Counterpart

Midnight Station called me two hours ago.

There's a rendition order in your name.

Three men are dead.

There was no rendition last night.

Someone was trying to kill you.

But whoever ordered it

is trying to pin it on me, so...

Is Howard working for you, Pope?

It's not about you. It's Howard.

Whatever bullshit he's into.

There's been some infighting in leadership on my side.

Why do they want to hurt my wife? Why not yours?

On my side, Baldwin is an assassin.

The other her is a violinist named Nadia Fierro.

You need to kill her, before they use her to get to you.

- Won't be easy. - Take a shot.

No! Stop!

You have the slightest clue how much

you've escalated this thing? You let a crosser

get into police custody.

Emily Silk.

We have questions about her history.

How bad is it?

Um, she's in surgery.

- There's swelling in her brain. - Oh, God.

Previous surgeries?

She, uh, had her appendix out when she was a kid.

She... Three years ago, she broke her arm.

There's, uh, um, pins in her elbow.

Okay.

She's gonna be okay, right?

Personal information.

Is there someone we can call?

No, it's just us.

There's a waiting room right through there.

I will find you.

Told you about the promotion I was up for.

Well, it turns out

I actually got it.

It's been, uh...

quite a day.

The whole world is changing while you sleep.

You don't trust me anymore?

I don't trust who might have come in your place.

This didn't come easy.

The only authorization code

I could pull from the Midnight Station.

Are you absolutely sure this is correct?

That's the one who sent you

to retrieve your ex-husband the other night.

Will I see you at the office later?

There was a shooting, just a few hours ago on their side.

A woman from our world was arrested... an assassin.

The management's furious. Everyone's being called in.

I never saw it like this.

What's the woman's name?

They call her Baldwin.

Thanks.

Hi, Cara. I need a favor.

I need to get to the other side.

Time almost up.

All right, get dressed. Keep quiet.

Qu-Quayle here.

Who's the girl?

Sorry?

Late last night, Berlin PD arrested

a young woman with no identification

who bears an uncanny resemblance

to a dead girl who she was found with.

She's in police custody?

Her siblings already called; They want to negotiate

for her return, so I got to know,

was your team after anyone illegal over here last night?

We should-we should probably talk about this in person.

Look, wh-where are you right now?

I'm standing in your office, Peter.

Where are you?

I'm just trying to get in a morning run, actually.

My office, please.

One hour.

Price is the same.

Whether you finish your run or not.

Let me... let me just straighten this out,

since obviously I'm the last person

to hear about any of this.

I leave this operation in your hands for one day.

I say retrieve the girl, kill her, I don't give a damn.

The only way you can really mess it up

is by making this into a public matter.

Which now involves my fucking father-in-law, by the way.

Diplomacy knows about this?

I mean, do you realize, any of you,

just quite how fucked this is?

You got a little swelling there.

All right, look, if Diplomacy knows about this,

that means my side's already reached out,

trying to start a negotiation.

Yeah. And, no, I cannot stop it.

My side is gonna want to horse trade her for intelligence.

Yeah, and if she sets foot on my side,

whoever sent her will make sure

she never answers a question again.

Right, so, quite the nice little mess you two have whipped up.

Spirit of mutual fucking collaboration.

All right, let me go to the embassy.

- Your embassy? - Why?

At least stall the negotiations, buy us some time.

Sorry, I thought your presence here

was supposed to be low-profile.

Yeah, well, it's a little too fucking late

for that, now, isn't it?

Your man in the police department, he's on duty today?

- Of course. - Okay, you go there, you see what you can find.

Baldwin knows who's behind this.

Get something from her.

And bring the other me.

That's a new condition. I want him promoted.

- Strategy, full clearance. - That would be a mistake.

Hey, look, we wouldn't be in this situation

if it wasn't for your fucking guy here.

From now on, I want me or other me looking over his shoulder.

I'm sorry, what possible utility could he have?

He's got a brain. At least we can be reasonably confident

he won't be shooting up a fucking concert hall.

Fine. Go to the police station, take him with you.

- This is a waste of time. - This is a waste of time.

This is a waste of my fucking time.

Go to the police station, bring him with you.

And you better get through to your embassy,

because by the time my side comes to a deal with your side,

she's gone, she's going home, and we lose her.

So this contractor on the other side, Baldwin...

it's a total clusterfuck.

Let's have an inquiry team sent over there as soon as possible.

Management wants you to get answers

while Diplomacy negotiates for her return.

I'll take care of it.

Take Emily Burton.

- Well, she's not cleared to pass. - I know.

Never been across.

Call came from upstairs.

She went over our heads on this one.

There's nothing I can do.

How many chips did you trade to swing this?

I don't want to be a scapegoat

for some shady internal dispute.

Howard's over there.

Well, so what?

I need to clear my name around here.

He's the only one who can help me.

I don't want that bastard anywhere near you.

Ian.

I'm sorry for crashing in on your team, but please,

just do this for me.

I think we're caught up in the middle of something,

whether we want to be or not.

I hear your ambassador's a real character.

How do you think you're gonna get him

to slow down the negotiation?

I have no fucking idea.

I'll just rely on my natural charm, I guess.

Wait for me down the block.

- 32, still. - Are you sure?

I feel taller.

If we go 33, you'll just be back in my shop next week.

That would be terrible.

Visitor. He just walked in.

Silk.

Silk, yes.

I believe we met once.

A cocktail party, back on our side.

I had the sense you didn't really enjoy it very much.

We gonna do this with him here?

Pascal? He works for me.

He can hear everything I have to say.

He can't hear everything I have to say.

And the police know about what you do?

Of course not.

How do you have any pull with them?

Let's make something clear.

We don't have much time to question this woman

before the other side gets her back.

So your job is to keep quiet and let me do mine.

Stay here.

Long night?

I'm going to ask you a few questions.

Whether you leave this place depends on your answers.

You were there last night?

It was your man who killed her?

I will talk with the other one.

Only to him.

Hi.

I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to say here.

I'm, uh, I'm not...

One of them?

Right.

You come from this world?

I do.

But...

the other you does not.