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Excuse me, we're--
we're closing early.

Ut, út! Ut, út.

Megan.

All right--

I sincerely hope nobody
followed you here.

Nobody followed me here.
I'm better than that.

Come on. Hey, why are you
freaking out on me?

- I'm not!

I'm not. I'm sorry.

It's good to see you,
but you being here is not good.

What do you mean?
You told me you needed help.

When did I ever say that?

These messages.
Hello, "bravo" means danger,

"7700" means emergency,

and bring the--
the puffin keychain

to the queen of Long Island.

Okay, that's very sweet,

but I'm not
the queen of Long Island.

Cassie, I was asking you
to bring the key

to our friend Cherri,

who works at the Queen
Strip Club on Long Island.

You just overshot
a few thousand miles.

Okay, your explanation
is a lot better.

Now listen,
that key is for a lockbox

where I stashed evidence
against the North Koreans.

Jesus Christ,
the North Koreans?

Why didn't you just
bring the box here with you?

I was trying
to keep it safe, okay?

'Cause I want to use it

to try to make some kind
of deal

because honestly,

I don't know how much longer
I can stay safe

living on the lam like this.

- Where'd everyone go?
- Hi.

Very lucky to have Charlie
here. She basically saved me.

Charlie, this is Cassie.

Cassie Cassie?

Cassie Cassie, yeah.

- What are you doing here?
- Oh, what am I doing here?

Well, she sent me a message

that I completely
misinterpreted, and here I am.

Full disclosure, Charlie runs
bluefin tuna fishing boats

out of Nova Scotia

and sells them
on the black market.

It started in Asia,
but the black market margins

are way better in Europe,

and bluefin
is one of my passions.

Wow! Okay,

this is an insane,
incredible story.

I'm just so grateful
you kept her safe. Thank you.

Well, Megan
is a very special lady.

I have a pretty big crush
on her, but that's a secret.

- Don't tell anybody.
- Oh, stop it.

- We just dance.
- Is that what they call it?

- Jesus.
- Sorry.

Oh, and also, I have a bounty
on my head--

half a million for whoever

turns me in
to the North Koreans.

There's a man from Korea
hunting me.

Can you believe it?
I'm a prize.

I mean, it's terrifying,

but who would have
thought--me, a prize?

Of course I can believe it.
Look what you've accomplished.

Of course
you're a fucking prize,

like, top-shelf shit
right there.

Okay, Cassie,

that's the nicest thing
you've ever said to me.

Top shelf is right.

Megan is just living it up

like some sort of sparkly
fugitive pirate lady.

I mean, she's wanted.
That should be me.

Well, then the scary guy would
be trying to murder you

instead of Megan.

Don't spoil it.
Come on, God,

I really got
the short end of the stick.

Megan's got a sugar mama,
just bankrolling her with cash.

How many black market bluefin
tuna boats does Marco own?

You know what,
I'm sparkly, too,

and I don't even need
dirty tuna money.

All right?
Megan needs my help now.

Seems kind of like you
need her to need your help.

You know, it's a lot easier
to play hero

instead of focusing
on your own shit.

Listen, you're a child
and I used to be you.

So stop trying to put
all this wisdom on me, okay?

I have done the work
and I'm all better.

March 21st.

Yeah, what does that mean?

How about March 23rd?

Those are just dates.
Who cares?

Oh.
Looks like we have a leak.

We should probably head
to the hardware store.

Oh, wait, your double
already did that for you.

Fuck yes, we're doing shots.

No, we're not. No.

No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.

I can't have that drink.
Oh, no, I'm not drinking.

Thank you,
that's very generous of you,

but I'm gonna--just gonna--

I'm not gonna
have that tonight.

You're being
impolite to our host, okay?

It's just a shot.
Can you just...

play being sober tomorrow?

- No, I'm sober for real.

A year, AA sober. I haven't
had a drink in a year.

- Really?
- Really.

Well, happy to help you
resolve your little spat.

Now back to the
important stuff. It's ready.

So, let me get this straight.
This man has been hunting you?

He's relentless.

He showed up
in Reykjavik last week.

Okay, well, we've got to get
the fuck out of here.

I have a plan.

Charlie and I
have our own plan.

