I thought you liked chilaquiles. Too spicy?
I... I don't have an appetite.
We need to talk about what happened in Mexico City.
Look, I saw the ring, so...
... were you really gonna ask me to marry you?
Yes.
I made the ring myself.
For you.
I brought it to Mexico City so that
we could find a private place somewhere
on a beach or a bridge or a cliff.
Then I ended up having to use it
to cut a hole in a glass window
to avoid being buried alive by falling chunks of skyscraper.
Thanks, Murdoc. I know it's not the story
that you want to tell your kids,
- but at the same time... - Kids?
- I mean, we haven't even talked about marriage yet. - Well... That's...
not what I...
I wanted it to be a surprise.
But you don't go from barely dating to engaged
without even, like, a hint of...
Barely dating?
I thought we were in a good place.
No, we are.
We're in such a good place.
But... come on, marriage?
Okay.
Look, after Codex...
I just didn't want to lose you, too.
So call it fear,
- or foolishness... - Look, I was engaged before.
Uh... what?
To... to who?
Um, to someone in my unit.
What happened?
Uh...
It's Matty.
- We got to go. - I mean... Yeah.
Uh, but-but you just told me that you were engaged before,
so there's definitely a part two to this conversation. Right?
Yeah.
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MacGyver S05E012 Royalty + Marriage + Vivaah Sanskar + Zinc + Henna
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The press has dubbed the upcoming nuptials
of Princess Rani Kumari
and the British prime minster's son Oliver Hughes
"RaOliver's Rockin' Wedding".
Ever since Oliver proposed
on the Tower Bridge, these two have become
social media's new it couple.
Their star-studded guest list
has garnered some unwanted attention
in the form of threats.
What kind of threats?
Bomb, hostage, death threats.
But our good friends at Interpol
and MI6 say some of these threats could be credible.
As a result, there should be heightened security
at the wedding, but the king of Bikaner is insisting
that only his royal guard be entrusted with the task.
I don't understand. It only makes sense
to bring in additional security. Am I wrong?
His pride won't allow it.
Especially since the moment Rani says "I do",
she becomes queen of Bikaner.
King Sunil doesn't want to appear weak...
as if he can't protect his own daughter.
Not only will Rani be given the keys to the kingdom,
but she will also take over the family's
rather lucrative mineral business.
And contrary to her father's isolationist policies,
Rani's gone on record as saying that
she will open Bikaner's zinc supplies to the global market,
creating an international trade mecca.
Wakanda Forever.
Yeah. Yes.
Rani's rather forward-thinking.
Extremist groups in Bikaner
oppose opening trade with the West,
fearing a new form of neocolonialism.
And a few outspoken critics in Great Britain
have also scrutinized Oliver's choice in a bride,
saying that she doesn't exactly "fit the mold".
Sounds like the same B.S.
they gave Meghan Markle for marrying Prince Harry.
And so with criticism on both sides,
Rani, Oliver, and the prime minister
could all be facing very serious danger.
Which is why we've been asked by our key allies
to make sure that these nuptials go off without a hitch.
Yes. Only glitch is that, um,
the wedding is by invite only.
Oh. Well, give me a second. I can fix that.
So...
who's going on the op?
Given the intel, it has to be Desi, Russ,
and you, Blondie.
Okay.
Ah.
Backfilled I.D.s.
Full control over your identities.
You don't need backfills, okay?
You're all going in as high-profile civilians.
Getting a plus-three to the wedding
of the century was a nonstarter.
So I found three invitees
with the least amount of connections.
All RSVPed "no",
but with a few keyboard strokes,
they had a sudden change of heart.
Desi, you're going as Tien Ly,
heiress to the Ly Hotel empire.
Mac, meet Prince Willem,
Count of Bardi,
extended member of the Dutch royal family.
- You speak Dutch? - Yeah.
Right. And, Russ,
- you'll be Lord Dougal MacTavish. - Ah!
- Love a good Scotch. - 30 years sober spokesperson
for the often-ignored Temperance Movement.
Right. I would like to exercise
my owner veto here.
That's not a thing.
All right.
Sending you all the dossiers now.
Study up.
You'll be rubbing elbows with some of the world's elite.
