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Previously on Wild Cards...

What do you want?

Six more months off
my dad's sentence.

We're back in business.

So, now do I get a badge?

So, what about us?

What about us?

Are we gonna stay partners?

I just don't wanna do that
thing where we pretend like

something didn't happen.

Of course not.

I thought we were finally
getting to a good place.

You must be willing to walk away
from anyone

at the drop of a hat.

If you cannot,

that's your warning sign
to cut them loose.

Do you like weddings?

I think they're fine, I guess.

You?

Weddings will always have
a special place in my heart.

Why?

Pulled some of my
best cons there.

Romantic.

Emotions running high.

Free booze.

Conga lines.

Weddings are fertile grounds
for manipulation.

Hey, when you got married
to Olivier,

did you have some big,
crazy wedding?

No, that was just a work thing.

We signed the papers
at City Hall.

But if I ever do
get married for real,

I'm gonna do it big.

- Really?
- Oh, yeah.

I'm talking...

trapeze artists, fireworks.

Earth, Wind & Fire
live on stage.

Never thought you'd be
into that kinda thing.

What? You think I would do

a Vegas drive-through
chapel wedding

with Elvis marrying us?

Kinda. Yeah.

When I was little, I always
envisioned my wedding

would be the one big party
I'd finally get to have.

Well, I hope you get
that someday.

Maybe.

Come on.

Morning, Detective.

Morning.

Max.

Always a bridesmaid,
never a detective.

I'll take you to the body.

Let's have a look.

What do we got?

I'm afraid her special day
turned out to be her last.

Poor thing.

What happened?

You see this inflammation?

Nervous hives?

Nope.

It's only present where
her corset touched her skin.

It's an allergic reaction?

That's what I thought
at first, but I made a couple

quick field tests.

Was able to rule out anything
like anaphylaxis, etcetera.

Take a peek.

You see that fine
grayish powder?

It's some kind of
transdermal toxin.

When she put on the dress,
it penetrated her epidermis

and entered her bloodstream.

Could it be something that
came from the manufacturer?

No.
This was definitely applied.

I have to run more tests
back at the lab.

I'm dying to find out
what that powder is.

So, someone poisoned her dress?

Seems so.

What about
the bridesmaid's dresses?

They're clean.

Oh my God!

Excuse me.
Who are you?

I'm the bride.

Who's she?

I saw the police outside,
and I came down right away.

Heather!

Thank God you're all right.

Oh.

And you are?

Oh. I'm... I'm sorry.

Uh, my name is Walter.
I'm Heather's uncle.

He's my only family.

Either of you recognize
this dead woman?

No!

No idea who she is or why
she was wearing my dress.

Well, we have some idea.

The security team told us she's,
uh, one of the maids

that works here,
the night shifts.

Her coworker said she was
obsessed with getting married,

so, she would send
her boyfriend photos

as not so subtle hints.

That's why she was wearing
your dress.

Heather?

Oh my God.

Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Oh my God, I was so worried.

Uh, this is my fiancé, Joseph.

I came right over
as soon as I heard.

Uh... do you need a medic?

Wh-why isn't there a medic here?

No, no. I'm not hurt.
I'm just...

so upset for that poor girl.

Hey. That poor girl could've
been you.

And I don't know what
I would've done if I...

I can't lose you.

That's what you call true love.

Can any of you think of
a reason why somebody would

wanna hurt Heather?

Absolutely not.

No. I mean...
my work keeps me so busy, I...

barely have any friends,
let alone enemies.

What do you do?

She is a luxury
amenities curator.

Sounds fancy.

It's not.

Babe. It is.

I don't know why you keep
downplaying your job so much.

You know the tiny
shampoo bottles and soaps

you find in hotel rooms?

Oh, yeah, I love those.

I don't know why I love them,
I just... do.

You know what? It was probably
just some kook.

Like that guy years ago

who poisoned those pill bottles.

Maybe.

My colleagues are reviewing
the security footage

as we speak, so we should
know more shortly.

I used to be a hype girl

for weddings and Bar Mitzvahs
one summer.

