Legends

Previously on Legends...

You don't remember anything about Basra?

Wonder how you survived.

Sonya?

At our wedding we exchanged vows, do you remember?

Where's this coming from?

I want to be with you.

What's going to happen when he finds out I've

been lying to him for the past 10 years?

For his safety, he can't ever know the truth.

Prince Abboud of the House of Saud will be in Los Angeles for a

highly classified energy meeting at the Arcadia Policy Council.

I got hard proof Prince Fayeen conspired with the Arcadia Policy Council.

To assassinate Prince Abboud.

So what's the plan?

Make the Prince try to kill me.

With this, I'm sure I'll be easy to keep track of.

They won't find out who I gave the intelligence to.

Hold on.

- The signal's gone. - Maggie where is he?

- It's being blocked! - Lock the area down...

We just got an Agent abducted.

We know your name...

Special Agent Martin Odum of the FBI.

You will see... there are worse things than physical pain.

This way, this way, hurry!

We removed your microchip.

Your associates won't be able to find you.

You're on your own, Special Agent Martin Odum of the FBI.

I don't know what you're talking about.

We know who you are.

We know all about the FBI's investigations

into the Arcadia Council and Prince Fayeen.

Your investigation is over.

I'm Sebastian Egan,

and the truth is coming out,

no matter what you do to me.

Hani Jibril killed Abboud.

You will end your investigation into Prince Fayeen.

You've got the wrong guy.

I must admit, I was, uh...

quite impressed by your undercover persona.

I know you have many identities, Agent Odum.

Tell me, when you're in it that deep,

is it hard to keep track of the real Martin?

My name is Sebastian Egan.

Do you even know who Martin Odum is anymore?

Look, the story's getting out.

You can't do anything.

I admire that death is not your first concern.

But it makes me wonder what is.

Your country?

Your God?

No, I don't think so.

It is... your family.

Something you should know.

Yeah...?

Yeah, what's that?

I'm gonna kill you.

We think we know how they abducted Martin.

Traffic cameras show an 18-wheeler

heading out of the area right before we got there.

They drove the limo into the trailer?

Which was probably lined with something to hide his signal.

What does that tell you?

They knew Martin was FBI.

How'd they know that?

Sir, the truck tags came back no good.

Serial numbers were altered.

These guys covered every single detail.

What about a visual search?

There's an orange stripe on the side of the cab,

but it turns out it's a common design.

A BOLO's gone out statewide already.

I've got a briefing

with the Attorney General in five. Keep me apprised.

Sir... Martin's been missing

for nine hours. He could be anywhere.

And wherever he is, he's depending on us to find him.

Okay?

Yes, sir.

Crystal. Drop whatever you're doing.

I need you to get over to Sonya Odum's house right now.

- What's wrong? - She sent a 911.

What do you want with us?

- I want you to shut up. - Don't talk

to my Mom like that.

How... How do you say this, uh...

"Chip off the block"?

You know my husband?

Where's my dad?

Your dad is talking to a friend of mine.

Why don't we give him a call?

I know he would love to hear from you.

Sonya?

We're okay. Dad.

It's all right, kid.

Don't be scared.

Now do you understand what I can do?

Dad! Don't...

- Aiden! - ...give up!

Sonya!

You bastard.

I'm gonna kill you.

Yeah, you know what, that depends.

If Prince Fayeen suffers any negative consequences,

your family will be killed. Do you understand me?

Mom, are you okay?

Yeah.

Okay, you win.

You win.

Just let them go.

Please.

Okay...

untie him and clean him up.

Let's see what he has to say.

Tactical backup is en route.

Satellite's coming online, stand by.

We're one minute out. Stay alert.

They probably got the perimeter covered.

We're too late.

Definite signs of a struggle, sir.

- They were taken. - Any sense of how long?

Coffee's still warm. We just missed 'em.

Get Saunders from Crisis Management over there right away.

Yes, sir. I'm also sending the forensic unit to the scene now.

We're gonna knock on some doors, see if anybody saw anything.

Sir, I have an incoming call on our secure line.

Hello? Oh, my God. Sir, I have Martin.

You're on speaker.

Martin, where are you?

Nelson, listen to me.

Sonya and Aiden are in trouble.

Get someone over there.

Rice and Crystal are already on the scene.

Martin, your wife and son are missing.

Mom, what's going on?

No...

Holy shit.

Hey, Maggie.

If Bashir doesn't call by tonight, we'll move again.

He won't call.

My guess is Martin made sure of that.

He doesn't call, then you die.

Until then,

my son is hungry, he needs to eat.

You don't fight like a housewife.

I think you broke my man's ribs.

It appears Martin Odum isn't the only one with secrets, huh?

Mom, what's he talking about?

Hmm?

I don't know, Aiden.

Okay, I talked to CIA and State.

This is everything that I could get on Bashir.

He asked for a lawyer.

Right after Gates designated him

an enemy combatant.

If that doesn't scare the truth out of him...

Yeah, well, it better.

It's only a matter of time before those kidnappers

realize that we have him.

You think they'll kill Sonya and Aiden?

I need to get in there.

Where's Gates?

He's talking to Martin.

Sure you don't need a hospital?

No.

Crystal's going to do the interrogation.

I get first crack at him, Nelson. No one else.

That's a bad idea.

It's my family.

My prisoner, my interrogation.

Crystal will be in there, too.

Yeah?

As long as she doesn't get in my way.

Where's my family?

- I don't know. - Where?

It wasn't the plan to take them.

No, the plan was to kill them.

I'm telling you,

I don't know where they are.

How do I find Hassan?

You should have left this alone.

You think you can hide from us?

We found you once before. We will find you again.

Wherever you go, you will never be safe.

Anything happens to my family, and I'll kill you,

if it takes me the rest of my life.

Where?!

Martin, enough!

Sit down, Mr. Bashir.

Sit down!

What is

the desert code?

Is it an eye for an eye?

A child for a child?

You have a daughter...

Samara... she lives with her mother

in Washington, isn't that right?

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