Blindspot (2015) s03e02 Episode Script
Enemy Bag of Tricks
1 [DRIED LEAVES CRUNCHING.]
[MAN PANTING.]
Buddy Same time last year, I bagged a 14-pointer on mine.
Got 'em not a mile in with this baby.
Not a good day to be in the woods.
There's wolves about.
Who the hell are you? No one.
Why don't you go back to grandma's house, Little Orange Riding Hood? You are trespassing on my land.
So you're gonna get gone, now, or my friend here is gonna call the police.
[CLICKS TONGUE.]
[BRUSH RUSTLING.]
My friends here don't want the authorities involved.
Please, hold on, we can talk about this! [GUNSHOTS, HUNTERS GRUNTING.]
[SIZZLING.]
[JANE.]
Mmm.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
Did I wake you? No.
I was out like a light.
That air mattress is surprisingly comfortable.
Don't worry about that, 'cause I'm gonna have our bed and everything else shipped over today.
Did you do something different with your hair? Well, do you like it? I love it.
Hey, what's all this? Uh, nothing.
Don't worry about that.
These are all final notices.
Kinda spent a lot of money.
Trying to find you.
How much? All of it.
Yeah.
Nearly had to sell the apartment to get back in the black.
It's all good now.
We're both back at work.
Things'll be back to normal very soon.
- What? - Mm What's wrong? I'm actually vegan now.
- Really? - [WEAKLY.]
Yeah.
- [CHUCKLING.]
- Okay.
Well, all the monks in Kathmandu were vegan, and then, you know, I kind of really liked it.
Mmm mmm! Mmm.
Any other surprises I need to know about? None that I can think of.
- That's good.
- [LAUGHS.]
Stuart, how many processing cores did you redirect? There's crazy lag in my system.
Uh technically, it stopped being your system ever since you left to create your Elftown App.
Don't do that, Stuart.
You know it's called Elfville.
Okay it's called Wizardville.
You both know that.
It was number one in the app store for seven weeks.
Those jerks at Elftown couldn't even get first-round VC funding, so All I'm saying is it's kind of our lab now.
A co-lab with a a co-system.
So let's quit sweating the small stuff and and focus all our energy on this one tattoo that has been bugging me.
One tattoo that has been bugging you is literally the small stuff.
My system, the one I designed, is optimized for a holistic approach.
Patterson, there's one tattoo that's bugging me.
I want to crack it today.
[PATTERSON.]
Yeah! It's that easy.
You decide on a tattoo you wanna crack, and the magic machine just cracks it.
- Which one? - Perseus.
I think I solved some of it last night.
You solved it on your own? I'm not just a handsome face, Tasha.
All right.
Uh, how did you solve it? - What are you doing here? - I need a favor.
Some help with the tattoos.
What, are you insane? Maybe.
But you are gonna help me.
If I don't? I'll tell Jane what happened in Berlin.
What do you need? I need it solved tomorrow.
Or a lot of people are gonna die.
I'm not gonna be your Trojan horse.
I don't care about the FBI.
Or burning down the world.
I'm trying to help you save it.
Keep telling yourself that.
Jane's new tattoos are different.
- There is a sequence to them.
- So maybe I jump ahead.
I work out your end game, and I take you down.
Won't work.
Try to climb too high, too fast the whole thing crumbles.
So, every now and then, I'm just gonna tell you where to step next.
Solve "Perseus.
" The answer's already in your hands.
I was combing through the new tattoos.
I noticed something strange about Perseus's hands.
He's got five fingers on his left hand, six on his right.
What a math whiz you are.
[WELLER.]
There's nothing in Greek mythology that says anything about Perseus having 11 fingers.
But I do know one place that does.
Upstate New York.
The Finger Lakes.
There's 11 of them.
All right, here's a map of the region.
Can you scale that tattoo, fit it to the map? All the tattoos are vectors.
I can do anything.
So let's size this up, lose the sword, lose the Medusa head.
Look, the fingers match the lakes.
Perseus had two rings on both hands with matching symbols.
L-X-T and Y-1-7.
Maybe we convert the letters and get coordinates.
No, but there still might be something if we connect the symbols.
[COMPUTER BEEPING.]
[ZAPATA.]
An intersection point.
Pull up the satellite view on the map.
[ZAPATA.]
Zoom in.
What's there? It's nothing.
A big, empty field.
Wait, where is this tattoo on my body? Left breast.
Chest! The left chest area.
So what happens if you take the new tattoo and overlay it with the old ink tattoos on my left chest area? [BEEPING.]
What's at the intersection point? The new tattoos intersect with the old tattoos.
A circle.
No it's a search radius.
[READE.]
But what are we searching for? What's L-X-T and Y-1-7? - We don't know.
- That's not the only problem.
Things are different this time.
We know Roman tattooed you.
We know he has ulterior motives.
There's dangers to playing Roman's game.
And there are dangers to not playing it.
I'm not saying we don't.
I'm just saying let's be pragmatic about it.
Cautious.
Let's gather more intel.
What if we don't have that kind of time? I don't see anything on these screens that says we need to rush out of here right now.
We can't just blindly follow the tattoos again.
I'm not gonna have this office be manipulated.
You saying like I did? That's not what I said.
My whole body's a manipulation.
We know the risks.
We all joined this task force to take 'em.
How many times have we got somewhere just in time? Or sometimes seconds too late? There could be lives at risk.
We need to move now.
[CRICKETS CHIRPING.]
[READE.]
It's a good thing we moved now.
There's something out here.
We just gotta keep looking.
We've been looking.
All day.
Let's not make it all night.
I'll send a team to finish up the grunt work.
Where's the fun in that? I don't want to just quit.
It's not quitting if it's an order.
We're done here.
Let's go.
[ZAPATA.]
Hey You're just mad 'cause you got mud on your Guccis.
I don't have time to chase wild geese, Zapata.
Relax, I'm joking.
I have an office to run.
Look, maybe we got the search radius wrong.
No.
This is the right spot.
- We just haven't seen it yet.
- Seen what? I mean, what makes you so sure that this is the right spot? [LOUD WHOOSHING.]
[LOUD CRASH.]
Just a hunch.
[ZAPATA.]
It's a satellite.
Hey, look L-X-T-Y-1-7.
Same as the tattoo.
It's definitely why we're here.
Looks like someone else is, too.
[MACHINE GUN FIRE.]
[WELLER.]
Fall back to the satellite! [MACHINE GUN FIRE.]
Over there! [SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY.]
I can't get a shot because of the lights! I got the 50 cal! [WELLER.]
Reade! Down! All right? We're not gonna win this.
Let's just survive it.
Okay? The hell are these guys? [DRILLING.]
They're taking something.
[GUNFIRE.]
Okay, let's move! [MACHINE GUN FIRE.]
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
Patterson send a recovery team.
And a ride home.
[JANE.]
What did they take? I don't know.
Let's find out.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Hey, Stuart, can you hand me those pliers? - Stuart! - Hmm? You wanna maybe forget about your pet tattoo and focus on the satellite that just fell out of the sky? Sorry, sorry, it's just something about this one's just really rubbing me the wrong way, you know? I know the feeling.
- So what do you got? - Whatcha got? Could be anything at this point.
Communications, GPS, financial.
- Each of which - Could be foreign spies hiding a command- and-control server.
Each of which has its own set of unique and disastrous consequences in the wrong hands.
I'll know more after the autopsy is done.
To figure out what the satellite does, we need to figure out who owns it.
We find out who owns it, we ask them what it does - They get it.
- Once we know that, we'll know what kind of tech was inside, we'll know what those mercenaries stole.
Whatever it is, someone thinks it's worth killing for.
Hey, maybe we can bring in Rich to lend an extra hand? Why, you think the satellite fell out of the darkweb? No, he's just trying to offload his work on this case so he can follow a hunch on another tattoo.
We're not bringing in Rich.
We're not following hunches.
We just followed Weller's hunch.
It's not a democracy, Stuart.
We're not voting on this.
You and Patterson on the autopsy.
Zapata, you and Jane run down any leads on the mercenaries.
Weller, can I talk to you for a second? Yes, sir.
What's up? Have a seat.
Just want to make sure we're both on the same page.
About the tattoo? - I was right about that.
- I know it's a little crazy that's the tattoo we solved today.
Is there anything I need to know? I need a favor.
Some help with the tattoos.
Sometimes you get lucky.
I don't know if I'd call a satellite crash and an ambush "lucky.
" - We don't have a problem, right? - What do you mean? I mean, we've all been apart for two years, and I don't want to fall back into any bad patterns.
[CELL PHONES BUZZ AND RING.]
- Patterson's got something.
- Yep.
[SEAGULLS CALLING.]
[APPLAUSE.]
