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Previously on Necessary Roughness:

Brickhouse Lingerie was my idea first...

- Yes. - So she has no right

to pitch this to you without my consent.

I hope you two like working together. This is good.

From this point forward, we're officially at war.

The enemy: SBG Management.

I'm Abigail Bruce, managing partner at SBG.

Bruce? Who's Bruce?

Connor's former assistant.

Why did Troy install his own security system on top of V3's?

Our hacker's inside V3's secure network. Just let him do his thing.

- Sam Conte from the L.A. office. - Pleasure.

Nice flowers. From somebody special?

- It's been a really rough year. - Let me make it better.

No, Jeanette. It was not a one-night stand.

It was a two-night stand.

I know, I know, it's not like me at all,

but it was exactly what this doctor ordered.

Well, the job is good.

Kids, good.

I am good.

Yeah, I feel like things are finally

falling into place.

Morning. Non-fat extra-foam cappuccino.

- My God, could you be more efficient? - I hope not.

- So, what's on tap for today? - Staff meeting at 9,

new client lunch at noon, Barneys private sale at 7.

Oh, good to know.

Speaking of things you might want to know...

- Sam, hey, you're back in town. - Yeah, for the V3 charity event.

I was supposed to RSVP to that.

You did. I'll have dress and shoe options for you by lunch tomorrow.

Thank you.

I should have called. It was last-minute.

- Did you like the flowers? - Yes, I did. Thank you.

They were beautiful. People kept asking who died.

Hopefully not me.

I'm in town for a couple of weeks.

I was hoping we could see some of each other.

Yes, please.

Great. I'll set up dinner with your nosy assistant who's looking at us now.

- Eyes in the back of your head? - I'm an agent.

You gotta have eyes in the back of your head to survive.

Sex appeal, the X factor, chemistry.

Whatever you wanna call it, you two have it, everybody wants it.

- It's a match made in prime time. - Well, this match done burned down.

Look, I realize that Sheera may have jumped the gun

due to her unbridled enthusiasm,

but good ideas are hard to come by, so kiss and make up.

Come on.

For the sake of my financial future...

- I'm onboard. - Very good.

No more of this unbridled enthusiasm

unless I am the one bridling it.

Absolutely, TK.

Partners, fifty-fifty.

- Sixty-forty, my idea. - My idea to partner up.

Yin and yang.

Plus, I sold it to Connor in the room.

You only sold it because you stole it, 55-45.

- Deal. - Good.

Who needs lawyers? Let's have a handshake.

Not me. Come on, shake with her.

There we go.

Come on. Good.

I wanna see you two out in public together.

I want you on red carpets, starting with V3's big gala, okay?

Brangelina.

Everyone's gonna be talking about She-K.

Wear She-K and get freaky What?

She-K.

TK. TK, wait.

- That's Mr. King to you, Ms. Kane. - I've already apologized twice.

What do you want me to do? Beg for forgiveness?

Yeah, I do. You know what?

We're just business partners in this. Keep this thing professional.

No.

I don't wanna lose you to Brickhouse.

So can we just go somewhere and talk this through?

Hey, maybe I can beg you in private.

You know what?

If I am late to practice, coach will grill my ass on a hibachi.

The man is about as flexible as a crowbar.

Even five minutes?

For a hot drink? It's my treat.

Friends, 'tis the season for giving.

I'm not talking about holiday bonuses, I'm talking about giving back.

Carl Webber, master money man,

please tell me this year's gonna be a big year for the V3 Foundation.

It's gonna be a big year for the V3 Foundation.

He's funny too.

For those new to V3, Carl is our vice president of Accounting,

he's our Rock of Gibraltar, and head of our charitable foundation.

Walk us through Saturday night.

Right, okay. So...

Like last year, we're gonna have a red carpet,

media blitz, and a silent auction.

Most of our A-listers have RSVP'd yea.

Clooney sent his regrets along with a sizable check.