Yeah, that doesn't surprise me.

Fun Yates fact,
I know every single word

to Rapper's Delight in three
different languages.

Do you wanna hear?

No, I do not.

I found something.

Okay. We'll save it
for the ride home.

What do you got?

I've got the delivery man
on camera

dropping off the dress.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

You seen this guy before?

Well, sure.

He's been delivering here
for years.

That's not the strange part,
though.

Look at this.

That's him dropping off
the dress, and then he leaves

27 minutes later.

Okay.

She's checking to make sure
she's alone.

She enters and then
she doesn't come out.

What is the strange part?

Well, in between the delivery
driver dropping off the dress

and the maid entering
the room, there's this static.

Whoa. What's that?

Hang on, back it up.

Slow it down.

Freeze it. Right there.

Somebody's turning
into the hallway

just before the cameras cut out.

If somebody was walking
to the bridal suite,

where would the next camera
pick them up?

Here.

Damn.

It happened again.

The camera's all glitch out,
starting from the back door

all the way to the suite.

And back out again in reverse.

Is your security system
hardwired or Wi-Fi?

Wi-Fi.

I think somebody entered
the building

with a handheld Wi-Fi jammer.

Would knock out all the cameras

within 20 feet of it.

Mm-hmm.

It'd be like wearing
a cloak of invisibility.

And why didn't I have that
when I was a teenager?

Let's see if we can't
catch a glimpse

of this guy somewhere.

So, you said you were alone
last night in your hotel

until this morning?

Yes.

We like the tradition of
the bride and groom

not seeing each other
the night before the wedding.

Is there anyone you can
think of that has a grudge

against Heather?

No, I...

I-I really can't.

Maybe some coworkers?

I mean, Heather travels
for work a lot.

I don't really know
her coworkers.

Except her uncle, of course.

They work together?

I mean, yeah,
he got her the job.

Interesting.

Oh my God!

Oh, you poor thing.

I'm the one they tried to kill.

Of course!

I just meant he could've
been caught in the crossfire.

Only if he was wearing my dress.

Sorry. Who is this?

I'm Brooke.
Joseph's best friend.

And maid of honour.

Really?

Really.

I got here as soon as I could.

I was handling the Rubio's
hot air ballooning quinceañera

when I got the call.

And you are?

Lydia. I work for
the wedding planners.

Once I heard about
what happened,

I immediately got in
contact with her,

because you two shouldn't
have to deal with this.

I just got assigned
to this emergency.

But don't worry,
I will handle everything.

The band's been canceled
as well as the catering.

It's too late to stop the cake,

but maybe we can donate it
to a homeless shelter.

Oh, that sounds like
a nice gesture.

I thought so.

We appreciate everyone's
help and concern.

This is a horrible tragedy
for Joseph and I.

We need to be practical.

I don't think we can
postpone anything.

Babe, really?

What other option do we have?

I mean, it's gonna take months
to reschedule everything.

I don't know when I can get
the time off work again.

We have to leave for
our honeymoon tomorrow.

It is non-refundable.

Yeah, I guess that's true.

Joseph, you've waited such
a long time for this day.

I think you should wait a
few more months or a year.

A lot can change in a year.

If I may...

Events such as this only
serve to remind us

that we really only have today.

I mean, who knows what's
gonna bring tomorrow?

My only regret in life
is putting off all the things

that I wanted to do
with my late wife.

Look, whether you decide
to get married or not today

is up to you, but as far as
this honeymoon goes,

I wanna remind you all
that no one is leaving town

in the middle of an
ongoing investigation.

You're okay.

That's all that matters.

We will figure
the rest out, right?

I feel bad.

This is the story they're gonna
be telling

about their wedding day
for the rest of their lives.

If we don't catch this killer,

the story they're gonna
be telling is a lot worse.

Excuse me.

We're gonna need to take
statements for everyone's

whereabouts last night
and this morning.

Joseph, we'll start with you.

So, where were
the guests staying?

Everyone from the wedding
party is staying here.

Ellis took their statements.

They all said they were
in their rooms all night.

