02x21 - Operation Fake Date

[bunniefuu]

Previously on Beauty and the Beast

I can't keep protecting you against him.

I don't need you to protect me from anything.

He is a beast and he always will be.

He is not gonna change.

I won't let him hurt you.

No!

(grunts)

Cat. (panting)

Help.

Heather must've said something to Gabe and Gabe told Sheckman.

No, but he would never put Heather in danger like that.

That-that's not protecting me.

Gabe (over laptop): A task force has been formed to capture the fugitive Vincent Keller.

Trying like hell to get you exonerated, but if you don't lay low...

Catherine: There is nowhere safe anymore.

There's nowhere to hide.

We need your help.

Man: ♪ Oh, Oh...

Is it just my imagination ♪ Oh, oh... or are more people looking at me, now that I'm blonde?

And doesn't that sort of defeat the purpose?

Well, what defeats the purpose, is this stupid, itchy mustache, which... makes me look like a serial k*ller.

No, I think you look cute.

Careful, you're gonna k*ll our fake baby.

♪ You were the last of a dying breed ♪

Who I'm gonna k*ll is Gabe for putting us through this crap.

You don't want to push the stroller, fine, I'll push the stroller.

It's not the stroller, okay?

It's everything.

It's the stupid disguises.

It's the living in the youth hostel.

I like the hostel. it's sort of like... we're on vacation, backpacking in Europe; it's kind of romantic.

Romantic, really?

The walls are paper thin.

We're sleeping in cots.

And if I have to listen to Swedes next door screwing one more time...

Okay, it's better them having sex than watching the local news.

You're right, it is the perfect hiding spot.

Yeah, which we wouldn't need if it weren't for Gabe blocking my exoneration.

Leaving me as a man on the run you're now, like, my accomplice.

Not for long.

(sighs)

I know that you're nervous... but, I know that Knox is gonna push this through.

I bet you 50 bucks that's why he wants to meet with us today.

You don't even have 50 bucks to bet, because Gabe had you suspended and ruined your career.

But...

I will be reinstated, as soon as you're exonerated.

Which you will be.

(sighs)

Catherine: Excuse me, we're looking for the boathouse.

Oh, so now you're worried about your covers.

Look, Agent Knox... you know, (sighs) what... happened in suburbia...

It is my fault.

Well, and we did solve a m*rder.

Which proves that we can be an asset to the FBI.

Did you two rehearse that?

No.

Sort of.

Well, I explained all that to the attorney general.

Let me guess, Gabe blocked it again?

No. In fact, I convinced the department to drop the m*rder charges.

Hey, you owe me 50 bucks.

Oh, my God.

I owe you 50 bucks.

You just have to turn yourself in to the authorities first.

Excuse me, what?

He was framed.

The DOJ knows that.

But exonerating a fugitive on the run?

They'll get too much heat.

I got to go back?

A week, a month, tops.

I mean, unless you want to stroll around as tourists, indefinitely, turning yourself in is your only option.

♪ Leave me, lying here ♪
♪ 'Cause I don't wanna go Heather wants penis straws?

Like, she actually wrote that in her e-mail?

Yeah. Apparently, they're a bachelorette party staple.

♪ 'Cause I don't wanna go So, she can't bother to file a report against Gabe, but she can send you endless lists of genitalia-themed party favors? (laughs)

Look, she needs something happy to focus on right now.

And she's a PR girl and PR girls love to plan events down to every last detail.

This is her big event.

Isn't the wedding her big event?

She hasn't set a date for that yet.

She also wants something called, "Pin the Macho on the Man."

So... keep looking.

So, Cat's supposedly off the grid and you're left doing her dirty work.

God, JT, we're in an adult store, it's not like we're cleaning toilets.

Hey... I see it.

I-I see the-- the macho.

You know what, like, I brought you here 'cause we're in the honeymoon phase of our relationship.

There's edible underwear.

Like, most guys would be psyched, but... you're just like, totally grossed out.

Well, j-just about the m-macho.

sh**t.

Wait, Tess, I, I promise, I...

I'm into this stuff.

(shushes)

I'm being stalked.

You don't understand: Cat's friend Beth, you know, uh... her friend from high school?

The reporter who saw the other beast?

She's been calling me nonstop...

Beth: Tess.

Beth, hi.

How crazy.

We've been playing phone-tag for days and then we run into each other here.

Yeah, in an awesome adult store.

Yeah, it is... totally crazy.