[CHUCKLING.]
I guess it's my turn, huh? Okay [SIGHS.]
I spent my life taking orders but now I'm on my own.
I've been trying to find a purpose but it all seems so pointless.
I'm starting to feel like I can't do it anymore.
Everyone I was ever close to is gone.
I'm I'm tired of being alone, you know? But I don't know how to be Maybe I'm just tired of being myself.
[AUSTRALIAN ACCENT.]
Gets easier.
Just need to keep comin'.
Actually, I think I'm done with these things.
There's too many people looking at me.
Judging.
Pity makes it worse.
I just want it to end.
Yeah.
That's the look.
Nah, it's not pity, mate.
You just said some stuff that This coffee is rubbish.
I know a joint around the corner.
I'm not really up for, uh loud noises and crowded spaces.
All right.
Twisted my arm.
My place is over in The Rocks.
What is this? It's me making sure you don't do something rash or stupid.
Now, I'm out of coffee, but I got beer.
A little early for beer, isn't it? Not in Sydney, mate.
Come on.
- Whatcha got? - [STUART.]
Good news, Patterson was able to identify a proprietary piece of tech in the satellite.
This little cryocooler right here.
The patent is held by a private company called ProTechSat.
Unfortunately, that's all I could find.
The one-page website is not super-illuminating.
[COMPUTER BEEPING.]
"ProTechSat, proprietary technology for satellites.
" - Is there an address? - Uh, it's in Midtown.
All right, let's bring 'em in.
[ELEVATOR BELL CHIMES.]
Nikhil Thakker.
ProTechSat.
Marci Booth.
Also ProTechSat.
Assistant Director Reade.
This is Special Agent Weller.
Thanks for coming in.
Yeah, I'm still not entirely sure what we're doing here.
Like I said, we found your satellite.
You did say that, it's just that, you know, as I explained to you, in great detail, we're not missing one.
Oh, this is for sure ours.
I should make a call.
What does the satellite do? Well, that's hard to say.
We have so many in orbit.
I'd have to check the I.
D.
code on the hatch.
It's L-X-T-Y-1-7.
Huh.
Okay.
Oh-kay.
Okay.
All right, we were hacked.
Someone intentionally got into our telemetric server and crashed the satellite.
It's L-X-T-Y-1-7.
I see.
Any chance you managed to recover the black box that was inside this hatch? No, it was stolen by an unidentified group of mercenaries.
I should make another call.
You should tell us what's really going on here.
Getting a little suspicious, guys.
[PATTERSON.]
A lot of red flags.
What does this satellite do? You don't have clearance for that.
Without this team, you wouldn't even know that satellite was missing, and whatever was inside it is now in the hands of the people who tried to kill us.
So next call that you're gonna make is gonna get us that clearance.
We're from the DOD.
- Department of Defense.
- We know.
Really? H-How did you No, we know what DOD stands for.
Keep explaining the rest.
Right.
Right, uh ProTechSat is a front company we use to launch and manufacture satellites that we're technically not supposed to have.
Satellite L-X-T-Y-1-7 was the main hub of our MDS.
Missile Defense Shield.
We don't have a missile defense shield.
No! No, we say we don't have a missile defense shield, but we do.
The black box of that satellite talks to the black box of hundreds of other satellites in our MSN.
Missile Shield Network.
If you have the black box and a powerful enough computer and extremely high-level coding skills, you can connect remotely and turn the whole shield off, leaving our country and our allies vulnerable to ICBMs.
Intercontinental Ballistic Missiles.
Is she gonna keep doing that? We'd never see the missiles coming.
And we can't stop what we can't see.
We'd be completely unprotected.
Great, now I have to make a phone call.
Ohh I get it.
ProTechSat.
It protects it like it protects us.
That's a good name.
Thanks.
I thought of it.
All right, let's just take a step back.
It's highly unlikely these mercenaries are in possession of ballistic missiles, so if you're them, what do you do with the black box? Hold the missile shield hostage and ransom the box back to the DOD.
Or sell it to the highest bidder.
Okay okay, I don't want to be an alarmist, but I just got off the phone with Keaton.
The CIA has reliable intel that North Korea's priming their nuclear missiles.
It could be another test.
It's a lot of missiles for a test.
And so if we don't recover that box, there won't be a shield to protect us.
- Is there a timeline? - Imminent.
North Korea's priming their missiles as we speak.
At best, it'll be an international incident.
At worst, nuclear war.
And what's the target? CIA intel says California.
But we don't know that for sure.
Assuming it's California, this is our estimate for impact and fallout.
[PATTERSON.]
Now, keep in mind this is just one 20-kiliton ICBM with an airburst.
[ZAPATA.]
They're mobilizing 13 to 21.
That's millions dead.
Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
North Korea is a formidable foe, however, the ICBMs that they've launched haven't come anywhere close to American soil.
That's because our missile defense shield has stopped them, every time.
Are you telling me the only thing between North Korea nukes and us is a satellite shield that's about to go dark there's no backup? We're not even supposed to have this one.
It negates the whole mutually-assured destruction idea that keeps everyone's nukes in check.
But we designed the shield with plenty of failsafes.
I mean, as long as just one satellite in the network stays functional, we're totally protected.
Uh-huh.
I'm gonna loop in the White House.
There's some good news.
North Korea hasn't fired a missile yet.
That's probably because they don't have the black box yet.
And if they're mobilizing warheads now, they're not gonna wait to ship it across an ocean.
They're gonna turn the shields off from here.
So that means we do have some time to stop them.
Good, keep digging into the hacker who dropped the satellite.
- Now, what do we have on - [CHIME.]
Never mind, Stuart's got something on the mercenaries.
Really? Okay, so, no luck tracking the mercs in or out the satellite crash site.
But two hunters were reported missing in the same area, and local P.
D.
found some interesting footage on a hidden trail cam.
And by interesting, I mean horrific.
The cam's used to track black bears, but it caught this instead.
I'll stop it there.
What comes next isn't pretty.
But we now have video of this guy's ugly mug.
We're running facial right now.
If we can I.
D.
him His name's Dwire Lee.
You know him? - How? - We did some K&R together.
Kidnap and Ransom? When? When I was on the run.
Dwire and I crossed paths on a few jobs.
Sometimes he was Dwire Lee, sometimes Paul Kay, sometimes Adam Stone.
I'm sure he has other aliases, but those are the ones that I know for sure.
If you were operating outside of the law, that could mean major ramifications for this task force.
She was helping rescue kidnapping victims.
It's not like she was running drugs or assassinating politicians.
- Or were you? - No! Of course not.
Jane's past just gave us a major lead.
Run the aliases.
Kurt, I can explain.
I need a minute.
What, you're not having another one? Just pacing myself, mate.
Ha! Come on.
Australian Defense Force? 2nd Commando Regiment.
Ah, I was wondering what brought you to the PTSD support group.
Helmand Province was a special kind of hell.
That's my best mate Mike.
We were lucky enough to make it home.
I was cocky enough to think I had a handle on my trauma, and then Mike jumped off a bridge.
Gutted me.
'Cause it seemed like Mike had a handle on his trauma, too, and that's when I realized I needed more help.
What about you? Military? Not officially.
Um I saw combat, but I never had a best friend.
[CHUCKLES.]
Or any friends, really.
Just my sister.
Our parents were murdered, and, uh well, we grew up in an orphanage in South Africa during apartheid.
Doesn't sound like a good place, mate.
Well, then we were adopted by a monster.
All we ever had was each other.
Until she left.
Yeah.
Yeah, escape is a selfish act.
Just leaves a mess for the ones who love you most.
You got every right to feel angry, brother.
Half the time, I want my sister back.
Half the time, I wanna kill her.
[CHUCKLING.]
Sorry, I, uh No, no, no.
You gotta get it out.
But your next beer's gonna be a water.
[BOTH CHUCKLE.]
I'm sorry you had to find out that way.
I wanted to tell you about the K&R, but I just things are still getting back to normal.
I get it.
You were on the run.
- You did what you had to do.
- No I didn't have to.
I chose to.
I liked it.
I have all these skills, and it felt good to put 'em to use to save people.
And to not be held accountable for the lives that you ended.
Or for the lives that you didn't manage to save.
You can't no.
You have no idea what I did or didn't do while I was Exactly, Jane! I have no idea.
[CELL PHONE BUZZES.]
It's Patterson.
[PATTERSON.]
One of the aliases popped.
Adam Stone, a.
k.
a.
Dwire Lee, landed at JFK a few weeks ago.
After that, disappeared.
No hotel, no rental car, nothing to track.
If he's in town on a job, someone else is footing the bill.
Can you track the company that bought his airfare to see if they're paying for his safe house, too? Already on it I've been looking at a web of suspected North Korean shell companies, cross-referencing them with major purchases across the country.
