Blindspot (2015) s04e12 Episode Script
The Tale of the Book of Secrets
1 (indistinct chatter) (man clears throat) (Weller) Here she is.
Thank you.
Hey.
Hey.
(Weller) Do you do you want anything? How 'bout my vision back? I, uh I want to beat this.
I want to go home.
We all want that.
And I say "all" because Patterson and Rich came to see you.
- What? - (Patterson) Hey.
- Hey! - (loudly) Hey, Jane! - You look great! - Why are you yelling? - She's not deaf.
- Although, I may be now.
(chuckles) Ah, you've still got your sense of humor.
That's great.
(Rich) Okay, yup.
(Jane) Any new leads on the stem cells? (Patterson) Yeah, we had a major breakthrough last night.
Patterson found a lead in the cache.
Now Roman is pointing us toward this billionaire named Ken Lee.
He has his own private medical collection.
Including the Stanton cells that we believe could cure you.
(Patterson) Ken has the stem cells because he's a major hypochondriac and agoraphobe.
Supposedly, he hasn't left his place in years.
So, how do we how do we get these stem cells? Do we buy them? Not unless you got a spare billion layin' around.
There has to be something that he wants or needs.
(Patterson) We're gonna go meet with him right now.
We're gonna do everything we can.
A new aeronautic system called ARVO just went active.
Congrats? Madeline Burke has plans to exploit ARVO to take down a commercial airplane.
So, not congrats, then.
We think she wants to tank Bradley Dynamics, the company responsible for ARVO's tech, in order to scoop up their contracts.
Yeah, we don't know which plane she's targeting.
Or when.
Well, uh, I don't fly much anymore, house arrest and all.
But if I were you, I would just ground all the planes.
Uh, just suspend all commercial flights indefinitely? Yeah, that won't hurt the global economy.
Look, you called me in for advice, I'm jus No we brought you in for a job.
A straight-up undercover mission.
Madeline is expecting to meet with a hacker named Del Toro.
(Reade) You play Del Toro, and you just have to figure out what flight she's targeting.
Will I also be playing Maria in a Boise State production of "West Side Story"? "Del Toro," seriously? Do I look like a like a Del Toro? Del Toro's just a handle.
No one's ever even seen the guy.
Well, if no one's seen him, then why me? Why not use someone on your payroll? There is that one guy.
Tasteless dresser.
Emotionally manipulative.
Name rhymes with "witch," and another word that also rhymes with "witch.
" Well, Rich works here, and she knows that Madeline has been to our offices.
Plus, Rich's eccentricities might not be ideal for Madeline.
She's very particular.
She's sugarcoating it.
Madeline killed Del Toro's predecessor.
So, this is a suicide mission? Tha-That's why I'm going? Because I'm dispensable? No thanks! Look if you pull this off, we'll grant you immunity.
No more house arrest.
We'll expunge your record.
(sighs) My God, people.
Lead with that! Okay.
What's the plan? See this? Madeline has an identical one on her desk.
Only this isn't actually a paperweight.
It's a sniffer.
I know.
Exactly.
This was specifically designed to clone the data on the chipset used in Madeline's computer.
So all you have to do is swap them out.
Look, I'll swap whatever if it means I'm out of that hellhole and reunited with Netflix, Grindr and, oh, dinner at Per Se.
(Zapata) Keep in mind that Madeline will for sure make you prove your hacking ability.
There's gonna be a test.
(mocking) Oh, I'm so scared.
I'm so scared! I faked a nuke attack.
Remember? Madeline murdered the last hacker she didn't like.
Remember? I'd keep that in mind if I were you.
Special Agent Patterson and, uh Special Consultant, Rich Dot'cm.
Dot'cm, right.
Dot'cm, yeah.
Yeah.
Nothing against you, but I'd prefer not to shake hands.
Of course.
It's a disgusting tradition.
So, uh what can I do to help you? Uh, Mr.
Lee, we're actually here for a favor.
One of our agents is dying.
(Kim) I'm very sorry to hear that.
Her name is Jane.
The stem cells that you have could save her life.
We're hoping that you would consider donating them.
Of course, we're talking commendations here.
And some serious hardware.
Or, the next time you wander into the FBI, you might find yourself in the Ken Lee Honorary Conference Room.
I wish I could help you, truly.
But the stem cells are for me.
Come on, you clearly don't need them.
- But I might.
- Yeah, but you don't.
If you don't have a warrant, I'd like you to leave.
W-We told you she's dying, right? You understand that this woman is dying? - Rich, no.
- Right? I mean, people give kidneys.
People rip them out of their bodies to give kidneys! Yes, and other people buy them, or so I hear.
The cells were nearly impossible to acquire.
So, I'm not giving them away to the first charity that comes my way.
What if we were to give you the Book of Secrets? What? I have no idea what that is.
Sorry, that's actually an internal name.
(Patterson) I know you've heard of it.
Rare South American tome said to contain thousands of cures.
El Libro de la Eternidad? It's rumored to exist, but Oh, it exists, and we have it.
I'm proposing a simple exchange.
The cells for El Libro.
I'd have to verify its provenance.
But assuming everything checked out that's an exchange I can accept.
(Rich) Okay, we'll go get it.
- Yeah.
- It's, uh in our vault, out of state.
It's a bit of a schlep.
We could have it back to you in Forty-eight hours, maximum.
You have it or you don't.
If it's not in my hands by then, my deal is off the table.
Okay.
Is there something you're not telling me? We don't have the Book of Secrets.
If we wanna save Jane's life, we have 48 hours to do it.
If she even makes it that long.
You broke the cardinal rule of bargaining: Do not offer that which you do not have.
Oh, you know what? You should be flattered, because you've somehow, you know, wormed your way into my brain and convinced me that this book might actually exist.
Of course it exists.
What I don't get is how you knew Ken Lee would even want it.
He's a billionaire hypochondriac that collects medical rarities.
I took a gamble.
And also he had the snake knives.
Steak knives? What the hell do I care what kind of cutlery he uses? Snake knives.
The ones from your research.
You read my book? My 1,800-page masterwork? - I skimmed it.
- No, no, no, no, no.
Not with that level of retention, you didn't.
- You read it.
- Okay, take it easy.
- Top to bottom.
- Okay Did you also make flashcards? The only reason I read this crap is because the cache is clearly pointing us to the Book of Secrets.
Yes, because Roman believed that it contained the cure for ZIP disease, for those of you just joining us.
No, no, no, no, no.
That is where you're wrong.
I think Roman is pointing us to it not because it contains anything worthwhile, but because it could be used to be bartered for the stem cells.
It is a means to an end.
Okay, Roman knew about Ken Lee.
And he knew that Ken had the Stanton cells but wanted El Libro more.
Okay, can you please stop using "El Libro"? It literally just means "the book," okay? Just because you're saying it in Spanish does not make it muy interesante.
Okay, we gotta loop in Reade and convince him to use FBI resources on a glorified treasure hunt.
(snaps fingers) Never you mind, Patty Mayonnaise.
I have a PowerPoint presentation.
Come.
Oh, boy.
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to talk about the cure that I found, months ago, for Jane.
The Book of Secrets is a long-lost, mystical tome filled with thousands of cures in dozens of languages: Spanish, Quechua, Aymara, Mapudungun We get it.
How come this is the first I'm hearing of this? Because it isn't full of cures.
It's sole value is the fact that we would like to trade it for Ken's stem cells.
How can we trade it if we have no clue where it is? (Rich) Maybe you have no clue, Afreen, but I have strong hunches.
Do you though? 'Cause, I overheard - you guys in the lab - Why are you being like this? Where is it, Rich? I believe that it is currently housed in one of the Americas.
Central, possibly South.
Maybe North.
- So, no clue.
- No! No, no.
I have a clue.
I have a clue! Three explorers: Alejandro Mendoza, Paulo Cruz, and Edward Ove were all thought to have pursued the book to Peru, Brazil, and Chile.
Those are countries, Rich.
Large countries.
Yes, but I have narrowed it down to regions in those countries using their drawings.
