Beauty and the Beast (2012–2016): Season 4, Episode 4 - Something's Gotta Give - full transcript

Previously on Beauty & the Beast...

Someone's willing to pay $5 million

- to capture a beast.
- There's a bounty?

They may be after a beast,
but they do not know it's Vincent.

But I do, I'm at risk now,
too, which is why I'm giving you

the full resources of Homeland Security.

You don't work at NYPD
anymore, you work for me now.

I don't want you to think
that my turning down tenure

has anything to do with
wanting to move in with you.

But it does, JT, it has
everything to do with it.

It would be so
stupid to take the next step



without you finding what...

whatever the hell it
is you're looking for.

VINCENT: I mean, we're no closer

to finding whoever's put up this bounty

than when we first got
back from our honeymoon.

♪ ♪

♪ And though we know
how far we've come... ♪

(whines)

Sorry.

He's a little cranky this morning.

Who isn't?

(entrance bell jingles)

Cat, hey!

Geez, what, are you working
all the time now?



Lately, yeah, and so is Vincent,

which is probably why he is a no-show.

We were supposed to
have a coffee date together

after his graveyard shift,
but I guess he got hung up again.

Sorry.

More eastbay stuff?

Pig Latin.

(whispering): Code.

Oh. Oh, yeah, I get it.

Yeah, the sooner we figure out

who put out a bounty on, uh...

- Eastbay.
- Eastbay.

The sooner Vincent and I can
get back to being married.

Well, that'll be nice

considering you guys just got married.

- CATHERINE: Yeah.
- (fusses)

(sighs)

Ugh, I have no idea how
you can concentrate right now.

That would drive me crazy.

Really? It doesn't bother me.

Well, JT and I ought to
have your new office

up and running today, so you can work

in some nice peace and quiet.

I'm so excited to show you.

I'm excited to see it.

Thank you again

for taking the lead on
finding that place for me.

I have just... I have been crazed.

Yeah, no, don't mention it.

I've been having so much fun.

You'll love it. Kyle did.

Kyle?

Okay, Cat, give me a little credit.

All I did was tell him
that you're a DHS agent now

and that you need an
off-site office... that is it.

To find out who's after Vincent.

What if he found out?

Are you out of your mind?

Whoa.

I'm sorry.

Guess I'm just a
little on edge right now,

trying to figure out
who's behind all this

before the next attack.

(sighs) Cat.

You're burning the candle
at both ends, you and Vincent.

Trying to balance two demanding careers,

a marriage, that.

Something's gotta give.

♪ Love's not in our hearts. ♪

Ow! Damn it!

This place is useless!

HEATHER: What are you
talking about? This place is amazing.

Where else can you find so
much space, natural light,

a Pilates studio downstairs?

Forget Pilates.

We need more power, amperage, volts.

Look, I don't think you understand,

but Cat's a special agent now, okay?

Yes, I've heard.

Which means she's
gonna have federal access,

which means international databases,
satellite surveillance.

Technology us tech guys
can only dream of having.

I think we need plants in here.

Maybe a ficus?

Or gardenias.

Heather, listen to me.

This place isn't wired

for what Cat's gonna need to
track down the beast buyer.

It's meant for a... clothing designer.

And now it's meant for Cat.

Can't you just bring in,
like, extension cords or something?

(laughs) Really? Ow!

Perfect.

(JT sighs)

Bummed about Tess, are we?

No, this isn't about Tess.

It's about trying to stop whoever
wants to capture a beast

before they find out about Vincent.

It's about those
stupid conspiracy bloggers

who are hell-bent on proving

that a beast really exists

despite my best
attempts to discredit them.

- It's about...
- Tess?

Yes, okay, it's about Tess.

This is exactly why I didn't know

how to tell her I turned down tenure.

You followed your heart.

You realized you
didn't want to be a professor

for the rest of your life.

You made a decision, that's all.

One that might have cost me Tess.

Maybe, maybe not.

Look, all relationships go through
changes, JT, challenges.

You know that... look
at Vincent and Cat.

