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[Vincent] Previously on
Beauty and the Beast...

-Will you marry me?
-Yes.

[laughs]

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

[Tess] Kiss her. You're married.

[laughing and cheering]

[whooping]

-Are you a doctor?
-I'm the EMT who brought you in.

-Kyle.
-Nice to meet you. I'm Heather.

-I know. I brought you in.
-Oh.

[both laughing]

What's going on?

Oh, you know, just people
getting skinned alive, beast hunters.

Beast hunters?

I don't know anything about... beasts.

Seeing as someone's willing
to pay $5 million to capture one.

There's a bounty?

-One mystery buyer puts out a bounty.
-Yeah, but he was close.

-He has no idea it's me.
-I guess our work's not done yet.

Will it ever be?

["Dreamers" playing]

Okay. Uh...

Jogging a little fast here,
aren't we, Vincent?

[pants]

Not exactly newlywed bonding time.

Can we slow down a little bit, Vincent?

Vincent.

Vincent, wait. Stop!

[talking quietly and laughing]

What are you thinking?
Somebody could have seen you.

Yes, I know, okay?
I just... I got distracted.

By the bounty.

What happened? I thought you said
you weren't worried about that?

Yeah, well, that was until I slept on it.

Or, more to the point,
that I didn't sleep. At all.

Look, I know that we have handled worse,
and I know that we can handle anything.

But?

I don't know.

I just, I guess I'm worried

about dragging everybody back
into this whole,

people chasing me thing again.

Okay, first of all,
whoever's behind this bounty

doesn't know that you're a beast yet,
so we still have time.

And, second, I love you.

And I know who and what you were
when I married you.

I know who I married too,

and she's not the kind of girl
who wants to keep defining herself

by protecting her husband all the time.

I'm not and I won't.

Look, last week you saved me
and you gave me a pep talk,

so it's my turn to save and pep you.

[laughs] We are going to get through this,
like you said, and then we will move on.

Have you heard from JT?

Has he said anything
about getting any leads

on who might be after me this time?

-I'm not saying.
-What?

Listen, I've been thinking that maybe
you should let me take lead for a while.

If anything comes up,
I will tell you, I promise,

but we can't have you
blurring around the city all upset.

Just go back to work, be normal.

-So, what, you're benching me?
-Yes. Yes, I am.

And hopefully, with any luck,
JT has already found something.

-All right?
-All right.

-Lead the way.
-Huh.

-I can't find anything.
-That's why you got to label boxes.

So when you're looking for something,
you can find it.

-Where's my other shoe?
-By the door.

You would think
I was entering a beauty pageant

instead of getting a new headshot
for the precinct Web site.

Hey, this, uh, this blouse,
does it look too bossy?

-JT?
-Definitely hair down.

Hair was three questions ago.

Shouldn't you be grading exams,
finding out about your tenure, packing?

I guess I didn't realize how many
beast buyers could be out there.

DHS gave Cat access
to all their classified files,

arms dealers, drug lords, terrorists.

I mean, who wouldn't want a super soldier
in their back pocket?

Exactly. Could take some time.

All the more reason to try to find
a little balance in our lives, right?

[computer beeping]

Look, I honor what you said

about your whole need to be a part
of something bigger, to help,

-but we matter, too, right?
-Yeah. Yeah.

I mean, we're supposed to be moving
into our new apartment together.

I know. I want that, too,
more than anything. I do.

But I can't just put this on hold either.

I mean, if we don't find out
who's got a bounty on Vincent...

I know, I know. Never mind.

Hey.

I'm not just doing this for Vincent.
I'm doing this for us, too.

'Cause the sooner I can help figure out
who's after him,

the sooner I can focus on packing.

And I think the bossy blouse
is perfect, Captain.

You didn't think I was listening, did you?

No. No, I didn't.

[beeping]

[trilling]

What the hell?

What's happening?

I don't know. I, uh...

The files, they're being downloaded
to another computer.

I think someone's hacking
into Homeland Security.

-[knocking]
-Yeah?

Vincent, the nurse said I could...

-Really?
-Pretty busy here.

Wait, is Catherine okay?
Is something going on?

