Limitless (2015–2016): Season 1, Episode 8 - When Pirates Pirate Pirates - full transcript

When Naz is detained on suspicion of funding terrorism, Brian and Rebecca's efforts to clear her name lead them to Naz's daughter, Ava, who reveals a family secret Naz has kept from the FBI.

BRIAN: Previously on Limitless...

NZT is going to change the entire world.

I mean what I say
about wanting a partner.

- What are those for?
- Whatever you want.

NAZ: Brian's immune
to the side effects of taking NZT.

We don't know how,
but we certainly plan on learning.

MERRICK:
We wanna stack the deck for success.

We'd like to borrow your guy
for a spell.

It's one big team. We share information.

A few of us know about the pills,
a few about Finch.

I never told the CIA about Brian Finch.



CIA hijacked one of our assets,
a kid named Brian Finch.

Got a permission slip from the Bureau.

Somebody put a signature down. I'm gonna
figure out who the hell authorized this.

And either that person will no longer
work for the Bureau or I won't.

WOW!

[LAUGHS]

No way. This is Naz's place?
Are you serious?

Look at all this!
I mean, not to sell the boss short

- I just kind of thought she...
- Choose your words wisely, Finch.

Beachy?
I was gonna say you were beachy.

I thought you were a beach person,
you know?

You have that weird conch in your
office, beach stuff, beach... things.

- Why did you tell us to come here?
- I'm flying to Washington tonight.

I have a meeting with
Deputy Director Rovick in the morning.



I wanted to put certain safeguards
in place before I go.

The CIA took you without my permission.

That is something
that can never happen again.

If the meetings in DC
go as I expect them to,

you'll have nothing to worry about.

If they don't, I can no longer guarantee
your safety at the CJC.

You have to come here immediately, yeah?

Now, Rebecca knows
that this place is a fortress.

It has the latest
in biometric securities.

Everything you need for weeks
without emerging.

In case you need to run.

OK, sorry.
Aren't we going a little bit overboard?

I mean, who would I even need
to run from?

Part of the reason you weren't
immediately shipped to DC for study

was that doctors were concerned
that your immunity

to NZT's side effects and withdrawal

came from something
in the local environment.

Testing proved
that it's more likely genetic.

You didn't tell DC this.

I omitted it from your medical records.

The only existing copy
is on this USB drive.

Well, why is it a big deal if DC knows?

They'd move you down there.

Not to a safe house, but to a cell
where you would be a test subject

and doctors could do whatever
to find out why you're immune.

So, you guard this with your life
until I get back.

If I text you the word "pomegranate,"

you're to come stay here
until further notice.

- Is that understood?
- Pomegranate?

Are we all comfortable
with "pomegranate?"

We could come up with something
a little more... exciting.

Brian, I'm gonna see you both
when I get back.

All right, Naz, going to Washington DC,
kicking some ass, taking some names.

Feel free to picture that
however you like.

BRIAN: While it was fun to imagine Naz
conquering DC like a boss,

at the end of the day
it's just a series of meetings,

so it probably looks
a lot more like... this.

I would've felt the same way
if it happened in my shop.

And I've always appreciated you
shooting from the hip.

It's literally saved my ass
more than once.

- Ooh! Try three.
- Cincinnati doesn't count.

- Oh!
- That was a ricochet.

Look, the point is, sometimes
there's value in using finesse.

Cincinnati, Kenny.

- Morning, Deputy Director.
- Thank you.

- Please.
- Thank you.

Good morning, everyone.

SAC Pouran, thanks for coming down
from New York.

So, I would like to start
with a review of the situation.

The CIA's abduction of Brian Finch
put an untrained consultant,

whom I assured protection,
in modal danger

without so much as an email
clearing the op with me first.

- That is entirely unacceptable.
- Or we could just dive in.

SAC Pouran is reasonably upset.

The use of an asset without approval
undermines her ability to lead the CJC.

"Undermines" is an understatement.

I can no longer lead the division unless
certain assurances are put into place.

I would like to know the names
of everyone on the Bureau

that signed off on Brian Finch's
involvement in this rogue CIA operation.

I would like them suspended
pending review.

And I expect a copy of the signed memo
authorizing Brian's involvement.

This memo does not exist,
not from me or from any of my agents.

I just found out about this yesterday.

If no one is held responsible,
I have no other choice but to resign.

There's no need to bluff, Naz.