They go through them all the time.

And God knows they're
going through a doozy right now.

Yeah, Cat, look, I can't talk very long.

I got multiple injuries.

Nurse, can you, uh, get
a CT scan, stat, cranial?

How are you holding up?

Well, I didn't expect
to pull a double shift,

but I've taken so much time off lately.

Plus I had to deliver three
babies last night.

Guess that's a record, huh?

There's got to be something in the air.

Well, I'm calling because Deputy
Secretary Hill called me.

It sounded urgent. I'm headed there now.

What, has he got a lead?

He didn't say, but something is up.

He said that
someone might have found out

that he's the one who's
been protecting your secret.

- Another bounty hunter?
- CATHERINE: I don't know,

but I'll let you know when I find out.

I miss you.

Yeah, I miss you, too.

MAN: Coding, he's coding.

(elevator bell dings)

Can I help you?

- Are you Dorothy?
- Yes.

I'm Catherine Chandler, Agent Chandler.

Oh, right, Deputy
Secretary told me about you.

- Welcome to DHS.
- Thank you.

- Uh, is he around?
- No, um...

I don't know where he is, actually.

What do you mean?

I mean he didn't show for work,

which is really unusual.

He called me 20 minutes ago from home.

Told me to meet him
here, he said it was urgent.

- Well...
- Wait.

Where does he live? What's
his address? Hurry.

- There.
- Thank you.

Vincent.

I think they might have found Hill.

I think he might be in trouble.

Come on.

You knew it was a matter of
time before somebody figured it out

that your agent knew who the beast was,

and you had to know, too, right?

Come on!

Let them go.

Hey.

Don't be a hero.

You tell me who it
is, or after I kill you...

I'll kill them, too.

(whimpers)

It's gonna be okay.

Five... four...

- Please.
- three...

two...

Drop your weapon.

- Now.
- Not a chance.

Last chance.

(screams)

(thuds)

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah.

Better than him anyway.

At least we finally got a
chance to see each other.

Yeah.

At least we got there
in time to save his life.

Yeah, but we almost didn't, right?

And if we hadn't,

Secretary Hill's whole
family would have been killed.

So what do you guys think?

That was way too close, you know it.

What are we supposed to do?

Even you can't be two places at once.

Speaking of places,

how about this one? Isn't it great?

Yes, it is
wonderful, Heather, thank you.

- Needs more plants.
- Right?!

Did I not say that?

- (telephone rings)
- (Heather scoffs)

HEATHER: I'll get it.

Vincent, we are
doing the best that we can.

I know, I know, but for nothing else,

this attack on Hill, it proves

that this beast bounty is very real,

and it's getting closer to me.

I know, I am just as
frazzled as you are.

But you're not juggling two jobs.

You know, this is your job.

Are you saying that this
is harder for you than me?

No, I am not saying that, I'm just...

I don't know, we can't keep this up.

You know, we're like two ships
passing in the night.

I thought that was supposed to happen

after years of marriage, not weeks.

HEATHER: Hey, guys, sorry to interrupt,

but, um, it's Secretary Hill's office.

He wants to see you two right away.

Hopefully he's got another lead

- on the bounty hunter.
- JT: Guys.

We got big problems.

Great, now what?

Really? As opposed to
what just happened?

JT: Actually, it's
because of what just happened.

The attack on Hill, it's already news.

More specifically, it's
already all over the blogosphere.

VINCENT: Uh, translation?

Bloggers haven't given up believing

that some sort of beast exists

since the first bounty hunter
attacked after your honeymoon.

Point is that they
were already suspicious

about a DHS cover-up after
Agent Russo was killed,

but now that his
boss was attacked, too...

Now they're even more
convinced that DHS is hiding something.

HEATHER: Okay, I'm
sorry, I don't understand.

What does this mean?

It means that we have to
be even more careful now,

because the bloggers are
gonna do everything they can

- to try and expose...
- Me.

I've actually got an
idea of how to stop them.

It's a little risky, but I guess

if I wanted safe, I would
have agreed to tenure.

