Revenge (2011–2015): Season 4, Episode 9 - Intel - full transcript

Previously on Revenge...

Meet Agent Taylor.
She's the F.B.I. liaison

running point
on the Grayson murder.

Ben here knows the case file
inside out.

Agent Taylor has requested that
you walk her through the case.

If I wanted to ask Emily out,
I'd ask her out.

But I feel like you'd have
a problem with that.

I'm trying to
uncomplicate things with her.

That's all you had to say.

You guys on a little date?

- What is your problem?
- You're my problem.



Whoa!

I thought maybe
you had changed,

but I can't believe I let
myself fall in love with you.

Louise Ellis has
a sealed criminal record

that only you can hack into.

- You're coming with us.
- Don't hurt her.

Uhh!

I was never here.

- I can't be your father.
- Why?

You saw what happened in there.
It's too dangerous.

You have to let me
take care of this.

I love you.

Start talking.

Aah!



For the last time,
who hired you to attack David Clarke?

Screw you.
And I mean that as an invitation.

Aah!

- I'm starting to lose my patience.
- Uhh!

Uhh!

Uhh!

Start talking.

- Uhh!
- Or this gets worse.

Uhh!

Officer Hunter.

Is, uh, is there a problem?

It's Ben, and no.

I just...
I just wanted to see you

when you weren't in a moment
of crisis or danger.

Uh... It's...
It's a little late

for a drop-by,
don't you think?

Come on,
I cabbed it all the way from Montauk...

Which seemed like
a better idea in my head

when I left the bar.
Um...

Look, it's after midnight,
and...

Can I just have two minutes?

And then I'll go.

Two minutes. Cop's honor.

Two minutes.

You know,
this part seemed better in my head, too.

There's just something I've been
wanting to ask you for a while,

and I haven't...
Out of respect for...

Screw it.
I would love to take you out.

You're gorgeous.

You're... You're smart.
You don't drive the speed limit,

which is high on my list,
and...

Am I just bombing here?

Ben, um...

Yeah, I'm just... Bombing.

Look, I, uh...

I'm just not...
Dating right now, so...

Okay. Well, at least I didn't
take up the whole two minutes.

- Well, good night.
- Good night.

A-Rod is a better player
all around, hands down.

Come on, maybe, but come on.
Jeter's more consistent.

- Ohh!
- And he's more respected.

There's a difference between
retiring and getting banned.

Ooh.

Let's agree to disagree.

I agree you're wrong.
This is me.

So, um...

Thanks for helping me
close the case today.

I'm sorry it caused
tension with your partner.

Ah, Ben just needs the night
to sleep it off.

The Conrad Grayson case
was his baby.

From his seat,
he did all the legwork,

and I... Got the perks.

I've never been called a perk.

I doubt that.

Anyway, I should, uh,

I should get going.
My son...

Is with his nanny.

You already checked in.

I have some ice in my room

in case you have any bruises
from that bar fight.

Or you can just lie
and say you do.

Uncle Sam...

Always has terrible timing.

Agent Taylor.

Pull all the security tapes.
I'll be right down.

What?

David Clarke was attacked.

Let's go.

Yes, sir.

Thank you for escorting us home,
Chief Alvarez.

The attack at the hospital
was bold,

and I just wanted to make sure
everyone felt safe.

My men will be posted
outside tonight.

You've always been good to me, Edward.
Thank you.

Are you sure you don't remember anything,
Victoria?

Maybe something you heard
or saw that David didn't?

No.
I was unconscious the entire time.

Mm. I am impressed

that you were able to fend off
two assailants by yourself.

Well,
I was in prison for 10 years.

I know how to fight.

Oh.

Well, we'll have answers soon.

My men just arrested
one of the attackers,

and hopefully we'll
catch the other one

with the roadblocks.

In the meantime,

if there's anything
you need from me,

- I'm just a phone call away.
- Thank you, Edward.

If you know what's going on,
you need to tell me right now.

I don't,
but I'm gonna find out.

David,
I just want the life we deserve.

...with Amanda.

After everything that's
happened the past few days,

I realized that I can't
hold on to anger anymore.

That's the life that I want, too,
Victoria.

We'll get through this.

New game. Same rules.

Let's start with the basics.

Crazy bitch!

You have no idea!

Who hired you?
What do they want with David Clarke?

I don't know.

