01x04 - The Tower Job

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Mateo! No, no, this is all wrong.

Mateo! Mateo!

Why are you bothering

with stud reinforcement

when these floors needed

to be done three days ago?

Mr. Crawley, we've already

cut so many corners.

The structural integrity of

this building is dangerous.

I don't care. Just get

it done. Time is money.

Mateo, we got a problem.

That man k*lled my father.

Jason Crawley, he faced no

charges after four workers d*ed

when his first building collapsed.

This is my father, Mateo.

He's one of the men that was

k*lled in the Lantern Building.

Hi, uh, my name is Harry Wilson,

and I'd like to talk to

you about Mateo Navarro.

Tio Xavi!

Sorry about my uncle.

He worked at the Lantern

Building with my dad,

but wasn't onsite the day it collapsed.

My dad knew that building was unsafe.

He filed multiple complaints,

but Mr. Crawley just ignored him.

And somehow those complaints

just mysteriously disappeared

- from Crawley's files?

- Yeah.

Covered the whole thing up.

Nothing could make

up for my dad's death.

And that's exactly what we got: nothing.

The only reason we're not homeless

is because Tio Xavi gets disability.

I don't want money or revenge.

I just don't want this to happen again.

I want Jason Crawley

to be held responsible.

Outrage across the

city as criminal charges

against owner Jason Crawley

stemming from the collapse

of his latest project

have been dismissed

due to lack of evidence.

While an associated civil case

would have a lower bar of proof,

without clear evidence

proving negligence,

that litigation would be

unlikely to produce new evidence,

or a settlement.

Listen, I'm all for taking initiative,

but we usually let our clients find us.

Tell me that this doesn't merit justice.

Three years ago, the Lantern Building

collapsed, k*lling four workers.

Despite rumors of negligence, as

we can see, Jason Crawley skated.

No criminal charges, no civil lawsuit.

Yeah. How'd he pull that off?

He had an army of lawyers,

but more importantly,

he moved up the date of

his wedding. Go ahead.

Society darling Krista Moore-Crawley.

Old money family, posh education,

she did a year at the Royal

College of Art in London,

so she thinks she has taste.

Krista's family connections

ensured that any complaints

or municipal investigations

proving negligence would go missing,

and Krista's family money propped

up Jason's real estate business.

Word is in this partnership,

Jason's the salesman,

but Krista's the brains.

A power imbalance,

we can work with that.

The happy couple is about to open

their new building: Axios Tower.

You got the blueprints

this time. Good job.

Yeah. I had to level up my game.

So you just give me the plans?

So, basically, all we have to do

is prove that Jason's been

negligent on this tower

and alert the authorities.

There's only one problem with that.

According to those plans, that's

the safest building in America.

The foundation's double secured,

the supports are

triple that of standard.

I mean, this thing could

withstand the apocalypse.

Well, he spent the money

'cause he's living in this one.

It's like the Klingon metaphor goes

"Even a fool buys stone for his house."

Hardison bet me that I couldn't

learn the language. He lost.

Did he?

That cost is the reason

most developers skimp on

safety: it's expensive.

His margins must be razor-thin.

- Do we have financial records?

- Yep.

Uh, in addition to the building,

the Crawleys have about ten

million dollars in various accounts.

They only have ten million? Yikes.

That sentence hurts my brain.

That's their soft spot.

The Crawleys bought far more

building than they could afford

and had to borrow hundreds of

millions of dollars to finance it.

Something goes wrong with

even one of those loans,

they don't have enough

cash on hand to cover it.

Yeah, but that's just

hitting him in the wallet.

I mean, guys like Jason can

find money anytime they want.

No, I promised Isabella

real, criminal justice.

Which is why you

should always talk to us

before you talk to the client.

We'll do what we can.

There's a new lead banker

assigned to the Crawleys' loans.

Adrienne Bisset.

Chances are they've never met her.

Parker, how's your French?

C'est magnifique.

It's magnifique.

Breathe in deeply. You are alive.

Breathe out. Let go.

Breathe in. Grateful.

The sun warms you. Breathe out. Relax.

You got Jason.

Monsieur Crawley.

