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Previously on "Imposters"...

This is Charlotte Grovesnor.

It seems that Miss Grovesnor
swooped up a certain Toby Jug

and all the treasures it holds.

So now you know where she is,

where it is, and you can go get it.

So here's what we do:
trade the Doctor to the FBI

and wipe our slates clean.

And before we deliver him,
we'll get the ring,

and then we'll take him
for everything he's got.

Would you like to see my collection?

- Holy sh...
- Shall we have some more wine?

There is a bajillion.

I need a picture of the
one I'm looking for.

Sorry it took so long.

- FBI!
- Get your hands up!

Hello, Patrick.
You must be feeling really confused.

How do these guys keep
slipping through my fingers?

What do you say we head upstairs?

What a kind, lovely man you are.

I-I just don't want to rush things.

So Charlotte's got feelings.

Sounds like you're
doing everything right.

You never said you were sorry.

I'm really sorry, Ezra.

I think we're more alike
than you want to admit.

Who came to whose room last night?

You know what,
that was clearly a mistake.

So all three of you were married to her,

and she took everything.

- Yeah.
- And this ring which is...

- In Arizona.
- How much is it worth?

At least a million dollars.

I need to find him.

I do know that he is a real doctor.

And he practices in Buffalo.

The only reason to not remove an implant

would be the incompetency
of the surgeons.

Someone should finally remove
that stick from your ass.

What happened to your hand?

I got attacked with a
broken highball glass.

You think Jeffrey Hull is
the one who attacked you?

Yes.

You know this man I work for?

The Doctor? I'm gonna kill him.

That is, uh, my organizer.

Do you want to just let her in?

- Hi.
- Hi.

What the hell are you doing here?

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Did you get my note?

Ooh! Ah...

- Sofia, what the...
- Yolanda.

Mi amor!

Clive, this is Yo... Is something wrong?

- Are you...
- Oh, no, no, it's...

pollen or something, I suppose.

Yolanda, meet Clive.
Clive, meet Yolanda.

Yolanda is the de-clutterer
I was raving about.

She's doing so good.

I haven't gone through everything yet,

but I'm getting there.

Sometimes getting rid of old things

lets you be open to letting in new ones.

So nice.

We will go through every last thing,

separate the trash from the treasure.

Madame.

Oh, you can really cook.

Oh, well, I dabble.

So modest. I mean, he is an artist.

Lovely sourced organic bangers,
roasted tomato,

omelet with tarragon and chives.

- Lies.
- What's that?

Oh, nothing.

Yolanda, I'm... I'm so curious.

How did you end up in Burlington?

You know,
so many opportunities in America.

I've tried Scottsdale, Arizona,

but I didn't find anything there.

I hope to find it here, you know.

Yeah, I do.

Oh, my God, this is divine.

Darling, if you're happy, I'm happy.

I think I'll go to work
on the basement next.

Um...

I was... I was kind of hoping

we could have a bit
of private time, you know.

Your organizer's a little distracting.

Ooh, let's go on an adventure.

Oh, I was actually thinking
that maybe we could...

There's an estate sale
just 10 miles away,

and then we won't be in Yolanda's way.

Fab.

Oh! No, I can't.

I've got that bloody investor's meeting.

- Oh.
- But I tell you what.

What say I come back later tonight?

Are you sure?

Positive.

Sorry, woman on a mission.

Okay, we draw the Doctor out,

find his files,
the dirt he has on all of us.

Destroy it all.

Plant the ring on him,

deliver him to the FBI,

and, as a little side bonus,
we steal all his money,

keep it for ourselves.

That sounds super duper easy.

Good, and for you two,

this is every available public record
related to Dr. Jeffrey Hull.

Ownership deeds, divorce papers,

building permits,
court dockets, you name it.

Okay.

We got to find the
needle in the haystack.

An operation like the Doctor's,

he's got to leave footprints, right?

Yeah, well, that's not the hard part
because we're also going to be running

a big store piggyback,
a very big big store piggyback.