He'll be in Italy, enjoying his life.

We expect to raise between 2 and 3 million dollars

split evenly between our eight nonprofits.

Around 9:00, I'll take the stage,

introduce Connor as a fine humanitarian,

blah, blah, blah.

You won't be hooked up to a lie detector, are you?

Hey, hey, hey.

I plead the Fifth.

Anyway, I hope you can all join us.

It's gonna be, as always, one hell of a night.

Thanks, Carl. Listen, if it's one thing we do right,

- we do good. - What is going on?

Special Agent Jenkins, FBI. I need to see your hands.

- What's going on here? - Now.

I'm sure...

Answer the questions now.

FBI, please step out.

- I thought you said you were 18? - Yeah, very funny.

Let's go. Come on. Take a seat in the lobby.

What? I mean...

What is going--? Hold on. Do you know who we are?

Yes, Mr. King, I do, and you also need to take a seat in the lobby.

Listen, if I don't get my ass to practice,

only place I'm sitting come Sunday is on a bench.

So maybe I can work some sort of get-out-of-jail-free card.

Fifty-yard-line tickets. Primo spots.

You trying to bribe a federal officer?

No.

I think we'll just wait in the lobby.

Let me get this straight. FBI can waltz into my place of business,

collect evidence of alleged wrongdoing,

and not even tell us what the investigation is about?

Can't even call a lawyer as they walk away with our files

and anything they can plug in?

Sealed warrant. They have no obligation to tell you the target of investigation

- until indictments are issued. - So we might not even be the target?

- Just looking for something in our files? - Possibly.

- Stay on it, Nico. - Listen.

These are privileged personal patient files--

- Ma'am, please, step aside. - It's okay, Dani.

- Your files, they're protected. - How exactly?

- They're being carted away. - Just temporarily.

- There's a clean team and a dirty team. - What are you talking about? Like laundry?

The dirty team's job is to go through everything.

Then they deliver to the clean team only information covered under the warrant.

- Which is what? - That, I don't know.

It's sealed.

But the FBI didn't raid V3 to find out how Cindy Luck is doing.

How do you know so much about all of this?

- Dani, everything okay? - Yes, I think. I...

Sam Conte, this is Nico Careles.

The security guy who knows everything, right?

Right.

I'm sure that wasn't on anyone's daily planner now, was it?

I'm sure we're all a bit shaken up,

but you don't live on top without someone trying to knock you off.

Our enemies only win if we let them.

Also, let me remind you there's no evidence of any wrongdoing at V3.

No evidence that V3 is even a target of any sort of investigation.

I promise, we will get to the bottom of this.

So I suggest we just go back to work, business as usual.

Oh, and congratulations on our first FBI raid.

Give ourselves a big round of applause.

Get the war room up and running.

Call every client, every company V3 is in business with.

Let them know we are rock-solid.

And whoever is responsible for this, let them know there will be hell to pay.

Thank you, Jimmy. I appreciate anything you can do. Thanks.

Hey, get me Tony over at Justice.

Also Nellie and Nikki Finke at Deadline. We have to spin this before it gets spun.

- Hey, I know this might be a bad time. - Bad time? What made you say that?

Connor, I appreciated your speech, but this is not business as usual.

I have been approached by people who are worried they're losing their jobs.

Santino, I understand. We're under siege.

But I have a hundred employees looking at me for leadership.

I can't project weakness in a time of crisis.

Understood. But do you actually have any idea what's going on?

No, I don't. Until I do, I'd like you to do double duty

and try to calm the masses the best you can.

Hello, Connor McClane for Harvey Levin.

Feds just raided the place.

- Hell of a story. - True story.

I'm talking Untouchables. They went full lockdown.

No cell phones, no PDAs, no whatever, okay?

That's why I missed practice. You wanna check on me, call that dude.

He'll vouch for me.

Here's a question for you.

What's the fine for being late to practice?

