Original subtitles

THONY: Previously on The Cleaning Lady ...

It's a raid! Run!

- Hands up! - Fi?

- Right here, right here. - Put your hands up!

You did this?

I need to know what you were doing

in that hotel room

and how Councilman Knight ended up dead.

If you think you're so much smarter than me,

then get the hell out of my house.

The FBI is onto you.

They took Fiona,

and now they'll deport her

if I don't give them something.

We're being deported.

ARMAN: I've scrubbed most of it.

but what's left on there should be enough

to get Fiona back.

I simply came to warn you,

Isabel's gonna come to you with a lot of questions.

It's not gonna be long before she actually finds out

how you make money.

Maybe you should do a better job with hiding it.

[slot machine jingles]

["Devil & the Hourglass" by Nathan Fox playing]

[machine beeps]

♪

♪ The Devil walked in this morning ♪

♪ With a contract in her hand ♪

♪ She wore a dress that flowed like water ♪

♪ And held an hourglass filled with sand ♪

♪ Now, she said to me, "One of these days ♪

♪ You're gonna be an old"...

Mmm, I love the smell of an FBI raid in the morning.

Smells like victory.

[chuckles] Great movie.

Maybe Coppola's best.

I'm more of a Godfather guy, myself.

♪

[elevator bell dings]

[upbeat blues music playing]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

[whistles sharply] Cut it.

[music stops]

Get up.

Do not pass Go.

Do not collect $200.

You're being arrested for solicitation and bribery.

- Up. - [person chuckles]

I haven't taken a bribe in my life.

Save the lies for your wife.

Take him.

[dramatic music]

♪

You all done here?

For now.

Get the hell out of my club.

♪

♪

[Fiona grunts]

Just say something.

Anything.

Fi, please, just talk to me.

I don't like it to be like this between us.

[dryer door slams]

[breathes sharply] Oh, so now you want to talk, huh?

But you didn't think of talking to me

when you started working for the Mob

or talking to the FBI?

Because I wanted to protect you and the kids.

I wanted to keep you out of it.

How do you think not telling me protected us?

Huh?

I mean, we were nearly deported.

And Gabby did get deported,

because of you.

I mean, she's separated from her kids,

who have no idea when or if they're ever gonna see

their mother again.

[sighs]

I'm sorry.

Don't you get it?

Sorry doesn't cut it.

May--maybe I can get the FBI to do something.

I mean, do--

do you even hear yourself right now?

I-I-I don't even know you anymore.

I'm the same person I always was.

Yeah, someone who always thinks she knows better

than everyone else.

I wanted to tell you what was happening--

Yeah, but you didn't!

[sniffles]

You didn't talk it through with me

to see if there was another way out of this.

It's like you didn't care what I felt

or what I say.

It's--it's like I don't matter.

I'm used to feeling that way when I leave the house,

but here?

Fi...

Fi, that's not true.

Oh, just stop it.

You think--

I-I can't do this right now. I can't.

[door slams]

ARMAN: It's business as usual here.

It's under control. The Feds won't come back.

[indistinct chatter]

[sighs] All this hand-holding tonight...

- [door closes] - I need a drink.

[glassware clinking]

- You want one? - Yeah.

You know, they're not wrong, though.

I mean, the Feds are close. We're gonna need a plan.

Now you sound like our nervous clients.

[chuckles] Look, I'm not saying we run.

I say we need to get ahead of them.

All right, we need to move the guns out of the truck depot.

Dogs bark when they are scared.

Lions hold their ground.

I thought I taught you that.

And you also taught me damage control.

If the Feds get a warrant to raid the place, we can--

Being reactive is bad business.

If they're watching us, we lay low.

We--we wait.

Okay.

But I will tell you what you can do.

[uneasy music]

Your job.

These arrests wouldn't have happened if you were doing it.

♪

Yeah, I guess you're right, Hayak.

It's better to be a lion.

Mm.

Always.

♪

[sighs]

[door opens, indistinct chatter]

[door closes]

His bilirubin levels are high.

MARCO: What's his PELD score?

[clicks tongue] 38.

So it's getting worse. How does he feel?

Uh, he's pretty good right now.

Just a little more tired.

But, Marco,

he needs a new liver.

[sighs]

And I-I'm gonna call every hospital

and medical center

and get him on a donor list.

But the odds of that?

Not good.

I need to be there, mahal.

I know.

I got my visa appeal moved up.

And I talked to a guy who knows an embassy official

who takes bribes.

Marco...

you could go to jail for that.

MARCO: I need you to send me money.

[dramatic music]

I don't have that kind of money.

Don't you want me there?

