Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[cell phone chiming]

Tell me where you are. I'll have Peter pick you up.

Someone accosted Badger at a bar.

Well, what, you're not?

Omar Zadar, the leader of the PIF,

I told her we were newlyweds from Houston,

What do you mean?

Please tell me this isn't how you see yourself.

My orders are to protect you with my life, and I will do that.

Seems like a pretty clear choice to me.

Go for Jenkins.

By the way, I'm going out with Izze and Daphne tonight.

and there are no more showings for the rest of the week.

I heard a door jingle.

Then explain this.

- There's gotta be another way. - We need NSA-level shit.

are known simply as night agents.

In the wild, sure, bear, lion, majestic, powerful, all that shit,

- How could you tell? - I'll keep the coffee coming.

I... I don't live here. I'm just-- I'm passing through.

The FBI is investigating, but, yes, it seems that way.

which I was praying to find on that hard drive.

You'd be working in the White House, close to the real decision-makers.

including once when I was sitting here speaking to Rose.

And if you're wrong about her?

We could be happy here...

Appreciate you meeting me here.

- What? - I found this on the air gap.

but I wanna help you.

No, I think I should be by the phone.

- [suspenseful music playing] - [door closing]

Yeah, I got it.

I don't think so.

huge walk-in closets...

[indistinct chatter]

Yeah, a, uh, uh, meetup spot. Sure. Where?

What I would give for a little tedious fieldwork right about now.

I also know it's not safe for you out there by yourself.

[sighing] It'll be the biggest federal investigation since JFK,

Swap out the SIM card on my phone.

Sounded like a diner or something.