Adrienne Bisset, Versailles

International Credit.

In reviewing your loan filings,

we have discovered some overages.

Uh, yes, yes, keeping a

building up to code is expensive,

but our highest priority.

We'll see. I will be stopping

by for an in-person inspection.

An in-person inspection?

Oui.

Wonderful, Ms. Bisset.

We look forward to showing

you our beautiful building.

Au revoir.

Great. What if they find something

wrong? We can't, I can't

There's nothing to

find. I made sure of it.

Hey.

Do your breathing.

Why am I the French one?

Because my American accent

is better than yours.

Versailles International

Credit. Adrienne Bisset speaking.

Hi there. This is Krista

Crawley from Axios Tower.

My husband and I have a loan with

you. We're gonna need more money.

And what will these funds be for?

To convert our regular floors

into two sets of tiny floors.

Double the floors, double the rent.

You should come check it out.

The timing here has to be perfect.

While Jason gives Parker a

tour of the completed areas,

Mr. Wilson and I will take

the real Adrienne Bisset

on a tour of the incomplete areas which,

after some careful prep

by Eliot and Breanna,

who will make it look

like such a disaster,

it will force her to pull the loan.

Oh, I hate business clothes.

They make me feel so starchy.

Why are we doing this at the same time?

Isn't it less risky to have

Adrienne take her tour today

and have Parker go tomorrow?

Billing. Inspections like this

are always billed to the client.

The Crawleys are gonna know

exactly what time she takes off,

what time her car picks her up.

Besides, if it was

easy, it wouldn't be fun.

All right, let's go steal a

luxury development condo financier!

It doesn't work if you say it like that.

What do you mean? You guys

act like there's rules to this,

but nobody ever explains what they are.

Hallway's renovated.

We should renovate the suite next.

Yeah.

Hello! You must be Adrienne.

Oui, I am Adrienne.

Ooh, I hope this is worth

the long flight from France.

Where I am from.

I hope so too! This way please.

We're so sorry that the

Crawleys couldn't make it.

We're the architects, and we'd

love to take you on the tour.

Bonjour.

And why are we going

through the service entrance?

What? Oh, no, this is the

private penthouse entrance.

We like to call it

Industrial chic.

Oh.

Shall we?

Of course.

Where are they?

Uh, the red is Harry and

Sophie, the green is Parker.

And I'm in the elevator system.

Axios Tower is 20

state-of-the-art stories.

Plus triple-paned glass

means no sound gets through.

Ah. Sound-proof glass. Very good.

Axios Tower, uh, is 20

state-of-the-art stories.

We halved the depth of all

the walls. We saved a fortune.

It's a little noisy. But it really

feels like you're in the city.

- Oh.

- If, God forbid, a fire should break out,

these controls are for our

state-of-the-art fire-escape system.

On the roof, you can access

a special spiraling chute

that will lower you to the ground level.

Plus a highly rated

foam sprinkler system.

Hmm.

And if, God forbid, a

fire should break out

- We have one on every

- Mm-mm.

almost every floor.

Ah. Interesting wall depth.

And the last stop, our

furnished apartment.

Ah, Ms. Bisset, I presume.

I hope that you're enjoying your tour.

This is my amazing wife, Krista.

She keeps me calm and smiling.

A pleasure.

Uh, Mr. Crawley, I have a schedule

You know, I am certain that

we have friends in common.

Did you graduate class

of 2011 from the Sorbonne?

You know, I I actually did a year

at the Royal College of Art, so

So I'm sure we know the same people.

It it's a work in progress, we know.

Oh. Bonjour.

So I told the contractor,

if they want overtime

pay, bless their hearts

Parker, you need to wrap 'em up.

They can hire

lawyers and sue us for it.

You and me the perfect team.

Well, merci for protecting our

investment, but I really must go.

Hey, uh, Sophie, Parker got delayed,

but you're running a little bit ahead.

So you guys might cross.

Uh, uh, perhaps you'd like to come

back and see our plans for a gym?

I I have seen enough, merci!

Merci beaucoup, au revoir !

No!

Don't push.

Guys! Guys! You're about to be made!

Excuse me.

