Revenge (2011–2015): Season 2, Episode 16 - Illumination - full transcript

Previously on Revenge...

We have to get him
to a hospital.

I gotta get outta here
and finish what Amanda started

before it's too late.
The Graysons framed her father.

Now that Conrad's running
for governor,

he'll be forced
to vacate his seat

on Grayson Global's board,

which means that you can get
closer to Daniel.

Look, we make one hell
of a team.

You deal me back in,
and I swear,

the sky's the limit.



In spite
of our strained history,

Amanda was, um, family,

as are you and your son.

On top of all the misery,

to find out that
you were lying to me, too?

Did you know about her plan
for the Graysons?

Jack, I am so sorry
about everything.

I don't have time for this.

I've gotta bury my wife
in an hour.

Hoping I could come by
and visit you next week,

talk about finding a way
to honor Amanda.

My door is always open.

The Amanda Clarke I knew
was a survivor.

Who are you?



I'm her brother.

"Oh, a match.

It might afford her
a world of comfort..."

"If only she dared
to strike one."

"It was a bright
and wondrous flame,

"like a candle,

"and she carefully
warmed her hands over it.

- It was..."
- "A wonderful light."

To carry a secret
is to play with fire.

Try to pass it on,

and you risk
hurting someone else.

Hold on to it...

And eventually,
you'll get burned.

Are you certain that nobody
knows about this place?

Not a chance.

This is our safe haven.

And you definitely look like
you're in need of one.

Mm.

Where have you been?

I went to the cemetery...

To have a quiet moment
with my father and Amanda.

I can imagine the depths
that solitude brought you to.

I wasn't alone, Aiden.

My foster brother showed up.

I haven't seen him in...
fourteen years.

I... I assume
he didn't recognize you.

No.

No, but him being here
is the last thing

that I need right now.

Have you any reason to
think he may wish you ill?

I burned down our house.

Why do you always draw
the same thing?

So I never forget
what my father did.

- Killed all those people?
- He lied to me.

- Who's lighting matches?
- Hide.

Amanda! Eli!

What did I say
about playing with fire?

Where's Amanda?

I haven't seen her.

Liar. Into the bin.
Let's go.

Eli was my protector.

And in return,

I promised never to let
anything separate us.

And nothing ever did until...

I set that fire.

I have a ton more from the wedding
if you need me to print them out.

Oh, no.
I think these will suffice.

Mom, this idea for
a foundation in Amanda's name,

it's such an amazing way
to honor her.

For you to be dedicating
your time to it,

I'm just so proud of you both.

See you, sweetheart.

Oh, good morning, Daniel.

How did you sleep?

I didn't.

I'm still trying to figure out

what the Initiative is planning
and how to stop it.

The success
of their schemes lies

in keeping the pieces disparate

so as to prevent anyone
from connecting the dots.

You'd do better concentrating
on deflecting the blame.

By placing it on Aiden Mathis.

Better him than you.

Even after he proved
his loyalty?

You need to watch your back
with that one.

Have you forgotten
his pursuit of Emily?

And he was instrumental
in my ousting at the company,

was he not?

No more so than I was.

Yeah, a betrayal for which

I've only just begun
to forgive you,

but you are my blood.

Mathis is a...
common parasite.

Would you say the same
about David Clarke

or his daughter?
Mm.

I know ruining lives
is in your D.N.A.,

but I'm not allowing
another innocent person

to pay the price for our sins.

I wish that
I could expedite the claim

on your wife's policy,

but I'm afraid it won't be
fully processed

until the criminal investigation
is closed.

I understand.

If it would give you
peace of mind...

I could set up
a life insurance policy

to make sure that
your baby is taken care of

in the unlikely event
of another tragedy.

Yeah.

I think that'd be a good idea.

I'll draw up the paperwork
and I'll give you a call.

Thanks.

Hey.

You okay?

I'm just going crazy

trying to make sense
of that night.

