03x08 - Deep Cover

[bunniefuu]

Boom.

I'm very fascinated by the fact
you haven't shown much interest

in [SOUTHERN ACCENT] Mr. Mike McQuigg.

Are you investigating me?

No. Studying.

No one here pities you.

I'm your friend. Count on that.

CELINE: Owen. He's into you.

HARRY: This might be the first
time you've had a friend die...

She didn't die, she was k*lled.

Don't any of you ever stop
to wonder who you are anymore?

Resignation accepted.

I saw the pregnancy test in your bag.

You must have opened
up someone else's bag.

It's probably nothing, false alarm.

But if you were sure, you
wouldn't have bought the test.

And now you're scared to take it.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[ALARM CHIMING]

ALEX: I thought I had
it all figured out.

Or at least, I was figuring it out.

And then, wham.

Life throws you a curveball.

[CHUCKLES]

Now I'm questioning everything.

Things that I thought
were my strengths...

maybe they're my weaknesses.

The things that I thought
were most important,

maybe they're just not.

Even my job at the FBI, I...

A job I loved so much,
it just makes me...

Makes me feel empty.

It's worse than empty.

It's like it's chipping away at my soul.

And I just don't think my
soul is worth $ K a year.

[LIGHT LAUGHTER]

I know something has to change.

I just don't know what it is

or how to change it.

Thank you for sharing, Alex.

MAN: Thanks for sharing.

[APPLAUSE]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Hey.

Took me two months to work up the nerve

to share like that in here.

I hope it's as discreet as they say.

That's why the group was created.

A -step program for the IC

with high-level security clearance?

It's AA for spies.

Discretion is essential.

As long as I don't
reveal any nuclear codes?

Do you have them?

Give me a pen, and I'll write them down.

[BOTH LAUGH]

It gets easier.

I know.

I'll get used to it.

I can relate, you know.

Suddenly feeling like
your life isn't your own

and like you're powerless to change it.

Have you given any thought
yet to asking for a sponsor?

[CHUCKLES] No, I think I'm good.

Thanks, though. I just...

No, please, I'm not
saying it needs to be me.

But this process...

you can't do it alone.

Do you have anyone you can
call when things get bad?

[CLEARS THROAT]

Yeah.

Then, let me help you, Alex.

Hey.

- [CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]
- Call me, day or night.

I mean it.

You may regret it, but I'm
gonna take you up on that offer.

- Thanks, David.
- All right, Alex.

You hear that?

I'm in.

Nice work, Alex.

Three long weeks of bad
coffee and sugar cookies.

And now David Quintana
is your new best friend.

Oh, I prefer my old one.

Who are you calling old?

Three weeks ago, we tasked an
elite unit with infiltrating

First Pledge International,
a key contractor to the U.S.

in Afghanistan during
Operation Enduring Freedom,

who we now believe to
be colluding with some of

America's greatest enemies.

I am now going to turn the
floor over to Owen Hall,

who heads up the unit
who will cut the head off

this snake once and for all.

Good afternoon.

Senator, we do not accept
that U.S. law can be enforced

on foreign soil.

My men are not regular m*llitary
and are therefore immune to...

[REMOTE CLICKS]

After a series of
scandals, Garrett King,

the founder of First
Pledge International,

has found himself and his
company persona non Grata

to the Pentagon.

That hasn't stopped him, though.

He's continued to recruit
soldiers and various agents

from the intelligence
community into his small army

and has now become a clear
and present danger to the U.S.

Now, King is careful,
slippery, and has, heretofore,

managed to shield himself
from any and all prosecution.

This is David Quintana,
a little-known researcher

for the Senate Intelligence Committee,

who we believe to be one
of King's top recruiters

and a trusted lieutenant.

Now, one of my agents has managed to get

close to Quintana and is in
the process of being recruited

into First Pledge.

GENERAL SHARPE: In the process?

Mr. Hall, DIA is saying that
two North Korean generals

slipped into Newark last night,

here to do business with King.

What's the plan for that?

Infiltration doesn't
happen overnight, General.

We've presented Quintana with
a candidate to cultivate...

Walk me through your methodology.

♪ ♪

Once he knows she's
willing to shake loose...

he vets her in every way he can.

