Revenge (2011–2015): Season 3, Episode 11 - Homecoming - full transcript

Emily can't disappear 'murederd and lost at sea' as planned but is hospitalized with amnesia, or faking it, her accomplices wonder. Patrick wants to make up with Nolan, but is turned down and firmly stands with shooting suspect Victoria. Conrad tries to close the Grayson ranks to avoid a crippling scandal, but finds Daniel 'ingrate', while turncoat Lydia is discredited but showed Victoria that Emily is actually the real Amanda. Aden is surprised by Takeda days ex Niko's arrival.

(Emily) My father
was an innocent man,

destroyed by powerful people.

The Graysons are behind this,
and they're gonna pay.

I've dedicated my life
to avenging his death.

Eventually, someone's
gonna find you out.

And I won't stop until
they've all paid the price.

(priest) I pronounce you
man and wife.

I suspect you're about as pregnant
as I am. This photo proves that

you've been targeting my family
and my son for years.

Good-bye, Victoria.

(muffled scream)



(lowered voice) Two minutes and then fire.

I heard everything. You set me up.

- Why did you tell me I was gonna be a father?!
- I'm sorry.

Oh, my God. Where's Emily?

She should've beat me
to the beach ten minutes ago.

(female reporter) Emily Thorne
is still missing at sea.

(siren whoops)
Former Governor Grayson and his immediately family

are being questioned by authorities

at the Hamptons Coast Guard facility.

Now few details are known
at this point,

but what has been confirmed is

socialite Emily Thorne
has disappeared

during her honeymoon cruise
with publisher Daniel Grayson.

Now a Grayson family
spokesperson says



all parties are cooperating
fully with authorities.

And so far, there is
no word yet on suspects

or a motive.

(taps key)

Oh, my God.
Nolan, what happened?

I... I don't know.

I just found out.

Oh, God. Nolan, I'm so sorry.

What can I do to help?

I don't know.

Uh, I'm gonna go find Victoria.

I'll call if I get
any... any information.

Uh, keep in touch?

Yeah, I will.

Okay. All right.

Here's to you, Ems,

and well-laid plans.

(bell clanging)

(gasping)

(grunts)

(inhales deeply)

(grunts)

(groans)

(grunts)

(groans)

(grunts)

(beacon beeps)

No! Ugh!

(grunting)

(bell continues clanging)

(breathing heavily)

(Aiden) I had Emily's signal
for a moment. Now it's gone.

(Jack) I thought you said you could
track her anywhere on the planet?

(Aiden) The transmitter may have
been broken in the fall. I have to go find her.

(Jack) Hold on. The currents
could have taken her anywhere.

Do you understand that?

You saw her dress!
She was shot twice!

And she'll need to treat
her wounds,

so she'll go to
the channel marker,

because we left
an emergency case there.

I don't understand
how this could've happened.

Emily plans
for every last detail.

I thought we'd prepared
for all the variables,

but it turns out
we were lying to ourselves

in order to meet
that damn deadline of hers.

It's all my fault.

No. It's mine.

What are you talking about?

I gave her that deadline.

I told her that
if she didn't finish this,

I would expose
who she really was.

- What?
- (whispers) I just wanted her to stop.

(beeping)

It's her.
She's got it working again.

Go to Ross,
tell him what happened.

You wait for me there.
I may need both of you.

Go!

I was Governor
of this State,

so don't tell me
what can't be done.

I want more choppers
in the air, and I want them now.

Okay.

(helicopters whirring overhead)

(sighs deeply)

We're gonna find Emily, Charlotte.

I'm using all the resources
at my disposal.

You know, I don't get it.

Someone close to us shot Emily.

I know exactly where you were,

and Daniel.

But mom?

(indistinct conversations)

Just let the police do their jobs.

All right, sweetheart?

(man) I hate to ask, Mr. Grayson,

but I need to establish
your whereabouts

at the time
of the shooting.

He was with his family.

We were watching a wedding
video in the main cabin.

I... I'd be much obliged

if you could offer
this young man a moment alone.

