01x02 - The Lion's Den

[bunniefuu]

THONY: Previously on
"The Cleaning Lady"...

You've been there a year now
since that donor backed out.

We're on a donor registry, Marco.

We just have to be patient.

He sent me your visa.

It's expired.
I'm afraid we can't help you.

Check it out.

Your daughter's gonna love it, Theo.

I'm just a cleaning lady.

I can help you make this disappear.

Police have ID'd Theo's body.

I-I still have a cleaner inside.

The cleaner who should already be dead?

- Do you trust me?
- Yeah.

(screams)

Where'd you learn how to do that?

What are you... some kind
of doctor or something?

You want me to work for you, protect me.

- I give you my word.
- PERSON: That's her.

PERSON : I'm calling to schedule
an appointment for Luca.

Thank you for calling
the clinic for my son.

I want you on call.

This is your pay for the other night

and a burner phone.

Why do you want me to work for you?

'Cause I don't want to have to k*ll you.

(indistinct chatter)

LUCA: It's supposed to make noise.

(imitates rocket whooshing)

Incoming.

Your dinosaur has no chance now.

(imitates rocket whooshing)

(imitates g*n f*ring)

- Got ya!
- (laughter)

Okay, you drink it now.

We got to go, Thony.

Yeah.

All right, peanut, time
for me to go to work

and you take a nap.

I don't want to take a nap.

But astronauts need their sleep

to become big and strong.

- Okay, Mommy.
- All right.

MAN ON RADIO: Good morning, Vegas.

Here's a little something
to start your day.

W-where are my keys?
I-I know I put them here.

- Chris has them.
- What? Why?

He's just going around the block

He's not old enough to drive.

Actually, he is.

THONY: I'm out of Luca's medicine.

The guy I buy from
hasn't called me back.

Can we swing by his place after work?

Well, we can't even get to work

because Chris is driving my van
around Vegas without a license.

JAZ: You don't have one either, Mom.

- Stay calm.
- (mutters softly)

- (keys jingling)
- Oh, you...

What the hell are you thinking, huh?

You can't drive without me.

You won't even sign my driver's ed form.

(music playing indistinctly on radio)

Mom, I said sign it,
not use it as a coaster.

Well, I can't now because
we're going to be late,

thanks to you.

- Bye.
- JAZ: Have fun at work.

(thankyouverymuch's "Good Vibes")

(bowling pins clatter)

(cheers and laughter)

♪ ♪

Hi, Ronnie. This is Thony again.

Um, I'm of the antivirals for my son.

His immune system is too weak.
He won't make it without it.

Can you call me back, please?

- Thank you.
- That guy still ghosting you?

Yeah. It's getting harder and harder

to get all of the different
medicines he needs.

Yeah, but the stem cell
trial starts soon, right?

Not for another week.

♪ ♪

FIONA: Yet some kids get all the luck.

Can you believe all those gifts
are just for one little brat?

Oi, think they're gonna leave that cake?

I think you've got a pretty good sh*t.

Mm-hmm. (laughs)

PERSON OVER PA:
Hey, boys and girls,

it's time for Timmy's birthday.

- Please join us in lane .
- FIONA: Score!

There's a blocked toilet
in the women's bathroom.

♪ ♪

- Ah! Wish me luck.
- FIONA: Good luck.

(giggling)

♪ ♪

(grunts)

Hello? Hello?

- Hello?
- Hi.

Uh, sorry, is it okay if
I change my baby in here?

There's no changing tables
in the men's bathroom.

Yeah, it's over there.

But watch your step. The floor is wet.

- Okay, thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

(grunts)

I mean, what do they think us
woke dads are gonna do, huh?

Change our babies on the slot machines?

(chuckles) Can you imagine
the germs on those things?

Yikes!

You got kids?

Yeah, a boy. He's five years old.

Oh, me too. He's, uh...
He's just... he's bowling.

Uh, where are you from?

I-I, uh, can't quite place the accent.

Wait. Hold on, hold on.
Don't tell me. Let me guess.

- New Jersey?
- (chuckles)

Close. Cambodia.

- PERSON: Oh, so close.
- (chuckles)

- (baby cooing)
- Oh, I know.

I know. You're all better.

