Previously on White Collar:
- Who is that? Agent Garrett Fowler.
I give you the box and never hear from you.
Alex.
I don't need the heat this is gonna bring.
I deciphered the phone number that Kate dialed from the plane.
I traced it to a store-bought burner phone.
- So no names associated with it? - Not yet.
- Whatever this is hiding, it's not the music. I think it's a keyhole.
- A key to what? - Mm?
That's the last piece of the box.
- I'm giving up my obsession. - You're suggesting I give up mine?
Marshals monitor the anklet.
Yes, one of these keys goes to your anklet.
I know who Kate called from the plane, it was the FBI agent...
who set up the deal between you and Kate.
Garrett Fowler. Now I need to find him.
- Is this a good idea? - You have a better one?
No. Do you think Mozzie can do this?
He's a savant when it comes to things like this.
- Rain Man, I get it. - See him with a Rubik's cube.
- Probably can do it with his feet, right? - Thirty seconds, socks on or off.
- Oh. This is the greatest day of his life. - Yup.
All the conspiracy theories have come true.
We've been so close and now we finally meet.
I told you.
- I agreed with you. - Shush!
No, there's no shushing. No shushing for you.
- You ready to record this? - Yes, but first walk me through it.
All right, pay attention. This is where it gets good.
We noticed this broken piece wasn't broken.
- It's a keyhole. - Yeah.
This is the key.
- There's a second comb. Yep.
We snap it into place. You ready?
Yeah.
Any idea of what kind of code it is?
Sounds could correspond with numbers, wavelengths.
Pala's discovery of music in The Last Supper.
- RuneScape's encoded flute solo. - Don't forget Close Encounters.
Geographical coordinates encoded...
- In five tones. - In five tones.
Very good, suit.
- Clearly, we're in good hands. - Yeah.
- What are you doing? - Getting this out of harm's way.
- And I am keeping this. - That's a good idea.
We defang the box, use it to lure out Fowler.
No way. Tomorrow, you and me, it's back to business as usual.
- Yeah. - Oh, business as usual.
Us without the box.
Ow.
How old is this code? - Hard to say.
The last credible report has the box disappearing from Königsberg Castle in '45.
Now, assuming no one has reunited the cherub and the box since then...
Wait, wait.
The box and the key were together the day we stole it.
Alex.
She had them both before she brought the box back to me.
Well, she obviously inserted the key and found the comb.
- So why'd she give it back? - Couldn't solve it herself?
Or she took something out of it. Or she knows something we don't.
- She could be a step ahead of us. - Yeah.
We really should talk to her. It's too bad she disappeared to Italy.
Maybe.
- You know where Alex is, don't you? - I have an idea.
How did Mozzie do? - Better than I expected.
I'm convinced he's the cherub for the job.
And what about Neal? How's he doing with all this?
I don't know if he's interested in the music box.
I think he just wants to find Fowler. See what he knows about Kate's death.
Well, speaking of Fowler, we got a blip on the radar.
An old bank account. Someone checked the balance.
- Did you trace it? - No.
- It was done remotely. - Two hundred bucks in the account?
Yeah, he emptied his accounts, but didn't get much.
- Maybe he's desperate for cash. - What are you thinking?
- Know about his wife's death? - Killed during a robbery a few years ago.
When he was working Violent Crimes for the Bureau.
Suspicious circumstances surrounded her murder.
That kept the insurance company from finalizing their claim.
We could make it look like the claim came through.
Put a stack of cash in the account. If he bites, we can track the withdrawal.
In the meantime, make sure that stays safe.
What bushes did you rustle to uncover Alex's trail?
That silver collection she fenced a few years ago.
The Spanish pieces from the Almiranta shipwreck?
They're popping up again, one at a time.
- Hale. - I don't like loitering.
Neal.
I really appreciate this.
So, what happened to the goatee? You know I liked it.
- We all grow up. - All children.
Except one.
- Ha, ha. - You bring it?
- It's from the Almiranta. - Who's the fence?
- Anonymous. - The thief?
It's the third piece of shipwreck silver I've had come through this month.
- Someone's been busy. - Too busy.
I like that someone.
So you should warn her the N.Y.P.D.'s on the trail.
If they make the Almiranta connection...
Understood.
- What do I owe you for this? Man, we all go way back.
Just remember me fondly when you pull the next job.
- Well, that might be awhile. - Or it might not.
He thinks it's Alex.
She knows how valuable the stuff is. And she knows where it is.
She's stealing back her own stuff.
When N.Y.P.D. realizes it's the same collection...
- They'll set a trap. - Unless we get to her first.
That would take FBI resources we don't have access to.
