Blindspot (2015–…): Season 2, Episode 8 - We Fight Deaths on Thick Lone Waters - full transcript

Nothing unusual so far.

Everything looks normal.

Reade, Zapata...
Anything suspicious?

Negative, just the support
staff coming and going.

Something's not right.

The message said to stand by.

I think they want us to wait.

All right. We wait.

I went to the precinct and
broke into the crime lab.

I stole the knife that killed Jones.

I was trying to protect you.



Tasha, I didn't kill him.
Why can't you believe me?

Well, I believe you now.
The knife isn't yours.

It's Freddy's.

What? How do you
know it's Freddy's?

I saw him with it when he
was staying in your apartment.

I have evidence for a murder case
underneath a beach towel in my closet,

and I can't figure out how to put
it back without getting caught.

Put it back? What are
you talking about?

That knife convicts Freddy,
you can't put it back now.

Shots fired inside the
west end of the building.

- FBI! FBI!
- On the ground, now!

- Get on the ground!
- FBI!

Ohh!

- Everyone all right?
- Yeah.



It's Burton. I got her.

Stand up. Hands
behind your back.

On me.

Fan out, we need to
find the rest of 'em.

I got Doyle.

Hey! Where are they?

The man and the woman
you were with,

where'd they go?

Anyone got eyes
on Jane and Weller?

Nas... they're not here.

Okay, uh, take them
to interrogation.

Those two are our best shot
at finding Weller and Jane.

- We gotta get them talking soon.
- How the hell did this happen?

I'm awfully curious
about that myself.

Matthew Weitz, Assistant U.S. Attorney.

There is not a lawyer in the
land who can get you out of this.

What are you doing here?

Monitoring this investigation.

U.S. Attorney has assigned
me to audit this team today,

which is standard procedure
when the FBI gets involved

in a matter of Homeland Security...

in this case, a car bomb going off
outside a major political summit

between the U.S. and China.

Hi, you must be Nas Kamal.

I came here expecting to actually talk

Assistant Director Weller,
but instead I was sent to you.

It seems as though Weller
and his asset Jane Doe

simply vanished
from a crime scene.

It's funny how that keeps
happening to members of this team.

You know what I find funny?

You being assigned to audit us after you
tried to put our boss away for murder.

Is that standard procedure too?

Reade, why don't you start
with the interrogations?

Are you making
an accusation of misconduct?

Not yet, but this is a
team with a proud history

of breaking the rules,
and now they're working

a joint task force
with an NSA agent.

I'm sure I'll find something.

I have two missing operatives, okay?

This is... this is a waste of my time.

Pardon me if I can't
take your word for it.

Now, you are gonna tell
me everything you know

about whatever ill-conceived op
you were running at that summit.

So, let's start at
the beginning, shall we?

Agent Patterson had
a case this morning.

So, remember Jane's Ashwell
Creek Kennels tattoos?

How could we forget?

They pointed us to that online puppy
forum that led us to Rich Dotcom.

After that case, I thought
it would be a good idea

to put up some coded posts
listing criminals for hire,

see if we could catch anyone else, all
under the disguise of dog adoptions.

- Smart.
- So, I put up profiles

for all of us, and no
one was biting until now.

Congratulations, Jane and Weller.

You've both been hired for a heist crew.

Well, do we know who hired us?

Unfortunately, no.

The account was untraceable,
like, crazy untraceable.

But here's the good news.

There were two other people who
were hired for the same crew.

Lynn Burton, young hacker who surfaced
on the dark web a couple years ago,

believed to have stolen
over $100 million,

all through bank cyber heists.

And Clive Doyle,

your standard violent career
criminal, rap sheet's a mile long.

Half of it is homicide charges.

This is great work, but we
should send another team.

That's not an option. I used real
descriptions, real skill sets.

The profiles are specific to Jane
and Weller. It has to be them.

This is a straightforward sting op.

Yeah, but it's still risky.

