05x10 - Love You to Bits and Bytes

[bunniefuu]

Yeah, see?

That's all I needed.

Mommy's waiting for you.

But there's one thing that I gotta go and do, okay, Bethany?

But I'll be home soon, I promise.

Okay.

Hurry.

I will.

I love you.

Let's go.

Hey, she okay?

I think so.

Are you?

I will be as soon as we have our lives back.

So, Afreen, who's in charge around here?

Well, that's kind of the thing.

Without Director Weitz, there's really no protocol for what's happened here.

And the power structure that Madeline put in place has completely collapsed.

The President's about to appoint a new Interim Director.

Someone who has no connection to her.

Who is it?

Arla Grigoryan, former Deputy Attorney General.

She's flying in, we're all supposed to sit tight.

Yeah, but in the meanwhile, Ivy's still out there.

And so are the Dabbur Zann.

And we need to assume that they're still planning an att*ck.

And I could really use your help locating all those ZIP canisters before they detonate them and erase thousands of people's memories.

Afreen, can we please have a minute?

Yeah, of course.

I don't know about you guys, but I am not not just gonna sit around here knowing.

Ivy's still out there with all those ZIP bombs.

There's too many lives at stake.

We've come this far.

I say we finish it.

Sorry, just before anyone else says anything heroic.

May I remind you that we're still wanted criminals.

We escaped custody and orchestrated a mutiny in a federal building.

To take down Madeline.

Yes, but people d*ed.

So, we're not exactly in the clear yet.

I know everyone has this big idea that we're gonna magically get our lives back somehow.

Finding Ivy and the ZIP is our best sh*t at being reinstated.

How does that gonna take?

What if it never happens?

Best case scenario, we get fired.

Worst case?

I've been there before, and I don't exactly plan to go back.

I say we pull the ripcord.

What ripcord?

Boston has passports and cash ready to go.

All we have to do is call...

No...

no!

I'm not leaving Bethany again.

No more running.

We let the law sort this out.

One way or another.

Until then, I'm gonna help the people who helped us.

Yeah, same.

You're welcome to join us.

Yeah, I...

of course, of course I'm going to join you.

I'm just getting all the options on the table, you know, because it's...

it's...

it's not heroic if you're just flying blind.

So I'll just call Boston and tell 'em that we're not coming then?

Okay, we're in.

But, I know that it's not just up to us.

Everyone, this has been a very strange few months.

For all of us.

A lot as changed.

I don't know how things will play out for us.

But I do know when this is over, we will turn ourselves in.

But right now, we still have a t*rror1st that we need to find and an att*ck we need to stop.

We are not here to take over.

We're here to help.

If you'll have us.

Let's get to work.

Patterson, can you un-modulate that voice from that anonymous tip?

I'm not gonna lie, I'm a little bit hurt that you had to ask me that.

Get to work.

Tasha, can you see if you can find any Dabbur Zann chatter?

Yup.

And you're with me.

Let's try and track Ivy after she left the building.

I risked everything for you!

I know, I know.

Saving you from the blacksite!

Sending puzzles to take down Madeline.

I broke into the FBI to break you out.

I should be long gone already, but I stuck around for you.

And now you're not coming?

I can't leave them.

What about me?

We could use your help.

You had my help, and now you're wasting it.

Finding the ZIP and Ivy is the best way to show the new FBI Director that we deserve to be reinstated.

Do you actually believe that?

Look, I get it from the other guys.

But...

but you know better.

You and I, we don't get out of this unscathed.

We have to take care of ourselves.

Yeah, but that's all we've ever done.

If you get thrown into another blacksite, I'm not helping you again.

I know.

So I...

I guess this is goodbye.

Are you good with that?

All right, Patterson, what do you got?

Well, I un-modulated the voice, and you will recognize the vaguely Southern twang.

Probably running in circles trying to locate Madeline Burke.

I'll save you some time.

Shirley.

If he flipped on Madeline, he might be willing...