Flights, Super Duty trucks, computer equipment, real estate nothing stood out.
A 50-caliber gatling gun.
Nothing stood out until the alias Jane provided gave us Dwire's flight number and a new shell company.
Add it to the web, narrow the search parameters to the timeline of Dwire's arrival in New York, and we get Three short-term leases registered to the same company.
A warehouse in Queens, a townhouse in Brooklyn, and a parking lot in the Bronx.
He's in Brooklyn.
- Are you sure? - That's where I'd be.
Look at the other ones.
Parking lot's too exposed, warehouse doesn't have enough outs.
Yeah, she's right.
That townhouse has quick access to the water, the freeways, the subway system.
Plus, the last time I saw Dwire, he wouldn't shut up about Luger Burgers.
Peter Luger's like a block away.
They only take cash.
He's gotta be there.
What time you got, huh? 'Cause I got about half past amateur hour.
They were supposed to be here at Show me your hands! Show me your hands! Get down! - Get on the floor! - Spread 'em! Hello, Dwire.
- Remember me? - [HANDCUFFS SNAPPING.]
This is for Paris.
Get 'em out of here.
We've got the black box.
Hey do you have a minute? Depends.
Has North Korea stood down their missiles? Not yet.
Then I have a few seconds at best.
- Walk with me.
- Okay.
Is it just me, or is there something up - with Assistant Director Reade? - Like how? Like how he hasn't said a word to me or anyone else that isn't a direct order.
I I would cut him a break.
When I was creating my app Wonderville.
Wizardville.
I hired a lot of my friends, and telling them what to do all the time wasn't a ton of fun.
It's not like I'm trying to be extra fun.
I'm just trying to be normal.
Okay, well, maybe you need to find your new normal.
Look at me and Stuart.
We hate each other, and we're still friends.
Yeah, I don't think Stuart hates you.
No, he definitely does.
This it's like our whole thing.
Um, I don't think he knows that.
Oh now I feel bad.
Okay, I need to be better.
I'll fix it.
How we doing, Nikhil? Fingers crossed the missile shield's still active.
But we don't know if the black box was cloned.
Marci's running diagnostics on it now.
How long until we know if the data's been copied or compromised? Hard to say.
The system's running really slow.
Just a ton of lag.
Stuart! Are you kidding? Please tell me you're not using up bandwidth on that molecule tattoo.
I just thought, since the threat's been neutralized The threat has not been neutralized! The nukes are still live.
The North Koreans are nothing if not persistent.
I need my team scanning the DOD firewall to find the hacker who crashed the satellite so he doesn't drop another one and try again.
- Or she.
- Exactly.
Women can be hackers, too, Stuart.
I never said they I never said they couldn't.
This is a very high-octane situation! Are you on this team or not?! Honestly, you scare me, and I'm just trying to be useful while I stay out of your way.
Okay, Dwire's in Interrogation One, but we're still missing pieces to the puzzle.
Where are we on finding the hacker? It's a signal, a noise issue, all kinds of attempted hacks, disguising the one that actually got through.
But we're working on it.
I designed the satellite security system.
I might be able to decipher any potential breaches.
I could use all the help we could get.
All right, jump in.
Zapata, you stay with Marci.
As soon as she secures the black box, make sure she gets an FBI escort back to DOD.
Great, if I'm not too worn out from arranging transportation, then maybe I'll run down some more CIA leads.
Good thinking.
Do it.
Weller, Jane, you guys are with me.
I'll take the lead on Dwire.
If there's North Korean operatives in the area, he's gonna be the key to finding them.
Full immunity.
That's never gonna happen.
Did you hack the satellite yourself? Ha! Do I look like a nerd? You look like a guy who's gonna spend a lot of time in prison.
Maybe.
Or maybe I'll break out.
I got a bunch of cash stashed away, a ton of aliases our little friend don't know nothin' about.
Is she watching right now? Hey, Jane.
Tell me who crashed the satellite.
I told you, man.
I was in the woods, minding my business, getting ready to play a little paint ball, when a couple of very scary men killed two very rude hunters.
Now, if y'all hadn't have got to that townhouse when you did, they even might have killed me, too.
That townhouse was paid for by a North Korean shell company.
The same one that paid for your airfare.
Is that the good Korea or the bad one? It's the one pointing nuclear missiles at us right now.
Are they operating stateside? Can you confirm California's their target? I can confirm I sure as hell hope it's not New York.
You know Jane from K&R.
Right? You saved lives together.
You have a chance to save a lot of lives right now, and you don't care, you're just gonna sit there, pledging allegiance to North Korea? See, that's where you're wrong, man.
My loyalty's to Bitcoin and immunity deals.
Make me an offer hmm? So that's the guy that you chose to work with? No.
I worked with good people, too.
Guys like Dwire are an occupational hazard.
Yeah, well, maybe the occupation's the hazard.
I couldn't control who else got hired for a job, but the ends justified the means.
Haven't you ever worked with bad people to do good things? Yeah we work with Rich all the time now.
You're friend's a prick.
[SCOFFS.]
He's not my friend.
He's a megalomaniac who thinks he can win any game he's playing.
It is possible that he didn't even know that he was working for North Korea.
Or he doesn't want to roll over on them without an immunity deal.
You're gonna give him a deal? If that's what it takes.
It's your office, it's your call.
If you think immunity is best I think ballistic missiles are in play and we're running out of time.
Nothing else I'm doing today is working.
- You want my take? - Sure.
Your old team is back, and you're overcompensating.
Taking on too much, second-guessing yourself, and from the field report I read almost getting yourself killed.
Please, don't sugarcoat it.
Be the leader I have seen you be.
Your team is the best of the best.
Hell, that's why we formed this task force, isn't it? Empower them, trust them and they'll deliver.
Ohh, there she is! Jane, you sold out, girl.
Or were you always a G-man? [CHUCKLING.]
You wasting your talents here.
I liked you a lot better when you were unaffiliated.
- Hmm, funny - Mm.
I never liked you.
But I used to respect your skill set.
Which is clearly fading with your hairline.
Ooh.
[CHUCKLES.]
I should have killed you for that bounty when I had a chance.
You lucky Clem waved me off.
Does Clem know you FBI? Do you ever shut up? You know the reason you got caught was because you wouldn't stop yapping about burgers.
Right? For a guy whose motto is, "Get in, get out, get paid," what happened? - Hey, I didn't screw up! - You forget to get out? Really? As far as I can tell, you were sitting on $1 billion worth of stolen tech, just waiting to get busted.
Mm, no, no.
I followed the plan.
If if my employees would have shown up on time, I'd have been home free.
Your employers hung you out to dry.
Mm-mmm maybe they didn't show up 'cause they knew the FBI was coming, huh? Maybe I'm not the problem.
Maybe your new team sprung a leak.
[JANE SIGHS.]
If he's right, we could be in real trouble.
Zapata's been talking to her CIA connections, Hirst made phone calls up the ladder.
The lead could have come from anyone.
Not quite.
Those sources only have one piece of the puzzle each.
Some new about the satellite and some knew about the raid.
Okay, so who knew about both? [STAMMERING.]
I didn't do anything.
You have the clearance, the access.
As of yesterday, you had $2 million in Bitcoin and a one-way ticket to Dubai.
You think I did this for $2 million to crash a satellite and help North Korea nuke California? I went to UC Berkeley! I need a lawyer.
There's not a lawyer in the world that could get you out of this, Nikhil.
Last night, you used your own security badge to access the satellite network.
From your own terminal! I was in the hospital last night.
Call the hospital! I I was there all night.
Call Marci.
I I asked her to let my dogs out because I wouldn't be home and Where was your access badge? Did you have it on you? No No, it was in my apartment.
And so was Marci.
[SILENCER GUNSHOTS, MEN GRUNTING.]
Sale's back on.
Meet me in 20 minutes.
I'll text you the location.
I'm crying, and and Bill, he just keeps stealing my soup, right? And he won't leave me alone.
And I see my dad, and he's running, and he just lines up Billy and he kicks him over the fence.
Wait, wait, wait, your dad kicked a kid over the fence? - A kid? - Yeah.
No, no.
Billy was my cat.
Did I not say that bit? [BOTH LAUGHING.]
Ohh.
Ohh.
Billy was your cat.
Okay.
[CHUCKLING.]
Well thank you for the beer, and the company.
I I haven't, um Hey, mate, no problem.
Happy to.
But I gotta ask.
All that stuff you said earlier, feeling alone, everything seeming so pointless I've heard it before.
I was too afraid to ask Mike this, but you're not gonna hurt yourself, right? No.
I'm not gonna hurt myself.
[SIGHS.]
Good.