What happened out there?

Somebody pulls me
out of the water,

calls an ambulance for me,
doesn't leave a name?

I'm still trying to figure out
why Nolan told me

you two had checked in
to the hotel in Nantucket.

He said that?

Yeah. I gotta go.

Hello.

Jack, it's Victoria Grayson.

I know how difficult
this time is for you right now,

so please allow me to be brief.

I appreciate that.

Well, Conrad and I
remain devastated

over your terrible loss.

And we asked ourselves
how we could keep Amanda alive

in more than just our hearts.

So we arrived at this idea

of creating a foundation
in her name.

- You mean like a charity?
- Precisely.

In light of
Amanda's difficult childhood,

we thought our goal could be
a better tomorrow by promoting

and protecting the well-being
of children today.

We could call it
the Amanda Clarke Foundation

or the Amanda Porter Foundation
if you like.

Amanda Clarke's
more appropriate.

Then can I say
we have your blessing?

Yeah, you have my blessing.

Thank you.
I'll speak to you soon.

What a wonderful idea.

I hope I'm not interrupting.

Charlotte called me and told me
what you were up to,

and I would love to offer
my services as co-chair, Victoria.

What do you think?

Oh, a quarter
of a million dollars.

That's very generous.

I'll take your offer
under consideration.

Pardon me.
There's a young man at the door.

He says
he's Amanda Clarke's brother.

Foster brother to be specific.

Eli James.

It's an honor to meet you,
Mrs. Grayson.

My apologies, Mr. James,
but this is quite unexpected.

Mm. Well, as was the news
of my sister's death.

Your daughter Charlotte
invited me.

Unfortunately, without enough
lead time to make the funeral.

Well, it was a lovely ceremony.

I'm sure Amanda would've
appreciated the fact

that you did everything
you could to be there.

Mr. James, Emily Thorne.

You look... familiar.
Do I know you?

We met at the cemetery.

Of course. Of course.

You said that you, uh,
knew Amanda well.

I... I did.
I'm her baby's godmother.

She looks happy.

How long are you in town for,
Mr. James?

I hadn't put a clock on it.

I was on my way back
from business in London

when I heard the news.

Well, what line
of business are you in?

- Rare books.
- Fascinating.

Well, if your schedule allows,

we would love for you
to be an honored guest

at the inaugural benefit
in your sister's name.

I would love to.

Excuse me.

Hello.

Oh, hey. I'm at your house.
Where are you?

I'm with Victoria.

She's putting together
a foundation in honor of Amanda.

I wanted to see
how I could help.

I bet you did. Well...
Don't let me interrupt.

Oh, my God.
I completely forgot.

Stay there.
I'll be right down.

I am so sorry.
I am late for a breakfast meeting.

Um, maybe I can
call you later, Victoria,

- to continue our discussion?
- Certainly.

- It was a pleasure to meet you.
- Thanks.

And since I'll be
staying for a while,

I look forward
to getting to know you...

And all the people who knew
my sister, of course.

Mm. Speaking of which,
is, uh, Charlotte here?

I wanted to say thank you
for inviting me.

Oh, I'm afraid
my daughter's still at school.

But I'm sure Amanda's husband
would love to meet you,

and I can give you directions
to his tavern.

Perfect.

I don't even know him, Nolan.
I was thirteen.

But I highly doubt
that he was in London

buying antique books last week.

Well, you think we could be
dealing with another Tyler?

Tyler was sick.
Eli is a wild card.

But if he figures out who I am,
he could ruin everything.

Mm. Well,
I'll check him out.

So long as Padma's in
a holding pattern with the Initiative,

it'll be a welcome distraction.

- They haven't reached out to her yet?
- Not a peep.

She's in seclusion
until they do.

- Where are you going?
- I have to talk to Jack before Eli does.

Well, I thought Jack
wasn't talking to you.

You do know that guilt
is a bottom-feeder?

