02x09 - The Cleaner

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Previously on "The Catch"...

Alice: We are working
for Ethan's fiancée.

You think she's after
me just for my money.

Alice: If somebody had tried
to tell me Ben was using me,

I wouldn't have believed them.

I want to put you on retainer.

- He's trying to own you.
- We're done talking about this.

- She deserves better.
- You mean better than me.

Where are you going?

And can I come with you?

Danny: Are you gonna tell Alice and Val?

What, that you're dating a m*rder*r?

- Why do you care?
- She's just using you.

You're gonna end up dead.

Felicity.

How do I know

- I can trust you?
- You don't.

Listen to me. I k*lled Felicity.

She's alive, and she is
definitely up to something.

You sh*t her.

[Liquid pours]

Your own girlfriend.

Oh, come on.

[Bottle thuds]

She was more your girlfriend
by then, wasn't she?

And your spy.

You were chasing us.

I was pursuing my own interests.

She was disloyal. A clear liability.

You could have fired her.

What, and trusted that
she'd stay out of my affairs?

She couldn't even be
trusted to stay dead.

Right. [Claps hands]

Where is she?

Because, this time, I'm
gonna do it properly.

No, you are not, Rhys.

We don't even know why she's here.

To k*ll us, obviously.

Well, maybe she's here to k*ll you,

but I just spent two days with her.

Oh, yeah, go on. Rub it in.

If she wanted me dead,

she could have k*lled me times.

I think she's up to something else.

- [g*n cocks]
- That's right.

k*lling me.

So, once again, where is she?

Put it away!

It's not your move.

It's me she made contact with.

It's my business she's trying to steal.

And she's clearly got help.

And once I find out
who she's working with,

then you can k*ll her.

But first, I need you

to tell me everything about
the night you sh*t Felicity.

Perhaps we can find out who helped

bring her back from the dead.

So, your brother m*rder*d a woman

who then came back to life,
but you didn't know any of this,

so you slept with her
and pulled a job with her,

which you now believe she sabotaged.

Yes, exactly.

And what is it you want us to do?

I want you to find out
who she's working with

and what she's planning so
that I can take her down.

And when you say "take her down"...

I wouldn't concern yourself
too much with the details,

if I were you. I know
how squeamish you both are

about my extra-legal...

- Illegal.
- Activities.

Are you going to k*ll her?

I haven't decided.

What I need is for you to
retrace Felicity's steps

from the day that Rhys
botched her m*rder,

starting with identifying

whoever it was that saved her life.

Okay.

Rhys says that after he sh*t Felicity,

he went downstairs to the hotel bar.

Naturally.

Which is where he placed a call

to the firm's corpse removal specialist,

a man named "The Cleaner."

Got to have one of those.

He spent over two hours in the bar.

When he returned to the room,
the corpse was already removed.

So I would start with The Cleaner.

But if The Cleaner
works for Kensington...

He used to, but he vanished
right after this job.

Now, I thought we'd lost him
in the restructuring, but now...

It seems he may be
working with Felicity.

So I need you to find him.

Do you have a name?

No.

But The Cleaner's nom de plume

stems from his... distinctive technique.

Please don't tell us.

Total liquefaction.

- Agh.
- What did I say?

The deceased can literally
be flushed down the drain.

It's really convenient.

- Margot.
- What, you think

it's somehow more civilized
to hack a body to pieces

and haul it around in a sack?

- Because let me...
- Can you please stop?

Okay. We can't.

Can't what?

Do this.

Help you with this.

Oh, come on.

She's trying to k*ll me.

You'd be preventing a m*rder.

And if not me, then
think about poor Tessa,

your step-daughter.

Because if I'm gone, she'll
have to live with you.

Permanently.

- All right, fine.
- I had a feeling.

But after this, we're done.

We'll see.

♪

Clear your schedule. I may
need you this afternoon.

Okay. For...?

♪

Don't let me stop you if you
need to go be her henchman.

I'm not her henchman.

Does she know that?

♪

Ben: What are you doing?

Just packing for a brief getaway.

You can't. We have a job to do.

I'm sorry.

You're gonna have to tell Justine...

This job isn't coming from Justine.

Look who's back in the bad guy business!

Who's the target?

Ethan Ward.

- Alice's ex.
- He's up to something.

I just need proof
and a second-story man

in case of breaking and entering.

