Jude: I can handle chaos.
Your time in Oakland would suggest otherwise.
Previously on "The Crossing"...
Here's a quick primer -- all these people here
are from the future.
I think it's happened before.
There was an earlier migration.
[ Gunshot ]
[ Gasps ] [ Body thuds ]
I didn't have a choice. She knew who I was.
She knew where we were from.
I'm not gonna tell anyone.
Then maybe you can be of use to us.
Why exactly are they keeping you up at the camp?
It's complicated.
Sophie: Your daughter -- She has Mantle's Disease.
Let me help you create the treatment,
and then I can take it back to Leah.
[ Gasps ]
Your mom needs you to fight.
Jude: Martin. Look, I know it's been a while,
but I need some legal advice.
Didn't you learn anything from the Doucette case?
Put your family first this time.
[ Siren wails in distance ]
♪♪
Bosco Monroe.
Wanted on two counts of possession with intent.
We supposed to know this guy? I've never seen him before.
That's 'cause he just blew in from L.A.
Got a C.I. says he's crashing here.
You and Cory take the front. We'll take the back.
Let's go.
How much you want to bet Sarge gets a kickback
on this bust from a rival dealer?
You're kidding, right?
Yeah, yeah, breaking balls.
Don't do scissors. Don't do rock.
You always do scissors. That's so cute.
You're up.
[ Gate creaks ]
♪♪
[ Pounds on door ]
Oakland PD! Is that a hollow-core door?
This neighborhood's not known for its quality materials.
Hey, Cory, I don't know about --
[ Gunshot ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Gunshots ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Indistinct shouting ] [ Gunshots ]
Central, this is 184 Alpha!
I need a bus!
9-85!
Repeat -- 9-85!
82nd and MacArthur!
I need a bus now!
Hey, Cory, Cory, Cory, stay with me, bud.
[ Sirens wail in distance ] Hey, bud, come on.
Hang in there.
Nestor: Jude... Just stay with me, buddy.
Jude...
Jude?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm here.
Any idea how long this trip of yours is gonna take?
[ Sighs ] Depends on what I find out.
A-And you really think that this guy can help, huh?
I mean, it's... not exactly like the Feds
have been our friends lately.
Look, Emma said that she thought that there were people
at a high level covering up this early migration.
If that's true, then we need high-level access,
and Martin's got it.
And you really trust this guy, huh?
Yeah.
I mean, he's the only one I trusted...
the last time.
How'd that work out?
Uh, look, I-I'll check in later.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
[ Breathes deeply ]
[ Tongue clicks ]
Rebecca: So, you're saying that Leah is completely healed.
It looks that way.
Her fever's gone, her vitals are strong,
and she's eating again.
Well, if she's not contagious, I mean,
she can come back here with us. Not just yet.
I've arranged to have her taken to a hospital in Portland
for a full work-up, and after she's cleared,
then she can come back.
How did you do it?
Her body's created a very strong immune response.
It wasn't me, it was her. She beat it.
No one beats Mantle's.
She's here, isn't she.
Who?
Leah's mother.
You said she treated her before. I'm sorry.
I really can't discuss the particulars of her treatment.
The important thing, Rebecca, is that she's going to be okay.
Whatever you think you know, whatever you saw...
you can't trust them.
Apex.
♪♪
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Metal clanking ]
[ Jackhammering ]
♪♪
I need to talk to Agent Ren right now.
She's not here. You can talk to me.
We were led to believe that we'd be getting out of here soon.
You are. Then why is there a fence going up?
Is it to keep people from coming in or going out?
It's for your protection.
Caleb, there's nothing to worry about.
A secure perimeter is standard procedure.
Are we gonna have a problem?
No.
No problem.
[ Indistinct chatter ]
Cory: How much you want to bet Sarge gets a kickback
on this bust from a rival dealer?
Cory found out about Doucette's little trafficking ring,
so Doucette set up a fake bust to get rid of Cory.
