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Previously on Cleaners...

My name is Julio. You still haven’t told me

what had such a sweet lamb so spooked.

A big, bad wolf.

Sayonara, bitch.

Will this work as a down payment?

Protection and shelter

till I can get off of this godforsaken island?

I am not Sally.

I don’t know who she is, I don’t know what she was to you,

but that’s not me.

We find Mother, we eventually find

the hired gun, who we can only assume has Roxie.

"Eventually" won’t cut it.

In less than 14 hours, her heart stops.

Unless she has this.

I’m doing you a favor, Barnes.

One call from me,

and your career would be in the shitter.

Hello, Mother.

Shit.

Aw, it’s okay.

You had to take the shot. It was either him or me.

No, it’s not that.

I’m just disappointed in myself.

Oh, that it took so long to find an open shot?

No. I could’ve sworn I hit him right between the eyes.

Are you serious?

You should be more concerned about who he worked for.

I mean, we’re talking about the CIA.

They don’t just let their division heads go missing.

Once they find out about this, they’ll be all over us

like a donkey on a waffle.

But you said it yourself,

they didn’t even know he was down here.

How will they know where to start?

That’s the thing about spooks,

they’re always watching.

Drones.

They’re gonna come after us, trust me.

Did you know this lake is full of crabs?

They put pigs to shame

when it comes to efficient body disposal.

Well, I did not know that.

S02E10 - "Trippin' balls"

Would you believe me if I told you

it was actually good to see you?

Well, given that you tried

to have us killed less than a week ago,

that’d be a stretch. Come on, move.

Veronica-- Don’t.

I do not need to hear your justifications.

You are a killer business woman

whose business is killing.

The fact that you turned your focus back onto us

doesn’t exactly surprise me.

Now, that is a very mature

and enlightened way to look at things.

It doesn’t mean I’m going all Gandhi on you.

Now move.

Move! Mm-kay.

I’m going, I’m going, I’m going.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah. Uh-huh.

Right there.

Oh. Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

I just can’t help feeling bad.

It just doesn’t seem fair.

All these boys spending all their time on little old me.

You’re paying them very well.

I’m sure they’re doing just fine.

Still, I want them to know I appreciate it, you know?

Maybe we should throw a little party or something.

You mean like a dinner party? What are you, a hundred?

No, an "end of the world, let’s get out of our minds,

dance on the tables" kind of party.

You’re sure? Yeah, I’m sure.

You aren’t afraid of the big bad wolf sniffing around?

Frankly, I’ve never felt safer.

And while I know I should be laying low,

I just want to get really high.

Well, I have many tables just dying to be danced on.

Great. And don’t skimp

on the party favors, if you know what I’m saying.

I own hospitals, remember.

And inside hospitals there are...?

Lots of pills?

Of many shapes and sizes.

Ooh, I want one of those little blue ones,

and maybe some Adderall, and some Xannies,

and I don’t know, just surprise me.

A little higher.

No, not you, Chico. Him.

Mm-hm.

Down.

Ohh, I could get used to this.

Oh, yeah.

Oh. Ohh...

Gently does it, girl.

Just take your time.

Do you have the number of the bus that ran me over?

I feel like death warmed up.

I’m not surprised. You lost a lot of blood.

I tried to stop the bleeding, but it took awhile.

I’ve never seen anything like it.

Yeah, that’s because I’m sick, Carlos.

I need to go to a hospital.

Ha, ha, ha. Come on, I beat you fair and square.

You’re not gonna play the sick card now, are you?

No, you don’t understand. This isn’t a game.

Five days ago, I was injected

with a nanobot device, and one of the side effects

is that it thins my blood,

and if I don’t get help by tonight,

I’m going to die.

A nanobot?

Very James Bond, Sally.

I’m not kidding! This is real!

We just need to be more careful

when we play around, that’s all.

No, this has nothing to do with you.

I need to go to a hospital, or my heart will implode.

You wanna talk about hearts imploding?

When I landed on the hood of your car,

and I knew you were still alive...

mine definitely stopped for a beat or two.

Stop messing around!

What is this?

It’s for your own safety.

Look at the way you’re behaving.

I can’t have you hurting yourself anymore

or putting yourself in a situation

where I might accidentally hurt you.

Carlos, don’t do this.

Please, sweetheart.

There’s a storm coming,

and that stew isn’t gonna last.

Scheduled to be a big one, you know.

I’ll go get us some supplies.

I’ll be back in no time, all right?

No, no. No, no, Carlos, you can’t leave, okay?

I have to go to a hospital!

I don’t know what’s gotten into you, Sally.

I don’t know why you’re behaving so strangely,

but, please, try not to hurt yourself

while I’m gone, okay?

Carlos!

I couldn’t live with myself

if anything happened to you again.

Carlos! Carlos, come back!

Carlos!

Wow, you don’t mess around.

Welcome, party people.

I heard there was a fiesta, and I brought Queso.

This is Queso!

Welcome. Please, take your jacket off.

Take it all off. Oh, what do we care!

Eileen, I’d like you to meet

one of my employees, Dr. Martin Ruiz.

He runs one of my more experimental facilities.

The pleasure’s all mine.

It will be if you brought me what I was promised.

I like her already. I told you you would.

These are four of the most state of the art

psychotropic pharmaceuticals on the market.

Just one of the--

Whoo! Let’s party!

Whoo-hoo!

