All language subtitles for Will.Trent.S03E15.WEB

Previously on Will Trent...

-This dark area is a tumor.
-What should I do?

Well, get it out
as soon as possible.

I took an innocent life.

-He got shot.
-And I can't make it right.

I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.

I was five the first time
my mother pimped me out.

I know what it's like to want
the love of a terrible person.

I'll be back in the morning
for this.

I'm on the first ferry out.

Absolutely, Mr. Frost,
we have your wake-up call
triple asterisksed.

Someone out there
really needs to talk to you.

- Yes. They are
quite persistent.

Excuse me.

Hello, Lance.

Thank you for moving my room
away from the elevator,

but I'm afraid you've now
given me a west-facing room

when I prefer
an east-facing room because
I like to see the sunrise.

-Ah.
-And my room has a damp smell.

Oh. Well, thank you
for letting me know.

I guess we're still
working out some kinks
during our soft opening.

Can I offer you two
complimentary glasses
of our housemade Coco Jubilee?

-Oh, yeah.
-Lola. Lola.

- Ooh. Hi.
- Does this have alcohol in it?

Oh, yes.

This is my third one, and I
swear I can hardly taste it.

Oh.

Um, Lance, one of the geese bit
the tai chi instructor. Again.

I'll be right there.

I just need to
take care of something.

What about him?

I'm not participating
in this with you, Evie.

Why not? Suddenly you hate sex?

You know, you have fun.
I brought a book to read.

I'ma say this with love.
I'm worried
your vagina's gonna close.

Why don't you let me worry
about my vagina?

What ever happened to
Randy Mandy?

You know, you used to keep
a lover in every city.

Sure. And then we all got older
and they settled down

or moved to Spain
or became the head coach
of the Minnesota Vikings,

and then I got
the deputy director job

and I just never restocked
the pantry.

I'm coming up on 60.
I'm done chasing men.

Okay, what about her?

Too young, too annoying.

Mmm. Okay, what about...
That's, um... Who is that?

-Mars St. James?
-Yes.

Girl, I used to have
all his records on vinyl.

I hear he's into
that tantric sex. He had
a three-month-long orgasm.

I don't have time for
a three-month-long orgasm,
Evie. I have a job.

I think you're scared,
and that makes me sad, because
Randy Mandy was my hero.

No one ever called me
Randy Mandy.

Everyone called you
Randy Mandy,

and it was respectful
and glorious and...

Oh... Look at
that smart dresser at 1:00.

Do you have a Gucci belt?

She has a Gucci belt.

Good eye. Hi.

Alonso.

Oh, hi, Alonso. This is Mandy.
We work together. Marketing.

That's right.
Mandy from marketing.

So what brings you
to this lovely island resort?

Tell my friend.

Well, a little bit of business,
a little bit of pleasure.

Hmm.

Well, hopefully, I'll...
I'll see you around,
Mandy from marketing.

- Mmm, mmm.
- Let's go.

Well, someone's excited
to be home.

Easy, girl, what is it?

Nico, take Betty inside
the garage. Lock the door.

What are you doing in my house?

Hey, what do you...
what do you got?

Give me that.

You killed my brother,
you asshole.

The lighting in here is tragic.

It's a soft open.

No, I was thinking
we could start our day
with a pickleball lesson...

Coming in. Sir?

I think he's dead.

-We shouldn't.
-We are on vacation.

It might not hurt
to take a little peek.

Pickleball doesn't start
for another hour.

Multiple stab wounds,
serrated blade.

-Hmm. His hand is missing.
-What?

This guy had a jeweler's loupe,
and these are
diamond certifications.

-Diamond dealer.
-That explains the hand.

-Hmm.
-How?

What's your name?

Garrett. I'm head of security.

Okay, I'm gonna go ahead and
assume this hotel has a vault.

It's probably opened
by biometric handprint scan.

Call down to the front desk
and have them check the vault.

I'm betting this guy
had diamonds in there
that are now missing.

No way. That's crazy.

What time is the first ferry
off this island?

9:00 a.m.