(indistinct conversations)
(emergency radio chatter)

We're gonna find her, son.

My photographer and I were
covering the honeymoon

for "Voulez."

We were in the main room
with the family

when the captain sounded
the alarm.

And who was with you
at that time?

I don't know. There was
so much confusion.

Uh, but perhaps these
might help.

They're photos of the event.

Hundreds of them.

Am I free to go now?

Yes Ms. LeMarchal. Uh, but please don't
speak of this investigation with anyone.

No, no. Of course.

(female police officer) And why
weren't you listed

on the official manifest, Ms. Davis?

I was a late addition.

Conrad.

Can you tell
this overblown hall monitor

that I was sitting with you
when Emily was shot?

I can confirm her statement.

But thanks for your diligence, Officer.

(men speaking indistinctly)

(sighs)

I had hoped that
lying to the authorities

was not gonna be a component
of this relationship.

Do you mind sharing
where you actually were?

I didn't do this, Conrad. Honestly.

I was waiting for you
in our cabin.

But since no one can
confirm that,

I didn't want to risk
telling that to the police.

We finally have a second chance
at a life together.

I don't want anything
getting in the way of that.

Neither do I.

We found shell casings
on the deck, Mrs. Grayson.

That means somebody onboard shot
your daughter-in-law.

And yet, I can't seem
to get you to tell me

exactly where you were
when all this happened.

I don't appreciate your tone, detective.

Well, I'm sorry, Mrs. Grayson.

But when a witness refuses to
cooperate, my antenna goes up.

I am not the shooter.

- Let's leave it at that and move on.
- All right.

Let's discuss the public feuds
you've had with the victim.

Not without my lawyer.

(motor whirring in distance)

(labored breathing)

(grunts)

(whirring continues)

(turns off motor)

(ragged breathing)

(grunts, inhales sharply)

We need to get you to a hospital.

(whispering) Don't take me back.

(shivers)

Let's just go.

(sniffles)

(grunts) Like we wanted to.

If I don't get you help, you're
going to die. Do you understand?

(grunts) I just want...

(exhales sharply) I wanna be with you.

(whispers) Okay. Okay.

Emily. Em.

- Emily, you stay with me.
- (Emily groans and shudders)

Emily?

(loud crash)

Hmm? (grunts)

(click)

Oh, God.

(man) Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!

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"Homecoming"

Everything fell apart.

Aiden said that Victoria even
knew about the fake pregnancy.

So Victoria shot her?

She couldn't have.

He drugged her and brought her
below deck.

Well, then who did this?

We're gonna find out.
Emily's alive.

She's at Suffolk Memorial.

I found her on a boat.
She was in shock.

So I didn't have much time but I made
sure that the captain discovered her.

You didn't bring her in?

I couldn't take the risk.

Our connection would've
been revealed,

- and Emily would've been exposed.
- You can't toy with her life like that.

Your plan is over. Let it go!

Who the hell are you
to lecture me?!

You were the one
who drove her to this.

So why don't we focus
on how we can help her?

Because if she survives,

she is still in danger,
maybe now so more than ever.

He's right.

Once the Graysons find out she's
alive, they'll... they'll panic.

They'll spin some cover story
to protect themselves...

- Or they'll finish the job.
- Not on my watch. I'm gonna get some answers.

How you gonna get past the Graysons?
They'll turn that hospital into a fortress.

Then it's a good thing
that I paid for half of it.

You wanna help Emily?

Go talk to
that girlfriend of yours.

She was there.

Find out what happened.

Mom?

I've been trying to get to you
for over an hour.

- What the hell is going on here?
- (whispers) Oh, my God.

I've become an official
person of interest.

And judging by the look
on my attorney's face,

I have every reason
to be concerned.

Is there...

something you wanna tell me?

If there is, you know,
I can handle it.

No, I didn't do it, Patrick.

But after learning the truth
about Emily, oh, I wanted to.

What truth?

She has been targeting
my family for years.

She even faked her pregnancy
to trap Daniel into marriage.

I confronted her.
She admitted it.

But you should've seen
the look on her face,

as if she were taunting me.

