Tom Welling, Brandon Routh, Henry Cavill, Tyler Hoechlin.
Okay, now from best to worst.
Christopher Reeve, Tom Welling...
I'm back. Sorry for the delay.
Where were we?
I don't wanna do more magazine quizzes.
Come on, just a few more questions.
Why are you so determined on distracting me?
Well, there's a small issue with the Great Dane.
Exactly how bad is your heart condition?
Emma and I, we gotta track down the MNR.
Aldon, Roo, you find the Dane,
fly him back to prison, and swap him out for Barry.
Only 45 minutes to head count. We gotta steal a car and hit it.
Officer Brunner?
- Yes. - Yeah.
DOD rushed satellite tracking of the reactor's nuclear signature.
It pinged 12 miles east of your location.
- Sending coordinates now. - Copy that.
Here's the search perimeter.
He doesn't have an ID, so he won't go to the airport.
Seaport's a no-go. He'd need money to buy a stowaway slot.
There's no chance we're finding that toe-blasting bastard by sunrise.
Just call in the NIS already.
You really wanna flag the Greek government
that we smuggled a nuclear reactor onto their soil?
You're just scared of your ex.
She sang me the entire Mamma Mia! soundtrack on my voicemail.
I'll play it. It's 57 minutes.
I love crazy women. Can you give her my number?
Good call on the seaport. I get motion sickness.
Whoa!
It's just a teddy.
We thought you were cool, Dane.
I am cool. It's just I knew I was going back to prison again.
No way you'd leave Barry in danger,
and I'd already set up the meet, so you guys would figure it out, so I ran.
Then it hit me, what kind of life is that for my family?
To be a fugitive from NIS and Interpol and CIA?
Better to go back and finish my sentence than curse my son with a life on the lam.
I can get anything I want in prison.
Oddly enough, the only thing I can't get
is a teddy bear that doesn't have a glory hole cut out the bottom.
Maybe you could just give that to my son.
Be happy to.
My empathy for you died with my toe.
Now come on, you're going back to Turkey, turkey.
I read this thing about a doctor
that regrew a guy's penis on the guy's arm.
- Maybe you could grow your-- - I'm gonna kill him.
Good news, they found the Dane.
They're on their way.
They better hurry 'cause inspection just started.
There it is, end of the street.
Tina, what's the intel?
Address has SARs on everything,
from stolen cars to stolen guns to stolen people.
It is bad mama-jama territory.
- Be careful. - Backup's on the way.
Just gotta steal a car first.
Boro's meeting in 30.
- We gotta go in there now. - Copy.
Emma, be safe.
I'm good.
Sure seem concerned about my daughter's safety.
What?
Comms. Static.
Everyone is gonna be strapped inside. I'm point.
Your AOR is behind and right,
and mine is ahead and left.
But watch your six.
Remember that time we sang "Teddy Bear Picnic"
at the father-daughter talent show?
- Yeah. - That was harder than this'll be.
Let's fuck 'em up, Dad.
Maybe it's a computer.
Or part of a rocket or something.
Oh shit!
♪ If you go down to the woods today, You'd better go in disguise ♪
♪ For every bear that ever there was ♪
♪ Today's the day The teddy bears have their picnic ♪
♪ That's the way The teddy bears have their picnic ♪
♪ Picnic time for teddy bears ♪
♪ To have a lovely time today ♪
♪ Watch them, catch them unawares ♪
♪ And see them picnic on their holiday ♪
♪ If you're dancing Through the woods today ♪
♪ You'd better not go alone ♪
♪ It's lovely down in the woods today But safer to stay at home ♪
♪ For every bear that ever there was ♪
♪ Will gather there for certain because ♪
♪ Today's the day the teddy bears... ♪
- Are you okay? - All in one piece.
So is this.
Aldon, we got the package. Coming to pick you up for the meet.
I don't think the idea's gonna fly of Aldon posing as Dane's personal valet.
I mean, I know Boro well enough
that if he doesn't see a dude showing up that looks like Zach Galifianakis,
he's gonna drive right by.
We gotta prove to him
- that the Great Dane is there.
Hey.
You kinda look like someone I know.
All right.
Hurry up because if anything happens to Barry,
I will get you transferred to an even worse Turkish prison.