Hey, Matty, uh, I was just gonna say
if we divide and conquer the recon,
I can send you the vendor photos from the cocktail hour.
Send them to Bozer.
He'll be running the op.
Hang on a second, Matty.
Um, why the, uh, why the sudden change in plan?
I just got an urgent lead on the nano-trackers.
Riley found research of other blood samples
from the protest and throughout Banja Luka.
This number, 48114,
is singular to the region.
So President Petrovic must have ordered his scientists
to develop more nano-trackers
to sell to other countries monitoring dissidents.
That's what I thought.
Until I spoke with my contacts
in the Republika Srpska government,
who confirmed that this tech was not created in-country
and was only given as a trial run.
Given?
- By whom? - Well, that's the million dollar question
that only members of Petrovic's inner circle
- can answer. - So let's go pay them a visit.
We aren't doing anything.
I need you all focused on that wedding.
Right.
I cancelled all your meetings.
Good. Ever since Petrovic resigned,
the rats are jumping ship.
We need to see which of these lackeys will flip
so we can find the broker
and get this nano-tech out of Mac and Riley.
Let's do this.
Given the cult of personality,
that's not going to be easy.
You didn't mention it's President Handshakes.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Petrovic... it's a nickname
he was given online a few years ago
from the super aggro way
he shakes everyone's hands.
Check it out once this is all over.
Actually, Parker, I'd like to see that footage right now.
I'll get techs right on it.
_
Is that a mango Cosmo?
No, it's a mango lassi Bellini.
You're such a lightweight.
Mac, Desi... looks like Russ got the short stick
and was randomly selected for a pat-down.
Well, I hope his cover sticks.
I'm pretty sure Russ Taylor can talk himself
out of any situation.
You... look stunning, by the way.
Thank you.
Kinda digging your outfit, too, Prince Willem.
Oh, just, uh...
Our covers are intact.
We are officially in.
Perfect.
Russ Taylor?
Ah.
Sofia.
All right. So... Camel polo? What?
Wow, and then tea with the prime minister, pinkies up.
And then a baraat.
What's a baraat?
Well, it says here it's a parade
where the groom rides in on a white horse
- or an elephant. - Doubt it'll be the latter.
- Why do you say that? - Well, Princess Rani's charity
raises money to protect endangered Asian elephants.
Oh...
Speaking of the elephant in the room...
I don't mean to pry about your ex,
but you being engaged before, it's-it's kind of a big deal.
Yeah, I know. But it's a long story, Mac.
I mean, we have the whole weekend to talk about it.
Might as well get it out of the way.
And I just want to make sure that I don't make the same mistake.
Whatever he did to make you break off...
He didn't do anything.
He died.
I'm sorry, Des. I...
Well, now you know.
So can we please just give it a rest?
Yes, I do believe it's been some time
since quarantine.
Lord Dougal MacTavish?
What is the owner of a think tank doing
parading around as the head of the Temperance Movement?
Well, if I told you, I'd have to kill you
and I don't want to commit murder.
Except maybe that chap. What on earth has he got on?
Look at the size of his crest.
It's absolutely enormous. Must be trying
- to overcompensate. - Russ, if I didn't know you better,
- I'd say... - It's Dougal.
Dougal, Dougal, Dougal the entire weekend, all right?
And what if I don't play along, Lord MacTavish?
Oh, I do rather like the sound of that.
- Is that why you snuck off? Left me... - Darling.
Been looking all over for you.
I was just, uh, catching up with an old friend.
Let me introduce you.
This is Rudolf Von Stupensen,
the Vice Count of Austria.
And, Rudy, may I present...
Lord Dougal MacTavish.
Okay.
Okay, give me just a second.
Getting a live feed now.
A few have stints in prison for minor crimes.
No red flags.
Copy that.
I may need backup at the courtyard.
Abort.
What does it say about me if I think
a silver domed plate has a gun under it,
not delicious rice?
It says that you're good at your job.
- Mm. - Hi.
My fault. I'm in the way.
It's just so good fresh.
The Pithi ceremony is amazing,
but if I don't get something in my stomach
before I get my face rubbed with turmeric paste
for an hour, I may faint.
Well, it's your wedding.
I'm sure you could push it back an hour.
I have no say in the matter.