What? Yeah,
Catherine's fine, I think.

Why? Is there another bounty hunter
after you or something?

How would I know?

Don't ask.

-What's up?
-Oh, you know, same ol', same ol'.

-Kyle's not in today.
-Who?

Okay, fine, maybe I was hoping
to bump into him, you know?

Yeah, well, it's probably better
you don't, all right?

-At least until Catherine...
-[metal clinking]

...finds whoever's after me.

How come you're not helping?

Well, you know,
I'm an exposure risk, apparently,

so I'm just trying to lay low, stay calm.

[clanging]

[sighs] It's not easy.

-I can see that.
-I hate this, you know?

Especially when I'm the target.
It's so not fair on your sister.

She's used to it. No, I...

I mean, she loves you. You know
she would do anything for you.

I know, but I don't want her
to have to do this all the time, you know?

I just want her to be able to do
what she wants to do with her own life.

Yeah, well,
for better or for worse, right?

Anyway, if you happen to run into Kyle...

-Heather, you just met the guy.
-So?

I like him. And he likes me, too.

We've actually texted,
like, a billion times since...

Since your one-night stand?

I was gonna say, "Since he rescued me."

-You don't like him, do you?
-No.

What?

No, no. Look, it's not that.

It's just... I'm grumpy, okay?

So please don't take this the wrong way.

But like your sister said,

this really isn't a great time,
exposure-wise,

to be bringing someone new
into our inner circle.

At least wait until we catch the jerk
who's after me.

What about the next jerk
or the jerk after that?

-[sighs]
-God, Vincent, I'm just saying,

if I have to wait to have
a normal life until you guys...

-Sorry. Sore subject, I know.
-[knocking on door]

Doctor, severe bowel blockage.
Trauma Three.

If you'll excuse me, Heather,
I have a bowel blockage to attend to.

All right.

[door opens]

-[door shuts]
-You enjoy that.

[Catherine] Vincent is busy saving lives.

I don't wanna bother him
with this unless we have to.

Well, we might not have a choice.

Somebody definitely hacked
into DHS computers and stole files,

including the ones that are supposed
to keep his secret a secret.

Can we tell if that's
what they were trying to do?

-That's what I'm trying to find out.
-[door opens]

Who the hell is he?

I'm, uh... I'm with her.

This is Professor Forbes. JT.
He's a friend.

-Of Vincent's. He knows.
-Ah, the computer nerd.

I didn't say "nerd."

This is Deputy Secretary Hill.
He's the man who's been covering for us.

Something that's getting harder
and harder to do

since Agent Russo's murder. And now this.

Other agents are already
all over this hack investigating,

which means you have to beat
the rest of DHS to the punch,

especially if this turns out
to be about Vincent.

Well, is it?

[sighs]

Sorry. I didn't know you were finished.
Um...

I don't know specifically
what the hackers were after yet,

but I do know that they targeted
highly classified, deep cover assets.

And they definitely seem to be looking
for somebody in particular.

-Yeah, but who?
-I don't know yet,

but good news is the files
are heavily encrypted,

which buys us some time to find out.

I don't have time. And neither do you.

It's not just about you
or your husband's ass

on the line anymore, it's mine, too.

I went out on a limb
to protect you people.

Because we saved your ass by bringing down
one of DHS's most wanted,

-which you couldn't do by yourself.
-Which is why I covered for you,

but that was under the condition
it wouldn't become a problem for me.

Do you have any idea what would happen

if the public found out
that DHS was protecting a beast?

If I was?

Okay, look, the chances of this hack

being a coincidence on the heels
of somebody killing

the only other agent
who knew about Vincent are...

they're remote.

-So if you'll just give me access...
-DHS cannot be involved.

-Excuse me?
-I can't risk it.

You'll have to investigate this hack
on your own, and you'll have to do it

before the rest of DHS finds out
what's going on.

What, so if anything goes wrong,
you disavow any knowledge of it?

Look, I covered for you because
it was the right thing to do at the time.

But it is your job to contain it.
Do you understand?

[door opens, closes]

Now what?

[Tess] How'd I get roped into all this?

I feel like I'm sliding back down
the slippery slope.

