Previously on "The Endgame"...
Look, will you just tell me your name
so we can communicate
a little more civilly?
I won't be giving you anything.
Think about together
forever, my love.
FBI! Don't move!
[DEVICE BEEPS]
Who the hell is Isaac Bigby?
Isaac Bigby is the
man who k*lled my mother.
b*ll*ts ripped through our house.
And your darkest wish
is to k*ll the man
who k*lled your mother.
The officials in this photo,
they're watching drone footage
of the church expl*si*n.
They're watching the m*ssacre...
[expl*si*n]
Of men, women, and children.
Ma'am, there are two
other people in that photo.
One of them will be her next target.
I know Judge Caroline Walsh.
Don't know why she'd be a target.
Same. Still, I'm putting
a detail on her home.
Now, if you did know Sergey,
you'd certainly be interested
in what's going on with
his wife these days.
- Horek is a dead man.
- [GRUNTS]
I got an idea.
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
Owen made his
choice. He's with Elena.
Check your pocket.
Isaac Bigby's address.
He's alive.
So now it's time for
you to tell me a story.
And I'm dying to know how it ends.
What are you trying to pull?
Why are you trying to
mess with me... so badly?
- It's just cruel.
- I understand that's how you feel.
But it's not the intent.
It's a lie. I don't buy it.
You think I'd waste
time trying to fool
a master investigator?
You feel manipulated. I understand.
You know what I really feel?
That I could wrap my
hands around your neck
long enough to k*ll you
before anyone could stop me.
Your anger is justified.
Your life has been pried open.
But wouldn't you rather
be free of this phantom?
- Who says I'm not?
- Me.
It takes one to no one.
When the past is not exorcised,
it comes back to haunt you.
Agent Turner, I've given you the truth.
That's all I've ever given you.
It's the act of a true friend.
It is a mind game... and nothing else.
And I did investigate Bigby.
He's buried in Louisiana.
A coffin full of bricks.
That's what's under
the headstone you saw.
What exactly do you
think I want with this?
Closure.
Open wounds fester.
Let's close it together.
Well, thanks, pal.
This means nothing.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Do you sleep well, Agent Turner?
I sleep just fine.
♪
[SIGHS]
♪
Oh, Mom.
♪
[TIRES SCREECHING]
- [SHOUTS, GRUNTS]
- [g*nf*re, GLASS SHATTERING]
[TENSE MUSIC]
♪
Mom? Mom!
[GASPS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
I did what you asked.
The tenant there is
listed as Lawrence Oliver,
- not Isaac Bigby.
- Fake name.
Possibly. He's been there five years.
Look deeper.
I will.
I wanted to get down here
because I was getting anxious.
What'd you think I'd do, Anthony?
Not worth mentioning
because it's not gonna happen.
k*ll him?
That what you're thinking?
- I've been thinking about it.
- Yeah, I would too.
But that's why we're gonna get
out of here and get some coffee.
I'm not letting you take
one step in that direction.
I'm being torn up by this.
Memories of my mom keep
flashing back, and...
Owen, how am I supposed to
make peace with this too?
Talking with me somewhere else.
Start the car.
Please, Val?
[TENDER MUSIC]
[ENGINE TURNING OVER]
♪
This?
All the guards on my door,
the late-night phone calls for this?
[TENSE MUSIC]
Caroline.
Caroline, have you
been watching the news?
Paying any attention at
all the past six days?
The Marconi trial is finally about
to hear closing arguments,
longest trial I've ever sat on.
I have a request.
You're gonna say no, but...
consider recusing
yourself from the case.
Come in with me now.
As you predicted, no.
I walked into a staff meeting,
and drone footage was playing
that I had no connection to.
Now I'm next on this
Fedorova's hit list?
- It goes to logic.
- Why?
What have I done, Rogelio?
Adjudicated federal cases,
locked up hundreds of evil
bastards like Fedorova.
I'm not challenging
your record, Caroline.
I'm trying to protect a friend.
You are unchanged from college.
Same big heart but same over-thinker.
I wasn't overthinking.
I was being prepared.
There is a pattern.
- [DRAMATIC MUSIC]
- _
Three, two, one.
[ALARM BLARES]
The initial incident
won't seem to be about you.
It may start with someone in the past.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
You may end up in grave danger...
That we may not be
able to get you out of.
