Previously on Angela's Eyes...
I thought I could do this.
Peter...
But I can't.
I should have been more sensitive
to what you've gone through.
A lot's happened. I'm sure.
But I still wanna see you again.
Jack Stillman, the fixer.
You interfere with this investigation again,
I'll bring you down, Stillman.
Simon Laird? Yes.
Why are you hassling Jerry Anderson?
I n't know the man.
What is this about?
Alexi has information
that's been covered up.
Your parents protected five of us
who worked for the American government.
I'm the only one left.
How do I know this isn't another
Simon Laird?
Simon Laird is trying to kill me.
Get down!
No!
That was your damn friend!
Simon Laird!
Where is he?
Where's Alexi?
He must have been wearing a bulletproof vest
when Simon pumped those rounds into him.
I bet he's probably gone back in hiding.
You know that thing Angela got from the cleaners?
There's part of that I can't figure out.
The encryption in these documents
confirms the existence of a man
who wanted to turn over the spies to the USSR.
There's one man responsible for having the Russians killed.
Give me the bag!
Now!
The papers are gone. I don't believe this.
How could you let this happen, Jerry?
So the papers could be anywhere.
There's got to be some way we can get them back.
Do you have it, Mr. Stillman?
I assume you're satisfied?
You know what this is?
This is hope, Mr. Stillman.
The last refuge of the damned.
For you or for Colin and Lydia Anderson?
The entire Anderson family.
Their future, once so full of possibility,
is now irretrievably in my hands.
This marks the conclusion of our business arrangement.
So tell this Ezekiel fella you work for
that I expect final payment in my numbered account
by 10:00 AM tomorrow.
Good evening, Mr. Stillman.
I know it's late so thank you
for letting me come by.
No, come in.
Thanks.
You look great.
So, a midnight visit. What's up?
I can't sleep.
Um...
I haven't since I saw you last.
I think about you all the time.
Um, good or bad?
Oh, definitely good.
I realize that I overreacted when I walked away from you.
Peter, it's okay.
I'm an idiot.
Well, I'm not really ready to jump to your defense
on that one yet, but...
It's my fault.
I should have prepared you for how demanding my job is.
Angela, is it okay if we just sit and talk
for a while?
Just talk.
We need the paper, Mr. Stillman.
The one in your coat pocket.
You should be careful of what you accuse me of.
A copy.
You shouldn't have done that, Mr. Stillman.
Your boss is a snake and he would have
done the same thing to me
had the shoe been on the other foot.
So if you'll excuse me, I've got a meeting.
We'll give you a lift.
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Peter, I don't blame you for breaking up with me.
I mean, I would have done the same thing
if I were in your shoes.
Angela, what happened at the end...
Who did what and who said what...
Does it really matter?
We had something great.
And that doesn't come along very often.
And we both made mistakes.
But I wanna get past them.
I wanna try again.
You know I'm being honest, don't you?
Yes.
So what do you think?
I don't know, Peter.
It's complicated, you know?
I'm complicated.
And I don't wanna pretend that I'm not
or apologize for it or try to change it.
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
Can I be your friend?
Sure.
That would be nice.
Then as yo friend...
I'm telling you that you can't hide
behind your past forever.
And this is an opportunity you don't wanna pass up.
That was a good tactic.
Good, right? Yeah, it was really good.
20 stories, huh?
Not a fun way to go.
You all right?
Yeah, just surprised, I guess.
I just saw him a week ago.
Time of death?
Uh, around midnight.
Look, local PD wants us out front on this case.
Everyone knows that Stillman
was tight with the mayor, chief of police.
Other business and civic leaders.
So there's concern about a bungled case
or a cover-up?
They need an impartial investigation.
Well, that's what we're selling.
The security guard for the building
says he never noticed anyone entering or leaving.
Of course.
Stillman arrive magically and threw himself
off a building.
Where is this security guard?
Let's go.
How many surveillance cameras do you have in this building?
47.
Two on each floor, including the roof.
Seven in the lobby.
And you saw nothing.
I didn't see anyone enter or leave the building
when I was watching the monitors.
How long did you not watch the monitors for, Kevin?
You're telling the truth about not seeing anyhee
enter the building, but...
That's because you weren't here last night
for a period of time.
Were you?
I didn't see anything.
I can see that you're scared.
If you tell me what's wrong we can help you.
It came in an envelope yesterday morning.
It was delivered to me at work by a messenger.
It? What was it?
Photos of my wife and kids taken two days ago.
At school and at home. There was a note attached.
