02x05 - Made In…

[bunniefuu]

Jack: Over million Americans

leave the safety of
our borders every year.

If danger strikes,

the FBI's International Response Team

is called into action.

♪♪

- After all this time...
- Oh-ho!

They're finally here.

Check it out. Here's a sample.

Ah!

Now that's a good looking
shirt right there, man.

It's a dream come true is what it is.

Hey, there's no one I'd
rather be on this journey with.

I mean that.

Hey, buddy, me too.

Now, are you gonna go
with the white Range

or the pimped out dad van?

Okay, let's sell some T-shirts first.

Hey, I'm just saying, Davey,
is that the white Range,

actually really nice for kids.

Yeah, kids and freeloading friends.

Hey, whoa, hey! Quid pro quo.

You get the sweet ride, I will
secure the dope bachelor pad.

See, it all works out.

Oh, glad you got it figured out.

Oh, yeah. Thought about this.

- Hey.
- [Laughs]

Yes. A little something
stronger than tea.

Finally. Okay.

A toast.

To living the dream.

To getting rich while trying.

It's to get rich or die trying.

Ah. Whatever.

To friends.

To friends.

[Clink]

Mmm!

- Oh, boy!
- Whoo!

I want another!

Let's all do another!

Round for the entire bar, please.

[Cheering]

[Laughing]

When we get to, Amar
Maayar Ghare, you will see.

Lot of family and food.
A feast. Inshallah.

Oh, I'm not gonna lie,
brother. I can eat.

I should call Diane
before it gets too late.

Hey, you know what I should do, Dave?

I should find myself a beautiful woman,

go out and do a little dancing.

They don't have clubs here.

That's what you say.

[Cellphone rings]

Hey.

How'd it go?

Well...

We closed the deal.

- [Gasps]
- It's all happening, babe.

- Oh, my God.
- We don't have to worry

about anything anymore.

David, I'm so incredibly proud of you.

Hey, can I talk to our little Susie Q?

Well, we're... we're not
calling her that, so...

[Static] Hello, Diane?

Yeah, no, I'm here.

Here. [Clears throat]

Let me hold the phone
so she can hear you.

Say hi.

Hey, little one, it's your dad!

[Engine revving]

Hey, I miss you so
much. Can you hear me?

I can't wait to tell you
the good news face to face.

Robbie: Jamal, where are we?

This is a short cut.

Everything okay?

Robbie: There's more of them.
What... what do they want?

What do we do, guys? What...

- What do we do.
- Hold on, Diane.

Go. Drive through them.

- Go, keep driving! Go!
- Just go!

Please!

[Speaking Bengali]

Okay, yeah.

Aah!

What do you want?!

Ow, wait!

Please, what do you...

What are you doing?!

[Indistinct shouting]

David?

[Grunting]

- I'll give you money!
- Quiet!

I'll give you money!

David?

David?

No. David?

Thank you for helping me pack.

I can't remember the last time we moved.

Yeah, well, you always have
more stuff than you realize.

I know, I do this every year.

What? I like to keep it fresh.

Although I have never lived
in a house like this before.

Yeah, well, when Brad and I got married,

he was big on making
this place feel like ours.

It's been almost three
years since he d*ed,

and I can't keep living in the past.

Besides, if I stay any
longer, I may never leave.

[Cellphone chimes, rings]

We are never gonna finish this.

Yeah, we may need to call

that Hot Guys moving company after all.

No. We are not calling Simmons' friends.

Clara, they were in the Army.

So what?

What does that mean? They're so hot.

Maybe you should call them.

Great, you're here.

Go ahead, Monty.

Okay, it's been
approximately eight hours

since American entrepreneurs
David Curry and Robbie Garcia

went missing in Bangladesh.

They and their driver were ambushed

while David was on the
phone with his wife.

Oh, can you imagine?

This is their first time in country?

Yeah, first time anywhere.

They were in Dhaka to find a factory

for their start-up
clothing brand, Team Kings.

It's not surprising Bangladesh
was the country of choice

for two up and coming entrepreneurs.

They have the fourth-fastest
growing economy in the world.

So according to the embassy,
three foreigners were att*cked

and k*lled in broad daylight
by men wielding machetes

in the past two months.

There's been an up tick in
v*olence against foreigners

in and around Dhaka, but the abduction

of Robbie and David doesn't fit the M.O.