Listen... Beth, Cat's undercover, so I can't...

Does that have anything to do with the fugitive Vincent Keller?

Who?

Who? What?

I have a source... says she's protecting him because Keller was part of some m*llitary experiment that super-charged his DNA.

"Super-charged DNA"?

(snorts)

Yep. And since I know you're all friends, I was hoping you could corroborate.

Listen, I thought you were a reporter, not a sci-fi writer, so...

Tess?

You know that I saw something strange at Cat's apartment that night.

I know that you think you saw something that night and I also know who your so-called source is and he's completely unreliable. Yes.

You do?

Well, I can't reveal my sources, so... (laughs)

It's Gabe Lowan.

And he knows what you went through that night, he's just using it to his own advantage.

What advantage?

(laughs)

You're a reporter, figure it out.

JT: Yeah. We're busy.

Got to go home and use all this stuff.

♪ Go. I don't wanna go, I don't... ♪

Catherine: What are you talking about?

Your old BFF is writing a news story about your super-charged DNA.

She stalked us to Lizzie D's closet.

Who's Lizzie D?

It's an adult store.

We were shopping.

We were buying Heather's party favors.

Can we please get back to the part about someone is writing a story about my super-charged DNA?

Okay, sorry.

But it just seems like Gabe told Beth about everything.

Unbelievable.

Actually, it's not.

He's lost all political power, so, he's chosen the nuclear one: Exposure.

Okay.

So, once again, he ruins our only option.

If this Beth girl writes this story, the attorney general is gonna have a hard time letting me out.

So, I'm stuck in a cell, while this news is out there.

No, we have another option.

What, k*ll Gabe?

No. Talk to him, convince him to call Beth off.

Okay, that might work on a rational human being, but he's come unhinged.

JT: Unhinged is an understatement, try m*rder*r... kidnapper.

No, but in his mind, he's been doing all this to protect me from you, right?

So, I can go over there, tell him he doesn't have to anymore, that he can call Beth off because you're going to prison.

No. I don't want you alone with him.

But you can't come, you're too angry.

And you're not?

No, I am...

Cause right now, it kind of seems like you're defending him.

No. I am trying to figure this out.

Instead of getting angry, which doesn't help.

If you lose it on him Vincent, if you do anything to Gabe, there goes your exoneration.

And I have to go alone.

The reason why he's become unhinged is because I rejected him for you.

And he's become a little obsessed.

Right. And I thought you were trying to defuse me.

(sighs)

I'm just saying, I have a certain power over him and I intend to use that to our benefit.

(door opens)

(door closes)

Well, you know, clearly, the... the whole blonde thing is really getting to her.

Thank you for letting me up.

Of course.

Welcome back. From?

Being on the run.

Look... Cat, if you are here to punch me or to...

No. I come in peace.

Because everything I did...

Was to protect me, I know.

Turns out, that you getting me suspended was a good thing.

It gave me time to realize that you were right, that Vincent isn't above the law.

I convinced him that he needs to face the consequences and turn himself in and he was ready to do that until he found out that you had talked to Beth.

Ah... Beth.

So, that's what this visit's about.

Yeah. I can't convince him to do this if-if he thinks that he's gonna be turned into a lab rat.

So, you want me to call Beth?

Yeah, and tell her that you made a mistake, that you had false information.

And then, you will get what you want...

Vincent behind bars.

Yeah, but that's not the only thing that I want.

I want a sh*t with you.

A genuine sh*t.

Gabe.

Look, I know, given everything I've done, asking you to be with me right now would be preposterous.

But, if I could explain...

You already have, you were protecting me.

No, I mean, really explain, spend some time together, earn your forgiveness.

Then, you'd be able to open your heart to me.

Maybe.

(sighs)

What are you asking me?

Go out with me.

On a date?

But you have to promise to go into it with your heart open to the possibility of us finding our way back to each other.

I mean, if Vincent's gonna turn himself in, then you two will be apart anyway, right?

So, I agree to this... and you just call Beth off?

Say "yes" and I will call her right now.

Okay.

I mean, yes.

(touch tones beeping)

♪ Beauty and the Beast 2x21 ♪

Operation Fake Date
Original Air Date on June 30, 2014

Tess know her way around Lizzie D's closet like it was her own closet.

(woman moans, laughing)

Is that...?

The Swedes.

(laughs)

Four or five times per day.

Tess should date them.

(laughing) I mean, what if we're sexually mismatched?

What if I'm not adventurous enough for her?

