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Previously on "Falling Water"...
My pods allow dreamers
to connect with anyone, anywhere.
Lainie?
They won't let me go.
We found the girl from the dream.
We're talking human trafficking
and the murder of a reporter...
...by a politician
to keep it all from getting out.
This isn't just about Shadowman anymore.
This is a full-on conspiracy.
We put this out tomorrow,
there's no way Harding's campaign can survive
this kind of a scandal.
What kind of man are you?
It didn't have to go down that way.
Bullshit it didn't.
You're under the false assumption that you're the one
in control of things.
Go home and wait for your next assignment
like a good little boy.
There's someone out there
who's entering people's dreams
and manipulating them to commit murder.
I killed my wife, but God help me,
- I don't know why. - Why?
To strip you of everything...
like you did to me.
I can hear you! Who's there?
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Alex?
Alex?
- Hey. - You okay?
Your cell phone's been off.
Yeah. That's because I turned it off.
You're in the same clothes you wore yesterday.
I didn't realize we had a fashion shoot today.
- What's your problem? - No problem.
Just, you know, want to know why
you're sleeping in a holding cell.
Because...
Because I'm worried about what this dream asshole
might make me do to myself... or worse, to Christy.
If this guy's real, after what he did to you
and Sabine and your mother, I'm not taking any chances.
- Alex... - And before you start talking
with that guilty look on your face, don't.
I'm not your problem.
I'm fine.
You got enough on your plate.
But anyway, I'm up
and in desperate need of coffee.
We need to follow up on this Ralston recording.
The problem is, everything we have
- on Taylor Bennett... - Yeah, is circumstantial
and hearsay. I know.
And the whole dance ends
with the reporter and Ralston pushing daisies
after they each off themselves.
A seeming cluster of dead ends.
And dead people.
There's nothing that ties any of this to the killer.
So unless we find a witness to something... anything...
we got nothing.
You're absolutely right.
A witness is exactly what we need.
Come on.
♪ All the money ♪
- Lainie? - ♪ I ever spent ♪
Are you in there?
♪ I spent it in good company ♪
It's okay, Lainie. You don't need to be afraid.
You're safe now.
♪ Good night ♪
♪ And joy be with you all ♪
♪ Good night ♪
♪ And joy be with you all ♪
Lainie? Where are you?
You're okay.
Then why can't I wake up?
You've been drugged. But you're safe now.
Burton and I, we found you.
Some people were trying to sell you.
I don't believe you. I wanna wake up.
If I'm safe, then help me wake up.
The drug has to wear off.
I don't believe you. I want to wake up now.
I wanna wake up now.
Do you hear me? I wanna wake up now!
Lainie. Lainie, where are you?
Lainie, you can trust me.
Please, Lainie.
- Want to wake up... - I'll stay with you.
I wanna wake up!
Woody.
Come on, man.
Get up.
You gotta go before Buck comes in.
If he finds out I let you sleep here,
- he'll chew my ass out. - Ugh. Rafferty, please.
It's too early for that kind of imagery.
I'm serious. Wag it and shag it.
How about a face tightener for the road?
Seriously?
You're down in the polls as a direct result
from this recent scandal.
Have you considered dropping out of the race
for the sake of your family?
I appreciate your concern,
but my family is doing just fine.
I've discussed this with my husband,
and he agrees.
We cannot bow to the gutter tactics
of the Whittaker campaign.
We must continue to fight for the issues
that the people of New York care about.
And what about your daughter Amelia?
How does she feel?
She's working through this.
We...
You ever wake up some days
and realize you're just a goddamn asshole?
My old man used to say...
"If you always do what you've always done...
you'll always get what you've always gotten."
He sounds like an asshole too.
Yeah, but he got it right.
Don't like who you are,
do something different.
So, she's just basically sleeping?
Sort of. But she's fine.
She... is one of us, right?
Yeah.
She is.