The one with no windows that only gets Showtime.
Understood.
But first... I want you to have this.
I got it at the sundry store where I found the teddy.
It goes on your piggies and strengthens the toes you have left.
Wow, I don't even know what to say.
It's fine.
Are you shitting me?
You think you can win me back with an impulse CVS buy?
Get in the vent.
I'm gonna hesitate next time I think of buying you a gift.
Get in the vent.
Keep it together.
Mr. Polonia.
- Right on schedule. - Who the hell are you?
Emissary of our friend, the Dane.
His test results are pending,
so he's keeping his distance for your safety and his.
If he got his most elite client sick, he'd be ruined.
Never seen the Dane so tan.
Greek beaches, am I right?
Great Dane, my friend,
when you're feeling better,
how about we party again like old times, eh?
Fire some...
finger guns.
Those are jazz hands!
Finger guns!
That's my Dane. You madman.
What's wrong with him?
Your father-in-law's stupid crack wax isn't holding his wound shut.
He's bleeding.
Don't open the box!
Dad.
Aldon, we're on our way.
I got it handled. Get Boro.
Shit, he's all over the place.
Let's see what you got, big'un.
Tina,
I want you to know...
- You're not the Great Dane. - I know, right?
Why won't you go down?
- Oh no!
No. Oh God. Dick on my face.
What?
Diana?
♪ Mamma Mia ♪
♪ Here I go again ♪
♪ My, my, how can I resist you? ♪
- Called it.
Shoot him in the calf. We got to find out who his buyers are.
- See?
Just like the girl from the prom.
Boro passed out on animal tranqs,
Jenny Pepperman drank two Michelob Lights and rode her bike into Willow Pond.
Exactly.
- White Lotus!
Don't molest the dead. It's gross.
- I didn't mean to. - Relax.
It's not like anyone's gonna miss Old Cavity-Search Constantine.
Hurry up and get that body up here.
I'll hide it behind the vent near Cyrus the Cannibal's cell.
We are gonna have to take a couple bites out of him just to sell it.
I'm joking.
But we will have to fit that large man through this small hole.
Tina...
I haven't been completely honest with you.
When I said I wanted to impress you because you were new on the team,
that was a lie.
I wanted to impress you because I...
like you.
And the problem is, I'm not the most impressive guy.
I'm a mediocre oboist
who's auditioned for Wheel of Fortune four times and never been picked.
Despite that, I was wondering
if maybe when we get back,
you wanna go on a date with me.
I... thought you'd never ask.
I'll see you when you get back. And Barry, Pat Sajak's a dick.
I know you were really scared today.
I wanted to be brave, but, you know,
Turkish prison.
You don't understand what I'm saying. And who is braver?
The guy that does something that he's not scared of,
or the guy that is scared of something and does it anyway?
You were badass today.
I'm proud of you.
Thanks, Luke.
What's that smell?
White Lotus by Elizabeth DuVray.
- It ruins the moment.
- How's the prisoner? - Roo just showed him her toe.
Pretty sure that violates the Geneva Convention.
- That ape banged you up pretty good. - No, no, no.
It's just a strained rotator cuff.
Used to happen all the time when I played ball.
Just gotta tough it out.
You should put some ice on it.
- Now. - Yes, sir.
Okay.
Great. Good thinking.
♪ If you go down to the woods today ♪
- ♪ You're sure of a big surprise ♪ -
- We should have won that talent contest.
Rachel Dunlop with her stupid magician father?
- Such bullshit. - Your mother was really mad.
Her getting up and booing when they got the trophy.
You asked before if I would have taken a desk job... to keep your mother.
I should have taken a desk job.
I should have scrubbed toilets. I should have dug ditches.
I should have done anything... to hold on to your mother.
Would you do the same for Carter?
I won't have to.
I'm not gonna make the same mistake as you and Mom.
I don't wanna hurt him.
Remember when you were little and you gave Oscar a piggyback,
and he fell and started crying and screaming,
and the doctor asked me to hold him down while he's putting the stitches in him?
I couldn't do it.
I couldn't stand the idea of hurting him,
so I sat in the car while your mother did it.
Oscar called her "Mean Mama" for a week.
Pain is part of love.
Barry went to prison for Tina, and he just likes her.
