Mom, Dad, there are strange men at the house.
Don't go after the girl.
-Promise me. -I promise.
Sophie knows what to do.
She'll keep her safe.
(grunting) Ah!
The hospital Reigning Fire, Lazar, it all connects back to Aaron Graves. So why would Jonah Markham want to take down one of the most dangerous men in the world?
Seems like our next step is to find out.
♪ ♪
So you grab the meat of the hand.
Now step through, twist-- (groans) Apply a little pressure. There you go.
Okay, that's good.
That's good! (laughs)
TONY: Breakfast is served.
For my hungry lady.
I give to you the DiNozzo scramble.
Eggs so perfect, it's like... they're magic.
What's my secret, you may wonder.
Well what you do is you save a splash of beaten egg yolk and at the very last moment, you add it, a flourish of fluffness.
Didn't I show you that on TikTok? Or did I show it to TikTok?
(chuckles softly) You're such a boomer.
Hey.
Gen X. The forgotten generation.
What's Gen X?
(laughing) And the joke writes itself.
Are you two getting back together?
BOTH: No.
Good.
Pass me the bacon.
(phone alarm beeping)
(sighs)
LAZAR: This is your fight, not mine.
JONAH: Graves deceived you.
He used your tech to raze a refugee camp and made you take the fall.
Your son doesn't talk to you because Graves lied.
You lied to me.
From the moment you approached me.
-I freed you.
-Oh, yes, and now I stand in your apartment, a convicted escapee.
Different prison, different bars. Thank you.
We can clear that conviction.
And reconnect you with your son.
After the trial, my son made it clear he has no room in his life for me.
I'm not so sure about that.
LAZAR: What is this?
Six months' worth of chat logs.
Between "you" and your son.
You impersonated me.
-He misses you. -(scoffs)
Sounds like you were a good father.
Hey.
We're not just taking out Aaron Graves.
We do that, someone else takes his place.
We are taking down Reigning Fire.
You're right, it's not your fight.
It's your opportunity.
We have malware dormant in their system. But we have to get through the firewalls you designed to activate it.
-(inhales shakily) -Help us, and we'll expunge your records.
Then you can reunite with your son.
Fine.
I'll do it.
This time, we'll get Aaron Graves.
ANNOUNCER: Please welcome to Secure Con the CEO of Reigning Fire Peacekeeping Solutions Aaron Graves.
GRAVES: Two types of weapons: there's big and small.
There's the catapult or the dagger.
The warship or the sniper. Destruction or stealth.
Now, the quest is to combine these two into the smallest package to create maximum devastation.
Small drones that can take out power, water...
You are both big and small.
You are the fucking gunpowder. And that is exactly how we see you at Reigning Fire Peacekeeping Solutions. And another thing, we pay a damn sight more than the Navy, so wa-hoo!
-(cheering) -(applause)
♪ ♪
(indistinct chatter) ("Maleza" by Carla Morrison playing)
Uh, Jonah Markham.
Mind if I, uh...
I can't seem to get any of them to talk to me, either.
-(chuckles) -Mm.
Government contracts can't match private company pay.
Oh, no, actually, I work for a private-- You're NSA.
Your jacket.
It's, uh... how do you Americans say?
"Off-the-rack?" Not expensive enough for the private sector?
Oh, tailors aren't expensive. And they make a difference.
Well, then, uh...
Martine, what tips would you give to me for approaching Lorenzo Soccoro Tiera over there?
-Lorenzo Soccoro Tiera? -Mm-hmm.
-Don't. -Really?
He's supposed to be the third most talented hacker here.
Did you know he's 16?
That's young.
His father died when he was six, and his mother left when he was nine.
He hacks to support himself and his two younger brothers.
You are very aware for someone in comms.
Maybe.
If I hadn't made it all up.
What does his past matter?
He's a child.
Give them a keyboard or a gun, if they use it to kill, they're child soldiers.
