Revenge (2011–2015): Season 3, Episode 5 - Control - full transcript

(Emily) My father
was an innocent man,

destroyed by powerful people.

The Graysons are behind this.
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.

You questioned
the type of man I am

in print and to my face.

I'm gonna stay
at the South Fork again.

You tried to humiliate me.

Go out there and tell everyone
that this is my gallery now.



Because you intrigue me.

I've been misdiagnosed.

I do not suffer
from Huntington's Disease.

What?

Margaux.
Are you two...?

Charlotte set us up.

Does Jack know
who you really are?

I'm sorry.

Somebody tried to kill you
by tampering with your brakes.

Jack Porter wants you dead.

(Thunderclap, rainfall)

(Emily)
When on a mission of revenge,

one must maintain total
control...

(Thunder rumbles)



Over risks, emotions,

and one's enemies.

(Beeps)

(Thunderclap)

The single greatest threat
to success...

is losing control
of your allies.

(Aiden) What do you
think you're doing?

Someone's trying to kill Conrad,

and I need to figure out
who it is.

Brake fluid stains metal.
If I could just find--

It's not here, Emily.
Don't you think I've looked?

I can't let this go, Aiden.

Whoever's behind this
could jeopardize everything.

Or your wedding, you mean.

There won't be one
if you're not careful.

Daniel and I had a fight.
So what? I'll deal with it.

I think you may be
overestimating

- your influence on him.
- Don't tell me how to do my job.

Then stop doing mine.

Let me find out
who tried to kill Conrad.

(Thunderclap)

Fine.

But please tell me that

Conrad has no idea
someone cut the brakes.

I can't have him drawing
his own conclusions.

No, he has no idea.

Good.

I'll leave you to it.
(Sighs)

(Dawes' "Stories Don't End" playing)

Here you go, big guy.

You're all clean...

Well, for the next
three minutes anyways.

(Margaux) Jack, are you here?

Hey.

Oh, I remember those.

- Wh...
- (Chuckles)

Charlotte said it was okay
to come up.

(Chuckles)
Of course. Come on in.

It's good to see you.

- And this must be le petit Carl, huh?
- Oh, yeah.

- He's apparently already the ladies' man.
- Can I?

- Yeah, please.
- Hello.

- How have you been?
- Very busy.

- Yeah?
- My first issue of Voulez comes out tomorrow.

Oh, that's great.
Your crew's been in here.

Sounds like you've been
working them to the bone.

Yeah, to great result.

We're having a big
celebration at the office.

I would love for you
to be my guest.

Oh, I don't...
I don't know.

No, you must come.

Even my father is gracing us
with his presence.

That's a big deal, right?

And he'd be the first one
to tell you.

Which is why I want
someone next to me

who doesn't care.
(Chuckles)

(Sighs)

Look, it sounds like fun,
but I...

I don't really get along
with your business partner

or his family.

Well, you can stay home
and hide from the Graysons,

or you can come out and have
a marvelous time with me.

It's your choice.
(Chuckles)

- I'll get a sitter.
- Then it's a date.

Bye-bye, Carl.
À bientôt.

(Conrad) Well,
I have many enemies.

A man does not reach
my position

without amassing
his fair share.

But currently Jack Porter is
my primary concern amongst them.

I believe that
he is responsible

for the sabotage
that nearly ended my life.

What's he after?

Revenge...
Misguided as it may be.

I'll do what I can.

But when you demoed the car,
you destroyed my best lead.

- Oh.
- This won't be easy.

Well, nothing of value ever is.

Do you mind explaining why
you've hired an investigator

when I was the one
who discovered the truth

about your "accident"?

'Cause that man is recommended
by people I trust.

And the same
cannot be said of you,

considering our uniquely
complicated history.

Besides you seem satisfied
to serve as my wife's valet.

If I need someone to hold
my handbag,

I'll be sure
to give you a call.

You know, you may not trust me,

but you would be wise
to work with me

- because I can give you what you want.
- Oh, and what is that?

