Guys, quiet.
Listen.
There. Something's out there.
- The fuck? - Jesus Christ.
Is he okay?
Come on!
- Give me a hand, guys. - Turn him over. Careful.
He's breathing.
Duane! Look at me.
Sober the fuck up and go get your snow machine.
- Go! - Okay. Okay.
Yeah, this is, uh, Rickshaw.
About five minutes out from the scene at the checkpoint.
Hey, what's happening?
Sarah's car is here.
Let's find it.
Let's gather everyone up.
Yeah.
Okay, listen up.
Our fugitive was on this bridge 20 minutes ago.
Sunrise is at 9:30 a.m., which means he has 16 hours of darkness
before our manhunt launches in full.
So while he runs, we mobilize.
Dobson, get on the radio.
Issue an alert to every fishing charter between here and Boulder Hill.
Let's see how many men we can get on the river system.
And if you know any bush pilots, notify them that as of sunrise,
Highway 6 is their runway.
All traffic yields to planes.
Refueling will be done at Central.
If there's a tanker within 200 miles, reroute it there now.
Our clock starts at dawn,
and we will have under eight hours of daylight.
So if there's a snowshoe, snowplow, snow fucking machine,
I want it here before then, okay?
My wife's life depends upon it.
Luke?
You here?
Luke?
Hello?
Hayes to base.
Base?
Base, do you copy?
Hey, over here. Tire tracks!
We have something. Come on!
Oh, shit.
Vehicle's clear. Secure the perimeter.
Let's get some deputies down here!
Tear it apart, okay? Find me a clue.
And, Hutch, call Shooter Brown. Tell him and his dipshit friends
they can come and help us hunt this son of a bitch.
I'm a shade tree mechanic Got a one-ton truck
I drink a 30-pack a day 'Cause I'm country as fuck
Call me Lil Nas Call Me Tim McGraw
Not a moment too soon I had horses in the stall
I go to Piggly Wiggly Call out on my CB
Steal a VCR n jimmy-rig it to my TV
Hot dog holly golly dagnabbit
I was two years old When I shot my first rabbit
Only got one hat If you touch it then you die
Unless you're blonde, you can dance And cinch a hog-tie
Hot dog holly golly Dagnabbit damn son
If I don't catch a check I'm gonna sell my wife's gun
'Cause I'm country
Come on! Come on!
Livin' it up
So dang country You ain't country enough
Make my own definition Beat the system
'Bout to start a new religion
Call it Country
Country as Fuck
You want some too, huh?
Come on, old-timer.
- Get off me. - Keep him down. We got him.
What?
Any updates on Luke?
No, but there's a new situation.
Just after 7:00 a.m., troopers intercepted three men
who were fishing just south of Birch Creek.
- Yeah. - They were on snow machines.
They were drinking.
And they had a boy with them who they said they found out on the ice.
- What do you mean a boy? - I mean a boy. Like Pinocchio.
Out there all alone.
Medics said he got second-degree frostbite,
abrasions from an animal.
Name's Caleb.
Oh.
I… I don't know who gave you that without marshmallows.
No, no, no. You gotta let 'em sit a little bit.
Why do you gotta let 'em sit?
You want 'em to get nice and soft.
They gotta get, well, extra gooey.
How do you know that?
Well, when you get older, you know a few things.
I'm Frank.
I like your boots.
Yeah, mine are old.
Not very warm.
Your parents get you those for the trip?
Yeah.
Where do you live?
New York.
Mets fan.
- No. - No? Ah.
What are you, nine, ten?
- Eight. - Eight?
- Yeah. - You seem older.
My son's 17.
When he was your age, we used to go camping all the time.
Together.
You camping with your parents?
My dad.
- Your dad? Okay. - Yeah. With my dad.
Where's your dad now?
They took him.
Who took him?
The bad guys.
They were fighting.
And my dad, he made me run.
I didn't want to, but…
It's ready now.
You know what?
Whenever I get sad or scared,
marshmallows always make me feel better.
Want one?
- Can I? - Sure.
You did the right thing by running.
Mm-hmm.
Your dad knew you'd go and get help.