Shane Doucette is a decorated veteran.
Mm-hmm.
Commendations from the Neighborhood Watch
to the State Assembly.
He's also your commanding officer. Yeah, good for him.
It doesn't change the fact that it was a setup.
Look, Doucette wanted to keep Cory quiet.
He issued a bogus warrant,
hired a disposable junkie to do the hit,
and then he pumped eight rounds into him at the scene
to close the loop.
There's strong indications that Doucette's unit's
running something out of Eastmont.
Jude found evidence Cory was compiling against him
before his murder -- forged reports,
transfer receipts, and surveillance
of more than one shakedown.
Why would they be that sloppy?
Because they've been getting away with it for so long.
It's -- It's a good case, sir.
We just need someone like Jude to step forward.
I'm not in the business of dissuading officers
from testifying, but I need you to know,
if we move on this, word will eventually get out,
and it'll pull most of the force down on you.
Sergeant Doucette in particular.
[ Sighs ]
Look...
my partner was murdered,
a murder arranged by another cop.
If anybody's got a problem with me seeking justice for Cory,
they can go to hell.
[ Door opens, door bell jingles ]
You're switching seats on me, man. Martin.
No, same table, man.
[ Both laugh ]
Jude, Jude, Jude...
Thank you.
Do you know why the universe is kind
and there's hope for us all?
Tell me.
They still have country-fried steak
with biscuits and gravy on this menu.
That's why. [ Laughs ]
You look good, Jude.
Small-town life. Mm-hmm.
Kicking pain pills probably didn't hurt, either.
So, over the phone, you said you're still dealing
with the fallout from that shipwreck up there?
Yeah.
Yeah, I've been working with a DHS agent
by the name of Emma Ren.
She's gone missing.
And I think her superior had something to do with it.
Her superior? Yeah.
Guy by the name of Lindauer.
The Deputy Under Secretary?
DHS is holding a group of people
against their will in a camp outside my town.
Emma didn't like it.
Lindauer wanted her gone.
First of all, I'm with the U.S. Attorney's Office now.
Exactly. You can help me build a case.
I'm telling you this as a friend --
don't jump into a volcano again.
Martin, there's a federal agent missing
and a group of Americans being detained
against their will by the U.S. government,
a government that you and I both represent.
I've got a major trial about to kick off.
All I can do is send up a couple of flares,
see if anyone's heard anything,
see if we can start putting something together.
I'll take it.
Right now, I'm trying to determine if you are
the bravest man I know or the stupidest.
I ask myself that all the time.
[ Chuckles ]
[ "Ruby Tuesday" plays on cellphone ]
Marshall: ♪ When the sun is bright ♪
♪ Or in the darkest night ♪
♪ No one knows ♪
♪ She comes and goes ♪
[ Chuckles ]
♪ Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday ♪
♪ Who could hang a name on you? ♪
♪ When you change with every new day ♪
♪ Still I'm gonna miss you ♪
[ Chuckles ]
Wow. So that's...
The Stones.
Right.
You're really good.
Do you play any other instruments?
A little piano. My mom taught me.
She always wanted there to be music in the house.
Can you teach me?
Yeah, sure.
If I ever get to see you again.
So, um, how do we make that happen?
[ Knock on door, door opens ]
Hey.
I need to talk to him.
Marshall.
Is there anything in your media about us?
No.
What about people in town? Do they know?
Most people think you guys came off
a Russian research vessel
that shipwrecked off the coast.
Caleb, did something happen up there?
Yeah, there's a lot more security.
Fences, guards.
-Let me talk to him! -Hey, hey, hey!
Caleb. Gabe here.
It's a cover-up. Gabe?
No, he's good. He's a friend.
No question.
We can help, but we need evidence.
What kind of evidence?
Photos. We have to expose this to the public.
Send us something, anything.
He's right. You can use the phone.
Give me about an hour.
I'll be back. [ Cellphone beeps ]
South perimeter's got weak spots.