Yeah, for one, the others were

att*cked and k*lled in the
street in broad daylight.

David and Robbie were ambushed
at night while driving.

And abducted, which makes
me think they're still alive.

So the question is,
why and for how long?

So what do the local authorities say?

They believe this was
a robbery gone bad.

David and Robbie were in

the wrong place at the wrong time.

They're expecting this to end badly.

Monty, what do we know
about David and Robbie?

They're both from New
York. Huge Jets fans.

Both in their mid- s. David is married.

His wife, Diane, who's pregnant,
is on the way here as we speak.

Uh, Robbie is your
prototypical bachelor,

according to social media.

And what about this driver?

His name is Jamal Muti.

And other than the
fact that he's missing,

I know very little.

So is Jamal a victim, as well?

Or did he set them up?

We've got a lot of unknowns here.

As with most abductions, the
first hours are crucial.

So when we land, we
need to work quickly.

Robbie and David's lives depend on it.

We turned right, back
towards the city, I think.

I don't... I don't know.

- We got to get out of here.
- We don't know where here is.

Robbie, they're gonna k*ll us.

If they wanted us dead, we'd be dead.

[Door slams]

You guilty.

Stop, please! Why are you doing this?

- Dave?
- Why are you doing this?!

[Speaking Bengali]

- I don't know.
- Guilty!

[Screaming]

Oh, God!

Robbie!

♪♪

[Theme music]

♪♪

Clara: "The small truth
has words which are clear.

The great truth has great silence."

R. Tagore.

♪♪

Hope I'm doing this right.

Oh, it's the gesture that counts.

You know, Bangladesh
has one of the worst

police-to-civilian ratios in the world.

In a country that's million people,

there's only , officers.

I spoke with Sergeant Bhaduri,

and he agreed to be our escort.

Man, you weren't kidding.

This place is a ghost town.

Yeah, well, their economy is growing

faster than their infrastructure.

[Ding]

My apologies. I'm Constable Hoque.

You are Jack Garrett?

Yes. And this is my team,

Agents Seger, Simmons, and Jarvis.

Sergeant-da Bhaduri is away.

There was a haartal...
Strike in Farmgate.

We are most busy.

Please, this way.

With the demands on the department,

we have not made much
progress on the case

of the missing Americans.

But, uh, it is okay with us you start.

You can work in this area.

I'm the only one here, so I must stay,

but Sergeant-da Bhaduri
will join you when he can.

Thank you.

Oh.

We have an address for the
missing driver, Jamal Muti.

No one has gone to see yet.

You go, okay?

Thank you.

[Telephone rings]

Guess we're on our own.

Yeah, well, until the last decade or so,

few locals traveled
and ever fewer tourists

visited Bangladesh.

And without an escort,
communication may be an issue.

Well, let's not let it get in our way.

I want us working
forwards and backwards.

We need to determine if David and Robbie

were targeted or if their abduction

was a crime of opportunity.

Okay, I got Monty.

- Monty?
- I'm here.

David was on the phone
when they were abducted.

See what you can pull
from the phone company.

And let us know what you
learn from David's wife.

Copy, but just a head's up,
the cellular network in Dhaka

is a bit antiquated,

so I have to work
backwards through the logs.

It may take me some time,
but I'll do my best.

- Great.
- [Beep]

Simmons and Mae, track down Jamal.

If he was taken along
with Davey and Robbie,

we need to find out why.

Clara, let's you and I
focus on what we can learn

about the guys before they went missing.

Well, they settled a
bill just minutes before

they were abducted at
a local ex-pat club.

We'll start there.

Oh, thank you.

David and Robbie, they've been
friends since grade school,

and they've worked
with various designers

and clothing companies.

And it was always dream of theirs

to launch their own brand.

And this year, they finally
got the money together.

Mm-hmm. The trip to Bangladesh,

it was the final piece of the puzzle.

I mean, their company's initial
valuation was $ million.

That's a lot of money at stake,
so they wanted to be there

to personally select their supplier.

So David handled the business,
and Robbie was the artist?

Yes. Yeah. I mean, they
designed street wear

like Obey or Supreme, and...

[Chuckles]

Sorry.

David, I mean, he
didn't even want to go.

I'm... I'm due in a week,
and this is his dream.