Caleb, do you remember anything else about where you were camping?
- I don't know. - Anything?
- A river. - A river?
- Nice. What else? - Yeah.
He…
He's the one that took my dad.
Just keep moving. Stay where I can see you.
Howdy.
What's your name, friend?
You part of that search party?
Nope. I was camping.
Got turned around by the storm.
You're my hostage now.
- Put that down. - I don't think so.
Hey, check it out. I found something.
What the fuck is that?
See those cute little guys over there?
They're part of the Forty Herd.
They're related to the Porcupine caribou.
They make the longest migration of any land mammal on Earth.
Gerhard, you asked me about the northern lights.
I checked, and we're primed to see
an enhanced flow of aurora activity tonight.
Lucky man.
What'd you spot, Xiulin?
Did you find another Bohemian Waxwing?
Monty, I need you to join me in the dining car.
Like, right fucking now.
I'm sure, uh, everything will be fine.
Everything will be all right.
Shit.
Come on!
Who the hell are these guys?
I don't know, and I don't wanna find out.
- Let's go. Let's get out of here. - I'm trying.
- Is that a gun? - Knock, knock!
Brock!
- Pressure on it. - Yeah.
He shot me!
Good morning!
Hey. Hey.
Put it down.
Okay.
We'll need to make the swap within 24 hours or we lose him.
If Král's security team catches me, I'll be leaving Prague in a body bag.
By then, you'll be a distant memory.
Thursday, you'll call the Consulate with abdominal pain,
they'll run blood work.
Friday, you'll fly home for an emergency laparotomy.
Please tell me it was something I ate.
You won't survive the surgery.
- How long you here? - My flight's in six hours.
We should go to Old Town.
We most certainly should not.
You're in the historical capital of Bohemia,
with a man who's just got a week left to live.
You're not gonna deny a dying man his last wish, are you?
Just so you know,
I certainly don't need you implying to the Bureau
that I endorse your presence.
You're only here because you know the man who took my wife.
Once she comes home, you're gone.
You're upset. I get it.
But we can't let the Bureau box us out.
There you go again with that "us."
Okay, you and I are not a team.
My fugitive is in your jurisdiction.
We are a threat.
Threat to who?
The CIA.
Has anyone but me offered an explanation as to why your plane was rerouted?
Or why Havlock was boarded here?
Now, I'm sorry if you felt I undermined your authority,
but you and I aren't being told the whole story.
Frank, we need you back at Command.
We got a lead on the boy's father.
Let me help you, Frank.
We're not a team.
When my wife comes home, you go home.
On my way.
Got word from Alyeska Adventures.
One of their buggies was on a six-day tour of the Arctic Circle
when they had to cross within five miles of the crash site.
Broke radio contact less than an hour ago.
What are we looking at?
They call it the tundra buggy.
A local outfitter uses it to take tours up north
to visit caribou herds, see wildlife, northern lights, stuff like that.
Sister of one of the passengers, she was gonna go,
but she fell sick, so she stayed behind.
Their cell phones, they share the same account.
Her camera uploaded 40 minutes ago with these images.
Lucky for us, she called Fairbanks PD.
- Have you pulled the passenger manifest? - Twenty-one passengers and crew.
Twenty-one hostages.
Here's the list.
Boy identified this guy as Sam Barker. His dad.
We're still trying to contact the family.
- Who are the others? - Big guy there is Argento Volpe.
A mob enforcer convicted on six counts of human trafficking and prostitution.
The guy behind them is Edward Porter.
A magician from Reno
whose assistant drowned during one of his acts.
She also happened to be his wife who was cheating on him at the time.
He's up for manslaughter.
And then we have Spencer Todd Covington.
Domestic terrorist. Killed two marshals in a standoff.
How'd you get these images?
Is there cell phone service out there?
They're running on a satellite-based Wi-Fi hot spot.
It's spotty but functional.
He's there.
Havlock's there.
Okay, let's contact the outfitters.
If we can't get hold of the driver, let's at least locate their signal.
Hutch, I want you to coordinate with the Fort Yukon troopers.
Let's see if we can get eyes on these hostages.
And, people, these fugitives are at the end of the Earth.