Would you like another?
♪ ♪
Up, you're up.
(both laughing)
JONAH: Would you be here next year?
MARTINE: If you have another cognac with me.
It was French...
MARTINE: New glasses?
-(chuckles) -You don't like them?
They hide your eyes.
♪ ♪
(laughs)
♪ ♪
Mmm.
(both laugh)
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Would you excuse me?
Of course.
(phone chimes)
(exhales) Okay.
(woman grunts) (glass shatters, object thuds) (woman groans)
(grunting)
Martine...
He's been following me since yesterday and-- Well if you don't wrap him up, he'll leak fluids all over the carpet.
Take these.
Is your car out front or out back?
Back.
Good.
Tomorrow's rain should cover our tracks.
♪ ♪
You never should have come to my room.
♪ ♪
How did you know?
What? That you're not just a bureaucrat, or...
(speaks French)
(laughs)
(sighs) Lorenzo Soccoro Tiera.
You said you made up his past, but you didn't.
You spies.
You really rely on no one ever calling your bluffs.
(both laugh) You're right.
I probably should have killed you.
Yeah, you should.
Was he, um... an assignment?
No.
A risk.
Knew him from Gabon.
He was part of a Reigning Fire unit escorting a French ambassador.
I was the attaché.
One day, the ambassador wanted to go to the beach.
We went in an armed convoy.
A small boy ran out into the street and fell. So we stopped.
It was an ambush.
The oldest couldn't have been older than 14.
Children.
We had cover, so I yelled to drive around, but Graves and his men opened fire on all of them.
Grown men killing children with no remorse.
Laughing.
And when it was over, Graves yelled...
Wa-hoo!
Wa-hoo.
Why did you help me?
Graves killed my family.
♪ ♪
CLAUDETTE: Jonah was easy to find.
Interpol put out a press release about his "heroic" return.
The prick went back to Paris? And he's taking care of a fancy new houseguest.
Even pixelated, he's legendary.
Why would Jonah go back? It doesn't make any sense.
He stole a hundred million from Interpol he faked his own disappearance, he got Lazar out of prison, all to go back to Interpol?
We're missing something.
How does this all connect to Graves?
You don't think they're going to the Reigning Fire gun show, do you?
The what?
Reigning Fire has an annual weapons expo.
Like a trade show for expensive new ways to kill people.
This year, it's in Paris.
In four days.
Mm, so he's back for revenge.
A dish best served Parisian.
Do you think we can hack his TV again?
Sadly, no.
We got in last time because he wanted us to, but now everything is air-gapped.
His TV, appliances, computers, even his refrigerator is not online.
Okay. So we listen in the old-fashioned way.
We bug him.
A bullet bug would be perfect.
An old CIA specialty. I have a guy. So do I. Mine's better.
SOPHIE: (scoffs) No. Mine's the best.
He talks a lot, though. Surprising, for a spy.
Wait.
Mine talks a lot.
Muscles. Never wears sleeves.
Jeff?
Yes, Jeff.
-What? Do we have the same bug guy?
-Jeff is the best! -The best.
Ooh, good grip.
Uh, what's happening right now?
I think I like your girlfriend.
Though not like that.
I'm very happy with my songbird.
Oh, yeah. Where is Fruzsi? I never got to meet her.
Preparing our honeymoon.
She flew ahead to ready the love nest.
Aw.
Ew...
This reads like an airport novel, not an official statement.
I wish it were fiction.
I wouldn't believe it, either, but it's true.
I witnessed it.
Why would DiNozzo and David go to such great lengths to imprison you... and then blow up the prison with a stolen drone?
They were covering their tracks.
As I said in my statement I think Tony knew I was starting to suspect that he-- He'd stolen the 120 million.
Henry suspected the same. So why was Henry not imprisoned?
We don't know.
What I do know is he didn't have enough resources for his investigation, and it cost him his life.
