FUBAR (2023) s02e04 Episode Script

1
[upbeat music playing]
[engines whirring]
[Hamsteak snorting]
[device beeping]
[tablet chimes]
How many?
Sixty-four.
Longest pattern yet. Gotta get to 70.
Unit 9 only requires 25.
Gotta get to 70.
[phone chimes, vibrates]
- [Luke] Hmm.
- [intriguing music playing]
[Emma] Um,
I'll be right back.
[phone line ringing]
- [Reed] This is Reed.
- Director Reed, I got your text.
- You wanted to talk in private?
- I did.
I have a question for you.
Where were you when Greta Nelso escaped?
At a restaurant across the street.
- And the rest of your team?
- Same, sir.
So your father was alone with her?
- What are you implying?
- Not implying anything.
I'm straight-up questioning
your father's loyalty.
Then I'm questioning your sanity.
After everything
he's done for this country,
where do you get the right
to suggest that he--
I have both the right
and the responsibility.
We did a postmortem sweep
of Dot Okoye's home,
and we discovered documents
in her private safe
that hint that Luke and Greta's
relationship during the Cold War
was closer than Luke let on.
Inappropriate at best,
possibly treasonous at worst.
- I'm gonna need you to keep an eye on him.
- You want me to spy on my father?
I want you to treat him like you would
any teammate who might be compromised,
and we both know,
if you're being honest with yourself,
then you must have doubts as well.
Come on, you're too good not to.
I need you to scrutinize
his decision-making.
Might go so far as to try to gaslight you,
make you suspect others within the agency
so you don't focus on him.
Why would he think I would focus on him?
Because you know him better than anyone,
and if he's veering off-road,
you'll notice first.
Look, Emma, I know about
your application to Unit 9.
I also know that
what I'm directing you to do is tough.
But this is the job, Brunner.
And when you do it,
I'll make sure the Unit 9
button-pushers hear about it.
[phone disconnects]
[intriguing music playing]
Anything important?
[Luke] Well
when we land, I have to go to HQ.
There's more money now
connected to Dante Cress
that is linked to Farkas' accounts,
and Farkas is willing to talk.
- Farkas has been CIA a long time.
- [Luke] I don't know.
But if there's concerns
about any of us being corrupted
or compromised in any way,
I think we need to look into that,
no matter who it is.
- Yeah.
- You okay?
Me? Yeah.
He's still out.
[Luke] Dr. Pepper's sedative
did the trick.
How are you feeling?
Takes me much longer
to come back from this truth serum,
unlike the old days.
But, uh, Roo was telling me
that almost everything was transmitted.
How much did you guys hear?
[inhales sharply]
Uh enough to know
you should really talk to Mom.
Shit.
- Yeah.
- Well, thanks again for saving me.
Team effort.
Not exactly.
I was stuck here babysitting a pig.
- I thought you were asleep.
- Hamsteak snores.
[Hamsteak snorts]
I think I'm allergic to that damn pig.
[Hamsteak snorting]
Oh, by the way, doctor, is Emma right?
I'm in deep trouble with Tally?
Let's just say that, uh, you're lucky
she doesn't have the authority
to throw you out of the safe house.
What did Greta give you, sodium amytal?
Well, don't be too hard on yourself.
That drug really makes you
let your guard down a bit.
You are just lucky that she didn't use
any of that new modern stuff.
You might not have been able
to keep your mouth shut
with respect to the last two
grid vulnerabilities.
All right, bottom line,
she took a shot, and she failed.
- That's all that matters.
- No, not a shot.
Two shots. Here.
- [belt clinking]
- What are you doing? Dad.
Doctor, just tell me, what do you see?
A future of very long HR meetings.
No, no. I'm talking about how many
injection points do you see?
She couldn't shoot you in the arm?
Well, there's one here on the right side,
high up, in the gluteus medius.
That's where she injected
the sodium amytal.
But there's one about five centimeters
down in the gluteus maximus.
- That's odd.
- No.
That was her plan.
Is this what you guys do
when we fall asleep on a plane?
Wake up. This is that dream you had.
Quick, take off your shirt.
I want to see your itchy chest.
I don't think it's a swine allergy.
Let me see?
Ah! Temporary hives.
Telltale sign of exposure to scopolamine.
She dosed you with SP-117?
Oh, that's the brand-new,
state-of-the-art super-truth serum.
Works much better than sodium amytal.
Screws with the impulse
and retention centers of your brain.
That's why
she didn't inject me in the arm.
She didn't want me to see
the two needle marks.
- And she knew I couldn't see my own ass.
- Consider yourself lucky.
She wanted me to believe
that I actually beat the sodium amytal
because she knows
I'm strong enough to do that.
But she'd already given you
the much stronger shot of SP-117.
