Revenge (2011–2015): Season 2, Episode 11 - Sabotage - full transcript

Previously on Revenge...

They're running drugs
through the bar, Jack.

We found narcotics and
a handgun hidden in the bilge.

- Declan Porter, you are under arrest...
- No, wait! Wait, stop. It's mine.

Marco and I are in talks to

find him a position
in the company.

- After what he did?
- It's just smart business.

Right, Nolan?

So it's official.
He's the new C.E.O.

My son is very much
in love with you.

Persuade him to drop
his interest in Grayson Global,



and I will stand behind you
every step of the way.

Your ex-fiancée
just broke up with me.

A fake up?

- I'd say Daniel's already thinking make up.
- That's the idea.

You realize I'm three moves away
from snapping your neck?

If you do that, how will you
ever reunite with your sister?

If I have to play nice
with Daniel for a little while,

then it's a small price to pay.

They say
the best-laid plans often go awry.

Because no matter how detailed
the preparation...

A plan will always have
a weak point.

And there will always be those
looking to exploit it...

To doom a plan to failure,

and the perpetrator
along with it.



Hey.

- Where you been?
- Thinking.

About the kiss.

Look, I'm sorry that
you had to see that,

- but it didn't mean anything.
- I'm sure it did to Daniel.

You know,
you asked me to trust you.

Well,
you need to trust me, too.

You can't just disappear when things
get a little bit uncomfortable.

Like it or not,
Daniel is the best remaining link

to the people
who destroyed our families.

I didn't come here last night

to keep tabs on you and Daniel.

I came to tell you

that Helen Crowley
made contact with me.

Or more accurately,

she allowed me
to make contact with her.

The Initiative knows
who you are?

Not entirely.

Takeda's security measures
seem to have held up.

They don't appear to know
anything about you

or our deeper connection.

What did she want from you?

My complicity.

She... told me that
Colleen was still alive.

Did she offer you proof?

No.

Then there's no reason
to believe them.

They will say anything
to manipulate you.

I understand that,
but... look,

if... if she thinks
I'm under their thumb, then...

then we've got a direct line
to the Initiative,

which doesn't involve you
falling back in with Daniel.

Can you still contact her?

No.

Said she's gonna contact me.

Then we need to draw her out.

Your 9:00 am, Emily Thorne, is here.

Thank you, Grace.
Send her in.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

Oh.

I'm sorry.
Was that not...

No, it's, uh...

I just thought
after last night, we...

We did kiss, right?
I... I didn't dream that?

Yes, and it was... It was great.
I just, um...

I just want to make sure
that whatever's happening here,

that, you know,
we're taking it slowly.

Yeah.

Yeah, probably a good idea.

I actually came here
to talk to you

about a children's charity
that I've been working with since 2008.

Okay. Tell me about it.

Basically, the organization
assists kids in danger

of slipping through
the foster care system.

If you meant what you said

about rehabilitating
Grayson Global's image,

I'd like to invite
your top-tier investors

to our annual wine auction.

Excuse me.
This came for you.

Hand delivered with
a note marked "urgent."

Stonehaven United Solutions.
Who sent this?

Helen Crowley.
She's holding on line two.

I gotta take this.

Um, Grace,
can you give Ms. Thorne

my confidential client list?

- Sure.
- Thank you.

Can I call you later?

Yes. Please do.

I'll be right back
with that list.

Um, Grace,
do you mind if I use your phone?

Mine's out of battery.

Sure.
Just dial 9 to get out.

Thank you so much.

- Helen.
- Hello, Daniel.

Do you have the Stonehaven
prospectus in front of you?

Yeah, I'm looking at it right now.
The question is, why?

Consider it a gift.

This time next quarter,

that company is poised
to triple its revenues,

only they don't know it yet.

Oh, but you do?

Why else would I recommend
you acquire it?

Have the same killer instinct
you showed in assimilating Nolcorp

before someone else
beats you to it.

Speaking of,
have you followed up

on our previous discussion?

I did.
Your hunch was right.

There are some gaps
in Nolcorp's early R&D.

Ms. Thorne,
here's our client list.

Yes,
I will be by this afternoon

to check
the flower arrangements.

Okay. Thanks.