And the Dane went back to prison because he loves his son.
It broke my heart when your mom and I got divorced.
She didn't wanna divorce you. She just wanted a present husband.
And I couldn't be that.
So...
I let the marriage go.
For her.
And if you love Carter, you would do exactly the same thing.
The longer you drag it on, the more you're gonna hurt him.
It's just my opinion.
But I know...
it is your decision.
- Oh.
- Is Boro talking yet? - No.
But right now I'm more concerned with why my top operative
thought it was a good idea to hire his ex at his cover job.
- You know? - I'm a regional CIA director.
I know your milk's gone bad before you do.
I also know Tally's been poking around Merry Fitness' paperwork.
Tally was trying to get a job,
and I'm trying to win her back.
So, um, I know it was not a smart idea.
No, it wasn't.
But we may be in the clear. Seems she's stopped digging.
I'm not so sure about that.
We have to talk.
Before you say anything, let me explain to you--
It's Romi.
She's sick.
I don't know, some kind of adverse reaction to the chemo.
She's gonna need bone marrow sooner than we thought.
I hate that I wasn't a match.
- How's your donor drive idea? - I talked to the superintendent.
He hasn't gotten back to me yet.
Um, I do know that they tend to worry about liability issues with these things.
A child is dying.
I know. I told him it was for my niece.
I begged him. Said he had to talk to the lawyers.
Look, if your school district got behind this,
we could reach 10,000 people in a day.
I swear to you, I am doing the best I can.
Okay, look, I gotta take another call. Just get it done.
I will do my best.
- I... I love you--
H-- Hello?
Hi, Kyle.
I'm Samantha.
- Wh... What the hell is this? - Hi, Kyle.
Oh, I get it.
You're her old man, but you can't raise the kickstand anymore,
so now you just like to watch?
We're here about Sandy Yoon.
The woman you knocked up and ghosted.
Okay, in my defense, the condom broke.
It's not my fault the chick kept the kid.
She's not some chick.
She's my daughter-in-law and the mother of my grandchild.
Her name is Romi, and she has leukemia.
She needs bone marrow. You might be a match.
Hey, even if she's not lying and I was this kid's dad--
No, my son is her dad.
He's been Romi's father since he met Sandy,
eight months pregnant and alone,
crying in the romance section of a bookstore, thanks to you.
You're just a sperm donor.
Now you're gonna be responsible for the first time in your life,
and you're gonna help my granddaughter.
And my niece.
And my grandniece.
Thanks, Kyle.
I'll get this to the lab.
We're gonna let you know if you're a match.
Before we begin,
I've just been informed, unfortunately,
no one in this regional branch is a match for Romi.
But I've personally reached out across the agency.
We're getting more swabs as we speak.
Thank you very much, Director. I appreciate your support.
Now, let's focus on Boro.
Boo!
That guy sucks.
As an enemy combatant,
Mr. Polonia has no rights under the Geneva Convention.
Technically, since he's in transit, we could hold him indefinitely.
Boro has ties with multiple terrorist groups
interested in purchasing his weapons,
from the Middle East, to the Far East, to right here at home.
He's sitting on a trove of intel,
and we need to do whatever it takes to mine it.
As such, I've submitted a request to the DOJ
to employ enhanced interrogation techniques.
We're awaiting a PDD.
- You down with PDD? - Yeah, you know me.
Presidential Decision Directive for authorization for torture?
That's a line that government should never cross.
Is that why you're against it, or is it 'cause it'd be used against Boro?
What does that mean?
I'm just saying, you paid for his school, you looked after him from afar...
I mean... you have a soft spot.
That's ridiculous.
He was a kid that needed help. That's it and that's all.
He was, and now he's a dangerous man with dangerous friends.
I say we turn the screws on him.
It's always easy to support torture
when you haven't seen it from five feet away like I have.
I agree with your dad, Emma. There are parameters.
In the canon of most superheroes, they only torture as a last resort.
Oh, ixnay on the nerd itshay.
I agree with Luke.
I think there are better ways to get info out of someone.
You gonna honeypot Boro?
I'm just saying, you don't run headfirst into torture.
It's a big step.
I spent months on this guy's compound. I know him better than anyone here.
Boro only understands violence.
So let's give it to him.