He'll know where she goes,
what she does, who she talks to.

Ugly's on your six...

and there's a camera in
the car across the street.

♪ ♪

Try to convince her

it's in her best interest
to join First Pledge.

But that won't be enough.

He'll need leverage, just to make sure.

♪ ♪

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

You're clear for the next .

♪ ♪

WOMAN: All right, spinners,
get on those bikes!

We're about to burn in hell.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[SIGHS]

Decaf Americano with a dollop of foam.

Just how you like it.

Okay.

Give me your comms. I have batteries.

- Owen wants to talk to you.
- Mm-hmm.

Just let me have a sip of this
coffee and breathe for a second.

How are you doing?

Fine.

You sure?

What are we talking about, exactly?

Since you found out you were pregnant,

you haven't wanted to
talk about it at all.

I'm your friend. I'm worried about you.

Yeah, don't be.

My spin class ends in minutes.

Let's call Owen.

- How we doing, Alex?
- Steady progress.

David and I are meeting for
coffee tonight after AA.

He hasn't brought up First Pledge yet,

but he's building to it.

The task force is getting impatient.

They need to relax.

I takes time to gain an asset's trust.

I'm aware of that.

But if two North Korean
generals are here

to talk to King, we can guess
their mission is significant.

Getting into First
Pledge is hard enough,

but getting Quintana
to trust me on a big op,

that's entirely different.

And that's why we need to
give them leverage over you,

something that'll make
you do their bidding.

What do you have in mind?

I've already put a plan in motion.

Sing Sing.

The prison?

There's a guard there named Wilcox

who we think is working for King.

What does he do for First Pledge?

Mainly recruits ex-m*llitary
convicts on their way out.

I'm confused. What does
this have to do with our op?

We're gonna k*ll two
birds with one stone.

We're gonna prove that guard is dirty,

and we're gonna give King and Quintana

some leverage over you.

♪ ♪

[BUZZER]

[CELL DOOR CLOSES]

[INDISTINCT TALKING]

MAN: minutes to count time.

minutes to count time on block C.

♪ ♪

There she is.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

How's it going with Quintana?

Well, he took the first step.

Next should be the big ask.

Good.

Which one's Wilcox?

Tall guy, my two o'clock.

Ready to give him a show?

Mm-hmm.

- [BATON SLAMS]
- RYAN: Hey!

No touching!

Come on, man, give me a break.

feet apart at all times.

All times.

[BUZZER]

You gonna be okay?

If Ryan gets there in time.

Go on, now.

You've done your part.

Unfortunately, yours has just begun.

Be strong.

Any other way to be?

MAN: Your attention...
Visiting hours will be over

in minutes.

All inmates remain at your assigned table

until all visitors have
exited the building.

♪ ♪

All right. Back to your cell, loverboy.

[GRUNTS]

Let's go.

You really sold that kiss.

That is the job.

And not a bad one.

[CHUCKLES]

Close !

- [BUZZER]
- MAN: Closing !

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[KEYBOARD KEYS TAPPING]

♪ ♪

_

I've seen this.

You found something new?

_

- ...not soldiers.
- Uh, hold on, Senator.

- Let me finish...
- Your mercenaries behaved like

savages, murdering
civilians, burning down homes,

all while wearing our
flag on their arms.

If you'll let me finish...

My time is limited here, Mr. King,

and you've wasted enough of it!

It's Colonel King!

And I won't be lectured by some woman

who never wore the uniform!

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

_

_

Ah. He can't tolerate
being challenged by a woman.

Yeah. He wouldn't like you.

_

[CHUCKLES]

♪ ♪

[SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE]

I had everything.

I just couldn't see it.

Not until it was gone.

Then, um...

one day, a friend, he found me
at the bottom of that bottle.

And, uh, he helped me get clean,

he brought me into the
program, gave me a job.

And now it's...

[SIGHS] five years later.

Here I am.

[APPLAUSE]

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- So proud of you. So proud.
- Thank you.

- Keep it up, okay?
- Thanks, bud.

I appreciate it.

- Hey, David.
- Hey.

[SIGHS]

I'm glad this program's working for you,

and... thank you for being
my sponsor, but I just...

You don't think the
program's working for you.