We need to stop that ferry
and lock down this island.
The killer is still here.

I was supposed to see
someone today.
Now it's tomorrow?

Okay, so what am I supposed
to do for the next five days?

Sit around and wait to find out
if I'm gonna die?

- No, no, don't put me on hold.
- Do not put me...

Hey.

Are you okay?

No, I'm not. Well, I have
a brain tumor, and I'm afraid
it's gonna kill me.

Oh, my God,
I am so sorry, Michael.

Don't do that.
Don't call me Michael.
You think I'm gonna die.

- No, no, I don't.
I'm just... absorbing.

The VA is currently offering
free flu shots.

Thank you for your service.

Okay, so I serve my country,
and the thanks I get

is a piece of shrapnel on
my head that gives me a tumor,

and now they're canceling
my appointments
with a specialist.

But, hey, at least I get
a flu shot in April,

which isn't even flu season.

I am so sorry...

No, it's the waiting
that's driving me crazy.

Okay, listen, this sucks.
Big time.

But there is a lot
that we don't know,
and in the meantime,

you have people looking out
for you who care about you.

Okay?

Yeah, I know.

-You gonna get that?
-Yeah.

Mom, could this possibly wait
five minutes?

Oh?

Hmm.

Sure.

Would you wanna come with me
to an island resort
to help me solve a murder?

Yes.

Stay on hold.
It'll be a long drive.

So...

You came to my house
with a gun.

What was your plan?

I was gonna shoot you.

Okay. Then?

Then I was gonna leave.

And what, go home?

I have history homework.

That's Betty.
You can pet her if you like.

-Diego--
-I hate you.

And I'm
the man of the house now.
I needed to do something.

What if the police caught you?

I'd tell them
you killed my brother.

The police
would still take you away,
you know that, right?

Who's gonna take care
of your mom if you're in jail?

You didn't go to jail.

You're right. I didn't.

Are you gonna call the police?

No.

Worse. I'ma take you home
and talk to your mom.

What does that mean,
she opened her eyes?

They don't know.
They said it might mean that
she's waking up or she's dying.

Oh, wow. Okay, life or death.
I didn't even know she was...

-How long she been like this?
-Since before I knew you.

Hi, Mom.

Angie, keep your eyes closed.
Now tell me what happened.

They said I was trashy.

They did not say that. Open.

That's what they meant.
They said I didn't
look the part.

Well, screw them.
What does some cow
in the shoe department know?

Hey. Hey, what is this? Why are
you crying over one lost job?

I just...
I feel like people can tell.

Honey, you are
the most beautiful, fierce,
smart, powerful creature

in the entire world,
and everybody else
can just suck it.

You say it back to me.

I'm not gonna
say that back to you.

Come on. Come on,
look at those eyes.
Come on, say it to me.

-Come on, say it.
-Hmm.

I am the most beautiful,
fierce, smart...

What was next?

Powerful.

...powerful creature
in the world,
and everyone else can suck it.

That's right.

Come on, drink up.

God, you are gorgeous.

Look at this hair.

You have to promise me that
you will never let it go gray.

A woman with gray hair
might as well be dead.

I need a bleach kit.

Uh, the-the powder kind
that come in little sachets
with brushes.

And I need, um, two boxes
of color, a diamond blonde
and an ash blonde.

-Do not get platinum, okay?
-Okay, okay. Got it, got it.

-Can you go now?
-Wait, no... You good?

- Yeah, yeah, this is what I need.
- -Okay.

I understand that the guests
are upset.

Tell them that as soon as
the ferry is up and running,
they will know about it.

-Okay.
-Lola, why do you smell
like burnt hair?

Oh, one of the fire pits
flared up out of nowhere
while I was cleaning it.

Oh, my God, is the baby okay?
I'm sure it's fine.
Go away now.

Oh, my God,
a murder during our soft open.

We're gonna need a list
of all your guests and staff,

a floor plan of the hotel,
and access to
all of your security footage.

But there is no footage.
Security cameras are
being installed on Thursday.

Hmm. Soft open, got it.

