All language subtitles for Pretty Hard Cases 2x09 - Crystal Ball (English)

Uh-oh.

Davison and McConnell

filed an official complaint
against you this morning.

I'm sending you on secondment
while we look into this.

Remember when we felt love like that?

Yeah. Thank God we numbed with age.

- I love when older women explore their sexualities.
- Older is right!

You should see this kid she's
shtupping! It's ridiculous!

- I miss you.
- Angie...

Can we just go for
dinner this week, maybe?

I saw Naz at the hospital with his ex.

They were hugging
closely. He lied about it.

All right, if we're
gonna find out why Will

paid Dane to set off a shot-tipper,

we need to get closer to him.

- It's not a party, it's a business meeting.
- That's your wife?

I'm his sister. Adeline.

- Police! Identify yourself!
Adeline's booze cans.

- Balda.
- Will, who's Balda?

Right now, you're stomping all
over a homicide or suicide scene.

I need you both to tiptoe
your asses outta here.

Now I need you both to
tiptoe your asses outta here.

Good luck.

- These two.
- I'll handle it.

Hey.

- Yeah, I'm Detec...
- Samantha Wazowski, I know.

And right now you're stomping all
over a homicide or suicide scene

in your excellent sneakers.

I'm gonna have to ask you and your
partner Kelly Duff to skedaddle.

We should give you a statement.

Zip it. We approach every
scene with an open mind.

We can't have amateur
theories muddying the water.

I need you two to tiptoe
your asses out of here.

Good luck.

That's more of a pas
de barr�, but okay.

What a pair of idiots.
Hey! Where's the stiff?

Will French, Park-Bench realtor.

Looks like this guy shot up
enough dope to kill a horse.

Maybe, but French isn't an addict.
Look at his arms. No tracks.

That's why it killed him, I guess.

He was a tourist trying
to play in the big leagues.

What's going on?

- You can't come in here, ma'am.
- Where's my brother?!

Oh, my God. Will!

Ms. French, I'm Detective Tara Swallows.

Like the bird?

I love birds.

- I do, too.
- I'm Adeline.

- Oh! Adeline...
- Will, wake up.

Contamination of the crime scene,
of the evidence. Do we care?

We'll take it outside. Adeline,
come with me. Right now, come on.

- Wake up, wake up.
- He's dead.

Have a seat.

Adeline, did your brother
have a drug problem?

He used to, but I
I... I thought he quit.

I was with him a few hours
ago, but he seemed upset,

and then I went to
my... my burlesque class,

and I just had a bad feeling,
so I came to check on him here.

He OD'd. Didn't he? Please tell me.

We're not sure.

We'd like to bring you in,
have you answer a few questions.

Actually, hold on. Just a sec.

What's your problem, hounding
this poor, gorgeous woman?

She's in shock.

Maybe she knows more than she's saying.

Ugh, don't be ridiculous.

This woman needs a
moment. She's grieving.

- Is he fully dead?
- A hundred percent, fully. I'm so sorry.

- Morning, Mom.
- Mm-hmm.

- Whatcha reading?
- The Haunting of Chauncey Dubois.

Ooh! Is the haunting
supposed to be sexy?

Yeah, I know it looks like
a bodice-ripping good time,

but it's a total bore.

One of the morons in my
book club suggested it.

Your book club? Since when
do you have a book club?

Since you told me to get a life.

I joined neighbourhoodmeetup.com.

First meeting's, uh...
Day after tomorrow.

Would you care to join? I'm hosting.

Mom, you're inviting a bunch
of strangers into my house? Oh.

Sam, they're all your neighbours!

You don't have any riff-raff
in your neighbourhood.

You know what? I doubt
I'll be able to make it.

I'm in the middle of a case.

- Oh.
- Two weeks ago,

someone killed a drug-dealing
real-estate agent.

They made it look like an overdose.

Sounds like the plot of a
Chauncey novel without the ghosts.

- Mm.
- You really should take your own advice,

forge new friendships, new
relationships before it's too late.

Wh-wh-what's the update
on this Naz fellow?

Uh...

Uh, just...

He's just been, like, hanging out
with his ex a lot lately, so...

Really? By themselves?

Um, no. I don't know, I...

I just, like, overheard them
planning a trip to Stratford together.

And, like, I didn't
say anything. 'Cause...

Like, I just didn't
want to be that person.

Mom, do... do you think that's weird?

I hang out with your ex all the
time. You think that's weird?

Absolutely! I think that
is absolutely so weird.

I'm sorry, but Steve
is a good, good man.

I still think you cut
him loose far too early.

Okay. Mom, you know what?

I want you to invite as many people
as you want to the book club, hmm?

