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Previously on The Equalizer...

So, you're back at work.

No more panic attacks. How's it feel?

I've had...

great support every step of the way.

Harry's my rock.

Yo, who need a refill?

Yo, Ty, my man!

Hi, Auntie.

Well, looks like someone had
quite the evening.

What are you gonna tell Mom?

Oh, I'm not gonna tell your
mother anything.

You are.

Why haven't you been returning my texts?

You tracked me down, really?

What'd you expect me to do?

You know? I mean, you obviously have

not been telling me the truth
about where you've been going.

So what? You went to Budapest

with your BFF and you didn't even

- consult me.
- Hey, Mel, take it easy.

Don't tell me
to take it easy, all right?

Listen, we promised
each other after Budapest

that we would always be
honest, you remember that?

I do remember that, but you know what?

I'm here to forget.

- Let's go, Mel.
- No!

What I do on my time
is none of your business,

so just stop following me.

Let's go.

Don't touch me!

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- Hey.
- Hey, Marcus.

Morning, beautiful.

Couldn't wait to see me?

Actually, I have
to cancel our breakfast.

I got a little
parental situation to deal with.

Everything okay?

No. But it will be.

I have no doubt. Any way I can help?

You got a cure for teenagers?

I wish.

Good luck. Call me if you need me.

Yeah, will do.

Thanks for understanding.

Grillades and grits?

And coconut water?

Now, I know you wouldn't happen to be

whipping up
Grandma Gladys's secret recipe

for hangovers for a certain
person we both know, would you?

I am not gonna say a word.

You don't have to.

I went in Dee's room to give her a kiss
when I came home from work,

and I almost passed out

from the fumes coming off of that girl.

All I'm gonna say is
I'm getting out of here

before the fireworks start.

My friend Evelyn, she's got a new man.

Can't wait to tell me about him.

Well, good for her.

Good morning!

- No, no, no, no, no.
- Rise and shine! Breakfast!

Whoo! Look what Auntie made!

Auntie! Auntie!

Mom?

I have something I have to tell you.

Oh, what is it?

I we... I went to a party last night.

And I got a...

little bit drunk.

Very drunk.

Thank you for being honest with me.

Uh, y-yeah.

You're welcome.

Eat your breakfast.

It'll stop those drums
from beating in your head.

Then when you're done,
come meet me in the living room.

So, let me get this straight.

He is rich, handsome,
sophisticated, generous.

Did I mention rich?

Yes, you did. Thank you.

Seriously, it's just nice

to finally meet a guy

who still has passion, ambition.

And so what does this
passionate, ambitious man do?

Nigel is an entrepreneur, a businessman

and an investor.

And, apparently, damn good at all three.

He certainly seems to have
closed the deal with you.

I haven't even shared with you
the best part.

He planned a weekend getaway for us

to "Paree."

Wow.

I know.

That's amazing, but...

do you really think it's a good
idea to go to a foreign country

with a man you just met?

I appreciate your concern.

But you have nothing to worry about.

You'll see when you meet him.

In fact, why don't you stick around?

He's coming over for lunch.

What? No.

Oh, no, I... I don't want to intrude.

Please.

Hey.

Hey.

How you feeling?

Uh, not great, but...

better.

So, anything else you want to tell me?

Just that I'm sorry.

I know what I did last night was wrong.

And I promise
that will not happen again...

Dee, let me stop you right there.

This is not about last night.

This is not about you taking
a joyride in my car.

It's not about you getting drunk.

This is about your behavior.

It isn't just out of character.

It's dangerous.

And it's escalating.

I know I've been letting you down and...

I am really, really sorry.

And I appreciate you for that.

But there's enough blame to go around.

What do you mean?

I mean, clearly...

you've been having a hard time.

And I just haven't seen it.

So I'm staying home today.

No cell phone.

No message board.

Just some mommy-daughter time.

You're not gonna punish me?

The way you feel right now

is punishment enough.

So, w-what exactly are
we gonna do today?

Well, you're gonna go upstairs,
change your clothes

into something you don't
mind getting dirty,

and you're gonna meet me in the garage.

- Go ahead.
- Okay.

And done.

Hey, Rob.

Good morning, Harry.

Oh, it most certainly is.

I just got my special order of the Iron

Goddess of Mercy.

What is that, a video game?

Oh! No, no, no, no.

It's a special

oolong tea grown in the Fujian

province of China.