It feels like a Band-Aid
on a b*llet wound,

and you're helpless to change it.

[CHUCKLES]

Hearing you talk about your
job and your boss just...

it made me realize what I don't have.

The FBI hasn't exactly been a friend

I can count on, you know?

Mm. If you're thinking
about quitting, don't.

At least, not yet.

Why not?

'Cause there may be a way to get more

out of your job, make
it more meaningful.

Do you trust me, Alex?

You're my sponsor.

I think that's the deal.

Okay. Just stick around.

There's someone I want you to meet.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Garrett King.

Have we met before?

No, but your reputation precedes you.

As does yours.

Hop in.

♪ ♪

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

♪ ♪

GARRETT: The FBI has
forced you into the bottom

of a vodka bottle, and I
think you're looking for

a way out of that bottle.

Well, that's what AA is for.

There are good people in those meetings,

but none of them have been hunted by

a bankrupt government who long ago

lost its moral authority.

What makes you think
you understand my pain?

Because every time you
break a case at the FBI...

Finding the man responsible for

the Grand Central bombing,
rooting out Roarke's

corrupt government... You just forestall

the inevitable truth.

Which is?

The knowledge that America
is a dying anachronism.

You're tossing snowballs
into a forest fire.

And what are you doing?

The only sane thing a person does.

I'm letting it burn.

♪ ♪

[BRAKES SQUEAL]

I'm hoping we can be friends.

Have a good night, Alex.

That's it?

I didn't agree to anything.

I haven't offered you anything.

♪ ♪

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Hey.
- Hey.

So, what did you think about Garrett?

What is there to think about?

He didn't offer me anything.

Right.

You make the offers,
and King stays clean.

My job is to find the
people who'd be good

at what we do.

I've done the research.

You'd be fantastic.

So, is this my red
pill, blue pill moment?

King found me when I needed help.

First Pledge saved my life.

But there are sacrifices.

Just get to it, David.

What are you asking me to do?

There's a North Korean
defector, Jun Ho Park,

who's being debriefed in New York

by a federal task force.

I want you to use your FBI credentials

to steal the defector's
protection details.

That's treason.

Or it's photocopying a document.

It's all in how you look at it.

I appreciate the offer, David,

but it's not the change I'm looking for.

Half a million dollars.

Buy a lot of change.

[SIGHS]

Just the protection details.

I'll be in touch.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

MAN: What can I get for you?

♪ ♪

[CHILDREN SHOUTING]

♪ ♪

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

♪ ♪

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

♪ ♪

How's it going?

Look.

What is he looking at?

The little boy on the swings.

His son?

Quintana's file says he's
estranged from his ex-wife,

has no contact with either
of them, hasn't for years.

At AA, Quintana said that,
before King saved him,

he lost everything to his disease.

Everything and everyone, apparently.

The question is, why hasn't
he tried to win them back?

♪ ♪

Are you ready for one of those?

[SIGHS]

Is anybody?

♪ ♪

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

♪ ♪

You can't just waltz in here every time

- you want to break the law.
- I get it. I get it.

And... And... And in principle, I agree.

- But?
- Either we can figure out

some cool, elaborate way
for Alex to break in here

and steal the protocols,

or you can just go get them for us.

We both know that Alex Parrish
breaking in to First Pledge

represents our best chance to
catch Garrett King red-handed.

Fine.

But you were never here.

I owe you one, Carmella.

[SCOFFS] You owe me more than that.

_

We're just friends. That's all.

_

How would you know that?

_

It's long over.

_

Guilty of what?

_

♪ ♪

Excuse me?

_

Yeah.

♪ ♪

[INDISTINCT TALKING]

[BUZZER]

[INDISTINCT TALKING]

♪ ♪

MAN: Escort to visitor's entrance.

Escort to visitor's entrance.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

You got a problem, rook?

Nope.

That's what I thought.

[BUZZER]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON P.A.]

[SHOWER RUNNING]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- [BUZZER]
- [CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

RYAN: Whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey!

What the hell's going on here?!

Guy fell in the shower.

Get the hell out of
here. Both of you, get!

♪ ♪

MCGUIGG: [GROANS]
Took you long enough.