Do you see these mortars and pestles? And regionally-specific plant diagrams? Hold on, go back to that last image.
The one with the berries.
Oh.
(chuckles) Those are not berries.
Those are the poisonous seeds of the cherimoya fruit, otherwise known as the custard apple.
A favorite of Mark Twain.
He used it Oh, my God, I know where it is.
Can you What? Always stealing my focus.
Okay, so what do you got? (Patterson) Here, look.
There are identical cherimoya seeds on Roman's third cache.
I thought they were berries until I saw your presentation.
All I'm hearing is: Rich, you sexy genius, you solved it again.
You gave me context.
See? (beeping) (Patterson) Identical.
No, they're nearly identical.
Roman is asking us to spot the differences.
So the main difference here is that Roman's image is overlaid with a grid.
Maybe the grid is its own clue.
Okay.
So what if Roman is telling us to shade in every grid square where we find an inconsistency.
Okay, we got one two from the top, three from the left, four from the bottom.
Six over from the right, and second from the top, four from the right.
There's definitely a pattern here.
Let me run it through our database.
Any historical archives, centering the search on South America.
And we have a match.
The shaded squares are identical to the relief on the doors of the Cathedral Basilica of the Assumption of the Virgin.
Otherwise known as Cusco Cathedral, in Peru.
Hey, your Americas hunch wasn't wrong.
Oh, my God.
I'm incredible.
Wait, except Roman got even more specific.
All these grid squares form the door pattern except for this one.
He's highlighting the bottom right corner of the grid.
Is he trying to get us to look at the Southeast cornerstone of Cusco Cathedral? That's where the Book of Secrets is.
Viva, el Perú.
Rimaykullayki, Book of Secrets! - What? - It's "Hello, Book of Secrets" in Quechua, It's an indigenous language of the Andes.
Look - I'll go talk to Reade.
You get Weller.
- Okay.
What do you mean you're not coming? I'm not leaving her.
I'm not.
Look, I hear you, but we made a deal with Ken.
The faster we can find this book, - the faster we can get the cells - I'm sorry.
Patterson! I trust you and Rich.
All right, if this book does exist, I'm sure that you will find it.
If it doesn't If these are Jane's last I-I don't want to spend them chasing a fairy tale.
I want to spend them with her.
Kurt, she's gonna pull through.
Nobody is stronger than Jane.
I'm not leaving her.
Understood.
I'll keep you posted.
Hey, Patterson.
Do you really think this is our best bet? We'll get those stem cells.
I promise.
It's not happening.
Oh, come on, we need the Bureau's private jet! You never heard the term "necessary luxury"? - No.
- I know that's a lie.
I also know that jet lag is detrimental to the optimal functioning of the human mind! It's a one-hour time difference - between here and Cusco.
- Yeah, but it's a long flight.
We're gonna need first-class seats.
Lay-flat beds.
Ooh, and accommodations at the Belmond would be nice.
Roundtrip tickets JFK to Cusco, no hotel.
What am I supposed to do, sleep on the street? Pick someone up at a bar, go home with them? I mean, I'll do it, it sounds fun.
You're not supposed to sleep anywhere.
You go to the cathedral, you get the book, and you come right back.
Understood? - Okay.
- Also, this mission's unsanctioned.
- Wait, what? Why? - (sighs) The Peruvian Minister of Culture formed a task force to crack down on pillaging artifacts.
It's illegal to take anything out of the country, including this book, assuming it exists.
Can't they make an exception? Not in the timeframe we're working with.
A group of scholars has to give the okay, which takes months, and I doubt we'd even get the approval.
Only reason why I'm comfortable with any of this is 'cause it could mean saving Jane's life.
Okay, so you're saying watch our backs? I would tread lightly.
Well, can I have some luggage with a secret compartment or something? - Fine.
- And a head lamp? For some spelunking.
Like, if our lives depended on it.
Oh, and a trowel.
I'm gonna need a trowel.
(Patterson) You know what? A little help would be nice.
Especially since you're the one who overpacked.
Hey, I am trying to keep up our cover ID as American turistas, okay? So, de nada.
Smile.
(camera beeps and clicks) (chuckles) Oh, wow.
- Okay, okay.
- Okay.
Oh, monara.
That's a perfect match.
(sniffing) Smell that? It's the Book of Secrets.
(loudly) You know, Lonely Planet says that the southeast corner of this building is a perfect photo spot! - Why are you yelling? - Great idea! Hey! Psst! It's another clue! Seriously? Jane is dying.
We don't have time to solve another complicated puzzle.
Well, we'd better get a move on, because something tells me this is just the beginning.
(phone line ringing) (Reade) Did you guys get the book? Uh, not quite.
We're at the cathedral.
We just found a second clue.
I'm sending you the photo now.
I'm on it.
(Rich) Okay, and it should be pointing somewhere awesome, like a sex lair or something with snake charmers, or maybe a cave.
Ooh, spelunking! See, I knew packing those headlamps was a good idea.
(beeping) Oh, I got a match.
It's a mural.
(Rich) A cave painting, that's it! No, it's a mural on the wall of a bed and breakfast in town.
Oh.
Ah, no Afreen, I would Google that again.
We're on an epic puzzle adventure.
This isn't "Under The Tuscan Sun.
" No, ignore him.
I'm sure what you found is right.
Can you tell me more? The B&B is called De La Sol, it's on the East side, in an old house.
Is it an old haunted house, at least? I mean, give me something to work with here.
(Patterson) Uh, thanks, guys.
Send me the address, and we'll keep you posted.
Tasha, at last.
I take it - this is Mr.
Del Toro? - Ms.
Burke.
- I've heard great things.
- Oh, what a coincidence.
I've done great things.
We'll see about that.
I don't put much stock in referrals.
An assessment, perhaps? Sure.
Where's my setup? - Over here? - No.
That's my computer.
You're set up over there.
Uh, isn't that a little Y2K? A craftsman never blames his tools.
If you're as good as you say, you should be able to use that perfectly adequate machine to access the deposits going into the bank downstairs.
They oversee $6 million in transfers every afternoon.
I'd like it all rerouted into that account.
(cell phone buzzing) I have to take this.
I expect you to be finished by the time I get back.
Keep an eye on him, Tasha.
(distant dog barking) Hey, Afreen was right.
There's the mural.
(clicks) It's a B&B, big whoop.
Ooh, are those alfajores? Yes, please.
Look at the snake's tongue.
It's an arrow.
Pointing us upstairs maybe? - (door opens) - Let's just check in and look around for the next clue.
- ¡Bienvenido! - How can I help you? Uh, we would love to book a room.
(gasps) I'm sorry.
I just let out the last room.
No, we, uh we should we have a reservation.
For tonight? How did you book? Oh, no.
Patricia my darling, my sweet bride I am so sorry.
I am An idiot? We're on our honeymoon.
And I was supposed to book the reservation, and you're saying you don't have any room? There's no listings for any Oh, damn it.
But it's okay, sir.
There is a Holiday Inn down the street.
(Rich) Holiday Inn? A Holiday Inn? I told you about the De La Sol months ago.
I know, I wrote it down.
I swear, I went I tried to make the reservation.
I thought I did it right.
You know I'm useless with computers.
A slice of Peru, that is all that I wanted, and now we're gonna spend our wedding night in a chain hotel? - We've had fun at Holiday Inns before.
- No.
You know what? If you're gonna make the call just ask for two rooms.
Look, I-I don't have any rooms, but I could put you in my father's old study.
It's upstairs.
Uh, that would be great.
Yeah, that'd be amazing.
Oh! Yeah! - Oh, okay.
- ¡Muchas gracias! ¡Muchas gracias! Oh, I-I mean, if-if that would be okay with your father, of course.
He passed away many years ago.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Is he the one that painted that lovely mural? Si, his name was Alejandro Mendoza.
Three explorers: Alejandro Mendoza And he was A rock star! Oh, you you know my father's work? That's surprising.
Yes, his greatest discovery was a book of cures, which has never since been found.