To get ahead of DiNozzo and David, we need your help.
We have a list of warrants we'd like signed.
No stone unturned.
To stop them, we have to do this the right way.
("The Metro" by Berlin playing)
♪ I'm alone ♪
♪ Sitting in my empty glass... ♪
Gabon?
It's the original hard copy of the report I submitted.
Look at the incident date.
July 16. Same as what was filed.
Look closer.
-Graves changed it. -JONAH: It's whited out.
The ambassador's envoy was ambushed on July 14.
Bastille Day.
If anyone investigated...
They'd find no records of deaths with the local police.
Especially no unarmed child.
This is good. Really good.
Tell me this is enough to take to the directors.
Not yet. But we have Aaron Graves on illegally altering government documents to hide killing children.
It's not enough. We have one shot to take him down.
Look, the man sells weapons to presidents.
They'll protect him because he wins them wars.
Maximum devastation, destruction.
It has to be enough that they're afraid of being buried with him.
Okay, so we'll find more.
We'll dig and dig until Interpol can't ignore all the children he slaughtered.
Including your brother.
We've decided you should stay here, in Milan.
-Really? -Yes.
-Thank you. -But...
But...
...your father and I are...
-We're leaving again. -Where are you going?
-Paris. -You're going back home?
Well, no, 'cause we can't go to our apartment, or your mom's apartment.
Can't even go to our neighborhood in case someone recognizes us. But the people who are framing us are there, and we need to find out what they're doing. And get proof that you're innocent.
Right, because until our names are cleared, we have to keep hiding.
ZIVA: So, like you said, we need proof, but to do that, we need to find out what their plan is.
TALI: Wait.
Where are you guys going to stay if you can't go back to your apartments?
Hello?
Uh, we're looking for Dr. Lang.
You've come to the right place, but, uh, wrong moment, I'm afraid. He's just popped out.
Uh, you must be Archie, his boyfriend?
-ARCHIE: No, but they're here right now.
They're sitting in our living room.
-(Tony and Ziva whispering) -ARCHIE: Mm-hmm.
Well, I'll be sure to tell them that part.
Yeah. Mm-hmm.
Okay, bye-bye.
Al wants me to make sure that you are aware of how many lines this crosses?
Professionally, ethically, legally.
We're sorry to put you in this position, but, uh, we had no choice.
Ooh. You know that that is a blaring klaxon of a phrase for any therapist, right?
To be fair, we didn't mean to inconvenience you, just Dr. Lang.
(laughs) Class clown.
Well, more of a court jester, but... thank you.
-Very perceptive. -I am a therapist.
Child psychologist.
Hmm. What else did Dr. Lang say?
Well he said that your situation must be severe for you to ask for his help. But as his flatmate, he's leaving it for me to decide.
Well, that's very kind.
We had no other option. And you'll be leaving as soon as possible?
Of course.
You and Lang might want to get out of town just in case.
Well, there's nothing ominous about that.
Anything else I should know?
Thank you?
I'll make up the guest room.
ZIVA: Mm.
♪ ♪
(munching loudly)
Hey, where's Doctor, uh... Al?
Aloysius is already at the country house.
I'm taking the afternoon train.
Aloysius.
I love it. It's classic. Great name.
Well, don't say that to him. He hates it.
Ah.
(sniffing) Do you need something?
Hmm? No.
Hmm.
Hmm?
Are you evaluating me?
Are you paying me?
(exhales) God, no.
There's your answer.
Uh-huh.
(grunts softly)
SOPHIE: So you just left him at Lang's?
Where else would I leave him?
Is there anything special I should know about this bullet bug?
Uh, no. You just load it and aim it at something tucked away.
Bookshelves are good.
How miserable is Tony right now?
Tony's fine. He's got a captive audience.
I'm more worried for his audience.
Cromwell. Oliver Cromwell.
I was looking at that book earlier.