Shirley's dead.

Never mind.

NYPD found his body this morning.

Looks like Ivy's tying up loose ends.

So, we've got nothing.

No...

Madeline needed someone to frame Weitz.

Someone to create that unsolvable puzzle to track us to the bunker.

She has a hacker.

All right, what do you got?

No, you know what?

Don't tell me because I'm thinking Madeline has a hacker.

Someone who framed Weitz.

Someone who created that puzzle that confounded Patterson...

No, okay, easy, you were there too.

I'm pretty sure you were driving the bus on that.

Oh my God...

Hey, I'm...

Look at the metadata.

The way it was manipulated to frame Weitz is...

very unusual.

Right, sure.

If you say so.

Trust me, this is some of the best coding that I've ever seen.

But it's, it's...

very quirky.

Kooky even.

I mean look at the rootkit.

Who uses a TLS protocol to...

Patterson!

Skipping it.

This code is being held together by a thread.

Just like the hacker who wrote it.

So let me get this straight.

You're gonna use aerosolized ZIP bombs to erase people's memories in major cities across the country?

Soon as I find the ZIP.

I just need you to hack Madeline's.

Darkcloud server and decrypt her files.

That server's impossible to hack without her Darkcloud key.

That's kinda the whole...

Oh, you have it.

That's cool.

Got it from Shirley.

Great, and where is Shirley?

I would love to...

Is he in your van there or...

He was no longer useful.

Ohh...

Oh, I really liked him.

Such a unique accent.

In or out, Kathy?

In.

Super in.

Let's cause some chaos, right?

Ugh!

I knew Kathy would be back.

We put her in jail, we didn't RSVP to her wedding, we k*lled her fiancé...

All right, so we need to shut her down before she helps Ivy launch this att*ck.

If we find Kathy, we find the ZIP.

It's been months.

She could be anywhere.

We don't have time to retrace her steps since Iceland.

No, but we can trace the hack.

Now, there's two ways to get behind the FBI firewall...

In person...

Which would be incredibly risky.

She must've had a hardwired connection.

What?

Like the one that was in my apartment?

Reade had one, too.

You don't think she co-opted one of our old lines?

No, I think Madeline set one up for her.

Look at this.

There's only supposed to be 21 hardwire lines, but the system is showing 22.

Yeah, but this one isn't labeled.

It's designed to look like a duplicate in the system, but it's not.

This is gonna lead us right to her.

So how long for an address?

Got it!

Good, let's move.

Do you really think we'll be reinstated?

I don't know.

Your confidence is inspiring.

Look, when we were on the run, I woke up with the same thought every day...

To see Bethany, hold her in my arms, and tell her I love her.

And you did.

But I can't picture the rest of it right now.

I mean, I told her I'd see her soon.

It's starting to feel like a lie.

Everything is gonna be okay.

Will it?

We didn't do what Madeline framed us for, but we did do a lot of other things.

And...

Grigoryan, she doesn't know us.

And on paper, we don't look so good.

Then let's show her who we really are.

All right, Patterson, we're at the address.

Okay, so good news.

We showed a picture of Kathy to the building manager, and it is definitely her apartment.

Yeah, the bad news is the elevators are down, so you're looking at 17 flights of stairs.

Great.

What?

What?

What?

What?

What?!

What?!

What's going on?

Patterson!

You can stand down.

Why?

'Cause Kathy's here.

She just turned herself in.

Wait, wait, wait...

Wait, wait, wait...

What do you think?

What do I think?

I think she's cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs.

That's what I think.

Look at her just smiling.

She's sick.

This is Madeline's final plea from beyond the grave?

Yeah, that's it.

She's here to trick us or trap us or hack us or distract us or sabotage us in some other way I haven't thought of yet.

I don't know.

They checked her when she came in.

No, no metals, no electronics, no electromagnetics.

She was totally clean.

Yeah, did they check inside her brain?

'Cause that's all she needs to burn us all to the ground.

I don't trust her.