Why would she
come after you like that?

I have no idea.

It's like an obsession.

I shouldn't have left you
last night.

Do not punish yourself.

You're the only person
I can truly trust.

(whispers) And I need you
now more than ever.

Well, then come here.

Sit down, please.

We're gonna prove
that you're innocent.

I don't know how.

I'm in terrible trouble.

I was with Emily
just before she was shot.

- And then what happened?
- I don't know. I, uh...

(inhales deeply) I...

blacked out.

And then I woke up
in the stateroom.

I have no idea
how I got there.

You gotta
tell the police that.

A story that sounds like
delusional ravings

of a woman who's trying to prove
she's innocent?

No, Patrick.

My only hope is that
this never surfaces.

Daniel, I need you to focus.

Sorry.

We were talking about
your mother.

Can you tell me about
her problems with Emily?

What has that got to do
with anything?

Well, I think it's safe to say
they don't... get along.

My mother didn't shoot her.

Lydia Davis claims

Victoria was upset with Emily
right before the attack.

Something about a photograph?

Lydia Davis is one
step above a call girl.

Her word means nothing.

Well, if I only took the word
of respectable people,

I'd never solve a case.
(door opens)

(male officer) Detective,
you have a second?

Vessel... (inaudible words)
with the Coast Guard.

Thanks.

They found your wife.

- (whispers) Is she, uh...
- Yes.

She's alive.

(gasps)

(female doctor) Emily's a very lucky woman.

She suffered massive blood loss

from the gunshots to the abdomen,

and she sustained a cranial injury

from the impact of the water.

There's been some bleeding
on the parietal lobe,

which we'll monitor,
but she'll pull through.

What about the baby?

I think it would be best if
I talk with Mr. Grayson alone.

Come on, Charlotte.

(woman speaking indistinctly over p.a.)

Mrs. Grayson,

I'm afraid the police
have insisted

that you not be allowed access
to the patient.

Daniel, we'll be at the house
if you need us.

Daniel, I'm afraid I have
troubling news.

Blood tests show
your wife was...

never pregnant.

(whispers) Um...

I'd like to keep this private.

- Mm.
- Okay?

Mr. Ross, you may as well
turn around right now.

- This is a family matter.
- Emily is my family

and I'm gonna make damn sure
that yours doesn't harm her.

How dare you speak to me that way,

after what you've been up to.

What has Daniel ever done to you?

Do you get off causing
innocent people pain?

I will let you know
if I meet anyone innocent.

So in the meantime,
I'm gonna go see Emily.

You have no legal right.

Without
a family representative,

you may not go beyond
those doors,

no matter how many wings
you've named after yourself.

(woman speaking indistinctly over p.a.)

Well, let's...

see what your son has to say
about that.

(lowered voice) Look, Nolan,
it's best if you just go.

I thought that we said

that we weren't gonna let
the women in our lives

get in the way of what we have?

So just help me. Please.

(voice breaks) You didn't go
to the city last night.

You were with him.

(crying) I told you these people
couldn't be trusted.

(inhales deeply) How could you?!
Oh, how could you?

Mom.

Get out of here.

Go.

(scoffs)

(woman speaking indistinctly over p.a.)

(telephone rings in distance)

(ring)

(monitor beeping steadily)

(Emily inhales sharply)

(groans)

(exhales sharply, sniffs)

(weakly) Where...

(breathes deeply)

Where am I?

You're in the hospital.

Why?

(inhales deeply, exhales sharply)

(whispers) What happened?

You don't know?

(monitor continues beeping steadily)

What do you remember?

- (voice breaks) Nothing.
- (Emily inhales sharply)

(crying) I don't remember... anything.

(sniffles)

Mm.

Please, tell me...

(whispers) Who am I?

(groans and cries)

- I should've come with you.
- Yeah, believe me,

there was no getting past either of them.
(types on keyboard)

I had no choice but to pull the ejector seat.
(types on keyboard)

Now we have no way in.

Do really think that
I didn't have a backup plan?

(scoffs)
(continues typing)

Welcome to Suffolk Memorial's
internal server. (beeping from web page)

I left a smartphone behind
to create a makeshift hot spot.