Interesting guy. Is it a good book?
Are you aware of the phrase, um, "attention-seeking behavior"?
Vaguely. I mean, I've heard it once or twice.
I see it often in my patients.
When they... you know, they have that...
They have something that they want to say, but they have a hard time expressing it.
Didn't you say your patients were children?
Yeah.
Big feelings, little bodies.
Well, I'm more of a big body, little feelings type.
(chuckles) Okay.
How about a game?
SOPHIE: How's Lazar?
Like he's missing the building's AC that Claudette cut off.
Psst.
(whispering): Ask about Tony.
(scoffs) That's none of your business.
(whispering): Since he's part of the team.
You know, you never updated me on how things are with you and Tony.
We talked.
A little. Not really.
Not really?
Tony and I have always lived in what's not said, you know, very comfortably.
Ziva, can I be honest?
You sound like a teenager.
Ugh.
You're on the run with the father of your child.
What's the worst that could happen?
You're still on the run with him?
(mouths) That's what I said.
Well, it's complicated.
Tali said she doesn't want us getting back together again.
Oh.
Precisely. So we're not doing that to her again.
Plus, didn't work then.
Why would it work now, you know? Because that was five years ago.
You and Tony are not the same people now.
Okay. Lazar's at the window.
Copy that.
You're back on speaker.
All right, I've got the shot, but he's trying to open the window, and it's... it's stuck.
What? What's he doing?
(sighs) Screwing up our plans.
Do you have eyes on him?
I think he's approaching the French doors.
Z, you'll never get a clear shot from where you are.
Can you go down to the balcony?
ZIVA: Too many people.
Aw, guys, Martine is on the way back.
What? How long?
Uh, two minutes.
I need more time.
How about we hack the stoplights?
SOPHIE: That'll take too long.
Trigger the fire alarm to clear the balcony.
(alarm ringing)
ZIVA: It's working.
CLAUDETTE: Heads up, Martine
ZIVA: How long do I have?
CLAUDETTE: 45 seconds until
(grunts)
All right, I have my shot.
Claudette, count me down to the second Martine walks in through the door.
Three, two, one, shoot.
Brought you lunch.
(exhales)
(activates speaker)
LAZAR: Like they did in prison.
How wonderful.
Japrak?
You found Bosnian comfort food in Paris?
In the chats, your son said it was your favorite.
And pomegranates.
LAZAR: Are you trying to lessen the guilt of what you've done to me?
Or is this some kind of DGSE tactic?
You hacked my records.
-I was curious. -Mm.
16 is quite young to be pulled into spycraft.
No one suspects a 16-year-old.
Is this why you care so much about protecting children?
Hmm?
Because your father recruited you into a life of constant fear?
If you know who my father is, then you know how dangerous it is to admit that.
I'm more scared of your partner.
-(exhales) -I imagine you feel a kinship with him because of what he endured. But he's no different from the man you want to kill.
MARTINE: What do you know about Jonah?
LAZAR: American, raised in Serbia by diplomats who died when the war found them.
MARTINE: He also had a brother.
He's why Jonah learned to code.
When his family couldn't get out of the Balkans his brother hacked a charter plane manifest to get them on the plane.
But half a kilometer away from the tarmac, their car was stopped by mercenaries.
Reigning Fire.
Aaron Graves.
(sighs)
If you think doing this will help save Jonah, you are mistaken.
Do not imprint whatever regrets you have about your life and your son on me.
I've known men like this.
He'll tell you what you want to hear, but do what he wants to do.
I am not you. And if you help us kill Aaron Graves, you'll see Jonah's nothing like him.
(exhales) I've seen some terrible things.
The worst... that people can do to each other, but, uh...
...seeing Henry go down like that was...
Yeah, it must've been difficult.
For both of you.
Ziva wanted to go back.
But I stopped her.
How did she feel about that?
Well, she knew it was the right choice, 'cause we had to, uh... we had to get to Tali.