It said that if I was at my post
between 11:30 and 12:30 last night...
my family would be dead by the time I got home
in the morning.
So what did you do?
I went for an hour long walk.
And they took the surveillance tapes as well.
Every one of them.
Okay, Kevin.
Thank you very much for your help.
Go home to your family.
This was a professional job.
Well executed. Angela.
Leo...
This is a loaded case.
They are not many people in this city with the nerve
to throw Jack Stillman off the roof of a building.
Be careful.
What's this all about? I don't know.
I thought he was leaving yesterday.
I don't have time for one of grandfather's
long lunches.
Business is keeping me in town
a few extra days.
And I think, what a fabulous opportunity
to spend some extra time with the two of you.
Why, you never wanted to spend time with us before.
I've never been this old before.
Or this sentimental.
Okay, grandfather...
I'm actually in the middle of a case right now.
And I have to leave in about five minutes, so...
what's really going on?
One gets to the twilight of one's life
and there's a lot to look back on.
Some of it good, some of it bad.
Oh, please.
I think I made some tremendous mistakes
with raising your mother.
Mistakes which drove her away from me
and into the arms of Colin.
That's our father.
He is also the person who persuaded her
to join him in his liberal
anti-US espionage activities.
Which landed her in Federal prison.
You're not really gonna play that card, are you?
You know what?
I've got to go.
But I appreciate
what you're trying to do.
We both do.
I know it'll take time.
But I'll do anything necessary to make things right.
Bye.
Mr. Stillman was immensely private.
He told me very few specifics about his life.
What about clients?
Oh, definitely not.
You're the office manager,
you must have some knowledge of payroll issues
and revenue receipts.
Yes and no.
Fees were direct deposited
into a variety of offshore numbered accounts.
Digital files were encrypted.
And Mr. Stillman never revealed information
about whom he met with.
Jack Stillman is dead...
Ms. Morton.
And if you'd like to help us find out who did it,
you're gonna have to be straight with us.
So why don't you start by telling us
what's behind that door?
That's Mr. Stillman's private room.
Yeah, well, Mr. Stillman doesn't need it anymore.
By the way,
we have a warrant.
Well, well.
What is this?
Good question.
Illegal wiretapping operation.
Mob figures, the DA.
Civic leaders.
No wonder he had up to the minute information
on people all over the city.
Yeah.
Even you, Angela.
He was tapping my phones.
Dammit. Transcripts are encrypted.
And I suppose you don't know how to
unencrypt them.
I never even knew this was going on.
There's gotta be hundreds of files in here.
He's using confidential information
from private conversations to leverage
some pretty powerful people.
Any of whom would have wanted Jack Stillman dead.
Whoever killed Jack Stillman
took off with the surveillance tapes
from building security.
What about a canvas on the roof
of the surrounding buildings?
Excellent question.
It's possible if we're lucky
that we could pick up something in the background
from a camera across the street.
Like that?
Just like that. Let's zoom in.
Okay, the shadow figure is moving away from Stillman.
Stop it there.
Any ideas?
No.
Hi, what do you got?
Got a partial visual
of someone talking to Stillman on the rooftop.
You recognize him?
Yeah.
Who is it?
Simon Laird.
Who's Simon Laird?
He knocked me out when I was following Jerry.
My head still hurts.
He's this guy that my brother...
got involved with.
But it has to do with my family.
The last time that I saw this guy,
he tried to assassinate a man named
Alexi Korroseof in a parking lot in the south side
of town. Now, wait a minute.
Why am I the only one who's never heard of this guy?
Would you have preferred that I dragged you
into it as well? Yes.
Whatever happens to you, Angela...
affects all of us.
You're right.
I'm sorry.
Well, at least we have the who of this case.
Simon Laird.
I guess the real question
is why.
What does Jack Stillman have
that's so important Simon Laird
would wanna kill him over it?
Simon Laird is ex-CIA.
Worked out of the U.S. Embassy in Moscow.
Went underground after the Cold War
and hasn't been heard from in 12 years.
Why he's resurfaced now...
and what he's doing
with Jack Stillman are the critical questions
that need to be answered.
Find out what Jack was doing for Simon,
we find out what this case is all about.
That's right.
We're on it.
Angela.
A moment?
You're awfully quiet.
I'm just listening.
Taking in information about Simon Laird.
What?
Why is there a record of Dozer in the system
three months ago doing a search on Simon Laird?
That's a personal matter.
The FBI is not here to service your personal problems.