Now I have access
to the patient files.

- (Nolan resumes typing)
- Well done. Where's Emily's?

She's stabilized,

but those bullets really did
some internal damage.

(taps button)

Oh, no.

"Transient global amnesia"?

Aiden, that's major
cerebral trauma.

She's surrounded
by the enemy.

She's faking her condition
to buy herself time.

Yeah, it does sound
like my Ems.

She just gave us the opportunity
to move her out of there. - To where?

I know a safe house where
she can get medical attention

away from the Graysons now can you access
the other hospital computer systems?

You give me enough time,

and I will make the toilets
flush in Morse Code.

(flash drive clicks)

(telephone rings in distance)

Margaux.

Hey.

(exhales deeply)

Oh, am I glad to see you.

I got your messages.

- You okay?
- (Margaux exhales deeply)

Uh, yeah. I'm fine.

I am so sorry about Emily.

What happened out there?

I wish I knew. I saw nothing.

I was in the main room.

And all the Graysons claim
to have been there, too.

Someone's lying.

Are these...

Are these copies of the pictures
you gave to the police?

No, I hid these from them.

They're the ones taken
at the time Emily was shot.

After what you told me about
Conrad, I couldn't risk it.

It's a good move.

Well, if Conrad is guilty,

he's done an excellent job
of hiding it.

Look. He's in photo after photo
at the time of the shooting.

This means he had someone else
pull the trigger.

Or maybe he didn't do it.

The press think it's Victoria.

She truly hates Emily.

And she's not in any
of those photographs.

She's not the only one missing
from these pictures.

(woman speaking indistinctly over p.a.)

You've spent more time
out in this hall

than in there with her.

Well, she needs her rest.

Even if she were awake,

I don't know what I'd say.

Don't beat yourself up, Daniel.

None of this is your fault.

(telephone rings in distance)

(monitor beeping steadily)

I checked on Sara.

She's okay.

And don't worry.
Emily will get better.

She will pull through.

(woman speaking indistinctly over p.a.)

I know the police
talked to you about mom.

They asked me, too.

Well, she... she's innocent, Charlotte.

I don't think she is.

No one does.

I never knew how uncomfortable
this chair was.

When I showed you
that picture, Victoria,

I simply wanted you to know
the truth about Emily.

I never expected for you to
shoot her.

You're out of
your depth, Lydia.

You always have been.

Cross me again, and watch
what happens to you.

Ooh. Your confidence is
woefully misplaced, Victoria.

You lack an alibi to
substantiate your claims.

And hiding from your lawyer

instead of offering anything
plausible reeks of guilt.

(inhales deeply) Hmm.

I'm really enjoy remodeling
Grayson Manor.

I always thought this room
could use a splash of color.

(wine glass shatters)

- (Lydia gasps)
- You like that? Huh?

No?

Get out of my house!

You're certainly behaving like
someone incapable of murder.

But I do look forward to your performance
on the stand, my dear.

I've always enjoyed
a good farce.

(sighs deeply)

(brakes screech)

(shifts gears)

(turns off engine)

Ross, I'm here.

- I'm going in.
- I just finished looping the security cameras.

You can now move through
the hospital undetected.

There's one more thing
I need you to bring with you

to the safe house.

Engagement ring, perhaps?

Yeah, few steps ahead of you, Mathis.

Figured you wanna put
that little trinket

back on her finger.

I'll stand by

until you are in position
on Emily's floor.

(whirring, remote clatters)

We need to talk.

Actually, I don't think we do.

See, I needed
your help today.

But instead, you decided to
check back into the Bates Motel.

And you know what, Patrick?

Frankly, I'm not into
mama's boys.

Well, let's continue
to talk about you, Nolan.

You're no different
than Emily.

So now you're going to
attack a woman

that is fighting for her life
in a hospital bed?

- That's classy.
- Oh, please! Let's stop, all right?

She's not as innocent as you
make her out to be, Nolan!

And quite frankly,
neither are you.

You know what, man?

