- I don't want you getting sick, okay, honey?
- Okay. - Okay.
And I know you get worried.
But you just have to keep practicing
and keep taking practice tests.
- I got all fours and fives last time.
- Allison will turn them into seven and eights.
You have my word.
She's the best ISEE tutor in the city.
[mysterious tense music]
- All right, all right. Listen up, people.
Any and all kind-hearted,
liberal souls looking to make a difference
in the life of a young, marginalized Black man,
this is your chance.
All you got to do
is make a tax-deductible cash donation to yours truly.
Hmm?
♪ ♪
- Don't touch that. That's filthy.
Never touch anything that doesn't belong to you.
Understand?
♪ ♪
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[people screaming]
♪ ♪
- It's gonna be fine, buddy, I promise.
No, I get it. Of course I get it.
But look, you're the new kid. You just gotta own that.
It takes time for things to fall into place, right?
Yes. That is what I like to hear.
Okay, I love you.
Would you put your sister on for me?
Okay, well, tell her I love her.
And I'll call you guys after school, all right?
Kay, bye.
Morning. - Hey.
- Can I ask you a question?
Why are young girls always getting ready?
- What do you mean?
- Never mind. Just kids, you know?
- Everything okay?
- Yeah, yeah.
My son just transferred to a new school, so.
- Yeah, that can be tough. - [sighs]
Oh, your annual review is coming up.
- Oh, okay, yeah.
Is there anything I need to know?
- No, all good.
I guess our only critique is, we want you
to be more assertive, take more of a leadership role.
But we'll talk about it in more detail with Isobel.
[phones buzz and chime]
[ominous music]
All right, good morning, folks.
Hate to start the day off like this,
but we have dozens of injured, ten confirmed dead,
including a 12-year-old and her mother.
- So far, no terror group has claimed credit.
There's also no evidence
that it's related to recent events in Israel.
- Actually, Isobel...
I just spoke to the counterterrorist division.
Apparently there's been a lot of chatter
over the last few weeks
from a cell connected to Ansar Allah.
They're based out of Yemen,
but they have the same ideologies as Hamas.
- Yeah, well, we are entertaining
any and all theories at this point,
so let's stay on top of that.
And that goes for anyone else in here with any hunches.
Let's talk to each other, get this engine running,
get ahead of this thing.
Let's get some boots on the ground, yeah?
Elise, traffic cams.
Social media posts, surveillance video.
Let's go to work. - Copy.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Hey.
- Hey, I tried to call you. - Yeah, sorry.
I was running around all morning.
Nina's away at her sister's,
so I was playing the hero up all night with the baby.
- Oh. Not sure that makes you a hero.
- Fair. So what do we know?
- We've got ten dead.
Young, old, men, women, Black, white, Asian.
- And the bomb?
- Bomb techs said it was made with T4,
popular with terrorist organizations.
- Any distinct characteristics, features?
- No, not yet.
- Well, whatever it was...
It worked.
- Start canvassing for witnesses.
♪ ♪
- I was looking out my window sort of daydreaming,
thinking about how much I hate my job.
Uh, anyway, I saw a man drop a backpack near the bus stop.
And then he, um, he took off.
- Did you see what he looked like?
Height, build, skin color?
- Pretty average-sized.
Um, and he had dark skin, I think.
- Dark. Like brown, Black, Middle Eastern?
- I-I think he was Middle Eastern,
but I'm--I'm not sure.
I--I didn't really see his face.
He was wearing a hoodie.
- Okay, um, what made you think that he was Middle Eastern?
- Um, I--[chuckles] I--
I don't know. Um, I--uh--
- Okay, did you see which way he went?
- Yeah. He walked off that direction.
- Thank you.
- Yeah. Got it. All right, listen up, folks.
According to an eyewitness, the suspect: male,
average height, dark skin, maybe Middle Eastern,
dropped a backpack near a bus stop
and then walked off to the west.
- Hey, I got something.
- Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah.
[tense music]
All right.
W-we're not getting facial rec with that, are we?
- No, hoodie's covering his face.
- Check it out.
This is two blocks west from the blast site.
- All right, zoom in and let's get that cab number.
Track down that cab company
and find out where he was dropped off.
- The suspect was dropped off in front of that house
17 minutes after entering the vehicle.
- Okay, all we know is that he's male,
average height and build.
- And likely Middle Eastern.
- Possibly Middle Eastern.
- Just playing the odds.
- I would prefer that we play the facts,
if that's okay with you.