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
♪♪
Man, people are gonna freak.
♪♪
[ Exhales sharply ] Gut-check time.
We're about to bitch-slap Homeland Security,
and they ain't gonna like it.
[ Sighs ] So?
So, if we do this, we're in it.
Deep. Is she worth it?
♪♪
[ Both exhale deeply ]
♪♪
That's impossible.
♪♪
[ Brakes squeal ]
[ Gasps ]
Did anyone follow you?
No.
You said you had photos.
Yes. [ Cellphone beeps ]
She looks good.
Can you move her?
I'm sending her up to Portland General this afternoon.
3:00. Any guards?
Just me.
And if I should happen to go outside for a walk
and find her gone when I get back...
I should hope she was in good hands.
Helping me puts you in danger.
Why are you doing this?
Maybe I wish my mom fought as hard for me
as you've fought for Leah.
Have you ever healed anyone else with your stem cells?
Just Leah.
Portland General.
Call me when you get there.
[ Engine starts ]
♪♪
[ Chuckles ]
[ Laptop chimes ]
♪♪
We have reason to believe that a camera phone
has made its way onto the premises.
Now, as you all know, communication devices
are not permitted inside the camp.
These are Homeland Security regulations
that my team and I are required to enforce.
So if anyone knows anything, if you've seen
an unauthorized person with a phone
or have the phone in your possession,
please come to us, no questions asked.
♪♪
[ Knock on door ]
[ Door creaks ]
Something going on?
We're conducting a search.
Oh. So this isn't a social visit.
I'm afraid not.
I have to search the cabin.
What are you looking for?
Contraband. A phone.
Oh.
What happens if you're caught with one?
Do you lock us up?
Like we're criminals?
I don't make the rules, Hannah.
Right.
So what now, pat down?
A strip search? Should I take my clothes off?
Don't do that.
Don't act like you haven't been keeping things from me.
♪♪
Sorry.
[ Door opens ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Birds singing ]
[ Metal ringing ]
Hello, Kurt.
What are you doing here?
I need your help.
I tried to help you before, and you vanished.
Where'd you go?
What have you been doing since we pulled you out of the water?
It's better that you don't know.
I need documents, passports.
And what makes you think I can help you with that?
[ Speaking Russian ]
That's in the past.
I do know one guy.
But you're gonna need money, a lot of it.
That won't be a problem.
[ Knock on door ]
Hey, hi.
Hi.
Come on in.
Thank you.
Wait. You redecorated.
Yeah. Little bit. Just ready for a new look.
Ah. Help sell the place, too.
Mm-hmm.
Ollie, your dad's here!
When were you thinking on doing that, the move?
You know, the plan was that you and Oliver
would be in Portland already.
I know, Jude.
Just, uh, wondering.
So, um, what's this case you're on?
Uh...
Missing persons.
Connected to a couple other things.
Well, I'd tell you to be careful.
But I've told you that before and you didn't listen, so...
I should've.
Hey, baby. Hey.
So, uh...is, uh...Oliver in bed?
Mm-hmm. About an hour ago.
An hour ago? Yep.
Really?
Don't move.
♪♪
Jude...
Hmm?
How did it go today?
It's a go.
The investigation?
Yeah, I go in tomorrow to give my statement.
Okay.
Do other cops know that you're testifying?
Like our friends?
Well, I hope not.
There's a chance?
Yeah, there's always a chance.
Okay. And then, would we be safe?
Of course.
Look, I love that you're an optimist,
but can you please just tell me what we might be looking at?
As a family?
We'll be looking at doing the right thing.
[ Pills rattle ]
Cory was killed right in front of me.
Another like 6 inches,
and then it would've been me.
Doctor said one every 12 hours.
How many is that today?
Um...
I got shot.
And it hurts.
[ Footsteps ]
Dad! Oh, dude!
Oh!
How you doing? Good.
You ready? Yeah.
Let's do it. Bye, Mom.
Okay. Have fun.