We'd be putting you
and Jane undercover

for an op that's not really
relevant to our larger mission.

What... larger mission?

No... that's above your clearance.

Uh, no. See this...

this warrant states that there
is nothing above my clearance.

That warrant covers
information that is relevant

to today's events,
and I'm telling you

that it is not relevant.

You know, if you didn't
approve of the op,

then why did you agree to it?

Who's calling the shots here?
Is it you or is it Weller?

Look, Assistant Director
Weller and I trust each other.

He made a very
good case as to why

we should do the mission,
and that's why we did it.

Do we have to cover my
tattoos for this one?

I'm supposed to be a criminal.

Well, you're supposed to be a con artist,

which means being able to blend
in, and those do not blend.

And you'll be wearing this.

There's a burst transmitter
woven into the fibers

that's completely undetectable.

It won't emit a signal to us
until you press the top button.

I'll hit that as soon as
Clive and Lynn get there.

We'll be outside to make the arrest.
Should be a clean job, in and out.

Well, that is great, because you
all need to prepare your taste buds

for this pink or blue party cake.

Now, I did a third test batch last night.

One word... scrummy.

I know Baby Weller is the star here,

but this cake is gonna give
the kid a run for its money.

Patterson.

It's a small party.

- No, I get it.
- Yeah.

Allie wanted to throw it.

Please, really, it's fine.

The cake is terrible,
it's just uneven bake,

s-soggy bottom.

Good save.

We put a mobile
TAC team together

and dropped Jane and
Weller off at the meet.

See you in there.

And that's the last time I saw them,

at an abandoned warehouse in Green Point.

So, just to be clear,

you sent two highly-trained operatives
into a mission that, by your own account,

should have taken a matter
of minutes, and instead,

they turned what was a
peaceful, diplomatic gathering

into a war zone, and then
disappeared without a trace.

- How did that happen?
- I don't know, okay?

But Jane and Weller do,
so if you want answers,

then... why don't you
help me get my people back?

How do you propose that we do that?

Through our original targets,
Lynn Burton and Clive Doyle.

They're sitting in interrogation.

Look, my guess is, is
that they have information

that could help us track them down,

because right now...
they could be anywhere.

Uhh!

Resist all you want.

Either way... your life's over.

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Neither one of 'em is talking
yet, but Lynn's our best bet.

Clive's done a lot of hard time
and he's used to being interrogated.

Lynn's never been caught
before... she's terrified.

Good, I'll take her.

Lynn!

Assistant U.S. Attorney Matthew Weitz,

and I am your best friend in this building.

You know why?

Well, look, no matter what
happens in this room today,

you're going to prison.

Grand larceny, fraud, a
whole mess of cyber crimes.

But hey, nice middle-class girl,

nonviolent, you're
looking at, I don't know,

if you're lucky, eight years
in a white-collar joint.

You'll be out in plenty of time
to get your life started again.

But if these FBI agents turn up
dead or they don't turn up at all,

then you're looking at
a life sentence, Lynn.

Supermax. And nice middle-class girls,

ooh, they don't do so well in there.

So... I'm your best friend in this building

because I'm the only one
who can offer you a deal.

But you're gonna have to
tell me where they are.

I don't know.

Then you gotta tell me
what you do know.

I was hired on the message boards.

It said to meet at this warehouse.

I was the last one there.

It was me, Clive, the cops.

- Mm-hmm, Jane, Weller.
- Yeah.

And Emile, the one who hired us.

You've been brought here today
to steal a high-value item

from the Evergreen
Environmental Summit.

What's the target?

That's not important, the point
is, security is extremely high.

Both Secret Service and
their Chinese counterpart,

the CSB, will be present.

It's a risky job.

But my employer has had his eye
on this item for a long time.

If you succeed in delivering it to him,

you'll each be wired $2 million.

Pfft, eight-mil on one job.

Who's bankrolling this,
the Queen of England?

Nico Marconi.

Did she just say...