- What matters...
is that we apprehend the suspect quickly and safely.
- And that we take him alive
because we cannot interrogate a dead man.
- Exactly.
NYPD has the outer perimeter.
Why don't you guys take the front?
We're gonna cover the back. Let's go.
♪ ♪
- FBI!
- Federal agents, don't move!
- FBI! Hands where we can see them!
- What the hell are you doing?
- Anybody else here in the house with you?
- Get the hell out of my house. - Come on.
- Where is he?
- Kiss my ass. - Bedroom, clear!
- Take her.
♪ ♪
Hey. You see this?
[gunshots] - Down!
- Shots fired.
Suspect is fleeing out the east side of the building.
♪ ♪
- FBI, don't move.
- Hey, stop! - [grunting]
- [yelps]
- Hey, hey, no! - Get out, get out!
- No, no, no!
Hey, put the gun down and let him go.
- Move away now.
- Put the gun down. Let him go.
- Back off or I'll shoot him!
- I have a clean shot. - No. We need him alive.
- We need the hostage alive too.
- Put the gun down.
♪ ♪
Please. Let him go.
Put the gun down.
Let him go.
[gunshot]
♪ ♪
He's dead.
♪ ♪
- Well, we tried. - It is what it is.
- Well, hopefully we can find some evidence in the house.
[suspenseful music]
- Maggie. - Hey.
Place is clean of explosives.
- Where's the woman? - On her way to 26 Fed.
We still need to sweep these bedrooms
for any other evidence.
- So much for the guy being Middle Eastern.
- Well, the moment a bomb goes off...
- Yeah, I know, trust me.
♪ ♪
- Maggie.
- What's up? Flag?
- It's a banner for Al-Shabaab,
a terror group based out of Somalia.
- I'll let Isobel know.
♪ ♪
- My name is Isobel Castille.
I'm the special agent in charge.
- I don't care who you are or what your title is.
- How long has your boyfriend been involved with Al-Shabaab?
- He is my husband.
And his name is Balin.
- How long has he been involved?
- I wanna talk to Balin.
- I'm afraid that's not possible.
He's dead.
He held a man hostage this morning.
[somber music]
- [gasping softly] Oh.
♪ ♪
You shouldn't have broken into our house.
This is your fault!
- Your husband was involved
in a horrific terror attack this morning,
the one that killed ten innocent people.
So we had every right to break into your damn house.
And now we are trying to figure out if you're involved too.
[soft tense music]
♪ ♪
- No--no, I-I-I had no idea!
I'm not involved in any of that!
I swear.
- For your sake, I hope you are telling the truth.
- I am.
- But you knew Balin was involved.
Is that what you're saying?
- No. [sighs]
But I'm not surprised.
- Why do you say that?
♪ ♪
- People can only take so much pain,
so much tragedy.
- What does that mean?
- [sighs] Five years ago,
his father was killed in the war in Somalia.
And then about six months ago,
his brother and cousin were killed.
By us, by the United States.
They bombed a community center
they thought was controlled by Al-Shabaab.
But it was filled with regular people.
And 36 of them got killed. Women, children.
After that...
Balin changed.
- Changed how?
- He got bitter, man.
He just--
he started hanging out with some people from Somalia
at this restaurant up in Harlem.
- What kind of people?
- Activists.
- Activists?
- That's the word he would use: activists.
- And do these activists have names?
- Uh, yeah. One. Hakim.
He was always talking about him.
- And do you know Hakim's last name?
- No.
But my husband said he had a scar on his neck.
♪ ♪
- Hey, so we ran the name Hakim
by the counterterrorism folks.
Name's too common in that part of the world.
They couldn't help.
- They also claim that Al-Shabaab
barely has a presence in New York.
- Well, tell that to the families of the ten victims.
- Exactly--it doesn't matter what we think.
It matters what we know,
and right now, we know that Balin was the bomber.
He hung out with Somali activists
at a restaurant in Harlem led by a guy named Hakim.
- Can we grab him?
- No. We don't have enough information, not yet.
- So let's get eyes and ears on the restaurant.
We can find Hakim, track his movements,
see if he's involved.
- Yeah, it seems like the right play.
- Yeah. - I'm on it.
- What? So where are you going?
- Huh?
- It's a Somali restaurant.
- So?
- So you're the least Somali-looking dude in the city.
- Maybe the entire world. - [chuckles]
- I can take Hobbs.
- Yeah. Yeah, the rest of you post up
outside the restaurant, help surveil.