Translation, please?

Uh, you know what I mean, okay?
The B word?

First it was JT, now you. I can't believe
I'm being dragged back into all this.

Well, don't say that to Vincent
when you see him.

Dragging us back in
is what's freaking him out.

Understandable.

Don't tell me you're not pissed
about having to move backwards.

I can't be the only one who wants
to move on with my life, can I?

No, of course not.

I knew that getting married
wasn't a guarantee

that all this would suddenly go away.

So we just... We got to keep fighting
until it's done, that's all.

That'll be when, exactly?

Hopefully whenever we figure out
who's behind this beast bounty.

-But DHS won't help?
-No.

Deputy secretary's having buyer's remorse
covering for us.

-Hey, get in line.
-Hey.

Helping me is the only reason
that you're not turning into a stuffy,

out-of-the-loop captain
that we have always hated.

I get you back out on the street,
I get you back in action.

-Admit it, you miss this.
-No, I don't.

All right, maybe a little bit,
but, um, I don't miss this kind of action.

-What are we even doing here?
-JT traced the hack to the Durbrige Hotel,

so, hopefully we will find the hacker,
and then whoever's after Vincent.

It's never that easy,
especially with you two.

More than likely,
this whole thing's gonna...

[explosion]

...blow up in our faces.

[siren wailing]

[Tess] Clear the entrance,
clear the entrance.

-[all clamoring]
-Come on, get back.

[reporter] Is she okay?
Do the police have a suspect?

Didn't take long for them to show up.

That's what happens when you try
to blow up a spoiled celebutante.

Bootsy Durbrige, where'd they take her?

-Trauma Five.
-Thank you.

With all the exposure threats
we have right now,

paparazzi is the last thing we need.

Forensics figure out
how Bootsy survived the blast?

Yeah. Controlled explosion,
professionally designed not to kill her.

Wait, what do you mean?

Looks like somebody was just trying
to scare her for some reason.

Like, warn her or something?

Hey, celebrity socialites
piss people off all the time.

Me included.

Trying to blow somebody up
is a little bit worse

than just being pissed off.

Maybe, but, hey, at least you know...

you know it doesn't have
to do with beasts or Vincent.

-No, we don't know that for sure.
-Really?

What possible connection
could Bootsy Durbrige have

with beast bounties?

We know that whoever's
behind this hacked into DHS

from one of her father's hotels, right?

Which means they're looking for somebody
and it can't be Bootsy,

because, well, everybody knows
where Bootsy lives, obviously.

-So...
-So maybe she figured out

who the hacker was
and they wanted to scare her off.

Either way, I need to talk to her
and figure out if it is connected.

You need to keep them away
from Vincent.

-No.
-Yes.

You know I got a real job, right?
Real life.

[sighs] Supposedly.

[clamoring continues]

[woman over P.A.]
Any available security...

Bootsy Durbrige?

[sighs]

-Detective Chandler, NYPD.
-Hang on.

[shutter clicks]

Just texting my doggie
to make sure she knows I'm okay.

Thank God she was at the groomers
when it happened, right?

-Mind if I ask you a few questions?
-Actually, I do.

I'm a little tired.
Somebody just tried to blow me up.

Actually, they didn't.
They were just trying to scare you.

Scare me? Are you sure?

Positive. Any idea who would
wanna do that or why?

-Ms. Durbrige.
-Vincent--

I mean, Dr. Keller,
what are you doing here?

Uh, I'm a doctor, I work here.
What are you doing here?

Explosion, victim, cop. I got this.

[whispers] You think this victim
might be connected...

Yeah, it might be. Do you mind?

Ms. Durbrige, uh, good news,
no broken bones from the blast.

Uh, you're a very lucky woman.

Do you have, uh, any idea
who'd wanna do this to you?

-I just asked her that.
-Hmm.

-Do you two know each other?
-No.

Uh, yeah. We're married.

[Catherine chuckles]

Anyway. Uh, any ideas?

I don't know. Who knows?

I mean, half the world hates me
because I'm rich,

and the other half hates me

'cause the friggin' paparazzi love
to make me look like a bitch.