Are you having a stroke?

A big store is a front.

It's like a rigged poker room
that we build from scratch.

Piggyback means we use something
that already exists.

It's also about the
riskiest play there is.

Huh.

You guys ever run a big
store piggyback before?

Great.

You know what's the best insurance
not getting maimed or killed

going against someone like the Doctor?

- Come up with a different...
- Don't fuck it up.

- Got it?
- Mm-hmm.

Okay, there's this Northeast
what-do-you-call-it

Biannual Conference
of Orthopedic Surgeons

in two weeks, Niagara Falls.

That's our piggyback.

Okay, what if the Doctor can't attend?

Or if he doesn't want to?

There's a very prestigious
award being given away

called the Egan Award.

No one knows who's getting it,

except the recipient.

If the Doctor thinks he's winning...

He'll be there.

His vanity... that's the key,

the Achilles heel that
we have to exploit.

We'll get in there, stroke his ego,
handle his every move...

and meanwhile we'll
infiltrate his headquarters,

wipe our info, steal the money,

and then we'll plant the ring on him,
deliver him to the Feds easy-peasy.

Any questions?

No questions, great.

Okay, here's how
we're gonna split this up.

That's one way of doing it.

And what would you propose?

Because your bullshit
alone won't open this door.

Then how about this?

Dios mio.

Why are you so angry with me?

- You must be kidding.
- I couldn't wait for you.

I left you a note. I...

I tried to text you from the truck.

Stop talking.

I'm gonna suffocate
on the stench of lies.

My family was being held hostage, okay.

I had to leave.

What a story.

You must be a writer.

I went to help them and...

and my father died.

That's awful.

Yeah.

Unless that is also a lie,

and then you are awful.

A worm with a soul of shit.

It's not a lie.

What if I could give you
your share of the ring?

Would that prove anything?

- Is that it?
- Yeah.

All this for nothing?

Huh?

Oh, hey, wait,
you got something just, uh...

Oh. Is that nothing?

You know what? Don't worry about it.

There's clearly no way
I could convince you.

Buenos dias.

Nice to meet ya.

Fifty percent of that
ring belongs to me.

I think you mean 10%, of my share.

No, now I'll take 50% of your share.

Oh, really? How'd you get that number?

Compensation.

For my difficulties, for my pain.

Pain from what? From the ring or...

from the baby dog eyes?

Hey! It's just me.

I forgot my phone.

- I need you to call it for me.
- Shit, hide.

Oh!

He kissed me.

Uh, Charlotte, it's...
it's not what it seems.

I don't understand.

- Clive?
- I, uh...

He's a sex addict, Miss Charlotte.

Oh, my God. Did he force himself?

- No. No, no.
- No.

He did not because...

I'm a sex addict too.

I'm so sorry.

Clive, is... is that true?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, afraid so.

But you wouldn't sleep with me?

No, I'm getting better.
You know, I just...

Yeah, I don't think
that you're a sex addict.

I think you're just a fucking liar.

- Charlotte.
- Just stop.

You told me we were connected.

And you made me feel safe.

And then you just...

The things that you do to people

affect them for...
for the rest of their lives.

Don't you... Don't you know that?

I'm... it was never my intention...

Please, whatever you say right now,

just...

just please don't lie.

I'm... I'm sorry.

Yeah, okay.

I don't know why I'm surprised,

but you hurt that woman deeply.

And I hurt you, I know.
I'm... I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.
- Don't worry about it.

- I'm sorry for all of it.
- I just want my money.

You'll get your money, I promise.

- When?
- I need to talk to my partners.

If you can just wait down here,
I'll go...

No way, I'm coming with you.

Uh, no, no. No, no, no.

It's gonna be easier
for me to explain if...

It's... please, just let me go up alone.

It's... it's delicate.

Why? Because you have
a girlfriend up there?

N-Not exactly.

Look, I'm gonna come
right back, trust me.

Did you hear your words? "Trust me"?

No, I don't think I will.