Five G's.

Correct. What are the exceptions?

Death and alien abduction.

Which one happened to you?

Now that you mention it, the FBI guys did look a little Men in Black.

You owe me 5K, Mr. King.

Okay.

And just a little heads-up.

I'm sequestering the team in a hotel room Saturday night.

- Curfew, 10 p.m. - Wait, I'm sorry.

- Curfew and a hotel for a home game? - An important game.

No distractions. You got a problem with that?

No, no problem with that at all.

I will be snug as a bug

in a king-size bed at 9:59.

You better be, I don't care how many balls you catch or TDs you make,

you screw up again, I will ship your ass to Buffalo

and go back to my dinner like nothing happened. Am I clear?

Crystal.

Now get out of here.

You're sure, Dr. Santino?

Yes, Hal. FBI won't care what you do in the employee kitchen.

But I would stop stealing other people's lunches,

- just because. - Okay.

Oh, Carl, right? We weren't formally introduced, but I'm Dr. Dani Santino.

I know. Know why Humpty-Dumpty was a foolish egg?

Oh, no. Why?

He should never have been on the wall.

Just a matter of time before he fell and cracked.

I'm sorry, I'm not following you.

I'm s-- I'm sorry. I...

I don't sleep very well.

Maybe you can give me something to help me with sleeping.

I don't prescribe. You'd have to go to a psychiatrist for that.

You all right?

Excuse me.

Could we talk privately?

I don't appreciate being blindsided.

Need I remind you, you're an informant, not an agent.

Information is strictly on a need-to-know basis.

So you didn't think I needed to know that V3 was gonna be raided?

- I was preserving your cover. - Thanks for the assist, but I'm good.

This isn't your investigation.

Just sit tight, wait for instructions. That's all you need to worry about.

I've given you guys over six months of my life.

I'm ready for it to be over quickly, so I can pack my bags and go to Dallas

where a very lucrative job was waiting for me until I was rudely interrupted.

The more you keep me in the dark, the less help I can be to you

and the longer this whole thing takes.

It's not your call.

Besides, I'd hate to see your friend Dr. Santino

get mixed up in this any more than she already is.

Yeah.

Dr. Santino is a very nice lady.

We can all agree on that.

But in four weeks' time, I'm going AWOL on this operation.

It'll be like I never existed.

You got four weeks to figure it out.

Enjoy your meal.

Sent shock waves through the sports and entertainment industries today

as the FBI issued a court-ordered search warrant

in what appears to be an ongoing investigation.

What that investigation is is anyone's guess.

V3 CEO Connor McClane had this to say

when he spoke with reporters earlier today.

There's no evidence we're the target of any investigation.

V3 has nothing to hide. We were fully cooperative with the FBI.

So it's back to business as usual.

So our thousand-dollar-an-hour legal team is as much in the dark as we are.

And until indictments are handed down, we have no idea

who or what it is they're investigating. Could be months.

FBI must think they got a damn good case to come in full force like that.

Nothing in our files I'm worried about.

IRS has been through every piece of paper in this office a hundred times over.

I'm more concerned with the rat who's trying to sink our ship.

The attorneys said the feds wouldn't come in like that

unless they had one more source,

so there must be one other hand at play here.

The only two people who are not suspects are in this office.

Leave no stone unturned.

We have to find out who's trying to take us down.

And we are going to make Julio a one-name brand.

Really? Like LeBron? Like Tiger?

Like Beckham and Obama.

I love it, Bruce. You're good.

She is good. Trust me, I've been there. She is good.

Connor McClane, how are you?

Julio Jones. You are a superstar. How are the Falcons treating you?

They're treating me fine, but not as fine as Ms. Bruce here.

- We're in the middle of a meeting. - We were just finishing up.

- I got another meeting, we'll talk later. - Okay.

- All right. - Hi, Bruce.

What are you doing here?

Well, you look like you could use some company.