Oh, okay, I was thinking of a different Alejandro Mendoza.
The he's a guitarist.
- Oh - Have you heard of the band Slipknot? Is that okay, never mind.
Well, let's get you settled.
Please, follow me.
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
Oh, I'll get the bags, honey, don't worry.
They just check into hotel.
Understood.
Come on, you gotta eat something.
I'm not hungry.
Okay.
This is so unfair.
I thought I thought we would grow old together.
And we will.
You don't know that.
That's why you stayed behind.
- Jane - You've never turned down a field assignment in your life.
You wanted to be here in case I die.
(clears throat) Move over.
I want to be here because I'm your husband first and I'm an agent second.
And we will find those stem cells.
And we will cure you.
I promise you.
I can't see.
And it's getting harder to move, to to breathe.
My body's forgetting how to do everything.
And I'm I'm scared, Kurt.
(sobbing) I know.
And I am, too.
(sobbing) But it's gonna be okay.
I know it is.
I know it is.
Oh, sorry about the mess.
We just brought down some of my father's writings from the attic.
I'll move them out.
Oh, no-no-no-no-no, don't don't bother, really.
It's not a problem.
Is this Is this your dad? - Mm-hmm.
- Uhh you said he he discovered a book.
Was he an explorer of some sort? Well, both my parents were.
There's my mother, Eva, and my father, Alejandro, in 1945, the year they met.
'Til '55, when they had me, all they did was travel Peru, gathering artifacts.
Wow, they must have found some amazing things.
They did, but they hid a lot of them.
They felt a duty to protect our sacred objects from visitors, archeologists, thieves, stealing in the name of scholarship.
Bastards.
Yeah anyway, I'll give you some couples' time.
- Oh, yes.
- Thank you.
Yeah.
(door creaking) We hit the motherlode.
We are in Alejandro Mendoza's study.
This place could be crawling with clues.
His writing! I don't know, I feel guilty.
- What? Why? - We just lied to a perfectly nice woman, and we're planning to do the very thing the Mendozas strove to prevent: looting! For Jane.
We're looting for Jane.
That's different.
Is it? Okay, look, after we get the stem cells, from Ken, we can heist the Book of Secrets back from him, okay? Okay, okay, okay.
And then And then, you know, return it to the people of Peru? Yeah, or, you know, sell it on the dark web.
What is the matter with you? I thought we were brainstorming, okay? There's no bad ideas in brainstorming.
Just wait a second.
Uh, the mosaic on this weather station matches the serpent mural downstairs and the etchings on the cathedral.
Is that a coincidence? None of its gauges are working.
Each is affixed to a set number.
Okay 1-35-09-2.
(beeping) Coordinates.
To a lookout point above Cusco.
Let's go.
Type faster, Madeline will be back any minute.
Not helpful.
Haven't you finished yet? I thought you were the best.
The best takes time.
You want fast, go to McDonalds.
Del Toro can do this.
Just give him a few minutes There.
Done.
(dinging) Well, yes.
It appears you are.
The funds have just dropped into my account.
Excellent work Boston Arliss Crab.
I don't appreciate being lied to.
I thought I made that clear.
It wasn't a lie.
This is Del Toro.
Don't double down on this, Tasha.
I've confirmed his identity The man sitting before us has consulted for the FBI, and I think you knew that.
Yes, his name is Boston Arliss Crab.
But his name is also Del Toro.
(laughing) He's a hacker, Madeline.
He has dozens of aliases.
I did my research.
He's the one who breached NORAD's missile defense system and caused the false nuclear threat on New York.
I think that's evidence enough to believe that he's severed ties with the Bureau.
He's done jobs under the handles O.
Weimar, - Z8, Lucy D, Esga - Hey-Hey-Hey! You wanna shut up? Blowing all my covers was not part of our deal.
You gonna give this bitch my social security number next? Excuse me? You think you're big time? This whole job has felt like amateur hour.
First, you insult me with that stupid test I'll vet you as I see fit.
Madeline, I am so sorry for the confusion.
And for his behavior.
"Madeline, I'm so sorry, Madeline.
" Where's my apology?! Huh?! Sweetie! An adult is talking to you! You know what, I don't care how good he is, I am taking him out right now.
No, no, we still need him to down that plane, even if he is a whiny little A whiny little what? You know, you're either very brave or very stupid.
Why can't he be both? And you're clearly very good at what you do.
And I'm sorry if this job has been trying on your delicate constitution.
But it isn't over yet.
Now, I have a few things to attend to.
You two wait here for further instructions.
Is that acceptable to you, Mr.
Del Toro? Yeah, yeah, I just needed to be heard.
(Rich) Okay, well, here we are at the corner of a magnificent view and a humongous Jesus.
- Rich.
- What? - The power of Christ compelled me.
- Okay, let's split up, keep our eyes peeled for clues.
Okay.
Aha! I found something! I win! Ha! It's the exact outline of the weather station in Alejandro's study.
My thoughts exactly.
That's why I married you.
It's a hidey-hole.
- It's empty.
- What? How is that even possible? Somebody got to it before us? No.
After all this all we get is a hole in the wall? Without that book, we don't get the stem cells, and without the stem cells, - Jane is gonna - (sighs) Wait a minute.
Look at these carvings.
These are etchings of zeros and ones, like this brick is trying to guide us to a computer.
How is that even possible? Alejandro and Eva - made this clue trail in the '40s.
- Mm-hmm.
Wait, what is this? It's letters.
"RB 4 RB.
" Rare Book for Roast Beef.
- I got nothing.
- No.
How about Roman Briggs for Remi Briggs? - Roman must have gotten here first.
- Of course! He took the clue to ensure that we would be the only ones to find the Book of Secrets! Okay.
So, the zeroes and ones, the initials those are hints that he added.
Maybe this does point us to a computer.
- The cache.
- The cache.
Okay, okay.
So, on Roman's first cache, there was a file on there that I never could open.
The file's name was "Full Circle.
" Okay, we found the file.
Now what? Try the coordinates for where we are as the password.
1-3-5-0-9 Say that again? 9, what? 9-2-4-9 7-1-9 7-8-3-3-1.
(Rich) The reception's pretty bad here.
We'll call you back from a landline.
Secondary authentication required.
Seriously, Roman? It seems like some kind of pictorial puzzle.
Start running these pictures against the tattoo database.
- I'll loop in Weller.
- Yeah.
Oh.
Uh, have you heard back from Zapata at all? - Still nothing.
- All right.
Roman left us a clue on the cache.
It's password protected.
What's the clue? It's a picture puzzle.
- Huh.
Perfect clue for a blind woman.
- (laughs) Describe it to me.
It's some sort of antelope in front of a shield.
It's You know, it could be a coat of arms.
- You're sure it's an antelope? - No.
I mean, it could be a deer.
No, it's It's not a deer.
- It's a springbok.
- A spring what? It's a gazelle found in South Africa.
And it's not a shield.
It's the South African seal.
Roman's describing his coin.
Our coin, the one that we used to trade back and forth to make each other feel better when we were kids at the orphanage.
I got you something.
I think I know the password.
Okay.
Try "I got you something.
" "I got you something"? It worked.
That one's labeled "map.
" Open it.
What's this even supposed to be a map of? A compass rose and a bunch of scattered dots? Maybe the note explains it? It's for Jane.
"In the event of my death" It's from Roman.
(clears throat) "Hey, Sis.
I got you something.
I never solved this one.
I hope you can.
I did my best.
May you outlive this for the both of us.
Your brother, always, Roman.
" So, Roman never cracked the map, and he had months to decode it.
Yeah, but he never had Patterson or Rich.
He designed those caches.
He was more than capable.
If he couldn't solve it, we never will.
Not before it's too late to matter.
All right, Reade is sending over a scan of Roman's uncrackable dot map.
Supposedly uncrackable.
Let me take a look at it.
Oh, yeah, that's just a bunch of nothing.
You know, are we even sure this is a map? I mean, Roman never cracked this one, so maybe he started with a faulty assumption.
Or maybe he didn't have all the information he needed to solve it.
