Reef Break (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Despot - full transcript
When a mysterious general arrives with an illicit cachet of stolen art and jewelry, Wyatt questions Cat's involvement and who she is really loyal to.
Previously on "Reef Break"...
The Governor would like
to put you on a retainer.
Some problems,
you need -- A fixer?
FBI. She's with me.
A little like the old days.
Minus the part
where you were
pretending to be a crook
and me actually being one.
Case closed.
Case closed.
Cat: We are
friends with benefits.
This is not as casual
as we keep saying it is.
I nearly told Cat.
Oh, my God.
I could tell you why
I killed your father
and how I had to.
It won't make any difference.
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Hey.
They said big waves today, huh?
Yeah.
Guess they lied.
Nah. It's probably
just a lull, you know?
Change of tide.
It'll turn back on.
You just got to
wait and be patient.
It's like waiting for
you to tell me the truth.
The truth about what?
About why you killed my dad.
Okay. Wow.
That came out of left field.
Well, uh... it's complicated,
and if I tell you
about your dad,
it's gonna change
the way you see him.
You're gonna think
about him differently,
and I don't think
you're ready for that.
So... I'm done...
waiting for the tide to change.
Pe--
♪ Old soul, waiting my turn ♪
♪ I know a few things,
but I still got a lot to learn ♪
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♪ So I'm alright
with a slow burn ♪
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♪ Slow burn ♪
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♪ Slow burn ♪
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Hey, there. I'm Leo.
Oh.
Okay. Hi.
General and Mrs. Kivani
send their warmest regards.
They're new here,
just moved into the
mansion out on the Point.
Wow. General, huh?
That's a lot of guns.
What is he, declaring
war on the Reef?
It's a necessary precaution,
though there's been no
actual attempt on his life
since we left Bukarina.
I'm sorry. "Buka" what?
Bukarina.
Small nation, Eastern Europe.
Okay, well, that's, uh
-- that's very reassuring.
Well, take it easy, Leon.
Leo.
I'm gonna get back
to my regularly scheduled
programming now.
Hey, the General
admires the hell out of
the way you handle
yourself on a board.
Okay.
Was wondering if he
could get some lessons.
Really? Yeah.
What, does he want to show
me his shiny medals, too?
That could be arranged.
What are you, his pimp?
Aide de Camp,
Chief of Staff, Director
of Communications.
Why don't you communicate to him
that I don't do "surf
lessons," okay?
Okay.
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Well, that's weird.
What?
A banner plane with no banner.
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Get down!
Man: He's coming back!
Get down! Get down!
General Kivani: Stefania!
Stefania!
What is she doing?!
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Wyatt: What happened here?
Oh, you know, just a plane
strafing the beach with bullets,
a dead guy, a woman
trying to get herself killed.
Another day in
paradise, you know?
I'm fine, by the way.
Thank you for asking.
Hey, you're the one
who's been avoiding me,
so I don't know why -- Why
are you at tha-- Detective.
Get -- One second.
Hi. Leo Murphy.
Yeah, I'm representing
General Kivani,
who has returned to his
residence for security reasons.
But, uh, I'd be happy to answer
any questions you might have.
Skipping out on the police is
not how we do business here.
With all due respect,
having conferred with
the General's attorneys,
it's clear he cannot be
questioned by local authorities.
I'm gonna leave these
complicated matters
to the two of you.
Alright?
This may be a protectorate,
but it's still America.
Exactly, and the General
enjoys diplomatic status,
which has been given to him
by the American authorities.
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Let me guess.
The General sent you.
His car is at your service.
I'm busy tonight.
Got to wash my hair, right?
He insists on thanking you
personally for your bravery.
And he's instructed me
not to take no for an answer.
Then you are going to be sitting
out here for quite some time.
Enjoy!
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Hey. Is she in?
Yes, but she has a
meeting in two minutes.
Ah.
Next week at the latest.
Bye.
What's up?
This, uh, tinhorn General
from Transylvania.
Bukarina.
Whatever. Why is he in the Reef?
That's a longer conversation
than I have time for right now.
Well, he seems to
think he's above the law.
Where'd he get that idea
from, the Governor's office?
Walk with me. Hey.
General Kivani is here
because the national security
folks want to talk to him.
What do they want
to talk to him about?
I don't have that
kind of clearance,
but look at a map. I did.
Bukarina sits between former
Soviet states and the Balkans.
It's a center of arms
smuggling and illegal trade.
You get an "A."
Thank you. But why here?
Because they know the
optics don't look good.
It's about as far away
from D.C. as they can get
and still have him
on American soil.
Yeah, well, I think it stinks.
It's a nasty world out there,
full of nasty people.
We don't have the luxury
of choosing our friends
from Nobel Peace Prize winners.
Mm, is that what some
Deputy Under Assistant
Secretary told you?
More or less.
Sometimes, you just have
to fall in line and move on.
And if I don't?
Then you're gonna get hurt,
and I really don't want
to see that happen.
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Hey.
How long you been watching me?
Come on up.
So... what brings you
of your own volition
to the FBI?
Tell me the truth
about my father,
'cause Cat won't.
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Whoa.
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Holy... ♪♪
No way.
Wait a sec.
Knock, knock.
Gonna invite me in?
Uh, come on in.
So...
I'm guessing you have something
you want to talk to me about.
Yep.
But I need a drink first.
You?
Yeah, sure. I'll have one.
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We never had a view like this
when we were together before.
Yeah, well, things
were different back then.
We were different. Hm.
I knew who we were.
Well, I knew who
I was, at least.
Fair enough.
How about now?
Well, now there are days
I don't think I know
who you are at all.
And I question why
I came to the Reef,
and I question why I said yes
to being a fixer
for the Governor.
I mean, what -- what is that?
Petra paid me a visit.
Why?
Asking questions
about you and her dad.
Well, what did you say?
Nothing. I wanted
to ask you first
and see what you
want me to do about it.
Tell the truth.
I-I-I mean, it's better coming
from you than from me.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
It's better coming from you,
but if that's what you want --
I'm not ready for that, okay?
You know, I know
it's been five years.
