All language subtitles for Beyond the Gates s02e33.eng

Good afternoon,
Senator and Mrs. Dupree.

Good afternoon.

Mmm, something smells delicious
around here.

Keen nose.

The club is offering a special
Creole menu this evening.

Gumbo, jambalaya,
crawfish �touff�e.

You want it, we have it.

Sounds lovely.

While the specials
do sound wonderful,

Mrs. Dupree and I
will be ordering

from the regular menu today.

Well, if you're sure.

Oh, we're very sure.

-As you wish.
-But before you go,

would you mind bringing us
two ginger ales?

I'm feeling a little...

parched.

Of course.

Vernon, you don't
have to deprive yourself

just because my stomach can't
handle Creole cuisine today.

I know how much you love
your �touff�e.

I love you more.

And there's no way I'm gonna
shovel spicy food into my face

right in front of you

when chemo is wreaking havoc
with your appetite.

I guess this is what they meant

when they said
"in sickness and in health."

I'll take you
any way I can get you.

Hey, we'll celebrate Mardi Gras
next year.

In New Orleans.

Mm. So you think.

No.

We'll do it right
in the Big Easy.

Yeah. It'll be our celebration
for you beating cancer.

Let's not get ahead
of ourselves.

Hey, I am calling into existence
the reality that I want.

It's like my mother used to say,

"If you want it, claim it."

You know? And if we believe
strongly enough,

maybe we can manifest
our hearts' desires.

LESLIE:
Anita.

Isn't this a happy coincidence?

I was just thinking about you.

You were saying?

Yeah.

We're putting as much manpower
on this case as possible.

Yeah, I understand
your concerns.

Look, Hamilton. H-Hamilton,

you calling me every hour
on the hour

is not gonna make us
catch the man

who assaulted your wife
any faster.

I will keep you apprised
of any developments, okay?

Goodbye. Damn.

I take it my father-in-law's
giving you a hard time

about finding
the man who mugged Hayley.

He acts like that's the only
crime we have to investigate.

I wish that was the case.

But I understand.

I probably would react
the same way

if something like that
happened to your mother.

And I'd be right behind you,
nailing that son of a bitch

to the wall.

Yeah.

Tell me you got some good news
about your case, at least.

Are we any closer to bringing
this plasma ring down?

As a matter of fact...

...we are.

? ?

I heard about what happened
with Hayley.

Yeah.

It was crazy.

I mean, one minute,
I'm walking to my car

and, the next minute,
Hayley's screaming.

Like...
I knew I wouldn't be able

to pull the guy off of her,
so I did, like, the best thing

I knew how- I just...

I yelled to the top of my lungs

and I tried to draw
as much attention to myself

as possible, you know?

Well, fortunately, it worked.

And I guess it might
have just scared the mugger,

because he just ran off.

I guess the saying is true-

criminals are cowards.

It all sounds so unreal.

You probably saved
Hayley's life.

I just did
what anybody would have done.

Definitely not.

Most people wouldn't have done
anything at all.

Hayley was damn lucky that you
were there when she needed you.

Yeah.

BILL: Do you need me
to come back to the hotel?

Bill, don't be ridiculous, okay?

Caroline just left.

Well, I should've had her
stay with you

-until I wrapped things up here.
-Babe,

that wasn't necessary.

You need her back at the office,

and I'm perfectly fine here
at the hotel,

especially with a guard
at the door.

-[knocking]
-Ah.

Okay, baby, I have to go.

All right? I will see you
when you get back.

Okay.

Yes.

Ma'am, you have a visitor.

Who is it?

Me.

If you're looking
for your father, he isn't here.

I actually came to see you

-and check on how you're doing.
-Oh.

-Paint me stunned.
-[chuckles softly]

Ouch.

[sighs]
I-I keep telling myself

-it's not as obvious as I think.
-No, no.

It-it looks better.

If I hadn't just seen you
after it happened,

I probably wouldn't have
even noticed.

How are you feeling?

Almost back to normal.

