- Senator... - That's okay, that's okay.
People want to know why you're in favor
of lifting sanctions against Russia.
What I'm in favor of is ending the conflict
between Russia and Ukraine
and allowing our Ukrainian friends to join NATO.
That's what this peace summit is all about.
Can you comment on a recent article that accuses
your campaign of being in ties with Russia?
That article was fake news.
A smear tactic targeting my re-election campaign.
Are you suggesting your low poll numbers are a result
of Russian hacking?
Let me be clear. I've never received any money from Russia.
Ever.
- All right, that's all we have time for. - Thank you.
Michael, I thought you were looking into this fake news article.
Still working on it, but we do know
it's not connected to any legitimate news source.
So some basement blogger is gonna lose me this election.
I need a drink.
Please.
Anna?
There you are.
Hi, sweetie.
How was your day?
Exhausting. How's the shopping?
Oh, fantastic.
I just bought the cutest little pair of red pumps.
To go along with the six pairs you brought with you?
- Honey... - Oh, come on..
Oh my God...
Your obsession with shoes is really getting...
No! Help!
Anna?
Anna, what's happening?
Anna!
Go home, you Moskali dog,
or you'll never see your wife again.
Who is this?
Where's my wife? Anna!
Short line at customs?
Perks of a diplomatic passport.
Why not just call it what it is?
Get out of jail free card for the well connected.
Where's Hart, by the way?
Flew in from London. Arrived this morning.
Oh, good, so the world has the carbon tax
because some senator's wife got snatched.
It's not just any senator.
Mitch Warren's on the armed services committee.
Also a close personal friend to the Director of National Intelligence.
Oh, favor job. Even better.
Hey, where's my stuff?
The most cutting edge computer equipment
on the face of the planet?
Yeah, keep your shirt on.
Okay, good.
Wait a minute.
Oh, that's nice.
Whoa, weapons.
Kevlar.
Stun grenades.
This is some rental.
What's the daily rate on a rig like this?
I traded a truck full of Soviet SA-7s for it.
Obviously.
All right, this is Hart.
Mills, she wants me to drop you off at the hotel,
take you to the safe house, get you set up.
- Okay, whatever. - All right.
My associate, Bryan Mills.
Michael Fortman, campaign manager.
- Thanks for coming. - Sir.
Beth Childers, Senator's personal secretary.
This is Theo, Warren's body guard.
Nasty cut.
I was just, uh, telling them,
me and Anna, we get to the car.
I... I, uh, open the trunk...
I see this guy out of the corner of my eye
wearing some kind of a silver skeleton mask.
Next thing I know, I wake up,
and Anna and the guy are gone.
Who else knew your itinerary?
No one outside the office.
Did you notice anyone following you?
No.
Thank you, Theo. You can go now.
But please keep this to yourself.
We don't want anyone outside this room knowing what's happened.
Please don't judge Theo too harshly.
The fact is he was sloppy.
Yes, I suppose.
But Theo and Anna have been there for me
ever since my first wife passed away.
I understand Anna was a volunteer
on your first senate campaign.
After Brook died, she began taking my son to school.
Picking him up from practice.
Helping him with his homework.
We both just fell in love with her.
I don't know where Brett and I would be today
if it wasn't for Anna.
Did the kidnapper make any demands?
More like a threat.
Told the senator to go home or he'd never see his wife again.
Would you like to hear the call?
You have the call on tape?
All calls to the senator's cell phone
are recorded automatically and uploaded to a secure server
- for later transcription. - Fantastic.
I just bought the cutest little pair of red pumps.
To go along with the six pairs you brought with you?
- Oh, come on. They...
Oh, my God... oh, my...
- No! Help! - Anna, what's happening?
Anna, what's going on?
Anna?
Go home, you Moskali dog,
or you'll never see your wife again.
What is that word? Moskali?
It's Ukrainian slang.
It's a reference to your ties with Russia.
But I don't have any ties.
People only know what they read.
So now these ridiculous rumors are gonna cost me my wife?