I don't think Vegas is a good place for you.

I haven't gambled in ages.

And I'm proud of you.

But I don't think you want to test that now

with Luca being so fragile.

MARCO: So you'd rather me stay away?

From you? From my son?

I told you, I don't have that kind of money to send you.

[sighs heavily]

I'm sorry, Marco, I-I have to go.

I'll figure something out for Luca, I promise.

- Bye. - MARCO: Goodbye.

♪

[sighs]

♪

Is there anything you can do, Dr. Saroyan?

It's one thing for me to push him

into a stem-cell trial he's qualified for.

I-it's another to bypass the entire system

to secure an organ.

I'd be willing to pay for a liver if I knew how.

[sighs] I-I don't--

I don't have any connections in the organ trade,

if that's what you're asking.

You must know someone.

Please, I-I just need one name.

I'm afraid this isn't something I can help you with, Thony.

What if I found a liver on my own?

Could the surgery be done here?

I can't risk losing my medical license.

I understand.

Thank you for everything

you've already done for us, Dr. Saroyan.

Yeah.

[emotional music]

The black market can be extremely dangerous, Thony.

You'd be risking Luca's life

by involving him in it.

His life's already at risk.

♪

[moody music]

♪

Thanks for meeting upwith me.

How's Fiona?

[sighs]

I wish I hadn't done it.

It was a bad move on my part, okay?

♪

I'm sorry.

There's a saying back home,

"Every jungle has a snake."

You know what I realized after that ICE raid?

- You're the snake. - GARRETT: Now, come on, Thony.

Of all the people in your jungle,

I'm the snake, huh?

Not the mobster in your life?

Arman actually helped me

without putting my family at risk.

I got you that laptop, and it led to arrests.

Now it's your turn

to actually do something for me.

I told you.

I told you I will not deport you.

Well, that's not enough.

I need more. I need legal status.

[sighs]

Okay.

Okay, well, there's something called an S visa.

And it gives temporary status

for informants helping an investigation.

For how long?

For as long as the investigation takes.

But you're gonna have to be

actively assisting law enforcement.

So I'll have to keep informing?

And I will keep you protected.

♪

I know you don't believe me.

No.

I will.

♪

Okay.

The FBI still want me to inform.

That's good.

You know, I met him today...

your FBI agent.

How did you know which one he was?

It was the way he looked at me.

Um, there's something else I need to talk to you about.

[sighs] Luca still needs a liver transplant,

but no one will put him on a donor list.

Did you try Dr. Saroyan?

Yes. He can't help me.

But there's one other thing I can try.

Okay.

To get an organ on the black market.

[dramatic music]

♪

I know a coyote who might know how.

♪

Are you sure you want to deal with these kind of people?

♪

Yeah.

Okay.

Meet me here tomorrow morning. I'll take you there.

Thank you.

♪

[distant siren wailing]

[indistinct TV chatter]

Fi? It's me.

I don't want to wake up Jaz. Can you hear me?

Jaz is spending the night at Saisha's.

Can I come in?

[chatter continues on TV]

I'm going to bed, Thony, okay?

Luca had dinner, took his medication.

Night.

[light music plays on TV]

♪

[TV clicks, music stops]

[dramatic music]

♪

[sighs]

♪

This is it.

I'll do the talking.

♪

[guns cocking]

♪

Bosco!

♪

Morales.

¿Quihúbole?

How you been?

Good. Working. Always working, man.

But I'm blessed.

[chuckles] You still moving people?

Yeah.

Sin Cara's got me on the Tecate route.

This is the woman I talked to you about,

the one with the sick son.

Hello.

I owe you, Morales.

I'll take her to the broker.

But I can't take you, too.

They like to be careful about these things.

♪

Bosco will make sure you're safe.

♪

Claro.

Yeah.

- Cuídate, hombre. - Vale.

♪

[engine turns over, car departs]

Get in the van.

♪

Nah-uh. In the back.

♪

Vámonos.

♪

Are you okay?

♪

[uneasy music]

♪

[indistinct chatter, grunting]

♪

There you go.

♪

Uh, not that way, dear. You're coming with me.

Oh. Uh, excuse me.

This is Lizzie.

Would you make sure she's not alone?

Sí.

You're okay.

♪

[indistinct chatter in Spanish]

You are the one that asked Bosco

to bring you here, right?

- Yes, I am. - Ah.

I'm Thony.

Oh, welcome. I'm Mother Donna.

Come with me.

[indistinct chatter]

Arman. Do you have a moment?

Yeah, sure. Take a seat.

Would you like a drink?

