Survivor Page #4

Give me your ID.

We don't need anybody else tracking you.

You think he's tracked me all this time?

- Sam, who is he?

- His code name is The Watchmaker.

He's one of the most wanted

assassins in the world.

You doing okay?

How did you know I would come here?

I didn't.

I just came looking for answers.

What are we doing with our lives?

I put everything into this.

And what am I now? A suspect? A target?

Maybe both.

We're doing this because...

we believe in that old-fashioned idea

of country, right?

Or at least protecting

our fellow citizens.

Our friends.

Right now, I'm doing it

to protect my own hide.

That's good thinking.

What's that?

It's the flash drive I got from Howie.

Last month we processed

over 600 visa applications,

and Bill personally intervened in five

of those cases, including Balan's.

Now for each applicant he used

a different member of the visa team,

and when I started asking questions,

he ignored me, slammed them through.

So what's the connection

between the applicants?

I don't know yet.

But we do know Balan is an expert

in combustible gases.

Maybe Bill had the answer.

Bill said something strange in the park.

"Now I have no choice."

He must have kept some information

about the people he let in.

- A little leverage, in case he needed it.

- Who puts a padlock on a bedroom door?

Hello, my lovely.

God.

- Is this Bill's son?

- Yeah.

Johnny died in Afghanistan.

Something about this

just doesn't add up.

It's like Bill was expecting him to walk

through the door at any minute.

Take it apart.

Everything.

Look at this.

Hi, Dad. I'm doing okay.

Hope you are, too.

It'll be Christmas soon.

Wish we could be together.

Johnny's been alive all this time.

- Do you think there's a chance?

- I doubt it. Look at his eyes.

He's swimming in dope.

Someone kept him alive for as long

as possible to get this footage.

But how did they know it was

Bill's son, or who Bill was?

They must have someone

with access to army records.

Doesn't have to be a major player.

A guy inputting data could be enough.

Once they knew it was Bill,

they threatened to kill his son

- if he didn't give them what they wanted.

- Which makes Bill's actions understandable.

But not excusable,

because once Bill got his people into

the States, it was only a matter of time

before he eliminated everyone

who handled the paperwork.

Then he got the bastard

who murdered them to come after me.

The Watchmaker would never deal

with low-level guys like Bill.

His business is

with whoever had Bill's son.

You said there were four others

besides Balan?

Yeah, and every single one

of them is in America.

We need to move now.

I'll get archer to meet us out front.

Come on, come on, come on.

- What's wrong?

- Let's get the hell out of here.

Sam?

Kate.

Kate.

- Sally.

- Kate?

- Is Sam still alive?

- Barely.

He's pretty badly hurt, Kate.

Hold on. Anderson's on the scene.

He's coming on the line with Crane.

Madam Ambassador,

I'm at Bill Talbot's apartment.

Sam Parker's been critically injured.

Jesus.

Witnesses saw Abbott running from

the scene, and we found her Embassy ID.

- Where is she now?

- We don't know.

If you get her in your sights,

do not hesitate. Do you understand?

Yes, I do.

The longer she lives,

the more people die.

Kate.

- I'm here.

- I'm so sorry.

They think you tried to kill him.

What? That's insane.

I need to get into the Embassy.

To the vault.

- The building's on total lockdown.

- There's no other way.

Kate, listen to me.

The place is crawling with marines.

You know I'm innocent.

And I know I'm right about this plot.

You have to get me in, Sally.

- I'm at the north roll-up door.

- I'm buzzing you in now.

I'm shutting down the cameras

in the stairwell and the vault.

In and out, as fast as you can.

Attention. Security breach

at basement level.

Oh, God. No.

There's a terrorist

headed for the States.

Emil Balan. He's traveling

on a Romanian passport.

Oceanic Airlines, flight 428,

out of Heathrow to JFK.

They have to stop him, Sally.

We missed her. She got herself a new

passport, and then wasted the hard drive.

The name she used, the passport number,

they're gone. She could be anyone.

Get Abbott's picture to security

at all London airports and train stations.

Yes, yes, yes, what is it?

- The purpose of your visit, doctor?

- Medical conference.

There's still time to stop Balan,

Madam Ambassador, if you act now.

No. Don't you see what Abbott's doing?

She is trying to get us to chase

a shadow instead of her.

You're supposed to have left

for New York.

I'm not sure I'm going.

What the hell are you talking about?

I found your reaction

to that little explosion quite instructive.

The way your eyes lit up,

the greed I saw in them.

Fortunes are made

when there's blood on the streets,

and very soon there's gonna be

a great deal of blood

on the streets of New York, won't there?

Just as there was after 9/11.

However, when the New York

exchanges reopened,

people who bet against the market

made a fortune.

This isn't an act of terror

or a bold political statement.

Balan may wish to avenge

his wife's death,

but for you...

it's just about making money.

$100 billion is in play. I would say

the word "just" doesn't quite fit.

If I stay home, you won't make a penny.

- What do you want?

- Half.

Half of your short-selling profits

on the New York exchanges

the day they reopen for trade. Simple.

Is the girl dead?

Very.

For security reasons,

please do not leave baggage unattended.

Baggage left unattended will be removed

and may be destroyed.

- I'll grab these, too.

- Yeah, got it.

- There you go. Thanks.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

Your flight boards in 15 minutes,

Miss Harrison.

Thank you.

- Good morning.

- Hi.

- Just one way, Miss Harrison?

- Yes.

- Is everything all right, ma'am?

- Death in the family.

- Safe travels.

- Thank you.

Now this is taking too long.

I'm doing the best I can,

Madam Ambassador.

Excuse me, ma'am. You'll have

to shut that down for landing.

Okay.

- Ma'am.

- I'm shutting it down.

Gonna get us both killed.

It doesn't make sense. Why Paris?

Abbott has no history there,

no friends to help her.

And why risk flying?

It's safer to take the Eurostar.

She's going to New York.

- Welcome home.

- Thank you.

This is not a normal breach, Abbott

is a security officer and a serious threat.

- Find her.

- Understood, Madam Ambassador.

Hey, listen up. We got a red flag.

- Red flag.

- Let's go.

US passport number 212683550.

Suspect is traveling as Harrison, Amy,

coming off USS827.

Real name, Katherine Abbott.

Photo's on the way.

Jamieson, let's get the details

to Immigration.

- Miller, let's alert customs and NYPD.

- Yes, ma'am.

As soon as her picture comes in,

I want you to get it out to every taxi

and bus driver and the rental

car agencies. Stay alert, people.

Careful, ma'am. You're in New York now.

Taxi, madam?

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