Nothing you say has meaning, Ezra.

You are the father of lies.

These divorce documents are brutal.

The Doctor sounds like a peach.

"Perceived slights leading
to volcanic outburst.

"Disciplining children with cruel,

"ego-disabling insults."

Oof, pity his kids.

Hey, Sal, I got petroleum jelly,
rubbing alcohol,

fingerprint lift and stick,
white and black...

- Maxie.
- Yeah?

I just got off with the Seneca Grand.

They're booked solid
during the conference.

The only rooms free are standards
and a deluxe suite.

The presidential's booked?

Some rockabilly star's
in town for a conference.

There are still rockabilly stars?

Every city in the world
has a rockabilly scene.

Okay, we can make it work
with the deluxe suite.

Book me into it, and I'll go early,

and lay some groundwork.

- There's the man.
- Oh, shit.

- Hey, you okay?
- Got the ring?

- Oh!
- Ah!

Let's put it in the safe.

Yeah, or you know
I could just hang onto it.

Where's Maddie?

She's on costumes and wigs. Why?

Remember our little Mexican adventure?

Which part?

Uh...

- Holy shit!
- Who the hell is that?

I'm the adventure,
and I was promised money.

She needs to go.

- No, she needs her money.
- Whoa.

Put it down, Sal.

Let the adults have a little talk.

- Get in the other room. Now!
- Just calm down.

- Sally!
- No, no, no, come on.

If that door handle so much as moves,
I won't hesitate to shoot.

How much does she know about us?

Put the gun away, Sally.

We've seen how these scenarios
turn out, you know.

Tell me what she knows.

Lovely day for a game.

Yeah, it's a good day
to crush some balls.

Mm-hmm.

Sofia, right?

I'm Maddie.

Ezra's ex-wife.

Hmm.

Aren't you everybody's ex-wife?

Just to be clear,

she's the one that got us out of Mexico.

You barely know her.

Bring a street thief into our operation
at this late date.

She's not a street thief.

And I'm not letting her in
on anything, okay. I owe her.

- They was bonin'.
- Oh. Great.

No, that has nothing to do with this.

No. I promised her a cut
of my take of the ring

if she helped us get out of Mexico,

which, yeah, by the way, I had to do

because you took my
fucking family hostage.

I owe her a lot more than I owe you.

Oh, hey. Look who I found.

- No!
- Hey, hey, hey!

- Easy, easy. Easy.
- Whoa, whoa.

Shut up, everyone!

Do you know what the
single biggest problem

in this little scheme of ours is?

The Doctor knows every single one of us.

Guess who he doesn't know,

never met,

doesn't even know exists?

That is a very good call.

Yeah, I'm pretty great.

No, enough people have been hurt.

- We're not bringing Sofia...
- You don't speak for me.

I just want what I was promised.

- Can we trust her?
- Can I trust you?

I vouch for her.

I vouch for them.

I'm assuming you two can work together
without any personal issues.

We're all professionals.

Okay. Okay.

This is our next move.

Hello?

Agent Simons?

- Mr. Bloom.
- You have a minute?

You know, you were making
some pretty interesting

promises on that video of yours.

- Where's my ring?
- We have it.

Along with a plan to
deliver the Doctor to you.

Why would you do that?

Sense of civic duty?

- Justice?
- We want immunity.

- Immunity for who?
- All of us.

Maddie too?

It's a package deal.

And I guess I'm just supposed to ignore
the yellow brick road of bullshit

you've been building brick by brick
from here to Seattle.

Yeah, you know the same truth that I do.

None of us can move on
until this thing is done.

All right.

Tell me what you're thinking.

Glasses change your entire face.

Yes, I know, but I hate heels.

They make me feel like una prostituta.

Well, you'll be
the Doctor's VIP handler.

His ego will be expecting
a certain kind of... brand.

I see where Ezra gets his lies.

Ezra makes his own choices.

Don't put that shit on me.

Not you.
This job makes him lie, this life.