Nico Marconi, number eight
on the FBI's Most Wanted List.

One of the most notorious
arms dealers in the world.

No one's ever been able
to put a face to him,

let alone get in the
same room with him.

That's why Weller didn't send the signal.

He must have decided to stay
undercover to get to Marconi.

So, they could be with Marconi now.

I'll dig a little deeper
into Marconi's history,

look for any known locations
within a few hours of New York.

- And I'll start working on Clive.
- No, let me have him.

Nico Marconi.

We know that you were working for him.

Is that why you're not talking?

You're scared of him.

I'm not scared of anyone, lady.

You see this? I got this at Rikers.

It's Sanskrit for "brass balls."

Well, that's funny, though, because, uh...

Lynn was saying that
you froze up back there.

That sounds like a classic
case of "he said, she said."

Except she's the only one who's talking,

so unless you tell your side of the story,

that's all we've got to go on.

But that's fine, I'm
sure your prison rep

can survive a five-foot
hacker saving your ass.

Hey, don't believe a damn word that
comes out of that IT nerd's mouth.

Then give me something to believe.

Five years... and I want conjugals.

No, no, you know what?

I wanna go to Otisville.

My buddy Kevin's doing life there.

I'll see what I can do.

Start talking.

Emile had everything planned out.

He arranged for us to go
undercover as a bunch of caterers.

If we run into any
trouble at the summit,

we'll communicate through these.

Emergencies only!

I was in charge of
smuggling in all the weapons.

Slapped the hardware together,
and we were ready to go.

No, it wasn't just him.

Jane and Weller were helping.

After they put the guns together,

we changed again to look like
we were attending the summit.

There was something going
on between Jane and Weller.

I think they were having problems.

You damn right they
were having problems.

She was vibing with me
and he was jealous.

This is my favorite.

Let me show you how to use that.

- Okay.
- Don't hurt yourself.

Oh, yeah, Lynn gave
something to Emile.

Some sort of equipment
with "Timberland" on it.

Timberland Defense Systems.

Manufactures radar jammers
for the U.S. military

to hide their boats and
planes from enemy radar.

It sounds like that's
what Lynn gave Emile.

And she didn't want
us to know.

What did he want with a radar
jammer in a conference center?

If the jammer wasn't for the heist,

then it had to have been for the escape.

Maybe Emile had to get the item
out of New York after they stole it.

And the only use for a jammer like
that is to cloak a boat or a plane.

So if Jane and Weller are still with
them, then that's what we're looking for.

We should search the Coast Guard
and FAA for radar disturbances.

Okay, do it.

So, you armed up, you blended in to
look like the delegates... then what?

We split up.

Lynn and Emile were supposed
to cause a distraction

while the rest of us secured the item.

Emile had done all
the recon ahead of time,

so he explained each layer of
security we had to get through.

We'll take it from here.

Hell, we had access to
everything but the vault.

Clive! Help us!

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

You're telling me that
you rescued two FBI agents?

Yes. Yes, I am.

Did you get the item or not?

Well, that was very anticlimactic.

That looks like the design
for the green energy device.

Corporate espionage.

Definitely not in the Nico Marconi's style.

Damn it!

It's weight-censored.

But Emile knew the security
to this place inside and out.

How could he not tell us
there was a weight censor?

'Cause he wanted us to get caught.

That alarm just sent every
guard on this floor to this room.

We're not the ones
stealing the item.

We're the distraction.

- Just throw the knife out.
- I can't!

Someone saw me at the precinct.

An old coworker.

At any moment, the lab is going to
realize that the knife is missing,

and when that happens,
I will be screwed.

You should have thought about that
before you decided to steal evidence.

I did! You think I didn't realize
that I could go to prison for this?

But you are my best friend.

That was the risk that I was
willing to take to save you,

but I will not go to
prison to save Freddy,

and that is exactly what will happen
if we don't put that knife back.

You don't understand.
I made Freddy testify.

