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- In the nation's
largest city,

the vicious and violent
members of the underworld

are hunted by the detectives

of the organized crime
control bureau.

These are their stories.

- Hands where we can see them!

- [screams]

- His hand is crushed.

Every bone in his hand.

- This is my wife, Denise.

- Did your nephew get
any names or shield numbers?

This lawsuit's gonna put her
in an uncomfortable spot.

I am hunting the person who is

responsible
for killing my wife

and taking your son away
from you.

- That is what
brought us together.

- You're the only person
who would understand.

- You can stay, if you want.

You feel guilty.

- I feel a lot of things
these days.

I am not gonna allow
these emotions

to derail me from my mission.

- You want to come at me?
Come at me.

But don't you ever go
near my family.

- Why would Wheatley
want my wife dead?

Why?
- He didn't give the order.

Angela Wheatley did.

[dramatic music]

♪

- In these troubled times, let
us recall

the teachings of our Lord

in Romans 12:19.

[somber music]

Recompense to no man

evil for evil.

If it be possible,
as much as lieth in you,

live peaceably among all men.

Dearly beloved,
avenge not yourselves,

but rather give peace
unto wrath.

For it is written,
Vengeance is mine.

Be not overcome by evil,

but overcome evil with good.

But I say unto you,

love your enemies.

Bless them that curse you.

Do good to them that hate you
and pray for them

that despitefully use you
and persecute you.

Now please stand.

Go in peace.

To love
and to serve the Lord.

In the name of the Father,

the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

- Let's go.

- Let us know if you need
anything else, ma'am.

- Thanks.

[knocking at door]

♪

Welcome.

- Cuff her.

[dramatic music]

Angela Wheatley,

you're under arrest for
the murder of Kathy Stabler.

You have the right
to remain silent.

If you give up that right,
anything you say

can and will be used against
you in a court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you can't afford one,
one will be provided for you.

Do you understand the rights

that I have just read to you?

♪

[tense music]

♪

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Okay, so we're here.
Now what?

- You're going to thank me.
- I'm listening.

- Wheatley is expanding
his relationship

with Joey Raven's crew,

bringing them in on
a big new piece of business

that he is convinced
is gonna be a game changer.

- Kudos to Izak,

but your security team
should have found

that bug before he did.

- Dad, I'm all over it.
I'm bringing in a new crew.

- Good.
Have them search the house.

If there was a bug
in my office at Contrapos,

we have to assume that the
house has been breached too.

- Dad, if Raven comes at me
again in there,

can you just please
let me handle it?

- Richie, it's already
been handled.

[door lifting]

- [sighs]

- No more back-alley hand-offs
with duffle bags

full of cash
for these goombahs.

Excuse me.
Gavones.

Everything is online,

encrypted, and untraceable.

- I only let him
get away with that

because, well, their
organization's cash flow's

never been more...

what's your word?
Optimized?

- [chuckles]

Gentlemen,
Dana is your point person.

If you have any issues,
wanna upgrade,

or add any new capabilities,

reach out to her.

She's the smartest person
in the room.

Come here.
- Hi.

- Have you spoken
to your Russian friend?

- I made contact
through an intermediary.

We're talking tomorrow morning.

I'm buying me a gun

so I can explain it
to him simply.

- A year from now,
the COVID pandemic will

have run its course
and things will be

getting back to normal,
but right now,

at least for the next
nine to ten months,

only a fraction of the world
will have access to a vaccine.

Rich countries control
90% of the supply

and the third world--excuse me,
the developing world--

is desperate to get a share.

We have a very small window

to make billions of dollars.

Is that simple enough for you?

- [sighs]

She ask for a lawyer?

- Actually, she asked
to talk to you.

- She ordered the murder
of my wife.

I have nothing to say to her.

- Okay.

So you want to brief the team

about Wheatley's new friend?

- Yep, kids!
Gather around.

Sergeant, I want
to introduce you to someone.

- All right.
- [clears throat]

- Meet Stepan Komarov.

- Looks like a real sweetheart.

- Yeah, those tattoos
are the mark of the vory.

- That is Russian for
"thieves in law."

- Didn't ask.

- Komarov
is Brighton Beach mafia.

He's based in Brooklyn,
but he has international reach.

- Arms dealer.

- Wheatley wants to use
him to peddle

COVID vaccines over
the developing world,

just like he sells bombs
and guns.

- So we made it so hot
for him here,

he's taking it overseas.

- Yeah, but how does
he make bank

in a bunch
of bankrupt countries?

