle on his face?

Yeah.

♪ suspenseful music ♪

That's the one.

[Bobby]
What?

[Joe]
That's the one.

He's the one who took me.

He ran it.

- Are you sure?
- It's him.

- Yeah.
- [Cruz over phone] Hey.

You got a high value target
in the restaurant.

An HVT? What HVT?

We're just setting up
surveillance.

Your subject is talking
to one of Joe's abductors

right f*cking now.

Roger that. Relay to NSA.

Get it to Kyle.
He's on 'em now.

♪♪

We got a visual on one
of the players who took Joe.

He's in there now?

Do you want us to tail

or engage?

Tail or engage?

Engage. Now.

Take him.

- Take them both.
- Roger.

- We are f*cking green, brother.
- Can we get word to Kyle?

He'll figure it out soon enough.

f*ck it.

♪ exciting music ♪

New guy on the move,
new guy on the move.

[analyst] New guy's the target.
Detain. Detain.

[people screaming]

[Randy]
FBI! Stand the f*ck down!

- Stand down!
- [Tex] Stand down!

[Randy]
FBI! FBI!

Stand the f*ck down!

[Tex]
Stand down!

FBI! Put your weapons down!

Stand down!

Pull out your badges.

f*ck.

f*ck. I'm hit.

- sh*t.
- Right above the plate.

You don't have yours on.

g*dd*mn it.

You got
to be f*cking kidding me.

The one time I don't wear it.
sh*t.

Federal agent at Le Diplomate,



Shots fired, multiple GSW.
I count seven.

Two officers down.

Send paramedics
and all available on a Code 3.

Advise, PD agents
are plainclothes.

[Tex]
I've got a, uh,

I've got a medkit
in your vehicle.

Yeah, in the f*cking
valet garage.

You mind going to get it?

I'd love to,
but I don't need Washington PD

coming in here,
sh**ting everything they see.

Just hang tight.

[groans]

[sirens wailing]

[panting]

- [tires screech]
- [sirens stop]

sh*t.

[other sirens approaching]

Hey.

Hang in there, all right?
Help's on the way.

[shuddering]

[Randy]
FBI.

We're both hit.

[Kyle]
Let EMT through.

[officer] Got to secure
the scene before EMT enters.

Everybody on the scene's
been f*cking shot.

[officer]
Don't tell me how to do my job!

ID, m*therf*cker.

This one's on a f*cking clock.

No, she's not.

- [Bobby groans] Jesus.
- [Two Cups] They need EMS

in there f*cking now.

Oh, f*ck.

[gasps]
Oh, f*ck.

What the f*ck?

Oh, my God, it's my fault.

We should have tailed.

[Bobby]
It's not your fault, boss.

- I said, I said "engage."
- And NSA

- said the same thing.
- No, no, no. They said...

They said "detain."

[gasps]

They were listening to me.

♪ dramatic music ♪

They were listening to me.
Look how many died this time.

♪ tense music ♪

[Josie] Homestead tower, this is
November-4-2-9-Charlie-Kilo.

We are at Taxiway Bravo,
takeoff south at 2,000. Over.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

Welcome to Air Cuba.
This is your captain speaking.

Our flight time to Gitmo
is two hours and 37 minutes.

So sit back, relax,

enjoy the refreshments
in the cooler.

You can find the lavatory
in your empty water bottle.

Damn, tough crowd.

Hey.

Something happen?

- Yeah.
- Bad?

You'd have to crash this thing
into the ocean

for the day to get worse.

[Two Cups]
You know, why couldn't

we use the jet to fly to Gitmo?

Huh? We got to sit in this thing
for two hours?

[Joe]
We need to fly below radar.