You didn't even realize it
because it makes you forget what happens
under its influence almost immediately.
That clever little minx.
[dramatic music playing]
And I gave Greta
everything she wants and needs.
So she has all four points
of power-grid vulnerability.
[Luke sighs]
Because of me,
she can make everything go dark.
[light rock music playing]
The country's left in chaos.
Just like Dante Cress wanted.
[Hamsteak snorts]
[music ends]
Russians? In Estonia?
They use the paramilitary
to maintain deniability.
But from their weapons,
Luke thinks they were sent by
the Russian Foreign Intelligence Service.
- That they were there for Greta.
- I thought she was Stasi.
Stasi functioned as an arm of the KGB
during the Cold War.
The KGB are the ones who want Greta dead,
and there are former KGB
in Russia's SVR today.
To them, Greta's the one that got away.
Russians don't give up.
How'd they find her safe house?
The Russians must have known about it
through some old Stasi files.
But they wouldn't have had it
under surveillance after all these years.
So forget the safe house.
The bigger question is
[dramatic music playing]
how did they know Greta was in Estonia?
No idea.
Felipe, I have the next target. We'll be--
- [gun cocks]
- [Felipe moaning, panting]
[man over speaker] Hello, Greta.
Don't worry. My men are long gone.
It's just you and Felipe.
Dante Cress.
We had a timeline.
You've been in the US for days,
and things haven't progressed
as I'd hoped.
We hit a hiccup,
but now I have all four vulnerabilities.
Speaking of vulnerability,
the explosive device on Felipe's neck
is locked remotely
and has weight and balance sensors,
and if you try to free him,
if he moves as much as three inches,
it detonates.
Move back behind the X.
I need to protect my investment.
I can appreciate this is upsetting
because I know
what this young man means to you.
Felipe Costa, 22,
street mechanic you picked up
when he tried to steal your purse
in Porto Alegre when he was just 14.
Worked with you ever since,
B&Es, safe cracks,
anything requiring nimble fingers.
You put him anywhere
but in the line of fire.
- Hmm. He's a merc, like any other.
- [Felipe breathing shakily]
- [Felipe moans]
- I need them all to get the job done.
And that's why I'm giving you
the chance to save him.
Three questions.
You only need to get one right
to save his life.
This is not necessary.
According to Sun Tzu's Art of War,
what has no country ever benefited from?
What?
You heard the question.
- [Felipe panting]
- Answer it correctly, Felipe lives.
And I know you want that.
No country has ever benefited
from a lack of preparation.
- [collar beeps]
- [Felipe moaning]
Incorrect.
No country ever benefited
from prolonged conflict.
Your failures have prolonged
this conflict with the CIA.
That is a problem for me.
I get your point. I really do. Now just--
Just, please, turn off the collar.
Question two.
Finish this statement by Sun Tzu.
"Attack him when he's unprepared and"
And
prepare when it's unexpected.
[panting]
- [collar beeps]
- [Felipe moans]
Incorrect.
Attack him when he's unprepared
and appear where you are not expected.
You were clearly expected
at Beaumont Lake power plant.
The CIA surmised your plan,
and as a result you failed.
Final question.
You might want to say your goodbyes
to Felipe now, just in case.
Nothing is going to happen to you.
Nothing.
All warfare is based on what?
[breathing shakily]
[tense music playing]
A tenet of Sun Tzu
was that all warfare
was based on deception.
[breathing shakily]
[music building]
- [collar chimes]
- [music ends]
[breathing heavily]
That is correct.
Okay, please, turn off the collar.
- [collar explodes]
- [exhales, inhales]
Let the lesson be clear.
I do not like to be kept waiting.
[sinister music playing]
[music builds, ends]
This isn't like you
to let something like this happen.
What's done is done.
Yes, she has intel, but I have
my own inside information on her.
She had a dark past,
but she also has some good in her heart,
and that's how we beat her.
The woman who drugged you
and is trying to destroy the world.
You want to appeal to her better angels?
She told me herself,
she's been freelancing for years.
Alone, lonely,
always having to look over her shoulder,
not being able to trust anybody.
Then all of a sudden
she was offered the big money,
and she accepted it
from a very dangerous guy.
But Greta is smart enough
not to double-cross Dante Cress.
There's no way out for her
unless we offer her a way
Do you think she's gonna cut bait
on this grid plan?
She doesn't have any darkness
in her heart.
Come on.
What do you think? I'd have a relationship
with someone that's evil?
No, she's just misguided.
If we neutralize Dante Cress,
there'll be no reason for her
to continue with her attacks.
That is a lot of faith in a woman
who just kidnapped you.
I'm not asking you to have faith in her.
I'm asking you to have faith in me.
But
Fine.