If you knew that I knew Laird,
why didn't you say something when you got here?
I was waiting for you to say you had prior knowledge
of this guy.
I'm concerned that you're keeping things from me.
We've talked about this before, haven't we?
Everything you've got on Simon Laird.
I want it in my hands in one hour
Okay.
That's a nice story, but I don't believe it.
Ask me again.
Go ahead.
Did you go out on any dates while we were apart?
No, not one.
I sat home every night with my cat Elle.
You don't have a cat named Elle.
Wow, I'm a terrible liar.
You're one of the worst I've seen.
That's a good thing, though, isn't it?
For me, it's a great thing.
So? Give it up.
Am I telling you as a friend?
Sure.
You know, just like we kissed the other night.
As friends.
I'm waiting.
Okay, right.
Um, I went on three first dates
and they were all over by tan time
the salad arrived.
And?
And I went on one two dater.
That ended when I went to go pick her up
and she introduced me to her family
as quote unquote "My next husband."
No.
It was very charming.
And how about you?
You were dating a doctor named Dylan?
What happened there?
Um, he turned out to be a fraud.
Like how, he wasn't really a doctor?
No, he wasn't really my boyfriend.
I don't really wanna talk about that right now, though.
All right, you can tell me whenever you're ready.
Thank you.
It's not about going back to college.
Can we just have a drink together?
What do you do all day, Jerry?
I work.
On what?
At something more important than making money.
Like vindicating my mom and dad.
Exposing the conspiracy
behind their arrest and conviction.
That's baloney.
I recognized your father as a bad seed
the first moment I laid eyes on him.
I begged your mother not to marry him.
Stop it.
I can't take it anymore.
Oh, its difficult to hear the truth
about your father?
No, I know the truth about my father.
What I'm sick to death of is you.
And your curmudgeonly old timer act.
Do you really think you're fooling me?
What are you talking about?
I know the truth about you and your law firm.
You masquerade as a corporate attorney,
but I've done some investigating of my own.
About what?
About the fact that you specialize in
international political law.
Like the brokering of secret deals
for prisoner exchanges between warring countries.
Fundraising for foreign political parties
supported by conservative U.S. lawmakers.
That's absurd.
You don't know what you're talking about.
Really?
Well, then...
How do you explain this?
Where did you get this?
From a red-haired woman in Minsk
who goes by the name of Svetlana.
She says she knows you well.
Apparently you've underestimated me, Grandpa.
Apparently I have.
For 14 years, Jerry, I've been traveling the globe
in my effort to free your parents
from this nightmare that's ensnared them.
Wait, so you believe they're innocent?
I'd stake my life on it.
I've certainly staked my fortune
and everything else I have.
Then how come you just said that you didn't believe
there was a conspiracy?
Up until a moment ago,
I made the erroneous presumption
that you were incompetent.
And Angela, she works with the FBI.
Which I believe to be complicit
in this conspiracy.
So you coming to town now,
that's not a coincidence.
The real reason I have extended my stay
has to do with the murder case
that Angela is investigating.
The man behind this murder, Simon Laird,
has information that could lead
to a treasure trove of evidence
to benefit Colin and Lydia.
Simon Laird?
My father sent me to find him three months ago.
Do you know where he is?
I've been looking for him ever since
he screwed me over.
Can I trust you, Jerry?
Well, it wasn't a very sophisticated
encryption system, to tell the truth.
In fact, it was the simplicity of it
that tripped me up.
So what do you got?
This is the smoking gun right here.
It's the transcript of a recording
of Jack Stillman talking to Simon Laird
outlining the terms of their arrangement.
Which were?
Go, Dozer.
Simon Laird hired Jack Stillman
to track you and Jerry.
And to determine the location of a red folder
that was in your possession.
Jack was to procure the contents of the folder
by any means necessary.
And deliver them to Simon Laird.
Stillman got paid $250,000 for the job.
Case's is about you, Angela.
Your worlds are colliding.
I know.
Is that everything?
There were some references to Simon Laird's boss.
Someone they called Ezekiel.
But then they got cut off.
Angela, what the hell is going on?
The red folder.
It contains information pertaining to my parents.
My mother sent me to get it.
The contents of it were stolen last week from Jerry.
By Jack Stillman.
On behalf of Simon Laird.
Or whoever he's working for.
Who is?
This Ezekiel person.
Simon Laird must have talked to you.
He must have picked up something, Jerry.
Truthfully, he didn't.
But that doesn't mean I don't know
who he's working for.
What do you mean?
