All done. Can we go skating now?
Soon, honey. Your dad has to finish eating.
Ugh. Dad eats so slow.
He does, doesn't he?
Mm.
Mm. That's me. I got to go.
I wish you were coming skating with us.
Yeah, well, heaven forbid
your mom has to miss her spa appointment.
Look, I won't be long, and when I get back,
we'll-we'll do something really, really fun.
Pinky swear?
Pinky promise.
After you.
Got to stay hydrated.
Oh, very kind. Thank you.
Have a good one.
I'm choosing the TV show we watch!
Uh, stay here girls, okay?
Jasmine?
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Ah, wow. That was amazing.
And my hunch is
Extreme Risk Management brings all of the employees
they're trying to poach here, right?
Very perceptive, Mr. Yates.
Listen, I... I've heard nothing but great things
about your company, and living in London would be a trip.
I sense a "but" coming.
No. No "but."
Definitely intrigued.
It would take a lot for me to actually leave Cri/Res.
You sound like an ace negotiator already.
Beaumont must be rubbing off on you.
Oliver, we are prepared to make a very large
- financial commitment to you. - Oh, that's a good start.
We also hope that when you come aboard,
you'd be interested in forming
your own team, and then leading it.
Lead my own team?
Have you been given that opportunity at Cri/Res yet?
No, actually, I, uh...
I haven't.
Well, then, I can count on you
to give our offer some serious consideration.
Hey, Eric. What's up?
You're still in London?
Listen, Maxine's working out
at Cri/Res, and Zara's dealing with morning sickness,
so I need you to jump on a plane and get to Vienna right away.
Vienna? What's going on?
I'll brief you when you get there.
All right. Bye, Ollie.
Oui, monsieur.
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This must all be very upsetting, Mr. Bradshaw.
As consular affairs agent
for the U.S. Embassy, I can connect you
with the Viennese police.
It's not that I don't want to.
I just don't have a choice.
Okay, well, if-if you don't want me to do that,
there isn't a lot I can do.
Which is why he called us.
Actually, I called you guys
because it's my company protocol for international emergencies.
What exactly do you do at Surge-Core Energy?
I'm an accountant. I... We all get the handbook.
I'm sorry, Mr. Smith.
Was there something more
you wanted to add before we take over?
Uh, no. I'm-I'm done.
I'll be in touch, Mr. Bradshaw.
Okay, the message on the mirror...
any idea what the word "it" refers to?
No. None. Trashed room,
the specific yet oblique use of the word "it" as a ransom,
along with the fact that you and your family
are 4,800 miles from home suggests you really should.
I mean, I-I... work for a small oil company.
I-I don't see the connection.
How about your wife?
She's a diamond broker.
But she was gonna leave the job after this trip.
All the traveling, being away from the kids...
it was too much for her.
Diamonds make sense as ransom.
But Jas sells industrial diamonds.
They're not worth much.
She only brought a few samples and left them in the hotel safe.
So, this trip to Vienna was for work?
For Jasmine, yeah. The girls and I...
we showed up yesterday morning to surprise her.
She must have been pretty excited to see you guys, then.
Yeah. Yeah, she was.
First, you really need
to be more honest with us
and stop withholding information.
What? Look, I've told you everything.
Jasmine went to the baths, the girls and I... we went skating.
You hesitated when asked if your wife was excited to see you
in Vienna.
Jasmine and I...
we had a fight last night.
You fight a lot?
For the last couple years, yeah.
All her traveling the world,
me not knowing where she was, her being secretive...
Thought maybe she was having an affair?
For a while, yeah.
But when she said she was gonna quit her job,
I let it go.
But when we showed up yesterday, she wasn't excited.
She was... she was angry.
She thought you were checking up on her.
Maybe I should have been.
I made reservations
to kick off the vacation with a dinner.
Last minute, she got a work call, said she had to bail.
Bringing back your suspicions.
May I?
Hello?
Downstairs. Backdoor. Now.
Okay, sit tight. We've got this, okay?