Now, listen, I don't want to
tell you how to do your job,

but if we could
make it a priority to locate
the dismembered hand,

that would be amazing.

Lance, I hear you.
We're hell-bent on finding
that severed hand.

Let's keep our voices low, huh?

Why don't we call it
something else,
like a birthday cake?

Everybody loves birthday cake.
We're just looking for
some birthday cake.

Ormewood, there's blood.

You think there's
some birthday cake in there?

Oh, my God, the hand.

-Open it.
-You open it.

I really think a severed hand
would help distract you
from your brain.

Doctor said no heavy lifting.

Oh. No.

Huh. I really thought there was
gonna be a hand under there.

We're gonna need
Grover Island PD
to come do crime scene.

Oh, God. Okay, we'll
have them come in through
the service entrance.

And can I just suggest that
you two slip into something
a little bit more discreet?

Right now you're looking
a little procedural,
a little case of the week.

Honey, you look darling.
You never wear skirts.

Okay, we know that
the vault was opened
at 12:30 this morning.

The murder had to occur
just before then.

Yeah, the hand needed
to be warm in order to activate
the vault lock,

so the killer must have cut off
the hand, ran out of the vault

-with it in the cloche
to keep it warm.
-What's a cloche?

The cloche, the thing...
the thing with the blood in it.

Here are the floor plans
you demanded.

Do we know who knew Blaine
was gonna be at the hotel?

Lance did.

Lance, where were you
around midnight last night?

I was on Zoom with Somchai,
my Thai language instructor.

I'm trying to get a job
in Phuket.

Okay, we'll check on that.

Uh, we know the victim
was a luxury diamond dealer

who was selling
to Mars St. James.

Now, everyone in his entourage
would have known he was here,

but they refuse
to answer any questions
without a subpoena,

-so I can't even get
their names.
-I know their names. Hold on.

Mom. Mom, no,
I told you to stay out of it.

So this is me and Mars,
and that's his bodyguard Olaf,
who is such a doll,

and that's his stylist Bo
and Cynthia his dog walker,

and, of course, that's Klaus,
his dog, who looks very scary

but is really very nice.

And this smoke show is Alonso.

I've been trying
to set Mandy up with him.

It turns out
his brother is Mars.

When did you take this?

When you were at
the waffle bar--

Okay, now can you please
go do a cold plunge
or something? We can handle it.

Well, you know what?
I'm going to do that because I
trust you and value your work.

Okay, it looks like
the fastest route
the killer could have taken

was along the garden path
and through the patio doors.

But not after midnight.

Those doors automatically lock
after 11:00 p.m.

You would need a universal key
to access them.

Who has a universal key?

-Right now, just Garrett.
-Head of security Garrett?

-Yes.
-He didn't do it.

-He doesn't have
a stomach for it.
-Okay, thank you, Mother.

We're gonna go talk to Garrett.

Mandy from marketing.

Alonso. I see we have
the same taste
in vacation books.

-What do you think so far?
-I think it's
the groundskeeper.

Hmm.

I hear they're doing
an adaptation.
Did you see who they cast?

-Mm-mmm.
-He looks nothing like

how the character's described
in the books.

Well, you can't trust
Hollywood.

Mind if I buy you a drink?

Faith, honey.

There's another body.

It's Garrett.

Head of security.

I told you he didn't do it.

Hello. Mrs. Sánchez?

She's not home yet.

I'll wait out here.

- What's your name?
- Marco.

How old are you?

I'm 14. I'm scared.
Am I gonna be okay?

You're gonna be just fine.

Diego?

Hey, you okay in there?

Diego, are you okay?

I couldn't get it open.
The fire alarm's broken.

Well, that's annoying.
You got the ladder out.

I think we need a screwdriver.
Do you have one?

In the drawer.

I think nine volts, right?

Let's find out.

Nine volt, it is.
I'll trade you.

-I think you fixed it.
-We fixed it.

Mrs. Sánchez, I'm Special Agent
Will Trent. I--

I know who you are.
What the hell are you doing
in my house?

