01x20 - What Lies Beneath

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01x20 - What Lies Beneath

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Look at the skyline, Tarek.

A city's beautiful illusion.

But reality is what's down
on the street.

It is time for
your medication, sir.

Another illusion, Tarek,
that this will keep me alive.

Soon they won't.

That is the private line.

This is Tarek.

I see.

Yes, yes. Of course.

We must get to New York.

The subject of our
security briefing is this guy,

Ahmed El-Masri.

He's, uh,
Egyptian senior leadership,

and he's staying in Toronto

while he awaits
a heart transplant.

You know this guy?

I know he runs
the secret police.

Today is his lucky day.

We just found out he's coming
here for a new heart,

and State has tasked us
with protecting El-Masri.

He may need it. Certain people
want to see him dead.

Payback for his, shall we say,

uneven track record
on human rights.

Regardless, guarding him
is our top priority,

and our protectee
is already in the air.

So we have exactly
zero prep time.

The transplant center
is Lutheran Hospital,

and job one is to protect it

and to safeguard the transfer
of the donor heart.

But there are plenty of
assignments to go around.

No shortage of work here,
people.

- Thank you.
- What do we got?

A cordial invitation
to check into the background

of 200 hospital workers.

A through C.
Same, but D through F.

I get the feeling
it's going to be a long day.

Yeah.

Oh, wait. I got something
else for you, actually.

You want me on El-Masri's
security detail?

Yeah, who better?

You have SWAT training,
you speak Arabic.

Is there a problem?

No. I'm all in.

Agent Hopper,

tell me who would
move on El-Masri.

Two assassination attempts
in Egypt

were tied to
the Muslim Brotherhood.

Then last month in Toronto,
a more sophisticated effort.

A car b*mb. They blew up
his bodyguard instead of him.

It's not clear who
was behind that one,

but half a dozen groups would
love to see this guy dead.

We're putting together a list
of potential suspects.

We'll get it to you soon.

Have you been in touch with NSA?

Have they picked up any chatter?

No, but they
just sent this over.

Maggie, it may be nothing,
but NSA intercepted a video

of El-Masri leaving his hotel.

It was sent to
a cell phone here in town.

- Belonging to who?
- Well, that's the question.

The phone that received the
video was sold two weeks ago

at a local shop.

I need you to go there
and find out who bought it.

- Okay.
- Take Agent Perkins with you.

Okay.

Uh, Agent Bell,
this foreign dignitary thing.

How often does somebody
come after the protectee?

I mean, we always
prepare for it,

but I haven't seen
any real trouble.

Okay. Good to know.

You sound disappointed,
Agent Perkins.

Would you prefer that he
was k*lled on our watch?

No, no. Of course not.

It's just that I have
an accounting degree,

so they stuck me
in White Collar.

Yeah, I'm just giving you
a hard time.

Nobody joins the FBI
to ride the desk.

I didn't.

Mr. El-Masri,
I'm Special Agent...

General El-Masri.

Special Agent Zidan.

I'll be escorting you
to Lutheran Hospital.

- I understand you're Egyptian.
- I'm American, sir.

- So am I in danger?
- Given who are you are,

I'm assuming you're always
in danger.

At the present time, however,

there are no specific
or credible threats.

Sorry, I can't help you.

Sir, we know that you sold
a cell phone

with the same serial number
two weeks ago.

I don't remember to who.

And even if I did, a person
has a right to buy a cell phone

without the Deep State
getting involved.

I want the video
from that camera.

Give me a warrant.

Listen, this is
a national security matter.

Whoa, whoa.
Did you see that rat?

- What? Where?
- Agent Perkins,

did you see it?
Uh, yeah. Yeah.

Rattus Norvegicus.
Thing was the size of a badger.

What the hell?
I don't have rats.

I mean, that's for the
Health Department to determine.

Or you could volunteer
the footage.

All right, so these people,

they're all New York residents
or visitors.

They're the prime candidates to
take action against El-Masri.

I need you to figure out
where they are

so I can send field agents
to interview them.

Get it done. Thanks.

Wait, wait.

Okay.

That's the same model phone.

You know that model
was recalled last year

for bursting into flames.

I remember things.

Okay.