(door opens, closes)

Catherine (sighs): Okay...

Gabe called Beth off, story's dead.

You can turn yourself in tomorrow.

That's amazing. See?

I'm the one with the problem, not you.

Vincent: That is amazing.

What's bothering you?

I knew you were gonna ask me that and... it's only bothering me because I know it'll bother you.

Okay, what did he do?

He had one condition, which I agreed to because if I didn't...

All right, okay, come on, please, what is the condition?

Okay... he wants me to give him a sh*t at earning my forgiveness back, which I'm obviously not really going to do, but I need to go out on a date with him and pretend that I'm open to the possibility.

Pretend? But you actually have to go on a date with him?

I told you, you know, he's obsessed with me, we need to take advantage of that.

Okay, maybe you do have a problem.

Vincent: (groans)

Okay, so, how many bases does, uh, pretend forgiveness entail?

What? None.

You know, why don't you just let JT and Tess go back to Lizzie D's, get out a couple of costumes and you guys can do some role-playing.

Wait, you two role-play?

I can stall things.

I move slowly, Gabe knows that firsthand.

I don't want to know about Gabe's firsthand.

I am just saying, that I can be light and easy and he won't question that.

But you have to be light and easy, too.

That means... when I'm out with him, you can't check in.

No calling, no texting.

I can't text from prison anyway. Wait... when is this pretend date?

Tonight.

(laughs)

So, I'm supposed to just sit here all alone, on my final night of freedom...

And practice for tomorrow.

Knox e-mailed me, he's setting up a press conference after your surprise surrender.

You have to seem like an innocent w*r hero; no anger, no edges.

Like JT.

Hey! Excuse me, if I don't have any animal DNA in me.

Well, you can have some of mine, okay?

'Cause it makes "light and easy"

completely impossible.

Okay, you think my DNA likes this?

I am troubleshooting here, which means checking my emotions at the door and you have to do that, too.

Light and easy, okay?

(door lock turning)

Heather: The signature cocktails could be Pink Margaritas and the Naughty Schoolgirl-- that's martinis with a Blow Pop.

Is that bachelorette party planning I hear?

Cat? You're back.

Oh, my God.

This is the best surprise ever.

Uh, meanwhile, what's going on with that?

Yeah. You look fabulous.

You know it's not until tomorrow night, right?

Yeah. I just, I've got a thing.

One hot date with Vincent, before he goes to jail?

(sighs)

Tess filled me in.

Actually, I am going out with Gabe.

Gabe?

What?

Heather, I know you don't even want to hear his name right now, but it's the only way I could get him to keep Vincent's secret.

Plus, it is just a meal.

Okay, that dress does not say "just a meal."

This dress says "open heart," which, I don't have, which is why I'm faking it with clothing.

Heather: Well, I can't fake it.

How am I supposed to enjoy picking out a stripper knowing that you're out with this...

Tess: You might enjoy it more if you come forward about...

This party's happening in 24 hours.

I don't have time to go to the precinct...

Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

We just need to focus on our goals right now, which are throwing you an amazing party and thwarting Gabe.

And you can help with both those things, cause you are not only, a bride-to-be, but you're also an amazing publicist.

So, you can help Vincent prep for his press conference, which is going to get him exonerated and there is nothing that Gabe wants less.

Okay.

Okay.

(phone beeps)

(sighs)

He's here.

Hi. I'm Vincent Keller, although a lot of you probably already know that.

Not so serious.

Smile.

From all the "wanted" banners on your computer screens; better than ad banners, I-I guess.

I-I did a little punch up.

The talking points the FBI sent were so dry.

JT: I've got Cat's phone, she's headed up 6th.

Toward what?

I don't know, it's a long avenue.

Uh-uh, Vincent, we're...

Well, up 6th is Harlem and then after Harlem is Queens.

And you know what's in Queens? Both airports.

She's not getting on a plane with Gabe.

But she-she doesn't have a choice, if he forces her.

And she doesn't have her g*n on her.

Hey.

You said tracking her phone would keep you calm.

Okay, can we get back to the speech?

Because, helping you is the only thing keeping me from panicking.

Heather, please, I can't focus on talking points right now.

Please. Thank you.

So, what? Your gonna bust in on their date?

No. I'm gonna trail her.

Okay. Just to make sure she's fine.

From a distance.

JT: They're on a date.

No way... you'll be able to keep a distance, let alone, your cool.

You could lose it in the middle of some local restaurant, which... I'm sure, is where they're headed.