- Hey, Tiff, so just play it nice and cool.
No need to rush things.
- With a potential terrorist cell out there?
- Yeah, no, of course.
But you know it's been a minute
since Hobbs has been in the field,
so he might be a little rusty.
- Okay, I'll look out for him. - Yeah.
- To tell you the truth,
I don't think you would have stood out at all.
- [chuckles]
- White guys like Somali food too.
- Okay.
All right.
Let's check out these license plates,
see if any of them belong to Hakim.
[phone buzzes]
- [clicks tongue] Ugh.
- What? - Oh, it's the nanny.
Baby's got a temperature of 99.4.
I'm gonna have her take him to the doctor.
- I'm obviously not an expert,
but I think he's gonna be okay.
- Yeah, it's just crazy, this parenting thing.
I mean, no matter how much you prepare,
things still go sideways.
- Kind of like this job.
- Okay, we're up.
Tiff and Hobbs are entering now.
- I wonder if they have pasta.
- Is that a joke?
- No, it's a big part of their cuisine.
No, for real.
Italy used to rule Somalia back in the day, so.
- Something to drink? - Just water, please.
- Shaah, no milk.
What?
Hey, check out the beanie by the door.
His back is to us.
You see how those guys have their attention on him?
- Yeah, looks like he's the alpha.
- Mm-hmm.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
You know, now might be a good time
to check out if he has a scar on his neck.
- [sighs]
- You good?
- I don't wanna spook him. We just sat down.
So I don't wanna seem too suspicious, you know?
- Well, if you gotta go, you gotta go.
It doesn't matter when you sit down.
- [chuckles] Yeah, I guess.
- Look, in a perfect world, we might chill for a bit.
But things aren't perfect.
We really need to find out who's involved
and if they have another attack planned.
- Yeah, copy that.
[sighs]
- You good?
- Please. I was working jobs
when you were playing hide-and-go-seek, okay?
- [chuckles]
♪ ♪
- What's up, man?
- [speaking Somali]
- I'm assuming that means hello?
- [chuckles] Something like that.
- What language is that? - Somali.
- Hmm.
- So what brings you and your lady into the restaurant today?
- Here because we love the food.
- Yeah?
What's your favorite?
- Well, we like it all.
The spaghetti thing. Uh, what's it called, basto?
And the lamb with the rice and the onions and garlic on it.
- You hearing this?
- Yeah, Hobbs is doing great.
Let it play out.
- You know, I always ask for extra cumin.
It gives it more pop.
Y-you live around here?
- Hey! - I asked you a question.
- Don't touch me, bro.
[tense music]
- You're a cop.
- Hey, I ain't playing this game with you, bro.
[gunshots]
- Shots fired, 1512 Broadway. Requesting backup.
- [groaning]
- Hey, Hobbs.
You're gonna be okay, all right?
It's gonna be fine.
- I'm sorry, Tiff. He had a gun.
- I need an ambulance at 1512 Broadway.
Right now.
An FBI agent has been shot.
Hey, this is not on you, okay?
But you gotta fight now, okay?
You gotta fight.
[dramatic music]
You gotta fight, Hobbs.
Hobbs.
Hobbs!
♪ ♪
Oh.
[stifled sob]
♪ ♪
- I wanna set up a staging area to process the people
that were inside the restaurant at the time of the shooting.
Every single one of them is a potential co-conspirator
until proven otherwise. - Okay.
Did anybody notify Hobbs' wife?
- Yeah, I've got agents on their way over there now.
They're gonna sit with her until we can this thing out.
Hey, OA, where are we with the containment area?
- NYPD got here pretty quick.
They set up a five-block perimeter here.
- Are you okay?
[somber music]
- That guy pulled a gun out of nowhere.
I can't believe this. Hobbs is gone.
- Hey, listen.
We can debrief the circumstances later.
After that, we will grieve, but right now, we need answers,
and I am positive that's what Hobbs would want.
Let's get to work.
♪ ♪
Hey, Tiff.
- Yeah.
- Do you need to sit this one out?
- No. Absolutely not.
♪ ♪
- Okay.
All right then, you do whatever the hell it is
you need to do and catch this son of a bitch.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- How well do you know Hakim?
- I don't.
He's just some loudmouth that showed up about a month ago.
Guy creeped me out.
- Oh, yeah? Why is that?
- He's always talking about his time as a soldier in Somalia,
how many people he killed.
I thought he was a showoff.