And with the little one coming,
I mean, we just, we couldn't

let an opportunity like this pass by.

Um...

I made copies of everything,
their visas, their itinerary,

the letter of invitation.

Letter of invitation?

In order to do business in Bangladesh,

you have to be invited
by a local company.

This is very helpful.

We're gonna get to the bottom of this.

Okay?

And... and whatever you need, I'm here.

♪♪

Were you working last night?

Yeah. Uh, I was.

Do you recognize these two?

Yeah. Um, they were cool guys.

Um, Americans.

They were celebrating some kind of deal

they'd just closed on a clothing line.

Were they waiting for anyone?

Did you notice anything
unusual about them?

No. Um, they bought a round
of sh*ts for the whole bar.

I mean, like I said, nice guys.

They, um, even gave me one
of their T-shirts, actually.

Do you still have it?

Yeah, um, I think it's in the back.

- [Cellphone rings]
- I can show you.

It's Monty.

You go.

[Cellphone beeps]

Hey, Monty, what do you got?

Not sure just yet.

But it turns out, in order to obtain

a business visa in Bangladesh,
David and Robbie had to be

invited by a local company, Toj.

Now, Toj sponsored their trip to Dhaka,

they paid for the plane
ticket, hotel, et cetera.

But Toj is in trouble.

The deal with the Americans
would have had a huge impact

on their bottom line.

In fact, they had taken out

a line of credit on
speculation of future earnings.

Okay, just send us
everything you can, all right?

Will do.

Thanks.

[Beep]

Can I buy you a drink?

Jeffery Khan. Hi.

Hi. Clara Seger.

I'm actually here on business.

The disappearance of two Americans.

How did you know that?

It's my job to know.

And I saw you flash your
badge to the bartender.

Ah. You are a journalist.

Yeah. For the BBC.

And you're here with
the FBI, I'm guessing.

Yes.

A woman with a g*n.

Uh, yes, and I'm not afraid to use it.

[Chuckles] I like that.

Um...

Excuse me.

So, it looks like the shirts were

David and Robbie's final piece
of business before heading here.

I probably could track
down a manufacturer,

but there's no RN number,

just this inscription in Bengali.

I don't mean to interrupt,
but no tracking number

usually means it's a
bootleg or a sample.

Um, Jack, this is
Jeffery Khan from the BBC.

May I?

Yeah, there's an inscription
here, at the seam.

Tiger Industries.

They're up on Hazaribagh.

And the owner's called Hasan.

Thank you.

Another time.

Perhaps?

Jack, Monty said a company called Toj

paid for their trip,
not Tiger Industries.

So they were being wooed by one company

and chose to do business with another.

Yeah, so if David and Robbie
backed out at the last minute,

we're talking about a lot of money.

I mean, the owner of Toj
would certainly have motive.

Motive enough to kidnap?

Maybe enough to k*ll.

Let's find out.

♪♪

Police!

Jamal Muti?

Here's an unopened paycheck.

Looks like Jamal worked for Toj.

Their local sponsor.

[Rustling]

[Grunts]

Don't even think about it!

Jamal? Are you Jamal Muti?

Hold still. Move your hand. Move it.

Here.

[Man grunts]

It's not him.

This is Tokay.

Bad move, Tokay.

[Steam hissing]

Clara: The ready-made garment industry

is about as cutthroat as it gets.

Sweatshops like this are common.

Suppliers are locked
in a race to the bottom

while international corporations
struggle to improve sales.

Yep, anything goes. According to Monty,

the owner of Toj, Niklas Poulsen,

has had more than one
brush with controversy.

Yeah, under-aged workers,
unsafe work environments.

[Cellphone chimes]

If David and Robbie chose
to do business elsewhere,

I can see why.

That was Mae.

Jamal may be trouble.

He works for Toj.

Poulsen's failed before.

And there's more than money on the line.

His legacy is at stake.

No questions, just do it.

Mr. Poulsen?

Is the FBI here to investigate
the thieving Americans

who defrauded me and ran?

I'm Unit Chief Jack Garrett,
this is SSA Clara Seger.

David Curry and his partner
are in breach of contract.

I already instructed my
lawyers to file a suit.

Mr. Poulsen, are you
aware that David and Robbie

have been abducted and
are currently missing?