Good.
Now, Aldon, where are we
with the cracking the BlackBerry?
- This is our best lead to Dante Cress.
- Tina still has OTS working on it.
Okay. Then when you and Roo go back
to the safe house, follow up with her.
Until we have our finger on Dante Cress,
we have to focus on Greta.
We have to find out where her targets are
before she finds out
how to take them down.
We only have two of the four targets.
There's someone on the plane
that knows the other two,
and I know somebody who can make him talk.
In five minutes, we land.
Emma, Dr. Pepper, and me,
we're gonna visit an old buddy of ours.
[soft rock music playing]
This is where he lives? Seems so normal.
[Chips exhales]
Don't tug at it.
It's tighter than the collar I had
on my crown jewels.
Move more than 50 feet from this remote,
and that thigh cuff detonates.
Your femoral artery will shred,
and you'll bleed out in seconds.
This is a dangerous device,
so once again, don't tug.
[doorbell ringing]
[door unlocks]
[door creaking]
Howdy, partners.
Norm.
You guys are so lucky
to get me on a Tuesday
'cause usually I have Canasta,
but Mrs. Turtletaub's gout flared up.
[chuckles] And so we had to postpone--
- Is that
- Hello, mate.
[Norm] Chips!
Bloody hell good to see you, governor!
I don't follow
how two you know each other.
I got booked on a job to interrogate Theo
a few years ago in Nairobi.
They told me a surprise was coming.
How delightful that it's you--
Hold on a tick. How is this even possible?
How are you available?
It's Canasta Tuesday.
Mrs. Turtletaub.
No. The gout?
Again? What a bloody shame.
I know how much you look forward
to Canasta Tuesdays.
Unbelievable, don't you think?
Oh my God,
can we just wire him up already?
It'd be a waste of time wiring him up.
I wired him up in Nairobi.
Let me tell you. I put him through hell.
I did awful things to him.
Yes, he really did.
Know how much information
I got out of him?
- 273.15 Celsius on the Kelvin scale.
Absolute zero.
Brilliant wordplay, old chap.
- Old chap.
- [Chips] Yeah.
I love it when he calls me English names.
He's Bruce Willis in the second
M. Night Shyamalan movie, Unbreakable.
But Nairobi was not
a complete waste of time
because I came back with a friend
who has hired me
for a whole bunch of jobs since then.
In fact, I think you still owe me
a punch on my loyalty card.
No, no. It's one punch per job,
not per interrogation.
We've talked about this, mate.
Well, guys, I'm sorry
you came over for no reason.
Theo, if you get out of this jam,
let's meet at Jazz Fest again this year.
- I'll see you in the Gospel Tent.
- There must be something we can do.
I can't torture him
if I know it's not gonna work.
What do you think I am, a sadist?
- Fine, I'll do it.
- Emma.
Looking at your lips and not being able
to kiss them, that's torture enough.
Okay, I'll do it.
- I thought you didn't like torture.
- There are exceptions.
Guys, that man does not crack.
But I do negotiate.
I'll give you the other two grid targets
as long as you provide me safe haven
whilst this whole
Greta-grid debacle blows over.
You see, if I'm out in the world,
she'll track me down
and gut me for my betrayal.
You'd turn on Greta like that?
Turn on the woman
who left me to her enemies
to be tortured, drugged,
and presumptively killed?
Yes, actually, doctor, I I would.
Honestly, how hard would it have been
for her to get off your plane,
wave a gun around and say,
"Give me my man back
or I'll kill your dad"?
How do we know that we can believe
any intel Mary Poppins gives us?
It's actually easy to administer
a lie detector if the subject is willing.
Well, I guess I am getting paid today.
Now let's get those slacks off.
[taps screen]
[phone vibrating, ringing]
Aldon. You guys back?
Yeah. Yeah, we're back.
Tell me you have an update
on the BlackBerry.
Phone's still with OTS.
- They found nothing. It's a brick.
- Shit.
I I was hoping you'd shine a light
on this Cress/Farkas mess.
[inhales] I still can't believe
Farkas stole all that money.
Yeah. Guess you just
can't trust some people.
Guess not. All right, thanks, Tina.
[phone beeps]
[dramatic music playing]
[upbeat music playing]
All right. We need to set a baseline.
I'm gonna ask some easy questions.
Oh, actually,
whilst you were, uh, setting up,
I took the liberty
of preparing some questions for you,
just to save some time.
Well, I just got a text from HQ.
I gotta bring you over
to the CIA after this.
- So let's get going.
- All right. Well, good news.
Lots of work for Norman.
Okay, here we go.
- Are these flamingos on roller skates?
- [Chips] No, those are the Flamingomez's.
They're a family
of Mexican flamingos, actually,
and they run this roller rink
down in Mexico, obviously.