'Cause I don't think I could go through that again, you know? Not for all the money in the world.
Money? Yeah.
My mate Mike was loaded.
Left me everything.
Millions.
Just wanna get rid of it.
Use it for something good.
I don't think I've ever told anyone that before.
Been nursing these beers all day.
My tolerance must be low.
It's not your tolerance, it's the drugs.
I spiked your drink with a blend of sodium thiopental and hemlock.
Truth serum with a nasty kick.
I've been targeting you, Tom.
You come to the same PTSD support group every week.
"Pity makes it worse, I just want it to end"? That's exactly what Mike emailed you before he jumped off the bridge.
I knew I could trigger you.
Make you wanna protect me.
Over the last few hours, you've told me your mother's maiden name, the city you met your best friend in, the street you grew up on your first pet's name.
Everything I need to get into your bank account undetected.
- [WEAKLY.]
Please - Don't beg.
Don't try to move.
This is hard enough.
See, I've killed a lot of people, Tom.
But I've never actually liked any of them.
It felt good to talk.
Like a real friend.
I don't wanna die.
I know.
I promise it won't hurt.
And I promise I will do something good with the money.
Why are you doing this? For the money? Tom if all I wanted was your money, I'd just take it.
I'm here for something else.
You need to think harder, Nikhil.
Marci has the black box.
We're running out of time.
I don't know anything! Yes, you do.
Marci the hacker, Marci the terrorist.
She's the same woman you've been working with.
Just because she was hiding something doesn't mean you don't know her.
It means that you can use what you know to figure out the rest.
Where did she go? [SIGHS.]
Marci's smart.
She'd stick to public places.
Okay.
She needs to make a remote connection to the shield.
She'd need speed to cover her tracks.
Something that's already transferring epic amounts of data.
Good.
Good, okay.
This is where we found the FBI escort vehicle.
That's right near River Point Museum.
And Marci's on the advisory board.
It's super public.
Its research department transfers massive amounts of data per day.
[SIRENS WAILING.]
I love you, Kurt.
I love you, too.
You're angry.
Not at you.
There's no way running into Dwire was a coincidence.
Roman made that happen.
[ROMAN.]
Penance.
These tattoos are how you'll pay your way.
He designed these tattoos to punish me.
He wants us to lie.
He wants us to fight.
I mean, he wants to control us.
The only way to figure out his end game is to survive whatever landmines he puts in our path.
We can't let Roman drive us apart.
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
[READE.]
All right, give me teams in every exit.
Weller, you and Jane take the main floor.
- Yes, sir.
- Zapata and I will head upstairs.
[WELLER.]
Patterson, send I.
D.
photos of Marci - to everyone's phone.
- Done! I'm looking at blueprints of the museum.
Marci needs a high-powered computing station to turn off the shield.
There's one in the planetarium.
We're heading in now.
[WELLER.]
Reade, Tasha, keep searching upstairs in case Marci's on the move.
[FEMALE NARRATOR.]
Asteroids from the main belt crash together, sending debris careening out into the solar system, and gravity from celestial bodies like the earth pull the meteoroids onto a collision course.
But when a rogue asteroid doesn't strike [WHISPERS.]
Marci.
Marci.
[WELLER.]
She's dead.
She's dead.
The black box is gone.
[PATTERSON.]
Uh, okay, well, there's some more bad news.
The black box just connected to the satellite network.
Someone is writing code to turn off the missile shield right now.
[WELLER.]
We gotta get these people out of here.
[GUNFIRE, CROWD SCREAMING.]
Everyone, get down! Down on the floor! Now! Stay down! [AUTOMATIC GUNFIRE.]
[WELLER.]
Get down! Everybody down! Everybody down! Okay, it looks like there's a computer hub in the planetarium itself.
The North Koreans must have their own coder.
He or she is shutting down the missile shield at an incredible rate.
All the satellites in the shield are going offline.
98 71 you need to stop that coder before all the satellites in the shield go dark.
58.
31.
You are very quickly running out of time.
Yeah, we get it! We just can't make it to the computer room.
Can't you hack them? If I could hack them in time, I wouldn't be yelling at you to hurry up 26! I don't have a shot.
[PATTERSON.]
19.
Weller, go! I got you covered! 12 12 satellites left.
You need to move, now! [GRUNTING.]
[GRUNTING.]
Uhh! Agh! Ah! Three satellites left! Uhh! Two satellites left! Those missiles are gonna fire! Uhh! You okay? Two left! Two satellites left.
You did it.
Yay.
That was not fun.
- Clear! - [ZAPATA.]
Clear! [READE.]
My comms went out! We get nuked? [CHUCKLES.]
No! No.
[CHUCKLING.]
[PATTERSON.]
All the satellites are back up.
Missile shields online.
North Korea stood down their missiles.
They're not acknowledging the attack.
- What attack? - [HIRST.]
Exactly.
Nice work, everybody.
Saved a lot of lives today.
Yeah, I just wanna thank you all.
Aw, you don't need to thank us.
No, I do.
This job is hard, and it's just getting started.
And if today is any indication, we're in for a few surprises.
There'll be some kinks to work out, gonna take some time for us to get used to our new roles, but we're a damn good team.
I will drink to that.
No, you won't, no more drinking in the lab.
That's a new rule, but aside from that, not much is different.
We follow the tattoos and we take Roman down.
Whatever his true motives may be.
Hello.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY.]
[AUSTRALIAN ACCENT.]
I'm Tom Jakeman.
Hello.
Hello.
Tom Jakeman.
I have all this money.
Couldn't go through that again.
Not for all Not "fohr" all the money in the world.
[NORMAL VOICE.]
Why are you doing this? [AUSTRALIAN ACCENT.]
Why are you doing this? [COMPUTER PINGS.]
[SMOKE ALARM BEEPING.]
Agh! Hey.
Whoa, what the hell's going on out here? It said five minutes on high heat for those tofu steaks.
- Wait, tofu steaks? - Yeah.
All right, all right.
Sorry.
Uhh! There we go.
[ALARM STOPS.]
I'm sorry.
I'm trying so hard to get things right.
Well w-wait, what Why are you trying so hard? I spent so long looking for you.
In some ways it feels like I brought back a stranger.
I mean, there's so much that I missed.
Places, people that I'm not a part of.
Kathmandu, K&R.
Dwire.
Clem.
Hey go put on something nice.
Let's go out.
Dinner, wine.
We can catch up.
You know, money's a little tight at the moment.
Yeah, fancy date prob'ly not our best move.
Yeah, about that.
Hmm? Turns out [GRATE CLATTERS.]
K&R pays pretty well.
I was saving it for a rainy day.
I mean, we could probably still keep the apartment and go to dinner.
What do you think? Dinner's gonna have to wait.
[GIGGLES.]
[KNOCK ON DOOR.]
[DOOR OPENS.]
- Hey.
- Hey [SIGHS.]
I'm, uh, looking for my best friend.
Have you seen him? I think he moved to Langley, but you can leave the beer here, though.
I'm sorry about today.
I was a bit of an ass, and I'll be better.
I'm still getting used to having you guys back.
Me, too.
I'll try harder to respect your authority even though, technically, Keaton's my real boss at the CIA.
Oh, you work at the CIA now? That's funny, you never mentioned it.
[WOMAN.]
Babe, if that's the delivery guy, make sure to tip him extra for coming out of the zone.
[GASPS.]
[WHISPERING.]
Are you on a date right now? Not exactly, um Hi.
This is Zapata, from work.
Tasha, this is my girlfriend Megan.
We were just about to sit down and have dinner in our apartment.
Do you want to join us? Oh, this place is so great, and we always order way too much food.
Oh phh.
No, that is so nice of you, I'm Okay, seriously, Tasha.
We should have had you over ages ago.
I don't know any of Ed's work friends.
No, you and you and Ed have plans Yeah, we don't have to Plan for another day.
- Yeah.
- Babe, she's already here.
She brought drinks.
This is happening.
Tasha, this is happening.
Okay this is happening.
[MUTTERS.]
This is happening.
Hey, Stuart, it's me again.
Uh, calling to apologize, again.
Uh, listen, I I I haven't been acting like myself lately.
A-And you're real good at your job, and clearly, you are screening your calls right now.
I promise I won't call back because, uh uh I'm actually here.
Uh, at your apartment, at your door, in person.
So, um, okay.
Bye.
Oh, and if you're in, like, a movie or something, I'm just really sorry about all the voicemails, and I'll just see you when you get here.
Okay, bye.
[BEEPS.]
[SIGHS.]
[DOOR CREAKS.]
Stuart? Stuart? Oh, my God.
Oh, no.
A mysterious clue.
This tattoo exposes someone in this very room.
Reveals a spy among them.
Everything is out in the open.
She's dirty, we've gotta take her down.