They slow-roast the leaves for 60 hours.

And anyway... How you doing?

I just wanted to let you know
I'll be out of pocket today.

Spending a little quality time with Dee.

Ooh, yeah.

She needs a little guidance
on some life stuff.

Copy that. Take all the time you need

with Delilah and I'll let Mel
know when I see her.

Whenever that is.

Something wrong?

No, no, uh, I'm sure everything's fine.

She, she left this morning
before I woke up.

Uh, told me she was
running some errands and...

uh, the thing is, she did
the same thing yesterday.

She's kind of been
disappearing a lot recently.

Well, you sound concerned.

- You want me to...?
- No, no, no!

Enjoy your day with Delilah.

And, you know, I'm sure Mel's fine.

Hey! Hey! You just took my spot!

Uh, yeah, it's public parking.

Yeah, no, I work over there

and I park in that spot every day.

- That has nothing to do with me.
- No, no, we're not doing this.

Okay? I've got an important
meeting to get to.

- Whoa. I don't think this is worth...
- No, I don't need you to think,

sweetheart, I just need you to get

- out of my spot, okay?
- Sir, you need to back up.

- No. Get out of my...
- Lady, let's go.

Get out of my spot.

Let's go, sweetheart!

Back up! Back up right now!

Back up!

Hey.

- Hey.
- What ya doing?

You mean what are we doing?

We're getting this beauty
back up and running.

Oh, um, do you know
what's wrong with it?

Yeah, I think the wires
on the alternator

got knocked out of whack
when you and Cam took it out

and got it rear-ended.

That's why it won't start?

Yep.

And I figure since you broke it...

I can help fix it.

You know, some of my fondest
memories of my father

are helping him work on this car.

Really?

Yeah, I mean, I figured out eventually

that he didn't need my help, but...

tinkering around with
this Chevelle was one of his...

favorite things to do
in the whole world.

And he wanted to share that with me.

It's where some of our
best conversations happened.

And I was hoping that, uh, you know,

you and I could do that as well.

Yeah, I'd like that.

Thanks for taking time with me.

We way overdue, baby girl.

Now, this timing belt is
not gonna fix itself.

So...

I would say goodbye
to that pretty manicure

and hello to that torque wrench.

Yes.

Torque wrench, yes, ma'am.

Um, ooh, okay.

Ah, sorry.

Is it this-this one?

So, thank you for seeing me
on such short notice.

It seemed urgent.

And given your recent return
of your episodes...

did you have another one?

Yeah.

But it was diff... it was different.

It was worse.

Tell me what happened.

This guy said that I took
his parking spot.

I didn't.

He got out of his car.

And he, he got into my personal space.

Okay, it's understandable why that

would trigger a panicked response.

I pulled out a gun
and I stuck it into his chest.

I'd have to say that is

an escalation, yes.

I am glad that you reached out.

What is wrong with me?

- I thought I was over this.
- Mel...

I know, I know, you don't get over PTS,

but it... I thought at least
the worst was behind me.

PTS is unpredictable.

You can go for months
without an incident,

and then, without warning,

the smallest trigger...

a loud noise, an argument,

any situation...
could cause another episode.

Lucky me.

But you know what you can do?

You can learn

how to manage it successfully.

That will require some work on
your part and also the support

from the people who love you.

How are things with Harry?

How has he handled
the resurgence of your episodes?

You have told him, haven't you?

No.

So what does he think we're doing here?

I, uh...

You haven't told him that either?

I don't want him to worry, okay?

Is this about him or you?

Okay, yes, it's about me.

I'm just...

I'm embarrassed.

Embarrassed about what?

I don't like asking for help.

It makes me feel weak.

Let's face it,
right now I am a hot mess.

I'm having panic attacks, I'm...

violent outbursts in the street?

Those are two different manifestations

for the same fight-or-flight reflex.

That doesn't make me
any less of a hot mess.

Let me ask you something.

How do you think Harry would feel

if he knew you weren't telling
him the truth about this?

He'd be pissed.

So tell him.

It's a lot harder
to go through this on your own.

You have a loving, caring husband.

Let him in.

So there I am in the Sahara

with a one-eyed camel
and an ill-tempered guide

who'd been secretly chugging
homemade Boukha.

Oh, no.

Let's just say by the time
we made it to Bir Lehlou,

I don't know who was in worse shape,

me, the guide or that camel.