Well, as normal as possible

being guarded 24/7
in this ivory tower.

Yeah, when you dream
of being a princess as a child,

you never think about
how lonely it can be.

Well, you can't blame my dad
for being overprotective,

given the circumstance.

Attacked while walking
to your car?

That could have happened
to any one of us.

-[grunts]
-[gasps]

You crazy bitch.

Well, that isn't a moment
I'm keen on reliving.

Oh. No, of course not.
I'm sorry.

Um...

Is there anything
I can do for you?

Actually, Naomi, there is.

Tell me why you're really here.

I couldn't have just walked away

or stood there

and watched Hayley be assaulted.

I mean,

I'm the reason why she was there
in the first place.

But why was that?

Hayley shouldn't have been
meeting with you about your case

without my knowledge.

I'm your attorney, Lynette,

and you should have come to me
with any questions or requests.

Hayley's just a paralegal.

"Just a paralegal"?

Well, I'm surprised
that you're talking down

on her responsibilities
and ability.

I mean, especially since
she's your boss' wife, Tomas.

Don't get me wrong.

Hayley is great at her job.

But my job is to represent you

and attend to your legal needs.

If you needed something
for your case,

you should've reached out to me.

So, this Ren-

he's a mid-level guy
in the organization?

Yep. And I won his trust.

I'm this close to him
making me one of the couriers.

And when he does-
and hopefully soon-

then I'll be the one
making the drops

and we'll be that much closer
to shutting down

this red market ring for good.

"This close"?
"Once that happens"?

That's all you got?

Pops, my assignment was
to infiltrate the plasma ring,

learn who's behind it,

and get evidence
to bring 'em down.

I know what your assignment is.

I remember
the way you pleaded for it.

I've only been on this case
a short amount of time

and I'm already on the inside

and finding out a lot
of the answers that we need.

Would it kill you to admit
I'm doing a good job?

Leslie, my husband and I
were hoping

to have a nice, quiet lunch.

Alone.

Oh, I won't take up
too much of your time.

But I always believe
in going straight to the top.

The top of what?

I need to schedule my lunch

with you
and the other Articulettes.

So just go on and whip out
that phone of yours, girl,

so we can pick a date right now.

-Excuse me?
-Leslie,

surely we can discuss this
at some other time.

But I can't wait to sit down
with the three women

who knew my mama best.

I have so many questions to ask.

And we will be happy
to answer them.

Some other time.

When? How soon
can we Articulettes-

uh, Articulette-adjacents-
sit down

and break bread together?

Because, honey,
my schedule is wide open.

-Leslie.
-Anita.

I'm sorry if you weren't given
the necessary information

at the time of the auction.

Someone from the WinterFest
organizing committee

should have told you there are
procedures you need to do

in order to claim
an auction item.

I paid $10,000,

and the check cleared.

So what procedures do you need?

When it comes to items
such as personal lunches,

there are proper channels
you have to go through

to set a date that works
for everyone involved.

But I'm here now.

We don't need
any silly channels.

The point is,

you're not gonna be able to set
the lunch date for some time.

-Why not?
-Because Sharon and Tracy are on tour.

Oh. Okay.

Then when are my Articulette
aunties coming back?

Okay, I am dying

to spill the tea

and also take a lot of photos

and just blast those suckers
all over social media.

"Leslie Thomas
and the Articulettes."

Not until the end of spring.

Or probably even longer.

The tour's going so well,

I wouldn't be the least bit
surprised if it was extended.

Exactly.

So you should probably be
looking at... the fall.

If then.

I see what's going on, you two.

And you're not gonna get away
with it.

I beg your pardon?

Beg all you want.

I know how you and Sharon
and Tracy disrespected my mother

all those years ago.

And I'm not about to allow
a remake.

Christmas has been over,
Anita Dupree,

so you can stop
with these reindeer games.

This is not a game.

I won the lunch with the
Articulettes fair and square,

and I will be damned

if I'm gonna let you weasel
your way up out of it.