- We're stopping him.
- For good.

Sorry. What does that mean?

We're gonna K-I-L-L him.

Okay, spelling it
does not make it better.

He's been coming in
every night.

And we didn't know exactly
when we were gonna do it

but now that you showed up,

we're gonna have
to do it tonight.

- What?
- When he comes,

she's gonna fix him
his favorite cocktail

with a little something extra
in it--poison mushrooms.

A little gives you a trip,
a lot makes you dead.

You're gonna do this tonight?

Okay, that's Hak. Move.

Wait. Who? Hak?

Shane said that name.
I know that name.

Sorry if he was
one of your friends.

Anyhoo...

miss me?

Oh, my God.

Who are you?

Megan, Miranda. Miranda, Megan.

I'm sure you'll be
besties in no time.

Oh. Thank you.
Thank you very much.

There was something
that was supposed to go down

with poison mushrooms
and everything.

- Poison mushrooms?
- Yes.

So I'm here because
of poison mushrooms?

No, not exact--

No, my friend here,
she sold state secrets--

Wait, what, the plan
was poison mushrooms?

- Yes.
- It wasn't my plan.

It was her plan.
My plan was to call you,

which is why I sent you
this guy.

Listen, it is so sweet
that you came out,

but I just thought you were
gonna send someone else

like a business associate
or something.

Honestly,
I got bored being boss.

You know,
I thought I'd be happy

just telling a small army
of very bad people what to do.

But you know,
it turns out I like the taste.

So, when I got your little
note, I figured, what the fuck?

- Okay. Yeah.
- Got it. Yep.

Pat him down and get his ID.

I'm sorry, what?

I said pat him down
and get his ID.

What? Pat him...

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

This is Cecilia.

Yes, I'm calling an audible.
Stabbed a, um...

- North Korean spy.
- ...a North Korean spy,

and I'm sure there's gonna be
plenty more where he came from,

so we will not
be exiting out the front.

We had a whole plan.
This is way above my pay grade.

Okay, I'm sorry,
I can't hear you

over the din of you eating
your double fried chips.

Pregnancy cravings
and remote offices

don't mix, Miranda.

Yeah, we're going with
contingency B.

Make it happen.
Thank you.

Hak's friends are here
and they have guns.

Lovely bar.
Nice to meet you.

Thanks for looking out for me.

Okay,
let's go this way, guys.

Go.

Get in the bus!

Just get on the bus.

Cass, is that you?

They're waking up.

Don't worry about it.

If they get rowdy,
we'll just dose 'em again.

- Stay focused.
- Almost had her at LAX,

and then she just disappeared.

I'm not getting fucked over
by a fucking flight attendant.

Stay focused.

- Hey, babe.
- Yeah.

- You awake?
- Yeah.

- My head really hurts.
- Yeah.

Are those
the fucking neighbors?

Yeah.

"Hi there,
welcome to the neighborhood.

We roofied the fuck
out of you."

I'll check the rooms.

See her hair.

It's blonde.

Max, what if
she's the double Cassie?

- Shit, this is really bad.
- Yeah.

This is really--

What are you--
what are you doing?

I'm gonna--
I'm gonna cut these zip ties

with my shoelaces.

How do you know
that that's a thing?

- YouTube.
- Oh, okay, great.

That's, like,
a super reliable source.

I'm sorry, slipping out
of zip ties isn't as easy

as slipping off a ring.

Are you kidding me?
You want to talk

- about that right now?
- No.

- But if I did, I'd tell you--

Oh, my God! Stop!

- Get the fuck up.
- Max!

We're looking
all over the place

and we're not finding shit.
Okay?

So I'm gonna ask you
very clearly--

- where is Cassie Bowden?
- She is on a flight.

Bullshit! 'Cause we checked
every manifest

and she isn't
listed anywhere.

Would the both of you like
to be all bruised up

for your wedding pictures?

Dude, I wouldn't hold
my breath for that.

- Shut the fuck up.
- What you say, soy boy?

Don't hit him. We don't know
where the fuck she is, okay?

Baby, stop.

You're gonna hurt your hand.
We have tools for that.

- I'll be right back.
- Good point, babe.