Sorry. Had to wait for one
of them to take a picture.

They've done that in the past.

Oh.

Yeah. Let's, uh...

Let's get you to the infirmary.

That bad, huh?

Well, you've looked better.

Come on.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Did you get it?

♪ ♪

I'm still waiting to hear
why I should trust you.

I've been up front with
you from the beginning.

Really? Then why do I have a tail?

Blue Jetta, Connecticut plates.

Don't be offended.

It's just part of the vetting process.

[CELLPHONE KEYS TAPPING]

Better?

[ENGINE STARTS]

Yeah.

Thanks.

♪ ♪

They're moving him tomorrow.

Jun Ho Park. Yes.

What is King going to do?

It's not King.

You.

♪ ♪

I see.

This is a bait and switch.

I don't work that way, David.

I should've known this
was too good to be true.

What?

Is this how King got to you?

I'm sorry.

- No, you're not.
- I really am.

So, everything you said
to me at AA was a lie,

how First Pledge is
gonna change my life.

It was the truth, in
a manner of speaking.

Son of a bitch.

Alex, if you don't do it,
they'll k*ll your boyfriend.

Do what?

What am I supposed to do?

OWEN: They want you to assassinate him?

Yep.

That's why the North Koreans are here.

We can't expose Jun Ho Park.

He's a once-in-a-lifetime asset.

He knows the location of every
m*ssile in the Korean arsenal.

That's why they want him dead.

What if we just made him disappear?

No. It has to happen in public.

_

- Exactly.
- King made a deal

to assassinate someone on U.S. soil.

Technically, it's not
King. It's Quintana.

By design.

[SIGHS] And King has dozens of Quintanas.

So how do we pin it on King?

First things first.

We need to assassinate Jun Ho Park.

♪ ♪

GENERAL SHARPE: You want to do what?

As I said, the assassination
will be simulated.

How comforting.

General, King is an American citizen

who has raised a small army,
colluding with our enemies

to plan an assassination
on American soil.

Just bring him in.

On what charge?

You want him for m*rder?
You want him for treason?

Then this hit, which we
control, is our best opportunity.

♪ ♪

You think the asset's going
to be on board with this?

He'll walk away with the ultimate form

of witness protection...

All of his enemies will think he's dead.

If this goes wrong, it's on you.

Understood.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

HARRY: Nope. Too old.

Too fat.

Okay. Well, we have looked
at dead Asian men.

That's officially making it a fetish.

You said this is part
of an FBI investigation?

Yeah, that's right,
so don't hold out on us

if you've got the nicer
ones stashed out in the back.

- Harry!
- Hmm?

Oh.

Cinderella, the shoe fits.

[LAUGHS]

♪ ♪

[HORNS HONKING]

♪ ♪

[HONKING CONTINUES]

♪ ♪

All right. [SIGHS] Let's do this.

I really am sorry.

♪ ♪

[RATCHET CRANKING]

[SOLDERING IRON CRACKLING]

♪ ♪

Can we hurry this up, please?

You, grab a torch, torch something.

You know, this isn't what we do here.

Presidential motorcade
needs new struts, that's us.

- But this...
- You're not up to it?

This double-o-seven
stuff takes time, lady.

The motor alone's gonna take six hours.

Well, I need it in one.

[SCOFFS] Then you're looking at

a few gears and a manual crank.

Do it.

♪ ♪

[INDISTINCT TALKING]

[BUZZER, CELL DOOR OPENS]

RYAN: Doc wants a follow-up. Let's go.

Move it, convict!

How you feeling?

I feel bored.

How's my face?

You won't be kissing Alex anytime soon.

Listen, you're gonna be
on your own for a bit.

Why? What's going on?

Owen's pulling me into the op.

What am I supposed to do here?

Steer clear of Wilcox.

Try not to get shivved. [CHUCKLES]

Yeah, good note.

[GROANS]

♪♪

Okay, let's run this from the top.

All right.

Apartment building at West
Broadway and White Street,

and I'm on the roof with
my First Pledge-supplied

r*fle and scope.

At : , I turn on to West Broadway.

Jun Ho Park will be in the back seat.

With pounds of silently praying

British man stashed behind him.

The Koreans will be
watching from this building.