I spent thousands of
dollars bringing them here

and made all the introductions,
laid the groundwork...

Everything.

And they showed me the door.

So, no, I can't say I'm
shocked they got into

some kind of trouble.

When's the last time you saw them?

Does this mean I'm not
going to get back my money?

How long has Jamal Muti worked for you?

Jamal?

I fired him.

When?

A few days ago.

He's the one who undercut me.

Fixed the Americans up
with one of my competitors,

stole my finder's fee

and percentage of future earnings.

Do you know where he is now?

You know he has a record.

Priors for theft and as*ault.

He knows better than to show
his face around here again.

If it's Jamal you're
after, I can't help you.

Mr. Poulsen, we'll need a
copy of Jamal's personnel file

and employment history.

I don't have those records on hand.

Then make a call.

Find someone who does.

Kutcha, get me Jamal Muti's file.

What a piece of work.

Classic narcissist.

Yeah.

Even still, I don't
think he was involved

in David and Robbie's abduction.

I mean, he foolishly
confirmed his own motive

before he even knew why we were here.

And he already has a plan
of action to deal with them.

I agree.

He's not behind this.

- But if Poulsen fired him,
- [Cellphone rings]

why was Jamal still driving
David and Robbie around.

Go ahead, Simmons.

Hey, Jack, so we did not find Jamal,

but we did learn something interesting.

Yeah, Jamal is in some
pretty serious debt.

He recently took out a loan
with a local g*ng leader,

and his creditor just came collecting.

We arrested a man named
Tokay, who said he was hired

to scare Jamal into.
Making his payments on time.

Who does Tokay work for?

Well, Constable Hoque
thinks he's just a hired g*n.

He works for whoever's
paying him this week.

Yeah, this whole thing might
come down to the fact that

Jamal owes some big money
to some pretty bad men.

So David and Robbie just got
caught in the cross hairs.

Right, and that's not all.

Monty came through. With
the cell tower records,

so we're headed to where he thinks

is the primary abduction site right now.

Great. Go.

We'll catch up with
you as soon as we can.

[Man sobbing]

Just get him to talk with us.

Figure out what he wants.

Davey, he's crazy.

We're not gonna be able to
talk our way out of this.

[Sighs]

What if we never make it back?

I... I don't get to meet my baby girl.

Hey, don't talk like that.

That family of yours is counting on you.

The next time he comes in here...

I'll distract him.

How?

I don't know.

But I'll figure something out.

But you got to run.

I'm not leaving here without you.

I wasn't planning on staying behind.

I'm gonna knock the son of a bitch out.

[Chuckles]

Like Kenny Tullo in the sixth grade.

Yeah, exactly like Kenny Tullo.

Hey...

See if you can kick one of those...

one of those rocks loose.

[Grunts]

[Groans]

[Engine revving]

This is miles from their hotel.

Yeah, why would Jamal
take David and Robbie

so far off the beaten path?

Where were they going?

[Sighs]

Makes me think they had some
sort of specific plan or agenda.

Mae...

I got a body.

It's Jamal.

Well, based on the
decomp, I would say that

Jamal was k*lled hours ago.

Approximately the same time
David and Robbie went missing.

Yeah. Jamal's carotid was severed.

Mostly likely with a machete.

This is someone with a lot of rage.

And these defensive wounds
show that he fought back.

All right, so did. The
gangsters that Jamal owed,

did they get a lead
on him, track him down,

and then just k*ll him?

But why? They wanted
Jamal's money, not him dead.

And setting that aside for a moment,

why even take David and Robbie?

They were witnesses.

Why not just k*ll them on the spot?

David and Robbie had
nothing to do with this.

Why keep them alive at all?

There is another option.

Jamal brought them out here
looking for his own payday.

He arranged for their kidnapping,

sold them for ransom.

Simmons: But what happened, he's dead?

Doesn't make any sense.

Yeah, well, neither does the
idea that whoever att*cked

them took David and Robbie.

What if Jamal wasn't the target?

If this is about David and Robbie,

this location is ideal for
some kind of snatch and grab.

It's isolated, natural choke point.

Yeah, he could have been spotted
anywhere and followed out here.

Need to find out who ambushed him.

Most of the street v*olence
here in Dhaka is pinned on

the local warring games and
Mastaans, or crime bosses,

including the recent
att*cks on foreigners.