When they realize that, things are bound to get nasty.
Wait. So, where were you hunting?
I don't know.
But it was near a stream.
It was a bitty creek.
You know, down in the canyon.
What about your friends?
Did you lose them in the storm?
My-My mind, it…
it ain't right.
I don't know things.
You're lucky to be alive.
- Where you going? - To get more firewood.
Where am I?
Near Minto.
In Alaska.
Do you not remember coming to Alaska?
I think I may be bad luck.
Yeah, I sometimes feel that way too.
And then other times I think maybe that's just how things are.
How you mean?
Like, my parents.
They think they can fix everything.
- Maybe they're smart. - Maybe.
That's my mom's job, is to fix people.
She's a nurse.
My dad, he's always trying to protect me.
What's his job?
He's a marshal.
He's like a cop.
Anyway.
They're always trying to shelter me.
You know, keep me safe.
But I sometimes wonder if the world's just,
you know, messed up.
You can obey all the rules and all the dangers,
but I'm not sure that it makes a difference.
I think bad things just sometimes happen.
I think you're probably right.
Oh, pity the cowboy
All bloody and red
For the bronco fell on him
And bashed in his head
And a great big puddle
Of blood on the ground
You know we're doing the best we can to find your dad, yeah?
- Mm-hmm. - But that might take a day or two,
so that means you will have to stay in town with a family.
But I'm guessing you probably already know that, yeah?
How come you do that?
'Cause it hurts.
My chin hurts.
Yeah?
Bet that does.
How did you hurt your knee?
Doing something stupid.
Something I shouldn't have been doing.
Mmm.
Something that almost got me killed.
- Killed? - Yeah.
Hmm.
So now, whenever it hurts, or whenever I see any of my old scars…
they remind me of how lucky I am to be alive.
You think I'll have a scar?
I think if you're lucky, you will.
Yeah.
Think we found Sarah.
I'll go up.
Frank!
Up here! It's clear!
- Are you okay? - I'm okay.
- Yeah? - I'm okay.
I told you. I'm-I'm fine. I am. I'm not going to the hospital.
Honey, this attitude, this whoop-de-doo, no big deal thing,
if it's for my benefit, it ain't working.
You can't treat a reduced shoulder.
And I'm not… I'm good. Thank you. I'm not…
I'm not playing the hero. I'm fine. I'm-I'm stable.
All right? I'm-I'm… I'm probably dehydrated.
Kim, can you grab me a banana bag?
- Yep. - Thank you.
Excuse me. Miss Remnick?
- Not now. - Sidney Scofield.
I'd like to speak with you about what happened.
You should not be here.
- I wanna talk about your captor. - Hutch, get her out of here.
- Get her out of here, please. - Let's go. Get outta here.
I'm sorry, all right?
How's Luke? Is he here?
Luke's up at the cabin.
- Everything okay? - Casanova ditched homecoming.
Took Kira Moore up there, got his car stuck in the process.
It's okay. Clint Hayes is up there now, bringing them both back.
- Yeah, but he's okay? - He's fine.
He doesn't know about any of this.
- Sarah-- - You all need to stop.
Stop "Sarah'ing" me, all right?
I've been starting IVs since…
Well, since you were at day care. Thank you.
All right, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Come on. Come here. Come here.
Found this.
You know, I was thinking.
It's about time I swapped this fake one out for a real rock.
Frank Remnick, what did I tell you 17 years ago?
When you first asked me about that ring, what did I say?
You told me…
that you didn't need a diamond.
Right.
And all you wanted was me.
Was for you to be the first thing I see in the morning,
and the last thing I see at night.
You are my rock.
I can't stop thinking about her.
I'm sorry that I put you through this again.
I know you are.
I know.
But we need to get Luke home.
Our family back in one place.
And the rest… the rest we can deal with later.
I'm just glad you're okay.
Mobile Command to Arctic Two. Arctic Two, do you copy?
Mobile Command to Arctic Two.
Arctic Two, do you copy?
Mobile Command to Arctic Two.
Arctic Two, do you copy?
Mobile Command to Arctic Two.
Arctic Two, do you copy?
Shut off the rig.
