All language subtitles for The.Equalizer.2021.S01E08

Previously on The Equalizer...

- The CIA wants you back, Robyn.
- I don't work for them anymore.

How many others are out there,
desperate, with nowhere to turn?

I'm the one you call
when you can't call 911.

- What do you need?
- I need those freaky-ass superpowers.

My pleasure.

I set you two up and it
was love at first sight.

- For him.
- For her.

What kind of charity needs a
consult after nine o'clock at night?

The international kind.

- I was trained by the best.
- Damn right you were.

I trust him with my life.

I've seen her methods.
She's a danger.

To herself and the people she thinks
she's helping. She needs to be stopped.

Collar like that could
make a person's career.

- Do we understand each other?
- Yes, ma'am.

So, there I am, at this
hole-in-the-wall bar,

singing at the top of my lungs.

Wait, they actually thought
you were Billie Eilish? You?

It's Morocco. My hoodie was up.

She wears her clothes
so big, nobody could tell.

Yeah, you are a crazy
person. You know that, right?

That is exactly what
I love about you.

I love you too, babe.

- Ah. Great.
- Are you speeding?

I don't think so.

Descendez du
véhicule, s'il vous plaît.

- I bet you were speeding.
- Pretty sure it's fine.

Probably just a routine check.

- Okay.
- Be right back.

Go! Get her!

Okay! We see you.

♪ On a night like this... ♪

Ladies night. That's
what I'm talking about.

- Hey, Ma.
- Hi, Ms. McCall.

- Thanks for letting me sleep over.
- Please, Nicki. We're glad to have you.

Ooh, Mom. Put this on.

♪ Heat up some
coffee grounds... ♪

M-S-L-H?

McCall, Strength,
Love and Honor.

Dee. I love that.

- Thank you, babe.
- Yeah.

What you got going on, Auntie?

You gonna have to
wait till dinner to find out.

- Oh, it's like that?
- It's just like that.

- Well, I think your roux is burning.
- What?

Girl, get out of my food.

That's gonna be good.

This is McCall.

The police killed my boyfriend
and they're chasing me.

He said to call this number
if anything happened.

- Oh, God, they're gonna...
- Who is this?

Where'd you get this number?

Hello?

Hello?

Sorry, guys. I gotta
leave for a little bit.

- What about dinner plans?
- Work emergency.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

Talk to me, Harry.

Call came from a prepaid phone.

I was able to trace the credit card
they used back to a Kevin Taylor,

an American in the
State Department.

Caller said she was with
her boyfriend. Could be him.

I don't know him.

The only people who have this
number are my CIA inner circle.

That way if any of us got in a
jam, we could send up a flare.

It came in from a rural area
outside of Les Mureaux, France.

- France?
- Yeah.

It's also where Kevin Taylor
rented a car two days ago.

Most European rentals have
dashcams for insurance purposes.

Harry's been scrubbing through
the rental company's cloud account.

You want us to call
the local authorities?

No. She said her boyfriend
was murdered by the police,

so they might be in on it.

- Did you call her back?
- I tried. No answer.

I mean, she could be
running, hiding. Or worse.

Play the message again.

The police killed my boyfriend
and they're chasing me.

He said to call this number
if anything happened.

Oh, God. They're gonna...

Who the hell is "he"?

I got it. Dashcam footage
from the rental car. Here.

Stop. Go back.

Freeze on the girl.

- Carla.
- You know her?

No, but I watched her grow up
through photos her father showed me.

He was a CIA operative, my mentor,
David Henson. He saved my life.

He must have given her the
number in case of emergency.

- Where is he now?
- Killed, two weeks ago.

Ukraine terrorist bombing. I
gotta figure out a way to help her.

Well, you have to call her back.

If she's hiding, a
ring might expose her.

You could try texting. It
would make less noise.

Okay. Can you route my satellite
phone through your system?

Oh, yeah.

- Okay, I got it.
- Text her.

"Are you okay?"

- At least we know she's alive.
- Or the bad guys have her phone.

I need eyes in that area. We
need to see what we're dealing with.

Tried that, but
it's a rural area.