VINCENT: Yeah, right
now everything's risky, man.

Do what you can.

Uh, we got to go see Hill,
I'll get the car.

I-I'll get your validation.

This won't go on forever.

Promise?

Okay, you can do this, JT.

Heath, thank you so
much for everything, really.

Oh, sure.

Hey, uh, so, um...

how long have you been pregnant?

Where did you find that?

In your purse, when I went to give you

extra parking validations.

First of all, it's not what you think.

And second, this is none
of your business.

None of my business?
Cat, I'm your sister.

Don't you think that
entitles me to know whether or not

- you're about to deliver a beast baby?
- Shh!

Well, I...

I haven't even gotten to
the question of beast baby yet,

because I don't know if I am pregnant.

- You know, I'm just late... that is all.
- What, you haven't taken it yet?

- Come on, Heather, I have been so busy.
- What, "so busy"?

Too busy to pee? Cat, come on.

The ladies' room is right
across the hallway.

Go take it right now.

No, I have to go figure
out what Hill wants.

Are you just too afraid to know?

No.

Come on, don't be silly.

- Okay.
- Please.

Just... keep this between us.

Of course.

(sighs)

You saved my life.

You saved my family's life.

I, uh, don't know how to thank you.

We're just sorry we
couldn't get there earlier.

How are your wife and daughter doing?

Still scared.

Especially because obviously

I can't say why he attacked.

Part of the job, I guess.

Keeping secrets.

We know all about keeping secrets.

Including the ones that
put our loved ones at risk.

First time for me.

And the last time.

I want to put an end to
this once and for all,

before something like
this happens again.

Believe us, sir, so do we.

But we need to find whoever's

behind this bounty first.

That's why I called you.

After what happened,
I rattled some cages.

Pulled some strings in every division...

and found this guy.

An accountant?

Albert Toland isn't just any accountant.

He's Dmitri Voynov's accountant.

Russian crime boss who's been trying

to elbow his way
into the States for years.

Okay, and why would he want a beast?

Possibly to eliminate the competition,

which would give him a mob monopoly...

unchecked power in New York.

Albert contacted Secret Service.

Said he was getting
scared because Voynov

was becoming more desperate.

Said Voynov was
doubling a certain bounty

and wanted to make sure that Albert
had the funds available.

Okay, does he know
exactly what the bounty's for?

I don't know.

All I know is, he
wants to flip on Voynov,

but only if we can guarantee protection.

This could be the
break we've been looking for.

When can we meet him?

Well, he's afraid Voynov might find out,

so he'll only meet where
there are a lot of people around.

But he knows to look for you.

Where?

Do you, uh, you guys

have any kids by any chance?

VINCENT: Pregnant, seriously?

That's our cover?

Come on, we're meeting this accountant

at his kid's private
school, not a maternity ward.

Well, unless you want to rent a kid,

this is the best cover that
I could come up with.

Besides, it is an open house,

so prospective parents are welcome.

"Prospective parents."

Really, shouldn't you
be showing a little bit

if we want to pull this off?

Actually, first-time
mothers aren't usually showing

until about 12 weeks, so we're good.

Really, when'd you have time
to research that little tidbit?

Oh, you didn't learn that in med school?

Wait, are you mad at me about something?

- No, why?
- I-I don't know.

You just seem a
little sharp with me lately.

We're sharp with each other, Vincent.

We're both under a lot of stress.

Plus, we put our relationship on hold

for all this, and it's not fun.

Yeah, and since our relationship

is what we're trying to get back to,

can you imagine
having a kid on top of that?

- No way.
- You don't, you don't want kids?

I don't know.

We haven't really talked about it.

Wait, wait. We're talking about it now.

Okay, I... I don't know.

I-I can't really see us having
a family right now.

We barely have time for ourselves,
let alone a kid.

And imagine raising a kid in this city.

You know, subways, safety issues,

beast issues.

So, the answer is no. Fine, I get it.

Come on, I-I didn't say that.

All right, let's go to school.