Well, we don't have to trust her.

But she's our only lead, so we need to talk to her.

Okay, fine, but we gotta go in hot.

Let's not get sucked into her little mind games.

Rich!

Patterson!

Zip it, Gustafson.

We know you're on Madeline's payroll.

We know you framed Weitz.

We know you helped find us in Prague, and we know you're working for Ivy Sands.

We wanna know where she is right now.

No chit-chat, no veiled threats, no playing dress-up in your apartment.

You look great in that suit.

Thank you, I know.

Now where is the ZIP?

Well, I don't know where the ZIP is or where Ivy is right now, but I did meet her earlier today.

Okay.

Where?

At the docks.

She asked me to hack Madeline's Darkcloud server.

Also, I'm pretty sure she k*lled Shirley.

Yeah, she probably did.

So you can understand why I don't really wanna work with her.

I'm sorry, what do you want?

I want to hack the server for you.

I want to be with you guys.

What?

I want to be FBI.

You wanna work for the FBI?

That's right.

And not just a one-off either.

I want the good deal.

The one where you ignore all the bad stuff I did and put me on the team full-time.

I want the Rich Dotcom deal.

Oh, I don't think so.

That deal is very specific to me, okay?

Comes with a lot of nuance.

Quite frankly, I don't know if there's a lot of overlap with your situation.

Well, there must be something we can work out.

Ivy thinks she hired me to hack Madeline's Darkcloud, which means she doesn't know where the ZIP bombs are, which means I can get you into the server first, find the ZIP, and stop the att*ck.

Yeah, but you need a Darkcloud key.

You won't be able to hack the server without it.

You can't even find it.

You can't.

But I can.

Because I built it and I put a backdoor in its code.

You know what, I don't know what your angle is here...

You don't?

Because I think I've been pretty clear about my angle.

Okay, well, why should we trust you?

Seriously, I enjoy a little disruption, and sometimes I can get a bit carried away.

But I'm not an evil person.

Ivy is and so is her plan.

I don't want people to lose their memories.

They're all we have.

I mean, I get a little sad when I have to wipe a hard drive.

We just...

We're gonna...

We need to think this through a little bit, so...

Okay.

Just don't think too long because pretty soon Ivy's gonna realize that I'm not working for her.

And who knows what she'll do then?

You know, if you ask me, she seems a little unstable.

What?

Absolutely not.

No, we can't have Kathy anywhere near this case.

Can't you and Rich do the hack?

Not without the Darkcloud key.

Kathy is our only sh*t, and she knows it.

For the record, I completely agree with you.

I do not think she should be trusted.

Well, what if she's turning over a new leaf?

Ha!

Took me three tries to turn over a new leaf.

First I tricked you into stealing the Gardner paintings for me.

Then I tricked you into protecting me from an assassin.

And third, I tricked you into...

No, never mind, scratch that, I'm saving that trick for a rainy day.

Which proves I am not to be trusted and neither, ergo, should Kathy.

You are all being hypocrites.

We are asking Grigoryan for a second chance, and we can't even give Kathy one?

We haven't got the power to give her a deal, even if we wanted to.

Okay, so we tell her that.

What?

No.

No, no, no, no, no.

Look, I don't want her to help us either, but if she's going to, we do not tell her that we don't have a deal for her.

That's like rule number one of getting crazy people to help you.

Patterson's right.

We can't lie.

So we don't lie.

We merely craft an artful way to imply a false truth.

And then her criminal brain fills in the rest.

I really think we should be honest.

And I think you should let me handle this.

All right, Kathy.

You're all set.

Really?

I have a deal.

Like I said, you are all set.

Mm-hmm, maybe you're avoiding saying I have a deal is making me feel like maybe I don't have a deal.

I want to see it in writing.

Trust is a two-way street and these things take time.

I'll wait.

No, I mean the window to do this hack is rapidly closing.

You know what, I'm gonna go.

This is starting to feel a little sketchy.

How does this door work?

