All language subtitles for Elsbeth 02x20 Ramen Holiday [2025-05-08 21-01] uswcbs HQ

So, who did you kill?

Nobody.

I was arrested for harassing a witness.
Is this the men's wing?

Yeah, they waxed the floors. We gotta go
around.

Harassing a witness?

Does that mean... I was working with the
police.

Well, that should make you real popular
in here.

Oh, I intend to keep a low profile.

Oh. Hello, Joe.

Let me guess.

You stuck your nose where it didn't
belong.

Something like that.

Well, you know what this means. My case
must be thrown out. Root of a poison

tree, huh? Good luck with that. Keep
moving.

So much for a low profile.

Well, I shouldn't be in here too long. I
have a right to a speedy track. Yeah.

You ever seen one of those?

Honestly, no.

Alex Medarian?

Miss Tasty, huh?

I'm flattered you remember.

You never forget your first.

I knew this day would come.

What day is that?

So, uh, when you say you work with the
police, what does that mean?

It's a little complicated.

I was just trying to banish you from my
thoughts, and here you are.

Oh, hello, Quinn.

Come on.

I see prisoners get to have a lot of
their own stuff in their cells.

Even here, the tyranny of materialism
reigns. Freya?

And Vanessa?

I got stuck in a double.

Well, well.

If it isn't the woman who ruined my
life.

I'd argue committing murder did that.

Did Quinn mention me when you walked by?
Did she ask about me? Give it a rest.

This way.

Huh? Seems like there's a lot of drama
in here.

Like high school.

Well, what'd you expect?

Human beings have their needs,
Elizabeth.

Margot Clark, the matchmaker.

Only for those who pay.

This way.

What does she mean, pay? They took my
wallet.

Do you like ramen?

Well, who doesn't?

Why do you ask?

Here you go Oh

Gosh

that garlic sure smells good.

I'm not talking to you

May I offer

you something to read how are you able
to just walk around in here?

As a prison trustee, I am granted
certain privileges and responsibilities,

including the administration of the book
cart, in return for my contribution to

the jail community.

What contribution is that? I put on
plays with the other prisoners based on

their cases.

That sounds therapeutic.

I'd love for you to come to the next
rehearsal.

You know how much I love theater.

Oh, I do.

I think you'd just die.

Hey, Danislavski. I ordered anchovies.
What's the holdup? I've got your order.

But the price has changed.

What?

By how much? Five bags instead of three.

You're a crook. You know that?

Taking advantage of people in here.

There you go.

Inflation is everywhere, my love.

Oh, no, no, no. Don't you call me my
love. I am not your love.

You'll get yours, Modarian.

Mark my word.

Are you threatening me, Carmela?

It's Poop Heads Up!

Give me that.

Do we have a problem here?

No. No problem at all. Poop is doing
some business.

I don't want to see it.

I don't want to know.

Welcome. What's your name?

Elspeth Tassioni.

Elspeth? I've heard people in here
screaming that name at night.

I'm the warden. Oh. Mrs. Martin.

Everyone calls me Mama.

Yep. Right.

You have any issues in here, you come to
me. Okay.

Thank you.

I don't know why it's so hard for
attractive...

extremely wealthy women to find
satisfying relationships. Thank God for

Marco. You don't have to thank me,
Lainey. That's what I do.

Someone's there. Who is it?

What are you doing here, Miss Tassioni?

Oh, hello.

Gosh, I thought of some other questions
I wanted to ask since I'm working with

the police, but I'm not technically with
the police, so...

I don't really have the authority to do
anything.

Hey!

I caught you trying to plant evidence.

What? I never did that, ever. Quiet,
Miss Tassione, or I will ask you to

this rehearsal.

All right, let's stop there. That was
lovely, everybody. Some lovely

performances. Quinn, I want you to go
further.

Hey, does he need to be touching her?
No, he does not. Remember, this

Elspeth, She is the personification of
corruption.

