03x17 - Mum's the Word

[bunniefuu]

D Flawless, ten
carats, brilliant cut.

Conflict-free
from Botswana.

Such natural
perfection is rare.

It's stunning.

I'll take them all.

Since we first spoke, there
was a spike in the market.

It seems someone's been buying

these high-quality
stones in bulk.

Well, lucky we got
to them first.

Hmm...

It took quite an effort.

I had to reach
out to my contacts

all over Asia,
Amsterdam, New York.

There were even
some bidding wars.

Well... the price was set.
30 million.

The market is out
of my control.

Six million will cover
my unexpected costs.

I would urge you

not to break your word.

I trusted you.

Just like you
should trust

that I won't turn you
over to the authorities

for smuggling arms
for the Sun On Yee triad...

or to your wife
for the waitress

you're seeing on the side...
Nina, is it?

I mean, how would
little Rissa feel,

knowing that you cheated
on her mother?

Growing up with
a father in prison?

I mean, assuming, of course,

the Sun On Yee triad
don't get to you first.

Words are very powerful things

so I suggest you choose
your next ones carefully.

30 million.

Thank you for
your business.

Any problems?

Nothing a little
conversation couldn't fix.

Well done.

$300 million
in untraceable diamonds.

Better than cash.

I can't help but feel
like we're getting

the deal of the century
at this price.

Bruyere has no idea how
valuable his land really is.

But he will.

And when he does
he won't be happy.

So, how does it feel to be standing
on the right side of history?

It's good to have
you on board, Tom.

Let's go!

You're my best friend.

You should've cared
about me more.

I made a mistake.

This is the only relationship
I can have with you right now.

I'm in love with you.

I'm engaged.

Where was this
two years ago?

What?!

Understood.

This is Gali Grant from the U.S.
Attorney's Office.

She's gonna be helping us
with the Crawford case.

That is, if you have a case.
Tell me about this tip.

Our sources told us that
Crawford is meeting

Jean-Paul Bruyere
at a charity gala.

Bruyere plus Crawford
equals Crawford hashtag.

That hashtag means checkmate.

He's saying
"Crawford Checkmate."

And Bruyere is?

A corrupt businessman from
Belgium who's been suspected

of money laundering,
tax evasion, insider trading...

Suspected? So corrupt is more
of a theory at this point.

This meet could be the key to
catching Crawford in a criminal act.

Look, I get it.
You know Crawford's bad.

You know he financed Sandstorm and bought
off Hirst and has had many people k*lled.

But knowing these things
and proving them in court

are entirely separate matters.
You need evidence.

With all due respect,

we do know how
to build a case.

It's kind of what
we do around here.

I'm just saying, you
got a witness whose story

comes up short or a shaky chain
of custody, we're screwed.

So if this meeting
really is something,

it could be your only sh*t.
Don't blow it.

Well, she's a joy.

Yeah, well,
you guys heard her.

Weller, Jane, zero in
on Bruyere and Crawford.

Figure out what they could
want from each other.

Okay, so, what do we know
about Blake's gala?

Well, according to the
invitation, guests are

instructed to fly into
Dubrovnik, Croatia,

but it's all we know.

Blake does this every year
to keep the paparazzi away.

Once the guests arrive
at the designated airport,

they're then shuttled
to the top secret location.

All right, do whatever it takes
to find it.

Hey, look at this.

Bruyere declared himself
bankrupt four years ago.

Hey, we got your message.
Is everything okay?

I've been thinking
about what you said.

The more we work together,
the faster we get Crawford.

So, I dug around online,
went through my family's

cloud accounts,
my dad's calendar.

This is every snapshot,
travel itinerary,

and message that
has to do with Hank Crawford.

That's great.

We'll get our analysts
on that right away.

Wait, what do you mean?
You said "work together."

Where's the together part?

Look, I really
appreciate this.

But we are racing
the clock, chasing a lead

that could bring
Crawford down today.

So let me help!
That man is responsible

for my dad's death,
I know it.

It's too dangerous,
I'm sorry.

