Previously on "XIII"
Your name is Ryan Flay.
His father died, adopted by somebody from out of town--
We all lost touch with him.
I knew who you were as soon I heard your voice.
He sounded like me?
XIII is on the move.
The game I'm playing is too big to
risk it being derailed by some brain-damaged ex-spy.
You play a major role in this, Giordino.
But only if I get back in power.
The information about the weapon is not complete.
XIII's amnesia might be as much a fabrication
as everything else about him.
He might have been programmed to commit actions against the U.S.
One of the files seems to have been split into two or more parts.
He believes by letting XIII retrace his past life,
it might lead him to the missing data.
I know you have a history with XIII.
Remember which side your loyalties are on.
I am the only one you can trust.
You don't know who I am, or what I've done.
Ryan Flay was a model student.
Your tuition was paid by a company.
Transcom, which is definitely a front company for the CIA.
People don't disappear from the CIA for five years.
That's what CIA thought.
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Alto!
Drug buyer: Policia!
Alto!
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Alto! Policia!
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I was a secret agent,
betrayed by my own people,
robbed of my face, my memories, my history.
Hidden in my past,
is a secret that threatens all humanity.
I search for answers with nothing to hold on to
but a tattoo that has become my name.
I am XIII.
"XIII: The Series - 1x03" "Lockdown" Original Air Date May 4, 2011
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You are american.
You know I've always wanted to visit America,
to see New York City, Hollywood. Nice places.
Even your prisons, I see them on TV and,
to me they look clean and new and I think to myself--
Is this a prison?
No.
This is a prison.
You're going to have a very bad time in here.
And if you cause any trouble for me,
you don't know how bad.
Any questions?
Yeah, how do I get--
Ugh!
Ugh--
Any questions?
No.
Trafficking in cocaine,
resisting arrest,
assaulting police officers.
You're going to have thirty, forty years to
think maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
He's here Mr. President.
I understand you had an interesting trip to Green Falls.
Wasn't too hard to figure out from the photo you gave me.
I'm sure you're anxious to discover more about yourself.
I'm working on it.
Well...
Let me help you out some more.
Who am I looking at?
Miguel Santos.
He was your trainer.
And your handler after the C.I.A. recruited you.
It's all in there.
Turns out that "blank spot" in your file wasn't so blank after all.
So what was I working on?
I'm afraid Mr. Santos is the only person left alive who can answer that.
So why aren't you talking to him?
Read the file.
You're not getting what's on that chip.
I'm not asking it for it.
When you finally do discover who you really were,
you'll understand that you and I have a lot in common.
And I could use a man like you on my team.
Hmmmm...
You were a handsome young student.
What does that make me now with my second new face?
Hmmmm...
Different.
Different but still handsome.
I did some checking.
Seems Santos was working for Transcom five years ago.
The time when your file went blank.
His file says he was an "export consultant."
Wonder what my official title was.
Where is he now?
Los Teques prison, Venezuela.
What are you thinking?
I'm thinking about some face-time with Miguel Santos.
Well you can't just go visit him.
Visit? No...
Then what are you talking about?
Getting inside.
How?
How most people get in.
There's a beach down there--
Catia La Mar.
It's a notorious spot for low rent tourism
and more importantly, drug dealing.
You're going to get yourself arrested for buying drugs?!
Not buying...selling.
With enough product on me to get thrown into Los Teques.
This is crazy.
Santos is the only lead I have right now
about what happened to me during those five years my file went blank.
There has to be another way.
Why can't you ask the President to help you?
I don't think Hugo Chavez owes him any favors.
And I don't think Sheridan owes you any.
I don't trust him either, but...
I know he still wants what's on that chip.
And he's not going to screw me and risk losing it.
Then I'm going with you.
Sam--
What if you need things when you're inside, money, supplies, information?
But--
I know it's dangerous!
You are dangerous! I get it, okay?
But there are things you don't about me.
Okay--
You can't do this alone, I can help.
That's what people who care about each other do, okay?
So unless you plan to chain me up here--
Sam--
Okay.
Good.
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I don't know how you drink that stuff.
Tastes like cough syrup.
My palate is more refined than yours.
Besides, it's Italian.
Reminds me of home.
How can you drink that?
Irish Whiskey?
Maybe it reminds me of home.
Someday you will know for sure.
Al nostro viagio.
Bon voyage.
Levantate!
Hey! Pss Pss!
Welcome to your new home.
Buena suerte.
You're going to need it.
Hey, hey, hey!
America's not too popular in here.
Yeh, well I wasn't hoping to win any contests.
That's funny,
maybe we put that on your gravestone.
Look, I don't want any trouble, I just want to do my time.
Que pena hermano.
Because there's nothing but trouble in here for you.
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Maybe we can work something out.
My girlfriend's coming to visit me in an hour.