But if I do resign, Catherine, I will
have plenty of time to expose the fact

that the CIA performed a black operation
on American soil,

and that memo that you say does not
exist, it will show up at the DOJ audit.

Um, let's take this down
to, say, um, DEFCON 3?

Knowing our assets are protected

is a cornerstone
of counterintelligence operations.

This op went against
everything we fight for in the Bureau.

If someone did sanction it,
we'll find out who.

I'll have my office
personally handle the investigation.

- Can I ask a question?
- Yeah.

How'd you get stuck with this job?

Well, I, uh... I got placed in the
Anchorage field office out of Quantico.

Alaska?

What? Why?
Were you bottom of your class?

My SAC found me asleep on a stakeout.

- Ooh.
- It's dark all the time there.

All right. Ready for live ammunition?

Mm-hm.

Naz is back. She got DC to agree
to a formal investigation.

Like a boss.

Thank you.

- Save the red ones.
- OK.

What the hell is going on?

- Naz, what happened?
- Don't respond.

Back away. SAC Pouran
is being detained for questioning.

Agent Harris, Mr. Finch. Pleasure
to meet you both. I hear great things.

- Excited to be working...
- Sorry, what?

ADIC Grady Johnson.
I'll be overseeing things here.

Just until the charges
against your boss are cleared up.

What charges?

Agent Boyle,
I wanna speak with you privately.

But you two,
why don't you join me in my office?

We have a...
We have a lot to talk about.

You took our SAC out of here in cuffs

and you won't even tell us
what she's charged with?

All I can tell you
is that Nasreen Pouran is being accused

of serious violations
of national security.

The investigation is classified.

We'll just be in touch
with her lawyer, then.

SAC Pouran is being held under
the National Defense Authorization Act.

She has no access
to an attorney at this time.

I'll be leading a review of operations
here while that's underway.

I know that sounds ominous,
but I'm hereto help.

BRIAN: Assistant Director in Charge
Grady Johnson.

Let's start with the obvious, shall we?

He's actually five-foot-four
without the platform shoes,

he smiles with his lace
but not with his eyes,

upgrades to the latest phone
the second it comes out,

your basic hatchet man,
here to do someone else's dirty work.

You. Hmm? Are you listening?

Kind of. One sec.

...cutting off your supply of NZT
until further notice.

All consulting duties
temporarily suspended will be...

...you must remain in the safe house
pending further review.

You're cutting off my NZT
and you're sending me to the safe house.

Ah, good, you're up to speed.
Yeah, this is the new normal.

It'll take some adjusting, but we'll get
this department running right.

Uh, Johnson, none of us know why,
but that conch is really special to Naz.

I know you're getting settled in,

but, if you don't mind,
just leave that conch where it is.

Oh, no, I'll take care of the conch.

- Great.
- Yeah.

- Thanks.
- OK.

He said she's being held under the NDAA.

That allows for indefinite detention of
an American citizen without due process,

so she has no lawyer, she's probably
being held at a military base.

I'm gonna call DC,
see if I can get some answers.

Or we can just use this.

At first
Johnson's just gonna assume he lost it,

so let's see what we can find out
before he shuts it down.

Fine, but not here. You need to lie low.

You know, Naz told me
to go to the safe house.

- She did?
- Yeah.

When?

[MUFFLED]

- I can read lips, remember?
- Right. Fine, let's go.

OK, one problem. I think I left
my emergency packet back at my place.

If someone gives you
an emergency packet

because your place
has been compromised...

[BOTH] ...you don't leave it
in the place that's been compromised.

Jinx.

The FBI can ping
that phone's location, Brian.

Just to the nearest tower.
It doesn't prove anything.

Besides, that DIC is way too egotistical
to have somebody ping his cellphone.

- Are you kidding me?
- It's not DIC. It's ADIC.

R's... A-D-I-C.

ADIC, I gm n.

BRIAN: OK, let's see. Password.
I've got five shots at this, tops.

Gun guy, of course.

Huh. The FBI issues Glocks, not .357s.

So let's see. 0357...

Hey, I got it in one try!

Uh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh, here we go.

Here's a chain between Johnson
and Deputy Director Rovick.

Oh, man. Nazis being held
for suspicion of treason.

What?

They say she made payments
to some guy named Felix Durmaz.

He's on the terrorist watch list.
They think he funnels money to jihadis.