All right, here's what I was thinking...
♪♪
[ Speaking Russian ]
Where you from?
Does it matter?
She doesn't look right to me, Kurt.
I have money.
Where'd you get it?
The bank.
[ Laughter ]
Bank. That's good.
And you wouldn't happen to be a cop, right?
I don't have time for this.
What's the -- [ Grunting ]
Open it.
♪♪
Where did you get that?
I told you.
What in the world?
[ Radio chatter ]
That can't be good.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
So, did you hear anything from Marshall?
No.
The way the guards talk, the Internet seems to be
people's sole preoccupation, so it should spread fast.
What?
Well, maybe a fence isn't such a bad thing
if it can protect us from Apex.
I mean, what if she comes for her?
[ Cellphone vibrating ]
[ Coughing ]
You okay?
[ Coughing continues ]
Yeah. [ Coughs ]
All right.
♪♪
Do you know how many goals Ronaldo scored
in Champions League?
Uh, 36,000? No.
Hey, shoes off.
94.
That's 11 goals ahead of Messi.
Yeah, well, Messi's played less games.
He'll catch him. Hey.
Go wash up.
So, uh...Oliver said that you signed him up for soccer.
That seems like an odd thing to do to him
if you're gonna be moving soon.
Unless you're not moving soon.
♪♪
I met someone.
I'm not trying to keep you from your son, Jude.
This is the first time in three years...
that I've been -- I've been happy.
And Oliver's happy. He has friends here.
He has school.
I moved...
to another state to take the heat off
so that you and Oliver would be safe from threats --
And now those threats are gone,
so why should we just uproot our lives?
Because that's what we agreed to!
You want to know the truth, Jude?
The real threat wasn't Shane Doucette.
It was you.
Hey, baby.
Hi, baby.
He's supposed to only call me that at work.
[ Chuckles ]
What's going on, Sergeant?
My wife made an extra casserole.
Quaint, huh?
Thought I'd do the brotherly thing and bring you some,
see how your arm's doing.
That's nice.
Like I was telling Amy...
we're all here for you.
The entire unit.
You need anything, just ask.
'Cause family looks out for one another, right?
We are family...
aren't we, Jude?
Yeah. Of course.
Enjoy the casserole.
♪♪
Jude...
It's okay.
No, it's not.
I'll call my guy at Internal Affairs
and tell him what just happened.
[ Sighs ]
I knew Cory.
He was my friend, too.
He wouldn't want this for us, Jude.
What are you talking about?
He wouldn't want you and me
and our son to feel unsafe.
Are you telling me I should drop the case?
This isn't just about Cory.
This is about every honest cop out there.
Huh? Well, okay. What do you want me to do?
Stick my head in the sand?
And -- And let Doucette and the rest of his crew
keep chopping down this city?
Okay, what happens to the next guy
who goes up against them like Cory did?
You're that next guy.
Don't you understand?
I'm not gonna hide from this.
Then I'm taking Oliver. We're gonna go stay with my mom.
Oh, please, Amy, geez.
It's your family or this case.
Say hi to your mom.
[ Cellphone ringing ]
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Yeah. Martin: Good news.
I got a guy from Justice who wants to talk.
Says he might have something for you.
You got a pen?
Yeah.
[ Birds singing ]
Dr. Forbin, thank you for coming.
I hope it wasn't an inconvenience.
No, not at all.
They call this a cortado.
It's Spanish. Wonderful. You want one?
No, thank you. Caffeine and I don't really mix.
You've done amazing work.
Clearing the camp of that contagion.
That little girl owes you her life.
Well, she's stronger than she looks.
I'm not a scientist, so there's, uh --
it's probably not worth me asking,
but how did you treat her?
Well, thanks to Agent Ren and your staff,
Leah was isolated immediately.
I then used a combination of potent,
broad-spectrum antivirals.
That seemed to do the trick.
Well, I'd like to thank you for your service.
And if there's ever anything the Department can do
to return the favor, do let me know.
