Previously on "Missing"...
Michael moved out of his dorm two weeks ago,
and nobody knows where he's went.
Something's happened to my son.
You were right. They won't hurt you.
You are CIA. What do you want?
I am not CIA. I'm Becca Winstone,
and I'm looking for my son.
Rebecca Winstone... active 1989 to 2001.
Husband... Paul Winstone, K.I.A. August 2001.
Paul was working for a rogue group
of ex-intelligence officers.
The man I was married to is not a criminal.
Paul.
But everyone here is very interested
in the re-emergence of Paul Winstone.
Where has he been the last ten years?
There's a good chance my husband has my son.
Michael!
Mom! Help me!
Mom!
Help me!
Michael?
Michael.
Michael?
Paul?
(Indistinct conversations
Checking stuttgart now.
Do you have confirmation yet?
Becca. Hey, girl.
I'm just checking in. Is this a bad time?
No.
Any news on Michael?
We have some leads.
I get it. Top secret.
Well, I know you have well-trained spies
at your beck and call, but gosh, I wish there was
something I could do.
You can tell me about home.
I'm starting to forget what it's like.
Well, the tulips are amazing this year.
Your next-door-neighbor's kid
is smoking joints in your backyard again.
Reprobate.
And...
Phil's been calling me.
Really?
Yeah. He showed up last week,
begging for another chance.
Like I could trust him again.
I mean, he walked out on our marriage
for an updo in a push-up bra.
He lied to me.
It kinda makes you wonder what else is a lie, huh?
I know.
I know. I know I should tell... tell him to go...
straight to hell, but...
Part of me just remembers the man I fell in love with.
It's pathetic, right?
Of course not. Okay.
Paul Winstone...
company operative for 15 years... Hey, mare. I gotta go.
Be careful. Promise me.
Yeah.
...before being believed killed in action in 2001.
We now know... very much alive.
We believe he began to go rogue
while stationed in Prague with his family 12 years ago.
Since then, he's most likely
working with former intel officers.
They've been linked to recent criminal activity in Paris,
Ravello, and the abduction of his own son...
Michael Winstone, 18.
We are dealing with a trained and calculating adversary,
as evidenced by his ability
to maintain deep cover,
undetected by this agency or his family.
Maybe he just wanted to get away from his wife.
Finding Paul Winstone is priority one.
What am I speaking, sanskrit? You know the drill.
This case is classified. I'm sorry.
You can't be here.
If finding Paul is priority number one,
what is the priority on finding my son?
Violet will take you to your hotel.
Violet can go to hell.
We can't just let her go.
We should send her to Langley or at least detain her.
Shh. Shh. Just think it through, okay?
If Becca is working with Paul,
locking her up is the last thing we need to do.
You think she knows something?
I don't know if she doesn't. Tail her.
See who contacts her.
Tell me everything she does.
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It's Insulin.
Let me help you.
You can talk me through it.
Pinch the skin.
Hold the syringe at 90 degrees
and push the needle all the way in.
Thank you.
If I knew they were gonna hurt you,
I would've never tried to escape.
Please believe that.
I do.
How'd you wind up here?
Don't ask me about that.
Oksana, please.
I want to know.
I was going to be a model.
That's what I thought.
I went from my home in Lugansk to a contest in Odessa.
I did well.
Only five girls were chosen. I was one of them.
My mother was so proud.
By the time I realized what was happening, it was too late.
All I could think was why me?
I asked it a million times.
In the back of their trucks... why me?
In the tiny hiding places in the dirty walls
with a dozen other terrified girls... why me?
In the rooms where they...
after a while, I stopped asking.
It doesn't matter why me.
It just is me.
Anyway, I was going to be a model.
Get up.
What'd I do?
What are you doing?
Okay. Okay. Okay. What? What? Stand still.
What are you doing?
It means they are going to move you.
Maybe tomorrow, maybe the next day.
Papa! Papa!
Garcon?
You look like hell.
Please, don't hold back.
You haven't slept.
They questioned me all night.
"Why did your husband go rogue?"
"Why'd your husband take your son?"
"Why did your husband go missing?"
I thought I knew Paul better than anyone.
I'm sorry.
You said you had something.
Yeah.
Okay, look.
