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Beauty & the Beast...
Come on, Braxton,

what do you want from me?

Well, it isn't what I want.

It's what the buyer wants.

Please don't tell me
there's another

beast out there.

Are you sure
that this is Braxton?

DNA and dental records match.

Seems we have
another beast on our hands.

Braxton said he
had a client from

a foreign country
that was interested

in one of Muirfield's assets.

What was the name of the client?
A crown prince? That's

the fourth cabal member? How the
hell are we gonna get to him?

There's no beast.
It's Braxton-- he's alive.

You're gonna be okay.

Did you catch him?

No.

I turned the names over to DHS.

Word came down
from the top-- DHS

will never make
a deal with Vincent.

The fight's over.
We lost.

Here.
It's your new life.

It has to end, Vincent,
one way or the other.

I got to stop Braxton
before he does something major.

I just really hate to lose
your business, Cat,

especially after
all these years.

I know, I'm sorry.

I mean, if it helps,
I can...

I can certainly waive
some of the bank fees.

No, that isn't what this is
about, Max, really, trust me.

I just...

I need to make sure

that my sister's taken care of.

Taken care of?

Cat, is everything all right?

Everything is fine.

It is. I can't

really talk about it,

but thank you for
everything, truly.

Sure.
Take care.

You, too.

How much cash
we talking about?

I mean, four-wheel drives don't
resell great in Jersey, man.

Caddies, Lincolns, okay, but...

Come on, it's in good condition.
Low mileage.

You know, blue book
says it's worth 25.

Yeah, well,

people who come here
don't do blue book.

They just do cash.

All right, I'll tell you what...

I'll give you 15 grand.

15? You kidding me?
Come on, pal,

I'm leaving town, okay?
The cash is for a friend

who's sacrificed
a lot for me, and...

All right, how about 20?

How about I call the cops?

Maybe we find out, you know,

why you're so hard up to sell?

What, you threatening me?

No, just doing business.
You know,

got to make a living.

Yeah, well,
I don't care about cops

Or dhs or fbi

or anyone else
who's after me, for that matter.

You know what, Dave...

you ever seen a guy's heart get
ripped right out of his chest?

Uh...

'Cause I have.

And it looks like it hurts
like a son of a bitch.

20's good.

Yeah.

Hundreds will be fine.

Thanks.

With the U.N. in session Tuesday

and foreign dignitaries
pouring in...

This thing is taking
forever to load.

Why'd I ever sell my computers?

Wait, what do you mean,
that's classified?

I'm the captain of
a freaking precinct.

City officials are expecting
road closures and traffic jams.

And how am I supposed to prove
Braxton's setting Vincent up

if I can't even find him,
let alone prove he's alive?

Hey, how am I supposed to figure
out what he's gonna blow up

if I can't get the
prince's motorcade route?

Then transfer me to
someone who can help me.

Come on, it's just
city surveillance,

it's not even high-res.

Fine, if you won't give me

Agent Dylan's cell,
just transfer me to her.

Hey, can you
turn that off, please?

Unless the news is gonna
tell me how the prince

is getting into the city.
Yeah, we're not that lucky.

Unbelievable.

It froze again.

They hung up on me again.

We're screwed.

No, Cat and Vincent are screwed,

and they're counting on us.

I mean, they should
just use their aliases

and get out of town now.
But no,

they're not going anywhere

until we stop Braxton
from killing the prince.

Yeah, and all the other innocent
people who will die with him

in whatever terrorist
plot he's got planned.

Why does everything have
to be this complicated?

Why can't we just find

what we need to find so Cat and
Vincent can have a damn life?!

Ow.

Hey, hey...

come on.

I'll get you some ice.

Only if you put it in a drink.

That's not gonna solve anything.

Yeah, well we're not
solving anything, anyway.

I mean, let's face it, all we're
trying to do is find Braxton

before Cat and
Vincent get caught

or, worse, killed
trying to stop him.

Look, this is their path, JT.

All we can do is
just try and help them.

Now you're sounding like Cat.
Yeah, well,

maybe because she's right.

Look, they've done
a lot of good, they've

helped a lot of people,
but it's been

at their expense and ours.

We have to help them
finish this, JT.

We have to help them

stop the last person
who can make beasts.