We're get our lab techs
on this immediately.

But right now there's
nothing more you can do.

Head back to the safe house.
We'll keep you posted.

Wait, why do you have
a picture of this yacht?

Do you know that yacht?

Know it? Two years ago I spent
most of spring break on it.

Are you sure?

Yeah, it's called "Sea-Duction"
I think I'd remember that.

I was with my parents,
the Crawfords,

and the couple
who owned it.

A couple?

That's Bruyere's boat.

We've got no record
of him having a wife.

Yeah, they
weren't exactly married.

Her name was Allison
or Ali something?

All I remember is my dad telling me to be
nice to them because they were important.

There was an Allison
on Patterson's

person of interest list, um...

Here...

That's her.

She used to be a redhead.

Allison Ornstein.

She flew into
Dubrovnik today.

And so that confirms
Roman's intel.

If she's going to the gala,
Bruyere probably is too.

We'll let you know
when we find out more.

This is so stupid.

Avery...

Look, Jane...

You're probably gonna
hate hearing this...

Do you remember when
I used to try to bench you

for your own safety
and how that felt?

If you don't loosen your grip,
you're gonna drive her away.

I don't want
her getting hurt.

I understand that.

But she's wired just like you.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Hey, you comin'?

What?

Are you avoiding me

- because of what happened?
- What? No!

You were late to the briefing
this morning, and now Patterson

texted us five minutes ago
and you're just sitting here.

I didn't get
a text message.

There must be something
wrong with my phone.

Well, that's weird, you're
not on the text chain.

Patterson's freezing you out.

That's like seventh grade
all over again.

Look, this is work.

Whatever personal stuff Patterson
has with you and Borden...

You can't blame her.

I'll handle it.

Patterson, what you got?

Uh, turns out Bruyere's
girlfriend, Allison Ornstein,

is also a known associate
to an elusive

t*rror1st leader
called "The Serpent."

What do we know about him?

That he's managed to stay
anonymous despite

being the mastermind
behind some of the deadliest

t*rror1st att*cks
in recent history.

Yeah, the Stockholm
su1c1de bombing,

the Taipei sarin att*ck.

They're both rumored
to be his handiwork.

So, what's Allison's
connection to him?

Well, according
to her CIA dossier,

she travels to the target
cities usually 48 hours

before The Serpent's
att*cks took place.

So she's his accomplice.

Any leads on
The Serpent's whereabouts?

No, the CIA trail
d*ed four years ago.

That's around the same time
Bruyere went bankrupt.

You think
there's a connection?

Seems awfully coincidental.

The Serpent goes dormant the
same time Bruyere goes broke.

The Serpent's terror group was suspected
of running camps in the Congo.

Bruyere has
land holdings there.

Bruyere's The Serpent,
it's gotta be him.

What the hell's Crawford
doing meeting with t*rrorists?

Whoa, I don't know but
he just liquidated

$300 million worth of assets.

What if Crawford is funding The
Serpent's next terror att*ck?

This has to be what
Roman meant by his text.

Bruyere plus Crawford
equals Checkmate.

This is our sh*t.
We take down

one of the world's most
dangerous t*rrorists.

And we take Crawford
down with him.

Any leads on Blake's gala?

Uh, I poked around Blake's usual
party planner, Ilana Isakow.

But she decided to go with someone
different this time around.

Someone with
a lot more security.

So, who's she using?

Uh, someone named
Vanessa Baker.

As in the Vanessa Baker?

You know her?

She wrote the holy grail
of wedding planning books.

At least, according to Meg.

Vanessa would
know the location,

who's attending,
all security protocols.

For sure, but she's built her
whole reputation on discretion.

Probably
why Blake went with her.

Come on, Patterson,
surely you can cr*ck

into some wedding
planner's hard drive?

Yeah, I need proximity
to her computer.

Ideally a spot
with public WiFi.

I could set up a router
to hijack the signal,

known as a pineapple hack.

Sounds delicious.

You two up for a little
bit of undercover work?

- I nominate you, groomzilla.
- Ahh.