Neil definitely fits the profile
of the jealous, untrusting spouse.
That said, it actually could be someone after diamonds.
Eh, maybe, but then the ransom note would've read,
"Hand them over," not "Hand it over."
I'm not sure that's what they're after.
I take it you're who we spoke with on the phone.
- My name is Eric... - Do you have it?
First, I need proof that Jasmine's alive.
Believe me, she will be fine,
as long as you give us what we ask.
Yeah, that's not how this works.
That's a nice gun.
Unfortunately, using it will not get you what you want.
Put it on.
- Hey, hey, if you think... - I'm fine, Oliver.
Relax, treat yourself to a massage or something.
I don't know, check out the spa maybe.
Please.
Please, I don't know what you want.
I have a family.
Look, you have the wrong person.
Please, just let me go.
Please.
I'm sorry, I-I don't recall.
She could have been here, but with all the commotion
this morning, it's hard to remember.
What commotion?
Um, some lady passed out.
Probably overdid it in the baths.
You know the type.
The ones who don't like to exercise,
so they try and sweat off the last burger they ate.
Right. Burger sweaters.
Of course.
You see those security cameras?
- Yeah. - Can you access
the footage to the-the hallways and the baths?
You want security footage from our baths?
Our clients expect to come here without worrying about...
Okay, how's, uh, 500 euros?
Um...
Make it a thousand, and I will throw in a facial scrub.
What do you need, Yates?
A thousand euros would be nice.
What?
Never mind.
I just scored footage from the spa.
Can you check it for anything suspicious?
Also, I need CCTV footage
from the outside location, if you can grab it.
"If" I can grab it. I'll call you back as soon
- as I have something. - Okay, cool.
Are we gonna say good-bye
like civilized people, or just hang up
like they do in the movies?
Listen, Max, I'm, uh, thinking about leaving Cri/Res.
I've been headhunted by another firm.
Wow, uh...
What does Eric think?
Well...
You haven't told him. I get that.
Eric knows you're the most valuable member of his team.
Sure, that's what he says. You know Eric.
He's a master at telling people what they need to hear.
You mean like you are, Mr. Profiler.
Come on, I'm not like that.
Neither is Eric.
Yeah?
Then how come I can read anyone, but I can't read him?
It's 'cause Eric is always on,
saying and doing what's best for the job,
and what's best for the job is best for Eric,
which has not included letting me run my own team.
Fair enough.
Just don't go making any rash decisions.
I'd hate to see you leave for the wrong reasons.
It almost sounds like you care about me or something.
Or something.
Bye, Max.
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Eric Beaumont.
Call me Gottfried.
I understand you want to see your woman.
I appreciate that.
You have the wrong person. Let me go.
Now you give me what I want.
That woman, her name is Jasmine Bradshaw.
She has a husband and two children.
- Let me talk to her. - I can't let you do that.
The ransacked hotel room and quick follow-up calls
suggest you're in a time-sensitive situation.
Now, the best way for this to move quickly
is to let me talk to Jasmine.
Hey, Jasmine. My name is Eric Beaumont.
Your husband hired me to help you.
I want to go home. I want to see my family.
They keep asking me for something.
I don't know what they're talking about.
- The diamonds? - They can have them.
- Th-Th... - Enough!
Eric.
Tell him that I really did love him.
All right, look, I know you're not gonna let us
just walk out of here, so I want to make you an offer.
Jasmine is a diamond broker. We're in a...
Walk.
Sure.
She, too, has people who need her,
and she's going to die in 12 hours
without the antidote for the poison
your diamond broker slipped her at the spa.
Maybe there isn't one.
CIA always has an antidote in case innocent victims
come into contact with the poison.
You will give it to me.
If you don't, diamond broker dies, and so do you.
I don't have it.
Hmm.
As a businessman, I don't like my time being wasted.
But I can get it.
We both want the same thing.
You want the woman in front of us to live.
I want the one you have chained to a wall to live.