Your daughter.

I don't need an investigator

to see that Charlotte's visits
here have become nonexistent,

and that it coincides with
her moving in with Porter.

He's... obviously poisoned her
against you.

Well, you're observant,
Mr. Mathis,

- I'll give you that.
- And you feel that exposing the truth

about Porter will give her
the dose of perspective

to win her back.

You believe you can
help me with that?

I can guarantee it.

Ooh, you sound like a man
who has skin in the game.

I'm just somebody who wants
to prove his worth

to the master of the house.

(Chuckles)
Observant and ambitious.

Well, I'll tell you what.

I'll call off my man and place
you in his stead permanently,

if you can ensure that
Jack Porter spends

the rest of his life
rotting in a prison cell.

Nothing would please me more.

Judging by your reaction,
I'm guessing

you were expecting
someone else.

Yeah, actually, our mother.

- Oh.
- She just can't stop interfering.

With what?

In this case, us.

She asked me to stop by
before work

saying she had something for me,
but obviously

she's attempting to manufacture
a détente between us.

I didn't realize
I had a problem with you.

Oh, you didn't,
but it's no secret

I have one with you,
which... truth be told...

wasn't fair,
not to mention misdirected.

- So I'm sorry about that.
- Then I was successful.

(Chuckles)
Puppet master herself.

You know,
it really is a compulsion with you.

Oh, who can blame a mother
for wanting

to put her house in order?

I got a magazine to launch.
So are we done,

or is there another reason
you wanted me to come by?

Good morning.

Wow, right.

Daniel, you've been
staying at the South Fork,

so you wouldn't know.

Emily is taking
Charlotte and myself

shopping for
wedding clothes today.

Of course,
Patrick and I aren't the only

peace treaty you've negotiated.

Daniel, I want nothing more
than to move past

the unfortunate incident
at Nolan's party.

Okay, well, I gotta run.

When I get back from the city,
can we talk?

I don't know
when I'll be done tonight.

But if there's time, then sure.

Patrick, my office is gonna
need some new art for the lobby.

- I know a guy.
- Yeah?

Why don't you
walk me to my car?

You ladies have fun.

Emily, I am so sorry.

I'm sure you can understand
how it never occurred to me

that seeing your intended
would cause stress.

I hope the price of the dress
doesn't do the same for you.

Remember, they're my treat.

(Chuckles)
Of course.

But I do hope
today's wedding excursion

doesn't prove to be
an exercise in futility.

It would be such a shame...
Again. Hmm.

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Hmm.
So I think that you'll agree

that this is the far
more beautiful selection,

and this bracelet should go
very nicely with it.

Thank you so much
for your suggestion, Emily,

but I feel as if I've seen
the dress you chose

- a million times.
- Well, you know best, Victoria.

Charlotte, is that what
you're wearing to the wedding?

Emily said I could choose
anything.

We don't have to go
the traditional route,

seeing as she's the only one
in my bridal party.

Oh, how forward-thinking.

I hope Daniel doesn't
misinterpret

your laissez-faire
attitude.

Oh, he knows
I'm just as excited as he is.

And we share that enthusiasm.

I simply cannot wait
to see the dress you chose

for the rehearsal dinner.
Would you be a dear

and take Ms. Thorne back
so that she can model it for us?

- With pleasure.
- Here. I'll take that.

Right this way.

Charlotte, you look beautiful.

Clearly, you hate the dress.

Oh, I'm not terribly
worried about it,

as it will be the last time
I ever see it.

Your brother needs
our protection.

He may be smart and ambitious,

but he's far too trusting
of women.

You say that about everyone
he gets serious with.

Remember Sara?

Well, your brother ensured
that I would never forget her,

but at least that
cocktail waitress

is preferable to Emily.

And what has Emily done
that's so wrong?

You don't know?

She broke their first engagement
and Daniel's heart

over a tryst
with your current landlord.

- Jack?
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, my God.
- Mm-hmm.