I wanted to make sure
your son made it home safely.

He came to my house
with a gun. He told me
he wanted to kill me.

-Is this true?
-I'm the man of the house.

Baby...

Go to your room.
We'll talk about this later.

You can go now.

This is the gun. We have
a firearm disposal program.

I can get rid of it
if you like.

Great idea.
Give all the guns to the cops.
What could go wrong?

Um, I'm sorry. I-I shouldn't
have come inside--

No, you shouldn't have.
Get out. You're an intruder
in my home.

Get out. Get the hell out.

Star Search , right. Of course.
Yeah, I wouldn't miss it.

I used to watch
every week with my mom.

-Ah, were you guys close?
-We were.

Until she died. She took
her own life. I was 22.

I'm sorry.

And you still
think about her often?

Mmm. Every day.

Gosh.
I don't usually tell strangers
about my mother.

Well, I'm glad you did.

Well, I don't know about you,
but as I've gotten older,

I've got a lot more comfortable
with my own story.

And a lot more comfortable
expressing what I want.

Hmm.

And what do you want?

I would love to take you
to bed tonight.

But you don't have to decide now.
You can tell me later.

I'll take it
under consideration.

-Have you ever been married?
-No.

I was married to my work once,
but not anymore.

Sometimes
I can't believe I'm almost 60.

It's far from over.
There's still plenty of time
to make new mistakes.

I've been thinking
about your offer.
I just have one question.

What's that?

Whose bed?

Okay, I think...
I just... I just missed
a little spot in the back.

Can you lean her forward?

Okay.

-Oh! Oh, oh, oh! Shoot!
-Hey. Franklin.

Okay, sorry, sorry.
We good. We good.

Okay. Okay.
All right. So just...
Now, hold on, hold on.

Okay.

Thirty minutes processing time
and we are golden.

I'm not sure that's how
that's gonna shake out, babe.

Plus, is it possible
that we might be focusing on
the wrong thing right now?

Well, she really hates
gray hair.

What are we rooting for here?

Um...

I don't know.

You know you don't
owe her anything, right?
This woman's a monster.

Hey, she might be able
to hear you.

I don't care. I'm not
her friend. I'm your friend.

You don't owe this woman
anything.

Nobody would blame you
if you walked out of here

and wiped your hands
of the whole mess.

-Okay, Franklin--
-Look, her mistakes
are hers to own.

She's my mother!

I overstepped. I'm sorry.

Crap.

Caught a body. I gotta go.

Are you okay?
Do you want me to call Will?

I'm fine. I'm fine. Um...

I will call you
when this is all resolved.

Mom.

You just put two people
in the hospital.

I only had two drinks.

You blew a .14.

No.

You're going to prison
for this.

Oh, kiddo,
can't you pull some strings?

No, I can't. I'm a beat cop.
They don't let us give pardons.

Oh, God.

I thought you were clean.

I was. I...

I just had a little slip.

I don't...
I can't keep doing this.

I don't know why
I should even try to help.

Because I'm your mother.

Were you my mother
when you dropped me off
at Stevie's house

when I was five years old
and didn't come back
for two days?

You wanna know the specifics
of what went down?

I don't...

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

Yes, you do.

I have no memory of
what you're saying to me.

Wow.

That must be nice.

I remember...

every day.

What do you want?

I just want you
to say what you did.

I didn't ask for any of this.

Just say it.

I want you to say what you did.

Just say what you did. Just say
what you did. Just say it.

Just say that you
pimped me out.

Just say it.

-Just say it.
-I only did the best I could!

And if you can't see that,
that's your problem.

What do you think?

You think you're better than me
in that uniform?

You look so stupid.

You think I don't know
that you're an alcoholic?

You're probably drunk
right now.

Sometimes, I think
when God gave me you,

he was punishing me.

I'm done.

I'm done.

Get one of your dealer
boyfriends to bail you out.

Bye. Bye.

Bye.

Oh, he's fly fishing on
the Snake River.

Sweet. I don't care.
I have two dead bodies.