- So he told you all that,
but you don't really know him that well?
♪ ♪
- Look, I'm sorry your friend was killed.
But if I knew anything more about this Hakim guy,
I'd let you know. I swear.
People like him need to be in jail.
- Yeah, or dead.
We're gonna need your security cameras.
- Don't have any.
- Why is that?
- Didn't think we needed them.
Guess we were wrong.
- Thanks.
Hey, any luck? - Hey.
Hakim's friends are all playing dumb.
And they're good at it too.
- So let's haul their asses down to 26 Fed.
- They're on their way there now, but they lawyered up.
- You know what?
Hakim was texting when he went to the bathroom.
Maybe his phone was connected to the Wi-Fi.
♪ ♪
- Hey, Elise, any luck?
- I've been scrubbing traffic cam footage
near the restaurant. So far, nothing.
- All right, so he's smart enough
to stay away from busy streets.
You pulling ATM footage? - Yes.
- All right, I got ERT checking with local businesses
about surveillance video.
How you holding up?
- [sighs]
- Yeah, well, just keep working, okay?
All right. Hey, Kelly, anything from NYPD?
Hey, Kelly.
- Yeah, yeah, sorry. - It's okay. I get it. I do.
But we have got to stay focused in here
and catch this guy, okay?
You good?
- Yes. - All right, good.
Any update from NYPD? - No, nothing.
- All right, we need to stay on top of them.
I want every available agent
helping them question people in that area.
Somebody has to have seen something.
- Okay. Copy that.
- Oh, and we need to stay on top of Homeland Security.
They're combing through a list of possible connections.
Maybe we'll get lucky and get an address
of a potential hideout in the area, yeah?
- Copy that.
- How we doing with the restaurant's Wi-Fi router?
- Shows only one unregistered phone tethered to it
at the time Tiffany specified. - All right.
We've detained everyone else in the restaurant.
If the signal is not coming from there, then it's him.
Ping it. - Yes, sir.
Signal is stationary over in Greenpoint.
- Get the team down there.
Eyes up, people, we have an address.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Okay, the signal's coming from somewhere in this area.
- Yeah, but he could be anywhere.
- All right, well, we gotta start somewhere,
so let's set up a containment--
- No, we don't have time.
We gotta put this guy down now.
- Tiff, wait.
Ugh! - Yeah.
- Forget the containment.
- Jubal, be advised that we're clearing the area now.
Let us know if the signal moves.
- All right, copy that. And please, be careful.
♪ ♪
- Jubal, there's no sign of Hakim.
Are you sure the signal's coming from here?
- Ian?
- Signal says the phone is there.
- Yeah, Maggie, signal's still in the area.
- Hey, it just moved.
Not much, but the signal definitely moved.
- Maggie, be advised he is there,
but he's mobile.
- Call the cell. Let's see if it rings.
[phone ringing]
♪ ♪
- FBI! Step out with your hands up.
- I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to try to hide from you guys.
I just got scared.
- Where'd you get that?
- Uh, some guy tossed it in the trash,
like, ten minutes ago.
- What did he look like?
- Uh, Black.
- Where'd he go?
- I don't know.
Am I in trouble?
- No, you're good. You're okay.
- Jubal, recovered the phone. No sign of Hakim.
♪ ♪
- Where are we with the footage from the camera Tiff found?
- Port Authority just sent it over.
- There--okay, there's Hakim.
Okay, so he must have just dumped the phone.
Wait, who's driving?
- All right, freeze it right there.
Let's zoom in on the driver.
- Who is she?
- The waitress from the restaurant.
♪ ♪
- Hey, what do we know about the waitress?
- Hey. Full name Cumar Osman, Somali-born female,
emigrated here five years ago.
No criminal history, no Interpol flags,
but we did find some telling activity in her financials.
- Yeah, she sent a dozen money wires to Somalia
in the past three years, all to a Somali shell company
that the State Department suspects
is Al-Shabaab adjacent.
- Well, she just helped Hakim escape.
It doesn't get more terrorist-adjacent than that.
Do we have an address on her?
- We've got it, but agents have already been to her apartment.
It's empty.
- Okay, what about the car she was driving?
- The plates are registered under her name,
but the vehicle's GPS has been deactivated.
[phone buzzes]
Elise is trying to reinstate it.
- All right, State Department's here.
- Yeah? Okay.
Elise, let me know the second you get the GPS activated.
- Yes, sir.
- My focus is East Africa,
so I do have some familiarity with Al-Shabaab.
