Revenge (2011–2015): Season 4, Episode 12 - Madness - full transcript

Previously on Revenge...

There's a safe.
Here's the location and the key code.

Daniel: No!

Jack: Drop it!

If Malcolm finds out
that you killed his daughter...

- That was me.
- Doesn't matter. He'll bury us all.

We're gonna have to make sure
he doesn't find out.

Daniel attacked you.
You shot him.

Only when I knew he intended to kill me.

She had to shoot him?
Self-defense?

What happened has been hard
for all of us to accept.



But I don't accept it.

If all this hadn't happened,

we'd be having her funeral right now.

You were gonna kill Victoria?

My brother values our secrets.

He'll do anything to keep 'em buried.

I found the envelope

- you were looking for.
- Would you destroy it, please?

I'm trying to track down
Agent Kate Taylor.

Was she working with anyone
on your team?

Jack Porter.
What'd you say your name was?

Aah!

Malcolm Black.

Aah!



Aah!

Uhh!

He gonna make it?

Man: What happens
if he doesn't?

Then I'll have two bodies to deal with.

Boss wants him alive.

This guy's the mastermind behind Flight 197.

Moved all that money around
for the terrorists

like David friggin' Copperfield.

No, I didn't.

I didn't.

Boss heard Conrad Grayson
was gonna kill him,

so he figured,

one man's trash...

Who...

Who do you work for?

Same as you now.

You didn't come to bed last night.

They I.D.ed the body.
It's him.

So it's taken care of then.

I know that I owe everything
to your sacrifice,

the lie that we told in Daniel's name.

The irony is I still lost you.

That's why you slept on the couch,
right?

It's that...

I find it hard to lie next
to you after what you confessed.

If you hadn't betrayed me...

The choices I made 20 years ago...

You know I was desperate
to save my son.

Now he's gone anyway. So...

I can't expect your forgiveness.

How can I when I can't forgive myself?

They're bringing over
the rest of Daniel's things.

I would appreciate a couple
of hours to go through them.

Of course.

Then how about we, uh, talk tonight,

away from here?

The lighthouse in Montauk.

Our old rendezvous.

Of course.

- Thank you very much. Appreciate it.
- Man: You're welcome.

Well, look what the tide brought in.

More like the commuter flight from D.C.

And you must be Nolan Ross.

Lyman Ellis.
It is an honor

to have a future congressman
grace my club.

One of my most staunch
supporters summers up here,

so I couldn't leave town
without seeing my baby sis.

I assume you came to scold me.

Now why would you think
a thought like that?

Fox and CNN picked up
that muckraking piece

on Daddy's death,

and you show up not a week later?

Yeah, well, I was surprised

you were the one dredging up
that whole ordeal.

Made me worry something was wrong,

and maybe it's time we got you
back home to Savannah.

Well, you know, actually, that

article was my fault.

I gossiped to the wrong person.

And while I can't unring that bell,

how about you join us
for dinner tonight?

You can fill me in
on your run for office

and maybe accept
a handsome campaign donation.

Well, that's, uh...

I'm, uh...

I apologize for charging in
on you like this, Lou.

You know how overprotective I can be.

But I'd be a fool

not to accept your friend's
apology and contribution.

Every penny counts.

That it does.

Thank you for coming.

I would've come down, but...

Victoria's still there?

- Yes, she is. What's wrong?
- Exactly that.

After what you told me, how...

I interrupted your plan for her...

I'm meeting her tonight,
at the lighthouse in Montauk.

They'll rule it a suicide.

Grieving mother jumps to her death.

I'm not inhuman.

Seeing her mourn Daniel gave me pause,

but that doesn't erase what she's done.

Killing her would.

Death for Victoria would be merciful.

She has nothing left.

Now is the time to let her suffer.

Please. I sacrificed
my whole life for this moment.

Don't rob me of it.

Let's just walk away from all of this.

I don't care where we go.
I just...