(Juanita) We just brought down some of my father's writings from the attic.
Alejandro's old notes! Roman never got to look at them.
You know, I know that we're not technically married and you're not really my type, but every time we do this thing where we finish each other's sentences, I get a little turned on.
You are completely alone in that.
Look at the compass rose.
It's identical.
It's a map of Machu Picchu.
¡Ay, Dios mÃo! Alejandro, why would you hide the Book of Secrets in the most heavily touristed area in Peru? It's not exactly a secure location.
No, you're looking at it all wrong.
In the late '40s, excavation was over.
Archeologists had already moved on to other sites.
If Alejandro and Eva wanted to hide it someplace no one would look They'd have to put it somewhere that had already been plundered.
We have a train to catch.
Okay, look, there's an "X" on both maps one here and another one here.
(imitates Indiana Jones) Yeah, "but X never, ever marks the spot.
" What are you doing? Why are you talking like that? You've never seen Indiana Jones? - That's your Indy? - Yes, that's my Indy.
Are you kidding me? It's pitch perfect.
- No it's not.
- How dare you! Who are you, Rich Little? Do yours.
Okay, listen, you're distracting me.
We have two maps with two endpoints.
Let's split up and explore simultaneously.
Eh, unless they're not endpoints.
Alejandro used to explore with Eva.
What if they're starting points? And they're meant to meet in the middle.
- Like Lady and the Tramp.
- (gasps) Okay, all right.
We gotta each get to our Xs.
I'll give the signal.
We gotta start at the same time at the same pace.
We'll start with the left foot.
Ready? Three, two Okay, uh, or we could use math.
I will calculate the midpoint.
Yep.
I guess we could do that too.
All right.
This is the midpoint.
"On this spot on April 23, 1920, "what was believed to be "an Incan telescope dating back to 1451 was discovered.
" Suck on that, NASA.
The clue is telling us to look to the stars.
So we gotta hide out in the gift shop until nightfall? No, we don't have to wait for nightfall.
My Dad and I created an app that tells you which stars would be visible on any given date, so if we enter April 23, 1920, allow the app to give us access to our location There we go.
(pronouncing it Ur-coo-chu-lay) Urcuchillay.
Am I chilly? No, I'm not chilly.
Do you need my coat? (pronouncing it Ur-coo-chee-eye) It's Urcuchillay, the llama-shaped god of Incan herdsman.
In fact, as we were coming down here, I swear I saw a llama conopas - by the ruins of the slaughterhouse.
- What's a conopas? It's a stone figure usually placed by the final resting place of an animal.
- Research! - Okay, okay! Okay.
So, the sacrificial altar would traditionally be placed in the center of the space.
There! Remains of where it was.
Okay.
Great.
I'm about to do something incredibly illegal.
Whoa! You brought a shovel? It's called a trowel.
I also have a whisk broom.
Excuse me.
Make it quick.
(trowel clanks against object) - I found something! - Hurry.
- Hurry, please.
- It's a box! We have a box! (blows) The Book of Secrets.
We did it.
We're gonna save Jane.
It's all here.
All the great cures.
All of nature's answers.
"Dried plums for rigid bowels.
" That's not exactly life shattering.
Well, none of these are.
I told you this.
It's a bunch of herbal remedies.
All that matters is that Ken wants them.
Okay.
- Okay.
Okay.
- Right.
Let's call Kurt, let's get our bags, and let's hop on the next flight! Okay.
Last one down to the bottom of the mountain See ya! Hey, I gotta grab my trowel! Reade sent an update.
He says the team's close.
You're not just saying that? Would I lie to you? Mmm.
I wish I could see you one last time.
That sexy crooked smile.
Hmm.
My smile's not that crooked.
Kurt.
I love you.
You know that, right? Don't say it like that.
Like what? Like it's the last time.
I love you and I always will.
I love you too.
Why don't you Why don't you rest, all right? Sweet dreams, baby.
I'll be back in a second.
This is Kurt Weller from the New York Office of the FBI.
I want to talk to Ken Lee.
It's urgent.
(assistant) Mr.
Lee has stepped out for the day.
I'll let him know that you called.
Supposedly, he hasn't left his place in years.
(Patterson) Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Thank you for doing the legwork.
I'll take El Libro now or you'll pay with your lives.
We had a deal.
Slide it over.
Are you sure? That seems kind of disrespectful, doesn't it? Plus, it's pretty old.
I don't know if sliding's the best move for (gun cocks) Okay.
Sliding.
- Please.
- Get down.
Our friend is dying! I said, get down! (shouting in Spanish) (assistant) Mr.
Lee has stepped out for the day.
I'll let him know that you called.
I just tried Ken Lee.
I was told that he wasn't at home.
Find Ken Lee right now! Tracking his cell.
What's he doing in Peru? He's double-crossing us.
He has no intention of trading the stem cells for the Book of Secrets.
He's just using Rich and Patterson to find it for him.
Call the Peruvian National Police.
I'll get in touch with Rich and Patterson.
It's time for a new plan! So, now that the trade is off the table, we have a new deal for you.
We can get you out of here.
Unless you want to spend time in a Peruvian prison.
I'm pretty sure they don't have any hand sanitizer, although shaking hands - might be the least of your problems.
- Yeah.
And as a hypochondriac - I'm not a hypochondri - Please! You eat freeze-dried food in a hermetically sealed oxygen tent.
How long do you think you're gonna last on a dirty concrete floor? What do you want? What we always wanted.
You give us the Stanton cells, we can get you back stateside and on indefinite house arrest with your beloved Quartz crystals.
What about El Libro? Can we please just stick to calling it The Book of Secrets? A little respect, please.
That's what it's called.
The Book is going back to its rightful place, Peru's National Museum of Archaeology, Anthropology and History.
After I photocopy the pages, of course.
You have a deal.
Call your minions.
Have them deliver the cells to Sinai Hospital, stat.
- Hey! Where's Jane? - How'd it go? - Uh, ask her yourself.
- Oh! Oh, hey.
Apparently, this hospital doesn't believe in a "recovery period" and they've got me doing laps in the hall already.
That's That's great.
You gotta use it or lose it, right? - I guess.
- (laughter) The stem cell treatment, it couldn't have gone better.
Yeah.
I'm gonna be fine, thanks to you two.
Oh, hey.
Uh, technically, it's thanks to the Book of Secrets.
You know, that's the whole reason that your life got saved here, which is really trivial to me, if you think about it.
I mean, I know that we all know the Book of Secrets was my obsession.
I brought it to you guys.
But, hey, really, if Doubtful Delilah over here hadn't questioned me every step of the way Oh, come on! Stem cells saved Jane's life! There's a difference between actual - and proximate cause.
- Ooh, look at you with the legalese.
Judge Judy over here.
All right.
You guys can duke this out later.
Why don't we let Jane rest, even if it's against hospital policy? Good call.
Seriously, thank you.
Yeah.
Hey, I was thinking Saving Jane's life, that could qualify me for, like, a promotion, right? Or at least a nominal office upgrade? Or how about another assignment? I need you to find Zapata and Boston.
Is Boston's mission not going as well as mine? - Ours? - Possibly.
I don't know for sure.
They haven't checked in.
- What do you mean? Like, at all? - No.
I'm afraid to call them and blow their cover.
We can trace their cells.
Afreen's been trying.
No offense to Afreen, but she's no us.
We'll find them.
How much longer is this gonna take? We've been here all night.
Relax, Tasha.
Time to move to the second location.
Uh, second location? I thought the plan was for me to take Del Toro to the safe house, monitor him, and then you'd let me know when you were ready.
I'm ready.
Now give me your phones.
This isn't what I signed on for.
Know your place! I've endured one of your tantrums.
I won't have another one, and I'd hate to complain to your friends in the cartel.
Where are we going? Someplace invisible, where the man of a thousand names can complete the hack of a lifetime.
Now, give me your phone.
We can't risk having anyone trace our whereabouts.
He's gonna hack today? Is that a problem? It's just that he hasn't slept.
I'm done waiting, Tasha.