Nigel always has the best stories.

Yes, and-and this meal

that you had catered is extraordinary.

Courtesy of the head chef
at the Four Seasons.

I've been living there so long

while I'm refurbishing
my brownstone. In fact, you...

Uh-oh.

Ladies, I must apologize.

This is an investor in Lucerne.

Go, do your thing.

Hey, Mark.

So, what do you think?

Well, I just met him,

but he is living up to the hype.

Mark, it's no skin off my back.

I've got a dozen investors
begging to take your spot.

When this thing takes off,
don't come crying to me.

Bye.

Is everything okay?

Sure.

It's just a skittish investor
backing out of a venture

I'm putting together.

These kind of "can't miss" opportunities

don't come around often.

Hmm, sounds like it was his loss.

Forgive me for asking,
but what is it exactly

about your investment that makes
it a "can't miss" opportunity?

Vi, what kind of question is that?

I'm just curious.

I've always been told
that there's no such thing

as a "can't miss" opportunity.

This investment is
literally "can't miss."

It's a property in the Bahamas.

The home on it is worthless,

but there's a mid-sized oil deposit

3,000 feet below.

I'll make back 20 times my investment

selling the oil rights alone.

And you have proof of this?

You've seen the geological reports,

the surveys and whatnot?

Yes.

I have.

So I'd say that's
as "can't miss" as possible.

Ladies, I... I'm sorry.

I have an appointment across town.

Viola, it was a pleasure.

Likewise.

- I can't believe you!
- What?

Why did you interrogate him like that?

What? I was just asking him
some questions.

Now I have to apologize to him.

Ev, wait.

- There's something about this guy...
- I find a man.

An incredible man.

Why can't you just be happy for me?

- Hey, babe.
- Hey.

No shopping bags, huh?

Not that kind of errand, I guess.

So, I want to talk to you
about something.

Yeah?

Okay, um...

Okay.

Aunt Vi? What are you doing here?

- Oh!
- Is everything okay?

- Heya.
- Mm...

Yes and no.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I don't know, I...
I think I need your help.

Well, help's what we do, have a seat.

Um...

My friend Evelyn

has been dating a guy and, uh...

I just, he just seems
too good to be true.

And in my experience,
that usually means that he is.

Okay, do you want us to look into him?

Yeah. I do.

Okay.

Name's Nigel Paddock.

Early 50s.

Owns a brownstone somewhere.

He claims that he's been
living at the Four Seasons.

Preliminary search doesn't
turn up any red flags.

He doesn't have
a brownstone in his name,

but plenty of people

hold those properties in a trust.

Uh, never been arrested.

MBA from Harvard, sweet.

Finances look solid.

Tax returns look good.

Sizeable bank account and he's got

a fancy suite at the Four Seasons.

I don't know, Aunt Vi,
he looks pretty good.

I mean, I'll keep digging,

but I have to agree.

Okay. Well, I'm now equal parts

mortified and relieved.

I think I now owe him

and Evelyn an apology.

Oh, I'm sure they understand

that it's coming from a good place.

Thank you both.

- Oh, of course. Yeah.
- Any time.

So, um...

you-you were saying?

Huh?

Before Aunt Vi,

- you were gonna tell me something.
- Oh.

I forgot.

Uh, do you want some water?

Okay, you ready to have
that conversation?

Uh, yeah.

Sure.

So we know we don't need to talk
about what you did wrong.

- We don't?
- No.

We know when you got rejected
from your safety school,

you acted in all kinds
of unacceptable ways

that will never be
repeated again, right?

This is the part
when you say they won't.

Right, right, they won't happen again.

My only question is, why?

Why did you react like that
over that rejection letter?

Why did I freak out like that?

I mean, come on, I...

I-I-I bust my butt
for four years and then I got

rejected by the easiest
school that I applied to.

I know.

And when life throws you curveballs,

the only thing you can control
is how you react.

Okay, so I'm not supposed to be upset?

Of course you're supposed to be upset.

You're human.

Do you know why your grandfather

loved working with cars so much?

Because unlike life,

they're predictable.

You turn the key in the ignition,

underneath the hood
a chain of events sets off

that results
in the same outcome every time.

Yeah, the engine starts.

Yeah, not only that.

The more work you put in,

the more you maintain the car,
the more reliable it is.

And that I get.

It's too bad life isn't like that.

Not always, but neither are cars.