Sorry, it's tight in here,

I don't think anyone's
following us, I don't think.

Are you okay, by the way?

No, I'm great. I'm great.
Yeah.

I've just been shot
in the leg, again.

I'm so hot.
I'm having a hot flash.

How are you hot?
It's fucking freezing in here.

Cassie, when a woman reaches
a certain age,

her body starts to change.

Would you like to hear my full
TED talk on the subject?

- No.
- Absolutely not.

- Actually, fuck no. No.
- Really don't.

Okay. How are you?

I left behind a woman

who is impersonating me
internationally

and actually blowing things up
all over the world.

Wait a minute, somebody's
committing crimes as you,

and you flew to Iceland.

Listen, it's
a big, tough situation,

but I'm handling it.

Right. Sure.
How exactly?

- Again with the phone?

Okay, I'm sorry,
I have to answer this,

It's an AA friend,
it's part of the package.

- Jenny?
- Hi, Cassie.

Is this a bad time?

Uh, no,
it's a wonderful time.

Are you okay?
You've called a lot, so...

Okay, I have this podcast.

Podcast?
No, Jenny,

please don't tell me
that's why

you've been
calling me incessantly.

No, I can't do a podcast.

It's not my thing.
It's--it's a bad time, okay?

After everything you
went through in Thailand?

I mean, it was all over
the news.

No, I've got a lot going on

and I'm in the middle
of a situation.

I'm gonna have to text you.
I'm sorry.

- Cassie.
- Yes.

If anyone asks you to do
a podcast about this,

you better say no.

I'm not going
to be telling anyone

that I misconstrued
a few emojis,

flew to Iceland to hang out
with you on a bus.

Not gonna tell anyone that.

There better be something
amongst all this shit.

You know, this bounty
won't wait forever.

There's other people
looking for her.

Don't worry about it.

Everybody talks.

Now you've seen
the instruments.

You guys are psychos.

No, we're fully sane.

We just care about money

more than we care about your
comfort.

Actually, we don't care
about you at all.

Now the output of this taser
is 50,000 volts.

At that level,
it'll just immobilize you.

But if you turn it down
a little bit...

...it just
really fucking hurts.

Oh, shit. Holy shit!

- Whoa.
- Hey, Max.

Max, Max, Max.

Max, babe, hey, hey.

I love you. Okay?

I love you, so much.
And I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry, I know
you're really mad right now

'cause I fucked up,
and I know you're really mad

'cause you're really bad
at hiding it.

Sorry.
That was a criticism,

and I didn't mean it
like that.

It's just--I'm just--
I'm bad....at...

like...feelings!

Hey, hey, it's be gonna okay,
okay? We're gonna be okay.

- We're gonna be totally okay.
- No, no. Totally.

But like, if it's not fine

and like, you know,
we fucking die,

I just really need you to know

that I'm, like,
not okay right now

about, like, you know,
everything,

like, work and moving,
and, you know, us.

And like,
what does our future look like

after I did all this shit?

Like, you know,
I lied and I did fraud

and I worked for the mob.

And, like helped people
who kill people and--

What do you--what do you mean,
mob? The mob?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Big time.

Totally big time, yeah.

Like, I did all this stuff
for them.

That's...yeah.
So, you're, like, intimidated

by, um, very dangerous people
insisting on payback

if you were to be, like,
framing our friend

or like, we were to get hurt,
that's smart.

That's totally...
That's super smart.

Okay.
That's obviously a bluff.

Nice try. What are you
talking about, framing?

You know what? I don't care.

- So, here we go.
- What? No.

No, hey, no, no, no.

I found something.

She's in Iceland.

- Hey, what is this place?
- Sky Lagoon.

The water's really good for
your skin. It's super relaxing.

-No.

Okay, no spa day
for us today, ladies.

Excuse me!

How do you think
they even found us here?

I, uh--I can solve
that little mystery.

- This is Cecilia.
- Hey.

Care to explain, Cecilia?

Sure.

I have a baby on the way
and the bounty

on Megan Briscoe's head
pays way more than you do.

Is this you asking
for a fucking raise?

I'm not gonna dodge bullets
for you at this day rate.

Well, stick to plan B and then
maybe we'll talk, okay?