She was kidnapped,
and then... you rescued her like me?
Yeah. Like you.
- Bill. - You said you'd call.
I'm sorry.
How is she?
She's still sleeping, but I think she's okay.
I'm coming over there.
She needs to see a familiar face
when she wakes up. Where are you?
No.
No, give her a chance to get her bearings.
I need to make this right, Tess.
You have. We found her with your help,
and now she's safe.
I'll call you back when she's awake.
Hey, what are you...
Dad?
What are you doing here?
Mom says you're not supposed to see me.
I know, I just...
I just really needed to.
I miss you, Peanut.
I miss you too.
How's the new school?
How do you think it is? It's new.
I got you something.
What's this?
Figured you're gonna need a computer for NYU, right?
I'm not...
I'm not going to NYU, Dad.
Mom didn't tell you?
What?
Well, what happened? I thought...
The scholarship didn't come through,
and Mom says a loan is out of the question.
I'll be lucky if I can go
to a community college at this point.
Well, you earned a spot there.
You deserve it.
I'm gonna call them.
I'll talk to them.
It doesn't work like that, Dad.
Well, let me see what I can do.
And I'm going to see about getting our house back too.
How's that gonna happen?
How's any of it gonna happen?
I've been working.
- Really hard. - Doing what?
Consulting.
For who?
For some... important people.
And I have a feeling that...
they might be able to convince NYU to have a change of heart.
Really?
You have my word on it, Peanut.
Come here.
- I love you. - I love you too.
Okay.
Have a good day at school, Peanut.
Thanks, Dad.
Hair of the dog?
Yes.
I got carried away last night...
celebrating Whittaker's poll numbers.
No hard feelings, then? About Harding.
Politics is a contact sport.
If you don't want to get bruised,
you shouldn't get on the field, right?
Now, my concerns about the way you handled it were...
purely tactical.
And obviously, I was a fool to question your judgment.
Well, I think you know
I'm more of a shock and awe kind of gal.
We needed to take advantage of Harding's gender.
If she were a man, none of this would matter.
But this election's only the beginning, huh?
Who knows?
Someday, we might be pulling the strings
of someone holding the keys to the White House,
and there will always be a place on the team
for someone with your unique abilities.
Well, I am a patriot.
And full disclosure about my "unique abilities":
I've only showed you the tip of the iceberg.
Good to know.
As a matter of fact, I have a new assignment for you.
There are rumblings
of a former Whittaker intern planning to surface
with sexual harassment accusations.
Well, what convenient timing.
Harding's people must have put her up to it.
We need to crush this thing ASAP.
I'm glad to see we're on the same page.
I'm sure the little harlot's bound to have
some soiled lingerie in her closet.
- And you want me to find it. - Exactly.
That's all her pertinent personal information.
You'll need to work quickly.
And, as always, success will be rewarded handsomely.
Consider it done.
Excellent. Your car's out front.
- They're in there? - Yeah, but Alex, hold on.
Hold on. You trust me, right?
Of course I trust you. What kind of question is that?
Because I trust them.
Okay, I'll try not to embarrass you
in front of your friends.
- Burton, right? - That's me.
- Nice to meet you too. - She's fired up about this.
- I hadn't noticed. - Can you confirm
you have a kidnapping victim in your custody
- and in this apartment? - Yes,
- I can confirm that. - You can't sequester
a kidnapping victim until you decide
she's ready to talk to a State's attorney.
You want me to list everything that's wrong with that?
Should I start with the legal things
- or the ethical things? - Okay, relax, Alex.
She's been heavily sedated. We don't know for how long,
and she can't make a statement until she's fully coherent.
Yeah, and we're not convinced
that putting her on anyone's radar...
authorities or not... is a safe move.
Her abilities made her a commodity.
But if the people that took her get wind that she's willing
- to testify... - If she's willing to testify.
- If. - Yes.
If she's willing to testify,
then we might as well paint a target on her back.