Just like I had little say in the guest list, so...
Are you here to get on my dad's or Oliver's dad's good side?
Well, getting on your good side wouldn't be such a bad idea.
I'm Rani.
- Tien Ly. - Ah, the hotel empire.
Can I offer you and Oliver a stay
at any of our royalty suites for your honeymoon?
Security's already planned it for us.
Hey, Ran, I've been looking everywhere for you.
I can't make the Pithi.
Doing a helicopter tour. Have fun.
No worries, Elise. Have fun.
My fiancé's ex-girlfriend.
I've got to go. Wedding machine never stops.
But it was really nice to meet you.
- You, too. - Bye.
Established contact with the princess.
Super nice, by the way.
Do you mind if I just borrow the lassie there
for a wee minute there?
I'll catch up.
So, did you tell him about us?
There's no "us".
Well, I think April of last year would beg to differ.
It was a special circumstance.
People did a lot of strange things in quarantine.
Strange, was it?
Is that why you left
without so much as a "Fare thee well", hmm?
Desi, Taylor, get to the loading dock.
Someone's trying to kidnap the princess.
It's one of the flower vendors.
Hands up.
You're under arrest for the attempted kidnapping
of Princess Rani.
As head of the royal guard,
the Bikaner government agrees that your punishment
lies in my hands.
Call Wilt Bozer at the Phoenix Foundation.
We had nothing to do with Rani's attempted kidnapping.
The optics say otherwise.
You would be conducting a very public
princess hunt right now without us.
How about a thank-you?
Nitesh, let them go.
They saved me.
All due respect, they're trespassing imposters.
You are mistaken. This is Tien Ly.
Actually, my name is Desi Nguyen.
This is Russ Taylor and Angus MacGyver.
We're here as extra security.
As a favor to our friends at MI6 and Interpol.
In case anything like this happened.
I'm sorry I lied to you, but we were undercover.
Lucky me, I guess.
Nitesh, uncuff them now.
I'm Rani's guardian
and the king's top advisor.
We owe you a debt of gratitude.
Anything you need, please let us know.
Well, we would like to run the background checks
on the vendors ourselves,
and we'll need a complete list to do that.
Absolutely. Did you hear him?
Your partner told us everything.
Corroborate the name and location of your boss,
and you'll see daylight again before you turn 90.
Cut the A/C.
We'll be back in a few very hot hours.
How'd it go?
Oh, he's one of those "die before they talk" types.
Not a fan. Any progress here?
Mr. Head of the Royal Guard himself, Nitesh,
is a member of The Blue Arrow,
one the region's extremist groups hell-bent on isolationism.
Which not only gives him access
and opportunity as the head of security,
but now we have motive as well.
Yes, he seemed rather keen to get rid of us.
We also flagged one of Oliver's exes
as a suspect, Elise Deveroux.
She has bad blood with Rani. I saw it with my own eyes.
Guys, I just found a wire transfer
sent from the palace grounds
an hour before the kidnapping attempt,
and you're not gonna guess who it's from.
Oliver's trust fund.
Two million rupees to a local real estate company
for 3,000 acres.
Maybe Oliver's not doing the buying.
His mom Bella has business ties to overseas big pharma.
And the zinc-rich land could yield a steady profit
in that industry.
So Bella's using her son's engagement to broker a deal
- that otherwise would've been impossible. - Wait.
Guys. Guys.
Someone's listening.
Sofia!
I really want to talk to you, but, uh, now is not a good time.
- Um... - Really, Russ, I can see feet
under the drapes.
Uh...
Ah. You both must work for Russel's think tank.
Ooh, this is gonna be good. Riley, look.
I'm Sofia.
I'm sure he's told you all about me.
Taylor and his booty call again.
Guess he had it coming.
Clearly you two have
some catching up to do, so...
We will be speaking to the groom.
See what Oliver knows.
To what do I owe this pleasure?
I wanted to talk to you. In private.
I really want to know the real reason
why you left during quarantine.
Don't think I didn't have a good time.
So, then, why did you leave?
I needed space.
I would've given you all the time you needed.
You didn't have to ignore me.
And that's why I'm here.
Time and distance has made me realize
what we had was real.
Yes...
I thought so, too.
Why not pick up where we left off?