Want a chance to get to know you.

I'd like that.

Then let's go.

I just need a week or so
to tie up some loose ends.

Stay with me until then?

Do you remember how happy we were

when we first moved here?

Thought it was heaven.

The devil can have it.

- All right, buddy. Have a good day.
- Say, "bye-bye, Daddy!"

- Carl: Bye, Daddy.
- Bye.

Woman: Say, "bye-bye!"

How you doin' there?

Jack Porter. That right?

That's right.

Douglas Taylor.

Agent Kate Taylor is my daughter.

How can I help you?

Chief Alvarez tells me

you two were working
on something together.

I was hoping you could
shed some light on a few things.

Sure.

Bureau said that, uh...

She took a vacation
just after she closed your case.

We wrapped up a few days back.

Have you seen her since?

No.

Why?

You think she took a vacation
around here?

Well...

It sure as hell wasn't Miami.

You're a father.

Hate to tell you, the worry never ends.

You protect him...

While you can.

We have a problem.

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Where's Lyman?

On my yacht,
getting into his tennis whites.

He'll be back shortly.

Says he wants to hear all about
my life in the Hamptons.

So when he asked you about going home,

that's really code

for another stint in a mental facility,
right?

I really need him to see
how well I'm doing here

so I can stay.

We'll convince him at dinner tonight.

But whatever happens, you can't leave.

We're only halfway through
our summer of debauchery.

Amen.

- Nolan.
- Morning, Ems.

Um, Louise, this is Emily Thorne,

my other partner in crime.

- So nice to finally meet you.
- You, too.

You know,
I was real sorry to hear about

what happened with Daniel.

He was one of my first friends
here in the Hamptons.

Yeah. Mine, too.

Well, I better run and reserve a court.

- Bye for now.
- Bye.

You okay?

Better.
I spoke to my dad.

I talked him out of it.

What is the world coming to?

You spared Victoria's life?
Again?

As many times as I've considered it,

you know that death was never
my intention.

Too much blood has been
shed, Daniel's included.

So...

For my father's sake and mine,

we're gonna leave the Hamptons.

Ems, you're finally gonna get your happy ending.

Oh, wow.

I'm really gonna miss you.

Oh, please.
You're already hobnobbing with hot redheads.

Gentlemen prefer blondes.

You know that.

I'm just trying to help Louise
deal with her brother.

Wait.
Lyman Ellis is in town?

Oh, yeah.

He came to slap her hand
for that LeMarchal article.

But you know politicians.

All's forgiven with the right donation.

But you don't think
that's all he wants.

I don't trust the guy.

He has a strange effect on Louise,
almost like...

She's scared of him.

God, I would love a second opinion.

Would you join us for dinner tonight?

If you need me, I'm there.

Depending on how things unfold,

this could become
your farewell take-down.

David?

I think I was wrong.

About what? Tonight?

Yeah.
My mind is still all over the place,

and you need time
with Daniel's memories.

And you wanna be with your daughter.

Yeah. I do.

I understand.

If this is going to happen,

it's not something we can force.

I know. Thank you.

I'll call you later.

How the hell is this happening?

I thought they I.D.ed his body
in Miami.

He must've realized it was a trap.

And what, he faked his own death?

What did he say?
What does he know?

He knows where I live
and that I have a son,

who's now staying with my cousins

till we can figure out how
the hell to take care of this.

No.
You need to proceed as normal.

Just go to work.
Don't arouse suspicion.

Don't call me.
They'll be tracing my number.

I'll contact you.

And, Jack, don't go near Amanda.

As far as Malcolm knows, she's dead.

We need to keep it that way
until this is over.

All right.

I'm glad you called.
How you holding up?

Okay, considering.

I'm sorry that, um,

that I got emotional
in the interrogation.

That's not really like me.

Yeah, I'm sorry if I pushed you.

I was just doing my job.

So is the investigation over?