♪
You should tell ghost stories.
You're so good at this.
Caroline, you, too, are unchanged.
I have been threatened
hundreds of times.
Pissing off criminals
comes with the job.
I appreciate the concern,
but I will be fine.
Now, unless you want to
take a trip down memory lane
and spin "The Sound of Silence"
and k*ll a bottle of cheap red,
I have court in the morning.
My team is sitting on your house.
That is nonnegotiable.
That, I can handle.
The drone footage you
were watching in this photo,
it really meant nothing?
What I saw seemed like
a m*llitary operation.
I didn't have anything to do with it.
♪
Stay frosty.
Log director's departure.
Glen, Glen.
I'm so sorry.
Did you see an Aussiedoodle run by?
He always bolts the leash.
Glen? You named your dog Glen?
I'm unconventional.
[TENSE MUSIC]
[g*nshots]
♪
[TIRES SCREECHING]
♪
Let's do it.
[DOOR CRASHES]
[GASPS]
Remember me?
Come with us, Your Honor.
♪
- [GRUNTS]
♪
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[HELICOPTER ROTORS WHIRRING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
Explain this again.
The phantom, it's our program.
It watches for any
activity in the bank's server
without being detected.
Anything they're doing, we can see.
- And there's activity.
- How?
We k*lled the power inside.
Some kind of generator. Not sure.
But there's definitely activity.
They're trying to break into
Elena Fedorova's frozen account.
Oh, this is perfect.
♪
Director.
I told her. I warned her!
Nothing yet from CSU
inside the brownstone,
but it's probably a waste of time.
My hatred for Fedorova
is about to erupt.
But the note, what does it say?
"How many people can you fit
into a -square-foot store?"
It's Fedorova's handwriting.
This is a new level of baffling.
It's a lure. She loves a lure.
To what, we don't know yet.
Oh, dear God. If they hurt her...
Got something.
Taken by a gas station
surveillance camera
down the road from Elmira Correctional.
That's miles from here.
There was a prison
break there last night.
A convict named Jamie Alfonso.
And this is who's
driving his getaway van.
Snow White.
The plates were blurry, but Special Ops
just got them cleaned up.
And a neighbor down
the street from here,
their surveillance showed the same van
screeching past last night
the same time the judge was kidnapped.
Why Caroline?
What's the connection between
her and this escaped con?
She put him away in .
Alfonso m*rder*d a
thug named Carlos Bella
- from the Mirabile family.
- [PHONE BUZZES]
Yeah.
Great.
She's been kidnapped by a k*ller
she put away. That's unbelievable.
If it's any comfort,
it hasn't been about
physical retaliation
for Fedorova so far.
Or maybe today's the day
when Fedorova breaks her mold.
We just got a plate
hit on the getaway van.
- Abandoned in Brooklyn.
- All right, go... now.
♪
[PHONE RINGING]
Doak, this better concern
finding Caroline Walsh.
In the spirit of all things
Fedorova does being connected,
I believe it does.
There's activity at First
Capital Security Bank.
They're attempting to get
to funds all of a sudden.
I'm listening.
I've been watching
that bank, studying it,
monitoring their activity
since it was taken.
And I believe this is the
beginning of an escape attempt.
But I have a way to liberate it
and capture Fedorova's lieutenant.
The woman with the braids who's
one-upped you four times.
Three times.
I'll just need a little leeway,
something unconventional.
Just get to it, Doak.
What are you talking about?
sn*pers.
Our little generator
here is running very well.
[COMPUTER BEEPING]
Decrypter's working.
The FBI's got a
phantom in the server.
It's pretty rudimentary,
but they're watching us.
Just using our own money to
buy a little cryptocurrency.
What's to see?
Should be expecting
a call from them soon.
Excellent.
And there it is. The getaway van.
What do you got?
Van was wiped clean. We have
NYPD starting a canvass for cameras.
Thank you. Good.
[SIGHS] But pointless.
Surveillance is gonna show men in masks
dragging the judge from
this van into something else.
Likely untraceable.
So why'd we race here?
Wait, it's not about the van.
It's about the place. The van is a lure.
Anthony, when this
is all said and done,
- you won't need me for a damn thing.
- Doubt that, Val.
How deep did you get into
Jamie Alfonso's homicide file?
He sh*t a guy in cold
blood. Two in the head.
Eyewitness sealed it.