Is there a handle or a sensor?

Door!

Door!

It doesn't work.

Kathy, you're still under arrest.

On whose authority?

You turned yourself in to the FBI.

Yeah, in exchange for a deal which clearly isn't happening, so...

So you thought you could just walk on out of here?

Obviously not, but...

I'm just gonna sit here and say nothing.

No, you're not.

Watch me.

Kathy, we're dealing with aerosolized ZIP bombs.

You said memories are all we have.

What if a ZIP b*mb goes off in Manhattan?

I don't want to forget about all the fun we had.

All the good that the Three Blind Mice did, we can do more of that right now together.

You're just trying to trick me into talking again.

No, I'm not.

We can't give you a deal because we don't even have a deal.

Stopping Ivy is our best chance at getting one.

And if we can get a deal, I will do everything I can to make sure that you get one, too.

We just have to trust each other, like old times.

Fine.

But I can't do it with this ding-a-ling laptop.

I'm gonna need a much more powerful computer.

I've always wanted to see your lab.

Ha.

There's no way.

Rich...

Kathy is a part of the team now.

And the team works in the lab.

This place is amazing!

It's everything I imagined.

Oh, my God, I love this tabletop and the triptych and the weird blue lighting.

What's the eyewash station for?

Why so many microscopes?

What's...

what's that red horn?

It's nothing.

It's just...

Let's just focus.

You know, I'm trying, but your system's moving so slow.

The way you always talked about it, I figured it had a little more juice.

What?

It has plenty of juice.

You give me just a second.

I gotta fix the settings.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Did you wall her in?

No.

No!

Okay, yes.

Look, how do we know this isn't an elaborate ruse to just get into our system and use it against us somehow?

What if Grigoryan comes in here right now and sees that we've handed over your system to a most-wanted felon?

We are most-wanted felons.

She's up to something!

Yes, she is trying to get the thing that will get us reinstated.

Fine.

Okay, she has free reign now.

Whoa!

Ha-ha!

That's more like it.

It's like I'm on a roller coaster and I just went over the top part.

Yeah, see?

Plenty of juice.

With this kind of power, I'll be able to unlock that backdoor in no time.

Picture, if you will, a unique combination of our three preferred coding styles all intertwined to create a digital house with a cute little digital door.

I'm walking up the digital driveway.

I'm digging in my digital purse for my digital keys.

Now I'm on the digital welcome mat.

You know, I think I'm gonna check the digital mailbox...

Kathy!

Oh, sorry.

Sorry, sorry.

I am at the digital door and...

Why does it look like someone smashed it open with a digital crowbar?

What?

That's impossible.

No, it's not.

Ivy found another hacker.

She got there first.

She's way ahead of us.

Who broke down my cute little digital door?!

How much longer for the files?

Uh, hard to say.

Um...

Little sidebar...

how do I know that you won't k*ll me once I get them?

Let's put it this way.

I'll definitely k*ll you if you don't.

Like I said, comin' right up.

Saboteur.

Me?

I didn't do anything.

Yes, you did.

You hacked into our system for Ivy, and this whole thing was a ploy to waste our time.

J'accuse!

J'accuse you!

If you didn't wall me in, I could've gotten there first.

I didn't wall you in.

Yes, you did.

Judas, what side are you on?

We are all on the same side, I think.

Kathy, I want to believe you, but your coding was very good.

There are very few hackers who could've beaten it.

Trust me, I am as shocked as you are.

Oh, quite the performance, Miss Streep.

Oh, no.

Look at the code.

Recognize the signatures?

Boston?

Boston Arlo Crinch?

That is not his name and you know it.

Is he even a hacker?

I know he dabbles.

He's one of the best in the world.

Ivy probably kidnapped him to do the hack after you couldn't do it.

Right, like a backup.

Like an upgrade!

We need to find him.

And fast.

If he unlocks Madeline's files, he's a dead man.

Also, if he doesn't.

Okay.

Okay, okay.