But this is not living,
this is just being...

a shark.

Feed, sleep, feed.

Yeah, Ezra is not a shark.

What is he then? For you?

- Everyone decent?
- Yeah.

For Max, ID and credit cards.

- Gracias.
- De nada.

I'm gonna try the other skirt.

You two getting along?

Sure. Why wouldn't we be?

All kinds of reasons.

Did...

Did you tell her what happened?

You need to get over yourself, okay.

I could not care less.

Anything else I can help you with?

No, see you in the game.

This zipper is sticking.

Don't force it, sweetie.
I'll be right there.

Check this out...
We found a construction permit

for expanding the foundation footprint
of the whole residence.

Basically, an underground bunker.

Then a special
non-corporate dispensation

to lay a fiber optic trunk
line from the same address.

We looked it up.
Basically means that he...

Create his own ISP.

- Yes.
- Yes, but why?

Owning his own service provider
would let him dark web with impunity.

He could manipulate records.

No matter what the law asked for,
he could change or destroy information.

I suppose if you're
managing a criminal empire

that might come in handy.

I suppose so.

And the construction permit and the ISP

both requested to his home address.

It's in the house.

In the basement, yeah.

- Nice work.
- Yes!

- Hell yeah, baby!
- That's right.

We're gonna need some real intel.

How well do you know Buffalo?

- Mozzarella?
- Wings?

- Hi. Who's in charge here?
- Can I help you?

Jennifer Cornwall, Department of Health.

I'm here to make a snap inspection.

I'm just kind of slammed right now.

What is this bottle of Naproxen
doing with the cap off?

Does this hospital make a habit

of leaving pharmaceutical-grade
anti-inflammatories

lying around with the cap off?

Look, we're in compliance
with all state regulations.

I hope so.

Let's head to your pharmacy.

Guess I'll be a minute.

You have all the opiates right
next to the amphetamines.

Come on, we've had permission
to store them alphabetically.

Just because you have permission
doesn't mean it's not stupid.

You're damn lucky it's me.

Hey, you got your heels on.

Yes, but so far
practice doesn't make perfect.

You?

I needed some fresh air,

went for a little walk
around the resort.

How you holding up?

Doing great.

Great.

So weird, over.

What's weird? Over.

Seems like a weird place
for a guy like the Doctor to live.

You were expecting a Bond villain lair?

I think the point is to blend in.

I didn't say "Over."

- Over.
- What?

You have to wait for me to say "Over."

- Over.
- I'm not doing that.

I'm sorry, you done talking?
I can't tell. Over.

Not in the mood, Richard. Over.

Yeah, well, try doing this
while humping a fence.

Okay, I'm up here like a peeping tom.

I should be running for Senate. Over.

Oh, my God.

Hey, Senator, what's your position
on embryonic stem cell research, over?

Pro. Don't be a dick. Over.

How am I being a dick?
Do you have a platform? Over.

I don't know, Jules.

Did you have a platform
when you went to art school?

Or did you just like...

know that you wanted
to be an artist, over?

What do you think being a
politician means exactly?

The world's a messed up place, Jules.

And people need heroes.

All the rest is just details.

Over.

Look, look, look. Over.

Where's he coming from, over?

Looks like the basement, over.

- He locked it, over.
- Two locks, over.

Top left pocket, over.

I'm gonna get a better look.

Ezra.

I got... I got you.

Looks like he has a patient
in there, over.

It's important you do them every day.

I think it's his father. Over.

Oh, wonder who could be calling, over.

Must be important, over.

Shh, over.

Yes?

Jeffrey, this is Harry Price.
How are you?

I'm fine.

What can I do for you, Harry?

My time is at a premium today.

Well, as you know,
I'm on the OSA Conference Committee,

and I have to tell you

that our most recent meeting
was dominated by your essay,

"The Absolute Fallacy
of Hardware Permanence:

"How Anti-Removal of
Intramedullary Nails in..."

That essay was published
two and a half years ago.