So we can all move on.

Yeah.
Without Cat and Vincent.

Heather, don't.

I have to get out of here.
Jamal.

What...

You guys are not...
Come on,
back in bed.

You don't understand,
I have to see my sister.

No! Jamal.

Come on, just...

for the afternoon.
Take it easy.

Shh, shh.
Is this necessary?

Restrain her.
No...

They never listen.
Third time today.

Heather?
Kyle.

What the hell?
Untie me.

When did this happen?
How did you get shot?

Are you okay?
Saturday, stupidly,
and yes, I'm fine. Now,

will you get me out of here,
okay? I have to make sure

that Cat and Vincent
are all right.

Vincent's in jail.
Well, no, he was. Thanks to you.

But then he broke out
so he could try and catch
the guy who shot me.

What? I'm lost.

I forgive you.
For getting him arrested, I do.

I know that you only did it
because you thought I was

in trouble, but I can't
just sit on my ass

worrying about Cat and Vincent,
so if you ever want to

have sex with me again, you'll
get me the hell out of here.

Please?

Oh, boy. You know what,

I think that chocolate mousse
was a bad idea.

So why'd you
order it?

Oh, you know,
last supper and all.

Good point.

Hi.
Valet ticket?

Actually, we're
leaving with a friend.

Okay, thanks.

Thank you.

Worried about Braxton?

No, no.

Tess and JT will come through.
We'll get him.

Well, we got to get
the prince first.

And not just to
stop the attack,

but to make sure that he
testifies against Braxton.

Yeah, and make sure
neither one of them

ever try and make
another one of me.

And then we can leave?
Yeah.

Valet ticket?
Thanks.

You saved
some cash for us, right?

Yeah, enough
to get started.

Okay, yeah. So after this,
we say our last good-byes?

Hope I don't
cry again.

Me, too.

Okay, this is our ride.
You ready?

I've got it.
Excuse me,

are you Prince Abu's
personal assistant?

Why, yes, I am.

And you are?

Nobody you want to mess with.

Get in.
Come on.

Who are you? What do you want?

We want you to save
our happily ever after.

Now buckle up.

¶ ¶

Come on, in. Go.

Okay, what is this?

This is how your boss'
business partner, Peter Braxton,

is trying to set me up to look
like some kind of terrorist.

Who's Peter Braxton?

You know who he is.
You're the advance planner

for all the prince's trips.
You can't not know Braxton.

Yeah, and, uh,
we got Ecklund over here

and Garrus right here
next to Braxton.

That's right, we know all
about your boss' connections.

And we also know your boss
was the one who supplied

the innocent victims
to their so-called cause.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

The hell you don't.

Listen, we're
running out of time,

okay? Tomorrow, in this city,

there's a bomb
that's gonna go off.

And all we know is that
Braxton is behind it

and he's trying
to cover his tracks.

And right now the last
track he's gonna cover

is your boss.
Garrus and Ecklund
are already dead,

which means
the prince is next.

And believe it or not,
we're trying to save him,

but we won't do it
unless he helps us first.

Helps you how?
We know he provided

the people for
Braxton's experiments.

We want names

so that we can
have leverage on him.

And so DHS can clear my name

for all the things
that Braxton's done.

The prince
has diplomatic immunity.

It's not gonna matter
if your prince is dead, is it?

And it's not gonna

help you much, either, if more
people die in that attack.

The prince simply wanted
to protect his family.

Braxton said that he could

make his bodyguards unstoppable.

But the prince would've
never asked them to volunteer

had he known what Braxton
was really doing to them.

All we know is that
good people ended up dead.

And the prince was afraid
that if he said anything that

Braxton would come after him.

Which is exactly
what he's about to do.

You can't get into
the city as it is,

and now we got all these
freaking road closures.

I mean, why-why can't
these, uh, these ambassadors

or-or princes or-or whoever
the hell else is coming in,

like, can't they just
Skype in or something?

I mean, look at this,
this is a mess.

I can't even park my truck.

They're gonna ticket me
right here. This is nuts.

Like, why-why isn't de Blasio
doing something...?

¶ ¶

So... we're good, right?

Yeah, as long as you don't
get caught before tomorrow

and as long as JT
can find Braxton

and Tess
can find that route.