Well, I'm hoping to catch
a glimpse of this guy,

even if it's off
the reflection of a window

or something.

Lookie here.

Creeping around at 2:13 AM
in the morning

can only mean one thing.

Booty call.

Isn't that the groom?

It's bad luck for the groom
to see the bride

the night before.

That's not the bride.

Okay, it was me.

I went to Joseph's
hotel room last night.

Why?

To talk.

And by...

talk...

you mean...

Talk.

Right.

Okay, so you went to his
hotel room at 2:13 AM

to talk.

What did you wanna talk about?

About how I shouldn't be
rushing into marriage.

It's a big thing
to drop on someone

the night before
they get married.

Brooke and I have known
each other since college.

I mean, sure, we dated for
a few months, but...

it was never anything serious.

We've been best friends
ever since.

Look, it's gonna sound cliché,
but for my first date

with Heather, I just knew
she was the one.

That woman is not to be trusted.

Then why are you
her maid of honor?

Joseph asked me to do it.

So, I agreed to it for him.

Because Heather doesn't
have any friends.

None?

Not one.

The only person on
the bride's side is that

weird uncle of hers.

Okay, no one has even
met any work colleagues.

Well, some people prefer
to keep their personal

and professional life separate.

She's always gallivanting
all around the world.

Isn't that her job?

She'll never even FaceTime
when she's away.

Isn't that weird?

And another thing,

last minute she insisted on
changing their honeymoon

from Tahiti to Vienna.

Who does that?

Somebody who prefers strudel
to sunshine?

You know what I think?

No. What?

I think...

she has another
husband somewhere.

Oh, come on. That is
a crazy accusation.

Yes, Heather travels
for work all the time.

But you don't get to be
the number three

luxury amenities curator
in the Northwest

without hard work.

What about the FaceTime
avoidance thing?

Heather sometimes feels like
the video calls make her look

like she has a double chin.

Hell, I don't like 'em either.
It's not a big deal.

It is to Brooke.

Let me ask you something.

Do you think she's capable
of harming someone?

No.
I can't believe that.

Or maybe he doesn't
wanna believe it.

Well, it's possible.

Brooke did have motive
and opportunity.

There's something I do agree
with Brooke on, though.

There's something weird
going on between

Heather and her uncle.

I just can't put
my finger on it.

Yeah, you're right.

I'm gonna call the station
and run a background check

on the both of them,
see if we can dig up a reason

why someone other than Brooke
would wanna kill her.

Okay, good.
You do that.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna go do some digging
of my own.

Don't do anything illegal!

Why does he always think
the worst of me?

First class tickets to Vienna.

One.

Two.

Three.

Heather.

Joseph.

Walter?

You're taking your uncle
with you on your honeymoon?

Well, that's a mood killer.

Every time I think
about that poor maid.

Sad, yes, but better her
than you.

And what I can't figure out
is how the hell

did they find us?

I promise, I have been
so careful.

No, I'm not blaming you.

Now with this botched hit
and the police messing around...

Don't worry about
the local yokels.

This is so far above
their pay grade,

they'll never be able
to figure out

what's really going on.

Come on.

Max, I told you not to do
anything illegal.

Let's just pretend I tripped.

And fell into her room.

And then her purse.

And then the closet.

Can we just focus on
my win here?

That Heather and her uncle
are up to something.

Now, if what you heard is true,

then I think someone's
after Heather.

Maybe her uncle Walter, too.

Well, did anything show up
when you ran their names?

No. Neither of them
have a criminal record.

Okay, well, that doesn't
mean anything.

There was nothing
on my file, either,

until the Pallione case
tripped me up.

Olive wants me back
at the morgue.

She must've found something.

You go see her and I'll focus
on the real research.

And I can now confirm
the vic suffered

fatal systemic toxicity
through transdermal absorption

of the powdered substance
on the wedding dress.

Meaning she was poisoned?

Yes.

Okay, but we already knew that,
didn't we?

But we didn't know
what kind of poison.

It seems to be a toxic,
custom-brewed cocktail.

Pretty sophisticated stuff.