Agent Morrison?

That's me.

Got some I.D. to back that up?

Okay, so what do you want from us?

DHS is concerned.

For your safety.

What do you mean?

WOMAN: Look, if you brought us here

to convince us there's not
some sort of a... beast

roaming the streets, you're
wasting your time.

- We know better.
- Based on what?

Well, based on unsolved crimes,

cover-ups,

maulings,

including one on one of your own agents.

That's the problem with the Internet.

Everybody believes everything.

So... what?

You're saying it's not true?

I'm saying people are getting killed

and DHS doesn't want you to be next.

Is that some sort of a threat?

No, it's a warning.

There are not... what'd
you call them, beasts?

Out there.

But there are terrorists

who are looking for any edge possible.

Which means the more
you make it sound like

something really does exist,

the more you risk ending up

like the first blogger,

who mistakenly thought

that he was onto something, too.

Understand?

Yeah, yeah. We understand.

Good.

Quick!

- Grab the beast!
- Aah!

WOMAN: Preschool goes for two years,

although there is a Mommy and Me class

starting at two years
old, which I highly recommend.

- Wow.
- Two years old, really?

Helps them acclimate.

Plus it gives them a jump

- on the competition.
- VINCENT: Competition?

What, in finger painting?

What? I mean...

do you really have to worry

about those kind of things at, at two?

Yes, actually.

It's smart to get a jump on it now.

- Yeah.
- By the way,

how far along are you, if I may ask?

Uh, I'm not sure actually...

12 weeks. Uh, first-time mothers don't

usually show until 12 weeks.

Vincent's a doctor.

Oh, fantastic!

What's your specialty?

Specialty? Uh, E.R.

Oh.

And you're a Homeland Security agent?

Yeah, that's-that's right.

I just started, actually.

Mm-hmm.

Let me get you a financial
assistance package.

Great.

Financial assistance?

- How much does tuition cost?
- I don't know.

But I'm glad we're just pretending.

- (baby crying)
- (groans)

God, I'm so not ready for that.

What if I am?

There he is.

- I got to go.
- Okay.

- (thudding)
- (Albert shouts)

Come on.

MAN: Get down!

(crowd clamoring)

Go, go! I'll get them.

Come on, let's go.

Let's go, come on. Run!

(fire alarm blaring)

Just go!

Hey!

(coughing)

What happened?

Where is he?

I don't know! They took him.

What do you want me to do?

I can't track in tear gas.

If Voynov took Albert...

Then we're back to square one.

- (coughs) Come on.
- Yeah.

Can I get you some water?

Yes, please.

I still don't
understand... why are we here?

Why can't I go home?

What if Albert calls?

Because until we find
out exactly why your husband

was taken, Mrs. Toland, DHS

needs to keep you safe. Have a seat.

- Thanks.
- Um, are you sure

that you don't know anyone
by the name of Dmitri Voynov?

Boys, no jumping on
the furniture, remember?

Do you have any guns in the house?

Yes, we do.

But they are all locked up.

- They are in the gun safe.
- Okay.

You sure you don't know
Dmitri Voynov? From my understanding

- your husband worked for him.
- I've never heard of anyone

with the name Voynov, but
he's traveling abroad a lot.

And we've sort of been in
the divide and conquer mode

ever since the boys were born.

(boys clamoring)

The police are looking
for him, right? And DHS?

Uh, yes, and my husband.

Your husband?

I thought he was a doctor?

Yeah, uh, he is...

(glass breaks)

BOYS: Uh-oh!

Riley, Chasen!

What did you just do?

BOTH: He did it!

It's okay... that was old.

So sorry. I'll pay for it.

No, please, do not worry about it.

Judy?

DHS has reason to believe

that Voynov might've taken your husband.

You have no idea what
I'm talking about, do you?

No, I don't.

But... I'm not surprised.

Albert and I have slowly...

drifted apart.

Ever since I got pregnant with Chasen.

What do you mean? Why?

Why? Um...

Life just became overwhelming.

