FBI: International

I think there's been some kind of mistake.

No mistake.

The terms of our deal were explicit.

She doesn't know anything.

She's just my assistant. - He's right.

I just keep the calendar.

I set calls.

I smile and look pretty for clients.

This is very unnecessary.

I gave you what you asked for.

Your boss shared a file with me

in exchange for quite a large payment.

And yet...

See the problem?

All the useful top secret information is redacted.

It's worth nothing to me like this.

Jimmy's a former cabinet member.

He would never betray the United States.

That's very unfortunate.

- -

Okay, all right.

I'll give you what you want.

I know how to get rid of the redactions.

Excuse me.

I, uh, I know a guy who can provide the full document.

He's here in Vienna.

He works cybersecurity for the UN.

I just have to make one phone call.

But do not cut anything else, please!

We have to go.

You have until midnight to get me the full file,

or we take more than an ear.

Right, grab the keys.

Leave everything else. - What are you talking about?

There is no guy. I lied about the guy.

It's just--we gotta run.

Oh, my God.

Okay. Hurry, hurry, hurry.

- Okay. - Come on, come on, come on.

Give me these. All right.

Go, go, go, go. - Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Walking through the lobby on our way to the car, okay?

All we gotta do is get in the car, okay?

We're gonna get in the car, and we're gonna get to the airport.

- Stop. Stop right there! - Just don't--

Hey. Don't-- - Oh! Wait.

Hey, hey, no, no, no. Hey, hey, whoa.

Don't touch me. This is a mistake.

Ow!

Okay, before you say anything, that is not what it looks like.

You're under arrest for the selling

of classified materials.

You cannot be ser--oh!

I don't even know what's happening.

This has nothing to do with me.

Please, this has nothing to do with me!

Former Secretary of Energy James Gaddis.

As you may remember, he left the last administration

in disgrace thanks to a corruption scandal.

Well, lately, he's been trying to make a comeback.

He and his assistant, Natalie Rivers,

have been traveling across Europe

offering Gaddis' dwindling influence and connections

as an energy consultant.

Guy's a real piece of work.

Isn't he still under investigation?

He is--in New York.

But that didn't stop him from getting picked up

by federal police in Vienna with a bag full of gold bars.

Gold bars?

Eight kilograms' worth, totaling--

$502,304 U.S.

It's not a good look, but what does this

have to do with the Fly Team?

We have reason to suspect

that our former secretary may have graduated

to selling classified documents.

Europol received an anonymous tip

that Gaddis is trying to sell a laptop computer containing

a top secret digital file.

Allegedly, it's a Defense Department memo

warning of a software vulnerability

in Europe's nuclear plants.

He's selling a back door into nuclear reactors.

I could think of a few people who might

wanna get their hands on that, and none of them are good.

Has the Pentagon confirmed a breach?

No. They say it's all hot air.

But the bag of gold suggests otherwise.

All right, Smitty's in Vienna,

so let's get there and find exactly what Gaddis sold

and who he sold it to.

Hey, Damian, I'm gonna need you to hang back on this one,

coordinate from here.

I don't know if you've noticed,

but my strengths aren't exactly in customer service.

Well, we learn all aspects here,

even the ones we don't like.

If I'm still in the doghouse

because of what happened in Bulgaria, I get it.

But there's a nuclear threat.

Is now really the time? - Time is whenever I say it is.

I could be doing a lot more than benching you.

Tate, can you help Powell find a way to be useful?

Yeah.

Absolutely.

Gaddis was transferred to the embassy

this morning after giving a statement

to the Austrian federal police.

Was he cooperative?

That's not the word I would use, no.

Were you able to convince Europol to transfer the case?

Yes.

My supervisor's direct quote was, "He's your problem now."

Are you the guy?

James Gaddis. This is Natalie.

- - Oh, come on.

You boys at the bureau know a lie

gets halfway around the world before the truth

even put its pants on.

We're walking around without our pants, buddy.

The mishandling of classified documents is--

Something that I and my staff take very seriously.

But I don't have access to that stuff anymore.

I gave it all back.

What about copies on your personal computers?

Maybe you had some on there that you didn't realize.

I would have immediately reported it.

This is all about what, an anonymous tip?

Well, people might wanna kick me when I'm down,

but anybody who claims that I'd sell out my country

is a damn liar.

All right, what about the gold bars?

That's a consulting fee for my work with the IAEA.

That's the UN nuclear watchdog group based here in Vienna.

I'm aware.

So you're saying that they pay you in gold?

Well, not generally, no, but I requested it.

It's an investment product.

So why did you run from the cops?

Well, you know what, that's the funniest thing.

I didn't even know they were looking for me.

I thought there was a crime in progress.

I was running for my safety.

And you know, I was still a little woozy

from cutting myself shaving. - Mm-hmm.

You know what, we've met before.

Early on in my career, I was working on the East Coast.

You helped me with the Con Ed fraud case.

I went to you because you had a reputation

for being a straight shooter.

What happened to that guy?

Well, you know, I don't recall the conversation,

but I am happy to know that you owe me a favor.

This is a photo of you and your assistant

arriving at the Vienna Airport three days ago.

You have a computer.

When you were arrested, that computer

was nowhere to be found, not in your hotel room, not anywhere.

So where did it go?

Hotel staff must have taken it.

There's nothing five star about that place.

Save it. I have your phone.

I have your home computer. I have your financials.

New York's going through your house

and your office as we speak.

They're gonna turn your life inside out,

so I'll get the truth that way.

All right, well, what can I say?

My life is an open book.

Just ask Natalie.

There's no way anything classified's on there.

He wouldn't trust me with it.

You don't read his emails?

I was a waitress at the Havana Room when we met.

Jimmy didn't hire me for my reading.

I get his lunch orders, I book his flights, I carry his bags,

and then I do it all over again,

because suddenly, he hates window seats

and shellfish and--

So you carry his computer.

Yeah, sometimes.

Where is his laptop now?

I have no idea.

Your boss said that he didn't bring it

with him on this trip. Can you confirm that?

Yeah, that's right.

Well actually, he admitted that he did bring it,

but claims a hotel staff member misplaced it.

So was he lying?

Or are you?

I told you I don't know where it is.

That's the truth.

Okay, so how about you tell me what James Gaddis

is really doing in Vienna?

I just handed you his calendar.

You can look for yourself.

You know, this case started with an anonymous tip.

Any chance that was from you?