So then, I'll pull up
in the Red Hook van,

blocking their view.

Giving me just two secs
of cover to swap out

Jun Ho Park with our cadaver.

When Harry gives the
word, I drive off...

And I take the sh*t.

So, even if all of this works...

[CLEARS THROAT] Which is a big if.

...that b*llet passes
an inch from my head.

Well, give or take.

You'd have to be an
Olympic-level marksman

to make that sh*t.

Better be nice to her.

Yeah. And don't flinch.

♪ ♪

[HORN HONKS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

♪ ♪

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

Okay, Mr. Ho Park.

There's no need to be nervous.

This is a precisely
engineered operation.

You don't seem... so sure.

Huh? No. I'm totally sure.

Completely, completely, totally sure.

The first "totally"
would have been enough.

♪ ♪

Okay. Got one live Jun
Ho and one dead Jun Ho.

Could not have predicted that
sentence just hours ago.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[GEAR SHIFTER CLICKS]

[TIRES SCREECH]

♪ ♪

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

♪ ♪

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

♪ ♪

[HORNS HONKING, SIREN WAILING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

♪ ♪

Alex, eyes on the audience?

Koreans are on the southwest
corner, second floor.

Are you set?

ALEX: Set.

We've got one sh*t at this, Alex.

Pun intended. Try not
to give me a haircut.

[HORN HONKS]

Ryan, I'll be pulling up on your left.

Copy that.

[TIRES SCREECH]

Now, Harry.

I'm getting it.

Oh, of course.

What?

Yep, yep, yep. I'm getting it.

[HORNS HONKING]

MAN: Come on, move it!

All right, no, you gotta move.

Damn thing's been stalling out all week.

MAN: What's the problem, lady?!

Get your fat ass back in the car!

I'm getting it moving!

Where the hell that come from?

I'm in character.

Harry, talk to me.

[PANTING]

Yes.

- Yes!
- Go.

[ENGINE STARTS]

♪ ♪

Ryan, move to your left.

Ooh, I hate this, I
hate this, I hate this.

Ooh. I told you this was crazy!

[INDISTINCT TALKING ON RADIO]

Did you guys make the
switch? Ryan lost connection.

Yes! Go, go! Take the sh*t!

Now, Alex! Take the sh*t!

♪ ♪

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

[ENGINE REVS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

♪ ♪

Hoo! [SIGHS] Welcome to America.

♪♪

♪♪

So, what's the plan here, David?

We walk in, Garrett
says thanks, we leave.

Easy.

OWEN: Do not leave easy.

We need King on tape saying
he authorized the hit on Park.

This is our moment.

We're standing by, Alex.

We'll breach on your signal.

So, how are you?

How do you think I am?

Look, I know this isn't
what you were expecting,

but I told you there'd be sacrifices.

It's easy to say when you're
not the one making the sacrifice.

You think I didn't make sacrifices?

What sacrifice have you made, David?

Your family?

What do you know about my family?

I saw you watching your son at the park.

You followed me?

What'd you expect?

You recruited a spy.

I know this job probably
allows you to send

a lot of money to your
son, but what'll he think

when he knows how you made it?

Is that why you don't let him see you?

'Cause he'll see what you've become?

We all do what we have to do.

[DOOR OPENS]

- I've heard great things about you, Alex.
- What have you heard?

That you're going to be an
excellent addition to the team.

David will set you up
with an offshore account.

Unlike Uncle Sam, you will be rewarded

handsomely for your service here.

How handsomely?

- What are you doing?
- I'm sorry, David,

but I just don't feel the
need for a middleman anymore.

You want my service, I serve only you.

I'm sorry, Garrett.

I had no idea she was gonna do this.

- It's okay. I want to hear what she has to say.
- _

Alex, find your moment
and then push him hard.

But be careful when he snaps.

I got the protection details,
I chose the strike zone,

I ex*cuted the plan that I created.

You created the plan?

- Yep.
- What about David?

Well, David's a nice guy, but...

he's a little bit of an errand boy.

What do you think you're doing?

I'm negotiating.

No, but that's enough. Let... Let's go.

I want % of whatever
you got from the Koreans.

- %?
- %.

Without me, the defector is still alive.