It's still too raw for me.
Sure.
Thank you.
How are you holding up?
Well, it's been a
really long freakin' day.
Right.
Are you okay, um,
being here alone,
after what happened
at the beach?
Are you okay being here alone
with me instead of with Ana?
Because I thought that's what
you came here to talk about.
How did you find out?
Does it really matter?
No, not really.
I just wish you'd told
me yourself, that's all.
Anyway, I hope that you and her
will be really,
really, really happy.
I actually do.
And like I said, it's
been a long day.
Good night, Cat.
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I think it's time to
put on my party dress.
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♪ Kick in the door ♪
♪ I've come to get it ♪
♪ Kick in the door ♪
♪ Ready for war ♪
♪ Kick in the door ♪
♪ No one's gonna stop me ♪
♪ Na, na, na ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm-a get it ♪
♪ Kick in the door ♪
♪ I want it more ♪
♪ Kick in the door ♪
♪ No one's gonna stop me ♪
♪ Ah! ♪
The General is delighted
you accepted his invitation.
What about his wife?
She retired early.
Uh, it seemed like she was
trying to retire permanently
out there on the beach today.
Mrs. Kivani's nerves
are a bit frayed --
perhaps the long journey.
So, what's your game, Leo?
Excuse me? Oh, come on.
I know a hustler when I see one.
That doesn't sound
like a compliment.
Coming from me, it is.
It really is. I like a
good hustler. Uh-huh.
Here's my guess --
you're playing a long game
with this General of
yours, which is fine.
I won't say anything to him.
Just make sure you cut me in.
This way.
Here she is -- the
woman of the hour.
General.
Hello.
Wow.
If only, Miss Cat, you
had arrived earlier,
when we visited the casino.
Perhaps you would
saved the day once again.
How much did you lose?
I think my only way to get
even is to buy the casino.
You know what they say
-- the house always wins.
Unless, of course, you're
playing with my deck.
Exactly. Yes.
I think you're a winner at
any game that interests you.
Okay, then.
Let's put our cards
on the table, shall we?
I hear you guys emptied
out all the valuables
from the National
Museum of Bukarina
on your way out of town.
See, I'm a girl who knows
how to move hot items
on the black market
for top dollar.
The General is a
legendary freedom fighter,
and, uh, those
baseless accusations
were made by the
forces of reaction.
Sure. Great. Whatever.
Doesn't bother me either way.
Here's the thing.
You guys are new to town.
I know all the players.
So I'll be your
partner, not your toy,
and I want 20%.
She's one of us.
I wager, Miss Chambers,
we will reach an accommodation
before the next
bottle is finished.
Well, I'll drink to that.
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Cat: How long do you need, Tony?
Give me 24 hours
to reach my people
in Hong Kong and Shanghai.
Same goes for me in the States.
Okay, that'll give me
enough time to find out
if this thing is
real and in play.
If the General's collection
is everything you say,
we're talking
seven-figure payday --
for each of us.
My happy place.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
Breakfast's on me, guys.
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Hey.
Hey.
Crazy hours you're keeping.
Meaning what?
Meaning you were up
all night with the General,
but here you are,
bright and early,
trying to get lucky
with a known fence
and a shady jeweler.
Look at you being a cop,
trying to figure out
how I'm a criminal.
Let the games begin.
It's hardly a game.
So what? You're stalking me?
I'm a detective. Oh.
What, you think they don't have
security cameras in nightclubs?
You think I don't have sources?
The real question
here is why you're here,
playing Cops and
Robbers with me,
when you should
probably be investigating
that homicide from
the beach yesterday.
Now you sound
like my lieutenant.
Listen, I don't care how sleazy
and loaded this General is. Mm.
If you think that your so-called
"job" with the Governor
gives you free license
to steal on the Reef,
you're gonna find
out pretty quick
how good I am at my job.
Alright.
You want me to tell
you where I'm going next,
or is it more of a challenge
for you to try and figure it out?
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Jake: This is the house
where Cat and I lived
after we were married...
where O'Casey sent
your father that night.
Was a hell of a
B&E man, your dad.
He hopped that
wall, up that tree,
and onto the roof of the porch
and second-floor windows...
which we always
used to leave open.
Cat liked to fall asleep
to the sound of the ocean.
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Hi, there. I'm Jan.
Hi. Jake Elliot.
Uh, this is Petra.
Thank you for coming
to see the house.
It's, uh -- It's the third time
it's been on the market
in the last five years,
isn't it?
I don't know exactly.
Yeah, something to
do with the shooting.
People think it's cursed.
I wouldn't say that.
I mean, great bones.
I can show you, if you like.
No, that's okay. I-I
know my way around.
Petra?
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I was on that side of the bed.
I heard a noise,
reached for my watch
to see what time it was.
I never saw your dad,
not until after the
first muzzle flash.
Felt like a hammer
to my collarbone.
That should've been it for me,
but, um, Cat threw
a pillow at him,
messed up his shot.
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Under that pillow,
she kept a SIG Sauer.
He was... standing right here.
And then he wasn't.
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It was a pretty complicated
situation all around.
On one hand, Cat killed
a Shorepound member
and saved a Fed.
And, on the other
hand, she saved -- You.
The man she loved.
The man she thought she loved.
Look, I've made
my peace with it.
You have to decide for yourself.
But if you're gonna
hate someone,
maybe hate me.
I'm the reason he was here.
I'm the reason he got killed.
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Wyatt: Thanks for
calling. What do we got?
Maintenance crew
found him first.
Found this in his jacket pocket.
Marku Petran.
Still in one piece, yeah?
Mm-hmm.
No bullet holes,
signs of forced landing? Nope.
Doesn't look like
a struggle either.
No visible bullet or
stab wounds, no blood.
Check out his face.
Think that looks
like a heart attack?
Negative.
Hang on.
Hang on. I got
something down here.
Maybe Marku can tell
us who hired him after all.
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Cat: Wow.
Nice little fixer-upper
you got here.
The General sends his regrets.
He is tied up in meetings,
but he asked if I could, uh,
give you the tour instead.
Works for me.