Let's make up for lost time.
I've got those Petrovic clips that you requested.
Good, let's start with Vlado Nanic.
Body turned away at 30 degrees.
Pulled off his feet.
Submissive.
Weak. Loyal.
He'll never flip.
Show me Esma Jelic.
Head bowed slightly. Shoulders hunched.
She knows the handshake is coming...
but she's still caught off guard by it. She fears him.
She'll never tell us what we need to know.
Show me Adem Divjak.
Eyes locked.
Fully confident.
Self-assured.
Defiant.
And willing to show it to Petrovic's face.
Which means there's no loyalty,
no trust, and no way he won't flip on him.
That's our guy. He'll get us to the broker.
Call the tac team to his house.
On it.
What is all this?
We have some questions about your financial activities today.
Yeah, your trust fund's been busy.
How did you find out?
You didn't tell her, did you?
Was it you and your mother?
Pardon?
Your mother used the wedding to finalize a deal for the land,
and then tried to get rid of the collateral damage, the princess.
This is absurd. Just because I bought a gift for Rani
doesn't mean my mum hired those people to kidnap her.
The land was a gift?
For her dream elephant sanctuary, yes.
She told me you people
were supposed to be good at your jobs.
Do you think he's telling the truth?
- Of course. - I was asking them.
Well, this is why we wanted Rani here...
I mean, she knows Oliver best.
But do you truly know his family?
I would strongly suggest
we postpone the wedding till MacGyver and Desi
look deeper into Bella Hughes.
Postponing now would cause a scandal.
I took a vow on your mother's deathbed
to keep you safe, and I will honor that vow
as long as I live.
Then I think Desi should be my official security
for the weekend.
Yes. It would be my honor.
Oh. Mac.
How did you get on with Oliver?
Yeah, he's clear, but maybe not his mum.
Riley's doing some digging.
I see you and Sofia worked things out.
Not sure we've got any staying power, but, uh, we'll see.
Is that what you want?
Do you think she's the one, or... ?
Well...
I don't really believe in the one,
but if I did, I suppose, yes, uh,
yeah, Sofia's, uh, well, she's pretty damn close.
I mean...
Something you... on your mind, Mac?
Look, normally I talk to Bozer about this kind of stuff,
but he's got his hands full with the mission
and, uh, I don't want to distract him.
And you're here. Look...
Desi dropped a bomb on me earlier.
First she tells me that she was engaged before.
And then she tells me that he's dead.
- Ooh. - Yeah, so we've been dancing around that all day,
acting like it's business as usual.
So why not just talk to her about it?
That's the thing, Desi doesn't want to talk about it.
You know, it's like she-she drops these little bread crumbs
for me to find or-or wait around for the next one.
Point I'm trying to make
is that she should've told me this, like, a long time ago.
Says the chap who kept his plan to infiltrate Codex a secret
from his boss, his best friend and his girlfriend.
Look, give Desi all the space that she needs.
If you keep pushing,
you could just push her away for good.
I actually thought you would've picked an elephant.
Well,
when my mother was alive, we had peacocks roaming in the garden.
After her death, my father couldn't bear the sight of them,
so... it's like having a little piece of her with me.
I'm sure she's watching over you today,
proud.
Spoken like someone who's lost a loved one.
Have you lost a parent, too?
My fiancé.
A few years back.
I can't imagine being on the precipice
of the rest of your life, only to have it ripped away.
It was pretty tragic.
And, honestly, I thought I was over it, but...
being here today, I know it's the only thing
that's been holding me back from going all in.
With MacGyver?
- How'd you know? - The way he looks at you
with complete adoration and love.
That's the way Oliver looks at you.
Why did you invite Oliver's ex
to your wedding in the first place?
Elise and Oliver's parents are close.
It was non-negotiable.
Even though she's psychotic
and tried to kill me.
- What? - We were all at Oxford together.
A bunch of us girls went shopping.
One minute we're all laughing, the next I'm tumbling
headfirst down an escalator.
Someone pushed me,
and she was the only one standing close enough.
And, you know, she denies it to this day.
You were that much of a threat to her?
I don't understand.
Elise and Oliver were engaged.
I met him months after they broke it off.
Mac, Desi, get to the interrogation room now.