Yeah.
Chief closed it yesterday.

As he should have.

In general, Alvarez has a tendency

to move quickly on those things.

I do a meeting with him today
to talk about a promotion.

For detective?

That's great. And...
And long overdue, I'm sure.

Yeah.
Kinda like that date you still owe me.

You know...

To be honest, I would like that.

But, um, I might be
heading out of town soon.

All right.
So when you're back then.

Louise: I told you, Lyman,
I'm fine.

Lyman: I found these
on your yacht.

Label says it was filled last month,

but this bottle is
more than half-full.

Because they don't help.

Louise,
Dr. Silverman says if you're not medicated,

you're not only endangering yourself,

you're endangering everyone around you.

What would your friend Nolan say

if he knew about
your obsessive tendencies?

And how we fought
to keep you out of jail?

Stop that.
I wouldn't hurt Nolan.

You never mean to hurt anyone, Lou.

You're just not stable enough
to be living on your own.

Now at supper tonight,

I want you to tell your friends
how you decided to come home.

Okay, now if you don't do it, I will,

and I will make sure
they know exactly why.

Thank you for coming by.

I can only hope you've asked me here

to finally tell me
what happened to Daniel.

Actually, I wanted to show you this.

Things he kept
from when he was a child.

I started to go through
them today, but I...

Every morning,

I wake up, and for a brief moment...

Barely a second...

I'm happy.

As if sleep has allowed me to forget.

But then it hits me.

And that moment, when I remember...

It's the worst part of my day.

I want him here.

Me, too.

But we'll get through this together,
Margaux.

- Will we?
- Of course. We're family.

I thought we were.

But then why would you put me
through such hell?

What am I supposed to say to my child?

To your grandchild?

That their father died
assaulting an innocent woman?

Daniel's death

is not how we will remember his life.

This is.

And you will pass these things
along to your baby.

The only thing I want to give my child

is the truth.

- Nolan?
- Hey.

I'm trying to decide
what to wear tonight...

Something that says "Southern comfort"

without too much twang.

I just left the club.

I overheard Louise
and her brother arguing.

Yeah. She called me
and told me all about it.

Seems Lyman went a little Sybil
on her after I left.

But I told her that I would
talk him down tonight.

What?

Did you know that Louise was
institutionalized?

At Claremont?

A place that you know full well
has a history

of confining sane people
against their will.

I actually think
it's in their brochure.

Lyman also talked about
obsessive tendencies,

violent outbursts.

- Nolan...
- Okay, what?

There was a little snafu
in the steam room.

She locked Margaux inside...
Allegedly.

- What?!
- Allegedly!

Is that what he was referring to
when he said

they were fighting
to keep her out of jail?

No, he was probably referring to

whatever's inside her criminal file
that I hacked.

- You have her criminal file?
- Yes.

But, Em... Ems,
I am trying to protect her privacy.

I'm protecting you.

According to this,
she was charged with assault and battery.

Her ex-roommate ended up
in a coma.

Clearly her family wanted this sealed
so people wouldn't know

- how dangerous she is.
- Okay, I get it.

You think I'm making another
self-destructive choice.

No, it's more that I'm wondering

why you're turning such a blind eye.

Because I believe she's a good person

who's had a hard life.

Does that sound familiar?

Okay, Louise...
Mm, may be crazy,

but that doesn't mean

my instincts about her
or her brother are wrong.

I've gone along on your hunches
time and again.

Come on, Ems.

Will you go with me on this one?

Yo, you didn't see Alvarez
when you came in this morning,

did you?

Supposed to have a meeting with him,

talk about a promotion.

He blew me off.

You don't think he's messing with me,
do you?

Are you even listening to me?

I am. I'm just...
I'm trying to check in on Carl.

I thought you were taking
a couple personal days.

It's Margaux LeMarchal.

It's the third time
she's called me today.

She will not let
this Daniel Grayson thing rest.

