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Previously on "The Cleaning Lady..."

I'm just a cleaning lady.
Let me clean it for you.

Just let her do her job.
You might learn something.

You don't know how bad
it got before we came here.

We almost lost our home.
Our car got repossessed.

Our friends stopped talking to us.

I think you should go back home.

No. I won't be separated
from my son again.

I have to face Hayak.

He's way too dangerous.

He knows he didn't kill me.

Wanna play a game?

You're gonna pretend Dara is your mommy.

And if we get separated,

we're gonna have to race
to see who gets back first.

Can you step out of the car, please?

Thony De La Rosa,

you have the right to remain silent.

_

_

Thony!

Sit.

Okay.

Thony, Thony!

What are you doing?
You're going without me?

- I have to take Luca now,
- Marco.

No, no. We wait until
my visa comes through.

I can't wait.

You know how hard it
was to find a donor.

No, he's my son too.
We do this together!

No. Ah... no.

Stop!

Thony! Thony!

Thony!

Thony!

Thony!

Thony.

Thony De La Rosa.

Get up. Let's go.

I don't know what else
you think I can do.

I told you everything.

According to Special Agent Miller,

you've been working both sides,

feeding us false information.

If you need reminding, that
is obstruction of justice,

lying to a federal agent,
aiding and abetting.

Look, I think she gets the point.

It's prosecutable crimes.

It could carry sentences
of two to five years each.

- I need to get back to my son.
- I don't think

you quite understand
what's happening here.

We're not talking about
deportation anymore.

If you don't help us with this case now,

you're going to jail.

Don't look at him.

If he can't make an arrest

before the ATF seizes the guns,

we are terminating Special
Agent Miller from the FBI.

Miller will take you home now.

Check in with your family,

and then get back in
contact with Arman Morales.

We know that he hasn't moved the guns.

So find out what's going on.

And don't even think
about leaving the country.

You will be arrested.

If you don't fully comply,

you will be locked up
for a very long time.

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I got the message
you sent to my home.

You didn't have to kill Carlos.
He had nothing to do with this.

You could have told me
what you were really doing.

You chose not to.

You found a buyer. You negotiated price.

You betrayed me.

When you gave that
hotel to Isabel and Ben,

you betrayed me.

All this talk about
us becoming partners.

Never enough. Always more.

I came here to settle things with you.

You're in no position to negotiate.

You have nothing. You are nothing.

I would disagree.

I still have the buyer.

And he'll only deal with me.

So here's my offer.

I sell the guns, and
you take all the money.

All I'm asking in return
is Nadia and I walk.

That's $6 million in
exchange for our lives.

And Nadia and I run the club
until the deal is closed.

Then we're out.

I did not like that game, Mommy.

I know, peanut.

We're never, ever gonna be
separated like that again.

- Okay?
- Okay.

But Mommy's got to go to work.

So you sleep now?

- Okay.
- Yeah?

I love you, peanut.

I love you.

Just remember what she went through.

It worked. Luca's going to be okay.

Why can't you guys just stay here?

And live a life of a TNT?

No. I want more for my son.

Thony.

Thony. We need to talk, Thony.

We will, just not now.

I need to find post-op meds for Luca.

The hospital only gave us
enough to last for the week.

Which is why we should go home,

where we can get Luca what he needs.

I told you, I can't leave the country.

They'll arrest me.

I'll be back before you go to work.

No problem.

Can you call Samentha
and find out the number

of this guy she buys insulin from?

Sure. Good luck.

Thanks.

You had so many chances
to tell me about the FBI.

And now it's too late.

There was nothing you could have done.

That's not the point.

You could have included me in your life.

Why don't you just give this
guy up and be done with it?

Why are you protecting
him instead of us?

Luca is alive because of Arman.

Can I help you with anything?

Where do you think you're going?

Maybe Arman forgot to tell you,

but your services are no
longer needed here at the club.

I just need to talk to him.

Your little boy, he's okay?

Yes.

Then you already got what
you wanted from my husband.

Now leave us alone.

Hey, Thony. Would
you come on back, please?

Por favor ya.

How are you?

I'm all right.

And how's Luca?

He's gonna be fine.

What about you?

I was able to work
something out with Hayak

to do the gun deal with him,

but I'm gonna need your help
to get the Feds off my back.