She pretends to be innocent, but really
it's only a ruse to persecute her

perceived enemy.

I think I just got caught up in the tote
bag. Do I have to carry so many? Yeah,

she really can't handle it. I don't know
why I keep casting her. I mean, I do.

We all do. Quiet.

Mateo, Quinn needs some kind of support.
Could we get her some shoulder pads? I

don't know why you haven't thought about
it already.

Oh, really?

Maybe I was too busy creating costumes
using old uniforms and duct tape.

I should be thinking more about Quinn's
delicate shoulder.

Hey, leave this poor girl alone. Quinn,
I'm here for you for whatever you need.

Yeah, I'm here for you. Thank you.
Hello, Mateo.

Oh,

I see the fashion police finally got
you.

Well, that's it for today.

Tomorrow, we will begin with the scene
where Elveth frames Vanessa.

Do you find the play interesting?

Oh, yes. It's like you held a funhouse
mirror up to my life and then hit me

it. But I noticed the others don't
respect you at all.

That's because I'm getting to their
truth.

I'm the most hated person here.

Well, I was until you arrived.

I just don't understand. How can they
just hold her in there indefinitely?

Toussaint is taking Crawford's death out
on Elspeth.

And the fact that she had a record in
Chicago doesn't help matters.

What if we go to the press?

Get some reporter at the New York View
to write something sympathetic. That

won't be easy.

After Van Ness' divorce and her presence
at Crawford's assassination... Even

though she did nothing wrong? I'm on
your side, Detective Blanc. I know.

Sorry, Captain.

It's just... I'm leaving on assignment
in a few days.

And the thought of her not getting out
before then... It all comes down to that

Judge Doosan.

Maybe I can appeal to the better angels
of his nature. Are you sure you want to

do that, sir? It might be seen as
inappropriate.

That's the least I can do.

And you know, I can be very persuasive.

I hope so.

I'm just so afraid. What could happen to
her in there?

Hey. Oh, hey, Rocco.

I was wondering, can I ask you a favor?
I finished reading the book that I

borrowed from the cart, Further Echoes
in the Gulch by N .D. Longacre.

Such a page -turner. I even read the
cryptic love messages written on the

covers.

Do you think that's a way to pass
messages between the male and female

Or between people in the same wing.

Aw, that's sweet.

Oh, but, um, listen, listen. Uh, I was
wondering, do you think maybe that you

could, um, take me to the library and I
could check out something else?

Uh, I can't.

I'm in trouble with the warden today.

Oh, no? What kind of trouble?

She caught me watching cat videos on my
phone while on duty.

Oh, boy.

That can happen.

Sometimes Captain Wagner will come into
the office unannounced, and I'm looking

at bucket hats on Etsy. Captain C .W.
Wagner? You know him? Yeah, he's my

Was?

Maybe.

Why? I really want to be a cop, so I
read all about the NYPD.

He's one of the best. He is. I would
love to introduce you someday. I mean, I

would love to be able to say, this is
Rocco Bellini.

He was extra nice to me while I was in
here.

Mr.

Mardarian?

Mr. Mardarian?

So, it looks like he was stabbed in the
back, but... Don't see the murder

weapon. Don't touch anything!

Did he always eat ramen while writing
scripts?

That is such a distinctive smell.

The warden was in the men's wing. She'll
get here soon.

We should check the temperature of the
broth. It might help with time of death.

Excuse me. Do either of you have a
thermometer?

Gosh, what is that smell?

How the hell did this happen?

We don't know.

What are you doing here?

I was just going to trade one book for
another.

Okay, pick one and get out.

Actually, I think I have more
interesting things to occupy my time.

You said I should come to you with any
issues. I figured finding a dead body

qualifies. Yep, and it happened on my
watch.

I imagine it's unusual for someone to be
murdered in such a secure setting.

Yeah. Well, the library is one of the
few places that the security cameras

don't reach.

