Bitten (2014–2016): Season 1, Episode 10 - Descent - full transcript

Elena returns to Toronto for her photography show with Clay at her side as protection (by Jeremy's orders). She is surprised by Philip, who knows her relationship with Clay is deeper than she's confessed in the past - curious to get to the bottom of it, Philip insists Clay stay with them at the apartment. As the two men sniff each other out, each with their own agenda, Elena tries to prevent her two worlds from colliding. At the art show, Elena is blindsided when Victor Olson, her former child abuser, shows up. Even more terrifying, he's now a Mutt. Philip, already loaded for bear, steps in to protect and defend Elena's honor, taking out all of his frustration and rage on a seemingly helpless Olson. Outside the gallery, Clay confronts Santos, threatening to kill him and end the uprising in its tracks, when a horrified Diane interrupts. Santos manages to escape just as Olson flees the gallery. The evening ends with Philip demanding the truth about Elena and Clay's relationship. When she reveals that they were former lovers and had been engaged, Philip storms out and Elena feels her worlds imploding.

Previously on "Bitten"...

Dennis Stillwell is dead.

- What about Joey?
- There's only one body.

I'll be honest with you, Victor.

I hate the thought
of letting you out.

He had a-a coop in his backyard
where he raised rabbits.

He used the rabbits as a lure

and... the coop
as something else.

What I do care about is payback.

- Which one?
- Elena Michaels.

PHILIP:
Where did you find this?



One of the board members
found it on the Internet.

It's a gift.

RACHEL: That's so sweet.
Who's it from?

You didn't tell anyone?

That's our family
in Bear Valley.

- Who's that?
- That's our cousin Clay.

[Groaning]

CLAY: I thought I'd lost you
today, but you're safe.

You're here with me.

I have a photography show.

My big debut.
I have to be there.

JEREMY: I'm gonna
send Clay back with you.

I don't want Clay in Toronto,
and you know why.

[Birds chirping]



[Door opens]

Sending me to Toronto with you
was all Jeremy.

- I had nothing to do with it.
- You could offer to stay.

You know I can't do that,
darling.

Jeremy's right... It isn't safe
for you to go alone.

Fine.

But I want to be clear
about how we're gonna do this.

We go, we collect Logan,
we come back.

I mean this.

Look, I have an art opening.

It's my first solo exhibit,

and... it's my first chance
to make a mark.

Even more reason
for me to go with you.

Then I want to come clean
with you.

About last night?

About everything.

Last night
I was feeling vulnerable,

and I needed to feel safe again.

And... in that moment, I did.

You're always safe with me.

I'm not, and you know that.

For some reason,
Jeremy thinks otherwise.

And I can't let you go
into Toronto

without knowing the truth.

Right.

The guy who sends you lilacs.
What's his name?

Philip.

How long have you been with him?

Six months.

You know, it's...
it's one thing for Jeremy to say

that you should stay with me,
but you can't.

I live with Philip.

Last night wasn't a mistake
for me.

But I promise I am done
hurting you.

We go to Toronto,

I won't do anything to...
to undermine your life there.

And that?

Thank you.

MAN:
[Breathing heavily]

[Door closes]

[Telephone ringing]

[Clears throat] Hello?

It's Joey.

Thank God.
I thought you were dead.

The mutts, they had me.

Cain, Santos, Marsten.

I escaped.
I need you to help me, please.

Nicky, they killed my dad.

L-I know, Joe.
I'm sorry.

Tell me where you are.

Some factory, Highway 46.

Mile marker 7.

Okay. Okay. Stay put.
I'm coming to get you, buddy.

LOGAN: I know I owe you guys
an explanation.

We've been sent
to bring you back.

Jeremy's worried about you.
So are we.

What's going on?

Yeah.
H-How's Nick holding up?

- He's holding.
- You should have been there.

L-I know.

It's just that, uh...
Rachel's pregnant.

It's a boy.

A werewolf.

One of us.

Okay. Um... so that's why
you've been avoiding Jeremy.