What do you mean?

She's hell-bent on proving

that Emily did not kill him
in self-defense.

But not only is the case closed,

there's no way that Emily is a killer.

Woman: Dispatch trying to
get a 10-20 on Alvarez.

Get in line.

Patrol available to check his house?

Man: Copy that.

You always were
a tentative little piss-ant,

weren't you, David?

See, my daughter knows to talk first.

So this better be a courtesy call

telling me that you found her phone.

If you wanna see her again,
you'll do exactly as I say.

You have had two years
to plot your revenge on me.

Is this really how you wanna play it?

As your ill-conceived trap
in Miami proved,

you're way out of your league, boy.

Although I did lose one of my men.

By my count, you're down four,

and I don't think
you wanna make it five.

- If you dare harm my daughter...
- Kate's fine.

For now.

Let me talk to her.

Oh, let me see.

How did you respond when I asked
you exactly the same question?

David.

I know you're worried about
your darling Amanda,

but I have some good news.

She found some gainful employment.

Where did you get these?

I took them.

Stayed for the whole show.

And why wouldn't I?

You'd have been so proud, David.

The things that she does...

Stay away from her, you son of a bitch!

I'm finished. I want out.

Yeah? Where you gonna go?

You're a wanted man.
And I saved your life.

Those pictures are just a reminder

that every second that you work for me,

you're saving hers.

Trust me when I say,
David, she's worth it.

Because of you,

I never had a chance
to say good-bye to my daughter.

Maybe I should return the favor.

And what about the ones
that you care for?

Like Victoria

or your beloved little grandson?

Are they worth Kate's life?

I'm listening.

I'll send you her location tonight.

When you have her,
you'll leave the country immediately,

and I'll never hear from you again.

If not,
the authorities will get that flash drive

and it'll be over for the both of you.

Do we have a deal?

Do I have a choice?

Good evening, gentlemen.

Oh, Miss Thorne, what a nice surprise.

I do hope Mr. Ross
has not twisted your arm

to attend on my account.

Oh.

Oh, my mama taught me better.

- I hate to be rude, but...
- Oh, not at all.

I can't imagine how busy you must be

just weeks away
from being elected to Congress.

From your lips...
Excuse me.

Lyman: Jimmy,
I don't know what...

Frankly, my dear,

I am so glad you give a damn,

because after 20 minutes of schmoozing,
I still can't tell

if he deserves
a "Brother of the Year" award

- or the red Sharpie.
- Hmm.

Is your revenge-y sense
tingling?

It's too early to tell.

Where's Louise?

She went to go freshen up ages ago.

Ems, she's so nervous.

I'll go check on her.

Oh, Louise Virginia Ellis,

pull yourself together.

What would Mama say
if she saw you like this?

- Need some help?
- Oh!

No. Oh.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to startle you.

I didn't know anyone else was in here.

Oh, you must've heard me
talking to myself.

I am positively mortified.

Oh, don't be.

Xanax.

Calms my nerves.

Hey, half the Hamptons are on it.

How long you been taking those?

Oh. Years.

After I lost my daddy, I...
I had a hard time copin'.

These made the pain disappear.

Hmm.

If they could only make
my family disappear...

Must be intimidating,

having a brother
in the political spotlight.

It's not that.

He, uh,
inherited my father's Southern charm,

so everybody loves Lyman.

But you don't?

No, of course I do.
He's my brother.

It's just, everyone has two faces,

some more disturbing than others.

I mean, you of all people would know,

after what happened with Danny.

Yeah.

Well, just goes to show

just can't judge the honey
by looking at the bee.

And I hope you don't judge me

based on this little interaction.

Oh, of course not.

Any friend of Nolan's...

Alvarez never showed today.

According to Malcolm,
that's who sent him to me.

You don't think he...

I wouldn't put anything past Malcolm.

That's why this has to end.

I'm meeting him here tonight.

What's your plan?