And they have these adventures,
and hilarity ensues.
Where'd the inspiration for that
come from?
Voices.
Well, you know the drill.
If the needle's calm, truth bomb.
If the needle flies
- Full of lies.
- That's right.
Here we go.
"Is your name Theodore Chips?"
- [Chips] Indeed.
- True.
"Is your favorite color blue?"
- Like the jay.
- This is true.
"Did you enjoy your [clears throat]
date with Emma?"
I cherished and adored it.
[Norm] All right, well, that's true. Okay.
"Have you ever seen pure beauty?"
- Yes.
- Oh, for fuck's sake.
He's telling the truth.
All right. "Do you believe in--"
Come on, man.
"Do you believe in love at first sight?"
Norm, you ask one more question about me,
your slacks are coming off.
I have set the baseline,
so now we can get serious.
Great.
What are the final two points
of vulnerability for the power grid?
Sun Star Solar Farm in New Mexico
and the Carson Hydroelectric Dam
in Colorado.
Telling the truth.
I'm gonna have Reed
fortify those locations.
Fortifying will only buy you time.
You know better than anyone,
when Greta wants something,
there's no stopping her.
That's also true.
[sinister music playing]
[music fades]
- [Greta] Good morning.
- Same to you.
What can I do you for?
I need your largest commercial-grade,
industrial sump pump, please.
I'm sorry, did you call ahead?
I'm dealing with
a time-sensitive situation,
and I know that it can be
an inconvenience for you, so
[man chuckles]
Yeah, the only model in shop
is already contracted out.
- Client's picking it up later today.
- Tell him to go somewhere else.
[tense music playing]
I can't do that.
We have a deal with the other party.
Don't be stupid, Monty.
I just put six months of your salary
on this counter,
so why don't you go in the back,
get some of your men,
and load the equipment I need
onto my truck?
Because, ma'am, I couldn't load
anything up even if I wanted.
The bay doors are locked.
My boss is the only one with the keys,
and he ain't here yet.
Monty, you really
should've taken the money.
[music intensifies]
Plan B.
[vehicle beeping]
Get to work.
[music fades]
- [soft rock music playing]
- [lie detector whirring]
[Norm] State your name for the record.
M. Arthur Farkas.
M? I thought your name was Arthur.
It's Marcus.
So your name is Marcus Farkas?
We don't need to do this.
I know why I'm here.
I stole the money.
True.
I can't believe this.
And I recommended you
for the regional director job.
Really? Well, that was a great idea
because no one is more of a patriot
than Marcus A. Farkas, America's son.
You stole millions of dollars
in confiscated money to buy toys.
- Collectibles.
- Toys.
Collectibles.
And I did it for my country.
How did this benefit your country?
I was tired of seeing
my teams go into the field
without having everything
they needed to be safe
and to win.
We're the ones who are supposed
to be protecting the world,
and we're underfunded? [laughs]
Our budget is three billion dollars.
Cash for Clunkers has
a three-billion-dollar budget.
For God's sake, just get to the point.
[clears throat]
Yes, I stole the money
from abandoned criminal accounts
and laundered it
through the sale of collectibles.
But all of it was siphoned back
into the CIA through a slush fund
that I operated to support our missions.
Weapons, armor, air support.
Not a penny of it was spent on myself.
And I didn't tell anyone about it
because it would make them an accomplice.
Bank certified documents indicating
that every cent went back to the agency.
Telling the truth.
Well, Farkas,
your heart was in the right place.
But you also understand
why Tina flagged this as suspicious.
You know, I don't trust that Tina.
She very quickly found intel on me,
right after I found her
rummaging through Dot's office.
What was she doing in Dot's office?
Ostensibly, dropping off flowers,
looking for a project
they worked on together.
But I think you need to look into her.
Why were you in Dot's office?
Reappropriating ergonomic equipment
due to my ADA-recognized sciatica.
Stealing a chair?
All right, I'm not wasting resources
on a wild-goose hunt
because you feel slighted.
I find it interesting
that all of this stuff
comes up about Dante Cress,
and then all of a sudden,
someone who we know very little about
comes marching in here trying--
- Farkas.
- [Reed] Oh, that's all right.
Clearly this man has nothing to do
with Dante Cress.
And seeing as he Robin Hooded
terrorist funds for the CIA,
I suggest we consider the matter
settled and between us.
[Luke] Mm-hmm.
[upbeat music playing]
So you're letting me go?
I'm not in any trouble?
We're the CIA.
We specialize in shady shit.
- So I'm still up for regional director?
- Fuck no.
Shred those. I didn't see them.
- Well
- [door opens]
my work here is done.
I thought I get two punches.
- [phone ringing]
- [sighs]
I'm glad we got that behind us.