The last thing we want
is a Russian satellite

studying the tail number
on the plane.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪

["Heinous" by UnityTX playing]

[jets whooshing overhead]

♪ My life is heinous ♪

♪ Everywhere I go,
I'm becoming the problem ♪

♪ And there's never peace,
I don't know where to find it ♪

♪ I'm looking in those places
where I've been defiant ♪

♪ I hate that I will never feel
like I belong ♪

♪ This is a textbook example
of aggression ♪

♪ The animalistic instincts
of the human nature ♪

♪ E-E-Exhibit A ♪

♪ I'm not submissive,
all this pessimism ♪

♪ Came from talking down on me ♪

♪ m*therf*ckers try to make me
out to who they wanna see ♪

♪ f*ck that sh*t, I would only
do what I was meant to do ♪

♪ And you can suck my d*ck,
thinking this life I lead ♪

- ♪ Is not the truth ♪
- ♪ p*ssy ♪

♪ I seen my... fall
into despair ♪

♪ Try to reach out,
and then I noticed ♪

♪ That nobody cares,
b*tch, it's f*cked-up ♪

♪ They'll watch us slipping
deep into the cracks ♪

♪ The world we know's
a f*cked-up place ♪

♪ Yeah, I know all 'bout that ♪

♪ My life is heinous ♪

♪ Everywhere I go,
I'm becoming the problem ♪

♪ And there's never peace,
I don't know where to find it ♪

♪ I'm looking in those places
where I've been defiant ♪

♪ I hate that I will never feel
like I belong ♪

♪ My life is heinous... ♪



♪ And there's never peace,
I don't know where to find it ♪

♪ I'm looking in those places
where I've been defiant... ♪

Approach the door
and turn around.

♪ Like I belong ♪

♪ Always being treated
so different by people ♪

♪ And no matter what,
we won't ever be equal ♪

♪ So I'm just an outcast
surrounded by evil ♪

♪ They'll throw me
to the wolves... ♪

[zip tie cinches]

♪ Everyone's gone, gone ♪

♪ Everyone's, everyone's gone ♪

♪ Everyone's gone, gone ♪

♪ Everyone's gone ♪

♪ Don't you get sick
of doing crooked sh*t ♪

♪ To entertain your misery? ♪

♪ I ain't looking
for the validation... ♪

[Marine]
Ready to travel, ma'am.

♪ Far from m*therf*ckers
tryin' ♪

♪ To frame me
for the way I think ♪

♪ No matter what I say, they
label me a f*ck' enemy... ♪

[Alex]
I know you! I know you!

With CIA! I know you!

♪ I put on my life
that you gon' feel it... ♪

[Marine] These f*ck
will say anything, ma'am.

Yeah, I bet.

♪ I'm still committed... ♪

I've never met you.

Never met, but I know you!

Special Activities!

Skin is Black,
but last name is Irish!

What?

♪ ominous music ♪

What the f*ck did you just say?

McKenzie.

McNamara.

[gasps]

- How the f*ck do you know that?
- You were shopped.

- Shopped?
- To take you.

Take me?
What-what-what the f*ck

does "shopped" mean?
What is that?

Sent out to contractors
to take you.

They shopped you to me.

Not enough money for the risk.

Who shopped me?

Get me out of this box,
and I tell you.

Why don't you tell me
and I'll get you out of the box?

This is not my first rodeo.

Bring me this one, too.

[gate clangs]

What the f*ck was that?

♪ And then everyone's gone ♪

♪ somber music ♪

♪♪

[Two Cups] Name's Debbie.
She's got this redhead.

- [Bobby] Oh, yeah?
- [clears throat]

[Bobby]
Mm.

What now?

Not our place to say.

You can take a seat if you want.

[clears throat]

You want a water or something?

- Water. Yes.
- [drums fingers]

[Two Cups sighs]

Spasibo.

[grunts softly]

[exhales]

Who did they trade for me?

[laughs softly]
Like I said...

[Aleksi]
Not your place to say?

Nope.

[helicopter rotor whirring]

[Alex] After Wagner fell,
everybody scramble for work.

Protection work in Mexico,
Venezuela, anywhere.

Start their own firms
and work for anyone.

Some go work for SVR.

That's who shopped you.

- Name.
- I don't know names.

Not real ones, anyway.

You knew already?

- What the f*ck do I know?
- That's who shopped you.

You're gonna spend
the rest of your life here.

You know that, right?
You're not Russian.

You're just a f*cking tool that
is no longer useful to them.

I am aware.

But you knew him.

He played both worlds.

"Both worlds."
[sighs]

What worlds are both worlds?

The world you know: Russian SVR,

MSS, CIA, MI6,

Mossad, Iranian MIS.

The politics of black work.

Then there is the business
of black work.

And that work
isn't for governments.

That work is for AngloGold,
Kumba Iron, Sinopec, CNPC.