Wrong answer.

It was some guy...
With major connections.

He seemed to have the cops
in his pocket.

I never met him.

Uhh!

My partner handled it!

- Who's your partner?!
- Pete!

Pete Dunn.

We picked him up
with David's picture

and some zip ties.
Name's Pete Dunn.

Has he said anything?

Pete's been quiet,

but we got him here
in the high security room.

Limited access.

This guy
is scared of something.

Give me 10 minutes with him.
That something will be me.

We need some help in here!

Man: We need somebody
in interrogation, ASAP!

Every time I let you go...

Good morning, Lucy.

Why, Ethel,

you look like your hangover
is as wicked as mine.

Leaving a message.

Yo, Ems.

Your security system
keeps resetting itself.

I'm sure it's nothing
to worry about.

Just some storm damage,

but with everything
that's going on,

call me back.

Now are you sure
you're not from the South?

'Cause you take care
of your friends like family.

Well, my friends...
Are my family.

Cheers.

Hair of the dog?

Oh, you are a bad influence,
boy.

Me?

I'm sure afternoons
at the convent

didn't earn you the title
of the black sheep

of the Ellis family.

I bet you were wild.

Mm. From the bowels of hell,
according to Mama.

Yeah,
she always liked my brother more than me.

Called me all sorts
of sluts and unstable

before sending me away.

Tell you what...

Never forget your first
mental institution.

In fact,
I did self-medicate

with my share of hot,
nutty boys.

Your words. My life.

My father always
wrote me letters.

I remember reading
about your dad.

He drank himself to death?

Hmm.

That's the story we tell.

You know what?

I think I'm gonna be late
for my facial.

Will you call me later?

- Mm-hmm.
- Mwah.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I take it you heard about your dad.

How's he doing?

He's, uh... He's fine.

Do you know anything
about who attacked him?

We arrested a guy.

And?

And... He committed suicide

in the interrogation room
last night.

He hung himself.

Seems like that would have
made the news by now.

Alvarez is clamping down

on the media circus
around David,

especially since this doesn't
make us look too good.

Are you sure that he killed himself?

Why would you ask that?

Because those guys were
thugs for hire,

not true believers who would
commit suicide over a job.

You were there.

I thought things would change.

You were happy to have
your dad back.

Now you're doing this again?

You can't hide.

Alvarez is keeping close tabs,

and the F.B.I. requested
the security tapes.

This investigation
will be thorough.

Well, I'm thorough, too.

You won't find anything on those tapes,
I promise.

There's someone I need
to talk to.

Margaux LeMarchal.

Oh, guess who just had
an interesting chat

with our copper-headed
piece of psycho candy.

Well, I'm holding five pages
for the Ellis story.

So what's the dirt?

I'm still mid-hack into
her sealed criminal records,

but...
Look into her father's death.

There's something there.

I will, thank you.

But get into those records or the deal's off.

- I'll be in touch.
- Au revoir.

You never have time for breakfast,
so...

Did you get my voicemail?

Yeah, I heard it,

and I still think it's best
if we end things.

I know I messed up here, but...

You swear it won't happen
again.

You're just like your father
and mine.

You do what you please
and ask for forgiveness later.

I need a man
who doesn't make rash decisions.

Really?

Because you had that with
Jack Porter and you needed more.

We fit,
and we've been through much worse.

I don't have the energy
for this right now.

Please take your breakfast
and go.

Bye, Daniel.

I owe you an apology.

You owe me a reputation,

cell phone,
and about 23,000 Twitter followers.

I should've, uh,
had more faith in you.

I know now that you did what I asked,
so thank you.

Look, I know that you're
one of Amanda's closest friends.

I am,
and she told me everything.

You called me a liar
on national TV.

Well, the best defense is
a good offense, right?

You were lying about the silo

and about what happened
in the hospital the other night.

She fought for you.

And I don't want her
to do it again.

I asked her to leave this alone,
but I don't think she will.

The situation is too dangerous.

Which is why you asked her
not to reveal her true identity.

It would be like
putting a target on her back.

She's my little girl.

Listen, I know that I'm not in
a position to ask for a favor.

I will always watch out
for Emily.

Don't worry.

Thank you, Nolan.

Have you heard from her today?

Well, actually, no.

It's been... Weirdly quiet.

How weird?

She told me she would
stay out of it,

so you have to trust her.