- Here you go. Hope it's helpful.
- Thank you.

Victoria.

I think I have
some information for you.

So you're saying the cops

are the ones
who tipped off Nate and Kenny?

It's the only explanation.

They knew the police
were coming,

so they moved all the drugs
onto the boat to set me up.

And I played
right into their hands.

I'm calling Emily
for bail money.

I don't want her
involved in this.

Fine. Nolan, then.

You're not spending
another night here.

I don't want to drag any
of our friends into this mess, okay?

Jack, this is no time
to be stubborn.

Whoever gets us the bail money
will get it back.

No prosecutor's
gonna believe for one second

those drugs belong to you.

If they trace the registration to the gun,
they're gonna find out...

That it was used to kill Kenny
and Nate's father six years ago.

And it belonged to my dad.

So, um...

This whole setup is what,

payback for what happened
to their father?

You can't do
anything against the Ryans.

They will hurt you

or Declan...

Or Carl.

Amanda, promise me.

Enjoy, Conrad.
They're imported straight from Cuba.

That's very kind of you,

but completely unnecessary.

Yes.

Jason?

- Oh, what a delight.
- Victoria, it's been too long.

What brings you
out to the Hamptons?

Good sportsmanship.

It appears my 20-year rivalry
with your husband

has come to an end.

Uh, Jason brought
by a box of Cubans

to commemorate my retirement.

Is that what they call
corporate exile these days?

Oh, trust me.

I'm only too happy to be done
with the private sector.

And what does
the public sector promise,

a run for office?

Perhaps.

Just when I thought

I had the biggest ego
in the tristate area.

I'm sorry.

Conrad, may I have
a word alone with you?

Gladly.

Jason, please excuse us.

I know. I know.
The man is an ogre.

That's what I get
for opening my own door.

I could care less

about your petty rivalry
with Jason Prosser.

I am concerned
with Helen Crowley.

Apparently, she directed
our son to acquire a company

called
Stonehaven United Solutions.

Does that mean anything to you?

Stonehaven is a disaster recovery firm,
if memory serves.

This, dear,
is what the Initiative does.

They influence upheaval and then
profit in the aftermath.

Aftermath of what,

another flight 197?

How did you happen upon
this little morsel?

While you're busy debating
your bid for political office,

I have been securing alliances
close to Daniel

that will help ensure
the future of this family.

And if you're not
going to do anything

to thwart these devils, I will.

And how do you intend
to do that?

Sabotage.

Thank you for
the Stonehaven tip, Emily.

Of course.
Is it significant?

It's hard to say just yet.

But to that end,

I'm not sure
how including Daniel

in your upcoming charity auction
would convince him

to abandon his post
at Grayson Global.

I know.
I'm afraid that was in the works

before we had our conversation,

and it's hard to turn
a ship on a dime.

Ah, well, c'est la guerre.

As long as you're
going through with it,

might I suggest that you invite
Jason Prosser to the event?

Jason Prosser
of Prosser Wealth Funds?

Oh, you know of him?

Of course, but isn't he one of
Grayson Global's biggest competitors?

Yes.

Men like Conrad and Jason

judge their manhood
by the size of their wallets.

And it's always been
my experience

that the most lucrative
charity auctions

are the ones that pit

two corporate egos against each other.

Mm.

With your permission,
I'm sure I could get Jason to attend.

Permission granted.

Declan. Amanda.

I'm guessing by the faces,

our boy Jack's
still in the penalty box.

Thanks to you setting him up.

I mean,
what the hell do you guys want?

- Can we just get it out?
- Hey, settle down, kid.

You want out?
That's simple.

You just sell us
the rest of the bar.

In fact, uh,
that should cover it right there.

Hey, this is our home,
you son of a bitch.

- We're not going anywhere.
- Declan, easy.

You probably need
your big bro's signature

to make it official anyway,
so I tell you what...

why don't you get back to us
in about, mm,

ten to fifteen years
when he gets out, okay?

He's just
shooting his mouth off.

He does that.

When he's not planting drugs
or guns

on our boat, you mean?

Don't play innocent with me.

Take my advice, okay?

Go along to get along.

I don't want any more trouble
for you guys.

