Quantico (2015–2018): Season 1, Episode 13 - Clear - full transcript

In the present, Alex is reinstated in the FBI. She and Natalie work together to prevent Natalie's death, even though it involves breaking the law. In the past, the trainees learn more about human intelligence.

My name is Alex
Parrish. I'm an FBI agent.

In July, a terrorist

blew up Grand Central
Terminal in New York.

But before that, I was still a trainee.

These people were my friends...

or at least I thought they were.

One of them is a terrorist.

And now I'm racing to
find out who they are

before they strike again.

MIRANDA: Meet the class above you.

LIAM: These are the people

that are gonna spend
the day kicking your ass.

You're Alex?

Relax, Tebow.

[Whistle blows]

I'm gonna smack you around.

You're just gonna try not to bruise.

I don't feel like going
back in there right now.

Take me somewhere?

I'm your teacher.

The woman you thought was your sister

has been kidnapped.

Please help me.

I know there is someone else, Ryan.

When's this gonna end?

THE VOICE: The first time
I saw you at the Academy,

I knew what you were capable of.

You weren't the terrorist before,

but now you're going to be.

If you want to remain safe,

you're going to do exactly what I say...

- both of you.
- Which is what?

Return to work in the morning

and then wait for further instruction.

- But I...
- [Cellphone beeps]

Oh, my God. I'm so... I'm so sorry.

How did this even get on you?

VASQUEZ: I have no idea.

I must have been drugged, like you were.

The last thing I remember
is leaving the hearing

to walk to the subway.

And when I woke up, it was on me.

Alex, l-listen to me.

Listen to me.

You were right this whole time.

Elias was just a
puppet, and now we are, too.

You said you were looking
into everyone in our class, right?

- [Sniffles]
- What did you find?

Okay. [Breathing heavily]

Elias called in a tip

on the orders of the
terrorist to frame me.

The idea of our class
was just a red herring.

So, what are you saying?

It could be anyone you've ever met?

No, not anyone.

Because that person on
the phone just told me

that they saw me the
first day at the Academy.

They had my
fingerprints from orientation.

We need to start all over again.

We need to... We need
to look at everyone

who was there from the
first day at Quantico...

field counselors, the other classes,

Liam, Miranda, just...



This is all my fault. I
missed the bigger picture.

How could you think straight?
You were running for your life.

For someone with a bomb
strapped to their chest,

you're thinking straight.

I was always better than you.


We're gonna find whoever's
doing this, okay?

And we're gonna stop them.

And you are going to survive.

LIAM: So, you survived the integration.

Now, instead of toe-to-toe,

you are one unit, one class.

Time to leave the animosity behind.

All right, change! Let's go!

♪ If only you had known
me before the accident ♪

If you're going to survive...

♪ For with that grand collision ♪

you're going to need to learn
how to survive together...

♪ Came a grave consequence ♪

♪ Receptors overloaded, they
burst and disconnect ♪

which means you must

understand each other completely.

- ♪ Till there was little feeling ♪
- Running late, Raina?

♪ Please work with what is left ♪

- [Sighs]
- I slept late.

Really? Through morning prayers?

What are your physical strengths?

What are your
weaknesses, your blind spots?

Nice. Thanks for thinking of me.

Well, you know where the cafeteria
is. Go make yourself one.

♪ That reduces me to rubble ♪

- Hey.
- Hey.

♪ That looked safe from far away ♪

I'll see you at the gym.

LIAM: What are your breaking points?

♪ I don't know
why, I don't know why ♪

♪ I don't know
what I expect to find ♪

In the FBI, you don't have
to just know yourself,

- but your partners equally.
- ♪ And everything just goes on ♪

♪ as planned ♪

He's really more of
a machine than a man.

♪ You want to
teach, but not be taught ♪

♪ And I want to
sell, but not be bought ♪

You may not like each other...

[Inhales deeply]


♪ So let us not be lonesome ♪

How about these?

♪ So let us not be lonesome ♪

but you're going to have to
learn to trust each other,

starting right now.

♪ Lost in between our
needs and wants ♪

- Time!
- ♪ Our needs and wants ♪

♪ I don't know
why, I don't know why ♪

Parrish, Perales, I said "time."