You're digging to see
if she truly loves Daniel.

Well, it's certainly not
for her fashion sense.

You know,
I did think it was weird

she was at
the Stowaway last night

instead of trying
to fix things with him.

What was Jack's attitude
toward her?

I'm pretty sure
he's into Margaux right now.

Hey.

I was wondering if I was
ever gonna see you again.

Uh, well...
I've been meaning to call.

But you forgot what those
little numbers

on your phone were for, right?

Phones still have numbers?
(Chuckles)

So is, uh...

Mama bear in the cave?

Why? Are you looking to pick
another fight with her?

Not at all.

No, I just, uh...

Wondered if we had some
privacy...

To talk...

About what happened
the other night.

Well, I don't have
any secrets from my mother.

- She knows that I'm gay.
- Oh.

The question is
how did you know?

Oh, well,
let's just say I have, uh...

Well-calibrated gaydar.
(Chuckles)

And, uh...

- Leave it at that.
- You're a liar.

Wh... Excuse me?

Did you really think
I wouldn't find out

you went to my ex-wife?

You paid her 20 grand
to get dirt on me?

Are you out of your mind?

Who does that?

Uh... Yeah, okay.

I know this looks, uh,
bad on the surface, but...

I don't want someone
digging through my life.

- Patrick, I, uh...
- You got a question for me, you can ask me.

Don't go behind my back.

I don't play games,

but clearly, you do.

Uh, the second Voulez
backdrop should go here.

And I want lights here,
here, and over the bar.

- Nothing fluorescent.
- Of course.

Listen, I don't know
how things are done in France,

but you do have an assistant
to handle this stuff.

- Uh, clear this wall, please.
- (Woman) I'll get on that.

Only I know what
my father likes...

And more importantly,
what he does not.

I thought you didn't care
what your father thought.

(Chuckles)
It is better for both of us

if he's happy tomorrow night.

He will be when he sees this.

Hot off the press.
(Chuckles)

Well, I see this and only think

of how much more work
we have to do...

Like our wedding issue...

Especially since
I don't know what to write.

I mean, I have plenty
on you and your family.

But Emily? Not so much.

Well, she's had a tough life.

You wouldn't know it
by looking at her.

Her parents died
when she was very young

in a car accident.

She was the only survivor.

I know,
but we need more for her profile.

Even just a picture of her family,
perhaps,

would give me something
to go on.

I... I mean, I...
I don't have one.

She doesn't keep
any around the house.

What, you've never seen
her parents?

No.

Well, it would seem then
we both have

much to learn about
your elusive fiancée.

Thank you.

Did, uh,
Charlotte come in with you?

No, Conrad, she didn't.

You know, not so long ago

she was worshipping
at your feet.

Now she wouldn't even
come visit you

when you were at the hospital.

And I have to wonder
what you did

to create such a profound rift.

Well, Charlotte believes

she's been made fully aware
of the truth

about the bombing
of Grayson Global,

and my role in what transpired.

Now she's convinced
that I'm solely responsible

for Declan Porter's death.

How did that happen?

I'm sure it was Jack.

He turned her against me.

Now she blames me for
the loss of her unborn child.

You know,
when I believed I was dying,

I was fighting the clock
to win her back.

Now I'm praying that time
will heal those wounds.

Well, when a woman
loses the man she loves,

who happens to be
the father of her child,

she feels a pain
that is unimaginable--

One she can neither forget,
nor forgive.

See it as you must,
but I will not

lose my daughter
to Jack Porter.

And in a happy turn of events,
I have your British lackey's

guarantee on that.

Sallie, hey,
thanks for watching Carl.

I'll, uh, I'll pick him up
in a half an hour. Okay?

All right, bye.

Looking for this?

Who are you?

What are you doing in my house?

Conrad Grayson sent me.

Don't worry.
I'm not here to hurt you.

What do you want?

It's not what I want that matters,
is it?

It's what Grayson wants,
and that is you gone.

I don't care what he wants.