You look like you could use a good lawyer. I saw you on TV last night.

If you were spinning any harder, you'd have your own gravitational pull.

What do you want?

- What do you want? - When something's wrong

in your house, why is your first instinct to look inside mine?

You fight dirty. How did you get the feds to check me out?

- Are you accusing me of setting you up? - Yeah.

Why would I do that?

Oh, I don't know, maybe because I didn't make you partner.

- You give me a lot of credit. - I'm giving you all the credit.

You've been trying to screw me since the day you left V3.

- And you're not trying to screw me? - No, I have a new hobby.

- Really? What's her name? - That's good.

By the way, great boob job.

Tell the right one the left one's about 3 inches higher.

Three inches? Well, there's something you'd know a lot about.

We both know that's only a third of the story.

Okay, is there a point to this little visit?

There is a point to this little visit.

You had access to a lot of information,

so if any of it gets out, I'm gonna know it's you, Bruce.

So if you threw any sand, prepare to get dirty.

Assets and liabilities,

debits and credits,

these are all items I know where they belong on the balance sheet.

How to make them all reconcile.

So, what's throwing you off balance now?

I'm going through a messy divorce.

My wife, Julia, she will take this FBI raid

and use it against me somehow.

- Do you have any children? - Grown.

My son is a concert violinist.

My daughter, she's going to Yale.

I gave them everything.

Julia, she...

She wanted me to quit this job at V3 five years ago.

Said she thought it was killing me.

How so?

The sleeping, lack thereof.

So it's been going on for some time, then,

- the sleep issues? - Yeah.

Well, insomnia often has an underlying cause,

like stress or emotional upheaval, depression.

But you didn't come here to talk about your divorce or your sleep problems.

There's something else going on, right?

Everything that I say to you is confidential, right?

Unless you plan on harming yourself or someone else.

I'm the one the FBI is looking for.

Surprise.

I had matching ones made for us.

Yes, you did.

This must've cost you a fortune, babe.

Well, She-K needs to make a splashy debut

at the Saturday V3 charity extravaganza. So...

Okay, first of all, She-K, and that's this Saturday?

- Yeah. - Yeah, I can't go.

What? No. That's not an option.

This is the beginning of our "Hello, World" tour. Also, it's Connor's baby.

- It is really bad form to blow this off. - Well, my crazy-ass coach

has the entire team sequestered in a hotel with a mandatory curfew of 10 p.m.

It's even worse form for me to blow that off.

Ten p.m.? No sweat.

We'll arrive at 8, work the red carpet,

get those fabulous photos, and then we'll sneak out.

- TK, this is a no-brainer. - Yeah, as in, "You must have no brains

- if you think that plan will work." - What?

- V3 in the city. - Yeah.

- Hotel, Long Island. - Got that.

In between all that is New York City traffic, Saturday night.

Nightmare, okay? Lot of holes in your no-brainer.

TK, these...

are the keys to our future.

So can you please trust me?

Well, you are just a can-do type of girl, huh?

Yeah, I am a "can do all kinds of things" girl.

I might have just got myself into a situation, and I don't see a way out.

Could we talk to a lawyer?

If my wife and kids found out...

Jesus.

Are there others involved at V3?

Look, I am only here to talk about me, okay?

Okay, okay.

So then let's review your options.

Well, there are none. I mean, that's the problem.

There are always options, and we'll figure out the best one for you.

Okay, well, option number one is that I confess to the FBI,

that I bring incredible shame on the family,

and I go to jail.

That sounds fun.

Option two is that I flee the country.

And then you're going to be running and constantly looking over your shoulder.

Option three, I hold tight and that, you know,

I just hope the whole thing blows over, which is unlikely.

Okay, I...

I think I know what option I wanna choose.

Will you help me?

Yes.

- Morning. - Good afternoon.

Did you have an early lunch? I didn't have anything on the books.

No, I had an appointment.