- By squeezing out
government agencies.

NGOs.
Any way he can.

- All right,
so here's the deal.

We have a pile of evidence
on Richard Wheatley,

but all of it is
one step removed,

so it's highly probable
that he and his lawyers

are gonna find a way
to slither out of it.

This is our chance
to catch him in the act.

- Are we gonna try
and get him on tape

actually planning this deal?

- No, we're gonna
get him on tape

actually making the deal.
- Mm-hmm.

We catch him in the act,
there's no slithering.

- Stepan Komarov has one of
the tightest security crews

on the planet,
even more than Wheatley.

How are we gonna get a device
in the room with these two?

- Good question.

Well, that's where
the fun begins.

- We're gonna remove Komarov
and replace him

with another buyer.

- Who?
- Us.

- Well, someone
who works for us

who's willing to wear
a listening device

that you, Jet, are gonna
make for this occasion.

[thudding]

[thudding continues]

Ready to call your lawyer?

- Not yet.

I would like to call
my children

so they don't worry about me.

- Not happening.

- Well, if they say something
and Richard

can't get in touch with me,
he'll suspect something's up--

- We have your cellphone,
Professor Wheatley.

We can clone the GPS.

Put you wherever
you need to be

so he's not suspicious.
- Do it.

Any chance of a blanket?

It's kinda cold in here.

- No.

No shoelaces,
no belts, no blankets.

NYPD policy.

Wouldn't want you
to hurt yourself.

You should eat something.

Knock if you need the bathroom.

You know,
I read an article about you

a while back in "Essence."

Tenured professor
at a prestigious university.

Board member
of Coding For Equity

and the STEM Access Project...

- Do you have children,
Sergeant Bell?

- Not yet.

- If you ever have a son,

you'll understand
you'll do whatever

you're able to
to keep him safe,

especially from the police.

[somber music]

♪

- Why?

- I was insane.

Inconsolable

with rage and grief.

- Hmm, rage and grief, yeah.

I-I'm familiar
with those emotions.

- Richard told me that
it was a targeted hit

by police as part of

an anti-drug operation.

Harlem Heat they called it.

He said--
Richard said,

that this operation
was led by a detective

by the name of Elliot Stabler.

- And you believed that?

- I did.

Detective Elliot Stabler.

One of those faceless officers

who guns down young black men
with impunity

and expects never
to face any consequences.

Richard asked
if I wanted him to die,

this detective,

and I said no.

No.

I wanted him to suffer

like I'm suffering.

I wanted...

him to feel...

this pain

worse than death.

- Well, congratulations.
You succeeded.

- These were
just words, Elliot,

spoken in the depth of despair.

I didn't mean
for anyone else to die.

- Someone else did die.

Someone that I loved.

Someone that never
hurt a soul in her life.

- [crying quietly]

♪

- You remember
the moment we met?

- I don't.

- I told you that I would
find the person

responsible for murdering your son,

and the whole time,
you thought it was me.

That's--that's irony.

- It's what I believed.

- Yeah.

We all believe a lot of things.

[exhales]

So here's the truth.

Rafiq worked
for your ex-husband,

managing the illegal side
of his business,

the production and distribution

of an illegal drug
called Purple Magic--

- No, I told you
when we first met,

I don't want to know
any of this stuff--

- Unfortunately, your son
was double dipping.

Not only was he taking
paychecks from your ex,

he was also taking his product

to make his own stepped-on
inferior product

of Purple Magic
and then selling it

on the street at a discount

and he got caught.

- By--by the cops.
He got caught by the police.

- He got caught
by Richard Wheatley,

his adoptive father.

He got caught

by your ex,

who dealt with him
the only way that he deals

with anybody who rips him off.

He shot him between the eyes.

[dramatic music]

That's the truth.

♪

- Did you talk
to Moennig about Komarov?

- I told him I need
an excuse to arrest him.

Unpaid parking tickets,

stiffing his tattoo artist.

I don't care,
just as long as it's something

that gets him off the street
for a week or so.

- You want to check
on the prisoner?

You know we're gonna have to
talk about this eventually.

- Evidently not right now.

- Permanent nerve damage?

- That's what the doctor said.

Probably won't be able
to play his guitar.

His scholarship...

- You're gonna file
a lawsuit against the NYPD.

- I'm putting a team together.

Damon wants to make the cops
who did this to him

accountable for their actions.

- Damon or you?

- I didn't want you
to be blindsided.