Sorry, I have to... I
have to wash my hands.

- Do you mind?
- Oh, it's okay.

All right. There you go.

(baby fusses)

THONY: Hello. What's your name?

- Sarah.
- Hello, Sarah.

And I'm Garrett. Garrett Miller.

Thony.

De La Rosa.

(tense music)

I wanted to approach
you in a safe place.

Uh, I'm an FBI Special Agent.

I just have a few questions for you.

(dramatic music)

So Alonzo...

your supervisor, said you
worked at the warehouse

the night that Theo went missing.

- Did you know him well?
- No.

Uh, I only worked for him three weeks.

Okay, but you were close
enough to go to his funeral,

and then you gave his daughter a gift?

Yeah. Theo was a single dad.

And he didn't know what to
get for a -year-old girl,

so he asked for my help.

I wanted to make sure she got it.

♪ ♪

This way, gentlemen.

♪ ♪

All right, here's the hardware

we've been talking about, all right?

AKs, AR- s, RPGs,

and, uh, three dozen Barretts.

♪ ♪

(speaking Armenian)

(speaking in Armenian)

You know, more sn*pers and
assassins come from Armenia

than anywhere else in the world.

Roman is our very best.

Then he should have the best.

- How does it feel, Roman?
- Good.

(softly speaking Armenian)

You gentlemen take your time.

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We have a thief.

Do we have a problem, Arman?

No. No, let's head up to the office.

We'll discuss some numbers.

(people arguing in Armenian)

(both speaking Spanish)

You think you can short me my g*ns?

Hayak gave me his word.

Viktor, all we need is a couple
days to complete the shipment.

We're fighting a w*r for our homeland!

Armenia doesn't have
days! Every second counts!

(shouting in Armenian)

(both speaking Spanish)

Viktor, hey, hey. Calm down.

Don't tell me to calm down!

- Don't tell me!
- Hey.

No, no, no, no. (speaking in Spanish)

(overlapping shouting)

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey. We're gonna work this out.

Nobody's trying to cheat you here.

This is not a problem, Viktor.

We can get your g*ns, all right?

- (speaking Spanish)
- (people shouting in Armenian)

Let's talk about this.
Come on, Viktor, let's...

Hey!

Enough!

This ends now.

♪ ♪

I said we're gonna get you the g*ns,

and we're gonna do that!

All we need is a couple of days.

♪ ♪

You have hours...

or there will be more bloodshed.

♪ ♪

You ever see any of these
guys at the warehouse?

Just say when.

Hmm?

- No.
- No? You sure?

Take your time.

- FIONA: Thony?
- Yeah.

Oh.

Hey, thank you, uh,

for letting me change her diaper.

- I appreciate it.
- You're welcome

Okay.

FIONA: Hi.

He's hot. (giggles)

Another party just
cleared out. Let's go.

- Okay, I'm almost done here.
- Okay.

(cell phone ringing)

Yeah?

I'm sending a driver to pick you up.

- THONY: I am at work.
- Text me the address.

♪ ♪

All right, wait, wait.

♪ ♪

(speaking in Spanish)

♪ ♪

All right. Go on..

I want him buried at Greenwood.

And, Carlos, when you find out

who's been stealing our merchandise,

I want you to bring him to me.

All right, I don't want him to
know Mateo's death is on him.

- You got it, boss.
- All right.

Clean this up as soon as possible.

I let the warehouse staff
go for the rest of the day.

Told them there was a gas
leak so they won't bother you.

Wait.

After I finish here today,

I want out of, um, our arrangement.

You want to call the sh*ts now?

I came to this country to save my son.

I can't be involved in any of this.

You have to let me go.

Sure. Yeah, go.

You can go.

But the second you're out on your own,

I can no longer protect you.

You couldn't even protect Mateo.

How do you expect to protect me?

♪ ♪

Just do your job...

so I can justify keeping you alive.

