04x10 - Means to an End

[bunniefuu]

Catherine: Previously on Beauty & the Beast.

Vincent, don't!

No.

DHS is everywhere looking for you.

You k*lled the deputy secretary.

Someone, somehow, is always after Vincent.

And you're enabling him.

Cat, you're breaking the law.

What if you stop covering up?

What if you stop knowing what's going on?

I want to be there for you, but I can't, unless you stop keeping secrets from me.

Vincent's working undercover for Homeland Security.

Kyle: Thank you for telling me the truth.

Someone's willing to pay $5 million to capture a beast.

There's a bounty?

Graydal Securities is the one behind the beast bounty, so that's where I'm going next.

Graydal is not just your everyday security firm.

They're like Blackwater on steroids.

Pretty ballsy move, you walking in here that way.

So what's the problem?

I don't trust you.

That's the problem.

♪ ♪

(bell tinkles)

Flat white.

Okay, yeah. Thanks.

Non-fat soy mochas.

Thank you, Donna.

You're welcome.

Triple sh*t soy latte and a chamomile tea.

Thank you.

Oh, thanks.

Okay, what's going on?

What do you mean?

Heather: What do you mean, what do I mean?

First of all, you do not drink tea.

And secondly, you can't tell me that you're not worried.

You haven't heard from Vincent since he turned himself in to Graydal and that was, like, three days ago.

But he's fine.

Uh-huh.

And this what denial looks like.

No.

This is what realizing you can't control everything looks like.

Vincent and I made a choice, we can't go back on it, so I'm just embracing my path.

Wow.

Must be some tea.

(laughs)

Vincent didn't turn himself in on a whim.

We made a plan.

JT's got eyes on Graydal, so as soon as they deliver Vincent to the beast buyer, we'll finally figure out who it is.

Okay, so you ID him or her.

Then what?

Okay, whoever it is has been looking for a beast for months, and it can't be for anything good, right?

So once we figure it out, I will inform DHS and then they will take him down.

I still can't believe they fired you.

Not fired. Suspended.

But even if they don't take me back, hopefully us stopping whatever this beast buyer is trying to do will be enough for them to believe that Vincent isn't the bad guy that they think he is.

(humming): Om...

(chuckles)

Do not mock my Zen.

Still, I wish a tea could help me figure out whether or not I should move in with Kyle.

What? He asked?

Isn't it a little early?

Yeah. Especially 'cause I have to keep lying to him about everything.

I mean, it's easier when it's on the occasional date, you know?

But when it's over, like, breakfast and lunch and dinner...

Well, bright side?

If this plan works, then we can all stop lying.

What's up?

Tess. Hey.

Hi.

Hi.

Really?

Um, yeah.

I don't... I don't know why I did that.

Cat, I get it.

We're on opposite sides now.

I'm Team Law and Order and you're Team...

No, I am still Team Law and Order.

Just sans badge.

Yeah.

Yeah, she's trying to get justice for her husband and take down a bad man with a bad plan.

If that's not Team Law and Order, I don't know what is.

Look, for the sake of our friendship, maybe we should just leave teams and plans at the door.

Less I know, the better.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay. Okay.

Be careful.

(Heather sighs)

That was really awkward.

Mm-hmm.

(phone ringing)

JT, is everything okay?

What's up?

DHS is raiding Graydal.

(sirens wailing, indistinct chatter)

What is the meaning of this?

We've got a search warrant, looking for Vincent Keller.

Who?

Really?

Okay.

We don't hire fugitives at Graydal.

We offer high-level security.

Search every door, every closet... everywhere.

Agent: Okay, move out.

(indistinct chatter)

Dylan: Hustle, people.

All right, taking the north elevator.

(footsteps approaching)

Have they found him?

No, but it's only a matter of time.

Heather: Well, maybe they're looking for somebody else.

Agent Dylan's leading the charge.

Yeah, and her only job is to find Vincent.

How long have they been in there for?

20 minutes, give or take.

If they arrest him...

I know.

I don't.

Our only chance of showing DHS that Vincent's a good guy and not a crazed k*ller is before he gets caught, not after.

Otherwise, they're gonna put him on trial for m*rder.

I'll go make you some tea.

Since when do you drink tea?

They're coming out.

Heather: What?

So they didn't find him.

Uh... apparently not.