I want Anna found.
And her kidnappers brought to justice.
And I need it done quickly and quietly.
Don't worry, Senator.
We'll do our very best to find her.
Yikes.
What'd you trade for this place?
A couple ICBMs?
It's AirBNB.
Look at that.
Roche Bobois sofa.
The standard bearer for Euro trash chic.
Oh, super comfy, though.
I didn't pick this place for the furniture.
I picked it for the view.
You should be able to get the clear, secure satellite link up
- through this window. - Yeah, okay.
Well, I'm gonna hunker down.
I'm gonna need some fuel.
We get per diem, right?
Yeah, what do you need?
Caffeine? Red Bull?
Come on, man. We're in Brussels.
Let's get some, uh, steak frites, right?
Some mayo.
How about a nice, uh, Belgian ale?
Oh, okay. Any other requests?
Uh, waffles with strawberries, right?
- We're in Belgium. - I'll get right on that.
- Thank you. - All right.
It's just standard procedures.
All ops need to be deconflicted with...
the CIA's Chief of Station.
Nice to see you, Christina.
You, too, Brie.
This is my associate Bryan Mills.
Ma'am.
Christina and I were agency newbies together.
- Haven't seen you since, uh... - Moscow, 2000.
And now you're Chief of Station.
Sounds glamorous, but it's mostly political.
So, Christina, what brings you to my neck of the woods?
Uh, we're here under diplomatic cover.
The NI has asked us to help them
with a missing persons case.
But it doesn't touch on CIA equities.
I mean, so far.
But I'll let you know.
Actually, we need to go.
I was hoping for more of a reunion.
- Rain check? - Sure.
Yeah?
So I was able to track the news story
about the senator's ties to Russia.
- And? - And it actually originated from a server in Ukraine.
Controlled by a militant nationalist group called Red Hate.
I've heard of them.
Staunchly anti-Russian.
Yeah, also known for distributing propaganda,
hacking, kidnapping, a little murder.
All right, look.
Look what I pulled off their web site.
Santana, I want you and Mills on the next flight to Ukraine.
You sure this is the right place?
Kilroy tracked the server to this address.
We're being watched.
Let's see if anybody's home.
- Hello? - Mills!
- Anyone there? - Take it easy! Mills!
They won't come to us,
we'll go to them.
What are you doing?
You opted for the full insurance package, right?
Yeah. So?
You got nothing to worry about.
Drop it!
Great plan.
Now, just FYI, I used my personal credit card
to rent that vehicle.
The company will reimburse you.
That's not the point.
You were reckless, and now we're both prisoners.
Well, at least you're inside.
You come here, you attack my home,
you disturb my kitchen.
I said to myself, whoever these two heroes are,
they must have a death wish.
So, any last words?
I hear that Red Hate makes the best salo.
Ah, you have tasted salo.
Many times.
I was in the Ukraine for the first Battle of Mariupol.
My team supported Spetznek Sumiga at Timietzky.
I remember. I was there, too.
Dozens of separatists were killed.
Libiki was a great commander, hmm?
Three separatists were killed,
but 60 were captured.
And it was Zupko who led the unit.
Hardest days came after your team left.
Your hands.
I will never forget the help you gave us, hmm?
I'm Christian.
Bryan.
So, what can I do for you comrade, hmm?
Someone wearing a mask like this
just kidnapped the wife of a US senator.
That mask is a symbol of resistance used by many
in our situation.
You also posted an article online claiming
the same senator had ties with Russia.
Ande.
It's true, but the post came from an outside contributor.
We have many.
I'm gonna need a name.
That just won't be possible.
You see, while I do not condone the kidnappings of Americans,
I must protect the identities of those fighting
on the front lines.
Even if they're sadistic subversives?
You're more than welcome to stay and share our salo.
And horilka, of course.
- We'd be delighted. - Yeah.
So much for being vegan.
I have to thank you for your hospitality.
But unfortunately we have to go.
Ivan, I'm sure our new friends will find a way
to make it up to us, hmm? Right, Bryan?