There's no collection like this
inside the National
Museum of Bukarina.
So all this is what the
General wants me to sell
to, uh, discerning collectors?
Before his hosts
here in the U.S. of A
make him give them all back.
Mm-hmm.
Wow.
Mm-hmm.
How...do...I look?
Magnificent.
And your taste is
reassuringly expensive,
which is sometimes a good thing.
And sometimes a bad thing.
My job is to find the
one perfect buyer.
The General has left all
the details in my hands --
and yours, of course.
Mm-hmm.
20% for the pieces
he knows about.
Yes.
And 50% for all the stuff
he doesn't know about,
which we replace
with high-quality fakes.
It's like I think it up
here and you say it there.
Game recognizes game.
I think we should close the deal
before we close
the deal, you know?
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So transactional.
Yeah, well, I've mixed
business and pleasure before.
It didn't work out so great.
Cat: Wow. There's
the General's wife.
Does she usually
garden at night,
like a zombie Lady Macbeth?
Leo: Stefania never
has been the same
since those "dead
baby" allegations.
Cat: Yeah, I heard
something about that.
What happened?
There was a shipment,
okay, of pediatric drugs.
Doctors found the cancer med
had been swapped
out for distilled water.
Wow.
Some rumors of, uh, army
convoys seen in the vicinity.
As if the General
would stoop so low
to replace the medication
and sell them on
the black market.
He'd have to be a monster.
Ah.
And yet here you all are --
the General, his wife,
here on the Reef, in the U.S.,
about to throw a
big party tomorrow.
To show the world he is
unbowed by the allegations
and the dastardly
attempt on his life.
Right.
And tomorrow's party would
be the perfect opportunity
to introduce the
General to your contact...
Ah.
...for the 20% he
knows about, of course,
not the 50% he doesn't.
Oh, right. Of course. That.
That's between us.
Mm-hmm.
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Jake:
I didn't know what to do.
Petra just stood
there and stared at me
like I made the whole thing up.
Maybe she just had so
much going on inside,
she was just terrified
to let anything out.
Maybe.
It was all I could
do to stop myself j--
It all came crashing
back so hard.
It was a decent
thing for you to do.
And typical of Cat
to put it on you.
Yeah.
Fair enough.
What mess is Cat
clearing up for you
with this exiled general?
It's not my mess.
I do what I'm told.
Since when?
Do you have any idea
how hated this Kivani is
in his own country?
I -- There are so many
attempts on his life
that he has to carry around
some poison antidote --
uh, atropine --
on his person at all times.
That is our guest of honor.
You of all people ought to know
about holding
hands with the devil
on the side of angels.
I should, shouldn't I?
Mm-hmm.
Forget what I said.
Let's have another round.
Oh, not yet.
You're not the only one
whose day took a toll on them.
Yeah.
You're right.
And for the record,
whatever Cat's doing with
the General is Cat business,
not my business.
So get ready to duck.
Yes, ma'am.
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Your pilot was poisoned
-- exotic stuff, too.
Ever heard of Novichok?
No.
Developed in the Soviet
Union in the 1970s.
Name means "newcomer."
Most powerful nerve
agent in the world.
If an antidote is not
administered immediately,
the effects are
invariably fatal.
Are you saying our pilot was
killed by a Russian nerve agent?
Mm. That's right.
You ever see anything
like this before?
On the Reef?
I've never even seen arsenic.
Any clue how it got here?
Oh, yeah.
Protecting our
national security.
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You remember my dad.
What was it like
to be around him?
Scared.
Besides that.
He liked breakfast.
He loved breakfast.
We used to get up early,
like 5:00 in the morning.
We'd go to coffee shops,
diners, all-you-can-eat buffets.
That's how he remembered people.
"Matty G?
We broke bread with
him at the Brite Spot."
Most of them were
probably hoods,
planning scores.
And I always got to have
pie -- pie and ice cream.
For breakfast?
No wonder you loved your dad.
He was born in Long
Beach, California.
Did you know that?
I don't think so.
He never really opened
up much around me.
He said the traffic was
louder than the waves,
even at the beach.
And then he heard
about the Reef.
What about it?
That it was as far as you can go
and still be in
the United States.
That's what he did.
He went as far as you can go.
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Jane: The pilot used
Russian encryption software
on his phone.
No match for the
Reef's greatest tech.
Okay, so, these
are his calls here...
Right. ...and his
texts on this screen.
Wait. Hang on. Go back to
the day before the beach attack.
All those texts, what
language is that?
It looks kind of Romanian.
Bukarian, which is basically
the same as Romanian.
We've got the rough
online translation...
...here.
Plane rental info,
latitude and longitude.
"Return plane to
East Wind Airport."
That's where we found him.
Who sent all these texts?
No caller ID.
We were able to triangulate
the originating location
using cell towers.
The General's villa.
Could be a rando disgruntled
servant or workman.
That last text message
mentions the party
that they're having today.
Okay, here's a tidbit.
So, the General and his wife
are from a province on
the border with Ukraine.
Ukrainian, that's
their native tongue.
Right.
But Leo Murphy learned
the language in the capital,
where they speak Bukarian,
like these texts.
Wait. "See you at the party"?
"Bring the newcomer"?
Novichok?
Name means "newcomer."
Most powerful nerve
agent in the world.
I got a bad feeling
about this party.
Jake, meet me at
the General's villa.
Got to go.
♪ Unh, unh, unh,
unh, hey, hey, hey ♪
♪ She got it ♪
♪ But can she keep it up? ♪
♪ She walk around
with a heart like fire ♪
♪ Hey, she got it ♪
♪ But can you feel her up? ♪
♪ Hey, she got it ♪
Miss Cat Chambers!
Leo has been keeping
you all to himself.
Today, you are mine.
Sounds like fun.
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Well, fancy meeting you here.
Nice dress.
Likewise.
I hear you've been
getting to know our host.
Oh, yeah.
Go figure. He asked
me for surf lessons.
You already have a job
working for the Governor.
I work for myself --
case-by-case basis, remember?
We pay your
retainer... Ooh, okay.
...in case you've forgotten.