So far, I have
identified thallium.

English, please.

Originally used as a rat poison,

but was discontinued
due to exposure risks.

And this is something
that would be

readily available to civilians?

There are online sources.

Chemical supply houses.

But that stuff's more dangerous
than mercury.

Whoever did this
really had to know

what they were doing.

What about the rest
of the ingredients?

More tests are needed.

All I can say is there was
enough poison in that dress

to bring down a Brahma bull.

Hey, darling.

Hey, Ricky.
What you got for me?

I can tell you right now.

This is no hotel
soap saleswoman.

She was the intended target.

Well, her socials,
they're entirely fake.

Everything about her is
a carefully constructed ruse.

By who?

I don't know.

But this is really good.

Like... like next-level good.

Her posts match up
with flight manifests,

hotel reservations.

I can't even trace its origins.

And... and you know,
it takes a lot to impress me.

Oh, by the way, are you
picking me up or vice versa?

What are you talking about?

Don't tell me you forgot.

Damn it.

Uh, Ricky, we're in
the middle of this case.

That's no bueno, chica.

Oh, I know, I know,
I feel terrible.

Look, can I meet you there?

And promise you'll cover for me?

Don't I always?

Max and Ellis
want us to bring in the bride.

Detectives!

Hey, uh, have you guys
seen Heather?

No, we're looking for her
right now, why?

I, uh... I found this note
under my door.

"My darling Joseph, this whole
situation has me rattled.

"I need to take some time
on my own to think.

"I love you with all my heart,
don't ever forget that.

"Love, Heather."

Do you have any idea
where she could've gone?

No. Her cell's off.
So is her uncle's.

What if something happened
to her?

We've got some homemade paté.

So, Max isn't coming?

A few of those
crab vol-au-vent you love.

Wasn't she home with you?

Smoked sockeye

with lemony crème fraiche
and blinis.

Okay. Not a blini fan.

She's just running a bit late.

She knows how much this day
means to me.

To both of us.

Ever since her mother
passed away,

we've celebrated Viv's
and my wedding anniversary.

You know, she's just wrapping up
a case.

You know she's working
really hard to get you

outta here early.

I think I need to
be alone, Ricky.

Oh, really?

Even if I told you,
I also brought...

drum roll, please.

Your favorite custard tarts.

Okay, maybe just one.

Are you sure?

Damn it.

Okay. Thanks.

That was Simmons.

Heather's gone,
and so is her uncle.

I'm gonna put a BOLO out
on both of them right now.

Vienna.

Hey, come here.
Look at this.

You were right.

Two people just chartered
a helicopter across the border

to catch a flight for Europe.

And passports need to be filed
whenever there's

an international
flight manifest.

Passenger names?

Robert Thomas. Rebecca Meyers.

But that's Heather and Walter.

Exactly.

We gotta stop them.
Come on.

Fake passports.

Double lives.

I hate to say it, but it seems
like con artists to me.

But Heather does really seem
to love Joseph.

What, you don't think
that could be a con, too?

The one thing that I've learned
over the years...

you can hide a bunch of secrets,

but the one tell
that gives people away

is love.

Stop right there!

We don't have time for this now.

Yeah, well, make time.

Put your hands up where
I can see them now.

- Move!
- Max, get down!

I'm confused.
Who's the bad guys?

Right now, the guy
shooting at us.

Stay here. Okay?
Don't move.

Okay.

You okay?

Yeah.

Heather! Cover me.

Where's your gun?

I don't have one.

Why not?

It's a long story.
How come you have one?

Longer story.

Got him!
One shooter left.

Who won?

Us, for now.

You okay?

Heather!

She's shot.

Heather.

She's not responding.

The bullet went through cleanly.
I need to stop the bleeding.

Help me.

Here.

I need you to apply pressure.

I... I gotta get something
out of my bag.

No, no, no. Don't move!
I have a med kit in my bag.

Max, go in the bag.
Get it.

What kinda honeymoon
needs a med kit?

You've done this before.

More than I'd prefer
to remember.

Who the hell are you two?

Who are you?