(exhales happily) That's good news, right?

Okay, what am I missing now?

If he was there, DHS would've found him.

Which means...?

Which means, if he's not there, we don't know where he is.

♪ ♪

(electronic whirring)

(Vincent pants)

Braxton: Good news.

They're gone and you're safe.

(laughs bitterly)

Come on, Braxton, what do you want from me?

Well, it isn't what I want, Keller-- it's what the buyer wants.

And until I can prove that you're everything he needs you to be, I don't get paid and you don't leave.

Please, just... let me go.

I'm sorry, I really am, but my job is to find out what kind of beast you really are.

Oh, no, come on.

No, no, no more.

Come on, no, please, no, no!

(screaming)

(snarling)

(snarling)

♪ Beauty and the Beast 4x10 ♪
Means to an End

How are you feeling?

How do you think I feel?

So now what?

You're free to go.

What, just like that? No more tests?

I didn't say that.

Put simply, although my client seems satisfied with all the tests I've run so far, he still has a few more questions.

Questions?

Come on, Braxton.

Who is this guy and what does he want from me?

You're still trying to find that out, aren't you?

Well, I can't blame you.

I'd want to know why someone was willing to pay $10 million for me, too.

But you're not paying me, he is, which means I do what he says.

So more tests?

Don't know.

But you'll find out soon enough.

Like I said, you're free to go.

Except for DHS, of course, but that's your problem, not mine.

What makes you think I'm not just going to k*ll you, right here, right now?

Because that won't get you the answers you're looking for.

And because I don't think you want to be dealing with another m*rder charge, either.

Oh.

The buyer will be contacting you.

He'll let you know what the next test is.

And if I don't do it?

Then I'm screwed and you get exposed.

Oh, it's all been recorded, everything that you are.

And I've been instructed to inform the press if you don't cooperate.

Your choice.

We must've missed something.

They must've gotten him out of there somehow without us seeing it.

I don't see how.

I've got Graydal completely covered.

And I've been through all the footage since Vincent arrived and there's nothing.

Okay, what about vans, delivery trucks?

Maybe they snuck him out.

No way, there's nothing his size has left the building.

Then where the hell is he? Tea?

(door opens)

Vincent: Got anything stronger?

Vincent!

Hey.

Oh... I was so worried.

You look exhausted.

Are you okay?

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Liar.

JT: Where have you been?

We thought you were still at Graydal.

I was.

All right, full leaded.

Oh, thank you.

Mm-hmm.

But we didn't see you leave.

A tunnel entrance.

Their private access to their beast cage.

Their what?

Yeah.

Apparently, whoever is after me knows a lot more about beasts than we thought, right?

Enough to keep me caged, anyway.

Who could know that much about beasts?

Muirfield's gone.

They're the only ones who know anything.

Well, obviously, there's someone else.

Did they hurt you?

They did some tests.

More to the point, Braxton did the tests.

And that's not the end of it.

The beast buyer wants to see more.

More of what?

(phone buzzing)

Well, sounds like we're about to find out.

"Evidence 62156, 125th precinct. Retrieve, wait for further instructions in two hours."

"Retrieve"? What the hell's that mean?

It means that they want him to steal case evidence... from my precinct.

JT: Which means from Tess, who's not exactly on Team Beast anymore.

I don't like it.

Yeah.

But seriously, what choice do I have?

Braxton's got me on tape...

...beasting out.

He's gonna expose me if I don't go through with it.

JT's gonna hack into Graydal, he'll get Braxton's tapes and take away any leverage he has.

What, in two hours?

Come on, if we've got any hope of figuring out who's behind this and stopping them, this is the only way.

Why do you think I turned myself into Graydal in the first place?

That was before Braxton caged you and before we knew about these tests.

Yeah, well, at least he's not asking me to rip anybody's heart out.

Yet.

It's bad enough that he's asking you to steal evidence from Tess's precinct, and that's only the beginning.

We don't even know why they're testing you.

Only one way to find out.

Come on.

We've been through this, right?

Whatever our future holds, it starts with doing whatever we got to do to clear my name and stop this thr*at.

One step at a time, okay?

Okay.

But I'm getting the evidence.

You're not going anywhere near that precinct.

Come on, that's way, too...

Unless you want to be exposed.

Come on.

♪ ♪

(door opens)

Tag, 62156.

That the right number?