- Well, we think these two may have orchestrated
the bombing in lower Manhattan.
- And killed one of our agents, Trevor Hobbs.
[suspenseful music]
- The man in this photo, his name is Hakim Siran.
- You know him? - Yes.
He's been on our radar for years.
We believe he was responsible for deploying a backpack bomb
on Somalian citizens in Mogadishu.
- But why go after citizens?
Why not the military or the government?
- Kill 100 soldiers, no one blinks.
Kill a dozen civilians and people lose their minds.
- Sure, but this isn't East Africa.
Why is Hakim killing Americans?
- I'm guessing it's because of our involvement
with the Somali government.
We're helping them eliminate Al-Shabaab.
- And Al-Shabaab thinks
by killing innocent Americans, it will what?
Raise awareness to what we're doing over there?
Cause the U.S. to withdraw their support?
- Twisted logic, but yeah, that's the theory.
- Sorry to interrupt, but the GPS was just reactivated.
Vehicle's in Long Island City.
- All right, get the team over there now.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- It's empty.
- Clear.
- Let's clear the compound. Tiff, come with me.
- Go. Go.
♪ ♪
[generator motor chugging]
- Cumar, freeze!
Hey! Stop!
- Where is Hakim?
- Place is empty. Nobody else here.
- Where is he?
Where is Hakim?
Answer me!
- Tiff, hey, come on. Move back.
♪ ♪
Hey, listen. I know you want answers.
We all do.
You need to pull it back.
♪ ♪
- What's the status? - Hey.
Building's clear, we recovered explosives and weapons,
and Cumar is in custody, but no sign of Hakim.
- All right, what do we know?
- Well, we are scrubbing traffic cam footage
west of the location, but nothing so far.
- Still looking on my side.
- Let's hope Cumar cooperates.
♪ ♪
- You're being charged as an accessory
for the murder of 11 people, including our FBI agent.
That's a life sentence.
- Or the death penalty.
- Sounds like I should talk to a lawyer.
- You could.
Or you could help yourself here right now
and tell us everything you know.
Where is Hakim? What is his plan?
Is there gonna be another attack?
- You'll find out soon enough.
- There's no need for more innocent people to die.
- Innocent people?
You mean like the innocent Somalis who die
every time you drop a bomb on them?
♪ ♪
- People of New York have nothing to do with that.
- Why should New Yorkers be so different?
Innocent people die every day
in the name of some greater good.
How many innocent women and children died in Iraq
after 9/11 or on the streets of Gaza each and every day?
♪ ♪
The blood was on your hands long before it was on ours.
- Where's Hakim?
- I'm done talking.
I want a lawyer.
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
- You think you're being a hero.
You're a coward.
♪ ♪
- Let's go, people. Hakim is out there.
We need a location, please.
- I think I got something. - Yeah?
- This appears to be Hakim in real time
walking eastbound on 14th Street.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Eyes up, people.
All right, we need to keep eyes on him.
Let's get agents down there right now.
All right, he's heading down into the subway.
We need agents at every connecting station
and activate any and all cameras on that platform.
We need to know where he's going with that backpack.
- I got something interesting.
- Interesting is good. What is it?
- So I've been scrubbing through Hakim's burner.
He's been using some encrypted app
I haven't been able to crack. - That's not interesting.
That's frustrating. - Yes, I agree.
That's why I started searching other parts of the phone,
specifically the photos stored on the device.
- And Ian, what did you find?
- There are only six photos,
three in the part of downtown where the bomb was detonated
and three more in a different part of the city,
one that is not readily apparent.
- This could be Hakim's next target.
- It's probably where he's headed with that backpack.
Anybody recognize this area? - It's a cemetery.
How many cemeteries are there in the five boroughs?
- More than 100.
- Can you punch into that building?
- It's Saint Paul's Chapel.
- That's right next to the World Trade Center.
- All right, get the team over there and roll a bomb tech.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Okay, you guys push east. We'll take the west side.
- Got it.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- You know, if we're wrong and Hakim
and went somewhere else-- - I know.
♪ ♪
- We have eyes on Hakim. He's at Fulton and Nassau.
- Copy that. Headed your way.
♪ ♪
- Hakim!
- Hey, hey, hey. - Hey!
- Stop. FBI.
Hey! Freeze!
- Hakim!
I got him.
- Hey, hey, you guys! Secure the bomb!
- I think he activated it.
The last one was on a short timer.
OA, he put this thing on a gas line.