You spy for your flag,
I spy for money.

Shopper was both.

I can place you
in witness protection,

build you a new identity,
give you your life back,

but you have to give me
everything in return.

And it'd better
f*cking check out,

or you're back in this cage.

- Are we clear?
- That's what I'm doing.

I'm giving you everything.

This one comes with me, too.

[Marine] You don't have
paperwork for that.

[scoffs]

Give me five minutes.

♪ dramatic music ♪

[door closes]

f*ck.

Nobody knows anything.
And I can't get ahold of Kyle.

- [sighs] Is Tucker there yet?
- No, not yet.

[phone buzzes]

How are they?

Randy's in recovery,
but Tex is still in surgery.

- [sighs]
- Are you there?

Mm-hmm.

Just hoping that they're gonna
buy my national security spiel

so that I can...
debrief before a platoon

of detectives
gets ahold of them.

Anyway, enough about this mess.

Anything interesting
from the newly liberated?

Very.

I'll fill you in when we land.

Come straight to me.

Let the team
handle the exchange.

You got it.

[sighs]

Randy's looking good.

Tex, we don't know.

[sighs]

I need to use lavatory.

Great.

So I can go?

You don't need permission.
If you're hungry,

there's food in the galley,
there's drinks in the drawers.

Knock yourself out.

The f*ck you doing?

She said no permission.

[Joe] I said
he doesn't need permission.

You need permission.
And an escort.

[Alex]
I need lavatory, too.

Lavatory's occupied.

[sighs]

[toilet flushing]

[door opens]

I can drink?

Be my guest.

All right, you're up.

Will you spare me the indignity
of unbuttoning this man's pants?

I got it from here, Cruz...

Want to play swords?

Oh, f*ck! I get to play swords
with a Russki.

All right, listen,
I don't know what you guys do

at the f*cking Kremlin
or whatever,

but here in the States,
we got a couple ground rules.

One, don't cross
f*cking streams.

Okay? Walk, step, move, go.

I'm sorry.

I acted under the belief that
it was in our best interest.

[Aleksi]
You're a soldier.

You do what you're told.

What happened that I am free,

and you, you don't look so free?

[sighs]

What I did to you
was done to me, but different.

No prison.

If no prison, then what?

I don't know.

My team intercepted before they
could get me out of the country.

In Ukraine?

In Virginia.

Virginia.

My house.

[Aleksi scoffs]

Who was fool enough to try that?

That's a great question.

We thought you.

[chuckles]

You came to Ukraine
with soldiers,

attack my soldiers, take me.

Okay. That's the game.

That's w*r.

But if you came to my home
in Samara

and take me from my home
in front of my children...

...that's no w*r.

That's kidnapping.

That's criminals.

They were Russian.

Russia has plenty of criminals.
America has them, too.

[grunts]
We have our share.

[sniffles]

But does Iran? Hmm?

They're a totalitarian state.

Iran is only criminals.

And victims.

The men who took you. Russian?

- Yes.
- But the men they deliver you to

- were Iranian?
- I assume.

They spoke Farsi.

Like I say,
Iran is only criminals.

Their government
thinks like criminals,

acts like criminals.

Motivated by fear, revenge.

Does Iran have reason
to seek vengeance against you?

Do they have reason to fear you?

I don't trust what you say.

- You're my enemy.
- [scoffs]

I'm your adversary.

We play chess together.

The winner gets control.

Iran hates you.

If it could, Iran would slit
every American's throat

- and swim in the blood.
- How does Ukraine fit in this?

For what happened to me.

It doesn't.

Ukraine plays chess, too.

If you won't tell me, fine.

Ask yourself...

...would Iran have reason
to seek vengeance against you,

and does Iran fear you?

What if the answer is yes
to both?

[toilet flushing]

I know who you are.

You are the Lioness.

♪ sinister music ♪

You know him?

Learning him.

He was Wagner. Contractor.

I used them in Syria.

Wagner is no more.

What remains works Africa.

The rest are g*ns for hire.

You ask him the right questions,
you'll get your answer.

The right questions
are about Iran?

The right questions
are about Iran.

Want a drink?

Sure.

[glass clinks]

[liquid pours]

[ice scrapes, clinks]

I accept your apology.