Much like their North
American counterparts,

they're into everything...
Human trafficking, alcohol,

dr*gs, land grabbing.

- [Cellphone beeps]
- Monty: Hey, Jack.

Monty, I know she's
pregnant, but I think we need

to take Diane through
a cognitive interview.

She'll do anything to help.

She said she's tougher than she looks.

Yeah, all mothers are.

See if she can recall
the men who att*cked them.

We think that David
and Robbie, not Jamal,

are the original targets.

[Groans] David: Hey, can
you come in here, please?

Why won't you help us?

Please. He needs help.

Quiet! Please.

[Grunts]

Run, David, run!

- Now!
- Come on!

- Go.
- I won't leave without you!

[Grunts]

Oh!

Oh, Robbie, no!

Ugh!

No, no!

Diane: And then Robbie yelled.

And then they argued.

Who? The attackers?

[Speaking Bengali]

[Speaking Bengali]

[Grunts]

[Sighs]

We can take a break.

No. No, I'm fine.

Um...

And then there was a third voice.

And they kept saying...

[Speaking Bengali]

... "Dost Mehbani rahmat Karo."

[Voice breaking] And then it got mu...

Muffled, like they were...

like they were dragging a Bo... a body.

[Sobs]

Oh, my God.

Is...

Is he dead because...

Okay, deep breaths.

- I can't.
- Deep breaths.

[Sobs]

We don't know what happened yet.

We're gonna find him, okay?

Yeah.

Yeah.

♪♪

Simmons, Mae, see what kind of file

the station has on Jamal
and find out when his family

is supposed to arrive.

We need to start narrowing
down some answers, and fast.

Hey, Monty, tell us you
have something for us.

Yeah, does the phrase,
"Dough Mehbani Rahmat care-o"

or "Karo" mean anything to you?

Diane recalled hearing
it in the argument.

I tried to translate it to
Bengali, but nothing came up.

"Dost meherbani rahmat Karo."

It's an Urdu phrase.

It means, uh, "Friend, have mercy."

Sounds like they
weren't on the same page.

If their abductors fought,
it suggests that this wasn't

as organized as we originally thought.

Well, it's also unusual.

% of the population
speak Bengali, not Urdu.

So...

is there...

a particular neighborhood
in Dhaka that's home

to a large Urdu-speaking population?

In a city of million that
used to be ruled by Pakistan,

I'm sure there's more than a few.

I know who can help us.

I don't like reporters.

We can't just sit around

waiting for Sergeant Bhaduri to show up.

We need local Intel.

Monty could run a background on him.

I already had him do it.

Jeffery's clean.

Well-respected.

He's been stationed in Dhaka
for the past five years.

Well, places like this
are information economies.

It's all about who you
know, and I'm willing to bet.

Jeffery knows who we
should be talking to.

So what makes you think
he'll help us off the record?

He'll help us.

[Bicycle bell dings]

[Indistinct talking]

This isn't a social call, is it?

Listen, we believe, the
Americans were abducted

by a local g*ng...
Urdu-speaking with the means

and the resources. To
grab and hold two adult men

for a number of days.

Look, I'm not looking to get involved

in a criminal investigation.

You'd rather stand back and
write about the aftermath?

Trust is my most valuable
resource as a journalist.

If I start bringing the FBI
to the doorstep of my assets,

I could throw any credibility
I have out the window.

People's lives are at stake.

We are trying to prevent a
tragedy before it happens.

I understand your dilemma,
but this isn't a game.

These are people's lives.

Look, I mean, you could start

in the Banasri Ullah Para neighborhood.

It's home to a large
Urdu-speaking population.

No. We need more than that.

There are roughly a million people

in those few square blocks.

Look, right now, there are
two men in grave danger.

They both have families
back home that are praying

for a miracle, and
they are counting on us.

We don't have the luxury or time

to worry about the future
or our damn credibility.

What we need is Intel,
and we need it now.

[Sighs] What you're
asking is dangerous.

I mean, gangs here are protected.

They don't answer to anybody.

We just want to have a conversation.

Urdu-speaking g*ng, I mean...

This is someone emboldened and brazen,

willing to take risks.

And they have resources, vehicles,

and expectation of privacy.

Do Tuppaki... Two g*ns.

Their leader, Aziz Ahmed

doesn't have a
reputation without reason.