You might get some free
tips for your wedding.

We could use more time to dig
into Crawford and Bruyere.

Right.

- Uh, guess that leaves you and me.
- Guess so.

Patterson, get us
on Vanessa's calendar ASAP.

Do whatever it takes, all right?

- Well, this is...
- Incredibly awkward.

I, I never would have...

Let's not talk
about this right now.

Head's up.

- You must Joe.
- Yes.

And Lee? Soon to be Epstein...

Thanks for fitting us in, Ms.
Baker.

Oh, please, call me Vanessa.

What I like to do

is really get to know a couple
before we work together.

Tell me about the first time

you realized you
had feelings for her.

Before that,
I would love to see

some of the photographs
from your website.

Right down to business.

We're gonna get along
great, you and me.

Yeah, there was one picture that
caught my eye in particular.

- The event at The Plaza.
- Ahh.

While she's looking, let's
get into the nitty-gritty.

Have you chosen
your best man yet?

I have, my best friend
who also happens to be a woman.

Well, that's a mistake.

I've done a lot of these.

Trust me, pick a guy otherwise
it gets real complicated.

Uh, Vanessa, what do you think
of a Roaring '20s theme?

I love a theme wedding.

Do you have any ideas
off the top of your head?

Model T's to take the guests

between the wedding venue
and the reception.

Prohibition-themed cocktails,
flappers serving hors d'oeuvres.

Sounds fun!

Can you tell us how
you handle security?

We have a number of pretty
high-profile guests.

I hand-select
my security specialists.

Most are former
m*llitary contractors.

You won't need to worry.

You two are going to make
gorgeous children.

How many kids
are you thinking?

Oh, you know what?
That is work and I have to go.

I totally understand.

Now that we've met,
I get the couple dynamic.

She's the driver,
you're the passenger.

Indeed, thank you, Vanessa.

So what did you get?

Vanessa's hard drive
was a gold mine.

For starters, I know
what Roman's been up to.

He's Head of Security
for Hank Crawford.

Goes by the name
of Tom Jakeman.

That's how he knows the
details to Blake's gala.

Yeah, and he's been
liaising with Vanessa,

setting up all the security
protocols for the event.

If that's true, he'll
definitely be there.

We can arrest Crawford,
Bruyere and Roman.

Okay, so, gala location.

It's at a secluded mansion
on the island of Korcula,

one of the Dalmatian Islands
off the coast of Croatia.

Nice, let's warm up the jet.

Crawford can't see us coming.

Because of Hirst, we need to
assume that he knows who we are.

Is anyone else worried that
this is one big Roman trap

we're about to walk into?

Crawford's about to put
a known t*rror1st back in play.

I mean, trap or no trap,
we have to stop Bruyere

before he can fund
another att*ck.

Kurt's right. If we get
eyes on that deal,

Crawford and Bruyere,
it's over for them.

And once it is,
we take down Roman.

Patterson, I want
you to figure out

every possible way
on and off that island.

We're not let this guy slip
out of our fingers again.

I'll get started on
backstopped identities, but...

Vanessa's security
protocols are intense.

It would be a lot easier to
sneak in if we already had

an inside man that
was cleared to be there.

Too bad we don't know
anybody on that invite list.

We do know someone.

Could've saved me a trip
back to the safe house.

So what's so urgent?

Uh, okay, so we
know that you and Blake

spent a lot of time
together in your childhood.

Well, we weren't best friends
but she looked out for me.

Kind of like a big sister

whenever our families
traveled together.

Why? What's that have
to do with anything?

Think you could score an invitation
to Blake's annual charity gala?

Sure, yeah, Blake tried to connect a
bunch of times after my father d*ed.

Avery, there's another
part to our plan.

We need you to attend the gala

to get the team
in through a back door.

Oh, like sneaking
into a movie. I'm in!

Avery, I wanna make sure you
understand what this could mean.

You may see Crawford
and Bruyere,

and there's a good chance
Roman will be there.

I'll be fine.
I can handle myself.

We will be guiding you with
the comms the whole way through.