Fine, but I want to talk to her.
You will, just not yet.
Like Taka said, she's still unconscious.
When she wakes up,
she's gonna be frightened and confused.
She's been through a lot.
And that's not even accounting for what we saw in her dreams.
Hold up. What you saw in her dreams?
Does that mean he can do the dream thing too?
Yeah. Tess as well.
So we're just gonna tell everyone now?
Seriously, am I the only one who can't do this?
Brutus.
Relax.
Sorry. You scared him.
We don't allow pets in here, Ms. Bennett.
- It's been a while. - Well, I've been busy.
You locked me out of your data bank, Bill.
Your system says my password expired.
Sure. There's an automatic lockout
after a certain period of time.
It's been months since you've expressed any interest
in providing financing.
The data's for investors, which you are not.
Well, I am very eager to open my checkbook...
as long as you can provide some evidence
that these things actually work.
Well, that's great news.
Good. Then you'll...
- reactivate my password. - Absolutely.
As soon as I get the system back up
and a firm commitment from you in writing.
- Tomorrow, then? - Probably.
Let's say "definitely."
Still in touch with Lainie Whicker?
- Who? - Lainie Whicker.
You said you had high hopes for her.
Oh! Yes, Lainie. No, no. She's gone.
- She disappeared. - Did she?
Yeah, she just disappeared.
She didn't leave any contact information.
Not even a good-bye note.
- That's disappointing. - It is.
She had a lot of potential.
Hmm.
You know, we can't just make a run at Bennett.
We don't have enough.
And when the victim wakes up...
Her name is Lainie.
When Lainie wakes up,
we have no idea what she's gonna remember,
- if anything. - For now,
we stick with the plan. As soon as she's conscious
and coherent, we get her to a State's attorney
- we can trust. - But we do it
when she's ready. Not a second before.
In the meantime, we need to start
fortifying our case against Bennett,
rattle some cages.
And I think we start with the one
who's already shook up: Nicholas Hull.
Who's that?
He runs a financial firm Burton used to work for.
They were the ones brokering the deal to sell my son.
And you worked for them?
I did,
only until I realized what they had their hands into.
I've been trying to burn the place down ever since.
Listen, Taka and I are putting our jobs on the line
by not calling this in right now.
So, Taka, one of us needs to be here
when Lainie wakes up, so I'm staying.
No. Out of the question.
- Excuse me? - She's gonna be terrified
when she wakes up. I'll handle it.
She knows me from her dreams.
I'll tell you when you can come back.
Okay, it's not up to you if I'm here or not.
She's a victim. I'm a cop.
She's my responsibility,
and this is my case.
She's not a case. She's a person.
We need to get her on the record.
We've wasted enough time.
Who knows how long ago she was taken
and what happened to her?
The kidnapping case is cold enough as is.
We can't even do a rape kit on her at this point.
What are you talking about?
If this trafficking business is real,
statistically there's a 60% chance
she was about to be or already was
part of a sex ring.
- That's not what this is. - And you're sure about that?
No. The only certainty
is that Lainie is one of us
and she was taken against her will.
Look, Alex will hang back
until you think it's okay to talk to Lainie,
but I think she should stay.
Okay.
But no questions till I say so...
until she's ready.
No.
Alex, come on.
Fine.
- Mom! - Yeah, sweetie?
Mom, she's awake.
What the hell?
She's been getting fed off an IV
for who knows how long. You have to take it slow.
Look at her nails... the polish.
That's gotta be at least a month's growth.
What is she talking about?
I thought we agreed you were gonna hang back.
We agreed no questions. I'm making statements.
It's okay, Lainie.
We're just trying to figure out what happened to you.
I just wanna get out of here.
I hear you, but you need to rest.
This is important.
Try to think back to when you were taken.
What's... what's the last thing you remember?
I don't know.
I was alone, I think.
A movie. I was at a movie.
- Okay. - An old one.