- She will.
- All right. Fine.

You know her better than I do.

Yep.

Better than anybody.

I assume the Suffolk County
police cruisers downstairs

are with you.

Alvarez offered protection
after the attack last night.

I'm glad.

- Are you?
- Yes, Mom.

I don't want to see you hurt.
All I want is distance.

You were wrong.

I'm not alone. I have David.

Even after he reunited
with Emily.

You keep waiting for blowback,
but it hasn't happened.

- Not yet.
- It won't.

I know that this started out
as revenge,

but I love David,

and I will do anything
to make him happy,

even if it means
being a doting stepmother.

So what are we talking here?
Christmas at the beach house?

- You'll make the ham?
- If that's what it takes.

I almost died, Daniel.

And I am sick
of being miserable.

I want peace
and a new life with David.

So that's why you're here.

You want me to fall in line to
complete your Norman Rockwell.

I won't beg,
but you are my son,

and I want you in my life
no matter what.

I am telling you right now,

what you have with David
can't last.

Your whole relationship
is built on lies.

And trust me, they'll come out.

He'll eventually choose Emily,
and she will destroy you

before she lets you become
a part of David's life.

She all but told me last night.

So you want distance from me,
but...

You're speaking to Emily now?

Well, I have lost everyone...

Patrick, Charlotte, you.

But I won't lose David, too.

Found this in my pool house.

Where is he, Nolan?

You mean the guy
you had strung up

like a roast pig at a luau?

Oh, I set him free.

Torture, Emily? Really?

- How far were you gonna go?
- You had no right!

My father was attacked twice.

If that thug comes back and hurts him,
it's on your hands.

Trust me, he won't.

I'm worried about you, Emily,
and so is David.

He came by the club today
and apologized.

Oh, I'm glad your relationship
with my father is back on track.

I'm still fighting for mine.

And he's fighting for you.
He's trying to protect you.

The second attacker was found
at the police station hanged.

I believe that someone
who had the power to get close

murdered him...
Someone like Alvarez.

- We can't just leave this alone.
- I am sorry, Ems.

I'm not helping you,

and neither will anyone else
who knows what you're up to.

- You shaved.
- Yeah. This morning.

I'm ready for a new start.

Where were you?

I went to see Daniel.
He's, um...

He's having a hard time
accepting us.

And I wanna continue
our conversation about Amanda.

You haven't mentioned her
since last night.

I'm sure that she heard
about the attack.

I'm surprised
she hasn't been by.

I asked her to stay away
for a while.

David,
was she there during the attack?

No, she wasn't there.

You have to
leave last night alone.

If that's what you want.

Attackers disabled the cameras.

Dead end number two.

I've asked the chief
to send a few guys over

to interview hospital employees,
patients,

anyone who might've seen
anything.

Ben is itching to help.

Great.
How about he questions Emily Thorne?

You think she's involved?

I saw her at the hospital
yesterday.

I've read up on
the Grayson family history.

Emily and Victoria
don't get along.

Grudges make you do
crazy things.

Yeah, well, not that crazy.

Besides, I spoke with her
when she was here earlier.

She doesn't know any more
than we do.

Then I'll check her
off the list.

Too bad for Ben.

How often do you get to grill a cute blonde?

Emily: Thank you.

Ben:
I was surprised you called.

I didn't exactly make
the best impression last night.

No, no, you were sweet.

I, um...

And I'd had a long day, so...

So let's start over.

I'm a beer in. I've already started over.

I made us reservations

at that new place
a couple doors down.

Oh, no, no, let's stay here.

I like low-key.
It keeps me honest.

Okay.

And, um,
I wanted to congratulate you

on solving
the Conrad Grayson murder.

- That's a big deal.
- Thank you.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, I thought so,

but Chief put Jack
on the case with the feds.

I'm not dissing my partner,

but, you know,
you'd think Alvarez would want someone

with a little more weight
on it.

Let's not talk about work.

I wanna learn about
the mysterious Emily Thorne.

Well,
then I wouldn't be mysterious.

You really don't date much,
do you?

You know, conversation...
It's kind of a big part of it.

I tell you what.
Why don't we battle it out?

All right,
so high score gets to ask the questions.

I should warn you.

I'm a bit of
a dart-throwing king.

Bring it.

Pretty good.

Looks like so far
you're doing all the talking.