- Any messages? - A few.

Sam called, confirming your dinner for tonight.

- Okay. Can you--? - Seven o'clock at Rubiks, Upper West.

Oh, thank you.

Hello, doctor.

- Paloma. - Troy.

- Okay. - I just thought I'd check in with you.

- See how the masses are holding up. - They're okay, considering.

I imagine this has to be a unsettling time for everyone.

Some more than others.

Is there anyone in particular that we should be concerned about?

Troy.

Let me remind you again that I'm a therapist.

Whether I work in a corporation or hang a shingle out on a street corner,

when my clients talk to me confidentially, I protect their privacy.

Of course you do. I'd expect nothing less.

I'll leave you to it.

Seems like old times.

What's up, doc?

I know why the FBI raided V3.

I'm listening.

Someone came to me.

A V3 employee.

Can't give a name.

Let's say this person wanted to tell their story to the FBI,

admit their guilt.

Is there any chance for leniency?

- Depends. - On?

The crime. What laws were broken,

how many people were involved, how much money, who was hurt.

What can you tell me?

Nothing.

I can set up a meeting

with someone I know from my time at the Bureau.

You worked at the FBI?

Briefly.

The onion peels so slowly.

I'd appreciate it if you could set that up as soon as possible, okay?

- Burning the midnight oil? - Catching up on my reading and filing.

I like to stay current on all the V3 news,

especially when it's in the national headlines.

I must say, I admire your tenacity to be a V3 agent.

I'm glad I caught your attention.

Not everybody has your drive and ambition. Especially after hours.

Isn't that how Connor noticed Bruce?

After hours?

- You do keep up on all the news. - Past is prologue, as they say.

That's Shakespeare, The Tempest.

Oddly appropriate, though I am partial to The Merchant of Venice.

- You partial to getting on the fast track? - Depends on what you have in mind.

How about we go to my office and discuss what I have in mind?

Lead the way.

Hey, Carl. How you holding up?

Okay.

Have a good night.

Connor is a great mentor.

He helped me make the switch, and I'd take a bullet for the guy.

A lot of people feel that way. There's a real sense of loyalty.

He fosters it.

- Troy, on the other hand-- - Oh, my God.

What is the deal with those two?

Let's face it, every guy needs a hatchet man, right?

Troy certainly leads with his hatchet.

I try to stay under his radar, and you should too,

especially with all this FBI stuff going on.

Yeah.

- Didn't that freak you out at all? - No.

My hands are clean.

Well, mostly. I am an agent after all.

Somebody has something to hide, though, that's for sure.

You know, no more talk about work.

You have trouble separating work and play.

Oh, you know, just a little bit.

Well, I can probably help you with that.

What's wrong?

I can hear you thinking.

I'm sorry. I--

I'm just-- I'm not used to the whole casual flingy thingy.

Look, I like you.

And you seem to like me.

And we are just two consenting adults having fun.

- Nothing wrong with that. - Yeah. No.

But when I turn 40, that's a different story.

What's gonna happen when you turn 40?

I promised myself I would settle down and get serious.

Luckily for you,

I still have two years left.

Don't move.

Everything okay?

It's a client.

Go. Yeah, go, go.

Rain check.

I still got two good years left, right?

- Can't go through with this. - Why? What happened?

What happened is Connor McClane trusted me.

He gave me my career, he made me a wealthy man,

- and I betrayed him. - You stole money from the company,

- but now you're gonna make amends, Carl. - Yeah, I don't know if that's possible.

You haven't told me everything, have you?

Look, your friend who set up this meeting with the FBI,

- he did it for me to make a deal, right? - Yes.

- And you trust him? - Yes.

Do you wanna free yourself from this mess, whatever it is?

I do. I do, for my family, for my sanity.

Then we're gonna meet here tomorrow with your attorney as planned.

Carl, the truth is always the best option.

I sure hope you're right.

Fancy meeting you here.