- There's no way that's true.
- She does keep a lot of secrets.

She just went down to DC
to save your ass.

She got thrown into a hole for it.
She is being framed.

And we are gonna help her.

Hey, all right.
Oh, uh, will you do me a favor?

Can you water my bonsai plant?
It's on the table. It's special to me.

I don't know how long we'll be gone.

Truth? I've had that packet Naz gave me
in my pocket all day.

The real reason
I needed to come back

was to get the NZT
Edward Morra gave me.

My supply's cut off, so if we're gonna
help Naz, I need these.

What are you doing?

You're not gonna bring
your music collection

in the largest format possible, are you?

- [PHONE CHIMES]
- Oh, that's Johnson's phone.

It's from Deputy Director Rovick.

They said
that they looked through Naz's phone

and Naz texted someone
just before she was arrested.

They can't trace the number.
It was a burner phone.

- What did she text?
- Pomegranate.

So she sent the emergency signal
to someone else.

Is it wrong
that I feel less special now?

One sec. I wanna respond.

JOHNSON: Thank you for sending me
on this mission.

ROVICK: Thank you for volunteering.

JOHNSON: It's helped me overcome
many o! my insecurities as an ADIC.

See, I've never been comfortable
with that acronym

because my last name is Johnson.

ADIC Johnson.

The double entendres.
The knowing looks.

Plus I have micropenis.

It's a serious medical condition.

- What are you doing?
- Nothing. Let's go.

- Hey, isn't that water for the plant?
- It's a fake bonsai, Brian.

Oh. Well, I guess
you don't need to water it, then.

Spelman Boyle.

After the school?

Yes, sir.
My great-grandmother went to Spelman.

She was the first one in the family
to go to college.

She would be proud of you.

Master's degree, decorated army Ranger.

Worked your way up
through the criminal division

until you got promoted into the CJC.

So... So how's it been, hmm?
You know, working here?

- It's fantastic, sir.
- Hey, come on.

That complaint you filed
with the local ADIC a few months back.

"An illegal and unsanctioned drug

administered to an untrained consultant
could lead to a national scandal."

These... These are your words, right?

They are. I knew DC was aware of Finch,
but it's different here on the ground.

I thought the leadership should know.

Yeah, there's a rather large contingent

that thinks you might be
the only sane person in this department.

Yeah, well, Finch has done a lot of
good things since he's been here, sir.

Oh, no, and I wanna...
I wanna know about that.

Would... would you write me a...
a report on all things Brian Finch?

There are big changes coming, Spelman.

Yes, sir.

[BLEEPS]

Hey, do you see that?
The alarm's been disabled.

Hey!

- Ava.
- Rebecca.

- You're Naz's daughter.
- What are you doing here?

- Aren't you at grad school?
- I'm home for the week.

You're the one that Naz texted.
Why did she tell you to come here?

- Where is she?
- She's being detained for treason.

They're saying she transferred funds
to someone on a terrorist watch list.

- We know she's innocent.
- You're wrong.

She gave Felix Durmaz $3 million.

She did everything they said she did.

My mom's not innocent.

It's gorgeous here, Ava.
I wish you were here with me.

That's my cousin, Mitra.

She sent me these videos
on her Peace Corps trip

and this is the last one I got.

They've been chasing our boat
since sundown.

I think they're about to board us.
Please send help!

She's being held for ransom?

Her crew was overtaken
by Indonesian pirates

somewhere in the South China Sea.

That's why Naz gave money
to Felix Durmaz. He's the go-between.

He's negotiating her freedom, and I
guess that's why my mom sent me here,

to wait on his call.

- Why didn't Naz go through the FBI?
- She didn't wanna get them involved.

Too many rescue missions
have gone badly.

BRIAN: So Naz used her sources
to find a broker,

a shady underworld type
used to handling these things.

Of course, Felix is on every
terrorist watch list for funneling money

to the kinds of people
who see kidnapping as a business.

Naz's enemies in DC
tracked the situation.

Once she made her threat,
they followed the money trail to Felix,

and here we are.

Wait, once you get your cousin back,

can't we prove the money Naz paid
wasn't used to help terrorists?

- Or if we got Felix to talk.
- Guys like that don't talk.

And I don't know how to reach him.

He contacts my mom
over the secured network here,

so... there's nothing to do but wait.

What are you thinking about?