Sir, there's more to be done --
Leah's follow-up, research that could be benef--
That is one area where I'm sorry to say I can't be of help.
Your research all belongs to the government now,
and your services are no longer required.
I'm sure you understand.
♪♪
[ Radio chatter ]
Name? Sophie Forbin. I work here.
My lab is here. I have to get to my research.
I'm sorry, ma'am. You're listed here as restricted.
No access. Well, I was just here this morning.
If I could just get inside, five minutes --
I can't allow it, ma'am. Damn it, just listen to m--
[ Groans ]
Are you okay?
♪♪
[ Cellphone vibrating ]
Yeah? Caleb, i-it's me.
Is everything all right on your end?
No. They're doing spot checks for phones.
Pictures must have got the attention of DHS,
'cause they're spinning the entire story,
changing it, calling it a hoax.
What does that mean? What are they saying?
Caleb.
Give me the phone.
Marshall: Hello?
Caleb?
Hello?
Where'd you get it? From a guard?
I'll answer your questions after you answer mine.
Why are we being fenced in and hidden away?
You're being protected, not hidden.
Then why can't I have a phone?
Why can't we talk to people?
Those are our rules.
[ Crowd murmuring ]
Take the phone.
Roy, the phone, now!
♪♪
Let the man talk.
Listen, we've done everything you've asked of us.
And Agent Ren, she assured us
that we were on a path to citizenship.
Now she's gone, and walls are going up.
It's not what you think.
Look, this is not a prison.
You make promises,
but you don't have the power to keep them.
You're just another one of their lapdogs.
You want to be a good dog?
Here.
Go fetch.
♪♪
Fall back.
Everything's fine, folks.
-It's okay, it's okay. -Just go about your day.
You can go back to your cabins.
It's fine.
♪♪
[ Fence creaks ]
♪♪
[ Elevator bell dings ] Jude: Is that a hollow-core?
♪♪
[ Elevator bell dings ]
I don't know about this.
♪♪
[ Elevator door closes ]
♪♪
[ Birds singing ]
[ Toy squeaks ] [ Cellphone vibrating ]
Is she there? Sophie: No.
Something happened. They cut me off.
I couldn't get into the camp,
I couldn't get to Leah.
Reece --
It's okay.
I should've known it'd go like this.
Reece, where are you? I'll come to you.
I need to see you.
I got to go. Reece, please.
What your cells did for Leah, it was miraculous.
I know -- I know I don't have a right to ask,
but if I could just get another sample...
I told you -- no blood, no organic materials.
You're a cure, Reece.
You're the answer to every illness, every human defect.
I mean, do you have any idea how many lives you could save?
Not 50 years from now, not 200, today.
I'm not here to save anyone else's life.
I just want Leah.
You could save my life.
I'm sorry. [ Cellphone beeps ]
[ Grunts ]
♪♪
[ Grunting ]
[ Gasping ]
♪♪
[ Horn honking ]
[ Metal crunches ]
[ Honking continues ]
[ Elevator bell dings ]
Just don't say it.
I'm sorry, Jude. No indictment.
Someone is protecting him.
Maybe next time, huh, brother?
Yeah, maybe. All right, you be good.
Yeah, hey.
-Unh! -Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Stop it! Hey, man!
Next time!
It's not worth it! Stop.
Okay. Sorry.
We can appeal. Let's appeal, okay?
No, we can't, we can't. He made a deal.
We lost, Jude.
It's over.
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Door bell jingles ]
You blew off the meeting.
Something...
just didn't feel right.
All I did was run information up the chain.
In the meantime, I did some checking into Lindauer.
He's some sort of prodigy.
Scary smart.
He only joined DHS nine years ago,
and that is an awfully fast track.
Former systems geek.
Threat assessment, emergency preparedness.
Apparently, he has a real knack for "predictive modeling."
They say that he could spotlight issues
almost before anyone else knew they were issues,
almost like he could --
Tell the future.