I mean, there's no traffic cams,
there's no surveillance. There's nothing.

You know, a military
satellite would give us visuals.

Uh, okay, let's just
put aside the fact

that that's a major
breach in national security

that could lead me to being
tortured in an undisclosed black site.

Even if none of that did happen,

a hack of this magnitude
would take days, Rob.

You're right. I'll find
someone else who'll do it.

I know what you're doing.

And it's working.

Okay. There might be a
way. I can't guarantee it.

What you got going?

Apparently, Carla was an
up-and-coming conflict journalist.

She was in some real hot spots.

It got me thinking,

maybe she's being chased
because of something she covered,

or maybe because of
something her father did.

Hard to tell until we learn more.
But as far as Henson goes, I doubt it.

We took special care to make sure
that our personal lives were firewalled.

Okay. Then maybe
it's about the boyfriend.

Haven't found him
on any social media.

I mean, he works for
the State Department,

but we both know that
could be code for CIA.

Hmm.

- Who you calling?
- Bishop.

Maybe he can give us
some insight on the boyfriend.

- What's up, McCall?
- Got a problem.

- Odds against you?
- Funny.

- Remember David Henson?
- Yeah.

KIA a few weeks ago.
He was a good man.

- Well, his daughter's in play.
- What? Carla?

Last time I saw her, she
was, like, five years old.

Well, now she's 25.

Her boyfriend was executed in front
of her, and now the killers are after her.

What do you need?

He had classified designation at the
State Department under Kevin Taylor.

State Department or
the "State Department"?

That's what I need
you to find out.

Maybe it'll help put faces
on the men chasing her.

All right. I'm gonna
make a few calls.

You can't possibly expect...
Okay, okay, fine. You win. We good?

- What happened?
- Freakin' Sergei, man.

Everything's on the barter system.
But we'll have a satellite soon.

What? How did you pull that off?

I can't hack a satellite, but
Sergei's ex-Russian intelligence,

so he has multiple back
doors into their system.

So there happens to be a Russian
satellite passing over France.

- With Sergei's help...
- What'd it cost you?

I have to send him my one-of-a-kind
Oishi-san selvedge denim

with the natural indigo
warp and the kakishibu weft.

But Oishi-san gave you those
personally. You love those.

I know, and the dude can't even wear
them. He's five three. He's pushing 250.

He's just punishing me because I
blocked him from stealing Bitcoin.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
- Okay. Here it is.

Now, remember,
this is temporary.

As soon as the satellite
moves, we lose the image.

Here's where the call originated.
I'm scanning the area now.

Over there.

It's gotta be her.
Tag her, Harry.

Those have gotta be
the guys chasing her.

- Guys, we have a major problem.
- What?

Okay, look at this uniform spacing.
You see that? That's tactical movement.

This isn't just a few
police officers on the take.

- If they murdered her boyfriend...
- This could be a kill squad.

If we don't act fast,
they'll kill Carla next.

We gotta get her to cover.

Pull up a map of Les Mureaux
and lay the thermal imaging over it.

Okay.

It looks like acres
of countryside.

There's a cluster of
buildings a half a klick west.

It's a steel mill facility.

There. That sheet metal
factory's a good place to hide.

It's got multiple levels, machinery
for cover. That is her best bet.

All right, there's no
way around it. Call her.

- Hello?
- Carla, this is McCall.

I'm a friend of your father's.

People are chasing me.
Why are they chasing me?

I need you to stay calm
while we get you out of this.

- Why did they kill Kevin?
- I don't know.

But what's important right
now is getting you to safety.

There's a factory about a half
a mile away from your location.

- How do you know this?
- It doesn't matter.

We don't have time to explain.

I just need you to keep
moving and do exactly as I say.

A bloody face mask,
a cornfield and a blade.

Oh, she gonna die.

Oh, my God. No.
You have to try these.

Aunt Vi makes the best
beignets on the planet.

- Where's the lie?
- Mmm.

This is so good. Dinner too.

I've never had
escovitch chicken before.

- I can't believe Mom missed all this.
- Yeah, me neither.

- Thanks for the dessert.
- You're welcome, baby.