It can't be drowned
in your afternoon tumbler.

Oh, I'm sorry if I can't
reconcile the taking of a life

as easily as you.

The name "Amanda Clarke"
keeps ringing my ears.

Well, then we have
something in common.

But where you let it
consume you,

your mother and I have chosen to
resurrect her.

Oh, by slapping her name
on a charity.

If I recall,
you did the exact same thing

when you created
the Victims United Fund

after the crash of Flight 197.

Well, it's a bit of good
born of tragedy.

And which did, by the way,

help me sleep a little better.

Hopefully a similar gesture

will do the same for you.

And what exactly
is in my future,

the Aiden Mathis Fund?

The head of the Charles.

It seems like that regatta was just...
yesterday.

Twenty meters to go
with your scull two lengths behind,

and you drew on your
God-given strength to win.

Seeing you awarded this medal
was one of my proudest moments.

Thanks for the walk
down memory lane.

Yeah, a walk I can take
only because I wasn't

rotting away in some cell missing
your accomplishments. Daniel...

We do what we do
not for ourselves,

but for something
beyond ourselves...

Me for the family
I already had,

and you for the family
I'd like to imagine is in your future.

Daniel, I...

Uh, Mr. Grayson.

How do you do?

Quite well, Mr. Mathis,
as do you, I understand.

Daniel was just telling me
his plan to nominate you

as my successor to the board.

Yes, well, your endorsement
would mean a great deal.

I don't see why I shouldn't.

Given the profitable direction
of the firm,

I've come to trust
my son's judgment.

Well, thank you very much.

Uh, Daniel, if you'd like
to grab a drink after work,

there's some acquisition proposals
I'd like to run by you.

Sounds great.

* Well, I been
rich and I been poor, *

* ain't no use
in keeping score. *

* You get lost

* and left wanting more...

- Will you excuse me a second?
- Yeah.

* Yeah, I been up
and I been down... *

Hey.

What can I do for you?

Jack, listen, I know I...
I hurt you.

It was just, um...

Kind of hoping that you'd
give me another chance.

Okay.

How about you start
by answering a question?

When you and Amanda
were in juvie,

what was the opinion
she had of her father?

What do you mean?

I got her foster brother here

saying the entire time
he knew her,

she hated her dad.

- He said that to you?
- Among other things.

Now if that's true,

why would Amanda risk everything
trying to prove

that the Graysons
had David Clarke framed?

All right. Thanks, Jack.

Will I be seeing you
at the foundation party?

- Wouldn't miss it.
- Good.

- Eli, Emily...
- Don't worry.

Mrs. Grayson
introduced us this morning.

Jack...

Guy has got the weight
of the world on his shoulders.

Not at all the, uh,
footloose dock boy you told me about.

Is he, Amanda?

That's a nice tattoo.

You're lookin' pretty good
for a dead girl.

You really fell off the map
after you did your time.

I mean, I spent years
trying to track you down,

but all I found was a stripper
passing herself off as you.

When I saw her photo,

I knew you weren't really dead.
So...

What's the con?

No con.

I just got sick of trying
to outrun my name...

So I traded it for the one
I have now.

So Emily Thorne...
That's the... dead girl?

That doesn't seem like
an even trade to me.

I mean, you got money
and shed the name,

but the stripper gets
a broke-ass boyfriend

and a one-way ticket to
the bottom of the Atlantic?

Eli...

Why did you come here?

I already told you.

Your illegitimate sister
invited me.

If it's money that you want,
I've got plenty of it.

But I can't have you
staying here.

Hey.

You're not worried that I'm
gonna mess things up, are you?

I mean, you... You do remember
who you're talking to, right?

Everyone says you set that fire
at your last house on purpose.

People believe
what they want to believe.

Tell me the truth.
I'll believe you.

Amanda, get back up here.

The Petersen family
wants a second look.

Don't blow it.