Now, we cannot hold people
here forever.
Get me those warrants.

That was great. Think you
could call the VA for me?

If you want me to go
room to room,
just say the word.

I am a private citizen.

Okay.
Hey, Napa Valley, what is this,
your 12th drink of the day?

Listen, I'm on vacation.
Don't be a pill.

The officers who are
brazenly combing the property

have asked me to bring you
this box of evidence
from Garrett's office, RIP.

Oh. Is this a wig?
It's not Garrett's color.

What is it? What?

Lola, you told me you
weren't due for another month.

What? It's
Braxton-Hicks contractions.

That means you're hysterical.

Stop listening to your body
and listen to me.

I'm sorry, one of my employees
thinks that she's going
into labor. Oh.

Drama, drama, drama, drama.

Hey, Rocky just sent me
the backgrounds
on Mars St. James' entourage.

Let's start with
the brother, Alonso.

Hello, Randy Mandy.

Welcome back.

You're not
Mandy from marketing, are you?

I'm Amanda Wagner,
Deputy Director of the GBI.

Drop your weapon.

Alonso St. James,
you're under arrest.

He's a jewel thief.

No, I was a jewel thief.
I did my time.

-So those diamonds are stolen.
-What diamonds?
He has diamonds?

Those are my brother's.
I have the receipts.

Girl, you look stunning.
Did you have fun?

I'm sorry,
he killed two people.

Can everybody
please take a beat?

Now, we're gonna
figure this thing out,

but first, I'd like to
put on a pair of pants.

You stole a massive trove of
Kashmir sapphires 20 years ago.

That doesn't mean
I'm a murderer.

They were never recovered.
Care to tell us
where they ended up?

Can we just stick to the crimes
currently under investigation?

Okay. He's not lying about
the receipts.

Looks like Mars did buy
these diamonds last night.

See? I told you so.

Come on, let me help you.

No, I'm retired now,
but I know this world.

Most elite jewel thieves
pride themselves
on finishing a job unnoticed.

There is one thief that
I have heard of who seems
to sow chaos at every job.

People call her
"The Falconess."

-The Falconess?
-Sorry, who is that?

She's probably not on
your radar.

Most of her jobs
have been abroad.

I don't know her real name,
but she is quick, efficient,
audacious.

And dangerous as hell.

Okay. Knowing the thief
is potentially a woman
does narrow it down.

If only this hotel had cameras.

There may not be cameras,

but I do know where
I could get you some
pretty comprehensive footage.

Hey, you want some?

No.

Oh, wow. Our friend is quite
the prolific photographer.

She says
she was at the fire pit
at the time of the murder,

so hang on, I'll scroll there.

Just give me 30 days.

Huh. Lola's contractions
are now coming
every six minutes.

She is just so committed
to having this baby today.

Anyway, I think we need to get
the ferry up and running again.

Okay. We'll...
We'll get the ambulance here.

-Okay, let's get
the ambulance here.
-Ormewood. Ormewood.

Isn't that the diamond dealer?

But who is he with?

Zoom in.

It could be anyone.

Isn't that the red wig
they found in Garrett's office?

Maybe Garrett found the wig,
realized who the killer was,

and that's why she killed him.

Let's go see if anyone else
saw her that night.

What was I thinking going back
inside that apartment?

What else was I gonna do?

I mean,
I had to tell her, right?

There you go again,
making bad things worse.

Will, you've got to get
a real therapist.
Betty's not even a service dog.

I had a therapist.
I hated them.

Try again.

I have a friend whose therapist
really helped them.

I'm gonna text you her info.
Don't ignore it.

Betty's free.

Yeah? Well, Betty also licks
her own butt.

I don't care
that you lick your own butt.

Please wake up.

Everyone deserves
another chance.

- Oh...
- You haven't seen her at all?

She's slender.
She could have any hair color.

All right, thank you.

Guys, everybody knows.

One of our guests
overheard something and posted
on Instagram about the murders.

Everybody wants off of
this island. They're all
getting on that ferry.

-Oh, they can't.
-Oh, they can, and they will.