Plus the kitchen and the laundry.

It's frustrating because I like to know
what goes on in every inch of this

place. Yeah, there's just so many things
I can't quite figure out. Put it down.

Sorry.

I mean, don't worry about it. There's a
crack team of investigators on the

outside who handle this sort of stuff.

Hope it's not the same team that handled
Jeffrey Epstein.

Everyone has a bad day.

I just wonder, where are they going to
start? Because they're alive. of people

in here who hated alex madarian true and
it happened during activity time so

it's hard to know people's whereabouts i
do notice that you allow people a

surprising amount of personal freedom
look a lot of these people they're

pampered elites and they need to feel
like they're still in control of their

lives or they don't stop belly aching so
we have arts and crafts we have play

practice i love arts and crafts okay
well have at it will you just Keep your

head down. Yes.

And you'll be fine. Thanks. Okay.

Oh, and, uh, you know, if you get sick
of the food or the ramen,

I have some lean cuisine.

Thank you.

Huh.

Ooh, I love all your toads.

I carry a bunch of toads.

My friends, they, uh, they like to make
jokes about it sometimes, but, um...

I know it comes from a place of love.

I was wondering, when is my first day
for visitors?

You just got here, so it's going to be
at least a week.

Something to look forward to, then.

I want a slight break on the cuff. I
don't want to see it bunch up on the

but I don't want to see any sock.

No bunching, no sock.

I fix, I fix.

Doug Dussault.

Captain Wagner.

Funny, I would have thought you bought
off the rack.

I'm here on official business.

Give us a minute.

Careful, you're still pinned.

I think I'm going to enjoy this.

Go ahead, say your piece.

You need to know, while working on her
consent decree, Elspeth Tassioni has

solved a number of important murder
cases.

She should be given the benefit of the
doubt. She should not be behind bars.

And yet she is. Because of you.

Now, look, I understand the death of a
fellow judge is... The death of?

Milton Crawford was gunned down on the
courthouse steps in cold blood while

friend, Elspeth Tassioni, stood by and
watched.

At that moment, Captain, the world
changed. There is no benefit of the

Not anymore.

That woman has proven herself to be a
threat.

And she will receive the punishment
that's coming to her.

Is that all?

Your sleeves aren't even.

Billy, I just got here.

The investigators want us to search
every cell until we find the murder

And I...

Need to get back in the warden's good
graces.

Oh, right.

Cat video gate.

Uh -huh.

But could a prisoner really have
something that deadly just hidden away?

We top escape wild stuff all the time.

You'd be amazed what people can make in
arts and crafts.

Which I've seen you've been to.

Too much?

No, I do. Of course, I've seen all kinds
of things used to kill people.

Golf cart, blender,

cat dander.

Clear. Oh.

Thank you. Mm -hmm.

I can't stop thinking about the murder.

You're just lonely.

Try to make friends with the other
inmate.

Hello, Quinn.

I thought you might want someone to walk
with.

Oh, I see your limp went away.

No, it's still there.

Wasn't it the other limp? What do you
want, Elsa?

Oh, I just wanted to tell you that of
all the people I caught, I think you

be the smartest.

The way you set up your alibi with that
Zoom meeting, that was genius.

You almost did get away with it.

Maybe because I'm innocent?

Oh, right.

Sure. You know, I feel like I've come to
know you better after playing you. Oh,

you were so good at playing me.

Alex didn't think so. What? He gave me
so many notes when he wasn't hitting on

me.

Sometimes when he was.

Oh, that's awful.

Awful? I bet deep down you really hated
him.

I didn't kill him, Elizabeth. I couldn't
have.

I was meditating, working on my next big
idea.

Really?

And where was that?

Here, in the yard.

Did anyone see you?

Maybe Margo.

Meditating? It does ring a bell.

Hmm. I mean, you could be lying, though.
I remember how you got rid of that

brass cupid. That was awfully clever.