Yeah, well, hopefully
Karim can help us out,

although I got a feeling
DHS is probably

the only one who
knows the route.

Which means that
there is nothing left

for us to do but wait.

Yeah.

Well, it might be good having
nothing to do for once.

It's time to... tie
up some loose ends.

It's strange having nothing
to do all of a sudden.

I mean, we've spent
all this time running,

scrambling
just to survive.

I've kind of gotten used
to putting everything else

in my life on hold.
Well, after tomorrow,

we won't have to worry
about it, will we now? Hey.

Rooftop, tonight. One last time.

One last time.
Okay.

Don't be late.

Look, I'm trying

to figure out where the attack's
gonna be, too, okay?

Okay. But what does a Saudi
prince have to do with it?

And what makes you think
it's even connected?

Look, I-I can't tell you that.
I just need you to trust me.

Trust you? That's funny,
coming from the best friend

of a terrorist's wife.
Oh, come on.
Vincent's not a terrorist.

No? Then why did he
break out of prison?
To stop the attack,

to prove who the terrorist
really is.
Yeah, the dead guy.

Braxton's not dead, okay?
If you'd stop wasting

your resources on Vincent and
get your head out of your ass,

you'd see I'm telling you
the truth!

Excuse me. Secure link is up.

Secretary's waiting
on an update.

All right, I'm on my
way. You want my help,

Captain? You tell me
everything you know.

Otherwise you get
nothing from me.

:
Want to bet?

All right, JT, this better work.

Let me help.

Careful with the shoulder.
No, we have to get this

to Cat and Vincent, all right?
JT said they could be leaving

as soon as tomorrow.
Here, hold this.

Wait, taxi! Come on!

Seriously? Damn it.
Heather, wait.

We can't wait.
Come on, please.

Wigs? Burner phones? Just
tell me what's going on here.

Trust me, the less you know,
the better, all right?

Just in case we get caught.
Caught doing what?

Helping Vincent and Cat escape?
Is that what we're doing?

Kyle, if I told you what was
really going on, you could get

in a lot of trouble, okay?
Go-to-jail kind of trouble,

'cause you'd be an accessory and
I really can't do that to you.

Look, I screwed up last time,
okay? Part of why they're in

whatever trouble they're in
is because of me.

I trust you.
I believe you.

I just want to get it right
this time.

You are definitely
high-maintenance,

you know that,
don't you?
Yeah, I know.

But I'm worth it.

Taxi!

Call me if
you need me.

Put that sling back on.

Right.

Who are you?

Oh, hi. You must be Catherine's
sister. It's Heather, right?

Yeah.
Well, I hope it's all right

if I pay you in cash.

Heather,
what are you doing here?

You're supposed to be
at the hospital.

Why are Mom's
things out?

And your lease and...

Last will and testament?
Okay,

I can explain.
Is he a lawyer?

Are you a lawyer?

Yes.
Seriously?

No, you know,
I am finally

on board trying to
get you and Vincent

your stupid happily ever after!

And you're getting ready to die!

Heather, wait!

Sorry.

Heather, I'm sorry.

No. I am not
doing this again.

You really want it
to end this way?

It's just...

everything's happening so fast.

I'm sorry. I didn't want you
to find out like that.

Well, how else was I supposed
to find out, at your funeral?

No, of course not. It's just...

I wanted to make sure that
everything was taken care of,

just in case.

In case you die.
Heather, listen to me.

I'm not planning on dying, okay?

But... but it could happen.
Cat,

don't say that.
I have to,
because it's true.

Obviously, Vincent and I
don't want that to happen,

but... I don't know, Heather.
Looking over our shoulders

all the time,
that's got to stop.

I know, but...
Which means,

one way or the other,
we are leaving, tomorrow.

I just didn't want to leave
without making sure

that you were
taken care of.
I don't want to talk about this.

Heather, we have
to talk about it.

And it's not just Vincent
and I who have to move on.

You do, too.

I mean, come on,

you all but put your life
on hold for me

since you got back last year,
and the least I can do is

help you get a fresh start.

What? I don't
want your money.

Well, too bad.

I prepaid the lease
on the apartment,

put it in your name,

signed over my car,

and I, uh...
I left you Mom's things.