It physically pains me to say this,
but Princess Emma's right.
This dickbag tried to kill almost everyone in this room.
How are Covergirl and I the only one with balls in here?
Well, the point is moot till we get that PDD.
In the meantime, I'm putting Carlson on standby.
Carlson? Ooh, that guy be creepy.
Excuse me, sir. Excuse me. You didn't corral your cart.
- Carts go in the cart corral. - What?
Your cart rolled off and it dinged my PT Cruiser.
Piss off.
Boy, that just creams my corn.
Yello. Norm Carlson here.
Outstanding.
Yeah, I just re-upped on supplies too.
Look at this.
A reunion.
Me, Finn, Danielle,
whatever your real names are.
I invited you into my home,
clothed you, fed you.
And you, Finn, I never once lied to you,
not even when I said I loved you.
I looked up to you,
and you kill my only living parent.
Now you chain me up.
Tell me, who's the bad guy?
The one selling nukes to terrorists?
- Now listen to me, Bengal-- - Don't "Bengal" me.
Let me ask you something.
Did you ever care for me at all?
Or were you just acting to curry favor with my father?
And once you killed him,
you took care of things for me out of guilt to assuage your conscience.
I cared for you then, and I care for you now.
That's why I'm trying to tell you
that there's a man coming to inflict tremendous pain on you.
Pain unimaginable,
using methods that slide through the tiniest loopholes in our legal system.
I'm fighting to stop that.
And I'm cheering for it like it's homecoming.
I don't care if a Ginsu knife salesman
shoves his entire sample case up your ass to get you to talk.
Danielle, bring it down a notch, okay?
Listen to the man, Dani.
I am a shark.
You caught a shark. Good for you.
But play my way,
and I can catch you many blue whales
who all wanna get their fins on my suitcase bomb.
The auction is in stasis.
One signal from me, I could lead them all right to you.
What are the conditions?
Captivity on my terms.
House arrest in Bora Bora,
assets remain untouched.
A waterproof ankle bracelet for dips in the ocean.
Still a prison,
just surrounded by white sands instead of iron bars.
And... when we say no?
My buyers are off in the wind, get their nukes elsewhere,
and you have countless deaths on your hands.
You'll be lucky if we get you a six-by-eight in Leavenworth.
We will consider it.
Come.
Hey. What are you thinking? We're not making a deal with him.
Kyle is a match.
Creamer. We need creamer.
Yes.
Your mother's freaking out.
You don't look too good either.
Well, I got a sick kid and a frantic wife at the hospital.
- What if he says no? - He's gonna say yes.
What if he wants to see Romi or wants visitation?
What if... he wants custody?
Romi is your daughter.
Get your act together and calm down. You hear me?
I'm gonna help Mom in the kitchen.
Sissy.
Sorry I'm late.
- Oh, hey. - Oh.
Emma, Barry, Luke.
- Bean dip. - Yeah.
Thanks very much. Very kind of you to drop this off.
No, hold on. I was invited to be here.
You must be confused because this is family only.
- Barry's here. - Well, Barry's family.
Damn straight.
- What's going on? - He's just dropping off bean dip.
No, no, no, no. I invited Donnie here for support.
I don't want Kyle to feel like he's walking into a buzz saw
with all the people around here.
It's on a need-to-be-here basis.
Okay, Luke, please.
How do we even explain Donald's relationship to Romi?
- Mom's husband's mother's boyfriend? - I'll take care of it.
Tally, it's fine. I don't wanna make a difficult situation worse.
I'll be the bigger man and go.
- Can you walk me out? - Sure.
- I'll, um, call you tomorrow. - Yeah.
You must be Kyle.
Yeah. Hi.
Do the right thing.
Kyle, hi.
It's nice to meet you.
Please come in.
- I'll do it. - Thank you.
But... my buddy's a doctor, and he told me there's risks.
Infection, nerve damage...
My livelihood could be impacted,
so I think it's only fair that we discuss cost.
Our insurance covers everything.
I don't mean the cost of the procedure.
I mean... my cost.
Missed work, recovery time--
- How much? - Hundred fifty thousand.
We can't afford that.
Mm. Pretty nice house. You got a couple cars in the driveway.
You can figure it out.
I'm not gonna risk my life for nothing just to save some kid I've never even met.