Do you have what I asked for?

This is really going to help the investigation?

The company that you love and I love, someone is trying to take it down.

And that doesn't bode well for either of our futures.

Dani's schedule is all there, but there are things that she doesn't put on there.

- Like? - I don't know.

Appointments out of the office.

Okay. Well, when you do know, there'll be something waiting for you.

Gold star?

A rising star.

Good night.

Good night.

Well, that was an interesting development.

We're in the middle of a war here, Connor.

A war that you started.

You screwed Bruce, then screwed her over, and she's determined to take us down.

And it's clear to me

that she's getting help from someone on the inside.

You know, we don't know who, where, what, or why at this point, okay?

- It's all a big, paranoid guessing game. - Yes.

But maybe Santino may know all those things

because you encouraged everybody in this office

to unburden themselves to her.

Who knows what dirty laundry was aired in the confines of that office?

What are you getting at?

Look, Santino's loyalty is not to V3.

And only when you realize that

will you be protecting this company and yourself.

Think about it.

Talked to my friend at the Bureau. They're all set.

And you're sure that you can trust this guy, your friend?

They're willing to offer immunity to anybody who steps forward.

Immunity? So then he is gonna have to testify against other people?

Well, to the extent there are other people.

So where is this guy?

He should have been here by now.

"I've decided to go with one of my other options. I'm sorry."

What does that mean?

It means that he is a flight risk or worse, and we have to find him now.

Over here!

Over here!

Hello, world.

Welcome to She-K, launching Brickhouse Lingerie in 2014.

- About to melt all this. - This guy knows a lot about lingerie.

Way too much star power for these lenses. It's about to get burnt up in here, baby.

We just need one fabulous smile to launch us into the blogosphere.

So stop checking your watch.

- There they are. How are you? Hey. - Hey.

Give me a smile. Come on.

Hi. Look at the beauty. Look at the chemistry.

There you go, Brickhouse by She-K. Let's get a shot together, huh?

All right, thanks.

- Couple more. - Quick picture with these young ladies.

Oh, my goodness.

There he is, Subway's famous fan.

Justin Tuck, nice to see you. You're looking good.

- I know you saw the game. - Are you kidding me?

Four sacks? Incredible. You decapitated the quarterback.

If you run my way, you better duck, baby. This ain't tickle ball.

- Hey, thanks for showing up. - Oh, my pleasure.

- Thanks. - God bless.

Thank you. Thanks, everybody. God bless you. Thank you.

- Didn't you want that Subway deal? - I'm gonna get that Subway deal

- because they need somebody like this. - Frank, how are you?

Hey, Connor, what do you have to say about V3's skirmish with the FBI?

Tonight my only concern is making money for the children.

And that should be yours as well.

Who tipped off the FBI? A disgruntled employee?

I think I hear the sound of raising money for children right now.

Good job. Thanks, everybody. Thanks for coming. Appreciate it. God bless you.

- Connor. - Connor.

- That's great. Okay. - Okay.

- Oh, the Artful Dodger. - Well.

- You certainly handled that well. - Oh, you got some balls showing up.

You used to like that about me.

I also used to like fondue, but those days are long gone.

I didn't come here to fight.

Oh, trying to ease your guilty conscience?

Trying to support a worthy cause.

You and I have our differences. The Foundation isn't one of them.

Tell me you had nothing to do with it.

You never did trust me. Well, I guess that's why you passed me over.

And you didn't answer my question.

- Well? - Not in his apartment.

- You went inside? - Of course.

And there's no record of him leaving the country?

Checked all international and domestic flights

leaving the tristate area

and trains going to and from Mexico and Canada. Nothing.

- He didn't answer your calls? - No. Or any of my texts.

Terry, I'm not sure, but I think your wife has her hand on my butt.

- Terry, that's you. Terry. - I'm so sorry to interrupt,

but I need to borrow the man of the hour.