While I can understand
why you'd question my sincerity,

I am not a monster, Hayley.

I can hate
what you did to my family-

and to our friendship,
for that matter-

and still feel for you
being violently attacked.

You could have been killed.

Some people might think that...

that would be karmic retribution
for all the things I've done.

Yeah, well,
some people are idiots.

I'm pretty sure your mother
is one of those people.

I bet Dani thinks my beating
is no more than I deserve.

Well, I'm sorry that my reaction
disappointed you.

I must've confused this station
for someplace

where you get a cookie
for basic competence

or doing the bare minimum
of decent police work.

-I'm not asking for that.
-Well, then stop acting like it.

I give credit when it's due.

This isn't like the Cub Scouts,

when you got
all in your feelings

'cause they didn't give you
your merit badge

as fast as you thought
you were entitled to it.

Look, I'm not asking
to be praised

or commended or any of that.

Then what do you want?

I want some damn respect.

I guess it must have slipped
your mind that not only am I

your father, boy,

I am your superior officer.

-No, sir.
-Good.

That's more like it.

Jacob, I get that you're eager

and you want to make your mark

and you see this case
as your big opportunity.

Of course I want to be
the best detective out here.

But this wasn't
some career move.

I didn't take
this undercover gig

-just so I can climb the ladder.
-Good.

Because this is bigger
than that.

These people
that you're messing with, son,

that you're dealing with,

they don't mess around.

Lives are on the line.

I get that.

And they're attacking
the weakest among us,

getting 'em to sell their plasma
for dirt cheap

just so they can move it
on the global red market.

But don't let that take your eye
off the big picture.

I'm not, Pops, okay?

I hear that clock ticking.

Every day that goes by,
there's another chance

of some unvetted plasma getting
into the city's blood supply.

Even people here
in our own neighborhood

could die as a result.

Yeah.

You take these scumbags down.

But you have to be smart
about it

so you come home safe.

A cop's life
is constantly in danger.

It's the nature of the job.

Who are you telling?

I knew the nature of the job

back when you were stinking up
your diaper.

Now, of course,

our lives are at risk every time
we put the shield on, son.

But this undercover work-
it's a specific kind of danger.

This red market ring
that you infiltrated-

if you do your job right

and you-you gain their trust,

they'll be coming to look at you
as one of their own.

-Good.
-Then you'd be like family to them.

And if they learn
that one of their own members

of their family betrayed them

before we manage
to bring them in...

...then God help you, son.

Are you seriously standing there

complaining about somebody
trying to weasel their way out

of something when you
consistently try to weasel

your way into my family's lives?

-I'm demanding my rights.
-The right

to tick me off? Because
you're doing that so very well.

VERNON:
Leslie, will you please

go through the proper channels,

as Anita suggested?

Huh?
We don't need all of this.

Besides,
you're upsetting my wife.

She's upset?

What about me?

I paid good money
for this lunch,

and I am not about
to wait around a whole year

just to cash in on it.

What do you think you're doing?

Having lunch.

With the Articulettes.

Well, at least one of 'em.

[chuckles]

We've been working
on a motion to dismiss

and are just about ready
to file it,

once we nail down a few points.

So when will my case
be dismissed?

That will depend on
the judge's calendar

and the ruling, of course.

There is one way
that we could resolve this issue

relatively quickly.

-Wonderful.
-Mm.

One of the advantages
of working with our firm is,

in addition
to our legal expertise,

we have
good working relationships

with the assistant
U.S. attorneys

and the U.S.A. himself.

There's actually
a pretty good offer on the table

for you to plead
to a much lesser charge

with no jail time whatsoever,
just probation.

No.

I'm innocent.

I understand that, Lynette.

But I wouldn't be doing my job

if I didn't convey
this offer to you.

And as I said, it's a good one.

I think I can
make it even better.

Better than being found
innocent?

Well, uh...

You are not hearing me.

I don't want
to plead to anything.

I want my charges
completely dropped.

And we're working towards that.

