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Lee: The director tells us

you're running an elite team.

They're tested.

By me.

I want you all to meet the newest member of your team,

Special Agent Mike McQuigg.

You're like a bad country song.

No such thing.

Ryan: You remember a few weeks ago

when Alex was in the hospital?

Don't ever do that again.

These kinds of things have a way of infecting a unit.

Shelby: It's always the one closest to you holding the knife.

Just say it.

I kissed her.

Gomez: Have you ever heard the name "Elizabeth Nutting"?

Good morning to you, too, Carmella.

She's a professor of nuclear physics at Hudson University.

At 11:00 last night,

she walked into the nuclear reactor on campus

and stole 10 pounds of uranium 235.

Wow. Any history of...

No. She's uncontroversial, apolitical, no priors.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Who else knows about this?

This is Code Word clearance only.

Her co-workers don't even know.

The NRC supervisor

discovered the uranium missing this morning.

Checked surveillance, which showed her putting

the lead box into a suitcase

and wheeling it right out the door.

And how do we talk about it with her colleagues?

You don't. It's Saturday.

The facility is closed.

If anyone asks, you work

for the Nuclear Regulatory Commission.

And, Owen, the Kashmir Summit between India and Pakistan

is in town this weekend at the Fairmark Hotel.

News media would be all over us if they heard about this.

This is what your black ops team is for.

Find Elizabeth Nutting, find the uranium.

And I need an update from you every two hours.

Understood.

Alex: All right, so, what do we think happened?

University salary, husband's out of work,

kid's in private school.

Money is what happened.

She has a PhD in nuclear physics from Stanford.

Yeah, smart don't mean clean.

I agree. Ted Kaczynski has a PhD in math.

H.H. Holmes was a doctor.

Ted Bundy went to law school.

Okay, but we have no evidence that she's a psychopath.

"Saturday." That's today.

Deep, call the loft.

See if Nick made it to the doctor.

On it.

Okay, something doesn't feel right.

No, it doesn't.

Why do I get a feeling

we're not talking about this case anymore?

Ryan told me what happened at the hospital.

You kissed my husband?

He kissed me.

And it was not returned.

You two have a complicated history.

And that's exactly what it is, Shelby.

History.

Three plates. They were all here.

They watched Prokofiev's "Romeo and Juliet"

for three hours last night.

Doesn't sound like someone planning a uranium heist,

does it? No.

Well, they're definitely made for each other.

What makes you say that?

Both professors,

both into books and art and Prokofiev.

You know, you and Shelby have that.

I told her.

How'd that go?

Hm.

The kid's insulin kit.

They just left this behind?

They must have been in a hurry.

Celine, go ahead.

Celine: The kid didn't show up to the doctor's.

Her son is severely diabetic.

He's never missed an appointment before.

Celine, she talk to anybody on the phone last night?

There's nothing on her phone records or her husband's.

She's looking up at the cameras.

She's scared.

Well...

she must have known that the FBI would see this at some point.

She's looking at them.

Oh, who's them?

Good question.

She's doing this under duress.

What? Doorbell camera.

[ Computer beeping, keyboard clacks ]

What am I looking for?

Behavior.

Anything out of the ordinary.

What is she doing?

Well, she's looking through a stack of files.

Well, she's not looking at the camera.

She's hiding something.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

That -- That green folder wasn't there before.

She left that there on purpose.

All right.

Green folder. Got it.

What is it?

Owen, it's -- it's a midterm exam,

and the student's name is...Adnan Hamaja.

A-D-N-A-N H-A-M-A-J-A.

...A-J-A. Got it.

Celine: I've located the doorbell camera.

Tapping into the neighbor's Wi-Fi system.

Adnan Hamaja -- He's a sophomore at Hudson University.

A Pakistani national, here on an F-1 Visa.

I'm in.

The cameras usually store about 24 hours' worth of footage.

Oh, my God.

You guys. What?

Freeze!

Rewind it.

Right there.

Tighter.

We enhanced the image from the door camera.

The van is a rental.

Rented by another Pakistani national

by the name of Fahad Harith.

Any known affiliations with terrorist groups?

Damn it.

We don't know if it's official Pakistani government or...

The president said no. He said no?

Did you tell him that an unprecedented attack

on the Kashmir Summit is highly probably?

The summit is important to the White House.

They don't want it derailed.

Has anyone explained to him

what a nuclear weapon is capable of?

Careful, Owen. Carmella, what's the plan?

You are the plan.

You will find this Adnan Hamaja,

you will find Dr. Nutting and her family,

and you will return the uranium safely.

Understood?

Understood.

All right.

The summit's going ahead as planned.

Let me guess -- Gomez wants us to move on the apartment.

You didn't tell Gomez that a GPS chip in the rental van

led straight to Adnan Hamaja's place?

Why the hell not?

Because she'd order an immediate raid on the apartment.

We can't do that until we know who's running this thing.

Because a sophomore in college definitely is not.

So Alex, McQuigg, and Deep have eyes on the apartment.

Celine: You guys, we got a hit.

Elizabeth's son's insulin prescription

was filled at a Bronx pharmacy.

Bronx? Fine. We'll head out there.

Uh, nope. Shelby, Ryan, and Jocelyn will go.

Ryan can go with you. We'll take Harry.

Why?

No reason.

Whatever's going on with you two, home stays home.

Shelby, Ryan, and Jocelyn -- the pharmacy.

Harry, Celine -- with me.

McQuigg: What's taking him so long?

Alex: Just give him a minute.

How are we doing, Deep?

Deep: We?

Well, I am covered in bugs and cold mud

while you guys sit in a nice, warm van.

But it's worth it to take down the Pakistanis.

Hey, don't make this personal, okay?

Well, the Pakistanis killed two of my uncles.

But you're right --

It's not personal at all.

You wouldn't understand, Alex.

It's a blood feud. You're from Oakland.

Yeah, well, Oakland has its own share of blood feuds.

All right, I'm in. Do you have a picture?

Uh, twist it to the left.

Stop, stop. You got it.

I see Adnan, the professor,

and a couple dudes with big guns.

Where's the husband and son?

Doesn't look like they're in there.

What's he saying?

He's ordering food for delivery.

Chicken tikka masala and garlic naan.

Indian food.

Guess they don't hate everything about you guys.

Okay, we got to figure out if the uranium is in there.