Hey, big guy.

Harry Wilson, you old dog!

So Harry, what are you doing here?

Oh, you know, showing some high-end

clients some high-end condos.

Oh. I heard you took a leave

of absence from your firm?

A little jumpy, huh?

Loud noises bring back

some pretty gnarly memories,

but, uh, nothing some truly spectacular

off-brand European tranquilizers

can't help.

- Here.

- No.

But hey, since you're here,

I know if this building falls,

I'm with the guy that

saved my ass the first time.

You should come over sometime,

we can discuss your

rich clients together.

That sounds like a plan.

All right then, see you around.

All right.

Something you forgot to mention?

I had a lot of clients at my old firm.

Some I'm less proud of than others.

It was my team that k*lled

the case against Jason Crawley

after the collapse three years ago.

Wow. Talk about burying the lede.

You can't keep stuff like this from

us. That's how mistakes are made.

I know. I just, you know

I regret everything I

did as part of that job.

And I saw a chance to make

a little bit of it right.

We don't work for you, Mr. Wilson.

We're not your private crusade team.

You're too close to this.

I'm not even sure you

should be on this con.

Wait, do we get a vote?

Because I say we keep him.

Your screw-ups make me look good.

Okay, let's open it up to the floor.

Do we keep our Mr. Wilson

on this con? Yay or nay.

The man's trying to make amends.

That means something to me. He's in.

Parker?

Yes.

But I reserve the right to push him

off the roof if he screws up again.

She wouldn't really push me

Thank you.

You stay. But no more surprises.

All right. What's next?

After today, Adrienne will shortly

be pulling the Crawleys' loans.

That'll give 'em about a

week to pay the loan back

before the bank seizes the building.

So we wait a few days

and boom, bankruptcy.

Yeah. Harry's right, though,

they'll look for more money.

Why don't we throw some bait out

there, make them ask us for the money.

We control them until it's too late.

Ohhh, hard dibs.

Guys, come on, I can do this. I'm ready.

Okay. But I do all the talking.

Well, I don't know why

they're calling in the loan!

You have to tell me! Jason, you

must have said something! Okay?

Look, I'm gonna make some calls.

No, no, no, no! Okay?

I am going to handle it!

- Oh, Jason, please.

- You're not going to do anything.

- I can take care

- All right.

Are you the owners of this building?

Sheila Blakely, business

manager to the artistic elite.

And this is 6daze.

Six who?

Really? Bit behind the times.

6daze happens to be the hottest voice

in anarchist-Marxist-hyperrealist

postmodernist street art.

Her retrospective at

the Tate just wrapped up,

and she's looking to move to the States.

I like to think it captures the

essence of American masculinity

challenged by the modern paradigm.

Is it ready?

What the hell? I stood over

there for three hours for this?

You're right there,

you center the piece.

My frickin' arm's tired!

Ooh!

This painting really makes me consider

the juxtaposition

between chaos and order.

Thank you.

You really captured Eliot's soul,

his inner conflicts laid bare.

Where?!

You know what would make

it really work pop

I was thinking the same thing.

A sheik in Qatar just

snapped up most of her work

from the Pompidou Centre in Paris,

so we're cash rich right now.

I gotta transition it into hard

assets, so got any units up for grabs?

6daze? Ah. Of course I know who you are.

My husband may not be familiar,

but I did a year at the

Royal College of Art.

Well, blow me down with a feather.

It would be an honor to show you around.

- Oh.

- Please.

This is the penthouse. Top

floor, right above our own suite.

You'll need to install skylights,

and an indoor skating rink.

She's mad about Yuzuru Hanyu.

And airlift in her favorite

maple tree from Japan, and yeah.

That's a very big outlay.

Um

Those museums she mentioned

may mean nothing to you,

but I did a year at the

Royal College of Art,

and once word gets out an

artist of her caliber lives here,

we can double the price on

every unit in the building!

It'd solve all of our loan problems.

So we'll need collateral, of course.

But I'm sure a business

manager to the stars

can get a letter of credit.

Mrs. Crawley, bunch of calls

for you in the main office.

Wow, this really is our day.

Jason, could you?