You can't do that.

They know where the guns are.

Both the FBI and the ATF
are watching the bar now.

And how the hell did they find that out?

I don't know.

But if you try to move the guns,

they'll arrest you.

Thony, if I don't close this deal

and get Hayak his money,

I mean, he'll finish me.

Maybe there's another way.

What if I could help you
make a deal with the FBI?

You could help them arrest Hayak,

and maybe they'll let you go.

That's not gonna happen, Thony.

Then Hayak will kill you

and the Feds will put me in jail.

Wait, what... what do you mean?

You have nothing to do with this.

When you couldn't get me out of Mexico,

I had to call Garrett.

He didn't have the right paperwork,

tried to smuggle me back,

and we got caught at the border.

Arman, they know I've
been lying to them, okay?

And now they're forcing me

to help them set up a sting operation.

And set me up.

Yes.

But if we give them Hayak instead...

How am I supposed to
work with the FBI, Thony?

Isn't that what you
want? To be free from him?

Not that way.

What other choice do we have?

No. That is not what we agreed.

Arman is a criminal.

He killed Knight. He
killed my last informant.

He's not getting away with that.

Wait, who was your informant?

Theo.

And I didn't do enough
to protect him.

I am not gonna let Arman
walk after what he did to him.

Arman didn't kill Theo.

Whether he pulled the trigger

or had of one of his boys
do it, it's all the same.

No, it's not.

Hayak's son killed Theo
and Arman tried to stop him.

And it was over a fixed
fight. It had nothing to do

- with him being an informant.
- All right, okay.

Is that what Arman told you to say?

No, I saw it.

Theo was a good man...

and I had to clean his blood
off the floor to stay alive.

That's what I've had to deal with.

And Arman saved my life that night.

So don't ask me to betray him. I won't.

Work with him.

He can help you get Hayak.

Come on, Thony.

I mean, you really think that
he's gonna give up his boss?

The reason I got stuck in Mexico

is because Hayak tried to kill him.

I really think he's gonna
make a deal with you.

All right, if we're gonna do this,

I need to be the one calling the shots.

I know too many people who got
burned doing deals like these.

Yeah.

Arman. Thanks for meeting.

That's all this is.

Um, shall we sit?

You can sit here.

You cooperate with us,
we can work something out.

Who said I'm cooperating?

I'm here because of her. That's all.

As you know, we've got eyes on the guns.

Any movement of those weapons
will result in an arrest.

It doesn't have to be you.

Hmm.

If we can't figure it out together,

we all lose.

Arman, please.

How would this work?

You help us out with the sting.

We get Hayak, your gun buyer,

and everything seized in the raid.

You... get to walk away

a free man.

No wires, no recording
devices, not on me.

When all this is over,
Thony gets to walk too.

No more working as an informant.

Sounds like a win-win-win to me.

This is seriously sketchy.

All right.

- Thanks, Vinny.
- Yep.

Hope you get what you need.

Thanks, Sam.

So, you're looking for
an antiviral, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- I got acyclovir.

And also the immunosuppressant.

Yeah, I got it.

But... this took some legwork.

I'm gonna have to charge you
double what I told Samentha.

It's fine.

I'll take everything you've got.

Also got new batch of antipsychotics.

Why you looking at me?

You really think I haven't
thought this through, Nadia?

How would I know? You
didn't discuss it with me.

Instead you decided to talk

about our future with the cleaning lady.

She's giving us a way through this.

It's the only way we can
get our hands on those guns

and close this deal with Noah.

There are other ways.

But you chose the way that's
gonna get us both killed.

If not by Hayak,

then anyone else who
finds out you're a rat.

Nobody's gonna put that together, Nadia.

I'll make sure of that.

You promised me you'd
cut her out of our lives.

Not now, Nadia.

- Noah.
- Arman.

So good to see you.

Wow. You clean up well.

Nadia. Always a pleasure.

So Noah,

I want to apologize for the delay.

It's not the way I like to do business.

And we're all set to
deliver the inventory now.

But there's a sticking point.

I have a boss and my boss wants
to control the transaction.

He wants to be sure we're
at a secure location.

Arman, I get it.

You can't be too careful.

But, see, my sticking point is that

things are starting to feel
a little too... unpredictable.

Missing deadlines, radio silence.