I brought this
back into his life.

If I hadn't done that, maybe none
of this would have ever happened.

How am I gonna turn him in?

So, Emile lied about the briefcase?

- It was just a distraction?
- Yes.

They weren't stealing
the real item, we were.

The real target was being
monitored 24/7 by two CSB guards.

But Emile knew their
emergency protocols.

When the alarm sounded,
the guards would head

to their helicopter on the roof.

He had me rewire the elevator
so that when you select "roof,"

it went to the
basement instead.

I never saw what was in the bag.

- Come on.
- We just ran to the van.

- We've got two minutes.
- Okay.

Damn it... the van's blown.

We gotta find a new way out.

But all my equipment's in
there, I need to get it.

There's no time.

Aah!

Lynn said that you never made
it back to the rendezvous point.

What happened?

They've got us trapped.

Hey, uh-uh.

No, no, no. It's a steel box.

The bullets will ricochet like crazy.

It's gonna have to be
hand-to-hand combat.

What? No.

Hand-to-hand
combat, I-I-I...

I can't make a fist
after that fight.

Don't worry.

I got it.

Aaaargh!

Let's just skip the part where you
singlehandedly fought off 20 armed guards.

What happened next?

I got us out of the vault,
but those Secret Service guys,

they... they caught up to us.

Those are some trigger-happy
sons o' bitches.

Change of plans, new getaway
vehicle is a black Cadillac.

Get to the east entrance in
60 seconds or get left behind.

- All right, okay, come on.
- We don't have enough time.

You go, I'll hold 'em off.

- Clive, no.
- Hey.

Okay.... go.

I'll never forget you.

I took out as many guys as
I could before I got KO'd.

Then I woke up to you poking
me like a damn porcupine.

Right, so the last time
you saw Jane and Weller,

they headed for a black Cadillac.

As far as I know.

Oh, by the way, that tattoo?

Uh, it's not Sanskrit, it's Arabic.

What?

What does it mean?

Ah-ah, don't do that,
what does it mean? Yo!

A black Cadillac left the east entrance
shortly after the bomb went off.

No plates, but we tracked
it for about a mile.

It got on the 87 going north.

Of all the locations in the northeast
with ties to Nico Marconi, only 15

are near water or an airfield,

and only one of them is off 87 North.

A plot of land on the waterfront.

Marconi's shell company owns it.

It's a defunct state
park that closed down

due to contamination,
so no one goes near it.

A pretty good spot for
covert weapons deals.

Okay, let's move.

We've been driving for an hour.

Are you sure this is
the best use of our time?

There's a lot of ground to cover.

- Wait, up ahead.
- Jane!

- Are you okay?
- Just winded.

Where's Weller?

He went on the boat with Chen.

Who's Chen?

She's what we stole from the summit.

Dr. Mingxia Chen, she's a
leader in plate tectonics

who was giving a talk at the summit.

She invented a method of converting
tectonic shifts into green energy.

What does a weapons dealer like Marconi
want with an earthquake scientist?

I think I might know.
Over the past year,

China has been conducting a massive study
on tsunami activity off their coastline.

But there's been chatter
that it's a cover,

and that what they're really
doing is developing a tsunami bomb.

- A what?
- It's a bomb

that's detonated on the ocean
floor to mimic a tsunami.

Concept was created
during World War II,

and they thought it could be
just as deadly as an atomic bomb.

But they've never actually
made one work... have they?

Well, last month, a small island
near China's research station

was completely wiped
out overnight, literally.

On the map one day,
gone the next.

It's believed that that was
their first successful test.

And Mingxia Chen is...

Head of R&D for the project.

Instead of stealing a tsunami bomb,

Nico Marconi kidnapped the only
person in the world who can make one.

So, the question now is...
who's he gonna sell her to?

Clive and Lynn both said
they were stealing an item,

not a person, which means
either Emile kidnapped Chen

from the summit all by himself,

or one of them knows something
they're not letting on.