6daze says she likes the place.

She wants to make a deal.

Great. Me too.

But, um, my wife is right, we

would require a letter of credit.

I'll get on the blower to the bank,

but it's gonna take about two weeks.

Time which, uh, gives her

time to change her mind.

You know, these artists,

they can be a bit fickle.

Oh, right. Um, not not

before the end of the month?

No, not possible.

Stupid, isn't it?

I mean, the sales of

her last piece alone

could buy the ten top

stories of this building.

But please convey our

apologies to your good wife

that you were unable to close that deal.

Whoa, whoa, wait a minute.

Um, I'm sure a contract promising

the profits from her next sale

would be just as good.

If you can get it within a day.

Hello?

Ah, Ms. Blakely.

Just accepting delivery of

the Japanese Maple right now.

This thing is way more

expensive than I thought.

Yeah, mate, about that, sorry, but, uh,

6daze has just accepted an

artist's residency in Reykjavik,

so we won't be moving into the building.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Hold on a second. Listen to me.

You can't do that, okay?

You can't do that because

we have a contract!

Contract Law 101: you

can get away with anything

if you bury it well enough.

By the time they read this,

it'll be too late to replace it.

Let's put this trigger clause behind

Article XXVII: The Balcony Pool

and Article XXVIII: Drone Law.

This contract? Did you even read it?

It lets them walk whenever they want!

We just wasted most of the week!

We can't get financing

from anyone else in time!

Why do bad things always happen to me?

Jason, look at me! I'm

not going to let us fail.

Now, I'm gonna go make my phone call.

Do you know the name Al-Abadi?

An influential Saudi family

whose daughter was

Krista's college roommate.

They just became shadow

partners in the tower.

I told you, guys like

Jason always find money.

We lost.

A party? Why'd they invite you?

Because I'm a fixer.

Jason needs his hand held with

the Al-Abadis to sign the deal.

Mr. Wilson. You've

been invited to a party.

We never say no to parties.

This party has to be such a fiasco

that the Al-Abadis flee

without signing a deal.

They're pretty tight with Krista.

So we undermine their faith in Jason,

by undermining his faith in the tower.

We already know from the blueprints

that he's paranoid

about another collapse,

and Mr. Wilson has tipped us off

about his reaction to loud noises.

Add to the stress of being within hours

of losing his company, he's primed.

Breanna?

Right. So the Crawleys' apartment

is your basic luxury blah blah blah.

I figure we rig the

living room furniture

and place rumble packs in the office.

What's this?

Parker!

That's a targeted subsonic projector.

It interferes with the

fluid in your inner ear.

The vibrations give you vertigo.

Cool.

Oh.

Yeah, you might wanna

Dial that down a bit, yeah.

Thank you.

Now, the radio signal won't

necessarily reach from the food truck,

so I'm thinking we need another place.

Wait. What about the suite

above the Crawleys right there?

We could set up a control room there.

Uh, the office is a little

tricky, but I don't see why

Wait, the con plays out at dinner

with Mr. Wilson. Why the office?

'Cause that's where the safe is.

On my tour, I noticed

that the wall depth is off.

Room for a wall safe.

It's not part of the plan.

If Jason's got evidence

from the building collapse

that could bring him to

justice, that's where it'll be.

If. No, the safe is a fishing

expedition. It could be worthless.

And it could endanger the team.

Mr. Wilson, this con

requires you to focus.

Please?

It'll take five minutes, in and out.

If it takes six, we bail.

Wait. Who are you?

I'm the head chef to the caterer.

Would you care to approve the menu?

Oh. Cassolette d'escargots de Bourgogne!

Excellent choice.

Oh, your taste is very

discerning, your accent impeccable.

Have you been abroad?

I did a year at the Royal

College of Art in London.

Well, one can tell.

Sir. Someone delivered

that, no one was here, so

Oh, right, it's for my wife.

I'm not tipping you.

That's no problem.

Are you sure you can handle this?

Oh, if there's one thing I know,

it's how to schmooze dirtbags.

But not how to fasten

cufflinks, apparently.

You've been doing that for 90 seconds.

Oh, maybe I am a little bit nervous.