We are the good guys, all right?

Yeah, well, I'm sure
the dead maid

would disagree with you.

That was just an unfortunate
accident.

Why are these people trying
to kill you?

It's a matter of
international security.

Fake passports, double life,
hospital in a bag.

You're spies!

More like couriers of
sensitive information.

Spies!

Okay, th-that...
that should do it.

Okay, let's get her up
and get her to the hospital.

We can't take her
to a public hospital.

I know a place that we can get
some help that's off the grid.

I wasn't asking.

Now put your hands up
and turn around.

I need to get...

Put your hands behind your back

and turn around right now.

Now!

You're making a big mistake.

Please don't do this.

What, you want her to die?

Do you?

'Cause if she goes
to a public hospital,

that's exactly what will happen.

I understand your position.

You don't know what to believe.

Well, let me help you.

When you two showed up
at the murder scene,

I had the agency run a check
to make sure you were clean.

Your dad was a cop.

You joined eight years ago.

You quickly rose
to detective rank

and then got demoted because
they found drugs in your car.

Your brother Daniel was murdered
a few years back.

And you recently got a lead
on the killer, Billy O'Brien.

The Feds have been pursuing him,
but so far,

every time they get close,
he manages to escape.

Which, honestly, strikes me
as a bit suspicious.

Do me next.

Well, you were a tougher nut
to crack.

Well, that's flattering.

You're almost as invisible
as we are.

However, a few of your
old aliases did surface.

June Featherdown,
Dolores Monkfruit,

and Selena LaFleur,
to name just a few.

Oh, I forgot about Selena.

She was my riverboat
jazz singer.

Very vampy.
Great wardrobe.

Do you think just anyone
could learn all that

about you in one day?

Not to mention what we did
for you back at the heliport.

He did save my life.

And she gave me a gun,

which is more than I can
say about you.

Look, I can have us to
a safe house in 15 minutes.

Please, just let me
make the call.

All right, fine!

But no tricks.

Get his phone out of his pocket.

Oh, and put it on speaker.

All right, dial one.

Guardian Pest Control.

How may I direct your call?

Sparrow has fallen.

Confirming your location now.

Proceed to 3965 Bayward Road.

One of our skilled technicians
will be waiting to serve you.

Wait outside.

Okay. You stay with her
and I'll go with Walter.

Uh, no...

This is not up for discussion.

It's fine.

Okay.

Well, we got here pretty quick.

Hope she'll be okay.

I'm sure she will.

That girl's the strongest
person I know.

You're not really her uncle,
are you?

No.

I was assigned as her handler
when she was first recruited.

That was 12 years ago.

Who do you two work for?

We're part of a joint
intelligence network

comprised of various
government agencies.

And we mainly transport
sensitive information

from one country to another.

So, why were they targeting
Heather?

Because she has
a photographic memory.

A few days ago, on assignment,
she discovered a list

of people working
as double agents.

This information is
so sensitive,

it can't be written down

and it can't be
transmitted digitally.

Hell, even our networks
can be hacked.

So, she's basically like
a walking USB stick.

Our assignment was to fly
to Europe

and communicate this list
to the head of our operations.

That's why the honeymoon
shifted from Tahiti to Vienna.

If these names were to fall
into the wrong hands,

a lot of people would die.

So, everything you've
told us up until now

has been a lie.

What about that bit
about your wife?

There was someone once.

Someone who I loved
very much, but...

I couldn't see how
I could live this life

and be with her.

You know, I've...

I've done a lot of good
in this job over the years.

I've saved some lives,
helped people.

But there's not a day
that goes by that I don't wish

I made a different choice.

Look, I'm gonna have to call
my Chief on this.

Yeah, I understand.
We all have a job to do.

I was hoping to flame this
crème brûlée table-side,

but apparently there's some
regulation against

bringing a blowtorch
into a prison.

That's all right, Ricky.

I don't have much more
of an appetite anyway.

That's okay.

I know it's not the food,

and I'm positive
it's not the company.

Usually, with Max,
we distract ourselves.

Tell stories about the old days

when the three of us
were a family.