Here, you're gonna need one of these
for this story.
Remember a while ago
when I told you my theory about grandpa?
That he wasn't who he was pretending to be?
You didn't believe me, right?
Mm-mm.
Take a look at this.
He's filled in some important pieces
in Mom and Dad's story.
About a group called the Russian five
and some very nasty operatives in the U.S. espionage community.
Including Ezekiel.
Simon Laird's boss.
We're gonna need some help.
I had to jump through a lot of hoops
to make this happen, Angela.
I know things have been rocky between us,
but I really appreciate you trusting me on this.
Hi, Dad.
What's going on?
Well, this is the happiest moment I've had
in 14 years.
Okay, you got your family assembled.
You ten minutes starts now.
Rest assured,
every moment of this encounter
will be monitored and recorded.
We don't have much time.
Can we speak openly?
We don't have much choice.
The red folder
said that you were protecting a group called the Russian five.
Three men and two women.
Soviet double agents who were working for
the Russian embassy in D.C.?
That's right.
After the wall came down, the Russians got very worried
that all their agents
would spread across the globe
and broker critical information to the highest bidder.
So I came to the U.S. and I offered a deal.
If we would hand over the names of Russian agents
that were working on behalf th the U.S.,
they would hand over U.S. agents in Russia
that were working for them.
A dirty spy exchange.
The director ordered us to hand over
all relevant information
on the Russian five that were under our control.
But your father and I...
we wouldn't do it.
Why not?
These are people.
They had families.
For ten years...
they risked their lives every day because...
they trusted your father and me.
If we gave them up,
they'd be sent back to Russia...
and executed.
Their families incarcerated.
And their children orphaned.
Why are you looking at us like that?
Because I'm trying to determine if you're telling the truth.
Why wouldn't they?
There's a fair amount of irony in this story, Jerry.
I mean...
by protecting those people's lives
and their families,
you've become incarcerated and your children orphaned.
It wasn't supposed to go down that way, Angela.
They set us up.
Framed us to take a fall
for being double agents.
We were interrogated
and tortured by our own people.
But we would not divulge their whereabouts.
Tell us about Simon Laird.
He was a U.S. agent working in Moscow.
And a friend of ours.
He was turned into a double agent
by the KGB.
In '92, he got wind of
the spy exchange and he went into hiding.
He's resurfaced.
I now think he's brokered a deal
with some high level U.S. intelligence officials.
He's gotta be the one who assassinated
the other four.
He even tried to kill Alexi Korroseof.
Alexi's the last person who can prove our innocence.
Who's Ezekiel?
Don't ever mention that name again, Angela.
You could get killed just knowing
the existence of that person.
Well, who is he?
We don't know.
If we did, we wouldn't be here.
Jerry, Angela, you must listen to me.
Do not pursue the identity of this person.
Angela, Jerry, in the hallway now.
I allowed this meeting to take place
so you could investigate the Jack Stillman murder.
Not so you could indulge your parents' claims of innocence.
This is part of the Stillman case.
You are dangerously close to crossing a line here.
And I will kill this meeting if you keep this up.
And you're hiding information from me again.
And you from me.
You work for me.
You work for the Federal Bureau of Investigation,
not for yourself, not for your parents.
I understand the chain of command, Gene.
No, I think you've lost your bearings.
I think you've forgotten who it is
that has taken care of you for 14 years.
I haven't forgotten, Gene.
I put my trust in you.
I got you into the Bureau.
I am still watching over you.
I'm just trying to get to the truth.
Your parents are the ones
that lied to you all those years.
Not me.
Do you believe me?
I'm asking you a simple question.
Do you believe me?
I can't tell with you anymore, Gene.
You believe Jerry?
Jerry, who was gallivanting around the globe
taking shots in the dark
like some half-cocked conspiracy theorist?
I must have pretty good aim to get you so upset.
You watch yourself with me.
You may have Angela drinking the Gene Taylor Kool-Aid...
but not me.
I see you for who you are.
And I'll never stop digging until I get to the bottom of
what happened to my parents.
And if I find you there, Gene...
I will make you pay.
Is the crown safe?
Do you think Simon has found it?
I don't know.
I've never spoken of it to anyone.
Neither have I.
It's critical, Colin.
Not even Angela or Jerry, they can't know about it.
Lydia...
I heard you were ill.
My greatest fear was that one of us would die before...
we saw each other again.
I never doubted you, Colin.
Or I you.
Not even when stories got back to me about you...
Whatever I've done...
was done out of concern for your welfare.