Oh, serial numbers match.
This is our guy.

The guy who bought it.
Could we see his face?

Okay, this is
the best look we get.

Now let me run it,

see if he matches anyone
in our suspect list.

Got him. Karim Mohammed.

- Hey, Jubal.
- Yeah.

- We have something.
- Karim Mohammed is our target.

Not only is he on
our watch list,

but he's the recipient
of that video

of El-Masri's motorcade.

This is not a drill, folks.
Too many red flags here.

So let's dig deep, figure
out who we're dealing with.

Paint me a picture
of Karim Mohammed.

Come on, people. Dazzle me.

He's an Egyptian national,
25 years old.

- m*llitary training?
- 12 months in the

Egyptian army,
then he got kicked out.

Looks like he's here on
a student visa.

Where is here?
Where does he live?

Red Hook. Our agents
stopped by his place.

He wasn't there.
Does he have a job?

At a coffee shop.
His boss says

he called in sick today.
I also found a cell phone

in his name,
but it went dark yesterday.

More signs he's trying to
drop off the radar.

Those his credit card
statements?

Yup. Wanna know what's
inside a man's head,

you look in his wallet.
Words to live by.

What's his last transaction?
7:00 p.m. last night.

He made a cash withdrawal
at an ATM inside of a lobby

at a White Plains motel.

He rented room 28.
Paid cash.

Seemed like a nice enough guy.
Now I'm thinking, not so much.

- What was he driving?
- Silver Honda.

Or a Toyota, maybe.

I don't see it.
Is he still here?

He may have parked around back.

Housekeeping!

Please swipe the card
and step back, sir.

Clear!

Damn. He's gone.

All right, let's just look and
see if he left anything behind.

Karim got sent that video.
He was laying low here.

What do you think it means?

Hard to say. Maybe nothing.

The only way to know
for sure is to find him.

Hey, look at this.

He wrote something down.

"B-C-S-J-3-3-8-Q-7-4."

What is the significance
of this?

Is it an account number?
An encrypted message?

Karim wrote it down
and we need to understand why.

OA.

Is everything all right?

We're en route
to Lutheran Hospital.

We just hit major traffic.
Stand by.

Miles from Manhattan,
and already behind schedule.

Can't you use the siren?

Part of the goal is
to not attract attention, sir.

Okay, I see the issue.

Looks like there's a stalled
car about 100 yards up.

I cannot be late
to the hospital.

I'll check it out.

- Sir.
- Yeah.

I've been checking
our databases.

Those last seven characters...
J338Q74.

It's a plate number
from the FBI motor pool.

Of course. And B-C-S
is Black Chevy Suburban.

Get back in the car!

He knows El-Masri's in the SUV.

Get back in the car!

Come on! Come on!

Drive! Drive! Go!

Ah...

Are you okay?
Are you hit?

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Anybody else?
Anybody else hit?

OA, give me a sit-rep.

We took fire by trees
at mile marker 109.

We got the hell out of there

but Agent Holt was sh*t
in the leg.

How bad?

He needs to be looked at.

They can treat him
at Lutheran Hospital.

That's 30 minutes away
if we're lucky.

Which we aren't.
Where's the closest ER?

I know g*nsh*t wounds,
Agent Zidan. He'll be fine.

It's not just about Agent Holt.

The sh**t knows the car,

he could know where
you're going.

Lutheran Hospital
may not be secure.

Then make it secure!

Lutheran
is the transplant center!

That's where I must be!

- Hey, Jubal.
- Yeah.

I contacted a surgeon.

Nice! All right,
we may have another option.

Hope General is 2 miles
away in White Plains.

They have the facilities and
your surgeon has privileges.

He says he and his team can
do the transplant there.

Lutheran
is the superior facility.

Hope General. Let's go.

New deal, people.

The sh**ting occurred
a mile away from that motel

in White Plains, so we're
focusing on manhunt there.

Karim could still be
in the area.

And we need to redirect SWAT
agents to secure Hope General.

The show is moving over
there now.

Let's go! Let's go!

The transplant team's
on its way.

Meanwhile, we'll place
Mr. El-Masri in a room

to undergo tests
in advance of his surgery.

How many patients
are on this floor?