Paul has an account in Prague
which has been inactive for ten years,
but yesterday, someone made a deposit into it.
I pulled bank footage and found this.
That could be anybody.
You know Paul would never let himself be spotted that easily.
Yeah, you're right.
That's his signal.
He wants me to see that.
We should tell Dax.
Absolutely not. He's already trying to cut me out.
So what do you want to do?
Sir?
Becca Winstone is on her way to Prague.
Giancarlo Rossi, Interpol.
We're here to inquire about one of your clients.
We have his account number.
I'm afraid we do not disclose any information
on our clientele.
The man in question is a fugitive.
I have a red notice for his arrest.
I assure you whoever you are looking for
is not in this building.
It's my husband's account.
Please.
If your husband meant for you to have access,
your thumbprint would be on file.
Please.
Forgive me, Mrs. Medved.
The cash account has been inactive for years,
but yesterday, your husband made a deposit of 1,115 Euros.
What other information do you have?
Well, there's a safety deposit box attached to the account.
Follow me, please, Mrs. Medved.
Let's see...
Box.... 171.
Here we are.
I don't have my key.
We don't use keys. It's electronic.
All we require is a thumbprint.
Actually...
I'm sorry.
This box requires three thumbprints.
The deposit amount... 1,115 Euros...
it means something. 11-15 is our wedding anniversary.
He wants you to find the safety deposit box.
It can't be opened
without the prints of all three account holders...
Milos, Beta, and Pavel Medved...
cover names for Paul and me...
And Michael.
He's reaching out.
We had a system
for communicating off-channel in any city.
We'd leave each other a mark at the largest clock tower.
What does it mean?
It means he wants to see me.
Alone.
Becca, it's obviously a trap. I'm coming as backup.
You can't. He won't come out unless I'm by myself.
That's it, isn't it? What?
You want to see Paul alone.
You are clinging to some desperate hope he's innocent.
Of course I am.
He's not the man you remember, Becca.
You have to think rationally. You're blinded by your feelings.
I could say the same thing about you.
You know, I haven't even been in Prague
since my family was stationed here when Michael was little.
Yeah. I remember.
I used to be very envious of Paul then.
He had everything I wanted.
What would make a man throw it all away?
I'm sorry.
How long have you known?
A few months.
I ended it.
I know.
I want to be angry at you...
But I'm just as much to blame as you are.
I promised I'd be there for you and Michael...
And I haven't been, not for a while.
Being apart, lying to the world and each other...
That's what we do for a living.
We've become strangers.
Remember when this was all we ever wanted?
A place where no one could find us?
Huh?
Where we could be together and raise our family.
We can still have that someday.
Why can't that someday be now, huh?
Are you talking about quitting?
Why not?
Mom.
Dad. I want to go to the carnival.
You guys promised.
Banka Vysehrad is a black bank used by organized crime
and shell companies to launder money.
Do we have any idea why Becca was there?
Not yet. Their online security is unreal.
Keep on it. What about this chalk mark?
It's definitely Paul's M.O.
It's a signaling system,
possibly to set up a meet.
Yeah.
Becca's on the move.
Stay on her. I'm coming down.
Winstone is mobile.
I want a full surveillance team on her now.
Survey one, this is hub.
Target is heading northwest onto Kaprova.
Hub, this is survey two.
Target is heading South under the Charles bridge
towards Kampa.
Survey three, we need eyes. Move in.
Come on, guys, keep up.
This is survey three. I have eyes.
Target is heading north towards the university.
Fitzpatrick, I need more eyes. Get that city grid up.
We've lost visual contact.
Repeat... we've lost visual contact.
We need more cameras on the square.
Lost her. Give me a heading.
We've lost visual.
Come on, guys. We're losing her.
She's on to us. Do not let yourselves get spotted.
Coffee?
This is team leader.
I have eyes on our target. Stand by.
Go ahead. It's good.
Four creams, two sugars... just how you like it.
Thank you.
Full security detail. I'm touched.
You shouldn't be sneaking around.
You shouldn't cut me out.
I get that you can't share your intel,
but if I share with you what I've got, you'll take over,
and I'm out in the cold for good.
We want the same thing, Dax... Paul.
And I'm your only lead.