♪ I return to the
scenes of these crimes ♪

Okay. You've proven that endurance
isn't your weak point.

Now give up your little grudge match

and get your asses to class.

- [Grunts]
- I would have won.

Yeah? Well, I would have made
you work for it first.

Rematch tomorrow?

- You're on.
- You dropped something.

Are those Booth's tags?

♪ And everything
just goes on as planned ♪

I haven't had a chance to mail them yet.

Yeah, sure. Of course.

No time to just walk
downstairs and put them in the mailbox.

♪ I don't know
why, I don't know why ♪

Let's not do this here. Talk later.


Khaled says whoever took his
wife finally made contact.

They're demanding $5
million cash for her safe return.

I mean, do you even have
that kind of cash?

Actually, don't answer that.

On one hand, how could
I possibly pay the ransom

for someone who conned
me for over a decade?

But then [sighs] I don't know.

On the other hand, she's...

she's the only
semblance of family I have left.

Look, if you want to find
out who's behind it,

you got to follow the money.

The question is, is it worth
$5 million to find the answer?

How could we even follow the money?

It's in Croatia.

W-With my father's help,

if you're willing to
let me get him involved.

Well, at least you asked this time.

Do it.

My suspicions were correct...

Mom said you never went
home for New Year's.

I was visiting a friend.

And you lied to me, to her?

He who makes peace between people

by inventing good
information is not a liar.

Don't quote your Hadiths to me.

What friend? I know all your friends.

You used to tell me everything.

You always thought so.

MIRANDA: I've told you
before about the dangers of secrets.

Now it is time you learn their value.

In the field, secrets can very
quickly become currency.

This week, we are going
to talk human intelligence.

Who knows what that means?

Intelligence gathered by
means of interpersonal contact,

as opposed to more technical

intelligence-gathering disciplines,

such as signals, imagery, messaging,

and signature intelligence.

[Light laughter] It was a rhetorical
question, Dr. Olsen.

Which he answered correctly, by the way.

But... who are these people
you're using these methods on,

and what kind of
intelligence are you gathering from them?

It's time you learn how
to source informants.

When approaching a source,

it is imperative that you
know everything about them

that makes them tick...

their interests, their
fears, their pressure points,

and, of course... their weaknesses.

When you know how to exploit a weakness,

you can get a person to
do almost anything you want.

[Indistinct conversations]

They're just as scared of you.

[Sighs] I don't have my badge yet.

My reinstatement
interview is in an hour.

I'd say show them your I.D.,

but I'm pretty sure everyone
knows who you are.

She's with me.


Thank you.

I'm surprised you're
still talking to me.

Yeah, what you believe in on
your own is your business now,

as long as you show up
here and do your job.

I'm going to the morning briefing.

I'll head upstairs with you.

Oh, they didn't tell you?

Tell me what?

You don't work upstairs anymore.

On whose orders?


[Sighs] I'm sorry.

Hannah, I didn't know that...

That I'm the Special Agent in Charge

of the Joint Terrorism Task Force?

Well, since everyone
above me was murdered

when the bank blew
up, I was next in line.

So now it's my job to get the
JTTF back up and running.

And it's your job to
stay far, far out of my way,

down in Operations.

Did I do something to piss you off?

You mean besides turning the deaths

of 32 of the finest
agents the Bureau's ever seen

into your own last stand?

You may have come to your senses

and said what the
commission needed you to say,

but until I'm sure you meant it,

you're gonna work your
way back up to good standing.

If this is about
Ryan, you should know that...

[Chuckles] Oh, that's
the thing about you.

You make everything so personal.

See, when I walk through those doors,

I leave my personal life outside.

Now, if we were to run
into each other on the street,

at a café, on the subway,

two feet outside the
front doors, sure...

maybe then I'd tell you how
much I don't like you or respect you

or particularly enjoy the
fact that you used my ex-husband

and his considerable feelings for you

as a bulletproof vest not once,

but twice in your fugitive escapade.

But in here?

In here, we talk only about the work,

and we do so without
question because that's our job.

So what you're gonna do is

you're gonna keep your head
down and your nose clean

and perform mostly
clerical duties for agents upstairs,

and you're gonna do
so with no questions.

Do you have any questions?

No, you don't, because
there are no questions.