Well, you need to start...

Now.

You know I've heard
a lot about you--

Mostly that you're a good man.

But the problem is
you've made an enemy

with a very bad one.

- Hey.
- You think I don't know that?

- Calm down.
- After everything he's taken from me?

I assure you,
I had nothing to do

with what happened
to your family.

You want a medal?
You work for him!

The reason I took
this assignment

was to give you time.

- For what?
- To run.

Conrad Grayson
is not going to rest

until you are taken care of.

So I'm giving you a chance.

And if you want any kind
of future with your son,

you leave town now.
You don't come back,

and you don't contact
anybody here ever again.

Oh, submersible crate and...

Homing beacon.
I think it was Town & Country said,

"they were the must-haves
for the Hamptons this season.

I need you to hold on to these
until the wedding.

After Daniel's
launch party tonight,

I plan on having him back for good.
(Chuckles)

Operation "recommit."

Well, that explains the dress
shopping with Victoria.

Yeah, your little excursion
made the front page of "T.M.I."

Though, honestly,
I'm stunned that Vicky agreed to go,

especially after you told
the world she was more,

mm... bargain basement
than haute couture.

Well, she's obviously
up to something.

Have you figured out
who's trying to off her hubby?

Not yet, but Aiden's
taken over the investigation.

Oh... Good.

'Cause everything went
just pithy last year

when he was on the case.

My priority is to keep
the wedding on track.

I know things went south
before...

Yeah, they didn't
just go south, Ems.

They went arctic.
And you know what?

Frankly, I'm kinda tired
of the way that this stuff

is constantly
screwing up our lives,

especially...
stuff you want the most.

Wait. Where is this
coming from?

Did something happen?

No.

I just...

I just want this
to go smoothly,

and... for this to end.

It will.
I have it all handled.

See...

You say that, Ems, but, uh,

the more strings you pull,

the easier it is
to get strangled.

Then again,
I'm just a self-made billionaire

with a 170 I.Q., so...
What do I know, right?

I understand
that Conrad's using you

to deal with Jack Porter,

which poses a problem,

because Jack is vital
to achieving my goal.

Why, you need someone
to mix you a drink?

I will not give up a scintilla

of emotional leverage
I have over Emily.

Now much like you,

Jack seems to have
the ability to unnerve her.

I've learned that
her connection to him

is still very much alive.

So while you may
represent her past,

Jack plays a significant role
in her present.

Well, your husband
has other plans for him.

Oh, well, that's not
my concern...

Nor should it be yours.

You moved here
because you said you wanted

to help me stop this marriage.

I suggest that you determine
which master

is in your best interest
to serve.

So what would you have me do?

- Emily.
- Victoria, what a surprise.

- Well, I needed to speak to you.
- Well, can it wait?

We wouldn't want to be late
for Daniel's party.

I'm afraid it can't.

This involves
the unfortunate accident

that took Father Paul's life.

The tragedy has become
even more unsettling

in the light of new evidence.

Evidence of what?

Sabotage.

Conrad is convinced that
Jack Porter is responsible,

and I fear
that he may be right,

given his actions
on the night of the election.

Those were extraordinary circumstances.
You know that.

I don't disagree.
He may well be innocent.

But there is no
persuading Conrad.

Why are you telling me this?

Charlotte mentioned that
you still frequent his bar.

And I would hate for you
to get caught

in Conrad's line of fire,

especially so close
to the wedding.

Well, thank you
for your concern.

You're about to be family now.

I'll see you at Daniel's party.

(Franz Ferdinand's
"Right Action" playing)

(Camera shutter clicking)

(Camera shutter continues
clicking)

♪ Come home practically all... ♪

I know this smile...
It is pride.

Yeah, I'm not gonna lie.
It feels pretty damn good.

The best part is the words
"Grayson" and "Global"

aren't anywhere in sight.

I've grown up in publishing,
and you're a natural...

Both the good and the bad.