Do you remember where? What movie?
The Quad Theaters.
It was a foreign movie, but it was in English.
"The Last" something.
"The Last Wave." Is that it?
Y... yes? Yeah, I think so.
"The Last Wave" played at the Quad almost six weeks ago.
That's impossible.
It feels like it was just a couple of days ago.
Bill Boerg.
- Who? - Bill Boerg.
He must have something to do with this.
That guy's an asshole.
I won't argue with you on that.
Anything's possible with Boerg,
but he did help us find you.
He did?
Of course he did. He just wants me back
in one of his stupid pods, dreaming for him.
You realize all we have on Hull is hearsay
and a check that came from a shell corporation.
He doesn't know that, nor does he need to.
Well, now you're thinking like a cop.
If we're right about his connection to Bennett,
it won't matter anyway. Chances are,
Bennett will come after us before the day's out.
Good. I'll count on it.
...Nothing to protect themselves.
You're talking about Whittaker?
I told you, Whittaker is nothing.
The people behind Whittaker?
Can you give a name, Doctor?
- Taylor Bennett. - How do you...
Recognize the voice?
Well, first, let me just say,
you've got a serious set of stones
coming here, Burton.
- And yet, you let us in. - I'm intrigued...
to see what else you might use to absolve yourself
of whatever it is you need to absolve yourself of.
It worked so well last time with the FBI.
I asked you a question, Mr. Hull.
Do I recognize the voice? I do not.
- He used to work for you. - Many people work for me.
This one ended up dead.
I do have to admire your tenacity, Burton.
That's why I hired you in the first place.
I admire your optimism, misplaced as it is.
You know, I find it curious that you wouldn't know
about someone who received as much compensation
as Dr. Ralston did.
You know, but then again, perhaps our witness was
mistaken when she connected you with those payments...
before she was abducted, drugged,
and unlawfully detained by said doctor.
You might just consider asking Taylor Bennett
about this, Detective.
It was her name I heard on the recording, not mine.
True enough.
But once that arrest warrant issues on her for kidnapping,
she'll start naming names to chip years off her sentence.
The early bird gets the deal, Mr. Hull.
The rest get hard time.
So, roll on Bennett and you could spend your time
at Club Fed rather than Sing Sing.
If you two think that you have... what it takes
to bring me down this time,
please, be my guest.
Until then, I have a company to run, so...
I'm still nauseous.
It'll pass. It's probably the drugs.
I'll leave it here.
Was that your son in here? Earlier?
James.
I feel like I saw him in a dream once.
It's possible.
I know I saw you and that other guy.
Burton.
You found me, right? At Evallyse?
My castle. Evallyse.
That's right.
That's how we found you in the real world too.
So you're dreamers.
- We are. - Her too?
- No. - I didn't think so.
Why do you keep staring at me?
You're kind of the star of the show here, kid.
I'm just making sure you're okay,
that you're safe.
Is there anyone I can call for you?
No.
Any family? Your parents?
I don't have any family...
at least, none I want to go back to.
We should try and shake anything else out
you can remember.
Maybe the people who abducted you.
How many there were, or what they looked like.
How do I even know you're really a cop?
You wanna play with my badge? Would that help?
You guys could be the people who kidnapped me
for all I know.
Lainie, we rescued you
because we wanted to protect you.
- That's all. - Then I'm free to go.
Of course you're free to go.
But... I hope you don't. You can help us
get the people who did this to you,
and... and maybe stop them from doing it to someone else.
I know how you feel.
What you've been through is... inhuman.
We've been through a lot too, my son and I.
That's why we all care so much about what happens to you.
Maybe we're special because of what we can do,
but we're still people.
We're not property to be bought and sold.
No one is.
We need your help to make these bastards pay.
We don't have to be victims.
What happened after you left Bill Boerg's place?
I was so stupid.
Some guy... he didn't tell me his name.