Wow.

Those men were in my hospital room,
Edward.

I've been looking over
my shoulder all day.

- David was the target, not you.
- That brings no comfort.

No one will tell me anything.

Is there something
you can share?

We're trying to find
a connection

between the attackers

and the man who murdered
your ex-husband.

You caught Conrad's killer?

Yeah.
His name was Vince Walsh.

Was?

You mean he's dead?

We found him with
the murder weapon.

He was the same one who tried to
run down David a few weeks ago.

I'm surprised David didn't
mention this to you.

No, he didn't.

Listen...

Maybe you she stay away
from David until it's safe.

I can protect you.

Thank you for you honesty,
Edward.

But I'm where I belong
with David.

Well, it's your choice.

I would just hate for you to be

in the wrong place
at the wrong time again.

This is Victoria.

I need you to find out
who hired a local thug.

His name is Vince Walsh.

Hey, Lucy.

Ready for round two?

Oh. What are we toasting?

- You.
- Oh.

To liars.

Now why did LeMarchal Media
call my brother,

asking about my father?

I have no idea.

Where I'm from,
you claim the deer you shot.

Now I know you've been working
with Margaux

and digging up dirt on me.

But for the life of me,

I cannot understand why.

I was real with you.

- Look, it's complicated.
- Mm.

Look, LeMarchal is helping me
to save my reputation.

For the price of mine?

And my family's?

It has taken me years of therapy
to stop having nightmares

about my past,

and now you're just gonna
destroy that with one story.

Wow.

You protect your friends
like family?

Well, now I know where I stand.

Why didn't you tell me

that the man who tried
to run you down

was pinned for Conrad's murder?

Did you plant the knife on him?

I spoke to Chief Alvarez.

After I asked you to
leave this alone?

After I asked you to trust me?

Why should I when you insist
upon keeping secrets from me?

Oh, that's pretty ironic
coming from you.

You kept my daughter from me
for weeks.

I will not
explain myself again.

And this is not about Amanda,
this is about us...

about how you can lie to me,
yet demand absolute honesty.

Why do you ask me to prove
myself to you again and again?

I never asked you
to prove anything to me.

You ask me every time you throw
my trust issues in my face.

You did it this morning
and you did it 20 years ago.

I sat 10 years in jail alone.
What were you proving then?

Or did you not know
that I was innocent?

Of course I knew.

Then where the hell were you?

September 1st, 1993.

That date is etched
in my memory.

I said it over and over,

even after it passed
and you were in prison.

It was the day that

we were supposed to leave
with Amanda and Daniel

and start our new life.
Do you remember?

Yes.

I never forgot it.

I said it every time

I had to climb into bed
with a man I hated,

every time I looked into
Charlotte's eyes

and saw yours.

I never stopped trusting you,
David.

And I would go with you tonight,
now, if you would just ask.

Just ask.

I'm not going anywhere
without my daughter.

I need some air.

8 ball corner pocket.

Mercy.

I don't believe in mercy.

You remind me of my ex-wife.

You know,
she never let me win at anything either.

- I didn't know you were married.
- Yep.

Yeah, we were way too young.

I thought she was
the only person in the world

that got me, you know?

Turns out she was just using me
to deal with her past.

One day, I woke up.
She was just gone.

Guess I'd served my purpose.

How'd you do it?

Move on?

I buried myself in work,

graduated top of
my rookie class.

And you said that, um,
that Alvarez helped you?

Yeah. Yeah, back in Jersey.

I first applied
in Essex County.

Alvarez was a beat cop
over there.

He used to mentor us probies
and some wayward kids.

So why did he leave Essex?

Alvarez won't spill,
but there was some suspicion

about the way he handled
a case.

He's come a long way
since then.

He's practically
Hamptons elite.

Ton of connections.
A very powerful man.

So when's your deadline?

On this expos? that
you're writing on Alvarez?

I'm not writing anything.

I'm... I'm just curious.

Me, too.

- Whoa.
- Sorry.

Something tells me that
this isn't a date.

- Ben...
- You know what? I'm...

I'm gonna take care
of the bar tab.

I think we should
call it a night.

Ugh!

What did that thing do to you?

It ate my dollar and kept my carbs.

Can you bump this machine
and get us a new lead

on the David Clarke case?
We're stuck.

Maybe we missed something.