- You sneaky son of a bitch. - Emma.
He doesn't give a shit about Romi. He's doing this for a payday.
Emma, you hit him, he walks out that door, and Romi doesn't get what she needs.
Think it over. You have my number,
and you have my number.
What just happened?
- Oh, now you talk. - What does that mean?
Your kid is sick, and you stand there and say nothing.
- Emma, that's not helpful. - Dad told me to stay calm.
Who are you to talk to me like that? You don't have a child.
You don't know what I'm going through. Just shut up, Emma.
- Don't talk to your sister like that. - Of course you stick up for her.
She's the son you always wanted.
He's gonna be okay.
Luke, you're gonna have to sell your ship.
It won't fetch the kind of money he wants.
- Really? - It could take months to find a buyer.
What about a second mortgage?
- We already took one out years ago. - Oh.
What are we gonna do?
Don't worry.
I'm not gonna let anything happen to our granddaughter.
I promise.
Okay.
Oh my God.
What's a kindergartener doing with a six-figure uncut diamond?
This is just a little souvenir from Antwerp.
I felt bad that I missed her recital.
Antwerp? Is that a conflict diamond?
If you call killing a bunch of guys in a warehouse a conflict.
I mean, It's no big deal.
It's no different than me getting you the necklace for graduation.
You mean for missing my graduation?
Because all your gifts were apologies for you being gone.
I see what this is all about.
You wanted to go after Boro, you wanted to kick Kyle's ass,
and you couldn't do either, so you're pissed off at me.
You could not be more off base.
I feel bad for you.
All the mistakes you made with Oscar and me,
you're making the same ones with Romi, and you don't even realize it.
God forbid something happens to her, and you'll--
You'll have blown your second chance at getting it right.
Hey, hey! Look what I got.
Found it at a tag sale.
I was looking for something to cheer Romi up.
A rocking horse? Carter, the kid can barely lift her head off her pillow.
I know, it's just for when she's better.
- Are you okay? - Not really.
You said you'd do a donor drive, not... not do arts and crafts.
Okay. I-- Wow.
Um, I really thought you said Kyle was a match.
I never said he'd donate, and now he won't until we pay him.
I didn't know that.
It's fine. We'll-- I will make some more calls.
I'm spinning a million plates,
and I just asked you to handle this one thing.
Okay. Okay, okay. Look, look.
Em, you are somebody who likes to control everything.
From academics, to your career,
to picking a handsome fiancé who just kind of goes with the flow.
I think you're having a hard time
with the fact that you can't control Romi's illness.
So why don't you... stain this horse with me
and just take five minutes to think about something else?
Right.
Yeah, okay.
'Cause the one thing every sick child wants is a toy from the Renaissance.
I was just looking for someone who could lighten my load a little bit.
No, no. Wait, Emma--
Nice to meet you, Mr. Polonia.
Name's Norm.
That art store has so many things and so many aisles.
I had a dickens of a time finding the right glitter glue.
Someone should make an app for that.
Norwegian krumkakers.
My mormor's recipe.
Let me know if you want me to pop one in your mouth for ya.
Suit yourself.
This... is worth $300,000.
All you have to do is go to the hospital, take some tests, make a donation,
and this is yours.
I'm gonna walk into that jewelry store over there.
Guy says it's real...
you got a deal.
Oh, no backsies.
If you say yes,
the doctors are gonna set everything in motion,
and they're gonna kill Romi's immune system.
If she doesn't get a donation within the next 24 hours, she'll die,
and so will you.
I know. Nothing's gonna happen to the kid.
I knew we could trust you.
I know this looks pretty,
but there's a unique blend of bonding agents to these art supplies.
They're gonna feel like a line of fire ants
marching right up your ding dong.
Now let's get those slacks off.
Stop. We're pulling the plug.
I have a 24-hour cancellation policy.
You will be paid in full.
Boro,
let's cut a deal.
- What the hell? - An extradition order came down from OFAC.
We lose custody of Boro in 48 hours. I have to make a deal.
This is horseshit! Tell OFAC to O-fuck themselves.
See, I don't get the luxury of flying off the handle,
being unprofessional,
and cursing at my superiors when I don't get what I want.
We have him right in that room. You can't--
It is not your place to tell me what I can and cannot do, Officer Brunner.
