Incorporated (2016–2017): Season 1, Episode 6 - Sweating the Assets - full transcript
Laura, who's on a mission of mercy, relives the painful events of eight years ago that forever changed her life and her relationships with Elizabeth and Julian. Meanwhile, a sudden event causes Ben and Theo to rethink their next move.
- Previously on
"Incorporated"...
- I haven't been on the
other side of the wall...
- In eight years.
- I've been having
the episodes again.
- You have to make a decision.
Are you gonna let
one twist of fate
decide who you are?
- My neighbor Rosa...
Her daughter...
There's something
wrong with her belly.
I've been hearing her
scream through the night.
- Is the pain on her right side?
It could be appendicitis.
Your friend's daughter...
Bring her tonight.
I'll examine her.
- These people aren't authorized
to be in the perimeter.
- They're on the log.
- You haven't told him about
the riot you started?
What if she's pregnant?
- Your plan is to
take birth control
behind your wife's back?
- I don't want to hurt her.
- You know I miss your father
as much as you do.
- We're not both
equally responsible
for his absence, are we?
- Hello, Aaron.
Your skint from the 'fugee camp
who assumed a Green
Zone identity.
- I can give you what you want.
Get me into Arcadia.
I can't let her die
in that place.
- You're gonna
destroy everything.
I can't let you hurt my family!
- What happened?
- He knew who I was.
Everything I'm doing
is for Elena.
I have a plan, Theo.
The body, the watch...
It's all going to help us.
- Are you ready, Mr. Larson?
- We're waiting.
Of course.
Uh...
- What's your success
rate in extracting
actionable information?
- The results are, uh...
p- promising.
We've achieved success
across all data sets,
but, uh...
- Ben?
May I remind you your promotion
depends on this presentation?
- Morning health scan.
Heart rate elevated.
Cortisol and adrenaline
surge detected.
Recommend guided meditation
or stress reduction.
- Surety Servants
offers the very best
in domestic health.
Our hand-picked staff
are specially trained
in cleaning, cooking,
shopping, and laundry.
We even provide pet care.
All this, plus real-time
monitoring of your servants,
gives you peace of
mind and a happy home.
You work hard. Let a
Surety Servant...
- Block Surety Servants.
- Feel sorry for those weeds.
They have no idea
what they're in for.
Yeah, that's me.
Ruthless.
- You're not ruthless.
You just...
do what needs to be done
and move forward.
- This
is Rachel Brown.
Please leave a message.
- Rachel,
I just wanted to see
how you were, and...
How the girl's doing?
Did she get her appendix out?
Call me, please.
- Good morning, Dr. Larson.
What is your destination?
- Drive to 2714 Center Street.
- Warning: That
address is located
outside of a secure
corporate area.
Do you accept?
Do you accept?
Do you accept?
- Hell yes.
- Whoo!
- Ow ow!
Ugh, can you please
put on some lipstick?
- I'm not sharing your lipstick.
- Yes.
- You probably caught
something already.
- I probably did.
- Ew!
- Incoming call.
- Hold on a second.
- I can't believe you
just said that...
- Hey, Mom.
- Our reservations are for 1:00
tomorrow at the club.
- Reservations?
- I swear I had orange.
- Who wants orange eyes?
- Guys.
- The Rezas are in town.
We're meeting them
for lunch, remember?
- Right.
Yeah, it'll be good to see them.
- So what you doing
this evening?
- Not much, just, um...
we're gonna grab dinner.
- Well, don't stay out too late.
The Rezas were such a
help after your dad died.
I don't want you falling
asleep at the table.
- I won't. I promise.
- I love you.
- I love you too, Mom.
- Which is better,
gold or purple?
Purple.
- You don't like gold?
- It's okay.
- No.
- Are you actually updating
your emergency contact?
- My dad is in
Brazil this month.
- You are so paranoid.
- Never hurts to be prepared.
- That mean you
brought Spermishield?
All: Ooohhh.
- No.
- You did.
- No!
- Amani!
- She definitely brought it.
- * They only want
you when you're 17 *
- Hey. Watch it.
- What is wrong with you?
- Trust me, this freak loves it.
- Give me a poke, sweetheart.
Ugh!
- Come on.
- Jesus, Amani, get it together.
We look like a bunch
of greenbacks.
Or worse... narcs.
- Unbelievable.
- You know those guys?
- My mom must've tracked my car.
I'm sorry, it's not like I
asked her to send bodyguards.
- I'm gonna go dance.
- Your mom was just
looking out for you.
Come on, first drink's on me.
- What about him?
- He's hot.
But I don't know. - Why not?
- He's definitely from
outside the wall.
What if you catch something?