By tonight, we will have orchestrated the most devastating crash in airline history.
Thank you.
Hey.
Hey.
(Weller) Do you do you want anything? How 'bout my vision back? I, uh I want to beat this.
I want to go home.
We all want that.
And I say "all" because Patterson and Rich came to see you.
- What? - (Patterson) Hey.
- Hey! - (loudly) Hey, Jane! - You look great! - Why are you yelling? - She's not deaf.
- Although, I may be now.
(chuckles) Ah, you've still got your sense of humor.
That's great.
(Rich) Okay, yup.
(Jane) Any new leads on the stem cells? (Patterson) Yeah, we had a major breakthrough last night.
Patterson found a lead in the cache.
Now Roman is pointing us toward this billionaire named Ken Lee.
He has his own private medical collection.
Including the Stanton cells that we believe could cure you.
(Patterson) Ken has the stem cells because he's a major hypochondriac and agoraphobe.
Supposedly, he hasn't left his place in years.
So, how do we how do we get these stem cells? Do we buy them? Not unless you got a spare billion layin' around.
There has to be something that he wants or needs.
(Patterson) We're gonna go meet with him right now.
We're gonna do everything we can.
A new aeronautic system called ARVO just went active.
Congrats? Madeline Burke has plans to exploit ARVO to take down a commercial airplane.
So, not congrats, then.
We think she wants to tank Bradley Dynamics, the company responsible for ARVO's tech, in order to scoop up their contracts.
Yeah, we don't know which plane she's targeting.
Or when.
Well, uh, I don't fly much anymore, house arrest and all.
But if I were you, I would just ground all the planes.
Uh, just suspend all commercial flights indefinitely? Yeah, that won't hurt the global economy.
Look, you called me in for advice, I'm jus No we brought you in for a job.
A straight-up undercover mission.
Madeline is expecting to meet with a hacker named Del Toro.
(Reade) You play Del Toro, and you just have to figure out what flight she's targeting.
Will I also be playing Maria in a Boise State production of "West Side Story"? "Del Toro," seriously? Do I look like a like a Del Toro? Del Toro's just a handle.
No one's ever even seen the guy.
Well, if no one's seen him, then why me? Why not use someone on your payroll? There is that one guy.
Tasteless dresser.
Emotionally manipulative.
Name rhymes with "witch," and another word that also rhymes with "witch.
" Well, Rich works here, and she knows that Madeline has been to our offices.
Plus, Rich's eccentricities might not be ideal for Madeline.
She's very particular.
She's sugarcoating it.
Madeline killed Del Toro's predecessor.
So, this is a suicide mission? Tha-That's why I'm going? Because I'm dispensable? No thanks! Look if you pull this off, we'll grant you immunity.
No more house arrest.
We'll expunge your record.
(sighs) My God, people.
Lead with that! Okay.
What's the plan? See this? Madeline has an identical one on her desk.
Only this isn't actually a paperweight.
It's a sniffer.
I know.
Exactly.
This was specifically designed to clone the data on the chipset used in Madeline's computer.
So all you have to do is swap them out.
Look, I'll swap whatever if it means I'm out of that hellhole and reunited with Netflix, Grindr and, oh, dinner at Per Se.
(Zapata) Keep in mind that Madeline will for sure make you prove your hacking ability.
There's gonna be a test.
(mocking) Oh, I'm so scared.
I'm so scared! I faked a nuke attack.
Remember? Madeline murdered the last hacker she didn't like.
Remember? I'd keep that in mind if I were you.
Special Agent Patterson and, uh Special Consultant, Rich Dot'cm.
Dot'cm, right.
Dot'cm, yeah.
Yeah.
Nothing against you, but I'd prefer not to shake hands.
Of course.
It's a disgusting tradition.
So, uh what can I do to help you? Uh, Mr.
Lee, we're actually here for a favor.
One of our agents is dying.
(Kim) I'm very sorry to hear that.
Her name is Jane.
The stem cells that you have could save her life.
We're hoping that you would consider donating them.
Of course, we're talking commendations here.
And some serious hardware.
Or, the next time you wander into the FBI, you might find yourself in the Ken Lee Honorary Conference Room.
I wish I could help you, truly.
But the stem cells are for me.
Come on, you clearly don't need them.
- But I might.
- Yeah, but you don't.
If you don't have a warrant, I'd like you to leave.
W-We told you she's dying, right? You understand that this woman is dying? - Rich, no.
- Right? I mean, people give kidneys.
People rip them out of their bodies to give kidneys! Yes, and other people buy them, or so I hear.
The cells were nearly impossible to acquire.
So, I'm not giving them away to the first charity that comes my way.
What if we were to give you the Book of Secrets? What? I have no idea what that is.
Sorry, that's actually an internal name.
(Patterson) I know you've heard of it.
Rare South American tome said to contain thousands of cures.
El Libro de la Eternidad? It's rumored to exist, but Oh, it exists, and we have it.
I'm proposing a simple exchange.
The cells for El Libro.
I'd have to verify its provenance.
But assuming everything checked out that's an exchange I can accept.
(Rich) Okay, we'll go get it.
- Yeah.
- It's, uh in our vault, out of state.
It's a bit of a schlep.
We could have it back to you in Forty-eight hours, maximum.
You have it or you don't.
If it's not in my hands by then, my deal is off the table.
Okay.
Is there something you're not telling me? We don't have the Book of Secrets.
If we wanna save Jane's life, we have 48 hours to do it.
If she even makes it that long.
You broke the cardinal rule of bargaining: Do not offer that which you do not have.
Oh, you know what? You should be flattered, because you've somehow, you know, wormed your way into my brain and convinced me that this book might actually exist.
Of course it exists.
What I don't get is how you knew Ken Lee would even want it.
He's a billionaire hypochondriac that collects medical rarities.
I took a gamble.
And also he had the snake knives.
Steak knives? What the hell do I care what kind of cutlery he uses? Snake knives.
The ones from your research.
You read my book? My 1,800-page masterwork? - I skimmed it.
- No, no, no, no, no.
Not with that level of retention, you didn't.
- You read it.
- Okay, take it easy.
- Top to bottom.
- Okay Did you also make flashcards? The only reason I read this crap is because the cache is clearly pointing us to the Book of Secrets.
Yes, because Roman believed that it contained the cure for ZIP disease, for those of you just joining us.
No, no, no, no, no.
That is where you're wrong.
I think Roman is pointing us to it not because it contains anything worthwhile, but because it could be used to be bartered for the stem cells.
It is a means to an end.
Okay, Roman knew about Ken Lee.
And he knew that Ken had the Stanton cells but wanted El Libro more.
Okay, can you please stop using "El Libro"? It literally just means "the book," okay? Just because you're saying it in Spanish does not make it muy interesante.
Okay, we gotta loop in Reade and convince him to use FBI resources on a glorified treasure hunt.
(snaps fingers) Never you mind, Patty Mayonnaise.
I have a PowerPoint presentation.
Come.
Oh, boy.
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to talk about the cure that I found, months ago, for Jane.
The Book of Secrets is a long-lost, mystical tome filled with thousands of cures in dozens of languages: Spanish, Quechua, Aymara, Mapudungun We get it.
How come this is the first I'm hearing of this? Because it isn't full of cures.
It's sole value is the fact that we would like to trade it for Ken's stem cells.
How can we trade it if we have no clue where it is? (Rich) Maybe you have no clue, Afreen, but I have strong hunches.
Do you though? 'Cause, I overheard - you guys in the lab - Why are you being like this? Where is it, Rich? I believe that it is currently housed in one of the Americas.
Central, possibly South.
Maybe North.
- So, no clue.
- No! No, no.
I have a clue.
I have a clue! Three explorers: Alejandro Mendoza, Paulo Cruz, and Edward Ove were all thought to have pursued the book to Peru, Brazil, and Chile.
Those are countries, Rich.
Large countries.
Yes, but I have narrowed it down to regions in those countries using their drawings.
Do you see these mortars and pestles? And regionally-specific plant diagrams? Hold on, go back to that last image.
