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-Previously on "Shut Eye"...

- I need to get some property from my safe deposit box.

- Be right back. - Don't go anywhere.

- Where's Gina? - 2412 Craig Street, then LAX.

- She told me to tell you no hard feelings.

- Which one of these pricks wants to kill me?

- They all want to kill you. [ Gunshots ]

-I knew you'd expose the Judas.

-Fuck you!

- I know from where the poison springs.

-You should leave him.

- To this end, I decree a marriage

between Fonso's eldest, Drina,

and White Tony's son, Little Tony.

Let the peace begin. - Hello!

White Tony sent us to do the install.

- What the hell are you talking about?

- Security cameras in your office.

- You work for White Tony now. - I'm not doing this.

- It's sweet that you think you got a choice in the matter.

-We found Emma's phone.

It died on a bus in Bakersfield,

but we got Emma's text login,

and you sent her a message, "Sorry."

What was it that you had to be sorry about?

- I miss her! - Emma's dead.

They found her buried in the Angeles Crest Mountains.

- Your boy and two friends were up in the woods.

Booze, weed. - [ Retches ]

- There'll be a court date and a fine.

- Don't forget your passport. - Who the fuck are you?

-I'll pack it for you.

- I saw an opportunity and I took it.

-What would I do?

- I'm having these visions. - What's wrong?

-I can see the future, Linda.

[ Birds chirping ]

- First day off suspension, you should be on time.

An "I fucked up" expression also helps.

-I think I have the flu.

- You got a hangover. Come on, let's go.

- Am I supposed to just get up and go to school

and act like none of this ever happened?

- That's a survival skill I learned

when I was younger than you.

Sometimes the next day's all you got.

In and out of the shower as fast as you can, okay?

We'll be out of here in 15.

-[ Sighs ]

-Morning, Paul.

-Mrs. Davies.

-Okay, you're gonna laugh,

but the Protestant in me is feeling guilty

about having all that money that I withdrew

sitting in the safety deposit box.

So I'd like to put it back in my account.

Something wrong?

- You picked that money up yesterday.

- What? No, I didn't.

-Yeah.

You came in with your assistant

and had me open the box so you could get the money.

- What assistant? - You said her name was Laurie.

- Paul, I don't have an assistant.

What is going on here?

Oh, my God.

What have you done with my money?

- I thought this might be nice for the wedding.

- Probably best to keep it in the box.

- It's because of Drina, right? - Yeah.

She doesn't have the same wedding fuzzies you do.

-Yeah.

-You're welcome, by the way.

-About what?

- The $1.7 million I just gifted you.

-What happened to the hypnotist?

-Uh...

I took care of it.

-Why didn't you talk to me?

- Well, I don't need your permission.

-But this is a family business.

-Which I'm in charge of.

-But you do not do murder...

I mean, sometimes, but this is not our way.

-Yeah, well, it's my way.

And it works for me.

-What did you do to her?

[ "Sweet Madelene" by The Bright Light Social Hour plays ]

[ Dogs barking ]

-♫ Space is still the place ♫

♫ The weight of weightless faces faces straight ♫

♫ Faces straight ♫

-[ Grunts ]

- ♫ Our dreams are lies replaced ♫

♫ We reach out past the trace until it's gone ♫

♫ Until it's gone ♫

[ Mobile playing ]

[ Baby crying ]

♫♫

-♫ She said careful ♫

♫ Always careful ♫

♫ Stay close and stay prepared ♫

♫ One slip and you are theirs ♫

♫ You gotta walk ♫

- ♫ Walk on well-lighted streets ♫

- ♫ Walk on well-lighted streets ♫

- ♫ Walk on well-lighted streets ♫

- ♫ Look twice at everyone I meet ♫

- How is he? - He's fine.

School's the best place for him.

-[ Sighs ]

-How are you?

-She's in there.

- You... You brought her in the house?

- Well, I can't very well drag her out in the middle of the day

and stuff her in the back of my trunk.

I called Eduardo.

He's coming.

What was your plan, exactly?

You'd go after Nadine, and then what?

You and Little Miss Sunshine would sail off to

a tropical paradise, abandon your son,

leave me holding the bag with Fonso?

Was that it? Was that your plan?

But you got played.

You let somebody else handle the money.

It's fucking amateur hour. [ Doorbell rings ]

That's Eduardo.

-[ Sighs ]

-Hey, hey.

[ Door closes ]

- What was all that bullshit about last night?

-It's pretty clear.

Fonso just wants his property back.

- He's got a funny way of showing it.

-He's a funny man.

- [ Laughs ] I won't lie, though.

That was pretty sweet when you decked him.

-[ Laughs ]

- Even though he is about to be part of the family.

This fucking wedding, costing me a fortune.

Okay, for starters,

I have to rent out the place for the whole fucking weekend.

- Mm. - Right?

And then throw in the live band,

all the food and beverage, tux rentals,

not to mention two dozen cousins

that I got to fly in from overseas.

- Sounds like a hell of a party. - You got it, boyo,

and I got to pay for it,

which is why, as my two newest employees,

you got to start producing.

- You think we're not producing? - I know you're not producing.

I wake up this morning, look at the feed from these two cameras,

what do I see? Empty fucking chair.

- Business is better for us in the afternoons.

- Yeah, but I need paying customers

rolling through that door all day long.

You got to start advertising.

Create some kind of online presence,

increase your visibility.