That can’t be good.

Whoa!

Hands. Hold up your hands.

Really, Veronica? Must we do this

after everything I’ve been through?

Can’t I just give you my word?

Your word means less to me

than the air expelled delivering it.

Please, I’m begging you.

Thank you, Veronica.

You screwed me, Mother.

You screwed us-- hard.

And for that, I’ll find it even harder to forgive you.

And if I were to tell you it was just business?

Last week, I might’ve understood,

but not now.

Now everything is personal.

And lucky for you, you have the one thing

of value to me personally,

and for that one thing,

I’m willing to cut you loose,

no strings attached.

Put the past behind us.

His name’s Carlos.

Oh, come on. Veronica, it’s my business to know

what people want and how to get it to them.

Plus, I noticed you’re absent a 5’3"

foul-mouthed blonde sidekick.

I kind of put the pieces together.

Okay, so who is he?

Carlos is ex-Kailbil,

the special-ops forces of the Guatemalan military,

experts in jungle warfare

and counter-insurgency operations.

He was discharged for killing three other operatives

in his unit because they trash-talked

his girlfriend of the time.

After that, he went freelance.

I used him for multiple contracts,

until he met Sally,

another specialist he was stationed with

on a job in Bolivia.

They fell in love,

got married, got out of the game,

and moved to this island.

In fact, he was more than just in love,

he was completely obsessed.

When Sally was killed

by a drunk driving cop,

Carlos did not take the loss very well.

In fact, he totally flipped out,

and eventually ended up in an institution

for the criminally insane,

where I paid top dollar for his release.

And this is the guy you thought would bring us down?

Well, I was warned about his delusions,

him seeing his dead wife

in inanimate objects and the such,

but his skill far outweighed the risk

that he would completely snap again.

It seems I should’ve heeded those warnings

a little bit more carefully.

His wife, what was she like?

Ah, now, that’s the Veronica I know and love.

As it turns out, she’s 5’3", foul-mouthed...

And blonde. Mmm, now we’re cookin’

with hot sauce. Okay, so where is he?

Now, that’s the problem.

I have no idea. He lives off the grid.

But...

I did give him a phone.

Hurricane Anita has already

carved a swathe throughout the southern Caribbean,

and lucky for our neck of the woods, it looks like

it’ll slide past us without making landfall.

I guess I’m still on the island.

But just to be safe,

it may be good to stay off the roads

and snuggle up with that someone special.

To get you in the mood,

here’s Giant Steps--

Shh.

I can see you.

I see you.

Where did you come from?

Amazing.

Hello.

Hi. Hi.

No soy Eileen.

Hey, I’m a Eileen.

What the hell is she staring at?

She’s trippin’ balls.

I don’t even know how she managed to ruin my ceiling.

Are you sure she’s going to be okay?

She’s clearly very drug tolerant.

Yeah, well, she’s paying a lot of money for my hospitality,

and I’m sure she has a lot more where that came from,

some of which I may share with you.

Just as long as you keep her alive.

Sweet, green,

delicious,

and ripe for the plucking.

Mmm, I just adore grapes.

Would you like one?

I’d prefer we didn’t talk.

Oh, come on, now, a little chin wag

between us girls could hardly be dangerous.

I’m not anybody’s anything anymore.

Well, that sounds gloomy.

Your psychopath for hire

killed the only family I had,

and I won’t rest until I get vengeance

on everyone involved.

Including you.

Me?

I was just the middle man.

Eileen hired me to hire a man

for a very specific job.

I couldn’t help it he went off the job description.

I had no idea.

I’m terribly sorry about your family.

I know how that feels.

I was hell bent on revenge myself recently.

The girls ruined me,

and I wanted them to pay.

But as a very wise

and pretty handsome man once said to me,

"Revenge is like fast food.

"As gratifying as it initially seems,

it never brings you relief."

And I guarantee you,

despite her current situation,

Roxie’s thinking about how to get out,

not about revenge.

Come on, Rox, what would Veronica do?

So even though you tried to have her killed,

it sounds like you still respect her.

I respect that she’s a fighter.

When I first met her,

she was kicking the bejesus out of three street thugs

because they said something mean to a little old lady.

I fell in love with her on the spot.

I decided to take her natural skills

and give her a job.

And I’ll tell you this:

Out of the three of you,

it’s good that she’s the one with Carlos,

’cause if anything else,

that kid’s a survivor.

I’ll have one of those grapes now.

You can have the whole bowl.

You know she’s gonna be all right, don’t you?

No, Frank, I don’t know that.

She’s strong, she’s smart. Just try to stay--

What, positive?

Did you hear the resume on this guy?

Special ops meets special needs.

He thinks she’s his dead wife, for god sakes.

Well, maybe that’s a good thing.

He’s not likely to hurt his own dead wife, is he?

I just don’t know what to say to him.

I mean, this is our only shot.

And there’s no way of tracing it if it goes wrong.

Maybe you shouldn’t be the one who does the talking.

I don’t think this is a good idea.

Just tell him the contract has been terminated

and to let her go, simple as that.

I wish it were.

All right,

you’ve got the gun.

Goddamn it.

Goodbye, Mother.

What?

What is it?

His phone just went dead.

Piece of shit!

Answer the goddamn phone!

I have a very sinking feeling

that he just officially retired.

You better hope not. Come on, answer!

Hi, my name’s Sally.

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