I can get those.
How?
I con the FBI.
Peter said it's time to get back to business as usual.
Following Peter protocol, means he'll pull from the reserve of active case files.
Which I'm allowed to take home and peruse.
- Exhibits A, I presume? - Yes, they range from mortgage fraud...
to copyright infringement, back to mortgage fraud.
- Sorry, I just dozed off. - I know.
But Peter always tries to find a diamond in the rough.
- You wanna create a diamond for him? - Exactly.
If we forge a case linking the silver thefts, he won't be able to resist it.
And then he'll think he found the case himself.
It's brilliant.
Hello, hello. June.
Sorry to interrupt your project, but I will be leaving town for a few days.
- So as per our agreement. - Oh, you want me to walk Bugsy.
- Please, he loves your company. - You got it.
Ha, ha. Thank you. Goodbye, you two.
- Uh, so she has you dog whispering? - Small price to pay. Where were we?
Hale told us when the silver pieces started coming in...
we know Alex's m.o. and I created this.
You named Alex the Silver Burglar?
All right, I admit, it lacks a certain flair, but it makes the point.
It includes a report for the stolen items.
And I've added enough FBI research to connect the dots.
Ah, your file's a tad too nice to have been floating around the Bureau.
So we age it. Just like a painting.
Get in the mind of the file.
Live the life of the file. Hear the pulse of the file.
- Can we do this? - Please.
Step one, the case file is assembled by our clerk, Janice.
She merges all the various reports.
- Oh, probably over lunch. - Mm-hm.
She logs in the police reports and staples them together.
- Oh, looks like she forgot a page. - Nice.
Now, our probie usually brings her coffee. It's an excuse to flirt.
Oh, he's left-handed.
And then it goes to Susan who highlights the pertinents.
Oh, she's the eau de parfum? She is.
- What are you doing? - Oh, this is the first burglary victim.
Susan sees the name and then starts humming.
Mr. Gordon. - He was the county commissioner.
Commissioner Gordon.
Batman
- No one will know what song you hummed. - Live the file.
- Next. - Then it gets approved by Hughes.
Now, his signature is tricky.
He has his assistant sign for him so...
Ah. Forging the forger. Nicely done.
It gets passed around the office a few times.
Nice one. Now I slip it in with the rest of the files.
Oh, hey, honey. - Hey, hon.
- Hey, buddy, how you doing? - He's in trouble.
- Uh-oh. - Mm-hm.
- Ooh, Chinese. - Yeah, Satchmo got into the quiche I made.
Mm-mm. Bad dog.
Thank you.
Oh. So the reserve box, huh? Looking for your next case?
Yeah, it's time for Neal and me to get back to basics.
- Wanna help? - No.
- Good. - Ha, ha.
All right, what do we got? Antitrust lawsuit.
- Yeah. Does that sound interesting? - No, actually, boring.
All right, let's see. Medicare scam.
Okay, well, you sighed, so pass on that one.
Oh, look at this one. Cat burglar.
- That's kind of sexy. - Mm-hm.
- Someone smells good. - That would be Susan.
- Let me see that. - Yeah.
- Oh, yeah. - Look good?
- This should do the trick. - Ha, ha.
Oh, I know that look.
- You got your eye on a new bad guy. - I got our next case.
What do you know about stolen Spanish silver?
- Do you even have to ask? - Oh, just once I wish I did.
- A silver thief, I've heard good things. - Thought you might like this.
Cat burglary, love it.
Why are you humming?
Well, something in the file, popped into my head.
All right, settle down, kids.
N.Y.P.D.'s been investigating a series of silver heists.
Thief breaks through the window, cleans out the place.
But here's what N.Y.P.D. missed.
All the thefts included at least one piece from a 17th century shipwreck.
The Almiranta.
If we can figure out who else owns pieces from that...
We can predict who's gonna be hit next.
Now, insurance policies are giving us three potential targets.
Gonna stake out all of them.
This couple called in a vacation watch. They'll be gone starting tomorrow...
- A lot of silver. - That's the address we'll take.
This should be fun.
Batman
Yeah? - You were right, we got a hit.
- Fowler's insurance settlement. - Deposited yesterday.
A portion was withdrawn within 40 minutes.
- ATM? - On 32nd Street.
I did a radius check, pulled cams near the area, got these.
Hello, Garrett. Yup.
- I'm heading out to take a look. - Diana, last time Fowler...
Tried to shoot me? I'm not gonna give him another chance.
Easy, Amadeus.
Additive code, Morse, Baudot, set theory...
logarithmic and geographic, every kind of cipher...
unless, um, "GLARVANDKKGLL" means something to you...
then it's still just noise.