- My God, you know you can't
actually catch Mumbai pox
from dancing, right?
- Okay, you know what I mean.
- What is the point of
coming all this way
if we don't even talk
to anyone who
actually lives here?
- Tell that to Marisa.
- Nice.
God, she's so concerned that
we're gonna ruin her cover,
and she's over there chatting
up some Spiga D-bags.
- I guess she's all talk.
So come on
They only want you
when you're 17 *
When you're 21
- I like a good girl
with a wild streak.
- Yeah, who says I
have a wild streak?
- I don't know. You're
here, aren't you?
- Sorry, I'm looking
for someone.
- You get the best
of both worlds.
I help you scratch what itches
with no side effects.
- Get your hands off me.
- Is there a problem here?
- Fuck off, skint.
- If I have to
spill these beers,
you're gonna have a problem.
- Thank you.
- It's all right.
You shouldn't have to put
up with that just because
you're the prettiest
girl in here.
- You want to dance?
- Come on!
- We're used to it out here.
- Hey, do you want
to get out of here?
- I thought you'd never ask.
Come on.
I know the way.
We lost them.
Oh, I have never done
anything like this before.
- Come here.
- Ah...
- Got her watch, but
I couldn't crack it.
Oh, great.
- Is she gagged?
- Yeah.
- Think you've got a
screamer, Bradley.
- I hope not.
- Just keep it moving tonight.
- Sure thing, Jimmy.
- Food's almost ready.
- Thanks, Ma.
Did you finish your
math problems?
- I already checked his answers.
He only missed one.
- Nice going.
- You cogs.
You all think I'm
gonna rape you.
Well, let me tell you something.
I don't want your
greenback disease.
You had a high-tech data
guard on your watch.
But I still got your
emergency contact number...
Mom.
So now I just need one
more thing from you...
Your name.
- Amani.
Amani Merced.
- Okay, Amani.
- There's one small
problem, Deputy Morse.
No one in the history of Spiga
has ever requested a transfer
from Milwaukee to Sioux Falls.
- It's about quality of life.
- It's jumping off the
corporate ladder.
Makes me think
you're cracking up.
And that...
That'd be a big problem.
- My wife would prefer
a smaller town.
- You just had a kid, right?
Mine are almost grown.
I remember when they were
just little bundles of meat,
screaming till I
thought I'd go crazy.
- That's what kids do.
- You ever worry you
just might snap?
- No.
- I heard that about
you Oil War vets.
You're brutal and efficient.
But then you start to see
threats where there aren't any.
Is that what happened
with Captain Berman?
You got overzealous maintaining
security in your unit,
and you just snapped?
- I was cleared to return
to my full duties.
And no one has ever
questioned my loyalty.
Mm.
Certainly not Elizabeth Krauss.
You're one of the best
interrogators I've ever seen.
But there's no Quiet Room
in Sioux Falls, is there?
It'd be a waste of your
talents, don't you think?
- I have other talents.
- Ah, what we do in
this room, Julian...
It's bloody, thankless.
But we do it for the
good of the company.
- All due respect, sir...
I think I've done enough.
- Chief Connor, there's a 12-01.
You're both needed, now.
- This was your daughter
ten minutes ago.
- Is she okay?
- For now.
For $50,000 blackcoin,
she stays that way.
- We're lucky he asked for a ransom...
pay it.
We'll initiate
containment-recovery
protocol immediately.
- Whoa, wait.
- I'm sending an account number.
- We'll put a tracker
on the transfer.
When he opens the receipt,
we'll have a location.
- This isn't a
corporate abduction.
A CNR isn't necessary.
- You have 20 minutes.
- This looks like a low-level
grab-and-bag, sir.
- Can't take the risk.
CNR is in effect now.
Assemble the tactical team...
Immediately.
- We don't get the money,
bad things start
happening to Amani.
Got it?
- Just authorize the transfer.
- Are you listening?
- Elizabeth.
- Hey.
You can send the money,
or we can escalate this thing.
- No.
- She said no.
- What?
- She said no.
- Her mom said no?
- Goddamn suits...
Care more about money
than their own kids.
Get the kit.
- When a senior executive
or their immediate
family is abducted,
the protocol's clear.
- You heard Julian.
This is not a
corporate kidnapping.
- You don't get to
change the rules
just because it's your daughter.
- He called her Amani.
She lied to protect
her identity.
- He did, sir.
- I don't care what he said.
If you'd authorized payment,
the tac team would be en route.
- And Laura would end up dead.
- You don't know that.
- The priority for a CNR
is to protect corporate
intellectual property,
not save the lives of
kidnapping victims.
- We'll do our best to make
sure she comes home safe.
- No.
I will.
I'm overriding you.