Ah, you're still
holding a grudge

about the move I pulled with your father?
(Chuckles)

No. No, but try another one like that,
and you will find

that I, too, have claws.

- Ooh. Okay.
- Mm-hmm.

Wow! Look who left
his blue blazer in the closet.

Conrad...
(Chuckles)

- You look dashing.
- Margaux.

(Chuckles)

Well, it is a high-fashion party
with a European flair.

So I thought
I'd dress the part.

Speaking of fashion hounds,
where is your father, Pascal?

- Alas, he could not come.
- Oh.

He broke his leg,
and they would not let him fly.

- But he sends his best.
- Then I send mine in return.

Congratulations to you both.

- I couldn't be happier.
- Thank you.

- (Woman) Some wine, sir?
- Thank you.

Here you go.

(Melody's Echo Chamber's
"Bisou Magique" playing)

I got it.

- Do you want to sit down?
- Ah, good idea.

Look at you.
You look fantastic.

The party is awesome.
The offices look awesome.

I'm so proud of you, Daniel.

You want to tell me what's
going on with you and Dad?

I definitely do not.

Besides, tonight's about you.

Let's just have a good time
and forget our troubles.

All right.
Let's get you a drink.

(Knock on door)

Why is the bar closed?

'Cause I didn't want anyone
coming through this door.

- What's going on?
- I can't talk right now, Emily.

(Sighs)
Conrad knows about the brakes,

and he thinks
you're responsible.

I don't know how it happened,

- but I had to tell you right away.
- Conrad already sent someone.

He was here waiting for me
when I got home.

So until you keep your promise,

and you end this,

I gotta get Carl
the hell out of here.

I gotta take him
somewhere safe.

And when you're done,
I can go get him.

But I'm coming back.

'Cause I'm not leaving
any of this to chance.

And that is the only option
that you left me.

- Jack, I am so sorry.
- Don't waste time being sorry.

Just finish whatever
it is you're gonna do.

'Cause the next guy
that Conrad sends

might not give me
the chance to run.

Wait. What guy?

I don't know.
I've never seen him before.

He's tall, short hair, British.

(Sighs)

You know him?

Aiden Mathis.

- He works for me.
- Who are you?

- Jack--
- No, no, I keep telling myself

I don't want to know.

Like, maybe I'm trying
to protect myself or you,

but the more I see, the more I...
I wonder what happened

to that little girl
that I met on the beach.

What happened to her?

She lost everything, Jack.
How do you not get that?

I know about loss, Emily.
Believe me.

But that doesn't explain
what you're doing...

not to me,
and it sure as hell doesn't explain

why somebody who supposedly
works for you

broke into my house.

(Carl fusses)

Look, I will handle this.

And how are you gonna do that,
Emily?

You can't even trust the people
you have on your side.

(Big Black Delta's
"Money Rain Down" playing)

Champagne for you.

Club soda for
my underage sister.

I miss Europe.

And I'm missing your fiancée,
Daniel.

I am aware she's not here.

Well, I wonder
where she can be.

You know what?
Fine.

Emily and I are having problems.

But I'm going to deal
with them myself, okay?

Don't do this on his big night.

I simply want him to understand

that the people who support him
are right here.

Nothing's ever simple with you.

Aiden, call me
the second you get this.

Have you lost your mind?
- Have you?

You threatened Jack?
Tell him to run?

- He's in the way.
- Of who?

Of you. Look at you...

Running to him
at the first sign of trouble.

Do you love him?

- Oh, are you seriously asking me that?
- I need to know, Emily.

Because I didn't just come here
to take down the Graysons.

I came because of you.

But I will not
be made a fool of.

I have cost Jack enough.

I will not let anything
happen to him again...

He... He doesn't
belong here, Emily,

not now that Conrad knows
somebody tried to kill him.

And how does he know that, huh?

I had to tell Conrad
about the brakes,

because he was about
to cut me loose.

And you need me inside
for your next part of the plan.

Or are you so blinded
by emotion,

- you've forgotten about that, too?
- And what about Jack?