You see my spot?

- We just have never done that before.

-Well, it's a new day, you know.

I don't care what Fonso did before.

I'm a hands-on kind of businessman.

- You want us to earn, we're no good to you dead.

-No, that's right.

I'm the only thing standing between you

and a disemboweling from that nut bar.

- You take care of us, we'll take care of you.

-[ Sighs ]

You're protected.

But let's be very clear about our relationship here.

You ever steal from me or short me on a payment

or run a con behind my back,

or even think about laying a finger on me personally,

you'll wish you were dead.

[ Door opens, closes ]

-I feel so ridiculous.

I don't remember any of this.

-And yet, there you are.

-There I am.

-You got hustled, Mrs. Davies.

I'm betting most of yesterday is a blur.

-It is.

- You ever hear of a drug called scopolamine?

-No.

- It robs a victim of their free will,

messes with their memory.

What's the last thing you remember?

-Someone was at my front door.

Her.

- You recognize this woman? Have you seen her before?

-Yes.

Her name is, um, Gina... something.

She works with this couple, a psychic and his wife.

- These people have a name? - The Haverfords.

Charlie and Linda Haverford.

-Thank you.

- So, we're lying to the school now?

I was at the dentist last week. - Yeah, I didn't think

that dress shopping would count as an excused absence.

-I already have a dress.

- You know you need three for a Roma wedding.

-Are you coming?

-Nope.

It's just gonna be you and Simza.

-Dad, I fucking hate her.

-[ Sighs ]

Listen.

She's gonna be your sakra, all right?

I'm trying to make this easier for you.

-How?

- Well, she wanted to take you all day.

I said no. - How noble.

- Listen, just go to the store with her,

help her find a dress that represents her family,

and get it over with.

- Just let her pick. I don't need to be there.

- Drina, please, Jesus, if your mother was here,

she'd be doing all this.

But she's not.

She's not.

And I can't.

-Mr. Marks!

Hi.

Dr. Shields, Gina's English comp teacher.

- Yeah, how you doing? - Great.

I'm just sorry we won't get

to hear Drina read her poem on Saturday.

-I didn't even tell them.

- Drina, you don't have to be embarrassed.

Your daughter is a beautiful writer.

We had her slotted to read in a prime-time spot

at ArtsFest this weekend.

You sure you can't make it?

-She has a prior obligation.

-It's kind of a big deal.

Schools from all over the state.

-Yeah, it's a family matter.

Unavoidable.

- All right. Maybe next year.

-Wouldn't miss it for the world.

-Detective.

Talk to me about Emma Gilbert.

Tox report says she died of an overdose.

Scopolamine, right? - Yeah, why?

Bank robbery yesterday.

Older woman's the victim, doesn't remember a thing.

Girl on the tape works with our friends the Haverfords.

- Well, I was just about to pay them a visit.

- What for? - Coroner called.

Rape kit came back positive.

Semen in the vagina.

I need a swab from that kid.

- [ Scoffs ] Good luck with that.

- As a friendly gesture, why don't you come with me?

Jackson's out sick. I'll show you how Julie does it.

-[ Groans ]

[ Cellphone buzzing ]

Yeah? - Hi.

I left you like four messages. Are you okay?

-Yeah, fine, just a little sick.

What do you need?

-Your son, you said...

You said that he was in trouble.

- It wasn't him. He's fine.

It's something else.

-What was it?

[ Baby crying ]

Hello?

[ Monitor beeping ]

Charlie, can you hear me? Hello?

-Yeah, sorry.

I think you might be pregnant.

-[ Laughs ]

Hello?

[ Doorbell ringing ]

-Charlie, the door.

-Good afternoon.

We'd like a swab of your son's DNA.

- Why? - Semen inside Emma Gilbert.

Young lady last seen alive in this house.

I'm sure you're down with the basic biology.

Semen inside the victim means

she had sex with someone before she died.

-Nick's not here.

- And even if he was, you're not talking to him.

- This goes a lot easier if you cooperate.

-You already ambushed him once.

- Guess a friendly gesture doesn't go as far as it used to.

♫♫

[ Vehicle approaching ]

[ Car doors close ]

- Life, most of life, is about choices...

Good and bad, right and wrong.

-Okay.

- Sometimes bad people make good choices.

Sometimes good people make bad choices.

-Did you and Emma have sex?

- We need to know exactly what happened

between you and that girl.

-I don't want to talk about it.

- Son, the police came here this morning.

They found semen inside of Emma,

and they want to take a sample of your DNA

to see if there was a match.

You need to tell us.

-Is there gonna be a match?

-[ Inhales shakily ]

We just did the one thing.

She wanted to.

We had sex.

Kind of. It was weird and sloppy,

and there were people in the house.

I don't want to talk about this. - You have to, son.

-It was her idea!

She said we could hook up if I wanted to, so we did.

Then she said I had to go and get some morning after pill,

and that's what was in the bag you were teasing me about.

I would never hurt her, I swear. - I know. I know that, son.

- Honey, you're gonna have to tell this to a lawyer.

- A lawyer? I didn't do anything.

- Nick, everything is gonna be all right.

We're gonna work through this.

-All I did was like a girl!

[ Doorbell rings ]

- You were supposed to be here this morning.

- You think I should have hopped to faster?

- No, my son is here. We have to work around him.

Where are your guys?

.srt Extracted, Resynced by Dan4Jem, XII.MMXVI