Trying to figure out if there's a way

that this ends
with me sword-fighting pirates.

Nazis guilty. She is.

She gave that money to Felix Durmaz and
her enemies are gonna hang her for it.

- I know.
- You know what we need to do?

We need to find that memo that proves
that the FBI loaned me to the CIA.

I've got a permission slip
from the Bureau.

So you're thinking what I'm thinking.
We find the ammo and go right for 'em.

Yeah, but we still don't even know
who's in charge of this.

ADIC Johnson's
definitely not calling the shots.

But we looked through his phone
and nothing told us who is.

How are we supposed to find this memo
if we don't know who's hiding it?

- We could offer them bait.
- The medical records.

Have you made contact with her?

I'm working on it. But it seems
someone's stonewalling me.

- Who, I don't know.
- That's the million-dollar question.

What about you? Found anything?

Nothing to speak of.

Well, I'm using some of my contacts
in the House to pull rank.

H! call you
as soon as I know anything.

Thank you.

Where have you been?

Do you really wanna know?

No. Johnson's been asking.

Someone stole Johnson's cellphone,

sent out a bunch of text messages
saying he has a micropenis.

Sound like someone we know?

Well, I'm not saying he's the most
mature person in the world...

...or your average
third-grade classroom for that matter.

But he is committed to getting Naz back.

We need you to talk to Johnson.

We need proof that someone in the FBI

signed off on abducting Brian
for that black op.

Consider this your carrot.

Tell Johnson it contains
Brian's complete medical file.

- Does it?
- Ish.

You just need to convince Johnson
to let you take it to DC.

Whoever he takes you to,
whoever wants to know about Brian,

that's the one that has the proof
about the CIA op.

Johnson is never gonna buy it,
and even if he did,

what makes you assume
that I would be on board with this?

Because I know
what the CJC means to you.

And I know you'd do anything to save it.

Hey. You OK?

You know, I was supposed to meet Mitra,

and at the last minute
my mom told me not to go.

She said it was too dangerous.

I was so pissed at her,
but she was right.

I'm such a complete screw-up.

You can't blame yourself for that.

- You wouldn't understand.
- Oh, about being a screw-up?

Oh, no.
I got a pretty good handle on that.

But you seem so together.
How did you get into the FBI?

It's a fairly recent development,
and I'm not technically...

You know what? It's a long story.

Point is, I think
my dad and your mom are a lot alike.

It's like we're gonna end up
disappointing them anyways,

so why not just jump in
and make it your choice?

[BLEEPING]

It's him.

DURMAZ". You must be Ava.
You look like your mother.

She warned me
that she may become unavailable,

and if that happened
I was to contact you this way.

- Who are you?
- He's a friend. It's OK.

Please tell me you got some information.

I have bad news, I'm afraid.

t negotiated an agreement
with the GAM pirate crew,

but before their ship went into port
to make the exchange,

they were overtaken.

What do you mean, overtaken?

The South China Sea
is a very dangerous place.

A competing band o! pirates attacked,
taking all o! their valuables,

including your cousin.

- Seriously? The pirates were pirated?
- It happens.

None of the men
I was negotiating with survived.

- Oh, my God.
- [BANGING ON DOOR]

H! let you know the second
I have anything new. I must go.

Mitra's gonna die.
My mom can't help her.

No, hey, listen to me. We're gonna
get her back, OK? Mitra and your mom.

How? We don't know
where either of them have been taken.

We're working on the Naz situation.

And as for finding Mitra,
let's just say...

...l, uh, have
a very particular set of skills.

- Thank you, no, I've got it.
- Oh, great.

- Looks like you got everything.
- Yeah, thanks for the help.

Oh, do you need a hand?

A ham radio,
guides on Southeast Asian languages

and all of the FBI files
on pirates in that region.

- Great.
- What's the deal?

Ava's cousin got taken
by a second group of pirates.

We don't know who they are,
where they are

or what they're planning on doing
with Mitra.

Brian, your supply of NZT was cutoff.
The dispensary is on lockdown.

So how do you expect to learn a bunch
of languages and find a group of people

whose entire existence relies on them
being hidden, without NZT?

That is an excellent question
and before I answer it,

I would like to remind you
that this is all out of service

to saving a girl's life,

so be gentle.

I might have a few extra NZT pills.
My own stash, I guess you could call it.

What?

Where did you get those?

Seriously, Brian,
where did you get those?