At least somebody around
here's got some manners.

Thanks, Aunt Vi.

I'm at the buildings.

There's gonna be an alley
on your left. Duck into it.

- Now, at the end of it, you're...
- I see it. I see the factory.

Okay, good.

No, no, it's closed.
There's no way in.

Harry, schematics.

There's an exhaust vent.
The south side of the building.

Look for a large fan
with a louvered cover.

I see it.

You're gonna need to pull
that off and crawl through.

Is there anything around you you can
use for leverage? A board? A tree limb?

I see a rusty pole.

Wedge it through the louvers
and pull as hard as you can.

Come on, Carla, you can do this.

They're still on her
without a line of sight.

- They're tracking her phone.
- I did it. I got the cover off.

Carla, wait. Hold your position.

- She's gotta ditch that phone.
- No, no, no. Not necessarily.

The SIM card connects to the
network. Ditch the card, keep the phone.

Carla, you need to remove the SIM
card from your phone before you go inside.

But we'll lose contact.

No. There's Wi-Fi at the
building. I'll remove the security.

You can connect to the
Wi-Fi once you get inside.

Remove the card, get to the
boiler room and call me back.

I understand. I'll do it.

- Robyn...
- I see 'em.

Come on, Carla. Come on, Carla.

Damn it.

- What happened, Harry?
- It's the satellite. It's out of range.

- We're completely in the dark.
- Are there cameras in that factory?

Yes, yes, yes, yes. There was a
security feed. Hold on. Hold on.

Okay, okay.

There she is. She made it.

Good. She
connected to the Wi-Fi.

- Carla?
- I made it. I'm inside.

Okay. Now, you're
gonna need to keep going.

Coming up on the
boiler room now.

We see you. Stop, stop.

What do I do now?

Damn it. They're in the building.
Harry, we need a distraction.

I can trip the fire alarm
at the building next door.

The sirens should
get 'em out of there.

Fire department will
be there in less than five.

That boiler room should have
overhead piping and exposed ductwork.

If she can reach that, that'd
be the last place they'd search.

Okay, Carla. Don't panic,

but one of those men
are headed your way.

So what you need to do is stand
on that heat exchanger behind you.

Pull yourself up
into the ductwork.

- It's pretty high, but I'll try.
- Okay.

Come on, come on.

Come on.

- Yes.
- Nice.

- Carla, you okay?
- He's gone.

- Not yet. He'll do another pass.
- How do you know?

Because it's what I would do.

So when he does...

I want you to take a picture.
Look, I know you're scared, honey...

I can do it. I'll do it.

Okay, make sure
your phone is on silent.

And if the opportunity is not
there, don't take the chance.

Attagirl. She got
it. I want his name.

Yeah. Running facial rec.

Carla, he's gone. You
can come down now.

The fire department
bought us some time,

but once they realize that there's
no fire, they'll be back for her.

- Bishop, what you got?
- Boyfriend's clean.

He legit works for
the State Department.

The men chasing her
definitely aren't police.

Do you have a team in the area
that could get her out of the country?

I'm gonna do what I can,
but it's gonna take some time.

Time we don't have.

Wait a minute. I... I
have an asset in the area.

If I can get to Carla, can your
people get her out of the country?

Now, if you can do that,
I can make that promise.

I'll call you when I
have more on Henson.

Thanks, Bishop.

You have an asset?

Yeah, retired MI5. I got her
out of a jam in Afghanistan.

She lives in France.
She may be able to help.

Cette messagerie est pleine. Elle
ne prend plus de messages. Au revoir.

Damn it.

- You okay?
- Yeah. Did you get the photo?

Yeah, great job. Great job.

- Who was that?
- We don't know yet.

Does any of this have anything
to do with my father and the CIA?

What do you know about
your father and the CIA?

I found out about a year ago, and,
you know, it led to a big blowout.

All those excuses over the
years of why he was never there,

they were all just lies.

Your father did what he
did because he loved you.

Yeah, he loved us so much,
he chose the CIA over his family.

It's like he was suddenly a stranger,
like my whole life had been a lie.

He sacrificed his life for your
safety and that of countless others.