I think you know what you can
do with your advice, Kenny.

I read through the tech report
you provided

of everything
Nolcorp has in development.

Impressive, right?

Incomplete, actually.

There were
significant resources allocated

between 2004 and 2006
to a project

that's vanished from the books.
Something called Carrion.

Look, Daniel, not all our R&D
yields viable products.

Well, whatever it did yield
could be sold off

to recoup our losses.

Unless you're hiding
something from me.

I'm not hiding anything from you.
Oh.

But it has always been my rule

to keep failed development
in house.

Well, everything we do
incorporates bits and pieces...

Well, there are new rules now,
Nolan,

full disclosure
being one of them.

Now I want a report detailing all of
your abandoned development,

and I want it
by the end of the week.

What was that about?

My guess?

Extreme daddy issues.

Had enough time away?

I've been thinking, and...

I was never qualified to be
your C.F.O. in the first place,

so I don't care about
losing my position.

But I care about you.

And if you'll have me,

I'd like to come back to work.

Padma...

You're smart.

There are so many
better opportunities out there.

Unless those opportunities

have an office down the hall
with you in it,

I'm not interested.

Okay. You're hired.

Again.

Hired to what capacity exactly?

You know,
let's not get all territorial.

I'm sure we can find room
for our former C.F.O.

We found room for you,
didn't we?

Of course.

We'll figure something out.

Welcome. Welcome back.

He's not happy.

Neither am I.

I don't have a date for

Emily's charity wine auction
tomorrow night.

Any ideas?

- Conrad.
- Ms. Davenport.

Well, I knew you had moxie,

but showing your face
back here so soon,

if I weren't so intrigued,
I'd be shocked.

I'm here to protect
an investment.

And what investment
would that be?

My time whilst
in your family's employ.

I believe I may still be owed
a few dividends.

Blackmail.

Of course.

Is there anything
that isn't beneath you?

- I don't want hush money.
- Oh?

The truth is,
it would be unwise for me

to start over in a place

where my ability to hold
any number of secrets

might not be as valued
as it is in the Grayson fold.

Oh, well, in case
you hadn't noticed,

my traitorous son now sits
atop my former throne,

in no small part
to your assistance.

So as it stands,

I'm hardly in a position to rehire you
in your former capacity.

We can look at this
either of two ways.

I know where the bodies
are buried,

proverbial and otherwise.

I've been privy to all manner
of chicanery,

from fictional kidnappings
to inflated investor returns.

And the other way,
Ms. Davenport?

Quite simply,
I am good at what I do.

And whilst
your family breathes,

there will be a demand
for my talents.

You do realize you're asking
to reenter Victoria's orbit.

Well, as per my terms,

all of which are nonnegotiable,

the dragon lady
is yours to wrangle.

Well, serendipity prevails,

Ms. Davenport.

You see, these talents you speak of
make you particularly well-suited

to assist in my next endeavor.

So we have a deal?

You might call it that.

Well done.

The net worth
on this guest list

exceeds the G.D.P.
of most small countries.

Well, I don't like to
take "no" for an answer.

That makes two of us.

There is, however,
one client of yours

that I'm having trouble
nailing down...

Um... Helen Crowley.

Aiden mentioned something
about meeting her

at one of your investor
luncheons this summer.

You invited Aiden?

No. I invited Aiden's boss.

Aiden R.S.V.P.'d.

But if he's willing to contribute
to the cause, I can't say no.

Daniel Grayson.

Ms. Crowley, hello.

Evening, Daniel.

I, uh, I hope I'm not
interrupting anything.

No, not at all.

Just dinner with
my colleague Emily Thorne.

She's a consultant for
our philanthropic concerns.

Uh, in fact, she'd love
a word with you if that's okay.

Helen, you're on with Emily.

So nice to meet you.

And you, too,
Ms. Crowley.

Listen, I know how valuable
your time is, so...

I'll get right to it.

I'm hosting a charity
wine auction tomorrow night.

Well, I imagine
Daniel's told you

that I'm a...
a very private person.

I don't make a habit
of going to parties.

Oh, well, I was hoping
you would make an exception.

You see, our charity
supports foster kids

who have aged out
of the system.

They have nowhere to go,
no guidance.