Less than ten. It's
a private wing. Very exclusive.

We're gonna need
the names of all the staff

that have access to this wing.

I can provide that for you,
but I ask that you be discreet.

Plainclothes agents only.

Look, I know you have
a job to do,

but I can't have my hospital
turned into a m*llitary base.

I understand, ma'am.

Yeah, good deal. Thanks.

Is it true we have a location
on Karim Muhammad?

Yeah, a clerk at
the White Plains bus depot

just told our agents
Karim boarded a bus to Albany.

Karim.

Don't make me use it.

Where's Tarek?

He'll be here once
he's been vetted.

Tarek has already been vetted.

Not by us. We have to run
his prints and his history.

Where do your people
come from, Agent Zidan?

Cairo? The Delta?

My job is to ensure your safety.

I think we should
just leave it at that.

We'll be spending time
with one another.

Let's clear the air.
Why is it you dislike me?

I dislike what you've done.

Which is what, in your view?

How many people
have been detained,

or worse, by your secret police?

Fewer than by my predecessor.

This is the way things are.

Right. Everyone's doing it.

It's not so black and white,
Agent Zidan.

Hmm.

Uh, consider a heart transplant.

People don't see
the reality of it.

Organs cut from bodies,
blades carving flesh.

They see the end result.

The healthy, smiling patient.

That's all they want to see.

Preserving a civil society
is much the same.

Ugly things must be done
behind the scenes

so the country
is healthy and smiling.

That's a good speech.

But tell me how Yasmin Safar

was a thr*at
to your civil society?

I don't know that name.

That's my cousin.

She was 24 and arrested at
a march during the Arab Spring.

People were advised
to stay home.

Stay off the streets.

So it's her fault.

She was never seen again.

Her family... doesn't even know
what happened to her.

But they can guess.

You wish to make me one,

but I'm not a monster.

Mm-mmm.
That's what all monsters say.

Do you know what's in there?

Evidence.
And lots of it.

We have your fingerprints
in the stalled car

and on the shell casings.

And we have witness
statements describing

how you fled the scene.

But I know that there's
two sides to every story.

So now would be a really great
time for you to tell me yours.

I read all your online posts

about your passionate opposition

to General El-Masri.

You know, I would think
that you'd be really proud

of what you did.
I am proud.

And you should be ashamed.

Why would you protect
such a man?

The same reason I protect you,

even though you almost k*lled
my partner.

General El-Masri
deserves to die.

That I did not have
the honor of k*lling him

is my only regret.

Yeah, well...

I think you may have a few more
regrets once this sinks in.

Attempted m*rder of a federal
agent and foreign official?

That's 40 years right there.

Karim, your best hope
of lowering that number

is to tell us who
you're working with.

Because we know
you didn't do this alone.

Somebody called you
with that plate number.

So who was it?

I have nothing more to say.

We'll find his accomplice
with or without his help.

He's an amateur.
But he had the plate number.

Which means when OA
picked up El-Masri,

somebody was watching.

And setting up that
choke point on the road...

that showed
tactical sophistication.

But look at the actual sh**ting.

He didn't anticipate
reinforced glass.

We got lucky. He's a zealot.
Zealots make mistakes.

Well, this was his big moment
and he blew it.

We got a hit off his phone.

Actually, his phone is a brick.

Looks like Karim wiped it.

But I was able to recover
a voicemail that he deleted.

We're running the voice now
through the database

to see if there are any matches.

Black Chevy Suburban.
Plate J-3-3-8-Q-7-4.

Proceed as we discussed.
What is that accent?

Some flavor of Middle Eastern.

The linguists are checking.
But you can hear the chopper

in the background, right?

When El-Masri landed,
this guy was there watching.

38Q74.

He sounds older than Karim

and he speaks like
he's the one in charge.

Sir, no voice match on
our database,

but NSA got a hit.
We're putting it up on screen.

Oh, great.

Zev Solin.

- Oh, man.
- You know him?

I... I know of him.
He's a professional assassin.

This is nowhere near over.

Zev Solin.

He's the one that called Karim
with that plate number,

and we should assume

he's been giving operational
support, as well.