Yes, well, that just goes to show you

how ahead of the pack you were... are.

Listen, the next conference
is in two weeks

at the Seneca Grand
Hotel in Niagara Falls.

I will not be attending.

Please, Jeffrey,
just listen for a moment.

I know the last one wasn't
exactly to your liking,

but the committee has decided to...

reward your prophetic
understanding of the issue

with this year's Egan Award.

- Gotcha.
- Sucker.

Sad, man. It's just sad.

Over.

Egan Award?

Rather late to be contacting
the winner, isn't it?

There's been a lot of
drama behind the scenes.

You know, egos and such.

Egos and mediocre minds...

- a deadly combination.
- Yes, it is.

I see the Seneca has
a presidential suite.

Yes, there is... a presidential suite,

but, sadly,
I-I don't think it's in the cards.

Then perhaps we should wait

until appropriate accommodations
become available.

We could visit this again in,
say, six months?

No, oh no. No.

Um...

It's all yours.

We'll figure it out.

In that case, I'd be delighted.

Wonderful.

So looking forward to it.

- Nailed it.
- Yeah?

Good news!

The Doctor has accepted our invitation.

The bad news is we're going to need
the presidential suite.

- Shit.
- Yeah.

Okay, all right.
Uh, Max just landed in Buffalo.

Right.

He could lay some track at the hotel,

throw some money around,

you know, make an impression.

What are you thinking?

When someone needs a fancy room,

they make a scene,
and somebody vouches for them.

I don't understand.

Maddie, my dear, we taught you well,

but who's gonna do it?

Jules has the bearing for it.

And the language skills.

I still don't understand.

- She'll still need coaching.
- And clothes.

Hey, crazies!

What exactly is Jules doing?

I am so sorry.

You'll have to forgive me,

but we can't just bump a guest
from the presidential suite.

We hope the Condesa understands.

Condesa.

Antonio Banderas.
Campus, campus, tapas, tapas, tapas.

Um, the Condesa would like to speak

with the highest ranking officer
of the hotel immediately.

She realizes that you are only,
as she puts it,

un sirviente.

Sirviente? I don't...

A servant.

Is there some confusion here?

Uh, I'm not sure...
The woman is Spanish royalty,

and they would like us to
open the presidential suite.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Okay, let me.

Hi, I'm Barry Krantz,
Senior Customer Relations Manager.

I'm sorry if there's been confusion...

Condesa? Condesa!

Ah!

I see you. No, you look terrific.

We'll have dinner later. We'll talk.

Mi amor.

Condesa, how are you? You look radiant.

Radiante.

What are you doing here?

I see.

I see.

Look, guys, we got to work this out.

Not only is she Spanish royalty,

but she's my darling daughter's
closest friend on the continent, okay?

I'm so sorry, Mr. Carrington,

but we do have a VIP already booked
in the presidential suite.

I see, fine.

Then I'd like to check out immediately.

Darling, take my suite.

It's not the presidential,

but it will do until you can find
some other accommodations.

Is that quite necessary, Mr. Carrington?

Well, you're making it so, yes.

And I'm going to have
to find another venue

for my daughter Stephanie's
upcoming wedding.

And I'm sure the Condesa and my family

and my 300 guests can find
something much better.

Let me.

I believe we can work something out.

Just do it.

The rockabilly star must go.

- But...
- Do it.

Class is class.

Good man.

It's all taken care of.

Hey? Oh!

Si.

- Doctor.
- Barry.

This is Alessandra.

She's our conference intern this year.

She'll be handling VIP relations.

- So anything she needs.
- Of course.

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

Follow me.

So this Dr. Fleischman,

how many days was he
here seeing patients?

Uh, just that one day.

Hm. So he was here for one day,

and he saw one patient?

That's got to be kind of unusual, no?

- Well...
- All right, listen.

Okay, you're not in any trouble.

I promise I'm just here to
try to figure something out.

Yeah, it's unusual. Like unheard of.

So was he... a nice guy or...

Not really, no.