And you will have a tracker
in case something goes wrong.

Lemme guess...
The tracker is your idea.

It's for your protection.

I'll stay with Zapata and Patterson.
We'll run point from here.

Actually, I think I should go.

You should have CIA presence.

Fine, Patterson, we'll get
you an alias, too.

But remember what Grant said.

We need hard evidence of a deal
between Bruyere and Crawford.

Anything less and these guys
will slip through our fingers.

So, we take down Bruyere
and Crawford first,

and then we move onto Roman.

Avery, you all right?

I'm fine.

Okay, Avery,
head to your right.

Now go through
the last door on the left.

Try not to be seen.

Keep going down the hall

until you get to a door
at the very end.

That's the one
you'll need to open for us.

It's blocked.

Okay, uh, let me try to find
another option, hang tight.

Wait, there's a window.
I think I can reach it.

No, Avery, don't.

Wait for Patterson.
If someone sees you...

Hey, what are you doing?!

What the hell do you think you're doing?
This is a restricted area.

I'm sorry... I, I... I just...

Tell him you were
being followed.

There was a guy...
he was following me.

I guess I took a wrong turn.

Okay, make him
empathize with you.

He's been eyeing me
since I got here.

I thought he was gonna hurt me
so I ran and he followed me.

I was just looking for
a way out, I panicked.

What did he look like?

Bald, pale, old, like 40.

Not old...
I know that's not old.

Older than me, I meant.

I'll alert the security team.

There's an elevator around
the corner to the right.

Take it up to the main floor
back to the party.

That's the safest
place to be.

Thank you so much.

Good thinking
under pressure.

Thanks for the assist.

You guys can get into
the window, I unlocked it.

Nice work.

We'll meet you
back in the van.

Time to head in.

On the main floor.
No sign of Crawford or Bruyere.

Or Roman.

Jane, 3:00.

Meet me at the bar.

I'm heading to the
surveillance room.

I'm glad you're here.

I know it's been
rough lately.

For what it's worth,

I understand why
you did what you did.

- Look, we don't have to...
- No, I'm just saying...

I've been in your shoes.

Forced to lie to the people
I care about the most.

But at the end of the day,
we're family.

Families forgive.

You forgave me when
I lied to you and the team.

Yeah, after I sh*t you.

And even then I didn't
like you for a while.

I don't know if
I deserve to be forgiven.

Everyone in position?

Yeah, uh, Weller,
Jane and Zapata

are in the building and...

Avery is in the van
with her detail.

Okay, now we wait.

So how long do you plan on cutting
Zapata out of our briefings?

I don't call Keaton
every time I have a lead.

Why should I call her?

Because she's a part
of this joint task force,

and we don't compartmentalize
information.

Oh, you mean the way
she kept the fact

that Borden was
still alive from us?

We don't know half the things
that she does with the CIA.

But she knows
everything we do.

Are you seriously telling me
you still trust her?

You're angry, I get it.
We all feel betrayed.

But we have to move on.

If this team is gonna function,
I'm gonna need you to work

with her the same way you
always have, understood?

- Hey, what are you doing here?
- I'm the new guy.

According to this invoice,

Vanessa had a very
large safe flown in.

Could be related to
Crawford and Bruyere's deal.

Might be where they're gonna keep
the goods they plan on trading.

Weller, uh, you got eyes
on the monitors?

We're looking for
a large room with a safe.

Copy that.

Okay... this is super not good.

Avery's detail just texted.
She slipped out of the van.

What?
How the hell did that happen?

I don't know, but it did.

What about her tracker?
Is it on?

The signal keeps going in and out,
there's some kind of interference.

I've got eyes on Crawford.

- Is he with Bruyere?
- No, it's a woman.

I haven't got a good angle.

It's Avery.

Avery? Can you hear me?

- Move away from Crawford now.
- She's not moving.

She's ignoring me.
I'm going in.

No, Crawford might
recognize you.

Jane, stand down.
Do you copy?

Jane, stop! Jane!

Weller, Zapata,
hold your positions.

We can't risk him
making all three of you.