You know, I don't like
when there's suspicion on one of our own.
I concur.
- So where you off to now?
- I'm gonna go back to the safe house.
Smooth things over with the missus?
Excuse me?
[dramatic music playing]
I found Dot's documents.
I know about
your and Greta's relationship.
I know it was improper.
I know it was dangerous.
I know it can get into your head
and affect your judgment.
It was totally personal.
Did not interfere in our business at all.
I know. I spent the day going through
your mission files, briefings,
and your post-action reports.
And if I found even a whiff
of suspicious activity on your part,
I would've pulled you off this mission
and out of the agency.
And I'll still do that
if I think for one second
that this case, this Greta woman,
any of it, becomes too much for you.
You understand?
Yes, sir.
[dramatic music intensifies]
[music fades]
[Luke] It's always the same.
You're such a drama queen.
Don't blow things out of proportion.
You were under truth serum,
professing your love for another woman!
But that was a former love.
You know the difference.
I mean, that's what I was admitting to.
[Tally muffled] I can't believe
we spent all that time
looking for you while you were just--
[Luke muffled] While I was just what?
- [Tally] Enjoying yourself!
- [Luke] I wasn't enjoying myself
So, um, all four of Greta's targets
are under high alert
and surrounded by military personnel,
but still no indication
of where she'll strike first.
I don't get it. If you know the problems
with the four power plants or whatever,
why doesn't the government fix it?
It's weeks of work at best.
There's no time.
Okay, Chips is, uh, handcuffed
to a radiator in the guest room.
What'd I miss?
Just us pretending not to hear
your parents screaming about Greta.
You won't have to pick
who you wanna live with this time.
[Luke] to spend our lives together.
Yes, I had once feelings for her,
but that was way before we ever met.
Oh, so, what?
All those feelings are suddenly gone?
Why are there always
more secrets with you, Luke?
They're none.
I mean, I told you everything.
There are no more secrets.
Are you okay?
Yeah. Greta injured my groin.
What? You didn't tell me about that!
I wanted to keep it a secret!
[in Italian] My God, being with this man
is going to kill me!
[in English] Dr. Pfeffer, this is not
the life I envisioned for myself.
It's abnormal!
It's not abnormal. It's just different.
[Hamsteak snorting]
Hamsteak. Oh [chuckles]
[snorting continues]
Sorry. My little Hamsteak and eggs.
Oh, you wanna see what I taught him?
Hamsteak, what do you think of BLTs?
[squealing]
See? Huh? We don't like
eating little piggies, do we?
Okay, come here. Have some Mallow Cup.
- See how smart he is?
- Get out.
Okay.
Have a good sesh.
It's the team pig.
You see? [chuckles]
It's it's a madhouse!
[exhales]
[hesitates] I can't take it anymore.
Tally, Greta is a world-class spy.
If we want to beat her,
I can't always just think about us.
[scoffs] Because "us"
always comes in second.
Doctor, tell her
that she's being ridiculous.
- Tell him he's being selfish!
- Okay.
Okay, everybody, let's take a breath.
I have something to say
that's going to be hard to swallow,
but you need to hear it. Simply put
your relationship is over.
[dramatic music playing]
[music fades]
So the topography
of the solar farm is flat.
Greta would need to be camouflaged
to get in close.
- Guess what I just discovered online?
- Never been more afraid of an answer.
Carter's online comic book!
- No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
- [Donnie cackling]
Seems Manga Carter here
has been busy creating
the fictional world of the TIA,
Teacher's Intelligence Agency.
- Carter, what is this?
- Art therapy Dr. Pfeffer--
Oh, it is the story
of a brave kindergarten teacher
who secretly saves the world.
His name?
- Brock Hardman.
- [Carter] Oh my God.
His catchphrase?
"Hard times call for a hard man."
Oh boy.
His gal? Ella.
A little generous on the cleavage.
- [Aldon] Damn.
- Okay, um, it's coincidental. It's
Why does this Anson character
always have stuff impaled up his butt?
- My butt? Hold on.
- [Roo laughing]
A beach umbrella
from a French Riviera bombing?
A bowling pin
from a bowling-alley explosion?
Uh, this is this is art.
Those are metaphors.
What's the metaphor
for a pelican up my ass?
[hesitating] The pelican represents,
you know
I don't wanna hold
your hand through it, but
You made out with my fiancée!
- That's--
- Fair point.
These characters look just like us.
There's a shootout
in the church with Toro,
and Carter saves the day.
Not quite how I remember it.
Carter, the Boro matter's confidential.
As is our location.
You got drawings of the town,
drawings of our street.
Dr. P told you to express your feelings,
not expose our location, dumbass.
And why are my boobs so big?