Between his job and mine
and the stress of everyday life,

and then you add kids into
the mix... I don't know.

Somewhere along the
way, we just kind of...

we lost each other.

Like ships in the night.

Exactly.

(glass breaks)

Kids.

TESS: All hell's
breaking loose over here.

911 calls from the school, a kidnapping.

I've got everybody on the
lookout for Albert Toland,

but, look, I know we're not working
together anymore, Cat,

but a little bit of a heads-up
would've been nice.

Tess, I'm sorry.

Honestly, we had no idea it
was gonna turn into this.

It was supposed to be a simple meet.

It's never simple when
it comes to you and Vincent.

Hey, at least you called when you did.

Let me guess, beast bounties?

Hill got attacked in his home yesterday

with his wife and daughter there.

Are they all right?

Yeah, but he's determined to figure out

who's behind the bounty so
it doesn't happen again.

Well, I don't blame him,
but, look, there's something funky

about that accountant you
asked me to check out.

According to the Office of Professions,

he got his CPA license eight years ago,

but he's only been making income from it

up to four years ago, after that, nada.

What do you mean?

His wife says he works all the time.

That's how he pays for
their private school.

Not by accounting, not
according to this.

That doesn't make sense.

You know what else doesn't make sense?

If Albert was going to flip on Voynov,

and Voynov found out about it,

why would Voynov have him kidnapped?

Why wouldn't he just have
him killed right then and there?

You're right. That doesn't make sense.

- Have you talked to his wife?
- Yeah.

She doesn't know anything.

Her and her husband grew distant

years ago after they had kids.

Happens all the time.

You don't know that.

Excuse me?

Sorry, never mind.

All right, what's up with you?

You come in here all
mopey and defensive.

I-I get that we're not partners anymore,

but we're still friends, right?

(sighs)

- I'm late.
- All right, fine.

- Just go, then, damn.
- No, Tess,

I'm late.

Oh...

Oh.

Yeah. Exactly.

And, no, I haven't
peed on the stick yet,

but it is probably just stress.

Then why don't you
just pee on the stick?

(sighs)

Because I don't want to deal with it.

And I know that Vincent doesn't, either.

Okay, so, what?

You're just gonna wait
till you have a baby bump and...

I mean, come on, you're
being ridiculous.

You got to find out
one way or the other.

Yes...

but I would prefer to be in denial

for as long as humanly possible.

We've been down this road before

and it is way too complicated.

Okay.

Oh, can you check with JT to see

if he's found out anything about Voynov

or-or Albert on the DHS database?

No, excuse me.

I don't know if you realize,

but JT and I broke up, remember?

I'm not asking you to sleep with him,

I'm just asking you to work with him,

figure out what the hell
is going on here.

Great.

What the hell are you doing?!

Don't worry, Sammy, I got it.

Well, except we don't know

what he can do, remember?

Still, I knocked him
down before, didn't I?

What's going on? What...

Where am I? What are you doing to me?

We're waiting for you to do your thing.

What thing? I-I don't know

what you're talking about.

Methinks he doth protest too much.

- Stop that!
- SAMMY: Come on!

Show us what you got...

beast.

Wait, what?

Hold on, you think I'm...?

(laughs)

Are you out of your mind?

I'm not a beast.

I mean, or whatever you call it.

- You're crazy!
- MAN: Yeah?

Then how come you've been
trying so hard to disprove it, huh?

Every post we make,

you try to undermine us.

Then you pretended to be

a Homeland Security
agent to scare us off.

What, you didn't
think we'd check you out?

You're no agent.

Which can only mean

- you're the beast.
- I'm not, I swear.

I was only trying to save
you from getting killed!

Damn it, stop it!

- You got this all wrong.
- WOMAN: No, we don't.

We've been looking for proof,
for who's been mauling people,

and now we've got it.

Yeah, but if I could maul you,

don't you think I
would've done it by now?

Do you really think these
chains could stop me?

Do I look like some
kind of superhuman to you?

I'm the farthest thing from it.

I'm just a...

I don't even know what I am anymore.