Whoever's behind the attacks
is cleaning up as they go.

What do you mean?

I read
the medical examiner's report.

There were scratches
on his neck

that are consistent
with self-defense.

But more consistent with having
second thoughts. Page 3.

I considered the same thing,

but the M.E.'s report
is conclusive.

It was a theory.

And a good one,
but still a dead end,

which is why I'm getting
called back to Washington.

There's nothing here to warrant
a continued federal presence.

You're leaving?

I'm booked on a flight
in the morning,

which means that the ice
in my hotel room's

gonna go to waste,

unless you have that drink
with me.

Seemed like a good idea last night,
but I...

Hmm.

I gotta finish up around here.

Yeah, I've been watching you
these past couple days...

Always so measured and careful,

concerned about your partner,
your friends.

And that's great.

But what about you?

Hmm?

Where's that guy

that wanted to sail off to Haiti
and take a risk?

You know, work will be here in the morning,
but I won't.

Come on.

Conrad doesn't know that I took
$5 million out of our account.

Well, he will,
but we'll be gone by then.

When do you want to go?

Mm, September 1st?

That's when Conrad
returns to the city.

You're not gonna back out,
are you?

No. You have to trust me.

I know you have a hard time
with that.

- David!
- No, that's why I want you to keep the safe.

Choose the passcode
and hide it somewhere.

No. If this is going to work,
we have to trust each other.

I'll choose the code,
and you hide the safe.

And when the time's right,

we'll open it together
and only together.

Together.

What?

Victoria: September 1st, 1993.

David.

I'm heading out of town.

If I don't come back,
there's a safe.

I need you to make sure that

the contents get sent
to every news outlet in America.

Here's the location
and the key code.

What is going on?

David,
if you really wanna earn my trust back,

tell me.

The guy coming after me
is Malcolm Black.

He ran an illegal arms operation
out of a compound in Canada.

So...
That's where you were the past 10 years?

Malcolm smuggled me up there
after I was stabbed.

He forced me to launder money
or he would kill Amanda.

When I fled,
I took evidence to protect myself.

And now I have to find him
to let him know that.

Okay, scale of 1 to 10...
How dangerous is this guy?

- I don't really have a choice.
- But maybe you do.

You were right about Emily.

When it comes to you,
she can't stay out of it.

She kind of hog-tied
and tortured

the second guy
who attacked you.

I sedated him and set him free,

but I also made sure that if
he found his way back,

I'd find him first.

I, uh, I developed a tracker
you can hide anywhere,

even in a glass of water.

Nanotech is the new black.

Yeah, see?

Guy's in Newark.

You can borrow my helicopter
if you want.

Pilot can meet you
in 20 minutes.

You're a good friend, Nolan.

For a guy that...
Doesn't have many friends,

I try not to take any
for granted.

Is, uh,
Nolan in his office yet?

No,
but he said he'd be back by last call

to sign off on payroll.

Thanks.

What are you doing here?

Trying to woo back
a old client.

But since he's not around,

I'm just here drinking to
my sad life.

And to our parents,

who I'm starting to believe
are actually in love.

Go away, Daniel.

Oh, you look good.

You out on a date?

Want me to call the poor guy
and read him his last rites?

You know,
I'm really not in the mood to be doing

whatever this is we've been
doing lately, so...

Oh, what?
Having honest conversations,

probably for
the first time ever?

Yeah, that sucks.

You know,
I'm starting to realize why we didn't work.

We're the same person.

Yeah, we're stubborn as hell,

and we use people
without giving a damn

about who gets hurt
in the process.

- That is not who I am.
- Oh, but it is.

I see you, Emily.

I see you.

So tell me,

who are you hurting these days?

Oh, wait. I'll go first.

Margaux,
the best woman I've been with in years...

No offense...

Wants nothing more
to do with me

because I'm an ass.

Well, we're not friends,
Daniel,

so I'm not gonna prop you up

and go tell you to
go fight for Margaux.

You don't fight for anything.

Huh.

- Ouch.
- Yeah.

I see you, too.

Hey, Em.

You really do
look pretty tonight.

And I think that means
you're up to something.

I just hope the guy isn't
wearing his heart on his sleeve.

Because trust me,
you'll use it.

Flight number 230

with service to Philadelphia...

Hey.

I need you to get a message
to Malcolm Black.

- Never heard of him.
- Really?