Then work faster.

Or should I get
your boss involved

to see some real results?

My mother may despise you-

and for good reason-

but she doesn't wish you dead.

And I really hope you don't say
things like that around my dad.

I suppose you're right,

Dani did try to come to my
rescue back when I lost my baby.

Just another example

of karmic payback, I suppose.

Okay, Hayley, you have got
to stop with that.

God and/or the universe didn't
make you miscarry your baby

because of what you did
to my parents' marriage

any more than you being
the victim of a violent attack

was the result
of some cosmic forces.

Okay? That is
just your guilt talking.

And while I suppose
it's a good thing

you're still capable
of feeling it,

this one time,

you have nothing
to feel guilty about.

It's not like you somehow
made yourself get mugged.

Thank you, Naomi.

I don't deserve your kindness.

And when I had your friendship,

I-I didn't value it
the way I should've.

Well, you'll get no argument
from me there.

But you're-you're still
in my life,

although in another way.

You are still comforting me.

Even as my stepdaughter.

Do you think that...

we could ever be close again?

[door closes]

There's no need to involve Bill.

I am more than capable
of representing you.

I've got your case
completely under control.

See, that's the thing, Tomas-

I'm not so sure about that.

I think our problem here
is communication.

You're right.

That is the problem.

You have a problem with hearing
and comprehending my needs.

And now that I've heard them,

my marching orders are clear.

Glad we're on the same page.

But I need you to understand
where I'm coming from as well.

I am your point person
at the firm.

And when you need something,
you need to come to me,

not Hayley or Bill, even,
for that matter.

For example, not only
did I prepare the documents

Hayley delivered,

our office would have delivered
them to you by messenger.

-And Hayley never would have
been in danger. -[phone buzzing]

Excuse me.

I have to take this.

Hey. I'm in the middle
of something.

Then get out of it
and get your ass

down to Uptown ASAP.

I'll let you take your call.

I just wanted to say that,
in the future,

there will be no need
for you to reach out to Hayley

and ask her
to bring you anything.

I never gave Hayley
those papers.

She was the one who brought them
to me in the first place.

What?

Lynette, did you hear me?

Yeah, girl, I heard you.

We got a situation.

I'll be right there.

[chuckles]
Okay. Talk to you soon.

We good?

Yeah.

'Kay.

What did I just walk in on?

Nothing.

Don't say that.

Bill, I just told Naomi
that I think what happened to me

was a result of my karma

for all the hurtful things
that I've done, and...

she talked me down
from my guilt.

Wow. Well, that was
very kind of you, sweetheart.

Thank you for easing
my wife's concerns.

Unjustified as they might be.

It's not a problem.

I'm just happy to know
that Hayley's physically okay.

Thank goodness for that. But
she won't really feel safe again

until her attacker's
behind bars.

Oh, well, that's
not likely to happen.

And we'll just
have to accept it.

-Good luck with that.
-Yeah. Right.

You know your dad well. When it
comes to protecting my family,

acceptance is never an option.

Have you been harassing
the chief of police?

Yeah. Hourly.

And there still hasn't been
any forward movement at all?

They haven't even identified
Hayley's attacker?

No. Nothing. Not yet.

And I can barely get anything
out of Elon

about how the investigation
is going.

Did Jacob mention anything
to you about it?

Uh, no.

But he hasn't been home much,

so we haven't had
a chance to discuss it.

Uh...

I don't like the sound of that.

Are you two
having problems again?

Oh, Naomi. And-and you
just let me go on and on

-about my feelings?
-Okay, everything

between Jacob and me is fine.

You don't have to worry
about it, Dad.

He's just been
really busy at work.

Mm, no.
Apparently not busy enough,

since Hayley's attacker
is still on the loose.

Well, if I hear anything,
I promise I will let you know.

And I meant it
when I offered you help, Hayley.

If there's anything...

Yeah, just you being here
for me is enough.

Glad I could help.

Feel better.

Thanks, Naomi.

For... everything.

No problem.