Look, I got his number here, if you...

No, no, no. That's okay.

You want to do me a favor though?

Well, maybe.

Okay, how about
you give Dr. Fleischman a call,

let him know the FBI stopped by.

I suppose.

And hey, listen, if this nursing thing
doesn't work out for you,

you can always join the Bureau.

Thank you.

Yes, this is Dr. Fleischman.

What did he say exactly?

All right. Did he leave a number or...

I understand. Thank you very much.

Okay, cotton balls,
swabs, shaving cream.

I'll take the bottom, you take the top.

And, remember,
get that 70% isopropyl rubbing alcohol.

- Not the green...
- Green one, I know.

Max, how many times have
we had this conversation?

It's just important.
The green is bad for the skin.

- I know, it leaves blotches.
- Well, it does.

- Hello?
- The FBI has been poking around.

It's unclear why,

but it's time to set the
contingency plan in motion.

- I understand.
- Do you have the ring?

- It's within reach.
- Good.

Let me know when everything's in place.

I will, Doctor.

And Max... does he suspect?

No, not at all.

He doesn't suspect a thing.

None of them do.

Gracias, Senor Richie.

- You were incredible.
- We all were.

Maybe we should save the party

until we actually get the job done.

You are a poquito de bummer.

It's called being professional.

No, she's right.
Let's not get carried away.

Thank you.

But I would like to
propose one last toast

to our final mark...

El Doctore.

- Cheers.
- Cheers to that.

All right, well, I'm going to...

throw on the "Do Not Disturb"

and go over the file of
the real Egan Award Winner.

Something tells me she'll be a handful.

Good job, guys.

Ex-lovers... difficult.

Even the fake ones. Si?

No. No, it's fine.

It's just... it's fine.

Something's going on.

No, what are you talking about?

She's not being honest with you.

She was somewhere with the car,

and I saw her put
something in the trunk.

And she lies about it to me.

Are you sure?

Get your face out of your ass.

Hold on!

- Hey.
- Hey.

Can we talk?

- Yeah.
- All right.

What's up?

I just wanted to make sure

everything's... okay.

With... what?

Us? The con? Global warming?

Well, as far as we go, you know,

I mean, I can job my job.

- I think we're...
- Let's stop it.

I can do my job. I can do my job, too.

So everything's... cool?

Yeah.

Yeah, you just seem a little...

Oh, man, look, we had sex, we fought.

Your girlfriend showed up. Shit happens.

We have a job to do.

I'm okay. Are you okay?

She's not really my girlfriend.

Fine, she's not really. I'm not really.

None of us are really. I get it. Really.

Just wanted to check in, you know.

- I appreciate that.
- All right.

I'm good, I'm fine.

Hey, Ez.

Look, when this is all over,
we'll have a proper drink

and have a chat.

I feel like

there's still a lot to be said.

There sure is.

Shit.

Boy, Ez, I'll give you credit.

You've gotten real good at lying.

I know what you're doing.

Yeah, what's that?

You're gonna kill the Doctor.

We have a plan, all of us together.

You think he can't get
to you from prison?

He can get to us from anywhere.

We've hurt people to get here.

I have hurt people.

But this... this is wrong.

As long as he's breathing,

we are all in his game

playing by his rules.

I don't want this life anymore.

And trust me, Ezra, neither do you.

Either you're full of shit,

or you actually believe that.

I don't know which is worse.

But I know this,

you're not trying to change at all.

And you never will.

Ah.

Attention, passengers,

if you require assistance,
please do not hesitate

to notify a crew member.

Welcome aboard, and enjoy
one of the world's greatest wonders.

We'll be underway shortly.

Welcome aboard.

For more than 12,000 years,

millions have come to experience the awe
of our natural wonder, Niagara Falls.

The Maid of the Mist
legend tells of Lelawala,

a young woman who reached us
over the loss of her loving husband,

singing a time-honored death hymn,

she paddled her canoe into the water...

Yeah, it's me.

Uh, we have a problem.

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