'Blindspot', all new, next Friday on NBC.
[MAN PANTING.]
Buddy Same time last year, I bagged a 14-pointer on mine.
Got 'em not a mile in with this baby.
Not a good day to be in the woods.
There's wolves about.
Who the hell are you? No one.
Why don't you go back to grandma's house, Little Orange Riding Hood? You are trespassing on my land.
So you're gonna get gone, now, or my friend here is gonna call the police.
[CLICKS TONGUE.]
[BRUSH RUSTLING.]
My friends here don't want the authorities involved.
Please, hold on, we can talk about this! [GUNSHOTS, HUNTERS GRUNTING.]
[SIZZLING.]
[JANE.]
Mmm.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
Did I wake you? No.
I was out like a light.
That air mattress is surprisingly comfortable.
Don't worry about that, 'cause I'm gonna have our bed and everything else shipped over today.
Did you do something different with your hair? Well, do you like it? I love it.
Hey, what's all this? Uh, nothing.
Don't worry about that.
These are all final notices.
Kinda spent a lot of money.
Trying to find you.
How much? All of it.
Yeah.
Nearly had to sell the apartment to get back in the black.
It's all good now.
We're both back at work.
Things'll be back to normal very soon.
- What? - Mm What's wrong? I'm actually vegan now.
- Really? - [WEAKLY.]
Yeah.
- [CHUCKLING.]
- Okay.
Well, all the monks in Kathmandu were vegan, and then, you know, I kind of really liked it.
Mmm mmm! Mmm.
Any other surprises I need to know about? None that I can think of.
- That's good.
- [LAUGHS.]
Stuart, how many processing cores did you redirect? There's crazy lag in my system.
Uh technically, it stopped being your system ever since you left to create your Elftown App.
Don't do that, Stuart.
You know it's called Elfville.
Okay it's called Wizardville.
You both know that.
It was number one in the app store for seven weeks.
Those jerks at Elftown couldn't even get first-round VC funding, so All I'm saying is it's kind of our lab now.
A co-lab with a a co-system.
So let's quit sweating the small stuff and and focus all our energy on this one tattoo that has been bugging me.
One tattoo that has been bugging you is literally the small stuff.
My system, the one I designed, is optimized for a holistic approach.
Patterson, there's one tattoo that's bugging me.
I want to crack it today.
[PATTERSON.]
Yeah! It's that easy.
You decide on a tattoo you wanna crack, and the magic machine just cracks it.
- Which one? - Perseus.
I think I solved some of it last night.
You solved it on your own? I'm not just a handsome face, Tasha.
All right.
Uh, how did you solve it? - What are you doing here? - I need a favor.
Some help with the tattoos.
What, are you insane? Maybe.
But you are gonna help me.
If I don't? I'll tell Jane what happened in Berlin.
What do you need? I need it solved tomorrow.
Or a lot of people are gonna die.
I'm not gonna be your Trojan horse.
I don't care about the FBI.
Or burning down the world.
I'm trying to help you save it.
Keep telling yourself that.
Jane's new tattoos are different.
- There is a sequence to them.
- So maybe I jump ahead.
I work out your end game, and I take you down.
Won't work.
Try to climb too high, too fast the whole thing crumbles.
So, every now and then, I'm just gonna tell you where to step next.
Solve "Perseus.
" The answer's already in your hands.
I was combing through the new tattoos.
I noticed something strange about Perseus's hands.
He's got five fingers on his left hand, six on his right.
What a math whiz you are.
[WELLER.]
There's nothing in Greek mythology that says anything about Perseus having 11 fingers.
But I do know one place that does.
Upstate New York.
The Finger Lakes.
There's 11 of them.
All right, here's a map of the region.
Can you scale that tattoo, fit it to the map? All the tattoos are vectors.
I can do anything.
So let's size this up, lose the sword, lose the Medusa head.
Look, the fingers match the lakes.
Perseus had two rings on both hands with matching symbols.
L-X-T and Y-1-7.
Maybe we convert the letters and get coordinates.
No, but there still might be something if we connect the symbols.
[COMPUTER BEEPING.]
[ZAPATA.]
An intersection point.
Pull up the satellite view on the map.
[ZAPATA.]
Zoom in.
What's there? It's nothing.
A big, empty field.
Wait, where is this tattoo on my body? Left breast.
Chest! The left chest area.
So what happens if you take the new tattoo and overlay it with the old ink tattoos on my left chest area? [BEEPING.]
What's at the intersection point? The new tattoos intersect with the old tattoos.
A circle.
No it's a search radius.
[READE.]
But what are we searching for? What's L-X-T and Y-1-7? - We don't know.
- That's not the only problem.
Things are different this time.
We know Roman tattooed you.
We know he has ulterior motives.
There's dangers to playing Roman's game.
And there are dangers to not playing it.
I'm not saying we don't.
I'm just saying let's be pragmatic about it.
Cautious.
Let's gather more intel.
What if we don't have that kind of time? I don't see anything on these screens that says we need to rush out of here right now.
We can't just blindly follow the tattoos again.
I'm not gonna have this office be manipulated.
You saying like I did? That's not what I said.
My whole body's a manipulation.
We know the risks.
We all joined this task force to take 'em.
How many times have we got somewhere just in time? Or sometimes seconds too late? There could be lives at risk.
We need to move now.
[CRICKETS CHIRPING.]
[READE.]
It's a good thing we moved now.
There's something out here.
We just gotta keep looking.
We've been looking.
All day.
Let's not make it all night.
I'll send a team to finish up the grunt work.
Where's the fun in that? I don't want to just quit.
It's not quitting if it's an order.
We're done here.
Let's go.
[ZAPATA.]
Hey You're just mad 'cause you got mud on your Guccis.
I don't have time to chase wild geese, Zapata.
Relax, I'm joking.
I have an office to run.
Look, maybe we got the search radius wrong.
No.
This is the right spot.
- We just haven't seen it yet.
- Seen what? I mean, what makes you so sure that this is the right spot? [LOUD WHOOSHING.]
[LOUD CRASH.]
Just a hunch.
[ZAPATA.]
It's a satellite.
Hey, look L-X-T-Y-1-7.
Same as the tattoo.
It's definitely why we're here.
Looks like someone else is, too.
[MACHINE GUN FIRE.]
[WELLER.]
Fall back to the satellite! [MACHINE GUN FIRE.]
Over there! [SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY.]
I can't get a shot because of the lights! I got the 50 cal! [WELLER.]
Reade! Down! All right? We're not gonna win this.
Let's just survive it.
Okay? The hell are these guys? [DRILLING.]
They're taking something.
[GUNFIRE.]
Okay, let's move! [MACHINE GUN FIRE.]
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
Patterson send a recovery team.
And a ride home.
[JANE.]
What did they take? I don't know.
Let's find out.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
Hey, Stuart, can you hand me those pliers? - Stuart! - Hmm? You wanna maybe forget about your pet tattoo and focus on the satellite that just fell out of the sky? Sorry, sorry, it's just something about this one's just really rubbing me the wrong way, you know? I know the feeling.
- So what do you got? - Whatcha got? Could be anything at this point.
Communications, GPS, financial.
- Each of which - Could be foreign spies hiding a command- and-control server.
Each of which has its own set of unique and disastrous consequences in the wrong hands.
I'll know more after the autopsy is done.
To figure out what the satellite does, we need to figure out who owns it.
We find out who owns it, we ask them what it does - They get it.
- Once we know that, we'll know what kind of tech was inside, we'll know what those mercenaries stole.
Whatever it is, someone thinks it's worth killing for.
Hey, maybe we can bring in Rich to lend an extra hand? Why, you think the satellite fell out of the darkweb? No, he's just trying to offload his work on this case so he can follow a hunch on another tattoo.
We're not bringing in Rich.
We're not following hunches.
We just followed Weller's hunch.
It's not a democracy, Stuart.
We're not voting on this.
You and Patterson on the autopsy.
Zapata, you and Jane run down any leads on the mercenaries.
Weller, can I talk to you for a second? Yes, sir.
What's up? Have a seat.
Just want to make sure we're both on the same page.
About the tattoo? - I was right about that.
- I know it's a little crazy that's the tattoo we solved today.
Is there anything I need to know? I need a favor.
Some help with the tattoos.
Sometimes you get lucky.
I don't know if I'd call a satellite crash and an ambush "lucky.
" - We don't have a problem, right? - What do you mean? I mean, we've all been apart for two years, and I don't want to fall back into any bad patterns.
[CELL PHONES BUZZ AND RING.]
- Patterson's got something.
- Yep.
[SEAGULLS CALLING.]
[APPLAUSE.]
[CHUCKLING.]
I guess it's my turn, huh? Okay [SIGHS.]