Oh, I haven't forgotten.
Besides, the General is
a guest of the Governor's.
The dude wants to learn to surf.
How could I say no?
You sure that's
all you're up to?
I'm sensing
fox/henhouse territory.
Do you really think I would
do something to embarrass you
or the Governor?
Yeah. What are the odds?
You both knew what you were
getting into when you hired me.
You hire Cat Chambers,
you get all of Cat Chambers.
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One moment, sir.
Detective Cole, RPD.
You are not on list.
Of course I'm not on
the list. I'm with the RPD.
I have urgent police
business inside.
This is Bukarian
residence, not Reef.
Got your message.
Alright. Stand down, soldier.
This is now also official
federal business, okay?
Now, we're not
here for the General.
We're here for a
certain Leo Murphy,
and we're gonna go in there
and do a quiet
five-minute extraction.
Is that understood?
♪♪
Good.
And in the spirit of mutual
friendship and détente,
enjoy that later, soldier.
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You're interested in
more -- 16th century.
So sorry. Is
everything copacetic?
Yes.
But we need Miss Cat.
Go and fetch her.
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Leo was on the beach.
Why would he order an attack
and put himself in danger?
Yeah, well, you
said it yourself --
he was away from the
General, over by you.
I mean, what would
be his motivation
to kill the General, hmm?
I don't know, but
he's at this party,
so you help me find him,
we can figure that out.
Oh, my God.
Excuse me.
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Stefania.
Leo: General,
let me wipe it off.
Stop it.
Clear! FBI!
Where is it?
The atropine! He hasn't got it!
We're losing him!
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Wyatt: Make sure there are
no tracks down to the water.
Hey. Any luck finding Leo?
We've been all over the grounds.
Uniforms are still out there,
but he's definitely in the wind.
What about the General's wife?
Uh, she's upstairs
with Ana, sedated.
Alright, there's no sightings
at the airport or the Harbor.
Hey, remember in
the Shorepound days
when someone was radioactive,
like after a hit or something?
Doug would smuggle
them off the island on a boat,
and he would bribe
that family who had a --
Fishtown canneries!
Wyatt: Other side
of the island. Let's go.
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Go, go, go.
Go!
Jake: Don't move!
Stay where you are.
♪♪
Leo, drop the bag.
Drop the bag, Leo. It's over.
What's in there?
The one big score that got away.
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It was all sleight
of hand, wasn't it,
to keep me from
seeing your real play.
When those babies died,
the General had me write
letters to every single family,
pledging to bring
the culprits to justice.
One of those fathers
had my letter in his pocket
when he hanged himself.
So I decided to honor
the General's wishes.
Wow. You're a saint.
I'm glad you decided to keep
the gold for yourself, though.
But what about the pilot?
What's your sob story for him?
Wyatt: You're no
different from the General.
You're all about Number One.
Everyone else is expendable.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Anything you say can and
will be used against you
in a court of law.
You have the
right to an attorney.
♪♪
Great work.
These folks will
take it from here.
♪♪
Hey. Hey, that's my prisoner!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
This is where we ease off.
They're Special Ops. They
dance to a different tune.
Ana: They're taking him
to Training Camp Danville
for secure debriefing.
Getting his hands
on the nerve gas
proved to the intel guys that
Leo is even better connected
than Kivani was.
He's in the major league now.
He's a murderer.
That doesn't bother them?
I'm sure it does late at night.
They deal with it and move on
because that's
what grown-ups do.
I tried to tell you.
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Would you have gone through
with it, the whole caper thing,
sold those jewels
around the world
and felt good about yourself?
I don't know.
Guess I just wanted to
feel like my old self again.
Do you?
Well...I still have
one more card to play.
Stefania: Okay, so,
this can go straightaway.
Uh, the rest,
we'll ship together.
Cat: We'll take it from here.
Excuse me?
My associates are
taking over the estate sale.
They've already been
in contact with buyers
from all over the world.
I don't understand.
How can they be in
touch with buyers?
Oh, drop it -- as fast as
you dropped the whole
"Lady Macbeth walking
the halls" psycho routine.
You and Leo have
been in cahoots all along,
which is very
broad-minded of you
since he's been trying to get
into my pants the whole time.
I don't understand
what you're saying.
Do you understand this?
Hmm?
See, this is the atropine
that could've saved
your husband's life.
I found it in your rose
garden the day of the murder.
My guess is my cop
friends are gonna find
your fingerprints all over it.
You cannot prove anything.
I don't need to prove anything.
You're done.
See, with Leo being untouchable
and your diplomatic immunity
gone with your dead husband,
the cops are gonna
come after you full force
because you, my friend,
are the only target that's left.
How much will you take?
Oh, I'm taking all of it,
every busted statue
and shiny trinket.
And you know what
we're gonna do?
We're gonna open a
children's cancer foundation,
and all the proceeds
of your ill-gotten gains
are going to fund it.
So you are --
you are a saint,
all of a sudden?
Far from it.
I'm a thief and con woman,
and I lie all the time.
But I have a conscience,
which means I'm nothing like you
and I never will be.
Go for it, guys.
♪♪
♪ Don't cry ♪
♪♪
♪ Don't worry ♪
♪♪
♪ It'll be fine ♪
♪♪
♪ If we keep drivin',
the stars will align ♪
♪♪
♪ I don't really... ♪
Hey.
Hey.
I just thought I'd check in,
you know, see how
that all sat with you
from the other day.
Why did Doug want you dead?
Ooh.
I never really asked him.
Maybe I will.
All he's gonna tell you is
that it was 'cause I was FBI,
and that's not true.
He didn't know back then.
Then why?
Cat was with him first.
A stupid lovers' quarrel?
That's why my dad is dead?
♪ Don't worry ♪
No.
♪ It'll be fine ♪
Your dad is dead because
he walked into our house
in the middle of
the night with a gun,
when he should've
been at home with you.
♪♪
♪♪
♪ I don't really ♪
♪ Really mind ♪
♪ If it takes up
all of our time ♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
The Governor would like
to put you on a retainer.
Some problems,
you need -- A fixer?
FBI. She's with me.