Aww. Well, I'm flattered,
but I'm gonna have to pass.

I'm trying to protect Alice.

When Alice finds out,

you're the one that's
gonna need protecting.

I can't do this without you.

Then don't.

Or better yet, ask Justine.

Look, if Ethan is crooked,

then he's a perfect target for the FBI.

Plus, Alice is far more likely

to believe Justine than she is you.

That's true.

And when Justine asks where you are?

Just tell her I had to
go pay my last respects

to an old friend.

I've asked Sophie to make a list

of all the chemical warehouses
in Los Angeles and the Valley.

This has to be the last time.

As soon as we wrap this case,

we are officially done
with Margot Bishop.

Agreed.

We will give her back all of her money,

if we have to, plus interest.

Let's not get crazy.

Well, Ethan will pay us more,

and he won't ask us to hunt down

people who make human
Drano for a living.

So we are accepting Ethan's offer.

Why wouldn't we?

Ben will be fine.

I'm sure he will be.

Once you have the conversation with him.

We don't need to have a conversation.

This isn't Ben's decision to make.

As your business partner,
I could not agree more.

But as your friend...

He's just jealous.

You want me to arrest your
girlfriend's ex-boyfriend.

I know what it sounds like.

This is so refreshingly human of you.

- I'm not jealous.
- Of course not.

- [Keyboard clacking]
- Why would you be jealous

of a phenomenally successful

multi-millionaire business tycoon?

He's not a good guy.

He's an extremely good-looking guy.

Seven years ago, the
cops were looking at him

for m*rder, fraud, and corruption,

but they could never make it stick.

Well, maybe because he
didn't do any of that stuff.

But maybe he did,

and you could be the one
that finally gets him.

Oh, that's so sweet of you to pretend

to make this about me.

We catch bad guys. Is
that not what we do?

Where is this coming from?

He wants Alice to work
for him exclusively,

and I just want to make
sure he's on the up-and-up.

For her.

Do I have to tell you

all the reasons why this is a bad idea?

It's a favor.

Not unlike when I went undercover

to save your ex-husband.

Ethan Ward is a private citizen.

He's also a multi-millionaire.

You don't become that
playing by the rules.

[Sighs]

♪

I'll swing by our white collar division,

see what I can dig up.

What I don't understand is
if you can't trust this woman,

then why include her in our plans?

So we can draw her
out and find out hers.

She's not gonna tell you anything.

She's gonna k*ll you!

Yes, but sometimes,

before they k*ll you, they
got cocky, monologue a bit,

and tell you everything,
and then... Bam!

You k*ll them.

[Scoffs] Let's just k*ll her now.

Be nice.

Actually, don't. She'll get suspicious.

Hello, darling.

[Door closes]

Oh.

Could you not find child care?

Well, Tessa will be
actually joining us today.

Firm's version of homeschool.

According to Mummy, I'm meant
to be learning from my elders.

So I'll be watching every move you make.

I'm afraid the sit-down with
Keegan didn't go as planned.

Oh, dear. What happened?

Someone moved in, made
a deal ahead of us.

How?

I thought we were the
only ones who knew.

So did I.

Trouble is, I'm not entirely sure

who it is we're up against.

How do you mean?

Keegan was only given a
code name... Mockingbird.

Mockingbird?

Does it mean anything to you?

No. I'm afraid not.

Didn't mean anything to us, either.

Which is why I was considering
reaching out to my brother.

To Rhys?

I didn't realize you
were still speaking.

Is he in town?

Yes. I'm afraid he is.

I'm sure he'd be glad to see you.

Oh, I don't know about that.

We left each other on,
uh... awkward terms.

Am I the only person in this
family you haven't slept with?

All right. That's enough.

Let's come up with a plan
to draw out this Mockingbird.

♪

I'll call in a bit.

[Elevator bell dings, doors open]

Ah, ah.

[Elevator doors close]

Rhys.

Felicity.

I can't believe you came all
the way back from the dead

and didn't call.

I never got to thank you
properly for the scar, did I?

I suppose that's why
you've come back, is it?

- To k*ll me.
- Yes.

Among other things.

I suppose I don't need to ask

how you knew where to find me.

To give my sister her due credit,

she did try to warn me off of you.

I decided not to take her advice.

The two of you seem to
cloud each other's judgment.