You know, I used to go to these parties

and just become this person that I hate.

That's why you didn't tell us about

your connection to the Crawleys.

When my team k*lled

the case against Jason,

my firm gave me a bonus check.

- And I was

- Ashamed?

Proud.

I did my job and I did it well.

And I guess I just didn't want

you to look at me and know that.

You're not that person anymore.

And that speaks volumes.

Tonight, you're playing a role.

And your team needs you to perform.

I won't let you down.

See that you don't, our Mr. Wilson.

Krista, this is beautiful.

Oh, thank you! See, I knew

that you would love it.

Tell me how I can help you.

Well, hopefully I can talk you

into being more than tenants.

This tower is going to revitalize

New Orleans real estate,

and make its investors a lot of money.

Feeds are up and we are live.

And the sound?

I got speakers ready in the

office, on the roof, everywhere.

Hey, look. We're gonna mess

this guy up pretty hard.

Are we the bad guys here?

Oh, yeah.

Never forget that, Breanna.

We're not heroes. We're just necessary.

Mr. Wilson, when you

arrive, screen the others.

For what it's worth, we all got regrets.

You'll move past it.

How did you learn to live

with what you've done?

I decided not to care.

I didn't care who I hurt. Who paid me.

When Nate put this team together,

I thought it was one and

done, that I'd go back to that.

But Sophie, Parker,

Hardison, and Nathan Ford

showed me there was another way.

And little by little, you

get a piece of your soul back.

Ain't that right, Parker?

Absolutely.

- How's it going?

- Good evening, sir.

Hey, there he is.

Jason. Thanks for having me.

You kidding? You

literally saved my life.

You're the reason I'm not in prison.

So, uh, it's a nice place you have here.

Nice work. Now set the

scene, find the safe.

All right. First step

is a custom rumble pack

I modded to deliver five

times the standard impact.

I call him Little Bucky.

Aww. Little Bucky.

Everybody, meet Harry Wilson.

Best legal fixer in the country.

My wife, and the Al-Abadis.

Jason has told me a lot about you.

He said that you retired?

Oh, only mostly. I still protect

my most important clients' money.

So you're an accountant?

Not exactly.

Let's say that you have a company

and you receive a

government stimulus package.

An accountant would advise you

to open up an off-shore account.

Of course.

Well oh, thank you very much.

I would advise you to open

up a shell corp in Ireland,

manage it out of Bermuda,

then license a product from

your company to the shell corp

and route the royalties through Bermuda,

where you enjoy zero percent tax

on the profits you pay to yourself.

Like I said, best in the country.

Whoa. Harry was a good bad guy.

Parker, have you located that safe?

You can run but you can't hide.

Hello, new friend.

Uh-oh. New friend has an iris scanner.

Gonna need Jason's eyeball.

- I'll go find some chopsticks.

- Why?

Uh, wait, wait.

Parker, do you think you can find

a high-res photo of

Jason on his computer?

Keep stalling, Mr. Wilson.

Oh, get out of Nauru. You

gotta get out of Nauru.

Anything you're doing in

Nauru, you can do in Taiwan.

What, uh, would it take to

get you out of retirement?

Um, actually, I need a crostino.

You know, hors d'oeuvres is

French for "outside the work."

Keep them engaged until

Parker has that safe open.

I just need a second.

You don't have a second.

Your jaw is tense, your hand

is shaking. You're ashamed.

And you're letting it get in the way.

Let's talk Liechtenstein.

So iris scanners are easy to fool with,

as long as the iris

itself is above 75 pixels.

I'm in.

I still think chopsticks

would work, though.

And it's a bust.

Just a bunch of receipts

and Lawson Workman's Comp?

What? The Crawleys are paying

their crews' medical benefits?

Doesn't seem like them.

Well, it's definitely not

a smoking g*n. I'm sorry.

Oh, man, you are k*lling it!

Am I?

I told Krista you were

the perfect guy to invite.

The Al-Abadis love you, they want

you to help negotiate the deal.

You are really riding to my rescue,

just like after the tower collapse

and that foreman got himself k*lled.

That foreman had a name.

Don't.

