The Night Agent

You're a night agent now. Relationships are dangerous.

I suggest no longer having any personal contacts.

You're here because pot us pushed you on us,

not because you cleared the usual hurdles.

- Nobody can know where I am right now. - Lock the family in the fridge.

Prepare the chemist and his assistant for the lab.

The secretary general of the United Nations

has something I seek.

Bring me that file, and I'll give you the location

of where miss Larkin is currently being held.

- Why send me? - I can never resist a two-for-one deal.

High-security intel and a inside man at night action?

Your secret's safe with me, on one condition.

When I call, you answer.

Where is she?

Show us your hands!

As long as I'm a night agent, people will try to use you.

I'm just tired of running, and I just want a normal life.

Promise me something. You're not gonna wait for me to call.

If you hear I'm in trouble, you won't come look for me.

You forget about me.

You admitted to breaking and entering into the United Nations,

stealing sensitive information from the secretary general,

and to transferring said information to...

- what was the term you used? - An intelligence broker.

Let's not forget who works for whom.

Governor hagan's virtually guaranteed the presidency now.

You aided and abetted in the swinging of a presidential election.

This broker is about to control a sitting president.

The new mission, determine the exact nature of their relationship.

The broker still believes he owns you.

- What happens now? - You wait for him to call.

Hello?

Dr. Shepard, how are you?

No, I'm alone. Why?

Sorry?

No… no, one second. I don't understand. …

Spread where?

But how is that possible?

Dr. Reynolds said...

how many more rounds of treatment are we talking about?

What are the other options?

Please, there has to be something.

How long?

Sorry, just one second.

Everything okay, Peter?

Mom just needs a minute, okay? I'll be right there.

- What are you looking for? - The lego man lost his pants.

Why are you sad?

It's nothing.

Mom's just being a little silly.

All right, come here. Let's find those pants.

You found it.

Now he can go on his next adventure.

Thanks.

How'd your dad and I get so lucky?

Will you promise me something?

What?

Promise you'll always do the right thing…

Even when it's hard.

Promise?

I promise.

Turn around.

You're late.

Your directions sucked.

We safe here?

We'll be fine.

Come on.

- Victor. - Sandrine.

- Good to see you. - Here, take a seat.

Actually, this will be brief. We the highest bidder?

You are,

assuming all the cash you promised is in that backpack.

Your turn.

Congratulations. We almost went with the other bidder.

Anybody I'd know?

Sorry, you can't fault me for trying to scope out the competition, right?

The password's 739824.

Schematics and blueprints for the new Columbia-class nuclear sub

rolling into production next month.

Great. So we got a deal, then?

The, first of many, hopefully.

I'll be in touch.

You guys mind if I ask you something? Just out of curiosity?

It seems like you have a nice life, good job, strong marriage, kids.

Why risk all that to sell this to me and my client?

You probably wouldn't get it.

Try me.

Our line of work, our jobs at the pentagon…

We sacrificed everything for our country for years.

But all the secrecy, the pressure,

it took its toll on our family.

It took a lot.

Then, one day, we decided to take some back.

Thanks.

Move in.

Some minor turbulence, folks.

Please stay seated and keep your seatbelts on.

Next time I insist I'll be fine on a ten-hour flight without an ativan,

please remind me of this moment.

Hey… five hours left,

then we'll be home, we can sleep in.

Mom's even offered to come over and cook us dinner.

Lovely evening with your mother. Maybe I'll stay on the plane.

I'm joking. She's lovely…

To you.

What?

No, never mind.

It's probably nothing.

Hey, come here.

Cheese.

Peter.

- Deputy director. - Sorry to keep you waiting.

- It's fine. - Dni wanted an all-hands meeting.

- Pima 12? - Lot of Americans went down on that plane.

President hagan wants answers and a target to go after.

Let's walk.

I have to pick up a necklace I bought for my girlfriend.

Girlfriend?

- I didn't know you... - high school sweethearts.

Reconnected on Facebook after our divorces.

Still new.

Where's Catherine?

Cairo. Setting up a new agent.

Another one?

Potus initiated five night actions last month alone.

I'm training his new recruits as fast as possible to meet demand.

How long's he planning on keeping this pace up?

Doesn't show any signs of slowing down.

Says he wants to ensure his intelligence agencies aren't compromised.

That's ironic,

considering the broker might be compromising him.

Might be. We still don't know what we don't know.

So Michael, sandrine, what did we get from them?

They owned up to all of it. It was a clean case. Good work.

How about their kids? Where are they at now?

I believe there's an aunt.

I'll confirm.

What about the other bidder?

They give you a name? Is it the broker?

Chinese national.

Ties to one of Beijing's biggest defense contractors.

It's not the outcome you were hoping for.

- Yeah. - I know.

You headed back to New York?

Depends.

When's the next mission?

We closed four cases in six months.

When was the last time you went home, Peter?

It's been a while.

And Rose Larkin?

You two still in touch?

Why?

No.

But…

It's, safer for her.

- The best agents know they need balance. - What I need is for him to call.

The more important the broker thinks I am to night action,

the more likely he is to reach out and make contact.

It's been almost a year. This broker may never call.

He has to.

You can't keep doing this to yourself, Peter.

You stopped a terrorist attack at the UN. You saved countless lives.

Yeah, but to do that, I had to let him go.

Okay? And now every time there's a political assassination,

there's an intelligence leak,

terrorists shoot a plane out of the sky,

I gotta wonder if I'm responsible.

No, you aren't.

So why does it feel like I am?

Maybe you should take some time, talk to someone about that.

Look, it sounds like you and Catherine need as many agents as you can spare.

Yeah.

So where do you need me?

Two nights ago, capitol police and then FBI responded to a gunshot

at a D.C. apartment belonging to a Jay batra,

a 28-year-old junior analyst at fincen.

FBI found reason to believe batra stole classified fincen intelligence.

But not before killing his supervisor, Benjamin Wallace.

We're not sure yet how important the intel he took is,

but we'd like to find out.

Before we even knew to look for him, Jay batra had fled the country.

Potus initiated the night action this morning.

Where is he now?

Hey… merhaba.

You remember me?

Your boss, he… he texted me. The… the owner, he texted me to come here.

Hey, excuse me.

What is she saying?

All dead.

Jenny and me, our hearts break for the families of all who were lost,

but especially the 157 Americans on flight pima 12.

And to Raúl zapata and his animals in the lfs

who committed this disgusting act of terror,

we will not allow the loss of innocent American lives to go unanswered.

- My friend. - Hey, merhaba.

You… you saw him?

He saw.

You saw… you saw this guy?

- Evet. yes. - When? Today?