[Cellphone ringing]

Okay, that's not the
ringtone of a Bureau-issued phone.

Yeah, well, they took my
Bureau phone when they suspended me.

That's my cell.

I'll get you a new one. Don't
answer that down here.



[Ringing continues]


THE VOICE: I want the
contents of JTTF server room 33.

You and Natalie have
two hours to get them.

I-I don't even have clearance
to the JTTF server room.

I-I don't know how...

I have faith in your resourcefulness.

I'm sure you'll figure something
out... both of you...

because, if you don't, Natalie dies.


All right. Let's do
exactly as we talked about,

and you'll be fine, okay?

Hey. So, I just got this,

and they asked me to
check if it was working.


Special Agent Parrish. You're good.

Can I check my clearance?


♪ ♪

It's good to be back. Thank you.

Okay, to access the server
room, we need two things...

an access key card and
a master thumbprint

to delete the internal records

of whatever it is that
we have to download.

There's only one JTTF agent in New York

who has high enough
clearance to have a master thumbprint.

- Who?
- The Agent in Charge.

Hannah Wyland.

Okay, I'll get the thumbprint.

You work on the key
cards. How many are there?

I.T. would have one.

You'd never get it off them.

And the ASAC next in line to her.

Ryan Booth.

You guys aren't talking
much these days, are you?

You mean since we broke up

because he was still in love with you?

No, we aren't.

I know he feels bad about it, but...

Can you use it?

Weaknesses... everyone has them,

but everyone can be
exploited in different ways.

You can use their family.

You can exploit their
honesty, their sexuality.

Whatever you use will hit close to home.

Earlier, you noticed each other's
physical weaknesses.

[Hailee Steinfeld's "You're
Such A" Plays]

Now you're going to team up
and assess their emotional ones.

Can you turn someone, even
if they're one your own?

♪ You keep
calling, you keep calling ♪

The first step is
identifying personality types...

- ♪ Saying that you want it back ♪
- Using the Myers-Briggs test.

- ♪ All my loving, all my loving ♪
- Seems like a definite extrovert to me.

You know, more of a
feeler than a thinker.

Mm. Seems more like a provider to me.

[Chuckles] Natalie would know, huh?

♪ You ripped it
out and you chewed it ♪

♪ And the more you
talk, you prove it ♪

Um, provider it is.

- ♪ Yeah, you prove it ♪
- Know the 16 types.

Are they a guardian, a
healer, or a performer?

- A born performer.
- Oh, wrong.

We've known him longer than you.

He's a clown... trust me.

Like Donald Trump, George
W. Bush, and Madonna,

Caleb Jacob Haas is a dynamo...

similar qualities to a performer,

but a dynamo encapsulates a
need to keep things at a fast pace

rather than let them
turn real or emotional.

Uh, but given that you're
a commander, Nimah...

♪ Damn, you're such a ♪

MIRANDA: Knowing your target is half
the battle in turning a source.

Johnny 5... I don't know.

Does Myers-Briggs work on androids?

- ♪ Those electric cigarettes ♪
- He is serious, a rule-follower.

- ♪ Are you joking? Are you joking? ♪
- A complete introvert.

- ♪ I can't, I can't ♪
- Looks like an inspector to me.

I'm an extrovert, in case
you were wondering, in every way.

♪ Yeah, you ripped it
out and you chewed it ♪

MIRANDA: Step two... once you
have identified the personality,

what is the best approach
to turning your fellow NAT?

We need to figure out his weak points,

which, at this moment,
may be the double Dutch?

Since providers are
sensitive to the needs of others,

the best way to turn
them is to be direct.

Ohh. Directness is so
something a "visionary" would suggest.

Coercion's the way to go.

Providers value their
family and friends.

Threaten that, and he'll turn.

Why am I not surprised a
champion such as yourself

would want to take
advantage of someone's openness?

I think this is all a bunch of B.S.

Put a gun to his head, or
mine, and we'll find out already.

Flattery is the way to go with Caleb.

Make him feel pretty and important.

Let him call you any celebrity
names that he wants.

Or not?

Studies on FBI sourcing techniques

show that money is effective
45% of the time, coercion... 75%,

and a sense of civic duty... 83%.