The one with the berries.
Oh.
(chuckles) Those are not berries.
Those are the poisonous seeds of the cherimoya fruit, otherwise known as the custard apple.
A favorite of Mark Twain.
He used it Oh, my God, I know where it is.
Can you What? Always stealing my focus.
Okay, so what do you got? (Patterson) Here, look.
There are identical cherimoya seeds on Roman's third cache.
I thought they were berries until I saw your presentation.
All I'm hearing is: Rich, you sexy genius, you solved it again.
You gave me context.
See? (beeping) (Patterson) Identical.
No, they're nearly identical.
Roman is asking us to spot the differences.
So the main difference here is that Roman's image is overlaid with a grid.
Maybe the grid is its own clue.
Okay.
So what if Roman is telling us to shade in every grid square where we find an inconsistency.
Okay, we got one two from the top, three from the left, four from the bottom.
Six over from the right, and second from the top, four from the right.
There's definitely a pattern here.
Let me run it through our database.
Any historical archives, centering the search on South America.
And we have a match.
The shaded squares are identical to the relief on the doors of the Cathedral Basilica of the Assumption of the Virgin.
Otherwise known as Cusco Cathedral, in Peru.
Hey, your Americas hunch wasn't wrong.
Oh, my God.
I'm incredible.
Wait, except Roman got even more specific.
All these grid squares form the door pattern except for this one.
He's highlighting the bottom right corner of the grid.
Is he trying to get us to look at the Southeast cornerstone of Cusco Cathedral? That's where the Book of Secrets is.
Viva, el Perú.
Rimaykullayki, Book of Secrets! - What? - It's "Hello, Book of Secrets" in Quechua, It's an indigenous language of the Andes.
Look - I'll go talk to Reade.
You get Weller.
- Okay.
What do you mean you're not coming? I'm not leaving her.
I'm not.
Look, I hear you, but we made a deal with Ken.
The faster we can find this book, - the faster we can get the cells - I'm sorry.
Patterson! I trust you and Rich.
All right, if this book does exist, I'm sure that you will find it.
If it doesn't If these are Jane's last I-I don't want to spend them chasing a fairy tale.
I want to spend them with her.
Kurt, she's gonna pull through.
Nobody is stronger than Jane.
I'm not leaving her.
Understood.
I'll keep you posted.
Hey, Patterson.
Do you really think this is our best bet? We'll get those stem cells.
I promise.
It's not happening.
Oh, come on, we need the Bureau's private jet! You never heard the term "necessary luxury"? - No.
- I know that's a lie.
I also know that jet lag is detrimental to the optimal functioning of the human mind! It's a one-hour time difference - between here and Cusco.
- Yeah, but it's a long flight.
We're gonna need first-class seats.
Lay-flat beds.
Ooh, and accommodations at the Belmond would be nice.
Roundtrip tickets JFK to Cusco, no hotel.
What am I supposed to do, sleep on the street? Pick someone up at a bar, go home with them? I mean, I'll do it, it sounds fun.
You're not supposed to sleep anywhere.
You go to the cathedral, you get the book, and you come right back.
Understood? - Okay.
- Also, this mission's unsanctioned.
- Wait, what? Why? - (sighs) The Peruvian Minister of Culture formed a task force to crack down on pillaging artifacts.
It's illegal to take anything out of the country, including this book, assuming it exists.
Can't they make an exception? Not in the timeframe we're working with.
A group of scholars has to give the okay, which takes months, and I doubt we'd even get the approval.
Only reason why I'm comfortable with any of this is 'cause it could mean saving Jane's life.
Okay, so you're saying watch our backs? I would tread lightly.
Well, can I have some luggage with a secret compartment or something? - Fine.
- And a head lamp? For some spelunking.
Like, if our lives depended on it.
Oh, and a trowel.
I'm gonna need a trowel.
(Patterson) You know what? A little help would be nice.
Especially since you're the one who overpacked.
Hey, I am trying to keep up our cover ID as American turistas, okay? So, de nada.
Smile.
(camera beeps and clicks) (chuckles) Oh, wow.
- Okay, okay.
- Okay.
Oh, monara.
That's a perfect match.
(sniffing) Smell that? It's the Book of Secrets.
(loudly) You know, Lonely Planet says that the southeast corner of this building is a perfect photo spot! - Why are you yelling? - Great idea! Hey! Psst! It's another clue! Seriously? Jane is dying.
We don't have time to solve another complicated puzzle.
Well, we'd better get a move on, because something tells me this is just the beginning.
(phone line ringing) (Reade) Did you guys get the book? Uh, not quite.
We're at the cathedral.
We just found a second clue.
I'm sending you the photo now.
I'm on it.
(Rich) Okay, and it should be pointing somewhere awesome, like a sex lair or something with snake charmers, or maybe a cave.
Ooh, spelunking! See, I knew packing those headlamps was a good idea.
(beeping) Oh, I got a match.
It's a mural.
(Rich) A cave painting, that's it! No, it's a mural on the wall of a bed and breakfast in town.
Oh.
Ah, no Afreen, I would Google that again.
We're on an epic puzzle adventure.
This isn't "Under The Tuscan Sun.
" No, ignore him.
I'm sure what you found is right.
Can you tell me more? The B&B is called De La Sol, it's on the East side, in an old house.
Is it an old haunted house, at least? I mean, give me something to work with here.
(Patterson) Uh, thanks, guys.
Send me the address, and we'll keep you posted.
Tasha, at last.
I take it - this is Mr.
Del Toro? - Ms.
Burke.
- I've heard great things.
- Oh, what a coincidence.
I've done great things.
We'll see about that.
I don't put much stock in referrals.
An assessment, perhaps? Sure.
Where's my setup? - Over here? - No.
That's my computer.
You're set up over there.
Uh, isn't that a little Y2K? A craftsman never blames his tools.
If you're as good as you say, you should be able to use that perfectly adequate machine to access the deposits going into the bank downstairs.
They oversee $6 million in transfers every afternoon.
I'd like it all rerouted into that account.
(cell phone buzzing) I have to take this.
I expect you to be finished by the time I get back.
Keep an eye on him, Tasha.
(distant dog barking) Hey, Afreen was right.
There's the mural.
(clicks) It's a B&B, big whoop.
Ooh, are those alfajores? Yes, please.
Look at the snake's tongue.
It's an arrow.
Pointing us upstairs maybe? - (door opens) - Let's just check in and look around for the next clue.
- ¡Bienvenido! - How can I help you? Uh, we would love to book a room.
(gasps) I'm sorry.
I just let out the last room.
No, we, uh we should we have a reservation.
For tonight? How did you book? Oh, no.
Patricia my darling, my sweet bride I am so sorry.
I am An idiot? We're on our honeymoon.
And I was supposed to book the reservation, and you're saying you don't have any room? There's no listings for any Oh, damn it.
But it's okay, sir.
There is a Holiday Inn down the street.
(Rich) Holiday Inn? A Holiday Inn? I told you about the De La Sol months ago.
I know, I wrote it down.
I swear, I went I tried to make the reservation.
I thought I did it right.
You know I'm useless with computers.
A slice of Peru, that is all that I wanted, and now we're gonna spend our wedding night in a chain hotel? - We've had fun at Holiday Inns before.
- No.
You know what? If you're gonna make the call just ask for two rooms.
Look, I-I don't have any rooms, but I could put you in my father's old study.
It's upstairs.
Uh, that would be great.
Yeah, that'd be amazing.
Oh! Yeah! - Oh, okay.
- ¡Muchas gracias! ¡Muchas gracias! Oh, I-I mean, if-if that would be okay with your father, of course.
He passed away many years ago.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Is he the one that painted that lovely mural? Si, his name was Alejandro Mendoza.
Three explorers: Alejandro Mendoza And he was A rock star! Oh, you you know my father's work? That's surprising.
Yes, his greatest discovery was a book of cures, which has never since been found.
Oh, okay, I was thinking of a different Alejandro Mendoza.
The he's a guitarist.