Mateo Navarro.

But you don't remember.

'Cause you didn't have to

read the death certificate.

You didn't have to let

the family know that

because they didn't have a green

card, they wouldn't be compensated.

No. That's what my

well-paid legal team was for.

We did a good job.

All so that you could play

victim at a dinner party.

Liam!

My friend Harry here

isn't feeling too well.

See him to his car.

I'll show myself out.

Congratulations, Mr. Wilson.

You just got yourself b*rned.

Get out of there. You're off the con.

I know, I screwed up.

Eliot and Parker are now exposed

because they were trying

to find your white whale,

and you can't help them.

You're officially out of

second chances, Mr. Wilson.

And you're not graded

on a curve, Ms. Casey.

Yeah, that last name

thing, that's kinda spooky.

Let's not do that anymore.

Losing our Mr. Wilson means that

we can't control things as directly.

But we've prepped. We

just have to execute.

Harry was so sorry to miss

dinner, but I told him,

"Your daughter calls,

she needs you, go."

Oh. Jason is all about family.

As are we. So, uh, shall we discuss

the terms of this partnership?

Act one. Mr. Crawley's

senses begin to betray him.

So when I first built this

place, I wanted to make sure

All those first-person

sh**t games with Hardison

are about to pay off now.

Sorry about that.

I was just

I was just a just

a little unsteady there.

Anyway, as I was saying, when

I first built this place

Oh!

Is, uh, is something wrong?

You really didn't feel that?

No.

The whole floor shook.

It's nothing. It's nothing.

Maybe just a little too much champagne?

Yeah. You know what? That must be it.

You know what? I just, uh

I just remembered I need

something in my office.

Act two. Mr. Crawley's

subconscious is triggered

by the physical cues

of the first collapse.

He questions whether his tower

really is as safe as he thinks it is.

Let us give him his answer.

Just chill out. This place is safe.

You built this place safe.

Where's Parker?

Okay. There's video recordings

of the building's camera

in the security office,

so I asked her to

pull them just in case.

Good planning. Breanna.

Okay.

It's about time you called me back,

I've been leaving messages, okay?

I know you wanted to cut costs

because your husband was overbuilding,

but I have reviewed the plans.

You cut too much!

Especially in the foundation,

okay? It's a substandard pour.

I've reviewed the plans

and I sent them back over,

and I sent back over the receipt.

Just cut me a check

and leave me out of it!

No.

No.

Oh, no.

No, this can't happen.

This can't be.

This isn't happening.

This isn't happening.

Ah, not to brag, but did

I nail this mix or what?!

That is most definitely a brag.

Go on. Give Bucky a twirl.

Okay.

Come on, Bucky.

Jason, what is going on?

What happened to you?

What, are you drunk?

The tower is falling

down because of you!

If Sana and her father heard you

say that, we would lose everything!

You went behind my back and

hired terrible contractors

that did a terrible job!

Oh, Jason. I don't know

where these came from.

You always say you're gonna

fix things and I tell you no,

but you don't listen

and you know better,

but I'm the one who almost d*ed, I'm

the one who almost went to prison!

Jason, breathe!

Do it!

Sit down.

Okay.

Jason, that happened.

But the people who are dead are dead.

They don't matter.

We matter.

We are here, and we

are so close to a deal.

But you are a little

high strung right now.

So please, calm down,

clean yourself up,

and stay out of sight.

So Jason, uh, has a migraine.

Yeah, he just works too

hard, he is so committed.

But he said we should

keep going without him.

No need. We have discussed it and

And we accept!

Oh! That is wonderful! Wonderful!

Okay, uh, well, let's

go to the office and

You know what? Actually, I will

run down to the sales office

and I'll get the paperwork.

Our plan is working.

Uh, we're running out of time.

Eliot. Act Three, please.

No, no. Have fun.

There you are!

The building's coming down

and he doesn't tell his guests?

This guy's more selfish

than I anticipated.

Hey, guys? Wait, wait, look.

He's headed for the roof.

Wait. The building is

collapsing and he's going up?

Mr. Wilson, earn it back.

Uh, guys, not to make matters worse,

but I can't find Krista

on any of the cams.