Okay, well, right now, I don't really care about exposure.

(g*n clicks)

Whoa, hey, is that a g*n?!

Tess: No. It's just a tranq.

Light and easy, remember?

Now, sit down and read the damn speech.

Heather... he's all yours.

And you thought I had no animal DNA.

Okay, I have no idea what that means.

But they are not going to the airport.

They stopped on 72nd Street.

What's on 72nd?

(sighs)

Cake decorating.

This is not where I thought the limo was headed.

You thought we were going to some stuffy restaurant, right?

But you forget...

I know you.

It was between this and bumper cars.

Well, at least with this, I get to make something for my sister.

Not that I don't love bumper cars. Oh!

They've got a high heeled shoe in a cookie cutter, so, I'm gonna do that with the black and white to match her color scheme.

So, uh... when's the party?

Tomorrow.

A lot's happening tomorrow.

Vincent's turning himself in...

What are you gonna decorate yours with?

I don't know.

(sighs)

I'm having cake decorating block.

Well, how do you feel about trucks?

Great, when I was seven.

The truth is, I think I'm blocked because I can't stop thinking about your sister.

Probably, because I'm making her this awesome cake.

You know, you could use pumps, too.

I'm thinking about what happened to her.

Catherine, I never intended...

What about flowers?

Too feminine?

Here.

I get why you're deflecting.

If I say, "I did it to protect you," one more time, you're gonna scream, right?

Yeah. That and... it's kind of hard to forgive.

But I am trying to have an open heart.

That is why I want to try to explain.

You know what happened to my mother, right?

When you were a kid, yeah.

When I was like Vincent.

It was an accident, Gabe.

No, it wasn't.

Look, I pushed her down those stairs, I couldn't stop myself.

Even though, I loved her more than anything.

I don't doubt that Vincent loves you, but that doesn't mean he won't hurt you.

That is why I did all those questionable things.

And I am so sorry if I hurt you.

But you didn't want to have that happen again.

Not to someone I love.

That's a lot for a cake decorating date.

No. It's okay.

I'm glad that you told me.

You know, I know what I'm going to put on my cake.

(laughs)

Hearts.

(softly laughs)

It's good.

(laughs)

Well, that was fun.

(laughs) Um... and now, I have a headache from all that wine and sugar.

I'm not gonna ask to come up.

I'm just not there.

I understand.

It's gonna take a bit.

Maybe after bumper cars.

(laughs)

Good night, Cat.

Good night.

(door lock clicks)

What are you doing here?

Just, uh...

Just waiting up for you.

Uh, these guys are just guarding me.

Kind of feel like I'm in prison already.

Light and easy is not easy for this one.

Tess: Yeah.

JT almost tranqed him.

Heather: But then he did all of his PR homework and he offered to help decorate.

And now you guys are leaving, right?

Because it is my last night with my girlfriend before I hit the slammer.

JT (laughs): Hey... we're not going anywhere, until we get all the gory details.

(sighs)

Okay, so...

Driver...

I think we're gonna have to turn around.

Catherine: And then he apologized for having you kidnapped, as if I'm going to be like, "Yeah... sure. Not a problem."

I can't believe you let him kiss you.

It was just a peck.

And it would've been more obvious if I hadn't let him.

It took every ounce of willpower not to throw him off me.

But I didn't because this fake date is going to work.

And all you have to do tomorrow is be light and easy.

In a month from now, you will be exonerated and we will never see Gabe again.

Uh, however, just because I am innocent does not excuse the fact that I ran from the law.

I, uh, I know, that...

(sighs)

I scared the public.

He's doing great.

(panting): Yeah.

(phone buzzing, beeps)

Hey, you did a good job.

Oh. He's the one up there.

But, I'm calling because JT and I are having a little issue.

Vincent: And so it is, with a contrite heart that I... surrender.

He saw a picture of the stripper Tess chose and freaked out.

I didn't freak out!

I was just, a little... taken aback.

Anyway, he dropped your cake.

I know I wasn't supposed to look at it, but...

Heather, it's okay.

It's so cute, by the way.

I love the blue and white tie-dye.

Uh, Specialist Keller?

Can you comment on rumors that your DNA has been altered?

Uh, e-e-e-excuse me?

That's Beth!

Weren't you a part of a failed m*llitary experiment to create super soldiers?

I-I'm, I'm sorry.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

I thought Gabe called her off.

So did I.

Beth: Well, isn't that why the FBI's involved?