Girlfriend.
How does she look?
Like a couple hundred dollars.
U.S.?
How are you doing?
DVD in our cell's broken.
I'm okay.
Did you have any problems getting in?
The warden's office granted me "priority visitor access".
How much did that cost?
Two hundred.
Did you get the rental car?
I hacked the GPS like you showed me.
Have you figured out how to get out of here yet?
I have some ideas, but right now
I've got to concentrate on getting to Santos.
Don't take too long. If anything goes wrong,
not even Carrington will be able to help us.
Hey. Nothing's gonna go wrong.
I need my allowance.
Come here.
Alright...
Come back tomorrow.
I should have what I need by then.
Okay.
This is a good start to our relationship.
You with us now, "Incas Trece".
This side and the halls, they're ours.
That side and behind "Lob Hombres".
Behind the kitchen and past the courtyard - "Sangre Caliente",
those guys are crazy bastards.
Mira. Next week, you get a discount.
You learned your Spanish in Costa Verde.
Maybe.
Not "maybe".
You don't learn that accent in a book.
It's a dangerous place.
You know a guy named Miguel Santos?
What do you want with Santos?
A guy I know said he might be the only man
who'd keep me alive in here.
Considering what happened,
I see I'm gonna need all the help I can get.
Armando put him on double work duty.
He's too old--
Don't keep up with the rest of the crew.
If Santos was here, he wouldn't let that happen.
He's not here?
Santos, is a great man a revolutionary.
Led demonstrations against the government.
He said in this prison we're all one gang.
Last week they took him away.
Said he was crazy, needed "treatment".
To us, he's still a hero,
no matter where they put him.
When Santos first got here,
he brought us together, against Armando,
the guards, the things they do to us.
When they first put him in the ward
you could hear his screams for days.
Now anybody makes a move,
they're afraid to end up just like him.
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Catch me up to speed, Frank.
He's being held in Los Teques prison
awaiting trial for trafficking cocaine.
What is he really doing there?
We're not sure yet.
Find out.
You're gonna have to do some damage control
before I tell the President.
I'm on it.
Giordino.
XIII's inside.
And Amos?
He just left.
Does he suspect anything?
Don't worry, Amos is clueless.
Zach! Not cool.
Don't underestimate Amos, Frank.
I need that Intel.
If Rhino talks to them, I could be implicated in that arms deal...
And so could you.
But I had nothing to do with it.
That's not what the records will show.
Remember, it was my people
who planted Santos' information into XIII's file.
It wouldn't be difficult to plant another name...
...someplace else.
I'll take care of it.
What else do we know about Santos?
He was working with the Agency.
We were supporting him clandestinely,
trying to stir up trouble for Chavez.
He was also one our most important sources of intel on arms dealing
in South America until he got busted for organizing
an anti-government demonstration two months ago.
What's his connection with XIII?
They were both on the Transcom payroll.
We believe they were working together.
So how the hell did XIII find out about this?
Someone with clearance must've helped him out.
What are you implying?
You spend an awful lot of time by his side, Ms. Jones.
I was asked to keep an eye on XIII by Director Amos
and the President of the United States.
Enough!
We have a tenuous situation here, but there may be a silver lining.
Rhino.
Who is Rhino?
Rhino was the code name
for the largest underground arms dealer in South America.
He recently ran into trouble with his own people
and reached out to us about making a deal.
What does this have to do with XIII?
Rhino and Santos have a history.
They were working together when Santos was busted.
We don't know where Rhino is, which means he's holding all the cards.
He's demanding money and immunity.
So if we find him, then we can call the shots on the deal.
Exactly.
We're gonna need someone down there to manage the situation.
I'll make the arrangements.
Agent Jones will help you.
The President's gonna want someone who
actually cares about XIII's safety on this.
And Giordino, don't worry--
I got your back.
Muchas gracias.
Gracias.
Samantha Taylor?
Ahhhhh!
Shut up and move.
Let me go!
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Good news, I think you'll live.
Bad news, I get to live out there.
Maybe should have thought of that
before you committed your crime.
You've got cells in this ward.
Seems nice and quiet.
Guardia!
Si?
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Who am I looking at?
Miguel Santos.
Vamos!
You weren't supposed to be back 'til tomorrow.
Is everything okay?
Two C.I.A. agents grabbed me off the street.
Why?
Santos was a C.I.A. plant in South America.
They want you get some information from him.
While I'm in here risking my life, they decide to use me.
What do they want to know?
The location of someone code-named Rhino.
Santos worked for him.
That's it? That's all they want?
They said if you didn't cooperate,
Frank Giordino would make sure you didn't get out.
How do we know if you give them the information,
they won't keep you in here anyway?
Carrington wouldn't let that happen - he owes me.
What if he doesn't know you're here?