Did you lead Conrad to him,
too?

We're staying
ahead of the investigation.

Don't pretend that you
are acting out of anything

other than jealousy.
You willfully endangered Jack.

- That is the truth, Aiden.
- The truth?

You want the truth?
Okay, well, here's the truth.

You've just played
right into Victoria's hands.

Yeah, she had me follow you.

She fed you that information,

hoping that you'd run
straight to Jack

instead of standing by Daniel
as you're supposed to.

I prayed it wasn't true,

but I had to see it
with my own eyes,

and I guess
now I have my answer.

Then I guess we both failed.

Because Jack
isn't going anywhere

he's staying behind
to make sure I end this

- like I promised.
- Yeah, well, then he's a fool.

He's a man of principle,
which is what I thought you were.

I will get Daniel back, Aiden,

but you better
clear Jack's name.

For the last time,
I am trusting you.

Don't make me regret it.

You're in good company.

Da Vinci was obsessed with water,
too.

He called it
"the driving force of all nature."

He also said it was
full of paradox,

that it could be anything...

Strong, sweet...

Deadly...

Kind of like people.

Although he forgot
about deceitful.

Yeah.

About that...

Patrick, I've always been
wired a little differently,

you know,
which is great when it comes

to inventing gadgets and...

Not so great when it comes
to dealing with people.

No, I get that.

I've been here for six months.
I still feel like an outsider.

What I don't get
is why you did what you did.

(Sighs)

It's a defense.

People have been... mean,

dishonest...
Making it hard for me to trust them.

So what, you just thought
you'd stay ahead of the curve?

No.

I screwed up...

With you.

I'm sorry.

Look, Nolan, I gotta be honest,
you freak me out.

(Scoffs)
Look, things are complicated enough

thanks to the two women
in our lives.

(Chuckles)

Believe me, I know.

But if you want
to give me another chance,

come find me.

(Muttering in French)

I thought...
I recognized the telltale signs

of a woman masking
disappointment.

Does this have anything to do
with your father's absence?

Am I that obvious?

I have known Pascal
since before you were born.

And like most men of means,
he is charming...

- And often cruel.
- He did not have an accident.

He refused to come.

He sent me this
with all his critiques.

He hated it.

I've done all this work and then
he insults me like this?

Pascal has always viewed women
as pretty fools.

Chasing his approval
would be a fruitless endeavor.

But if it's any consolation,

your father couldn't be
more wrong.

What you have created here
is magnifique.

Oh...

And as for your father,

the only advice
I can offer is this...

You can spend your life being
controlled by powerful men,

or you can learn
how to control them.

(Max Frost's
"White Lies" playing)

Will you excuse me?

I'm sorry I'm late.

You know what?
It doesn't matter.

- I'm just-- I've been fine.
- Daniel, don't be like that.

- I'm not doing this here.
- Look, I know you're upset about the fight.

This is not about the fight.

I've been busting my ass
trying to make this magazine

into something for our future.

Because I knew the only way
we'd make it this time around

is if I stood on my own.

But tonight,
when you didn't show up,

I realized I'm the only one
fighting for us.

- That's not true.
- Really?

Because lately
I've been feeling like

I'm just playing a role
in a story you're writing.

Let's face it.
We only set a date

because we thought
my father was sick.

Now we know he's not.

What are you saying?

Something I didn't want
to admit,

but I can't ignore it anymore.

I can't marry you, Emily.

I can't let him call off the wedding,
Nolan.

The more things
you try to control,

the more chance for error.

I didn't come here
for platitudes.

Well...
Sometimes they're true, Ems,

whether you want them to be
or not.

I mean, can we be honest?

Daniel's changed.
He's... evolved.

(Sighs)

I don't know what to do.

Yeah, well...

(Scoffs)
Neither do I.

Because you can't give him
the one thing that he needs--

You.

The real you.

All people want
is for their partners

to be honest with them,

and they catch on pretty damn
quick when you're not.