Do we?

This is all your fault, you know.

I wouldn't have had to sh**t you

if you hadn't gone
behind my back with her.

If you are planning to sh**t me,

there's something you should know.

What is it?

Your sister...

was much better in bed.

You know, I actually felt guilty

about k*lling you the first time.

This time, I think I'm
gonna rather enjoy it.

[Gasps]

If you want your niece to
live, you'll lower your g*n.

Oh, for the love of... Are you Tessa?

If she dies, I doubt Margot
and Ben will let you live.

- [Sighs]
- [Elevator bell dings]

Are... Are you all right?

Next time, put one in my shoulder

if it means getting a
clean sh*t at that bitch.

I'm Tessa.

Rhys.

I like you already.

♪

Have you seen how much
Ethan gives to charity?

He's a saint.

He's the worst.

Saints aren't typically guilty
of fraud and money laundering.

You were right. Ethan Ward is a bad guy.

I'm sorry, could you say all that again?

That sounded so beautiful.

Our analyst flagged some
financial irregularities

on one of his projects.

Huh.

A multi-condo luxury
resort in Cozumel. Mm-hmm.

According to the paperwork,

construction was completed last month.

I had our people in Mexico check it out.

They sent back this photo.

It doesn't exist.

No, it does not.

Where do you suppose
the money's really going?

My best guess... somewhere offshore.

Ethan is going to jail.

And his signature on these approvals

is all the bureau needs to charge him.

♪

I thought this is what you wanted.

It is, except this
isn't Ethan's signature.

[Scoffs] How can you be sure?

'Cause I've seen it over and over again

in the billions and billions of filings

I've been reviewing this morning.

Any decent forger would see

the line spacing is totally different

and the D's do not match.

Someone is signing Ethan's name

to funnel money through a fake property.

Probably one of his own employees.

[Sighs] Well, either way...

You get your wish.

Ethan Ward is screwed.

Anything on The Cleaner?

You really do not want to know.

- Oh, my God.
- Yeah.

Were those bodies?

They used to be.

Welcome to life with Margot Bishop.

We thought if we figured out

how The Cleaner does what he does,

we might get a lead
on where he could be.

And?

And it turns out we're
not the first people

to ask the Internet how
to liquefy a human body.

Okay.

We have to see this through.

Let's look into these vendors.

Look for bulk sales.

- [Cellphone rings]
- Anything that might lead...

I promise you that as
soon as we find this guy,

we are done with Margot Bishop.

- [Cellphone beeps]
- Alice: Hey.

Can we talk about Ethan Ward?

Depends on what you want to say.

I want to say that,

in my desire to protect
you, I may have overstepped.

I have no right to tell you
what to do or who to work for.

I love you.

I love you, too.

And you have nothing to
worry about with me and Ethan.

I know that.

Good, I'm glad,

because Val and I are
going to accept his offer.

Allie...

- Do you know why?
- Listen to me.

Because, currently, your baby mama

has us tracking down a
man who liquefies corpses

because a Kensington assassin
is back from the dead,

and it's not even noon.

Eh, if you'll recall,

I also asked you not to work for Margot.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Is this an apology call

or a call about how right you
always are about everything?

Apology call.

Good, because working for Ethan

would solve all of AVI's problems.

And I can't keep asking good people

to do terrible things.

I get it.

You do? Really?

I do.

♪

What?

We have to save Ethan Ward.

Margot: What the hell were you thinking?

Oh, I don't know, that
I'd come rescue you

from a manipulative and
highly skilled assassin.

Would you like one?

What? No.

- I wasn't talking to you.
- Yes, thanks.

I had Felicity right where I wanted her,

where I could watch her.

Oh, you were doing a
little bit more than that.

Yes, well, thanks to your cowboy stunt,

now she knows we're onto her.

And she's on the loose,
armed, and dangerous.

Yeah, I know. I trained her.

Can you train me?

- Yeah, of course, darling.
- No!

We are on caution protocol until
she is found and neutralized.

And I'm upping security until then.

Tessa, I'm so sorry.

Your mum used to be fun, I swear.

Is this a joke to you?

Rhys, we are under att*ck.

No, Felicity is under att*ck

because I'm gonna finish
the job for good this time...

once I find her.

And how do you plan to do that?