Actually, I was hoping we could talk

somewhere in private.

Yeah, come back to the office.

- ISABEL: Thank you. - ARMAN: Yeah, of course.

[sighs]

Arman, I need to know something.

Why was the FBI here?

Should I be worried?

Have you spoken to your father?

No.

No, I came to you first.

Why?

Because I want the truth.

Isabel...

there's nothing to worry about, all right?

Your father's smart about the way he conducts his business.

That makes it sound like he's hiding something.

Ah, nothing that'll come back on us.

You're laundering money

through this club for my father, aren't you?

Is that what my dad is planning on doing with the hotel?

Since I'm not running the hotel, Isabel, I don't know.

- Why were those men arrested? - Just the local politicians.

Sometimes you have to grease the palms.

So money laundering, bribery, tax fraud--

I mean, what else?

Is he using his trucking business in all this, too?

[sighs]

[sighs] Isabel, you should talk to your father.

He's had my whole life to be honest with me,

and he hasn't.

Why would he tell me the truth now?

He's got everything under control.

And when he doesn't, that's why I'm here.

All right, I'll continue to protect your family

like I've always done.

That's what I do.

Thank you for being honest with me.

At least I know I can count on you.

They're brought here as soon as they cross over.

I consider these people to be my family.

Oh, and you have a medical clinic, too?

Yes, yes, of course.

Lizzie.

- Seems like a nice place. - Oh, it's the least I can do.

These people have seen more than their fair share

of suffering.

I, uh, volunteered at an orphanage in Sinaloa

for many years.

And the parents would leave their children there

when they could no longer support them.

We did our best to take care of them,

but the one thing that we couldn't do

is to protect them from the cartels.

They would come and pick off the kids

that could earn them money for prostitution,

for the gangs, all of that.

And then when the children are no longer of use to them,

they kill them...

and take their organs.

And there's no amount of praying that could stop it.

So I founded this mission

to be a sanctuary.

- CHILD: Hola. - [chuckles]

If I can help you, Thony, I will.

Why did you come here?

[sighs] Well...

my son was born with a rare immune disorder.

I got him a bone-marrow transplant,

but before that, an infection caused

severe liver damage.

Mm-hmm.

- He needs a transplant. - How soon?

As soon as possible.

Can you help me, Mother Donna?

[sighs] I don't want to waste your valuable time, Thony,

so I need to be honest with you.

Liver transplants are much harder

than kidneys.

I-I-I couldn't give this to you even if I wanted to.

Can I ask you how much it costs?

The best I can do is $70,000.

I didn't know you were running a business.

Thony, it's a service.

All the things that you see here cost money--

the doctors, the nurses, even the donors themselves.

On the free market, this would run you

north of $300,000.

[dramatic music]

♪

Okay. Maybe there's a--

there's a way I could lower your price?

You won't have to include post-op antibiotics.

I can get them myself.

If we get, um, a living donor,

the surgeries could be done back-to-back

to cut down personnel.

We only need one anesthesiologist,

fewer scrub nurses,

and I could conserve your resources by doing

all the back-table cleaning of the graft.

Are you a doctor, Thony?

- I was a surgeon in Manila. - Hmm.

But when Luca was diagnosed, I had to take a step back.

And do you still have an active license?

I do,

but it doesn't hold up here in America.

It does for me. Come along.

♪

This is our operating theater-- state of the art.

Here's what I can offer--

a liver transplant for your son

in exchange for three kidney removals.

Oh--oh, no, I-I can't do that.

You said you were a surgeon.

Yeah, but I haven't operated in five years.

But you're qualified, and that means you're capable,

and that's the best-case scenario

for people who are donating their organs

to save other people's lives-- think of them.

- José. - [door closes]

Venga, por favor.

Te presento, Thony.

It's possible that she'll be your doctor

for the surgery tomorrow, and I wanted to introduce you.

Muchísimas gracias.

[speaking Spanish]

Mother Donna...

He says that he feels so blessed

to have a way to pay for his crossing.

And finally now he'll be reunited with his family

after so many years.

Okay, but what-- what are you gonna do

with his kidney once it's removed?

All of the organs that are donated

by people like José

are given to people in need, like you or your son.

José goes on to live his new life in America.

I don't run a business, Thony.

I run a community.

All you have to do is assist our lead surgeon.

And then you'll be saving the life of your son.

Can I count on you, doctor?

[sighs]

Okay.

I-I'll do it.

I'll do it for my son.

Good. Good.

[door opens]

Hey.

[sighs]

I know you don't want to speak to me right now,

but I need to talk to you.

I found a liver for Luca.