But if you feel that hollow platitudes
are the best method,

who am I to quibble?

field, you only get one shot,

so choose the best one or you fail.

IRIS: Quid pro quo is rational
enough for an inspector to bite.

I say we send that to the EAD.

SHELBY: I'm not sure that
bribery is the best way

to break a rule-follower.

I would convince him that
he's doing the right thing.

Who said anything about bribing?

I offer him something... he offers back.

What do you have to offer him?

Do you really want me to
answer that question?

- [Chuckles]
- Caleb, you choose.

Which one of us should approach him?

- [Cellphone vibrates]
- ♪ Damn, you're such a ♪

Oh. It's the D-A-D, just
in the nick of time.

♪ Damn, you're such a ♪

And here I thought the Croatia Project

was just a cutesy name
for a future pub crawl.

A tip... it's all
about Mexico City these days.

Croatia... is none of your business.

Guess all those
government tech contacts I made

during my trip for my first startup

won't come in handy, then.

CALEB: Shelby, come here.

BRANDON: I'm a very good listener,

in case you didn't already know.

If you need to try
out a sourcing technique

on someone you're sleeping with,

you're doing something very wrong.

Sorry. You don't have to tell me.

I just...

My ex is suing me
for sole custody of Renata.

I don't know what to do.

Come here.

What are we doing down here?

This is what your dad suggested?

Having her interrogate me again?

No. As soon as you transferred
that $5 million this morning,

they were able to trace it.

The woman you know as Samar Hashmi,

Haifaa Said, hasn't been kidnapped.

She is alive and well and
hiding out in Zagreb.

And with Samar being discovered,
their con needed a new face.

And at $5 million, they
could buy as many as they want.

You've been conned
long enough, Ms. Wyatt.

If anyone asks for
more money, do not pay.

Forget these people ever
existed and let us take it from here.

I'm sorry.

I'm not.

They don't get to take my money.

We're gonna get it back.

MIRANDA: You all did well.

You did very well.

You accurately identified your
peers' personality types

and proposed strong approaches
to turn them.

But there's no substitute
for real-life experience.

The true test of your ability
to cultivate human intelligence

will happen in the field tonight.

You will go to a location

where the FBI has hopes of
cultivating real sources

which means you will approach a source

with the goal of having them
call the number on these cards

and agree to cooperate.

You only get one card because
you only get one chance.

[Whispering] I have to go.

Where is Raina going?

You know that the two of
you can't be seen in public

at the same time... you know that.

But I got the last exercise.

She wanted to sit this one out.

Your assignment will
be The 10th Justice,

a local D.C. hangout popular with...

corrupt congressmen,
politicos, and ambitious aides.

You will have one hour
to recruit an informant.

Do not disappoint.


Hey. I thought you called in sick.

I'm feeling better.

But you should keep a little distance.

Is it weird for you
to be working together?

Oh, me and Hannah?

Me and you?

Me and Alex?

You just wanted me to say that

so I could hear how
crazy it sounds, didn't you?

Well, I know it's crazy,

which is why I put in for a transfer.

Well, I'm sorry to hear
that... because I'm trying.

I like Hannah, and
I'm being nice to Alex.

In fact, I thought
I'd take her to lunch.

That's nice of you.

But you're going to pay for it.

Seems only fair after everything
you've put me through.

I can understand that.

Excuse me.


♪ ♪

[Chuckles] Yeah, have fun.

[Knock on door]

Have a minute?

Can I say no?

Look, I know you blame
me for hurting Ryan,

but [sighs] I had no one
else to turn to when I was framed.

He's the only one
who's ever believed in me.

Right, because he has
integrity, decency, and honor.

Are you still in love with him?

[Chuckles] Okay.

Is that why you came in
here, just to press my buttons?

No, actually, just to press this one.

Tech support left it at
my desk when I was gone,

and I couldn't figure out

how to mobile-access the
Bureau's network database.

Hand it over.

- Okay. Are you serious?
- What?

I told you... You're in Operations.

Your new clearance level doesn't
allow for off-network access.

How stupid do you think I am?

You know what? Forget it. I
don't owe you an explanation.

You just used up your one warning.

I understand.

You forgetting something?


Thank you.


We still have a problem.

How do we get inside the
server room without being seen?

I have an idea,

but you're not gonna like it.