62156, yeah, that's it.

Joint investigation?

Sorry?

Well, you're a Fed now, aren't you, Cat?

I just assumed.

Uh, right.

Uh, no, actually, I think it might be connected to a case that I was working on when I was here.

So it's not a joint investigation.

Not technically, no.

Do you have authorization?

Honestly, no.

I was just hoping that you would do me a solid and let me borrow it, just for a day or two.

Come on, Frank, if I have to wait to cut through all this bureaucracy just to get what's in here, I may lose everything.

You still got to sign for it.

Of course.

Thank you, Frank. I owe you.

Big time.

(low, indistinct conversations)

Tess: Yeah, get a report on my desk.

(gasps)

Tess.

Cat, what are you doing here?

Um, I was just hoping to bump into you.

(chuckles) Looks like we almost did.

Mm. I'll catch up.

All right, see you later, Cap.

You all right?

(scoffs)

Sorry, that's a... that's a stupid question.

Look, this is weird.

You know, I know you're still trying to exonerate Vincent and find out who's after him, and I get it, but I can't know about that anymore, you know?

At least, not specifics.

Not if I'm gonna follow the law and do my job.

I... I don't want to do this to you anymore.

It is not your problem.

Then don't make it my problem, okay?

'Cause we're best friends, Cat, that doesn't change, but I don't want to be the one who ends up busting you for something.

Female voice: Access denied. Access denied.

(hand slams desk)

Heather: Aren't you supposed to be some ace hacker?

DHS, Muirfield-- no problem.

But some tiny little security company...

Graydal's not a tiny little security company.

Braxton's ex-NSA, he set the place up like Blackwater, okay?

Touchy.

Sorry.

I'm-I'm just worried.

I don't like anybody having proof about Vincent, let alone Braxton.

Well, all the more reason to break past his firewall now.

I'm just saying.

Just keep searching through Braxton's background.

Hopefully even he uses personal information for passcodes.

(cell phone rings)

All right, fine.

Kyle?

Yeah.

(sighs) He wants to have dinner.

He keeps asking me if I'm gonna move in with him or not.

(phone beeps, ringing stops)

You're gonna have to give him an answer sooner or later.

Yeah, okay, maybe after we help Vincent not get exposed.

Then find out who's after him.

And then help Cat exonerate him.

When I'm 50.

(clears throat)

Go.

I got this.

The man deserves an answer.

Well, okay, but how do I give him one without continuing to lie to him about everything?

(laughing): I don't know.

I'm the last person to be giving relationship advice, especially about cohabitation.

This is my life.

At least until I can help save Vincent once and for all.

Hopefully before I turn 50.

Tess seriously doesn't know what she's missing.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

(flapping lips)

♪ ♪

Female voice: Access denied.

(sighs)

Come on.

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

Where you been?

The two hours is almost up.

Did you get the evidence?

Yeah, I got it, all right.

What's the matter?

Actually, it's from a case Tess and I worked on.

The last one I did as a detective.

And?

And without it, the DA can't prosecute the perp that we busted with it.

He'll walk.

♪ ♪

Maybe we should reconsider these tests?

They're not just testing you, Vincent, they're testing us.

That was my case, my precinct.

Great. What do you want me to do, you know?

Take the g*n back?

Just pretend like we never took it in the first place?

"We" didn't take it, I did.

Which means I'm on the hook now, too.

Okay, I know, all right? I'm sorry.

It's just that they got us by the neck, and I-I really don't like it.

We've got to figure out what we're going to do, how far we're willing to go, 'cause maybe that's the test.

Maybe.

How far are we willing to go?

All I know is that if you get exposed, everything's lost.

So maybe we just do what you said.

We take this one step at a time, we play along and hope JT gets Braxton's tape before...

Before we have to let any criminals off the hook.

(cell phone buzzes)

Hey.

Hey, hold up.

461 Pell Street, 90 minutes.

Chinatown, the Triad.

Vincent, you can't give them that g*n.

I can't just let a Triad g*ng member walk.

Obviously I'm gonna have to hand it over if we want this to work.

Unless we switch it out.

You know, you take back the real one.

No.

Erik Lee, the perp, he's a g*n guy.

It's not gonna work, he'll know.

Of course he is.

Maybe I can find some more evidence against him.

I'll have to.

I'm sorry.