So the deal closes, I

get half in the divorce,

- and then we are free.

- Oh!

Uh

Well, she was hiding something.

The business manager and

the chef and and

6daze.

Yes! You're together?

And you're trying to sink this deal!

Take care of them.

Oh!

Hit him again!

Jason! Jason! You don't have to do this!

Jason just ran by.

Yeah, we, uh, we realized that

the paperwork is at our lawyer's!

So he's running there now to get it,

but he's going to meet us at this

wonderful little nightclub I know!

Oh, this is so much better in person!

Ow!

I mean, I heard the stories, but this!

Hey, not now.

Hey, hey. Don't do that.

Okay, I got a little bit

out of my lane right there.

He's got two sticks.

Hey. Hey.

Hey, hey, hey!

Turn if off!

I can't! It's broken!

We're pushing him too far!

Jason!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Uh, Jason just escaped down

some kind of a chute thing.

And these controls are for our

state-of-the-art fire-escape system.

On the roof, you can access

a special spiraling chute

that will lower you to the ground level.

Wait, that chute thing is real?!

I'm gonna go after him.

Oh, God!

He's gone. It's over.

No, there's still the finale.

Parker, did you get the call?

Well, Adrienne, I hope you can

tell the folks at Versailles

that their investment is in good hands.

Actually, I will be

leaving Versailles soon

for something more clandestine.

I think you could make

use of our services.

Call me if you need something

cleaned up in a hurry.

Adrienne? It's Jason Crawley.

I need something cleaned up.

I see. Let me arrange an

immediate wire transfer.

May I have an account

and routing number?

Transfer everything I have

into those accounts off-shore.

And ten million dollars just

dropped into our account.

We got Jason and Krista's

money? That's it, we're done?

No. Don't rush the ending.

Go on.

To new partnerships.

I can already tell that this is

going to be a beautiful, beautiful

Excuse me.

You went behind my back and

hired terrible contractors

that did a terrible job!

The tower is falling

down just like before,

but this time we'll go to prison!

If Sana and her father

heard you say that,

we would lose everything!

To the airport, please. Now.

Sana, Sana, I can explain

All of our friends, everyone in our

world, are going to know about this.

You will never sell so much

as a time share ever again.

Hold this.

I wanna be streamlined for the

next run down the fire escape. Whoo!

What do you guys think? Is she

coming down feet first or head first?

Oh, head. Definitely head.

I think I owe you an apology.

I was too close to this.

It's always personal, Mr. Wilson.

For each of us.

What you need to understand is that

we don't keep things from each other.

Well, what's next?

Axios Tower goes to

auction in a few months.

And with buyers scared off,

we're gonna use Jason's money

to purchase the building

pennies on the dollar.

Wait, we're gonna own this building?

Yeah.

Sick! We can make this into

a k*ller crime-fighting HQ!

We're gonna donate the tower.

To a low-income housing nonprofit.

Yeah, along with most

of the ten million.

The rest will make Isabella whole.

It's not perfect.

But it is a win.

Here. From the Crawley

safe. Maybe you can use it.

What is this?

Those are receipts.

Jason Crawley pays into workman's

comp, the fund has one benefactor.

You.

Your brother didn't have a green card.

It's no big leap to

assume you don't either.

Undocumented workers aren't entitled

to collect disability payments.

Please. I want to help.

But you've gotta come clean.

I was with Mateo the

day of the collapse.

Just completed this over here.

We need to move, but I'm really

concerned about the stability.

Mateo!

I feel like I should

say something to him.

Mateo!

Go grab some lunch, eh?

I saw him warn Jason and

get completely ignored,

seconds before the building came down.

After the accident, Jason

and Krista came to me and said

take the money and keep

quiet, or they deport me.

I couldn't leave Isabella alone.

I'm sorry, Isabella.

If you come forward and testify,

I will do everything in my power

to protect you.

And I will make sure that Jason

faces real consequences

for the collapse,

and Krista too for covering it up.

You will get real

justice for your brother.

You proud of our Mr. Wilson?

Well, it's not everyday

someone gets a little piece

of their soul back, is it?