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Good. You're here.

You guys were able to set everything up on time?

Yep, we have full video and audio of her apartment.

Just in time to watch her pack.

You think she's onto us?

No, my menu trick worked. She hasn't looked for bugs or cameras, so I don't think she knows we were there. She's calling someone.

Let it go to voice mail. Jones, turn up the volume.

Peter--

We're gonna hear it eventually.

Hey, Neal, it's me. Um, look, I've been thinking a lot about what we talked about earlier, what you said to me, and, um... I love you too. I can't believe I just said that into your voice mail. I-- I guess I just couldn't wait to tell you. Okay, I'm gonna hang up before I embarrass myself worse, but, um, I'll see you tomorrow.

So you told her you loved her?

I had to buy you guys some time. The question is, what angle is she playing?

That's why she was packing.

You think she's moving on to her next target?

I think you're the only target she cares about.

Yeah, she's packing up everything from before she became Rebecca.

Because she wants to stay as Rebecca. Neal, I think she meant what she said. She's in love with you.

She profiled my exes to handcraft a persona I would fall for... building the perfect girlfriend.

I think she built it a little too well-- fell for her own con.

You really think she would have thrown it all away and settled down with me?

It explains why Hagen turned on her. He lost control. And it also explains why she turned on him.

Maybe she got a read on me and decided to play along.

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Okay, let's assume you're right. What reason would she have for telling you she loves you?

Keep me around, help with the diamond.

It's a possibility, and in that case, she still has no idea we're onto her. Or I'm right, and she means it, and we can use it against her. You know, your relationships aren't the only ones that are under her microscope.

You have to get Elizabeth out of town.

Already did--sent her to Bruce's in Washington until it's settled. So let's settle it.

What are you thinking?

If she's fallen for you or not, she needs you. We know that much. So let's see what she does when we threat to take you away.

Thanks for coming in on such short notice. I, uh--I hope we didn't mess up your day.

There's not much to mess with. I still don't have a job.

Oh, well, I bet you're wondering why you're here.

I'm assuming it has something to do with the Gershon Museum robbery. Is there new information?

This isn't about the museum.

Oh. Now I'm wondering why I'm here.

It's about Neal Caffrey.

What about him?

We have reason to believe that he's been engaged in illegal activities behind our back for some time now.

What kind of illegal activities?

Does this man look familiar to you?

N-no, who is he?

His name is Curtis Hagen. Has Neal ever mentioned that name?

I don't believe so. Why?

He was murder yesterday. Neal Caffrey is our prime suspect.

You see what she just did?

Pretended not to know Hagen?

Her fake concern to the news that I'm a murder suspect.

Nah, looked like real concern to me.

It was real, but it wasn't for me. It's almost impossible not to react to unpredictable news in some way. A good con knows how to turn those tells into an advantage. You play poker?

Ah, I host the occasional Friday night game. You'll never be invited-- no offense.

In poker, it's too obvious to act calm when you're nervous, but when you see that fourth ace drop...

The blood pressure spikes.

Yeah. A good player knows you can't control that, but you can hide its meaning. She's hiding her own concern of getting caught by acting concerned about me.

Or maybe you want her to be lying. I mean, it would be easier, wouldn't it?

Neal isn't here today, is he?

No, we assigned him to another case across town so that we have the opportunity to interview his known acquaintances.

I'm--I'm sorry, this is just a lot to process. I know Neal. He's not a murder.

No, no, he wouldn't get his own hands dirty, but he's not above hiring others. There's a lot you don't know about Neal Caffrey.

He's told me about his criminal past, but he says that's all behind him now.

He says that a lot. Neal had a history with this man. He also had a strong motive to want him dead.

Which is?

I'm afraid I can't say.

So what am I supposed to do?

If I were you, I'd keep my distance.

I think that went well.

She should consider a second career on Broadway.

Yeah, so should you, Peter.

I think I sold a complete distrust of Neal pretty well.

All right, we showed our hand. There's no way she's sticking around after the FBI calls her in about a murder she committed. She's gonna run.

Unless she has a reason to stay.

It's her. Madison Square park, one hour.

I'll assemble the team.

All agents maintain position until my word. Rebecca's in the park now-- sending Caffrey.

Hey. I got here as fast as I could. You okay?

Walk with me.

How's the audio?

Five by five... as long as Neal keeps the pen pointed in the right direction.

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Becca, what's going on? You're starting to worry me.

I was called into the FBI this morning.

What?

They were asking about Hagen. Neal, I had to warn you. They think you hired someone to kill him.

Me? That's insane. That-- I didn't do it. You have to believe me.

What are you gonna do?

I have to run.

He's good.

Two can play at that game.

Run? Neal, there has to be another way.

The feds could have followed you here, all right?

They didn't. I made sure of it.

You wouldn't know it if they--

Trust me, I would.

I can't trust anyone right now. Look, I hate to say it, but this is good-bye.

I can go with you.

Living on the run isn't a life for someone like you. You're not that kind of girl.

Maybe I'm not the girl you think I am. Neal, there's something that I have to tell you... about who I really am.

Something's wrong.

Let's see if Caffrey can save it.

That's what all this is about, isn't it? I have to hand it to you-- almost worked.

What are you talking about?

Letting me make the decision to come clean to you-- that was very clever.

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Rebecca, you're not making any sense right now. What--

I didn't see the feds earlier. I must be slipping.

If there are feds here, they're here for me. They think I'm the one who killed Hagen, come on.

There's no more point in lying, Neal.

We've been made. We got to grab her.

But we don't have anything on her.

If we don't go, she's gonna run.

You're right.

On my signal.

Let's start telling the truth. Did you kill Siegel?

Where's my diamond?

Tell me if you killed Siegel, I'll give you the location.

We're done playing games, Neal. I was gonna give everything up for you. I don't know what I was thinking.

Jones, cut her off. Move in now. Move in.

Go! Go! I got him.

All agents head towards north exit! Suspect headed west on Fifth!

Hi.

Hey.

All units, subject heading south on Fifth Avenue in taxi number 86z5.

We've coordinated with NYPD and state police. All eyes are on train stations, buses, airports. There is no way she's leaving this island.

We need to go back to her apartment.

We made copies of everything there.

But we only had time for a quick search.

We looked in the bag she dropped. Nothing in it but a burner phone and some cash.

Where are we on the cab?

We got the license number, but it was already found. Ditched on 13th and Broadway.

Check all traffic cams and surveillance within a half mile.

Already on it.

Now that our cover is blown, let's tear her apartment apart.

Maybe we can find something that tells us who we're dealing with.

Excellent.

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