All right, what's your game?
Let me follow my leads, and I'll share with you what I find.
Oh, come on. You gotta give me something.
Banka vysehrad...
Paul has an account there under the name Pavel Medved.
Is that it?
You got something better?
All right.
But if you're working any angles,
I'll get you on the first plane back to Langley.
And the coffee there?
Not so good.
Thanks.
The tunnel was locked.
They open it for the workers late at night.
What kind of workers?
I don't know. They move boxes under the castle.
When they come back,
I'll distract them. Then you can go.
You're not coming with me?
I cannot go anywhere without my Insulin.
You barely survived last time. I'm not leaving you.
I can take care of myself.
No, you can't. I'm not going.
Do you know why they only give me enough Insulin
for one day at a time? It's how they control me.
They find your weakness and use it against you.
Do you know how they control you?
Me. I was put here to be your weakness.
You have to go.
I want to fix it, want to work it out,
but agency's all I've ever known.
What am I supposed to do? Sell flowers?
I think you'd make a hell of a florist.
I think I'll take a walk. See you later.
Hey, pal. Let's go find your dad.
Didn't you say you wanted to see the marionettes?
I think the show's starting.
You stay right here.
I won't go far.
Michael?
Michael!
There's mommy.
Paul?
You were expecting someone else.
Where's my son?
He's alive, for now.
He's a fighter, like his mother.
What do you want with me?
Just your print.
Are you all right? Yeah.
Was it Paul?
No, but it was an ally of his.
Made a deal with my husband ten years ago.
Glad you insisted on coming along.
If I didn't know better, I'd be jealous.
If you don't trust her, why'd you let her go?
Fact is...
All our leads so far have come from her.
Maybe she'll get us more.
Or maybe she's just playing you.
Heading up this task force was a big get for you.
You've given up your time, your family...
careful.
You've waited your whole career for a case this big.
I just...
I don't want to see her mess up your shot.
That's all.
What is it?
We finally hacked into the bank's system.
I had five minutes before the safeguard kicked me out.
It was long enough to find this.
The name Becca gave you... Pavel Medved...
his cash account was a dead end.
What she didn't mention is
there is a safety deposit box attached to the account.
Did she take anything from it?
Not unless she has three thumbs.
You need three prints to access the box.
I don't. Let's go get it.
This is an international seizure warrant authorizing us
access to the safety deposit box belonging to Pavel Medved.
I'm sorry,
but I'm afraid that's impossible.
It's the law.
Do you need me to contact the minister of the interior?
I have the minister's aide.
Would you like to speak with him?
She's gonna come after that safety deposit box,
and I'll be waiting.
All right, on the perimeter, every rooftop.
Get some sound around the corner,
and that should do it.
Poor Dax. He looks so frustrated.
Try not to enjoy it so much.
So how does it feel to always be right?
You want to talk about it?
The only thing to talk about is that my husband
is willing to kill me for whatever is in that box.
We have to get to it before he does.
Uh-huh. And how do you plan to do that?
I say we rob the bank.
I was put here to be your weakness.
I've spent my life catching bank robbers.
Now I am one.
You don't have to do this. No reason to risk getting arrested.
You know my reasons.
I don't know how this is gonna play out.
I can take care of myself.
You know, what I don't understand
is that you never called,
even after you thought Paul was dead.
I kept thinking one day you'd appear, but you never did.
I shouldn't have let myself fall for you.
I hurt my family.
You never would have given me a chance
if Paul was there for you.
But to you, he was always perfect.
You didn't want to see the flaws.
So why do you keep showing up for me?
'Cause it's the one thing I can do for you that Paul never did.
Yeah.
Hold on.
The woman who just entered the bank.
This is a biometric comparison of Becca's movements.
It's her.
Have our agents detain her the second she exits.
Wait. That biometric scan...
can you use it to search for rossi?
Yeah, I can use the footage from the security tapes.
Do a 3-block radius sweep. He's helping her somehow. I know it.
If you want to find him, just look for his white horse.
What?
Did you guys miss me?
We don't usually take walk-in business,
but since you are already a client,
we'll make an exception this time.
Thank you. I thought it would be easier to have my own box.
Is there a problem, Mrs. Medved?