You have a problem with that,
take it up with the
fucking board.
The board will side with Connor.
- Get me assigned to the team.
I'll do everything in my
power to keep her safe.
- That's not enough.
Laura's watch was deactivated
outside the Red Zone club.
You have to find her
before Spiga does.
- You're asking me to openly
defy chain of command?
- When you helped
me in the past,
I made sure that
you were rewarded.
Connor doesn't want to
grant your transfer.
I can force his hand.
Julian, I don't even
want to imagine
what they're doing
to Laura right now.
But it'll be worse if you don't
get there before Connor.
- Stall him as long as you can.
If the kidnappers don't
realize who she is,
we have a chance.
- What are you doing?
What is that for?
- Just remember this
is your mom's fault.
- No, no.
My mom wouldn't do...
Look, we have the money.
There's been a mistake.
- Don't forget the camera.
- No, please, just...
Just let me talk to her.
Just let me talk to her, please!
Don't hurt me! No, please!
Shh.
- You hold her.
- What?
No, I'll do it. - I got it.
- You sure?
- Yes, Kim, I'm sure.
No!
- Shh, shh.
- What the fuck?
- Jesus.
- This is why I usually do it...
You have to keep it on the ear.
- I am.
- The hard part.
- You got to be kidding me.
- Oh, God. I need to
stop the bleeding.
- Everything okay in there?
- Yeah.
- Jesus.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
I've got to transfer the video,
and I'll call Jimmy.
- Ma, go.
Shit.
Shh... it's okay, it's okay,
it's okay, it's okay.
- Guess the last beer's mine.
- A girl was kidnapped from the
Pocket Rocket about an hour ago.
- I don't know anything.
- We both know how this works.
They nab somebody on your
turf, you get a cut.
Try a different answer.
- Locust Street.
Big building on the
corner of Edgecombe.
- Apartment number?
- There's, like, four
different crews in there.
I only know the building.
Oh!
- There's some
blood on the bear.
I didn't want your
son to see it.
- My son?
I'm not any older than you.
Do you have kids yet?
- Sorry, I just assumed.
- He's my nephew.
His dad died working on
a pipeline up north.
Then my sister was
killed by some...
joyriding suit
in a hit-and-run.
Flatass didn't even stop.
- I'm sorry.
- My brother...
doesn't know to stay
on the cartilage.
- My other ear gets cut off,
it better be by you.
You should think about
nursing school.
You'd be good. - Really?
Which corporate nursing school
would you suggest I go to?
- No, I didn't
mean it like that.
- This is probably
six months' rent.
This is how we get by.
- Food's ready.
Grab my paper for me.
What is it?
Jesus.
We hit the goddamn jackpot.
Bradley, don't send
that video yet.
- She wasn't kidnapped
by Inazagi.
- They realize who she is,
that's who they'll sell her to.
- She has no corporate I.P.
- But you do.
And they could use
her to get to you.
- Your daughter's ransom
is now 5 million blackcoin, Mrs.
Krauss.
- Could you turn
that off, please?
- You have 20 minutes.
If you don't pay,
Inazagi will.
- I'm sorry, Elizabeth.
We'll do our best.
- Hello.
- They know who Laura is.
- Has Connor deployed the team?
- Gates authorized the payments.
They have her location.
But I don't know where she is.
- I'm closing in on her now.
No!
- You're
never gonna believe it.
The girl we nabbed...
Her mom is the CEO of Spiga.
- Don't want you
to get dehydrated.
Don't worry.
Spiga paid.
- We got 5 million for it...
- Looks like you're
going home soon.
- You did what?
- Shit.
- We caught a break
and we took it.
You think this is a good thing?
You're an idiot.
- Come on, Jimmy.
- You can't just grab
someone that high up.
- This is huge.
We took a risk, and it paid off.
- Reverse course.
- It's 5 million
blackcoin, Jimmy.
We can retire on this bitch.
- There you are.
- You think you're gonna retire?
You're gonna get incinerated
down at the Firemouth
and end up in cut-rate cement.
- Understand the problem...
- Get the girl back, and
we're all we're all rich.
- Spiga's coming, and they're
gonna kill all of us!
- But we've got the girl.
- They don't give a shit
if the girl dies too.
It's a goddamn corporate policy!
- It doesn't make any sense.
Why would they pay...
- The money is here, Jimmy.
- If they were gonna kill us,
they wouldn't have paid.
- All the corporations have
bounty hunters out there...
Spiga thinks she's been
nabbed by a competitor.
They'll pay ten times that!
And still burn this place down.
- Someone that big, they pay,
and then they take out everyone
just to protect their
intellectual property.
- Okay, so what do
we do then, Jimmy?
What do we do?