Huh.
Alfonso have any priors?
Bad checks,
boosted a car at , nothing violent.
From car theft to
double-tapping a gangster,
like a mob movie.
Alfonso waived his right to a jury
and requested an immediate bench trial.
Thought he could b*at it.
And Judge Caroline
Walsh decided his fate.
Life. No parole.
And now Alfonso wants payback?
I don't know yet.
This guy's been sweeping
the same square of concrete
since we pulled up.
Excuse me, sir?
Sir, did you see that van pull up?
- Just came out and saw it there.
- Uh -huh. You're lying.
Or is there another reason
why you're twisting the paint
off of that broom handle?
What'd you see?
Guys in those bank robber masks,
the blurry ones.
Uh-huh.
Does the name Jamie Alfonso
mean anything to you?
He lived here.
Does he have people here? Family?
They all moved after he got busted.
It was a messed-up scene.
Dragged him out in front
of his kids, his mom.
They're all gone now.
But you're still not
telling us everything, are you?
Was he here? Did he leave a note?
I had nothing to do with this.
- With what?
- It was Jamie.
He came up to me in the mask.
He gave me something. What's your name?
Agent Val Turner.
He said the FBI is coming
and only to give this...
to Agent Val Turner.
♪
_
You seem very upset. Would
a little story help you?
Cut to the chase.
What did she ever do?
Then what? A warning?
A thr*at? Let's talk about corruption.
She is not... corrupt.
Because she was your
girlfriend, she's immune?
- She was not my girlfriend.
- No?
Not senior year, before law school?
[SCOFFS]
All right, you've done
your digging, good for you.
What's the point?
The point... is that corruption
doesn't begin with a bang
but a whimper.
Because of this, you see a
young woman full of promise
where I see something else.
All right, then.
Doak has some... unconventional ideas
to liberate First Capital.
Things... I wouldn't
normally approve of.
But given this, they're in motion.
This is the beginning of corruption.
You began this journey
as a man of principle.
And now you've let Doak off his leash.
And you're downplaying
a beautiful relationship
with the judge, which
she may take offense
if she survives the day.
Don't push me.
And don't underestimate me.
♪
- _
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[LINE RINGS]
Assistant Director
Doak, always a pleasure.
I have a proposal for you.
We'll trade all the hostages
in exchange for your
boyfriend, Louie Tang.
He'll be brought here?
You'll continue to hold the bank.
We'll take the people.
They serve a purpose.
Amend it or lose a boyfriend.
Make the exchange, or
he's shipped out tonight.
Some... black hole in
the middle of hell.
Not even I'll be able to find him.
You're not authorized
to make a deal like this.
I am.
And it expires in one minute.
Damn.
Didn't see that coming.
He's gotta be messing with you.
Yeah, well, we're messing with him.
[COMPUTER BEEPS]
We're in the account.
Now transfer $ million into crypto.
Write the code here.
♪
[LINE RINGS]
- Well?
- Back exit, quiet and easy.
Any tricks, and it's a gunfight.
Deal.
♪
Back exit, as expected.
Get your men in position.
They're ready. This'll be
sh**ting fish in a barrel.
Good.
[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER]
♪
sn*per three, line of sight.
Valerie, I'm not going
to insult your intelligence
by asking you if Shawna
Tyrell jumped off a bridge,
- would you do it too?
- No, Mom, I wouldn't.
All right.
Why is it okay for you to
lie just because she lied?
Mom, I only wanted to
stay up one extra hour.
But not to finish a homework
assignment like you said
but talk about outfits
for a boy's birthday party,
which it is now questionable
whether you will attend.
- Mom, come on.
- Uh-uh, Val.
Baby, you come on.
Here's what happens to people who lie...
Tiniest lie.
- They get used to it.
- [SIGHS]
Because that lie was easy,
the next one gets a little bigger,
and then that gets easy.
Then you'll lie about anything.
And then worse, you start to think
other people are lying, too,
because if you're doing
it, they must be also.
And that erodes away at you.
Corrupts you.
You know that word? "Corruption"?
[PHONE BUZZING]
- Director.
- I got your message.
"Follow the corruption."
As confusing as the first.
Yes. So we're working on a theory.
Digging back into Alfonso's case.
I looked through
it. It's open and shut.
But the first lead,
following the dumped getaway van
to his home, where he was arrested?