I'm avoiding pack law...
You know, the one that says

I'm supposed to steal
my newborn son from his mother

and raise him as one of us.

Yesterday I got this.

Thing is,
no one knows we're pregnant,

let alone that it's a boy.

It's got to be Santos.

He's been tracking
our every move.

Jeremy needs to know about this.

All of it.

Trust me, I know.

I've been trying to figure out
how to explain this to him.

I was gonna tell him about the
gift,

but I was afraid he was gonna
order me home.

And I'm not gonna leave Rachel
alone.

It's not like I can take her
to Stonehaven.

I know I'm the last person you'd
expect to hear this from...

but you should talk to him,
okay?

The pack has been through a lot,
and he needs you.

And whether you realize it
or not, you need him too.

Especially if the mutts
are behind this.

You need the support
and protection of the pack.

VICTOR:
Well, look at you.

All grown up.

Hmm.

Yeah.

[Chuckles]

LOGAN: I think this goes beyond
the rattle.

There's a video of us running
as wolves at Cherry Beach.

What are you talking about?

Clay knows everything
about my life here, Logan.

Philip came by,
asking a lot of questions.

Philip has the video?

One of his clients
sent him footage

for this ad campaign
he's working on.

- Did he say who his client is?
- No.

And thankfully, he didn't seem
too interested in the wolves.

Mostly because he was focused
on the fact that your necklace

and clothes were underneath
the lifeguard tower.

Elena, he thought we were having
an affair.

What did you tell him?

I told him we went for a swim
after our run.

Great.
Skinny-dipping with my cousin.

'Cause that's not weird at all.

Well, he stopped suspecting me
of anything...

after he saw this.

CLAY: What exactly
do you think he saw?

Look, the important thing is
that his client gave him footage

that links to Elena.

That can't be a coincidence.

Look, I'll deal with it, okay?

Rachel is catering my opening
tomorrow.

We'll both be there.

It'll give you enough time
to talk to Jeremy.

All right?

JOE Y: There were voices.
There were a few voices.

One was talking about rabbits.

One... One was mocking me
about my dad.

They never took the bag
off of me.

Nicky, they never took the bag
off of me.

His pulse is all over the place.
He must be dehydrated.

Get him water.
I'll get the medical kit.

[Breathing heavily]

They crashed into our house
and they...

they ripped his eyes out
right in front of me, man.

He was screaming
and begging them to stop!

Drink up, buddy.
Drink this.

Come on.
Get it in you.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Joe, I'm the one that found him.
Okay?

I'm the one that found your dad,
and I'm the one who buried him.

I did it the way
that you would've wanted

if you were there, okay?

I'm glad it was you, man.

[Breathing heavily]

They got my dad, too, Joey.

They got him, too.

- No.
- Yeah.

No.

You got to get these guys.

Nicky, you got to get
these guys.

I will, Joey, okay?
Don't you worry.

We're gonna get them.

Let's just focus
on getting you better first.

Okay.

Okay.
Two seconds.

I just need to grab my dress
and heels.

Then we'll go.

Don't touch anything.

How are you gonna explain
that you're staying in a hotel?

Easier to explain me at a hotel
than you on the couch.

And easier to explain
than last night.

Don't do this, Clay.

[Keys jingling, latch clicks]

There's my girl.

Missed you.

- Missed you, too.
- This is?

Uh, this is Clay, my cousin.

Clay, this is Philip.

Heard a lot about you.

I wish I could say the same
about you.

You didn't mention
you were bringing guests.

Actually, he was just leaving.

He's staying at a hotel.
Right?

Well, we can't have a cousin
of Elena's staying at a hotel.

You should stay with us.

You... You wouldn't
be comfortable.

I mean, come on.
You won't even fit on the couch.

Couch is fine.

Then it's settled.
You'll stay with us.

After all, you're family.

You were supposed to call in.

Why do I have to look for you?

A man's got to eat.

You're not working alone
anymore.

When I say call in, call in.

Fine.

No need to get your panties
in a twist.