There's chemical
suppliers in the area,

- so if we divide them geographically...
- [Elevator bell dings]

What's wrong?

♪

What are you all standing around for?

We have work to do.

♪

Valerie Anderson.

What a pleasure to finally meet

the other beauty and brains
behind this operation.

If this is you trying to win me over,

it's not working.

Oh. Well, give it a sec.

Takes a while to kick in.

We appreciate you wanting to help, Rhys,

but we can find The Cleaner without you.

No, you can't. You've got nothing.

And now that Felicity's disappeared,

we have no time.

Disappeared? When?

I thought Felicity was with Margot.

She was. Now she's not.

You tried to k*ll her, didn't you?

Twice, actually.

- But, you know, third time's the charm, so...
- Alice: No.

We are not gonna help
you find this woman

just so that you can k*ll her... again.

Rhys: Listen.

Not only do I have underworld contacts,

I also have favors I can call in...

Favors that can help
us lure out The Cleaner

faster than whatever
clue trail you're chasing.

I hate to say it, but the
sooner we find The Cleaner,

the sooner we are done
with Margot Bishop.

I like her.

And her brother.

I take that back.

If you try to k*ll Felicity
on my watch, I will sh**t you.

No, you won't.

- You're too good.
- I'm not.

I believe you. [Laughs, claps hands]

Oh, this is gonna be
fun! Which desk is mine?

And do I get my own computer?

Because if I do, you should
know I am a Mac person.

So you're not a criminal.

Not anymore. Technically.

Now he's one of the good guys,

which is why you're here.

Someone in your company
is defrauding investors

and laundering a lot of money.

We need to know who.

How'd you find this?

You asked Alice to work
with you exclusively.

I needed to make sure
you were on the up-and-up.

So you had the FBI spy on me.

Inquire about.

Your record isn't exactly spotless.

I don't do that stuff anymore.

That makes two of us.

Even so, that can put you in jail.

I'm sorry, are you threatening me?

- No.
- No, actually.

Believe it or not,
we're trying to help you.

Why?

Because clearly, you do need
AVI as your security firm,

and I'm not about to let
Alice go down because of this.

Does she know about this?

No, and I'd like to keep it that way.

Because she will so bust
you for stalking me, right?

She absolutely will.

♪

I'd have done the same thing.

[Sighs]

So what do we do now?

What can you tell us

about the Cozumel resort
that doesn't exist?

Nothing.

This is the fist I'm hearing

anything about a property in Cozumel.

Who in your office would have the means

to create something like this?

Someone in Commercial Development.

I got people over there.

Right.

So we'll need to find a way

to narrow that number down to one.

I will need at least two men
outside this door at all times.

Seems a bit extreme, doesn't it?

I'm not afraid of Felicity.

Well, you should be.

Felicity was our top assassin.

I will not risk letting
you out of my sight

until she's caught.

And with Felicity on the lam,

I am going to need you to help me

hijack these dr*gs this afternoon.

Stocking up, are we?

No, darling.

This party belongs to the Mockingbird.

And once we steal his cargo...?

Then I will leverage it,

find out who he is and how I might...

k*ll him.

Bend him to my will.

Keegan's deliveries arrive at : P.M.

There will be a driver
and an armed guard,

plus a bartender who
I'll be impersonating

to sign for everything.

You as the bartender,
with two other targets...

We need one more
person to pull this off.

But if it's not your
brother or your girlfriend,

then who's left?

You want me to help with a hijacking?

Well, it's strictly tactical.

There's no reason for
anyone to get hurt.

Except for the one guy you're drugging

and the two that you're tasing.

Yes, exactly.

It's perfectly nonviolent.

- [Sighs]
- Of course, we'll be armed...

for our own protection.

We?

Well, I can't leave her on her own.

With Felicity out there, it isn't safe.

♪

May I speak with you
privately for a second?

Um, Tessa, darling,
you'll want to get changed.

No sex. We haven't time.

♪

Look, if you're going to lecture me

about my parenting choices...

Are we dating?

What?

'Cause if you're asking me to do this

as your henchman...

You're not my henchman.

Then what am I, exactly?

Honestly, I-I don't know.

I don't know what this is.

I don't even know if I'm
really someone who dates.

Got it.

But what I do know

is that you are the only
person in the world right now

who I actually trust.

Try Sebastian Smith, A.K.A. "Big Bash."