I used to know, I used to be

perfectly clear with
who I was, what I wanted.

Then I quit my job, lost my girl.

I was just...

I was just trying to help,

I was just trying to do the right thing.

I'm nobody.

He sounds more pathetic than we do.

Vincent?

What are you doing? Did you find Albert?

No, but I found...

this.

- (voice yodeling)
- Oh, my God.

Bounty hunters?

No.

Children.

How could you let this happen?

I didn't have anything to do with this!

See?

You were supposed to
keep an eye on them.

I am a cop, Vincent, I am not a nanny.

Besides... wait, where are they?

I'm so sorry about all of
this. I was just on the phone,

trying to see if
anybody's heard from Albert.

Where are the boys?

Oh, they're in your bedroom,
sleeping. I hope that's okay.

No, it's not.

Vincent...

Here, I just got this.

- A ransom demand for $2 million?
- What are we going to do?

- We don't have that kind of money.
- Unfortunately,

the kidnappers think you
do, but the good news is,

- it means he is still okay.
- Wait, but why?

I mean, if they're working for Voynov,

wouldn't they want to kill him?

- What?
- Really?

- You know what I mean.
- Yeah, but she doesn't.

Okay, what's going on? What
aren't you telling me?

We don't know, Judy,
that's-that's the problem.

Something isn't right. Vincent.

Why couldn't you track him?

Really?

Okay. Firstly, kids were screaming,

secondly, the
kidnappers kept swapping cars,

and thirdly,

the hospital kept calling me.

So, did you find anything?

I tried, but Judy doesn't know anything.

What about Tess? I mean, did you think

- about asking Tess to help?
- Yes.

I thought about asking Tess for help,

and JT, but I can't find him anywhere.

- Oh, so that's it? There's nothing?
- This is not my fault.

- You think it's my fault?
- Well, if you

had found whatever his face is...

I am, like, totally swamped right now.

- It's not any easier for me!
- I'm worried about losing my job!

Well, at least you aren't worried
about being pregnant!

(sighs)

I'm-I'm-I'm so sorry.

No, I'm sorry.

I didn't want to blurt it out like that.

No, it's fine.

I just, I didn't know how to tell you.

And I don't know if I am or if I'm not.

Come on, don't-don't even worry about it.

Come here.

You know, our lives are
just so overloaded right now,

we barely have time
to breathe, let alone...

anything else.

Really?

I mean, you-you
really think you're pregnant?

I don't know.

I don't know, I might be.

I should've taken the
test by now, but...

You haven't taken the test?

No.

No, I was afraid.

I was afraid to find out.

I was afraid that it might

completely overload us and we'd end up

just like Judy and her husband.

J-Judy and her husband?

She doesn't know
anything about him anymore.

They-they had kids and then

they just... drifted apart.

That is not gonna happen to us.

No?

Vincent, we've only been
married a couple of months

and we are already struggling.

Yeah.

Two careers, beast bounties...

I mean, come on, it's
a little different.

- Is it?
- Yes.

Couples have enough trouble

trying to keep their
marriages alive every day

without having to deal with the stuff

that you and I have to deal with.

What's gonna happen

if we throw a baby into that?

We'll make it work.

Come on, our lives have been

so overloaded before, right?

But if there's
anything that we've learned,

it's that we can do pretty much anything

as long as we do it together.

Which means we can't put
our relationship on hold,

no matter what.

Something's gotta give.

Mm-hmm. But not us.

That's all that matters.

(sighs)

Do you feel like you need to pee yet?

(laughs)

Yeah,

but I feel like finding Albert more.

Whoever he is, he needs saving.

I'm gonna check with Tess and JT,

see if they found anything.

Okay, I'll see if I can track him.

Maybe now I can be a
little more focused,

that we've had our mini-meltdown.

- (glass shattering)
- JUDY: Boys, seriously!

BOYS: Sorry...

- I don't even want to know.
- Neither do I.

(Vincent sighs)

TESS: What do you
mean, you can't find him?

How long has JT been gone?