- Only thing that'll stop them
is if they're sure
the girl is dead.
Get your things, kill the
girl, and get the hell out.
- They said not to kill anyone.
- I'm telling you...
- No, no, Jimmy.
This is our payday.
- Jimmy...
- Let's go. Now.
I'll be back.
- What are we gonna do?
- Kim, get your stuff.
You heard him.
No, Ma, leave that.
- I'm not leaving this behind
if we're not coming back.
- We're coming back, all right?
But for now, we do
what Jimmy says.
- Ugh!
- Shut up.
- Shh, shh, shh, shh.
- Yeah, get all that...
Put it in here.
All right. Kim?
I'll take care of it, all right?
Get him out of here first.
Kim, let's go!
Kim?
Kim.
- Whoa.
You're safe.
No one's gonna hurt you.
I'm Julian.
Your mother sent me
to bring you home.
Okay?
We have to move quickly.
Let's go.
Hold your fire.
The risk is contained.
CNR is complete.
- Status of hostiles?
- I eliminated all
the targets, sir.
She needs medical attention.
Come on.
- Oh, Laura.
Oh, thank God. Thank God.
Thank God.
It's okay. It's okay.
The doctor will fix everything.
It's gonna be okay.
- Tell me what really happened.
- You have to understand.
If I had paid them,
it would've made everything
so much worse for you.
- No, not me.
Dad.
What happened to Dad?
- Sweetheart.
You know what happened.
- No, no, I know
what you told me...
That you tried
everything to save him,
but the rescue team
couldn't make it in time.
- That's right.
You are such a liar.
- Listen, you have had a very
traumatizing experience.
- Even the kidnappers
seemed to know
how Spiga deals with abductions.
- Maybe the two of you
should speak privately.
- Oh, why?
So that she can sell me
more of her bullshit?
- Laura...
- If the company saved people,
then you wouldn't have had
to send him to save me.
All these years,
pretending you
were so devastated
they couldn't get
to him in time.
- I was devastated.
- Did you really think that
I would never find out?
- You were only a child...
- You owe me the truth!
- I owe you? I risked
everything for you.
Not just my career, but my life.
And I did it to save you.
- Which proves you could've
saved Dad if you wanted to.
- Uh, the doctor is waiting.
Why don't we have her
look at your ear?
- You could've told
her the truth.
- She's safer this way.
Besides, she adored Paul,
and it's better that she hate me
than hate him.
- I'm glad she's home.
- Thanks.
- And thank you for your
help with the transfer.
- Oh, um...
I did everything I could.
Gates vetoed it.
Connor's moving up the ladder,
and when he goes, I'll make
sure that you get his position.
- I never wanted his position.
- You're the only
one I can trust.
- Can you tell me
where it hurts?
- My ear.
My arm.
- It's okay.
- I'm sorry.
- No need to apologize.
It's okay.
- Sorry, I'm sorry.
- This...
is the best part of the job.
You can't convince me
that I don't have the
best job in the world.
See?
It's like it never happened.
- Warning: That
address is located
outside of a secure
corporate area.
Do you accept?
Do you accept?
Do you acce... - Yes.
- An exit strategy?
To get Elena out, I need to
get Inazagi's attention.
- How?
- I'm planning an operation
based on intel we got
from a defector.
This should help move
up the timetable.
- You think this'll work?
- It has to.
- My dad was passed
out in the hall
when I came home
the other night.
- You talk to him?
- I've got nothing
to say to him.
He thinks she's dead.
Probably better that way.
- In 24 hours, the geolocation
signal on Roger's watch
will reactivate.
It has to be in
place before then
so Spiga believes it's
a natural defection.
- No problem.
You have to get her out, Aaron.
- You do your part,
and I will.
- Hey.
- Hey, how's your day going?
- I've been better.
Just... tired.
- Well, you should go home
and lay on the couch...
Watch some of those animal-clone
mash-ups or something.
- You
hate that stuff.
- I know, but I'm not there.
Um, I have a patient.
- Your office is
closed, isn't it?
- House call.
I'll tell you about it later.
- All right.
You okay?
- Yes.
I am.
- Ha!
- Two more... on her.
- You owe me, mooch.
Cash.
- I'll have what they're having.
- Only take real coin, kid.
Unload your stolen
dat somewhere else.
- Come on, man.
Belonged to a Spiga suit.
I'll give you the watch...
Barter system.
- Psst... maybe we
can help you out.
- With what?
- 50 for the watch.
- 200.
- No way.
- How do I even know it works?
- It's a gamble, I guess.
- 75.
- He was gonna trade
it for two shots.
- Shut up.
I bring them this, the
entire Inazagi board
will fellate my toes.