I didn't ask. I didn't care...
handed me $25,000 in cash
and offered me another $250,000
just to go overseas for a few months
and dream with some sheikh or something.
I said yes. I mean, who wouldn't?
I moved out of my apartment.
I donated all my crap. I was all set to go.
It's the perfect plan.
They let you make it look like you packed up and moved,
then they took you.
Okay. Your turn.
- What? - You said that
you and your boy had been through a lot,
that we're the same, that you understand.
They stole my life.
Weeks gone.
God only knows what they did to me.
So tell me, what's so terrible that happened to you?
What is it?
- Tess. - What's going on?
I think I know why they kidnapped her...
why they drugged her.
What the hell is going on?
I'm sorry, Lainie. I'll be back.
- I'm sorry. - Tess, where are you going?
Tess!
I feel like I'm back in the Stone Age.
- Who's this? - It's Bill.
We've got a problem.
Taylor Bennett just came to my office.
- What did she want? - Well, she wanted to know
if I'd been in touch with Lainie Whicker.
- And what did you tell her? - I handled it.
I said that I hadn't been in touch with her
and I had no idea where she'd went.
Did she believe you?
Maybe, but if she suspects anything,
then we could be in danger, especially Lainie.
If she suspected something,
we wouldn't be talking right now.
Yeah, I'd try to stay awake if I was you.
You don't think she'd send that Shadow guy after me?
Just put on a pot of coffee and we'll be there.
Okay, I'll never sleep again. That sounds like a great plan.
Listen...
take care of Lainie.
Okay? Protect her. That is what matters right now.
We will. Talk to you soon.
So Bennett's been sniffing around Boerg.
Asking questions about Lainie.
She was one of Bill's test subjects.
It makes sense that Bennett's
been pushing him for information.
Yeah, but what if there's more to it than that?
What, do you think he's hiding something?
Bill's always hiding something.
Tess, what the hell is going on?
Where did you go?
I'll tell you. Just give me a moment.
Hey. How are you feeling?
- Better. - Have you eaten?
- Not really - Are you still nauseous?
You're starting to freak me out, lady.
Okay. You said "God only knows
what they did" to you. And we don't know.
But we have to find out.
So... I don't know how else to say it,
so I'm just gonna...
I think you're pregnant.
What are you talking about? That's impossible.
I don't know why I didn't think about this before.
A dreamer, the lost time,
your nausea, and the fact that, uh...
the fact that this happened to me...
eight years ago.
What?
I lost an entire year of my life,
every bit of it gone from my memory,
except... this one thing.
This thing that kept me from giving up on everything.
This vague, almost unseeable image
of... my boy.
This is crazy.
I don't want this to be true, but we need to know.
So, what's the game plan, Taylor?
"Game plan"? Nicky, we don't need
a game plan. Everything's under control.
I was the one who was unceremoniously
marched out of his office in handcuffs
not too long ago, if you recall.
And yet, there you are,
back in your cozy little office.
They obviously have no prosecutable evidence on you.
Well, it seems like they know
a lot more than they're saying,
especially about your connection
to us and our mutual interests.
A recording without corroboration
is nothing more than gossip.
There are layers and layers separating my name
from all of this.
There are, right?
Of course.
Then it's still just our little secret.
When I first got my detective badge,
I was assigned to a sex crimes unit.
Spent two years before I...
couldn't take it anymore.
You don't expect it, you know? You think, "Crime is crime."
You steel yourself against it. You've been trained for it.
But the women I saw...
abused and raped and forgotten.
Most of them just... bury the pain and the horror
deep insides themselves, but it... never goes away.
It's always there, right under the surface,
just... waiting to explode.
That's why I went into homicide.
I realized, sometimes the dead got it made.
If this test is positive...
whoever we saved her from, they'll never stop looking
for her until they find that baby.
Not if I can help it.
How about that?
We finally agree on something.
No, I have no further comment on this today,
ladies and gentlemen.