♪ ♪

(hip-hop music)

♪ ♪

RAPPER: ♪ Let all the fears
just wash away ♪

♪ Time to wipe the tears ♪

♪ Stronger version of me here today ♪

♪ I got to clean up
all the mess I made ♪

♪ Plus, I told myself that
there'll be better days ♪

♪ Than yesterday ♪

♪ I live today like it's the final day ♪

♪ Got to make a way ♪

♪ And from the wave,
I never float away ♪

♪ I'll never fade or
wipe the pain away ♪

♪ Look me in my eyes ♪

♪ And you'll see bravery
from miles away ♪

♪ I feel it in my bloodstream ♪

♪ I keep swimming upstream ♪

♪ I'm running on a balance beam ♪

♪ But everything around
me isn't what they seem ♪

♪ I feel it in my bloodstream ♪

♪ Feel it in my bloodstream ♪

♪ And I'm about to lose myself tonight ♪

♪ Always on the upstream ♪

♪ ♪

What are you doing here?

I thought they sent everybody
home 'cause of the gas leak.

I'm... I'm just here to clean.

They asked me to come back.

Oh.

Okay.

(dramatic music)

♪ ♪

(Dean Martin's "Ain't
That a Kick in the Head")

♪ ♪

DEAN MARTIN:
♪ How lucky can one guy be? ♪

♪ I kissed her, and she kissed me ♪

♪ Like the fella once said ♪

♪ "Ain't that a kick in the head?" ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Her room was completely black ♪

♪ I hugged her, and she hugged back ♪

♪ Like the sailor said, quote ♪

♪ "Ain't that a hole in the boat?" ♪

♪ My head keeps spinning ♪

♪ I go to sleep and keep grinning ♪

- Good afternoon, Mr. Morales.
- ARMAN: How you doing?

DEAN MARTIN: ♪ Just the beginning ♪

♪ My life is gonna be...

Good afternoon.

- Good to see you.
- Hey.

- How you doing?
- Enjoy your lunch.

Cheers. Enjoy.

- Gracias.
- De nada.

Hola, guapo.

All set for Councilman Knight?

- You mean Mr. Moocher?
- (sighs) Don't call him that.

He's over there, enjoying
the beluga caviar he demanded

while waiting for you... moocher.

Babe, what's wrong?

Mateo's dead.

¿Qué?

Took a b*llet for me.

Ay, Dios mío. What happened?

We were missing some g*ns.

The buyer thought we
were trying to cheat him.

He... he just lost it.

So now I need this guy's help.

(scoffs) Haven't we put
enough in pockets already?

You know how it is,
babe. It's Vegas politics.

He's the man with the contacts.

Yeah, I know.

(upbeat electronic music)

♪ ♪

Get him some more caviar, would you?

- Eric.
- Oh, hey!

- How you doing?
- Arman, my man!

(grunts)

Hey, you can take me

out of a city council
meeting anytime for this.

You think you can set me up

with that hot little piece of ass?

Her name's Lexi.

I can make an introduction,
but no promises.

Have a seat.

So, Eric, we're gonna
need a little more time

to get our funds together
to purchase this hotel.

- How much more time you need?
- A week.

I'll see what I can do.

Let me ask you a question.

Why is Hayak so hot to
buy this hotel anyhow?

- The club's here.
- (laughs)

Yeah? That's good.

What do you guys do, really?

Just...

'Cause I think...

you want to launder
money through the casino.

(dramatic music)

Details you shouldn't know, Eric.

Enjoy your lunch.

We'll talk more when Hayak gets back.

Oh, I will.

Mmm.

Hmm. Mmm.

Fi, it's a raid! Run! Run!

What?

(indistinct shouting)

♪ ♪

- PERSON: Okay.
- (person whistles)

Everybody, hold on, calm down.

- This is not a raid, all right?
- Whoa, slow down.

As I said, this is not
a raid. We are not ICE.

We are the FBI.

We just have a few questions for you.

(cell phone chimes)

_

Alonzo told us you're
Thony's sister-in-law.

Uh, yes.

Um, she's... she's
married to my brother.

Wait, weren't you with Thony
in... in the bathroom earlier?

Did Thony... Did Thony ever say anything

about the night she worked
at the warehouse?

No. I-I mean, I-I knew she
was working there, but...

- What time did Thony come home?
- Late.

But fight nights always run late, so...

Hmm.

You ever seen any of
the men in these photos?

- ALONZO: You can't go...
- THONY: Fi.

ALONZO: Stop, Thony.

