FBI

Look at the skyline, Tarek.

A city's beautiful illusion.

But reality is what's down on the street.

It is time for your medication, sir.

Another illusion, Tarek, that this will keep me alive.

Soon they won't.

That is the private line.

This is Tarek.

I see.

Yes, yes. Of course.

We must get to New York.

The subject of our security briefing is this guy,

Ahmed El-Masri.

He's, uh, Egyptian senior leadership,

and he's staying in Toronto

while he awaits a heart transplant.

You know this guy?

I know he runs the secret police.

Today is his lucky day.

We just found out he's coming here for a new heart,

and State has tasked us with protecting El-Masri.

He may need it. Certain people want to see him dead.

Payback for his, shall we say,

uneven track record on human rights.

Regardless, guarding him is our top priority,

and our protectee is already in the air.

So we have exactly zero prep time.

The transplant center is Lutheran Hospital,

and job one is to protect it

and to safeguard the transfer of the donor heart.

But there are plenty of assignments to go around.

No shortage of work here, people.

Thank you. What do we got?

A cordial invitation to check into the background

of 200 hospital workers.

A through C. Same, but D through F.

I get the feeling it's going to be a long day.

Yeah.

Oh, wait. I got something else for you, actually.

You want me on El-Masri's security detail?

Yeah, who better?

You have SWAT training, you speak Arabic.

Is there a problem?

No. I'm all in.

Agent Hopper,

tell me who would move on El-Masri.

Two assassination attempts in Egypt

were tied to the Muslim Brotherhood.

Then last month in Toronto, a more sophisticated effort.

A car bomb. They blew up his bodyguard instead of him.

It's not clear who was behind that one,

but half a dozen groups would love to see this guy dead.

We're putting together a list of potential suspects.

We'll get it to you soon.

Have you been in touch with NSA?

Have they picked up any chatter?

No, but they just sent this over.

Maggie, it may be nothing, but NSA intercepted a video

of El-Masri leaving his hotel.

It was sent to a cell phone here in town.

Belonging to who? Well, that's the question.

The phone that received the video was sold two weeks ago

at a local shop.

I need you to go there and find out who bought it.

Okay. Take Agent Perkins with you.

Okay.

Uh, Agent Bell, this foreign dignitary thing.

How often does somebody come after the protectee?

I mean, we always prepare for it,

but I haven't seen any real trouble.

Okay. Good to know.

You sound disappointed, Agent Perkins.

Would you prefer that he was killed on our watch?

No, no. Of course not.

It's just that I have an accounting degree,

so they stuck me in White Collar.

Yeah, I'm just giving you a hard time.

Nobody joins the FBI to ride the desk.

I didn't.

Mr. El-Masri, I'm Special Agent--

General El-Masri.

Special Agent Zidan.

I'll be escorting you to Lutheran Hospital.

I understand you're Egyptian. I'm American, sir.

So am I in danger? Given who are you are,

I'm assuming you're always in danger.

At the present time, however,

there are no specific or credible threats.

Sorry, I can't help you.

Sir, we know that you sold a cell phone

with the same serial number two weeks ago.

I don't remember to who.

And even if I did, a person has a right to buy a cell phone

without the Deep State getting involved.

I want the video from that camera.

Give me a warrant.

Listen, this is a national security matter.

Whoa, whoa. Did you see that rat?

What? Where? Agent Perkins,

did you see it? Uh, yeah. Yeah.

Rattus Norvegicus. Thing was the size of a badger.

What the hell? I don't have rats.

I mean, that's for the Health Department to determine.

Or you could volunteer the footage.

All right, so these people,

they're all New York residents or visitors.

They're the prime candidates to take action against El-Masri.

I need you to figure out where they are

so I can send field agents to interview them.

Get it done. Thanks.

Wait, wait.

Okay.

That's the same model phone.

You know that model was recalled last year

for bursting into flames.

I remember things.

Okay.

Oh, serial numbers match. This is our guy.

The guy who bought it. Could we see his face?

Okay, this is the best look we get.

Now let me run it,

see if he matches anyone in our suspect list.

Got him. Karim Mohammed.

Hey, Jubal. Yeah.

We have something. Karim Mohammed is our target.

Not only is he on our watch list,

but he's the recipient of that video

of El-Masri's motorcade.

This is not a drill, folks. Too many red flags here.

So let's dig deep, figure out who we're dealing with.

Paint me a picture of Karim Mohammed.

Come on, people. Dazzle me.

He's an Egyptian national, 25 years old.

Military training? 12 months in the

Egyptian army, then he got kicked out.

Looks like he's here on a student visa.

Where is here? Where does he live?

Red Hook. Our agents stopped by his place.

He wasn't there. Does he have a job?

At a coffee shop. His boss says

he called in sick today. I also found a cell phone

in his name, but it went dark yesterday.

More signs he's trying to drop off the radar.

Those his credit card statements?

Yup. Wanna know what's inside a man's head,

you look in his wallet. Words to live by.

What's his last transaction? 7:00 p.m. last night.

He made a cash withdrawal at an ATM inside of a lobby

at a White Plains motel.

He rented room 28. Paid cash.

Seemed like a nice enough guy. Now I'm thinking, not so much.

What was he driving? Silver Honda.

Or a Toyota, maybe.

I don't see it. Is he still here?

He may have parked around back.

Housekeeping!

Please swipe the card and step back, sir.

Clear!

Damn. He's gone.

All right, let's just look and see if he left anything behind.

Karim got sent that video. He was laying low here.

What do you think it means?

Hard to say. Maybe nothing.

The only way to know for sure is to find him.

Hey, look at this.

He wrote something down.

"B-C-S-J-3-3-8-Q-7-4."

What is the significance of this?

Is it an account number? An encrypted message?

Karim wrote it down and we need to understand why.

OA.

Is everything all right?

We're en route to Lutheran Hospital.

We just hit major traffic. Stand by.

Miles from Manhattan, and already behind schedule.

Can't you use the siren?

Part of the goal is to not attract attention, sir.

Okay, I see the issue.

Looks like there's a stalled car about 100 yards up.

I cannot be late to the hospital.

I'll check it out.

Sir. Yeah.

I've been checking our databases.

Those last seven characters-- J338Q74.

It's a plate number from the FBI motor pool.

Of course. And B-C-S is Black Chevy Suburban.

Get back in the car!

He knows El-Masri's in the SUV.

Get back in the car!

Come on! Come on!

Drive! Drive! Go!

Ah--

Are you okay? Are you hit?

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Anybody else? Anybody else hit?

OA, give me a sit-rep.

We took fire by trees at mile marker 109.

We got the hell out of there

but Agent Holt was shot in the leg.

How bad?