They're, they're trying to protect and cover up.

We're involved, because this is a federal case, not a plot in a comic book.

Thank you very much.

No further questions.

Okay, wait... did you say that the cake was blue and white?

Uh... yeah.

With little hearts.

(reports shouting questions)

I took the wrong cake.

Gabe must've come by to swap them and overheard us.

(scoffs) You know, I was joking before but I swear, I am gonna k*ll him.

Yeah, that wouldn't help your cause.

Hey, it's not about my cause.

All right. He thinks that you were playing him, God knows what he is gonna do to you, Catherine.

Reporters these days, huh?

Yeah, talk about desperate for a story. (sighs)

(sighs)

It's true.

Everything the reporter said is completely true.

Vincent.

What?

I am a potentially out of control super soldier and I can not be incarcerated.

Right now, that that story is out there, there is a target on my back.

Is he for real?

Yes.

He has modified DNA, but that's not why he's doing this.

He is trying to protect me from Gabe.

I'm sorry, modified DNA?

And you're only telling me now?

We were trying to protect you.

People that know about this, end up dying.

Okay, that's beside the point.

But we have to do something else, other than going to prison.

Something else?!

Those guys with cuffs over there are waiting to take you away.

You just surrendered in front of America with me by your side.

I'm out on a limb, here.

We know, we're so grateful.

I can't believe this.

I've heard about something like this, but... (laughs)

This is why we keep telling you he could be an asset.

It's how we were able to rescue your colleague.

He could do so much more.

And you're not out on a limb.

We can control this.

No one else needs to know about it.

The reporter?

How are you gonna control that?

She's a high school friend of mine, I can talk to her. And, Vincent, (sighs) maybe Agent Knox can get you into a solitary cell.

Can you even be in a cell?

Yes. He can act like every other prisoner.

They say "jump," he will jump.

Okay.

But you can not break out again or it's on me.

On one condition.

Yes, I have a condition this time.

You stay away from Gabe.

Done.

You obviously didn't prod hard enough.

Beth: I prodded plenty.

You said he'd have a reaction.

The only reaction I got was from my colleagues wondering if I'm working for the National Inquirer.

Look, Beth, I know there's been a lot of back and forth on this, but...

(knocking)

Can you hang on a minute?

Can I help you?

Yeah. Rewiring your neighbors, I just want to...

I have proof-- a serum, that corrupts DNA.

A serum?

Back when I was running the precinct, we arrested a-a deranged scientist, Sam Landon.

He developed it based on research the government used...

(call waiting beeps)

Hey, Cat's calling me on the other line.

Probably to do damage control.

Look, Beth, this is real.

This is the secret, that she's been protecting.

Protecting, why?

Because she's in love with Vincent.

(door beeps, unlocks)

Evening, Specialist Keller.

I'm Agent Thomas, this is Agent Barnett.

Knox wants to do some tests.

Tests for what?

Mm, wants to see what you can do.

Part of getting you out of here as soon as possible.

(heart b*ating rapidly)

(b*ating slows)

There a problem?

No.

You say "jump"... I jump.

♪ I've been such a good girl, living in a bad world... ♪

Catherine: That's why I invited you here.

Beth: I thought it was to celebrate Heather.

I just think that before you writ this story, you need all the facts.

You're with Vincent, and that's why you're protecting him.

I have all the facts.

Okay, but doesn't that put Gabe, as a source, into question?

He is the spurned ex.

Uh, wait, what?

Yeah. We dated.

(laughs)

So much for having all the facts.

Cat, it's your turn to pin the macho!

Okay, one second.

That's what Gabe's doing.

He's trying to pin this on Vincent 'cause he knows he's gonna get cleared of m*rder charges.

It's like in high school, when Tommy Rice said that Lisa Lieberman had VD after she dumped him, so that no one else would date her.

Gabe is making up crazy things to get Vincent out of the picture.

It doesn't mean that what he's saying isn't true and Lisa Lieberman did have something.

Look, you both know that I saw that guy here... in this apartment.

You were traumatized.

Both of you keep saying that, but I wasn't.

And you forget, I knew you when your mother was k*lled.

And you told everyone a beast saved you.

Tess: Gabe's using that, too.

You don't get the extent of his crazy, all right?

He kidnapped Heather.

Tess.

Kidnapped?

There's been no charges filed.

Heather has been busy planning the party.

(phone ringing)

I have to take this.

What do you mean, he's not in his cell?