Turn it off! Fucking now!
Get up. Come on.
Up. Let's go. Let's go. Up!
Come on.
Start talking.
Who are you?
Hey.
What's going on?
Feds were on the radio looking for this rig
long before anyone could've known it was missing.
I say it's because of him.
- Who is he? - He's the one from our plane.
The one with the hood and the chains.
Say something, Bashful.
Why they got you chained up like that?
You special?
Come here, fucker!
Easy.
You're the captain now.
They're seizing evidence. Everything that's not nailed down.
- Are you listening to me? - Pick up the phone. Pull rank.
Tell ODNI that finding Havlock depends on the Bureau sharing intel.
Sid, they're pulling the plug. It's over.
The lawyers want to talk.
I'm not coming back.
Sidney, we have your cell records.
We know you received a call from a burner
just minutes before Havlock
- ditched our team in Paris. - So?
Did you tip him?
What? No. I never spoke to Ha--
- Were you in communication? - I told you no.
I'm the only person who believes you.
And I have to admit,
I'm finding it hard to not think that you assisted Havlock.
You should be here, Sid. Come home and answer the questions.
What are you hiding?
- Why is the Bureau siloing evidence? - For your father's sake.
Everything he built,
everything he stood for, you are jeopardizing.
My father would understand
that the only chance I have of staying out of prison
is to bring Havlock home and expose the truth.
You got a moment?
Go back. After the house, in the attic.
What was he printing?
Numbers.
From a bank?
Uh, maybe. I… I couldn't see.
Okay. And before he left,
and this is important, did Havlock give you anything?
Instructions?
A message?
No.
Was there a message for Frank?
Can I stop you?
Of course.
I need to be honest.
I didn't come here to answer your questions.
I came here so you could answer mine.
Okay.
Why us?
I'm not sure I understand.
When that man was in my home,
it was as if he was taking notes.
About my husband, our lives together, who we are, how we live.
It was like he was absorbing everything about us.
I believe Havlock wants to gain access to your husband
because he's identified a weakness in Frank that he feels he can exploit.
I expect he will work to earn Frank's trust.
So he can manipulate him and control him
and use him as a proxy to get what he really wants.
And what is that?
I wish I knew.
No, you know.
You just won't say.
And as for Frank, he can handle himself.
But you, you're the one I worry about.
Because I think all of this is happening because of you.
Because you have a secret that this man…
this man has exploited.
I wish you were wrong.
Hey, Frank.
You find Sarah?
Using the car's navigation, right?
Yeah. Yeah. She's safe.
Good. I'm glad.
You know, it's important for me that I demonstrate that I'm a man of my word.
You did what I asked, and I honored our agreement.
Okay, so now that we're so trusting of each other,
how about you honor a request of mine?
You want the hostages.
We found a transmission. We think it's them.
Thirty miles west of Lake Fiasco.
Okay. Notify the troopers.
Let's find out if we can, find out how far from the road system he is.
Are you there?
I assume your team's been tracking our signal.
You have our location?
- Yeah, we're getting close. - All right, we'll make it quick.
I need Sidney's XenoGate passcode.
I assume she's there.
Hey, Sidney. You know your passcode, right?
Give me the passcode, I'll play nice.
I can't do that.
- What's XenoGate? - It's a digital archive.
I would be handing over the identities and locations
of every asset I've developed in the field.
If you don't give me the code, I'm gonna start shooting people.
- I need that passcode. - Absolutely not.
- You heard what he said. - You think I'm kidding?
Listen to this, Frank.
Next time it's gonna be his head.
You motherfucker.
Hold on. Let's you and I talk. Just give me a moment.
I don't wanna talk, Frank. I need Sidney's code.
- He's bluffing. - Give me the passcode.
Do you want CIA agents to start turning up dead?
He's gonna kill that guy.
Hey, Sidney.
You have a rare opportunity to save some people's lives.
Give him the goddamn passcode.
I'm gonna give you ten seconds.
Ten.
- Nine. - Just chill, man.
Eight.
- He won't do it. - Give him the passcode.
- Seven. - He won't kill the hostage.
Six.
Five.
Four.