And it wasn't premeditated, if I did it.

Makes it all the more impressive.

Can I help you with that?

Be my guest.

This is fun.

So tell me, Elsa.

I do still love that name.

Did you ever find romance?

Funny you should ask.

I did.

I met someone wonderful.

His name's Angus. He's a good man. He's
not like most men.

Can't live with him, can't kill him and
get away with it.

You mean Alex Medarian?

He asked me all about my work.

He said it was for his play, but...

He was really just trying to pick up
tips on how to seduce women in here.

No! Yeah, Alex was a slimeball, but I
didn't kill him.

I was actually watching a lavish ladies'
marathon in the lounge. Oh, I love that

show. But I thought you were in the yard
with Quinn.

I went back and forth.

Of course I was hard to catch. I killed
the wrong person.

Allegedly. Yeah, that made it so much
trickier.

A toast to you, Elsbeth.

What is this?

It's called fruno, otherwise known as
toilet wine. No, thank you. I'm not

thirsty. You do know I'm a master
mixologist, and I'm scrupulous about

maintaining the most sanitary
conditions.

But it's made in a toilet.

One that I've never used, which takes
extreme discipline.

that I actually don't even want to get
into right now.

Impressive, but still no thank you.

Just as well.

I mean, who knows when I'm going to get
my next batch of supplies now that

Modarian is dead. Not that I'll miss
this son of a bitch with what he

I'm not rich like other people here.

I don't have that kind of money. Wait, I
thought people paid for things in

ramens. That's for the small stuff.

There's plenty of cash changing hands,
thousands and thousands, and it all went

through him.

Sounds like you really hated him.

We gotta go.

What is this again? It's a facial I made
out of coffee grounds.

Whatever you're doing, it's working.

You both look amazing.

We also got some LMM samples from Alex.

He does like his...

Girls, look as young as possible.

Let that sit.

Yeah, Quinn said that Alex hit on her
all the time.

That must have really bothered you.

You know she's baiting you.

Oh, please.

I don't have any designs on Quinn.

I mean, she's cute and all, but she's a
cold -blooded killer.

Aren't we all?

Supposedly.

So, who do you think killed Alex?

I have no idea.

I was giving myself a cucumber eye
treatment at the time. I couldn't even

what time it was. It's true. She was.

If you ask me, it had to be someone who
had run of the place.

Rocco, huh?

You know, could be.

It's always the quiet ones. I don't
know. He seems nice.

What are you doing with the slicing?

We're not having burgers.

Well, this plastic knife isn't exactly
sharp. We do the best with what we have.

I have to say, you do seem pretty
comfortable here. Do I?

Well, I mean, I'm not the first Del
Ponte to grace these hallowed halls, you

know?

My Uncle Vinny, he was legendary.

Oh.

I love my Uncle V. He used to sign his
birthday cards like he'd make the V into

a little heart.

Sweet.

Why was he legendary?

Well, the story goes he was digging a
tunnel to get out, but he never finished

it. Probably because his girlfriend was
in the woman's wing, and he didn't want

to leave her.

That is so romantic.

My Aunt Loretta hates that story.

Look at you go.

This is how they did it in Goodfellas.
Is that a razor blade?

I made it in arts and crafts.

But you gotta run it under cold water or
it cooks in your hands.

Why? What's it made of?

I figured something out.

Is that a pom -pom vest?

Yeah. Arts and crafts.

Which is where someone crafted the
murder weapon out of... Ramen.

Just like Puppetta's razor blade.

Puppetta made a razor blade?

Just to slice garlic.

But whoever killed Alex could have made
a knife sharp enough to stab him out of

ramen.

And then they dropped it in the bowl of
hot water to make the murder weapon

disappear.

Wow. That makes sense.

I mean, you would not believe some of
the stuff Rockwell and I have grabbed

of people's hands over the years.

What do you usually do with it?