So you can make many, many new friends.

Not just my ex.

Adriana, you're picking up
the gender-reveal fireworks

and the gender-reveal cake, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- Do we need fireworks and a cake?

I thought Karina was the only
one doing the gender reveal.

She is. I don't care about gender.
Plus, you know I love a surprise.

We went over all this last time,
Kel. Oh, did you order the balloons?

Yeah.

Well, consider this your 50th reminder.

Jesus, Kelly, the shower's tomorrow.

Now, I have to pee.

Again.

Yo. Ain't she supposed to be nesting

and getting all sweet and motherly?

Didn't you guys make up?

What's going on with you?

I ended things with Len.

Oh, Kel. I'm sorry.

You know, I'm just not
in the mood to celebrate

people's perfect lives, perfect babies.

Just because it's not your time
now doesn't mean it won't ever be.

Oh, I gotta go. See you tomorrow.

Love you.

- Kelly, remember the balloons!
- Yeah.

So the last time we saw this wild woman,

she locked us in a
cellar "accidentally,"

and then she took off with
her brother, whom she hated,

who also died of a heroin
overdose a few short hours later.

While she scurried off
to a burlesque class?

I mean, I can't believe homicide
actually bought that ridiculous alibi.

They did follow up, and
her burlesque teacher

did confirm her attendance.

- Oh, please.
- Either way,

Will's last words were "Balda did this."

And the only person who might
know who Balda is, is Adeline.

And now we can't even ask her
about it, because apparently,

Adeline is on a grief
retreat in the Laurentians,

off the grid and unreachable.

Okay! Balda, who is that?

Or what is that? I looked it up.

It's either a vintage camera
or a toy store in Belgium.

But the guy was dying. It
could've been gibberish.

Why do you think Adeline
would know about Balda?

Look, the woman is smarter than
anyone gives her credit for.

Yeah, maybe, but she
doesn't pay for parking.

She's racked up thousands of dollars

in parking tickets all over the city,

including half a dozen
on Westveld Street.

Okay.

Okay, well, her rental car got
another one there yesterday.

- Yesterday?
- Grief retreat, my ass.

So what's around here

that Adeline French
can't stay away from?

Bye-bye! Oh, and Olga,
take it easy on the palinka.

You two! I've been expecting you.

You've come for a reading, correct?

- Maybe some other time?
- Do you have time to waste?

Zorka.

Seventh-generation psychic.

When you're ready to see your future,

entrez.

Hey.

Maybe she's seen something,
maybe we should go in.

- What, with her third eye?
- Of course not,

but if she solicits random
people on the street,

maybe she's seen Adeline.

Come on.

Been in the neighbourhood long?

- Thirty years.
- Oh, that's exciting.

- I'm wondering if you've seen...
- I ask the questions first.

Get a feel for you both, hmm?

Mm-hmm. You are close
like sisters. Best friends?

Are you... you could just
tell that by looking at us?

- Who would like the first reading?
- I will, I'll go, I'll do it.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh, your romantic life,
there's something wrong.

You have left behind a great love.

Ooh, Heartbreaker Wazowski, huh?

Unlike you.

You are too careful with
your heart, your feelings.

Which is why you have also lost a
relationship with deep connections.

Uh, yeah. Uh, can I use your bathroom?

Second door on the left.

She's lucky. Some
losses are irreplaceable.

I-I'm sorry, I, uh...

I lost my son, Ilya.

Oh, God. Was it recent?
I'm so sorry. What happened?

My daughter, the human
tornado. That's what happened.

She's a bad seed.

If he got into drugs,
it was because of her.

My daughter Balda, she's a handful.

Partying, shopping,
women, men, bed to bed.

Ilya, he was managing her
money. Otherwise, she'd go broke.

But now Ilya's gone.

So Zorka's their mother?

Yep, but Adeline is Balda
Farkas, sister to Will,

aka Ilya Farkas, and possibly
responsible for his death.

Where did you find this picture?

A simple toggle image search
of Ilya and Balda Farkas

brought me to the greater Toronto
Hungarian community centre website.

And in 2015, the Farkas
siblings cut themselves off

from their Hungarian mobster father

and their psychic mother.

And transformed themselves
into Will and Adeline French,

now both dead centre
of this coyote alliance.

Check this out.

Do you suffer from bad Karma?
Are you the victim of a curse?

Love life getting you down?

I am Zorka, seventh-generation psychic!

after years of pain, Zorka
told me I'd been cursed,

so I drank her magic
Hungarian spring water.

Now, I've never felt
better in my whole life!

Call 1-555-ZRKA.

Just 10 easy payments of 99.99.

So mom's a fraudster. Magic
water. One step up from snake oil.

