Dead Drop

Do you have a fucking clue how I protected you?

It's good to see you're up.

You had us scared.

Your station chief was called to DC so they sent me.

He wanted me to tell you personally,

he's never been more proud of one of his operatives,

even a contractor like yourself.

You did an amazing job maintaining your cover.

It will make it easier to insert a new operator.

So... thank you.

Do you have a reason for being here?

What happened?

I'm going back.

They think you're dead, Michael.

Who knows the networks better than me, huh?

What, is it going to take you two years to get back in?

Probably longer to get us close as I do.

This isn't about the objective.

This is about you.

Frankly, I'm never entirely sure what side you're on.

Do you realize we have workshops scenarios on how to eliminate you

- if you stop checking in? - I never lost track of my objective.

Really?

I think I got what they needed.

I did four months,

four months deep cover.

He did two years.

- I don't know how you did it. - Don't take it back,

don't.

There's an analyst slot open in Caribbean Affairs at...

- No, not going to happen, Nadine. - We could use your expertise.

Well, even if they do let you go back in,

they're not going to clear you until you get in front of a shrink.

What you just lived through,

it's enough to break even the hardest.

I'm fine.

We'll let someone else that decision.

Nadine,

it's not about the girl.

You found it?

You're always good at sniffing out a good tequila.

Thank you.

Bring back memories?

Reminds me the last time I saw you actually.

You've been on this case for what,

two years now, something like that.

- In a bit. - Yeah.

Do me a favor, Michael.

Do yourself a favor.

Don't worry about Santiago.

Let it go.

What is it?

This is how you pay me back? You steal from me?

Do you have a fucking clue how I protected you?

What is wrong with you?

- What are you doing? - You son of a bitch!

Hey, come on.

- Okay, really, it wasn't my fault, okay. - You want to play dead? Fine.

Let's play dead.

Listen to me. It's not what you think, okay.

You took my money!

Money? What are you talking? We can get some more money, okay?

- You crashed my car! - That was not my fault.

Oh, shit!

You didn't appear and then you come back

and you want to act like I'm not going to kill you?!

Okay now. I think you might want to kill me,

I think you're actually going to try to kill me.

Hey, hey, hey!

Give me the knife.

Rosita!

It's a miracle.

Maybe.

You know why I'm here.

Santiago.

I need to finish the conversation.

Michael, you're out.

Stay out.

Stay out.

Forget about me. Forget about you.

- Think of Rosita. - So you and her.

You and her are the only things I care about.

You know that.

What chance do you think you or her or anybody have

if I don't die this up?

So you want revenge?

- Say it! "I want revenge." - Yes, maybe.

More killing. Killing more people.

Sometimes, there's no other choice and you know that.

Sometimes.

Come on. Let's get some tequila.

Tequila!

I know you were.

I know.

Don't ever do that again, okay.

Okay.

Promise.

I promise.

This is how you pay me back? You steal from me?

Do you have a fucking clue how I protected you?

What happened on that plane?

I don't know.

That must have been terrifying,

falling from the sky.

You're going to kill Santiago.

I'm just going to talk to him.

It's not what it means, doesn't it?

You want to kill him.

Yeah.

Shit!

Michael, no.

Michael,

no.

Michael. No, no.

Michael, listen to me.

Michael. No, no, no!

I was just gonna ask you where Santiago was.

I don't know. I don't know.

Bullshit.

All that junk been moving for years.

You don't know where to find him, huh?

You don't understand.

Things have changed.

Nobody knows where he is.

I have to wait until he calls me.

So, until he contacts me, I can't contact him.

We know each other, man.

We're bred together.

Now you want to tell me you only count as Mateo, huh,

and you have no idea where I can find him?

You don't understand. He's scared.

He's paranoid.

He jumps around from place to place so that nobody knows where he's at.

For Christ's sake, he thinks you want to kill him.

Mateo.

I need something,

okay? Before I leave here, I need something.

You understand what I'm talking?

Michael, no, no, no, no, Michael.

Okay.

I don't know. I'm sorry. No, no!

How does that feel, huh?

Okay, okay, okay! I know his cousin!

His cousin is a pilot. I know where he is.

It wasn't so hard, was it?

If you can't stand it, I can't stand it. I'm tired of this.

It's always the same thing with you.

Fernando.

Jesus.

Okay.

So where is he?

I don't know.

I don't know.

What do I keep you in this lately, huh?

You want to make this easy for you, your family?

Where is Santiago?

We don't know.

He moved around a lot.

- I don't know where he's at. - Okay.

No. Please.

- No. - No, no, no, no, no, no.

- Please, please. - Felicia!

- Felicia! - Please!

Felicia!

- Felicia! - Please!

Felicia!

It's okay.

Give me the phone.

Uncle Santiago I presume.

Miguel?

Back from the dead.

How are you, mi hermano?

Living.

You?

My baby, baby.

- Yeah. - For what it's worth, Miguelito.

You really were like a brother to me.

Yeah. That's beautiful.

You always kill your own brothers?

I didn't kill you, Miguel.

Then who then?

You really don't remember?

No.

What do you say we call it a truce, San, huh?

You stole from me.

You violated my trust.

You know that?

Okay. Well, then who?

Who knows.

You know, you were always crafty, mi hermano,

you know that? Every time I made turn,

you were there. It's like you knew what I was thinking.

You had like, like a supernatural gift.

Yeah, maybe.

I made a mistake,

and I know now why because you were special, were you?

You just had ears in the sky,

and in my phone,

and betrayed me, mi hermano.

And what,