[heartbeat racing]

So you really have no idea
who may have wanted to harm you?

No.

It must be hard
trying to live a normal life

with all those cameras around.
Don't know how you do it.

Still, she can't keep hiding

just because she's afraid
of getting caught, now, can she?

Yeah, but if you do get caught,
life can never be the same,

everything is ruined.

Are you guys still talking about me?

-Yes.
-No.

Doctor, a moment, please? Outside.

-Excuse me.
-Vincent, what are you doing?

I told you I'd let you know
if I found something.

Oh, so hacking into DHS

and someone trying to blow up people
is what, it doesn't count?

-JT told you about the hack, didn't he?
-Well, I made him.

Vincent, you are supposed to be
laying low.

Especially now,
with all of Bootsy's paparazzi around.

She's lying, Catherine, okay?
She knows more than she's letting on.

Her heartbeat doubled,
her larynx, it tightened, and, um...

Beast sense?

Just a little bit, okay?
But she couldn't tell.

-But what if she could?
-Oh, she can't tell.

I am just saying
that until we know for sure

what she does or does not know,
we can't be careful enough.

You can't be careful enough,
which is why I am still taking the lead.

Oh, come on. I am going nuts here,
doing absolutely nothing

while all hell is breaking loose out there
because of me.

Please, let me just at least
talk to her, okay?

Yes, I will see if I can sense something,
but I'll try and gain her trust.

But it's not like you can come right out
and ask her about beast bounties, is it?

Come on, let me see
what I can find out, okay?

I will be careful, I promise you.

Vincent, we could lose everything
we've worked so hard for.

I know, I know, but we won't.

[sighs]

Okay.

But just be careful what you say to her,
because she's got, like,

ten million followers on social media,
and anything you say...

Can and will be used against me.

Yeah, I know.
I love it when you talk like a cop.

I hate it when you're charming,
I have no defense.

Yeah.

Okay, I will follow up with JT,

see if he's found any connection
between the hack and Bootsy and you.

And... let me know what you find,
but lay low.

No glowy eyes.

[woman speaking indistinctly over PA]

[camera clicks]

-Okay, how about a smile this time?
-I was smiling.

Okay, you're the captain.
Let's try another.

No, look, you got plenty.
I gotta get back to work.

[tapping] Hey, have you seen Cat?

Oh. Sorry, am I interrupting?

No and yes.

-I'll e-mail you the proofs.
-Great, thanks.

Tess, are you okay?

Uh, sure, if you forget the fact

that I'm swimming
in all things beast again.

Look, I know we're part
of a greater destiny and all,

but I didn't know it'd be a life sentence.

Right. That's actually
what I wanted to talk to Cat about.

It's like,
just because I'm in on the big secret now

doesn't mean I can't have a life, does it?

-I thought we were talking about me.
-I like Kyle and he likes me, too.

So what? We can't even go on a date
because he might find out about Vincent?

It's like, I didn't even find out
about it for years, and I'm related.

Look, maybe you don't want him
to find out, okay?

'Cause then he wouldn't keep
reverting back to helping Vincent,

instead of, you know,
focusing on tenure, or packing.

I just don't understand.
I have to talk to Cat.

Maybe Cat's right,
maybe I need to get out more.

I have a future to worry about, too,
you know? It can't just about them.

I got to stop worrying about the future
all the time.

Whatever happens, happens.

Thank you so much for listening.

This actually really helped.

Sure, anytime.

I don't get it.

You can't find any connection
between Bootsy and beast bounty?

So far, nothing.

Which means if the explosion
is connected to the hack...

Then Bootsy Durbrige
was the sole intended target. But why?

It's not like she was in hiding,

so why go through the trouble
of hacking into DHS to go after her?

She may not be in hiding,
but according to Vincent,

she's hiding something.
And DHS had files on her for a reason,

although they're encrypted,
so I don't know why.

It is looking more and more
like this hack has nothing to do

with beast bounties.

[sighs] Do you think I'm trying too hard
to find a connection

because I wanna move on with my damn life?

Maybe. But even if it is unrelated,
Vincent's files were stolen, too.