Well, if it's turned into food that they
stashed away, I make them eat it.

Hmm. Good job, 24602.

This is a real breakthrough.

Uh, how do you mean?

Coppola Del Ponte, you're under arrest.

for the murder of Alex Magdarian. Oh,
wait, no, no, no, no. She didn't do it.

She needed Alex to get her anchovies.
And the ramen at the crime scene didn't

smell like garlic.

You did this?

And now, the Ellsbert murderesses in
their rendition of the suspect.

Hang on.

I met Alex Modarian in the library. I
like to go there to read press coverage

my wrongful detention.

It's hard not having photo approval.

Anyway, Alex told me I have the makings
of a great actress.

Now... I have enough daddy issues to
know what was going on, but he told me

had connections at Vanity Fair who could
help me achieve my media plan.

Of course, I checked it out.

Connections, my ass.

He once sat behind Tina Brown at a
screening.

Miramax, nobody lies to me. I lie to
them first.

So you killed him?

What if I did?

the slop they serve around here. I had a
standard Pucanesca order.

Tomatoes, anchovies, olives, capers,
garlic, and extra virgin olive oil. He

to make this joke about me ordering
extra virgin.

Ha ha. I told him, you make that joke
one more time.

And he did.

So he did it. Let's just say if I wanted
him dead, he'd be dead.

Oh, he's dead.

Funny coincidence.

by with his book cart, we started
talking about theater.

Turns out we both had an appreciation
for the plays of August Ginberg. He put

his hand on my knee, told me he thought
I'd be perfect for the cold, vicious

wife in the dance of death.

Here's the thing about me.

When something makes me feel bad, I
throw it away.

I met him on the outside.

He'd come to my office for consultation.

Not for himself, no.

For his actress girlfriends who are
beginning to look a little 30.

A guy like that?

Good for business, but rotten for the
human race.

There's a verdict.

Well, as I tell my patients, I could
take years off your life.

Alex Medarian is the kind of man that
drives women to hire a matchmaker.

He had what we call BDE, big director
energy.

He found me on the yard one day and
asked me to be in his little jailhouse

theatricals. He said he could tell by
looking at me that I could sing and

the house down.

He could tell by looking at me.

I admit it.

I hated that man, and I hated that he
was right.

where I just went.

Yeah, people tend to imagine themselves
anyplace else, even if it's just a

better jail.

The dead guy, Alex, thought he was
getting transferred to a nicer facility,

with a tennis court.

That doesn't sound right.

Well, that's what he told me.

Poor guy didn't make it.

I've tried every connection I have.

No luck.

So I'm not going to see her again before
I go.

We don't know that.

We have a visitor.

So, I had an idea.

I kept going back to what incredible bad
luck it was that Judge Crawford was on

the bench for the Mertens case when he
was the one who killed Andy Mertens.

Allegedly, but yes.

I mean, what are the odds? But then I
thought, well, what if it wasn't luck?

I looked at the public records and I
found Crawford wasn't the original judge

assigned to the case.

Who do you mean?

It was Judge Dussant, the judge that put
Mom in jail.

He recused himself, but there's no other
information on why.

Oh, this is good, Teddy.

You'd make an excellent detective.

What? No.

Okay, we have to find out everything we
can about Dussant's connection to

Crawford and the Mertens case. I'll get
on it. No, you have too much on your

plate. Officer Chandler!

You got something for me?

Is it to help, Miss Tassione? Whatever
it is, I'm on it.

Yes.

Vinnie Del Ponte's secret tunnel?

It's a great mafia myth.

It doesn't exist.

Oh. One other question.

Alex Madarian thought he was being
transferred to a cushier prison soon. Is

true?

That means something, doesn't it?

He had a meeting scheduled with the DA
for the day after he died.

Do you think he was trying to...

Make a deal?

Well, what would he have to offer?

The place.

The place?