You put this on the Internet?
Carter.
- [glass shatters]
- [Tally] I've had it!
I can't take this anymore!
Oh, very, very mature, Tally.
This lamp was paid for by the CIA.
God forbid you should offend
your precious CIA.
Go be with your Fräulein!
Whoa, uh No.
[Tally exhales]
I can't believe I ever wanted you back.
- I can't believe I wanted you back.
- This reconciliation is over.
- Good riddance.
- Great.
Does this leave an opening for the kid?
No, Donnie, no.
[in Italian] Stop, please! Stop!
Hey, I took a shot.
[upbeat music playing]
You okay, big guy?
Yeah.
Need a cuddle?
[Hamsteak snorting]
Good boy.
How could you write that comic book?
You know how much danger
you could put us in?
I know. I took it off of Reddit
five hours after I posted it.
Only three people downloaded it.
I'm embarrassed.
I will find a different form of therapy.
Why did you make yourself a super spy?
I apparently
had some issues to work through
following the shootout at the church.
Like what?
Even your mother fought back against Boro,
and she's a civilian.
- I hid in a confessional.
- Carter, you did the right thing.
You got out of the way so that
trained officers could do their job.
Yeah, I know. I just
I didn't know how to protect you.
And all I wanted was to protect you
because I was in love with you.
And I am still in love with you. [exhales]
Oh.
- Really?
- Oh, yeah, a lot. A lot.
Even more so now.
[gentle music playing]
You know, I understand now and appreciate
the pressure that comes
with the very specific job that you do.
And you must have been so stressed
when you kissed Anson.
- Aldon.
- Aldon.
Aldon. The point is,
people make mistakes, okay?
I'm saying I understand
that people make mistakes.
But our relationship was good,
and it was worth it,
and it was strong enough
to withstand that,
but I messed it up.
I had to let my ego get in the way.
And I lost my train of thought.
Do you have any thoughts about any
of the words that came out of my mouth?
Yes, you're right.
Our relationship was
really good and strong.
And I will always love you.
And I will always love you.
But are you in love with me?
[toilet flushing]
Seriously, Donnie?
So are you gonna answer the man?
[Barry] Emma, we got something.
We'll talk-- We'll talk about this later.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Women, huh?
That's my laptop.
What'd you find?
[Barry] Police report just came in
on an assault and robbery
of a sump pump wholesaler.
- [computer beeps]
- Check out the security cam still.
Is that a truck
going through a wall behind her?
Why does she have a boner for these pumps?
She could get 'em somewhere else.
Industrial sump pumps are very large,
and they're not easy to move around.
Greta wanted pumps
from that specific wholesaler
because she wanted to use them
to attack someplace close to that seller.
- Barry, pull up the maps of that area.
- [Barry] Here's the landscape.
And here's the overlay of major utilities
and government buildings
so we can find a potential target.
That's a pretty substantial
water-purification plant.
Greta is targeting the power grid,
not trying to poison the water supply.
Well, there's a federal
railroad service yard over here.
Maybe. But what effect
is this gonna have on the power grid?
There's a military base.
[computer chiming]
Greta's not crazy enough
to take on a whole military base.
Is she?
The contractor said
that the corrupted sewer lines
ran underneath our server room.
I assure you,
we're just dealing with backed up toilets.
Hey, Barry, get into the server system.
[soldier] That's not necessary
or even legal.
All they did was come in
with some scanner,
found a blockage under the floor,
said they were coming back
to cut through the floor.
Yeah, that's not a contractor,
and they're not coming back.
They seemed legit, ma'am.
Let me guess.
They had a truck with sump pumps
and breezed right onto the base.
Found something
in the satellite-monitoring readouts.
You're not supposed to enter that system.
It's sensitive.
That's what my doctor said.
Now what the hell is that?
That's also what my doctor said.
[dramatic music playing]
That is very bad news.
Sir, you need to go to your general
and tell him the CIA has confirmed
that there's a breach.
- Now!
- Shit.
Copy that.
What's going on?
That's their Tracking, Telemetry
and Control system.
It sets satellite paths.
I consulted on Loon's
Internet balloon project.
I got, you know,
pretty familiar with satellite tech.
- And?
- And red flashy-flashy means trouble.
So Greta somehow
clogged up their poop pipes,
posed as a contractor to get on the base,
and messed with the satellite.
Likely, one of their satellites is offline
and won't respond to commands.
But what if it's a glitch?
Its orbital path goes directly over
Litchfield power plant in Massachusetts,
one of the four points of vulnerability.
Definitely not a glitch.
Guys, that is a military satellite
whose core is powered by nuclear material.
If Greta manipulates its path
back into Earth
and it falls at 50,000 miles per hour,
smack into a power plant?
Smell you later, power plant.