You should have married Evan in the first place.

Yeah, biggest mistake of my life.

(both chuckle)

JT: I've never seen anything like it.

The-the hardware's air-gapped, and Braxton's firewall's completely impenetrable.

Still, we have to get Braxton's tapes before they make Vincent do something worse. What's plan B?

Get into Braxton's office, bypass the firewall.

Braxton's office? How are you gonna do that?

Hopefully by going in through the front door.

I just need a wife.

Trust me.

Long story.

Don't do anything too dangerous, okay?

Look, I'm not giving up now, not after all these years, okay?

I don't know how to explain it, but I'm not just doing this for Vincent.

I'm doing it for me, too.

I have this weird feeling that this is what I'm supposed to do.

I love you, JT.

I love you, too.

Be careful.

Promise.

(phone beeps off)

♪ Wanna be on your mind ♪
♪ Stay there all the time... ♪

Look, Heather, if you're not ready to move in with me, it's...

No, Kyle, it's not that, really, it's...

Vincent?

♪ Want to be on your mind... ♪

I mean, ever since you told me he went undercover for DHS, you've been a little distracted.

Sorry.

It's okay.

At least I know why now.

It meant a lot that you confided in me, told me what was really going on.

Is Vincent all right?

I don't know, um...

JT: Heather.

I...

Hey, uh, sorry to interrupt.

Uh, hi, how's it going?

JT.

Kyle.

Kyle: Nice to meet you.

Is everything all right?

No, uh, I, uh, need your help.

Uh, actually, uh, Cat does.

The alarm went off at her office again, but nobody's there, and Cat's on a case, so can you let the alarm company in?

Yeah, sure.

Uh, I'll be right back.

Oh, no, you won't.

I'll come with you guys.

In case something's going on.

Oh. No... No...

No, that's not necessary.

But we should go.

Okay, um, I'll-I'll call you later, uh, tonight.

♪ Stay there all the time ♪
♪ You can call my name... ♪

Heather: The alarm? Really, JT?

That's the best you could come up with?

It doesn't matter.

Well, it matters to me.

Now I think my boyfriend is suspicious again.

Forget your boyfriend, you're a married woman now.

Huh?

You Keller?

Yeah. Who wants to know?

From what I hear, quite a few people do.

Especially DHS.

You got something for me?

Yeah.

Nice to have friends in high places.

I wouldn't know.

First you're gonna tell me who it is and what the hell this is about, 'cause I really, really don't like helping guys like you out.

You know what I mean?

I don't think so.

Okay then.

By the way, I was told to give you this.

What is it?

Something about a test.

Thanks again.

It's my favorite g*n.

Yeah.

(sighs)

(camera shutter clicks)

(engine starts)

(camera shutter clicking)

(knocking)

Captain Vargas?

Agent Olivia Dylan, DHS.

You got a minute?

Sure.

I was hoping you could help me with a case I'm working on.

All right. What case?

Vincent Keller.

(laughs): Oh, come on.

You don't really expect me to believe that your best friend, your old partner, hasn't told you what's going on with her husband?

Well, yeah, but she said it was classified, so...

Well, it's not classified anymore.

Where did you get these?

I don't know.

They just mysteriously landed on my desk.

Happened today, time-stamped an hour ago.

Look, I-I don't really care about Erik Lee, but I do care about Keller.

You got any idea what the connection is?

No.

No? L-Lee was your case, wasn't he? Yours and Chandler's?

Yes, we busted him.

He's out on bail, but he's about to go to trial.

Yeah, only if you still have the evidence against him.

Do you?

Catherine: You gave Erik Lee the g*n?

Couldn't you have, I don't know, blurred it out of his pocket afterward or something?

Look, I'm sorry, okay? I really didn't have a choice.

Okay. Well, all the more reason for us to bust whoever's behind this so that we can get the g*n back and hopefully bust Erik Lee, again.

Did you get any leads?

Uh, no, no, but he gave me some claim ticket to a dry cleaners across town.

It's the next test, apparently.

Look, have you made any progress?

No.

No, I mean, JT got me access to Graydal's financials.

I was hoping to backtrack the payments to Braxton, ID someone, but there's just too many shady dealings to sort through.

Yeah, and I feel like we're on such a slippery slope right now.

Hopefully, the ends justify the means.

Depends on the means, I guess.