Look, it's not that I don't
trust you. I do.

I've just worked really hard
at starting over.

And it seems like
you have, too.

Antique books?

That's just a scam I run
on dumb rich people.

I also got 'em believing

I graduated cum laude
from Columbia.

Eli, these people might be rich,

but they're not dumb.

Eventually,
they're gonna figure you out.

Well, I can't have that.

I've already got outstanding
warrants in three states.

What if I told you that I had a way
to wipe your record clean?

You can make that happen?

I'll even provide the means
for you to start over.

You just have to do it
somewhere else.

Well, if it ain't Danny Grayson,
king of the world.

I know you?

Nah, I'm just a grunt
over at Ellicot & Cowles.

I know. It's not top tier
like Grayson Global.

I actually got my M.B.A.

Hey, not now, pal.

I was just wondering if maybe

you could recommend
a red to me...

Something in
the million-dollar range.

- I'm serious, man. Back off.
- Whoa. Hey, I admire you.

You know, you get handed
the keys to the kingdom,

and then here you are getting
sauced before closing bell.

I said back off.

Say it walking, my friend.
Now.

What the hell are you doing?
I don't need you to defend me.

Trust me,
I was saving that guy,

and you from a lawsuit.

Okay?
I heard what he's saying.

He's the one that's trying
to make money the easy way.

What the hell is it
with you anyway?

First you come after my job,
then my fiancee.

Now you want to be
my guardian angel?

I was protecting
your best interests.

Yeah, well, maybe you should
start protecting your own.

You think you want my life?

Be careful what you wish for.

Mr. Mathis.

I was wondering if you might
share a few minutes

to discuss some business.

Particularly, my son.
I'm concerned about him.

I think that would be a great idea.

Your timing couldn't be better.

Well, timing, as they say,
is everything.

In the corner to your left.

- Help you?
- My name's Jack Porter.

The police said an ambulance
picked me up from this slip

over Labor Day weekend.

You the guy
from that boat fire?

Yeah.

Sorry to hear about your wife.

- Terrible thing that happened.
- Yeah, thanks.

I don't suppose
you were here that night?

I already told the cops
everything I know.

Hey.

My wife died that night,

and I have no idea
what happened to her out there.

Do you have any idea
what that's like?

Look, I'm just trying
to get some answers here.

Somebody pulled me onto
these docks and saved my life.

If it wasn't you,
just tell me who it was.

I can't go on like this.
Please.

A guy called asking to charter
my speedboat on Labor Day...

The Rose Gray.

I left the boat key
in an envelope for him

- inside the console.
- Without ever having met him?

Later that night,
he called again.

We met back here on the dock.
There was blood everywhere.

So he paid me money,
a lot of money,

to keep me
from asking questions

and to buy
the Rose Gray outright.

- And you didn't catch a name?
- Like I said, he paid cash.

Do you remember
what he looked like?

Tall, sandy hair, blue eyes...

That's all I remember, kid.

Anyone asks...

They'll hear a different story.

- I got a family, too.
- Yeah. That's all right.

You told me plenty.

Victoria.

Quite the turnout.

I can only imagine
what Amanda would say

if she were here.

I can think of a few things.

- Nolan, it's lovely to see you.
- Hello, Victoria.

Emily, my apologies for
not getting back to you

on your offer to co-chair,
but to be honest,

with all your
philanthropic commitments,

I don't think that you
have time to fulfill

what this position demands.

So you found another candidate?

Well, I am considering
my options.

- Excuse me.
- Charming event.

Ohh.

Much more handsome
than his mug shot.

Not exactly a face

that screams "extortion"
and "embezzlement," is it?

Hey there, Emily, right?

Eli, this is Nolan.

He's assisting
in what we discussed.

Got it.

Nice to meet you, Nolan.

Shall we, then?

I'd like to get a jump
on the raw bar.

Oh. Eli James.

That's quite
the criminal record.