Of course.
Thank you for this.
What are you doing? You lose something?
You need to be careful.
A lot of personal information on your phone.
You never know who might find it.
What do you want?
I need to know who wrote the article about Senator Warren.
I can't tell you that.
This your wife?
Hilia?
Does she know you're having an affair?
Judging by these texts, it's been going on a while.
- Perhaps I should say something. - No.
- Please. - Give me a name.
You're running out of time.
His name is Serge Ivanavich.
You could do better.
Serge Ivanavich is a Ukrainian activist
who likes to post protest videos to social media.
- What's he doing? - Burning the Russian flag.
Subtle.
How do we know that's our man?
He's been ranting about the senator
since two days before the summit.
Here, look.
"Senator Warren is not our friend.
He is a Moskali dog who deserves to suffer."
It's the same word the kidnappers used.
When was this posted?
The day before the kidnapping.
Looks like he's still posting them.
Yes, but lucky for us, Serge isn't hip to the dangers
of social media tracking, so I was able to map
his whereabouts during his last eight postings.
That's near the alley where Anna was taken.
Posted just minutes after.
15 minutes earlier, he was about a dozen blocks away.
Which means he wasn't following her.
He knew exactly when and where she was gonna be.
So this lunatic kidnapped Anna because I happened
to support the lifting of Russian sanctions?
It appears that way.
But you're close to finding him?
My people are on it.
In the meantime, is it possible that someone
inside your office could be working with the kidnapper?
No, of course not.
My staff are loyal. They've all been vetted.
Your wife was kidnapped in broad daylight
in an alleyway off a busy street.
The person who did this knew her schedule.
They knew when and where to take her.
Christina, I appreciate how good you are at your job.
And I'm sure in your line of work
it's difficult to trust people.
But nobody on my team would ever put Anna in any danger.
Ever.
So, our genius kidnapper used his credit card
to rent a black Mercedes from the airport.
So, how are things with you and, uh, Captain America?
You mean Mills?
We're fine. Why?
No, I just, uh, you know,
he's got a bit of a reputation.
You know, doesn't play well with others.
But from what I've managed to dig up, neither do you, so...
Well, I think I can handle myself.
Oh, I'm sure you can.
Just, you know, SF's a different breed.
You know that during the Cold War,
they used to practice parachuting by strapping
nukes to their, uh, baby makers?
That's fascinating. What is your point?
Yeah, no, it's just guys like Mills are trained
not to see risk, you know?
I hate for you to get caught in the crossfire.
It's like my, uh, my old boss the Dalai Lama used to say.
No, you did not work for the Dalai Lama.
Hmm, nice guy. Likes to fix watches.
You're not gonna believe this.
That he likes to fix watches, no.
Serge just posted.
I have his location.
It's a foreclosed farm house.
Nearest neighbor's a quarter mile away.
Perfect place to stash a hostage.
So...
How do you wanna play it?
Well, I could gun it. Blow through the front door.
Sounds good to me.
I was kidding.
Let's go.
Stop!
Anna Warren?
My name is Bryan Mills.
I'm here to take you home.
You're safe.
What's this? Another protest?
We'll go in the back.
Use the service entrance.
Mitchell.
- Mitchell? - Oh, honey.
I'm so glad you're okay.
What did they do to you?
No, I'm all right.
It is all thanks to this man.
Words cannot express my gratitude.
There's no need.
What's with all the press outside?
Rumors of Anna's kidnapping made the news.
- A leak? - Well, that doesn't matter.
Now that she's back, I'll just release a statement
denying the whole thing.
Oh, Mitchell.
Are you sure you wanna do that?
I am not gonna let the press put you through the ringer.
Oh no, no, no, no, no.
I'm fine.
But if you deny the kidnapping,
you risk tarnishing your reputation as an honest politician.
What do you suggest?
Well, for now, just say no comment.
Let's let the rumors be what they are.
You need to make the summit your number one priority.
The safest course of action
is to fly you both back to the States.