- Hey, come on, guys,
get back to work, 'kay?
- All right, man.
- Don't relax. Let's go.
- I don't work for you anymore.
- I know.
Take me to the girl.
"Incorporated"...
- I haven't been on the
other side of the wall...
- In eight years.
- I've been having
the episodes again.
- You have to make a decision.
Are you gonna let
one twist of fate
decide who you are?
- My neighbor Rosa...
Her daughter...
There's something
wrong with her belly.
I've been hearing her
scream through the night.
- Is the pain on her right side?
It could be appendicitis.
Your friend's daughter...
Bring her tonight.
I'll examine her.
- These people aren't authorized
to be in the perimeter.
- They're on the log.
- You haven't told him about
the riot you started?
What if she's pregnant?
- Your plan is to
take birth control
behind your wife's back?
- I don't want to hurt her.
- You know I miss your father
as much as you do.
- We're not both
equally responsible
for his absence, are we?
- Hello, Aaron.
Your skint from the 'fugee camp
who assumed a Green
Zone identity.
- I can give you what you want.
Get me into Arcadia.
I can't let her die
in that place.
- You're gonna
destroy everything.
I can't let you hurt my family!
- What happened?
- He knew who I was.
Everything I'm doing
is for Elena.
I have a plan, Theo.
The body, the watch...
It's all going to help us.
- Are you ready, Mr. Larson?
- We're waiting.
Of course.
Uh...
- What's your success
rate in extracting
actionable information?
- The results are, uh...
p- promising.
We've achieved success
across all data sets,
but, uh...
- Ben?
May I remind you your promotion
depends on this presentation?
- Morning health scan.
Heart rate elevated.
Cortisol and adrenaline
surge detected.
Recommend guided meditation
or stress reduction.
- Surety Servants
offers the very best
in domestic health.
Our hand-picked staff
are specially trained
in cleaning, cooking,
shopping, and laundry.
We even provide pet care.
All this, plus real-time
monitoring of your servants,
gives you peace of
mind and a happy home.
You work hard. Let a
Surety Servant...
- Block Surety Servants.
- Feel sorry for those weeds.
They have no idea
what they're in for.
Yeah, that's me.
Ruthless.
- You're not ruthless.
You just...
do what needs to be done
and move forward.
- This
is Rachel Brown.
Please leave a message.
- Rachel,
I just wanted to see
how you were, and...
How the girl's doing?
Did she get her appendix out?
Call me, please.
- Good morning, Dr. Larson.
What is your destination?
- Drive to 2714 Center Street.
- Warning: That
address is located
outside of a secure
corporate area.
Do you accept?
Do you accept?
Do you accept?
- Hell yes.
- Whoo!
- Ow ow!
Ugh, can you please
put on some lipstick?
- I'm not sharing your lipstick.
- Yes.
- You probably caught
something already.
- I probably did.
- Ew!
- Incoming call.
- Hold on a second.
- I can't believe you
just said that...
- Hey, Mom.
- Our reservations are for 1:00
tomorrow at the club.
- Reservations?
- I swear I had orange.
- Who wants orange eyes?
- Guys.
- The Rezas are in town.
We're meeting them
for lunch, remember?
- Right.
Yeah, it'll be good to see them.
- So what you doing
this evening?
- Not much, just, um...
we're gonna grab dinner.
- Well, don't stay out too late.
The Rezas were such a
help after your dad died.
I don't want you falling
asleep at the table.
- I won't. I promise.
- I love you.
- I love you too, Mom.
- Which is better,
gold or purple?
Purple.
- You don't like gold?
- It's okay.
- No.
- Are you actually updating
your emergency contact?
- My dad is in
Brazil this month.
- You are so paranoid.
- Never hurts to be prepared.
- That mean you
brought Spermishield?
All: Ooohhh.
- No.
- You did.
- No!
- Amani!
- She definitely brought it.
- * They only want
you when you're 17 *
- Hey. Watch it.
- What is wrong with you?
- Trust me, this freak loves it.
- Give me a poke, sweetheart.
Ugh!
- Come on.
- Jesus, Amani, get it together.
We look like a bunch
of greenbacks.
Or worse... narcs.
- Unbelievable.
- You know those guys?
- My mom must've tracked my car.
I'm sorry, it's not like I
asked her to send bodyguards.
- I'm gonna go dance.
- Your mom was just
looking out for you.
Come on, first drink's on me.
- What about him?
- He's hot.
But I don't know. - Why not?
- He's definitely from
outside the wall.
What if you catch something?
- My God, you know you can't
actually catch Mumbai pox
from dancing, right?
- Okay, you know what I mean.
- What is the point of
coming all this way
if we don't even talk
to anyone who
actually lives here?
