Suspicion

Stop! Please!

You have to help me!

My name is Eric Cresswell.

Someone's trying to kill me.

Any more on Eric Cresswell?

Yeah, nothing official.

But we did some deep background with local agencies,

and it seems that in the 1990s,

there were some rumors about Professor Cresswell's professional conduct.

Underage girls.

Well, more inappropriate relationships with female students.

They were of age, but there were certainly concerns.

- Any evidence? - Not that we're aware.

And we're still not sure whether he's alive or dead, right?

Right.

- Anything from the asset? - Not yet.

There's also the trackers we put in their bags at the airports.

Which helps us if they carry them. If they don't--

And both teams monitoring cameras across the city.

He will be in touch.

- We've got a hell of a lot riding on that. - I know.

Not as much as the Newmans.

We can rely on him.

Why one of the most popular landmarks in Manhattan?

I thought you didn't know New York.

I don't. So if I've heard of Washington Square Park, it's popular.

Surely a back alley in Queens would draw less attention.

Well, that's the point, right, according to Sean?

And this does seem to be his specialist subject.

Back alleyways are suspicious,

so you meet in a well-known, high-traffic spot,

and nobody notices anyone.

They're all too busy taking in the sights or looking at their phones.

Was he there when you woke up?

No.

Did he tell you how he's planning on getting us in front of Copeland?

No.

Do you trust him?

I don't trust anyone, but it was our idea to follow him.

This time last week, I was a university lecturer doing the department a favor.

Now I'm…

headline news.

- Let's not panic. - Too late.

The last place they'll expect us to be is New York.

Maybe we should split up.

Sean said to stay together.

At least until the others get here, we'll stay local.

What happened to "This seems to be his specialist subject"?

What happened to being an independent woman who has a mind of your own?

Eddie.

This is him.

Hello?

The gang are about to rendezvous with Tilson

outside Washington Square Park.

Where are you headed?

- Yeah, I have no idea. - To Leo?

- Sorry, who's that? - Never mind.

As far as I'm aware,

Tilson hasn't told anyone where we're going.

- Do you know which of them is involved? - No. No, I don't yet.

But Monique Thompson, that wasn't anything to do with us.

Them. It wasn't anything to do with them.

And Tilson's keeping a pretty hard eye on me,

but I think I'm okay.

And listen, Copeland-- I know the FBI have run a check on him,

but… it needs to be done more thoroughly,

because all four have had dealings with him.

And I'm pretty sure--

- Fuck. - Shit.

Aadesh. Aadesh.

What's happening?

Shit.

- Oh, shit. Sorry. Sorry. - Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.

Aadesh, listen to me.

- Listen. You're gonna get us caught. - Fuck you. Fuck--

- Whatever you heard back there-- - Who are you?

Would you just calm down? You're gonna get us both caught.

Caught by who? The police?

You are the police.

- No, I'm not. - Bullshit, man.

- Do you-- - Bullshit.

You've been lying to me from the start.

No, I haven't.

I haven't been playing you.

- I trusted you. - I know.

I'm sorry. I should have told you.

- Told me what? - It's just-- I couldn't.

Told me what?

I am working undercover, just not for the police.

It's for Katherine Newman.

- For Katherine Newman? - Yeah.

She hired me to find out which one of you was involved in Leo's kidnapping.

Why you?

Because I'd had security service training when I was back home.

And I'm better at being other people than being myself.

No, man.

No, man. Why should I believe you now?

Because we're friends.

How can we be friends?

- I don't even know who you are. - Yeah, you do.

- No, man. - Yes.

You're a liar, Eddie.

So are you.

Everybody is.

Aadesh, it's the others you need to be worried about, not me.

- Do the police know about you? - No. Nobody knows anything.

Copeland doesn't even know. Dude, she doesn't trust anybody.

Aadesh, I can protect you, but this has to stay between us.

Show me the phone.

- Dude. - Eddie, show me the phone.

You're telling me,

if I redial the last number you called on that device,

Katherine Newman will pick up?

Listen…

I know you've got nothing to do with this.

And I promise I'll make sure everybody else knows that too.

But the only way this really ends is if we get to Leo.

You just have to trust--

Is the asset's cell still live?

- Yes. - Then we assume he's fine.

And as far as Copeland goes, we're always thorough.

It was the first thing we did. There was nothing there.

We're still monitoring his communications.

Fine. But with all due respect,

you didn't know he has links to all four suspects, did you?

All right. Let's stay in touch.

Hey.

Come here.

What is this?

Get in. Yeah?

- Come here. - Seriously, Sundance?

After everything we've been through together?

Sit in the front.

Keep an eye on him.

Hey.

Hey.

What's this?

It's not…

- I got it at the airport, just in case. - In case of what?

I don't know.

In case I found myself running around a foreign city

with four strangers accused of a federal crime.

- Why the bullet phone? - The what phone?

Minimal metal components so they don't set off alarms,

and small enough to be packed you-know-where.

Hey, look at me.

All I know is it was the cheapest.

Excuse me. You need a permit to park here.

Sure. Sorry. Okay.

Get in the car.

We need to hold our nerve and not panic.

And in London? Any word from your guy?

They're still focused on the British suspects.

I stressed the importance of finding Eric Cresswell.

Good. Well, if they or my guys get to Cresswell and sit on him long enough,

hopefully this conversation becomes hypothetical.

But as worst-case scenarios are our business

and the clock is ticking,

Kate asked me to look into prime-time interviewers

so that she can answer questions direct.

It's the last thing I'd advise,

but just for the record, they're all interested.

Okay. Good.

So we're in the driver's seat.

Neil DiMarco is particularly keen.

I bet he is. Have you seen his latest ratings?

What about Nancy Harper?

That is not a good idea, Kate.

That pit bull would maul her own mother.

We get caught out going with someone friendly on this,

and it could backfire.

Excuse me, folks. Sorry to interrupt.

- What is it? - Oh, it's nothing to worry about.

But I do need to talk to you for a few minutes.

You've worked with Mr. Copeland for a long time?

What is this?

Any particular disagreements in the past year or so?

We've been through all this.

Several, on most days.

That's why we're still working together.

Martin's the only person I can trust to be honest with me.

Will you get to the point, please?

So you do? Trust him?

Still not the point.

Leo doesn't have time for this, Mr. Neilssen.

Right.

We've received some information

that Mr. Copeland may have had dealings with some, if not all, of the UK suspects.

What kind of dealings? Personal or professional?

We're looking into that.

- You don't know anything about it? - No, I don't.

- Okay. - Where does this information come from?

Well, we're getting fresh leads all the time, Ms. Newman.

You have to let us do our work before we can brief you. You understand.

- You think it's reliable? - No reason to doubt.

You were preparing to step away from the business,

taking on the ambassador's role.

Leo was officially charged with running the foundation.

How involved is Mr. Copeland in the company's future planning?

Martin is involved in everything.