Which means the hackers
might not know what they have yet,

-but if they figure it out--
-Vincent could be exposed anyway.

Either way, he's at risk.

So the sooner we find out
who's after Bootsy,

the sooner we get his files back
before it's too late.

[heart monitor beeps steadily]

[gasps, shrieks]

[screams]

-[muffled shrieking]
-[monitor beeps rapidly]

That's odd.

-Durbrige's heart rate just jumped.
-Call security, stat.

Hey!

[both grunting]

[groans]

Hold it, freeze!

Well, bright side?
At least I didn't get exposed, right?

Well, everything seems fine.

-You still feeling light-headed?
-A little.

Yeah, well, the sedative he gave you
should be wearing off,

so you'll start feeling better soon, okay?

Here.

Thanks. For everything.

-Really.
-Yeah.

You wanna tell us what you're hiding now?

[sighs] Why do you care?

We may have more in common than you think.

It's a long story.

Look, Ms. Durbrige,
you can completely trust us.

-Is my family safe?
-They're in protective custody.

Except your sister, Melody,
but she's in London, right?

Right.

[sighs] Okay.

FBI came to me last year,
believe it or not, for help.

What kind of help?

The kind only rich people can give.

And since I was looking
for something good

to do with my life
instead of just partying

and getting into trouble, I said yes.

I didn't realize it might get me killed.

So you know
why someone hacked into DHS.

Probably to find out
where the informants are.

Informants I've used
my family's resources to hide.

Look, the Feds don't have the budget

to lure wealthy C.I.'s
into witness protection,

so they asked me to bridge
the financial gap.

-I thought it was the right thing to do.
-It was.

Except now my whole family's in danger
because of me.

I know how you feel.

And just sitting
on the sidelines doing nothing

-doesn't really help, does it?
-Vincent.

No, he's right. Now that they know
I'm the one who hid the informants,

maybe I should just tell them
where they are to protect my family.

You can't.

And I can't believe that your family
would want you to do that, either.

Look, we are all in this together, okay?

[sighs]

Look, you said it yourself, all right?

If whoever is behind this finds
those files before we find them,

then I'm screwed.
Everything about me is gonna be out there.

-Yes, but...
-So I got to find them fast, okay?

I got to track the guy that tried
to kidnap Bootsy from the hospital,

see where it leads.

Okay, Vincent, we've been through this.

Every move you make out there
risks exposure,

especially with
Bootsy's paparazzi everywhere.

Okay, but if anyone knows
how to live in the shadows, it's me.

I don't want you to have
to live like that anymore.

What choice do I have
if those files get into the wrong hands?

Then where will we be, right?

Hardly the happily-ever-after
we're trying to get to.

I see what you did there.
You made this all about the marriage.

Look, I promise you, I will be so careful.

Uh, wait.

Can you take Bootsy to JT's first?
I think she'll be safer there.

Why? What are you gonna do?

-I'm gonna ask Tess for help.
-[Tess] Are you out of your damn mind?

They're gonna know
I'm not Bootsy from a mile away.

Come on, you look great.

And it's gonna be dark out.
Here. Put these on.

[sighs]

-Perfect.
-Not perfect. Not gonna happen.

[sighs] Tess.

They texted Bootsy,
and they told her to meet them tonight

and tell them
where the informants are hidden

-otherwise they are going to kill her.
-[sighs]

We can't protect her
and her family forever. You know that.

-I can't do it. I can't.
-Why not?

Because I'm the captain now.
I don't do undercover anymore.

But you should.

You were great at it,
and you liked it, too.

Remember Brooklyn 12,
the Garcia bust?

-[quietly] Yeah, that was pretty cool.
-Right?

But that was then, this is now.

But now is our best chance
to catch these guys,

save innocents, and move on
with our lives. Isn't that what you want?

How does this help me move on
with my life?

It helps keep Vincent
from maybe being exposed,

which helps keep you
from having to cover for him.

Plus, it gets you back in the action.

Fine. But if I see this
on the precinct Web site,

I'll fire you.

Do you know any of the cases
the informants are gonna testify on?

Who they're hiding from? Names?

I didn't ask. I thought
the less I knew, the better. Why?