I mean, he escaped again.

No. That's impossible.

Beth still thinks that Gabe is a reliable source.

Can you just please, tell her what he did to you?

I told you.

I don't know what you're talking about. (laughs)

I just called to check on him and the guard says he's not there.

Heather...

You were supposed to make this the most amazing night of my life, and now, you've completely ruined it!

Well, I... uh...

I just totally screwed up with your sister.

Vincent's gone.

What?!

Yeah. Someone must have seen that press conference and had him taken.

We've been so focused on k*lling Beth's story, we forgot that people are still after the beast.

Well, where you going?

I'm going to Gabe's.

I think this might have been his plan all along.

Uh... (sighs)

Hey. Fireman Franz.

You the lady on fire?

Yes.

Should I chase her?

No, it's a... it's a different kind of fire.

Heather open up, please.

Fireman Franz is here, and he looks even cuter than he did on the Web site.

I don't really feel like being hosed down right now.

Look, I am so sorry that I blabbed to Beth, okay?

I had too many Schoolgirls.

So, it's true?

Excuse me. I'm in the middle of a private conversation.

And, no, it is not true.

I lied to make a point.

But don't let me ruin your party, all right?

Look, your friends won't even let him take his clothes off until the bride-to-be comes out here.

(crying): Just tell him to strip without me, okay?

I can't pretend to be the happy bride-to-be one more minute.

Pretend? Why?

Because she knows about Vincent, and you guys won't let her say anything?

(scoffs)

Can you go?

Seriously, she's not even friends with you.

Heather: Well, neither are you, Tess!

You have the biggest mouth in the world!

I haven't even told my fiancé.

You haven't?

About what?

About Vincent?

About the fact that I was kidnapped, and I'm completely traumatized.

And I am not opening this door.

♪ I'm on a train going nowhere ♪
♪ I ran away to make you care... ♪

You know, this thing can go as fast as a car.

A car?

Well, I'm not sure what Knox told you about me.

That you have some incredible talents.

I don't know about that.

Thing is, your vitals seem great, like you're not even trying.

Oh, you got all that from this little wristband, huh?

I just want to make sure that you're not holding back.

Look, this is the pace I'm gonna go until Knox gets here, okay? If you want to change the music, k*ll some time, then go ahead.

(knocking)

Is that Knox now?

What?

Catherine: Gabe? Open up. It's Cat.

Hey, you can't go in there.

What are you doing?

Get out of here!

What is this?

That's ADA Lowan.

You looking for your cake?

Okay, I'm sorry if you overheard anything that hurt your feelings, but where is he?

Come on, Gabe. Where's Vincent?

'Cause he's not in his cell, and Knox doesn't know where he is.

Who do you really work for, huh?

Who do you work for?!

Catherine: I'm not leaving until you tell me.

No! (shouts)

(growling)

Don't sh**t him!

(growling and panting)

(rapid beeping)

(sighs)

(beeping stops)

Okay. Okay, that was awesome.

Let me see your phone, e-mail.

You must have contacted somebody.

I told you, I don't know where he is.

Right, so you just talked to Beth to get her to write some article?

I don't think so.

You wanted her to start asking questions publicly to alert whoever's after Vincent.

That was your whole plan.

My whole plan was to have a genuine sh*t at us being together, but you, apparently, were just using me.

You were threatening exposure.

Don't try to justify it.

We had an agreement.

And I held up my end.

I put on a dress, and I got in your limo.

All I asked was that you go into this with an open heart.

After everything you've done?

Gabe, you kidnapped my little sister.

You've blocked Vincent and my happiness at every turn.

Your lack of happiness has nothing to do with me.

He is who he is.

Take a look at this.

It's Rebecca Reynolds' journal.

I found it when I was doing all that research for you.

Rebecca had a beast in her life, too.

He turned out to be so dangerous that she had to k*ll him.

I am trying to save you from that fate.

My fate isn't written by some relative 200 years ago.

Well, it seems like a pretty big coincidence.

Catherine, you are never going to be happy with him.

You don't know what makes me happy.

I do, and I think you know that, too.

I mean, come on, Cat.

We both know that you're not here looking for where Vincent is.

What?

Look, think about it.

You believe that I used Beth to alert the boogeymen who are after Vincent, right? So, doesn't that mean that I don't know how to get a hold of them myself?

So, how could I know where he is?

Cat, you are here because I am the man that you run to when you need help.

I am your safe haven.

Okay, you are... you are crazy.