-Bye, Dad.
-Bye, baby.

Pops, I'll be fine.

I passed the specialized
training course

the department offers
to prepare us to go undercover.

Okay, so you passed some test.

It's not the same
as real preparation.

It gave us practical knowledge.

Like how I had to maneuver to
make sure I wasn't being tailed

coming into the station
this morning.

From the rear.

Okay? The instructor

gave us practical exercises
on surveillance

and countersurveillance
and informant management

and the psychosocial aspects
of going under.

Pops, I aced 'em all.

I'm trained and prepared.

Thinking you're prepared isn't
the same as being good to go.

Hell, you got doctors
that ace med school

and then turn around and lose
their lunch in the ER the second

-they see real blood.
-Well, thanks for the vote of confidence.

-See, this back-and-forth
that you doing- -You don't even have

to go there.

If I didn't think
that you could handle this,

your behind
would be back behind that desk

and not out in the streets
trying to infiltrate

these bloodsuckers.

Son, of course
I want you to excel

in your assignment the same way
you did in that class.

But I need you to understand
that there's a big difference

between doing well in a course

and successfully bringing down
a criminal enterprise

from the inside.

And I need you
to treat that distinction

with the respect
that it deserves.

I will, okay?

I'll do a good job.

I just need you to trust me.

I just hope that I can trust you

to have the good sense to take
care of yourself, too, son.

-Of course.
-Good.

Because I don't know
what I would do

if something happens to you.

Not that I would have a whole
lot of time to think about it,

because your mother
would kill me.

Me and the Articulettes
go way back.

I mean, I was a itty-bitty
when... [chuckles]

I could barely clap in time
to the music.

-Is that so?
-Yeah.

Yeah.

You know, you're...

Well, I mean, my mother's group

really played a big role
in my life.

Maybe that
should have been a sign

that we were all connected.

I mean, it's like our bond is...

just unbreakable.

Isn't that right, Anita?

[chuckles]

Oh.
[clears throat]

How's it go?

Better together...

Come on, Anita.
Don't leave me hanging.

You know the words.

No. I'm not doing it.

No fun.

I know.

And isn't that a shame?

Maybe you don't want
that lunch after all.

Nice try.

Now, this might be
a little bit TMI...

You know, frankly, Leslie,
everything that comes out

of your mouth is too much.

Oh. Anita.

Now, if I was
a little bit more sensitive,

that might've hurt my feelings.

But I forgive you.

This time.

Okay.

So, this is gonna knock
your socks off.

[chuckles]

I lost my virginity

to the Articulettes, baby.

[chuckles]
Mmm. Mmm.

What you need, Vern?

I need them to cancel
the rest of our order.

Oh, Vernon,

I know you didn't just lose your
appetite over a little sex talk.

You are a man of the world.

And as I was saying, Anita...

...there you were,

you and Sharon and Tracy

all up in my room singing...

?
Let's get closer, oh. ?

And there I was with my man.
[chuckles]

My boyfriend.

And I let him
get just as close...

[inhales sharply]
as he wanted to get. Mmm.

-Mmm.
-Why in the world

would I need to know that?

I just want to emphasize

how much it, uh, means to me,

since I paid a fortune
for that lunch.

Senator Dupree,
what can I do for you?

-Could you please-
-Oh, listen,

I need a refill, baby cakes,
all right?

Now, listen, not too much ice
this time with your cute self.

-Mm-mmm.
-Yes, ma'am. In the meantime, can I offer you guys

some hot crab dip
or boudin balls?

Yes and yes.

Anita, Vernon, my treat.

-I got you.
-ANITA: No.

I like my crab dip cold.

Oh, no, girl, you don't know
what you're missing.

I mean, listen, it's always
better hotter and spicier.

Okay? 'Cause, see,
that's when you know it's good.

'Cause it just goes down.

It just burns
all through your esophagus.

Uh, I'll take our check.

And, uh, cancel
the rest of our order.

What?

Hold up. You're leaving, Vern?