Sorry. I told her not to come in.

- (cell phone rings)
- Oh, she's fine.

Thanks, Alonzo.

What are you doing back here?

Oh, just getting to know
some of your coworkers.

No. You're using scare
tactics on vulnerable people,

making everyone think
they're getting deported.

Hmm, is that what you
two are worried about?

'Cause I see here that you are...

Oh, you are both undocumented.

In fact, Fiona has been
in this country illegally

for, what, years?

Look, I already told Fiona this.

We just want information about the night

that you were at the warehouse, okay?

So, if you're ready to open up,

then we won't have to question
your sister-in-law anymore.

Now, she said you got home
pretty late that night.

No, no, tha... that's not what I said.

(sighs) We've told you what we know.

(cell phone ringing)

You need to get that?

I'll call back when
we're done, which is now.

(Garrett chuckles)

She's a little spitfire, huh?

You were in the bathroom with her?

I mean, I-I was just
making first contact.

- It was harmless.
- Listen, Garrett.

Unless you want to go back on the bench

for another indiscretion,

someone goes with you when
you question a female witness.

- Period.
- Mm-hmm. I was with someone.

- My kids.
- Oh.

Come on, Renée, look, I can't do my job

with my hands tied behind my back,

so just cut me some slack.

Losing Theo as a CI puts
us back to square one.

I know. But if Russo finds
out about your little stunt,

she'll kick you off this case.

I guess she doesn't have
to find out, now, does she?

- (gasps)
- Hmm?

Without an informant,
this case is already dead.

♪ ♪

Fi. Fi, Fi, it's okay. I'll drive.

(crying, sniffles)

I thought that was it,
Thony. I thought it was over.

I know.

Come here.

It's okay.

You're not getting deported, okay?

No, you don't know that.
You don't know that.

I'm not just worried about
me. It... it's Chris, too.

What do you mean Chris?
I thought he was born here.

No. I-I-I didn't make it here on time.

But I never told anyone.
I mean, not even Chris.

He thinks he's American,
but... but he's not.

We're gonna figure this out, okay?

But you have to tell Chris.

He can't find out any other way.

I know. I know.

(cell phone ringing)

(zipper opens)

(ringing continues)

- Jaz, what's up?
- I've been trying to call you.

- I think Luca's sick.
- I'll be right back.

Luca's sick. We got to go.

(zipper closes)

(dramatic music)

♪ ♪

When did you start coughing, baby?

This morning. I forgot to tell someone.

That's okay. We're here now.

I want to talk to Daddy.

Yeah, we're gonna call him.

Open wide.

That's a good boy.

Tita Fi's gonna call Daddy now.

Okay.

I'm gonna call that guy and
see if I can get this medicine.

Okay. All right. Let's call Daddy, huh?

♪ ♪

(line trilling)

(line beeping)

PERSON: We're sorry.

You have reached a number
that is no longer in service.

(Marco singing indistinctly on tablet)

(line trilling)

(continues singing indistinctly)

PERSON: Institute of Stem Cell Medicine.

Hello, is this Helen?

HELEN: Yes, it is. How may I help you?

THONY: Oh, this is Dr. Thony De La Rosa.

I have an appointment for
my son coming up soon, Luca.

He has an immunodeficiency disorder.

I remember. Dr. Saroyan referred you.

Yes, that's right.

Um, Luca got an infection, and,
uh, we are out of antivirals.

I was wondering if Dr. Christian

could... could write
a prescription today.

HELEN: I'm sorry. She can't
prescribe any medication

without first seeing a patient.

You should really go to the E.R.

Yes, thank you.

(Marco continues singing indistinctly)

(cell phone beeping)

(line trilling)

ERIC: It's mind-numbing,
really, these city meetings.

You have no idea.

If I have to sit through another
traffic light committee,

I might k*ll myself.

(continues singing indistinctly)

(suspenseful music)

♪ ♪

(thermometer beeping)

Okay, his temperature's rising.

Marco, I'm gonna have
to take him to the E.R.

I'll call you from the hospital.

Be strong, Luca. (speaks Tagalog)

The E.R.?

Hey, you know you could
get deported, okay?

It happened to Samantha's cousin.