I'm willing to help if it means
everyone walks out of here alive,
even though I truly believe that you have the wrong woman.
Hmm.
I don't know many diamond brokers
with cyanide capsules in their teeth.
Her doctor says
my friend here will die in 12 hours.
You have eight.
Call me when you have the antidote.
What do we have?
Maxine analyzed the footage
from the bath and said the action that we're looking for
is time-stamped 9:07 a.m.
Okay, that's Jasmine and the woman from the safe house.
- There. - Mm-hmm.
You see that?
She could've slipped something in her drink.
- And I'm betting it's not vitamin D. - Hmm.
This is two minutes later. Poison's taken effect.
I know this guy.
He was at the safe house where Jasmine's being held.
Do we have an I.D. on the woman that she poisoned?
Yeah. Maxine identified her as
Marina Lechner, Austrian.
Waitress at a local pub, der Kluge Hans.
All spies have handlers,
someone who manages their missions.
I'm betting Jasmine's handler has the antidote.
Maybe her husband?
If he's not her handler,
maybe he can lead us to whoever is.
Hey, hold on.
Are you sure we should be involved in this?
Negotiating the release of a hostage?
Look, Jasmine's an American spy.
We really don't know what's going on here.
You don't want to end up on the wrong side of the CIA.
There are two lives at risk with a ransom connecting them.
In my world, that means we're involved.
If the CIA wants Marina dead, I'm guessing they have a reason.
Now, I don't know what that reason...
Right. We don't know.
Right.
So, say we get the antidote
and we save Marina and free Jasmine.
What if... what if whatever Marina has
ends up hurting the United States?
We'll be committing treason.
We don't have that information yet.
Exactly, so until...
So until we do,
we're only successful if we save these women's lives.
This is the track we're on, Oliver.
If you want to get off, get off.
Like a spy?
For the CIA.
A spy?
A-Are they hurting her? Is she okay?
Right now she's fine, and our plan is to keep it that way.
It was all a lie, all of it...
me, the kids, our life.
How could she keep something like this from me?
'Cause she had to, for your safety,
for your children's and for her own.
The things Jasmine's involved in suggests she's deep cover.
There's no way you could've known.
So, if her career was a cover, w-was everything else?
When I spoke to your wife,
all she could talk about is getting back
to you and the girls. Right before I left,
she asked me to give you a message:
"Tell him I really did love him."
So, she wasn't having an affair.
Listen, I know this is a lot, but time is of the essence.
Every spy has a handler,
and finding Jasmine's could be the key to saving her.
Who did you think your wife
was having an affair with?
I don't know. I never had a name or a face.
It was just a feeling.
Did Jasmine go anywhere by herself after you and the girls
- arrived in Vienna? - We had a fight last night.
It kept her from going to work, so she...
Girls. Girls, listen.
After Daddy left last night...
When you and Mommy were fighting?
Yes, yes.
Did Mommy take you anywhere?
She took us to a-a coffee shop.
Do you remember the name of it?
No. We walked to it.
It had a ice sculpture out front.
We ate cake pops
while Mommy talked to a man.
What did he look like?
A man.
Oh.
Hey, what you got for me?
Access to the CCTV footage from outside the spa.
- I'm sending it now. - Okay, great.
Any more thoughts on jumping ship?
Oh. I don't know, man.
You think I could lead my own team
as well as Eric leads this one?
Well, let me ask you this.
- What makes Eric so good? - He's fearless,
smart, calculating, manipulative,
intuitive, pretty good dresser,
though his suits could stand a little variety,
if you know what I'm saying.
You're all those things, too.
Oh, yeah? You like those qualities?
In some people more than others.
Okay. Good to know.
You really think whoever Jasmine met here
is gonna show up again?
I'm betting they have unfinished business.
No one looks suspicious.
Although, after a while,
everyone kind of starts to look suspicious.
Including the two guys talking to themselves
and drinking cold espressos.
Check out your two o'clock.
He's looking for something
without looking, feigning casualness to mask agitation.