Daniel can tell
you're faking it with him...

Because I can't stand
to be around him.

Ems...

If you want to pull this off

and keep your promise to Jack,

you're gonna have
to get past that.

Because the only way
to win Daniel back,

is share a piece of yourself.

(Sighs)

That's just right, thank you.

Closed the buyer
for the Altman in Germany.

- For considerably more than expected.
- Yeah.

You're as talented a businessman
as you are an artist.

They're your leads.
I'm just landing 'em.

We make a hell of a team.

Always so serious.

You should have come
to Daniel's event.

Well, that's not really
my scene.

I would have enjoyed
introducing you

to a pool of new people.

Oh.

You're trying to set me up?

You are.
Daniel was right.

- You can't help yourself, can you?
- I will not allow you

to hide behind this gallery
or your canvases...

beautiful as they may be.

Well, there's a difference
between hiding

and not wanting to go.

You know, the truth is I...

I thought maybe
I met someone interesting.

But, um...

I think maybe I may have
been wrong about that.

It's... It's complicated.

Patrick...

I sacrificed personal happiness
for all the wrong reasons.

I hope you don't do the same.

Why are you always
so good to me?

I have much to make up for.

You don't.

Like I said, we are a team now,
all right?

Nothing's gonna change that.

Now look,
I have to get back to work.

I promised Daniel
this piece for his office.

So I'll probably be working
thought the night.

(Cell phone chimes)
I will see you tomorrow?

- Mm. Bye.
- Okay.

Bye.

_

(Lock rattles)

So you're alive and well
after all.

- Well, I'm alive, anyway.
- Mm-hmm.

(Sighs)

- Look... About last night--
- Yeah, let's talk about it.

Where I come from,
we honor our word,

and we deal with things
in person.

I will not chase a man
who does not know

how to treat a woman,
and you clearly do not.

Adieu, Jack.

You have every right
to be upset.

But please let me
just explain what happened.

We had an intruder.

Oh, my God.

Is Carl okay?

I had to take him away,
but he's safe now.

But...

To be honest, I...
(Sighs)

I was scared.

And I...
I come attack you like this.

- I'm so sorry, Jack.
- No, no. You couldn't have known.

I'm... so sorry that
I couldn't be there for you.

You're such a sweet man.

I haven't been that sweet.

And to be honest...

You're the first person
in a long time

to be able to make me smile.

I assume this is
about Jack Porter.

Were my suspicions correct?

Was he the cause
of Emily's late arrival

- to Daniel's party?
- No. She never met with him.

She just sat on her porch
for a while.

I'd have thought
I spurred her to action.

Well, maybe her fidelity
to Daniel

is stronger than you think.

So why the urgency
for this meeting?

Well, as you know,
your husband had me investigate

the cause of the wreck.

Yes, to see if Jack
was indeed responsible.

Well, the sabotage itself
was easy enough to pull off.

You just puncture the line.

It's so simple,
anyone could do it.

Except there was no forced entry
past the garage security.

Which means
the access code was used.

Only a few people know that.

And only one of them
had the opportunity that night.

Why come to me?
Why not go right to Conrad?

Because I have chosen
which master to serve.

And I knew that she would want
to handle this...

- Internally.
- Who was it?

It was one of your children.

What's wrong?

I've learned something
terrible.

What is it?

Aiden found out
who tried to kill you.

(Voice breaking)
Conrad, I...

I don't know what to do.

Oh, my God. Who was it?

Who did this?

(Stammers and sighs)

Charlotte...

Oh, no.

(Voice breaking)
Oh, God.

I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.

- No, it can't be. You couldn't have done this.
- I did.

I went crazy when I learned
the truth about Declan,

and I hated you for it.

And that's when I found this.

It was Declan's,

and it brought back
all the feelings

about how you took him
away from me,

and I wanted you to suffer.

(Sniffles)

And then I felt so guilty,

I couldn't even look at you.

That's why I've been
so distant.

And then Mom told me
you found out and blamed Jack.