I spent my life taking orders but now I'm on my own.
I've been trying to find a purpose but it all seems so pointless.
I'm starting to feel like I can't do it anymore.
Everyone I was ever close to is gone.
I'm I'm tired of being alone, you know? But I don't know how to be Maybe I'm just tired of being myself.
[AUSTRALIAN ACCENT.]
Gets easier.
Just need to keep comin'.
Actually, I think I'm done with these things.
There's too many people looking at me.
Judging.
Pity makes it worse.
I just want it to end.
Yeah.
That's the look.
Nah, it's not pity, mate.
You just said some stuff that This coffee is rubbish.
I know a joint around the corner.
I'm not really up for, uh loud noises and crowded spaces.
All right.
Twisted my arm.
My place is over in The Rocks.
What is this? It's me making sure you don't do something rash or stupid.
Now, I'm out of coffee, but I got beer.
A little early for beer, isn't it? Not in Sydney, mate.
Come on.
- Whatcha got? - [STUART.]
Good news, Patterson was able to identify a proprietary piece of tech in the satellite.
This little cryocooler right here.
The patent is held by a private company called ProTechSat.
Unfortunately, that's all I could find.
The one-page website is not super-illuminating.
[COMPUTER BEEPING.]
"ProTechSat, proprietary technology for satellites.
" - Is there an address? - Uh, it's in Midtown.
All right, let's bring 'em in.
[ELEVATOR BELL CHIMES.]
Nikhil Thakker.
ProTechSat.
Marci Booth.
Also ProTechSat.
Assistant Director Reade.
This is Special Agent Weller.
Thanks for coming in.
Yeah, I'm still not entirely sure what we're doing here.
Like I said, we found your satellite.
You did say that, it's just that, you know, as I explained to you, in great detail, we're not missing one.
Oh, this is for sure ours.
I should make a call.
What does the satellite do? Well, that's hard to say.
We have so many in orbit.
I'd have to check the I.
D.
code on the hatch.
It's L-X-T-Y-1-7.
Huh.
Okay.
Oh-kay.
Okay.
All right, we were hacked.
Someone intentionally got into our telemetric server and crashed the satellite.
It's L-X-T-Y-1-7.
I see.
Any chance you managed to recover the black box that was inside this hatch? No, it was stolen by an unidentified group of mercenaries.
I should make another call.
You should tell us what's really going on here.
Getting a little suspicious, guys.
[PATTERSON.]
A lot of red flags.
What does this satellite do? You don't have clearance for that.
Without this team, you wouldn't even know that satellite was missing, and whatever was inside it is now in the hands of the people who tried to kill us.
So next call that you're gonna make is gonna get us that clearance.
We're from the DOD.
- Department of Defense.
- We know.
Really? H-How did you No, we know what DOD stands for.
Keep explaining the rest.
Right.
Right, uh ProTechSat is a front company we use to launch and manufacture satellites that we're technically not supposed to have.
Satellite L-X-T-Y-1-7 was the main hub of our MDS.
Missile Defense Shield.
We don't have a missile defense shield.
No! No, we say we don't have a missile defense shield, but we do.
The black box of that satellite talks to the black box of hundreds of other satellites in our MSN.
Missile Shield Network.
If you have the black box and a powerful enough computer and extremely high-level coding skills, you can connect remotely and turn the whole shield off, leaving our country and our allies vulnerable to ICBMs.
Intercontinental Ballistic Missiles.
Is she gonna keep doing that? We'd never see the missiles coming.
And we can't stop what we can't see.
We'd be completely unprotected.
Great, now I have to make a phone call.
Ohh I get it.
ProTechSat.
It protects it like it protects us.
That's a good name.
Thanks.
I thought of it.
All right, let's just take a step back.
It's highly unlikely these mercenaries are in possession of ballistic missiles, so if you're them, what do you do with the black box? Hold the missile shield hostage and ransom the box back to the DOD.
Or sell it to the highest bidder.
Okay okay, I don't want to be an alarmist, but I just got off the phone with Keaton.
The CIA has reliable intel that North Korea's priming their nuclear missiles.
It could be another test.
It's a lot of missiles for a test.
And so if we don't recover that box, there won't be a shield to protect us.
- Is there a timeline? - Imminent.
North Korea's priming their missiles as we speak.
At best, it'll be an international incident.
At worst, nuclear war.
And what's the target? CIA intel says California.
But we don't know that for sure.
Assuming it's California, this is our estimate for impact and fallout.
[PATTERSON.]
Now, keep in mind this is just one 20-kiliton ICBM with an airburst.
[ZAPATA.]
They're mobilizing 13 to 21.
That's millions dead.
Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
North Korea is a formidable foe, however, the ICBMs that they've launched haven't come anywhere close to American soil.
That's because our missile defense shield has stopped them, every time.
Are you telling me the only thing between North Korea nukes and us is a satellite shield that's about to go dark there's no backup? We're not even supposed to have this one.
It negates the whole mutually-assured destruction idea that keeps everyone's nukes in check.
But we designed the shield with plenty of failsafes.
I mean, as long as just one satellite in the network stays functional, we're totally protected.
Uh-huh.
I'm gonna loop in the White House.
There's some good news.
North Korea hasn't fired a missile yet.
That's probably because they don't have the black box yet.
And if they're mobilizing warheads now, they're not gonna wait to ship it across an ocean.
They're gonna turn the shields off from here.
So that means we do have some time to stop them.
Good, keep digging into the hacker who dropped the satellite.
- Now, what do we have on - [CHIME.]
Never mind, Stuart's got something on the mercenaries.
Really? Okay, so, no luck tracking the mercs in or out the satellite crash site.
But two hunters were reported missing in the same area, and local P.
D.
found some interesting footage on a hidden trail cam.
And by interesting, I mean horrific.
The cam's used to track black bears, but it caught this instead.
I'll stop it there.
What comes next isn't pretty.
But we now have video of this guy's ugly mug.
We're running facial right now.
If we can I.
D.
him His name's Dwire Lee.
You know him? - How? - We did some K&R together.
Kidnap and Ransom? When? When I was on the run.
Dwire and I crossed paths on a few jobs.
Sometimes he was Dwire Lee, sometimes Paul Kay, sometimes Adam Stone.
I'm sure he has other aliases, but those are the ones that I know for sure.
If you were operating outside of the law, that could mean major ramifications for this task force.
She was helping rescue kidnapping victims.
It's not like she was running drugs or assassinating politicians.
- Or were you? - No! Of course not.
Jane's past just gave us a major lead.
Run the aliases.
Kurt, I can explain.
I need a minute.
What, you're not having another one? Just pacing myself, mate.
Ha! Come on.
Australian Defense Force? 2nd Commando Regiment.
Ah, I was wondering what brought you to the PTSD support group.
Helmand Province was a special kind of hell.
That's my best mate Mike.
We were lucky enough to make it home.
I was cocky enough to think I had a handle on my trauma, and then Mike jumped off a bridge.
Gutted me.
'Cause it seemed like Mike had a handle on his trauma, too, and that's when I realized I needed more help.
What about you? Military? Not officially.
Um I saw combat, but I never had a best friend.
[CHUCKLES.]
Or any friends, really.
Just my sister.
Our parents were murdered, and, uh well, we grew up in an orphanage in South Africa during apartheid.
Doesn't sound like a good place, mate.
Well, then we were adopted by a monster.
All we ever had was each other.
Until she left.
Yeah.
Yeah, escape is a selfish act.
Just leaves a mess for the ones who love you most.
You got every right to feel angry, brother.
Half the time, I want my sister back.
Half the time, I wanna kill her.
[CHUCKLING.]
Sorry, I, uh No, no, no.
You gotta get it out.
But your next beer's gonna be a water.
[BOTH CHUCKLE.]
I'm sorry you had to find out that way.
I wanted to tell you about the K&R, but I just things are still getting back to normal.
I get it.
You were on the run.
- You did what you had to do.
- No I didn't have to.
I chose to.
I liked it.
I have all these skills, and it felt good to put 'em to use to save people.
And to not be held accountable for the lives that you ended.
Or for the lives that you didn't manage to save.
You can't no.
You have no idea what I did or didn't do while I was Exactly, Jane! I have no idea.
[CELL PHONE BUZZES.]
It's Patterson.
[PATTERSON.]
One of the aliases popped.
Adam Stone, a.
k.
a.
Dwire Lee, landed at JFK a few weeks ago.
After that, disappeared.
No hotel, no rental car, nothing to track.
If he's in town on a job, someone else is footing the bill.
Can you track the company that bought his airfare to see if they're paying for his safe house, too? Already on it I've been looking at a web of suspected North Korean shell companies, cross-referencing them with major purchases across the country.