And let me be clear,
you raise your voice again to me in my building,
you'll have a choice between tech support and unemployment.
Am I clear?
Yeah.
You okay?
What the hell is the Office of Foreign Assets Control doing
sending a South American terrorist
that was arrested by Americans in Greece
to Zimbabwe, of all places?
Boro supplied the explosives
that were used in a terrorist attack in Harare four years ago.
There's enough corruption there.
He will most likely buy his way out of incarceration within weeks.
But the US wants to play nice with the Zimbabwe government
to access lithium mines in the Masvingo Province.
It's always about money, isn't it?
If we want Boro's buyers, there's no time to waste.
He will cooperate if we agree
never to prosecute him for crimes, known and unknown,
prior to the date of the agreement.
So if we discover that he blew up an orphanage a year ago,
we couldn't touch him?
Correct.
But we don't have to tell him about the extradition order to Zimbabwe.
Once his African pals drop all the charges against him, he'll be a free man.
Free to continue business as usual.
Free to be nailed for whatever twisted nonsense he gets up to next.
All right, it's not perfect,
but I'm trying to turn chickenshit into chicken salad here.
Maybe you can explain that to your daughter.
Emma's having a real tough day.
She's so pissed about Boro and very upset about Romi.
Not an excuse.
I'm telling you as her senior officer, not as her father,
keep her in line.
Understood.
But I hope that you know how good she really is.
She's invaluable to the team.
She's a quick problem-solver. She has guts. She has great instincts,
and I'm saying that as a senior officer and as her father.
Thank you for the evaluation.
You're welcome.
And... thank you for being on my side,
eighty-sixing the torture.
Oh, I didn't take anybody's side.
Frankly, I'm the only one in this building
who's earned the right to have an opinion on torture.
This was not an IED, was it?
Whatever they did to you, you obviously withstood it.
You did your duty.
Whatever happened to you is your business,
but this conversation... never took place.
Thank you.
I'll owe you one.
Steak from Mastro's, milkshake from Bob's Big Boy.
Now, talk.
Uh, the buyers and I communicate via an encrypted dark web message board.
They're pinged once I upload an authentication video
of myself with the bomb to prove it's operational.
How do you prove it's operational?
State-sponsored satellite,
one of America's many enemies, one of my many allies.
It can trace the bomb's unique nuclear signature
and send verification to the buyers.
All I need is my weapon.
Your suitcase nuke has been disarmed,
but it still has active nuclear material.
But we won't allow an enemy to ping our HQ.
- We shoot the video off-site. - Fine by me.
Once the video is online,
interested buyers will confirm with ice cube emojis,
indicating everything's cool.
You track their IP addresses, exact locations, commence raids.
I promised you whales.
My customer list
is a who's who of the world's baddest leviathans.
I'm sorry that you turned out this way.
I turned out this way... because you killed Omar Polonia.
He was a dangerous man.
But by killing him, I deprived a little sweet boy of his father.
I thought I could fill that space with peanut brittle and gifts
and sending you to school,
but every kid needs a father figure there.
So quality time with you would've made me a different man?
Quality time is a lie peddled by busy parents to alleviate guilt.
It's quantity time that counts.
So you're there for the wounded knees, and doing science projects,
falling asleep watching cartoons together.
I'm sorry I deprived you of all of these wonderful things.
Do you regret killing my father?
No, but I regret what it did to you.
- I still think this deal's a mistake. - I know.
That's why I want you to sit this one out.
Go to the hospital and support the family. They need you there.
Plus, you're too upset and distracted right now to be in the field.
I've been working Boro for months.
What did you tell me about choosing work over family?
It's too late for me, but not for you.
Take Aldon with you to the hospital.
Aldon, get your shoulder checked.
Injured, you're no good to me.
Yes, sir.
And Roo and I, we're gonna take Boro upstate.
Oh yeah. Tag team back again.
Keep me updated, okay?
Yeah.
- Come. - All right.
Okay, Boro, time for your close-up.
As soon as this video is posted,
our source will confirm that this device contains legitimate nuclear material.
Interested parties, you know the drill.
Bonne chance.
Okay, the video will be uploaded to the darkest of the web in a minute.
What's going on?