And I couldn't stay quiet.

He had nothing to do with it.
It was me, I swear.

I'll confess everything...

No, no, no, no. Oh, God.

No.

This ends here.

You're my girl,
and that's all that matters.

And I will protect you

because that
is what parents do.

You can really forgive me?

Of course I can.

Charlotte, all I've ever wanted

was for us to be family again.
(Chuckles)

I mean, if this is
what it took for us to have

an honest exchange,
to heal our wounds,

well, then, uh...

Charlotte, I am grateful
for what you've done.

I love you, Daddy.
(Sighs)

- So it was Patrick.
- Yeah.

- I found the knife in his room.
- Hmm.

The blade was corroded
with the brake fluid.

There's no question
of his guilt.

- You told Victoria?
- Mm-hmm.

I assume she'll deal
with Patrick for you?

No. I know her.
She'll cover it up.

She's obsessed with him.

And since you gave her
the chance to protect him,

she'll be in your debt,

which not only
clears Jack's name,

but... puts you
right where I need you

for the final step.

Well played... as always.

Emily, uh...

I'm sorry for the way
I handled Jack.

You were right.

My motives were not pure.
I...

I wanted him gone.

No.

I'm sorry...

For how I've treated you.

You came back here to help me,

and I've made you feel used.

But the truth is...

You mean so much more
to me than that.

You're everything to me.

I knew you would understand
the severity of the situation

when I called you.

Thank you for coming,
Charlotte.

I didn't do this for you.

Dad is clearly so paranoid,

he's willing to blame
a random car accident

on an innocent man.

Your father
has difficulty believing

that anything is accidental
when it comes to him.

Well, if taking the blame
protects Jack,

I'm fine with that.

Just needed to grab
a few things.

I'll crash
somewhere else tonight.

I wish you wouldn't.

- What do you want me to say, Em?
- Nothing.

I'm the one who needs to talk.

What's this?

These are your parents.

I've never seen them before.

(Chuckles)

That's you, oh, my God.

I never would have
recognized you.

It doesn't even
feel like my life.

(Sighs)

The truth is, Daniel...

I grew up in a house
just like this.

I remember one night
a summer storm rolled in.

It was so strong,
it shook the walls.

I was so scared.

My father found me.

And I remember in that moment,

he... didn't treat me
like a child.

He explained to me
what thunder really was...

Just a change in temperature
and pressure.

He took the fear away...

Like he always did.

He sounds like a great dad.

(Voice breaking)
He was the best.

(Sighs)
It's hard for me

to share memories from my past,
Daniel.

It's even harder for me
to trust.

You know, people...

Think that because
I lost my family,

I never knew
what real love was.

But I did.

(Voice breaking)
And it was ripped away from me.

And I still feel that pain
like it was yesterday.

That's why I push people away.

(Sniffles)

I had no idea.

I want nothing more

than to stand beside you
on our wedding day.

Then I want that, too.

(Sniffles)

(Silversun Pickups'
"Ribbons & Detours" playing)

♪ I can't believe it... ♪

(Emily)
In order to regain control,

we must sometimes
relinquish it.

♪ It's been a while... ♪

♪ Memories deem... ♪

By doing so, we believe we are
protecting the ones we love...

♪ Lingering... ♪

♪ Images settle... ♪

The ones we cannot
live without.

♪ Internally... ♪

♪ Ribbons and detours... ♪

Patrick!

♪ Swaying our sentiments... ♪

But the most dangerous
truth of all...

Is that control
is merely an illusion.

♪ You said it's over, ♪

♪ but maybe... ♪

♪ It's the same old thing. ♪

I found you.

♪ Ribbons and detours ♪

♪ meant nothing to me. ♪

♪ Swaying our sentiments, ♪

♪ pulling our strings. ♪

♪ Tempting me softly, ♪

♪ but killing our dream. ♪

♪ You said it's over, ♪

♪ but maybe... ♪

♪ It's the same old thing. ♪