Um, excuse me.
It's too late, Mac.
I tried.
We found him collapsed in the chair.
Based on the bruising around his neck,
my guess is strangulation.
There's no visible sign of a struggle.
Clearly, someone had access to the room.
Yes, looks like an inside job.
Whoever did this was behind the kidnapping attempt
and wanted to cover their tracks.
If they had access and opportunity,
why wouldn't they release the prisoner and help him escape?
To send us a signal.
They know we're onto them. And this is a warning.
Maybe we should cancel the wedding.
If we cancel the wedding now, we may never find the killer
or who they're after.
I can't spend the rest of my life
looking over my shoulder. And what about your dad?
He's at risk, too.
This is no longer your decision. I must alert the king.
Absolutely not. I forbid it.
My first and only duty is to keep you safe
and ensure that you ascend the throne one day.
That day is not today.
Mac, what's that there?
It's henna, meaning whoever strangled him
had fresh ink on their hands.
Elise?
She did eventually show up.
Yeah, but so did hundreds of others.
- What about Nitesh? - Only the women got henna.
That cuts the suspect list in half.
Or the henna smear could be planted by a male
to throw us off the scent.
We need to keep this investigation under wraps.
Agreed. We don't want to spook him, or her.
But how do we know when everyone got henna
if we can't interrogate anyone?
Instagram.
Everyone's posting their henna tattoos on social media
using the "RaOliver's Rockin' Wedding" hashtag.
Rani's right. But that's still 250 suspects.
We can use an oxidation test.
Henna, it, uh, it darkens over time.
Then we can cross-reference the shade with the Instagram
photos from the Mehndi and find out who the killer is.
Oxidation tests should be conducted
in temperature-controlled environments.
Unfortunately, I'm a few continents away
from my lab of choice.
But if I set up an oxidation box with this minibar,
and use the lemon's ascorbic and citric acid
to assist in the developing process,
just add heat, and we'll be one step closer
to identifying the killer.
In the meantime, we need to continue on
with the festivities as planned, okay?
- Buy time for Mac. - I'll talk to Sumita and make sure
she doesn't cancel any events.
I'll have to loop in my parents on this.
Tell them to keep appearances up.
It's important, because if we spook the killer,
it could cost you your lives.
Get dossiers on every female wedding guest
besides Elise ASAP.
Dude, do you know how hard it is to compile 250 dossiers?
Depends if Riley Davis or Artemis37 is getting them.
I saw your screen.
Dusting off your old hacker handle?
Come on, Boze.
You've known me five years
and you still can't give me the benefit of the doubt?
Just looking out for you.
I appreciate that but I got a side project going on here.
I'm mentoring girls who are... like the old me.
Who knows where I would have been if Mac and Jack
didn't bring me into the Phoenix?
I just want to give these girls the same thing I was given.
An outlet for their skills.
That's dope.
So how can I help?
By letting me do this one on my own.
Not everything I do is team business.
I got the dossiers for you coming right up.
Thanks.
It's all quiet on my front.
I'll cover the back exit.
As long as Desi stays attached to Rani at the hip, we're good.
Consider us conjoined twins.
We'll duck out in 30 minutes or less.
I've got eyes on Elise.
Nothing suspicious so far.
- Oh... - Hey.
No hard feelings about Sofia. Big man.
I know I may be drunk, but I'm no fool.
She's into you.
Look, I have no idea what you're on about, big man.
Honestly, you're doing me a favor.
I understand being consumed by work,
but she can't stop yammering on about some long-lost treasure.
Incan treasure?
Exactly.
- Good news, ma'am. - Yeah, I already heard.
The tac team grabbed Divjak at his safe house in Banja Luka.
He had no trouble giving up intel on the nano-bot deal
in exchange for immunity.
What's the plan to find the broker?
We already found him.
We hacked his laptop.
Now we just wait to see
who he reaches out to.
Leaving before the main event?
I have to get back to Monaco.
Oh...
What do we have here?
I smudged it on my dress.
What's your deal? You've been eyeing me all weekend
- like I've committed a crime. - Have you?
Depends if wanting to leave before witnessing the man I love
marry someone incredible is a crime.
You're letting her go?
You don't need psyops training to know
what heartbreak looks like.