I believe he used to keep The Cleaner

on the payroll full-time.

You want us to reach
out to a mass m*rder*r?

Bash is more of a serial m*rder*r.

Uh, Mr. Bash is in federal prison.

Life sentence for a double homicide.

Oh, well, it was only a matter of time.

Try Nicholas Bennett.

He was always outbidding me
when it came to hiring vendors.

You say that like Kensington's
a Fortune company.

Well, under my leadership,
it could have been.

Nicholas Bennett's an unsolved m*rder.

Stabbed multiple times in the back.

[Laughs] There's karma for you.

What about since Margot's
taken over Kensington?

She must have contacts.

First of all, I resent the implication

that my contacts might be outdated.

Although, you might be onto something.

How?

Because Margot just pulled a job

on Raymond Taggart at
his daughter's Sweet .

Then why would he help us?

Because Margot owns him now.

Raymond Taggart...
Not dead or in prison.

Definitely the most
promising horrible person

- we've looked at so far.
- We'll call Taggart!

He'll call The Cleaner,

and when The Cleaner gets there,

we'll be there waiting
for him. Easy peasy.

This sounds suspiciously
too good to be true.

Not at all.

All we have to do is
provide a fresh corpse.

♪

So, I'm not one to gossip.

You boys know I don't gossip,

but you know how other people are.

And, uh, what I'm hearing is

Taggart's, uh, entire operation

has been swallowed by a bigger fish.

I mean, you don't have
to tell me, but, uh...

- [Door opens]
- In fact, you know what?

Don't tell me. I don't want to know.

[Sighs]

I don't take sides in the w*r.

Oh.

Well, I just make sure

the floors are clean enough
to eat off afterwards.

[Grunts, gasps]

Oh, my God.

You recognize him?

It's Rhys Griffiths, your old boss.

I know who it is. Who are you?

Alice Vaughan.
Anderson/Vaughan Investigations.

And, ironically, we're here
to clean up a mess you made.

We?

- Boom.
- [Gasps]

[Thud]

[Chuckles]

Rhys.

Oh, dear.

Did I just k*ll our only lead?

I want you tell me
exactly what happened.

I told you what happened.

Tell us again, please.

I got a call to come to the
Weatherby for a cleaning.

I got there, I saw the problem,

I liquefied the problem,

I poured the problem down the drain.

Really?

Really.

Then why was my sister having sex

with "the problem" yesterday?

That's not my problem.

Oh, yeah?

All right. Let's start again, shall we?

Sure.

First of all, you worked for Rhys.

You know what he's capable of.

But you don't know me.

And since you're not dead already,

you're probably thinking,
"She must be the sane one here.

She must be the good cop.

And I am.

But here's the thing...

The longer is takes for
you to tell me the truth,

the more time I have
to spend with you two.

Ooh.

And, no offense, but you two
make me sick to my stomach.

[Liquid fizzing]

So. How about you?

How's your stomach?

All right.

The truth is...

I never even saw the body.

What do you mean?

You called me at : ,

and when I got there at : ,
there was no corpse to clean.

I figured you had somebody else come in.

Wait, so you kept my
money and disappeared.

Look, the next one is on me.

[Laughs] Mate, the next one is you.

So, within that -minute window,

someone else came into your room.

And saved your problem's life.

Like you just saved yours.

Who else had access to the room?

This is everyone from that department.

We'll start with background checks.

How did this happen?

That's what we're gonna find out.

No, I mean, you and Ben.

Your deal.

When I met Ben,

he had surrendered to the FBI
for something he didn't do.

Why would he do that?

To protect Alice Vaughan.

I'm not the one that put him
on the straight and narrow.

She did.

He's doing this for her.

[Door opens]

♪

I think I found a way to
catch our million-dollar mole.

All for the low, low price of $ . .

You'll have your assistant pass
this card around the office.

It's Mr. Ward's birthday.
Everyone needs to sign.

Once signed, it'll
give us the signatures

of all employees

in your Commercial
Development department.

We'll compare those signatures
to your forged signature

from the Cozumel property paperwork.

It's only a matter of time

before the FBI software
pinpoints a match.

Who's Carol Cooney?

Carol's been with us for years.

She's very good at what she does.

Could this be a mistake?

Well, there's no proof yet.

And handwriting rarely
holds up in court.