A little like the old days.
Minus the part
where you were
pretending to be a crook
and me actually being one.
Case closed.
Case closed.
Cat: We are
friends with benefits.
This is not as casual
as we keep saying it is.
I nearly told Cat.
Oh, my God.
I could tell you why
I killed your father
and how I had to.
It won't make any difference.
♪♪
Hey.
They said big waves today, huh?
Yeah.
Guess they lied.
Nah. It's probably
just a lull, you know?
Change of tide.
It'll turn back on.
You just got to
wait and be patient.
It's like waiting for
you to tell me the truth.
The truth about what?
About why you killed my dad.
Okay. Wow.
That came out of left field.
Well, uh... it's complicated,
and if I tell you
about your dad,
it's gonna change
the way you see him.
You're gonna think
about him differently,
and I don't think
you're ready for that.
So... I'm done...
waiting for the tide to change.
Pe--
♪ Old soul, waiting my turn ♪
♪ I know a few things,
but I still got a lot to learn ♪
♪♪
♪ So I'm alright
with a slow burn ♪
♪♪
♪ Slow burn ♪
♪♪
♪ Slow burn ♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
Hey, there. I'm Leo.
Oh.
Okay. Hi.
General and Mrs. Kivani
send their warmest regards.
They're new here,
just moved into the
mansion out on the Point.
Wow. General, huh?
That's a lot of guns.
What is he, declaring
war on the Reef?
It's a necessary precaution,
though there's been no
actual attempt on his life
since we left Bukarina.
I'm sorry. "Buka" what?
Bukarina.
Small nation, Eastern Europe.
Okay, well, that's, uh
-- that's very reassuring.
Well, take it easy, Leon.
Leo.
I'm gonna get back
to my regularly scheduled
programming now.
Hey, the General
admires the hell out of
the way you handle
yourself on a board.
Okay.
Was wondering if he
could get some lessons.
Really? Yeah.
What, does he want to show
me his shiny medals, too?
That could be arranged.
What are you, his pimp?
Aide de Camp,
Chief of Staff, Director
of Communications.
Why don't you communicate to him
that I don't do "surf
lessons," okay?
Okay.
♪♪
Well, that's weird.
What?
A banner plane with no banner.
♪♪
Get down!
Man: He's coming back!
Get down! Get down!
General Kivani: Stefania!
Stefania!
What is she doing?!
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
Wyatt: What happened here?
Oh, you know, just a plane
strafing the beach with bullets,
a dead guy, a woman
trying to get herself killed.
Another day in
paradise, you know?
I'm fine, by the way.
Thank you for asking.
Hey, you're the one
who's been avoiding me,
so I don't know why -- Why
are you at tha-- Detective.
Get -- One second.
Hi. Leo Murphy.
Yeah, I'm representing
General Kivani,
who has returned to his
residence for security reasons.
But, uh, I'd be happy to answer
any questions you might have.
Skipping out on the police is
not how we do business here.
With all due respect,
having conferred with
the General's attorneys,
it's clear he cannot be
questioned by local authorities.
I'm gonna leave these
complicated matters
to the two of you.
Alright?
This may be a protectorate,
but it's still America.
Exactly, and the General
enjoys diplomatic status,
which has been given to him
by the American authorities.
♪♪
Let me guess.
The General sent you.
His car is at your service.
I'm busy tonight.
Got to wash my hair, right?
He insists on thanking you
personally for your bravery.
And he's instructed me
not to take no for an answer.
Then you are going to be sitting
out here for quite some time.
Enjoy!
♪♪
Hey. Is she in?
Yes, but she has a
meeting in two minutes.
Ah.
Next week at the latest.
Bye.
What's up?
This, uh, tinhorn General
from Transylvania.
Bukarina.
Whatever. Why is he in the Reef?
That's a longer conversation
than I have time for right now.
Well, he seems to
think he's above the law.
Where'd he get that idea
from, the Governor's office?
Walk with me. Hey.
General Kivani is here
because the national security
folks want to talk to him.
What do they want
to talk to him about?
I don't have that
kind of clearance,
but look at a map. I did.
Bukarina sits between former
Soviet states and the Balkans.
It's a center of arms
smuggling and illegal trade.
You get an "A."
Thank you. But why here?
Because they know the
optics don't look good.
It's about as far away
from D.C. as they can get
and still have him
on American soil.
Yeah, well, I think it stinks.
It's a nasty world out there,
full of nasty people.
We don't have the luxury
of choosing our friends
from Nobel Peace Prize winners.
Mm, is that what some
Deputy Under Assistant
Secretary told you?
More or less.
Sometimes, you just have
to fall in line and move on.
And if I don't?
Then you're gonna get hurt,
and I really don't want
to see that happen.
♪♪
Hey.
How long you been watching me?
Come on up.
So... what brings you
of your own volition
to the FBI?
Tell me the truth
about my father,
'cause Cat won't.
♪♪
♪♪
Whoa.
♪♪
Holy... ♪♪
No way.
Wait a sec.
Knock, knock.
Gonna invite me in?
Uh, come on in.
So...
I'm guessing you have something
you want to talk to me about.
Yep.
But I need a drink first.
You?
Yeah, sure. I'll have one.
♪♪
We never had a view like this
when we were together before.
Yeah, well, things
were different back then.
We were different. Hm.
I knew who we were.
Well, I knew who
I was, at least.
Fair enough.
How about now?
Well, now there are days
I don't think I know
who you are at all.
And I question why
I came to the Reef,
and I question why I said yes
to being a fixer
for the Governor.
I mean, what -- what is that?
Petra paid me a visit.
Why?
Asking questions
about you and her dad.
Well, what did you say?
Nothing. I wanted
to ask you first
and see what you
want me to do about it.
Tell the truth.
I-I-I mean, it's better coming
from you than from me.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
It's better coming from you,
but if that's what you want --
I'm not ready for that, okay?
You know, I know
it's been five years.
It's still too raw for me.
Sure.
Thank you.
How are you holding up?
Well, it's been a
really long freakin' day.
Right.
Are you okay, um,
being here alone,
after what happened
at the beach?