All right.
Cecilia has betrayed us,

but it's all gonna be fine.
Don't--don't worry about it.

Wait.
They're right there.

They're right there.
They're right there.

- Go back. Go back.
- Run, run, run!

Here, here, here.
In here.

Hot sauna. Hot sauna.

There's got to be
an exit somewhere.

- Oh!

Okay, what are we
supposed to do now?

I don't know,
but running isn't working.

We need to steal a boat.

-- A what?!
-- A boat. Down there.

Should we let the North Koreans
know that we have a lead?

A lead won't get us the bounty.

We need eyes on
Megan Briscoe in Iceland first.

Megan Briscoe?

Like, Cassie's flight attendant
friend, Megan Briscoe?

Why the hell would you
home-invade Cassie's place

if you're just...looking...

Wait. Do you think they're
not even after Cassie?

I don't know who they're after,

but we're sitting ducks here.

Max, that's very loud.

I know
I haven't known you long,

but you two have some
serious relationship shit

you need to work out.

So long, lovebirds.

Oh, by the way,

if you call the police,
we'll kill you.

Ciao.

Okay. You okay?

I'm sorry I took off the ring.

I'm sorry
you took off the ring, too.

Just...

stay here, okay?

Okay.

So, psychotic couple
is just using Cassie

to find someone named Megan?

Why blow up a car?

Maybe they had nothing
to do with the bombing.

I mean, they didn't seem
that focused on Cassie at all.

Okay, so,
if that unhinged blonde bimbo

isn't the View-Master double,
then who the fuck is, Max?

Come on, come on, come on.

Okay, okay, okay.

Oh, my God.
Just one--give me one...

- I gotta take this.
- No, what the fuck?

We are literally on a cliff!

How do you have
service right now?

- Who's your provider?
- I actually don't.

Just once second.
Shane, hi.

Can I please
lead with the fact

that I have
not called to fight?

I'm not answering to fight.

Look, Cassie, uh,
I made some assumptions.

- Cassie!
- Maybe I shouldn't have,

but I've never
not closed a case,

so I don't know.
Year two of this Megan thing

has got me on edge.

Cassie! Ask Shane
why he's asking about Hak!

- Who is that?
- Uh, nothing.

Just an angry tourist.
There's a lot of them.

Look, I just wanted
to make sure you're okay.

So sweet.
Yes, thank you.

I am--I am--I am okay.

It's just, it's very
complicated right now.

Well, if you were ever
in any trouble,

you know
you just come to me, right?

Honestly, if I was in trouble,

you'd be the first person
I would call.

Cassie, I, um...

I'm gonna try to let
what I do not come between us.

Would you please do the same?

And remember, I'm--I'm
right here. Phone call away.

All right. Love you.

- Bye.
- Wait--

-Cassie! Ca--
- Sorry.

- Oh, my goodness!
- Okay, sorry.

Thank you.
Thank you very much.

Megan Briscoe, most likely
traveling with a blonde.

Give me eyes
on all the airports.

They went through my purse.

Yeah, I think they went
through everything.

No, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no. No, where are you?

It's okay.
Look, it's just stuff.

We can replace stuff.
I'm glad you're okay.

Max...

when I took
the ring off earlier...

Yeah, Annie,
I remember that part.

I put it in here.

Fuck. Those motherfuckers
took my ring.

- Okay.

- Okay.
- Max.

Max, what are you doing?

Those assholes
left their door open.

Do you see them?

No.

Okay, come on.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! Oh!

Oh, my God!
Are you okay?

Are you okay?
Max, call 911!

Oh!

Are you ready to...

Uh, okay, sorry.
I'll give you a second.

Oh, no, they shot you.

You did not say
that you got shot.

No, well, what did you think
was gonna happen, Cecilia?

Now, did you get
everything I requested?

- Mm-hmm.
- Thank you.

Now you can locate

and train your replacement
so I can kill you.

What, you really think
you can replace me?

Who else can organize your
international crime syndicate

and always make sure

that you have a matcha latte?

Which, by the way,
is not an easy find in Iceland.

Oh, fucking hell!

Megan, you have to go.
I get it.

But...

let me give you this.

Charlie, no.