Tell me what happened.

She's back here in Toronto,
just like you predicted.

Good.

And she looks exactly the same.

Older, sure.

But I see there's still
that lost, abandoned girl

in her eyes.

So we're clear, right?

Deal is, you get revenge.

- You don't get to touch her.
- Yeah.

We made you, Victor.

You didn't make me.
Cain did.

And Cain answered to me.

Don't bite the hand that feeds.

[Chuckles]

Must have been hard to build
an ad agency from the ground up.

It took a long time,

but it's finally starting
to pay dividends.

Do you find your clients
or do they find you?

A bit of both, actually.

You working on
anything interesting?

You know, what I'm interested in

is what brings you to Toronto,
Clay.

Uh, anthropology.

I'm looking at teaching again
next semester at U of T.

And, of course, I didn't want to
miss Elena's big show.

Of course.
Her first big solo opening.

But it's no surprise
she's come so far so fast.

Yes. Toronto's been good for her
that way.

PHILIP: No one captures
the purity of human form

quite like Elena.

CLAY: Actually,
I get something different.

More the conflicted nature
of humanity,

mankind's baser instincts
fighting to get out

even while we deny them.

Well, that's a great thing
about art, right?

It's subjective.

So...

It's been a long day.
I think I'm gonna turn in.

Yeah.
Seems to be about that time.

Make yourself at home.

[Scoffs]

[Sighs]

I really missed you.

Yeah?

Of course.
I always miss you when I'm away.

Then don't go away anymore.

Be here with me.

Oh, yeah.

- Your cousin.
- Sorry.

I guess I'm just not comfortable
with him in the other room.

No. It's fine.
I get it.

[Exhales deeply]

- You should get some sleep.
- Yeah.

- Big day tomorrow.
- Sure.

Good night.

Good night.

[Wolves growling,
coyote whimpering]

[Sizzling]

What the hell are you doing?

Easy.
Just making breakfast.

Wow! Hot meal.
What a treat.

Elena's, uh, not much
of a breakfast person, though.

Maybe it's the turkey bacon.

Back home, she can't get enough
of the real thing.

I like turkey bacon just fine,
thanks.

[Cellphone chimes]

Diane's waiting for me
at the gallery.

I should go.

You're coming?

Are you able to join us?

I can't.
Sorry.

Work.

Exhale and enjoy your big day.

I will see you there, though.

Okay.

Thank you for doing this.

I guess this will have to wait.

Joey, help me understand
why the mutts killed your father

but spared you.

They had this newly turned mutt
that they were training.

Lucky me.
I got to be his practice victim.

I was supposed to be
his first kill as a wolf.

What happened?

Well, when they released me
for the hunt,

they gave me a head start.

And, uh,
I ran as fast as I could.

And then I hid,
and... I covered my scent.

- Covered your scent.
- Yeah. You remember, right?

It's a trick Nicky had

from when we were kids
playing hide-and-seek.

Oh, yeah.

Cover your body in mud,
hide your scent.

Yeah.
From head to toe.

Took me hours to find him,
if I found him at all.

Anyway, I, um...

I hid, and I stayed there
through the night.

And the next morning, when I was
sure everyone were gone, I...

I ran until I found a pay phone
and I called you guys.

Can you take us to that place?

[Sighs]

Oh, they... they drove me
a few miles out for the hunt,

and they...
they had me pretty drugged up

to keep me from...
from changing.

Anything else you can remember
about the place they kept you?

I was blindfolded.
L-I didn't see much of anything.

From the way sound traveled, uh,

their place was big, like open,
like a warehouse.

And the other thing I remember
is that it smelled like vanilla.

[Chuckles]

There was one phone call
I overheard, though.

It was... It was Santos.
He was talking to somebody.

And it wasn't Marsten,
'cause Marsten had just left.

And he was talking about Clay.

Talking about turning him
against the pack.

At least that's
what it sounded like to me.

Can I have some more
of those pancakes?

Sure.

She lives!

I was worried
you weren't gonna make it!