Even the most well-maintained vehicle

can suddenly stop working

for any number of reasons
beyond our control.

At the worst possible times.

Yes, like when I got rear-ended.

Yeah, so what are you gonna do

when you have a meeting,
or you're on the way

to a job interview,
and your car won't start?

Are you gonna sit in the car,

helpless, screaming,

- feeling sorry for yourself?
- No.

No. You get out of the car.

And find another way to get
where you want to go.

See, this time, the work paid off.

Yeah.

How would you like to take a ride?

Really?

With my permission this time.

Let's do it.

Come on.

Hello?

Hi, Nigel.

It's Viola, Evelyn's friend.

Viola.

If you're looking for Evelyn,
she's not here.

Uh, no, I actually wanted
to talk to you.

I believe I owe you an apology.

Oh, please, there's really no need.

Yes, there is.

Evelyn is my best friend,
so I tend to be overprotective.

But still doesn't

give me the right to
interrogate you the way I did.

I'm sorry. It was

disrespectful to you and to Evelyn.

Well, I'd be lying if I said
I wasn't taken aback,

but I know your intentions were pure.

Evelyn is lucky to have
a friend like you.

And since, Evelyn willing,

I plan to stick around,

I hope you'll come
to consider me a friend as well.

I hope so, too.

Well, you're a busy man.

I've taken enough of your time.

Thank you for listening.

Any time.

Sorry I'm late.

Room for one more?

I can't wait to take you to Paris.

Hi, Harry.

It went pretty well with Nigel.

I'm on my way to Evelyn's now

for the next stop on my apology tour.

Yeah, well, you might want
to pull that tour bus

over to the side of the road.
I did a little extra

digging on Nigel,
as promised, and on a hunch,

I ran a facial recognition app

on a bunch of different dating websites,

and, uh, this guy is not just

on one, not just on two,

but he's on three different sites using

three different names.

Nigel has three aliases?

Yeah, and as far as I can tell,
the guy's got a type.

Professional, attractive,
and recently retired.

Like Evelyn.

Yeah, exactly, and the guy's got an M.O.

I went into their DMs.

And all of the relationships
ended abruptly.

I mean, he basically ghosts these women,

he changes apps, he changes his name,

then he starts up with another one.

You got to let Evelyn know.

Yeah, I'll call her immediately.

But she's really angry at me, Harry.

I don't think she's gonna believe me.

Yeah, I hear you, Vi,

but you got to warn her somehow.

Maybe I could talk
to one of these women,

see what this guy's game is?

Do any of them live in the area?

Yes, there is a...

a Frances Esposito.

I'm sending you her number now.

Harry, there is a peach cobbler

with your name on it when this is done.

Oh, come on,
that's really not necessary,

you know, but if you like.

- Dee?
- Sorry.

There you go, just...
it's okay, just relax.

Okay.

Ooh.

That's my jam.

I love hanging out with you.

- I miss it.
- Yeah.

Me, too.

- Ooh, sorry.
- It's okay.

There's speed bumps for a reason.

No way.

What is it?

Song lyrics. I-I must've
been 17 when I wrote these.

You wrote songs?

Shoot, I wrote plenty of songs
back in the day.

I had dreams of being a professional.

Mom, how did I not know that?

There's plenty of things
you don't know about me yet.

So what happened?
Why did you give it up?

Honestly, I can't even remember.

I guess my life went a different way.

What I do remember

is my daddy's reaction
when I gave him this.

He had been stressed out

about something,

and I remember I had
a big exam to study for.

And he just flipped a U-turn

and drove across town to Davey's place.

The best milkshakes in the city. Easy.

Davey's on Grand?

You-you know they just, like, reopened

a few months ago, right?

Don't lie to me.

No, I'm-I'm so serious.

Let's go.

But don't do the U-turn.

I wasn't.

Bernard was handsome.

Very charming.

And...

he seemed genuinely interested in me.

Thought I'd hit the lotto.

Should've known
it was too good to be true.

You tell me what happened.

I was conned.

Plain and simple.

Everything was perfect.

And then the investment
opportunity came up.

And it seemed like a no-brainer
to give him my money.

He said it-it was...

Let me guess...

a "can't-miss" opportunity.

Yes.

How much money did you give him?

$100,000.

He drove a Bentley.

He took me out to lavish dinners,

and he even promised to fly me to Paris.

He never let me pay for anything.