Pictures... Hey.

It's gonna be okay, Heath.

It's gonna be okay.

Vincent and I
really believe that.

And, you know, it's
our only chance to be together.

And... it's a chance for you

to start taking care
of yourself again.

Without getting shot.

Or kidnapped or caged,
Hmm.

terrorized, punched, kicked...

See?

Things are looking
better already.

No, Tess, just copy

the IP address, and it'll be
like you're on Dylan's computer,

okay? Then just search her files
for the motorcade route.

Vincent. Uh...

:
I haven't found Braxton yet.
What do I tell him?

Don't worry.
You'll find him.

Beast hearing.

How quickly one forgets.

Call you back.
Uh, get that route.

Vincent, look,
I'm-I'm sorry.

I-I feel
like I'm letting you down.

I-I just can't find the guy,
anywhere,

and-and I know if I don't,
then you're gonna take the fall,

so...
So,

maybe this will help.

What is it?

A new laptop?

Okay, not just
any laptop.

I mean, this thing is
top of the line, man.

It's got facial recognition
software installed,

which you need, right? So...

I mean, this is fantastic.

Uh, it must've cost
a fortune.

Eh. Well, no, it's nothing
compared to what you had before,

before you had to sell it
all off, you know, so...

Wait a minute,

why are you

giving me this?

To help you find Braxton,
of course.

That's not true.

You know what, forget it.
I don't want it.

What? Come on.
No.

You think I'm stupid? You think
I don't know what you're doing?

Okay, we've been through this.
You know I got to leave.

I mean, I just...
I thought you understood.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean
I like it, okay?!

We grew up together.

I-I've been by your side
every step of the way,

living in the shadows,
keeping you alive.

And now, what, y-you're leaving

and you give me
a freakin' laptop?!

I'm sorry. It's just... hard.

That's all.

I mean,
I've known you all my life.

We're like brothers.
Come on.

We are brothers.

And I don't want to lose
another one

any more than you do.

Come here, buddy.

Well, this sucks.

Here.

JT got me
into Agent Dylan's computer,

and I found out the prince flies
into LaGuardia tomorrow

at noon, then motorcades
to the Pierre.

You sure
he's using the Queensboro?
Positive,

'cause they're already sweeping
it for explosives.

But they're not clearing the
tunnel. So it's his only way

into the city. Although
how Braxton plans

on blowing it up,
I have no idea,

'cause it'll have been cleared
by tomorrow.

Still, it does everything
Braxton wants it to do:

it covers up the prince's
murder in what looks

like a terrorist attack.
Yeah, which Vincent
gets blamed for,

unless we can somehow stop it.

So we have to get to him
before he gets to the bridge.

How? I mean, I can't
exactly pull him over.

He's a head of state.
And DHS isn't

gonna believe me,
so they won't stop him.

Right. Which means
we have to do it.

All right, let's go.
No, Tess.

I meant Vincent and I have to.

I'm not gonna sit around and
do nothing while someone tries

to blow up a damn bridge.
It isn't just someone--

it's Braxton. And nobody else
knows he's alive,

so we're the only ones who have
a chance of catching him.

No, Cat...
Tess,

you said yourself

that nobody would believe you.

There's nothing
else you can do.

We will stop him.

I promise you.

You better.

Don't.

Don't.

I'm not saying good-bye

'cause I plan
on seeing you again.

Understand?

Okay.

Damn it.

¶ You told me the day ¶

¶ That you'd show me
your face ¶

¶ We'd be in trouble ¶

¶ For a long time... ¶

You know everything's
gonna be okay.

I know.

Just gonna miss
this place, that's all.

Yeah, we'll find
a new rooftop.

Maybe.

How did today go?

More tears,
just like you said.

Tess wouldn't even
let me say it.

Ah, sounds
like Tess.

I thought
JT was gonna punch me.

Yeah?

And Heather,
with her one good arm.

It's a lot to give up, isn't it?

Yeah.

More than we ever
wanted to.

But, you know, I still believe
it's gonna work out.

How do you know?

I don't.

Um... Tess-- she, uh... she
figured out what the target is.

It's the Queensboro Bridge.

That makes
complete sense.

JT just found out how
Braxton's planning to escape.