Neither do I.

They're not gonna like
a woman asking questions.

And I'm not fluent.

Call Simmons and have him meet us.

In the meantime, help
Mae back at the station

with Jamal's family.

Hey...

Thank you.

If you think you can handle it...

we could use a translator.

[Chuckles]

In a conservative
country like Bangladesh,

clubbing is frowned upon.

So an underground culture of
daytime raves has sprung up.

So you party in the afternoon,

and then you're home by dinner.

Yeah. I've got a lot of fond memories

of similar parties back
in London when I was a kid.

[Chuckles]

Speaking of which, can I ask you guys

a question about Agent Seger?

No.

[Music pulsing]

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[Buzzer rings]

[Door opens]

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[Door closes]

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Salaam alaikum.

Tell him we have reason to believe

he might be able to help us.

[Speaking Urdu]

[Replies in Urdu]

He wants to know why he should help us.

Ask him about the missing Americans.

[Speaking Urdu]

Hey!

- Stop! Federal agent!
- Jack

Jack! Jack!

Police, freeze!

Hands up!

Stop! FBI!

Come on, get up!

[Grunting]

[Hand cuffs clicking]

Come on.

I think you saw a couple of tourists,

thought they'd make easy marks.

Everything went as
planned, until your friend

flew off the handle,
att*cked their driver,

and brutally k*lled him.

[Speaking Urdu]

Where did you see them?

[Speaking Urdu]

[Shouting in Urdu]

Do you think your buddy's in
there, taking the fall for you?

No, no, no. He's in there
telling my boss right now

this whole thing was your plan.

You k*ll a man like that,
you can expect no mercy.

We innocent.

We want money.

There is another man.

He's... he's real k*ller.

I tell him, "Have mercy."

He said, "Take money, go."

He wanted Americans.

Wanted them for what?

I... I don't know.

Who was this other man?

[Speaking Urdu]

- Never saw his face.
- [Speaking Urdu]

But he must work at the factories.

[Speaking Urdu]

His fingers were stained with dye.

[Speaking Urdu]

He was crazy one.

[Speaking Urdu]

They didn't k*ll anyone.

They thought they were gonna
roll a couple foreigners,

make some quick cash.

Yeah, these guys are just

the neighborhood muscle, nothing more.

Unlike the man who hired
them, they didn't have a plan.

We spoke to Jamal's family.

He borrowed the money to
start his own business,

but he's not involved in any gangs.

Yeah, David and Robbie
offered to help him.

Jamal considered them friends.

And on the night in question,

he was taking them to see his family.

David and Robbie were
the targets all along.

Yeah, Jamal was just collateral damage.

Found a body.

It might be one of the Americans.

Mae, Clara, go check it out.

You want to come?

Let's see if we can
I.D. the third attacker.

Thank you. Come this way.

He's right over here.

It's Robbie.

There is significant trauma here.

Yeah, unlike Jamal.

This unsub took his time with Robbie.

It's definite overkill.

Has a piece of cloth
jammed in his throat.

He might have suffocated.

I'm not gonna know more
until I can get a closer look.

This doesn't bode well for David.

No, it doesn't.

Somebody must have seen something.

Okay, I'm gonna take him back to the jet

and perform the autopsy.

Any luck with witnesses?

No, we just got a lot of
doors slammed in our faces.

People are afraid to talk.

Well, we struck out on
I.D.ing our third suspect,

but given the fact
that they were targeted

and the v*olence, we think that
this was a personal vendetta.

These were not the
cold, dispassionate kills

you'd expect from an
opportunistic offender.

- [Cellphone rings]
- Yeah, this is someone

deeply aggrieved.

[Beep]

Go ahead, Mae.

So Robbie was k*lled by a single strike

to his right anterior jugular.

But he was clearly physically abused.

He has bruising, suffocation,

his left knee was deliberately crushed.

Our unsub did a number on him.

Yeah, and get this...

Robbie's skin had traces

of a particular
combination of chemicals.

They're copper, dioxin,
and formaldehyde.

And all three, when taken together,

are used to dye clothes.

According to Haamid and Uday,

our unsub worked at the factories.

He had dye on his hands.

That must be where he spotted them.

Yeah, Robbie's knee was crushed.

He was beaten and suffocated.

It sounds like the hazards of working

in the ready made garment industry.