Kyle flaked. No one can find him.
I knew that SOB couldn't be trusted.
Get in touch with Ops. They know where he is.
Okay.
Now, Emma, just be smart with the way you handle him.
Just keep your cool. We still need his help.
Yeah.
Fuck.
Director, Boro's video is live to the underworld.
We'll be tracking scumbags in no time.
Copy that.
Dot's on her way.
What's up with Kyle?
Got him.
Car's parked at a bar in Chappaqua.
The Roundabout.
- That's where we met him. - Thank you, Tina.
Jeez, little girl's dying, this guy's pounding brewskies?
Just drive faster.
Hey, uh, just wanted to say thanks for helping us track Kyle,
and sorry for pushing our second date.
Second?
First one only lasted two bites of pizza before we got the call about Romi.
But if I say our second date, it moves things forward.
And I, uh... want things to move forward.
Same.
Whenever you're ready for date número dos,
you know where I'll be.
Ice cube in Yemen.
Everything's cool in Syria.
- You're in the wrong place. - Shit.
My father gave you something valuable.
Now you have to give something valuable to us.
Actually, I don't have to do anything, okay?
Hey, man, kudos for getting those tests done. Takes guts.
But I'm guessing once the docs listed
the cover-their-ass, one-in-a-million procedure risk,
it got too real, and you ran.
And there's no shame in that, man. You're human.
But that kid is your responsibility--
I'm just a sperm donor, like her pop said.
And as such, I'm under no legal obligation to follow through.
My buddy did two years at Touro Law School and he told me so, so...
Oh, what'd your buddy say about stealing diamonds?
That possession is nine-tenths of the law.
- Oh. - Look, I'm planted here, okay?
What you gonna do about it?
I'm gonna strike your Adam's apple, making it impossible for you to talk.
Your head'll drop instinctively,
and we'll drag you out of here like you're our buddy on a breakup bender.
In 30 seconds, you'll be in the trunk of our car,
in five, you'll be wishing you'd come voluntarily,
and in two, I'm hitting ya.
Oh, you mean business, huh, sweetheart?
- Okay, here we go.
Oh, sorry, folks.
Girlfriend dumped him tonight, huh? One too many.
There we go.
- Sending coordinates in Mukalla. - Ditto for Damascus.
Units from Al-Tanf and Lemonnier are incoming.
SEALs have landed in Islamabad.
- Hold until all units are in place.
What's going on?
- We picked up our friend.
He's still a little hesitant.
- Hey, let me out of here! - Uh...
Just figured a... a workout might clear his mind.
Bringing in a personal trainer.
Norm?
It's your call.
I trust your instincts.
- Thank you.
Goddamn, let me out!
- Brunner. - The favor you owe me?
That was fast.
We need to use Merry Fitness for personal reasons.
I need you to turn a blind eye.
Asking for permission?
Forgiveness.
It's for Romi.
We never had this conversation.
Don't you wuss out on me. We're gonna pry that door open,
find those sales files that prove that they're liars,
and then we're gonna take them to the Chamber of Commerce.
- Hm.
- You ready? - Yeah.
- I think so. - Okay.
Get down!
What's going on?
Jesus, Mary, and Jehoshaphat.
I think they're doing more than just fudgin' sales.
And we got it all.
Last troops are getting in position.
Be ready on my signal.
I'm sorry, what?
I can't seem to hear you. You gotta speak up.
Fuck you!
Norm, hi. Come on in.
Boy, you guys calling sure lifted my loafers.
- It's so good to feel needed. - Hey, Norm.
Think you can get some viable bone marrow out of this cat?
Absitively posolutely.
The procedure's easy enough, according to Wikipedia.
Wikipedia?
Don't worry, just joshing.
I read an article in The New England Journal of Medicine.
I read most of it.
Per your request for propofol,
my supplier, the Great Dane, is completely off the grid,
so we're going to have to do this the old-timey way.
- Buckle up, boy-o.
Now, you're gonna have the instinct
to go to the authorities when all of this is over,
but if you talk to anyone,
we're gonna have to track you down, take you again.
What'll happen to you after that will be infinitely worse
than what's about to happen to you.
I'm sorry.
The thing is...
you should've just gone to the hospital.
Hi. I'm Norm. We're going to be working together today.