The message was more than the card.
I think he was making
sure it was communicated
what he lost.
His family, his kids.
That's what happens
to convicted murderers.
But it's like he's starting
at the beginning of his case.
Maybe we should too.
Suggesting it should be reexamined?
For what? Corruption? Nonsense.
Got a lead on the
eyewitness in the Alfonso case.
Name was Curtis Simpson.
No home address, but
we got a place of work.
Okay, we think that's
where they're headed next.
The witness.
You hear of any ransom demands,
any signs of life...
You're our first call.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
This must all hurt deeply.
She is not like the
others in that photograph.
Huh. Maybe she's worse.
Do you really know her
as well as you used to?
[PHONE CHIMES]
Don't mind me. Read your email.
[GRUNTING]
Feisty, isn't she?
Is that the kind of girlfriend she was?
Lots of dancing or
more walks on the beach?
[PHONE RINGS]
Saved by the bell.
Doak, you may have
just prevented a homicide.
Where do we stand?
Nice little van you got here.
In there. Lock him up.
We've got the prisoner.
Setting up the exchange, smooth as silk.
Good. And, Doak?
- Make it hurt.
- That's the plan.
- _
- The witness in
- Alfonso's case worked here?
- Curtis Simpson. Not worked, works.
According to the IRS,
he's on record getting
a paycheck from here.
About how many square feet
would you say this store is?
Small, .
The first note,
"How many people can fit
in a -square-foot store?"
We just found our
-square-foot store.
What have we learned?
It's a front.
The eyewitness in Jamie Alfonso's case
may draw a check from here,
but he don't work here.
We're still no closer to the judge.
We're being lured.
Okay, first it was where he got busted.
Second, the eyewitness.
I guarantee you the next
stop is the crime scene.
Val, am I a wet blanket
if I'm saying all of
this is super speculative?
We're on the right track.
How could you be so sure?
Because of this.
♪
Oh, no, Anthony.
"If the judge lies,
she's a dead woman."
♪
[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER]
- Ready?
- Born ready.
[CHUCKLES]
You know, I have to admit that...
through the hatred and frustration,
there is a slight bit of admiration
for your whole insane mission.
Not mutual, but okay.
[LAUGHS]
You play some good tricks.
But I want this to go smoothly.
So... here's some incentive.
This is the ring we took off you.
It's for her, I assume.
The one in this bank.
Now, when the hostages are free
and you're inside with her,
it's yours.
Last step of the exchange.
All set, boss.
[SIGHS]
Now, if this goes south
and there's some sleight of hand,
I'm gonna come to your prison cell
and flush it down your
toilet while you watch.
We clear?
As day.
[CHUCKLES]
Let's move out.
♪
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
Loading dock stacking up?
We're on schedule.
Four more days.
All we have to do is
keep our head down and...
♪
Oh, he's out of the infirmary.
[SCOFFS]
Was supposed to be a week.
This is why my way, the
final way, is the smartest.
We just have to handle him properly.
♪
He should be dead.
♪
I don't have any
capacity for bad news, Val.
Hate to tell you, Director,
we're leaving the building
where Jamie Alfonso k*lled
Carlos Bella, nothing there.
- [SIGHS] No note?
- Nothing.
We thought this was the
next stop. It's a bust.
[SIGHS] Good God, she's
got us chasing our tails,
and I'm ducking calls
from the White House.
You want to tell him?
There is some progress, Director.
The last place we were lured to...
The watch repair.
The IRS has employees listed.
We're looking into those names
and looking into the business itself.
Money laundering, filtering
payments to criminals.
It's mobbed up. That much is clear.
Yeah, but which mob and...
What, Turner?
How they may be
connected to Judge Walsh.
I need you to presume she's innocent.
Do you hear me?
I do.
Keep me apprised.
Horrible feeling, isn't it?
The walls closing in on a friend.
One more thing. Tea?
Positions.
[TENSE MUSIC]
In position. We're ready.
- Tell me when you see her.
- On it.
♪
We're all set.
Show them the prisoner.
♪
I got eyes on him.
♪
We're gonna send
him to middle ground.
- You ready?
- Ready.
Bring the hostages in.
♪
Louie, you all right?
Very well, my love.
Anything I should know about?
Right as rain.
That's the all -clear.
All is exactly as we described.