Not until after the reception.
I'm hosting an event tonight here at the hotel.
Everybody from the summit will be there.
It's our last chance to get movement on a peace accord.
It's our whole purpose for being here.
Ma'am, you do realize that the kidnapper is still out there?
Luckily we've got you to protect us.
What happened in Moscow was tragic.
But I hate that our friendship ended up as collateral damage.
It was just easier for me
to cut ties with anyone who knew what had happened.
Scorched earth.
I understand.
I just..
I miss our talks.
It's hard enough being a woman in this business.
It would be nice if I had someone I could trust.
You can still trust me, Brie.
The CIA has a reason to believe
that there's a Russian spy working
in Senator Warren's campaign.
So there is a mole.
We think this person leaked Anna's kidnapping
in an attempt to make the Ukrainians look bad.
And take heat off the senator.
If he's their source, makes sense that the mole
would try to protect him politically.
So what do you want from us?
You have access to the senator's inner circle.
I want you to help us smoke out that mole.
So, outside of Warren, only three people knew
about the kidnapping.
To find the mole, we need to determine
each person's susceptibility to recruitment.
Theo Granger.
Dishonorably discharged from the Army
for striking a senior officer.
Which makes him angry, but not a traitor.
Joined Warren's staff in '06,
but the senator pays him personally.
According to his W2s, he hasn't had a raise in years.
So financially vulnerable.
What about the campaign manager?
Yeah, this guy.
Michael Fortman.
Your classic Ivy League fail upper.
He graduated last in his class at Dartmouth,
but comes from a politically connected family.
He's worked on campaigns on both sides of the aisle.
The last two have been busts.
So he can't afford to lose a third.
Yeah, and he's got, uh, two DUls.
Hmm, so alcohol. Another weakness.
What about her?
Beth Childers.
Warren's assistant, and my personal favorite.
She dated a, uh, an employee at the Russian embassy
fisheries department for two years.
They broke up online, but they're still in touch.
So why is she your favorite?
'Cause she'll date a guy in the fisheries department.
Meaning there's hope for you?
You know, Vera Wang does do cammo.
Any luck nailing down our mole?
Our best guess is one of these three.
You know, a bunch of calls were made to news agencies
from the senator's private office.
You two should go.
We'll update you if we hear anything.
I gotta say, for a woman who just got kidnapped,
she looks amazing.
Check out those heels.
You got a 20 on the campaign manager?
Fortman's at the bar.
That is his third Manhattan, but who's counting?
You, obviously.
Hey, I notice things about people.
Heads up. It's Hart.
The hotel security footage came through.
It's Fortman.
You're coming with me.
I'm not going anywhere.
We know you leaked the story of Anna's kidnapping.
So what if I did?
Look, it wasn't my idea.
There's a lot going on that you don't know about.
I was under orders.
Orders from who?
He's been poisoned.
Call an ambulance.
Excusez moi. Excusez moi.
Michael, stay with me.
Look at me, look at me. Stay with me.
Relax, relax, relax.
Breathe. Michael, breathe.
Give me some room.
Hart's at the hospital.
Campaign manager's in critical condition.
What kind of poison?
It was some kind of neurotoxin.
Doctor says you saved his life.
Charcoal neutralized most of the poison.
Fortman admitted to leaking Anna's kidnapping to the press.
But he said he was under orders.
By who?
Well, maybe we're about to find out.
You got a credit card?
So, what are we looking for?
Anything that might tell us who he's working with.
And voil¨¤.
Well, I don't think that card will open a safe.
You got a crowbar in there?
Something better.
Jet cord.
Don't leave home without it.
Shouldn't take too long to search through this guy's data.
And if there's anything incriminating, we'll find it.
I spoke with Brussels PD.
Two kayakers found the body of our Ukrainian kidnapper
in the Yser river, Serge Ivonovich,
shot in the back of the head.
Professional hit.
Prelim exam suggests the body had been in the water
a minimum of 72 hours.
But that means that he was dead before Anna was taken.