He was a hero.

Carla, you okay?

Yeah, yeah.

We just never cleared the air.

I feel like I never
even knew him,

and... and now I'll never
have the chance to know him.

I just wish I'd told him I
loved him before he died.

You know, he may
not have been there,

but you were always with him.

You're all he talked about.

Your broken arm.
Your... Your track medals.

Your first photo award.

The way he smiled when he talked
about you, he knew how you felt.

In fact, on one mission,

I made the mistake
of picking up an IED.

I mean, I was terrified.

Your father told me one of your
favorite jokes to calm me down.

Did you hear the
one about the paper?

It's tear-able.

Yeah. That was his go-to.

And he slowly took
that IED out of my hand.

And let's just say he
deescalated the situation.

It was one of my first lessons
in staying calm under pressure.

That's who your dad
was. That's who you are.

It's why you're able to walk into
war zones and take the photos you do.

Robyn, I need to
show you something.

Carla, I need to
check something out.

I'm gonna pass you over to one of
my best friends in the whole world.

I trust her with my life.

Hey, Carla.

- We're gonna get you out of there.
- What you got, Harry?

That guy chasing Carla
wasn't in the normal databases.

So I checked the "special"
ones. Yossi Avraham.

Ex-Mossad assassin
turned bounty hunter.

- Ex-Mossad?
- Uh-huh.

Someone with his training could
have gunned her down easily

at that traffic stop.

So why didn't he?

They want Carla alive.

They're not trying to kill her.
They're trying to capture her.

Why would they
wanna capture her?

Won't know until we
find out who hired them.

What else do you
know about this Yossi?

Well, not much, but I
actually did find this.

He's got an associate. Cillian
Bruckner. Currently in Rikers.

Don't let the man bun
fool you. He's a killer.

He's got an extradition order
for a failed terror plot in London.

Huh.

Maybe he can tell me a little bit
about what his buddies are up to.

- Who are you calling?
- Detective Dante.

After the serial killer case, you
sure he wants to hear from you?

- Detective Dante.
- Don't hang up.

A girl's life is on the line, and
I could really use your help.

What do you need?

Um, info... on a guy
awaiting extradition at Rikers.

- Cillian Bruckner.
- Anything in particular?

Yes. Why his former assassin
bestie, Yossi Avraham,

is trying to capture a
journalist named Carla Henson.

I'll pay him a visit first
thing in the morning.

The morning?

It's a process to interview
him, and it's late. Best I can do.

Thank you.

Carla's calm now. I have her
hiding and conserving battery power.

It's my contact.

- Allison.
- Robyn McCall.

Sorry I missed your call. I'm sure it
can't be anything good at this hour.

You're right. Are you still
in La Valle? I need a solid.

Yep. Name it.

An ex-Mossad bounty
hunter and his team

are trying to get to a
civilian named Carla Henson.

I need you to get to
her before they do.

Mossad? What
the hell did she do?

It doesn't matter. She's at
a factory in Les Mureaux.

The coordinates
are 48-59-15 north,

and 1-55-02 west.

There's a fire road to the west.

No good. That bridge
is a choke point.

If you can get her to the other side of
it, I can pick her up and get her clear.

I'm 40 minutes out.

- I appreciate you.
- Thank you for the action.

And Afghanistan. You risked
your life to come back for me.

I'll never forget that.

I know what it's
like to be left behind.

Thanks, Allison.

All right, that's 40. Allison
should be in position.

Call her. Here we go.

Carla, we have to move
you or those men'll find you.

What do you need me to do?

Listen closely, because
our satellite is out of range,

so we won't be
able to track you.

- Okay.
- When you exit the building,

there'll be a bridge.

Run as fast as you can.

On the other side of the bridge, a woman
named Allison Findlay will pick you up.

Got it. What about
the men with guns?

They won't shoot at you.

They killed Kevin. Why
won't they shoot me?

You have something they
want. It's you they're after.

What? What do they want from me?

We don't know yet, but it doesn't
matter, because you will make it.

You got this.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

Okay.

Okay, I'm going.

All right.

Okay, I'm about to
leave the building.