-Yeah.
-Of course, Senator.

I have a previously scheduled
appointment.

That you just remembered?

Banneker is hoping
to convince my wife

to perform a jazz set
at their summer concert series.

ANITA:
That's right. Is that today?

I completely forgot.

Leslie, we have to go.

But do stay

and enjoy the rest of lunch.

-Vernon.
-LESLIE: Mm-hmm.

Mm.

Oh. Oh!
[gasps]

Oh, Anita.

-Here's some water, sweetheart.
-Thank you.

You're probably
a little dehydrated.

Should we call a doctor?

Anita, you don't look so good.

I'm fine.

Just got a little lightheaded.

No wonder, the way that Vernon
rushed you up off your feet

and didn't even give you
a chance to eat anything.

Let the Banneker shirts wait.

I am gonna call for some
of that hot crab dip for you

and have it at the table, okay?

It'll help get
your blood sugar up.

N-No. No. No, thank you.

No, I insist.

I mean, you are probably
collapsing from hunger.

Sweetheart, do you feel
like you can stand?

Let the woman eat something.

Damn, Vern.

The name is Vernon.

"Senator Dupree"
would be even better.

[scoffs]

Okay, sheesh.

Such formality for an old friend
of the family.

Not my family.

Leslie,

WinterFest will refund you
the money from the auction,

because this lunch
is definitely over.

No, no.
But that was for charity.

Um, rest assured-

the charity will be protected.

-We will make up the difference.
-No, no,

let's not be hasty, all right?

You guys keep the money.

I have plenty.

And let's do
that little procedure thingy

and reschedule when all
the Articulettes are available.

I mean those proper channels
you were talking about.

Yeah.

It is the fall, you said.

Or the turn of the next century.

Vernon, let's go.

Why am I here?

Bill wants the guy
who attacked his wife found

and put behind bars.

Well, I'm not a guy.

And I don't intend
on being caught.

So he's flat out of luck.

You got me here like this is
some type of emergency, Randy.

Oh, because it is.

Joey Armstrong wants Bill
to owe him a favor,

and now he is on my ass
to find the mugger.

And if I don't deliver,

let's just say Joey will be
a little less than enthused.

Well, that sounds
like a you problem,

not a us problem.

Mm.

-How was your shower?
-Refreshing.

You were right.
It's what I needed.

Mm. Good.

That's good.

What's wrong?

Are you still stressing
about my attack?

Well, yeah, of course I am.
But...

You know, I was just thinking
about what Naomi said earlier.

About her and Jacob?

Yeah. Yeah.
You picked up on that, too?

Yeah, but we might be making
something out of nothing.

I don't know.

I mean, I know she and Jacob
have been really busy, but...

Naomi sounded like whatever's
going on is something new.

I wonder
what Jacob could be doing

that's taking him away
from his wife so much.

Hmm.

Smitty.

I took the loyalty test.

Yeah, I don't know
if I passed yet.

I just have to wait and see.

You've seen
how these guys operate.

It can go either way.

Yeah. The next time I see Ren,

either I'm getting
my first assignment

or a bullet between the eyes.

[footsteps approaching]

I got to go.

More later.

Jacob.

You scared the life out of me.

I'm sorry.

You look different.

Yeah. It, uh...

it kind of goes
with the assignment.

Well, are you okay?

Why are you sitting here
in the dark?

I didn't want to risk
anyone knowing I was here.

You're getting deeper into
that investigation, aren't you?

I figured as much, since
I haven't seen you for days.

I am.

And you might not hear from me
for a while.

Okay.

Define "a while."

A week?

Longer?

I can't say.

You can't or you won't?

A little bit of both,

And there's more.

Tell me.

I'm moving out.

It's my fault
that you're feeling so bad.

I should have taken command
of the situation sooner

and demanded that Leslie leave.

Please. Don't blame yourself
for a thing.

Leslie will always be Leslie.

And as far
as me not feeling well,

well, we can't even
blame her for that.

-Mm.
-You know?