She went to the E.R.
for a burst appendix,

and then he woke up in Haiti.

It happens.

- Fi, I have no choice.
- No, no, no.

Okay, I'm... I'm going with you, then.

No, no, no. There's no point in
both of us risking deportation.

You have to stay here for your kids.

I know you're here, always,
no matter what happens.

I'll get the kids to say goodbye.

You okay?

(indistinct chatter)

♪ ♪

- Children's Hospital.
- DRIVER: Sure.

I'll call you, Fi.

GPS NAVIGATION: In feet, turn right.

(turn signal clicking)

Wait.

Make a left.

(hip-hop music)

May I present...

the Cohiba Behike .

Castro's favorite cigar.
They're handmade.

Rolled between a woman's thighs

until the tobacco leaves
are as soft as her skin.

♪ ♪

Who could resist that?

(elevator bell dings)

(indistinct chatter)

Ma'am? Excuse me. Ma'am?

(indistinct chatter, laughter)

(dramatic music)

¿Qué es esto?

Cover for me.

♪ ♪

Ma'am. Ma'am.

This is a private club.
I cannot allow you to go in.

- Mr. Morales...
- It's all right.

It's okay. Come on, come on.

(door closes)

What the hell are you doing here?

He's dying.

(dramatic music)

♪ ♪

(camera shutter clicking)

(engine turning over)

(camera shutter clicking)

♪ ♪

- I need to go with him.
- Don't worry.

- Your son's in good hands.
- Thank you, Dr. Saroyan.

Yeah, yeah.

(door opens)

(monitor beeping)

(door closes)

(ventilator whirring)

Thank you.

You don't have to stay.

It might be a while.

I have been where you are...

With my father.

(sighs) He used to work
for Hayak as his gardener

until he collapsed on his lawn.

It was his heart.

He would have d*ed

if Hayak wouldn't have
paid for that surgery.

That's why you started working for him?

Because you owed him?

No, I was only at the time.

My parents made it really clear

that I wasn't to work for Hayak.

They brought us to this country

to get us away from
the g*ng v*olence in Mexico.

But you worked for him anyway.

I didn't want to have
to depend on anybody

to protect my family.

I swore I'd never be in
that position ever again.

How's your father now?

Ah, he hasn't spoken to me in years.

(cell phone vibrating)

Yeah?

PERSON: Hey, boss.

We need you at the truck depot.

I'll be right there.

Hey. You all right, Mom?

I, um... (scoffs)

I forgot to pack Thony's Buddha.

(chuckles) Mom, they'll be back.

The doctor's not gonna
turn them in, right?

'Cause when it comes to stuff like this,

sometimes you can be a little dramatic.

No. No, Chris, I'm not.

It's called medical repatriation.

- It's a thing. Google it.
- All right.

No! No!

We can never let our guard down.

All right, I get it, okay?

No, I don't... I don't think you do.

Look, Mom, aren't we just
worried about Luca right now?

No, no, Chris. I'm...

I'm... I'm worried about you, okay?

The reason why I can't sign
your... your driver's permit

is because I-I don't have
your birth certificate.

- You lost it?
- No.

Um...

you never had one.

I lied. You were born in Manila.

- I'm sorry.
- (scoffs)

I'll make this right somehow.

How could you not know
how screwed up that is?

So what? N-now I have
to live a life like you?

I'll make this right.

- How?
- Somehow.

How the hell can you make this right?

I'll... I'll find a lawyer or something.

Right, right. Working
as a cleaning lady?

Why don't you just stick
to messing up your own life?

- Leave me the hell alone.
- Chris. Chris.

I hate you!

Chris.

(somber music)

(door slams)

(door slams)

(monitor beeping, door
opens, indistinct chatter)

- Can I go in now?
- It's still touch and go.

We've tried a number of antibiotics

and antiviral serums,
but they're not taking.

What else can we do?

We're still waiting on cultures
to determine what he has,

but his liver's now taken a hit.

And if that fails,

I'm... I'm afraid we have
to prepare for the worst.

(singing in Tagalog)

(sobs softly)

Sing again.

Do your eyes hurt?

Is that bad?

No.

It means your body's talking to Mommy.

(intercom buzzes)

He's got conjunctivitis, fever,
pneumonia, and now pink eye.