Listen, we can absolutely talk about
this, all night long if you want to,

or we could try to save Mitra
from being murdered by pirates.

Fine.

We are gonna talk about this later.

BRIAN: OK. We know Mitra is somewhere
in the South China Sea.

But since we don't know who's holding
her or how to talk to them,

it's time to learn some languages.

[VOICES SPEAK
DIFFERENT LANGUAGES]

Like all the languages
in the South China Sea.

It's Vietnamese.

[IN VIETNAMESE]

BRIAN: So, OK,
Mitra is being held by new pirates,

bigger and badder
than the last pirates who had her.

But we don't know who they are.

She's in international waters where
we have no contact and no jurisdiction.

But we do have a ham radio,

and seafarers,
maritime law enforcers and locals

still use the radio wave frequencies
to communicate with each other.

If we can find the right frequency,

we just might be able
to find out who has Mitra.

If you remove human life
from the equation,

it's actually
quite a stimulating problem.

[BRIAN SPEAKS VIETNAMESE]

No pirates here. That's good, though.
That's really good. We've got somebody.

So keep doing this over and over
until we get somebody else.

Brian, I don't know how you're doing
all of this, but it means so much,

and I know it would to my mom too,
so thank you.

He'!-

We're gonna find her, OK? Don't worry.

[SPEAKS VIETNAMESE]

[MAN SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

Who are you?

Uh... Sorry, I didn't copy.
Can you repeat?

Who are you? Why do you want to know
about American girl?

We're with the FBI.

We'd like to negotiate with the pirates,
but we need to know who they are.

Hello, FBI. My name is Pradeep.

- I know your pirates.
- Well, how do you know them?

I track them on my Tumblr.
I talk with locals here.

Pirates don't know who I am,
so it's all good.

And these pirates have
an American woman?

I can tell you
if you, FBI, tweet my page.

So I get American fans.
Then I will have top pirate page.

Uh... How do we know
you're telling the truth, Pradeep?

GAM, Indonesian pirates,
had your lady first.

See? I know. Will you tweet me?
My name is SeaSwagler.

- Can you do that?
- Can we do that?

I'll text Darryl in Cyber.

Request is being granted right now.
Now tell us what you know.

GAM and other pirates lose their bounty
to a big ship, the Wong Sa.

Wong Sa was sent from Malaysia,
sent to stop pirates.

But it turned pirate too.

Now they hunt other pirates,
stealing their goods.

GAM is always losing to the Wong Sa.

- That must be where Mitra is, right?
- Thanks, Pradeep.

No worries. Be happy.

Oh, my God.

- [LAUGHS] We have a ship!
- It's a start

[KNOCKING]

Agent Boyle, what have you got?
Found anything worth reporting?

Sir, I did, actually.

You see, I've always prided
myself on good communication

and divisional transparency,

so you can imagine I wasn't happy

when I learned information
had been omitted

from Brian Finch's medical records.

Really?

Look, uh...
what I'm about to tell you, um...

...I could be risking my job
for this conversation.

Well, Agent Boyle, I can protect you.

Yeah.

The truth is...
Rebecca gave me a thumb drive,

wanted me to tell you
it contained Finch's complete records.

But she and Brian falsified it,

which got me thinking there must be
some real records worth finding.

Brian Finch's complete medical history,
blood work and his immunity studies.

It's pretty clear
why Naz lied to all of us about this.

This is a game changer, Agent Boyle.

There are certain people in DC
who will be... quite pleased.

Which is why I would like to make
the trip with you to headquarters

and hand this drive off face to face.

See, when Naz is officially
off the roster,

you're going to be looking for a more
permanent replacement here at the CJC

and I'd like to be considered
for that position.

Well, if what is on those files
is as groundbreaking as you say it is,

you can write your own ticket.

Next flight to DC. You and me.

Thank you, sir.

What are you doing?

OK, I know, this looks unconventional,
but bear with me.

I saw the fusion cell photo
of the Wong Sa you got.

- The one the Malaysian naval ship took.
- And?

And in that picture,
you can see the pirate crew.

That is Ahmad Wan.

He was part of the crew that turned
the Wong Sa into a pirate ship.

Our guys think
he may have led the mutiny.

He was arrested,
but the charges got dropped.

I'm guessing his men threw some
bribe money at the Malaysian officials.

- He looks familiar.
- I bet he does.