- Tell that to Marisa.
- Nice.
God, she's so concerned that
we're gonna ruin her cover,
and she's over there chatting
up some Spiga D-bags.
- I guess she's all talk.
So come on
They only want you
when you're 17 *
When you're 21
- I like a good girl
with a wild streak.
- Yeah, who says I
have a wild streak?
- I don't know. You're
here, aren't you?
- Sorry, I'm looking
for someone.
- You get the best
of both worlds.
I help you scratch what itches
with no side effects.
- Get your hands off me.
- Is there a problem here?
- Fuck off, skint.
- If I have to
spill these beers,
you're gonna have a problem.
- Thank you.
- It's all right.
You shouldn't have to put
up with that just because
you're the prettiest
girl in here.
- You want to dance?
- Come on!
- We're used to it out here.
- Hey, do you want
to get out of here?
- I thought you'd never ask.
Come on.
I know the way.
We lost them.
Oh, I have never done
anything like this before.
- Come here.
- Ah...
- Got her watch, but
I couldn't crack it.
Oh, great.
- Is she gagged?
- Yeah.
- Think you've got a
screamer, Bradley.
- I hope not.
- Just keep it moving tonight.
- Sure thing, Jimmy.
- Food's almost ready.
- Thanks, Ma.
Did you finish your
math problems?
- I already checked his answers.
He only missed one.
- Nice going.
- You cogs.
You all think I'm
gonna rape you.
Well, let me tell you something.
I don't want your
greenback disease.
You had a high-tech data
guard on your watch.
But I still got your
emergency contact number...
Mom.
So now I just need one
more thing from you...
Your name.
- Amani.
Amani Merced.
- Okay, Amani.
- There's one small
problem, Deputy Morse.
No one in the history of Spiga
has ever requested a transfer
from Milwaukee to Sioux Falls.
- It's about quality of life.
- It's jumping off the
corporate ladder.
Makes me think
you're cracking up.
And that...
That'd be a big problem.
- My wife would prefer
a smaller town.
- You just had a kid, right?
Mine are almost grown.
I remember when they were
just little bundles of meat,
screaming till I
thought I'd go crazy.
- That's what kids do.
- You ever worry you
just might snap?
- No.
- I heard that about
you Oil War vets.
You're brutal and efficient.
But then you start to see
threats where there aren't any.
Is that what happened
with Captain Berman?
You got overzealous maintaining
security in your unit,
and you just snapped?
- I was cleared to return
to my full duties.
And no one has ever
questioned my loyalty.
Mm.
Certainly not Elizabeth Krauss.
You're one of the best
interrogators I've ever seen.
But there's no Quiet Room
in Sioux Falls, is there?
It'd be a waste of your
talents, don't you think?
- I have other talents.
- Ah, what we do in
this room, Julian...
It's bloody, thankless.
But we do it for the
good of the company.
- All due respect, sir...
I think I've done enough.
- Chief Connor, there's a 12-01.
You're both needed, now.
- This was your daughter
ten minutes ago.
- Is she okay?
- For now.
For $50,000 blackcoin,
she stays that way.
- We're lucky he asked for a ransom...
pay it.
We'll initiate
containment-recovery
protocol immediately.
- Whoa, wait.
- I'm sending an account number.
- We'll put a tracker
on the transfer.
When he opens the receipt,
we'll have a location.
- This isn't a
corporate abduction.
A CNR isn't necessary.
- You have 20 minutes.
- This looks like a low-level
grab-and-bag, sir.
- Can't take the risk.
CNR is in effect now.
Assemble the tactical team...
Immediately.
- We don't get the money,
bad things start
happening to Amani.
Got it?
- Just authorize the transfer.
- Are you listening?
- Elizabeth.
- Hey.
You can send the money,
or we can escalate this thing.
- No.
- She said no.
- What?
- She said no.
- Her mom said no?
- Goddamn suits...
Care more about money
than their own kids.
Get the kit.
- When a senior executive
or their immediate
family is abducted,
the protocol's clear.
- You heard Julian.
This is not a
corporate kidnapping.
- You don't get to
change the rules
just because it's your daughter.
- He called her Amani.
She lied to protect
her identity.
- He did, sir.
- I don't care what he said.
If you'd authorized payment,
the tac team would be en route.
- And Laura would end up dead.
- You don't know that.
- The priority for a CNR
is to protect corporate
intellectual property,
not save the lives of
kidnapping victims.
- We'll do our best to make
sure she comes home safe.
- No.
I will.
I'm overriding you.
You have a problem with that,
take it up with the
fucking board.
The board will side with Connor.
- Get me assigned to the team.
I'll do everything in my
power to keep her safe.
- That's not enough.