Are you okay being here alone
with me instead of with Ana?
Because I thought that's what
you came here to talk about.
How did you find out?
Does it really matter?
No, not really.
I just wish you'd told
me yourself, that's all.
Anyway, I hope that you and her
will be really,
really, really happy.
I actually do.
And like I said, it's
been a long day.
Good night, Cat.
♪♪
I think it's time to
put on my party dress.
♪♪
♪ Kick in the door ♪
♪ I've come to get it ♪
♪ Kick in the door ♪
♪ Ready for war ♪
♪ Kick in the door ♪
♪ No one's gonna stop me ♪
♪ Na, na, na ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm-a get it ♪
♪ Kick in the door ♪
♪ I want it more ♪
♪ Kick in the door ♪
♪ No one's gonna stop me ♪
♪ Ah! ♪
The General is delighted
you accepted his invitation.
What about his wife?
She retired early.
Uh, it seemed like she was
trying to retire permanently
out there on the beach today.
Mrs. Kivani's nerves
are a bit frayed --
perhaps the long journey.
So, what's your game, Leo?
Excuse me? Oh, come on.
I know a hustler when I see one.
That doesn't sound
like a compliment.
Coming from me, it is.
It really is. I like a
good hustler. Uh-huh.
Here's my guess --
you're playing a long game
with this General of
yours, which is fine.
I won't say anything to him.
Just make sure you cut me in.
This way.
Here she is -- the
woman of the hour.
General.
Hello.
Wow.
If only, Miss Cat, you
had arrived earlier,
when we visited the casino.
Perhaps you would
saved the day once again.
How much did you lose?
I think my only way to get
even is to buy the casino.
You know what they say
-- the house always wins.
Unless, of course, you're
playing with my deck.
Exactly. Yes.
I think you're a winner at
any game that interests you.
Okay, then.
Let's put our cards
on the table, shall we?
I hear you guys emptied
out all the valuables
from the National
Museum of Bukarina
on your way out of town.
See, I'm a girl who knows
how to move hot items
on the black market
for top dollar.
The General is a
legendary freedom fighter,
and, uh, those
baseless accusations
were made by the
forces of reaction.
Sure. Great. Whatever.
Doesn't bother me either way.
Here's the thing.
You guys are new to town.
I know all the players.
So I'll be your
partner, not your toy,
and I want 20%.
She's one of us.
I wager, Miss Chambers,
we will reach an accommodation
before the next
bottle is finished.
Well, I'll drink to that.
♪♪
♪♪
Cat: How long do you need, Tony?
Give me 24 hours
to reach my people
in Hong Kong and Shanghai.
Same goes for me in the States.
Okay, that'll give me
enough time to find out
if this thing is
real and in play.
If the General's collection
is everything you say,
we're talking
seven-figure payday --
for each of us.
My happy place.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
Breakfast's on me, guys.
♪♪
Hey.
Hey.
Crazy hours you're keeping.
Meaning what?
Meaning you were up
all night with the General,
but here you are,
bright and early,
trying to get lucky
with a known fence
and a shady jeweler.
Look at you being a cop,
trying to figure out
how I'm a criminal.
Let the games begin.
It's hardly a game.
So what? You're stalking me?
I'm a detective. Oh.
What, you think they don't have
security cameras in nightclubs?
You think I don't have sources?
The real question
here is why you're here,
playing Cops and
Robbers with me,
when you should
probably be investigating
that homicide from
the beach yesterday.
Now you sound
like my lieutenant.
Listen, I don't care how sleazy
and loaded this General is. Mm.
If you think that your so-called
"job" with the Governor
gives you free license
to steal on the Reef,
you're gonna find
out pretty quick
how good I am at my job.
Alright.
You want me to tell
you where I'm going next,
or is it more of a challenge
for you to try and figure it out?
♪♪
Jake: This is the house
where Cat and I lived
after we were married...
where O'Casey sent
your father that night.
Was a hell of a
B&E man, your dad.
He hopped that
wall, up that tree,
and onto the roof of the porch
and second-floor windows...
which we always
used to leave open.
Cat liked to fall asleep
to the sound of the ocean.
♪♪
♪♪
Hi, there. I'm Jan.
Hi. Jake Elliot.
Uh, this is Petra.
Thank you for coming
to see the house.
It's, uh -- It's the third time
it's been on the market
in the last five years,
isn't it?
I don't know exactly.
Yeah, something to
do with the shooting.
People think it's cursed.
I wouldn't say that.
I mean, great bones.
I can show you, if you like.
No, that's okay. I-I
know my way around.
Petra?
♪♪
I was on that side of the bed.
I heard a noise,
reached for my watch
to see what time it was.
I never saw your dad,
not until after the
first muzzle flash.
Felt like a hammer
to my collarbone.
That should've been it for me,
but, um, Cat threw
a pillow at him,
messed up his shot.
♪♪
Under that pillow,
she kept a SIG Sauer.
He was... standing right here.
And then he wasn't.
♪♪
It was a pretty complicated
situation all around.
On one hand, Cat killed
a Shorepound member
and saved a Fed.
And, on the other
hand, she saved -- You.
The man she loved.
The man she thought she loved.
Look, I've made
my peace with it.
You have to decide for yourself.
But if you're gonna
hate someone,
maybe hate me.
I'm the reason he was here.
I'm the reason he got killed.
♪♪
♪♪
Wyatt: Thanks for
calling. What do we got?
Maintenance crew
found him first.
Found this in his jacket pocket.
Marku Petran.
Still in one piece, yeah?
Mm-hmm.
No bullet holes,
signs of forced landing? Nope.
Doesn't look like
a struggle either.
No visible bullet or
stab wounds, no blood.
Check out his face.
Think that looks
like a heart attack?
Negative.
Hang on.
Hang on. I got
something down here.
Maybe Marku can tell
us who hired him after all.
♪♪
♪♪
Cat: Wow.
Nice little fixer-upper
you got here.
The General sends his regrets.
He is tied up in meetings,
but he asked if I could, uh,
give you the tour instead.
Works for me.
There's no collection like this
inside the National
Museum of Bukarina.