It's probably cos you've seen his
picture in the NYPD's narcotics files.

- You mean he's here in New York?
- Yeah.

In fact, the guys
in your criminal department

think he's managing a thriving opium
trade literally right here in the city.

How did you even know
to look in that narcotics file?

Are you serious?
I've read all the files in that place.

So this guy, Wan,
is our one connection to Wong Sa.

Yes, which is why I'm down here,
to wait, make a spectacle,

and hopefully eventually I'll get taken
in by Wan's guys and you can follow me.

- Let's do this.
- Whoo!

Big day for you. Are you ready?

- Just doing my job, sir.
- Company man all the way.

I like ii.

All right. Screw, marry, kill.

Um, Mike, Ike or... Taurus.

Remember, the bomb maker? Go.

- Are we seriously doing this?
- Want me to go first?

Not really.

I would screw Mike and marry Ike.

I'd kill Taurus.
He had a couple of cool cars, though.

- Is this something you think about?
- It's your turn.

- I would kill Taurus.
- Yeah.

I'd marry Ike...
I'm sorry, which one is Ike?

It doesn't matter. We're moving on.
Round two.

Casey, Boyle... Finch.

You can't put yourself into the game.

Who says?

Fine. I would screw Casey, I would m...
Oh, God, I couldn't marry Boyle.

- "Bird studied by Darwin."
- Finch.

- Kill Finch.
- Finch.

- I would definitely kill Finch.
- What?

[CAR APPROACHES]

BRIAN: Speaking o! killing... Showtime.

[FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

If this is related to my sandwich board,
can you give me some kind of signal?

Hey, ah.

[PHONE RINGS]

- You guys go ahead.
- Nice to see you in town, Spelman.

Thanks, Loretta. Good to be back.

- It's been a long time.
- Has it?

Seems like just yesterday
you were aide to the deputy director.

And look at you now,
doing so well in New York.

When I heard you were coming,
I had to make you your favorite.

- She's always had a bit of a crush.
- Just make sure she didn't spike them.

You don't want her
to go all Misery on you.

EAD Paulson. I didn't realize
it was you I'd be meeting with.

Special Agent Boyle.
I understand you have something for me.

Don't misunderstand me.
Naz has done great things with the CJC.

But she's lost her perspective
of the larger picture a long time ago.

Yes, sir.

Especially when it comes to Brian Finch.

No good comes from hoarding a resource
like that to a single division.

I completely agree, sir.
We follow protocols for a reason.

We should know by now
why Finch is immune to NZT.

We're gonna deploy
a more restrictive setup for Finch in DC

so we can focus full time
on that very issue.

Now, I think Agent Boyle can be an asset
in a leadership role at CJC.

Well, if that thumb drive
can cut through all the red tape

and legally sanction
Brian's residency here,

then get used to calling yourself
Special Agent in Charge.

Yes, sir.

[GROANS]

If you have something to say,
budak putih, you should say it.

Who's this snitch you know?

Actually, I'm not here
to talk about an informant.

I'm here because I know
you once captained the Wong Sa,

and you, Ahmad Wan,

were one of the greatest
Malaysian pirates of your time.

Some of your old shipmates have someone
who is very, very important to me.

As a favor, I'm hoping you could make
a call and ask for her release.

Nice space, by the way.

Little personal feedback. I'd go up
on the fear factor just a little bit.

It's good, it's really good, what you've
got going on, but it's like a 6, 6.5.

You could do better, I'm just saying.

Maybe I could make you
a permanent decoration.

[LAUGHS] Me? No.

I bet I can do something better.

Anything you want, name it.
Money's not a problem.

Unless, of course, you've fallen out
of favor with your old crew and then...

- Take him out back.
- Wait, wait, wait. Schoolgirl Reaper.

[SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

- What did you say?
- Schoolgirl Reaper.

Yeah. You collect
rare pinball machines, right?

Schoolgirl Reaper, it's the rarest
pinball machine there is.

They only made one prototype.

Then they decided it was
way too tasteless for mass production.

It was ahead of its time.
Electroluminescent lights.

So said my roommate,

whose yapping was one o! the reasons
I dropped out o! college.

Hey, man, you listening to me?
And then for some reason, they halted...

- I said "one of. "
- ...manufacturing.

The company went under,
and the one prototype they made,

it's the most coveted machine
in all the world of pinball.

