The first 165 lines.
I know it's scary, but you're doing great.
Tomorrow, I'll see you in recovery.
And the best part is, you'll see me too.
Okay.
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Hey, sweetie. How's it going?
It's amazing.
This morning, I had a man who saw his wife
for the first time in 20 years.
He cried so hard, I almost cried.
Oh, yeah?
You sure his were happy tears?
Seriously, this whole experience is incredible.
Thank you for being so understanding.
I'm not that understanding.
In fact, I'm making a list of ways
you're gonna make it up to me when you get back.
No, wait.
Wasn't that our turn?
Excuse me.
Wasn't that our turn?
Everything okay?
Uh...
yeah.
I don't really know what's going on.
Where are you going?
Honey, what's going on?
Kim?
- What's going on? - Oh, my gosh.
Baby!
Can you hear me?
Get off me!
No!
Get off me!
Can you hear me?
Kim!
Kim!
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Let's hear the call.
Wasn't that our turn?
Excuse me.
Wasn't that our turn?
Hannah.
Did you find an apartment around here?
No, I'm renting downtown. Why?
'Cause I live 10 minutes away. I look like this.
You live 20 minutes away, and you look like that.
I have a go bag.
Well, you're not in the field anymore.
You're an analyst, so you can ditch the go bags
and embrace the coffee machines.
Oh, my god.
Oh, my god.
I can't believe she's actually here.
You're still new. You don't know her.
Her only son died in combat ten days ago.
And now there's a crisis.
She'd be here no matter what.
Charlie, you can stop it.
Okay, till we get a team on the ground,
there are two leads that we will follow.
The first is a ransom call when it comes through.
Noah, we may not know who has her,
but we can make them think they've grabbed a Rockefeller.
The second is Kimberly Wells' driver,
who, surprise, surprise, was a last-minute sub.
Now her NGO is claiming that there is no way
of finding out who that mystery man was.
Hannah, you will prove them wrong.
The director wants to send a message that
no attack on an American civilian will be tolerated.
It is up to us to send that message for him.
Let's do it.
Yep.
If you don't adjust your attitude,
we're gonna have a real problem here, all right?
You don't get to just run around here ignoring orders,
urinating wherever you feel like.
You show up here, you follow me around,
You don't want to listen to a word I have to say.
Is that it? Hmm?
Want some?
Of course not.
Deputy director Campbell.
- Hi, Adam. - Good to see you. How you been?
Better.
I have a mission brief coming through
for you on a secure channel.
I need your team wheels up within the hour.
Okay.
It's a personnel recovery of one Dr. Kimberly Wells,
kidnapped by a group of unknown hostiles
outside of Damascus three hours ago.
We have a lead on a driver,
but otherwise it's like she's vanished into thin air.
We've got no other HUMINT or SIGINT,
and not for lack of trying.
I don't have to give you a primer
on the politics of this one.
You'll be going into a non-permissive environment
in a state of civil war.
And into a city where half the population
will shoot you on sight if they figure out who you are.
There'll be no support on this one.
No cavalry.
Right. We are the cavalry.
To experience this incredible adventure.
I miss Josh and obviously...
Damn it, Jaz.
You're like a ninja, you know that?
Yeah. So should you by now.
A challenging one, but I can't imagine
a better place to be right now.
Man, I appreciate the effort,
but when are these bleeding hearts gonna learn
that it's just too dangerous
to try and help people over here, man?
God gave us two hands for a reason, my brother:
One to help ourselves and one to help lift others.
Thank you, Preach.
I got better uses for mine.
- Oh, now. - Were you raised Muslim, Jaz?
I was raised a New Yorker.
Whoops.
Guy we lost,
guy you replaced,
was her best friend.
[keys clacking, indistinct radio chatter]
So these are the final 45 minutes
of pings from Kimberly Wells' cell phone.
We're matching that trail to the trail
of every employee related to the NGO.
Find a match, we find our man.
I'm gonna be sick.
Okay, right here.
Switch it over. Take it down.
Don't forget to blur the edges out.
It's perfect.
Make him a CEO, boost his portfolio.
Richer the victim, the better they treat 'em,
longer they're willing to negotiate.
Got an ID on that driver.
Let's see him.
Nassim Taub.
Married, one son.
No known terrorist affiliations.
Till now. Where is he?
Well, looks like he turned his phone
off an hour after the kidnapping,
but we should be able to get an idea
of where they took her at least.
There's not gonna be a ransom call.
They just drove her into the Al-Nusrah controlled
part of the city.
Al-Nusrah doesn't ransom Americans;
They chop off their heads.
Dalton, you need to find that driver.
Kimberly Wells' lifespan just shrunk from weeks to days.
Now, we're all familiar with the Al-Nusrah front's work,
including a bombing in Istanbul,
the coordinated attacks in the Fedura Market,
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