She's out of Wi-Fi range.

- We lost communication.
- As long as she keeps moving.

Cette messagerie
est pleine. Elle ne...

Henson once said,

"We would lose ourself to
darkness if we denied ourselves joy."

Carla was his joy.

Just like Dee is mine.

He gave her that number so that
I could protect her if he couldn't.

Please don't tell
me I let him down.

Hello, Allison.

I got her. I got Carla
and we're clear of the site.

- Put her on.
- Hello.

- Hey, I knew you could do it.
- I can't stop shaking.

Well, listen, don't worry,
'cause Allison will keep you safe

until we figure out a
way to get you home.

McCall, thank you.

I'll see you soon, kid.

Oh, my...

Let's not pat ourselves
on the back too soon, right?

It's only a matter of time
before that team tracks her down.

Hey, we got the girl. How's
your extraction team coming?

All set. Listen, I did some
digging on Carla's father.

I think I know why that
bounty hunter was after her.

On Henson's last mission, he
was transporting an encrypted drive.

Encrypted drive? What was on it?

NOC list. Dozens of CIA
assets all throughout Europe.

Now, if those identities
got into the wrong hands...

That could put a lot of
our people in danger.

Well, I think the CIA assumed the
drive was destroyed when Henson died.

But I think we can assume
that Yossi got it first.

So they're after Carla because
they think she knows the password.

The question is, is why
would ex-Mossad assassins

think that Carla had a password to
a drive she shouldn't know existed?

I don't know, but the moment
they feel she can't help them...

They'll kill her.

♪ La-la, la-la,
la-la-la-la, hey... ♪

Oh, snap. Looks like your
mom didn't come home last night.

Classic booty-call protocol.

I'm gonna pretend
I didn't hear that.

But it would explain why she
comes and goes the way she does.

- What does your mom do again?
- She works for a charity.

Yeah, but what does she do?

I don't know. Charity stuff?

What kind of charity?

You know, like, poor
people overseas.

Uh-huh. That couldn't
be any more vague.

Are you saying my
mom's hiding something?

I'm just saying you don't
know what your mom does.

- Come on. I'll prove it to you.
- Where are we going?

To my mom's room.

There has to be some kind of
proof she actually works for a charity.

♪ Won't stop for
nothin' I already know. ♪

If Bishop's intel is right, Yossi
and his men are not gonna stop.

Allison's not
answering her phone.

- It's not the first time.
- No, no, something's wrong.

They should have connected with
Bishop's extraction team by now.

Dante, tell me
you got something.

This Bruckner guy's
a piece of work.

I asked him who his
buddy Yossi's working for.

What'd he say?

He looked me in the eyes
and he said, "The devil himself."

I'd be lying if I said it didn't
send a chill up my spine.

Then he proceeded to say
he knew a cop wasn't asking,

and he had a message
for whoever was.

- What was it?
- That you should be very, very afraid.

Does the name Mason
Quinn mean anything to you?

Hello?

Let me call you back.

You okay?

I know why we can't
reach Allison and Carla.

- Mason Quinn has them.
- Who's Mason Quinn?

A brilliant military strategist
who doubles as a merc.

- And a murderer.
- Why does this feel personal?

Because he nearly killed me.

My first encounter
with Mason Quinn,

he blew up an embassy,
murdering 20 people,

just so he could assassinate
one high-level diplomat.

I had to explain
to a little girl

why her mommy wasn't
coming home anymore.

- Damn.
- And I finally caught him.

I wanted to kill him
right then and there.

But I was promised

that he would spend the rest
of his miserable life locked up.

Who promised you that?

- How could you lie to me?
- It wasn't my call.

The CIA traded Quinn for
another asset in a backroom deal.

This was... business.

You don't get to play that card
when you knew I should have known.

I was trying to protect you.

Sounds like you and the
Company were protecting Quinn.

Well, when it comes to Quinn, you're
just a little bit obsessed, aren't you?

- You're irrational.
- He kills families, children.

The Madrid bombings, Indonesia.

It's all about strategy
to him. He will not stop.

- Talk to me.
- Bad news.