- There anyone who can help you with this? - There's one guy.
He works at an antique store in the west 30's.
- Oh, code breaker? - Code maker.
- Has a rep for hiding codes in gadgets. - Government job?
- Yes, just not our government. - And you trust him?
Enough to play him a partial piece of it and not tell him where it came from.
Maybe Alex will have our answers.
Oh, sure, perhaps she decoded it already using a stolen silver tea set.
- How are you gonna talk to Alex? - FBI's staking out a penthouse.
She always does rooftop recon one block away.
- Oh. Tell her I said ciao. - Will do.
- Where's Caffrey? - On his way.
- Fowler? - He was staying in short-term housing...
a block from that ATM. Clerk ID'd him off the pictures.
He's going by the name Aaron Burgess, left two days ago.
- Ah! Any hits on that alias? - Yeah, and it's a big one.
- You sure it's Fowler? - Are you gonna tell Neal?
I don't know if he can handle it.
They're on vacation in Miami.
Look down, to the right.
The municipal utility van.
- Caffrey. - You're looking very To Catch A Thief.
I hope you don't think I'm the French girl...
and you're Cary Grant in this scenario.
I'd like to think there's similarities.
- But I'm not here to turn you in. - Right, you were in the neighborhood.
If I could reach you like a regular person, maybe it wouldn't have to be this way.
Sorry, it's kind of hard to keep in touch with this bull's-eye on my back.
So you come out at night to steal the things you fence, then fence them again?
I don't have the luxury to be creative.
- Who else knows I'm here? - Just me and Mozz.
Oh, and the N.Y.P.D. if you keep going.
They're close to linking the thefts.
I used my friends in the van to get to you first.
- Why? - The music box.
- You found the code. - Tell me you cracked it.
I'm lurking on a rooftop, spying into people's windows.
- Do you think I cracked it? - Ha, ha.
I can get that target off your back once and for all.
- How? - Hit somewhere else tonight.
- What's my take? - The music box.
Déjà vu, Neal. We've done this.
Third time's a charm.
The box is sitting in a safe in Diana Barrigan's apartment.
- Who is she? - FBI agent.
You want me to break into a fed's apartment?
She's sitting in that van now. And her girlfriend works the night shift.
Girlfriend? That must kill you.
- What do I do with it once I get it? - Return it to the rightful owners.
To the Russian Museum.
Person who wants it will take his eye off you and put it on them.
What do you say? You're already dressed for it.
Fowler just became the priority.
I need you to look into everything Fowler did with this alias...
leading up to the explosion and after.
- Off the channels. - Stay away from the office.
- Can you work from home? - I'd prefer it.
- Hey, where you going? - I'm headed home.
Why? Why? I thought we were all surveiling tonight.
You guys are fine without me.
Oh, come on. But it's the van, the van's fun.
- You hate the van. - I like the van when Diana's in it.
You're the only thing that smells good.
Then take your last whiff because I'm leaving.
All right, Diana has more important things to do than be your potpourri.
Besides, I have something important I need to tell you.
- What's up? - You won't admit it, you won't show it...
but I know how difficult these last few months have been to you.
I'm glad that you trusted me.
Of course.
I'm returning the favor.
This is a receipt for parts used in making the bomb on Kate's plane.
Buyer's name is Aaron Burgess. You know who that is?
It's Fowler's alias.
Diana tracked his purchases and found that.
Made one week before the explosion.
Fowler bought the explosives, put them on the plane.
- You okay? - Yeah.
We're closing in on Fowler.
Diana has a lead.
- Good. - Neal?
Good.
Christy?
You okay? Yeah.
I'm not surprised.
- Part of me knew it had to be Fowler. - We get him now, we can put him away.
- Diana? Is Neal with you?
Yes. What's going on?
Someone just broke into my house. The music box is gone.
- What? - Don't do this, Neal.
- Tell me you didn't do this. - Do what?
Tell me you didn't steal the box.
What? I'm right here.
It's been safe in Diana's apartment.
And the minute I tell you about it, it disappears.
- I didn't take it. - You're not gonna get away with this.
You're not.
Russian Heritage Museum received an anonymous gift.
Seems an antique music box was left in their delivery drop.
They're doing a public showing Sunday?
By invitation only before they ship it back to St. Petersburg.
Thanks.
Neal. Get up here.
Wish me luck.
You knew the Russians would wanna show this off.
- You're trying to lure Fowler out. - Someone is.
Oh, would you stop?
- You could skip the viewing. - Oh, no, I'll be there, but you won't.
You're a liability, you're benched.
- You can't pull me off this. - I can do whatever I want with you.