And then they will file
a class action lawsuit
against us

for trying to trap them on
an island with a raving killer.

Ormewood, what are you doing?

Excuse me, ma'am.

Has that dog been trying to
get in the fire pit?

Let me see that.

Yeah.

Good boy. Good boy.

Here. Take him.

Faith, I think
we found the birthday cake.

Oh, Good Lord. Put that away.

The killer must have burned it
to get rid of the evidence.

Lola said she was burned
from the fire pit.

She was the woman
in the photo in the red wig.
She isn't pregnant.

That's employment fraud.

-Hey.
-Hey, stop that ambulance!

Hey, stop!

-Wait!
-Lola, stop!
Get out of the vehicle.

- Oh! Go!
- Sorry.

Stay down!

I got cover.

Got you, Falconess.

Angie.

Hmm.

Angie, honey, wake up.

Hmm.

Mom.

Oh.

Oh, my God.

Let me call a nurse, okay?

Shh. Wait.

Let's just stay here a second.

I want to say something.

Okay.

I was a terrible mother, Angie.

Don't...
Don't think about that now.

It's okay.

You're here.

We can make it different.

I did things I can't take back,

and then I pretended
like I didn't remember

'cause facing what I had done
was too painful.

You deserved so much better
than what I gave you.

I'm so sorry.

And I know that doesn't
change anything, but I need you
to hear me say it.

And I need you
to hear me say...

I'm proud of you.

Thanks, Mom.

I didn't choose it, you know?
Addiction.

It wasn't something
I could fight.

And you know what?

Hmm.

I gave that to you.

You're an addict too.

We're the same, Angie.

It's like thirst, isn't it?

That part of me
will always live inside you.

It's just DNA.

Uh...

Okay, Mom.

Hey, excuse me,
please help. Help!

Okay.

No, Mom. Please.

Mom, please. Mom.

Well, goodbye, Amanda Wagner,
Deputy Director of the GBI.

I'll still call
whenever jewels go missing.

Well, I hope so.

Love him and let him leave.

Just like you like it.

Well, thanks for
helping me with that.

How you feeling, by the way?

What do you mean?
You talking about Tina Tumor
up here?

Oh, you named her.

Okay, that's a good thing.
Take the fear out of it.

It was either that
or Justin Tumorlake.

Mmm. Tina's good.
She was a Buddhist.

No, thanks for
bringing me along.

It was nice to take my mind
off things.

What are you doing tonight?
It's 2-for-1 burritos
at Jimmy's Bean Hut,

and there's
an Ex-Wives marathon on TV.

You wanna join me?

-Sure.
-All right. Let's do this.

Turn it on.

I don't know where he got
the gun. It's not ours.

We don't have a license for it.

I turned it in already.

Mrs. Sánchez, I'm--

Shut up. I'm talking.

Diego's out in the car.

I told him I was coming here
to forgive you.

He can't see me angry
like this anymore.

I need to set
an example for him,

so I'm gonna tell him
I came in here and forgave you.

But I hate you.

I need to grieve my dead son
and raise my other son,

and that's my work.

And I don't know
what you have to do.

But I forgive you.

I don't mean it,
but I'm saying it,
so maybe one day I will.

Um...

I'm sorry is... is not enough.

If there's anything,
anything at all,
Mrs. Sánchez, that I can...

Tell me about the end.

What?

You were with him when he died.

I want to know about
my son's last moments.

My partner
was trying to find help.

I was in the back seat
with Marco,
trying to stop the bleeding.

Was he scared?

Were you holding him?

Yes, I was holding him.

I held him as tight as I dared.

And, yes, he was scared.

But he was so brave.

So brave.

And he asked for you.

He wanted you to know he was
sorry for cutting school.

He was in my arms, and, uh...

we were waiting and waiting

and he asked me
if he was gonna be okay.

Please tell me you lied to him.

Yes, I did.

I held him and I told him
he was going to be okay.

And I held him as he passed.

And for a long time after.

Thank you.

You want something?

Double whiskey, neat.

To Didi.