It can be a really scary time
for them.

And... well, the more
deep pockets in attendance,

the better it reflects
on Daniel as the new C.E.O.

I like the way you think.

Perhaps I can put in
an appearance.

Terrific.

I'll put you
on the V.I.P. list.

If all your consultants
are this tenacious, Daniel,

I predict good things
for your future.

Go back to your meeting.
I'll call later.

Very impressive, Ms. Thorne.

I had a curious conversation
with Daniel Grayson recently.

He was inquiring about our
early software development.

It seems like a standard inquiry.

He just wants to assure
fiscal transparency.

No, I think it was
more calculated than that.

He was inquiring about Carrion.

There's no way

he could've happened upon
that information, so...

Somebody
must have tipped him off.

And you think it was me?

You were the one that
dusted Carrion off

and put her on my desk.

I did that to remind you

- of the greatness you're capable of.
- Oh.

Nolan, I'm trying to...

to rebuild the trust you once
had in me, not destroy it.

Look, I wanna...

believe you, Marco.

I do.

But, uh, you can see why
that might be difficult.

- Okay, I'll tell you what I see.
- Mm?

Right before Daniel
comes snooping around,

a certain girl conveniently
shows back up into your life?

You know, I seem to remember
you coming back into my life

in exactly the same fashion.

The only difference being
that I lost my whole company

to Grayson Global
the day you did.

And you know
how sorry I am about that.

Look, at some point,

we are gonna have to
put this behind us.

Okay.

Well, it's a pleasure
to meet you, Mr. Allen.

Thank you for coming.
Enjoy your evening.

Mm.

Did I tell you how beautiful
you look in that dress?

Twice, actually.

Well, what can I say?
Some things are worth repeating.

Master Grayson.

- Jason Prosser, what a surprise.
- Nice to see you, Daniel.

And congrats
on the Nolcorp coup.

Aggressive play.

Your old man never could've
put that deal to bed so quickly.

Don't be so sure.

Whatever acumen I have
for the job I owe to my father.

He was my mentor.

And now he's not even
an employee.

Who is this lovely lady?

Emily Thorne.

Uh, I'm so happy you could
make it, Mr. Prosser.

I'm sorry. I...
I thought you two knew each other.

Actually, your mother
invited me this evening.

And you better have brought
your checkbook.

Victoria, aren't you a vision?

Ah, among other things.

Hello, you two.

I have to say how happy it makes
me to see you together again.

Jason,
you'll be pleased to know

that I had the bar stocked

with the oldest Japanese whiskey
known to mankind.

Come.

What was that about?

The rivalry between my dad
and Prosser is legendary.

She probably invited him here

to embarrass me
on the auction block.

I'm gonna get a refill.

Oh, wow.

Looks like
"Faux-mance: Part deux"

is a runaway success.

How's your other boyfriend
handling it?

As well as can be expected.

Mm.

Oh, look at you,
all gussied up like 007, again.

So what do you got for us today, Q.?

Well, per Moneypenny's request,

I've taken the building's
utility network wireless.

This Nolpad controls all its systems.

Mood lighting, anyone?

- Perfect.
- Good to have you on the team.

I'm gonna find out
what's keeping my date.

So... You think Helen's
gonna make an appearance?

No question.

I'm convinced she has
Daniel's office wired.

She'll come
because she's curious.

Curious about what?

You.

I led her to believe that

you're the one that suggested
that she come tonight.

Right.

Aiden, are you ready for this?

You seem distracted.

Anything but.

On with the show.

They want the bar, Jack.

And Nate offered $1.

Not for a million dollars are they
getting the bar from us.

I know.
That's what I said, but...

You know,
what I can't figure out

is why they want it so bad
in the first place.

It's time you knew the truth.

Declan won't answer
my phone calls.

It's as if
I did something wrong.

Did I do something wrong?

This isn't about you.

Declan's just trying
to keep you safe.

From the Ryan brothers?

They're the ones
behind everything

that's been happening
at The Stowaway,

from Matt Duncan getting
beaten half to death

to Jack being framed
for drug trafficking.

Well, what can we do?

Go to your parents.

My parents? Why?