We call in a bomb threat.

MAN: Please exit
the building single file.

[Alarm beeping]

Please exit the building single file.

[Alarm beeping]


Please exit the building single file.

♪ ♪

You look like an escort.

Thank you.

This is on you, right?

Depends on what you order.

Let's see what they
can pull off, shall we?

Not too many strong candidates,

and we all can't pick the same one.

Well, that congressman waxing
poetic over there...

definite visionary.

I gonna make him my informant.

Make it three glasses.

Bingo. See that suit buying everyone
Crown Royal at the bar?

A little more of
that, little bit of this...


I'll have him singing
like Adele in an hour.


Good luck.

So, Miranda never said not to pair up.

I like our chances
with that waiter over there...

seems to know all the senators well.

What say, Johnny Football?

Want to team up and turn him?

If we come at him hot, he'll spook.

Let's wait for him to come to us.

How do you know he'll talk?

A bottle of Macallan?

♪ Ooh ♪

That is so cute.

I don't know where you've been drinking,

but you'll need four of
those to get one bottle of that.

You caught me. Not much of a drinker.


Never been much into cigars, either.

Most pro athletes avoid
anything that impacts performance.

So why do it at all?

I'll try anything again to
see if my tastes have changed.

If you only cling to what
you think you like...

who knows what you're missing out on?

CALEB: Looks like Rain
Man and Princess Jasmine

are double-teaming their target.

I've got my mark...

just saw that cute busboy take a handout

from that corner table over there.

Betcha he's had his
pockets greased a few times.

Mira y aprende.


[Scoffs] You know, if
you drop those in the mail,

they get returned.

There's a mailbox right outside.

We can go together.

I miss him. Okay?

♪ ♪

A couple months after college,

I went to Vegas for the NFL Draft

with my girlfriend, Alicia.

We drove all the way down from Chicago,

figured we'd make a
little road trip out of it.

It was the best four days of my life.

Carried this with me ever since.

Where's Alicia now?

So, what can I get you guys?

Maybe we should play double-up, too.

See those lovebirds
kissing at that table over there?

They cannot keep their
hands off each other.

I could work with that.

We could, uh... We could
play newlyweds in love,

knock down their defenses by pretending
to be just like them.


I think we'll make more
headway if you don't lie.

Any further word from your father?

Ah, he's working with a
legal attaché in Croatia,

trying to track down Samar,

but, you know, his
favors only extend so far.


You said that Iris
might have some contacts.

Maybe I should've handled this myself.

Okay. The couple is on the move.

I think I'm gonna chance it alone.


[Mid-tempo music plays]

That is for my little girl, Tricia.

VASQUEZ: You've got one, too?

You seem so young.

Had her when I was too young.

Lives with my ex now.

Yours, too?

It's that obvious?

Takes one to know one.

At the time, I thought I couldn't be

the father she needed

and an aide to Congressman Schumacher.

Do you regret it?

Every day.

Yeah, my job makes it tough, too.

That's what I wanted
to talk to you about.

- I work...
- Wait a minute.

Is that Drew Perales
over there from the Bears?

Looks like Vasquez's
mark is more interested in me.

- [Sighs]
- I know a fan when I see one.

Good luck.

Hey, what about working as a team?

You're just gonna ditch me?

Does every guy you meet

treat you like you're the
center of the universe?

You're on your own now, Parrish.




For a Fed.

You're Drew Perales, right?

You used to play wideout for Chicago.

Always nice to meet a fan.

Former fan.

That all changed when
you sued the League.

Punks like you are destroying the game.


Please exit the building.

[Alarm beeping]

[Suspenseful music plays]

Exit the building single file.

[Alarm beeping]

♪ ♪

Please exit the...

[Alarm beeping]

[Exhales sharply]

VASQUEZ: So, what is
it that the voice wanted?

These are schedules for

all the presidential
candidates for next week...

their movements, their security details.

We can't give this to them.

They'll be sitting ducks.

We can't put this intel into
the hands of a terrorist.

We can, but only if
we can track them down

before they actually use it.

We could plant a worm into
an attachment so that,

when the recipient opens it,
the worm pings their location.

It's risky.

But it's our only shot.

[Cellphone chimes]

- Go deal with him.
- [Sighs]

I'll get the worm ready to go.