- Any relationship to Jesse?
- Hmm.

Can we wipe the slate or not?

Poof.

And as promised,

some money to get you started
somewhere else.

Now will you go?

That, uh... was the deal,

but... I wouldn't want
to be rude

by bowing out
of the party too soon.

Excuse me.

I am not entirely convinced
your faux bro

plans to hold up
his end of the bargain.

Well, I'll have to make sure he does.

Mm. Cheers.

Charlotte.

Hey, you looking
for an escape route?

Declan, you made it.

Where were you all day?
Did you skip school?

I tried calling you.

Sorry.
My day just slipped away.

Here you are.

- Hey, man.
- Hi.

- Eli James.
- Declan.

Eli grew up with Amanda.

Declan is
Amanda's brother-in-law.

And your boyfriend.

Ah. Well,
Charlotte here is a sweetheart.

She was nice enough to show me
around the island today.

So that's where your day went?

Can we talk?

Sure, but can it wait?

There are a few people
I wanted to introduce Eli to.

Hey, man.
Why don't I get you a drink?

Mm. You look like
you could use it.

You know what?
I'm good.

You guys go ahead and, uh...

You call me when you're not
so preoccupied.

Only Ashley Davenport
can whip together

such an elegant gala
so quickly.

Thanks, Emily.

I'm glad someone appreciates

that these parties
don't just throw themselves.

Listen...
You know the heads-up

that you gave me about Amanda?

I wanted to return the favor
before anybody else gets hurt.

Amanda's foster brother?
What about him?

He and Amanda were not
as close as he's claiming.

Amanda told me that
a couple of years ago,

he looked her up at the club
she was working at.

He was in trouble
with some people.

He needed some money.

If I were the Graysons,
I wouldn't be comfortable

with him under this roof.

Okay. I'm on it.

I take it that's
the prodigal brother.

In the flesh.

And on the prowl,
by the looks of it.

Well, maybe I could
take a few pointers

on wooing Grayson offspring.

Daniel still hasn't
spoken to me

since his meltdown in midtown.

Does he know that
his father intervened?

No, not yet.

And still no details
on the position

that Conrad wants
to discuss with you?

No, but I have a feeling
I'm about to find out.

Look, in the meantime,

why don't you
give Daniel a push?

Help assuage his guilt
about putting me

between him and the Initiative.

No, it's too risky.

He'll question my motives

from the moment
I knock on his door.

Well, perhaps I can
lead him to yours.

Are you telling me

Eli's a wolf
in sheep's clothing?

Because all all I can see
is the sheep.

If he and Amanda were,
in fact, estranged,

then why is he here?
What does he want?

What every sheep wants:
Money, status. Who cares?

I'm just relieved
he's not allied

with that poor lost soul.

Who told you this anyway?

- Emily Thorne.
- Oh.

Well, all the more reason
to welcome him with open arms.

I can handle anyone
who operates in subterfuge,

present company included.

You gotta be kidding me.

Look, um...

I'm just here to try
and talk some sense into you.

We're not friends.
I accept that.

But I know it's not like you
to be in your cups at midday

or take on some shiny suit
at the slightest provocation.

As long as my future's
tied up with yours,

I have a stake
in your well-being.

Mm. I'm touched.

You gonna recommend
a therapist?

No.

But I do know someone
you can talk to.

Look, you, uh...

You accused me of
having designs on your ex,

but I assure you,
I've moved on.

Emily, on the other hand,
hasn't.

And that was, uh,

painfully evident for
the entire time we dated.

I just thought you should know.

And if there's anyone who can

help you through whatever it is
you're suffering,

then we both know
she's a good listener.

Did she put you up to this?

'Cause I imagine it's how
you scored your invite tonight.

No.

Once again,
your instincts fail you.

It was your father
who summoned me.

Regardless of what
you're gonna donate,

it's gonna be,
I don't know, half of it's...

Can I have a word?