[inhales deeply] The only thing is,

it's through an organ broker.

What does that mean?

It's not exactly legal.

But is it safe?

I saw her operating room.

It's as equipped as any hospital.

Then what's wrong?

The broker wants me to perform surgery

as a trade for Luca's liver...

tomorrow.

Three kidney removals on immigrants

who have no other way to pay for their crossing.

I just don't know if I can do this.

FIONA: Yeah.

But she said that these people

are choosing to sell their organs.

Yeah, that's one way to justify it.

[Fiona sniffs, drawer opens, closes]

Honestly...

if I could get Chris status by giving up a kidney...

I'd do it, too.

But you got to know...

once you make that first cut...

I mean, there's no turning back.

Hmm.

[clears throat]

Can I, uh, fix you a bowl?

[cell phone ringing]

I-I need to take this.

Hi.

I want you to contact your friend at the FBI.

Tell him there's a shipment going out

on three Liberty Republic trucks tomorrow.

What is it, guns?

ARMAN: I'll get you an inventory list.

Just tell him you saw armed men

packing crates at the truck depot.

So you want him to raid Hayak's trucks?

I want you to do what I say without asking questions.

[tense music]

♪

THONY: Thank you for meeting with me.

GARRETT: Mm. That's usually my line.

What's going on?

I might have some information for you,

but I want to know where we stand

with the visa you mentioned.

Yeah. No, I started the paperwork.

But it's the government, so, you know, it takes time.

But I'm working on it as fast as I can.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

Good, because what am I supposed to do...

just wait to give you information?

No.

Actually, if you have real intel

against the Barsamian syndicate,

it could speed up the process for you.

Yesterday when I was putting trash out,

I saw men with guns guarding trucks.

Where?

Hayak's truck depot.

I don't know what they were loading,

but I found this on one of the crates.

[dramatic music]

♪

It's melons.

Yeah, that's what it says.

But they don't keep produce in the basement

or guard them with guns.

I'm gonna look into it...

and your visa.

♪

- [car door opens] - Thony...

just be careful.

♪

[horse neighs]

[indistinct chatter]

THONY: Good morning.

Oh, good morning, Dr. De La Rosa.

Are you ready for surgery?

Uh, yeah, but I'm not the lead, right?

I mean, the surgeon I'll be working with--

is he comfortable with me assisting him?

You don't strike me as that type.

Women constantly do that-- sell themselves short.

I did my research on you, and your career was on the rise

before you decided to step back.

Women also always do that.

I-I know you had a good reason.

But maybe after today,

you could put all that behind you.

Remember why you're here, Thony.

- Are you ready? - Yes.

♪

[engine turning over, sirens wailing]

♪

[horn honks, sirens chirp]

SWAT OFFICER: Move, move, move!

Turn it off!

Let's see your hands!

Go on the other side.

Turn the engine off and hands out the window!

Do not move!

We have a warrant to search this trailer.

- Is it unlocked? - PERSON: Yeah, got it open.

All right, here we go. Here we go!

Looks like Christmas came early, huh?

♪

- You boys ready? - SWAT OFFICER: Yes, sir.

♪

Anything? You got anything?

- No. Nothing. - No?

Keep looking.

SWAT OFFICER 1: Watermelons in mine!

[Garrett sighs]

SWAT OFFICER 2: Cantaloupe over here.

What did Santa bring you, Garrett?

♪

[yells]

[breathing heavily]

♪

Hey, follow me.

We're gonna unload these guns up at that farm.

Don't tell anybody where they're being kept.

- You understand? - What about Hayak?

I'll tell him once things cool down.

It's just best if he doesn't know.

♪

CARLOS: All right, let's move out.

♪

[water running]

Hello.

Hello! I'm Dr. Nnamdi.

And you must be Dr. De La Rosa.

Uh, well, you can call me Thony.

Mother Donna told me you're a cardiothoracic surgeon.

Yeah, in the Philippines.

How about you?

Trauma and ortho in Nigeria.

But when I came to the U.S.,

they wanted me to repeat medical school and residency,

start all over.

All that training for nothing.

Until I came here.

Mother Donna give me chance to put my skills to good use.

And I commend you for doing the same.

It's difficult at first, but it gets easier.

Well, I won't be doing this for long.

I'm only here for a few surgeries...

in exchange for help with my son, that's all.