And if they knew that
Chen was the target,

they might know where Emile is taking her.

We need to compare their stories to Jane's,

see what doesn't add up.

When we got to the summit, Weller
filled me in on Nico Marconi.

We both agreed we should stay
undercover to try to get to him.

We disabled the guns without Clive seeing.

We knew we had to get a line
out to you with our location.

Hey, how'd you put that
Ruger together so fast?

He couldn't risk speaking,
so he dialed 1-0-1-2 instead.

Police code for "do not
engage." We got the message.

We know Clive lied about
the casualties in his story.

None of the bodies were
found at the scene.

How'd you stop him?

No. No, Clive.

No guns.

Sir, I was just...

We made it out of the vault
before security arrived,

but the Secret Service
was on our tail quick.

So, Clive was with you the
whole time like he said?

Which means that Lynn
must have known about Chen.

Well, that would make sense.

I'm pretty sure they knew each other.

They were the first two there
when we got to the warehouse,

and she pretended that she didn't
know him, but later, I overheard her.

We cut it close.

The conference badges almost didn't clone.

You told me they'd be
the same as last time.

You weren't just another
hired hand, were you?

Emile and you are associates, and
you planned the heist with him.

I... Just part of it.

What part, the part where
you kidnapped a woman?

It wasn't a duffel bag
that you took, was it?

It was Professor Chen, right?

Right?!

I swear to God, if
you don't start talking,

I'm gonna make sure that
you never see sunlight again.

Yes.

It was Chen.

So why didn't you tell us about Chen?

Because I was trying to protect
myself from kidnapping charges!

So, when you guys got to the Cadillac,
that was the first time you saw Chen?

No, we didn't see her till the boat.

- Who the hell is that?
- This is the item.

- Chen. Chen Mingxia.
- Don't talk to her.

Weapons.

Please, help me.

Good work.
Marconi will be pleased.

Take it in the woods and burn it.

You can find your own way back.

All right, what do we do?
We can't just leave Chen.

Wherever she's going,

that's where Nico Marconi is.

There's too many of 'em
to take down without guns.

We're at least 20 miles from civilization.

You start running out of here, all right?

Try and find a way
to contact the team.

I'm gonna get on that
yacht so we don't lose 'em.

- No, I'll get on the yacht.
- No, Jane.

We both know how dangerous this is.

You have a baby on the way.
You have Sarah, you have Sawyer,

people who would miss you
if anything happened to you.

Look, I'm just being practical.

But no one would miss me.
So, I'll get on the yacht.

Do you hear that?

There's a guard.

He's on the other
side of this building.

He must be staying behind.

All right, let's box him in,

see if we can take
his weapon, his phone.

All right? Go right.

Wait, Emile paid you in cash?

Yeah, I buried our cut in the woods.

Lynn said the money
would be wired.

- Maybe she just misspoke.
- Maybe, or maybe she slipped up

and actually told the truth.

Whoa, what are you doing?

She's still lying to you,
but it's not for Emile.

That equipment that you were trying to get

out of the catering van, there
was a hard drive in there.

The blast damaged the
fireproof housing pretty badly,

but the inside was intact.

And I just cracked it.

Yeah, very, very not good for you.

She builds the money transfer
sites for Marconi's sales,

and they're pretty good,
actually, super secure,

unhackable, but the real beauty is...

that her cut is automatically wired
to her on completion of the sale.

You want this Chen sale to go through
because you're still getting paid.

Except I just found your
offshore bank account

that you're transfer empties into...

and it's just been seized by the FBI,

so you're not gonna make
a cent off this sale.

And if it does go through,
you'll be implicated

in human trafficking, so
I suggest you hand over

the site you built
and let us shut it down.

It's not a sale this time.

Marconi thought Chen was one of a kind.

Wanted to see how much he could get.

It's a dark web auction.

Tell us how to access it.

Okay, so I've been doing some thinking...

and you're right, we
gotta return the knife.