We can follow Boston's footprints and hitchhike onto his IP address when we catch up.

Excuse me.

This is taking too long.

It is taking the appropriate amount of time.

I could do without the facade of the g*n, though.

Honestly, I've been through this whole kidnapped-to-hack-at-gunpoint thing before.

The g*n has always felt a bit gauche.

I mean, you're not gonna k*ll me before you get what you want.

What's that?

It's just telling us we're not authorized to be here, which, thanks, we know, stupid machine.

Someone else is in the server.

Uh, no, I think it's just a redundant alert.

Lock them out.

Look, I don't know what to tell you.

If somebody else is in the Darkcloud, it's because they hacked their way in just like I did.

There's nothing I can do about it.

Hey, what?

What?!

I've done this before, too.

And in my experience, people always find a way to do things they say they can't.

Lock them out.

Look, I'm telling you there's nothing I can do.

I'm a bit of a human lie detector.

And I think you can.

Maybe some other better hacker could, but I'm more of like a forger or a counterfeiter.

Hacking's like third on my résumé.

So why do you even need me anyway?

Don't you have like a whole terror network of darkweb-slingers to do your evil bidding?

Yes, and I chose you.

That's actually...

That's kind of flattering, honestly, but look, you're gonna cut off my index finger?

I mean, really?

That's my main one.

That's not gonna get you into these files any faster.

Fair point.

I'll let you choose which finger you don't need.

Well, Ivy, obviously I need all of my...

Uh, we're locked out.

It's okay.

I got his IP address.

Do you know where he is?

No, it's being cloaked by a VPN bouncing all over the globe.

But if I tunnel through the cipher-text, I can turn on his webcam.

Yes, yes, and then we can use the unique details of the room he's being held in to narrow down his location.

What?

What unique details?

It's like that movie "Sneakers," but we do it with our eyes.

Yeah, but what if it's just a nondescript room?

We can't assume there's gonna be one-of-a-kind bricks or antique artisanal curtains in there.

Well, I just assume you do this kinda thing all the time.

Look, turning on the webcam alone carries a huge risk.

We have to cover our tracks.

Even from Boston.

One change in his demeanor could be completely fatal!

Rich...

it's gonna be okay.

Yeah, yeah.

Ivy won't k*ll Boston until he's done hacking.

So we still have a lot of time to save him.

And even if we mess up, I know what it feels like to lose the love of my life through the actions of dear friends.

We'll get through this together.

Got it.

What's that red smear?

Is that...

blood?

She cut off his finger.

She's cutting off fingers.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

That's great news.

He'll type slower now.

So now we have more time to save the rest of him.

Okay, look.

Look, look, look.

The webcam is streaming huge amounts of data.

Okay?

And so it must be working overtime to autocorrect the image because of the...

Blood, all the blood.

Another lucky break.

What is wrong with you?

Rich, hey, focus.

Let's ride that extra data like a wave.

We can exploit its scalability to isolate Boston's IP to a single location by...

squeezing the VPN's bounce radius.

She knows.

I love being FBI.

Oh, you aren't, not even a little bit.

But okay, that's good.

That should work.

There's no leak protection in the key exchange.

The encryption is m*llitary-grade.

But they're using a hashing algorithm for one-way data.

It looks like it's built on unstable symmetry cryptography.

Oh, my God!

Do you guys feel the symmetry between us right now?

It's like we're triplets.

Got it.

He's in Bed-Stuy.

Bedford-Stuyvesant.

Thank you, Kathy.

Where in Bed-Stuy?

Could you be a bit more specific?

That's as far as it goes.

It's ricocheting all over the neighborhood.

But we're not out of moves yet.

Okay, so this is crazy, but maybe we can triangulate his location by using the mic in the webcam.

Oh, my God.

He's gonna die.

No.

No, no, no.

Jane and Weller and Zapata can drive to Bed-Stuy and blast the sirens.

And we can track the speed and distance of the sound waves.