No one can get Schoolgirl Reaper.

What if I can?

If I do that for you,

will you parlay with your old crew
and release my friend?

OK, we need to go see
a Mr. Timothy Urbaniak

of Demarest, New Jersey, right now.

Who's that?

The guy who has the only Schoolgirl
Reaper pinball machine in existence.

- Shotgun!
- I'm driving.

Good work with Boyle.

I knew he'd turn out to be
a loyal foot soldier.

You gotta press...

PAULSON: OK, barn.

Loretta!

- Where's Boyle?
- I believe he left, sir.

W... I will... I will... I'm having a...
One sec. I'll get him.

I've been offered three quarters
of a million dollars for this machine

and you want me to give it away,
to a pirate?

Well, there's also that girl
who will die if you don't do it.

BRIAN: Mitra was on a plane
just a few hours later.

Tums out the old pirate
really did have sway with his old crew.

And so did Boyle.

BOYLE: When I was an aide
at headquarters,

I learned a lot of interesting things
about Loretta.

She's been there since Watergate.
I used to think she was Deep Throat.

Loretta's a constitutional watchdog.

She holds onto documents
she thinks are sensitive

in case they need to be presented
to the House subcommittee.

So you called her.

Yeah, when Rebecca said
that the conspiracy against Naz

involved top brass, yeah, I had to.

Thank you for that.

Question is, what do we do with it now?

I know.

Guys. My dad used to work with the ACLU.

Maybe he can get in touch
with some old friends?

It's worth a shot, right?
Here, let me make a copy of this.

- Hey, Bec.
- Hmm?

You asked why Johnson trusted me.

When Finch first started here,

I thought this whole thing
was gonna blow up in our faces

and I wrote a memo protesting it.

That's why Johnson came to me. I should
have told you about it. I'm sorry.

Yeah, I was worried too.

- You're good with him now, right?
- I went to DC, didn't I?

BRIAN: I know, I'm asking for a favor.

But if an important senator
took notice of this,

I think that would be
politically valuable.

Like, "Edward Morra shines the light
on black ops in the United States?"

I mean, that's real "man of the people"
kind of stuff.

Hmm. Still...

Seems more like a Brian Finch problem
than a Senator Morra one.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
See, that's where you're wrong, OK?

For whatever reason,
you guys wanted me in the CJC, right?

If Naz is replaced, I might be moved,
I might not have the same access,

and, more importantly,

you won't know what the new boss's
disposition to NZT is

or the people who take it.

Naz is the devil you know,
and if you want me in the CJC,

you're gonna want her free
as much as you do me.

REPORTER:
In a surprising shake-up at the FBI,

longtime Executive Assistant
Director Paulson

o! the elite Criminal Cyber Response
and Services Unit resigned today.

Deputy Director Rovick commented.

EAD Paulson has been
an invaluable member of the Bureau.

We wish him much luck
with his next endeavor. We'll begin...

- That was my mom.
- Yeah?

She's free
and my cousin lands in an hour.

- We got 'em.
- Brian, I don't even know what to say!

[PHONE BUZZES]

Oh, no. I gotta go.

I still work for your mom.

Well, then, I'll just have to figure out
a way to get you fired from the CJC.

I'm sorry.

Hey. Oh, glad that DIC's gone.

Johnson. ADIC Johnson. ADIC Johnson.

A-D-I-C. Whatever.

Man, I missed this place.

We owe your dad's friends
a big thank you.

- Yeah.
- I haven't forgotten.

[APPLAUSE]

ADIC Johnson.
You sent me a number of texts.

I'm sorry I was unable to respond
while I was incarcerated.

And I do hope everything's all right
with your little... condition.

Uh, no.

- I owe both o! you a big apology.
- Did Paulson say anything?

That he took responsibility
and that he would go quietly.

Naz, I will come to New York
and we can discuss everything in detail.

We will.

- Thanks, Brian.
- Come on, Naz.

It's the least I could do.

Well, I'll be in the file room
if you need me.

So you stayed in my apartment,
with my daughter.

I did, yes,
and she is a lovely girl... woman.

And it was lovely getting to know her.
I don't know her.

We spent time together platonically.
We see eye to eye on that.

You know what?
You should be proud of her.

She's almost as cool as her mom.

[CHUCKLES]

Just saying.

- Finch.
- Mm-hm?

Ava could do worse.

Hmm.

Yeah!