(knocking)

Okay, call me when you figure out what's at the cleaners, and hopefully by then, JT or I will have something to help.

Okay.

Hey, I love you.

I love you, too.

(knocking)

Tess, what's going on?

You're under arrest, Cat.

Cuff her.

Man: No, the autopsy report hasn't come in yet, so...

Woman: So we're stuck with just the composite drawings?

(conversation continues indistinctly)

I have to read you your rights.

Tess...

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law.

Tess, stop, please.

You don't have to do this.

Oh, yes, I do, Cat. I warned you.

I know. I know.

But I didn't have a choice.

Yeah, you did. You had a choice not to take the g*n.

You had a choice not to lie to my face right after you stole the g*n.

I didn't lie to you, Tess.

I said that I didn't want to put you in any more compromising situations, and I don't.

Cat, you took incriminating evidence.

You let a dangerous perp off the hook by doing so.

Did you really think you'd get away with this?

No, I didn't.

Then what were you thinking?

I was thinking that I was trying to save Vincent.

That's what I was thinking.

I know you don't want to hear it, and I get that, but that's the truth.

Okay, I don't want Erik Lee to walk, and I'm gonna do everything I can to make sure that he doesn't.

(sighs)

I don't know, I just... I was just hoping that I'd be able to do what we used to do as cops, you know?

Let the little fish go in hopes of busting the big fish.

All right, well, first of all, you're not a cop anymore, okay?

And, second, you don't even know who you're after.

No.

But I do know that they spent millions looking for a beast.

I know they hired Graydal to send out assassins and bounty hunters.

Nobody does that unless they're planning something huge.

I get that you don't want to be involved in any of this anymore.

Yeah.

I do get that.

But I don't have that option.

Graydal is gonna expose my husband, expose everything about him unless we cooperate.

Cooperate how?

Whoever is behind this, he's forcing Vincent, forcing us, to do all of these things.

Maybe it's to see how far we're willing to go.

All I know is that if we don't, everything's lost.

That explains the photos.

Yeah, somebody anonymously took photos of Vincent with Erik Lee, and then slipped them to Agent Dylan.

That's how I found out about the missing evidence.

Now they're gonna set him up.

Yeah.

We're being blackmailed, Tess.

Obviously, somebody's doing everything and anything they can to get Vincent to do something he doesn't want to do.

But do what?

I don't know, but it has to be something big, right?

Otherwise, why put us through all this?

Please, Tess, come on.

You have got to let me go.

Cat...

Not...

Not as a friend, okay?

As a cop.

You know that I'm telling you the truth.

You've seen the other people that we've been up against in the past.

As a cop, you should want to do everything in your power to stop whoever it is we're up against this time.

Besides, you know, I'm-I'm just a little fish.

All right.

You have 48 hours, and that is it.

You better come back with a big fish and new evidence on Erik Lee.

Otherwise, I won't have a choice, capisce?

All right, let's go.

(elevator bell dings)

(indistinct chatter)

Woman: Can I help you?

Yeah.

Is this Agent Chandler's office?

It used to be, before she got suspended.

What?

Do you know Agent Chandler?

Uh, I mean, yeah, a little.

I'm dating her sister.

Did an alarm go off here last night?

Just wait here.

Dylan: Hi.

I'm Agent Olivia Dylan.

Did you say you're dating Heather Chandler?

Yeah.

Well, I was under the impression that Professor Forbes was dating Heather Chandler.

Professor Forbes?

Yeah.

JT?

What's going on?

Dylan: Apparently, they're married.

Huh?

What if we get caught?

We won't, as long as you don't freak out, dear.

(sighs)

Well, then what's taking so long?

Probably just doing a background check.

Relax.

Braxton won't see just anybody.

Hmm.

Don't worry.

I spent all night making sure our covers were bulletproof.

We're stinking rich.

Dot-com rich.

So what am I, your trophy wife or something?

Ouch.

That's not what I meant.

Just charm Braxton.

Keep his attention away from his computer.

No, I know. And then you'll take the doohickey and insert it into the computer, and it'll take it from the airlock to the cloud or something.

Close enough.

Important thing is we'll have remote access to the exposure tapes, and we can get the hell out of here.

And you really think this is gonna work?

Braxton has $10 million riding on Vincent's secret, so, no, not sure.

But it's our best plan.