So all this is what the
General wants me to sell
to, uh, discerning collectors?
Before his hosts
here in the U.S. of A
make him give them all back.
Mm-hmm.
Wow.
Mm-hmm.
How...do...I look?
Magnificent.
And your taste is
reassuringly expensive,
which is sometimes a good thing.
And sometimes a bad thing.
My job is to find the
one perfect buyer.
The General has left all
the details in my hands --
and yours, of course.
Mm-hmm.
20% for the pieces
he knows about.
Yes.
And 50% for all the stuff
he doesn't know about,
which we replace
with high-quality fakes.
It's like I think it up
here and you say it there.
Game recognizes game.
I think we should close the deal
before we close
the deal, you know?
♪♪
So transactional.
Yeah, well, I've mixed
business and pleasure before.
It didn't work out so great.
Cat: Wow. There's
the General's wife.
Does she usually
garden at night,
like a zombie Lady Macbeth?
Leo: Stefania never
has been the same
since those "dead
baby" allegations.
Cat: Yeah, I heard
something about that.
What happened?
There was a shipment,
okay, of pediatric drugs.
Doctors found the cancer med
had been swapped
out for distilled water.
Wow.
Some rumors of, uh, army
convoys seen in the vicinity.
As if the General
would stoop so low
to replace the medication
and sell them on
the black market.
He'd have to be a monster.
Ah.
And yet here you all are --
the General, his wife,
here on the Reef, in the U.S.,
about to throw a
big party tomorrow.
To show the world he is
unbowed by the allegations
and the dastardly
attempt on his life.
Right.
And tomorrow's party would
be the perfect opportunity
to introduce the
General to your contact...
Ah.
...for the 20% he
knows about, of course,
not the 50% he doesn't.
Oh, right. Of course. That.
That's between us.
Mm-hmm.
♪♪
Jake:
I didn't know what to do.
Petra just stood
there and stared at me
like I made the whole thing up.
Maybe she just had so
much going on inside,
she was just terrified
to let anything out.
Maybe.
It was all I could
do to stop myself j--
It all came crashing
back so hard.
It was a decent
thing for you to do.
And typical of Cat
to put it on you.
Yeah.
Fair enough.
What mess is Cat
clearing up for you
with this exiled general?
It's not my mess.
I do what I'm told.
Since when?
Do you have any idea
how hated this Kivani is
in his own country?
I -- There are so many
attempts on his life
that he has to carry around
some poison antidote --
uh, atropine --
on his person at all times.
That is our guest of honor.
You of all people ought to know
about holding
hands with the devil
on the side of angels.
I should, shouldn't I?
Mm-hmm.
Forget what I said.
Let's have another round.
Oh, not yet.
You're not the only one
whose day took a toll on them.
Yeah.
You're right.
And for the record,
whatever Cat's doing with
the General is Cat business,
not my business.
So get ready to duck.
Yes, ma'am.
♪♪
Your pilot was poisoned
-- exotic stuff, too.
Ever heard of Novichok?
No.
Developed in the Soviet
Union in the 1970s.
Name means "newcomer."
Most powerful nerve
agent in the world.
If an antidote is not
administered immediately,
the effects are
invariably fatal.
Are you saying our pilot was
killed by a Russian nerve agent?
Mm. That's right.
You ever see anything
like this before?
On the Reef?
I've never even seen arsenic.
Any clue how it got here?
Oh, yeah.
Protecting our
national security.
♪♪
♪♪
You remember my dad.
What was it like
to be around him?
Scared.
Besides that.
He liked breakfast.
He loved breakfast.
We used to get up early,
like 5:00 in the morning.
We'd go to coffee shops,
diners, all-you-can-eat buffets.
That's how he remembered people.
"Matty G?
We broke bread with
him at the Brite Spot."
Most of them were
probably hoods,
planning scores.
And I always got to have
pie -- pie and ice cream.
For breakfast?
No wonder you loved your dad.
He was born in Long
Beach, California.
Did you know that?
I don't think so.
He never really opened
up much around me.
He said the traffic was
louder than the waves,
even at the beach.
And then he heard
about the Reef.
What about it?
That it was as far as you can go
and still be in
the United States.
That's what he did.
He went as far as you can go.
♪♪
Jane: The pilot used
Russian encryption software
on his phone.
No match for the
Reef's greatest tech.
Okay, so, these
are his calls here...
Right. ...and his
texts on this screen.
Wait. Hang on. Go back to
the day before the beach attack.
All those texts, what
language is that?
It looks kind of Romanian.
Bukarian, which is basically
the same as Romanian.
We've got the rough
online translation...
...here.
Plane rental info,
latitude and longitude.
"Return plane to
East Wind Airport."
That's where we found him.
Who sent all these texts?
No caller ID.
We were able to triangulate
the originating location
using cell towers.
The General's villa.
Could be a rando disgruntled
servant or workman.
That last text message
mentions the party
that they're having today.
Okay, here's a tidbit.
So, the General and his wife
are from a province on
the border with Ukraine.
Ukrainian, that's
their native tongue.
Right.
But Leo Murphy learned
the language in the capital,
where they speak Bukarian,
like these texts.
Wait. "See you at the party"?
"Bring the newcomer"?
Novichok?
Name means "newcomer."
Most powerful nerve
agent in the world.
I got a bad feeling
about this party.
Jake, meet me at
the General's villa.
Got to go.
♪ Unh, unh, unh,
unh, hey, hey, hey ♪
♪ She got it ♪
♪ But can she keep it up? ♪
♪ She walk around
with a heart like fire ♪
♪ Hey, she got it ♪
♪ But can you feel her up? ♪
♪ Hey, she got it ♪
Miss Cat Chambers!
Leo has been keeping
you all to himself.
Today, you are mine.
Sounds like fun.
♪♪
Well, fancy meeting you here.
Nice dress.
Likewise.
I hear you've been
getting to know our host.
Oh, yeah.
Go figure. He asked
me for surf lessons.
You already have a job
working for the Governor.
I work for myself --
case-by-case basis, remember?
We pay your
retainer... Ooh, okay.