If the Ryan brothers
want money,

- I've got plenty of my own.
- It isn't about money.

It's about power and influence.

Your mother's on record saying
she'd do anything for me.

My mother isn't exactly known
for living up to her word.

My father, on the other hand,
owes me big-time.

$50,000.

Going once.

Twice.

Sold.

Congratulations

to Aiden Mathis
of Takeda Industries.

Uh, thank you.

And let me assure you
that Mr. Takeda

will be enjoying
this bottle personally.

Thank you.

And now for our final item
of tonight's auction...

the belle of the ball...
a 1945 Chateau D'Huet.

We'll start the bidding off
at a modest $10,000.

$10,000.

Thank you.
Do I have $20,000?

Thank you.

Who will give me $25,000?

Do I have $25,000?

$25,000.
$50,000? Do I hear $50,000?

We have a bid for $50,000.

Do I hear $60,000?

$100,000.

$100,000 from Mr. Grayson.

Do I hear $150,000?

$150,000?

You haven't lost your nerve,
have you, Jason?

The economy's not that bad.

Do I hear $150,000?

$200,000.

$200,000 from Mr. Prosser.

Hell, make it half a mil.

And I don't even drink wine.

$500,000 from Mr. Ross.

Do I hear $600,000?

$600,000.

$700,000.

$750,000.

- $750,000.
- Do I hear $800,000?

$800,000. Thank you.

- Do I hear $850,000?
- $850,000.

$850,000. Do I hear...

$1 million.

$1 million from Mr. Grayson.

Is anyone willing to go higher?

A million going once.

Going twice.

Sold to Mr. Daniel Grayson.
Congratulations.

- Mr. Grayson, congratulations.
- Thank you.

- That was great.
- Thank you so much.

Did you just invite me here

to make your boy seem
less... boyish

in front of his investors?

No, Jason.

I invited you here because
I enjoy your company.

Well, if that's true,

perhaps we could continue
this conversation

somewhere
a little more private.

Well, then.
Let's have another round.

- But the terrace is private enough.
- Mm.

Daniel.

Helen, you made it.

- Sorry I'm late. Is the auction...
- It's finished.

You missed a good show.

Bidding got quite spirited
towards the end there.

Oh, what a shame.
I did so want to contribute.

I'm sorry.
Have you two met?

Aiden Mathis, Helen Crowley.

- Aiden...?
- Mathis.

Oh, pleasure.

Oh, excuse me.
I think it's time to pay the piper.

Yes.

I was hoping
you'd make an appearance.

Really? Hope is so inactive.

And it seems to me you
went to great lengths

to get me here tonight...

employing Daniel's ex-fiancée
to reach me on your behalf.

Oh, the tangled web we weave,
Mr. Mathis.

I just want to see my sister.

- Well, we'll talk later.
- Then I'm at your service.

What do you suppose
those two are chatting about?

Think Aiden's starting
to hedge his bets?

That's a very good question.

1-0-0-0-0-0-0.

I never thought giving away
a million bucks could feel so good.

I assume your charity accepts
simple donations as well.

How kind of you.

You must be Emily.

Helen Crowley.

Helen.

How wonderful to finally put
a face to the name.

It sure is.

Though I am sorry to say,
I was just on my way out.

Oh, well, you mustn't leave
empty-handed.

Let me find you
a bottle of wine.

No, I don't drink.

It clouds my judgment.

Well...

Thank you for your generosity.

Oh.

I should probably go settle up

with the caterers
and the vintners.

It might take
a little while so...

How... How about a drink later,
just you and me?

Sure.

Lovely to meet you, Helen.

You, too, Emily.

So I vetted Stonehaven United,

and I'm not bullish
on their financials.

Well, like this,
I know it's a worthy cause.

My recommendation stands.

Daniel...

Indecision is a sign
of weakness in a leader,

and you need to be better
than your father in every facet.

You buy that company now
so you don't regret it later.

Good night.

You're asking me
to seriously question

the integrity
of a police investigation

based on the word of the accused
and the mother of his child?

Daddy, you of all people
should understand.

You've been framed
just like Jack.

Uh, the difference being,
I was 100% certain of my innocence.

Now if Declan would like
a safe harbor

until this storm passes,

he's more than welcome
to stay here.