Quinn didn't take
Allison Findlay out.

- He bought her out.
- What are you talking about?

I hacked Allison's cloud account,
hoping to track her location,

and found a deleted
message from Quinn.

They set a meet for tomorrow at a
warehouse at the Old Port of Marseille.

The girl in exchange
for five million euros.

- When?
- 11 hours.

- I need a plane.
- So are you going there to save Carla?

Or are you going there
to take down Quinn?

All I know is that when
I get to that tarmac,

there'd better be a plane there.

Jeez, how many bags
does your mom have?

I don't know, but... I'm
sure she won't miss this one.

Hold up.

When you enter a country, they're
supposed to stamp your passport, right?

So I've heard. Why?

Okay, so if my mom travels
so much, why is this blank?

Maybe she's sneaking in, like
an international arms dealer.

- Or an assassin.
- You clearly don't know my mom.

Sounds like that
makes two of us.

Okay, so, what, my mom's
living some sort of double life?

Tell you one thing, if she is,

we won't find the evidence
out here in the open.

Hey, underneath the floor would
be perfect for a secret hiding spot.

I bet your mom's a
spy, or maybe vice?

What?

Okay, let me try. Okay.

Why isn't it working? Come on.

What in the hell
are you two doing?

Um, we... we were just...

We were just trying to
figure out what Mom's deal is.

Her deal? By
destroying her floor?

Okay, come on, Aunt Vi.

She's here, she's gone, she's
out at all hours of the night.

Don't you ever wonder
what she's up to?

We found a passport
with no stamps.

Um... here.

Oh. Well, why didn't you say
so? What's under the floor?

Is it a secret
compartment? Full of what?

Stack of cash? Stolen jewels?

An arsenal of weapons?

Give me that.

The movies you two have been watching
are filling your brains with crazy.

And you.

Your mom's out all hours because
she's a workaholic with a big heart.

And her passport is empty

because she lost her old one
and she just got it replaced.

Ugh. Go.

Go, go, go
Insta-tik-book yourselves

eating cinnamon or
whatever it is you do on there.

- Go, go, go, go, go.
- Okay.

The subscriber you're trying to
reach is temporarily unavailable.

I just landed.
What's the update?

There's a surveillance
blackout at the Old Port.

That's a good sign
that's where they are.

Did you rendezvous
with the extraction team?

I'm meeting with them
now. I'm going radio silent.

- I'll call you as soon as I can.
- Hey, Rob, just be careful.

Yeah.

- Code word?
- Arachnoid.

Mahogany. We all set up?

We have the location and
tac gear for you in the vehicle.

We have less than an hour to
get to the meet. Can we make it?

Yes, ma'am. We'll get you there.

- Let's go! Move it.
- On the clock. Let's move.

Allison.

Of course Quinn betrayed you.

Still warm. This just happened.

They may still be here.

Fan out.

Give me a reason!

Put it down.

Take your position!

David? You're alive?

Untie him!

McCall, what the hell
are you doing here?

- Not so fast!
- Carla!

- Dad?
- You son of a bitch! Let her go!

After you give me the code!

Gun down. Slide it over. Now.

One less man to pay.

I know you. You're a CIA legend.
You took out many of my brethren.

I'm sure they all had it coming.

Hmm. You're in luck. Looks
like you're wanted alive.

Look what you've done, please.

Let her go. She has
nothing to do with this.

Wrong! She has
everything to do with this.

Now, I'm gonna ask you for
the passcode one more time.

Refuse again, and I'll put a
bullet in your daughter's head.

- Time's up!
- Okay, okay.

The code is...

M-Q...

8-Q...

Carla, no!

Carla.

I'm so sorry. Are you okay?

I'm okay, I'm okay.

Dad! No!

Dad? Dad! Dad!

Drop your weapon!

I'm sorry for keeping the
truth from you for so long, baby.

I only wanted to protect you.

None of that matters
now. It doesn't matter.

The only thing that's
ever mattered to me

is that you know how much...

I love you.

I love you too.

Quinn.

Good to know
you're still in play.

Yeah, you too.

Because I'm gonna catch you
again, and this time I'm gonna kill you.