(door opens)

Right. (sighs)

Mr. and Mrs. King?

Yeah.

Mr. Braxton will see you now.

Great. Great.

(clears throat)

Catherine: People normally pick up clothes at the dry cleaners, not plastic expl*sives.

It was in the bag.

Apparently, the cleaners thought it was clay.

Obviously, they did not see the detonator.

Any idea what the man behind the curtain wants to do with it?

No, not yet, but whatever it is, it can't be good.

I mean, this thing can blow up an entire building.

Okay, what are we gonna do?

Not that, obviously.

This is where we draw the line, right?

Yes, of course.

We can't k*ll innocent people just to cover up a secret.

Which leaves us where?

Well, I was kind of hoping you might be able to identify whoever is pulling the puppet strings.

No such luck.

Which I admit is really weird, because no matter where I look, all roads lead to Graydal.

Uh, meaning?

Meaning either I am a lousy detective and I can't find a connection...

Right.

...or there isn't one.

There's got to be a connection.

I mean, Braxton's got a contract from a client for $10 million to find me.

There's got to be a money trail, uh, case files, e-mails, something.

It just doesn't make any sense.

Unless the beast buyer doesn't exist.

Come on.

No... think about it.

Braxton is the one that caged you, he did tests on you, then he claimed to send you off to somebody else who wanted to do tests on you, too, right?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, so what if that somebody else doesn't exist?

Mm?

What if the reason I can't find a client is because there isn't one?

(sighs)

Vincent, what if Braxton is the beast buyer, and all of this is a facade to keep us from finding out?

(phone ringing)

It's JT.

He's at Graydal.

What?

(phone beeps)

Yeah, JT.

No.

Actually, it's Braxton.

We've got ourselves a problem.

(gulps)

(siren wailing, horn honking)

I can't believe that Braxton was behind this the whole time.

And he didn't even care that we found out it was him.

It didn't bother him one bit.

Yeah, that's because he thinks he's holding all the cards, and not just with the thr*at of exposure now.

I never should've let JT go in there.

I didn't know he was gonna take Heather with him.

Hey, come on, it's gonna be fine, all right?

I promise you. Braxton won't hurt them.

Yeah, unless you don't pass the next test, which is blowing up my DHS office.

But I won't do it. You know I can't.

I know, but what are we gonna do?

(sighs heavily)

You know, maybe it's about time we started using a little leverage ourselves.

Look, Agent Dylan's been trying to take down Braxton for years, right?

That's why he's trying to k*ll her by blowing up your office.

And setting you up to take the fall.

Yeah. You think you have enough proof to build a case against him?

Maybe. But DHS isn't gonna believe anything I found.

Yeah, but maybe he will.

Maybe we could force a confession out of him.

What are you thinking?

I'm thinking we do what we were planning from the beginning-- find out who's behind this and get DHS to bust them.

All we have to do now is make DHS believe that they're... busting me.

Agent Dylan!

We just spotted Keller.

Where?

Grand Central Station.

Man: That's him. 100% match.

Grand Central?

What is he doing?

Alert all units!

All right, let's go!

Man: All right, let's go, guys.

Don't lose him!

Man: Let's go! Go, go, go!

Woman: Hey... you're with me!

Come on, let's go! Keller's been spotted!

Sure taking them long enough to spot me.

Catherine: Yeah. Your tax dollars at work.

Don't worry, they'll find you.

Vincent: Ugh. They better.

You at Graydal?

Ready and waiting.

Okay, good.

Hey, don't forget about the guard just in the tunnel entrance, okay?

I won't.

And don't you forget to not get caught.

Kind of defeats the whole purpose.

(siren wailing)

Yeah, I promise.

Okay, gotta run.

Man: Hey!

(phone beeps off)

Keller's not answering my texts.

Probably because they're chasing him.

What do you mean?

Who's chasing him?

DHS. We just found out.

It's a full alert.

Where are they chasing him to?

I think to us.

(grunting)

(grunts)

(grunts)

(grunts)

Hey. I'd put my hands up if I were you.

(sirens approaching)

(men shouting)

Man: Put your weapons down!

(electronic whirring)

Braxton: Come on. Get up.

Now!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait, wait.

Wait, wait-- where are we going?

To where your friends can't help DHS to find you.

Freeze!

Cat!

Drop it, now.

I said, drop it.