That's our guy.
Is this seat taken?
Uh, yeah, actually, it is.
- I'm waiting for, um... - Your diamond broker?
I think we know the same woman.
Do I look like I know a diamond broker?
No. No, I guess you don't.
Gosh, I wish I could remember her name.
See, I'm worried about her and, uh,
I thought maybe you could help.
Well, if I knew her, maybe I could, but I don't so I can't.
Oh, that's right. Her name was Jasmine.
Rise in body temp.
Tooth made him anxious.
You and Jasmine do business together, right?
Though you obviously don't work for the same company.
What can I do for you, Mr...?
Beaumont. After Jasmine's sales call this morning,
she was supposed to check in with you
and say how it went. Right?
Oh, she got busy. Couldn't make the call.
But we made a plan to meet here, anyway,
so I'm hoping she'll show.
Well, I'm sorry, but I've discovered that Jasmine can't.
She got pulled into another meeting.
Her husband was worried, called me, so...
I'm trying to get her out.
I didn't know she had another meeting.
It was last minute.
The Austrian gentleman
that she's meeting with needs a pretty specific medicine
for his sick friend if we want the meeting to end.
I mean, you could almost call it
an antidote.
I thought you might have something like that.
If I don't get it,
things are going to get
a lot worse for her.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Okay, you're talking to Keith Taylor from London.
42 years old.
Works at an international mining company.
Keith.
Jasmine's just another coworker to you?
An expendable employee?
Sacrifices are a necessary part of Jasmine's job.
It's not always pretty, but it's mission first.
By sacrifices, you mean Jasmine.
I mean any agent.
And the antidote?
Look, this is a "one life saves ten lives" situation.
In our line of work, that's a pretty good deal.
And in mine, it's unacceptable.
Well, then I suggest you walk away
and thank God that you decided on a career in your profession
and not ours.
I need to go to the bathroom.
Look, I'll start screaming and I won't stop
until you either kill me or let me go to the bathroom!
I-I need your help.
I can't.
That was a bad choice.
Okay, so,
that guy Keith was CIA?
No.
I suggested he and Jasmine didn't work
for the same company; his reaction confirmed it.
He's MI6.
British intelligence working with the CIA.
Did you notice a change in his speech acceleration
when you called Jasmine expendable?
There was emotion there. Sadness, maybe guilt.
Agreed.
More than a simple loyalty to the job.
Getting the antidote from him, though,
is the only way we're gonna save Jasmine.
Maxine.
Did you get the exterior spa footage I sent?
Taking a look at it now.
This is just after Jasmine left the spa.
So that's her car.
Is... is that a tire boot?
Yeah. Can't get far with one of those.
Your car only gets booted if you have a bunch
of unpaid parking tickets.
Hers was a rental.
Someone knew the car that Jasmine drove and booted it.
Which suggests she wasn't just kidnapped.
Someone sabotaged her mission so she'd get caught.
Keith?
Maybe.
Okay, well, keep me posted.
But I also find it weird that the U.S. would send
a consular affairs agent
to deal with the kidnapping of a CIA spy.
So what are you thinking?
We're gonna pay the embassy a little visit.
Mr. Beaumont,
Mr. Yates.
Thank you.
- Any news? - Uh, well, I was hoping
we could talk about Jasmine Bradshaw.
We have information the CIA may be interested in.
The CIA?
We all know Jasmine is no diamond broker.
She's a spy.
We believe MI6
may have set her up to be kidnapped.
That's a pretty big theory, Mr. Yates.
Yeah, about that. We looked you up.
You have a pretty stellar résumé
for a consular affairs officer.
Graduated high school at 16. Top of your class at university.
Followed by "two years
of backpacking across Europe,"
A.K.A. training in Virginia.
You're not a consular affairs agent, Mr. Smith.
You're CIA, and you can help us save Jasmine Bradshaw.
Gentlemen, I...
I don't know what to say, other than... you're misinformed.
Okay.