We foiled the first attempt,
but make no mistake,

Zev will try again, and we need
to find him before he does.

So let's ping DHS, CIA, DIA...

any agencies that could have
some intel.

Let's work our sources, people.
Let's go.

Tell me about this man.

Uh, well, he's ex-Mossad
and trained in black ops.

He freelances as a mercenary in
hotspots all around the world,

developed a reputation
as a k*ller.

What kind of reputation?

If the target is high-profile
and well-protected,

you call Zev.

Word is, he's taken out
politicians

in Latin America and Africa,

not to mention
a Russian oligarch

living on his own island
near Fiji.

That car b*mb attempt
on El-Masri.

You think that was Zev?
Possible.

So, he swings
and misses in Toronto,

then targets El-Masri here,

when he's away from
his own security team.

He'll try again too.
Zev is ruthless.

He does not care about
collateral damage

in pursuit of a target.

He once blew up a plane
that had 63 passengers

just to k*ll one man.

That's who we're dealing with.

I got something... cell carrier

just got back to us
with Karim's call history.

We now have Zev's phone number.

Is the number still active?

No, but now we have Zev's
history too.

No calls, but he was pretty
active online.

Particularly on a dating app.
Brayzen.

He... he likes men?

According to the chat
history, one man in particular.

Barry Foster.

Mm-hmm.

So he may be able
to tell us where Zev is.

Let's track down
Mr. Barry Foster.

Okay.

Barry Foster? FBI.

Agent Bell?

Yeah?

Damn it.

Looks like one sh*t to the head.

He's still warm. He's only
been dead a few hours.

You okay?

I've seen bodies.
In caskets, in the morgue.

All right, you can take
a minute if you want.

This, uh, this can't be
a coincidence, right?

Barry was the only person

that Zev was chasing on the app.

There's two settings
at the breakfast table.

Looks like half the closet's
been cleared out.

Yeah, I think
Zev was staying here.

So why sh**t the guy?

Maybe he figured out
who Zev was?

Or had already served
his purpose somehow?

Either way, we need
to find some answers.

So let's search the apartment.

You can take the other room.

Something occurs to me.

Something bad,
by the sound of it.

When Karim sh*t Agent Holt,

I just assumed
it was out of panic.

But what if he deliberately
sh*t Holt?

Why would he do that?

When the b*ll*ts wouldn't
penetrate the glass,

Karim knew
he couldn't k*ll El-Masri.

So maybe he went to Plan B.

Karim sh*t Holt on purpose

to get El-Masri sent
to a different hospital.

One with less security.

- Wow.
- Is Zev that smart?

Did he put us right
where he wanted us?

I'll deploy more agents
to harden up Hope General.

This is not good news.

You know Zev Solin?

You've used his services.

It's complicated.

It doesn't sound it.

You wanted someone dead,
he took care of it.

Who hired him to go after you?

Maybe it'll give us
a different angle.

Probably a political rival.

One who feels he should lead
our country.

That's why you want a new heart.

You want to be president.

What I want is more time
with my wife and my children.

But yes, I would like
to help my people.

You may find this hard
to believe,

but I am the better
of many bad choices.

That's a great campaign slogan.

In any case, it's unlikely now.

Zev will k*ll me.
So rejoice.

Nobody is rejoicing.

Zev will not touch you,
not while we're around.

Soon you won't be
and he'll keep trying.

I want to explain
why I hired Zev.

There's no need.


It's important to me you know.

I became aware of a young man
who had r*ped numerous girls.

k*lled one of them.

His family was influential so
I was told to drop the matter.

But I met those girls,
Agent Zidan.

But before I could arrest
the young man,

his family sent him off
to Spain,

where his behavior continued.

I knew he wouldn't stop, that
justice would never be done.

I hired Zev Solin.

That makes up
for everything else?

What about all
the missing protestors, huh?

My country was slipping
into chaos.

Extreme measures were necessary.

You took the lives of people.

People whose names
you didn't know,

people whose families
you've never faced.

What about the lives I saved?

Some of those youthful,
idealistic protesters?

They stole munitions
to blow up a school

then planned to blame the Army.

A school full of children.

Those protesters are dead.

But the children are alive
and I don't apologize for that.