You're lucky that I don't put you in lockdown.
Get out.
Konnichi wa, my friend.
I have something very intriguing for you.
- Ha, ha. Yes, it is. - Ha, ha.
- Um, can you make a copy? - Oh, of course.
Got my eyes on you.
Wow, this is a surprise.
You come here to add to your stuffed squirrel collection?
Let's just say my day opened up.
Oh, how did your black on black affair go?
- I found Alex. - That's good.
- She's no idea how to solve the code. - Bad.
And I got benched by Peter.
What happened?
I had Alex steal the box from Diana and donate it to the Russians.
Oh, God. You're trying to draw him out.
Fowler bought explosives that blew up Kate's plane.
Oh, Neal...
Very interesting.
Oh, excellent. He can help us.
- Two-parter. - Two-part code.
- Interesting idea. - We can each take half.
As they say, divide and conquer.
Brilliant mind.
Akihiro, you flatter me.
- What he said was... - Yeah. Yeah, I heard him.
Oh, yeah. Okay, sure.
- Um, are you okay? - Yeah, Mozz, I'm fine.
I'm gonna head home.
Russian Heritage Museum is invitation only and they're sticking to that.
Pulled this from municipal archives.
We can stake out the building. If Fowler shows up, we grab him outside.
All right, listen. I want Neal's anklet monitored continuously.
- You think he'll try something? - Neal wants Fowler more than I do.
And I can't let that happen.
You in place?
I've got eyes on the front entrance.
Where's Caffrey?
He's at home.
Hope the little guy is there to keep an eye on him.
How do I look?
Don't answer that.
You're inscrutable, you know that, Bugsy?
They say accessories make the outfit.
You buy it?
Peter, I see Fowler.
He's coming your way.
Hello.
Nice to see you.
Invitation, please.
Fowler just entered the building.
I'm going after him. Stay on the entrance.
- Invitation, please. - FBI.
I'm investigating that man you just let in without one.
Fowler!
Sir, you can't go up there.
I am a federal agent. Where do these stairs lead?
The modernist gallery. It's closed for renovation.
Locked. Do you have a key?
- Fowler, open up. - You don't know what you're messing with.
Let me try this key.
Surrender, Fowler, right now.
Let it go, Burke.
Get that thing open.
Neal, we've had a breakthrough of unforeseen magnitude.
Akihiro's run on haiku, paired with my rejection of predetermined...
Neal?
Oh, does June know you're up here?
Oh, Benjamin Siegelbaum.
What has he done?
- Hello? Suit, we have a code red.
Now is not the time, Mozzie.
It's a dark day when I turn towards the system instead of recoiling.
Just spit it out.
Remember when you asked me to tell you if Neal was gonna do something stupid?
Well, I regretfully report that he's out of his anklet.
Damn it. But that's not the stupid part.
He's got a gun.
Neal's manipulating his tracking signal.
I'm sure he's close. He's armed.
- lf you see him, pursue. Got it.
Neal, what are you doing?
Thank you.
You got a party crasher out front.
- Yeah? Caffrey got past me.
- He's inside, I'm going after him. - Damn it. Go.
Is anybody coming?
Now there was a time
When you loved me so
I couldn't do wrong
Now you need to know
See, I've been a bad, bad Bad, bad man
And I'm in deep Yeah
Caffrey. Neal!
How you like me now?
- Yeah? - He's upstairs.
Stop him.
How you like me now?
Remember the time
Neal.
You got nowhere to go.
Does that make you love me, baby?
Does that make you want me, baby?
Oh, does that make you love me, baby?
Does that make you want me, baby?
Oh, yes
Yeah
Oh, yeah
Neal!
- Caffrey's in there. - He's with Fowler.
I have five shots left. That's the only warning you get.
- Whatever you think happened... - Tell me why you killed Kate.
- You bought the explosives. - Caffrey.
- You blew up the plane to get rid of us. - No.
What was in it for you?
Jesus. You think you're the only one who lost something?
Don't play with me.
You think I wanted to spend the last year of my life chasing you and a stupid box?
It cost me everything.
My career is over.
My wife is gone.
- Stay out of this, Peter. - Neal, put the gun down.
- Don't do this. - You know he killed Kate.
- I didn't kill her. - Who did?
- I'm... - What do you know?
Tell me what you know.
You wanna kill me, Neal? Go ahead and pull the trigger.
Jesus, Fowler, you're not helping this. Neal, do not do this.
I know he killed her.
- He killed Kate. Listen to me.
If you pull that trigger, you will regret it for the rest of your life, Neal.
You're not a killer.
I want him to know how it felt.