Uh, would you sign these documents for me, please,
make sure that they are all registered?
Each page. Thank you.
What was your read on him?
He's confident, driven, self-assured.
Hiding something?
That's hard to say.
If he's CIA, he'd definitely have the skills to.
You said Keith's cover job was with a mining company?
Do you have the number?
- Right here. - Thanks, man.
This is for Keith Taylor.
You should know that your diamond broker was set up.
For more information, meet me at the cafe. Now.
So you don't think it was Keith who set up Jasmine?
Oh, I'm not saying that; it still might've been.
But it might go deeper.
Let's talk to Keith and find out how much he knows.
Gottfried.
Hello?
I'm moving up the deadline. You have two hours.
Great.
Mr. Beaumont.
You told me you had some information.
Hey, Keith.
This is Neil.
Jasmine's husband.
What is this?
I know the truth about Jasmine.
That she's a spy and she's been captured.
Mr. Beaumont says you can help.
Sorry, you're mistaken.
Do you know what it's like to feel helpless
when someone you love needs you?
She sent you a message, right, Neil?
"Tell him I really did love him."
For years, I thought my wife was having an affair.
I was wrong. I'm asking you,
just give us the information that we need
to save my wife.
Sorry.
You're destroying my family!
Keith. Keith.
You tell me you know Jasmine was set up,
and then you ambush me with her husband?
I needed to rule you out as the one who did it.
Now I know you couldn't have,
because you love her.
What?
You were having an affair.
Neil's suspicions about his wife,
along with the way you reacted when I showed you
Jasmine's tooth, made that pretty clear.
And the affair ended, didn't it?
When Jasmine decided to stop being a diamond broker,
it meant she was quitting the CIA and leaving you.
I'm not even part of this mission.
When she got the call to come to Vienna,
she asked me to meet her.
I thought it was a... lover's rendezvous,
but when we had coffee last night...
She confirmed it was over.
She was supposed to let me know
that everything went fine with her mission.
But that call never came.
Look, if you love her, why not help her?
The woman Jasmine poisoned stole a NOC list from the CIA.
- Non-official cover agents. - That's right.
Spies. Ten of them. Memorized.
She survives, she's gonna sell it to Austrian brokers,
who will sell it to Russian Foreign Intelligence.
This is moments after Jasmine poisoned Marina.
The man rushing to her aid is working with the Austrians,
and this is Courtney Kaplan.
She works at the U.S. embassy
for consular affairs officer Brian Smith.
I know Brian's CIA. See, I'm imagining
Brian tire-booted Jasmine's car while she was poisoning Marina,
forcing her to flee on foot,
so when Courtney helpfully points her out,
the Austrians were able to follow her.
I don't know why yet, but Brian wanted her eliminated.
Jasmine thinks you set her up. That message,
"Tell him I really did love him," that wasn't for Neil.
It was for you.
Look, if I could help, I would, but the NOC list...
Okay, I think I can neutralize that. Let me ask you this.
Does the CIA have their own list of Russian agents?
Of course it doesn't matter whether they do or not
if I can't get the antidote for Jasmine.
There's only one person who'd have
both the list and the antidote.
Brian.
Yeah.
Hi, Courtney.
It's all right.
We're not gonna hurt you.
Do you know her?
- No, I-I don't. - Well, your microexpressions
and vocal inflections suggest you're lying.
What were you doing at the spa this morning?
What, I can't have a spa day?
I'm all about a spa day,
but if you were just getting a chemical peel,
you wouldn't be acting so defensive right now.
We know your boss, Brian Smith,
- sent you to the spa. - Yes.
You agreed because you're a good employee.
You had no way of knowing
the events you'd be setting in motion.
When you pointed at this woman,
you were telling foreign adversaries who to kidnap.
Now this wife and mother is being held for ransom.
This is Marina Lechner.
She look familiar?
She was a waitress at the pub der Kluge Hans.
If we don't help her, she will die within the hour.
They both will, okay?
I do Brian's expense reports.