Sometimes I had
to weigh the welfare of many

against the lives of few.

If you ever have to make
those kinds of decisions,

maybe, maybe you'll understand.

I know what I would do.

Maggie, what's up?

OA, Zev k*lled a man named
Barry Foster.

He's a nurse at Hope General.

- Jubal.
- Yup?

It's CCTV footage
from outside the hospital.

It's Zev Solin. He shaved his
head to look like Barry Foster.

That's from five minutes ago.

He's in the hospital.

Sit tight. These men are
gonna keep you company.

He's here, isn't he?

Lock the door. Don't open it
for anyone but me.

Okay, guys, listen up.

Zev Solin
is extremely dangerous.

Don't hesitate to use
lethal force.

I need two agents on
the protectee's door

and one at each end
of the hallway

to make sure no one besides
emergency personnel

gets on this floor.
Where's the transplant OR?

Why? El-Masri's not doing
surgery for another hour.

But Zev might case the area.

Six levels up. 10th floor.

The rest of us are gonna
go room to room

to clear this wing.

Thank you so much. Really.
I really appreciate everything.

Hey, see them?

She got a transplant,
and he's family to the donor.

- How do you know that?
- I saw that same scene.

My cousin got a kidney
transplant

and had to meet with
the donor's family.

I didn't even know
that was a thing.

Yeah, it was a big deal
for both of them.

Hmm.

FBI.

Put your hands up.

Turn around very slowly.

What's this all about?

I see him.

I see Zev. South hall
in the nurse's station.

Sorry.

Move in. Don't spook him.

Ma'am! Nurse, nurse!
Are you okay?

We need help!

Okay. You're okay.

Damn it.

All right, guys,
here's the good news.

The protectee is alive.

Zev made his move,
and we brushed him back.

I shouldn't have stopped.
I could've had him.

Well, he also knows
he can't go back there.

Search teams are working their
way out from the hospital

and we've got his face
plastered up

all over the state.

We will find this guy.

- Jubal?
- Yeah.

I was combing through
Karim's bank records

and I found something weird.
Weird how?

Well, outside
of his spending pattern,

two weeks ago he made
a cash deposit for $5,000.

That same day, he wrote a check
for $5,000 to Venture Holdings.

What's Venture Holdings?

Oh, it's a property
management company.

I called them and they said
Karim using the 5 grand

to rent an empty storefront
in White Plains.

Probably rented it for Zev.

Jubal, get SWAT
to meet us there.

Yeah.

One moment, please.
Agent Zidan?

I know this isn't over,
but thank you.

For keeping me alive.

Uhh!

FBI! FBI!

Split team right.

Stairwell?
Stairwell!

Clear!

Over here!

Somebody's been here.

There's wire, blasting caps.

Semtex.

A blueprint.

It's of Hope General.

He put a b*mb in the hospital.

b*mb Tech outside
initiating survey.

Agent Bell and Perkins,

meet Police Chief Bailey,
Fire Chief Sims.

Our local partners.
Hey. Hey, nice to meet you.

So where are we?

The team checked the entire
floor. There is no b*mb.

Does that mean
he didn't plant one?

No. He could've put it
somewhere else in the building.

Sir, this man brought down
an airplane to get his target.

What are you saying?
He's gonna take out

a whole hospital?

That's my worry.

I've got a civil engineer
on the way here

to try and figure out
where the device is planted.

Well, if he planted a b*mb,

how come it hasn't gone off yet?

Because if he sets it off now,

he'll trigger
a state-wide lockdown.

He's trying to get out.

The device is on a timer

or set to detonate remotely.

Either way, he's gonna get out
of the area first.

In the meantime, we have a
serious public safety issue

and we need a plan.

We have to evacuate
the hospital.

We can't.
You have surgeries going on,

patients that can't be moved.

Plus if word about a b*mb
gets out, it would cause panic.

And if he sees that,
he might set off the device.

We need to evacuate as many
people as we can quietly.

We need to come up with
a cover story.

Okay, uh, what if we say
there's a problem

with the ventilation system?

We're worried about
Legionnaire's disease.

I think it'd work.
I'll get on it.

Okay, great.

Hey, we got a hit on the BOLO.