Flights, Super Duty trucks, computer equipment, real estate nothing stood out.
A 50-caliber gatling gun.
Nothing stood out until the alias Jane provided gave us Dwire's flight number and a new shell company.
Add it to the web, narrow the search parameters to the timeline of Dwire's arrival in New York, and we get Three short-term leases registered to the same company.
A warehouse in Queens, a townhouse in Brooklyn, and a parking lot in the Bronx.
He's in Brooklyn.
- Are you sure? - That's where I'd be.
Look at the other ones.
Parking lot's too exposed, warehouse doesn't have enough outs.
Yeah, she's right.
That townhouse has quick access to the water, the freeways, the subway system.
Plus, the last time I saw Dwire, he wouldn't shut up about Luger Burgers.
Peter Luger's like a block away.
They only take cash.
He's gotta be there.
What time you got, huh? 'Cause I got about half past amateur hour.
They were supposed to be here at Show me your hands! Show me your hands! Get down! - Get on the floor! - Spread 'em! Hello, Dwire.
- Remember me? - [HANDCUFFS SNAPPING.]
This is for Paris.
Get 'em out of here.
We've got the black box.
Hey do you have a minute? Depends.
Has North Korea stood down their missiles? Not yet.
Then I have a few seconds at best.
- Walk with me.
- Okay.
Is it just me, or is there something up - with Assistant Director Reade? - Like how? Like how he hasn't said a word to me or anyone else that isn't a direct order.
I I would cut him a break.
When I was creating my app Wonderville.
Wizardville.
I hired a lot of my friends, and telling them what to do all the time wasn't a ton of fun.
It's not like I'm trying to be extra fun.
I'm just trying to be normal.
Okay, well, maybe you need to find your new normal.
Look at me and Stuart.
We hate each other, and we're still friends.
Yeah, I don't think Stuart hates you.
No, he definitely does.
This it's like our whole thing.
Um, I don't think he knows that.
Oh now I feel bad.
Okay, I need to be better.
I'll fix it.
How we doing, Nikhil? Fingers crossed the missile shield's still active.
But we don't know if the black box was cloned.
Marci's running diagnostics on it now.
How long until we know if the data's been copied or compromised? Hard to say.
The system's running really slow.
Just a ton of lag.
Stuart! Are you kidding? Please tell me you're not using up bandwidth on that molecule tattoo.
I just thought, since the threat's been neutralized The threat has not been neutralized! The nukes are still live.
The North Koreans are nothing if not persistent.
I need my team scanning the DOD firewall to find the hacker who crashed the satellite so he doesn't drop another one and try again.
- Or she.
- Exactly.
Women can be hackers, too, Stuart.
I never said they I never said they couldn't.
This is a very high-octane situation! Are you on this team or not?! Honestly, you scare me, and I'm just trying to be useful while I stay out of your way.
Okay, Dwire's in Interrogation One, but we're still missing pieces to the puzzle.
Where are we on finding the hacker? It's a signal, a noise issue, all kinds of attempted hacks, disguising the one that actually got through.
But we're working on it.
I designed the satellite security system.
I might be able to decipher any potential breaches.
I could use all the help we could get.
All right, jump in.
Zapata, you stay with Marci.
As soon as she secures the black box, make sure she gets an FBI escort back to DOD.
Great, if I'm not too worn out from arranging transportation, then maybe I'll run down some more CIA leads.
Good thinking.
Do it.
Weller, Jane, you guys are with me.
I'll take the lead on Dwire.
If there's North Korean operatives in the area, he's gonna be the key to finding them.
Full immunity.
That's never gonna happen.
Did you hack the satellite yourself? Ha! Do I look like a nerd? You look like a guy who's gonna spend a lot of time in prison.
Maybe.
Or maybe I'll break out.
I got a bunch of cash stashed away, a ton of aliases our little friend don't know nothin' about.
Is she watching right now? Hey, Jane.
Tell me who crashed the satellite.
I told you, man.
I was in the woods, minding my business, getting ready to play a little paint ball, when a couple of very scary men killed two very rude hunters.
Now, if y'all hadn't have got to that townhouse when you did, they even might have killed me, too.
That townhouse was paid for by a North Korean shell company.
The same one that paid for your airfare.
Is that the good Korea or the bad one? It's the one pointing nuclear missiles at us right now.
Are they operating stateside? Can you confirm California's their target? I can confirm I sure as hell hope it's not New York.
You know Jane from K&R.
Right? You saved lives together.
You have a chance to save a lot of lives right now, and you don't care, you're just gonna sit there, pledging allegiance to North Korea? See, that's where you're wrong, man.
My loyalty's to Bitcoin and immunity deals.
Make me an offer hmm? So that's the guy that you chose to work with? No.
I worked with good people, too.
Guys like Dwire are an occupational hazard.
Yeah, well, maybe the occupation's the hazard.
I couldn't control who else got hired for a job, but the ends justified the means.
Haven't you ever worked with bad people to do good things? Yeah we work with Rich all the time now.
You're friend's a prick.
[SCOFFS.]
He's not my friend.
He's a megalomaniac who thinks he can win any game he's playing.
It is possible that he didn't even know that he was working for North Korea.
Or he doesn't want to roll over on them without an immunity deal.
You're gonna give him a deal? If that's what it takes.
It's your office, it's your call.
If you think immunity is best I think ballistic missiles are in play and we're running out of time.
Nothing else I'm doing today is working.
- You want my take? - Sure.
Your old team is back, and you're overcompensating.
Taking on too much, second-guessing yourself, and from the field report I read almost getting yourself killed.
Please, don't sugarcoat it.
Be the leader I have seen you be.
Your team is the best of the best.
Hell, that's why we formed this task force, isn't it? Empower them, trust them and they'll deliver.
Ohh, there she is! Jane, you sold out, girl.
Or were you always a G-man? [CHUCKLING.]
You wasting your talents here.
I liked you a lot better when you were unaffiliated.
- Hmm, funny - Mm.
I never liked you.
But I used to respect your skill set.
Which is clearly fading with your hairline.
Ooh.
[CHUCKLES.]
I should have killed you for that bounty when I had a chance.
You lucky Clem waved me off.
Does Clem know you FBI? Do you ever shut up? You know the reason you got caught was because you wouldn't stop yapping about burgers.
Right? For a guy whose motto is, "Get in, get out, get paid," what happened? - Hey, I didn't screw up! - You forget to get out? Really? As far as I can tell, you were sitting on $1 billion worth of stolen tech, just waiting to get busted.
Mm, no, no.
I followed the plan.
If if my employees would have shown up on time, I'd have been home free.
Your employers hung you out to dry.
Mm-mmm maybe they didn't show up 'cause they knew the FBI was coming, huh? Maybe I'm not the problem.
Maybe your new team sprung a leak.
[JANE SIGHS.]
If he's right, we could be in real trouble.
Zapata's been talking to her CIA connections, Hirst made phone calls up the ladder.
The lead could have come from anyone.
Not quite.
Those sources only have one piece of the puzzle each.
Some new about the satellite and some knew about the raid.
Okay, so who knew about both? [STAMMERING.]
I didn't do anything.
You have the clearance, the access.
As of yesterday, you had $2 million in Bitcoin and a one-way ticket to Dubai.
You think I did this for $2 million to crash a satellite and help North Korea nuke California? I went to UC Berkeley! I need a lawyer.
There's not a lawyer in the world that could get you out of this, Nikhil.
Last night, you used your own security badge to access the satellite network.
From your own terminal! I was in the hospital last night.
Call the hospital! I I was there all night.
Call Marci.
I I asked her to let my dogs out because I wouldn't be home and Where was your access badge? Did you have it on you? No No, it was in my apartment.
And so was Marci.
[SILENCER GUNSHOTS, MEN GRUNTING.]
Sale's back on.
Meet me in 20 minutes.
I'll text you the location.
I'm crying, and and Bill, he just keeps stealing my soup, right? And he won't leave me alone.
And I see my dad, and he's running, and he just lines up Billy and he kicks him over the fence.
Wait, wait, wait, your dad kicked a kid over the fence? - A kid? - Yeah.
No, no.
Billy was my cat.
Did I not say that bit? [BOTH LAUGHING.]
Ohh.
Ohh.
Billy was your cat.
Okay.
[CHUCKLING.]
Well thank you for the beer, and the company.
I I haven't, um Hey, mate, no problem.
Happy to.
But I gotta ask.
All that stuff you said earlier, feeling alone, everything seeming so pointless I've heard it before.
I was too afraid to ask Mike this, but you're not gonna hurt yourself, right? No.
I'm not gonna hurt myself.
[SIGHS.]
Good.
'Cause I don't think I could go through that again, you know? Not for all the money in the world.
Money? Yeah.