I hate to be the basic geometry guy here, but if you want to triangulate something, you need three points.

We do have three points...

Boston's webcam, the team's SUV, and our SUV.

Let's go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, we can't just leave Kathy here.

We're not.

She's coming with us.

What?

I am?

No, I don't think so.

Amazing!

I don't think so.

Wait, why not?

You were out in the field with us the first time we met.

It was the second time and I was integral to that mission.

No, just pick anybody else.

We are locked out of the server, remember?

And we need Kathy to tap into Boston's physical network to get back in.

Please don't make me the voice of reason.

I don't like it.

We save Boston and we find the ZIP.

Two birds, one stone.

Three mice.

Kathy!

Rich, we are running out of time.

This is our only option.

Fine.

Let's move.

I can't believe that Kathy is in the field with us right now!

I can.

It was only a matter of time.

Patterson, how's it going?

It's going!

We almost got the signal locked.

It'd be easier if I had both hands.

Oh, yeah, I'd bet you'd like that.

I'd get one knock on the head and she's right out the door.

Right here.

No, no, no, left.

Right or left?!

Left!

Left!

Got him.

Got him.

We're five minutes out.

We're 300 seconds out.

Seconds?

Agh!

How much longer?

Indeterminate.

This encryption key is being really finicky.

Ring finger.

Uh, look at that.

I'm in!

I'm in.

Okay, which file did you want?

I'll take it from here.

Thomas will take care of you now.

Uh...

Thomas doesn't have to worry about it.

I'm just gonna...

I'll catch an Uber or something.

Okay.

Ah, thank you, Thomas.

Oh, my God!

No, no, no!

Rich, stop.

Is that a pressure plate b*mb?

All right, everyone be very careful, all right?

If the weight changes on that plate, the b*mb goes off.

Boston, try to step off that plate, it will go off.

Neither of those things is gonna happen.

Okay, we're looking up defusal methods now.

Is it me or does this feel like a job for the b*mb squad?

Jane is calling them outside.

We just need you to tap into the Darkcloud.

If we free his hands, he can take the duct tape off his mouth.

Bolt cutters in the bag.

Thank you.

Boston?

Mm-hmm?

I'm gonna cut this.

Mm-hmm.

Make sure don't let go of that ZIP tie, okay?

Nice.

Ow!

I knew this would happen.

You knew this would happen?

I knew something bad would happen.

This is why we pull the ripcord.

Why did Ivy not k*ll you?

Because she knows you won't leave me here to die.

And she's buying herself time to get to the ZIP.

Did you open the files?

No, no, I'm horrible at computers.

That's why she kidnapped me.

Of course I got them open.

Did you see them?

Do you know who the ZIP is?

No, but I memorized Madeline's encryption key.

I embedded it in the metadata of my Darkcloud hack.

Patterson?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, already on it.

Embedding the key in the hack was actually a really smart idea.

What do you mean, "actually" I'm sorry, who is this?

Special Agent Kathy Gustafson.

And who might you be?

Patterson, how long for the address?

Got it.

All right.

Do you wanna send that to us?

We'll go after Ivy.

All right, you three stay and...

make sure that Boston doesn't explode.

So this is Kathy.

I always pictured someone more...

No, I guess I just pictured this.

She looks just like a third wheel.

Beats being a fourth wheel.

Four wheels is the standard amount of wheels.

Not for tricycles.

Why is she here?

I designed the Darkcloud server.

Oh, so that's why it was like hacking through a wet paper towel.

Okay, hey, hi.

Can we all just focus here?

I'm actually trying not to focus on the fact that I'm standing on a b*mb perfectly calibrated to my weight and set to explode if I step off.

What is with the handcuffs?

It's a long story.

Oh, Rich still doesn't trust me even though Patterson promised me a deal in exchange for my help.

There's no deal.

Well, the FBI is really handing out deals to everyone, aren't they?

Hmph.

Took me years to get a measly consulting gig.

And even then, I barely made the cut.