Good.

That's...

We just have to figure out how.

I think I found a way.

You can't bring it into the lab yourself

because you were already
seen, but what if we make

somebody do it for you?

Why would somebody do that?

Same reason why Lynn's lying:

self-preservation.

So... so, last year,

a lab tech got suspended
for misplacing evidence.

It cost them a case.

He's still on probation.

Now, what if he were to
find the knife in his car?

He wouldn't report it
and risk getting fired.

He'd just put it back.

Yeah, but what if he
panics and throws it away?

Not very smart... if
anything comes up missing,

he's gonna be the
first person they blame.

You got a better idea?

Reade, Zapata, get in here now!

What's going on?

The auction's going live.

Oh, my God.

A top FBI official for sale on
the black market is a unicorn.

Weller is a wealth of intel.

Look, the auction site is airtight.

I've got my whole team trying
to trace it to a location,

and so does Patterson,
but... that would take weeks.

Weller and Chen
will be long by then.

Can't Lynn just shut it down?

That's not the
way that it works.

She lost control of it as soon
as she handed it over to Marconi.

There's gotta be some
other way to find them.

We win.

What?

We pose as a buyer, we get
in on the auction and we win.

Marconi will have to provide a location
for us to collect the merchandise.

Uh, in case you've all forgotten,

the United States does not
negotiate with terrorists.

We are pouring our best resources into
finding them through legitimate channels,

and that is all we can do.

Fine, understood.

Jane, let me see you
in the conference room

in five minutes to make a more
specific ID on Marconi's boat.

That boat's a dead end.

You know that. Why are
you giving in to him?

I'm not.

I have an idea, okay?
But it's risky and...

it's not exactly legal, so I
don't wanna involve any of you.

- We're already involved.
- We're a team.

If there's a chance to
get Weller back, we're in.

Congratulations.

You've been sold, 40 million,
even more than I expected.

I guess an FBI assistant director
fetches a pretty good bonus.

But you... I've had my
eye on your for months...

just waiting for you
to figure out that bomb.

I knew you could do it!

You're Nico Marconi.

Guess neither of us was
who we purported to be.

Jeep's ready.

I'll wait there.

I want to leave as soon as the second
half of the payment comes through.

I think that I can get us out of here.

But I'm gonna need your help.

Were they circular windows
here or rectangular?

Or no windows?

Jane?

I'm sorry, this will have to wait.

Excuse me?

You need to request that a rescue team
be sent to this location immediately.

That's where you'll find
Weller along with Nas,

Reade, and Zapata.

What the hell are you talking about?

They won the auction.

Nas used the money from Lynn
Burton's offshore account,

20 million in total,

although that's just the first half.

Marconi will be
expecting the second half

as soon as they get there,
and they do not have it,

so they're gonna need
some serious backup.

They defied my direct orders,

and you expect me to go bail 'em out?

Well, the way I see
it, you can either stick

to your guns and
let four federal agents

and a kidnapped civilian
die, or you can get credit

for capturing the FBI's Eighth Most Wanted.

Moving day. The buyers are here.

It's time to go.

No, please, I feel sick.

You gotta help her.

Please, look!

Uhh!

Go hide behind that tree.

I'm gonna need you to wait here.

No, take me with you.

No, we don't have a chance of
getting out of here on foot.

Our best bet is Marconi's jeep, so
I'm gonna go and take that from him.

But it's safer if you stay here.

Okay.

You must be the lucky winner.

- Where are they?
- You paid half up front.

They're not yours yet.

Transfer the other 20 million.

Then you get your prize.

As far as I know,
they're not even here.

Or you could have beaten
them half to death,

and they're of no use to me.

I need to see them first.

Fair enough.

They're running!

They were just there. Find them.

Make sure my property
isn't damaged.

I need them alive.

Stop!

Uhh!

Stay down!

We got cops! The buyers are cops!

Uhh!

Uhh!

Here, come on.

Are you okay?