Just because a housekeeper
cleans the house,

doesn't mean she owns it.

Well, this housekeeper
just assassinated a man

in broad daylight on the orders of a man

who's too scared to
even talk to his own son.

Scared? Who the hell
do you think you are?

What is she up to?

She's pissing him off.

Yeah? Well, I hope she
knows what she's doing.

She does.

If you want me, I'm your new number one,

with everything that goes with it.

That's the deal.

Take it or leave it.

It doesn't work that way.

How does it work?

I talk to David, David talks to you.

Exactly.

Well, then, I'm out.

Have a good evening, gentlemen.

What? She's leaving?

Hang on.

You going to say goodbye
to your boyfriend?

You touch him and the
next target I point

my w*apon at is you.

One more step, Alex.

You do have a backbone.

Backbone?

That enough backbone for you?

DAVID: Garrett...

Alex, what's going on?

Alex?

Don't do this.

You have a comm in, Alex.

[GRUNTING]

It's a setup.

She's wearing a wire!

[g*ns COCKING]

Stay here and call it in.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

How much does the FBI know?

[GASPING]

Garrett, Garrett, stop!
There's no point in k*lling her.

- Oh, no?!
- Look, we have to get out of here.

Whoever's on the other
side of that comm,

they're gonna be here any second!

♪ ♪

ALEX: Is that why you
don't let him see you?

'Cause he'll see what you've become?

Get off her, Garrett!

Unh!

Have you lost your mind?

Yes. A long time ago.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Best friends forever.

- Best friends forever.
- Who are you?

♪ ♪

- Alex is in the pool!
- Don't you dare die, Alex.

- It's Deputy Director Owen Hall.
- You're not gonna die.

- You hear me?
- I have an agent down.

- Repeat, agent down.
- Come on.

I need an ambulance.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Andre and Isabella... Those
are their names, right?

You left in order to keep them safe.

It's been three years.
You completely vanished.

Where were you all this time?

My home is here, Andrea, with you.

[g*n COCKS]

Do you want to live?

♪ ♪

SHELBY: Alex, wake up! Come on!

HARRY: Home on, Alex.

Oh, yeah, yes, yes, yes. Breathe, Alex!

Breathe, breathe, breathe!

[GASPING]

[COUGHS]

Owen, Owen, Owen!

He's alive, he's alive.

[GROANS]

Hey. Hey.

Is... Is Alex...?

She's alive.

David, I'm Owen Hall, FBI.

I need you to focus for me now.

Help us find King.

Where is he headed?

Heliport...

Where?

South Street.

♪ ♪

South Street.

Go. I'll stay with Alex.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Yep! There he is!

Hang on.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

♪ ♪

[ENGINE REVVING]

♪ ♪

[SIREN WAILS]

Her lungs are full of
fluid. Getting suction ready.

Is she gonna be okay?

Prep it ATT - .

- [GASPING]
- Alex.

Alex!

- How long was she under water?
- I don't know.

She was already under when I got there.

We need her sedated and on PPV.

Got two working lines and meds drawn up.

She's pregnant.

About weeks.

We'll do what we can.

Run a high-flow O .

Fetal monitor. Get that thing charged.

Just keep the breaths large.

♪ ♪

We need to oxygenate her
to keep the baby alive.

♪ ♪

[BUZZER]

[CELL DOOR CLOSES]

What's your problem?

[GROANS]

The hell you waiting for?! Get him!

RYAN: Wilcox.

I hope you like this place.

You're, uh, gonna be
spending a lot of time here.

For what?

Conspiracy to commit treason.

What the hell?

Time to tell us about
your little side hustle

for Garrett King.

Get up.

Special Agent Mike McQuigg.

[HANDCUFFS CLICK]

Karma's a bitch, ain't it?

You're under arrest.

♪ ♪

_

State is issuing an
extradition warrant for King.

And that's not even the bad part.

Have you heard from Shelby?

How's Alex?

_

Yeah.

[SIGHS]

_

Yeah.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Hey.

Hey.

I'll call when I can.

Yeah.

♪ ♪

[DOOR CLOSES]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Just...

I spent so much time
wishing I wasn't pregnant.

And now...

I know.

I know.

[SNIFFLES]