But as for your baby-daddy,
Ms. Clarke,

I hope you can respect

that I have to act
more prudently

with regard to the influence
my name affords me.

Your wife publicly
welcomed me into your family.

I nearly died in this house
and I didn't ask for anything.

Oh, no, you did attempt to extort
a rather large chunk of money

in exchange for your father's diary.
Did you not?

Let me be frank here.

I don't like that your return
has drawn Charlotte

into an orbit of drugs, crime,
and the threat of violence.

So I would appreciate it if,
going forward,

you would keep your distance
from us.

You know what?

- That's not gonna be a problem.
- Good.

I must say that
Clarke girl is a lost cause.

Did you hear any of that?

Enough to know that if you're
seriously considering

a career shift
towards politics,

then you're missing
an enormous opportunity.

Nolan.

Padma.
Hey, I was just headed out.

Sorry. I know I'm late.

I would've been here earlier

if Marco hadn't thrown
a bunch of work at me.

Strong move.

Why the face?

I'm sure it's nothing,
but earlier tonight,

I overheard Marco on the phone
with Daniel Grayson.

They were talking about someone
named Carrie Ann something.

The way he was talking
gave me this paranoid thought

that he and Daniel
might be trying

to bring in hand-picked personnel
to undermine you, and I...

Padma, I... I really...
I want to talk to you about this,

but, uh, I am in the middle
of... a deal.

Can you meet me back at
the office in an hour?

- Okay, but I...
- Thanks.

You look beautiful!

Permission to come aboard?

Charlotte, I'm sorry.
I should've called you back.

- I just...
- It's okay.

I know you were just trying
to keep me out of danger.

Now it's my turn
to return the favor.

Amanda told you about
the Ryans?

Listen, my dad said you can
come stay at our house

until this whole mess
is resolved.

I gotta stay put.
I got to.

No one is coming in here
and just ripping away

everything my dad
worked so hard to give us.

And, hey, if Jack and I
are going down,

it's not gonna be without
one hell of a fight.

How much for the 9 millimeter?

All yours for $350.

This is worth five times that,
at least.

My lucky day.

Room for one more?

I'm more than a little curious

how it is you know
so much about me.

Well, other than your rampage
against Dmitri Vladov,

we know very little.

You pulled quite the vanishing act
in the ensuing years.

Try the phone.

- It's dead.
- And no reception.

Do you hear that?

Get down on the floor. Now.

What can I say, Vic?

I hate to lose.

Always have.

Well, you did outbid Conrad

for that beautiful Aston Martin
a few years ago.

Yes, but at the time,

I was coveting something
far more beautiful.

Truth is, I meant
to impress you tonight.

Unfortunately,

Grayson Global's
brash new C.E.O.

proved a more formidable opponent
than I was prepared for.

Oh, well, get used to it.

With the takeover of Nolcorp,

Daniel's developed
deep pockets and a big ego.

And soon,
he's going to be adding

a new feather
in the company cap

with the acquisition of
Stonehaven United.

Stonehaven?
Interesting.

Oh, my God.

Jason, that's not public knowledge.
Loose lips.

Victoria, please.
It's already forgotten.

The only thing on my mind
this evening is you.

Well, I have to make
the long ride home.

Don't tell me
I'm gonna lose you, too.

On the contrary.

You're still very much
in the race.

I want M&A together
first thing.

The target is
Stonehaven United Solutions.

What is
your interest in Stonehaven United?

Don't say anything.

As long as you know what
they need to know,

they won't kill you.

Bad advice.

Next time the chamber
will be loaded.

Who hired you
to spy on Daniel Grayson?

Go to hell.

Wrong answer.

Let's get this party started.

What do you want?

To give you a chance...

- Which is more than you deserve.
- Oh, yeah?

A chance to what?

To get outta here
before you bleed.

Either you and your brother
pack it up and leave tonight...

Or what, hmm?

Or you're gonna wish you'd
taken me up on my offer.

Amanda.

I've been calling you.
Excuse us.

Yeah.

Ashley,
what are you doing here?

- Jack's upstairs.
- He's waiting for you.

- Jack.
- Hey.

- Oh, my God.
- Oh, baby.