I am so sorry
for your loss, Avery.

Your father was a good man.

Thanks.

I was hoping I'd get
a chance to see you again.

There were some things
I wanted to ask.

Of course, anything.

What do you know about
my dad's su1c1de?

Um...

To be honest, not much.

I was shocked and
I was saddened at the news.

I knew he was unhappy when you
let him go but I never really...

Uh, no, your father and I...

We agreed mutually that
it was time to part ways.

That's not how he told it.

Avery...
Avery, there you are.

Uh, I was wanting to introduce
you to some former colleagues.

Hank Crawford
and you are?

Lindsay Russo.

Lindsay and I worked
in Venezuela last year.

I started a microcredit
bank for women.

And Avery worked
for me over the summer.

Oh, well, then you should
meet my daughter, Blake.

She runs my charitable
organization.

And Blake's always
looking out for

new avenues
to empower women.

Oh, well hopefully,
I'll run into her.

Um, we should go,
my friends are waiting.

- It was nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

Hold on!

- Have you seen Blake?
- Not recently.

Okay, uh, this is Tom Jakeman.
He's my Head of Security.

And also my daughter's
boyfriend.

And Tom,
this is Lindsay Russo

and Avery Drabkin.

G'day, pleasure to meet you.

Avery's father was a loyal
employee of HCI Global.

He was a good friend.

Tom was it?

- So you're Blake's boyfriend?
- I am.

Any idea where she is?

She's gonna be thrilled
to see you.

You know what?
I think I saw her

talking to some
guests in the foyer.

Why don't you
ladies follow me.

You look good
as a blonde, sis.

And you clean up nice, too.

Compared to what, being
kidnapped and kept in a hole?

A necessary evil.

You used your own niece
to manipulate me.

You're gonna rot in prison,
you son of a...

Avery.

We gotta get Avery
off the floor.

She's a liability out there.

No, they're in it now.
This might be our chance

to figure out what the
hell Crawford's up to.

I know the circumstances
are a little awkward,

but it's nice to
see you two together again.

Give me one reason why I
shouldn't arrest you right now.

Because you're
not here for me.

You guys have
figured out by now

that Crawford is
a much bigger target.

He's a bigger player
than you can even imagine

and the only way you get him
is with my help.

These new tattoos, pitting us
against each other,

exposing Hirst,
this was all to catch one man?

What the hell did
he do to you?

Crawford's ruined
countless lives,

k*lled innocent people and...
he's just getting started.

That's it?

You suddenly you care
about other people?

There's gotta be more.

Now is not the time or place
to get into motives.

He needs to be stopped,
that's what matters.

Weller, Crawford's on the move.

I can see that.
There's no sign of Bruyere.

Are you guys
getting that static?

No, you're coming
in clear.

Must just be on my end.

Just got eyes on Blake. I'll keep
her away from Jane and Roman.

So you're dating Blake just
to get close to Crawford?

Using her like
you used us?

Or is she wrapped
up in this, too?

She has no idea what kind
of man her father is.

She's not a part of this.

She thinks your name is Tom
and you're Australian.

You've kind of made her
a part of it.

Why is Crawford
meeting with Bruyere?

He's buying land from him.

He bought $300 million

in untraceable diamonds
to make the purchase.

And why is the land
so important?

It doesn't matter.

Once he's arrested for dealing
with a known t*rror1st,

he won't be able
to use it anyway.

You guys did figure out
who Bruyere really is, right?

I'll look into the diamonds,
confirm his story.

Yeah, and figure out what
land he's talking about.

I can get you
evidence of the deal.

What kind of evidence?

The kind that puts
him away for good.

There's no way Crawford
squirms out of this one.

The deal is going down
in a secure room.

But you can get
your FBI cameras in there

and record the whole thing.

You think
he's telling the truth?

There's gotta be a catch.

So why do we need you?

You just gave
everything away.

It's uncanny... you sound
just like your mother.

Well, she's right.

What are you
not telling us?

Well, the room's outfitted
with an electromagnetic net

that blocks all audio
and video recording.