You can't trust Giordino!
Why is this woman down there?
She's not a pro.
She had no idea we planted a microwire on her.
She's the one person he trusts the most right now.
She could be trouble for us.
What are we going to do?
If I can get access to Santos, I'll give them the location.
They told me he's locked in the Medical Ward.
They know?
What's the exact nature of her relationship with XIII?
I don't know the intimate details.
Why not? Isn't that your job?
There are some lines I don't cross.
Really?
I understand you crossed that line with XIII some years ago.
They wanted you to have this.
Said if you can be
at the Medical Ward Gate at 2 a.m.--
"God" would perform a miracle.
So, does he still trust you?
I'm not sure.
I think you should go down there and find out.
Hey. It's going to be alright.
You keep saying that,
how are you going to get out of here now?
Trust me--
This will all be over soon
and we'll be back at the shop drinking Barolo.
You hate wine.
I know.
Look. I can do this.
We can do this.
I will help you.
Just like we planned.
They're not holding you in custody?
The Agents let me go after they gave me the message for you.
So they can watch who you talk to, where you go.
You're not the only one who can improvise.
Sounds intriguing. Same time tomorrow.
Thanks, hun.
I'll get on a flight after we conclude the operation.
I have something I think you might be interested in.
Giordino.
What's are status?
XIII's going to access Santos at two a.m..?
I assume you he somebody ready to take care of
our problem once you find Rhino's location?
I have an asset in place.
Good.
Once that's handled, our focus needs to be on
acquiring the information on that chip.
I've already implemented a new strategy
which I think will prove very helpful in this matter.
Really? Anything I should know about?
Probably better that you didn't.
Better for you or for me?
Let's just say, you have your secrets,
I have mine.
I hope your new strategy goes a little deeper than
a futile attempt to decode the information
you intercepted from the photo shop.
It's XIII and the chip he found.
And now we've got it too.
Let me know when the situation in Venezuela is handled, Frank.
I look forward to your call.
What's our status?
Caracas satellite station
has the transmitter in range and is homing in.
Like we discussed.
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Five minutes to two in Caracas.
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Set. Go.
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Okay, Miguel, that's it.
Come on, back to reality.
Come on--
I'm here to help you.
Miguel. Miguel, Miguel, Miguel--
Shhh. I'm with the C.I.A.
I'm here to help you.
C.I.A.?
They want to help you get out of here.
But I need you to tell me where I can find Rhino.
Rhino? Rhino?
Shh, shh, shh-- Where is he?
Avenida de las Palmas.
Where on Avenida de las Palmas?
Cantina? That's a restaurant.
Where does he live, Miguel?
Encima de la cantina.
Above the cantina?
Is that apartments?
Come on, apartments?
Miguel. You were with Transcom.
Transcom?
Transcom, with the C.I.A.
Transcom?
Transcom with Ryan Flay.
Ryan Flay, you were his trainer.
Miguel, Ryan Flay. Look, look look look look look.
Miguel, Ryan Flay.
Shame.
What?
Ryan Flay.
Shame.
Shame? What do you mean shame?
Did Ryan do something?
Did he do something bad?
Shhhh, sshhhh--
La guardia, la guardia. Shhhh.
What are you doing here?
Giordino told me to come down and see you.
Since when do you work for Giordino?
Since Amos asked me to.
"Asked" you?
Look, I don't like it either,
but right now, Giordino's calling the shots.
That's what you think.
What are you talking about?
I have the intel he wants. What's he got to trade?
Your freedom.
I don't need his help.
Maybe not, but you're not in this alone.
Sam?
Giordino can guarantee safe passage.
He's watching right now isn't he.
Your glasses?
Tell you what, Frank--
I've got a question, you answer it,
maybe I'll help you out.
What is it, Jones?
I'm listening.
I asked Santos about Ryan Flay.
He kept saying "Shame".
What does it mean?
No idea.
I've got a couple more questions for Santos.
After that, I'm out of here.
We cannot get you back into that medical ward.
Well I guess I'll just have to do it myself.
Once Sam and I are safely out of the country,
I'll consider giving up Rhino's location.
But I don't work for free.
Hey! Wait a minute--
Listen to me, you are pushing your luck.
Just give us Rhino's location and let me get you out of here.
I've got it covered.
Call the Venezuelan Minister of the Interior.
Tell him that I'm passing through and I'd like to
meet him to discuss SEBIN's activities in Washington.
Have my plane ready in an hour.
Lost his eye from the beating.
He's lucky to still be alive.
He should be in a hospital.
We don't make the rules.
Well, maybe it's time you started.
What do you expect us to do?
What Santos would want you to do if he was here!
This old man could be any one of you.
You all act like you're all bad asses--
But you're cowards.
They beat the hell out of you for no reason.
And when Santos tries to help you,
they take Santos away and they torture him.