I realized
it's complicated for you.

- Well, yeah.

- Look, we're gonna need
your support, Ayanna.

Me, Damon,

and this little guy.

Hmm?

- I just want
to tell you that

I'm very sorry about what
happened to your nephew.

- It didn't happen to him.

It was done to him.

♪

- I've know you,
what, going on 15 years now?

We've logged
a lot of hours together.

Tenure review,
contract renegotiations,

joined all
those student protests.

I went through Rafiq with you.

Had you and Richard over to
dinner half a dozen times

and I had no idea that he was

Manfredi Sinatra's son.

- I never imagined
I'd need to tell you.

I also never imagined I'd need

the brilliant Ellsworth Lee

the way I need you now.

- Flatter me later, Angela.

Let's get you out
this black site cell first

and then we discuss
how to proceed.

- I'm not ready to get out yet.

I need some time.

I don't want to walk
out of here

without talking
to Elliot first.

- Elliot?
- Stabler.

Detective Elliot Stabler.
- The arresting officer.

You're on a first name basis?

Is that why you want
to cooperate?

- No.

No and yes.

Ellsworth...

I want to help them
put Richard away.

- You're gonna need
to tell me everything.

For now, just follow my lead.

- We're not interested
in a deal.

- You sure about that?

- What have you got for us,
counselor?

- Queen for a day.

- What's queen for a day?
- It's a bargaining chip

that slick lawyers use to make
deals for their clients.

- And here I thought you were

just another TV talking head
law professor.

- I did five years
in the Brooklyn D.A.'s office

before the "talking head"
thing took off, detective.

Queen for a day
is a proffer letter.

It means that
the arresting officers

don't have to commit
to anything up front,

but they will hear
what you have to offer

and agree not to use
anything you say against you.

If the information
you provide is of value,

then we discuss
a cooperative arrangement.

- Still not interested.

- I'd like to hear
what she has to say.

- You got three hours.

Discuss it with your ADA,
but I won't permit you

to keep Professor Wheatley
here indefinitely.

That's just basic habeas.

You don't have to be
a law professor to understand

fundamental civil rights.

- We're not violating
anybody's civil rights.

I'm sure you know
she asked to stay here.

- His ego.

- Angela, they haven't agreed
to anything yet.

- I know that.
It's about Richard.

- Okay.

We're taking a great deal
on faith here.

If you listen to
what my client has to say,

pivot, and throw
the book at her,

you'll be wading
in fifth amendment waters.

- Noted.
I'm listening.

- The only way
to get my ex-husband

to fall for your sting

is to appeal to his ego.

When Detective Morales
was kind enough to escort me

to the bathroom, I overheard.

I don't know exactly
what you're planning,

but I do know
how Richard's mind works

and I know the most
effective way to get him

to drop his guard.

- Go on.

- Do you know what an oloid is?

It's a three-dimensional
curved geometric object

comprised of two linked
congruent circles

in perpendicular planes.

Richard was so enchanted by it,

he made it his
first company's logo.

- Mastaba.

- Very good, Sergeant Bell.

- We're not your students.

- I want to help you
put Richard Sinatra

in a cell for the rest
of his life.

[tense music]

- Okay, if you didn't
find anything

in the rest of the house,
it's highly unlikely

you'll find anything down here.

The wine lair is my father's
most secure space.

Sweep it anyway.

- If we find something,

same instructions?

- I want to know it
immediately,

but leave it operational.

If there's a wire,

we don't want to tip anyone off

that we know about it.

[alarm chiming]

♪

[alarm chiming continues]

- Yeah, Morales.

Yeah, I know the place.

Okay, yeah, we're on it.

Right now Stepan Komarov's
at a Russian bathhouse

in the East Village.
- Okay, Morales and Washburn?

- Yeah, well,
they tracked him down.

They're stuck in traffic
at Brighton Beach.

So I think this one is on us.

- NYPD.
We need to see Stepan Komarov.

- I'll cover her eyes.
Where is he?

♪

Stepan Komarov.
NYPD.

I have a warr--
- [grunts]

[groaning]

♪

- [shouts]

[both grunting]

- [groans]

- Don't move!

[indistinct shouting]

- [groaning]

- [whispers]
Jesus.

You're under arrest.

- I'll be out in two days.

- I'll make it more
like five or six.

Don't worry.

I'll be back for you.

- You're still holding
Wheatley's wife?

- She wants to cooperate.

We're making arrangements
to move her to

a protected location.