I told him that I have his daughter.

What? You mean alive?

What happens when he finds out
she's not?

He won't.

I told him that I'd text him
the location where Kate is.

When he arrives, he'll find me instead.

Then I'll end this.

I want you to know
in case anything happens to me,

so you can tell Amanda.

Look, David...

If he knew Miami was a trap,

he's gonna smell this a mile away.

Well, if he does,
there's a flash drive...

Evidence that I've accumulated
of all his criminal activity.

Nolan knows where to find it.

If things go south,
just tell him to release it.

Why not do that in the first place?

Turn it over to the feds.

I appreciate that after everything,

you still believe in the justice system,
Jack,

but everyone bends the rules
when it pays.

Or when it suits them.

Even you.

- Catch you later, Steir.
- See ya.

This is Emily. Leave a message.

Hey, it's Ben.

I know you said
you're leaving town soon,

but, uh, I'm just getting off of work.

I thought, I'm free tonight.
Maybe you are, too.

I know it's gettin' late, but...

Anyway...

Emily, give me a call. Bye.

Now I get it.

I'm sorry?

I could not figure out why
you've been ignoring my calls,

but now it makes sense.

You don't have time
to investigate the suspect

because you're too busy wooing her.

As I told you, the case is closed.

And you know for a fact
it was self-defense?

I questioned Emily myself.

Yeah, I'm sure you did.

But I imagine her testimony
would be ruled invalid

if anyone knew you two are dating.

- We are not dating.
- Whatever it is,

have your superiors realized
you have no objectivity?

Look, you can complain
to whomever you want.

They're all gonna tell you
the same thing.

That this precinct is corrupt?

I will find out
what happened to Daniel,

even if it means throwing
every bit of media at this

until the truth is uncovered.

Because it seems
everyone else in this town

has gone completely mad,

accepting Emily Thorne's word
as gospel.

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm...

Whoa! Whoa! Margaux!

Margaux?

- Get an ambulance here now!
- Dispatch...

Margaux.

With our national health care
in a constant state of flux,

not enough attention's being
paid to the mental health arena.

Did you know an estimated 1 in 5 adults

suffers from some form
of mental illness?

Good God.
They don't wanna hear this.

Can't you give it a rest
for just one night?

Lyman, I think Louise is right.

You have earned a night off.
Well...

At least now you have.

Oh, with such generous friends,

it's no wonder you don't want to leave.

I appreciate your contribution.

Although I have to admit,

it's hard for me to hold my tongue.

This subject is so near to my heart,

considering my sister's own battle.

- That's enough.
- It's nothing to be ashamed of, Louise.

Our father, God rest his soul,
was an alcoholic.

Oh!

More like a commode-huggin',
knee-walkin' drunk.

Lyman: And poor Louise
was barely 13 years old

when she found him dead

at the bottom of our master staircase.

Daddy's little girl.

Lyman: Ever since then,
Lou's suffered from depression

and panic attacks and delusions.

It's all completely manageable,

but only under constant supervision,

which I fear she's not been getting.

I'm sorry to hear that.

She needs to be locked up for
the rest of her pathetic life.

You need to stop your cluckin'.

Pardon me?

You're trying to embarrass me
in front of my friends here

on purpose.

Friends?

These people are not your friends.

Lyman:
I'm just trying to convey

the seriousness of the situation.

Louise, what do you keep looking at?

Louise. Hey.
It's okay.

You can see it in their eyes, can't you?
Hmm?

They're startin' to understand

what I have known since you were born,

that you're a waste of life.

You shut up!

You shut your mouth, Mother!
Shut up!

Okay,
she's having one of her delusions.

- I need to get her home.
- Louise.

- Shh, shh, shh, shh.
- I am not a waste. I am not a waste.

Daddy loved me and he understood me.

But you, you are the devil!

- And so is Lyman!
- No.

You are the only hell I ever raised!

- Uhh!
- Aah!