She's not the killer.
I think we got Rani out of the Sangeet just in time.
Mm-hmm.
I bet you she feels a lot safer
knowing that we're outside of her bedroom all night.
I just hope she can get some rest
to enjoy her big day tomorrow.
I can't believe I'm saying this, but...
I'm really glad we're here together at this wedding.
I thought it would be a lot harder.
You sure you want to talk about it?
If you want to take some more time
to figure out what you're feeling,
I completely understand.
My ex...
Evan, uh...
he went down in enemy territory,
and they never recovered his body.
What happened?
I don't know.
And I probably never will, which is the worst part
because I... I never got to say goodbye.
Sorry, Des. I had no idea.
Why would you?
I never wanted you to know,
I didn't want anyone else after that to know.
Why?
Because of how they looked at me.
First it was sorrow, then it was pity.
And nobody could separate me
from the terrible thing that had happened to me.
That's why you left the service.
Yeah.
I didn't date for a really long time after that.
Then I met you and we clicked.
I never really questioned why until now.
And if I'm being really honest with myself...
well, you're a lot like him.
What do you mean?
Just like Evan, you and I work together.
We both thrive on that same adrenaline rush
when we're on an op.
It's the same dynamic he and I had.
So we both love our job.
I'm just worried that...
... maybe you're some sort of emotional stand-in for him
and that instead of getting over his death,
I kind of just replaced him with you.
I, uh... I don't even really know what to say to that.
I just want to make sure I'm not repeating
some old pattern.
First I'm a replacement, now I'm a pattern...
I'm really trying hard to work through this.
And I'm sorry, but I don't have all the answers, okay?
Yeah, sorry, Des.
Uh, as hard as this is for me to hear,
it's got to be a thousand times harder for you.
I just... I guess I just want to know what...
what does this mean for us?
Um...
you told me to take all the time I need
to figure out what I'm feeling,
and obviously, right now I'm feeling a lot.
The last thing I want to do is run away from you.
Okay, then.
Then let's work through it together, one step at a time.
I've been looking for you everywhere.
Have you?
Why, Dougal, have you fallen off the wagon?
I wanted to come sooner,
but I had to wait for Rudy to pass out.
Why? So you can steal
more information about
Atahualpa's treasure? Hmm?
- It's not what you think. - Really?
See, I think the reason that you left me in L.A.
was that you got all the information that you needed
for your little treasure hunt,
and you managed to get yourself a count
to help finance your expedition to find it.
Well done. It's all just crystal clear now.
I just never pegged you for someone that would steal
from a friend to further your career.
- I'm doing it for my family. - Oh, please.
Your family's got more money than the Catholic Church.
Everyone except my father, who drank up all our money
by the time I was ten.
It was the pity of my uncle
that afforded me an Oxford education,
and a living stipend so we could keep up appearances,
keep our family name out of the gossip rags.
I guess we're more alike than you thought.
Why didn't you just tell me the truth?
Especially as you know that money means nothing to me.
Says the man who has more coins than he can count.
This treasure
is the windfall that I need.
That my family needs. Surely you can understand that.
So just because I grew up with no money,
you want me to forgive you? Is that it?
Because your uncle paid you just a tiny little stipend?
It doesn't make it any better.
Does it?
And I'm appalled that it's taken you
so long for you to tell me the truth.
- I'm sorry, Russ. - I'm not!
I think this little tryst of ours
has... has reached its expiration date.
Don't you?
_
- Guys, the test is done. - _
I got a color match.
Each sample took three hours, 20 minutes to get to this shade,
meaning henna was applied between 1:45 and 1:50 p.m.
Pulling up time-stamped photos now.
There's got to be something...
Wait a second.
This one, 1:48.
Sumita. It's not possible, is it?
But why would someone who's taken care of Rani
since she was a child want to hurt her?
I don't know, but, uh, Desi,
hold on tight to Rani.
Do not let Sumita anywhere near her.
She's the killer.
_
Taylor, I've got Sumita.
Copy that. I'll stay close to Oliver and the PM.
You orchestrated Rani's kidnapping
and you killed the kidnapper that you hired.
You did a really good job, I'll admit,
but you left a mark on your victim.
Wait a second, your fingertips... discolored.