So what's our next move?

You said she's good at what she does.

Maybe it's time Carol got a promotion.

You'll call her, give her the good news,

then take her out to lunch to celebrate.

Carol, thank you so much for coming.

Mr. Ward, thank you.

This is such a treat!

You'll chat for a bit, then tell her

the reason she's
getting the promotion now

is because she's about
to make your company

- millions.
- Millions.

How am I gonna do that?

The resort in Cozumel.

The luxury condo?

I mean, that's all you, right?

Well, I can't take all
the credit for that.

I mean, you know, that's...

It's a team, and we're a family.

And there's no "I" in...
There is an "I" in family.

Carol. Don't be modest.

Since you were never supposed to know

about the fictitious
property in the first place,

she'll start to get nervous.

That's when you tell her

someone is about to buy the resort

for an extremely high price.

Someone wants to buy it?

Mm.

Who?

Ah. Here he is now.

You must be Carol.

Hi. Terry Keaton. Keaton Enterprises.

It is a pleasure to finally meet you.

Mr. Keaton wants to get
into the hotel business,

and he is starting with
your Cozumel resort.

Once you've made the introduction,

I'll play up how excited I am

and the $ million I'm
offering to purchase it.

There's just one snag.

I'd like to see it.

You want to see the resort?

I'll have my assistant
ready the private jet.

If it's a hassle, we can take my jet.

No, it's not a problem.

I can see you're eager
to close the deal,

and so are we.

Absolutely. I can't wait.

So, if you would just excuse me,

I just need to freshen up
a little bit before we go.

So I'll be back.

When Carol realizes
there's no backing out...

She'll try to make a getaway.

Hi, Carol. Agent Justine Diaz, FBI.

[Voice breaking] Really?

Yeah.

Crap.

- Yeah.
- [Door closes]

Let's go back inside, have a chat.

- Okay.
- Okay.

So The Cleaner never even saw the body.

Someone must have moved it.

Someone who had access to Rhys' room.

Or Felicity was still alive
enough to call someone.

Impossible.

I sh*t her from extremely close range,

and I'm an excellent sh*t.

He's bragging about this.

The British don't brag.

That's an American phenomenon.
I'm just stating a fact.

So, what's next?

We need to find out who
was in that Weatherby

between : and : P.M.

Also, any calls that
may have been placed

to or from Rhys' room.

Check the lobby cams, as well.

Sophie: I won't be able
to do that remotely.

I'll need access to the hotel.

Well, Margot can help you with that.

Oh, good. More Margot.

I'm with you there.

I'll go.

It's fine. I got it.

[Telephone rings]

Someone's got a bit of an attitude.

She thought she'd be
putting criminals away here,

not taking orders from them.

Well, then, she's entirely missed

the point of becoming
a detective, hasn't she?

How's that?

People hire you to find out the truth.

And the truth and justice

have absolutely nothing
to do with one another.

Have you got everything?
Taser, zip ties?

And the g*n.

Good girl. All right, let's go.

- Danny's got the car ready.
- [Knocks on door]

Who is it?

It's Sophie.

Why didn't you call?

I called Danny. I
thought he was with you.

He's downstairs in the car.

You're going somewhere?

We're running an errand. Can I help you?

We got a potential lead on Felicity.

Do you know where she is?

No, but we're close to figuring out

how she survived and
who she's working with.

So what do you need from me?

Access to the Weatherby's servers.

I'll type the password for you.

[Keyboard clacking]

Uh, If I were you, I'd
stay out of the photos.

And the e-mail.

♪

And the texts.

I know you're sleeping with him.

[Keyboard clacks]

Just please try to not get him k*lled.

How long do you need?

Could be a few hours.

We'll be back in two.

All of us.

Tessa? We good?

Just fine.

We're not going anywhere, are we?

[Taser crackles]

Danny.

I'm in position.

Yeah, uh, change of plan.

- I want you to go and get the car.
- Why?

Take Tessa back to the hotel.

What?!

It's far too dangerous.

This is about what
Sophie said, isn't it?

Wait, what did Sophie say?

She thinks Mum is gonna get you k*lled.

Yeah, and for good reason.

Just... Danny, get the
car and take Tessa back.

I'm not leaving you here.

Well, then stay out of
sight... Both of you.

I've got this.

[American accent] I can sign for that.