I can't be with you
to protect you,

so it would mean a lot

if you had a little bit of me
to take with you.

Thank you.

And this.

- Bluefin bucks.

And some poison
mushroom powder, just in case.

I picked a lot of mushrooms,
huh?

Thank you, Charlie,
for everything.

Who will I dance with now?

Aw!

Ugh.

Okay, listen,
I'm just trying to watch

Megan's Casablanca goodbye,

and I'm in here doing this?

Do you need help or anything?

Do you
need help or anything?

I mean,
that's the real question.

I'm not the one doing
some weird balancing act

for something
that's gonna fall apart anyway.

Wow.

I'm an alcoholic teenager,
and even I think

the metaphor here
is pretty obvious.

Good luck.

Where is all this water
coming from?

The lady in the gold dress
said someone upstairs

probably left
their bathtub running.

Wait, what?
What did you just say?

She said it must be, like,
flowing onto the floor,

like they passed out
or something,

and now water
is just splashing everywhere.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Thank you.

Are you okay?

All right, let's go.

The plane's waiting
in the hangar.

I'm sorry,
you look so familiar.

Have we met?

No.

Hildegard Bouffant?

Well, if you don't like it,
then feel free to use your own

carefully crafted
fake identity.

Hildegard's just fine.

Oh, and neither of you need
to use the clothes

that I brought you, but you
should definitely dig in

'cause yellow is not your--

Fucking hell!

Okay, listen.

The name is horrible,
but it works.

She knows what she's doing.
I put together a list of things

we gotta do
when we get back to LA

to get you home,
get you to your family.

- Don't talk about my family.
- No, we need to. We need to--

No, Cassie. I don't--

What?

Do you know
how hard it's been?

Not being with my family
for a year?

It's--it's felt like decades,
okay?

And yes, I miss them.
Yes, I want to see them.

But do they want to see me?

Do I even want to drag them
back into this?

I mean, do I? Now that
I'm just on my way back home...

- Listen, listen to me.
- ...I'm just freaking out.

I know they miss you and
they are desperate to see you.

Okay.

It's just...

I just...

You're gonna be okay.
It is okay, all right?

- I just--

Oh, my God!
Jesus, Marco.

Who's Marco?

Um, my boyfriend.

- Your boyfriend?
- Yeah.

So he, you know, he just keeps
asking me where I am.

It's like,
"Well, where are you?"

But what am I supposed to say?
Like, "Hey, babe, sorry,

"I jetted off to Iceland and

"played a human game
of Mousetrap

"and tried to save my friend

"and saved her.
We're on our way back,

and I can't tell you
anything else, so..."

How about you just say

"I'm okay,
I'll see you soon."

- It's gonna work.
- I know, but I just...

I don't want to lie to him,
again. I--

Look at me. Look at us.
I need a drink so bad.

Do you know
how badly I want a drink?

I want a drink so bad
so I can forget all of this.

You're really sober?

Cassie.

Cassie,
that is so impressive.

- Oh, no. Come on, it's--
- Really, it is.

I missed you.

I missed you, too.

- Thank you.
- Always.

- I'm gonna sleep.
- Okay.

Hey. All right.
I gotta tell you,

I really appreciate
what you're doing for us.

Seriously,
you really came through.

Um, but here's the thing,
I gotta get Megan back

to her family
in Long Island, okay?

And I was hoping that
maybe you could, like--

Cassie, Cassie, Cassie.

All righty.
I find you fascinating.

I seriously, honestly, I do.

But no more
Miranda Ex Machina.

- What?
- And also, Long Island?

No, no.

Come on!
Don't you want to, like,

get back in the saddle again?

You know, I genuinely thought
I did want to get

back in the saddle,
but I forgot how...

good you are
at getting into trouble,

and I actually would quite like

to enjoy the fruit
of my labors.

I'm a very wealthy
olive farmer.

I want to chill by my pool

and not get shot
in the fucking leg, again.

- Same leg.
- I mean, what are the odds?

- What are the odds?
- I--

So, you can just go home
on your own,

and solve your own drama,

You're perfectly
capable of doing that.

Fucking hell.

What is that?

What?
You got me a gift?

You got me a gift?

