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Thank you, Huck.

Oh, my God.

Jennifer?

What do you know about them?

Nothing. I don't know names.

I don't know what they do, where they work, where they live.

I don't know anything about them.

Except for the fact that they used your dad

to kill the president-elect of the United States.

And I want to know why.

- Where is she? - Who?

Did you bring her here? What... What did you do?

What are you talking about? Who are you looking for?

Jennifer Fields. She's gone.

What?

And the people in this room are the only people

who knew where she was.

Huck knew where she was. He went to see her this morning.

Why did Huck go and see Jennifer?

He took Meg to see her.

Are you all thinking what I'm thinking?

Straight to voicemail.

Huck almost never turns his phone off,

and he doesn't let it die.

- Charlie? - I'm already there.

Meg could be the mole.

That bitch better not have touched a hair on Huck's head.

- What's this? - The people you've been looking for...

Find out who they are and bring Huck back to me.

- - I want him back.

No sign of a struggle.

Something happened. I can feel it.

Nothing.

Look, he'll be fine, Robin.

He probably went to go get some food.

- Start spraying. - Now you're wasting your time.

Start spraying.

Hit the lights.

Oh, my God.

Look at all that blood.

Oh, my God, what did she do to him?

- Robin, I'm sorry. - No.

No, this isn't happening.

- Huck is fine. - I don't think so.

Stop. He's not dead.

- I'm just saying... - He's not dead, okay?!

Liv? What are you doing?

Huck, he's... he's gone.

- "Gone"? - He's missing.

He's dating this girl, Meg.

This morning, he took her to see someone,

and now he's missing.

Listen, you know Huck... He goes dark sometimes.

Falls off the wagon and then back on and then off.

No, Abby, this isn't... This... t-this isn't that.

There are people.

- Don't recognize them. - No, of course not.

That's not...

I'm here because I need help.

I need high-level security clearance help.

- To find Huck. - Yes.

I don't have the best relationship

with Fitz's girlfriend.

FBI Director Webster.

So, I was hoping that you could get her this photo

to run through their imaging software,

crosscheck their database.

Maybe the FBI can get a hit we can't.

The FBI is a little busy right now,

dealing with the assassination of the president-elect.

Huck is missing.

Huck could be dying right now... our Huck.

You're right. I'm sorry.

Yes, I will get it to Webster.

Thanks, Abby.

- -

- -

Ow!

- - Hey. Pay attention.

How much time is left on the clock?

About 2 1/2 minutes.

Then you need to move, Huck.

He's still in the trunk?

I'd like to see where you'd be.

Not in the trunk, that's for sure.

Please.

Huck, what was she driving?

Huck, don't you dare give up on me.

You hear me?

Do you?!

Whoa.

Yes. I hear you.

What was she driving?

A Camry... Corolla, maybe.

Okay, we'll go with Camry. Old model... say, 2000?

Sure.

Standard features on a 2000 Camry...

Two DC power outlets, 12 volts each...

Convenient... Manual AC... bummer...

But, yes, automatic windows.

We're talking best case, here... Everybody gets that, right?

Huck, can you get to the windows from the trunk?

Dude, you really need to get that checked out.

Aah!

No, no. Electronic control units are sealed against moisture.

- Doesn't make it waterproof. - What's our backup plan?

I don't have a backup plan.

Huck, you have a backup plan.

Air, Huck! Air!

14.7...

25... 25...

30... 30...

32...

Say, uh, 30 feet.

I could've gone 30 feet at 32 degrees Fahrenheit,

29.9 inches of mercury should put PSI at 14.7,

which makes 600 pounds per square foot.

That's it!

- 600 pounds. -

I can open the door.

- You can? - Not now.

Not when there's still air left in the car.

Not when there's 600 pounds per square foot of pressure

keeping the doors closed.

It wouldn't be humanly possible

to go up against that with injuries like mine, but...

If you wait until the car's inside pressure

is equal to what's on the outside...

- Then we're in business. - You can open the door.

I can open the door.

Huck, what if the doors don't open?

Liv, the math is right here.

The doors will open.

- What if you're wrong? - I'm not wrong.

What if you run out of air

before you can get the door open?

I won't.

The instant that the car is fully submerged,

with no air pockets left,

- - I make my move.

It's caught on something.

How can it be caught on something in the water?