- [Taser crackles]
- [Groans]

[Taser crackles]

I can take care of myself.

- I'm fine.
- [g*nshots]

Where the hell did he come from?

See, this is why I don't date.

- [g*nsh*t]
- [Man groans]

[Body thuds]

♪

Danny: What did you do?

Tessa: I sh*t him.

What did I say about staying inside?

Far too much. And you're welcome.

Tell the Mockingbird if
he wants his shipment back,

he can reach me at that number.

- Give me those.
- I'm coming with you.

No. You're not.

You're fired.

What?

I no longer have need of your services.

♪

You sh*t him.

Yeah. He was gonna sh**t you.

Well, you know, the good
thing about being fired

is that you don't have
to tell Human Resources

that you're dating your boss.

♪

Tess: Come along, stepdad.

These dr*gs aren't gonna drive
themselves to a secret location.

Step-dad?

It's better than henchman.

[Keys clack]

Okay.

I'll tell you everything,

but it's not like I'm the only one.

Joe Vernon's been padding
his time card for years.

And Jamie Yarsky is sleeping
with Kathleen O'Neill.

Carol. The Cozumel resort.

[Sighs]

Right. Sorry.

Tell us how you did it.

Well, about a month ago,

I-I got a manila envelope on my desk

with $ , in it.

Like crisp, brand-new bills
with all the instructions.

What kind of instructions?

How to make a resort on paper.

How to move money
through the corporation.

So you just did it?

The instructions said that if I did it,

I'd get the same envelope every week,

and you know that I
love working for you,

but you don't pay me enough.

- I...
- And Jamie Yarsky

makes way more than
me, and you know why.

Carol... Sexism in the workplace.

[Sighs]

And, you know, I could sue.

Do you know who sends you the envelopes

or where they come from?

They just show up on my desk.

What about the money
you've been laundering?

It has to come from somewhere.

Well, it does. It's... There's a trust.

What's the name of the trust?

[Sighs] It's, um...

It's a Carly Simon song.

It's the one...

She sings it with, uh, James Taylor.

Oh, um...

Um... Uh, "Mockingbird!"

The Mockingbird Trust.

Not a bad racket you've got here.

Send the minions out
to do the grunt work

while you keep the
bourbon industry alive.

I rather enjoy being the
Poirot to your Miss Marple.

As much as you enjoy
pretending to be an FBI agent?

"Criminal Informant."

That's the official title.

Although, I admit, it
lacks a certain sparkle.

The criminal part suits you.

The rest, I'm not buying.

I think working for my sister's
made you rather cynical.

So, when we find Felicity,

you're not gonna try to k*ll her?

Try? No.

So, why waste time playing the good guy?

I know why Ben's doing it,
but what's your end game?

Well, if I told you I didn't have one,

you wouldn't believe me.

And if I had one, why on
Earth would I tell you?

It's a shame.

I'd love to like you.

You do like me. That's the problem.

Ben loves me.

So, why can't you be more like Ben?

What, because he's good now?

Is that what you think?

♪

Let me tell you something.

Ben is exactly like me.

He's just better at hiding it.

Before, maybe.

Before when? This morning?

When he asked me to break in
to your ex-fiancée's office?

He asked you to break
into Ethan's office?

Why?

[Sniffs]

Because a tiger cannot
change his stripes.

And you, my dear, fell
in love with a tiger.

When you find Felicity, let me know.

I'll take care of the rest.

[Door opens]

So, is this how it works?

You knock 'em down,
Agent Diaz puts 'em away?

Something like that.

How much longer they got you doing this?

A couple months.

Well, you saved my ass today.

[Sighs]

I didn't want to.

But you did it anyway.

I didn't do it for
you. I did it for Alice.

So you two can work together.

I assumed she was turning me down.

I haven't heard from her.

You will.

Look, Ben...

It's all right.

We don't have to be friends.

Oh, thank God.

I know, right?

♪

- Hi.
- Hey.

I let myself in.

That's why I gave you the key.

Uh...

I was just leaving.

No, don't go on my account.

No, it's okay.

Uh, I think we were just about done.

You know, I was thinking...

If it's okay with you,

maybe it's best if we
don't work together.

♪

Is that okay?

Yes. Of course.

I totally get it.

Thanks.

Uh, see you, guys.

[Door opens]

What did you do?