...in case you've forgotten.
Oh, I haven't forgotten.
Besides, the General is
a guest of the Governor's.
The dude wants to learn to surf.
How could I say no?
You sure that's
all you're up to?
I'm sensing
fox/henhouse territory.
Do you really think I would
do something to embarrass you
or the Governor?
Yeah. What are the odds?
You both knew what you were
getting into when you hired me.
You hire Cat Chambers,
you get all of Cat Chambers.
♪♪
One moment, sir.
Detective Cole, RPD.
You are not on list.
Of course I'm not on
the list. I'm with the RPD.
I have urgent police
business inside.
This is Bukarian
residence, not Reef.
Got your message.
Alright. Stand down, soldier.
This is now also official
federal business, okay?
Now, we're not
here for the General.
We're here for a
certain Leo Murphy,
and we're gonna go in there
and do a quiet
five-minute extraction.
Is that understood?
♪♪
Good.
And in the spirit of mutual
friendship and détente,
enjoy that later, soldier.
♪♪
♪♪
You're interested in
more -- 16th century.
So sorry. Is
everything copacetic?
Yes.
But we need Miss Cat.
Go and fetch her.
♪♪
Leo was on the beach.
Why would he order an attack
and put himself in danger?
Yeah, well, you
said it yourself --
he was away from the
General, over by you.
I mean, what would
be his motivation
to kill the General, hmm?
I don't know, but
he's at this party,
so you help me find him,
we can figure that out.
Oh, my God.
Excuse me.
♪♪
Stefania.
Leo: General,
let me wipe it off.
Stop it.
Clear! FBI!
Where is it?
The atropine! He hasn't got it!
We're losing him!
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
Wyatt: Make sure there are
no tracks down to the water.
Hey. Any luck finding Leo?
We've been all over the grounds.
Uniforms are still out there,
but he's definitely in the wind.
What about the General's wife?
Uh, she's upstairs
with Ana, sedated.
Alright, there's no sightings
at the airport or the Harbor.
Hey, remember in
the Shorepound days
when someone was radioactive,
like after a hit or something?
Doug would smuggle
them off the island on a boat,
and he would bribe
that family who had a --
Fishtown canneries!
Wyatt: Other side
of the island. Let's go.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
Go, go, go.
Go!
Jake: Don't move!
Stay where you are.
♪♪
Leo, drop the bag.
Drop the bag, Leo. It's over.
What's in there?
The one big score that got away.
♪♪
It was all sleight
of hand, wasn't it,
to keep me from
seeing your real play.
When those babies died,
the General had me write
letters to every single family,
pledging to bring
the culprits to justice.
One of those fathers
had my letter in his pocket
when he hanged himself.
So I decided to honor
the General's wishes.
Wow. You're a saint.
I'm glad you decided to keep
the gold for yourself, though.
But what about the pilot?
What's your sob story for him?
Wyatt: You're no
different from the General.
You're all about Number One.
Everyone else is expendable.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Anything you say can and
will be used against you
in a court of law.
You have the
right to an attorney.
♪♪
Great work.
These folks will
take it from here.
♪♪
Hey. Hey, that's my prisoner!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
This is where we ease off.
They're Special Ops. They
dance to a different tune.
Ana: They're taking him
to Training Camp Danville
for secure debriefing.
Getting his hands
on the nerve gas
proved to the intel guys that
Leo is even better connected
than Kivani was.
He's in the major league now.
He's a murderer.
That doesn't bother them?
I'm sure it does late at night.
They deal with it and move on
because that's
what grown-ups do.
I tried to tell you.
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Would you have gone through
with it, the whole caper thing,
sold those jewels
around the world
and felt good about yourself?
I don't know.
Guess I just wanted to
feel like my old self again.
Do you?
Well...I still have
one more card to play.
Stefania: Okay, so,
this can go straightaway.
Uh, the rest,
we'll ship together.
Cat: We'll take it from here.
Excuse me?
My associates are
taking over the estate sale.
They've already been
in contact with buyers
from all over the world.
I don't understand.
How can they be in
touch with buyers?
Oh, drop it -- as fast as
you dropped the whole
"Lady Macbeth walking
the halls" psycho routine.
You and Leo have
been in cahoots all along,
which is very
broad-minded of you
since he's been trying to get
into my pants the whole time.
I don't understand
what you're saying.
Do you understand this?
Hmm?
See, this is the atropine
that could've saved
your husband's life.
I found it in your rose
garden the day of the murder.
My guess is my cop
friends are gonna find
your fingerprints all over it.
You cannot prove anything.
I don't need to prove anything.
You're done.
See, with Leo being untouchable
and your diplomatic immunity
gone with your dead husband,
the cops are gonna
come after you full force
because you, my friend,
are the only target that's left.
How much will you take?
Oh, I'm taking all of it,
every busted statue
and shiny trinket.
And you know what
we're gonna do?
We're gonna open a
children's cancer foundation,
and all the proceeds
of your ill-gotten gains
are going to fund it.
So you are --
you are a saint,
all of a sudden?
Far from it.
I'm a thief and con woman,
and I lie all the time.
But I have a conscience,
which means I'm nothing like you
and I never will be.
Go for it, guys.
♪♪
♪ Don't cry ♪
♪♪
♪ Don't worry ♪
♪♪
♪ It'll be fine ♪
♪♪
♪ If we keep drivin',
the stars will align ♪
♪♪
♪ I don't really... ♪
Hey.
Hey.
I just thought I'd check in,
you know, see how
that all sat with you
from the other day.
Why did Doug want you dead?
Ooh.
I never really asked him.
Maybe I will.
All he's gonna tell you is
that it was 'cause I was FBI,
and that's not true.
He didn't know back then.
Then why?
Cat was with him first.
A stupid lovers' quarrel?
That's why my dad is dead?
♪ Don't worry ♪
No.
♪ It'll be fine ♪
Your dad is dead because
he walked into our house
in the middle of
the night with a gun,
when he should've
been at home with you.
♪♪
♪♪
♪ I don't really ♪
♪ Really mind ♪
♪ If it takes up
all of our time ♪
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