SINGER: ♪ I put up a fight, I put my life on the line ♪

♪ No more livin' the lie, because I'm drawing the line ♪

♪ One step, two step, I keep walking the rope ♪

♪ First step, last step, my mentality's "go" ♪

♪ This ain't a balancing act

♪ No

♪ This is my life and my path ♪

♪ Go

♪ I put the world on my back

♪ Go

♪ And walk the line in this track ♪

♪ Go

♪ I'm walking on a tightrope

♪ every step I'm scared I might choke ♪

♪ Toe to toe I'm on this tightrope ♪

♪ Gotta walk the line, gotta walk the line ♪

SINGER 2: ♪ I've been on a tightrope

♪ Walking the line

♪ Between six feet under and the sky ♪

♪ I've been...

The patient will be here shortly.

♪

ISABEL: You tell everyone that you started with nothing,

that you worked so hard to get ahead.

I did.

That you're the American Dream.

That's all true.

So then tell me, why is the FBI circling you?

Arresting your clients?

I'm not responsible for my clients' actions.

But, Dad, you invited them to my wedding.

You know, I thought their gifts were way too generous,

and now I realize they were payouts, weren't they?

- Dirty money? - It's nothing like that.

Then why did the FBI raid your trucks?

They found nothing but produce.

But what were they looking for, Dad?

What are you shipping?

Em Seeroonas, please.

Don't! [speaking Armenian]

Just tell me the truth.

[indistinct chatter]

Sorry, should I come back, or...

No, it's fine. We're done.

- At least I am. - [speaking Armenian]

I want nothing to do with your businesses anymore.

[speaking Armenian]

[chatter stops]

Would you like me to talk to her?

No, she-- she needs time to calm down.

Yeah.

We took a big chance moving my guns.

You saved my ass. I won't forget that.

Thank you, but...

you taught me how to make those moves.

[chuckles]

Yeah.

I will talk to Isabel,

to stay out of your way in the club.

And we will talk about the hotel and casino later.

[door opens, closes]

[dramatic music]

♪

Wait, this child is too young to have a kidney removed.

We don't get to choose who lands on the table.

No, but we can choose who we operate on.

Trust me, you don't want to upset Mother Donna.

♪

[door opens]

We can't remove a child's kidney

as a way to pay for her crossing!

It's Lizzie's family's way

of affording her American Dream.

Who are we to rob them of that?

Well, it's not their decision to make.

And if there are any complications, she could die!

It was either this or leave her

in one of the orphanages that service the cartels.

At least this way,

they get to take care of their daughter.

You need to see it from their point of view.

- Mm-hmm. - And I am sure

that you have already taken some pretty dark measures

to save your son.

Do you want Dr. Nnamdi to open for you?

No.

I'm not operating on a child for you.

Even if it saves your own child?

[tense music]

♪

I won't do this.

It's not right.

We have an agreement.

And if you walk out that door now, our deal is off.

Think of your son...

because if you don't,

this moment is gonna be replaying in your head

for the rest of your life.

♪

[elevator bell dings]

[tense music]

GARRETT: It just doesn't add up.

I mean, how is it that 12 FBI agents

searched the Barsamian trucks and their depot

and we still come up empty?

Your informant had a bad tip.

They all can't be home runs.

No.

It's either coincidence or conspiracy.

And we were taught in the Academy

never to believe in coincidence.

Wait, or, no, was that my undergrad philosophy class?

I don't know. Either way...

You know what I think?

They're playing me...

both Thony and Arman.

So if she's burned,

maybe it's time we cut her loose.

Or we do the exact opposite.

Hear me out, all right?

If Arman is feeding us false information through Thony,

that means we can use her

to feed false information right back.

[scoffs] God, I'm good.

- Game on, huh? - Yeah.

♪

[broom sweeping]

[Thony sniffles]

[sniffles]

I thought you'd requested the next few days off.

I won't need them.

What happened?

[sighs] It--it didn't work out with the broker.

[sobbing]

Hey. Hey.

- [continues sobbing] - Give--give it to me.

Come on.

[crying]

Come here.

[continues crying]

[sniffles] I just want to be able to--

to hold Luca without thinking

it's gonna be the last time.

You know?

I just want him to run in the park

and be happy and free.

[sobs] Why can't he just have what every other kid has?

Why--why does it always have to be so hard?

[sobbing]

[dramatic music]

♪

It's okay.

We'll find another way. All right?

♪

Okay.

♪

[breathing heavily]

♪

[sighs, sniffles]

♪

[door closes]

♪

Fi, you okay?

What happened?

Look who's here.

- Come on. - What?

FIONA: Look who's here!

♪

Marco!

♪

How did you get here?

They approved my appeal for the visa.

Daddy's home! Daddy's home! Daddy's home!

[laughing] Yes, Daddy's here.

Ay.

LUCA: Daddy's home! Daddy's home!

♪

[monkeys chattering]