Laura's watch was deactivated
outside the Red Zone club.
You have to find her
before Spiga does.
- You're asking me to openly
defy chain of command?
- When you helped
me in the past,
I made sure that
you were rewarded.
Connor doesn't want to
grant your transfer.
I can force his hand.
Julian, I don't even
want to imagine
what they're doing
to Laura right now.
But it'll be worse if you don't
get there before Connor.
- Stall him as long as you can.
If the kidnappers don't
realize who she is,
we have a chance.
- What are you doing?
What is that for?
- Just remember this
is your mom's fault.
- No, no.
My mom wouldn't do...
Look, we have the money.
There's been a mistake.
- Don't forget the camera.
- No, please, just...
Just let me talk to her.
Just let me talk to her, please!
Don't hurt me! No, please!
Shh.
- You hold her.
- What?
No, I'll do it. - I got it.
- You sure?
- Yes, Kim, I'm sure.
No!
- Shh, shh.
- What the fuck?
- Jesus.
- This is why I usually do it...
You have to keep it on the ear.
- I am.
- The hard part.
- You got to be kidding me.
- Oh, God. I need to
stop the bleeding.
- Everything okay in there?
- Yeah.
- Jesus.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
I've got to transfer the video,
and I'll call Jimmy.
- Ma, go.
Shit.
Shh... it's okay, it's okay,
it's okay, it's okay.
- Guess the last beer's mine.
- A girl was kidnapped from the
Pocket Rocket about an hour ago.
- I don't know anything.
- We both know how this works.
They nab somebody on your
turf, you get a cut.
Try a different answer.
- Locust Street.
Big building on the
corner of Edgecombe.
- Apartment number?
- There's, like, four
different crews in there.
I only know the building.
Oh!
- There's some
blood on the bear.
I didn't want your
son to see it.
- My son?
I'm not any older than you.
Do you have kids yet?
- Sorry, I just assumed.
- He's my nephew.
His dad died working on
a pipeline up north.
Then my sister was
killed by some...
joyriding suit
in a hit-and-run.
Flatass didn't even stop.
- I'm sorry.
- My brother...
doesn't know to stay
on the cartilage.
- My other ear gets cut off,
it better be by you.
You should think about
nursing school.
You'd be good. - Really?
Which corporate nursing school
would you suggest I go to?
- No, I didn't
mean it like that.
- This is probably
six months' rent.
This is how we get by.
- Food's ready.
Grab my paper for me.
What is it?
Jesus.
We hit the goddamn jackpot.
Bradley, don't send
that video yet.
- She wasn't kidnapped
by Inazagi.
- They realize who she is,
that's who they'll sell her to.
- She has no corporate I.P.
- But you do.
And they could use
her to get to you.
- Your daughter's ransom
is now 5 million blackcoin, Mrs.
Krauss.
- Could you turn
that off, please?
- You have 20 minutes.
If you don't pay,
Inazagi will.
- I'm sorry, Elizabeth.
We'll do our best.
- Hello.
- They know who Laura is.
- Has Connor deployed the team?
- Gates authorized the payments.
They have her location.
But I don't know where she is.
- I'm closing in on her now.
No!
- You're
never gonna believe it.
The girl we nabbed...
Her mom is the CEO of Spiga.
- Don't want you
to get dehydrated.
Don't worry.
Spiga paid.
- We got 5 million for it...
- Looks like you're
going home soon.
- You did what?
- Shit.
- We caught a break
and we took it.
You think this is a good thing?
You're an idiot.
- Come on, Jimmy.
- You can't just grab
someone that high up.
- This is huge.
We took a risk, and it paid off.
- Reverse course.
- It's 5 million
blackcoin, Jimmy.
We can retire on this bitch.
- There you are.
- You think you're gonna retire?
You're gonna get incinerated
down at the Firemouth
and end up in cut-rate cement.
- Understand the problem...
- Get the girl back, and
we're all we're all rich.
- Spiga's coming, and they're
gonna kill all of us!
- But we've got the girl.
- They don't give a shit
if the girl dies too.
It's a goddamn corporate policy!
- It doesn't make any sense.
Why would they pay...
- The money is here, Jimmy.
- If they were gonna kill us,
they wouldn't have paid.
- All the corporations have
bounty hunters out there...
Spiga thinks she's been
nabbed by a competitor.
They'll pay ten times that!
And still burn this place down.
- Someone that big, they pay,
and then they take out everyone
just to protect their
intellectual property.
- Okay, so what do
we do then, Jimmy?
What do we do?
- Only thing that'll stop them
is if they're sure
the girl is dead.
Get your things, kill the
girl, and get the hell out.
- They said not to kill anyone.
- I'm telling you...
