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Previously on Dig...

My boy! Welcome to Croatia.

This is my daughter Elena. She will not bite.

- What is this place? - Place where people would

purify themselves, wash away their sins, heal.

You said you wanted to get away from anything

that reminded you of your daughter.

These guys are planning

- on rebuilding the temple. - That's insane.

For this prophecy to come true,

- they need... - A red heifer.

- A high priest. - Guilty.

Tell me where Debbie is. I came to take her home.

Hello, I'm in here!

Rabbi Lev is collecting the stones,

so where might he be looking?

I'm just saying I think

reckless is too strong a word.

You shot your weapon into one of Israel's

most sacred sites... what would you call it?

My job.

I'm gonna get an earful

from the ambassador

by the end of the day.

You know, why don't you tell Ridell

she's welcome to skip the next cocktail party

and come and join the manhunt, see if she knows better.

This guy keeps slipping out of your hands,

almost as if you don't want to catch him.

What do you want me to tell her?

Tell her... Yussef Khalid has help.

He's not acting alone.

He's part of a... a bigger agenda.

Meaning you're back to square one.

No, that's not true.

It's a setback, yes...

That theory's just a theory.

Patience is wearing thin.

You gotta come up with something.

People are getting impatient. I need something fast.

- You know... - Door will lock behind you

on your way out.

There's a protest outside the consulate, ma'am.

Traffic... is a nightmare.

As opposed to the usual dream it is in this city?

Something funny... Nadav?

- No, ma'am. - Uh-huh.

So you noticed Agent Connelly in my house?

Yes, ma'am. Will he need a ride?

No.

I just gave him one.

No. Hold off on anything with the ambassador

until I've had a chance to prepare for the meeting.

Yeah.

Okay, bye.

The consulate is blocked for security, ma'am,

- including the garage. - Just turn here.

I'll get out and walk if I have to.

Ma'am, I don't think that's such a good idea.

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- Can you back up? - Ma'am, I can't.

Get us out of here!

Go to hell!

Get away from the car!

No... Nadav!

No, don't take him...

Don't take him...

Nadav!

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Nadav!

Hey, man.

Where did you get that?

My daughter.

Why?

I was like, "Who is this dude walking in here

with Emma's journal?"

- Peter. - Rami.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Our loss.

She was a regular here, then?

Every day.

Skim milk latte and a cranberry scone.

She used to make notes in that thing

- all the time. - Yeah.

We drifted apart the last few years.

It's, uh... you said "our loss."

Who do you mean?

Oh, just a group of friends.

She sometimes liked to hang out with us.

Well, any chance I could meet some of the others?

I don't know, every little... bit helps.

Sure.

My shift ends here in 20 minutes.

- Wanna walk with me? - Great. Thanks.

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- Hello? - I will be late.

Thanks to your shitty cars and your shitty roads

and your lame excuse for a country.

You Israelis... so entitled.

Just have the boy and the package ready.

I'll probably make it in two hours.

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Just a little warning.

My friends like to party.

Might not be your kind of thing.

I'm a big boy.

Everybody,

come meet Emma's father.

Peter.

She was like an angel.

Okay. Thanks.

Thanks.

So... how well did you know Emma?

Not too well.

She went through the break-up

soon after we met her

and wasn't around much after it.

With, uh... break up with her boyfriend?

She mentioned something casual, but...

who was he?

We never met him. She didn't bring him around.

Right.

No pressure.

Just offering.

One for Emma.

It's been a while.

I know you said you weren't hungry,

but I made a smoothie for you anyway just in case.

The brush is optional,

but Mr. Billingham says the dress isn't.

Did you think about

what we talked about yesterday?

You can help me...

and yourself in the process.

I'm sorry, Debbie.

Please.

Wait.

Before I got here,

I...

I did things...

things I had to to survive.

Things to my body.

To my soul.

Things I regret.

But the thing is...

you know, all those years,

I had to think on my own.

I know now that was God teaching me...

because I... I know...

that what they're doing here

isn't just wrong, see, it's evil.

Listen to your heart, Sandra.

You can think for yourself too.

I will pray for you.

No... no.

Oh...

Ah!

Ohh...

I knew that was you yesterday.

Still gotta find a way

out of this crazy place.

Bye, Sandra.

What happened?

Team one evacuating out main entrance.

Aw, shit.

So much for going out the way I came in.

Someone is here to see you.

Ambassador, hello.

Lynn, you poor thing.

You must be traumatized.

Fortunately, it's all something of a blur

in hindsight.

Looks like we can't catch a break lately, can we?

I'd only received the preliminary report

of the incident at Megiddo

when all of this went haywire this morning.

This Yussef Khalid is running us ragged.

They say he took some kind of stone

from one of the mosaics?

Apparently so, yeah.

Any idea what that's about?

No. But I can assure you that we will find him.

Yeah, well, we have bigger fish to fry.

Secretary Reynolds is making a visit

with both sides in the room to help secure the peace accord.

We're going to have to shift all our focus to security now.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Incoming.

Have you... have you heard anything about Nadav?