Lyman: Louise!

Nolan.

I'm so, so sorry.

It's all right.
You're fine. You're fine.

You understand now
why I need to get her home.

Come on.

I'm sorry.

Well...

Guess you were right.

Actually...

I think you were.

You sure I can't get you anything?

I told you, you don't need to stay.

I don't know why the doctor
is taking so long.

First time
in an American E.R.?

Well, legend has it this cafeteria has

the best worst coffee in town.

Can't pass that up.

Anything for you?

No.

Ben?

Thank you.

I'm glad to see you're relaxing...

Something you need to do more of.

The baby is healthy,
your panels are normal,

but your blood pressure
is a little bit higher

than I'd like.

You need to de-stress.

Easier said than done.

Prenatal yoga, more sleep,
lean on your family.

You have anyone in town?

She does.

Uh, why don't you stay
the night and get some rest?

And I'll contact your O.B.

I heard about your collapse.

The doctor just said
I should avoid stress.

That would include you.

She also said that you need
people to lean on.

And whether you accept me
as family or not,

I am here for you.

I see now that I made a mistake.

Keeping the truth from you
has driven you mad,

and that's not fair.

But I need you to promise me

that what I'm about to tell you
stays in the family.

I promise.

Daniel didn't die trying to kill Emily.

He saved her.

And what I told you about her
wasn't untrue.

She did ruin Daniel in a profound way,

but what I didn't tell you
is why she did it.

And if I'm to come clean,

and we're to have no secrets
between us...

I have to start at the beginning

with a damaged little girl
named Amanda Clarke,

also known as Emily Thorne.

And that was only the first
of her deeply twisted lies.

Very kind of you to check on me,
but completely unnecessary.

My brother's right.
I need to be home under a doctor's care.

No, I think that's
the last place you should be.

Louise, those pills you're taking,

your family doctor sends them to you?

Long as I can remember.

Well, you said it was Xanax.

And earlier when I saw one,

I found it strange that
it was in a capsule form.

So I decided to take it to
a pharmacist friend in the city.

Turns out that, yes, it's Xanax...

But it's compounded with Lariam.

What's Lariam?

An antimalarial drug.

After all of my years abroad,

I've seen more than one person
suffer from the side effects,

which looked a lot like
what we saw tonight...

Paranoid delusions
that lead to aggression.

Wait.

Are you s... saying...

Your family's been drugging you.

I think the question is, why?

What do they have to gain
by you seeming crazy?

As long as I'm incapacitated,

Mother controls the inheritance
that Daddy left me.

See, she already burned through
hers financing Lyman's campaign.

Oh, and to think Lyman chose
mental health funding

as his platform.

Oh, no,
but we don't know he's involved.

- Louise...
- Even the simplest implication

would derail his career.

This could've killed you, Louise.

But it didn't.

Look,
I'd really like to keep this between us.

My family's skeletons
belong in the closet.

But I am so grateful to you.

You saved my life and my sanity.

Like they say, sanity's relative...

Unless, of course,
your relatives are insane.

Emily: Well,
I'm at least gonna make sure

this Dr. Silverman is shut down.

What is this?

I'm so sorry.
After everything you've done for me...

Where did you get this?

Nolan's house.

Victoria asked me to find it for her.

And in the state I was in,
I just wasn't thinkin' clearly.

Yeah, but...
But I've never seen this before.

It was in the kitchen in that folder.

Kate's folio.

Look, I don't even know what it means.

I do.

Jack: Stand down.

What the hell are you doing here?

I can't let you do this, David.

Say that your plan works.

Best case scenario,
you take out Malcolm,

but you don't know
how many people he has with him

or who might come looking
for him once he's gone.

You... You can leave town.

I can't.

I already thought this through.

This isn't you.

You don't know me, not anymore.

Not after what Malcolm made me do.

I just couldn't hold on to who I was.

I was, uh, losing my mind.