The voters will decide
on who the best man for the job of leading the city is.
That's it. Thank you.
Nope, nope.
Only the voters are speaking. Not me.
Is there something else?
There is, actually.
Yes?
I would like to ask for a favor.
Go on.
It's my daughter.
Emily.
Oh, of course you know everything, don't you?
What about your daughter, Mr. Dolan?
Well, it's just that she got accepted into NYU.
Congratulations.
Yes, but unfortunately,
the scholarship she was expecting
did not materialize.
I realize that it's a long shot, but...
I was hoping you might have a way to persuade
the scholarship office to reconsider
their decision about my daughter.
I'm sorry if I've overstepped my...
You have done very good work for us, Mr. Dolan.
Thank you.
If you continue to please management,
the possibilities are endless.
So you'll consider it, at least?
We'll discuss this further
after you complete your next assignment.
Thank you. I won't let you down.
The 2020 presidential election is coming to a close.
Richard, back to you.
And we have another state's result coming in,
and this is a big one, folks.
We are projecting that the state of Ohio
and their 18 electoral votes will be going to...
New York Mayor, Phillip Whittaker.
Yes!
Yes!
- Oh, my gosh. - Whittaker!
- Whittaker! - Whittaker! Whittaker!
You did it, big guy.
I knew you had it in you.
What... what are you doing here?
You invited me. Don't you remember?
- No. - And I've got a very special
surprise for you, so... come with me, Mr. President.
You're gonna love this part.
I'm gonna remember you, Woody,
when it comes time to... to naming my cabinet.
Well, hello, ladies.
POTUS is in the house.
You did good work today.
Thanks. You too.
We're gonna get this Taylor Bennett.
We're close. I can feel it.
And she's gonna lead us right to the asshole
who did this to you and Sabine
and your mother.
Where are you going?
The precinct's the other way.
Nah, you're sleeping at my place tonight.
I'll take the couch.
I already told you, Taka. This isn't your problem.
Besides, Christy's gonna get all...
I already talked to her.
Wait, you told her I was gonna sleep
at your apartment because I'm afraid my dreams
will be invaded by a madman?
No, I told her we had an all-night stakeout
and that I owed her a big one. I'm not a complete idiot.
- Taka... - Listen.
We're partners, so that means
your problems are my problems, whether you like it or not.
You're gonna get a good night's rest,
and I'm gonna be there.
No one's getting into your dreams tonight.
Great. Our first sleepover.
I can't wait for the pillow fight.
Idiot.
- Hey. - Hey.
- James okay? - Yeah.
He's out cold, snoring like a little bear.
Thanks for letting him sleep in your room.
Of course.
You should try getting some sleep yourself.
I tried.
Didn't take.
What's going on?
Tess? Talk to me.
- I'm sorry. - No, it's okay.
It's okay. What is it?
You know, all this time, I've been...
I've been like a mad dog looking for James,
and... Thinking I was crazy.
And then when I finally found him,
it all became about...
making up for lost times
and then... building him the life he deserves.
But now, with Lainie,
I realize there's a lot I don't know.
And I've been convincing myself it didn't matter,
but...
What happened to me?
Why can't I remember any of it?
Listen to me.
I'll help you. Okay?
You don't have to do this alone.
Let's find out what happened to you.
- What happened? - Oh, a goddamn mess
is what happened.
Guy took a nose dive.
So what am I doing here?
Eh, we're peeling the onion already,
and guess whose name was on the sign-in sheet
at his office yesterday?
You wanna tell me why this guy had the pleasure
of your company 18 hours ago?
It's all finished up down here?
Yeah, I got to get a few more shots, and...
- Dad. - Hi, Peanut.
You're not going to believe it.
I just got an email from NYU.
The scholarship people, they said they made a mistake.
I got it.
A full ride! I'm going to NYU!
That's so wonderful, Peanut.
I'm so proud of you.
- I love you. - Love you too, Dad.
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