Still, I imagine there are some complicated feelings there.
Complicated feelings are our gold standard.
Oh.
A horse.
Hmm.
I'm glad she was there, though.
It meant something.
How so?
Well when we ended things, romantically, I had a hole in my life, and so I just filled it with work and Tali, and I just wanted to make sure she had everything, make sure she was safe.
Ziva...
(laughs)
...is...
(clears throat) ...a great co-parent. And she's solid, but I think that what I did...
(sighs)
...is I focused on parenting so that I wouldn't have to think about what I needed or feel what I felt.
And, clearly...
...there are feelings, and I missed her.
I still miss her.
That's an insight.
How'd you do that?
Play therapy.
-(exhales) -It works wonders.
(laughs) (knocking on door) Hold on a moment.
(pounding on door)
(door opens) Hello?
Jonah Markham, Interpol.
Is Dr. Lang at home?
Not at the moment, no.
Ah. I apologize for the inconvenience...
I'm Archie.
Archie. But I'll need you to let me in.
♪ ♪
We'll need access to Dr. Lang's records.
A client named Ziva David, in particular.
I think most of his files are in Al's office.
JONAH: We have someone there, too.
ARCHIE: I've never seen a warrant that so disregards client confidentiality privileges as much as this.
Our suspects blew up a weapons factory in France.
Killed an Interpol agent in Austria.
Suspects?
Don't you mean "allegedly"?
They're terrorists, officially. And terrorists don't have privileges.
Well, I could show you into Al's home study, but I don't have his filing cabinet key.
My agents don't need one.
♪ ♪
Secretary General?
Well, it's, um, sounds important for Interpol to send you to hand-deliver a warrant.
The agent who was killed was my friend.
Oh, I am very sorry for your loss.
Thank you. He was a good man.
Huh! That explains it.
ARCHIE: Explains what?
Dr. Lang was military.
Rare to see a woman with a male therapist. But now I get it.
It makes total sense that Ziva would chose him to be her psychiatrist.
Most of his clients are military. Men and women.
JONAH: No one understands a soldier's trauma like another soldier.
Hmm.
Will that be all?
JONAH: Make sure we haven't
Just a little longer. But don't worry, we'll keep things tidy.
Lovely flat, by the way. Great use of texture.
ARCHIE: Thank you.
ARCHIE: Were you a soldier?
JONAH: Only from behind a desk.
NSA, not quite the same as combat.
ARCHIE: Hmm.
Indeed. Much quieter.
(chuckles) Well, still... can cause quite an impact.
(indistinct chatter)
Thank you for your time.
Oh, by the way, -who's winning?
-Sorry?
I assume you're the one about to take the queen, and they're the one with the potato chips.
Can I speak with them?
I don't recall seeing my name on your warrant.
It can be.
Right. Well...
(clears throat) He's left. My patient.
He's a child, he's not a terrorist.
You may have seen him on the stairwell.
Will that be all, Mr. Markham?
We have everything we need.
♪ ♪
(engine starts)
-(door closes) -ZIVA: And the question is, what was Jonah Markham doing here?
(quietly): Nice.
Well, he was using anti-terrorism laws to breach confidentiality and access your private files.
Very American of him.
Yeah, sounds like him.
Archie handled him perfectly. Well done.
How'd bullet bugging go?
Well, they're planning to kill Aaron Graves.
Oh, you should probably wait to discuss the, uh, murderous details till after I've left.
-Apologies. Just-- -Fair point.
Uh, but I do feel I should mention, I have my concerns about Agent Markham.
He ingratiated himself with me to get me to open up.
No offense, but that sounds a little bit like a therapy session.
Yeah, but he's not doing it to help.
It's a controlling mechanism.
What do you know about his past?
As a child, his entire family was killed in the Balkans.
And, uh, he was the only one that made it back to the U.S. alive.