- No, no, Jimmy.
This is our payday.
- Jimmy...
- Let's go. Now.
I'll be back.
- What are we gonna do?
- Kim, get your stuff.
You heard him.
No, Ma, leave that.
- I'm not leaving this behind
if we're not coming back.
- We're coming back, all right?
But for now, we do
what Jimmy says.
- Ugh!
- Shut up.
- Shh, shh, shh, shh.
- Yeah, get all that...
Put it in here.
All right. Kim?
I'll take care of it, all right?
Get him out of here first.
Kim, let's go!
Kim?
Kim.
- Whoa.
You're safe.
No one's gonna hurt you.
I'm Julian.
Your mother sent me
to bring you home.
Okay?
We have to move quickly.
Let's go.
Hold your fire.
The risk is contained.
CNR is complete.
- Status of hostiles?
- I eliminated all
the targets, sir.
She needs medical attention.
Come on.
- Oh, Laura.
Oh, thank God. Thank God.
Thank God.
It's okay. It's okay.
The doctor will fix everything.
It's gonna be okay.
- Tell me what really happened.
- You have to understand.
If I had paid them,
it would've made everything
so much worse for you.
- No, not me.
Dad.
What happened to Dad?
- Sweetheart.
You know what happened.
- No, no, I know
what you told me...
That you tried
everything to save him,
but the rescue team
couldn't make it in time.
- That's right.
You are such a liar.
- Listen, you have had a very
traumatizing experience.
- Even the kidnappers
seemed to know
how Spiga deals with abductions.
- Maybe the two of you
should speak privately.
- Oh, why?
So that she can sell me
more of her bullshit?
- Laura...
- If the company saved people,
then you wouldn't have had
to send him to save me.
All these years,
pretending you
were so devastated
they couldn't get
to him in time.
- I was devastated.
- Did you really think that
I would never find out?
- You were only a child...
- You owe me the truth!
- I owe you? I risked
everything for you.
Not just my career, but my life.
And I did it to save you.
- Which proves you could've
saved Dad if you wanted to.
- Uh, the doctor is waiting.
Why don't we have her
look at your ear?
- You could've told
her the truth.
- She's safer this way.
Besides, she adored Paul,
and it's better that she hate me
than hate him.
- I'm glad she's home.
- Thanks.
- And thank you for your
help with the transfer.
- Oh, um...
I did everything I could.
Gates vetoed it.
Connor's moving up the ladder,
and when he goes, I'll make
sure that you get his position.
- I never wanted his position.
- You're the only
one I can trust.
- Can you tell me
where it hurts?
- My ear.
My arm.
- It's okay.
- I'm sorry.
- No need to apologize.
It's okay.
- Sorry, I'm sorry.
- This...
is the best part of the job.
You can't convince me
that I don't have the
best job in the world.
See?
It's like it never happened.
- Warning: That
address is located
outside of a secure
corporate area.
Do you accept?
Do you accept?
Do you acce... - Yes.
- An exit strategy?
To get Elena out, I need to
get Inazagi's attention.
- How?
- I'm planning an operation
based on intel we got
from a defector.
This should help move
up the timetable.
- You think this'll work?
- It has to.
- My dad was passed
out in the hall
when I came home
the other night.
- You talk to him?
- I've got nothing
to say to him.
He thinks she's dead.
Probably better that way.
- In 24 hours, the geolocation
signal on Roger's watch
will reactivate.
It has to be in
place before then
so Spiga believes it's
a natural defection.
- No problem.
You have to get her out, Aaron.
- You do your part,
and I will.
- Hey.
- Hey, how's your day going?
- I've been better.
Just... tired.
- Well, you should go home
and lay on the couch...
Watch some of those animal-clone
mash-ups or something.
- You
hate that stuff.
- I know, but I'm not there.
Um, I have a patient.
- Your office is
closed, isn't it?
- House call.
I'll tell you about it later.
- All right.
You okay?
- Yes.
I am.
- Ha!
- Two more... on her.
- You owe me, mooch.
Cash.
- I'll have what they're having.
- Only take real coin, kid.
Unload your stolen
dat somewhere else.
- Come on, man.
Belonged to a Spiga suit.
I'll give you the watch...
Barter system.
- Psst... maybe we
can help you out.
- With what?
- 50 for the watch.
- 200.
- No way.
- How do I even know it works?
- It's a gamble, I guess.
- 75.
- He was gonna trade
it for two shots.
- Shut up.
I bring them this, the
entire Inazagi board
will fellate my toes.
- Hey, come on, guys,
get back to work, 'kay?
- All right, man.
- Don't relax. Let's go.
- I don't work for you anymore.
- I know.
Take me to the girl.