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LINCOLN: Don't you have a job or something?
SUCRE: Yeah, on a freelance cargo ship.
We go to Hong Kong, Spain,
Buenos Aires, basically wherever the boss tells us.
Corrupt son of a bitch.
LINCOLN: We've awoken something, something people are trying to
hide about Michael.
Who the hell is this Poseidon guy?
MICHAEL: A psychopath.
A frustrated policy wonk
in the CIA who created a cell
within the CIA called 21-Void.
And they needed my help
breaking out people in prison
all over the world.
Before he was killed,
Kellerman had been looking into 21-Void.
I need you to look into the possibility
that there was an insider involved.
I wasn't expecting a call at this hour.
I think we need to meet soon.
I was looking for where the man went.
What man, baby?
The man that gave me this.
Michael.
What are you into?
Just tell us where you're headed.
300 miles across the desert, Phaeacia.
Autonomous zone. No ISIL.
I can lead you there.
WHIP: Phaeacia, we found it! (children yelling)
(Michael yells)
(screams)
CYCLOPS: Back in the city, I told you you would die.
LINCOLN: Michael.
(whispering): He poisoned me.
It's incredible how good you've gotten at drawing, Mike.
Really, that's...
that's so good.
It's a Greek hero.
He looks hurt.
They all get hurt sooner or later.
That's what's great about Greek heroes,
they're real, not supermen.
They get hurt.
They can die.
Hey, I'm sorry, buddy, last little bit.
I got to keep it clean, you know?
It's looking much better though, okay?
You're doing good. You just hang in there, buddy.
How we doing?
Got something.
Our friend over there has a boat.
He's making a smuggling run to Greece.
He says he can take your brother to a first world doctor.
First world thinks he's Kaniel Outis.
They'll arrest him on sight.
So?
What's the alternative, let him die?
What kind of a brother are you?
You say something like that again,
I swear to God, I'll kill you.
There might be a third option.
SARA: So how was your first day back?
(sighs)
I have to say, it's never been so rewarding
to teach game theory to the tops
of a bunch of 18-year-olds' heads
while they're busy sexting each other.
Ew.
(laughing): Ew!
But...
normalcy's threatening to come back,
and I say cheers to that.
Cheers to that.
(ring clinks on glass)
Come on, let's sit outside.
(phone ringing)
I'll be right there.
Hello?
LINCOLN: We found Michael.
Is he our Michael?
Yes, Sara.
(soft chuckle)
Sara, listen, he's been poisoned.
We think it's antifreeze.
He's lost a lot of blood.
He needs a lot of blood.
Okay.
He needs a lot of things if it's antifreeze.
Listen, uh,
we're heading to Greece.
Is there any way we can get some medical help off the books?
No, no, no, no, no, this isn't the kind of thing
that you want to do off the books.
Listen, Lincoln, he's gonna need a transfusion.
Michael's B negative, okay?
It's maybe one percent of the population with that blood type.
You won't find it where you're going,
and he won't make it while you look.
Unless it comes to you.
I'll call you back.
Hey, what's going on?
I, uh...
I got to go.
You got to go?
(both chuckle) Go where?
To Crete.
Michael, um,
they found him.
He's alive.
He's poisoned.
Michael? Your ex, Michael?
Yeah.
Wait, hold on a second,
he really is alive?
He contacted you just now?
Yeah, and, uh, and he needs help,
and I think I'm the only one that can help him.
Um...
yeah, I can get there faster on a plane than they can on a boat.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, Sara?
Y-You don't owe him that.
Y-You don't know what you'd be walking into; it's not safe.
I'll be fine. I don't have a choice.
(stammering): I...
This has been a hell of a week.
Okay, look, I know you've got a million questions,
just like I do, okay?
I can't look my son in the eye
and tell him that I let his father die
when I could've tried to save him.
A father he's never met.
I can't do that.
And if I told you not to go?
"If's" a big word in that sentence.
Jacob, are you telling me not to go?
No.
No, of course not.
Okay.
(laughing)
Should've left her out of this, Linc.
Shut up. You're about to see the wife you haven't seen
in seven years.
I got you, I got you. JA: Cast off.
You're ready.
What do you mean?
Been locked up for longer than I can remember.
Before Ogygia, it was my apartment, my head
and my phone.
Walls all around me.
Couldn't see the world.
(children laughing and speaking foreign language)
I like it here.
No walls.
Freedom, like I haven't had in a long time.
I can start over.
And unless you say you need me,
I'd like to stay.
You're a free man, Ja.
The choice is yours.
I owe you my life.
You gave me back the world.
Get him healthy. Get safe.
Yeah, I will.
See you.
Hey, hey, hey.
I got to know,
you really got Freddie Mercury's ashes?
Is it true Keith Richard snorted his dead father's ashes?
I don't know.
Exactly.
Keep alive.
You too, man.
(boat engine starts)
Linc,
how far is it to Greece?
12 hours.
Sara's gonna be there in 12.
I don't think I have 12 hours in me.
(coughing and retching)
VAN GOGH: I was right, we got problems.
Apparently, State Department is asking questions about 21-Void
after our visit to NSA yesterday.
They have no viable information.
21-Void doesn't exist.
Poseidon will clean house.
The problem's not going away.
That State Department agent wants to meet
as soon as we land.
Chania, please?
Thank you.
(phone vibrates)
It is safe here.
I use when I come.
LINCOLN: You got any food for him?
Come, it's in the boat.
Great, thank you.
Keep his spirits up.
All right, man.
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