White Collar

Previously on White Collar...

And the Burkes are going to Washington.

I have some news of my own.

I reached out to the National Gallery.

They just called me and offered me a position.

No more handlers, no more cases,

no more anklet.

I've talked to a lawyer.

A recommendation from you is critical.

The Mosconi codex.

If this book is a puzzle,

maybe these are the pieces.

Take a look at the pages. Rain man it.

- I got it. - This is the idol of Sita.

The idol had eyes made out of rare diamonds.

The Hope diamond. We're looking for its twin.

Mosconi symbols aren't a message.

They're numbers.

Real name is Rachel Turner.

She is the prime suspect

in the murders of Curtis Hagen

and Agent David Siegel.

Neal, she's in love with you.

You're under arrest for murder.

I'm impressed, Neal. That was well played.

- What's the threat? - I'll see you soon.

- This is Agent Burke. - Peter, what is it?

Rebecca escaped.

We have an inmate loose. Repeat, inmate loose.

Prisoner RK4431 is no longer in her cell.

The Metropolitan Corrections Center is reporting

an armed and dangerous escapee in the vicinity.

Name: Rachel Turner, A.K.A. Rebecca Lowe.

Is this some kind of message?

"Anything you can do, I can do too"?

I doubt it.

She walked right out the door

in uniform, same way you did once.

Hey, I didn't have to hurt anyone to break out of prison.

The C.O.'s in pretty rough shape,

- but she'll survive. - When did this happen?

When she was escorted to the yard

for her hour of exercise yesterday.

She used a stethoscope

she cribbed from the infirmary to strangle her.

Another 30 seconds, she'd have been dead.

Rebecca's former law enforcement.

She's got the skill set of a trained agent.

With the instincts of a criminal.

This is what we do, Neal, you and me.

Let's track this.

Her first step on the run.

What would it be?

On the run, the first thing she'd do

is change her appearance... quick hair cut,

decent dye job.

She'd want to be invisible.

She'd also need to be mobile.

She'd get a car.

But something that doesn't stick out,

something... something non-descript.

She'd also need new credentials.

Who would she go to here in New York?

She doesn't need to go to anyone.

She's a professional, and every professional

- has a go bag. - We already have hers.

Well, I underestimated her.

Anyone this good would have several ready and waiting.

Driver's license, passport,

currency...she'll have everything she needs.

But if I'm her, I'm not leaving this city

- without the one thing I want. - The diamond.

Yeah, she killed Siegel, used and murdered Hagen,

manipulated me and everyone in my life to get to it.

You don't go through all that for nothing.

Hey, June.

We'll be right there.

Oh, thank goodness, thank goodness.

I tried to call 911.

Which, as we all know, is a joke.

Truly, there's no need.

What's with all the extra wing-tips?

You said Rebecca was here.

- What happened? - I was asleep,

but I heard a noise.

She must have come in through the balcony.

I didn't see her.

I was leaving you a voice message

when...I don't know.

She knocked me out.

The least I can do is make you some tea.

Something a little stronger.

Wing-tips, would you like some coffee?

Yeah, give us a moment.

- Thank you, June. - Of course.

What's going on with your arm?

It's been sore since I woke up.

It's a needle mark.

She injected you with something?

It could be sodium pentothal.

Truth serum?

I could be under its influence right now.

Break any laws recently?

Absolutely none.

Definitely not truth serum.

What if I told her about my breakthrough?

She could have taken the next step.

She might have the diamond.

Rachel.

Or should I still call you Rebecca?

Don't bother trying to keep me on the line.

This is a simple trade.

I'm not making any deals with you.

The diamond for your friend's life.

- What? - I gave him a lethal dose

of a highly toxic poison.

Very soon, he'll start showing signs.

Five to six hours from now, he'll be dead.

You're lying.

You can take him to the hospital if you like.

By the time the doctors are finished running their tests,

he'll be long gone.

Get me what I want.

So now you can't even do your own dirty work?

I've got a few people looking for me.

Better you find the diamond.

I'll give you the antidote in exchange.

Leave a message on this line once you have it.

Oh, and, Neal,

it's nice to hear your voice again.

Presbyterian isn't far.

- If we go now... - No death centers.

It's a hospital.

Oh, they'll have a bar-coded tramp stamp on me

before the first I.V. drip.

Moz, will you please be reasonable?

Why are we wasting our time arguing?

We are on the verge of discovering the twin

of the Hope diamond.

Your life is on the line.

Rebecca's probably bluffing.

I feel... absolutely okay.

Look, we can find the antidote.

I'm taking you to a hospital right now.

The diamond is the antidote,

and you need my help to find it.

Who knows more about masonic lore than yours truly?

All right. Fill me in.

Neal said you had some kind of breakthrough

with symbols?

- Yeah. - Slow down.

We've been looking at them

as letters, when we should be looking

- at them as numbers. - Numbers from where?

An old Hindu numerical system,

probably Mosconi's inspiration, given the origin

of the diamond.

Do we have any idea what they mean?

I'm working on it, but it's tough.

These last two, I don't know what they are.

They're the only ones that don't correspond.

They're coordinates.

You have 14 numbers.

Seven and seven in a particular order.

- Latitude and longitude. - Could be.

And these two symbols you can't decode...

probably cardinal directions.

I think Mosconi was telling us where he hid that diamond.

Punching in the numbers now starting with north by east.

- Kyrgyzstan. - Doubtful the diamond

is in my least favorite parliamentary republic.

Oh, they still have a practice there

called marriage by capture.

- Sounds familiar. - Keep working.

Trying south by west,

which leads us to somewhere in Chile.

Mosconi never had any kind of history there.

Try north and west.

It's a stone fort. In Queens.

Stone. Probably made by masons.

Fort Totten was built in 1862 for the civil war.

So it existed when Mosconi was in New York City.

If I have a priceless diamond that needs safekeeping,

what better place than a U.S. military installation?

I'll let the FBI know we're checking it out ourselves.

Let's go.

Okay.

Hey, that was Peter.

There's a problem with Caffrey's pal.

It's serious.

Something's happened to Mozzie?

He was poisoned by Rebecca Lowe.

He's okay for now,

but apparently he only has a few hours left.

You okay?

Do they know what it is?

No. Not a clue. It's a mystery.

And I guess they don't have enough time

to wait for the blood test.

Let me check all recent NYPD incident reports