Apparently, he pilots his own
jet, and it just got moved

to a private airstrip about 45
minutes west of the Queensboro.

Well, it seems like
Braxton's sticking around

just long enough
to see that bridge blow.

I know it's not gonna be easy

for us to get to
the prince first.

Since when has it ever
been easy for us?

All right, good point,
smarty-pants.

This really is it,
isn't it?

We are never
coming back here.

No.

We're never
coming back.

¶ To be afraid of nothing. ¶

Go on through!
Go on through!

Just so we're clear,

haven't really
done anything like this before.

Well, it seems
appropriate, considering

it might be the last
thing that we ever do.

Come on, have a little
confidence, will you?
No.

I-I do. I'm just... I'm nervous,

and I have to pee.

What? You're kidding me, right?

No, not.
Can you hold on?

How far away are they, JT?

Police dispatch
says two minutes.

Got it.

Showtime.

All right.

All right, you ready?

Yeah. I still have
to pee, though.

I love you.

You know that?

The things I do.

Move you car
out of the road now!

NYPD. Move your vehicle
immediately.

What do you want me to do?
It's stalled. Sorry.

Get your car out of
the way. We're trying

to get through here.
Come on, we got to get through.

It's a piece
of garbage.

Ready?
You got to go.

I'm stalled.
Come on.

Get out of the way.

Okay, take a big, deep breath,
okay?

Three, two.

Hey. How you doing?

Hang your phone up.

Hang up the phone!

You're...

You're one of them.
Yes, I'm one of them.

Braxton sent you, didn't he?
Actually, we're here

to save you from Braxton,
who's trying to kill you,

along with other
innocent people.

What?
Listen to me.

You're going testify against
Braxton, you're gonna prove

that he's the one
that killed the innocent people

that you provided,
you got it? You help us

bury him, and I will
help save your life.

How-how do I know
you're telling the truth?

Would we go through all this
if it wasn't true?

You think we want
to die with you?

Come on. Decide now.

Once we're on that bridge,
it's all over for all of us.

You have to believe me.

I had no idea what Braxton
was up to. I still don't.

But you're the only person
who can help us

stop this from ever happening
again. Please.

That can't be good, can it?

No.

The bomb's under the car.
At least now we know

how Braxton's gonna blow
this damn thing up.

What do we do?
Do we turn around?
No.

It's too late to turn around.
We're already on the bridge.

He's gonna blow
it up any second.

All right, tell the
driver to stop the car.
What?!

Tell him to stop the car! Come
on! We're running out of time!

Get him off!

Get the prince
off the bridge now! Go!

Go!

Vincent, are you sure
this is gonna work?

Like I said, I've
never done this before.

Hold my hand.
Vincent...
Please, just
hold my hand.

Trust me.

Oh, no.

:
Come on. Come on.

I can't believe they're gone.

JT, are you sure?

I ran down to the river,

kept checking to see
if they would pop up, but...

I was sure that they'd find
a way, like they always do.

Where is Braxton?

Braxton,

don't move! You're under arrest!

Actually, no.

Please move.

Stay behind me.

At least
we finished it for them.

¶ When all this is over ¶

¶ We'll go to our own homes ¶

¶ Take off our old clothes... ¶

I'm sorry.

It's just...

It's really hard.

I mean, I...

I didn't just lose a friend.

I lost a brother in Vincent.

Cat, too.

She was like family...
family to us.

Great friend,

loyal partner.

Loving sister.

I'm so sorry.

This isn't fair, okay?

It's not.

Cat and Vincent
deserved better.

They deserved...

their happily-ever-after,

and I don't know why
they didn't get it.

They sacrificed so much
for everybody,

put up with so much,
did so much good,

despite the fact...

I guess only a few of us
will ever...

really know

how much
they went through.

They were heroes.

That's all there is to it.

It's the way they lived...

...and that's how they died.

¶ Love me, my darling ¶

¶ Like the first day
of winter... ¶

At least they were together,

which is all
they ever really wanted anyway.

¶ Of one single candle ¶

¶ A love we can not handle ¶

¶ Will melt us together ¶

¶ And make it all right ¶

¶ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. ¶

You have to give yourself
some time.

We all do.

There are no
shortcuts here.

I know. It's just...