Thank you.

If I see you in Ukraine again...

...I'm going to k*ll you.

Not if I k*ll you first.

[laughs]
Yeah.

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- [chuckles] I didn't say sh*t.

It's all over your face.

They got you all
stitched back together, huh?

Oh, yeah.

Gave me a really nice
titanium scapula.

So much for breezing
through the TSA, huh?

sh*t. Since when
do you fly commercial?

Fair point.

[grunts softly]

How's Tex?

I don't know.

He took two in the belly.

One in the liver, maybe.

Well, at least livers
grow back, right?

Is that true?

Up to 90%.

- Just a few weeks.
- No sh*t?

Maybe I will start
drinking again.

[laughs]

[coughs]

What the f*ck
happened out there, Randy?

[sighs]

It was a nothing TTL job.

You know?

Plant some trackers.

Then we get an HVT call.

[Tex]
We are f*cking green, brother.

[Randy] This f*cking lunatic
drops his contact.

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nf*re]

- [people screaming]
- We drop him.

It's pretty simple.

I mean, it's a mess,
but... simple.

FBI!

Then someone's security detail

opens up on us, so...

...we put 'em down.

Now it's on the news.

And now it's on the news.

Hey.

How are they selling it?

[chuckles]

- Dumped all that sh*t on ICE.
- No sh*t?

- [chuckles]
- [laughs] Damn.

Kick an agency while
they're down, why don't you?

[sighs]
So he dumped his contact first?

Yep.

More worried about what he'd say
than losing his life.

Yeah.

Or he underestimated
his capabilities.

I mean,
that's not the first time

we've seen that happen, huh?

Yeah, but still...

Your friend's out of surgery.

Can I see him?

I'll take you back.

Go take care of him.

Heal up.

Oh. You know the deal, brother.

Don't talk to nobody
until you talk to the boss.

Get some rest.

[both chuckle]

[exhales]

♪ urgent, dramatic music ♪

Drop him at the embassy,
then back to the farm.

Copy.

Remember.

Never underestimate
how many hate you.

[Cruz]
Back seat.

[engines start]

[muffled conversation
in distance]

[Westfield]
Shut the f*ck up and sit down!

I've seen some amateur
interdictions in my day,

but this?
Walking in the front door

to engage a known enemy
who is most certainly

f*cking armed in the middle
of a f*cking restaurant.

Are you f*cking kidding me?

[Kyle]
Sir, NSA gave

- the order to detain.
- Give us a minute.

The subject stood to leave,
I stood to follow.

I don't know
why my team entered,

but I promise you
they had a reason.

[whispers] I gave the order
to engage.

It's my fault.

[Westfield]
You know who that is?

- Keep that to yourself.
- [Kyle] No.

[Westfield]
No, of course you don't.

Understood?
Sit down, shut up.

♪ ominous music ♪

That is one of our only
known allies in the region,

- and you f*cking k*lled her!
- Sir, they engaged us.

- Oh, for f*ck's sake.
- [Kyle] I identified myself

- as a federal agent, exactly as
- But-but you're not, Kyle.

- I'm supposed to.
- You're not. You are not

a f*cking federal agent!
That badge is

provided to you... very f*cking
reluctantly, I might add...

to give cover in emergencies.

Well, if this
wasn't an emergency,

I don't know what the hell is.

[Westfield]
Let me explain to you

how these African nations work.

They won't want an apology,

they will not
ask for retribution.

They will demand
that we intervene in Mali,

and when I say intervene,
I mean suppress

the f*cking Tuareg rebellion.

I wonder if you can guess
who I'll be assigning

that mission.
Your mess,

you clean it the f*ck up.

[sighs]

I heard you found one who wants
to talk. Did you bring him in?

I did.
He's upstairs.

He, uh,

recognized me from a file

that was being shopped
to contractors.

Your kidnapping
was on the open market?

[Joe]
Appears so.

Paid for by who?

I have to keep digging.

He's gonna ask for things
that I can't offer.

[Westfield]
Dig with her.

Be careful what you promise.
We're on thin ice

with WitPro as it is.

Um, speaking of...

one thing is certain.

This wasn't a false flag.

Ukraine wasn't involved.

[sighs]

That would have been
great information

to have yesterday.

Why?