So you assumed he was successful.

Why wouldn't you?

Please tell me you got your money back.

Not a penny.

He had me write "gift" on the check.

Said it was better
for both of us for tax purposes.

And then he disappeared.

Did you go to the police?

Yeah.

They said

because the money
was technically a gift,

there was nothing they could do.

And my-my daughter convinced me
to talk to an attorney.

But he told me it would cost
a lot of money to sue.

Money I no longer had.

And, honestly,
I didn't want to go to court.

To have everybody know.

I just wanted it to go away.

And that's what he's counting on.

He's got to be stopped.

Okay, this is not exactly
a legal parking spot,

so you stay in the car.

I'll run in and get it.

What flavor you want?

Um...

Chocolate.

Not a bad choice, normally.

But the old Davey's
had a strawberry shake

that would have people
lined up around the block.

Okay, I'll just have some of yours.

Keep dreaming.

Listen, Vi, if you're not calling
to apologize, I'm hanging up.

I do owe you an apology.

I handled things badly, and I'm sorry.

- Thank you.
- But, Ev, I wasn't wrong.

I had a friend look into Nigel.

You went behind my back?

And it's a good thing I did.

I just met a woman

that he romanced and then
swindled out of $100,000.

She put money into one
of his "can't-miss" investments,

and then he disappeared.

I'm sorry to break this to you
like this over the phone,

but I just... I needed to warn you.

Do not give that man any money.

Evelyn,

please tell me
you didn't give him any money.

I just sent him $250,000.

Evelyn, this is really important.

Did you designate that money as a gift?

He told me to because of the taxes.

Oh, God, Vi.

What am I going to do?

Listen to me, honey.
It's gonna be all right.

I'm on my way.

Where...?

- Harry.
- Yo, man. Uh, you got a second?

For you, always.

Yeah, it's, uh... Mel.

- She okay?
- Yeah.

I mean, she's been acting
kind of weird lately.

I mean, not exactly disappearing

but kind of going out a lot

and being sort of cagey about
where... that kind of thing.

You don't think
she's stepping out on you?

No! God, no, no.

Which, when you think about it,
makes it kind of worse.

Not really.

But, a-anyway,

what if she's in some kind
of trouble or danger?

Hard to believe
if it was something like that

she wouldn't tell you.

Yeah, unless it's something she
felt she had to protect me from.

Yeah. Maybe.

But you guys have always been
straight with each other.

So quit guessing and ask her.

You can't help her

unless you know what's going on.

Uh, Robyn's Aunt Vi is calling me.

Yeah, I think I know why.
Better take that.

Ms. Marsette, how are you?

Viola, please.

I need your help.

I'll do my best. What's up?

My friend Evelyn
has been dating this guy

who's turned out to be a con artist.

He's been tricking women
into giving him money

for these bogus investments

designated as gifts.

And your friend did the same?

She just gave him $250,000.

Viola, that's terrible.

Sad to say,

it's not an isolated incident.

There's a bunch
of these con artists out there,

running similar scams.

But there's not much
in the way of a legal recourse,

especially when the money's
been designated as a gift.

So you're telling me
that there's nothing we can do?

The same thing happened
to a woman I really cared about.

My friend Manny...

his mom was like a second mother
to me growing up.

Some guy romanced her, cleaned her out.

She died penniless.

So, yeah, it would make my year

to put this son of a bitch behind bars.

I'm just not hopeful there's
any charge I can make stick.

But if you send me the details,
I'll certainly look into him.

Thank you, Detective Dante.

Marcus. Please.

Thank you, Marcus.

Harry can give you all of his aliases,

as well as the names
of some of his victims.

I'll do everything I can.

Ev.

Come here. Come here.

Come here, come here,
come here, come here.

I tried calling him,

and...

his phone's disconnected.

I am such a fool, Vi.

I can't believe I gave that man
my entire life's savings!

And we'll get it all back.

We'll get it all back. Listen to me.

- Mm. Mm.
- You've got to tell me

exactly when did you wire that money.

We've got to call your bank.

No, I already did. It's too late.

Honey?

How many of these did you take?

Evelyn!

Ev?

Evelyn.

Hello?

This is an emergency.
I need an ambulance.

Now!

- Let's go, Mel.
- No. What I do

on my time is none
of your business, so just...

stop following me.

Let's go.

Don't touch me!

Did you see that?

I'm getting you out of here.