Without her, this seems...
somehow sadder.

Well, then...

let's turn that frown
upside down.

Tell me a story.

A story about how
a handsome young con man

met a beautiful woman,
fell in love.

Err... seriously.

How did you meet Vivian?

If we're going down that road,
we're gonna need a drink.

Ask...

and you shall...

receive.

Hey.

You're okay, this is
one of your safe houses.

Walter brought us.
He's outside.

Just so you know, he...
told us everything.

I have to get outta here.

I don't think you're
going anywhere just yet.

I'll be fine.

I've been through worse.

How's Joseph?

Our colleague said
he was pretty upset

when he found your note.

He has no idea
who you really are.

Does he?

It's for his own protection.

So, why go through marrying him
and all that

if you have to just keep lying?

I've been doing this job
for a long time.

You do it long enough,
and you come to see the world

as this dark, dangerous place
full of a lot of bad people.

But Joseph?

He's good, through and through.

Knowing him.

Being with him.

Loving him.

It's what reminds me every day
that there is good

in this world that's worth
fighting for.

Walter!

- Hey.
- Hey.

How you feeling?

I'm okay.

God, I was so worried.

I'm gonna go find Ellis.

I'm sorry I screwed up.

I'm just glad I didn't lose
my best operative.

I was working at this ritzy
lakeside resort,

running the old
Sheboygan Shakedown

on this gorgeous
young society type.

At least I thought I was.

Turns out she had me pegged
from the get go.

She turn you in?

No.

She invited me to dinner.

Mmm.

You sly dog.

Anyway, one thing led to another
and we fell in love.

We wanted to get married,
but Viv's parents

were upper crust
old money types.

Threatened to disown
and disinherit her

if she stayed with me.

But you did eventually
get hitched.

So, they had a change of heart?

No, afraid not.
They cut all ties with her.

But we got married anyway.

Omnia vincit amor.

Love conquers all.

At first, I didn't want her
to get involved

in my line of work.

I was actually considering
going legit.

Opening a pastry shop or a pub.

But... after trying a few scams,
she got the bug.

Turns out she was way smarter
and way more talented

than I was.

She kept pushing us
to do bigger,

more intricate cons.

I wish I had known her.

Sounds like quite a woman.

Yeah, she was.

I still miss her.

Every single day.

Do you think that's
what she'd want?

I don't know if she'd want you

missing her every day.

I think she'd want you
to get on with your life.

Move forward.

Easier said than done, my boy.

Most things are, George.

Hey.

How's she doing in there?

I think she's gonna be okay.

Good.

You think they're gonna make it?

Heather and Joseph?

Not if they keep secrets
from each other.

Well, even if the secret
was to protect him?

I think the bigger question is,

why would you wanna
be with someone

you have to keep secrets from?

It sounds exhausting.

Come quick!

Hey.

Walter, what the hell happened?

Heather got a phone call.

They kidnapped Joseph.

Let me guess.
They wanna trade?

Yeah.

Heather's information
for Joseph's life.

I... I tried to stop her.

She knocked me out.

Okay, well,
she couldn't have gotten

much of a head start.

Our problem is, I don't know
where the hell she was going.

Heather!

Heather!

Heather?

Damn it.

Unknown number.

This has gotta be her.

Hello?

Help!

Heather?

No.

It's Brooke.
The maid of honor.

What's going on?

I went back to the venue
to pack up my stuff,

and there were two armed men.

They actually had guns,
and they dragged Joseph

into a van.

I'm currently
following them right now.

Wait. You what?

I just had one question.

What do I do when I catch them?

Brooke, listen to me.
Try to remain calm, okay?

And drop us a pin
of your location

so we can catch up to you.

What? What happened?

I almost hit a squirrel.

She's a civilian.
We can't involve her in this.

Uh, hello?

Fellow civilian over here,
and that's never stopped us.

Besides, what are we
supposed to do?

All right, give him
some space. Okay?

Don't follow too closely.

But don't lose him.

Be careful.

But be brave.

It looks like they're
turning off the main road.

I just sent you a pin.