I should've bailed
the minute I found out

you bribed my ex-wife
to get dirt on me.

Well, don't let me
stop you now.

(footsteps retreat)

(door opens)

(door closes)

(sighs deeply)

All right, Mathis.

Let's do this.

(door closes in distance)

I'm in.

(door closes)

(keypad beeping)

(door beeps and unlocks)

(telephone rings in distance)

(woman speaking indistinctly over p.a.)

(monitor beeping steadily)
Shh. Shh.

There's an ambulance waiting
for us downstairs.

I've arranged
for medical attention

to meet us
at the safe house.

(gasps) Please don't hurt me.

Who are you?

(breathing unevenly)

- Emily?
- (Emily breaths heavily)

Emily?
Em, what are you doing?

Help me!
(click)

(alert chimes)
Somebody!

(alert chiming)

(breathing heavily)

(whimpers)

(chiming continues)
There was a man.

(breathing heavily)

He wanted to take me
out of here.

He went out the window.

No. It's okay.

- (Emily groans)
- It was just a nightmare.

- (breathing heavily) No.
- You're all right.

(chiming continues)

You're okay.

What's... What's wrong?

We tried to get Emily out.

It, uh... (exhales)

It didn't go well.

She didn't recognize me.

All I saw in her eyes
was fear.

It's bad.

There's... brain swelling.

It's neurological damage, but...

(inhales deeply)

I did some research,

and her diagnosis is
as psychological

as it is physiological.

So what are you saying? That
it's not just from her injuries?

Her mind shut down.

It's a defense
to deal with the trauma.

Emily needs someone

to just make an emotional
connection with her,

so she feels safe to be...
Well, Ems again.

- (Jack sighs)
- Ross, I was... I was with her. That doesn't work.

Yeah, well,
you went in guns hot.

Emily wasn't exactly primed
to find her happy place.

Getting past the Graysons
won't be easy.

But, Jack...

maybe you can
go talk to Charlotte.

No.

(voice breaks) I did this to her.

I pushed Emily,
and now she's...

(breathes deeply) she's like this.

Seeing me may only
make things worse.

(sighs)

This is evidence
that Margaux found.

I thought you should
have a copy.

(envelope rustles)

(whispers) Take care of her.

Just let him go.

What is the matter
with you two?!

Emily needs us!

Look, for all we know,
someone is biding their time,

waiting to finish the job!

You're right.

What is our next move?

There's some things
I need to do alone.

Mom.

Daniel.

Oh, I'm so grateful you're here.

You understand that
these accusations against me

are untrue?

They say you're gonna
be arrested.

Well, I'll endure.

But I promise you,
nothing is as it seems.

I know.

I know everything.

You've been right about Emily
from the start.

I did it.

(gasps)

I shot her.

You overheard us
on the deck.

I just got a call
about Sara.

She tried to kill herself.

I couldn't breathe.
I went outside.

That's when
I heard you both.

I didn't go up there
to hurt her.

I was just so angry.

Daniel, where did the gun
come from?

I... I don't remember.
I was drunk.

The gun was there.
I... I picked it up, and... and it...

Now they're blaming you.

And I know we've had
our problems,

but I am not gonna let you
go down for my crime.

Daniel, you have to understand
that Emily set you up.

For all we know, she put
the gun there. She is a monster.

I will not allow you
to sacrifice yourself

- for her cruelty.
- No, mom.

- Daniel, please.
- My life isn't your problem to fix.

Now I'm getting a lawyer.

And tomorrow, I'm turning myself
in, and this will all be over.

- (Victorya whispers indistinctly)
- No.

(indistinct conversations)

Victoria.

I'm surprised to see you.

Coming here in the middle
of this media firestorm

may not be
the smartest thing to do,

but... (inhales deeply)

(exhales deeply) I need an ally.

And I couldn't help
but notice

that you've yet to take
a public stance on my guilt.

I like to know all the details
of a story before I tell it.

Jack told you what Conrad did
to his family?

Yes.

How did you know?

I didn't.

But Jack is
a man of principle,

and I would think that he would
want you to know the truth,

given your long-standing history
with my family.