My mate Mike was loaded.
Left me everything.
Millions.
Just wanna get rid of it.
Use it for something good.
I don't think I've ever told anyone that before.
Been nursing these beers all day.
My tolerance must be low.
It's not your tolerance, it's the drugs.
I spiked your drink with a blend of sodium thiopental and hemlock.
Truth serum with a nasty kick.
I've been targeting you, Tom.
You come to the same PTSD support group every week.
"Pity makes it worse, I just want it to end"? That's exactly what Mike emailed you before he jumped off the bridge.
I knew I could trigger you.
Make you wanna protect me.
Over the last few hours, you've told me your mother's maiden name, the city you met your best friend in, the street you grew up on your first pet's name.
Everything I need to get into your bank account undetected.
- [WEAKLY.]
Please - Don't beg.
Don't try to move.
This is hard enough.
See, I've killed a lot of people, Tom.
But I've never actually liked any of them.
It felt good to talk.
Like a real friend.
I don't wanna die.
I know.
I promise it won't hurt.
And I promise I will do something good with the money.
Why are you doing this? For the money? Tom if all I wanted was your money, I'd just take it.
I'm here for something else.
You need to think harder, Nikhil.
Marci has the black box.
We're running out of time.
I don't know anything! Yes, you do.
Marci the hacker, Marci the terrorist.
She's the same woman you've been working with.
Just because she was hiding something doesn't mean you don't know her.
It means that you can use what you know to figure out the rest.
Where did she go? [SIGHS.]
Marci's smart.
She'd stick to public places.
Okay.
She needs to make a remote connection to the shield.
She'd need speed to cover her tracks.
Something that's already transferring epic amounts of data.
Good.
Good, okay.
This is where we found the FBI escort vehicle.
That's right near River Point Museum.
And Marci's on the advisory board.
It's super public.
Its research department transfers massive amounts of data per day.
[SIRENS WAILING.]
I love you, Kurt.
I love you, too.
You're angry.
Not at you.
There's no way running into Dwire was a coincidence.
Roman made that happen.
[ROMAN.]
Penance.
These tattoos are how you'll pay your way.
He designed these tattoos to punish me.
He wants us to lie.
He wants us to fight.
I mean, he wants to control us.
The only way to figure out his end game is to survive whatever landmines he puts in our path.
We can't let Roman drive us apart.
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
[READE.]
All right, give me teams in every exit.
Weller, you and Jane take the main floor.
- Yes, sir.
- Zapata and I will head upstairs.
[WELLER.]
Patterson, send I.
D.
photos of Marci - to everyone's phone.
- Done! I'm looking at blueprints of the museum.
Marci needs a high-powered computing station to turn off the shield.
There's one in the planetarium.
We're heading in now.
[WELLER.]
Reade, Tasha, keep searching upstairs in case Marci's on the move.
[FEMALE NARRATOR.]
Asteroids from the main belt crash together, sending debris careening out into the solar system, and gravity from celestial bodies like the earth pull the meteoroids onto a collision course.
But when a rogue asteroid doesn't strike [WHISPERS.]
Marci.
Marci.
[WELLER.]
She's dead.
She's dead.
The black box is gone.
[PATTERSON.]
Uh, okay, well, there's some more bad news.
The black box just connected to the satellite network.
Someone is writing code to turn off the missile shield right now.
[WELLER.]
We gotta get these people out of here.
[GUNFIRE, CROWD SCREAMING.]
Everyone, get down! Down on the floor! Now! Stay down! [AUTOMATIC GUNFIRE.]
[WELLER.]
Get down! Everybody down! Everybody down! Okay, it looks like there's a computer hub in the planetarium itself.
The North Koreans must have their own coder.
He or she is shutting down the missile shield at an incredible rate.
All the satellites in the shield are going offline.
98 71 you need to stop that coder before all the satellites in the shield go dark.
58.
31.
You are very quickly running out of time.
Yeah, we get it! We just can't make it to the computer room.
Can't you hack them? If I could hack them in time, I wouldn't be yelling at you to hurry up 26! I don't have a shot.
[PATTERSON.]
19.
Weller, go! I got you covered! 12 12 satellites left.
You need to move, now! [GRUNTING.]
[GRUNTING.]
Uhh! Agh! Ah! Three satellites left! Uhh! Two satellites left! Those missiles are gonna fire! Uhh! You okay? Two left! Two satellites left.
You did it.
Yay.
That was not fun.
- Clear! - [ZAPATA.]
Clear! [READE.]
My comms went out! We get nuked? [CHUCKLES.]
No! No.
[CHUCKLING.]
[PATTERSON.]
All the satellites are back up.
Missile shields online.
North Korea stood down their missiles.
They're not acknowledging the attack.
- What attack? - [HIRST.]
Exactly.
Nice work, everybody.
Saved a lot of lives today.
Yeah, I just wanna thank you all.
Aw, you don't need to thank us.
No, I do.
This job is hard, and it's just getting started.
And if today is any indication, we're in for a few surprises.
There'll be some kinks to work out, gonna take some time for us to get used to our new roles, but we're a damn good team.
I will drink to that.
No, you won't, no more drinking in the lab.
That's a new rule, but aside from that, not much is different.
We follow the tattoos and we take Roman down.
Whatever his true motives may be.
Hello.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY.]
[AUSTRALIAN ACCENT.]
I'm Tom Jakeman.
Hello.
Hello.
Tom Jakeman.
I have all this money.
Couldn't go through that again.
Not for all Not "fohr" all the money in the world.
[NORMAL VOICE.]
Why are you doing this? [AUSTRALIAN ACCENT.]
Why are you doing this? [COMPUTER PINGS.]
[SMOKE ALARM BEEPING.]
Agh! Hey.
Whoa, what the hell's going on out here? It said five minutes on high heat for those tofu steaks.
- Wait, tofu steaks? - Yeah.
All right, all right.
Sorry.
Uhh! There we go.
[ALARM STOPS.]
I'm sorry.
I'm trying so hard to get things right.
Well w-wait, what Why are you trying so hard? I spent so long looking for you.
In some ways it feels like I brought back a stranger.
I mean, there's so much that I missed.
Places, people that I'm not a part of.
Kathmandu, K&R.
Dwire.
Clem.
Hey go put on something nice.
Let's go out.
Dinner, wine.
We can catch up.
You know, money's a little tight at the moment.
Yeah, fancy date prob'ly not our best move.
Yeah, about that.
Hmm? Turns out [GRATE CLATTERS.]
K&R pays pretty well.
I was saving it for a rainy day.
I mean, we could probably still keep the apartment and go to dinner.
What do you think? Dinner's gonna have to wait.
[GIGGLES.]
[KNOCK ON DOOR.]
[DOOR OPENS.]
- Hey.
- Hey [SIGHS.]
I'm, uh, looking for my best friend.
Have you seen him? I think he moved to Langley, but you can leave the beer here, though.
I'm sorry about today.
I was a bit of an ass, and I'll be better.
I'm still getting used to having you guys back.
Me, too.
I'll try harder to respect your authority even though, technically, Keaton's my real boss at the CIA.
Oh, you work at the CIA now? That's funny, you never mentioned it.
[WOMAN.]
Babe, if that's the delivery guy, make sure to tip him extra for coming out of the zone.
[GASPS.]
[WHISPERING.]
Are you on a date right now? Not exactly, um Hi.
This is Zapata, from work.
Tasha, this is my girlfriend Megan.
We were just about to sit down and have dinner in our apartment.
Do you want to join us? Oh, this place is so great, and we always order way too much food.
Oh phh.
No, that is so nice of you, I'm Okay, seriously, Tasha.
We should have had you over ages ago.
I don't know any of Ed's work friends.
No, you and you and Ed have plans Yeah, we don't have to Plan for another day.
- Yeah.
- Babe, she's already here.
She brought drinks.
This is happening.
Tasha, this is happening.
Okay this is happening.
[MUTTERS.]
This is happening.
Hey, Stuart, it's me again.
Uh, calling to apologize, again.
Uh, listen, I I I haven't been acting like myself lately.
A-And you're real good at your job, and clearly, you are screening your calls right now.
I promise I won't call back because, uh uh I'm actually here.
Uh, at your apartment, at your door, in person.
So, um, okay.
Bye.
Oh, and if you're in, like, a movie or something, I'm just really sorry about all the voicemails, and I'll just see you when you get here.
Okay, bye.
[BEEPS.]
[SIGHS.]
[DOOR CREAKS.]
Stuart? Stuart? Oh, my God.
Oh, no.
A mysterious clue.
This tattoo exposes someone in this very room.
Reveals a spy among them.
Everything is out in the open.
She's dirty, we've gotta take her down.
'Blindspot', all new, next Friday on NBC.