Unfortunately,
in my condition...

...I have my good moments
and I have my bad moments.

And you helped me have
a good moment today

by not treating me like I'm too
frail to handle Leslie Thomas.

Even after I almost fell over.

But you were right there
to catch me.

Any excuse

-to have you in my arms.
-Oh.

Leslie was lucky

that you weren't feeling 100%.

Or I would have snatched
her behind up out of that chair,

like we did in Chicago
back in the day.

That would have been
a sight to see.

Well, I think I would need
to save that pleasure

-for when Anastasia is present.
-Mm.

Wouldn't want to rob her
of the opportunity

to spread a tasty bit
of Dupree gossip

throughout Barrington County.

Extra, extra, read all about it.

Anita Dupree snatches
Leslie Thomas up out

of Fairmont Crest Country Club
by her silk press.

[both laughing]

Oh.
Thank you for that.

I almost forgot
about being sick.

Mm.
Well, let's build on that theme.

Why don't we go home

and watch one of those
old screwball comedies

you like so much?

I would love that.

Mmm.

My Man Godfrey?

Yes!

My man Vernon.

Mm-hmm.

You look very content.

Mmm. I am.

Yeah? Well, it seems
that Naomi's visit

did you a world of good.

Not to say I told you so.

-But you will.
-[chuckles] Well,

I did tell you that
she'd come around eventually.

Okay. I'm sorry.

But, you know,

I am really glad
Naomi came to see me.

-Yeah.
-Even more that

she appeared to be concerned

about what happened to me.

Yeah, of course she is.

I don't know.

Don't read too much into it.

I doubt you and I will be going
on any double dates

with her and Jacob again
anytime soon.

I don't know
who you think you talking to,

but you might want to take some
of that bass out your voice.

I ain't one
of your little marks.

Then stop acting like it.

Go handle your business

and stop whining to me about it

like a little bitch.

You want me to handle
my business?

-Mm-hmm.
-Bet.

Then this is
how we gonna play this.

If I go down,

you and Hayley
are going right along with me.

Now...

go run tell that.

You're moving out?

I'm getting a second place.

Just until this case is closed.

Is that really necessary?

What does your father think
about this?

It's standard protocol
anytime you go

as deep undercover as I am.

And, besides, he reminded me
today that I'm not the only one

taking a risk
in this investigation.

I can't chance that somebody
that I'm working with

will follow me back here.

Jacob, you know
how to ditch a tail.

And I will be fine.

And if ever I'm not,
I'm sure my father

or the department would be
willing to post a guard.

I wouldn't be able
to live with myself

if I brought danger
to our doorstep, Naomi.

If something
were to happen to you,

my life
wouldn't be worth living.

Okay, fine.

Well, what's the address
of this new place?

No.

I'm not gonna visit you, Jacob.

I just want to know
where you are.

You can't.
And that's final.

Well, what if I need
to get in touch with you?

What if there's an emergency?

-A burner?
-Yes.

I have my own.

And I put my number in there
in case you need it.

But only in the case of
an emergency should you call me.

And when you do,
use this burner to call mine.

Never use your real phone.

Yeah.

I understand.

Only in the case
of an emergency, all right?

We have to keep this
super close to the vest.

You never know who
could be watching or listening.

Oh, God, I hate this.

I hate not knowing
where you are.

I hate not knowing what could
be happening to you.

I hate all the secrecy, too.

And I can't wait until
I can explain everything to you.

I get it.

And I know that this is your job

and that danger comes
with the territory, but...

...this feels different.

Because it is.

The stakes are much higher.

The people I'm working to take
down are playing for keeps.

But so am I.

Okay, just promise me,

promise me you will be careful.

-Okay?
-Believe me.

The plan is to come back home
to you safely, all right?

All right, I got to go.

Wait, wait, wait. All ready?

It's been so long

since we've had a chance
to be in the same room.

Well, then we should make
the most of it, then.

What's wrong?

Nothing. It's just...

Like you said, this...

this feels different.

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