Someone killed Serge and framed him
for Anna's kidnapping.
Yeah, well, it looks like before he died
he sent the campaign manager an E-mail.
What's that?
It's a statement from Earthspring.
The environmental charity?
Yeah, it's a 501, actually,
which means they don't have to disclose their donors.
Why is that important?
Well, 'cause according to this statement,
98% of Earthspring's funding comes from Russian oligarchs.
Earthspring is a big political donor
to Senator Warren's campaign.
So the fake news story about his ties to Russia was true?
Warren's been funneling money to his campaign
through a Russian-backed charity.
And of the two people who knew that,
one is dead and the other is on life support.
It's time to talk to the senator.
Yes, Michael brought this to my attention.
He claimed the author of this article
gave it to him as proof his allegations were true.
So you had no idea that Earthspring was funded
by the Russians?
No.
And frankly, I still find it hard to believe.
Well, someone believed it enough to poison Fortman
and kill a Ukrainian separatist
and frame him for Anna's kidnapping.
But for what possible purpose?
To discredit him and his entire story.
By the way, have you seen the latest poll numbers?
It seems you're back in the lead.
Are you insinuating that I set up my wife's kidnapping
to crush a story?
You ever hear of charm school?
It's a covert program in the '80s
where Russian-born children were adopted
by American families and used as spies.
Where are you going with this?
The CIA has proof that faked intelligence provided
to your office was leaked to the Russians.
And you think I have something to do
with this charm school?
- Ridiculous. - Well, you fit the profile.
Adopted from overseas as a child,
birth records conveniently lost.
Your political position allows you access
to classified secrets.
And there's the Russian money propping up your campaign.
You sold out the country that raised you, Senator.
You're going to jail.
I'm here to offer you a way out.
You can flip sides.
Work with us against the Russians.
You think I'm a spy?
I'm a decorated Marine!
With a career dedicated to serving my country.
How dare you impugn my reputation?
Hospital called.
Fortman's out of danger.
Should regain consciousness soon.
Well, maybe now we'll finally find out what really happened.
Hold it right there.
Step away from that...
You might as well tell us who you are.
'Cause, you know, we're gonna find out soon enough anyway.
And once we find out who you are,
then you're gonna tell us who hired you
to kidnap Anna Warren.
Hey, I got a fingerprint match.
His name is Vladmir Korchinko.
He's former Russian FSB.
Former FSB.
Who do you work for now, Vlad?
He's a private military contractor.
Which we know is a cover for the Kremlin Secret Police.
You're gonna love this.
Our friend Vlad here is a suspected member
of a specialized squad that killed 100 Ukrainian
anti-government protestors back in 2014.
I remember that story.
Shooting unarmed civilians from the safety of a rooftop.
Did you get a medal for that, Vlad?
I think it's time you met some of my other friends.
These guys have come a long way,
so I suggest you be nice.
I've been waiting a long time to meet you.
Vladmir, I'm Christian,
leader of the Red Hate resistance.
I think you heard of us, hmm?
You see, me and my comrades,
we have a pledge.
If we ever find and...
Get our hands on the cowards
who slaughtered our countrymen that day in Kiev...
We will not kill them.
We will make them... suffer.
An hour of terrible pain for every single soul
who died that day.
I'll tell you what you wanna know.
Give us a moment.
So, who ordered you to kidnap Anna Warren?
You don't understand.
Anna was never kidnapped.
What do you mean?
I'm saying you have no idea who you're dealing with.
The person that you think is Anna...
Doesn't exist.
Natalia Likeshenka is the greatest patriot
that Russia has ever produced.
She was sent to America as a child with one goal.
To spy for Russia.
She may seem like she's one of you,
but she's actually one of us.
People like Anna, men tell her things.
But she has everyone fooled.
Her husband, his staff,
their friends, you.
She's ruthless.
She's not gonna let anything stand in her way.
But my failure to kill Fortman has exposed her.
She has no choice but to disappear.
Like a puff of smoke.
- Hello? - It's Mills.