Well, I certainly hope
this word is worth 100 grand,

because that's about the size
of the donation you just scared off.

Yeah, I hope your explanation's
worth twice that,

'cause I'm gonna take you out

right here
in front of everyone.

Oh, variations on the theme
you set at happy hour.

Aiden Mathis just told me

you appointed him treasurer
of the foundation.

What the hell are you doing?

What you don't have
the brass to do.

Whilst every dime we collect
in Amanda Clarke's honor

will be distributed
to those in need,

neither the patrons...

Nor the future
treasurer of the A.C.F.

will ever be aware
of its true purpose.

This whole
foundation's a front?

You... You are unbelievable.

After
the downing of Flight 197,

the investigation
tied up all of our capital.

We could have lost everything,
Daniel.

Well, this time,
I'm intent on keeping our assets

out of the government's reach.

Yeah, well, and here I thought

you were just doing this
for your conscience.

No, in fact...
My intent here

was to lift the weight
off yours.

You've clearly been dragging
your feet in targeting Mr. Mathis.

And as you said,
I've already framed one man, right?

Listen to me.

When the Initiative
inevitably lowers its hammer,

it needs to appear
that Mr. Mathis

not only assisted in the plot

but has also taken off
with our money.

We will be safe legally
and financially.

I've made the first move
in that direction.

The next is yours, son.

Amanda and I weren't just friends.
We were family.

Check out faux bro

climbing Mount Grayson
like it ain't no thang.

I'm gonna go over there.

And even though it's been
over a decade

since I last saw her...

She left a lifelong impression.

She was amazing, wasn't she?

She was.

Amanda told me that
she felt so much guilt

for what she did,

starting that fire.

You must blame her
to some degree.

What is this about?

Well, the foster home
where we lived,

Amanda and I
were called invisibles...

The kind of kids
adoptive parents

wanted nothing to do with...

Too old, too jaded.

Only thing we had to rely on
was each other.

Until one day, it looked like
a family might actually

take her in after all.

I always thought that

she started that fire
so they wouldn't want her,

and...

We could stay together.

I don't think I could imagine
a sadder way to grow up.

It wasn't easy,

especially for Amanda.

She was a troubled girl.

Well, who's to judge?

After the hand life dealt her,

whose daughter she was...

And yet, here you are,

a shining example of a child
who persevered,

from a foster home
to Columbia University.

Well, in the face of tragedy,
I count myself lucky.

After the fire,
I went on to a better home,

a family who adopted me
and gave me a real education.

Which is why I...

Wanted to donate this
to the cause.

- $100,000.
- Mm.

In honor of Amanda,

and all of the... invisible children.

Uh... Evening, everyone.

I'm Jack Porter. Uh...

I wasn't sure if I was even
gonna make it tonight.

I didn't know if I could
face reality.

Amanda was...

She was my wife.

But in light of everything

that, uh, happened,

I realized...

I can count my true friends
on one hand.

And the Graysons
are among them.

So, Victoria, Conrad,
thank you...

For giving me hope

that something good
might come from all this.

Thank you all for being here.

We applaud your bravery,
Mr. Porter.

Thank you, everyone,
for being here tonight

and for helping us launch
the Amanda Clarke Foundation...

Jack,

what are you doing here?

- Practicing.
- Practicing what?

Lying through my teeth
like you and Emily.

Whoa, whoa, buddy...

I found the guy that you
bought the Rose Gray from.

- What the hell's the Rose Gray?
- The boat, Nolan.

You were the one
who rescued me.

You were there
the night Amanda died.

Okay, Jack, listen, I...

No, no, no, no.

I'm done listening to you.

If you or Emily
were my real friends,

you would've told me
the truth in the beginning.

And you wouldn't be here
rubbing elbows

with the people
responsible for her death,

the very people
she came here to destroy.

What was that about?

Uh, nothing I can't handle.

You've got your hands full
right now.