You had enough?

Yes. Yes.

Good.

'Cause so have I.

This travesty of a marriage is over.

When I get home, I want you gone.

That's fine.

- I'm happy to leave, all right?
- Good!

- But I want my stuff first.
- Oh, go!

But you're not gonna take my money.

- That's our money!
- Oh!

Our money?

You signed an airtight prenup!

And you know what?

I am gonna spend my money

the way I want to.

Including getting that Lamborghini

you wouldn't let me buy.

Yeah, get a Lamborghini.

I'll see you in court.

Okay, I'll see you.

I'll wave to you in your beater...

...while I blow past
you on my way there!

- I'll be back, John.
- All right.

Hey. That should bait the hook.

Any sign of the fish?

I think I feel a nibble.

Can I buy you another?

Thought you might need it after that.

You okay?

I feel great.

I just unloaded

180 pounds of dead weight.

Well, that stings.

Hey. Aunt Vi.

How's it going?

So far, so good. How's Evelyn?

They managed to get the-the drugs out

of her stomach in time.

- I think she's gonna be okay.
- Good.

I'd love to give her some
good news when she wakes up.

Hopefully you can. Uh, Mel is...

Mel's setting a trap as we speak, so...

What about her money, Harry?

Yeah, it looks like she wired it

to a bank in the Cayman Islands.

Popular with the rich and famous

and those allergic to paying taxes.

- Okay.
- That's where the issue lies.

That particular institution uses

the most advanced encryption
on the market.

Yeah, but that shouldn't be
a problem, right?

I mean, you're Harry.
You can hack into anything.

Yeah, well, I-I can, given enough time.

But, uh, unfortunately,

that's a luxury
we just don't have right now.

Why not?

I found a plane ticket in Nigel's name.

It's for the Cayman Islands.
Leaves in a few hours.

Once he's there, he's obviously
gonna withdraw the cash

from the account, at which point...

It'll be impossible to retrieve.

Yeah, exactly. But that's
where Mel comes in, right?

If she can trick him
into unlocking the phone,

we can drop in a Trojan horse.

A what?

It's a piece of malware that can capture

Nigel's facial biometrics,

which will allow us to gain
access to anything in his phone,

including the inevitable
encrypted banking app.

Bottom line is Mel's got
to get into his phone.

My ex was only in it for the money.

Oh, I find that hard to believe,

unless he was blind as well as greedy.

Well, it doesn't matter.

Because I am gonna divorce his ass

and I am gonna go wild.

I mean, what's money for

if you're not gonna spend it, right?

I heard you mention something
about a Lamborghini?

He was against it,
but I've always wanted one.

I've had a couple.

They always wind up in the shop.

You've had a couple?

What do you do for a living?

Um, I'm a money manager.

Investment specialist.

Well, I guess
I'm gonna need one of those.

Right?

Hey!

Get in!

You're just gonna take off
and leave the keys in the car?

Are you crazy?

Hey.

Come on. What's up?

My three best friends
just got into Princeton.

They all just posted it on social media.

Okay.

The whole year,
we've been talking about it.

The four of us going to the same school

and living in the same dorm...

taking this next step together.

- Dee, look, you s...
- No, and don't say

that I might still get in, okay?

I didn't even get in
to my safety school.

Look, I know this is
the last thing you want to hear,

but this might be
a blessing in disguise.

How's that?

I mean, you and all your friends
going to the same school,

doing the same thing, you'll just...

People don't grow that way.

They don't need to worry about growing.

They're going to Princeton.

Okay? Their futures are totally set!

Okay, now, see, that is
just your father talking.

I love the man, but this whole thing

about the Ivies being some
sort of "golden ticket,"

it's just complete nonsense.

It's a degree. It's not
a free pass to success.

I want to show you something.

Okay. Uh, all jokes
and flirting aside...

you taking on any new clients?

I'll be honest.

I'm pretty selective about
who I bring on.

It'd have to be someone who
feels like, um, a good fit.

I bet I'm a good fit.

Tell you what.

I have a very lucrative
investment opportunity

about to come on line.

Normally, these are for
my top-tier clients,

but one of them just dropped out, so...

Okay. Well, I'd-I'd love
to hear more about it.

And I'd love to tell you.

- Mm.
- Another time.

I have a plane to catch.
Important business overseas.

Big Japanese conglomerate.

Well, maybe we can meet up
when you get back.