- Oh - Have you heard of the band Slipknot? Is that okay, never mind.
Well, let's get you settled.
Please, follow me.
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
Oh, I'll get the bags, honey, don't worry.
They just check into hotel.
Understood.
Come on, you gotta eat something.
I'm not hungry.
Okay.
This is so unfair.
I thought I thought we would grow old together.
And we will.
You don't know that.
That's why you stayed behind.
- Jane - You've never turned down a field assignment in your life.
You wanted to be here in case I die.
(clears throat) Move over.
I want to be here because I'm your husband first and I'm an agent second.
And we will find those stem cells.
And we will cure you.
I promise you.
I can't see.
And it's getting harder to move, to to breathe.
My body's forgetting how to do everything.
And I'm I'm scared, Kurt.
(sobbing) I know.
And I am, too.
(sobbing) But it's gonna be okay.
I know it is.
I know it is.
Oh, sorry about the mess.
We just brought down some of my father's writings from the attic.
I'll move them out.
Oh, no-no-no-no-no, don't don't bother, really.
It's not a problem.
Is this Is this your dad? - Mm-hmm.
- Uhh you said he he discovered a book.
Was he an explorer of some sort? Well, both my parents were.
There's my mother, Eva, and my father, Alejandro, in 1945, the year they met.
'Til '55, when they had me, all they did was travel Peru, gathering artifacts.
Wow, they must have found some amazing things.
They did, but they hid a lot of them.
They felt a duty to protect our sacred objects from visitors, archeologists, thieves, stealing in the name of scholarship.
Bastards.
Yeah anyway, I'll give you some couples' time.
- Oh, yes.
- Thank you.
Yeah.
(door creaking) We hit the motherlode.
We are in Alejandro Mendoza's study.
This place could be crawling with clues.
His writing! I don't know, I feel guilty.
- What? Why? - We just lied to a perfectly nice woman, and we're planning to do the very thing the Mendozas strove to prevent: looting! For Jane.
We're looting for Jane.
That's different.
Is it? Okay, look, after we get the stem cells, from Ken, we can heist the Book of Secrets back from him, okay? Okay, okay, okay.
And then And then, you know, return it to the people of Peru? Yeah, or, you know, sell it on the dark web.
What is the matter with you? I thought we were brainstorming, okay? There's no bad ideas in brainstorming.
Just wait a second.
Uh, the mosaic on this weather station matches the serpent mural downstairs and the etchings on the cathedral.
Is that a coincidence? None of its gauges are working.
Each is affixed to a set number.
Okay 1-35-09-2.
(beeping) Coordinates.
To a lookout point above Cusco.
Let's go.
Type faster, Madeline will be back any minute.
Not helpful.
Haven't you finished yet? I thought you were the best.
The best takes time.
You want fast, go to McDonalds.
Del Toro can do this.
Just give him a few minutes There.
Done.
(dinging) Well, yes.
It appears you are.
The funds have just dropped into my account.
Excellent work Boston Arliss Crab.
I don't appreciate being lied to.
I thought I made that clear.
It wasn't a lie.
This is Del Toro.
Don't double down on this, Tasha.
I've confirmed his identity The man sitting before us has consulted for the FBI, and I think you knew that.
Yes, his name is Boston Arliss Crab.
But his name is also Del Toro.
(laughing) He's a hacker, Madeline.
He has dozens of aliases.
I did my research.
He's the one who breached NORAD's missile defense system and caused the false nuclear threat on New York.
I think that's evidence enough to believe that he's severed ties with the Bureau.
He's done jobs under the handles O.
Weimar, - Z8, Lucy D, Esga - Hey-Hey-Hey! You wanna shut up? Blowing all my covers was not part of our deal.
You gonna give this bitch my social security number next? Excuse me? You think you're big time? This whole job has felt like amateur hour.
First, you insult me with that stupid test I'll vet you as I see fit.
Madeline, I am so sorry for the confusion.
And for his behavior.
"Madeline, I'm so sorry, Madeline.
" Where's my apology?! Huh?! Sweetie! An adult is talking to you! You know what, I don't care how good he is, I am taking him out right now.
No, no, we still need him to down that plane, even if he is a whiny little A whiny little what? You know, you're either very brave or very stupid.
Why can't he be both? And you're clearly very good at what you do.
And I'm sorry if this job has been trying on your delicate constitution.
But it isn't over yet.
Now, I have a few things to attend to.
You two wait here for further instructions.
Is that acceptable to you, Mr.
Del Toro? Yeah, yeah, I just needed to be heard.
(Rich) Okay, well, here we are at the corner of a magnificent view and a humongous Jesus.
- Rich.
- What? - The power of Christ compelled me.
- Okay, let's split up, keep our eyes peeled for clues.
Okay.
Aha! I found something! I win! Ha! It's the exact outline of the weather station in Alejandro's study.
My thoughts exactly.
That's why I married you.
It's a hidey-hole.
- It's empty.
- What? How is that even possible? Somebody got to it before us? No.
After all this all we get is a hole in the wall? Without that book, we don't get the stem cells, and without the stem cells, - Jane is gonna - (sighs) Wait a minute.
Look at these carvings.
These are etchings of zeros and ones, like this brick is trying to guide us to a computer.
How is that even possible? Alejandro and Eva - made this clue trail in the '40s.
- Mm-hmm.
Wait, what is this? It's letters.
"RB 4 RB.
" Rare Book for Roast Beef.
- I got nothing.
- No.
How about Roman Briggs for Remi Briggs? - Roman must have gotten here first.
- Of course! He took the clue to ensure that we would be the only ones to find the Book of Secrets! Okay.
So, the zeroes and ones, the initials those are hints that he added.
Maybe this does point us to a computer.
- The cache.
- The cache.
Okay, okay.
So, on Roman's first cache, there was a file on there that I never could open.
The file's name was "Full Circle.
" Okay, we found the file.
Now what? Try the coordinates for where we are as the password.
1-3-5-0-9 Say that again? 9, what? 9-2-4-9 7-1-9 7-8-3-3-1.
(Rich) The reception's pretty bad here.
We'll call you back from a landline.
Secondary authentication required.
Seriously, Roman? It seems like some kind of pictorial puzzle.
Start running these pictures against the tattoo database.
- I'll loop in Weller.
- Yeah.
Oh.
Uh, have you heard back from Zapata at all? - Still nothing.
- All right.
Roman left us a clue on the cache.
It's password protected.
What's the clue? It's a picture puzzle.
- Huh.
Perfect clue for a blind woman.
- (laughs) Describe it to me.
It's some sort of antelope in front of a shield.
It's You know, it could be a coat of arms.
- You're sure it's an antelope? - No.
I mean, it could be a deer.
No, it's It's not a deer.
- It's a springbok.
- A spring what? It's a gazelle found in South Africa.
And it's not a shield.
It's the South African seal.
Roman's describing his coin.
Our coin, the one that we used to trade back and forth to make each other feel better when we were kids at the orphanage.
I got you something.
I think I know the password.
Okay.
Try "I got you something.
" "I got you something"? It worked.
That one's labeled "map.
" Open it.
What's this even supposed to be a map of? A compass rose and a bunch of scattered dots? Maybe the note explains it? It's for Jane.
"In the event of my death" It's from Roman.
(clears throat) "Hey, Sis.
I got you something.
I never solved this one.
I hope you can.
I did my best.
May you outlive this for the both of us.
Your brother, always, Roman.
" So, Roman never cracked the map, and he had months to decode it.
Yeah, but he never had Patterson or Rich.
He designed those caches.
He was more than capable.
If he couldn't solve it, we never will.
Not before it's too late to matter.
All right, Reade is sending over a scan of Roman's uncrackable dot map.
Supposedly uncrackable.
Let me take a look at it.
Oh, yeah, that's just a bunch of nothing.
You know, are we even sure this is a map? I mean, Roman never cracked this one, so maybe he started with a faulty assumption.
Or maybe he didn't have all the information he needed to solve it.
(Juanita) We just brought down some of my father's writings from the attic.