- Okay, we need everybody to clear this block now!
- Let's go! Everybody move!
♪ ♪
[upbeat music playing on speakers]
♪ ♪
- ♪ On the edge ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Hit him with the facts... ♪
- FBI! Get down!
♪ ♪
- Everybody down now!
- Get down!
[people clamoring]
- Get down!
[music distorts, winds down]
Drop the gun!
- Tiff, don't shoot! There's too many people!
[tense music]
[gunfire]
[screaming and clamoring]
- Suspect is headed to the second floor.
We need additional units.
[people screaming]
♪ ♪
Let her go!
Damn it!
♪ ♪
- Everybody, please get back now!
Please!
How are we looking?
- Working as fast as I can.
- If you can't disarm it, we need to evacuate the area,
including yourself. Do you understand?
- It's too late for that.
- We need to make entry. - We can't.
It's too dangerous now that there's a hostage.
- Maggie, we need to take this son of a bitch down now.
- I agree.
But if we make entry now,
he's probably gonna kill that hostage.
♪ ♪
Right now, we just need to focus on containing the area,
defusing the situation. - To hell with that.
He's gonna pay.
- I want a piece of this guy just as badly as you do.
♪ ♪
I understand that you're still reeling
from what happened today.
Tiff, it's really on me.
I'm the one that told you to let it play out.
So if there's any guilt you're feeling--
- I'm not feeling guilt.
I'm feeling rage.
♪ ♪
- We're not making entry.
It's too dangerous.
♪ ♪
[device chirps]
- We're good.
- It's safe? - Safe.
- Nice work. - Thanks.
- Maggie, backpack's been rendered safe.
We're on the way to your location now.
- It's too dangerous now that he has a hostage.
- Maggie.
What are we waiting for? We're wasting time.
- Maggie.
- Hey, can you get ahold of the JOC,
see where they are with the interior cameras?
- How we doing, Kelly? - Almost there.
- Almost is good. And done is better.
- There, I'm in.
- All right, let's get that feed over to Maggie.
♪ ♪
- He's getting agitated.
- I know, but he's not a martyr.
If he was, he would've blown himself up by now.
- SWAT's ready to make entry.
- Great.
Wait, where is Hakim?
♪ ♪
Where is he? - We can't wait any longer.
We gotta get in there.
- I agree. Let's get into position.
Breach.
[hostages murmuring]
- FBI, nobody move.
Where's Hakim? - Where's Hakim?
- Where's Hakim? - Have you seen him?
- [grunts] - Stay down!
- Damn it.
Suspect is fleeing out the breach point!
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Move!
Suspect is headed towards the-- [horn honks]
[tires squealing] [bystanders clamoring]
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I lost him.
- They ran the dogs. The building's clear.
- He's gotta be here somewhere.
- He must've got out before containment was in place.
[somber music]
- We're gonna get him. Maybe not today, but we will.
♪ ♪
- Hey, Jubal.
- Hey. - Any luck?
- No, nothing.
We've got all airports, borders, ports covered.
But so far, no sign of Hakim.
- So that son of a bitch just got away?
He has to pay for what he did. - I agree.
And he will.
We're the FBI.
We don't forgive and we don't forget.
But we saved a lot of lives today.
It was a good day.
- I'm not sure Hobbs would agree.
♪ ♪
I screwed up, Jubal.
[stifled sob]
I pushed him to go in there and he didn't wanna go.
I should have listened. I should have backed off.
- No, you shouldn't have.
You were just doing what I asked, Tiffany.
You took charge.
Which means making hard choices
that don't always work out the way you want.
We needed answers fast.
You had Hobbs check out a hunch.
It was the right play.
- I appreciate that.
♪ ♪
How's Hobbs' wife doing?
- Uh, well,
me and Isobel are gonna go talk to her right now.
- I can go with you.
- Yeah, that's probably not a good idea.
- Why not?
- She's not ready.
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- And, uh, yeah, I miss you, man.
- I met Hobbs seven years ago.
It was my third day at the bureau,
and a bunch of us went out for drinks.
I introduced myself.
Hi, I'm Omar Adom Zidan.
And Hobbs grimaces like
he drank a glass of vinegar or something.
And he just goes, "I ain't doing all that, bro.
"That's way too long.
From here on out, your name is gonna be OA."
So, uh, that is how I got my nickname.
And I'll never forget him for it.
- To Hobbs. all: To Hobbs.
- [softly] To Hobbs.
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[dramatic music]
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