Certainly not the sweetheart deal that Rich got.

What's her position gonna be, new director?

Guys?

Maybe I should've taken down the whole power grid instead of stealing the Gardner paintings.

Guys?

Wait, he got a deal for stolen paintings?

I'm helping stop a terror att*ck, and mine's still in the "maybe" pile?

You guys, stop!

I know how to disarm the pressure plate.

There's a little hatch on the side panel.

Wait, no, no, stop!

It's a decoy!

You sure?

Yes, yes, I just found the specs on the darkweb.

The real anti-tamper trigger is here.

It's under his feet.

We can't get to that.

He's standing on it.

No, but he can.

Yeah, just a little light DIY b*mb defusal.

That should go fine with...

with no tools and nine fingers!

Okay, to access the panel, just press down on the plate under your feet.

Press down.

As in add more weight?

I know it's counterintuitive, but that's the point.

Just trust me.

We're all with you.

If you die, we die.

How about nobody dies?

How about that?

You're looking for a green wire.

There's no green wire.

It's by your left hand.

There's no green wire.

Is this even the right b*mb?

It is the right b*mb.

It's fine, just relax.

It is definitely the green wire.

There's no green wire!

Okay, no, I found it.

It was by my right hand, FYI!

Yeah, my left, your right.

Could someone else call out instructions, please?

Boston, just relax.

Do no dictate my emotions to me, Rich!

What did you do?

Nothing.

Did you pull the wire?

No.

No, no, he didn't.

The countdown's on standby when the lid comes off.

It kicked in because we took too long.

Okay, don't panic.

We still have five minutes left.

Go.

Go on.

Go on, get.

Get out.

Get outta here.

I don't want you here.

I hate you, all of you!

Especially you, Rich.

I don't love you and I never did!

I know what you're doing.

You don't know anything.

You're just a stupid animal!

You're trying to save us by pushing us away.

It's from "Harry and the Hendersons." No, it's not.

It's from "White Fang," Rich.

You know it's from "White Fang." Uh, "Harry and the Hendersons," 1987.

"White Fang," 1991.

The book "White Fang," the book!

They made a book outta "White Fang"?

I'm gonna miss these arguments.

No, no, no, no, no.

You're not gonna miss anything because we are not leaving.

We're gonna stay here, we're gonna figure this out, and you're just gonna keep it together, okay?

I always thought we'd all end up together.

All of us.

Like some really good looking modern family.

I didn't mean all that stuff I said.

Rich, I love you.

And, Patterson, I love you, too.

And Kathy...

is also here.

I am.

Okay.

All right, here we go.

How we doing over there?

Not seeing anything yet.

Me neither.

Okay, got it.

There should be a red wire.

There is?

Where?

Beside the green one.

Uh, not seeing it.

I'm not seeing it!

Boston, take it easy, okay?

You're panicking.

Just take a breath.

I'm telling you there's no red wire in here.

Okay, just, you know, stop, stop!

This isn't gonna work.

We need to switch places.

What?

Yeah, I can disarm it, but it's complicated, and he is clearly not in the right headspace.

It's just easier if I get on the b*mb and do it myself.

Get these cuffs off me.

Uh...

Rich, take the cuffs off her.

Okay.

Okay, how much do you weigh?

Screw you.

How much do you weigh?

Just tell me how much you weigh so I can match us.

We can the plates from the bulletproof vests to balance it out.

What are you thinking about?

I'm sorry.

Uh, I'm 165.

No, you're not!

Why would you lie about that right now?

I don't know.

It's a reflex.

I do it all the time.

I'm 171.

No, you're not!

All right, fine.

I'm 175.

179.

I'm sorry, I'm 180.

One.

I'm 181.

Oh, it actually feels nice to say that out loud.

Okay, less than three minutes left.

I'm getting the metrics for Boston's clothes and shoes, the vest, the plates, some wire cutters.

Kathy, I have your weight from your prison file.

Is that still correct?

Five pounds less.

