Hostages

Previously on Hostages...

The Secret Service thinks it's my responsibility.

That all this is my fault.

Angela needs to confess.

- Admit you made a mistake. - But I didn't.

You killed her!

No. Angela's death is on you.

Did you find out who he is?

His name is Carlisle. He's an FBI Agent.

Sometimes you have to do a bad thing for a good reason.

- How's she doing today? - The chemo's hard on your wife.

But she always looks a little more peaceful to me after your visits.

Everything's gonna go back just the way it was.

You're gonna implant a GPS chip into everyone.

Think of it as an invisible leash.

You do everything he wants, he's still going to kill us.

How'd you get out of the hospital? Aren't they watching you?

I slipped away. Made them think I was in surgery.

Can you do it again?

I think so. Why?

- We're going to escape. - It's not that simple to just run away.

- I'll act as a decoy. - No. I'm not leaving you here.

It's dangerous, forget it. I won't do it.

You know I love you, right?

Of course.

- I'm having an affair. - What?

So, you're ready to do this?

I need more time to think.

- We don't have time. - What if the plan doesn't work?

What's the alternative?

Think about it. They didn't expect this to happen.

There're four of them in the house.

They can't watch all of us for two weeks.

They're improvising.

The longer we wait, the harder it will get.

We have to go now. We have to escape.

- Don't let him break your spirit. - I'm not broken.

I'm just calculating risk.

Well, calculate the risk of not doing anything.

For this plan to work, all you have to do

is get out of the hospital like you did yesterday.

- What about you? - I'll keep up like everything's normal.

Draw their attention while you escape.

And then I'll get away, when you're clear.

How? How will you get away?

Look, don't worry about me, all right? I'll catch up to you.

But for this to work, somebody has to distract them.

- I'm the one they want, I should... - No. This is on me.

I know why you're doing this.

I'm not doing it because of the affair. It was meaningless.

I don't want to talk about that now.

I'm doing this because I love my family.

Because I love you.

Well, you couldn't ask for a better home.

Five bedroom. Four bath. Open floor plan. Updates throughout.

Brand new kitchen.

And this is in the highly coveted Yorktown school district.

I love all the trees out back.

It's a bit pricey, especially in this market.

Well, that backyard alone is over an acre.

Totally private. Very safe neighborhood.

Why don't I give you a minute?

This is the house we dreamed about

when we lived in that tiny studio in med school.

I miss the view of the giant green dumpster.

It's perfect.

Can't you just see you and Jake throwing the football around?

Lacrosse, okay? He's gonna play lacrosse.

Let's make a bid.

All right, but you have to stop smiling.

Why?

Because it makes it impossible to negotiate.

Okay, but I do not want to lose this place.

I won't. I promise.

What are you doing?

Baking muffins.

I'm just following your rules, pretending like everything's normal.

You all right?

I need my med kit.

I know you guys took it away, but...

- How bad is it? Let me see. - No, it's just a little burn.

Get it.

Here, let me do that.

Thank you.

Jake! Morgan! We're leaving in five.

Ellen?

You okay?

- Bye. - Hey, hey! Hold up a sec.

Come here.

How you feeling?

Awesome.

I'm sorry about yesterday.

I should have listened to what you were trying to tell me.

- How's your bruise? - I'm fine. So...

Look. It's my job to protect you.

I should've done that. That's what fathers do.

Can I go now?

- Where's your sister? - She's already in the car.

Well...

Tell her I love her.

We're leaving.

Escaping. Today.

Don't look.

- Where are we gonna go? - Canada.

We need to get far away. Their people are everywhere.

The FBI. The Secret Service. We can't trust anyone.

Only each other.

Now go to your class. Don't let them know anything's wrong.

And then, after lunch, you slip away.

Wait, it's not that easy.

You are resourceful and smart, and I know you can do this.

You have to.

I'll meet you at the bus station on Glebe at 2:00 p.m.

We're taking the 2:45 bus to Montreal.

Mom, they're gonna find us!

We have GPS chips in our backs, remember?

Cut them out.

Angela?

- I know what's going on. - Know what?

I mean, I'm not supposed to say anything,

but, they talked to me about you.

The Secret Service! You're operating on the President?

I know! It's unbelievable, right?

I mean, just don't forget about us, the little people,

when they make you Surgeon General.

I hope they didn't grill you too much.

I didn't realize this whole process was gonna be so intense.

Please. It is a pleasure telling them how amazing you are.

- Even if every word's a lie. - (LAUGHING)

Well, look, uh, there's another reason they talked to you.

I told them I want you to be a part of my surgical team.

- Shut up. - Mmm-hmm.

Thank you so much!

Okay, we have less than six hours to get out of here and meet Mom.

The sooner we cut out the GPS chips, the better.

- Oh, God, I'm gonna puke. - Just, calm down. Just...

go to your class, take your Bio test, and try to act normal.

- Mom said we need the iodine bandages. - I'll take care of it.

- And how are we gonna get off campus? - I'll figure it out.

Meet me at 10:30, third period, at the supply shed.

- Why all the way over there? - Because it's empty and private.

And no one will hear you in case you scream.

Hurt yourself?

It's nothing. I scraped it getting some gear out of the van.

Okay. If that's the way you want to play it.

- Play what? - I think he likes me.

You're on Brian. I have to go to see Nina at the hospital.

- How's she doing? - We spoke last night.

She said if I didn't come see her today,

she was going to have sex with her oncologist.

That sounds more like her. She must be feeling better.

Tell her I love her.

I will.

Here are copies of the loan docs

and your safety deposit box, Mr. Sanders.

I can't believe I lost my key.

Too many plates spinning.

Also, I'd like to withdraw $9,000 from my checking.

I can take care of that.

There's a hold on your account. It must be some mistake, let me check.

It's all right, just withdraw it from the savings.

No, there's a hold on that, too. All of your accounts are frozen.

- Are you sure? Can you tell me why? - No, I'll call my supervisor.

That's okay. That's okay, I'll, um, I'll sort it out later.

Can I have an envelope?

You were in there an awful long time.

- What's in your jacket? - Nothing.

Loan documents.

It's gonna be a long, boring day. Meetings. Lacrosse practice.

Hey. Uh, they need you in the gym.

Somebody twisted their ankle. They want you to take a look.

Okay. Thanks, Morgan.

What are you doing?

I... just needed something for my stomach.

Why didn't you ask me?

I forgot... I just... thought I'd get it myself.

You know, you came in here last week complaining of nausea, Morgan.

Probably just a stomach virus.

You sure there's nothing else going on with you?

You're not pregnant, are you?

No!

- You can tell me the truth. - I'm fine. There's nothing to tell.

Okay, let me get you something for your nausea.

You know, if you were pregnant, you'd need to take care of yourself.

Obviously, no alcohol. Prenatal vitamins. Folic acid.

- And no stress. - Thanks, but it's just the flu.

Hey, stranger.

Nina.

Uh, delivery from Washington General Savings Bank?

It's your wife... again.

I'm getting a new phone tomorrow. I promise.

I'll bring this back to you when I'm done, okay?

- Maybe she can call the office line. - Yeah, all right. Thank you.

- Hey. - Did you get the passports?

Yeah, but I couldn't get the cash, they froze our bank accounts.

- What? How? - He's FBI, Ellen.

It doesn't take much these days.

We need cash for tickets, hotels, food.

I'll figure something out. Now, listen,

I'm going to leave everything for you in my desk at the Hellman building.