Cecilia bought it, wrapped it,
and brought it here,

but I just handed it to you.

So yeah, I did, I got you--
I got you a gift.

Wow! I am impressed.
Let's see.

- Mace?
- Yep.

Oh.
Personal safety alarm.

- Well, yeah. Of course.
- Thank you.

Little olive oil.
Cold pressed, huh?

- I pressed that.
- You did this?

- I learnt how to press it.
- Wow.

Listen.

I'm gonna stash you
at my place, okay?

We'll figure out
the next step after that.

We are coming to you live

with this breaking news.

Then I can get the files from
Cherri and then--

and then somehow make a deal
with the CIA or the FBI.

In Echo Park, one of
our city's best-known parks,

Hello. Are you
even listening to me?

- Wait. Hold on.
- Police have discovered

a horrific scene.

Two bodies are being recovered

from the bottom
of Echo Park Lake.

Both victims were
found wrapped in tarps

and weighted down
by heavy chains.

Police have not been able

to identify these victims
at this time.

Authorities are on scene
and have indicated

they will be here all night
searching for evidence

in their murder investigation.

Oh, wow.
That looks like everything

that was bought
on your credit card, right?

Details are thin,
but we have been told--

How much do you want to bet
that killer

looks exactly like...

Me.

Fuck.

We will continue
to bring you live updates

as this story develops.

Thank you.

Cassie. Are you okay?
Where are you?

Hi. Just hold on.
One second.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Um, I'm--
I'm not okay.

I'm not okay, but I'm back.
So, wait a minute.

You sound weird. What's wrong?
What happened?

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah. Don't freak out.

It's just, you know,
some crazy shit went down

with the neighbors
and the police were here.

Oh, my God, no.
What happened? Are you okay?

Yes, it's fine. We'll tell you
all about it when we see you.

Did you connect with Marco?

Okay, listen,
if something went down

and the police were there,
then we have to meet

somewhere else,
literally anywhere else.

- Did you say police?
- No, just go. Hold on.

Wait, what?
Oh, whatever.

I'll have Max pick a place
and I'll text you.

Call Marco.

Okay, okay. Text me. Bye.

- Welcome to Westwood.
- Westwood?

I thought
we were going to your place.

- Where are we?
- We had to take a detour.

Megan, I love you
more than anything,

but I am barely holding on
to my own shit right now,

so I really need you
to trust me.

Okay.

- Let's go.
- Okay.

- Cassie.
- Hi.

- Come in.
- Okay.

And hello to you, too,
Cassie's friend.

- I'm Brenda.
- Hi, I'm...Hildegard.

Lovely to meet you, Hildegard.

Nice to meet you, too.

Um, I'm sorry, it was
a really long car ride.

Do you mind
if I use your bathroom?

Oh, not at all.

Down the hall, right there.

Oh. So appreciate you
doing this. Thank you.

And if I'm putting you out
in any way,

will you just say so?

I'm your sponsor.

Putting me out is your job,

but I need you
to be up-front with me.

- What's going on here?
- Okay.

So, um, Hildegard
is a good friend of mine

and she's having family issues

and I'm trying to, you know,

do my acts of service
sort of thing,

trying to be of service.
Also, quick question--

do you have any Hot Tamales
around here by any chance?

Like, any sort of candy,
like, that you hide

- that I could have?
- No, not really a staple.

But, Cassie,
how are you doing?

Good. I'm doing good. Thank
you. Thank you for asking.

Thank you. I'm really--I'm
really, really, really good.

Okay.
Your vibe is very manic.

So I am not going to accept
that answer.

Let's try this again.

How are you doing, Cassie?

Well, I'm, um...
trying to be a hero

and I'm holding on so tight
that my hands are burning,

and I would really
like a drink,

but I didn't have a drink.

So, yay me.

And, um, yeah, I feel like

I'm maybe
one little tiny accident

away from a complete collapse.

This whole sobriety thing,

it's never not hard.

Should it feel like...

like walking a tightrope
above a pit of broken glass

that I'm about to, like,
completely fall into?

Only sometimes.

- Only sometimes?
- Hmm.

- Good.
- You look tired.

- What?
- You look like my oldest child

after she saved me
from asphyxiating in the pool.