Might help us figure out
who we're up against.

[JT tapping keyboard]

You a college professor?

-Me?
-Yeah.

Yeah. Uh... Hudson University.

But you live here,
in a gentlemen's club by yourself.

Well, yeah, but I'm moving
to an apartment with my girlfriend.

Oh.

This place was just temporary, because...

Long story.

You and your friends seem
to have a lot of those.

So, what's the deal with Vincent, anyway?

Uh...

What do you mean?

I mean, first he's somehow intuits
I'm hiding something,

and then rescues me

and leaves to go somehow
find the bad guys,

then brings me here for protection?

-Who are you people?
-Long story.

Let's just say
you're not the only one with secrets.

[siren wailing in distance]

-[ringtone plays]
-Oh, God.

What? What's wrong?

-I have to go.
-No, no, you can't go.

-You have to stay here.
-No, you don't understand.

My sister Melody
just posted from Club Paint,

which means she's not in London,
she's here.

-You can't leave.
-She never answers her phone.

-I need to warn her.
-No, but...

[grunts]

Sorry. I'm really sorry.

[weak groaning]

[sighs]

[quietly] Anything?

No sign of anybody coming yet.

Maybe I've been made.
Maybe they know I'm not Bootsy.

Uh, come on, you look great.
You look paparazzi great.

He's 30 minutes late.

Okay, wait.

[over radio]
There's a black van, five o'clock.

Got him.

[phone buzzing]

-Yeah?
-It's a trap.

Paparazzi just posted a photo
of Bootsy going into Club Paint.

I'm headed there now.

-What do you want me to do?
-It's probably a cop.

Take her out.

-What's going on?
-Stand by.

What do you think?

-[tires squeal]
-Get out of there!

-[gunshots]
-Go! Go!

[Tess grunts]

[panting]

[both grunt]

Having a little car trouble, are ya?

[man grunts]

You're under arrest.

[panting] Not bad, Bootsy.

[exhales]

[exhales]

-[Vincent] JT?
-[groans]

-What's going on? You okay?
-[JT] No.

Where's Bootsy?

I don't know. Last thing I saw
was her boot on my jaw.

-What?
-I should really take karate.

Let me take a look. Ouch.

Okay, you're gonna need ice.
Why'd she hit you?

Because I tried to stop her...

from going after her sister.
Vincent, you got to find her.

She said they could find her sister
from her post.

Find her where?

I don't know, some club,
uh, Pay, Pain, Paint...

-Paint?
-Yeah. Club Paint.

She said she was going to Club Paint.

Okay, all right, do me a favor,

call Catherine,
let her know what's going on.

Wait, did you track the guy
from the hospital?

The trail went cold. Okay, call Catherine.

Got it.

[paparazzi shouting]

That was the ADA.
The perp we caught wasn't lying.

Dominic Lynn's RICO trial starts tomorrow.

That explains the rush to find Bootsy
and the witnesses.

I can't believe JT let her leave.

Well, he didn't really seem
to have much of a choice.

It was my bad for asking him to watch her.

Are you kidding?
He probably jumped at the chance.

It's a hell of a lot more exciting
than packing.

Never mind. Let's just hope
Dominic didn't beat us

to the punch here with Bootsy.

Well, the paparazzi obviously is.

NYPD. Bootsy Durbrige,
have you seen her?

Yeah, she just got here.

[cameras clicking]

[club music playing, crowd cheering]

[woman] Bootsy! Bootsy!

[Melody] What the hell are you doing?

Somebody's after me,
which means they're after you, too.

They found out I'm the one
hiding people, Melody.

[camera clicking]

[woman] Bootsy!

When'd you take that?
Where'd she go?

I don't know, past the bar?

Bootsy! [screams]

[Bootsy] Let me go!

-Where's your sister?
-He took her!

He's got a gun!

[gunfire]

[grunts]

[gasps]

-What are you doing?
-Saving your life, apparently.

-Yeah, you're welcome.
-[exhales]

[tires squeal]

-Where's Bootsy?
-He took her.

-Don't worry, I'll track 'em.
-[excited chatter]

Vincent, wait! Paparazzi. Eyes.