Aw, I'm so glad you're back!

- We have a million things to do.
- I know.

Carbs.

I remember you.

[Inhales deeply, sighs]

Screw it.

We have to decide
where everything goes

and finalize pricing.

- [Door closes]
- [Clears throat]

Show's not till tonight,
but please come back.

Actually, Diane,
this is my cousin Clay.

Clay, this is Philip's sister
Diane.

It's about time
we got to meet Elena's family.

And here we are, two in one day.

Logan and Rachel are unloading
the catering, and now you.

This space is amazing.

Mm.

My very own show.

First of many, I'm sure.

You're a great friend.

I really don't deserve this
right now.

Hey, I'm also your biggest fan,
remember?

Second biggest.

How long are you in town for,
Clay?

Just for the show.

We should really hang
these photographs now.

Mm-hmm.

I should go see Logan off.

Yeah.

Okay.
What is his story?

Single?

What?
I hooked you up with my brother!

Quid pro quo, my friend.

This is a bonus.

Not only do I finally
get to meet Clay,

I get a little muscle
on the scene...

well, a lot of muscle.

Ah, ah.
I got this.

Hey, uh, you know, just call me
if anything happens, okay?

Anything at all, okay?

Babe, everything is going to
be fine.

You're gonna worry yourself
into an aneurysm.

Look, I need to go over the
final menu with Diane and Elena.

Travel safe.
I love you.

I mean it.
Anything.

- Anything.
- Okay.

[Sighs]

I should stay.

We won't let anything happen
to her.

- You have my word.
- I...

Go.
We got this.

I'm glad you're here.

You know, telling Jeremy
isn't gonna be easy.

I have a lot to account for,
you know?

What do you think?

Maybe he's ready to rethink
old ways,

let me raise my son with Rachel.

What do you think?

Jeremy cares about the pack
above all else.

You might not get
the answer you want.

But if you've got to make
a choice,

you make sure it's one
you can live with.

Okay.

This is the factory
where we found Joey.

And assuming that they
dropped him off for the hunt

no more than 10 miles from
where they were keeping him,

and estimating the distance
he could've traveled on foot,

this is our search radius.

Assuming, yes.

Now, the thing is, it's mostly
suburbs or farmland around here.

There's no abandoned
food factories or bakeries

or anything that would explain
the vanilla smell.

Well, perhaps there's a reason
for that.

What do you mean?

The information Joey fed us
was decidedly vague.

And the circumstances
surrounding his escape

are suspicious at best.

What are you saying?

That Joey's working
for the mutts?

Fear can be a very powerful
motivator.

He says the mutts made him watch

while they cut out
his father's eyes.

Now, he asked me point blank
what our next move is.

And why didn't the mutts
kill him?

Maybe Joey traded his life
for the one thing

he knew was our weakness...
our trust in him.

So you're saying
that all of that was an act?

I grew up with this kid, okay?
I know him.

How much time did you spend
with him over the last 10 years?

We do not have the luxury
of trust.

When he wakes up,
we need to press him hard.

Jeremy, look.

I hope that I'm wrong, Nicholas.

I really hope I'm wrong.

For our sake and for his.

VICTOR: I can't wait to see
the look on Elena's face.

This isn't about rekindling
your old fetish.

It's about exacting revenge.

I hope your time inside
taught you restraint.

Don't you talk to me
about restraint.

Somehow I doubt impulse control
is one of your strong suits.

You have no idea
what it's like...

to have this connection
with someone

but the whole world wants to get
in your way.

Clingy parents.
Suspicious teachers.

Eyes on you everywhere you go.

Think that's easy?

I know restraint,
and I know patience.

Elena isn't a child anymore.

She never was.

She didn't love like a child.

Not the way the others loved me.

They had pure, open hearts.

Unconditional love.

Of course she didn't love you.
She testified against you.

She betrayed me.

You want me to focus on revenge?

I'm already there.

MAN:
This looks very promising.

And your eye
for the human form...

I see shades
of Francis Bacon's work.