Okay. Got it.
We're on our way.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Where do you think you're going?

I was the one who told Heather
to break up with Joseph.

I was wrong.

She obviously loves this guy.

She would walk through fire
for him.

If I don't do everything
I can to save him,

I'll never forgive myself.

You wanna argue
with that speech?

Or are we gonna get
this party started?

All right, fine. Let's go.

Okay. She pulled off
the main road.

Oh, looks like she stopped.

Brooke?

I'm parked outside some kind of
factory building.

Why are you yelling?

I'm not.

Right. Sorry.

Brooke, you're doing
great, okay?

Just tell us what you see.

They're dragging Joseph
out of the van.

I bet he got carsick.

He never likes to sit
in the back.

Oh my God.

What now?

It's Lydia!

The wedding planner?

They must've kidnapped her too.

Oh, no. Wrong!

She has a gun.

She must be a counter operative.

They're taking Joseph
into the building.

All right, Brooke.

We're gonna be there
shortly, okay?

Do not follow them in.

Don't worry.

I'm not following people
with guns anywhere.

Oh my God!

What now?

Heather's here too.

Is she okay?

She's sneaking up on them
and following them inside.

And she has a gun.

Damn it.
She's trying to save Joseph.

She shouldn't be
taking these chances.

Not with that injury.

Well, like you said,
she's in love.

Brooke, are you crying?

I just can't believe
I misjudged her like that.

You know?

She's risking her life
to save him.

This is a fool's errand.

Even if she gives them
what they want,

they will never let Joseph live.

Or Heather, for that matter.

Okay. Hang tight, Brooke.
We're almost there.

Lydia.

Wait, what?
I... I don't understand.

Do you have the list, too?

What... what list?

Okay, look, if this is
about the wedding deposit,

you can keep it.

Lydia.

Heather?

Let him go.

No games!
You know what I want.

And I'll give it to you.

Just let him go.

Deal.

Now show yourself.

Heather.

Oh my God.
You're... you're hurt.

And you have a gun?

He doesn't know anything.
Let him go.

Or I could just shoot you both
right now.

Without knowing who
I passed the list on to?

That's gonna look bad for you.

You're bluffing.

Only way to find out
is to let him go.

Then we'll talk.

Okay.

Joseph, get the hell outta here.

I don't understand.

Who is she?

And who are you?

He really doesn't know?

Know what?

Your fiancée's a spy.

Wait. What?

No.

No... Heather.

Joseph... go!

I'm not going anywhere.

You think I really loved you?

You were just a tool.

I marry some boring,
average guy,

no one suspects me.

This isn't serious.
You're not serious right now.

Even our honeymoon was a lie.

It was a cover
for a job in Vienna.

I don't believe this.

If you don't get
your ass out of here,

I will shoot you myself.

Now drop the gun.

Kick it away.

Chase him down...
and kill him.

No!

Bring her to the van.

Don't. Please!

Teamwork.

Where's Heather?

I don't know.

I think we're done here.

I don't think so.

Put your hands up.

Slowly.

Now we're done.

All right.

That was Li.

He said the Feds are gonna
take it from here.

So, we're off the hook.

Nice.

I'm gonna go check up
on these two.

Of course I'm confused
and upset.

And to be honest, I'm...
very disappointed.

You've got to believe me.

I didn't mean anything
that I said back there.

She was just trying
to protect you.

Yeah, but, Heather.

You need to trust me
as much as I trust you.

You thought I couldn't handle
the truth?

I guess the real truth is...

you know, I would tell myself
that it was for

your protection, but really,
it was for mine.

I thought if you knew
who I really was,

you wouldn't wanna be with me.

No, that is not true.
I can handle anything except...

living a lie.

Okay, we're still
wrapping up here,

but, uh, you guys
are free to go.

Look...

you could've been killed today,

and that's on me.

I can't forgive myself for that.

I'm so sorry, Joseph.

Goodbye.

That woman was willing
to give her life for you.

You're seriously gonna
let her walk away?

No, I'm not.

Heather!

I can't let you go.