You're forcing my hand, Sidney.
Three.
I'm begging you. Please.
- Two. - Victor, Mike, Seven, Lima, Zulu.
One.
Victor, Mike, Seven, Lima, Zulu.
Wasn't too hard?
So what about the trooper?
That's what I'm saying. Where would he have gone?
So you what… you think he what?
I mean that guy out there, he wasn't hunting,
- and he wasn't with friends. - So we should leave.
- We can take the truck-- - Try and make it to town.
What do we tell him?
So when will you be back?
Twenty minutes. Probably less.
We're gonna pull the battery, get it on the charger.
So you find yourself a battery charger?
Well, we, uh…
Well, we found an old boost jumper in the garage,
so we're just hoping it's got an extra charge 'cause maybe…
- Maybe what? - Maybe…
Maybe you're looking for these.
Maybe you little shits been lying to me.
Maybe you…
…should sit the fuck down.
Fellas, I heard we got the schematics for the rig.
- So how are we gonna stop it? - We can't.
Bastard's harder than organic chemistry.
Kevlar-belted tires. Steel frame.
This thing is solid. No police barricade's gonna stop it.
And even if we could, we can't physically get to them.
They're 60 miles off the road system.
So we do have their location?
We pinpointed their radio signal.
These fools would rather die out there on the tundra
than go back to prison.
We're gonna have to take these hostages back from them.
Let's notify the brownshirts.
Get a plane in the air. See if we can't get eyes on this buggy.
You got a plan to stop it?
I got no fucking clue.
Hey, can I ask you something?
Yeah.
This guy knocks out cellular communications,
takes the flight recorder. Why?
He's desperate.
What if he's not? What if it's part of a larger plan?
What if that's why the Feebs are seizing everything, including the printer?
What printer?
Havlock used a printer when he held Sarah captive.
They're thinking he printed some plans from an associate.
And you know this how?
Your wife told Scofield.
My wife talked to Scofield?
Yeah, I did.
What did she want?
She was worried that he might use me to manipulate you in some way.
Did he?
No.
I spent time with him and…
and that man is like no one that you've ever dealt with before.
I'm not gonna let anything happen to our family.
It took him less than a day to get to me.
Our son is still God knows where.
Our family has been through too much to let this consume you, Frank.
And not now, not after all that we've done to claw our way back.
Honey, honey, okay. I hear you.
We're gonna get through this. We always do.
There you are. Been looking everywhere for you two.
Yeah.
Luke, you got 'em both.
- Hmm? - Luke?
Luke? Honey?
Where are you?
At the cabin with Trooper Hayes.
Rough weather up here. We're gonna leave the cabin soon.
Are you okay? A-And is Kira there?
Hey, Mrs. Remnick. I'm here.
We're fine. Cold but fine.
This was stupid of me.
We'll talk stupid soon enough, okay?
I never should have come here.
Luke, honey, we're just glad that you're safe, all right?
You just… You do your breathing. You stay calm. Okay?
And, uh, hey, Clint,
get them home safely, all right? You guys be careful. We love you both.
Love you too, Mom.
Love you, Dad.
Okay, good.
Now for the hard part.
You know, before, you said that they think you're part of this.
Who's "they"?
The CIA think I helped Havlock steal classified intel and aided his escape.
They're investigating our relationship as we speak.
But they still sent you here?
Yeah. A friend sent me.
At least I thought she was a friend.
Now she wants me to come home and talk to their lawyers.
What are you gonna do?
If I leave, Havlock wins.
Carries out whatever he's planning.
So…
We will get him.
I wish it were that simple.
Yeah, well, why wouldn't it be?
Because of my father.
My father…
…created Havlock.
This entire operation.
Using fictional turncoats to lure out enemies.
It was a clandestine program that he created in the wake of 9/11.
Your old man was a spy?
And he died for this country.
Now the program he gave his life for is being weaponized against me.
So this is about his legacy?
It's about his sacrifice.
Everything our family gave up along the way.
When my father was killed…
my mother retreated into a fog.
She lost her way.
My sister nearly abandoned her marriage to take care of her.
You wouldn't recognize the person I used to be.