I was shocked to hear
what Conrad is capable of.

I think he's trying
to frame me.

You want more than an ally, Victoria.

You want an objective party
to help prove your innocence.

And expose Conrad's guilt.

You were there, Margaux,

and yet, you don't seem
to buy the police's theory.

Is there something
you're not sharing?

These are copies of photos taken
moments after Emily was shot.

Each guest claims to have been
in the main room.

Lydia.

(chuckles) She's not here.

Which means she lied
to the police.

(monitor beeping steadily)

You look so beautiful.

It was a like
a real-live fairy tale.

You've gotta remember
something.

(whispering) I don't.

- I know you will.
- (Emily exhales deeply)

You're my inspiration, Emily.

I've always relied
on your strength

to get me through
tough times.

I just wish I knew
where you got it from.

(exhales deeply)

(sighs)

My father.

You remember him?

Yes.

That's good, Emily.

What's his name? Tell me.

David.

His name is David Clarke.

These were taken
in the yacht's main cabin

moments after the shooting.

Lydia's nowhere to be seen,

which contradicts
her official statement.

(chuckles) Oh.
If you're trying to frame her,

I assure you, your plan is
as foolhardy as it is desperate.

Oh, I won't be framing Lydia.

You will.

Well, now you can add
"delusional" to the list.

Why would I consent to that?

To protect Daniel.

He shot Emily.

That's absurd. Why would he?
(photos clatter)

Because she is
a sick and venomous liar

who toyed with his emotions.

She broke him, Conrad.

And when he finally
learned the truth about her,

he lashed out.

(whispers) My God.

You're serious.

As serious as Daniel's desire
to protect me.

He will confess
unless we act.

And we cannot let him
throw his life away

for that vicious woman.

(whispers) Ah.

Which leaves us
one course of action.

Lydia goes.

It's a terrible feeling,
betraying someone you love.

I'm so pleased
that you finally get

to experience
the sensation yourself.

(ship horn blows, sea birds call)

(sighs deeply)

Hey.

I thought you'd
be getting Carl by now.

So did I.

But now I'm not so sure.

This thing with Emily has really...

It's really gotten to me.

Yeah. Me, too.

I've been trying
to help her,

but the weirdest thing
just happened.

What?

Emily said
she remembered her father.

And when I asked what his name
was, she said, "David Clarke."

Well, she... I mean,
she probably...

saw you and then
got mixed up, you know?

Maybe.

She seemed so sure of it.

It freaked me out.

Charlotte, um,

I think it might help
if I see Emily.

Look, she's obviously
confused.

I think I can help her remember
that she's Emily Thorne

and not...

someone else.

There you are.

Well...

I know everything that's
happened has been a nightmare.

But I feel safe knowing that
we're handling it together.

What's wrong?

We've been exposed.

I have to revise my statement
to the police.

They'll know I was lying.

Yeah, well, Lydia,
I have no choice.

I mean, I'm facing

an obstruction of justice charge.

Conrad, we're talking about my life.

Our life.

I haven't done
anything wrong.

I need your help.

Well, and I'm gonna
be there for you.

Oh, come on. What do you have
to be concerned about?

After all, you're...
you're innocent, right?

So... (chuckles)

All you have to do
is trust me.

That's what you said
to David Clarke.

Oh, come on. This is
an entirely different situation.

Don't you think?

I'm gonna look after you.

So don't do anything rash.

And stay here,

so...

I know where to find you.

I'll get that for you.

Thank you.

My pleasure.

(town car departs)

(cell phone beeps)

(ring)

(line connects)

It's done.

She's gone.

(cell phone beeps)

That's an interesting tattoo.

What does it mean?

I'm not sure.

(woman speaking indistinctly over p.a.)

I saw you earlier.

What's your name?

Excuse me. Could you give us
some privacy, please?

Sure.

Emily,

meet Jack.

(woman reporter) A statewide search
is on for Lydia Davis,

now the prime suspect

in the brutal shooting
of Emily Grayson.

Police report the socialite
was last seen

leaving an exclusive
East Hamptons Inn

earlier today.