No.

You know it's true.

We belong together.

No, we don't!

Did you just push me?

Okay, look, Gabe, I...

I just want to know where Vincent is, okay?

Well, hopefully, he's being dissected into little bits.

It's what he deserves.

Rebecca Reynolds would have agreed.

And as for me supposedly doing all of these awful things?

You shouldn't just be forgiving me. You should be thanking me.

I was protecting you from him!

I don't need your protection!

Yes, you do!

(grunting)

(grunting continues)

(Catherine gasps)

Gabe?

Gabe?

Oh, my God.

Where's your pal?

They're on with the Department, figuring out what to do with you.

What department's that?

We're legit. We work for the government, okay?

We are the good guys.

Right, so, by "good guys", you mean guys that are good at covering things up.

All right, tell me this.

Why are you surveilling ADA Lowan, huh?

Is it because he's been talking to reporters?

You weren't supposed to go in there.

It's just that, in my experience, anyone who talks about this program publicly winds up dead.

Is that what's going to happen to Gabe?

I just make the gadgets.

Why don't you let me take care of him for you, hmm?

You... you want us just to let you go?

Well, it's not like you won't know where I am.

I'll go back to prison.

I'll have a perfect alibi, and everything will remain classified.

He has a proposition for us.

Let's hear it.

Three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16...

What's going on?

(gasps) Okay, it's not what it looks like.

I-I don't even know what it looks like, but you-you have to do something, you have to save him.

He doesn't have a pulse.

Save him? Really?

Well, actually, I came here to k*ll him.

No. I... I did this.

I was at the bachelorette party, and Agent Knox called me, and he didn't know where you were, and I thought that Gabe was responsible, and things just escalated.

All right, easy, easy.

Easy, easy. Light and easy, remember?

But I told you, he doesn't have a pulse.

Okay, I know that I promised I'd stay away from him, but I wasn't thinking clearly, and I thought he'd know where you were, so I just...

(knocking)

It's JT. I needed a doctor.

Vincent: Come in.

He still dead?

Vincent's trying to save him.

You escaped again?

So much for positive press?

The only thing I can think of is cardiac tamponade.

That sounds bad. It's a buildup of fluid around the, uh... the heart.

It must be blood from the trauma.

You did this? Really?

Can you fix it?

Okay, I need something to relieve the pressure and-and drain the fluid.

There's a needle in there.

I pulled out Gabe's flatlining kit.

Okay, I need to restrain him in case he wakes up.

Uh, I've got handcuffs.

They're for me and Tess, 'cause I do have edge.

Oh, not... not that much edge.

All right, I got it.

Okay, check his pulse.

Okay.

Yeah. I feel it.

Is he gonna be okay?

This means I didn't k*ll him?

No, you didn't k*ll him.

(exhales)

And I didn't k*ll him, either.

Hey, it's okay.

Now we're hugging because he's alive.

Tess: All right, guys, if she feels any better, we'll meet you over there, okay?

Okay.

Beth, I got it.

You can go home, too.

I'm not here as a reporter anymore, okay?

I... I actually really care about Heather.

In fact, I've known her a little longer than you.

Okay, it's not a competition.

And don't even pretend like you're not gonna leap at her with questions the second she comes out of that bathroom.

You're the one who made her cry.

Heather: This is neither of your faults.

Heather.

No, I shouldn't even have had this party.

You know why I had it now?

Because my fiancé's out of town and I'm too terrified of being alone.

I just wanted to feel like a bride-to-be, you know, I wanted to be all blissed out on wedding dresses and silly phallic party favors, instead of constantly thinking about being in that dungeon, scared I'm about to die.

You know, after that night, when I thought I saw whatever it was that I saw, I've never written so many puff pieces in my entire career.

You were right, Tess.

I was traumatized.

Gabe took full advantage of that.

Gabe.

We should pin the macho on him.

Well, there is something you could do to get back at him.

Yeah, not write my story.

(exhales)

Actually, I was talking to Heather.

So, you didn't break out of prison-- you did everything you were supposed to?

Except k*ll Gabe.

Well, I wasn't supposed to.

Last few days I've been telling everyone I can take care of things, just telling them to manage the situation, light and easy, and then I go and...

Beast out?

I was going to say lose complete control, but, yeah. Yeah, I beasted out.

Got so angry I scared myself.

Oh, I know the feeling.

But you're supposed to do that.

What, because of my DNA?

What, so I can lose it, but you can't?

You know what I mean, it's different.