That guy is a huge art buyer.

If he throws his weight
behind her,

her career is as good as gold.

I hope that means you'll be
coming to Toronto for her shows.

Or do you come here often?

Oh, God.
Did I just say that?

I used to teach anthropology
at U of T.

You did?

Well, you should come back.

It's complicated.

Right.

Borders and visas and...
I tell you,

trying to bring back a $2 bottle
of wine from Trader Joe's,

you need diplomatic immunity.

You must be so proud of her.

"Proud" doesn't begin
to describe it.

DIANE:
By the way,

I was really sorry to hear
about your cousin Danielle.

- CLAY: My cousin Danielle?
- DIANE: Yeah. So tragic.

You know, the car accident
and everything.

We're all still a little
shaken up by it, but thank you.

JEREMY: Your father had the best
tracking ability in the pack

before Elena.

He could literally walk out
the front door

and right away tell us
exactly how many deer

were in the forest.

We never wanted to leave
the pack.

When you and Malcolm
battled it out for Alpha,

my father was terrified.

He said that if he sided
with you,

Malcolm would spend the rest
of his life making us pay.

Malcolm's been dead for months.

I know.
It's unbelievable.

I mean, we never thought anybody
would take Malcolm Danvers out.

Yeah.

You know,
I don't begrudge your father

for being afraid of Malcolm.

He was a brutal, vindictive man.

When I was little
and he was angry,

he would backhand me
with his left hand.

And sometimes,
when he was feeling mean,

he'd use his right.

He wore a ring on that hand.

That was my father.

Your father could smell a deer
from over two miles away.

[Chuckles]

So how is it, Joey,
that the mutts got close enough

to kill him and capture you
without him smelling a thing?

I'm sorry about your father.

So am I.

Look, I know
I should have been here.

I'm sorry.

You're here now.

Just to come clean.
Then I got to head back.

It's Rachel.

I can't leave her alone.

But once I explain to Jeremy...

Uh, he's with Joey Stillwell.

Why don't you and I grab a drink
while we wait.

Yeah.
Okay.

Whatever it is you have to tell
Jeremy, it can't be that bad.

What is it?
Come on.

Just let me be the one
to tell him, okay?

Yeah.

I'm gonna be a father.

Well, you wouldn't be
this stressed

if you were having a girl.

[Laughs]

This calls for
something special.

Give me that.

My dad brought this back
from Aberdeen.

He left a gin drinker and
came back a scotch aficionado.

He used to spend hours
telling me about casking

and evaporation.

He made us save it
for a special occasion,

but if he were here,
he'd be the first one to say...

this is it.

This is good news, brother.

And we need good news right now.

Hey.
To your father.

To your son.

[Exhales deeply]

You know, I was...

I was on my way back here
to tell Jeremy.

We got this gift.

A rattle.

We didn't tell anybody
about the pregnancy.

It was Santos,
up to his usual tricks.

[Sighs]

I wasn't sure
if he was in Toronto.

I didn't want to leave her there
alone.

Santos.
Shit.

We thought you were avoiding us.

Yeah.

It's not just about protecting
Rachel from the mutts.

I know it's pack law,

but the idea of taking my child
away from her...

never seeing her again...

So you were avoiding us.

[Indistinct conversations,
down-tempo music playing]

Are we having fun?

You've done an amazing job.

Oh, Elena deserves it.

- Can I ask you something?
- Yes.

James Williams...
Do you know him?

We've never met personally, no.
He tracked me down on Twitter.

Story of my dating life, too...
you know, the Internet.

[Chuckles]

What do you know about him?

He's a big fan of Elena's work

and just so happens to be
the gallery's patron saint.

- Is he here tonight?
- I hope so.

After all the specific requests
he made...

the venue, the... the date.

I've never seen anyone champion
a new artist's work

so adamantly.

Why is it a person's wealth
is always directly proportional

to how high-maintenance
they are?

Excuse me. I should really
congratulate my cousin.

Of course.

[Sighs]

Is everything okay?