Ah-ha. Well I hesitate to analyze anyone after a brief encounter, but extreme trauma during childhood can lead to antisocial personality disorders.
You may be dealing with a dark empath. That has a sort of Star Wars vibe to it.
They're extroverts with high levels of cognitive empathy and narcissistic tendencies.
You see similar traits with psychopaths, Machiavellians.
-Sounds charming. -ARCHIE: Yeah, literally.
He uh, endears himself with people to give them the impression that, uh, you know, he understands their perspective.
He's using Martine.
-Who? -His girlfriend.
He may feel that he's in love with her. But ultimately, it's a means of maintaining control.
Do you think she'd be aware of that?
It's unlikely.
Yeah. He's intelligent articulate and observant. And she may feel more understood by him than by anyone else.
Be careful.
Hmm.
JONAH: At Reigning Fire's expo you'll both be in the server room in this back area once everything starts. But if anything goes wrong, the only exit route I see is through this hallway.
If that happens, we'll need to isolate Graves from his guards. But ideally, he'll already be dead.
(exhales) I can't do this.
We're not asking you to pull the trigger.
What changes if you kill him, huh?
Like she said, Reigning Fire is a hydra.
Graves is one head.
It will continue without him.
Yes. Because of you.
Because you made their tech impenetrable.
Every country wants it so no one holds them accountable. But if we can prove Reigning Fire's security can be breached, the whole hydra dies. So killing Aaron Graves will save the world?
All any of us want here is a little bit of justice. And peace of mind.
Just help us break through your firewall. That's it.
We'll do the rest.
Is this what you really want?
Huh?
Make your choice.
(footsteps receding) (door opens)
(door closes)
Firewall this, airgap that, and we get through on an FM radio signal?
In three days they're planning on killing Graves at the Reigning Fire expo. Which would tank Reigning Fire's market shares.
I hate to say it, but... it's a solid stock market play.
JONAH: It's been a while since I've seen someone get to you like this.
(sighs)
He said you're like Graves.
Really? That you use people.
He's trying to turn me against you.
You have to remember, he's been through a lot.
-The man's scared. -Yeah, he should be mad.
After everything he's been through.
He'll get there.
We all do.
♪ ♪
Come to bed.
(shouts)
We gave them 14 cases rock-solid evidence of Reigning Fire killing innocent children, and they still buried it.
Interpol is just as corrupt as anywhere else.
We should've gone to the press.
The documents would be traced back to us.
Ten years for theft of government property.
30 on top of that because it's classified.
Per document.
Tomorrow, we talk next steps.
To do what?
We showed our hand and lost.
I failed my brother.
We have nothing.
You're right. We have nothing.
No burden of proof. No guardrails.
No half-assed jail sentence he could plead down to two years and probation.
GRAVES: You are both big and small.
You are the fucking gunpowder.
This isn't a setback.
It's an opportunity for real justice.
What?
Real justice is he's dead and my brother's alive.
He's dead, those kids in Gabon are alive. But we won't even get accountability.
The system won't allow it.
If the system will not work for us, then fuck the system.
You told me once that the power of coding is the freedom.
No bureaucracy, no hierarchy, just skill.
Your brother used it to get you to safety.
We can use it to destroy Reigning Fire destroy Graves. And get justice for your brother by any means necessary.
(speaking French)
(chuckling): Oh, my God, that's so sad.
I missed you hiding in the armoire?
It was classic. I found a perfect position.
No cramping. Want me to show you?
No. That's okay.
I did some thinking...
...and I had some help.
You mean, you had a conversation.
-Is that what that's called? Yes.
I just wanted to say...
...I appreciate you.
Well, I, too, had a conversation.
With Sophie.
What did you say?
I said that I didn't know if I was falling back into old habits, but...
I think there's something here.
Hmm.
Did you know-- and this may sound like I'm doing that thing that I do but I'm not, I promise-- that the first time...