I remember one point,
I tried to reach out to Amanda.

I wrote her a letter.

This guard said that
he'd deliver it for me...

And them Malcolm found out.

He said that I could choose...

This man's life or your daughter's.

But choosing wasn't enough.

He made me do it myself.

He said if I killed
all those people on Flight 197,

then I shouldn't have a hard time

killing a dying man.

Malcolm was beginning to suspect that

I wasn't the criminal
that he thought I was.

And if I confirmed it,

he would've killed me.

No, please.

No, don't. Don't.

Uhh! Uhh!

I was forced to become the man
that he needed me to be.

Conrad ruined my life,

but Malcolm...
He damned my soul to hell.

I'm not gonna be free until he's dead.

It's too late, David.

I met with Nolan a couple hours ago.

He gave me the code to the safe.

I... I turned in the flash drive,
anonymously.

They're waiting for Malcolm outside.

Police! Drop your weapons!

Get on the ground.
Get on your knees!

Come on! You kidding me?

Get on your knees!

Now! Do it!

Jack: I'm sorry, but if that man
is the monster you say he is,

I'm glad I did what I did.

There was enough evidence on there

to put him away
for the rest of his life.

And now you can have the rest of yours.

If you only knew how wrong you are.

Thanks for coming over so late, Lyman.

Oh, no, thank you.

I wanted to apologize
for my sister's behavior.

In some ways, it's fortunate

you witnessed it in a safe environment,

but it always breaks my heart
to see her like that.

- Does it...
- Mm.

Just, uh, break your heart?

Louise didn't want me to say anything.

Yeah, clearly, you've done quite
a number on that girl, but...

Well, couldn't let you slink
out of town thinking you'd won.

How could you do it?

Poisoning your own sister
for God knows how long.

I don't know what lies
she's been feeding you, but I...

No, no, no, I'm talking about the pills

that you've been feeding her.

The ones you had compounded
with Lariam?

What are you talking about?

Oh, Lyman, the panic attacks,
the hallucinations...

You caused all of it.

Now wait a minute.
If what you're saying is true,

I need to speak to our family doctor.

I...
I need to get to the bottom of this.

And while you work on all that

back home on the plantation,

Louise is gonna stay right here.

You wanna challenge me on that?
Be my guest.

But, uh,
you wouldn't be the first politician

whose career I've ruined.

I appreciate your intention here,

protecting my sister, I do,

but I promise you I had
nothing to do with this.

Yeah, give it up, Lyman.

You already lost my vote and my check.

Porter,
you're not on third shift, are ya?

No, sir, sarge.

Um, I heard a S.W.A.T. team

arrested a guy
named Malcolm Black earlier.

Yeah, sure did.
They turned him over to the feds.

But then I heard he was released.

The agent assigned said
there was a lack of evidence.

Somebody's head's gonna roll.

David?

You sent that text.

Yeah, well,
when your best friend is a hacker,

you pick up a few tricks along the way.

What do you want?

I've been asking myself
the same question.

I showed you mercy.

I actually had compassion for you

when you lost your son.

And when you blamed his death on me,

- I accepted it.
- As you should have.

You seduced and used Daniel
as if he was nothing.

You should've come after
Conrad or me...

He wasn't nothing to me.

And I saw the photo
that you had Louise steal.

Kate was there because of you.

- Daniel died because of you.
- How dare you!

I begged your father to go to the F.B.I.,
and he refused.

The only way to appease Malcolm
was to get Kate the money...

Money that you had to save your father!

I had no idea it would escalate.

- And I never told her that you're Amanda Clarke.
- Oh, save your breath.

You're gonna need it to run.

From you?

From my father.

Because once I tell him
what you've done,

I'm not gonna be able to stop him.

Then don't,

because I would rather die
than be saved by...

So...

Amanda Clarke's alive.

I came for your father.

Look what I found.

This is so much better.

Shh.

Night-night.