Ethan.

- [Door closes]
- I'm sorry.

It's just that if Ben said
something or did something...

He didn't. No, he's been great.

He is great.

And he is very much in love with you.

Which is why you and I
shouldn't work together.

Because I'm still in love with you.

♪

I'm sorry, Allie.

♪

You okay?

What happened here today?

Nothing. I swear.

No.

[Dustin Tebbutt's
"Give Me Tonight" plays]

Last night, you hated him.

You begged me not to work with him.

Tonight, you're having drinks,
and now he just fired me.

- Okay. In my defense...
- Mnh-mnh.

♪ You're what I, you're what I want ♪

Tell me what happened.

♪ You're what I ♪

Is this the woman I'm dating?

Have you told Alice yet?

Uh, that's a no.

Do me a favor and take a
photo of her face when you do.

[Laughs]

Any word from the
mysterious Mockingbird?

Yes.

I'm actually on my way to meet him now.

- By yourself?
- Don't worry.

I've taken all the
necessary precautions.

I'll leave right now.
I'll meet you there.

You'll be in my hotel
room when I get back.

I'll tell the guards to expect you.

Okay. It's a date.

♪ To breathe in your body ♪

Yes. I suppose it is.

♪ 'Cause I can lay here ♪

Are you nearly done?

I am.

Yet you're still here.

[Laptop lid clacks]

♪ But show me a quiver ♪

Why don't you come with me?

♪ Give me tonight ♪

W-Why in God's name would I do that?

Because Felicity's out there

plotting the death of your entire family

and knows you're here
and you're a target.

Aww. And... And you're
gonna keep me safe?

We can put you in the security wing.

You think criminals can't get to AVI?

My mother runs the place.

My uncle's there now.

Besides, wouldn't your
life be so much better

if Felicity walked in
here and sh*t me and Mum?

You'd never have to see us again.

It doesn't mean I want you dead.

Well, you're not staying.

There's the door. You're dismissed.

Fine.

I'm just gonna make sure
the guards know to...

♪ I'm saying your name ♪

[Gasps]

- ♪ You're what I want ♪
- [Body thuds]

♪ You're what I ♪

♪ You're what I want ♪

♪ You're what I want ♪

Now... you're coming with me.

♪ It's running a hand ♪

♪ Over your frame ♪

[Elevator dings]

♪ It's taking me in ♪

♪ That takes me away ♪

Danny: No. No.

♪ Your arch like an anchor ♪

Dispatcher: , what's your emergency?

I have a g*nsh*t victim.

Female. years old.

GSW to the lower abdomen
at the Weatherby Downtown...

♪ Show me a quiver ♪

♪ Give me tonight ♪

[Siren wails]

How is she?

She's still in surgery.

The doctors are gonna let us
know the minute she gets out.

What about Margot? Where is she?

She's at a meeting. She's
not picking up her phone.

Is she with Tessa?

No. She left Tessa back.

Oh, my God.

I'll be back.

Alice, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

It's gonna be fine.

[Door closes]

Benji. Your timing is impeccable.

I was just about to order dinner.

Why didn't you tell me about Felicity?

Ah.

- I take it you've seen Alice.
- Rhys.

I didn't tell you because
I didn't want to drag you into it.

Well, I am in it now.

What are you talking about?

- She's taken Tessa.
- What?

Benji, I'm so sorry.

I-I didn't think...

You never do.

But you are gonna start right now,

and you are gonna help me get her back.

This is my fault.

- Allie.
- No, it's not.

She didn't want to go to Margot's.

I made her go.

You volunteered to go in her place.

She chose to go.

She was doing her job.

I'm the one who forced us

to take Margot Bishop on as a client.

- You didn't...
- You didn't force us.

We needed the money.

We all agreed.

Which makes it my fault.

- Danny...
- What?

You found her.

You probably saved her life.

Yeah, but she tried to warn
me, and I didn't listen.

Warn you about what?

♪ You're what I want,
you're what I want ♪

It probably isn't a good
time to tell you this,

but, um...

I'm kind of... dating Margot.

[Music ends]

♪

[Cellphone vibrates]

Man: Sorry to keep you waiting.

You must be the Mockingbird.

It's a pleasure to finally
meet you, Ms. Bishop.

Now, um...

Where are all those dr*gs
that you stole from me?

♪