Find Anna.
Don't let her out of your sight.
- What? Why? - Just do it.
Are we square?
Wait. We made the deal?
That's impossible.
I don't negotiate with terrorists.
I was only following orders.
Please.
There you are.
How's Senator Warren?
Still groggy. Physically fine.
One of my team is with him now.
Just got word the bodyguard, Theo,
died on the way to the hospital.
And we still have no idea where Anna might be headed?
I've got more case officers at the airport
and the train station, but considering her skill set,
she's probably already gone.
Taking the secrets of charm school with her.
And the identities of who knows how many deep cover spies.
Gotta admit, I'm impressed.
Fooling a bunch of outsiders is one thing.
How did she manage to hoodwink her own husband?
Well, love is blind.
You always believe the best about the person
sleeping next to you.
Excuse me.
The senator says he's leaving now.
Whatever we forget, we can send for.
I know this is difficult, Senator,
but did Anna ever mention any friends?
Or a favorite city?
Something that might help us find her.
What does it matter?
Everything she ever told me was a lie.
What do I tell my son?
That his stepmother... a woman he came to love
probably more than me... Was a Russian spy...
Who only pretended to care about us?
Senator,
I've spoken to the director.
He says he's going to do everything he can
to help you get through this.
I'm sorry, I have to go.
I feel for the guy.
I don't know how you get over a betrayal like that.
You don't.
First it feels like you're suffocating.
And then you just wanna crawl into a hole and die.
Over time the pain fades.
You just...
Pick up the pieces.
Life goes on.
But you never really...
truly trust again, not like you did before.
Who was he?
Someone I worked with in Moscow.
His betrayal nearly crushed me.
It certainly torpedoed my career
and got my best asset arrested.
Arrested?
Or executed?
Yeah.
You see anything?
Not yet.
Wait. Six o'clock, pink scarf.
My mistake.
Sorry.
It wasn't her.
- They're getting aboard. - She's a pro.
She probably changed her appearance already.
Died her hair.
How are we ever gonna identify her?
They weren't in her closet.
What?
Red shoes. They weren't in her closet.
Champaign.
Seems a little early to be celebrating.
How did you find me?
Dimenhydrinate.
For motion sickness.
Figured someone might be taking a boat ride.
I have a delicate stomach.
Never would have guessed.
So what happens now?
That's up to the CIA.
You've already killed at least three men,
who knows how many others.
My guess is you're going away.
You fool.
All I have to do is scream.
Then scream.
Too much Champaign.
Anna was the strongest woman I ever knew.
So I wasn't surprised when she asked that her illness
be kept private.
And there it is.
Another lie foisted upon the unsuspecting public.
Anna's not dead.
CIA's trading her to the Russians
for two American operatives.
She collapsed on our flight home from Brussels.
Heroic attempts were made to revive her, but...
You know, I feel bad for the kid.
His first mom dies, second mom's a spy.
First mom was murdered, you mean.
Probably poisoned.
That's Anna's signature move.
Needless to say, Brett and I are devastated.
And there are some people who think I should step down.
But Brett and I talked it over.
And we feel the best way to honor Anna's memory
is for me to stay in the race.
Thank you.
I mean, there's proof right there
that the news is just an echo chamber
delivered by an algorithm on social media.
I mean, soon the entire world is gonna be run
by a handful of semi imperial nation states.
Yeah.
You know what I really love about you?
- What's that? - How you always see
- the bright side of things. - Mmm, thanks.
We've been monitoring Brett's phone.
Russian's a little rusty.
What does it say?
"I'm proud of you. Love, A."
What did he text back?
"Miss you."
Seems harmless enough.
Yeah, till it isn't.
How did you know she'd contact him?
Something Warren said,
about how much Brett loved Anna.
So what do we do? Arrest Brett?
We watch.
And we wait.
Eventually the Russians may try to activate him.
Maybe in five years, maybe in ten.
But when they do, we'll be one step ahead.
That's a long time to do nothing.
Welcome to the spy game.