Okay, so we're gonna need two vests, 12 plates, some wire cutters and if you take off your shoes you should be good to go.

Okay, I got this.

There's a small margin of error.

Less than a few grams, but we're good, because Patterson did the math and she's a genius, and I'm a genius, and Rich, is, um...

You good?

Let's do this.

Kathy...

thank you.

You would do the same for me.

You're all set.

I'm 185, I'm sorry.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

Are you serious?!

I'm sorry!

Okay, need four more pounds!

Swap this one with those two.

Less than two minutes!

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Here we go, okay, you're good, you're good.

185, right?

You don't have to say it like that.

All right, I can't believe that worked.

Me neither.

Yeah, what are you doing?

Come on, we're running out of time.

I lied.

There's no way to stop it once the countdown starts.

You guys should go now.

What the hell are you talking about?

Look, I created this mess.

The att*ck on the power grid.

Framing you guys and your friends.

Helping Madeline find you.

I...

I just...

I just need to make it right.

Kathy.

I know I hide it well, but...

I'm actually a really lonely person.

And I look for connection on the internet.

But the internet is a...

It's a dark place, and usually it brings out the worst in me.

Till I met you guys.

All I ever wanted was to be your friend.

To be on this team.

Today, I was.

I'll never b*at this.

And I wanna go out on top saving the life of my best friends'...

friend.

Thank you.

I don't know what to say, Kathy.

Just don't say anything.

Just go.

We will never forget this.

Not unless Ivy managed to ZIP everyone, am I right?

So go on.

Go find her.

Go on, get!

I never liked you guys anyway.

What...

happened?

Did we get the timing wrong?

No.

Oh, damn it!

She played us.

I knew it!

Don't.

What?

I didn't say anything.

Don't...

Good.

Keep not saying anything.

Oh, what do you think?

I'm glad that she got away?

You think I like being right that she was playing us the whole time?

Like I secretly wanted this thing to happen?

Yeah, I do.

I do think that you think that.

Well, that's ridiculous.

Is it?

Is it ridiculous?

Hello!

I am so sorry I had to fool you guys like that, but I really don't like jail.

What happened to being on the team?

I thought you wanted a deal?

If Boston couldn't get a deal with the old corrupt FBI, there's no way this fresh new director's gonna give me one.

You should really think about joining me.

Uh, you know what?

We're gonna be fine.

I love you guys, but honestly...

you're a little delusional.

Pfft!

Actually, if you could just drop me off out there.

Thank you.

Agent Iqbal.

I'm Arla Grigoryan, Interim Director.

What do you have for me?

We found the ZIP bombs.

Are teams are en route now.

Weller, Jane, and Zapata, are the closest to target.

Who made that call?

I did.

They're the best chance we have at stopping this.

Get them on the phone.

Tell them to stand down.

Afreen, we're almost there.

How far is the backup?

Too far.

And Grigoryan's here.

She's asking you to stand down.

Hold on.

That's it.

It's over.

It doesn't have to be.

If we turn around now, we might be shown leniency.

If we disobey a direct order, then we're done for sure.

If Ivy pulls this off, we're all done, and backup's not gonna get there in time.

It's up to us.

What else is new?

Look, we're gonna get you back to Bethany no matter what.

Afreen.

I'm here.

Tell Grigoryan that you couldn't reach us.

Let's do this.

The FBI is here.

How many?

Looks like just one vehicle.

You know what to do.

Come on, man, let's go.

Let's go, move, move!

Yeah, out back!

This building is massive.

Ivy could be anywhere in there.

Sounds like we're splitting up.

Yeah, we are.

Be careful.

Any of those ZIP bombs go off, we lose our memories immediately.

Unh!

Jane!

Kurt...

Kurt, no!

Don't come in!

Get out of there!

Emergency airlock activated.

Agh!

Jane!

- Jane!

Get out!

- I love.

Please.

I love you.

I'm sorry.

Stay with me, Jane.

Stay with me!