- Yeah.
- Makes me uncomfortable.

Well, you're right, you know.

I haven't been completely
honest with you.

I promised more than I could deliver.

Look, we've been suffering the same

post-pandemic supply line shortages...

Babe. This isn't about the details.

This is about trust.

I understand how you feel.

It's... it's hard to trust
after you've been lied to.

Noah, please accept our apology,

and know that Arman
is a man of his word.

We have the full shipment now.

Okay.

All right.

But for my time and delay...

I want a better deal.

I'll tell you what, you throw in a case

of your carbon-neutral bourbon,

I'll take off 5%.

You got it.

Where the hell did you get these?

Vincent? Fred?

You don't even know what's
really in these bottles.

All the pills are stamped.
You can see that.

All right peanut, here you go.

- Mmm...
- What?

It's yucky.

They didn't have syrup this time.

Try again, okay?

Come on. You gotta drink it, buddy.

You don't want to get
sick again, do you?

No.

All right.

Okay. I'll put more juice in it.

I'll be right back.

Picky monster.

This is crazy. You know that, right?

We need to go home.

What about Fiona?

Chris, Jaz?

They're our home too.

And you've seen how happy he is.

You really wanna take him
away from his family here?

So you're saying you want to stay.

You've decided that now.

I'm saying we need to talk about it.

That's all.

Let me guess, that's him?

You sure he's not the real reason

you want to stay in Vegas?

Make sure Luca drinks this.

And please don't put
any thoughts in his head

about leaving.

We need to decide this together.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Thanks for meeting me here, Isabel.

Yeah, of course. What's going on?

So I looked into the paperwork for you

And your name's still tied to
all your father's businesses,

including the trucking company.

Did you speak with him?

He told me his lawyers
were working on it.

Yeah, well, they're not.

So he's still lying to me then.

I'm sure your father just
wants to provide for you.

But if the FBI ever caught up with him,

you'd be implicated too, Isabel.

Okay. So what is it, Arman?

I mean, what does he
ship out of those trucks?

Guns.

Your father's an illegal arms dealer.

He ships them across
the US, Mexico, Armenia.

It's an international operation.

Oh, God.

For how long?

Since before I started working for him.

And my name is attached to all of it?

Maybe it won't be a problem.

I just wanted to let you
know, because I care about you.

And I don't want you to go
down for your father's crimes.

No, I... I can't let that happen.

I know of a way you
can protect yourself.

Hey.

You hear from Thony yet?

Nope.

And she's ignoring my calls.

You really think Morales
is gonna deliver Barsamian?

If he doesn't,

you still firing me?

I can probably dump you on surveillance

with the rest of the broken wings.

Yeah. I'd rather be fired.

What do you want from me, Miller?

My sympathy?

Oh, I'd settle for friendship.

That's manipulative.

And you know it.

We are friends,

and you took advantage of that,

of me.

I...

Garrett's been calling me.

I'm sure he wants to
know what the plan is.

I'll let you know when and
where the deal's going down.

But you should also know,

I'm not letting the FBI
take everything from me.

If you go back on the deal,
we'll both be arrested.

Worse... you could be killed.

That's true whether I do what
they want me to do or not.

So I came up with my own plan.

That's not what you agreed to.

I'm not gonna trust the
FBI to do what they promise.

I've seen it happen too many times.

So what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna use that to my advantage.

Arman...

You asked me once if I trust you.

I'm asking you now, do you trust me?

I do.

Hey, how's the weather down there?

Can't complain. Sun's shining.

Looks like a good day for a bust.

Yeah, well, if you could see the digs

that I'm kicking back
in, you might complain.

We're all set to go
in the suite next door.

Just waiting for the party to start.

Let me know when you're ready to roll.

- Anything?
- Nope.

Still crickets over here.

Oh...

Hold on.

Here we go.

There they are.

And that's got to be the cash, right?

Yep. Looks like our boy's
playing ball after all.

We'll see.

Oh, I forgot to mention,

a suite opened up on the 38th floor.

The view is much better from the top.

Something's not right. Pull
up the other hotel cams.

Suite level hallways first, 37, 38.

Make yourself at home.

There they are.

Son of a bitch. They changed suites.

All right. Take it easy, Miller.

We may have lost visual,
but they're still here.

That's the 38th floor.

What's the room number?

