The Equalizer

I serve as an equalizer.

I'm the one you call when you can't call 911.

Previously onThe Equalizer...

Someone's hit my personal server with a cyberattack.

If Bishop's top guys couldn't crack it,

who did you tell him you were bringing this to?

His son's life is at stake.

I can't use my usual team.

No. You're in enough trouble as it is.

He's like family to Rob. Which means

he's basically our family.

Are you saying you want him

to hack into the CIA?

I'm in. We got a hit.

Go! Get out of there.

Federal agents! Don't move!Go, go, go!

You should have never breached

the servers of the CIA.

Let me talk to him. Harry!

Mel, I love you.

Harry!It's gonna be all right.

Harry...I love you.

: Okay.

Señor.

We are seeking asylum.

Are you American?

Uh, no.

I'm asking for asylum.

You're crossing illegally. It's criminal trespassing.

But our life was threatened. I have proof.

Take the boy.WOMAN: No!

I have proof! !¡Mami!

!¡Mami!You can't take him! You can't take my son!

!¡Mami!No! What are you doing?

I beg you, please.

Stop. Where are you taking him?

Pedro! Pedro!

Hi.

Thank God you're out. How?

They dropped the charges.

McCall and Bishop pulled some strings.

They even gave the bar back.

Turns out, having you in custody is all the Feds care about.

Right.But, uh,

the Sanctum, they...

They confiscated everything.

Yeah.

The monitors. The hardware.

The city took back the space. They walled it up.

It's all right. Really.

Long as you're out.

Plus, all my drives are encrypted,

so they'll never find a trace of any of our... activities.

: I don't care about that. I care about you.

I'm okay.

Being a traitor has its perks.

Get my own room. Hand-delivered meals.

So, you know, no getting...

...shanked in a mess hall.

Good. Um...

we're gonna get you out of here, McCall and I.

Honey, I know what you're thinking.

Don't.

I can't do that to you.

A life on the run? No.

I seriously doubt faking my own death

is gonna fly again, so...

I'm not leaving you in here.

We're gonna think of something.

Okay. But in the meantime, will you do something for me?

Keep going.

Don't sit around and do nothing.

I know you. It'll kill you.

If you can't help me, help someone.

Please, don't let everything we built go to waste.

I can't do it without you.

Yes, you can.

Keshegian.

The overlords

are getting antsy.

Listen, just remember to, um...

fix the wall by the back banquette.

: Keep going.

Okay.

Robyn, I've been climbing marble steps

for days now trying to get him released.

I'm just running into walls.

Hard enough getting Mel cleared.

This is a whole new level.

You talk to leadership?

Both sides.

I even shaved and put on a suit for them.

He spilled secrets.

The Hill's not gonna get involved.

You talk to the CIA, you make any forward motion there?

Offered them just about everything.

And as much as they'd like to have me back under their thumb,

even they can't help.

I heard that faking his death made it worse.

They're embarrassed.

Army JAG's out for blood.

Bish, he got caught because of us,

and he kept both of our names out of it.

Didn't even tell them about me.

We got to make this right.

I'm on my way to the Pentagon.

I got a card I want to play.

It's my last one.

And I'm not sure if we can make it work.

We have to.

Any news?

We're doing everything we can.

How's Harry?

He, uh, he wants us to keep going.

He doesn't want me obsessing.

What do you want?

He's right. If I don't do something.

I'll lose my mind.

Well, Dee's at her dad's all week,

and Aunt Vi's going upstate for an art festival.

See?

We need this.

This came in this morning.

That's him.

My son, Pedro.

He's only six.

I mean seven.

He turned seven alone.

And I have no idea where he is.

When did you last see him?A year ago.

At the border.

I thought I did everything right.

When we crossed, we presented ourselves to agents,

asked for asylum.

But they took him from my arms and sent me back without him.

Did you just say "a year ago"?

I left my country to protect him.

The maras....

gangs...

they demanded my husband pay the "tax."

We were already paying two other gangs.

When my husband refused, they killed him.

If we'd stayed, they would have killed us, too.

And in all that time, you haven't seen or heard

from your son?Once.

After I was deported.

I spoke to him over the phone for ten minutes.

I promised I'd come back.

Where was he then?

He said New York.

I made calls looking for him as soon as I could afford it.

A lady told me he was in an emergency shelter.

In Queens.

But when I called, it's like he disappeared.

And you never got any information from Immigration?

Nothing.

I tried to get back, but it took me all this time

to get money to pay a coyote.

I-I'm sorry I don't have more.

You don't have to apologize for anything.

He's out there,

waiting for me.

He has to be so scared.

Mrs. Castillo, I promise, we're gonna do everything we can

to get your son back.

In the meantime,

I'll call you on this when I know something.

Pedro Castillo-- he would have been here a year ago.

I'm sorry.

I can't hand over information

to anyone who asks.I'm not "anyone."

I was hired to find a missing child.

As a lawyer, you should understand...

Is there a problem?

I was just trying

to explain that we are not permitted

to share any information

from the children's files

with outsiders.

Um, if she had a social worker

who could vouch for her...Why don't we get the detective from the NYPD

on the phone who's working this case?

He can verify that I'm representing the family.

Go ahead, call him.

Let me know what you can find.Okay.

Detective Dante.

Detective.

Agent Deleo with Immigration and Customs Enforcement.

I got a woman here

says she's a legal advocate working with you

on a case involving a child

named Pedro Castillo.

This ringing any bells?

I mean, as caregivers,

temporary or not, we should be demanding

something better than mylar blankets.

Pedro Castillo.

Of course. There a problem?

No. Just confirming.

Can't be too careful when dealing with minors.