...Far reaching,

not to mention
vigorous and bold,

which is why I simply can't
imagine a better soul

to join me as co-chair
than Eli James.

Come up here, Eli.

Mrs. Grayson.

I thought we had a deal.

So did I,

until I overheard
Victoria's little sidekick

relaying your warning
against me.

- Precautionary measures.
- I bet.

But with you handing out
$100,000 checks,

it's obvious that
there's more to the story

than you're telling me, and...

Now you've got me curious.

Emily.

Hi.

Can I talk to you?

Yeah, I was just
on my way home, actually.

Even better. I'll...
I'll walk you.

Okay.

Eli?

Oh, I was hoping
to catch Daniel.

I wanted to introduce you
to him.

Actually, he just left
with your neighbor.

Emily Thorne?

That's the one.

What are you doin'?
Pervert.

She sure made
a beautiful bride.

Get outta here, Nolan.

Get out
before I call the police.

You know what?
Go ahead and call 'em, Jack.

Because I would tell them

the same thing
that I'm about to tell you.

As much as I'd like
to take credit

for saving your life
the other night,

that's not what happened
out there.

What is this?

A copy of the title
to the speedboat

formerly known
as the Rose Gray.

Now currently renamed
and registered

to one Kenneth Ryan.

Look, if you don't believe
my hacking skills,

go to the DMV yourself
tomorrow.

Kenny was driving that boat?

Well, that's what
the state record says.

I mean, I guess it makes sense,

considering no one came forward
to say they saved your life.

Wouldn't be the first time

that the Ryan brothers
teamed up against you.

Though maybe Kenny had
a crisis of conscience?

I gotta find him.

Jack, you need to let
the police find him. Hey.

You have got a son
and a brother

that need you alive and well.

The Ryan brothers?

Don't let them take
any more away from you

than they already have.

You're right.

I'm sorry I doubted you.

I shouldn't
be telling you this.

Telling me what, Daniel?
What is going on?

You probably
won't believe it anyway.

And here we are.

This house is
the perfect spot for this.

No one knew better
than David Clarke

what I'm going through
right now.

What are you talking about?

Daniel, are you
in some kind of trouble?

The people that brought down
that plane all those years ago?

They're now forcing me
to coordinate

the financing
of their next plot

through Grayson Global.

Oh, my God.

Have you contacted
the authorities?

No. No, no, I can't.

They'll hurt the people I care about.
Maybe even you. I...

God, it's just every day
I feel this...

this noose tightening
around my neck.

I can hardly breathe,
and I can't get out of it

without putting it
around someone else's.

Well...

Maybe that's what
you're gonna have to do.

Even if it means that person

will suffer the fate
that they had planned for me?

All I care about is you.

Do your parents know
about this?

Know about this?

That's the whole reason
for this party tonight.

They're hiding their money
in this foundation

in case
there's an investigation

and their assets are frozen.

- Are you kidding me?
- No.

Then I guess
I should cancel my check.

No, don't, please.

They'll suspect
I told you something.

I will pay you back every cent.
I promise.

Just... Please don't say a word
about this to anybody.

And the king sat
in his counting room

counting all his money.

While the queen
was in the parlor

eating bread and boozing.

Ooh. There's
quite a healthy buy-in

from Mr. James...
$100,000.

The question is,

what is it
he's expecting to buy?

Did we raise enough money
to form a legitimate charity?

Just shy of $5 million.

No one can accuse you of being
an underachiever, my dear.

So have you come to berate me again
for my wayward ways?

Oh, believe it or not,
I'm right there with you.

With your support, the board should
confirm Aiden Mathis by Friday.

Oh.

Might raise a red flag

if I didn't support
our own cause.

Make sure the treasurer
knows it's tax-deductible.

Well, thank God
he's found the fortitude

to get through this.

I have a pretty good idea
where he got it.

It seems he's been cozying up
to Emily Thorne this evening.