-[woman] Come on, let's go!
-[man] Where's Bootsy?

[woman] Grab a shot of this,
grab a shot anyway.

Are you guys protecting
Bootsy right now?

[siren blaring, engine revving]

-All right, all right, thanks.
-Is Tess sending SWAT?

Yeah, although Melody doesn't know
where Bootsy hid the informants.

I thought she said they were
at her father's hotel, Kesman Tower?

But she has no idea which rooms
the informants are actually in.

How are we gonna know
which ones Dominic's targeting?

I got no idea, but I'm pretty sure
Bootsy only stays alive long enough

for Dominic to figure it out.

Remind me never to bench you again.

Yeah?

Hey, you got any more information
on those informants?

Yeah, except there are nine
different witnesses

on nine different floors.

How's he gonna get to them all in time?
We're right behind him.

I got a theory,
but I don't think you're gonna like it.

Okay, we're listening.

Guess how Dominic takes out
his enemies?

He blows them up.

There is no way he's gonna blow up
an entire hotel.

Quickest way to take out
all the witnesses.

[beeping]

Getting another call, could be Tess.
I'll fill her in.

Okay, okay, but tap into
the hotel surveillance, okay?

We need to know exactly where Bootsy
and Dominic are before we get there!

-[Vincent] You got it?
-[beeping]

-Already on it.
-[beep]

-Tess?
-[man on phone] Professor Forbes?

Yes?

Hi, this is Dean Wilson
from the university.

I'm calling in regards
to your request for tenure?

-Oh, no.
-[Wilson] What? Professor Forbes?

Uh, sorry. I can't talk. Call you back.

-Crap.
-[touch tones sounding]

-Yeah?
-[JT] How close are you to the hotel?

Uh, we're just about to pull up now. Why?

Because I think Dominic just landed
a helicopter on the roof.

A great way to make a quick escape.

[helicopter whirring]

Here.

NYPD. That chopper still on the roof?

-Yes, but it's not authorized.
-I know. Just clear the hotel now!

Catherine, it's too dangerous, okay?
Let me go up alone.

Why? You're benching me now? No.

Lesson learned.
We do this together. Come on.

[alarm bell ringing]

Last chance! Where are they?

-I'm never telling you.
-Fine, then you're all dead.

Get in!

-[alarm bell ringing]
-[helicopter whirring]

[rapid beeping]

What's the matter? What's happening?

[roaring]

-Why aren't we moving?
-I don't know.

-Oh, my God.
-[roaring]

[rapid beeping]

[roaring]

[growling]

What are you doing?

[gasping]

Come on, come on, let's go!

-Go!
-She leaves, you die.

I'll blow this building, I swear.

[Bootsy sighs]

Get her out of here! Go! Go!

Yeah, you really think they're
gonna get out of here in time?

-If they don't, you think you will?
-Yeah? Well, neither will you.

I don't know. I like my chances.
You know, I'm pretty fast.

Come on, Dominic.

You really went through all this
just to die up here today?

There's no possibility of parole
when you're dead, right?

Come on, hand it over.

-[camera shutter clicking]
-[loud, overlapping chatter]

Take him to the 125th,
conspiracy to commit murder.

Got it.

Nobody saw you do the "B" word
up there, did they?

Uh, I don't think so.

-You don't think so?
-[Catherine] It's okay.

I erased the security footage
from the rooftop.

Oh, great, another cover-up.

It's not exactly moving on
with our lives, right?

We saved lives,
and we brought in a bad guy.

That's pretty good for one day,
right, Captain?

Suck up.

I do not know how to even begin
to thank you guys.

I mean, you saved me,
my family, the witnesses.

[sighs]

I am curious, though.

How come that helicopter
didn't take off?

Uh...

-Everybody has secrets, right?
-Yeah.

It's okay. Whatever it is,
it's safe with me, believe me.

I owe you.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.

They're gonna find out
what I've been doing.

-It'll be all over the rags.
-And then all the other bad guys...

Will be after me now, too,

wanting to know
where I hid their witnesses.

I'm exposed to the world.

Guess I have to go
into hiding now, right?