But doesn't this shit burn
in the atmosphere?
No, it has a reinforced core.
But the plant is surrounded
by the soldiers,
so she can't attack from the ground.
But she can attack from above.
That's the out-of-the-box thinking
she's known for.
This is fluffing brilliant.
Cool, Dad.
Your terrorist friend is amazing.
Want me to grab your autograph book
for when we catch her?
How long do we have?
Uh, based on the satellite's speed,
its orbital path,
and the rotation of the Earth,
- it'll hit about 6:00 p.m. today.
[phone vibrating]
Work the problem.
[door creaking]
This better be important.
I couldn't find anything
tying Reed to Dante Cress,
but Tina has numerous cash anomalies.
I normally would hang up right now
and forget this phone call ever happened.
[Farkas] No, just listen.
On Tina's salary,
she should be way overextended,
but she's got a condo with no mortgage
and $403,000 in savings.
Tell me you're seeing what I'm seeing.
What I see is
someone that's very desperate
trying to get back at a fellow officer
that caught you
with your hand in the cookie jar.
So stop it. That's an order.
Do any of you think it's weird
how my dad seems to admire Greta?
You gotta admit, her plan is next level.
Well, he just seems to be
a bit off his game.
I mean, at first he gets kidnapped
Greta got the jump on him.
That can happen to any of us.
He spilled government secrets
while professing
his love to her in Estonia.
That's a little harder to explain.
Then, today, he breaks up with my mom.
I mean, she's upstairs
being consoled by Carter right now,
and my dad barely blinks over it.
[Donnie] Hmm.
Well, I think
I think there's still a chance
I could be your new dad.
[groans] Shut up, Donnie.
[Roo] Yeah, I don't know
what's going on with your old man.
I'd totally do your mom.
- Whoa.
- I can't control where the blood flows.
- What are you suggesting, Emma?
- I think Greta may be affecting him.
I think she might be
compromising his judgment.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You just said
the second most offensive C-word.
Okay, I I didn't say
that he's compromised.
I think his judgment might
be compromised.
There's a huge difference.
That's a big accusation.
Is this something you're worried about?
It's been on my mind, yeah.
It hurts me to say this,
but you're a good officer.
And if your instincts are telling you
that something's off,
then maybe there's something to it.
So keep an eye out.
I mean, the odds are
Luke Brunner's on point, as always,
but it never hurts
to be a little cautious.
Thanks. I appreciate that.
You know, if you think about it,
I can understand how he'd be tempted.
It's not every day you meet someone
that you're physically
and mentally attracted to,
who also understands
the complicated world that you work in,
who'll fight alongside you,
risk their life with you.
That's the kind of person
you find once in a lifetime.
And if you get the chance
to be with that person
then you have to take it. Right?
Absolutely not.
You think my dad
should be with that home-wrecker?
I'm sorry, what? You think I--
That's not exactly what I was saying.
- [Roo] Who were you talking about?
- I was
What's our progress to the fix?
Um, we have to reprogram the satellite
to keep it from crashing,
but only if we can get it back online.
But we can't.
I'm trying to ping
remote capabilities. It's dark.
It's like Greta gummed up the works
and locked the door.
There's no way we can get back in.
But I found a loophole
in the military schematics.
If we get close enough to the satellite,
like a mile or so,
it'll read an onboard computer
via Bluetooth.
Then I can upload new commands,
regain control,
and put it back into proper orbit.
But how do we get a computer
within a mile of the satellite?
We go to the source.
[dramatic music playing]
[helicopter blades whirring]
You want a goddamn spaceship?
Well, Congress refers to it actually
as a high-atmospheric orbital drone--
That's my goddamn spaceship,
and I'm not letting you
take it for a joyride
because you don't like
the looks of the plumber.
[Aldon] Will you listen to us?
There's a nuclear-powered satellite
that's gonna crash into a power plant.
Not to mention we have footage
of that plumber, a known mercenary,
stealing the sump pump she used
to connive her way onto your base,
right after she sabotaged
your septic system.
So you get to pilot
the most expensive asset under my command
because my shitter breaks?
General, your satellite--
Is temporarily unresponsive.
It happens all the time. Look.
Look, Greta Nelso
broke into my server room,
but then she got cold feet.
Or she screwed up her plan,
or whatever the hell happened
because she left,
and nothing's gone wrong.
Now, if she comes back,
you got my word, we will shoot her.
We got an assload of guns,
and my boys are itching to use them.
But until then, I'm so sick and tired
of you CIA know-it-alls
coming around here
telling me how to do my job
with your wild-goose-chase horseshit,
wasting my time!
I got an assload of that in Iraq!
Now, get the hell off of my base!
General, the drone
is just on the other side of the base.