If he is cozying up to someone,

you can bet
Trask will know about it.

Well, then maybe he can help
solve one of our problems.

- Emily.
- Hey, how's Jack?

Well, better.

I have him convinced

that Kenny Ryan
bought that speedboat.

Good.

Listen, you said that Carrion
can overtake any host computer.

Is that true?

Oh, it's never met a firewall
it couldn't level in seconds,

without a trace.

It's marvelous, really.

But, uh, I know you didn't call
to sweet-talk technology.

The Graysons are planning
to move their entire fortune

into
the Amanda Clarke Foundation.

If we can access that account,
then we could...

Bankrupt the Graysons.

That is quite an achilles
you've discovered.

And tomorrow we sever it.

So how do I look?

Like someone about to go to
a board induction, hopefully?

I would say that you
look the part

of both board member
of a corrupt company

and treasurer
for a bogus charity.

Well, the latter position
may not last too long,

as Conrad has me as treasurer
of a Swiss account

for which I seem to have lost
the routing information.

Oh, here.
I borrowed it for Nolan. Sorry.

Thank you.

So I take it the Graysons

are well on the road
towards poverty?

Assuming that Nolan's software

works as well
as he claims it does.

So what are you gonna do
about Eli?

Nothing for now.

If he exposes me,
he'd jeopardize

everything he stands to gain here.
He wouldn't do that.

Look, I don't know
if this has to do with guilt

about that childhood fire
or Amanda or...

- It has nothing to do with Amanda.
- Well, whatever it is,

I don't like seeing you
put yourself at risk

for a person who you owe
no allegiance to whatsoever.

I do owe him.

But I understand
that he's a liability.

I just need to figure out
how to get him to leave

without causing any more harm.

Okay.

Mm.

So... This is where
Aiden-san "waxes off."

Huh.

Make yourself at home.

- See you later.
- Bye.

There's been much speculation

as to who would fill my father's
empty seat on the board, and, well...

I'm thrilled to announce
the victor.

Aiden Mathis.

He's not only capable
of helping steer this company,

but he's got your back
in bar fight, too.

An all-around good bloke.
Welcome aboard.

- Thank you, Mr. Grayson.
- Good job.

So you're certain that Carrion

can access the account
without setting off alarms?

She's a silent killer.

Why do you think I'm so anxious

about who gets their hands
on her?

Watch and be amazed.

Super sub-net firewall...

Demolished.

Ooh, dual-homed gateway...

Crushed.

Rotating integrated matrix...

Impressive and yet...

Mm.

Wait. It stopped.
What happened?

Let me access the mainframe's code,

see what's tripping us up.

This can't be.

What? What is it?

Ems...

I've seen this before.

All the forensic evidence,

your e-mails,
the account transfers...

Everything that the Graysons
had doctored

to have you put away was done
by someone on the payroll.

Well, at first
I didn't know who

until I started searching
the log files.

"The Falcon."

He's a hacker legend.

At one point,
I aspired to be him.

His only flaw: His ego.

He leaves his name
in everything that he codes...

Enough, Nolan.

No, look, the Graysons
paid a lot of people

for a lot of lies.

But this is the one person

they could not
have framed you without.

- If I can just...
- Enough!

Listen, I appreciate
everything that you're doing.

But I can't waste my time
fighting anymore.

But, David, this is the lead that
we have been searching for.

Amanda...
She set another fire.

It's worse than the last one.

She's looking at least
three years in juvie.

You need to forget about me
and focus on her.

She's the only thing
that matters anymore.

You can't let her end up
in a place like this, Nolan.

When she's ready...

I want you to make sure
that she gets this.

It's her future.

I am trusting you

to make sure that she lives
long enough

to have a future, Nolan.

Whoever wrote the code
protecting this bank account

is the same person that
sealed your father's fate.

The man, the myth...

The Falcon is back
on the Graysons' payroll.

Then let's go hunting.