I'll text you when it's time.


You have nothing to say for yourself?

As much fun as it would
be for me to kick your ass,

I don't want to spend the night in jail.

How about I kick your ass instead?

I wouldn't take a swing at him.

He might just sue you.

[Both chuckles]

My friends dared me to
get an Insta with him.

The Bears should've cut you at camp.

Weren't you just
leaving, Concussion King?

Looks like it.


I like a woman who knows football.

Buy you a drink?


What gave me away?

You walked in here with a
group and immediately split up.

Plus, a girl like you doesn't
slum it with the busboy

unless her parents are watching.

I saw that tip that
table of lawmakers gave you.

Doesn't look like anyone
is slumming it up in here.

I'm impressed.

You seem pretty well-connected.

Well, I know how to get
people what they want

from time to time.

Then you should have no trouble

getting me the
information I need on your buddies.

This bartender has zero
interest in engaging with you.

Maybe if you hadn't

immediately offered
me as a suitable mate.

Well, I was only trying to help.

Sex proves effective 68% of the
time in turning informants.

Of course, but this guy is gay.

I don't understand. How can
you be so good at analyzing people

and so bad at interacting with them?

I've studied facial cues and
body language since childhood.

Observing people from
a distance is easy.

It's talking to them
that's the hard part.

Analyze my sister.

Uh, Raina Amin falls
into a variety of categories.

Chief among them... healer.

Individualistic, nonjudgmental,
an idealist,

guided by her own
core values and beliefs.

I have always thought the same of her,

but a healer wouldn't lie.

What do you believe would
cause a person like her

to keep secrets from her family?

Oh, healers' gentle nature and
dislike of negative emotions

causes them to avoid
conflict at all costs.

Perhaps she's afraid
to tell you the truth

because of how you'll react.

M-Maybe I'm a more
suitable mate for him?


I'll ask him a personal
question and see what happens.

Alex is looking particularly
good tonight

in the exercise, with her mark.

Yeah, yeah, it appears so.

You know the kind of
trouble you'd be into

if you ever got close to a trainee?

Even I couldn't save you from that.

Don't be ridiculous.

PAT: Another round?

Oh, God, no. I think
I'm done for the night.

Yeah, good idea.

I think Schumacher needs
me back at the office, anyway.

Hey, look, before you leave,

mind if I ask you a few
questions about your job?

You're not in any trouble or anything.

But your boss and his cronies

who hang out at this bar might be.

I understand if you don't
want to get your hands dirty.

How about if you help us
clean up the political landscape,

you know, in secret?

All tips will be
anonymous. You have my word.

What kind of
arrangement are we talking about?

What are you thinking?

I help you. You help me.

I have a D.U.I. I need taken care of.

FBI can handle that, right?

All right.

Call the number tonight,
and the D.U.I. disappears.

So, I call this
number, you get a gold star.

What do I get?

What do you want?

I might need some help at Customs.


How do I get in touch with you?

Here's my card... with my name.

Trainee Parrish, you have
just failed this exercise.

What? You're an agent?

The test wasn't "Can you turn me?"

It was "Can I turn you?"


I failed, too.


Which is even worse than your
fellow NATs that came up empty.

Whenever you are approaching someone,

they are approaching you, reading you,

searching you for a weakness to exploit.

They can use money, sex,
ego, the dignity of a cause...

whatever it takes, to
turn you on their side,

because the information that
you have in your head

is always more
valuable than what is in theirs.

Never forget... a bad
approach costs us nothing.

A bad agent costs us everything.

♪ ♪

You want to tell me what's going on?

- About what?
- Uh, you and Natalie...

the only two people not outside

for a very convenient bomb threat.

You know, and here I thought this
job meant something to you.


Hey, when did we stop being
honest with each other?

We never started, Ryan.

Our entire
relationship... it was built on dishonesty.

Oh, so you just want to rehash
that all over again?

No. But I also don't
want to waste my time

trying to convince you of something

that the Ryan I knew wouldn't
need convincing of.

Oh. So what instead, hmm?

More conspiracy
theories, more delusions?

Look, let's not talk about the
people that we used to be,

because you're clearly
not that person, either, okay?