You were doing his dirty work
last night when you attacked me.

Find a way to get this to him

or I'll keep finding you.

Victoria:
Who hired Vince Walsh?

Word is a psychopath
named Malcolm Black.

He doesn't live in the states,

but he has someone local
with juice to hire the muscle.

And why does he want
David dead?

The order was to deliver him
unharmed.

Apparently,
he worked for Malcolm a couple of years ago.

David owes him a lot of money.

A couple of years ago?

I won't let anybody hurt David.

And if it's money
this Malcolm wants,

there is another solution.

I trust that you'll get that
in the right hands

and keep mine clean.

Shouldn't be a problem.

I'm getting impatient, Nolan.
We have a deadline.

Were you able to get into
her records?

I was, but...

You won't.

One of your reporters
called Louise's brother

and she is totally freaked out

and scared, so I'm out.

Are you feeling guilty?

Nolan, I can't conduct business

based on which way
your conscience is leaning.

You know,
as crazy as Louise may be,

I'm not gonna help you
do to her

what you did to me
with David Clarke.

And without the facts,

well,
you have to kill the story.

Well,
then our deal to fix your rep is over.

Turns out I only care what
my friends think about me,

and I'm in the process
of figuring out who they are.

Woman: Editorial.

Run the Ellis story tonight.

If there's a complaint,

that's what retractions are for,
no?

Somebody told me that
I don't fight for anything.

I love you,

and there's nothing you can say

or tell me that you don't love me,
too.

So you showed up drunk
to fight.

But I showed up.

Bravo.

Bravo as long as you do
the bare minimum.

What's that supposed to mean?

You. This.

You showed up here without
giving a damn about me.

I asked you to stay away.

This is me trying.

Hey, I'm not...
I'm not leaving.

I'm not doing this with you!

I have way too much
on my plate right now!

No, will you stop thinking about
your company for one minute?

I messed up,
but I'm not like your father,

and I'm not gonna let you
push me away

because of how screwed up
our families were.

Not were, Daniel. Are.

We're both screwed up
because of our families.

And I'm not going to make the same mistake.
This is over!

- Why do you get to decide that?
- I'm calling security.

I deserve a better answer.

Why?

Because I'm pregnant.

Victoria:
How was your drive?

I'm sorry for walking out on you,
but you're right.

I can't ask you to
stand by my side

and keep secrets from you.

Then tell me what you can.

Okay.

How about I start with where
I've been the last 10 years?

I knew there was more
to the story.

You weren't in that silo,
were you?

No.

There's a man.

He's more dangerous
than Conrad.

Did I forget to tip
the bartender?

You were right.

That wasn't a date.

No kidding.

I wanted information
on Alvarez,

and I used your interest in me
to get it.

Okay, well,
I gotta say that makes me feel a little better.

Most women don't bear trap
my wrist when I touch 'em.

I had someone, too,

and I lost him.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Yeah.

I just wrote off our flame out

as you never letting a guy win
at anything.

I mean, darts, pool.

What are you not good at?

Dating.

Yeah? Yeah, well,
that's clear after tonight.

And I still owe you one.

Okay.

So how about we get
the interview out of the way

before that date?

'Cause I'd rather leave Alvarez
home next time.

Thanks.

So...

What do you want to know?

I'm looking into the attack
on David Clarke.

One of the attackers
was arrested

and taken to your precinct.

Yeah. I know.
The guy killed himself.

- You don't think that he did.
- I think someone killed him.

I think someone who had
access to him,

someone who's working for

the people who are after
David Clarke.

What is it with you
and David Clarke?

His daughter means a lot to both of us,
so...

He means a lot to me.

And if Alvarez is working for

- the people who are trying to hurt him...
- Whoa. Whoa. Hold on.

Whatever it is
that's going on here,

I can assure you Alvarez has
nothing to do with it.

He's not dirty.

He's the only person with power
and the access to cover it up.

Yeah, but not the opportunity.

I ran into him when I left
your house last night.

He was coming from
David's beach house.

He gave me a ride home.

At the same time,
Pete Dunn was being transferred from holding.

Then it was someone else.
Except that it's not.

The guy was in a high security
interrogation room.

All right,
no one else had access to that room

except Alvarez and the feds.

Kate: Leave it on the desk,
please.

Man: Yes, ma'am.
Have a good night.