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for the agents. Find out what it is.

- I'm checking through his stuff.

- Hey, guys. Garrison just used his cell phone.

He called 'Chez Doucette'.

You turned around when it rang, didn't you?

Yeah, I did.

Ballsy. Very ballsy.

DiPaola said she seemed

completely unfazed.

- She came upstairs, waited five minutes

and told him what happened. - Okay.

I'm just trying to understand why he came

here and why she reacted that way.

- This is your post?

- Yeah, it is.

Naturally, the first lady

doesn't want to believe

the man protecting her

for the last eight months

is trying to assassinate her husband.

That's why Pete came here.

He's looking for an ally.

And the first lady is

a very powerful ally to have.

Great. The idea is to secure the entire site.

I want you to get every stolen

car report for the entire area.

Start looking for cars that were taken

within walking distance of the restaurant

or any of the nearby metro stations.

Then within those parameters,

I want you to isolate Accords,

Tauruses, Camrys and Explorers.

How do you know what kind

of car he's gonna steal?

Those are the four most commonly

registered vehicles in the DC area.

Pete knows that.

He's gonna want to blend in.

And the first thing he's gonna

want to do is find his informant.

If he tries to breach our computers,

we can find out where he's connecting from.

He knows we would know that.

He wouldn't do it.

- He could connect to someone else.

- How?

Well, he'd need that person's password.

But as a supervisor, it wouldn't be hard

to get access to others' passwords.

Why would he do that?

Why would he even risk it?

Because he feels trapped.

We have his credit cards, his cell phone.

He has no other place to hide.

- Can I help you?

- Oh, yes, ma'am.

My name is Lawson Smith.

I'm looking for a Walter Xavier.

Oh, lovely boy,

but he been gone a long time.

Well, this is the address we have

on his sweepstakes form.

- Sweepstakes?

- Yes, ma'am.

- I'm with the Publishers Clearing House.

- He win?

- Well, he's a finalist.

- Million dollars.

- And you must be his mother.

- Uh-huh.

Mrs. Miller. I'm remarried.

Would you have another address or telephone

number, ma'am, where I may be able to reach him?

I'd love to help you get in touch with Walter.

Bet he could use the money, but...

I don't know where he is.

Walter and me haven't spoke in three years.

Well, if you do talk to him,

tell him we got in touch.

Thank you, ma'am.

Have a good day.

Leave a message.

Hey, Walter, it's Mom.

A guy just come by the house

looking for you. He's a cop.

On a gut level, it doesn't make sense.

The only thing this guy

cares about in life is his job.

And you know this, why?

Because he went out to the Academy

a few times and ran your field exercises?

Listen to me. Pete Garrison

was my best friend for 10 years...

till he slept with my wife.

So trust me when I tell you, the only thing that

Pete Garrison cares about is Pete Garrison.

- Yeah?

- Somebody who's not Tom DiPaola

just signed in to our databases

using DiPaola's password.

Pulled up an address

in Andrewsboro, Maryland.

I don't believe this.

Get the rest of the team ready. Let's go.

Walter!

Notify Intel we've got a body.

Take the cars around to the other side!

Pete!

Pete!

Damn it.

This is Breckinridge.

I'm in a salvage boat at the end of the dock.

- Set up a perimeter now. Do you copy?

- Copy that.

- Whoa, whoa!

- Secret Service.

Get your men to the back of the boat.

Pete, don't move!

Pete!

The traitor is still out there, Dave.

Fine. If that's true, come on in.

We'll protect you.

The only reason that I'm alive

- is they don't know where I am.

- Don't make me do this.

- No way!

- Don't make me do this.

Pete!

You want to shoot me?

Forget about the Kevlar.

Shoot me in my face!

Dave! My buddy!

Come on, shoot me!

Come on, shoot me.

What happened?

I took him down with a shot to the vest.

I couldn't take the second shot.

What's the least contained environment

the president's going to be in

- over the next few days?

- G8 Summit, Toronto.

It's a nightmare for us.

Canadians are allowing the protestors

all the way up to the Three perimeter.

The border's not gonna stop him.

It's 3,500 miles long and barely patrolled.

You really think it's him, don't you?

- Pete, you scared the hell out of me!

- Nancy, I'm sorry. I can explain everything.

What is going on?

What the hell's been happening?

I think Charlie got wind of an assassination

plot by one of the other agents,

so I want to check his computer files,

see if there's any indication of evidence.

Is that why there's a car watching the house?

The maroon Cadillac.

- Who are they?

- I think they're the guys that got Charlie.

Nancy, I'm gonna need the keys to your

car, and I want you to call the police.

Not the Secret Service. The police.

Tell them about the Cadillac.

- Okay.

- Thanks.

I was waiting there maybe three hours.

Nobody showed up.

I didn't want to stay there all day.

She didn't go nowhere.

She didn't go nowhere, so I left.

What do you want me to do?

Come on. Yes, yes, by herself.

Okay. Yeah, yeah. No, no.

What do you want?

I'm not gonna stay there all night.

She's not gonna be a problem.

No. No, no, no.

Yes, yes, by herself.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Shooting. Shooting.

Shooting!

Your name? Your name!

Who sent you? Who sent you!

Come on. Come on.

- Hi, Jill.

- Pete?

Yeah. Look, I just got into a shoot-out.

1265 Leslie, Northwest.

He's a foreign operative.

He's got a lot of passports and a lot of cash.

He's got full security access

to the G8 Summit in Toronto tomorrow.

Okay, Pete. We're on it.

But I really think you should come in.

Yeah.

Pete, we've been through the entire place,

but you're gonna have to get straight with me.

- What are you talking about?

- There's no body.

- There's blood all over the goddamn place.

- Yeah, there's blood all over the place,

but there's no body, no passports,

no G8 credentials.

Listen to me. This is not enough

to take back to Overbrook and clear you.

Dave, I don't know what to tell you.

They're gonna hit him

in Toronto, G8 Summit.

Pete. Pete!

Sarah?

Listen, I'm leaving for Toronto tonight.

Montrose wants to move me

up there early for security purposes.

Oh!

California. My sister. I'll call her back.

Well, this is the speech I'm gonna give.

I'm reasonably happy.

Maybe you could take a look

at that if you get a chance.

Sure. Then I'll see you tomorrow.

I'll be up after the meeting.

Okay. Thanks.

One new message.

Sarah, I want you to know

if I don't make it, I was doing my job.

I've got to turn this off before they track me.

I love you.

I want you to get the crime scene unit

out here immediately.

- Rip this place apart. Find me something now!

- Yes, sir.

- This is Agent Breckinridge.

- Agent Breckinridge?

Sarah Ballentine.

Come in.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Thanks, Tom.

- Could I offer you a drink?

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