How she felt.
Look at me.
Look at me, Neal. Neal.
Look at me, Neal. Come on.
This isn't who you are.
Cuff him.
- How are we gonna handle this? - Call Jones.
You two can handle the official Bureau response.
Take him back to the office. I'll figure out what to do next.
Did you kill her?
- No. - You're gonna tell me who did.
I was just like you, Burke.
Moving up in the Bureau. Beautiful wife.
Things were good then.
Your wife was murdered.
Yeah.
Did my best to put the pieces back together, but...
all I could think about was vengeance.
Then out of the blue one day, I get a call.
Anonymous voice pointing me right to her killer.
- So I tracked him down... - And you killed him.
A few days later, I get a package in the mail.
- It's a video. - Of what you had done.
Followed by another phone call.
Man tells me he can arrange it for me to be transferred into OPR.
- OPR? Yeah.
He had enough clout to make that happen?
- Yeah. Is he with the Bureau?
I don't know. After that, he told me if I could get him the music box...
the video would disappear.
Oh. Give it to your mystery blackmailer, get your life back.
That was our deal.
- So I traced the box to Caffrey. - But he didn't have it.
Well, everyone thought he did. But he was in prison...
So you went after Kate.
I figured she'd know where you kept it.
You're the man with the ring.
She was signaling you with her ATM card that day, huh?
Yeah.
It worked.
- Why'd you buy the explosives? - Oh, that was Kate's idea.
Look, I set up your getaway as part of Mentor.
- Oh, Mentor was real? - Yeah.
Kate felt that no matter how far away you two got...
you would never be safe and I don't think she was wrong.
Hey, look.
I don't know who the guy is pulling the strings...
but I have never seen anyone with the kind of juice he has.
- So it was her idea to blow up the plane? - Yeah, you two bail out over the water.
Boom.
Fake our death and live happily ever after.
The bomb exploded early. Why?
- Don't know. She called you from the plane.
- We heard it on the cockpit recording. - Kate never called me.
Your name was listed on the phone.
I'm not that stupid.
- Boss? Yeah?
The marshals reset the key.
Put it on him. Take him home.
- Peter, not right now. - Go home.
So, what's gonna happen to me?
I haven't decided.
You wanna help me?
The flash drive I got from you the day that I...
The day you shot me?
Yeah, it contained the date, time and place of a meeting.
Who were you meeting?
I have been trying forever to get to the guy pulling the strings.
I'd finally gotten a meeting with the intermediary.
What was the name of the guy?
I don't know, I was gonna find out that day.
- You didn't know it? - No.
I was there.
What?
- Did you see him? - No.
He was good, he dodged my cameras. I never got a clear look at him.
But I got this.
You know him?
Yeah.
Julian Larssen, we trained together in Special Forces.
- You didn't know he was involved? - No, I haven't seen him in years.
It's our patchwork man.
Excuse me.
What's going on?
N.Y.P.D. just called in a homicide in an antique shop downtown.
The same antique shop where Neal got his gun.
Rule out a snatch and grab?
Two shots to the chest. As far as we can tell, nothing was taken.
That was playing when we came in.
I'll check it out.
What the hell's going on?
The shop owner was working on the code.
Turn that off.
Let me see that.
"Eureka." - He must've figured something out.
When you're done with this, it comes to me.
How about surveillance tapes?
Gunman was smart, knew to avoid the cameras.
But this is interesting.
Surveillance tape was queued up to some earlier footage.
- Neal. - He's the next target.
What the hell's going on?
Hi, Neal, can I come in?
Sure, come on in.
Neal, pick up.
Keep trying.
You gonna answer that?
No.
Is the target officially off my back?
Whoever wants the box knows you don't have it.
Well, it'll be nice to stop prowling around rooftops for a paycheck.
What about you? Did you get what you need?
I found Fowler, but I still don't know who killed Kate.
- And the code? - Mozz will crack it.
I chased that music box for a long time, Neal.
- I almost feel guilty I brought you in. - Oh, come on, I forced my way in.
- True, but that's just... - What we do.
It's kind of sad, it's all coming to an end.
Freeze. Hands where I can see them.
May I?
My number.
From now on I'll answer it.
See you around, Neal.
Thought we sent you to Italy, Alex.
- Snuck back in. - You are quick on your feet, like a cat.
That silver around your neck, Spanish by chance?
Don't know.
See you around.
- You wanna explain the guns? - Someone killed Akihiro Tanaka.
- We thought they were headed here next. - Why?
Surveillance tapes at the antique shop paused on your image.
Well, I wasn't there alone.
Sir, are you okay? What happened?
Have a great day.