I can't fail him now.
My wife and I lost our daughter two weeks before her ninth birthday.
I've rationalized it. I've…
denied it.
But the truth is that she is gone because of me.
- I'm sure that's not true. - Because of what I did.
What I do.
What was her name?
Ruby. Ruby Grace.
And there is not a day that goes by that I don't tear myself up
over what this job has cost me.
So we agree about something.
Would never go that far, but…
…but if I was you, I wouldn't go home without Havlock.
And I know where he is.
You know how to bring him in?
I have an idea.
What is that? Did you guys hear that?
Stop the vehicle.
Holy shit.
Turn around! Turn around!
And go where, genius?
Stop the vehicle.
Now who the hell's that?
I wanna talk about your hostages.
I want to bring them home safely.
You got nowhere to go and you know it.
No road. No fuel.
No heat. No food.
The border's a world away.
Even if you make it to the Yukon,
there's nothing there but more of the same.
Let me on board. And let's you and I talk.
I don't like this.
It's a trap.
All right, Frank. Let's talk.
I'm coming up.
I want him.
Sam.
My-My-My son. My son, Caleb. Do you have my son?
- Your son is fine. Okay? - Yeah?
- He's waiting for you. - Oh, my God.
You got nowhere else to go.
Don't worry about me, Frank.
We need to worry about you.
That little of secret of yours in the basement.
I could help you, Frank.
What have you done?
Do you hear that? There's someone out there.
Does Sarah know?
What did you do?
I protected you, Frank.
Because I need you.
And now you need me.
Your little secret, it's safe with me.
Tucked away in Alaska.
Oh, fuck!
Out of the vehicle!
Don't do this, Levi.
Fuck!
Don't do it, Frank.
God, are you crazy?
Shoot him!
Fucking shoot him!
She won't shoot, Frank.
- Why not? - Shoot him!
She wants the truth.
- I think it's yours. - Oh, my God.
I am so late. I'm so fucked.
Okay. Cab.
Cab is here. Cab is here.
- Bag. - Yeah.
- Where's my bag? - You're not gonna miss your flight.
You asked me before why I took the job.
The reason I took the job was you.
'Cause you're chaotic and…
messy and…
I told you I liked the gray areas.
That did not just happen.
Okay.
I mean it. That didn't happen.
We will find him.
Not in time.
So you get on a plane to got home, is that it?
Can I ask you something?
Yeah.
Those scars on your back,
they have something to do with your daughter?
That's gonna be a story for another time.
Some other time.
Good luck, Frank.
Sam. Looks like you'll have to get your boy a dog.
It's on the list.
- It's a long list. - I bet it is.
- Thank you. For everything. - Oh, no. Thank you.
Okay. Let's take a look at that cut.
You're definitely gonna have a scar. What do you think?
- Yeah. - Okay.
Keep yourself safe, Frank.
You too, Sam.
Your little secret, it's safe with me.
Tucked away in Alaska.
I heard you decided to stay.
- Hey, Frank. - I'm good, thanks.
So…
…what are you gonna do now?
I'm gonna bring him in.
Well, maybe we do that together.
You were right.
Washington's never gonna tell me why that plane was here.
Feds are gonna keep me in the dark,
and your guy is making things personal in a way that I just don't like.
We both know that plane fell out of the sky for a reason,
and he's not going anywhere, so I need to stop him and I need…
Together.
Your fugitive, my jurisdiction.
Without access to evidence, we don't stand a chance.
A SIM card?
From the printer Havlock was using while he had my wife.
The Boy Scout stole evidence?
Whatever he was printing is on that SIM card.
You understand if we do this,
things are gonna get messy.
I've seen you saddle up.
No, I mean it. I've seen firsthand what this man is capable of.
He will leverage your family.
He will infect your home.
As far as he's concerned,
everyone you love is fair game.
He'll poison everything you love.
I'm telling you this because I want you to understand
the threat you are inviting into your life.
Why are you so afraid of this guy?
'Cause I know him.
You were a casualty of his?
His first.
That did not just happen.
Do you care about him?
I did.
That did not just happen.
Maybe I still do.
Why?
Because I'm his wife.