I'd gladly make every sacrifice imaginable...
on your behalf.
Then you know what we have to do now.
Yes.
I'm going back inside with you.
The remainder of this meeting will stay focused on
the specifics of the Jack Stillman murder
and the current whereabouts of Simon Laird.
Nothing else.
Simon Laird's slippery, smart, and intuitive.
You'll never catch him through conventional means.
I've found him before.
That's because he wanted to be found.
There's only one way
to flush Simon Laird out of hiding
and get the information you seek.
And that's to use me as bait.
No chance.
You don't know how to find him.
I do.
You can't get near him.
I can.
That's a bold statement from a man
who hasn't seen the light of day for 14 years.
Gene, I could spend 50 years
in a hole and still outmaneuver you.
You're staying in jail, Colin. End of story.
Then say good-bye to Simon Laird.
And how do you think that's gonna go over
with the director when he finds out
that you had the chance to get this guy
and the people he's working for,
and you failed to do so?
Meeting's over.
I need a moment alone with Colin.
I'm taking away your visiting rights.
Indefinitely.
And how do you think Angela's gonna react
when she learns that you forced
the man she was seeing to spy on her?
It's Dylan, right?
Oh, Gene, I could smell your hands all over that one.
You had him infiltrate her life,
seduce her...
monitor her activities?
A betrayal like that...
I don't think she'd take that so well,
were she to find out.
Dad...
If you run, if you cause trouble...
If you do anything to jeopardize the situation...
Simon Laird insisted that this meeting happen
in a public place.
He's agreed to show, even though he's wanted
in connection with the Stillman murder
under the condition that he not be arrested.
In return, he'll give us the information
about Ezekiel.
What's in it for Simon Laird?
Why is he agreeing to do this?
Information I have that he wants.
What information?
Don't worry about it, Angela.
We got undercover agents surrounding the area.
Simon will give a signal when he's ready.
Angela and Leo,
you and the team escort Colin to Simon.
And you've got ten minutes.
If you fail to get the information,
I gesture to Angela, you are back inside this truck
within 15 seconds...
or I'll assume you're a flight risk,
and my people will respond appropriately.
There's the signal. Let's go.
Well.
This is a day I never thought I'd see.
I've always had faith.
You know, you look good...
for a man whose been stuffed in a hole for a decade.
You and the goons can step back.
Daddy and I need to speak privately.
What are you doing, Simon?
Trying to stay alive.
You're a friend.
Why are you working against us?
Allegiances shift. You know that, Colin.
I prefer that my friends remain loyal.
You should prefer to see your friends remain alive.
We pledged to have each other's backs.
I sent my son out to find you on that premise.
I can't help you, Colin.
Your fate is sealed.
It's my own fate that I have the power to change...
if you tell me how I can find the queen's crown.
You know there's only one reason
I'll tell you where it is.
You want the name.
Ezekiel.
The man who set Lydia and me up.
The man who's still working to keep us incarcerated.
You tell me about the queen's crown
and I will give you the name
of the man known as Ezekiel.
You first.
There's a real evil in the world, you know.
I've seen it.
The kind that shakes your hand in friendship
while driving a machete through your belly.
This is the kind of man Ezekiel is.
Give me the name, Simon.
Tell me his name!
Okay, Colin, I'll tell you.
Simon!
Alexi, no! No!
Whatever you need, I'm here for you.
Thank you, Leo.
Hey, where is she?
Angela.
Hi.
I'm so sorry.
You came.
I came.
It's okay.
It'll be okay.
Thank you.
We are so screwed, Angela.
Alexi Korroseof is dead.
And he was our only hope.
We caught a break with Alexi Korroseof.
He's been terminated.
And who knows what Simon Laird did
with the contracts from the red folder?
Or where he is now.
Simon Laird has given us the contract.
He's off to Malaysia, where he'll be
awaiting further instructions.
Dad's fighting for his life.
Mom's gonna be devastated.
Colin...
has been neutralized.
He may live, but he'll be out of commission
for quite some time.
Lydia's back in her cell.
This is a mess.
We can't give up, Jerry.
We've got to keep pushing forward.
We're gonna get to the bottom of this.
We're gonna get to the truth.
Angela will be back at work tomorrow.
And, uh...
Jerry.
Uh, Jerry has revealed himself to be a bit of a wild card.
Yes.
Young Jerry has been...
fooling all of us with his bumbling,
ne'er-do-well routine.
My grandchildren have been proven to be
quite formidable.
We'll have to keep on eye on them.
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