You don't know what you're doing.

I know exactly what I'm doing.

So don't test me.

You think the only reason that I was testing Vincent was to see whether he'd blow up some dumb DHS office?

I didn't go through all this, I didn't spend months looking for somebody like Vincent, for that.

Let me guess, there's a bigger bad out there you're really trying to stop?

Yeah, there is.

Of course there is.

You knew Agent Dylan was getting close, that's why you blackmailed Vincent into trying to get rid of her.

You knew it was only a matter of time before she found out about all the fugitives you hired, the hit men-- Erik Lee?

Erik Lee?

He was nothing!

The only reason I forced Vincent to get him off was to set him up.

And those fugitives, those hit men?

They helped me stop bad people from doing bad things-- things FBI, DHS and even CIA wouldn't do!

That's why I created Graydal!

I don't have to apologize for that!

Yeah, maybe not... but you're about to pay for it.

Because you just confessed.

JT, you can stop recording.

I think we have everything we need.

(beeping)

Okay.

I won't be the only one who pays.

DHS will find those tapes, sooner or later.

You'll be exposed.

Yeah. We know.

But I'm not about to let innocent people die just to protect my identity.

Nor will we let you use Vincent to do whatever else you wanted him to do.

I didn't want Vincent to do something.

I wanted him to stop something.

Something only a beast can stop.

Please don't tell me there's another beast out there.

I don't believe you for a second.

Well, you better believe me, because if DHS arrests me, you won't know how to stop him.

(scoffs)

He's lying.

Let's get outta here.

No!

(yelling)

(grunts)

Braxton: No! You're the... you're the only one-- you're the only one... who can stop him!

(siren wailing in distance)

Tess: Agent Dylan.

Looks like you got the mother lode.

Thanks for the backup, Captain.

Much appreciated.

Hey, we're on the same team, right?

Did you get Keller?

No, he got away.

So, what, he led you here just so you could bust Braxton?

Apparently.

Got Braxton on tape confessing, too.

I've been trying to bring that bastard down for years.

He even implicated Erik Lee, lucky you.

So it kind of makes you wonder, right?

Why a fugitive like Keller would want to help us bust Graydal and Lee?

Look, just because Keller did something good, doesn't mean he's not still bad.

Right, but why would he risk getting caught just to help you nail Braxton?

(scoffs)

Hey, maybe he's not so bad after all.

Maybe there's more to what he did than you know.

Maybe. Yeah.

Let's see what turns up on Braxton's computers.

All right.

(thunder rumbling)

♪ Help me ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm feeling shaky ♪
♪ Tell me what's wrong with my brain... ♪

(Vincent sighs deeply)

Maybe you should go.

It's only a matter of time before they find you here.

I'd rather they found me here than anywhere else.

Catherine, I'm done running.

But what if DHS has found Braxton's tapes?

I'm screwed either way.

It's not fair.

Hill set you up, Braxton set you up.

Come on, it doesn't matter.

Yes, it does, Vincent.

You're a good man.

You know? You've sacrificed too much.

We've sacrificed too much to have it end like this.

Well, nobody said life was fair, huh?

We have to keep fighting, Vincent-- for us.

It's not gonna be easy.

Once I'm exposed to the world...

If you're exposed.

I will be.

It's just a matter of time before DHS finds those tapes.

We can't stop it.

Then maybe we should run.

Maybe we should get away from here.

Really? Where?

I don't know. Anywhere.

All I care about is if we're together.

Hey...

♪ 'Cause I'm afraid of the light ♪
♪ Yeah, you know what I mean ♪

We could, you know.

We could; we've done what we set out to do-- we found out who's after me, we saved lives.

But what if he was telling the truth?

What if there's another...?

There's not, okay?

All of that ended long ago.

Braxton would've said anything to save his own ass.

(urgent knocking on door)

(thunder rumbles)

(knocking on door)

It's gonna be okay.

(knocking on door)

You need to come with me.

(latch clicks)

(drawer rattles, clunks)

Ugh. Okay. Yeah.

Where's the rest of him?

Don't know. This is all they found.

Okay, are you sure that this is Braxton?

(sighs) DNA and dental records match.

Where'd it happen?

In jail, after DHS arrested him.

Huh. So Braxton wasn't lying after all.

It seems we have another beast on our hands.

But how's that possible?