I'm not saying it's harder for
me, because it's not, but...

at least you can
go back to your job

and do something with
your life, but me?

I don't even know where to
start after all these years.

Excuse me.

Professor Forbes?

Yeah?
My condolences.

I am so sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

How did you know, uh...?

Actually, I didn't know
either one of them,

at least not directly.

Forgive me if this seems
awkward, but Dr. Keller told me

this would be
the best place to find you.

Wait. What?
Yes.

He called and asked
if the job offer

that we extended several weeks
ago was still good,

and if it was, thought you might
be interested in it now.

What job offer?
Who are you?

Sorry. I'm Frank Buck,

Senior Vice President
at Tanirushi Biotech.

Tanirushi?
Wait, when did you talk
to Vincent?

A couple days ago, I guess,
just before the accident.

Yeah, but how'd he know to send
you here, to his own funeral?

I don't know.

We just got the message.

I don't even know
where she kept the stupid vases.
Hey, hey.

I don't know.

It hurts so much
I can't even breathe.

God, we were just
shopping for them, weren't we?

We just...
we bought 'em the wigs

and-and the cell phone, and...

What?

Where are they?

Where's what?

The stuff that we bought 'em.

The wigs and...
and the carry-on?

Do you see it
anywhere?

No.

Well, start looking.

Cat would...

didn't have a chance
to get rid of them, and...
Heather.

...and-and she wouldn't have
taken them with her, unless...

Unless what?

It's not here.

None of it is here.

Do you understand
what this means?

No.
They took it
with them

because they needed it.

Kyle, they're alive.

They're...

Oh, my God, they're alive!

What?

¶ Are teenage dreams
so hard to beat? ¶

¶ Every time she walks
down the street ¶

¶ I wanna hold you,
wanna hold you tight ¶

¶ Get teenage kicks
right through the night... ¶

Bonjour, mademoiselle.

V... Adam.

Merci.

Okay.

I thought you forgot.

Come on. Our first wedding
anniversary? No way.

Well, considering everything
that has happened to us

since our wedding,
I would understand.

Well, doesn't matter now, right?
This is what it's all about.

I can't believe
we got away with it.

Blurring me out of that limo
into the river before it blew.

Yeah, well, I told you
to trust me, didn't I?

Mm. My hero.

So, where are we going?

Come on, I told you.
It's a surprise.

Oh. I have a surprise
for you, too.

What?

I passed the French bar.
I'm an avocat.

You are?
Yes.

That's amazing!
Congratulations! Mwah.

I can't believe this is real.
What?

Six months ago, we were dead,
and now we're here.

Well, this is where
we belong, right?

The City of Love.

Absolutely.

It's just...

You miss 'em, don't you?

Don't you?

Absolutely.

Okay, so what's
the big surprise?

They are.

Eh! Bonjour!

Are you kidding me?

Happy anniversary.

Hi, sister!
Buddy!

Oh, my God, get a room.

Come here, you.

Mwah. Good to see you.

Look at you!

Beautiful. You're
like a big woman now.
Now that we're all together,

let's eat, drink,
and be merry.

You want a drink?
Yes.

A votre santé.

Santé!

I can't believe you guys
are actually here.

I know.
Guys, you
should've heard

JT's eulogy. It was beautiful.

A little schmaltzy
but it's okay.

Come on...
Give me a break.
I thought they were really dead,

remember? What?
JT, not so loud.

I did.
I know, but everyone else needs
to still think that they are.

Nobody's looking for them.
Otherwise we wouldn't be here,

right?
Okay,

how's Kyle?

Kyle's good.

Oh.
Yeah.

We're, you know...

Living in sin.

Tess!
What?

You are.

Wait, in-in our bed?

Ugh, that's just wrong.
Okay, whatever.

It's okay for you guys
but not for us?

Uh, okay.
Wait-wait a minute.
What?

You guys
are living together now?

Yes, they are.

Oh.
Yeah.

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Great.

To living in sin!
To living in sin.

To living in sin.
To love!

To love!
To love.

To love. I will drink to that.

Okay, Cat, let the
police handle it.

¶ Turn around ¶

Ugh.
Ugh.

Damn.

Damn it. Here we go again.

¶ Be with me
until the moment goes ¶

¶ Here we go. ¶