Alejandro's old notes! Roman never got to look at them.
You know, I know that we're not technically married and you're not really my type, but every time we do this thing where we finish each other's sentences, I get a little turned on.
You are completely alone in that.
Look at the compass rose.
It's identical.
It's a map of Machu Picchu.
¡Ay, Dios mÃo! Alejandro, why would you hide the Book of Secrets in the most heavily touristed area in Peru? It's not exactly a secure location.
No, you're looking at it all wrong.
In the late '40s, excavation was over.
Archeologists had already moved on to other sites.
If Alejandro and Eva wanted to hide it someplace no one would look They'd have to put it somewhere that had already been plundered.
We have a train to catch.
Okay, look, there's an "X" on both maps one here and another one here.
(imitates Indiana Jones) Yeah, "but X never, ever marks the spot.
" What are you doing? Why are you talking like that? You've never seen Indiana Jones? - That's your Indy? - Yes, that's my Indy.
Are you kidding me? It's pitch perfect.
- No it's not.
- How dare you! Who are you, Rich Little? Do yours.
Okay, listen, you're distracting me.
We have two maps with two endpoints.
Let's split up and explore simultaneously.
Eh, unless they're not endpoints.
Alejandro used to explore with Eva.
What if they're starting points? And they're meant to meet in the middle.
- Like Lady and the Tramp.
- (gasps) Okay, all right.
We gotta each get to our Xs.
I'll give the signal.
We gotta start at the same time at the same pace.
We'll start with the left foot.
Ready? Three, two Okay, uh, or we could use math.
I will calculate the midpoint.
Yep.
I guess we could do that too.
All right.
This is the midpoint.
"On this spot on April 23, 1920, "what was believed to be "an Incan telescope dating back to 1451 was discovered.
" Suck on that, NASA.
The clue is telling us to look to the stars.
So we gotta hide out in the gift shop until nightfall? No, we don't have to wait for nightfall.
My Dad and I created an app that tells you which stars would be visible on any given date, so if we enter April 23, 1920, allow the app to give us access to our location There we go.
(pronouncing it Ur-coo-chu-lay) Urcuchillay.
Am I chilly? No, I'm not chilly.
Do you need my coat? (pronouncing it Ur-coo-chee-eye) It's Urcuchillay, the llama-shaped god of Incan herdsman.
In fact, as we were coming down here, I swear I saw a llama conopas - by the ruins of the slaughterhouse.
- What's a conopas? It's a stone figure usually placed by the final resting place of an animal.
- Research! - Okay, okay! Okay.
So, the sacrificial altar would traditionally be placed in the center of the space.
There! Remains of where it was.
Okay.
Great.
I'm about to do something incredibly illegal.
Whoa! You brought a shovel? It's called a trowel.
I also have a whisk broom.
Excuse me.
Make it quick.
(trowel clanks against object) - I found something! - Hurry.
- Hurry, please.
- It's a box! We have a box! (blows) The Book of Secrets.
We did it.
We're gonna save Jane.
It's all here.
All the great cures.
All of nature's answers.
"Dried plums for rigid bowels.
" That's not exactly life shattering.
Well, none of these are.
I told you this.
It's a bunch of herbal remedies.
All that matters is that Ken wants them.
Okay.
- Okay.
Okay.
- Right.
Let's call Kurt, let's get our bags, and let's hop on the next flight! Okay.
Last one down to the bottom of the mountain See ya! Hey, I gotta grab my trowel! Reade sent an update.
He says the team's close.
You're not just saying that? Would I lie to you? Mmm.
I wish I could see you one last time.
That sexy crooked smile.
Hmm.
My smile's not that crooked.
Kurt.
I love you.
You know that, right? Don't say it like that.
Like what? Like it's the last time.
I love you and I always will.
I love you too.
Why don't you Why don't you rest, all right? Sweet dreams, baby.
I'll be back in a second.
This is Kurt Weller from the New York Office of the FBI.
I want to talk to Ken Lee.
It's urgent.
(assistant) Mr.
Lee has stepped out for the day.
I'll let him know that you called.
Supposedly, he hasn't left his place in years.
(Patterson) Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Thank you for doing the legwork.
I'll take El Libro now or you'll pay with your lives.
We had a deal.
Slide it over.
Are you sure? That seems kind of disrespectful, doesn't it? Plus, it's pretty old.
I don't know if sliding's the best move for (gun cocks) Okay.
Sliding.
- Please.
- Get down.
Our friend is dying! I said, get down! (shouting in Spanish) (assistant) Mr.
Lee has stepped out for the day.
I'll let him know that you called.
I just tried Ken Lee.
I was told that he wasn't at home.
Find Ken Lee right now! Tracking his cell.
What's he doing in Peru? He's double-crossing us.
He has no intention of trading the stem cells for the Book of Secrets.
He's just using Rich and Patterson to find it for him.
Call the Peruvian National Police.
I'll get in touch with Rich and Patterson.
It's time for a new plan! So, now that the trade is off the table, we have a new deal for you.
We can get you out of here.
Unless you want to spend time in a Peruvian prison.
I'm pretty sure they don't have any hand sanitizer, although shaking hands - might be the least of your problems.
- Yeah.
And as a hypochondriac - I'm not a hypochondri - Please! You eat freeze-dried food in a hermetically sealed oxygen tent.
How long do you think you're gonna last on a dirty concrete floor? What do you want? What we always wanted.
You give us the Stanton cells, we can get you back stateside and on indefinite house arrest with your beloved Quartz crystals.
What about El Libro? Can we please just stick to calling it The Book of Secrets? A little respect, please.
That's what it's called.
The Book is going back to its rightful place, Peru's National Museum of Archaeology, Anthropology and History.
After I photocopy the pages, of course.
You have a deal.
Call your minions.
Have them deliver the cells to Sinai Hospital, stat.
- Hey! Where's Jane? - How'd it go? - Uh, ask her yourself.
- Oh! Oh, hey.
Apparently, this hospital doesn't believe in a "recovery period" and they've got me doing laps in the hall already.
That's That's great.
You gotta use it or lose it, right? - I guess.
- (laughter) The stem cell treatment, it couldn't have gone better.
Yeah.
I'm gonna be fine, thanks to you two.
Oh, hey.
Uh, technically, it's thanks to the Book of Secrets.
You know, that's the whole reason that your life got saved here, which is really trivial to me, if you think about it.
I mean, I know that we all know the Book of Secrets was my obsession.
I brought it to you guys.
But, hey, really, if Doubtful Delilah over here hadn't questioned me every step of the way Oh, come on! Stem cells saved Jane's life! There's a difference between actual - and proximate cause.
- Ooh, look at you with the legalese.
Judge Judy over here.
All right.
You guys can duke this out later.
Why don't we let Jane rest, even if it's against hospital policy? Good call.
Seriously, thank you.
Yeah.
Hey, I was thinking Saving Jane's life, that could qualify me for, like, a promotion, right? Or at least a nominal office upgrade? Or how about another assignment? I need you to find Zapata and Boston.
Is Boston's mission not going as well as mine? - Ours? - Possibly.
I don't know for sure.
They haven't checked in.
- What do you mean? Like, at all? - No.
I'm afraid to call them and blow their cover.
We can trace their cells.
Afreen's been trying.
No offense to Afreen, but she's no us.
We'll find them.
How much longer is this gonna take? We've been here all night.
Relax, Tasha.
Time to move to the second location.
Uh, second location? I thought the plan was for me to take Del Toro to the safe house, monitor him, and then you'd let me know when you were ready.
I'm ready.
Now give me your phones.
This isn't what I signed on for.
Know your place! I've endured one of your tantrums.
I won't have another one, and I'd hate to complain to your friends in the cartel.
Where are we going? Someplace invisible, where the man of a thousand names can complete the hack of a lifetime.
Now, give me your phone.
We can't risk having anyone trace our whereabouts.
He's gonna hack today? Is that a problem? It's just that he hasn't slept.
I'm done waiting, Tasha.
By tonight, we will have orchestrated the most devastating crash in airline history.