For every hostage released,
your boyfriend takes a step forward.
Understood.
Go.
One step forward.
♪
One step.
Go.
One step.
One step.
- Anything?
- Nothing yet.
- One step forward.
- Go.
One step.
When you get to the door,
the hostages will walk away.
One step.
♪
- Got her.
- Here's payback.
- Fire.
- [g*nsh*t]
Get down!
- Open fire!
- [g*nf*re]
Seal that door!
Yo, they just opened
fire on hostages?
Are you hurt? Are you sh*t?
No, no, I'm good. I'm good.
Get them clear! Get them clear! Go!
Move! Move! Move!
You missed me, huh?
Later. Let's go.
Take the door... now!
Come on! [g*nsh*t]
♪
Tunnel.
Been hearing them dig
this all week. I knew it.
- Bank's empty.
- Follow the tunnel.
Yes, boss.
Three with me.
Baxter, point. Pearson...
♪
Sneaky bastard.
I got a sinking feeling
about these employees.
Like they're involved in her cases?
Like, being paid off?
I'm trying to presume
the judge's innocence here,
but... Alfonso's case was a bench trial,
meaning Judge Walsh made
the final decision, no jury.
And she's in the photo
watching Fedorova's
wedding being bombed.
If they were all witnesses in crimes
where she was the judge...
Wait, this isn't about the crime.
It's about the witnesses.
Alfonso wasn't luring
us to the crime scene.
He was luring us to
where it was witnessed.
I remember from the case
file it was an apartment nearby.
I'll find it.
- _
- [DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
So I heard you were in the infirmary.
Someone spiked my juice.
The doc said tetrahydrozoline.
Eye drops. It's crazy.
But thank God I grew
up on samogon, right?
- Gut of steel.
- Yeah.
Is the plan still moving forward?
Yeah, two weeks from today.
Thank God. I'll be tip-top by then.
Absolutely. [SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
♪
He didn't act like anything was wrong.
But this...
Who's the muscle?
Goes by Samson. Doing life for arson.
Looks like Ferret found himself a friend
with nothing to lose. Huh?
[GRUNTING]
He may be acting normally,
but this is a problem.
♪
This is it.
- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
[WHIMPERING]
[TENSE MUSIC]
♪
[MOUTHS WORD]
I got you.
Don't move. Don't move. Don't move.
Agent Turner, you made it.
Your partner can call for
all the backup they want.
They won't get here in time.
Okay, look, Jamie.
We're here to help, okay?
One more step, we go out the window.
[SHUSHING]
This is real easy, okay?
Agent, take a look out that side window.
There's a rooftop across
the way. Can you see it?
No.
We're too low to see the rooftop, okay?
So how from this
apartment did Curtis Simpson
see a m*rder on that rooftop?
Jamie, look, I don't
know. I don't know, okay?
Curtis Simpson couldn't see nothing.
But still, Judge Walsh sent me to prison
for the rest of my life.
Jamie, look, this is not the way
- to prove your innocence, okay?
- Oh, I know.
But what's a couple more
years to a life sentence?
I want real justice... for me,
for the other witnesses
she took at their word,
for all the cases where she
locked up innocent people.
That's not true.
Jamie, Jamie, Jamie! Look, Jamie.
I know how it feels to be wronged, okay?
How it sticks with you.
I know.
Elena told me all about you.
Your history, your ma.
That's why you're here,
helping me to get this confession.
I didn't do anything.
You ruined my life is what you did.
My children were taken from me.
My grandmother d*ed from heartbreak.
Even if I'm cleared,
that ain't coming back.
So I want justice,
- or we can go out this window.
- No, no, no, no.
You raise that w*apon, she dies.
- Do it again.
- Stop. Just stop.
Okay. Okay. You... y-you were innocent.
And I knew it, and I
convicted you anyway.
That's it. That's all I wanted.
Okay.
- [SCREAMS]
- No!
- Judge Walsh!
- I'm okay.
- Jamie Alfonso?
- He's gone.
He went in a window.
Go, Anthony.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
The fugitive?
I'm pulling surveillance
in every direction
around the apartment building,
but so far, he's nowhere.
And her confession?
Every one of the
employees of that watch repair
were witnesses in her bench trials.
Paid off.
All resulted in guilty verdicts.
Of innocent people.
Who... didn't have the
means to fight back.