We have to find Weller.

Chen said he ran off that way.

He's going after Marconi.

All right, let's go.

Looks like you could use some backup.

Nice to see you both.

Are you okay?

Yeah. You?

- Yeah.
- And you?

Let's get the hell outta here.

Go around. Nas.

FBI! Freeze.

- Hands up!
- Drop your weapons!

Drop 'em!

Down on the ground, keep your
hands where I can see 'em.

Move.

Down on the ground. On the ground!

Turn around.

Nico Marconi... you're under arrest.

You went behind my back
and stole 20 million dollars

from the U.S. government...
that is a federal crime!

But we have Marconi in custody!

I mean, we'll get all
of that money back.

What if you lost him?

This was not a calculated,
tactical decision.

This was a coin flip.

And you don't get to keep your
job just because it came up heads.

You don't have
the power to fire me.

Oh, then I will walk it up the chain

till I find somebody who does.

You will never work for the United
States government ever again.

That's a promise.

You know, Matthew,

I have worked with
a lot of men like you.

You get off on instilling fear,

'cause it makes you
feel more powerful.

You wouldn't know what
to do with real power.

How'd it go?

Is he bringing up charges?

It's fine, there's
nothing to worry about.

Really?

Yeah, it was...
just a slap on the wrist.

Patterson, can I talk
to you for a second?

You know, when
I first brought my theory

about Sandstorm to my superior...

she laughed at me.

The only proof I had that
these lone wolf attacks

were connected was this
one man in a lime green hat.

She thought that it was a coincidence,

and that the link that I
was looking for wasn't there.

She gave me the lecture,
"When you hear hoofbeats..."

"think horses, not zebras."

But...

I just knew that it was connected.

It made perfect sense to me
long before I could convince her.

You know, Patterson,
it's not always gratifying

to be the person who sees
things that no one else can see.

We both know that.

But it's a gift.

This grants you access

to all the systems in this room.

It's six years of my life's work,

everything... that the NSA has on Sandstorm.

I... I'm honored.

Well, your work on the
tattoos has been exceptional.

I look forward to seeing
what you do with this.

Come to the party.

You really don't have to do that.

What you said on the pier, it wasn't true.

I... never thought I'd
say this again, but...

if something happened to you,

I'd miss you.

You're my friend, Jane.

So I want you at that party.

Okay. I'll be there.

All right.

Wash it down with that.

Lovebirds...

So, uh, where is this, uh,

mysterious boyfriend of yours?

Conor is stuck on a
stakeout, unfortunately.

Yeah, and I was so
excited to introduce you

as my baby daddy.

By the way, I'm feeling pretty
confident we're having a boy.

Game on.

50 bucks it's a girl.

- Hm?
- You're on.

Wait, why... you can't take that.

We gotta cut the cake to find out.

- Oh.
- It's not fair.

It's done.

I put it back in his
car. Now, we just wait.

If he puts it back
tomorrow morning,

they should trace it back
to Freddy by... end of day.

You okay?

I just want it to be over... yeah.

Thank you.

For what?

You... you thought I killed
somebody and you still stuck by me.

You'd have done the same.

Uh... I...

You're kidding me.

The hazards of being a bartender.

Let me... let me do it.

All right.

Weitz is coming after you, isn't he?

Yeah... maybe.

Whatever happens, we
fight it together, okay?

You were only in that
position... because of me.

You know, when you were missing, I was...

Don't.

Weller, it's cake time!

Good timing.

Let's go get some cake.

All right. All right, coming!

You can never come back.

Wh-what are you doing here?

Shepherd doesn't know I'm here.

What's going on?

We have been through so much.

You haven't always been by my
side, but it's better when you are.

I'm better when you are.

I don't wanna do this without you.

I need you to see that,

understand how
great this can all be.

I want you by my side when it happens.

When what happens?

Phase two.

It's time.

In a few hours, we're
gonna change the world.

Precisely Synchronized by srjanapala