I mean, maybe he was gathering
information on the others for the DA to

their trials, and, I don't know, maybe
one of them found out.

Or maybe they all did.

That's a serious motive.

This is great work, Alice Beth.

I need you to find out more.

Okay, you are my eyes and my ears on
this whole thing.

Rupetta. Oh, you're back in your cell.
That's good.

Listen, I am so sorry.

Oh, it's fine.

So you're the new trustee, huh?

I can't pay my vig right now. We have to
wait till Gene Jr. comes to visit and

brings more cash.

Oh, that's okay. I have no idea how to
procure capers and anchovies anyway.

But can I offer you a novel by N .D.
Longacre?

Hmm. My Uncle Vinny. He loved her.

Huh. I wouldn't have thought... Wait.

You said...

Your Uncle Vinny used to turn his first
initial into a heart on your birthday

cards. Any chance? Does it look like
this?

That's my Uncle Vinny's handwriting.

Really? He could have been sending this
message to his girlfriend.

Oh. Cook in the sheets at eight.

Do you have any idea what that means?

I just caught a flash in my sock.

Because you move your foot.

I think they... Judge.

Didn't we already play this scene?

Officer Chandler has been digging into
your recusal from the Andy Mertens

trial. I found some interesting stuff.

Very interesting.

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

I asked Judge Crawford to take over for
me because of a scheduling conflict.

You were invited on a junket paid for by
a major donor to the Historical Law

Society. That's totally legal.

He had no business before my court.

Do you really think that was a
coincidence?

The Historical Law Society has been
cleaning up messes and protecting Milton

Crawford his whole life.

They got you out of there so he could
preside over a murder trial where he was

the murderer.

If you had any proof, you would have
charged Crawford before he died. But you

didn't.

As far as I'm concerned, this matter is
closed.

There's one other detail.

You didn't go alone.

On that junkie.

You took a woman.

Who was not your wife.

I tracked down an employee at the
hunting lodge.

Very nice.

A little indiscreet.

That woman that I brought was my
secretary. No.

We checked.

Chloe is a consultant.

So.

about Elspeth Tassioni.

This is inedible.

Well, I'm not allowed in the kitchen
anymore because someone got me in

I said I was sorry.

Does anyone remember when that fancy
chef was here?

Oh, my God, yes. Her food was
incredible.

I think she killed a sous chef.

You mean her prep cook.

That's what it was.

the events of the last few days have
been upsetting, but I want to assure you

all, proper measures are being taken and
you are all safe.

Are there any questions?

Hi.

Yep. Hi. I just think that people will
only feel safe when the mystery of who

murdered Alex Medarian is solved.

And it wasn't me.

Yes. Well, there is an outside
investigation taking place. But the

they haven't solved it yet.

But I have.

It wasn't easy.

Because there are a lot of people in
here who had strong motives and weak

alibis. But that's because all of the
wealthy...

have been given so much freedom to move
around by the warden. And that helped

you with your plan because you killed
Alex Medarian.

Oh, you're crazy.

Oh.

How disappointing.

Officer Bellini, get her out of here.
No. We all want to hear what she has to

say.

Oh, this is... It's ridiculous.

Okay.

What motive did I have?

Alex was about to meet with the DA to
offer information in order to be

transferred to a better prison. But the
information that he had wasn't about his

fellow inmates.

It was about you and the black market
that you run. I don't know what you're

talking about. Yes, you do.

You only pretend not to as a cover. I
don't want to see. I don't want to know.

Yeah. You.

were the source of all of the contraband
that Alex was selling. Stuff that you

snuck inside, inside your tote bag.

Believe me, I know tote bags.

You store it all in that way too big
refrigerator with the padlock. Nobody

the padlock.

That's not true. Alex collected all the
cash and gave it to you.

But he was going to turn the tables, so
you stabbed him in the back.

Really? With what?