Faded henna.
That only happens with a chemical interaction.
Ammonia nitrate.
Where is it? The bomb. Where is it?
Where is the bomb?
Waiting patiently somewhere.
We, uh, we only have a couple of minutes.
Taylor, you disperse the crowd. I'll find the bomb.
Right. Right, everyone, everyone,
just stay, just stop!
_
Desi, get Rani to a safe room now.
- Assuming there is a safe room. - _
You learn a lot by being a bomb tech,
but I actually learned how to hunt for ammonia nitrate
when Bozer and I got a fish tank in the seventh grade.
Nitrate is a byproduct of fish waste,
and in high levels, it can be a common
cause of death in aquariums.
I know, I know.
Hunting for rotten fish poop is a lot different
than hunting for a bomb.
But being an EOD helped me recognize
where someone would place a bomb for maximum damage.
If everyone could just stop!
They're not paying any attention to me.
They're not listening to me.
And the-the drum sounds like it's...
it's making my ears bleed, it's so out of tune.
You'd think they'd tune it...
The bomb's in the drum.
The bomb's in the drum!
Oh. Mac, got it.
It's in there.
Where were you told to stand?
I don't know what you're talking about.
This is a quarter pound of explosives.
It wasn't meant to go past the altar.
She was only trying to take out the royal family.
All right, well, you better do your thing.
I-I can't.
Well, if you can't defuse it, what's your plan?
I'm gonna let it go off.
What?
Bombs are doubly lethal.
They throw shrapnel and produce pressure waves.
But by containing the blast, I can prevent both.
Too, uh, early for fireworks?
I never intended to hurt you.
You tried to kill me and my family.
Kidnapping you would have given me enough time to change your mind,
but then I realized you would never learn.
You had your heart set
on throwing away 300 years of tradition.
I'm glad your mother's not alive to see your betrayal.
You would murder me because I'm giving my city
the economic prosperity it deserves?
Naive child.
You know nothing of foreign greed.
You asked me if I truly knew the family I'm marrying into,
but I never knew my own guardian.
I leave her with you, Nitesh.
Thank you. For everything.
I could...
I could never repay you.
Actually, we may have found a way.
It may be difficult,
considering the circumstances, but, uh...
Go out there and have the wedding
you've been dreaming of.
Okay?
_
Look, I know this weekend has...
... dredged up a lot for you.
Thinking about my ex
and what happened, just...
it made me feel really guilty about us.
That's a lot to carry around.
I need to let him go.
So that I can move forward...
... with you.
I like the sound of that.
So I've been thinking a lot,
uh, about what you said last night,
about me being an emotional stand-in for your ex.
Well, maybe you are and maybe you aren't.
Who knows?
I'd like to know.
And the only way to do that is to live a normal life.
Yeah, our lives are anything but normal.
When we're on a mission, yes.
But... it's the other stuff.
Like making dinner, brushing our teeth,
watching TV.
Those are moments that add up to little bits and pieces
of a life that I see sharing with you.
Mac, we talked about this.
That's not where I'm going.
Trust me, I got the message loud and clear.
But I am talking about the next logical step
in our relationship.
Which is?
You moving in with me?
I take it
since Rani and Oliver were married without incident,
your mission was a success?
What do you want, Sofia? Hmm?
To tell you the truth.
I've been living a lie my entire life,
and that treasure, your treasure,
the one that you and your grandfather dreamt about,
isn't some far-off fairy tale.
Yes, I know.
I've been researching it since I was 16 years old.
Looking in all the wrong places.
That's why Rudolf is my plus-one.
The Von Stupensens had ties with the Nazis.
And during World War II, it was rumored
that the Nazis found Atahualpa's treasure. Hmm.
So, you're working poor old Rudy and his family connections
for intel about the treasure, are you?
Yes.
And once I get more intel,
I think you and I should go and find it together.
I'm guessing, because you're dancing,
things went well in Bikaner.
Yes, it did.
In a surprise twist of events,
the killer turned out to be Sumita,
Rani's trusted advisor.
Well, sometimes the people closest to us
aren't who they seem to be.
Where's Riley?
Sorry I'm late.
Welcome to the Brink.
I'm Artemis37.
Let's get to work.
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