Better than okay.

It... It's incredible.

Don't undersell your talent,
darling.

You deserve this.

How are we doing?

Time to break into the emergency
stash of prosecco.

Typical art-gallery boozehounds.

Any chance you could help?

- Of course.
- DIANE: Great.

Ah.
Finally.

A moment alone.

We should toast to this.

What, with air champagne?

Yeah.
I'll go get the real stuff.

VICTOR: Well, if it isn't
my little rabbit.

Can you twitch your nose
like a rabbit, Elena?

[Laughs] You can!

You want to come inside?
I've got more rabbits in there.

I don't understand.

Who bit you?

You afraid of the big bad wolf?

Hm?

Victor Olson.

You've changed a little
since the last time I saw you,

but then again, so have I.

Turns out we're not so different
after all.

Please just leave.

You're still
just a scared little girl.

That's one thing I always loved
about you...

You never put up a fight.

You know, you're not, uh,
in a suit or anything,

so you don't mind getting
a little dirty.

This is just a little too fancy.

I mean, half the time,
I think they...

they make dresses so that you
have to take somebody home

or else how are you gonna reach
the zipper, right?

[Chuckles]
I try to stick to pants.

Yeah.
I like that.

But this dress, I mean,
I'm probably going to have to...

sleep in it.

Unless...

Unless you want to...
give me a hand.

Clay?

Clay?

[Down-tempo music playing
on radio]

[Groans]

Wrong place, wrong time, Santos.

What? I'm in the market
for some new art.

- [Grunts]
- Ow!

You're supposed to be in prison.

Well, I served my time.

Though I'm told your testimony
got me an extra five years.

They just flew by, didn't they?

What do you want?

You know I've always been
a fan of yours, Elena,

ever since you used to come
and visit me next door

to play with my rabbits.

But, of course, you were always
my favorite pet of all.

Philip!
[Gasps]

[Woman screams]

[Groans] Why are you hitting me?

I'm not the one to blame.

Whatever happened to Elena,
it's her own damn fault.

Oh, and you should know...
She never once told me no.

Philip!
Please stop!

[Crowd murmuring]

[Grunts]

Pete.
Antonio.

Almost killing Jeremy.

I've lost track of the reasons
why I should kill you.

[Groans]

There's nothing stopping me
from ending this war right now.

Clay?

[Gasping]

What's going on?

[Engine turns over,
tires screech]

L-I saw the guy
hot-wiring a car.

[Tires screech]

[Engine revs]

We should get back inside.

I mean, I'm living proof

that a werewolf can be raised
by a human mother.

Are you?

Was growing up
not knowing what you were

really that much better?

To suddenly just find out
at 16...

no preparation,
no sense of history?

You had to leave
that family behind then.

- Was that easy?
- No.

But I came around.

Oh, don't downplay it, man.

The longer that child stays
with Rachel,

the harder it'll be
on all of you.

Maybe.

But at least I had the benefit
of being raised by my mother.

All I know is my son deserves
the same.

And that's exactly
what I'm gonna tell Jeremy.

My father refused to talk
about my mother.

But he never stopped loving her.

He made that sacrifice because
he knew he could not raise me

without the support of the pack.

And if she knew the truth
about us, he'd have to kill her.

Jeremy may feel different.

But to me, what you're
going through right now

is exactly why these rules
exist.

Are you telling me
you never think about her?

[Exhales deeply]

[Sniffs]

Vanilla.

Why did the mutts go
to your house, Joey?

Santos told us
he was going after the pack.

He wanted to know
who we were gonna side with.

What'd your father say?

My father said
we weren't on anybody's side.

But he was just trying to save
his own life.

He's always been with the pack.
You know that. Just like me.

I don't know that.

- You've got to believe me.
- I want to believe you, Joey.

I want to believe you.

But the fact is,
the mutts spared you.

How do I know
you didn't make a deal?

How do I know
you're not working with them?

I would never work
with those bastards.

They killed my father.

This isn't some move, Jeremy.