[Meade]
We couldn't take the risk.

She had too much information.

She wasn't involved.

What's done is done.

Let's go.

Let's go, Joe.

[door opens]

Take those off him.

You want a coffee?

Water, please.

[Meade]
So, we, uh...

...we can't
make you tell the truth.

But we can

definitely make consequences
for the lies.

Understand?

And based on

what you were detained for,

you could spend the rest of
your life in federal prison.

Or, due to national security,

we could... we could hold you

in a military
facility indefinitely.

You've had a chance

to experience that.

Yes.

That's not pleasant.

Not pleasant at all.

So, what do you hope
to gain here?

I think the best I can
hope for is deportation.

You send me home.

Why would we do that?

Because I know
the men that took her.

I know how it works, who pays.

Some of them are my countrymen,

but they don't
do it for my country.

And if I tell you,

I'm safer in Belarus
than I am here.

If I was to facilitate that,

everything you tell us
has to check out first.

The only place I'm moving you
is a federal holding facility

until we have verified
any information you give us,

because I'm not having you
halfway around the world

and finding out
you fed us bullshit.

I know the rules.

[Meade]
Okay.

Want to paint us a picture?

♪ tense music ♪

There is a man in D.C.
named Sokolov.

He brokers deals

smuggling people into U.S.,
out of U.S.,

stolen vehicles
onto cargo ships,

black market oil, anything.

He works for

a Russian contract agent who's
still employed by Federation.

Name?

Renat.

Hey. Can you put images
of today's POIs

on the monitor 17A?

On the left is Sokolov,
on the right is Renat.

Renat came to me
with capture mission

on high-value target.

For her.

Two hundred and fifty thousand
a man.

And you said no?

It's a suicide mission.

She's a senior case officer.

Even if we were successful,

Russia will come after us
because it implicates them.

But how can it be
successful here, in the U.S.?

And I was right.
It wasn't.

[Joe]
Who was it for?

Who paid for me?

I only know we were
to take you in Virginia

and get you to Houston,

hand you off to KSS.

KSS?

Kata'ib Sayyid ul-Shuhada.

Iran back them?

Uses them in Syria.

And here, too, I guess.

Do we have jackets
on individuals

in the airport incident

as well as vehicle interdiction?

Turn around, please.

What is Master
of the Martyr's Brigade?

That is KSS.

[Meade]
Turn around.

Is that group independent
or a proxy?

It's both.

They earn their money, you know,

but the job must align
with their beliefs.

So, if she was their target,
they had a reason.

Do they work directly with Iran?

Never direct.
Always layers.

Iran's greatest fear
is retribution from you.

So KSS hires Sokolov,
Sokolov hires Renat,

Renat hires a team.

Yes.

Who hires KSS?

Russian missions
always preemptive.

Same as U.S., Mossad, China.

Iran is retribution, revenge.

So, whoever hired KSS
is seeking revenge.

For what?

I don't know.

You figure out the what,

you know the who.

Hm.

We got homework to do.

Keep him close, we're gonna

- dig in.
- Get him to a secure location.

We're gonna be in touch.

- [door opens]
- Joe.

Yes?

Once he's secure,

go home.

I don't want you
sleeping in the office. No.

The sun will be out by
the time we have him secure.

Go home.

Okay.

[sighs]

♪ percussive music ♪

[door closes]

♪♪

[jogger]
Ringo!

Ringo!

♪♪

♪ gentle music ♪

♪♪

You guys want to take the back?

Yeah.

There's nobody left
to come after me, Bobby.

There's always somebody, boss.

♪♪

♪♪♪

[inhales sharply]

All clear, boss.

Hey, boss, I'm just
gonna be outside, okay?

[door opens]

[Joe]
Go home, Bobby.

[door closes]

♪♪

♪♪♪

[inhales sharply]

♪♪

[speaking Farsi]

♪ propulsive music ♪

♪♪♪

So...

they were close.

But it didn't work out.

They missed for the second time.

What do you want to do?

Try again.

Maybe third time's the charm.

Would be much easier if we just
took care of it there.

The difficulty
isn't getting to her,

it's getting her out.

[Aaliyah]
We have to get her out.

If we get her out, the others
will come to save her.

And then we have them all.

♪ quiet music ♪