- What's the room number?
- It's 3808.

Okay, Let's go.

Bourbon. This is how
you spend your billions?

Look, if we don't reduce
the carbon footprint,

we're not gonna have a future.

Armenian children are starving.

People are dying on war-torn streets.

What about their future? Huh?

What matters is we take care of everyone

in whichever way we can.

Yeah.

Travis, talk to me, brother.

We're all set.

Locked and loaded. Moving out now.

All right, let's go, let's go!

They're headed out. It's going down.

All right, copy.

Let's roll out.

Let's go.

That's right. Hayak's son is fighting

for his homeland in Azerbaijan.

Well, it's, uh, certainly a noble cause.

To saving the world.

This is the FBI.

Turn around. Now. Go! Go! Go!

It's a bust! We've been set up!

This is the FBI!

FBI!

Hands up! Hands up!

Put the guns on the ground!

- Hands up, hands up!
- On the ground!

Hands up. You got any weapons on you?

Hands up!

You saved my life.

Take them away.

All of them.

Take it easy, man.

Hey, I said take it easy.

Come on. Let's go!

All right, baby. Show me the money.

Huh?

Search the room.

The money's not here.

Stop all the housekeeping
staff from leaving the building.

Now!

Check all their carts.

Yes, sir.

Did you get it?

You mean this?

How can $6 million fit
in that tiny little thing?

Cryptocurrency.

Jackpot!

Go away.

You took that from evidence?

Just one bottle.

No one's gonna miss it.

Come on.

It's billionaire's bourbon.

Just take the win, Miller.

We got the bad guys.

But with no money and no tape,

they won't be locked up for long.

You won't be locked up,

nor will Thony.

You should be grateful
you got out of that one.

Does that mean I still have a job?

Eh.

It's more fun having you around.

I'd say that's overrated.

You would.

Special Agent Miller,

there's someone here to see you.

Thank you.

I'm Isabel Barsamian, Hayak's daughter.

Look, I need you to know
that I have nothing to do

with my father's businesses.

I can go ahead and
hand over all his books

and all his tax records.

But only if you promise to
protect me and my husband.

Noah must have been a rat. I vetted him.

Thought he was clear. I apologize.

He wasn't the only one.

My own daughter handed
all my books to the Feds.

Well, it was never her world, Hayak.

You were right, Arman.

It's all a mess now.

They searched the house.

They found Tarik's gun.

Now my idiot son is wanted for murder.

Thank God he is in Azerbaijan.

Well, you know I got your back,

even on the inside.

No.

What I need is you on the outside.

My attorney thinks he
can get you released.

I need you to keep things going,

the club, the trucks,

everything.

Course, Hayak. Whatever you need.

Get this in your head for the accounts.

But if you betray me again,

there's no wall that could
stop me from finding you.

Is that clear?

You got it.

Three, two, three, two...

six, eight, four, five.

Thank you.

Hey.

Hey.

How are you doing in here?

It's a small price for a big reward.

Did you get what you wanted then?

Yeah.

So what are you gonna do now?

You're staying here or are you
going back to the Philippines?

Well, with you in here,

it looks like I'm gonna have to stay.

Hey.

Yeah.

Well, you won't regret
making your home here.

After all, America is
a land of opportunity.

All you need is the right
combination to unlock it.

You may hold the purse strings now,

but you still work for me.

So what are we looking at?

This could be our new business.

What? Wait, are you serious?

Yes.

We could hire Roxy and Samentha.

And whoever's tired
of working for jerks.

We'd be cleaning Arman's
money by cleaning.

Maryosep.

We'd be our own bosses.

And at the back,

I'm gonna open a clinic
for people like us...

Undocumented, without insurance.

They'll have access to medical care.

I got lucky with Luca,
but most people don't.

So wait...

that... that means you're staying?

You're my family, Fi.

I don't know how I could leave you.

Even if it means staying here as a TNT.

Have you told Marco yet?

Not yet.

Let's get Jaz and Chris
and go home. Yeah?

Yo, Thony, you should have seen her.

She swished a three for the win.

When Luca's all better,
I really want him

- to come see me play.
- Definitely.

- My girl!
- Luca, we're here.

Luca!

Baby?

Marco.

Marco.

Marco!

Marco took Luca.

Luca!

Luca!

My baby!

My baby!

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