(turns off tv)

So do you have any idea
what you've cost me?

Daniel, I just allowed myself

to believe that life could be

something other than gray
and cold.

And I was forced to sacrifice
all of it to protect you.

Well, I didn't ask you to.

I was handling it myself.

(scoffs and chuckles) You were?

What, by admitting that
you shot your wife?

How very noble for you.

It's more than you would've
ever done.

Have you lost your damn mind?

I just offered you freedom
at my expense,

and you made it
with reprobation?

Okay. All right, fine.

But if that's the case,the next time you
find yourself in need of salvation,

may I suggest that you drop
to your knees and you pray?

Because from here on,
your only hope

will be divine intervention
from the Heavenly Father himself

because your earthly father
is finished with you!

You don't think
I've sacrificed?!

All I have ever done
is sacrifice for everyone!

And I have lost the one person
who meant anything to me,

who never lied to me,
who loved me.

Sara? Well, there's
no accounting for taste.

You say one more thing
about her. I beg of you.

Oh, you wanna take this out on me?
You better think again, because I am this close

to showing you what
I'm truly capable of.

Do it, 'cause I've got
nothing left to lose.

What are you doing here, Niko?

(Australian accent) Well,
when I heard what happened

to Emily Thorne, the news didn't
mention anything about you.

So I came to make sure
you're okay.

Well, I had to go radio silence.
You knew that.

And why are you treating Emily?
That's too risky for you.

I'm the best doctor you know.

I saved your life
when you got shot. Didn't I?

Yes.

And for that,
I owe you a debt.

Which I plan on collecting.

And I thought that instead
of trying to find you,

it'd be easier to just
stay close to Emily

and hope you showed up.

Well, you shouldn't have come.

Well, I'm here,

So use me.

Fine.

You stay close to Emily.

But whatever you do...

Don't trust the Graysons.

I know. I remember.

Do you remember
what I told you?

Yes.

Nothing's changed.

You're getting rid of it?

It's been tarnished,

and thus lost
its unique appeal.

I'm sorry
for letting you down.

I can't tell you how to live
your life, Patrick,

or who to live it with.

Do what makes you happy.

I know what you're doing.

Someone hurts you, and you run.

That's your M.O., right?

I'm not gonna let you
push me away.

No, I told you before,
we're a team.

So I'm staying right here.

And together,
we're gonna take down

everyone who ever
wronged you...

Conrad, Emily, and Nolan.

He keeps this, um, box

Locked up behind the painting
that he took from you.

Uh, it's got this design etched
on the side of it.

Two infinity symbols.
They're linked together.

I swear I've seen it before.

Was it something like this?

It was exactly like that.

There's something
so familiar about you.

Well, we've known each other
for a very long time.

Sort of.

(inhales deeply) There's kind
of a big gap there.

What happened?

I literally have no idea
how to answer that question.

(sighs) I hate this.

I... I feel so helpless.

(breathes deeply)

If it's any consolation,

you are the strongest person
I have ever known.

(exhales and sniffles)

(whispers) People keep saying
things like that.

(exhales deeply)

I don't feel it.

Trust me.

You are the toughest,

most annoyingly bullheaded
person on the planet.

Emily, I'll admit that
there have been times I...

never wanted
to see you again.

But...

(necklace clatters)

then you left me this.

(inhales deeply) What is it?

It belonged to my wife.

Amanda.

She was wearing it when she died.
And you were there.

I know you don't remember this,
but we had a big fight about it.

We've... had a lot of fights
this summer, actually.

That's my fault. I...

I've been holding on
to all that pain and...

and anger,
and putting it on you.

It's not fair.

(inhales deeply) I'm so sorry.

That's what I wanted to say
on the beach.

(whispers) Come back to us,
Emily Thorne.

(breathes deeply)

(grunts and pants)

(voice breaks) Oh, my God.

(grunts)
(sobs) I'm so sorry.

(whispers) Don't be.

(gasps)

(gasps)

(whispering) Daniel.

No.

It's Jack.

Daniel.

Daniel shot me.