You control the net.

Cooperate and I'll turn it off,
allowing you to film everything.

But if you don't play nice...

You have a k*ll switch
that cuts our feed.

Sharp as always.

That's why you need me.

You can override
that, right?

Oh, sure, if I had a magic
machine that could tell

what kind of net he's using,
what frequency it is,

how he's wired it
and the ability

to teleport to Croatia,
not a problem.

So that's a strong maybe.

Are you okay?

Oh, my God...
you're Blake Crawford.

I'm so embarrassed.

This is your event.

Oh, please, I can't
count the number of times

that I've hid in the bathroom
at one of my own parties.

Oh, I'm sorry,
I'm Julie Paige.

I work for Tracy Zaslow

at the Friedman Foundation
for Clean Air.

Tracy, of course.

It's a pleasure
to meet you, Julie.

You know, I've been told

that I'm a pretty good
listener if you want to talk.

And if you don't want to spill
your guts to a total stranger,

I can also point out which bartender
makes the best Moscow Mules.

Just lost Zapata's signal.

Between Roman's net
and this old mansion's walls,

there's a lot of dead spots.

Well, get it back.

Crawford and Bruyere
will meet

during dinner
in the secure room.

Second Floor, Room Five.

When I see you approaching,
I'll unlock the door remotely.

And we should
trust you because...

Well, you know me, sis.

You really think I'd go
through all this trouble

just to k*ll you
and your little FBI team?

I think you've lost
sight of who you are, Tom.

That's a helluva thing
for you to say to me.

I know exactly who I am.

You're the one trying
to be someone else.

But you will always be Remi.

Whether you like it or not.

You're wrong,
Remi's dead.

I got the chance to start over,
and I chose this life

away from you, fighting for
what's right, protecting people.

Boy, did you ever drink
the Kurt Weller Kool-Aid.

The brother I loved,
the person I trusted

most in this world might've
made the same choice once.

But now he's gone.

I don't know who you are.

Well...

I guess you've got
a coin to flip then.

Dinner starts in 15 minutes.

Good luck.

You're just gonna
let him walk away?!

We're here for Crawford.

We lose sight of that,
we have nothing.

Crawford and Bruyere
first, then Roman.

We can get all three.

- How? We can't just...
- Yes, we can.

Your emotions are
clouding your judgment.

You nearly compromised the
entire op by ditching the van

and talking to Crawford
in the first place.

If it wasn't for me, none
of you would even be here.

Or have a way of following
Roman right now.

I slipped my tracker onto him
while you two were talking.

That was very dangerous.

- What would've happened if he...
- He didn't.

And now when he tries to get
away, he won't get very far.

All right...

- Avery, I just...
- Let me guess.

You're gonna tell me to go
sit in the van now, right?

I'll save you the trouble.

Any luck disabling
Roman's device?

I'm trying, I've got
the whole lab working on it,

and we're trying to jam
the signal remotely.

But at least his
tracker's working.

He's on the main floor.
Thank you, Avery.

You guys in yet?

Heading to
the secure room now.

You got eyes?

Nice and clear.

Crawford's
coming up the stairs.

You need to get out of there.

Gonna need a minute.

You've got half that.

- What's the problem?
- I lost the camera.

- Lift the frame.
- Okay, okay.

Here it is.

You got seconds.
Get out of there now.

We're out. Both
cameras in place.

We've got eyes and ears.
Well done.

Jean-Paul, this is
Kira Evans, my attorney.

Nice to see you
come out of retirement.

We're safe to talk here?

There is no place safer.

All right, this is it.

Hang on, we need this
exchange on camera.

So far no one's said or done
anything incriminating.

No one move until I say so.

Pardon the interruption.

He knows we're watching.

Why would he incriminate
himself? That makes no sense.

Unless he's changing
the plan.

What the hell
just happened?

We just got played.

What the hell
just happened?!

Roman just cut off our
feed with the k*ll switch.

But we did exactly
what he said!

Patterson, any luck
overriding the net?

I'm trying everything I can!

He changed his mind.