I do love a happy ending.

I am gonna quit the company.

I'm gonna become
just a normal person

and an exceptional life partner.

No. No, you're not.

You're not going to change
for me.

I don't care if you're
a soap salesperson or a spy.

I love you because
of who you are,

and you are the woman
that I wanna marry.

And the rest of the details...

We will figure
them out as we go.

Right?

Can you really ever forgive me?

I already did.

Like Uncle Walter said,
don't be scared to get hurt.

Your life can turn
upside-down at any minute.

Today is all we really have.

That's really beautiful.

I think I might put it
on a t-shirt or a mug.

Uh, we have to get Heather
to Vienna.

Yeah. Right. Uh...

our honeymoon is
non-refundable, so...

Honeymoon?
We're not even married.

The jet's being prepped.
It's wheels up in two hours.

We have no dress, no officiant.

City Hall's closed by now.

And your mother's already
left town.

Actually, I, uh...
think there is a way.

Do you, Joseph, take Heather...

Oh, uh... my real name is
actually Emma Harper.

Sorry.

I love it.

Okay.

Do you, Joseph, take Emma

to be your lawfully wedded wife?

I do.

Oh... psst! The rings.

Oh, right, right.

♪ For the way that
you say my name ♪

And do you, Emma,

take Joseph to be
your lawfully...

Wheels up in 30.
You bet your ass I do.

All right.

Well, by the power vested in me,

and the love we've all
witnessed here today,

it's my honor and joy
to pronounce you husband...

Just kiss already!

And wife.

All right.

Whoo!

♪ I was starting to
take my side ♪

Congrats, Emm.

All right, well...
it's about that time.

Yeah.
We have a flight to catch.

Thank you, you two.
For everything.

I just love when a plan
comes together.

Have fun, okay?
And be safe.

Vienna, here we come!

I'll drive you to the airport!

Take care, huh?

Thank you.

Oh, Captain, my Captain.

You are so full of surprises.

I lost a bet when I was back
in the police academy,

and they made me take this
online ordination course.

I never thought I'd actually
get to use it.

You think those two
are gonna make it work?

Yeah.

Actually, I do.

You know, I think if you can
go through all that

and still come out
the other side

loving each other...

I think you got a real shot.

Oh... damn it. I gotta...

You go. I'll clean up here.

Are you sure?

Yes.

It really was an amazing night.

Good job.

♪ For the way that you
let me in ♪

♪ Like it's nothing ♪

You, my little man,
did amazing. Huh?

Ring bearer!

♪ And the dreams you saved
for the morning ♪

♪ Oh, they hover on ♪

♪ They hover on ♪

♪ They hover on ♪

It's after hours.

I shouldn't really
be doing this.

Appreciate it, Buddy.

Just keep it down, okay?

I'm still getting flack
for your last karaoke night.

Got it.

No more karaoke.

Okay, before you
blow your top off...

Stop.

Just let me explain. Okay?

It's been the weirdest day.

It doesn't matter.

I know. And I'm not making
any excuses.

I'm not angry.

And I know how important
this was to both you and...

Wait. What?

It's okay, honey.

We're okay.

But I messed things up.

No, honey, you shook things up.

And to be honest,
they needed some shaking.

I mean, sure,
I was pissed at first.

I thought you'd forgotten.

But then it dawned on me,
with Ricky's help, that...

maybe you should be forgetting.

Today I saw how tied down
I was to the past, and...

I don't want that for you.

Dad, I could never forget Mom.

You got your whole life
ahead of you, sweetheart.

And I know that
she would want us

to keep looking forward.

After all, I'm gonna be
getting outta this

joint pretty soon.

And once we wrap up
our latest project,

we'll be set for life.

We'll have enough money
to disappear.

Somewhere we'll always be safe.

We're getting the band
back together, honey.

You. Me. Ricky.

I can't wait.

Hitting the road.

Nothing but dust in our
rear view mirror.

We'll leave everything
and everyone behind.

Yeah.

Round and round we go.

So many islands to buy.

So little time.

But...

there's always time
for a cocktail.

Mmm.