Ma'am? Area secured.

Ma'am?

Medic says you're gonna
be okay. You're finally safe.

So what now?

Well, the encrypted
drive is secure,

but the CIA is still gonna
need to debrief you.

Do you know if, um...
Kevin's family's been notified?

I made sure of it.

Thank you...

for giving my father
back, even for a moment.

As long as I'm here,
you're never alone.

You hear me?

If you ever need me,
you have my number.

If you need me... I'm there.

Take care of that arm.

This way, ma'am.

Got it. Okay, got it. Bye.

- Carla's safe.
- Yeah!

- Babe!
- We did it.

Nobody ever knocks anymore.

You should have told me
Quinn was still out there.

They tortured Henson for days.

Yeah. Well, that's the
ugly side of our business.

- Nothing you could have done.
- Bull.

If I would have known
Quinn was free...

You would have
gotten yourself killed.

You can't save everyone, Robyn.

I left the CIA because
they kept things from me,

made choices for me I
wouldn't have made for myself.

You know the only difference
between you and the Company?

Neither do I.

Detective Dante.

Oh, hey. I was gonna leave a
message. I didn't think you'd be up.

Yeah, well, I haven't been
sleeping all that great lately.

Figured I may as well
get some work done.

Well, I, um... I just wanted
you to know the girl is safe.

Thank you for your help.

Listen, given what happened...

You don't need to thank me.

We're square now.

And the next time I see
you, I'm taking you down.

Aunt Vi, what you doing up?

The girls went looking in your room.
They could have found something.

What you talking
about, found...?

Stop.

I know. I've known for
a long time what you do.

Not... specifically,

but... I've got a pretty
good idea who you work for.

It's not a charity.

Tell me the truth. Please.

I...

I can't continue
to cover for you

if I don't know what
I'm covering for.

Fine, don't tell me.

But I'm done. I will not continue
to be disrespected like this.

It is not like that, Aunt Vi.

Okay, you're right.

I worked for the CIA.

But I don't anymore.

- Enough with the lies.
- It's not a lie. It's the truth.

I quit. But I am
still helping people.

I... I... don't
understand how...

If you don't work for the CIA,
then who do you work for?

And how are you helping people?

I can show you better
than I can tell you.

"Got a problem? Odds against
you? I can help." Robyn, what is this?

This is what I do now.

Oh, my God. All these people.

Have no one else
to turn to... but me.

Aunt Vi, outside
of you and Delilah,

the best part of my day
is scrolling through this list

and finding some unlucky
soul that needs my help.

The worst part of my day is
knowing I can't help 'em all.

Robyn... this sounds dangerous.

It's one thing with you
working overseas for the CIA.

But you're home now. What if...

I would never let anything
happen to this family.

But why does it have to be you?

Because I can.

Lord.

Lord, you always
were a troublemaker.

Whatever you need, I'm here.

But, Robyn, be
careful. Delilah is smart.

If she figures this out...
it may not end well.

And at some point, she's
gonna need to know...

who her mother really is.

♪ Yeah, yeah, mm-mm ♪

♪ Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm ♪

♪ I'm lost ♪

♪ Is it really even my fault? ♪

♪ I don't think that it's
supposed to be hard ♪

♪ If you walked a
mile using my feet ♪

♪ You would go a
little easy on me ♪

♪ You know where
I'm coming from, yeah ♪

♪ How come when I'm
looking at everyone ♪

♪ They get away
with having their fun ♪

♪ I'm paying these dues
when they don't mean nothing ♪

♪ Sweet, sweet fate ♪

♪ I had about all I can take ♪

♪ Am I living in the
bed that I made? ♪

♪ Is it yours, I wonder ♪

- ♪ Sweet, sweet fate ♪
- ♪ Sweet, sweet fate ♪

- ♪ Oh, if it's really out of my hands ♪
- ♪ If it's really out of my hands ♪

- ♪ Can you forgive all of my sins? ♪
- ♪ Can you forgive all of my sins? ♪

♪ Have mercy on me ♪

♪ Mm, mm ♪

♪ Mm, mm, mm, mm. ♪