Why?

Crawford is the target.

But I need you and the FBI
if we're gonna bring him down.

Everything all right, Tom?

You look like you're going
to a funeral, not a gala.

Just thinking about
the last few months really.

How my life's changed.

It was nice meeting you,
Thomas Jakeman.

I think most people spend their
entire lives trying to be known.

But if you're lucky, you can
find someone who... who sees you.

Come and work for me.

You really took
a chance on me.

Believed in me.

I can't thank you enough.

My dad should
be thanking you.

Admit it, it feels
good to lean on Tom.

You don't look like you have
the weight of the world

on your shoulders
all the time.

You even smile once
in a while now.

Hmm...

Well, look, you got
good instincts, son.

And you can't teach that,
and I trust you.

And there is not many
people I can say that to.

I hope you don't

take this the wrong way,
but I had a conversation

with my personal doctor
about your condition.

The, uh, the headaches,
the fainting spell, the PTSD.

She recommended that
you reduce stress.

Now I know that that sounds
obvious, but she gave me

some techniques a few years
back that really helped me.

My dad used to be even more
intense if you can believe it.

Dr. Farshadi is amazing.

We can go together
if you want.

Yeah, and obviously
just tell us to shut up

if you feel like we're...

if you feel like
we're meddling.

We just want you to stick
around for a while.

'Cause you're family now.

No, you're not meddling.

Uh... I appreciate it
more than you know.

This is Tom Jakeman.

Give me one reason why I
shouldn't arrest you right now.

'Cause you're not here for me.

You nearly compromised
the entire op...

You're gonna tell me to go
sit in the van now, right?

I'll save you the trouble.

Avery? Avery?

Oh, my God!
It's really you.

Hey, thank you
for reaching out.

You know, I... I tried to
contact you after your dad...

I know, I had to get away.

I didn't really talk
to anybody for a while.

Avery, I'm so sorry.

How have you been?

Really good, uh,
graduated business school.

Went back to work for my dad.

You know, I want you
to sit with us at dinner.

Oh, um...

I was actually
just heading out.

I thought I was ready
but seeing everyone, it's...

It's just hard.

Reminds me of everyone
that's not here.

Of course.

Well, uh, please reach out
if you need anything, okay?

- It was so good to see you.
- You too.

Hey... You all right?

Yeah, I just... ran into this
girl I used to know, Avery.

Her dad used to work
for the company, but...

he committed
su1c1de last year.

And she'd already lost her mom
to cancer, it's, like...

the life's gone out of her,
she's got no one.

Hmm, that's awful.

It made me think of you...

Growing up without a support
system or a safety net.

What that must've been like.

Look, I promise...

you'll never be alone again.

Blake, uh...

The way you've
made me feel safe.

The way you've helped
my father's company...

I'd be lost without you now.

You bring out the best
in people, Tom.

- My dad, me...
- No... no.

You're wrong.
It's not me.

It's you... you...

You are an amazing woman.

All my life, I felt
like people wanted to

be my friend or date me
for all the wrong reasons.

You know, I taught myself
to always be on guard, but...

with you I can be
vulnerable... honest.

I love you so much.

I love you, too, Tom.

I can't imagine
life without you.

Well, you won't have to.

'Cause I'm not
going anywhere.

Oh, we should... we should head
in, dinner's about to start.

Uh, no, we need to find
your dad and Bruyere right now.

But won't that interrupt
their meeting?

Hopefully, I'll
explain on the way.

Pardon the interruption.
Mr. Bruyere?

Monsieur Jakeman?

Sir, a word?

What the
hell just happened?

What are you doing here?

The FBI is onto us.

What the hell are
you talking about?

I don't have time to explain.

You trust me, right?

Dad, listen to Tom.

Of course I do.

I need you to wrap this up
as quickly as possible.

I have a way out.

He changed his mind.

Why?

Does it matter? We just lost
our whole case on Crawford.

Très bon.

The tracker's still active.

We can still get Roman.

All right, let's gear up,
let's move.

Here's the deed
to the land, Hank.

