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It's gonna be a black-ops team, off book.

You'll get your assignments from me.

You'll report only to me.

Meet the newest additions to the team...

Jagdeep Patel and Celine Fox.

Special Agent Mike Cubing,

say hello to Special Agent Ryan Booth.

You're about to be best friends.

Your family there, what was it... Isabella and...?

Andrea.

I miss them.

Best friends forever.

Peaceful lives are for other people.

Alex.

Don't ever do that again.

How's your house guest?

Six Marshals on round-the-clock detail,

no cellphones, every hotel guest vetted.

It's all good.

Just don't get cocky.

We tried this before, remember?

Culebra is very resourceful.

Culebra is going down.

Believe me, this witness will make it to the stand.

You see? He's got it tattooed right there on his neck...

Suerte.

"Lucky."

Oh, my God!

Two months of Blue Apron,

and suddenly he's Anthony Bourdain.

Can't say I'd ever seen that side of him.

So, Saturday, maybe we can finally show you our apartment.

Um... yeah, that should be okay.

Um, let me check.

Or we could meet at yours. You all settled in?

I'm getting there.

Do you miss Italy?

Shelby.

What? We're not allowed to talk about that?

It's fine.

I miss it.

I miss them.

But I know they're safer without me.

We need to catch up... On everything,

starting with the magician who cut your hair.

You like?

Mnh.

This coffee is criminal.

I'm gonna do a latte run. You guys want anything?

- No. I'm good. Thanks. - I'm good.

Thanks.

- Alex. - Yeah?

Look, about what happened,

when I, you know, tried to...

Kiss me... yeah.

It was a mistake. Okay?

And if... If Shelby finds out...

I won't lie to her, Ryan. Don't ask me to do that.

It was nothing. It was stupid, okay?

I just... It was an accident. That's all.

Yeah, but don't make me a part of hurting her.

It'll hurt her if she finds out.

It'll never happen again.

In 24 hours,

Arturo "Culebra" Solis is going on trial...

Biggest cartel kingpin we've ever had in custody.

Two hours ago, our star witness was murdered.

If we don't proceed with the trial, Culebra walks.

Our only option is a replacement witness.

Owen, you remember Charlie Hill from your CIA days?

Oh, yeah, of course.

Spent two years deep under in Culebra's cartel,

saw el jefe's work firsthand.

On paper, he's a perfect witness.

On paper, but I heard he had a hard time readjusting

after he returned from that op.

That's an understatement.

Guy came back a raging alcoholic.

Agency had to kick him to the curb.

Well, right now he's all we've got.

So, what do you want from me?

The director tells us you're running an elite team.

We already have an elite team.

Yes. Your elite team failed.

The man jumped! We could never have seen that coming.

Culebra got to him somehow, threatened his family.

You don't know that.

The problem isn't that I don't know that, Akers.

The problem is, you don't know.

U.S. Marshals have been handling witness protection

for 50 years.

Now you're gonna sideline me for some untested FBI unit?

They're tested.

- By who? - By me.

Enough.

I've been authorized by both of your superiors

to put you together on this.

You'll retrieve him from his home

and protect him until the trial.

Who runs point?

You had your chance.

Owen runs the op.

So, we're supposed to do

what the full weight of the U.S. Marshals couldn't.

Mm-hmm. Buckle up.

Cartel members are online?

You must have skipped that class.

I was pulled out of Quantico halfway through my education

by you people, so educate me.

Okay, well, the Mendozas alone

have up to 6,000 members trolling the Internet.

For what?

Porn.

Potential kidnapping targets, grey military intel,

police and politician bios,

and... porn.

I got it. Let me see what I can find.

How'd Shelby take it?

Ah.

You haven't told her about you and Alex.

There is no me and Alex.

And yet there you were,

hunched over like a puckered-up Nosferatu.

"Ehrr."

I'm not judging you, Ryan.

I'm just saying, these kinds of things

have a way of infecting a unit.

So, this guy Charlie

saw every exotic port in the world as a spook

and chose to settle in rural New Jersey?

Doesn't say much for his mental health.

Back in the day, he was brilliant.

Charlie once built a gun out of spare motorcycle parts

to shoot his way out of a jam.

What? Sounds like an urban legend to me.

Legend or not, he spent more time

under the Culebra cartel than any agent on record,

so let's show him some respect.

Owen Hall.

Long time.

Let me guess... bullet in the witness's head,

message carved in his chest?

Forced to jump out of a 20-story building.

Subtle as ever.

Come on.

Pack your bag, Charlie.

You're going on the stand tomorrow.

I'll see a casket before Culebra sees a prison cell. I'll pass.

- Charlie... - The answer's "No," Hall.

Now, you keep asking me, I'm gonna put you on your ass.

So, you're a horologist, huh?

A horologist?

It means "clockmaker,"

not the study of your mother, numbskull.

Ohh, burn!

I guess a man needs a hobby

after Uncle Sam strips him of the job

that he bled and nearly died for, right?

You think you're gonna work me, Mata Hari?

We'll protect you.

We're taking you to Fort Hamilton.

Alright. Let's talk straight.

You spent two years under with Culebra,

and you couldn't bring him down.

You sure you want to see him walk?

Already had your bag packed.

Rule number one... Always be ready

to bolt out that door and never look back.

You'll be coming back, Charlie.

What's that?

EpiPen.

If I'm gonna take this trip, I'd rather not die on the way.

Any allergies we should be aware of?

Cats, shellfish,

Ukrainian women.

Let's go.

This route is supposed to be clear.

God's sake, Owen. Is this how you protect an asset?

We keep sitting, I'm gonna start quacking.

Hang tight, Charlie.

What I'm saying is, I need a gun.

- No, you don't. - No, you don't.

None of you has spent a minute with a cartel, have you?

I was two years with a bunch of neo-Nazis.

Pansies compared to these animals.

They'll hang a man by his entrails

and make his kid watch.

Culebra killed his own sister

because he didn't like her boyfriend.

Owen.

They found us.

Two more behind us.

Get down! Get down!

Get Charlie off the "X."

Got it.

Come on, Charlie.

Better get on it.

Hang on.

You didn't even have custody of our witness for an hour

before the bullets started flying.