It's one thing to have your insane ideas

outside of these walls,

but if you've dragged
another innocent person

into your paranoia in here...

Is that what you really
think I am now, hmm...

insane and paranoid?

I wish that you would understand

what it's like to see you like this.

You need help, Alex.

And [sighs] I... I can't
help you unless you ask me to.

[Cellphone chimes]


Um. I...

Go. Just go.

Worm good to go.

You ready?

Do it.

♪ ♪

[Cellphone bloops]

[Beeping, clicks]

Oh, thank God.

It worked?

Oh, Nat.

[Breathing heavily]

[Cellphone beeps]

The worm is active.

The terrorist is at Ward's Island,

by the treatment plant.

- [Drawer closes]
- Okay, let's go.

I don't see anything yet. Do you?


I don't understand.

This is definitely the
location the caller was at.

Well, let's keep looking.

Whoever they are,

they were definitely one
step ahead of you the whole time.

Well, not anymore.

Good place to hide...
abandoned and far from everything.


I see something.

Let's go check.

♪ ♪

[Laptop beeping]

[Inhales sharply]

What's it doing?

This is the file we sent.

They opened it here.

They're gone.


[The Amity Affliction's
"Chasing Ghosts" plays]



If you came here to apologize

for throwing me under
the bus, don't bother.

You played it well.

Plus, you losing doesn't hurt, either.


Well, um, can I...


I actually did want to apologize

for what I said about your lawsuit.

- ♪ I wasn't gone ♪
- Um, it was a low blow.

Trust me, I've heard worse.

♪ It was only harder to find me ♪

Why are you here?

- ♪ Just play along ♪
- I mean, football to the FBI...

it's... it's not a standard story.

And with everything that you started...

your lawsuit still going
on... I'm... I'm curious.

A couple years ago,
Alicia was killed in a shootout...

Chicago P.D. and two armed gunmen.

I'm... I'm so sorry. I...

Should have never happened.

The cops screwed up, and
three people died in the crossfire.

There was an investigation,

but in the end, Chicago
P.D. stuck together.

They blamed the ATF,

and they blamed the state police,

and they blamed the FBI.

I just wanted somebody to stand
up and tell the truth,

like I had in the NFL.

But they didn't.

And I realized the
corruption in the NFL...

that was just the beginning.

I could do more.

I had to.

♪ No ♪

That's why I'm here.

♪ Don't let me go ♪

♪ It's hard enough on your own ♪

When did this happen,
Drew? Chicago, right?

October 17, 2014, at 6:31 p.m.

♪ You're not alone ♪

- ♪ I've been out chasing ghosts ♪
- I remember exactly.

I always will.

CALEB: You wanted to
handle this yourself.

Now you have to.

What? So you're saying he couldn't
find anyone to help?

It's a dead end?

Clayton's still looking into it,

but the FBI doesn't
exactly have a lot of agents

stationed in Zagreb.

- We are running out of time.
- Oh, there it is.

When it's helpful for you, we're a "we."

But whenever I need something,

it's, "I'm breaking up with you, Caleb."

"You destroy things, Caleb."

Do you need me or not?

I need your help.

That's all. I've been clear about that.

Okay. Well, then, let me be clear...

It's time that I help myself.

♪ ♪




Get dressed.

The assistant director wants to see you.

[Laptop beeping]

Why would the
terrorist leave this behind?

Maybe they're not as
clever as we thought.

They panicked, screwed up.


[Cellphone ringing]

All right, they're calling.

Answer. We need to
know if they're on to us.

[Ringing stops]

It dropped.

[Cellphone rings, stops]

It dropped again.

Find a better spot. I'll look into this.


♪ ♪

[Cellphone ringing]


THE VOICE: You didn't listen.

[Laptop beeping]

- What are you talking about?
- Alex, ru...

Ohh! [Breathing heavily]

Come in.

I hear you're still in the
middle of a custody battle.

Brandon Fletcher told me.

It was right of him to tell
me if you weren't going to.

Sit down.

Ever since you told me
about Renata at the NARB hearing,

I've been thinking about you.

Natalie, I know firsthand what it's like

to be caught between this
job and neglecting your family.

How am I supposed to choose?

You shouldn't have to.

And that's why I'm granting
you a leave of absence.