Exactly.
And this...
is where we say goodbye, Jude.
Take care of yourself, though.
I hope I never see you again.
[ Both laugh ]
Thank you.
[ Door opens, door bell jingles ]
[ Cellphone vibrating ]
Hello?
Sheriff Ellis? Craig Lindauer.
I understand you've been asking questions about me.
A few.
I wish you would've just come to me first.
Well, let's just say that your department
has been less than inviting.
Why don't you give me a chance to remedy that?
I can come to you.
♪♪
Batton Inlet Bridge, 10:00.
Okay.
I'll see you there.
♪♪
[ Monitors beeping ]
[ Inhales sharply ]
♪♪
[ Door opens, closes ]
Sophie.
I'm afraid I don't have good news.
I know.
I can see.
♪♪
[ Drawer opens ]
[ Drawer closes ]
[ Gasps ]
What is it?
Something wrong with the documents?
I need something else.
♪♪
[ Bag zips ]
♪♪
[ Insects chirping ]
♪♪
[ Cork pops ]
[ Knock on door ]
[ Sighs ]
♪♪
Hey. You got a sec?
Yeah, sure. Come -- Come on in.
I admire the way you handled yourself today.
We all did.
Except none of that would've happened
if you didn't sell me out.
Me? [ Scoffs ]
Y-You think I said something?
Oh, I know you did.
As sure as I know that's alcohol on your breath.
What I don't know is why.
So what? You, um -- You came here to torture me?
Is that it?
You know, back home, each man in our unit,
they developed their own method for flushing out rats.
Me?
I always looked for two things.
And when I confirm those things, then I torture.
Come on, man. [ Chuckles ]
This is crazy.
You come here in the middle of the night to accuse me?
Who the hell do you think you are?
It wasn't me.
One. Snitches tend to get defensive when they are accused.
Because I didn't do it!
You want a rat, why -- why --
why don't you go ask that guy Paul?
I've seen him hanging around the camp.
He's schmoozing all the agents.
Yeah, two -- they deflect blame.
Point at others to save themselves.
Okay, I did it! I did it! I did it!
I've been giving information to a guard.
He told me the phone was a serious thing.
I didn't -- Well, I didn't want that to jeopardize
my chances of getting out again.
Don't -- Don't hurt me.
You know what?
All right. Tell you what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna make you a deal.
But you got to keep this quiet, okay?
Because you're right.
We don't want to jeopardize our chances here, right?
Yes! Exactly. Thank you.
So, here's the deal --
I agree not to kill you...
and you agree not to tell anyone who did this.
Did what?
[ Bone cracks ] Aah! Aah!
Shh!
[ Muffled screaming ]
[ Groans ]
♪♪
[ Siren chirps ]
[ Radio chatter ]
License and registration.
I'm a government agent with Homeland Security.
License and registration, sir.
I don't have it with me.
I'm happy to show you my credentials.
Keep your hands where I can see them, please.
So, your driving was, uh, a little erratic back there.
You weren't texting, were you?
No, I wasn't texting.
[ Knock on window ]
[ Whistles ] [ Window motor whirring ]
This is a nice car.
And you know what?
I-I'll bet in like...
180 years, they're still driving Caddies.
Sheriff Ellis, I presume.
Nice putting a face to the name, huh?
Lindauer.
You smell that, Deputy?
I do. Alcohol.
Yeah. How 'bout that?
Ask you to step out of the vehicle, sir.
[ Car door dinging ]
We need to search your vehicle.
Okay.
How's about we keep those hands where I can see them, okay?
Right up here.
[ Car door closes ]
Oh.
Look what I found.
With the, uh, serial number shaved off.
I procured it in the course of an investigation.
I just haven't had a chance to voucher it yet.
I don't buy it. Me neither.
Hands behind your back, sir.
Hands behind your back now.
[ Handcuffs clicking ]
This really the play you want to make, Sheriff?
Get your ass in the car.
Let's go.
♪♪