(jazz playing on radio) ...I ever kissed a girl, I was listening to an old radio just like this one.
It wasn't old at the time. And it was Frankie Valli.
("Samba de Mon Coeur Qui Bat" by Coralie Clément playing) "Can't take my eyes off of you." (chuckles softly) I don't want to ignore the thing that's right in front of me.
Then don't.
(song playing in French)
♪ ♪
-(Tony grunts) -(Ziva chuckles)
(phone ringing)
-(kisses) -Hmm.
-Wait, where are you going? -I'm gonna get the phone.
(laughs) Oh, God, it's Tali.
(phone continues ringing) It's Tali.
Oh, no, no, no, she can't see us like this.
Obviously. You're taking it. But what am...?
Hey, hey, my girl, how are you?
TALI: Where's Mom?
Uh... how about a "good morning"?
"Love you, Dad"?
I really need her shakshouka recipe, the one with yogurt.
Could you get her?
Okay. The all-knowing mom knows this recipe.
What's it called again? "Sussudio"?
The Phil Collins song?
Remember? We talked about the '80s?
Genesis? Oh, look! Here comes Mom.
Uh, have fun.
Ziva!
Your daughter would like to talk to you.
Oh, hi!
Um, so, uh, it's a half a cup of yogurt and, uh, it has to be Greek, though, remember that.
How did you know I need the recipe?
Weren't you in another room?
Well, the walls here are really thin.
So, you and dad didn't sleep in the same room?
Yeah regarding that, um... the other day, you had a stronger reaction than I expected and-- Really? I don't know, it was weird seeing you like that.
I wasn't sure you two even liked each other that much.
What? (scoffs) You always call Dad a "child," Dad's scared to tell you things, you barely talk...
Honey, we almost got married. Because you felt like you had to, right? For me.
Don't worry, I like the way things are.
It was probably for the best.
SOPHIE: Tali, are we still
TALI: Yeah! Love you, Mom, got to go.
-Oh, I love you-- -(disconnect tone beeps)
-(radio static buzzes) -(door opens, closes) JONAH (over radio): Looks like you were up late.
-Did you finish? -(Lazar grunts)
LAZAR: I'm still resolving a bug.
-Where's Martine? -The office.
I hear you two talked about me.
Yeah. She told me about your brother.
What exactly did she say about him?
Genius hacker, died a hero.
He's why you code.
Hmm. He did show me the value of it, yes.
I remember the first time I ever heard a grenade hit the ground.
My initial thought was "That's not what it sounds like in the movies." It's not, what's the word, tinny. You know?
-There's no high-pitched... -(clinks)
It's heavy and dull.
Yes.
My brother died crouched under a truck.
He died as he lived, petrified.
That... was not the picture Martine painted.
She sees what she wants to see.
My brother was never my hero.
If anything, I might have been his tormentor.
If that's how you feel, why go after Graves?
JONAH: Because he was my brother,
Graves killed him, he killed my parents and got away with it.
What is it that you actually want from me?
We'll discuss that soon enough. And stop talking to Martine about me.
It wouldn't be good for your son.
I'm starving. How about you, hmm?
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Jonah's lying to her.
If it was me, I'd like to know.
(indistinct chatter) (phone chimes)
You're lucky we're meeting in public.
Otherwise, we'd be doing a lot more than talking for what you did to my daughter.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
You really didn't know, huh?
He didn't tell you?
This isn't real. It's AI-generated.
It is real. Look at it again.
What else hasn't he told you?
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We have an idea that could clear our names.
CLAUDETTE: You want to break into the Reigning Fire expo, to stop Jonah from killing Graves?
Funny what a grown man will do for a living.
Magnum, P.I.
Don't see Tom Selleck.
More like Groucho Marx.
ZIVA: We found Martine and Lazar outside the server room.
(grunting)
ZIVA: Jonah has control
We are on the kill list.
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