For the last couple of months, he's been at the bar
where Marina worked almost every night.
Course he has.
Hello?
I am seriously
freaking out right now.
I can't handle this.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. What is happening?
Nothing, I just...
I need to talk to someone and come clean.
Maybe if I go to the ambassador, I can...
Hold on. Nobody is going to anyone.
Talk to me. I'll-I'll...
You never told me
what I was doing at the spa, Brian.
The woman that you made me point out,
she has a husband and kids.
I can't deal.
Courtney?
Breathe.
Meet me at Burggarten.
I'll talk you through it.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Drop it.
Whoever you're working for,
I suggest you stand down immediately.
Yeah, I'm not gonna do that. Drop the gun.
Drop the gun out the window.
Step out the car.
Mr. Smith.
May I ask why a consular affairs agent
would want to assassinate his own assistant
in a park on a night as beautiful as this?
We need the antidote now, Gottfried.
Time is up.
Jasmine Bradshaw,
your agent, was captured trying to stop a NOC list
from falling into the wrong hands.
My question is: how did the NOC list get out in the first place?
Did you have a favorite meal at der Kluge Hans?
Or did you just order whatever Marina recommended?
I didn't know it was a honey trap. I thought...
That the relationship was real.
Marina really just played you
to steal the NOC list, and you had to fix your mistake.
I mean, it makes perfect sense.
Kill Marina and then the agent tasked with doing so,
so there could be no chance anyone could ever find out.
None of this matters.
Marina still has the NOC list in her head.
She needs to die.
This is about keeping America safe.
Don't you dare try to act righteous
by wrapping yourself in the flag.
This is about you covering up your mistake.
Give us the antidote for Marina, please.
- I can't do that. - Sure you can.
The CIA have their own NOC list of Russian agents
working in the West, agents they track,
follow, feed misinformation to.
You're gonna show the Russians that list.
You will explain to them
that if they harm anyone on Marina's list,
the CIA will do the same to the Russian agents.
And then both sides
will quietly pull their agents out of the field.
Do you know long it takes to cultivate those agents?
You're trying to save your career. We're beyond that.
We have four witnesses to this conversation
and footage of Courtney at the spa.
I'm pretty sure she'll testify if asked.
We don't need to say anything
about what you tried to do to Jasmine.
But if you don't, you will spend
the rest of your life in prison for murdering your own agent.
It's your only way out, Brian.
Hello?
- What is he doing? - Jasmine, Jasmine.
It's okay.
_
All right.
Don't worry.
The NOC list has been neutralized.
He's telling the truth, I promise.
I'm sorry I thought you set me up.
Jas, it's all right. I understand.
But you've got to know I'd never betray you.
I really did love you.
"The unicorn soon came towards him,
"and rushed directly on the tailor
"as if it would spit him in its horn
"without more ceremony.
"'Softly, softly,
it can be done as quickly as that.' said he."
Oh, thank God.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry I haven't been honest with you.
We have lots to talk about,
but I'm happy you're safe.
I love you.
Mommy!
Mommy, Mommy!
Thank you. Thank you.
Something on your mind, Yates?
Me? Nah, I'm good.
Good, good, good.
Okay, here's the thing.
I was offered a job by Extreme Risk Management
in London.
It was a good offer, and I'd have my own team.
I've been struggling a little bit with, uh...
You already knew this, didn't you?
How?
You've been kind of standoffish all day.
It was either a job offer or you met someone.
No, definitely job offer.
If you knew, why didn't you say anything?
I guess I didn't want to influence you.
I don't want to see you go, but you deserve the opportunity.
I appreciate that.
But I don't know if I could've done what you did today.
I was questioning whether we should be involved
in the case at all.
Oh, you're just seeing things from all angles.
I think you conducted yourself exceptionally well.
Still, if you listened to me,
those girls wouldn't have been reunited their mother.
Plus, Cri/Res is like my family.
I'm not taking the job.
You already knew that, too, didn't you?
I know everything.
I hate you.
I know.
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