Zev picked up a rental car

and State Police
just pulled him over.

We got live video here.
They're a mile

from the hospital.
Sir, put both hands

out the window slowly.
Contact state police.

Tell them not to let him touch
his cell phone.

If he dials,
he could set off the b*mb.

Let me see your hands!

Show me your hands!

He's got a w*apon!

Here in the parking garage.

This here? This is a major
load bearing piling.

If he wanted to bring down
the hospital,

where would he put the device?

That's all we need to know.

I'm working on it.

Yeah, I know.
It just got crazy.

- Where is he?
- Right here.

Get out.

FBI, I'm gonna need a minute.

You can't have one. He's
wounded, he needs treatment.

Get out!

Do you know what hospital
you're in, Zev?

Yeah, that one.

So unless you wanna die in here,

you tell me where
the b*mb is now.

They didn't find a cell phone
so they know it's on a timer.

Where is it?
How much time is left?

None.

None for you, none for me,
none for El-Masri.

You're gonna die for nothing.

Hmm? We moved El-Masri.
He isn't even here anymore

So tell me where the b*mb is.

Where is it?

You're lying.

You know how many people are
in this hospital? Huh?

It's over, Zev.
Where is the b*mb?

Tell me where it is!

I've learned two things
are necessary

for extracting the truth...

time and ruthlessness.

You have neither.

I'm not so sure.

Where is it?

OA, the engineer thinks
he knows where the b*mb is.

He thinks it may be set
to take out one

of these structural pillars.
Yeah, but which one?

- He wasn't sure.
- Bet it's the one

all the way at the end.
Why do you say that?

Well, the hospital's built
on a slope

that descends to
the west, right?

- I don't know. Is it?
- Yeah, it is.

And that one is furthest west.

So destroying it increases
the chance that the building

collapses and topples over.

Gravity at work.

Yeah, just... easy.

We're gonna need a b*mb tech.
Carla!

Yeah?

We got it.

Well, do you think
you can disarm this?

Let me see what I can do.

So this makes me think of
things I should've done.

Things I need to do
if we get out of here.

Anything you need to do?

Yeah.

- Is this... is that good?
- Yeah.

This should take care of it.

Wait, wait. Why... why is
the timer still going?

I didn't stop the timer.

I stopped the current
to the blasting cap.

Are you sure?

I am now.

Yeah, okay.

Yeah, that sounds good.
Okay. Thanks. Bye.

Who's that?

Long story.
How are you?

Just glad it's over.

- Yeah.
- How did it go with Perkins?

He's good. Yeah,
he's got a lot of potential.

I mean, almost as much
as my current partner.

About Zev.

What you saw in there,
that's not...

Hey, listen, you don't have
to explain yourself to me.

You want to get a drink?
I rotate out in 20.

I would, but I have plans.

Hot date?

Something like that. Yeah.
See you tomorrow.

Okay.

Agent Zidan.

I wanted to thank you
for everything

you and your team have done.

But the General is dead.

There was an acute rejection
of the heart.

Nothing they could do.

I'm sorry.

Are you?

I thought you'd be pleased.

I don't take back what I said

or excuse the horrible things
he's done.

But he was right
about one thing.

When it comes to weighing
the welfare many

against the lives of a few,
it's not that simple.

By the way, the General asked
me to look into your cousin.

There was an influenza outbreak
in Al Qanater prison.

She d*ed there in 2014.

So, uh, you're an FBI agent.

Yeah.

- Do you like it?
- Yeah, I love it.

Uh, what about you?
What do you do?

Oh, I'm an attorney.

A prosecutor at
the D.A.'s office.

That's great.

Um...

What was it like?

Before, I mean.

I was getting weaker by the day.

They told me I only had a month.

Maybe less.

So I packed up my stuff.
Said my goodbyes.

And then the phone rang.

The next day I had
a new, healthy heart.

Thanks to you and your husband.

I can't imagine
what this was like for you.

It was hard.

Uh, it still is.

Um...

When Jason was in a coma, I
prayed every day for a miracle.

But I knew.

I knew he wasn't
in there anymore.

So...

I let go.

I'm really glad to see some
good came of it, though.

- So am I.
- Yeah.

Here.

Thank you.
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