What happened?

Mr. Grayson here

made some kind of deal
with the court.

They dropped the charges?

No. Uh, my co-chair
on the, uh,

on the Liberty Project
is friendly with the judge,

so I just called in a favor.

And I asked the judge
to set a lenient bail.

What made you change your mind?

Oh, well, I don't know.

You know,
as a citizen of some influence,

I felt it was my duty
to clean up police corruption

and drug trafficking
in my own backyard.

And as a father,
I was concerned about my daughter...

- And her sister.
- Cut the crap.

- What's in it for you?
- Amanda.

No, no, no.
That's all right.

She has every right to be
suspicious about my motives.

And, yes, Ms. Clarke,

I came to my senses
and realized

that your predicament
is my opportunity.

Mr. Grayson has decided
to run for public office,

and I suggested
that helping you

and cleaning up
police corruption in Montauk

would be beneficial
towards restoring

his public profile.

That is, of course,
if you'll accept my help

and my apology.

Can we get a couple minutes?

Of course. Yeah.

Take all the time you need.

The only way to leave here alive

is to cooperate.

You're wasting your time.

Cooperate,
and they'll kill you.

Fine. You first.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

- Quick, let's go.
- Wait.

No, now!

Brava.

Well, let's see if she buys it.

We need to split up.
Do you have a car nearby?

Uh, not far.

Who were those guys?

I have my suspicions.

Good-bye, Mr. Mathis.

You guys are back early.

What, your big date flame out?

Better question...

What are you doing here
so late?

This is when I get
my best work done.

Oh, would that be your work...

Or Daniel's?

Okay. This again.
Um...

Nolan, what...
What do I have to say to you?

- What... what can I do?
- You can stop embarrassing yourself.

Every move that you've made
since you've come back

has been about undermining me.

What have you been telling him?

The truth,

a concept that
continues to elude you.

Check my e-mails.

Check my e-mails.

Check every last communication
I have made

since I started
working here again.

Don't mind if I do.

And since you would've never
run it through standard e-mail...

It would have to be

A ghost.

Not unlike this one,

sent to
Daniel's personal e-mail.

"Subject: Missing R&D.

"N.R. will deny
it ever existed.

Don't take no for an answer."

It's the ghosts that get you.

Nolan, look,
I swear to you, I did not...

- I did not write that.
- Look...

Get out.

Forever.

Um...

You're making
a very big mistake.

How'd we do?

- Brilliant.
- It was Oscar-worthy.

Helen's on the hook?

Well, I'm still alive,
aren't I?

Look, we should, um...
We should celebrate.

Oh, Aiden, I would love to,
but...

I'm expecting company.

Emily,
if our plan tonight worked,

you shouldn't have to keep up
this charade with Daniel.

Well, if it works.

Until we know for sure,
we stay the course.

And don't worry.
I'll control the situation with Daniel.

Fair enough.

Every plan has a fatal flaw.

Emily?

Sometimes it's the heart...

How about
a $1-million nightcap?

Even in those who are supposed
to be the most careful.

But a careful nature
doesn't always ensure success.

When a plan is built
on an unstable foundation...

Failure is not only
a possibility,

it's a certainty.

I can't believe you're
opening this with me.

Ah, live for the moment, right?

Besides, you're worth it.

What shall we toast to?

Taking it slow
and drinking it quickly.

Mm.

Ugh.
Oh, my goodness.

Oh, it's gone bad.

Oh, my goodness.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, what the hell?
It's for a good cause.

Aiden.

Excuse me.

I think I can guess what you're doing here.

Yeah, I saw the lights were on.

Uh, I thought
I'd fetch my things.

- Daniel.
- Aiden.

I hope I'm not
interrupting anything.

No, not really.
Um, it's fine.

Here.

Here.

I'll, uh, just take it that
that's everything, then.

It is. Trust me.

Okay.

Night.

Sorry.

No, I should...
I should get going, too.

Thank you for the wine, really.

That was a lovely gesture.

Yeah. Maybe we should quit
while we're behind...

For now.

Yes.

It's me.

I have an update.

I have confirmation Nolan Ross

is hiding the Carrion program
somewhere inside the company.

Good.
We're counting on you.