I don't know, since yesterday, I guess.

He said he was going to
go deal with the bloggers,

but I haven't seen him since.

Oh, damn it, JT, what'd
you get yourself into now?

JT (faintly): Help...

(groans)

Oh, my God, are you all right?

What happened?

I was kidnapped.

- What?
- What?

I thought you were
trying to get the bloggers

off of their beast obsession.

I was, they didn't buy it.

Obviously.

Bloggers kidnapped you?

With a stun gun, thank you.

Do you need to go to the hospital?

No, just a shrink.

I don't really want to talk about it.

(grunts)

- Were you worried?
- Yes.

Because Cat needs our help

to find somebody else who was kidnapped.

Oh.

Let's go.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Any luck?

On Voynov, yeah, as advertised,

but nothing we didn't already know.

What about Albert?

JT: That's the real question.

I've searched DOJ, FBI, SEC...

there's absolutely nothing on him.

He hasn't even paid taxes in four years.

Which is around the same time

he stopped making
money as an accountant.

Who is this guy?

- Here you go.
- Thanks.

- Wait, what happened?
- Don't ask.

He doesn't want to talk about it.

You sure Secretary Hill said
that Albert worked for Voynov?

- Yeah. Doesn't he?
- We can't find any connection.

And it's looking more and more like

he was kidnapped by a
different person for another reason.

What are we missing?

Why don't you try searching Interpol?

His wife said he travels abroad a lot,

maybe there's something there.

Okay.

(whispers): Hey. Did you pee?

No.

She'll get to it when she gets to it.

Wait, you know, too?

Know what?

ALL: Nothing.

Sorry.

- (speaks Russian)
- (dog barks)

(grunting)

(gunfire continues)

(dog barking, bird cawing)

Where did he go?

Behind you.

(grunting)

(punches landing, men grunting)

(snarls)

(panting)

It's okay. It's okay, you're safe.

Come on.

Who are those guys, huh?

Why did they kidnap you?

I don't know.

I-I just assumed Voynov was...

- No, Voynov had nothing to do with it.
- What?

You took them all out?

- By yourself?
- Come on.

JT: He's not an accountant.

And his name's not Albert Toland,

at least not his only name.

I ran his photo through Interpol,

cross-referenced with FSB, Mossad.

He's an assassin.

A professional hit man.

Being an accountant, apparently,
is just a cover.

TESS: But wait, I don't
get it. What was he doing

at that private school? I thought he was

there to meet you, to flip on Voynov.

That's what he wanted us to think,

that he was an
innocent, to get to Vincent.

Which means Vincent's in trouble.

Come on.

You mind if I ask you a question?

ALBERT: Sure.

What is it you do for a living?

Me?

I'm an accountant.

(heartbeat quickening)

Thought so.

Something tells me that's not true.

No?

No.

Why didn't you tell your wife the truth?

Is Judy okay? The boys?

- Yeah, they're fine.
- (exhales)

Just think she's a little confused

that someone's trying to
kidnap you for $2 million

that she doesn't even know you have.

That's understandable.

We don't talk much these days.

Marriage.

And I certainly

did not expect to get kidnapped.

I must have pissed somebody off.

But not Voynov.

I don't even know who he is.

Except that he's on some DHS watch list,

which is why I wanted you
to think I worked for him.

Why?

So you'd be willing to meet me,

preferably unguarded,

for obvious reasons.

Your reputation precedes you, Vincent.

So, what? You're just
another bounty hunter?

A bounty hunter?

No.

I am much more than that.

(gunshot)

Whoa! What was that?

(pained breathing)

Ah...

(grunts)

(panting quietly)

Ah!

(siren wailing, tires screeching)

CATHERINE: I'm off the
bridge, headed south on Hicks.

Where to next?

JT: I've got Vincent

on a Port Authority

surveillance camera

- walking east on DeGraw.
- Okay, then where to?

JT: I don't know, that's
the last I see of him.

There's a junkyard ahead
on Wharf. Maybe try there.

Try? Vincent might not
have time for me to try.