- [Sighs]
- You can leave in the morning

and return to the
Academy and resume your training

once you've sorted everything out.

[Voice breaking] I don't
know how to thank you.

♪ ♪

Get your daughter back.

Hey, have a minute?

No, no, no. Uh, uh, leave the door open.

Um, I found these in the dorm,

and I wanted to get them back to Ryan.

I know he's probably still undercover,

so I was wondering if you
had his home address in Chicago.

Once we left the post
there, we left the city for good.

Oh. When was that exactly?

Last fall.

Guess I'll just hold
onto them. [Chuckles]

Should we, um, talk about New Year's?

What about it? It was a mistake.

You said so yourself.

I won't bring it up again.


There is no flak jacket,

no defensive-driving maneuver,

no undercover
persona that can protect you

when using human intelligence.

[Death Cab for Cutie's
"Black Sun" plays]

Sources require trust.

And trust requires vulnerability...

on both sides.

Sources rarely offer up information

without wanting something in return.

It's the name and number of the C.E.O.

of the main Internet
provider in Croatia.

I don't know all the
details of your investigation,

and I don't want to,

but I do know that guy might be able

to help you get what you need.

He's waiting to hear from you.

It is a transaction
that you can lose from

as much as you gain.

♪ And there is death upon the vine ♪

It's for Renata...

so nobody gives
either of you any trouble

on the jungle gym or whatever.

♪ And there is
yours, and there is mine ♪

Hey, Natalie.

♪ There is a desert
veiled in pavement ♪

Um, I just...

You should know, no matter where I am...

- ♪ And there's a city of seven hills ♪
- I'll always be better than you.

[Chuckles] I'll catch up one day.

You'll see.

MIRANDA: The closer you
may be to a source,

the better they may be,

but then they have access to your life.

♪ How could something
so fair be so cruel? ♪

♪ When this black sun ♪

The most valuable
thing that I can tell you...

- ♪ Revolves around you ♪
- is to be careful.

Just because someone is close to you...

it doesn't mean that
they aren't dangerous.

♪ ♪

♪ There is an answer in a question ♪

Human intelligence can give
you the information you want.

♪ And there is hope within despair ♪

But once you have
it, the question remains...

who can you trust with it

besides yourself?

♪ ♪

[Crying] Open the door!

Open the door!

[Sobbing] Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Hey, hey. Hey, what's going on?

It's okay. It's okay.

I can't... [Sobbing]

I can't... I can't do it anymore.

I just... I can't do this anymore.

I can't... I can't take it anymore.

I can't do this.

Hey, hey, hey. Calm down. It's okay.

- What do you want to be over?
- [Sniffles] No.

You have to talk to me,
Alex. I can't help you...

You have to help me. Ryan,
you have to help me, okay?

- Okay.
- I... This has to stop.

- I can't fix it.
- Okay. Okay.

- I-I give up. I give up.
- Calm... Calm...

Calm down, okay? Calm down.

It's okay. What do you
need me to do for you?

You... I don't know what to do, Alex.

- You're not telling me anything.
- Okay, I don't...

Do you need me to check
you in somewhere?

Yes! Yes, can you check me in?
Can you please just check me in?

- Okay, yeah, I... Okay.
- Just... Just...

Okay, yes. Uh, okay, let
me make a phone call.

Okay. Okay.

I need you to surrender
your weapon to me.

Just... Just take it. Take it right now.

- Just take it.
- It's okay.

[Cellphone vibrating]

This is Special Agent Ryan Booth.

Put me through to Psych.

I need to schedule a voluntary admit.

- ♪ But it's so hard for me to find ♪
- [Gasping]

What are you doing? Alex.
Alex. What are you doing?

- Hey, Alex.
- [Cellphone ringing]

Hey, wait, Alex!

- Alex, stop. Alex, wait!
- ♪ Be so cruel? ♪

[Breathing heavily]

♪ When this ♪

- Don't hurt them, okay?
- ♪ Black sun ♪

Please don't hurt them.
Please just... just don't hurt them.

THE VOICE: Whether any
more of them dies is up to you.

I have another task for you.

And this time, you will
follow my instructions to the letter.

- Are we clear?
- We're... We're clear.

We're clear. Please.

- ♪ Revolved around you ♪
- [Crying]