The Last Frontier

Clearance, this is November 207.

Ready to copy IFR to Washington Dulles.

USM 207, Clearance Delivery.

Clear to Washington Dulles. Fly runway heading.

Holy shit. What was that?

Help! Help!

November 207 engine fire. Requesting immediate vectors for landing.

Get me out of here!

- Hey, bud. - Hey.

- What's up? Can't sleep? - Yeah.

We didn't get to see it.

Well, you know, the northern lights don't go away.

Gives you and me a reason to come back next year.

Yeah.

Dad.

Run. Run, run!

We're losing pressure. We gotta get down.

Pressure equalizing. Air speed stable.

Two thousand feet.

Heading down. Brace for impact.

- Morning, Bob. - Morning, Frank.

Keep on going.

Holy fuck.

Hey, honey.

What do you say, you and I grab lunch at the Chowder House today?

I wish. I'm working a double.

Oh, and I found your long johns.

Okay, well, I could bring lunch to you.

They were in the wash that I asked you to dry last night.

Hey, Luke, come on. You're late.

Can we make curfew 12:30 tonight?

- You know nothing good happens… - Happens after midnight.

I know, but it's homecoming game, and everyone's going to Devon's after.

- I don't wanna be the only one not going. - He's got a point.

It's okay if it's okay with your dad. But not a minute later, all right?

Go, come on. You're late.

So, that's a big N-O for lunch?

What is it with you and lunch already?

And why are you smiling like that? Are you having a stroke?

We got the cabin.

They accepted our offer.

Oh, my gosh. Oh, my God.

When did he call?

He didn't. He texted me this morning.

And we're really doing this?

I mean, come on, I think it's meant to be.

How exactly are we paying for all of this?

I'll sell my truck.

My right arm. My left nut.

Come on.

That's what Tom wants to talk about over lunch.

Okay. And work?

- What about work? - Well, this will be a huge distraction.

The town's been as quiet as a smile since before I can remember.

I can't do this forever. I'm getting old.

Need to start thinking about the future.

Marshals are your family.

And they'll continue to be.

It's not gonna happen overnight, but…

I mean, the timing feels right.

Luke's doing better.

He hasn't had a nightmare for months.

You and I are on solid ground, so…

- Yeah. - It's your turn.

You mean that?

You've been yabbering on about owning a bed-and-breakfast

since we were teenagers.

I mean, come on.

Do I mean that?

It's what you want. It's what we want. It's what I want.

Yes.

- Yeah. Yeah. - Did I do good?

- You did good. Yeah. - Did I do good?

All right.

Got your favorite, big guy. Nutty Long John with frosting.

None of that custard nonsense.

- Someone's in a good mood. - Morning, Jane.

How's the back?

Not any better, but thanks for reminding me.

You only brought doughnuts because you know I'm still juicing.

Annie's not gonna know. Come on.

Annie knows everything.

- Got a chocolate one in there for me? - Yeah.

What are you guys doing here?

Well, Nora and I learned how to play hopscotch,

so, she painted me a special rock to practice with.

She did not.

And Mommy was bouncing off the walls, about to lose her mind,

so we decided to get a coffee

and drop off Daddy's special rock at work, huh?

This is so cool. Did you paint this?

My daddy loves hopscotch.

Yeah, you know what else Daddy loves?

Doughnuts.

- Yes, he does. He loves them. - No.

Daddy doesn't want a doughnut, no. Because if Daddy loses two more pounds,

Mommy's got a surprise waiting for him in the bedroom.

Say, "Bye, Daddy."

Bye, Daddy. Love you.

Bye.

Bye, girls.

- Hello? Hey, Tom. - Give me my rock.

- Yep. - Here you go. Put it away.

Frank.

Morning, Frank.

- Morning, Hutch. - Where?

Did you bring your wallet with those doughnuts?

- Why? - You owe me 20 bucks.

- Oh, shit. She didn't show up for court? - Nope.

Frank, that was the fire chief.

He says there's smoke up north, but they can't get a visual.

He was hoping you can take the chopper and get eyes.

Let's check it out.

Hopscotch? Really?

Saw it on Sesame Street.

You know, Donnie, even if you don't lose two pounds,

you'll always be my Snuffleupagus.

Holy shit.

- Is that… - Hey, Fred.

Put us down close to this.

- We got a live one! - Ambush.

- Huh? - Ambush.

Do not back that chopper!

- Come on, get him up! Get him up! - Come on!

Let's go! Go!

Don't fucking move!

Just shoot him!

Drop that shit!

Come on, Hutch. Let's get him back to the chopper.

- Come on, Donnie. - Let's go.

- Come on. Get up, Donnie. - Come on.

Donnie, get up! Come on, get him up!

Back up!

Come on, get up.

Back up!

Back up. Back up.

I can't see!

Get the fuck up. Come on.

Back to the chopper! Let's go!

Let's go! Get to the chopper. Come on.

- Let's go, let's go! Let's go. - Come on. Come on!

Get in the chopper! Get in the fucking chopper.

Let's go. Fred, let's just go.

Let's go! Let's go!

Come on. Don, you okay? Lets go! Let's go now.

Let's go! Come on.

Atwater's down.

- When did this happen? - Under an hour ago.

- ACARS? Datalinks? - All unresponsive.

Good. Find out what the NRO knows.

I'll have Nouri put a team in place once we get a body count…

I don't think you understand. The operation is still active.

You said the plane was down.

Communications didn't break until after impact.

We have reason to believe there are survivors.

- Shit. So we're exposed. - The FAA's still in the dark.

You need to bring in Scofield.

Okay, that's a terrible idea.

We are outside the law here.

Scofield has insight. Access.

Hell, she created Havlock.

As far as I'm concerned, this is her mess.

So you find whatever bed or bottle she's in and bring her here.

Aunt Sidney, you came!

Of course I came.

Do you really think I'd miss the biggest birthday party of the year?

- Where's the cake? - Tye split his lip on the stairs.

- You gotta come see. - No way!

You're giving her a fish?

Good to see you too, sis.

Zoe and her dad volunteer for PETA.

Why would you bring her an exotic fish that was stolen from the wild?

It's just a fish.

Three, four, five. Go!

What's going on with the case?

You know I can't talk about work.

Nathan says they're gonna refer you to the inspector general.

Who told him that?

He said that if you're charged, you could go to prison for treason.

One, two, three, four, five. Looks like…

Agent Scofield?

Maybe.

Ma'am, you need to come with us.

It's about the Atwater Protocol.

Your father was a good man, Sid.

We miss him too.

Why am I here?

We grabbed his ass outside Khabarovsk, 20K's north of the Chinese border.

State kept things under wraps while our teams mobilized.

We flew him to a base in Alaska, then moved him to a covert transport.

That's when things went tits up.

The mission was run as a black op.

The Division determined a JPATS transport provided optimal cover.

Neither the marshals nor the pilots had mission details.

You rerouted a prison transport through Alaska to pick up Havlock?

It was Level Four.

Even the Chief Master Sergeant at Eielson's still in the dark.

The problem is the plane lost radar contact at 0700.

Satellite images indicate there are survivors,

which means Havlock is in play.