Last Man Standing Page #3

get a little worried.

That's probably him now.

Okay, bye.

If you

want your husband to live,

you'll do exactly

what we tell you.

You tell anyone,

and he dies.

We are watching

your every move.

Instructions will follow.

When's Daddy gonna be home?

He's working late

tonight, honey.

But what about our pancakes?

Maybe we should

bring them to his work.

I don't think so.

We should just save them

till tomorrow night.

You know what, honey?

I think I better go down

and help Daddy at work.

How'd you like

to go play with Haley...

for a little while, huh?

Maybe even spend the night?

Can't I go with you?

Mommy's got to do

computer work.

Besides, you're gonna have

more fun with Haley.

Come on.

Abby.

Hi. I need a big favor.

Sure, honey. What is it?

Can you watch Penny

for the night?

I know

it's last minute, but...

Yes, of course.

It's no problem.

I brought her pj's,

and some of her things

I'm not sure how late I'll be.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, yeah, everything's fine.

Come on, we can play!

Honey, why don't you take

Penny to your room?

I want to go with you.

Sweetheart, I promise

I'll be back soon, all right?

Go with Haley, have some fun.

Okay.

All right.

We were making pancakes,

and something came up.

So I brought this.

I got pancake batter

and syrup.

If you wouldn't mind?

I promised her pancakes.

Abby, what's going on?

Where's Nick?

Can we talk later?

Is there something

I can do to help?

You are. This is helping.

I'm here if you

feel like talking.

Thank you, Charlotte.

Think!

Oh, God. What am I doing?

They probably

tapped the phones.

You have reached

a department...

within the

National Security Agency.

Please enter your access code.

Signals Analysis.

Lincoln, it's Abby.

Who?

Lieutenant Spencer.

First Lieutenant Spencer?

Yeah. It's been a long time.

Yeah, it has.

Look, I need

to trace a transmission.

I have the IP address.

Can you get me access

to server records...

...so I can run a search?

Sure. Give me three minutes.

Abby?

Sam was so distracted

the last few weeks.

He spent so much

time downstairs...

locked up in his office.

Was he working on

something down there?

I don't know

what he was doing.

I mean, we talked

about everything.

Well, almost everything.

He didn't talk about the past.

What happened back there?

People are starting to leave.

Excuse me.

All right,

let's move out.

Mr. Taraki's in

U.S. custody now.

Come on.

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

You'll ride with us.

You'll meet with your wife

and daughter in Kabul later.

Come on. Get in.

What is it?

I don't know.

Something feels funky.

He's just waiting

for us to leave.

Yeah, I don't like the way

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