And the watch repair, owned
by the same shell corporation
that owns Lebed storage.
Beloks.
I'm guessing these
trials were covering up
crimes committed by the Beloks.
It's worth considering a task force.
And she's in as deep
as anyone in the photo.
Same as Bradbury, Tyler
Erickson, any of them.
We're contacting all
these phony witnesses
to get a fresh angle into the Beloks.
But they're all in the wind.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
Thank you.
What an ordeal.
When did it start, Caroline?
- How?
- You're joking me.
I was being held on the
ledge of a -story building.
I've never been more afraid in my life.
There's no merit to what I said.
You were so genuinely
righteous in school.
- Come on.
- I admired you so much.
You're going to regret this.
And I will have your job.
Forget our history.
Was it money... or something else?
Did it begin with a bang
or a whimper?
What was it, Caroline?
One case where someone drops an envelope
to look the other way?
♪
The fugitive Jamie Alfonso,
don't look too hard.
♪
Cuff her.
Ro? Rogelio!
It's beautiful.
May be some time
before we can get married.
When the time is right.
You said to me day
one, no plan is perfect.
So far, so good.
Don't say it. You'll jinx it.
Don't believe in
jinxes. So far, so good.
Hi.
Real quiet, real easy,
hands visible.
I told you no sleight of hand.
There's a tracker in it.
In the band.
Not bad for a man who
sh*t live rounds at hostages.
Blanks.
The only live round was the
one we snapped over your head.
Little of that Snow White theater.
- Bravo.
- You're gonna like where you're going.
Close to the boss.
Totten?
You helped a guy walk
right out of prison today.
I think you're better
off behind stone walls.
And tomorrow, you're
getting shipped out.
So enjoy your honeymoon.
Get up. Let's go.
♪
Have a safe trip.
♪
[EXHALES HEAVILY]
[PHONE BUZZING]
[SIGHS]
Anthony.
They're pulling all
kinds of information
off the First Capital servers.
I wanted you to hear it from me first.
There's an FBI list of paid informants,
guys in witness protection.
Bigby, an informant.
He's one of them.
It would explain why he
was able to just disappear
when you were a kid.
She said it. Fedorova.
This is what she wants me
to think we have in common.
U.S. government
involvement took her family.
Mine too.
Just stay where you are.
- I'm fine.
- Val.
My mom wouldn't want
me to do anything to him.
I may never get closure, but...
I'm fine.
- Good night, Anthony.
- Good night, Val.
♪
If you had the chance,
would you forgive Isaac
Bigby for k*lling your mother?
♪
But if you had the opportunity
to right that wrong?
[SIGHS]
♪
[KNOCKING]
I'm Agent Valerie
Turner. I need a minute.
I thought you were deli delivery.
I don't got any time for this.
Is your real name Isaac Bigby?
It's Larry... Oliver.
No.
It's Isaac... Bigby.
My father was a sergeant, Jason Grady.
My mother, Madeline Grady.
- Sound familiar?
- I don't know what you want.
She was special.
My mom had a kind word for everybody.
All the girls on my
block were jealous of me
because of how beautifully
my mom braided my hair.
She was an angel.
- You know that word? "Corruption"?
- I've heard it.
Good.
You can write me a two-page essay
on why it's bad while you're at Owen's.
And then you k*lled her.
You m*rder*d her.
The world just went dark.
b*at it, lady.
My angel, my light, just gone.
Excuse me.
- Marko's Deli.
- Yeah. You're late.
♪
I don't know anything about
what you're talking about.
Now, piss off before I call a cop.
I am a cop.
Trash.
Pathetic.
[COUGHING]
♪
- .
- Yeah.
I'd like to report a
possible heroin overdose.
Okay, ma'am, can you
please tell me your location?
Laced cigarettes,
your signature move.
That was homicide.
That was closure,
which you never would've
achieved without me.
You're still too righteous.
To m*rder a man? I will
never be anything but.
You timed that delivery
guy to come to Bigby's home.
He orders the same thing every night.
I put an operative in place,
waited for you to show up.
All that so I could
see his last breath.
Ah, I wish I could have been there.
This experience, it was necessary
in terms of how I will
need you in the future
and how you will need me.
But now with this Bigby gone,
you'll see how it changes you.
How well you sleep.
[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]
♪
What did you do?
I would say we're both
in the dark, Agent Turner.