- All we need is just--
- Out!
- Now!
- Oh, so angry.
[helicopter blades whirring]
[dramatic music playing]
[sighs]
Okay, new plan, Barry.
Get your go-bag, head over here.
You're about to steal a spaceship.
[Barry] Yes! Spaceship!
[helicopter blades whirring]
- She's locking up the drone.
- All right. Recap.
- So, what's the play?
- We're ghosts. In and out.
Aldon and I get to mission control
and remotely fly
the most expensive RC airplane ever made.
You really know for sure
that you can do that?
These things are designed to be operated
by 18-year-old recruits.
It's like a video game. Easy-peasy.
Uncle Barry's coming with me and Dad.
We'll get him to the X-37D drone.
Where I'll upload the software
onto the ship's hard drive.
We'll pilot the drone into space
close enough for our satellites
to receive our reprogramming commands.
Right. Now remember,
you're about to steal
a ten-figure piece of military equipment.
They're gonna make
every effort to stop us.
But we have to keep our guns holstered.
We cannot shoot at the
What do you call the Space Force people?
- Space cadets?
- They're called Guardians.
- Of the galaxy?
- Essentially.
You ever get the feeling
that our country's fucked?
Not today.
Let's move.
[tense music playing]
[metal creaking]
[general] You must have shit for brains
if you think this is clean.
I want this Chevelle spotless!
Now do it again!
And you'll keep on doing it
till you get it right!
[Barry] Great.
General Jackass ruined our clear path.
Now we're stuck.
Leave it to Emma and me.
We give you the signal,
and you head for that drone. Okay?
[suspenseful music playing]
[water spraying]
Hey, thanks for your service.
[music intensifies]
I feel terrible about that.
He'll be fine.
I got General Asshole's car wax.
Hey!
- Shit.
- [alarm blaring]
[soldiers shouting indistinctly]
Let's go!
[panting]
We're on the move. How close are you?
About to plug into
the door's support jack and hack in.
There's no time. The code is-- Hold on.
5-6-3-2-4-7-8-8-3-1-2-5.
[door unlocks]
[triumphant music playing]
How'd you know that?
I saw the maintenance tech enter it
when she got out.
That's some Rain Man shit.
Actually, it's Unit 9 shit.
[tense music playing]
I'm in.
[footsteps approaching]
[soldiers shouting indistinctly]
Roo, Aldon, we found cover.
The alarms went off
before we could reach mission control.
We're pinned down.
There's Guardians everywhere.
We'll have to give them
something else to worry about.
[upbeat music playing]
For that, I need a cigar.
["Cheap Talk" by Fox and the Law playing]
[Luke laughing]
It cuts deep
Like a knife through butter ♪
Ch-ch-ch-cheap, cheap talk ♪
- You smashed through the wall?
- Guess who taught Greta that move?
for you next-door lover ♪
I better take a walk ♪
Woo-oo-oo ♪
Woo-oo-oo ♪
Woo-oo-oo ♪
[tank turret whirring]
Woo-oo-oo ♪
Aim me where you want to ♪
Tell me that you got to ♪
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Fire in the hole!
Love me, hate me ♪
Oh, goddamn!
[Luke laughing]
What are you doing?
Well, I didn't like the way
he talked to that kid.
Oh, that kid you punched in the face?
What happened to no guns?
This is no gun.
This is a motherfluffing tank!
[music ends]
Goddamn!
[tense music playing]
Hey, Roo, Aldon,
they're focusing on us.
Go to mission control.
Okay, go!
[Roo] All right.
We're a go as soon as I get
this shit up and running.
- Okay.
- Easy, grabby.
I should handle the joystick.
Galaga at Rudy's Pizza
was practically my babysitter.
I had the high score for, like, six years.
Well, if we need the ship to move
from side to side, I'll let you know.
Hands off.
You always get to do the cool stuff.
[tense music continues]
[drone whirring]
The drone! Come on!
[soldier shouting indistinctly]
Go!
Uncle B, you've got incoming.
[computer beeping]
Done. I'm outta here.
[engines whirring]
[soldier] Stop there!
- I'm surrounded! I can't move!
- All right. Then I'll move you.
Roo, what's happening?
I gotta get you away from those assholes
so you can climb out.
We gotta get him out of there.
We gotta get the plane off the ground.
- I think I only have time to do one.
- I know which one I'd choose!
- Do you trust me?
- No!
- Why are you speeding up?
- [drone whirring]
We're gonna run out of road!
[Roo] Let me put this
in terms you understand.
Where you're going, you won't need roads.
Grab the operations manual and figure out
how to turn on life support.
- You gotta pressurize his cabin.
- Got it.
Barry, hold the hell on!
[screaming]
[closing theme playing]
[closing theme ends]