It has to be right. Keep looking!

At least now I know why

I was told to be careful with you.

(breathing hard)

So what are you?

Some kind of experiment
gone wrong or something?

Or something.

I thought you were
supposed to capture me, not kill me.

Not what I was told.

Come on, who sent you?

I can't tell you that, now, can I?

Come on, what difference does it make?

You're gonna kill me anyway, right?

Ah!

I really wish I knew how you do that.

(grunts)

Thanks for saving me, by the way.

(gunshots)

You're right.

Something's gotta give, huh?

You're just lucky the
bullet missed your kidney.

Otherwise...

Yeah, I know the otherwise.

Doctors make the worst patients.

- How is he?
- The good news?

If he lays low for a while

and makes a passing
attempt at being a good patient,

he'll recover fully.

And the bad news?

He owes me another shift.

That's three, by the
way, but who's counting?

Okay. I will make it up to you.

Damn right.

- He's all yours.
- Thank you.

(grunts)

Are you sure you're okay to go home?

I hate hospitals. Food sucks.

What did Hill say?

Mostly, he was apologizing
for letting Albert trick him

into luring you out in the open.

You know, he probably
wasn't thinking straight,

considering he was almost killed.

Still,

it may not be Voynov,

but whoever's behind the bounty

knows that you are the
beast now, Vincent.

And now that they know who I really am,

they don't want to capture me.

Unfortunately, they want to kill me.

May not be much time to lay low, huh?

Ooh...

Okay.

Damn it.

You always hold the cue stick wrong.

What?

Give me that.

- Let me show you how it's done.
- (chuckles)

- Okay.
- Mm-hmm.

All right.

Keep it at hip level,

hold the butt,

and stroke it.

Just like that.

Show-off.

What are you doing here?

What, you got the bar in the breakup?

Funny.

You certainly seem to
be handling it pretty well.

Yeah?

Well, I'm not.

I'm not.

It sucks, I miss you.

But it is what it is.

No, I don't like it,

but you made a decision,

so you got to figure out who
you are and what you want.

Why do you care?

Just because we're not
together doesn't mean

I don't care
anymore. That doesn't change.

I just need you to be smart

about how you go about finding

whatever the hell it
is you're searching for.

You mean like, don't get kidnapped?

Yeah, don't get kidnapped.

And don't try to be a hero, okay?

- Just be you.
- I don't even

know what that is anymore.

Look, you know you want to
make a difference, right?

By doing more than
just being a professor?

So follow that.

I tried. I got kidnapped.

But it wasn't a total failure.

You got the bloggers to
take down their Web site, right?

That means they believed you.

That's a good thing.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

It is, isn't it?

Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

You're paying.

You really come all the way down here

just to give me a pep talk?

Yeah.

And for free beer.

- (laughs)
- Cheers.

Wiseass.

- Mm-hmm.
- Such a wiseass.

♪ Well, I've been to London ♪

♪ I've been to gay Par-ee ♪

- ♪ Followed the river ♪
- (timer dings)

Well?

Negative.

(sighs)

Are you disappointed?

No.

Yes.

A little? I don't know.

I never really was one of those girls

who always dreamed about being a mom,

but when I actually thought

I might be pregnant, I, um...

I liked it.

What about you?

You must be relieved.

No.

No, not at all.

Hmm... Mm-hmm.

Okay, maybe just a little bit.

It's not that I don't want to have kids,

I mean, I do, but...

What?

I just, I don't know,

I would hate for
them to have to go through

any of the stuff that I've been through.

Vincent...

we don't even know if it can

- be passed down or not.
- Yeah?

Look at Tori.

Things didn't turn out so
well for her, did they?

Hopefully, he would've
turned out like your side anyway.

Or she would have.

It's probably for the best, though.

Yeah.

Somebody's got a target

on your back again, Vincent.

They know who you are now.

We're running out of time.

What do we do?

Not put our relationship on hold.

Come here.

♪ Oh, it's not dark yet ♪

(sighs)

♪ But it's getting there. ♪