- Tell me what you need
for the sting

and be reasonable.

- These are the schematics
for the refinery

where the Guardo Family
has their new command center.

- Which is, I'm guessing,
heavily guarded.

- And according to our CI,
Izak Bekher,

the place that Wheatley
was gonna meet with Komarov.

- Who's now in custody,
as I understand.

- Which means we can get
this thing going.

We just need you to sign-off
on the expenses.

- We need manpower.

- An ESU team.
- Ideally, two.

- Let's go with one, Sergeant.

- And we have our buyer
lined up to replace Komarov.

He's my best CI,
out of Rome.

Our mole with
the Casamonica Family.

- Gianluca Silvano, I know.

But he's in Rome.

- Yeah, we gotta fly him here.

- He's an arms dealer.
Why can't he fly himself here?

- He's not an arms dealer
anymore.

I arrested him.
I turned him.

He works for us now.

- Does he also want a suite
at the Four Seasons?

- We're thinking
he needs something

a little more exclusive.

- I was kidding.

- Look, Wheatley will be
surveilling him at every turn.

Silvano is a major high roller.

- Please don't say it.

- He flies private.

[indistinct chatter]

[tense music]

♪

- [speaking Italian]

- [chuckles]
[speaking Italian]

- Detective Elliot Stabler.

- Joey.

I'm on my way to lunch.

You said you needed to talk.

- Komarov got pinched.

- For what?

- Some petty charge,
I don't know what,

but he resisted arrest
and now they're holding him.

These Russians.
They're all freaking crazy.

- How long are
we supposed to wait?

- Oh, we don't have to wait.

I have another buyer.
- I don't want another buyer.

I want Komarov.
He's a beast.

- Well, I found another beast

who wants to move
ten times more merch

than the Russian
and he's one of us.

Gianluca Silvano.

- Never heard of him.

- He's a longtime associate
of the Casamonicas,

an arms dealer
with seriously deep pockets.

Clients all over
the Middle East and Africa.

- You approached him
or he approached you?

- Word travels fast.

I got half a dozen calls
when Komarov fell out.

But this guy is legit.

He's done more time
than I've been alive.

- Call it off.

I'll find another buyer.
I don't need you.

- He asked me to give you this.

He said he knows your work
and he wanted you to know...

[speaking Italian]

What the hell is that?

- An oloid.

[chuckles]

- I didn't need to do much to
enhance the guy's reputation.

Gianluca Silvano's got
a rap sheet 30 years long.

- He was hardcore Italian mafia
before he became Stabler's CI.

- I just beefed him up a bit.

Now he's peddled arms in Yemen,

Syria, Lebanon--

anywhere the black market's
bigger than the government.

- It's very convincing.

Are you sure Wheatley
won't suspect

it's a deepfake?

- My technology's based on

generative adversarial networks.

DARPA's trying to find
a way to detect it

but they're not even close.

Also, uh,

he has a very visibly
messed up left ear,

so I designed
a recording device

that passes as a hearing aid.

- Sloot.

- Notice how every part
of the surface

touches the table as it rolls?

It's a unique
geometrical puzzle,

two congruent circles

linked in perpendicular planes.

- I'm not big
on geometry, boss.

- What a surprise.

The oloid was the logo

of my first business venture.

Mastaba.

I chose it because
it's a perfect hybrid

of mathematics and art.

- So the Italian
did his homework.

- And then some.

This gift

tells me that Gianluca Silvano
is intelligent enough

to speak to me in a language
that few others

would understand.

And thorough enough

to be worthy of my trust.

- He buying it?

- Yeah, hook, line, and sinker.

Sloot!

Bekher's selling
the hell out of Silvano.

Sounds like those deepfakes
of yours did the trick.

[alarm chiming]

- We gotta get Silvano
on that jet.

- We're in.

- Hello.

How'd you get this number?

Okay, I'll play.
When and where?

Richard Wheatley wants
to buy me a cup of coffee.

- Any idea why?
- To discuss his ex-wife.

- Does he know
we have her here?

- Detective Stabler.

The pizza's so-so,
but the coffee

is excellent.

I took the liberty
of ordering you one.

I hear Rome turned you
into a bit of a coffee snob.

- Who'd you hear that from?

- Angela was...

pretty angry with me
after the other night.

- Well, maybe you had
no business being there.

- There you go again,

making assumptions
about my business.

She's refusing
to talk to me now.

She hasn't spoken to me since

I dropped her off
at her apartment.

- Well, that's what happens
when you throw

a temper tantrum, I guess.