All right?
I swear to God!

He's telling the truth
about the mutts' hideout.

You said it smelled
like vanilla, right?

It's a bottle of whiskey my dad
brought back from Aberdeen.

I remember him telling me
that as whiskey ages,

part of it evaporates.

And over the years, that vapor
would seep into the wood

and would give these factories a
very sweet, vanilla-like smell.

During Prohibition,

there were a number of illegal
distilleries in this area.

If we can find the right one,
then we will find the mutts.

[Indistinct conversations,
whispering]

Philip?

I took care of it.

Took care of what?

There was this, uh,
this creep from my childhood.

He...
I guess he just got out of jail.

He must've tracked down my name
and saw the press for the show.

Who?

Victor Olson.

- Did he hurt you?
- No. No.

We should get you home.

I'll get our things.

I should have been here.

Santos was waiting outside.
The bastards got away.

We can't leave her alone
tonight.

If they turned Olson, this has
to do with you, not Rachel.

What is this?

Unleashing Olson,
sending the video to Philip?

Philip's client, James Williams?

He's the top patron
of this gallery.

He sponsored your show, Elena.

Just to get us here.

To drop Olson in your lap.

Who would do that?

Someone who knows
exactly who and what we are.

I'm not leaving your side.

I'm not leaving Toronto.

Not until we figure out
who James Williams is.

[Exhales deeply]

[Sirens wailing in distance]

Elena, talk to me.

There are people
that want to hurt my family.

Bad people.

I'm pretty sure
Olson showing up today

had something to do with that.

That's why I've been going home
so much to help them.

What about your cousin Danielle
and the car accident?

There is no cousin Danielle.

No car accident.

And Logan?

And Clay?

[Laughing] Are they...
Are they even your cousins?

My family in New York aren't...
my family by blood.

But Jeremy is the closest thing
I've ever had to a father,

and my cousins are
the closest thing I've ever had

to a real family.

It feels targeted against her,
Jeremy.

Okay. We'll stay put
until you get here.

ELENA: But that was all
before I met you, okay?

I've been trying to distance
myself from them ever since

and everything
that they represent.

PHILIP: If that's true,
then why bring Clay back here?

ELENA: It's the last thing
that I wanted,

but I didn't have a choice.

I just don't want you getting
involved with any of this.

[Sirens wailing in distance]

[Hinges squeak]

[Insects chirping]

Smells like they've been gone
for at least a day.

Doesn't look like they deserted
the place, though.

JOE Y:
This...

This is where they kept me.

That's where they had me
tied up.

That's where that mutt beat me.

JEREMY:
Let's search this place.

Look for anything
that can be useful.

We need to figure out
their next move.

[Gasps]

[Metal rattles]

My life here with you.

That's... That's the life
that I want.

You have to believe me, Philip.

What about Clay?

Jeremy sent him to protect me.

Didn't I prove to you tonight
that I can protect you?

Of course you did.

And if it were up to me,
he wouldn't be here.

Yet here he is,
sleeping on our couch.

I see the way he looks at you.

I see the way you are together.

I saw the goddamn photo
at Logan's, Elena.

That was from years ago.

And what about right now?

Here, in this moment,
tell me honestly...

Are you done with him?

This was my father's.

JEREMY:
This was Pete's lighter.

LOGAN:
Santos is a trophy collector.

I found something over here.

JEREMY:
I found something, too.

What is it?

It's my father's ring.

He used to wear it all the time.

How'd they get Malcolm's ring?

Someone would have to pry that
off his cold, dead finger.

Yeah. I think that's exactly
what happened.

Okay.
You need to see this.

They've been watching us
in Toronto.

I have to get back to Rachel.

She's pregnant.

We're gonna have a son.

I came to the house to tell you.

Go.

Find her.

Philip, let's talk.

Everything you've told me
has been a lie.

Please don't do this.

I can't be with somebody
I don't trust.

Trust.
[Chuckles]

I don't even know you.

It's not just you
the mutts are after.

Clay was right.

It's Elena.