It has to be adenovirus.
We have to treat him now.

Treating adenovirus without
conformation is too risky.

It could be toxic to his liver, kidneys.

Cidofovir has proven success
in immunocompromised children.

But if we're wrong, he could
end up with organ failure.

And if we wait, he
might not make it at all.

♪ ♪

(dramatic music)

♪ ♪

(indistinct shouting)

HAYAK: And how many times
have I told you that?

ARMAN: Hayak, come on.

You went back to Theo's warehouse

after I told you not to.

Then I find out from Dr. Saroyan

that you took her to his clinic.

He's our doctor to
take care of our family.

Her son was dying, Hayak.
I had to do something...

This is about my son!

You do what I tell you!

She didn't see anything
at the warehouse.

You're gonna have to
trust me on this, Hayak.

Look, she's not gonna be any trouble.

If I have to take care
of her, I'll do it myself.

That is my call. Not yours.

You have a soft spot for this woman.

I'll take care of it.

I didn't do... I didn't say anything.

I swear, I just cleaned up after.

But I-I did see something here today.

♪ ♪

A man was loading boxes
on one of your trucks.

He looked nervous like
he was doing something

he should not be doing.

What did he look like?

He had a-a round face with a beard,

red shirt, not very tall.

It could be Jimmy.

He was just in the loading bay
as we drove up.

(growls softly)

(door opens)

- ARMAN: Jimmy.
- (door closes)

Jimmy.

Were you heading out?

Arman, hey.

Yeah, heading to Reno with
this load, then back home.

Hey, Jimmy, why don't you
give it to me straight?

What is it? What?

Are we not paying you enough,

or we're not treating you right?

Arman, no.

Then how is it we're missing
some merchandise, Jimmy?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Half a truckload of AKs and AR- s.

You made a big mistake, Jimmy.

Arman, please.

I never took nothing from you before.

And, what, you're going to sh**t me now?

That's what you want to
do? You want to sh**t me?

Come on, sh**t.

No one steals from us, Jimmy.

You understand me?
Nobody steals from us!

(blows landing)

(g*nshots)

♪ ♪

She was right. Jimmy had our g*ns.

Now we can close this deal with Viktor

and move on to the hotel offer.

I told you we could trust her.

Thank you for your loyalty.

I hope your son recovers soon.

♪ ♪

(indistinct chatter, door opens)

(door closes)

Renée. Renée. Hey. Wait up.

Wait up. Check this out.

What's this?

GARRETT: Boom.

RENEE: Is that Arman Morales?

With Thony and her kid.

They look pretty cozy, don't they?

- They really do.
- Mm-hmm.

You think they're sleeping together?

Well, whatever it is, she lied to us,

which means she's protecting him.

Okay. Then explain
that grin on your face.

I mean, after losing Theo,

I thought we'd have zero chance
of getting anyone else inside.

But Thony, she's already in.

That's if you can turn her.

Piece of cake.

And not break every rule doing it.

(groans) Oh, God.

I can't wait to hear how she's
gonna explain this away, huh?

Ooh. Neither can I.

(dramatic music)

(door opens)

Well, you were right. It was adenovirus.

He's stabilizing now.

I can't say he's out
of the woods just yet.

But I feel he's past the worst of it.

Thank you, Dr. Saroyan.

You're the one who
saved his life, Doctor.

(door opens, closes)

(sighs)

How... how much longer are
they going to keep him there?

THONY: Just until the symptoms clear

and he can breathe better.

But... but... but he's
gonna be okay, right?

He almost didn't make it, Fi.

But he did, Thony.

And you... you made sure of that.

It's not fair for him to live like this.

He's been through so much.

FIONA: W-we'll make it through this.

We always do, right?

Thanks, Fi. I love you. Bye.

- ARMAN: You all right?
- (Thony sniffles)

What I said got that man k*lled.

No, it's not on you. He stole from us.

He wasn't gonna get away with that.

And what matters is you
proved yourself to Hayak.

You're gonna be all right.
And so will your son.

THONY: Luca!

(tapping on glass)

(scoffs)

(uplifting music)

But you need to know...
Once you're in, you're in.

That's the way Hayak sees it.

You understand?