- She may be my ex-wife,
detective, but...

I still care for her.

- Well you're the father of

two of her three children,
right?

- So you know about Rafiq.

Did she tell you that he was
killed in a police raid?

- Is that what happened?

- Come on.

We both what's going on here.

You're using Angie

to get to me.

[dramatic music]

- Am I?
- This is between us.

I don't want her
to become a casualty

in a dispute between two men.

♪

- You don't want
any casualties?

- No.

- Like my wife?

- That was...

insensitive of me.

What I'm trying to say is

you can't really trust anything

she's telling you about me,
because, well...

She's still very much
in love with me.

- Why didn't you kill me?

- Why would I want
to kill you, Elliot?

Then we wouldn't be enjoying

this delicious cup
of coffee together.

- 'Cause I was a nuisance.

I was interfering
with your business in Puliegh.

And you don't like people
stepping

into your business, do you?
You exact revenge.

You get rid of them.

- Well...

I certainly try,

but not in the way
that you're intimating.

- She was not
a vengeful person...

♪

But she will be the end of you.

- I'm very sorry for your loss,

but stay away from my wife.

- Ex-wife.

♪

- [speaking Italian]

Okay.

He's boarding the G7.
We got a guy on board

posing as a bodyguard.

- Whoa, you're flying Silvano
here on a private jet?

- Yeah, well,
international arms dealers

don't fly coach.

[soft dramatic music]

♪

- [sighs]
The oloid?

- Very effective.

[blender whirring]

- Dad, I really need
to show you something.

- I want you to try this,
- No.

- Spirulina.
The Aztecs drank it.

- Listen.

- Mm.

Oh.

Disgusting.

I think they drank this
to wash down

the human sacrifices.

- [laughs]
- Whoo!

They ain't invent
a bottle of Dom Pom

Richie Wheatley can't take out.

- All right, let me try.
- Oh!

Easy, girl.

This ain't laser tag.

- Shut up.

Crap.
- All right.

- I suck.

- First off,
two hands, Hollywood.

- Hmm?
- That's what my grandfather

used to tell me when
I'd try to hold it sideways

looking all gangsta.

- Feels pretty good.

- All right, focus.

- Oh!
- Hey!

You did it.

- I could not figure out
what she was doing

with Richie, Dad.

Now we know.
Look.

I never would have spotted
this on my own

but my techs
enhanced the footage.

[dramatic music]

♪

- This stays between us.

We're not even telling
our friends at Seven Knights.

♪

Richie.

You got a sec?

Dana and I are working
on a new project

and we really need
to pick your brains on it.

Hey, Gina.

- Hi.

- I'll be right back,
all right?

It's business.

- Don't take too long.

- Oh, I won't.

Hey, what's up?

- If this is about
the bottle of Dom--

- No, it's about her.

Gina.

Or whatever the hell
her name is.

- What?
- Richie, you brought a rat

into our house.

- A rat?

- A cop, Richie.

- That--that's--
- She played you.

She's using you to get to us.

- No, she isn't.

- She planted
a listening device

in Dad's wine lair
the night of your birthday.

♪

- No, no way.

She works at the Seven Knights
for, what, four years?

Somebody would have
made her by now.

Joey Raven, or Pop-pop--

- Think a bunch
of two-bit hoods

would have made her
if I didn't, Richie?

No, I don't.

- We have it
on the security video.

- She's good.
I'll give you that.

- What do you want me to do?

- I'll tell you exactly
what you're gonna do.

You're gonna go back up
there and tell her

you have a surprise for her.

You're gonna whisk her away
for a romantic weekend

at our family compound
in Montauk.

Of course she's never gonna
actually get to the house,

is she, Richie?

- No, I'm not--
I'm not doing that.

- You made this mess, baby boy.

You're gonna clean it up.

- Dad.

I told you.

He can't do it.

- Should I just have Dana
do it then?

Like always?

- Dad...
- Like always, Richie?

- Okay, Dana.
- No!

I'll do it.
I'll do it.

- Izak will set you up
with a clean weapon.

She's a cop,
so they track her phone.

You need to disable it.

And make sure she doesn't
have a chance to call in.

You don't want anyone
tailing you.

♪

- This op has
a lot of moving parts.

Speak up if anything
I say is unclear.

ADA Frazier is working on

getting the warrants.

- Yep, that'll be ready
within the hour.

- Excellent.
According to our CI,

this man, Izak Bekher--

- Who is he?