You might as well be spitting in his face.
You talk real big--
but I don't see you doing anything about it.
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WHACK! WHACK!
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What's going on?
A revolution.
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CRASH!
Muchas gracias.
Hasta luego.
What's wrong?
There's a riot at the prison.
It's Giordino. Where's the girl?
Shopping in the Plaza.
Shopping?
Stay with her.
This isn't right.
I need to lose my Venezuelian handlers.
Follow me back to the hotel five minutes after I've been dropped off,
meet me at the west side of the parking structure.
Miguel!
I need to know about the man in the picture I showed you.
Ryan Flay? You hired him.
Hired him? No. He never worked for anyone.
He worked for you. You worked both with the C.I.A.
C.I.A.? No you're mistaken.
Vamos vamos!
You never worked for the Agency?
Never.
Do you see him?
She still there?
Roger that.
Still have eyes on Samantha Taylor?
Copy.
Take her.
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I told you I could improvise.
Giordino.
Where the hell did she go?
Finally, civilization!
Could be worse.
We're lucky the car didn't overheat earlier.
So how are we going to get out of here?
It's not likely there's a lot of rental car places around.
If Giordino is worth anything, he'll have made arrangements for us.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Sheridan set me up.
Santos didn't know anything
about recruiting me or being my handler.
You went through all this and still didn't get any closer.
I did find out a few things.
I knew exactly what drugs to use to make Santos lucid again.
I didn't have to think about it.
And my Spanish accent is from Costa Verde.
There's only one reason
the C.I.A. ever went to that country.
I could have been an interrogator.
Tortured people.
You can live the rest of your life blind and crippled--
I don't know everything about who you were.
But I know who you are in here.
People can lose their memories,
but they don't lose their nature.
Chavez may be barring Pinera's senators from entering the country
but he's still letting in a damn fine Chilean red.
Join me.
I hate red.
Really?
You don't know what your missing.
How about we get down to business.
There are a handful of people making false documents
and paying off border guards in Venezuela.
Besides having dealt with my organization at some point,
you know what they all have in common?
They know you're a deceitful bastard?
The highest bidder.
You're resourceful, I'll give you that.
But I've got a lot more money.
So as you said let's get down to business.
Tell me what I want to know.
You want me to trust you?
You want to get out of this country?
We can make our way on our own.
All it takes is one phone call, and I guarantee
that not even you will be able to cross the border.
Rhino's in an apartment above Cantina Marisco.
Agent Jones will escort you across the border.
I hope you can trust her.
I can't wait to get home.
You're booked on an 8:00 pm flight
so you should be back in New York by one.
Ok, hold on.
Money, now!
No problema--
No problema, okay?
♪
Looked like a robbery gone bad, just like you wanted.
Good.
Your next target is in an apartment above Cantina Mariscos.
I know the place.
I've always wanted to bag a Rhino.
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What the hell happened down there?
Chavez is calling press conferences accusing us
of putting a C.I.A. spy in his prison
trying to start a revolution.
XIII got into Los Teques on his own.
When we found out, we tried to turn him into an asset.
Who knew he'd start a prison riot.
Agent Jones said he only
did that because you boxed him into a corner.
With all due respect, Sir,
Agent Jones doesn't know what the hell she's talking about.
I offered XIII a safe, discreet option for exiting Los Teques.
He turned it down and decided to do things his own way.
Why would he do that?
Because he wanted to keep the intel on Rhino for himself.
What are you suggesting?
It was a badly kept secret that Rhino was talking to us.
The way my agents found him could certainly suggest that
this was the people he was about to betray sending a message.
And yes, they could've gotten
his location from any number of sources.
But we cannot overlook the fact that the only people privy to
that intel from Santos were myself,
the agents I sent to take Rhino in--
And XIII.
Why would XIII wanna have him killed?
I don't know.
But you didn't send him to that rendition camp to
rot in obscurity because you had faith in his moral fiber.
♪
You don't know what you're missing.
My palate is more refined than yours.
Excuse me.
♪
How can you drink that?
♪
You hate wine.
Al nostro viagio!
Al nostro viagio...
♪
I, uh--
I tried calling you.
I'm sorry.
I know how much you cared about her.
Too bad I didn't care more about her than myself.
That was not your fault.
I let her go there and help me.
And if it hadn't been for Giordino, getting out of there
might not have gone down the way it did.
I have to take some responsibility for that.
He would have put me in the same position
whether you were there or not.
Every time I look around this place, all I think about is her.
Then maybe you shouldn't stay here.
They know where you are.
And I can find you a place where you'll be safe.
A place that nobody knows about, not Giordino,
not Amos, not even President Carrington.
That is the least I can do.
Why?
Because you need to move on.
You need to keep searching for who you were.
That is what Sam would have wanted.
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