Oh, my God!

How are you alive?
I don't understand.

I didn't drown.

- Yay!
- Obviously.

- Oh.
- Calm down.

And I'll
keep your friend here.

- Thank you.
- But only for one night.

Thank you.

I'm going to make some tea.

Okay, okay.

- Cassie.
- Hey.

I need to get
to Long Island now.

Okay, I understand, but you
have to stay here one night.

People are after you.
It's very dangerous.

- Cassie. Cassie.
- You have to be very careful.

I have been on the run
by myself

without your help for a year.

I need that evidence,

specifically before someone
murders me.

- Shh. Okay.
- No, listen!

It's the only way
I'm gonna get out of this mess.

I understand. Listen, you have
to stay for one night.

- I'm not staying.
- Yes, you are.

- No, I'm not.
- Yes, you are.

She is going to help you.

I'm not gonna stay
with that kooky lady.

She's not kooky,
she's making you tea.

Now listen to me.

I'm gonna come back tomorrow.

You're gonna keep this.

This is mace.
Do not mace Brenda.

I'm gonna come back tomorrow,
I'm gonna pick you up.

One night. Please.

I still cannot believe
you guys were held hostage.

More like prisoners,
because they didn't want

a ransom or anything like...

Ow. Okay.

- Babe, careful.
- Yeah.

I mean, it was crazy.

We fully thought this lady
was your double.

I mean, all of a sudden,
she was just blonde.

But then we realized
they were just after Megan

and they're hot on her trail.

I am so glad you're okay.

I'm horrified that
this happened.

I'm literally
fucking horrified.

Cassie, you did not ask
for a home invasion.

- Still. Still.
- Okay? Okay, upside,

Max snapped
a photo of one of them.

Wait, I know him.

This guy was in Berlin.

I saw him there,
but he was with a--

he was with a woman.
He had different color hair.

This was the couple?

Wait, he was in Berlin?

Yeah!

Yeah, no, he also dyed
his hair blonde.

So freaky
when couples look alike.

- Oh, I hate it.
- Is every single human crazy

and pretending
to be someone else?

This is insane.

It's okay.
Megan's in a safe place.

I don't have to worry.
Go to Iceland, have fun.

I'm sorry.
You know where she is?

Hey, hey,
according to the news,

the Echo Park Lake murders were

right after that couple
left us,

so they couldn't have crossed
town that fast.

Okay. So then we agree
that the double

probably committed
these murders, right?

There's security cameras
placed all around that lake.

Fuck, I mean, Cass,
that plus your

hardware store purchases
and this,

plus the fact
that you were in Berlin.

I know. I know.

And I know that you can explain
most of this away,

but the tonnage is really
starting to add up.

I have to go to the CIA
with this.

I have to.
You guys, this is...

It's too much, it's piling on,

- I can't, I can't, I can't.
- Cass,

they told you not to
look into it and you did.

And not for nothing,

you're gonna look suspicious
as fuck to them.

I know that.
But this has gone too far.

I have to go say something.

- Hi.
- What are you doing here?

Sorry, I was looking for Dot
and I can't get ahold of her

and I really need
to talk to someone.

Now is not the time.

No, no.
See, here's the thing, it is.

This is very important.

You know
I'm so tough with you

because I'm trying
to protect you.

'Cause this is--
this is dangerous,

dangerous work, Bowden.

Are--are you okay?

No.

I lost two analysts today.

Murdered at Echo Park Lake.

And we don't even have any idea
why they were there.

Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry. I--I--
I heard about that today.

I had no idea
they were CIA, though.

- I--I--
- That's it right there.

This place
is a fucking disaster.

Sometimes I want
to burn the whole shit down.

You ever have that feeling?

Go ahead. Go.

I'm going to be fucking fine.

The door's over there.

I'm just so fucking tired.

You can practically smell
the alcohol on his breath.

Ugh, imagine how good
he would taste.

Say no.

You've been wanting to blow up
this fake happy life for days.

Come on, blow it up.

Say yes.

A moth?

I'm not really
a butterfly girl.

You're not a moth
either, Cassie.

You're the whole goddamn flame.

It's just a fucking tattoo.