I can AirDrop you

my contact info.

That's right, open the gate,

let the little wooden horsey in.

You know, I have a really
good feeling about you.

Mm.

Keep going.

This is gonna be very lucrative.

Oh.

You got this.

You'd be surprised how careless

most people are with their money.

Oh, my God!

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

I'll be right back.

Babe, what's going on?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Mel? Mel? What's going on?

Mel? Mel!

Oh, my God.

What happened? What happened?
What happened?

Did we get it?

Did we get it? The Trojan horse!
Did it transfer to his phone?

- It's okay, it's okay. No.
- It didn't?

No, it's all right.
We'll find another way.

- We'll find another way, right, babe?
- It didn't?

You just, you just have to
tell me what happened, babe.

Just, please, talk to me.

- Are you okay?
- No. Not even close.

Hey.

How are you feeling?

Like an idiot.

I wasn't trying to...

Okay.

I was just so upset

about losing all that money, I just...

I just wanted to forget.

- It's gonna be okay.
- No.

That was my retirement.

I can't start over, not at this age.

We're gonna get the money back.

Stop saying that,
like it's not a problem.

The police can't get it back,
neither can the bank.

How am I going to get it back?
I don't know.

I have faith in my friends.

The worst part isn't even the money.

It was that I was so stupid.

I actually believed I was being
given another chance at love.

Maybe the last time.

Why was I so naive?

You're not alone, you know.

I'm right here.

Thank you.

It's...

It's just, you know, a partner.

You know how much I want that
for you, Evelyn,

with all my heart.

But you've also got to know

that a partner doesn't
guarantee happiness.

You are in charge of your happiness.

You're right.

And damn Nigel, or whatever his name is,

for making me forget that
for one moment.

I just wish that he could
pay for what he's done.

Karma has a way of settling the score.

All right, Harry, I got it.

Tell me what to do.

See? All good.

All right? We got access
to Nigel's account.

Evelyn's gonna get her
money back and you know,

the rest of the money will go to making

as many of the victims
whole as possible.

Thanks to Dante...

- after I screwed up.
- No. No, no, no, no.

Honey, come on. Don't beat yourself up.

All right? That's...
that's why we're a team.

You know, one of us trips

and there's somebody there
to-to pick us up.

None of us are perfect. None of us.

I guess the bigger
question I have, um...

...is why you didn't tell me
that you were struggling?

I guess I thought I could, uh,

control the episodes and they'd
go away, you know, like before.

But that's-that's
not answering my question.

What...?

Why do you think you couldn't tell me?

I was ashamed.

No, sweetie,

I-I love you, you know...

no matter what.

And I-I would never
judge you for anything.

I will always, always have your back.

Thank you.

I'm so sorry.

I don't, I don't want an apology,

I just want you to believe me.

I do. It's just...

there is this part of my brain
that is having a lot of trouble

with the whole "no judgment" thing.

But I'm working on it.

With Dr. Roszak.

Good.

I'm gl... I'm glad,
glad you're seeing her again.

I'm sorry that I didn't tell you.

- Right. No apologies.
- You know...

I kind of would like an apology.

That slap back in the bar, it was...

much harder than we practiced it.

Okay.

Kind of a lot.

I mean, you were...

- Yeah, I'm sorry.
- ...supposed to pull it.

I'm very sorry.

- Right?
- I'm very sorry.

Okay.

Hey, Mom, why are we here?

This corner, right here,

this is where I was caught

stealing the car that got me arrested.

Oh.

And at that moment,
I was absolutely convinced

that my life was ruined.

But it wasn't.

That huge mistake

actually sent me
on an unexpected journey.

- That judge sent you to the Army.
- Yeah.

Where I discovered who I was,
what I was capable of.

Which sent me to the CIA.

Where I learned how the world works,

and how I fit in it.

So...

the thing you thought
had ruined your life

actually did the opposite.

Life finds a way.

Misfortune is not permanent.

And in your case...

rejection is redirection.

So when the car stalls...

Find another way to get there.

Babygirl, you have
inherited the best parts

of your father and me.

So if I can start off on that corner,

and wind up where I am today...

Then I can get past
not getting into Princeton.

And any other roadblock
that is thrown in your way.

And one day, you are gonna
look back on this moment

the same way
I'm looking back on mine.

And you won't believe
where you wound up.

Thanks, Mom.

I love you, girl.