(sighs)

Look, I'm not saying what happened tonight was okay.

But maybe the reason it happened is because you do have some anger.

Which you're completely entitled to, given everything that Gabe has done, all right?

All right, it's just...

I don't know, it's like you never really let yourself express it.

You're always calming everyone else down.

I guess I'm saying you don't always have to fix everyone else's mess.

You know, in fact, it was kind of nice for me to fix your mess for once.

Oh, come on, you fix my messes.

I save you, sometimes, from other people, but... not from yourself.

And if you hadn't have beasted out on Gabe tonight, I would've come over here, k*lled him, he would be dead, and I would be in a lot of trouble.

So, your beasting out, in the end, saved him.

And me.

Knox is calling for you. And FYI, you-know-who is stirring.

Yeah, hey.

Congratulations.

You've been exonerated of all charges.

He pushed it through.

What?

Oh, my God.

Actually, it wasn't me who did it.

Well, who was it?

I'm thinking whoever signed you out of prison today.

So they were legit.

Who are these guys?

Don't know. But they must go pretty high up.

Yeah, sure.

Okay, thank you.

Thanks.

I got to take him to the agents who broke me out.

Whoever they are.

Wait, you're leaving?

What about Voldemort?

I can handle him.

I mean, I will have JT supervise.

You're a free man.

(exhales)

Catherine: Sorry about the cuffs.

It's over now.

Vincent's been exonerated.

And if you try to expose him-- you talk to Beth, you talk to anybody--

I will come after you.

I will expose everything that you have done.

And Heather will, too.

Tess called.

She wants to come forward.

You lost, Gabe.

And it makes me really sad.

Because there was a time when I really had feelings for you, when you were a man who wanted to save people.

And that is why I agreed to go on that fake date.

I went into it with an open heart-- not a romantic one-- but one that was hoping to find that man again.

But he's gone.

I swear it was filled with equipment.

Obviously, they didn't want us to find them.

They say what they wanted with you other than to k*ll Gabe?

No, that was just the deal I made with them to let me go from here.

Why would they do that?

Because they got what they wanted.

My blood.

Tess: I can't believe you went back to Lizzie D's.

I told you, I'm edgy.

JT, I don't need you to be edgy, okay?

I was into edgy when I was 22.

But what you said, in the... in the store.

Oh. (quick sigh)

I was overcompensating.

To be honest, like, this stuff makes me nervous, too, and...

I didn't fully realize it till Franz, that stripper guy, he showed up, and I could barely look at him.

You weren't into Franz, either?

No, I was hiding in Cat's hall the entire show. I was almost relieved when Heather had the breakdown, so, you know, I had an excuse.

So we're not sexually mismatched?

Not that I'm aware of.

Do you think we are?

No.

I'm good.

(short laugh)

We probably shouldn't do this at Gabe's.

Oh.

Yeah.

He still in the bathroom?

Gabe?

Tess: Gabe?

JT: Gabe?

(knocking)

Tess: Gabe, you okay?

(growling)

(growling)

(thunder crashes)

You know, it sounds like those Swedes have left.

Maybe we should stay another night.

Huh?

(sighs)

Okay, what are you reading?

Rebecca Reynolds' journal.

Gabe had it.

It's all about how she feels like she has to k*ll Alistair.

Who?

Her beast.

Her beast? Alistair, Really?

That is a ridiculous name.

Okay, well, it was a long time ago, back then Alistair was like "Jake."

That's my second point: it was a long time ago, so it doesn't mean anything.

We got nothing to worry about.

Yeah, except for the mysterious men who stole your blood.

Catherine, come on, you were right, okay?

You're getting your badge back, I'm a free man.

No one thinks I ripped anyone's heart out. I can walk down the street without a fake mustache.

Although, right now, I mean... it is raining.

I would rather stay inside, anyway.

Oh, now you appreciate the youth hostel.

You know, I've always wanted to...

(laughing) backpack around Europe.

Yeah?

Can you put that wig back on?

(laughs)

Just one more time.

Is that a no?

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm?

Mm-hmm.

Is that no?

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

(thunder rumbling)

Gabe: Sorry to make you wait.

Yeah, in the middle of the night.

So, you brought the serum?

Actually, I didn't.

Right.

Because none of this is real, right, Gabe?

Look, I'm not doing this story.

I don't believe Vincent's a beast, or that they even exist.

Well, they do. And tomorrow, everyone will know.

What does that mean?

(growling)