Unforgettable

Senator, um, as I've been saying...

we're here for your protection.

And, as I have been saying...

I appreciate all the attention,

but I don't believe I'm in any danger.

Can I ask now, Granddad?

You bet, Haley.

And you tell me if you think she's fooling.

Go ahead, honey.

Okay, June 3, 2003.

June 3, 2003, was a Tuesday.

George Bush landed in Egypt.

The baseball player Sammy Sosa was thrown out of a game

for having cork in his bat.

And, let me guess... you were born.

You're right.

She's right.

How'd you do that?

Well, Haley, I have a very special gift...

I remember everything.

Yeah, you might want to remember your job.

Just saying.

Okay. All right.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

Senator, Interpol and the NYPD are convinced

you are a potential assassination target.

Because why? I went to some silly conference?

Hell, I only went for the skiing, you know.

And it rained just about every day.

Three other people who attended the Davos Conference...

have been poisoned. Two died.

And Interpol believes the killer has entered the United States.

We just want to keep you safe.

Right, Carrie?

Yes. Right.

We just want to keep you safe.

Well, that is very kind of you,

but I've been in public life for 30 years...

I'm tougher than I look.

Believe me, my man Nolan can handle

whatever situation arises.

Plus, I got that mean-looking fellow

the festival's providing me gratis.

Sir, we're talking about a professional assassin.

We don't know how he delivers the poison,

but we know he does it under cover of large crowds.

Fine.

You can do whatever it is you think you have to do

since your dynamo partner here...

has so graciously entertained my granddaughter.

- Well, let's do this then, yeah? - Okay.

We're ready for you, Senator.

Let me help you, sir. Thank you.

Okay.

You know, you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.

You think I was just playing, but I had a whole master plan.

And, look at that, it worked. Mission accomplished.

How'd you know it was her birthday?

I'm brilliant.

Jay, we're on the move. What's your situation?

Well, place is really filling up.

It's clear from here.

I wish I knew what we were looking for.

Interpol and Homeland don't know much more.

Whoever these guys are, they move like shadows.

Ah, Senator Carlyle.

I'm Murphy Cloonan. So pleased you could make it.

So, this is the check I'll be presenting

on behalf of your foundation.

Fine, fine.

Is there anything in particular you'd like me to say

- in your introduction? - Nope, just make it quick.

- I'll cover the other side. - All right.

- Let's do it. - Okay.

All right.

Murray... anything out of the ordinary, abort.

No "wait and see." We make the call.

It's all good.

Ladies and gentlemen,

it is my great honor and pleasure

to bring to the stage now a former member of the Senate,

a true captain of business,

the guiding light of the Carlyle Foundation,

and an all-around great American...

Senator Thomas Carlyle.

Thank you.

Thank you. You're too kind.

Let me help you sir.

Thank you.

Okay.

Al, the water level.

- Hey, you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.

Oh, my...

Okay, our dead suspect is Nikos Hastis...

low-level operative out of Cyprus,

rumored to have ties to "Revolutionary Struggle,"

a terrorist group.

How'd he get in the country?

Came here on a work visa.

Now apparently this guy's done

private security jobs

all over the world. Speaking of security...

we found the security guard he switched out at the festival,

throat cut, in a Dumpster.

How does all this sync up

with the previous attacks?

Well, both Jean-Marc Keller, a Swiss banker,

and Gustave Bauchau, Belgian manufacturing big shot,

attended the Davos Economic Conference,

along with Senator Carlyle.

Both of them died very uncomfortably.

No positive I.D. of the toxins used.

There were thousands of people at that conference.

Still, it's the only link we got so far.

But it's the same M.O...

poison, big crowd to cover the identity of the killer,

and by the time these guys found out they were dosed,

it was too late to do anything about it.

Let's see if we can track Nikos's movements

and tie him to the prior murders.

And let's find out how he was spending his time in New York.

I want to make sure he didn't offer a bottle of water

to anyone else before we caught up to him.

You got it.

- Hey. - Oh, hi.

Nice work this morning.

Next time I need a body guard, I'm calling you.

Next time? Wha... ?

Was there ever a time?

Oh, long time ago.

I was teaching a seminar at Columbia,

and I had the nephew of a certain Uruguayan dictator in my class...

Ooh, did someone try to kill him?

No! No, no, no.

Nothing like that.

He was absent all the time.

Tanked the final. I had to give him a "D."

So, he tried to kill you?

No, but his uncle was pretty mad.

You probably dashed his hopes

of ever going to medical school.

Hardly... it was the culinary arts school.

It was "The Essentials of Puff Pastry."

Oh.

I let him take a make-up.

He made an incredible rustico lecesse.

Got a B-minus.

He's now running a four-star restaurant in Montevideo.

- Oh, wow. - His uncle sent me

an amazing bottle of Grappamiel.

Speaking of which, you look hung over.

Well, I'm... I'm not.

Sorry.

Where are we... on the water bottle?

Okay.

I found definite traces of aconite,

otherwise known as wolfsbane.

It presents in a fever and slight nausea.

And just when you think you're ready to go to the hospital,

after about 24 hours... boom, you're dead.

Complete systems failure.

- Hard to come by? - Very.

The extraction process is highly complex, so...

your guy must have had

a pretty sophisticated knowledge of chemistry.

That's what's bothering me.

Nikos Hastis was a career thug, not a brilliant chemist.

So, you're thinking there's someone else out there?

Yeah, I do.

I talked to the desk clerk, not much.

Nikos checked in a couple days ago,

registered under his own name... pretty ballsy.

Yeah, he never expected to get caught.

Hmm. This is weird.

"Koban Imports."

Looks like he had these uniforms made outside the country.

Fake papers.

But where's the chemistry equipment?

According to Webster,

the wolfsbane required elaborate preparation.

Maybe he had a lab somewhere else.

Al, I'm with Carrie.

This just doesn't feel like our guy.

Jay... do me a favor?

What you got on Koban Imports?

Hold on one second, Al.

All right, it looks like they're over in Long Island City.

Been in business since 1995.

Owners are Elizabeth and Eric Koban.

Says here they live on the premises as well.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on a second.

This is a little weird, Al.

I just got an EMS alert.

Ambulance has been dispatched to that location.

Murray, let's go.

I... I couldn't get her to wake up.

How could this happen?

I... I don't understand.

Liz was stressed about something,