You think David and
Robbie are surrogates,

a way for our unsub to lash
out at a particular injustice?

Our unsub did stuff a
shirt down Robbie's throat.

It's the very thing that
they came here to buy.

Yeah, businesses here are driven by

Western clothing companies
outsourcing their labor.

Workers make the lowest
wage in the world.

In return, the work in
dangerous conditions.

- Hey, Jack.
- Monty, what can you tell us

about industrial
disasters here in Dhaka?

We think a factory fire or cave-in

was our unsub's stressor.

Well, for one, accidents
are surprisingly common.

It is pure negligence on
the part of the owners.

Well, you say negligence, I say malice.

These workers are treated
like they're more disposable

than the $ . T-shirts they make.

Our unsub's pain is fresh,

so let's focus on recent accidents.

Um, okay. There was a tannery
fire about six months ago.

Balan Plaza.

It was a mixed-use factory,

home to a number of
Western clothing labels.

Yeah, Balan Plaza.

The building was over capacity,

and the bottom three floors collapsed.

But it didn't get a lot of coverage.

The owner is well connected
and used his influence

to play down the accident in the press.

Yeah, dozens and dozens of
people were buried alive,

but they suffocated because the rescuers

didn't have time to dig them out.

And some lost whole families.

Simmons: That sounds
like the kind of trauma

that would give rise to a revenge-driven

angry retaliatory k*ller.

[Wails]

Mae: He's making David and Robbie suffer

like his family suffered.

What happened to the building?

It was condemned, isolated.

They can't tear it down till
they figure out what to do

with the toxic waste.

Monty, we need an address
and building schematics.

Monty: Coming your way A.S.A.P.

- Thanks.
- I'd like you to come with us.

Is that your family in those pictures?

I have a family.

I have a daughter on the way.

Please let me get home.

For my baby girl.

A girl?

Yeah.

A baby girl.

It's my first.

I had girl.

And I had wife.

[Sobbing]

But no more.

Tui guilty.

Guilty?

I... I... what?!

Please, tell me what... What I can do.

You are guilty.

I must make right.

No, I don't... I don't understand.

I didn't do anything.

Please, please.

_

_

You are guilty.

No.

No.

♪♪

Stay close to me.

Things are gonna move very quickly.

I'll guide the
conversation, but remember,

our unsub wants to be heard,

he wants his pain to be legitimized.

Please.

Please, please!

[Whimpering]

- Put the w*apon down!
- [Speaking Bengali]

We know you're in pain.

But you don't have to hurt this man.

Put down your w*apon.

[Speaking Bengali]

[Speaking Bengali]

There's still time to make things right.

This man here...

[Speaking Bengali]

... he's a journalist.

He can tell your story.

[Speaking Bengali]

[Speaking Bengali]

His wife and daughter were crushed.

Because of him.

People like him come to take.

My family d*ed, and for what?

A cheap piece of cloth to make money?!

Let us tell your story!

Jeffery!

Look, we can help you.

[Wails]

Somebody must pay!

- No!
- Don't do it!

[Grunting]

- Stay down.
- [Panting]

- It's okay, you're safe.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

We're gonna get you out of here.

So, how did things go with Jeffrey?

What do you mean?

Oh, I think you know
exactly what I mean.

What, I thanked him, for
his time, and then I...

gave him my card.

In case he ever needs anything... ever.

That's my girl.

I can't believe Robbie's gone.

He sacrificed himself for me.

For my family.

Well, he believed in you.

Loved you.

He'd want you to keep moving forward.

[Cellphone beeps]

David.

I just got off with my office.

Your wife has gone into labor.

We're gonna get you
there as fast as we can.

[Sighs]

Thank you.

♪ If you knew me ♪

♪ Back when I was younger ♪

♪ The world at my feet was what mattered ♪

♪ Oh, how I thought everything ♪

♪ It was beautiful ♪

Oh!

What do you think that
we should call her?

I was thinking Robbie.

Yeah.

♪ All I want is to feel my heart b*ating ♪

♪ I'm b*ating it to death ♪

♪ I remember ♪

♪ When running forever ♪

♪ Was the only escape I could get ♪

♪ If only I knew what that meant ♪

♪ During the highest time ♪

♪ While the water is rising ♪

♪ Will you still keep me in your sight? ♪