Anyways,
thank you guys so much, really.

[sighs]

-[camera shutter clicking]
-[overlapping shouting]

If we're not careful,
that could happen to us some day.

-[man] Over here!
-[woman] Over here!

[loud overlapping shouting]

In a bombshell reveal, Bootsy Durbrige,

daughter of real estate
mogul Franklin Durbrige,

has been secretly working with the FBI
to house and protect federal witnesses,

which has put her own
highly privileged life in danger.

Heath, what are you doing here?

Feeling annoyed, that's what.

I called Tess looking for you,
found out that that's you guys.

Talk about being left out of the loop.

Bootsy Durbrige? Are you kidding me?

-So is she a total bitch?
-No. No, she's not.

She's actually got
an incredibly good heart.

It's too bad that nobody gets to see it.

Hmm, double life, I heard. Sound familiar?

Yeah, except she got caught.
I feel bad for her.

But if it wasn't for her sister,
she wouldn't have been caught, right?

Tess told me about Melody.

Said that if it wasn't
for her new boyfriend,

Bootsy might have been able
to keep her secret.

Maybe.

God, I would feel like crap
if I was Melody and I did that to you.

Which is why I think I get it.

I understand what you
and Vincent have been trying

to tell me about Kyle.

I may not like it... [chuckles]

I really don't, but...

Right now, with everything going on,

it' too risky to bring someone new
into your lives, so...

I get it.

-I'm sorry, it sucks.
-Yeah.

["We Had a Good Thing" playing]

-[computer trilling]
-[footsteps approaching]

I am a genius!

Why? Why? Did you do it?

Erased every single one
of the hacked files, including yours.

Adios, gonzo, sayonara!

Okay, so you're sure
Dominic's people cannot find out about me?

Positive. Once I knew it was him,

I traced his downloads to his IP address
and wiped his hard drive clean.

I mean, not that he's gonna need
anything on it anymore anyway.

Yeah. Thank you.
Wait, what about DHS?

-What about 'em?
-Did you erase their files, too?

Please. I mean, I may be a genius,
but I'm not a magician.

Their encryptions have encryptions.
I can't touch that.

Relax.

Uh, I'm sure the Deputy Secretary's
gonna double down

on protection after this to protect
his own ass as much as yours.

-Your secret's safe.
-Yeah, for now, maybe.

Now's all you got, pal.

It's all any of us have,

which is why, you know,
I turned down tenure.

What? Come on,
you worked your whole life for that.

I know, but...

I just couldn't do it.

I'm not sure I even want to do it anymore.
Don't tell Tess!

Don't tell Tess? Are you kidding me, man?

She's gonna find out anyway.

I know, but I...
I wanna figure out how to break it to her.

I mean, she's probably gonna think
that I don't wanna move in with her,

but that isn't even remotely true, but...

But? But what?

First, I have to figure out
what the hell I was thinking.

Yeah.

-[siren blaring]
-[bicycle bell]

["Sedona" playing]

Vincent?

-Yeah?
-What are you doing?

Uh, I thought I'd go for a run

before I hit work,
blow off some steam.

-Latte instead?
-Oh, okay. Sold.

What, you trying to stop me
from blurring all over the city again?

I told you, I learned my lesson.
There is no benching you,

especially if we both wanna get out
of this in one piece.

Oh, good.

And if we're ever gonna find
who's behind this beast bounty,

we have to do it together,

even if that means
risking you blurring all over the city.

Agreed. To us. Together.

Mm. I was really hoping
that we had a lead on all this, too.

I know, I know, but even if, or when,
we find whoever is after me this time,

there's gonna be a next time
and a next time.

I know.

I guess we just got to learn
how to live our lives.

You know,
you have to keep living your life

until we deal with it.

It's just not gonna go away, though.

Until we find a way to make it go away.

-Oh, come on.
-All right, I don't know how yet.

But I still think there's got to be
a way that's better

than having to go into hiding
like Bootsy had to.

And we will find it.

I really hope so.

Hmm. Mmm!

-Wow, latte breath.
-Oh, yeah?

Are you gonna try
to take another swing at me?

-If you try to tackle me again.
-All right!