That bowl of ramen by Alex's body had
such a distinctive smell,

and I just couldn't place it. It wasn't
until I heard that Chef Veve was in here

that I knew.

I took her maestro class and learned to
cook like her, so I know the particular

blend of herbs and spices she always
used.

But how did the smell get in the bowl if
Veve left?

Months ago. Because what was in that
bowl was the murder weapon.

You all remember Chef Beeb? She would
have never been satisfied with the black

knives that are allowed in the kitchen.
No, she would have made her own knife

out of ramen in arts and crafts, just
like Pupetta's razor blade.

So you grab that ramen knife out of Chef
Beeb's hand, just like you grab all

the other homemade weapons, but you
didn't make people eat.

That one, no, no, no. You kept it for
yourself in case you needed it.

Unfortunately for you, you never washed
it. At least not well enough.

So, when you used it to murder Alex and
then dropped it in the bowl of hot

water, thinking, you know, it would
eventually incriminate one of the

who are obsessed with ramen, it still
had the mark of Chef Thief.

Dating the weapon and leading straight,
that's it.

To you.

You still got one problem.

I was in the men's wing that whole
morning. You can check the security

that still work.

Right. Yes, that was the day that you
caught Rocco watching cat videos on

his phone. Who doesn't love those?

But here's the thing. You usually wear
your noisy shoes to intimidate us.

Clacking on the freshly waxed. But this
day, you were able to sneak

up on Rocco without him even noticing.

Why? So I put on a pair of sneakers.

How did I get from one wing to the other
so fast?

Behold! Vinnie Del Ponte's secret
tunnel.

Well, actually...

More like a hole in the wall that he
could crawl through to meet up with his

girlfriend. He wrote to her in the back
of a Longacre novel, cook in the sheets

at eight, arranging their next
assignation.

Cook, sheets, kitchen, laundry.

The secret passage that let you slip
from one wing to another, giving you an

alibi until it didn't. You're coming
with me.

Good job, Officer Bellini.

Why did you go through all that trouble?
The guy was a jerk who died in prison.

Who cares?

The truth always matters.

Without it, we're lost.

Come on.

So she was our supplier?

Yep. Taking your money and jacking up
prices the whole time.

Great. First you ruin our lives, then
you ruin prison.

Well...

I've been working this job for decades,
and I've never been poached. I'm a

little jealous.

Well, I just wanted to say thank you.
I've learned so much from each one of

Well, we've learned a few things from
you two. Good luck, Kaya.

Captain.

Oh?

What happened?

We did our best to get through to him.

And I think maybe we did.

Thank you, Elizabeth, for your
friendship and for being such a good tag

Lacey or vice versa.

This isn't goodbye.

I know.

I'll be back. Okay.

And if you miss me, just look around and
pretend that someone you see,

anyone at all, is me undercover.

I'll do that.

A toast to my landlord and my
girlfriend, who happen to be the same

The good thing about an undercover
assignment, I hear, is that they always

So, Kaya, come back to us safe and with
great stories to tell.

To Kaya.

To Kaya.

Beat, beat, beat.

I am not one for speeches. I'm actually
trying to stop blurting stuff out.

I would actually like to hear from my
newly free best friend.

Oh.

You're Shirley Temple.

Thank you.

Oh, goodness.

I don't know what to say.

I just love Kaya so much.

And what she's doing is so brave and
such an inspiration.

You're here. You're here.

It's hard to know what's the right thing
to do sometimes.

I mean, maybe it always was, but it
seems especially hard right now.

I had some time where I just was to
think about whether I should just give

up and go someplace else.

How is Angus?

He's fine.

Yes, he is.

But the thing is, Kaya's going where
she's needed.

And I think that's amazing.

And we will keep loving her for as long
as she's gone.

And when she comes back.

Mm -hmm.

But I think this is where I'm needed.

Here, with all of you.

So, to Kaya.

who's going on a new mission, and to all
of us who are staying for hours.

Cheers. Cheers.