The CI?

- Bekher is Wheatley's
head of security, his fixer.

We turned him, so he's with us.

The meeting is
at 1800 hours tomorrow

here in this warehouse
that Wheatley converted

into a tech hub
for the Guardo family.

- So the purpose of the meet
is for our buyer

to make a large purchase of

illegal COVID product.

Our job is to get in there

and catch Wheatley in
the middle of said transaction.

- Our tech, Jet Slootmaekers,

will be monitoring data traffic

so as soon the transfer
of cryptocurrency goes

from our buyer to Wheatley,

we get in there
and make the bust.

- All right, the warrants are
for any electronics on site.

If you go in with the team,

then you can get
in there right away.

- Who's wearing the wire?

- Silvano will
have an audio device

disguised as a hearing aid.

- How many guns
are we expecting inside?

- At least a half dozen guys
with hardware.

- All right, I do not want
to go in blasting.

All right, we need
to take him alive,

so please use restraint.

- All due respect, Sergeant,

we go in heavy
and we go in hard.

Boom the door,
drop a couple flashbangs,

take down anyone
who draws a weapon.

- I spent five years in Narco,
Captain Chambliss.

We hit those doors ourselves

with zero fatalities.

- Okay, everybody take five.

We'll run through it again.

- Okay.

- Looks like our ESU guy
has it out for you.

- I noticed.

- You can always ask Moenning
for a different squad.

- No, we don't have
time for that.

- When all this
goes down tomorrow,

I'm sure he'll do his job.

- Well, let's hope so.
- Mm-hmm.

[hip-hop music playing]

- So how long has your family

had a place in Montauk?

- Since I was a kid, I guess,

when my dad started
making really big money.

- You know, there's kind of
a famous lighthouse out there.

Can we please go?

I don't know what it is--I have
a thing with lighthouses.

I just find them so romantic.

- Sure, Gina.

- Are you all right?

You seem kind of quiet.

Well, for you, I mean.
- [chuckles]

I'm good.

So you've never
been surfing, huh?

- I may be blonde,
but I am no beach bunny.

But you're gonna teach me,
though, right?

- Yeah.

[dramatic music]

♪

- I'm sorry.

[groans]

I had coffee
with your ex-husband.

- That's strange.
- Mm-hmm.

- Does he know I'm here?
- No.

No.

- What'd he want?

- I'm not sure.

But he did tell me
that I can't trust you

because you're still
in love with him.

- Then you know he's lying.

- Of course I do; I just don't
know that you're not.

- Elliot...

- Why are we stopping
at this extremely weird

and creepy place?

- You said you wanted
to see a lighthouse, right?

It's right near here.

Here, Camp Hero was an Air
Force base during the Cold War

disguised to look like
an old fishing village.

Yeah, there's
this old conspiracy theory

that there was some crazy-ass
mind-control experiments

that went down over here.

Y'know, like in
"Stranger Things"?

This is where
they got the idea.

- You know what?

I don't need to see
the lighthouse.

- This is my spot
since I was a kid.

♪

I used to sneak away
from my family

and ride my bike over here.

Pretend I was a real badass.

See the pile
of cinderblock over there?

That was my fortress.

Check it out.

♪

[gun clicks]

I know what you are.

- What do you mean?

Richie, come on.

Baby, what--
what are you doing?

- You don't have to pretend
like you're feeling me

like that anymore, Gina.

What's your real name anyway?

♪

- My real--

my real name
is Gina Cappelletti.

I have been undercover
since I was 21,

and they--they don't make you
change your name.

And at first, it w--
it was just work,

but then...

♪

I-I caught
real feelings for you.

I'm not pretending.

- You're on video

in the wine lair of my father.

Should have known
that there was

video surveillance everywhere.

[suspenseful music]

♪

Gina.
- [grunts]

- Oof!

- You work with us.

Your father is a bad guy
but you are not.

I know you're not a killer.

- Good thing I am.

♪

[gunshot]

- [panting]

♪

- It's okay, Richie.

I'll take care of her.

Go on back to the car.

- You want to talk
about my father?

You made me look like
a fool in front of him.

- I wasn't trying
to make a fool out of you.

I was just--
I was doing my job.

- Now I gotta do mine.

♪

- [gasps]

♪

- I think I loved you.

- You made your bones, kid.

I didn't think
you had it in you.

Go on.

I'll clean this up.

♪

♪

[both speaking Italian]

- You ready to make a deal?

[dramatic music]

♪

[wolf howls]