It's just hard not to be nervous because I have family heirlooms.
In this vault alone, we have four cameras,
a heat-motion and seismic sensor.
And we have a state-of-the art fire suppression system.
If any one of the alarms go off, the vault door closes,
and armed guards will have the facility secured
in two and a half minutes.
Two and a half minutes.
Impressive.
The boxes themselves are water and fireproof
and can withstand 2 tons of pressure.
But if this is unsatisfactory,
perhaps you should consider another bank.
No, you have more than reassured me.
How big a safety deposit box will you require?
The largest you have.
Here you are.
If you need me, use the intercom.
I will be upstairs.
Thank you.
Hey. Hey. Easy.
This is a step down for you career-wise, rossi.
You haven't seen my paycheck, Dax.
I told you...
both of you... that we cannot help you. You're being robbed.
Excuse me? This man has your schematics
and was planning to cut off your power.
His accomplice is in the building right now.
The perpetrator is most likely armed.
Our embassy would really appreciate it
if you could bring her out alive.
What on earth is going on out there?
The second they're done questioning you,
I'm having you extradited back to the states.
Did you really think I wouldn't catch you?
Actually, I was counting on it.
They didn't find anything on Becca,
and there's no sign of a break-in.
That doesn't make any sense. They're taking her outside
for questioning, but there's nothing they can hold her on.
Hey. You can't let him go.
He's annoyed at you.
I explained I had the schematics
because I was doing undercover work for Interpol
and that you were simply an overzealous officer,
but he doesn't share my admiration for the CIA.
Now if you'll excuse me.
Thanks, gentlemen. You're welcome.
You really don't want to send me back to Langley.
No? Why not?
Because if you do, then I can't give you your present.
How'd you do it?
I disabled the cameras, then...
Hairspray?
It insulates the sensor from fluctuations in temperature.
The rest was a little more complicated.
I propped open the vault door
with a safety deposit box and fire extinguisher.
And because the alarm had already gone off,
the seismic detectors couldn't detect the drill.
I emptied the box, exited the vault,
went to the one place without cameras... the bathroom.
Why'd you go back inside? I had nowhere else to go.
Because they thought I was in the vault the whole time,
security didn't search the rest of the bank,
or most importantly, the trash.
And I walked you right in there.
So you weren't gonna cut off the power?
Oh, I wouldn't know where to start.
You used me. To get the box for both of us.
Do you know what these documents are?
They're stock certificates for helios mining and oil.
Helios, the Russian company?
Yeah. They were worth about $20 million
when they were issued, 12 years ago.
They got to be worth about $250 million now.
That's about a quarter of a billion reasons to go bad.
And here's a deed for a remote location outside of Prague.
Do you know what any of this means?
It's the three bears.
The little bear was scared.
He had wandered away from his mama and papa bear and got lost.
Remember what "bear" is in Czech?
Medved.
That's right.
He was lost...
just like you were this afternoon...
and he didn't know what to do.
Then what happened?
Well, he didn't have to worry
because his papa Medved found him,
like I found you this afternoon.
And they all went to a secret castle.
What was in the castle?
Oh. There was lots of toys
and there were skateboarding ramps
and lots and lots of honey.
It was everything the three bears would ever need.
It's Paul's exit strategy.
The stock certificates
are the honey pot, and the deed is the castle.
Let's go find that castle.
Some castle.
We did a heat sweep. There was no one inside.
Anyone gone in? No, the whole place is wired.
We think the cabin's rigged with explosives.
Can we disarm it?
I can. She shouldn't even be here.
Paul and I used explosives together on dozens of missions.
I know his work.
All right.
She's going in. Only essential personnel on this one.
I thought you were gone.
I almost was.
I found some amazing stuff.
There's a hidden exit from the tunnels.
I got a phone.
No reception, but it's a start. But more importantly...
Insulin.
Now we can escape together.
Listen to me.
I'm never letting you go back to that life again...
Ever.
- It's rigged. - Let's get outta here.
Not a chance. This is the only lead I have.
We don't have a choice. Everyone out now.
I have a choice.
Okay, Violet, get everybody back,
as far as you can. Come on. Let's go.
Are you sure you can do this, Becca?
We do not have time to debate this.
I'm staying with her.
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