Hope you don't mind, but I always like a little bit of music.
Now let's get those slacks off of ya.
Now! Go! Go! Go!
There's no one here. This place is empty.
They're all empty.
Uh-oh.
♪ As I walk through ♪
♪ Searchin' for light In the darkness of insanity ♪
♪ I ask myself ♪
I got her!
Get the suitcase!
He's gone!
♪ Is there only pain and hatred And misery? ♪
♪ And each time I feel like this inside ♪
♪ There's one thing I wanna know ♪
♪ What's so funny 'Bout peace, love and understanding? ♪
- - Let's get those fuckers.
♪ As I walked on ♪
♪ Through troubled times ♪
♪ My spirit Gets so downhearted sometimes ♪
♪ So where are the strong? ♪
♪ And who are the trusted? ♪
♪ And where is the harmony? ♪
♪ Sweet harmony ♪
♪ 'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away ♪
♪ Just makes me wanna cry
♪ What's so funny 'Bout peace, love and understanding... ♪
Thank you. Medevac is gonna be here within minutes.
- Great. Now let's get after him. - The chopper already left.
Within seconds, they'll be on a plane,
and within minutes, they'll be over international waters.
- There still might be time. - Maybe.
There's definitely gonna be enough time for me to see Romi.
My family needs me now.
I got to go.
- Hey. I heard the procedure went well. - So far, so good.
- She's a tough kid. - Well, just like her aunt.
- So the hospital's none the wiser? - Nope.
Barry loved wearing an EMT uniform
and driving the ambulance Motor Pool gave him,
so, yeah, win-win.
Oh, good for him.
You read the debrief?
Boro got captured on purpose to steal the nuke back,
and appears all the IP addresses were spoofed by Cain.
Totally useless to us.
Theory is Boro got suspicious when Dane called,
so he embedded a tracker in his body,
so his team could stay in striking distance.
I wish we could've been there, could've done something.
Then we wouldn't have gotten what Romi needed.
And you were right, we had to go the brutal route.
Maybe, but my dad was right too.
Torture is very real when it's five feet in front of you.
Aldon, I--
For all that you did, thank you,
sincerely.
You were having a rough day.
I figured you could use someone to lighten your load a bit.
- Hey. - Hey.
You guys-- You came over together?
No, we, uh, ran into each other in the parking lot.
Uh, I'm gonna grab a coffee.
- Good to see you, Carter. - Yeah, you too.
And, uh, nice horse.
Yeah, thanks.
Hey.
I'm really sorry about how I acted yesterday.
- The horse really does look great. - It's unfinished.
I spilled the bottle of stain you bought for Nana Pat's clock.
Then I called the store you said you got it from.
They said they don't carry it.
They said nobody does
'cause it was banned by the Environmental Protection Agency,
and that it's only available in Central Asia.
- What are you insinuating? - I don't even know.
You... You tell me.
You think they'd admit to selling illegal products over the phone?
I don't know, I asked the clerk to grab the best stuff,
she pulled it out of the back.
That's it. That's the story behind the mysterious wood stain.
Okay, if you say so.
Okay, you know what? Carter, I just tried to do something nice.
If you're gonna be weird about it...
I'm gonna go see Romi.
Hey.
- What's up with the pony? - Something I was fixing up for Romi.
I think...
Emma's being unfaithful.
What makes you say that?
She's kind of distant,
and she was making excuses for running off.
Do you think there could be someone else?
Honestly...
I don't know.
I just know that Emma has gone through a lot these last few days.
And I know that she loves you.
I love her.
And I don't wanna lose her.
So I'm all ears, Mr. Brunner. What do I do?
I know what it's like to lose a woman that you love.
If you feel like she's slipping away...
fight for her.
- How's our little angel? - Better.
She'll be here for a couple of weeks,
but the doctors say she's getting stronger by the minute.
- That's good. - I sent Oscar and Sandy back home to rest.
I'll stay here till she wakes up.
I'm gonna stay here too.
I want Pee-Pa to be the first face she sees.
She okay?
I don't know.
You're very tired.
You've been through a lot.
You need some rest.
Why don't you close your eyes a little bit?
There you are.
I've been wondering, how did you manage to pay off Kyle?
I didn't.
I changed his mind.
Hm.