We need to
go right now.

- Jean-Paul... it's a pleasure.
- Hank.

- Jean-Paul...
- Tom.

Follow me.

- They're gone.
- Where's Roman?

Hang on, I'm still
getting some interference.

Okay, here we go, he's downstairs,
headed to the South Atrium...

Uh, sending you
an intercept route now!

Copy.

Okay, he's right
outside the kitchen!

Stay calm.
He's passed the group.

FBI!

Patterson!
Roman's not here!

What? But he's close.

Can you get
across the atrium?

We can't get to him.

We need to get behind them.

All right,
you girls, go, go!

Where the hell
is Roman, Patterson?

I thought you were following
his tracker.

I am, it puts
him right there.

You're literally standing
right on top of him.

Roman found the tracker.

- Jean-Paul...
- Tom.

Let's set up roadblocks.

Keep every ferry from
leaving the island.

That's not gonna stop them,
they're airborne.

We didn't arrest Crawford.

But you just took out one of the
world's deadliest t*rrorists

before he could
become active again.

Good work.

I'll be in touch.

We were so damn close.

It doesn't add up.

Roman comes up with an elaborate
plan for us to arrest Crawford.

He even gets us
into the room.

Only to make
a complete 180.

Why jam us up
at the last minute?

'Cause that's what he does.

He manipulates us,
wastes our resources...

He's trying to show us
that he's in control again.

I don't think so.

Take a look at this.

I think he realized
what he'd be giving up

if he took Crawford down.

He may have been using Blake,

but I think he actually
cared about her, too.

So what? You're saying
he did it for love?

And family, the two
things he never had.

If he's fully on-side
with Blake and her father,

he's just aligned himself
with one of the most

powerful and dangerous
criminals in the world.

Looks like Roman
won't be helping us

with any more tattoos.

How the hell did
the FBI get onto this?

Maybe they realized Bruyere was a
criminal, and they've been tracking him.

But what are you
talking about?

JP is a criminal?
Dad?!

Blake, you don't need to be
a part of this conversation.

You knew this
and didn't tell me?

Oh, and of course you knew,
everyone but me.

Dad, why would you make a deal
with someone like that?

This could
compromise everything!

The company, our reputation,
our lives!

This land is important.
It had to be done.

I'm getting a drink.

How did you know
the FBI was coming?

Why would I betray you, only to
save you at the last minute?

I don't know.
To secure our trust?

Bruyere is dead now
and you're not.

Because I got us out.

So what do we do now?

We lay low until this
FBI situation is resolved.

I will take
care of the FBI.

You were supposed to take care
of the FBI and you didn't.

We've got Bruyere's land.

We need to set
the plan in motion.

Before anything
else goes wrong.

- Hey...
- Hey.

I've been thinking about
the other night and...

- I shouldn't have left so abruptly.
- Uh...

You don't have
to apologize, I do.

If I could go back
in time... I would.

So, why don't
we just do that?

Let's rewind, pretend
it didn't happen.

We can't, we both know that.

Tasha...

You're my best friend.
I don't wanna lose you.

I can't go to your
wedding, Reade.

I can't be your best man.

Tasha?

I'm sorry.

What am I supposed
to tell Meg?

The truth.

She deserves it.

You think
we'll ever get them?

Yeah, I do.

I need to apologize
for yesterday.

Which part?

You're not gonna make
this easy on me, are you?

Not a chance.

I missed out on
18 years of your life.

And the thought of anything
happening to you again...

I'm okay.

I'll be okay.

I live in a safe house with
two FBI agents guarding my door.

They write up
a report if I sneeze.

All right, so who's ready for me
to try these vegan burgers

you girls have been
raving about? Hmm?

Just don't expect it to taste
like meat and you'll love it.

I want everything
to taste like meat.

Or chocolate.
You wouldn't mind

if everything
tastes like chocolate.

There's a woman
that knows me.

- That's why I love you.
- Hmm.

- I am making a mess over here.
- What is this?

Remi's dead.

I got the chance
to start over,

and I chose
this life away from you.