Okay. Terry, thanks for all you do. Appreciate it.

God bless you guys. Thanks.

You seem to be in a good mood, considering.

Am I supposed to scowl and scare away our donors?

Far be it from me to rain on your parade, but we have another problem.

- What's that? - Carl Webber's not coming.

- Where the hell is he? - He texted me.

He's got the flu.

All right. Have Nico track him down.

- Get him here now. - You got it.

- Tiny, my man. - Hey.

Thanks for showing up. Thank you.

Good evening. I wanna thank you all for attending

what's turned out to be V3 Foundation's most successful event yet.

I'd be a fool if I didn't think you were chitchatting

about another event that happened recently,

but I'm here to tell you the truth. The chocolate cake

Wolfgang Puck prepared for us is not actually fat-free.

Everything okay?

I hope so.

All kidding aside, the problems children face around the world are very serious.

Poverty, hunger, lack of education and healthcare.

These are the things V3 Foundation strives to make a difference in.

I'm happy to report that tonight, we've raised over $2 million in our fight

and the night has just begun.

I gotta hit it.

You can't leave during Connor's speech about sick and impoverished children.

What message does that send?

That he's taking too long talking about sick and poor kids.

- Okay, TK, calm down. - Whether helping kids around the world

or forging young hearts and minds in our very own V3 Academy,

nobody does it alone.

It takes teamwork.

And sometimes even our adversaries become unlikely bedfellows,

all to serve the greater good.

And before we head up for dinner,

I can think of no greater good than handing over the microphone

to the man we've all been waiting for, V3's most generous,

not to mention biggest donor, in every way, shape, and form.

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Shaquille O'Neal.

Shaq, come on out.

Valet's taking forever.

I knew this plan was brain-dead from the start.

Oh, I will show you brain-dead, Cinderfella.

What? You think this--? Where are you going?

To find us a pumpkin.

What?

Carl, you didn't show, and I'm concerned.

Can you please let me know you're okay?

You really never turn it off, do you?

Not when it comes to my clients, no.

Sam, I'm--

Look...

I like you. I--

I really do. But the casual thing, it's not me.

- I have trouble just-- - Just being superficial?

Which is, of course, the reason I like you.

Well, maybe I'll see you in two years.

You take care of yourself, Dani.

TK!

Hey, TK.

What--? Whose car is this?

- I got no idea. Come on, get in. - You're gonna steal a Maserati?

I'm borrowing it. Come on, get in or get cut.

Okay. You're putting a Black dude in a stolen vehicle.

You're crazy. I don't know what you're capable of.

I don't know what you're capable of.

Mr. King.

Nine fifty-nine. Cutting it kind of close, aren't we?

My grandpa says that close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.

Hi, I'm Sheera.

Fear not, coach, I promise you I'll be counting Z's in T-minus-30 seconds.

Get your ass upstairs and kiss your lady friend good night.

With pleasure.

- Bye. - Douchebag.

I miss you already.

You know something? You're some kind of crazy.

But I dig it.

You better.

What are you doing?

Tucking you in.

Gentlemen.

- Is everything okay? - No, it's not.

Why? What happened?

Carl Webber.

Jumped off the roof of his SoHo building.

He's dead.

It seems Carl has been stealing money from V3.

That's what we're learning.

Apparently he was into some creative accounting,

siphoning funds from the Foundation for his own use.

Stealing from charities, no less. I'll have to assume

he was the one FBI was looking for, so I guess they got all their information.

Dani, I know it's been a tough week for all of us.

Everyone here at V3 really loved Carl.

No matter what he did, he was still family.

People are gonna have to deal with their grief.

I'll help in any way I can.

Troy, send a condolence note to the family.

Speaking of notes, did Carl leave one?

From what we understand, no.

Carl had a story to tell. I guess we'll never know what it was.

Dani.

You all right?

I don't know what I am right now.

This is not on you. You did everything you could.

Did I?