Yep. Zorka has a bunch
of one-star reviews.

Customers say she sold them
tap water for thousands.

She was arrested for it last
year, but charges were dropped.

But she is definitely
still running this scam.

So all we have to do is catch her
selling this phony miracle water,

threaten to charge her with
fraud unless she gives us Adeline,

then once we have Adeline,
we're gonna flip her over

to Frowny Mc-Smelled-a-Fart

and human marionette to
reconsider the homicide charge.

This is all very interesting,
but last time I checked,

you don't work homicide or fraud,

and I'm not hearing
anything about pink cocaine.

Nazeer, Greene, and I are gonna
take a more logical approach.

Let's go, boys.

Okay. So who is gonna go in with Zorka?

She seems to only target the gullible,

the desperate and the over-fifties.

We might know someone.

You want my help because I'm old?

If you think I'm gonna
put on hard pants for this,

you are sorely mistaken.

We do not think that you're old.
It has nothing to do with age,

it's just more like general malaise.

We are asking because you have the
most experience. We need you, Ed.

Just for today, off the books.

You know, Kevin is
sick, I can't leave him.

Okay. Sure. Um...

I guess that means you will not
be needing your hard pants anymore.

Just curious, what size are you?

Oh, no, that's the wrong colour
for you, Wazowski. But on me,

it look damn nice.

Get your hands off my blazer.

Vultures.

I'm not done yet. Mm-mm.

I think my partner's cheating on me.

My ex-partner also cheated.

You know what? I think I
just attract them, cheaters.

Why would that be? Maybe I'm cursed.

I heard that you specialize
in this sort of thing.

- What sort of thing?
- Bad luck.

Maybe. But that's not your problem.

Why isn't Zorka taking the bait?

I don't know. Maybe her
recent arrest made her jumpy?

Yeah, but that was a year ago.

What do you think my problem is?

You're lying. The cheating's not
real, it's not why you're here.

It's your son, isn't it? He's sick.

Is she talking about Kevin?
How's she know about Kevin?

Zorka's not a psychic.

Kevin is ill. How did you know?

- Because I'm a psychic.
- What if she's right?

- Kevin is a dog, not Shanks's son!
- Well, don't tell Shanks that.

Besides, I'm talking about me.

Am I leaving a great
love behind with Naz?

Because I have been feeling
pretty detached from him lately.

You've got unresolved trust issues.

It's... no surprise, considering
your ex cheated on you.

You clearly have no
respect for my abilities.

Why did you even come here?

I'm lost.

I gave my entire life to my
career, and I make one mistake,

and now I'm awaiting disciplinary action

while someone else sits at my desk.

And what's almost worse

is that I thought I was close to
my coworkers, like, really close.

I thought I was a mentor.

Since I left, I barely see them.

People at work, especially the
women, they're like my family,

and I miss them, and I'm not
sure I know who I am without them.

Hey.

The fried pigeon...

Will not just fly into your mouth.

Uh, come again?

You want change, you work for it.

Get out of bed, put on your clothes,

answer those phone calls, stop moping!

Luckily for you, I can help. But first,

at your work,

you're replaced by an
inferior man, am I right?

So pink cocaine has recently been
purchased here, here and here.

So distribution didn't
die with Will French.

No, but if we comb
through these hotspots,

perhaps we can figure out
who the new local supplier is.

- How?
- Well... I have created an algorithm

that uses pre-existing drug-arrest stats

to show average physical
proximity down to the kilometre

between dealers and
their local suppliers.

Isn't that basically geographic
profiling? Used to find serial killers?

Yes, but it's never been used
to find drug suppliers before,

and apprehend them before they
get more product onto the streets.

Kind of like minority
report, but for drugs.

I'm not sure what you're saying,

I'm just saying I want
to anticipate crime

and stop it before it happens.

Right. But... don't we think
the stats can be a little biased?

It's called intelligence-led
policing, Greene.

That's what we're doing today, okay?

So pull the data on any
dealer from these areas,

input it, let the computer do the rest.

Excuse me.

It's as I suspected.

Both you and your son... are cursed.

But I have just the thing to help.

Magic spring water from
Egerszal�k, Hungary.

$1,200 a bottle,

but it can heal many ailments.

- Do you take cash?
- Mm-hmm.

- Here you go. $2,400.
- Hmm.

Okay! Go, go, go, go!

Hey! Hang on a sec! I was
just starting to believe!

Where is she?! Go, go!

No, you don't! Police!
You're under arrest!

- You're under arrest!
- Sam! Forget that!

Hey, stop!

Get back here!

Zorka Farkas,

you... are impressively
fast, and under arrest.

How did you know where I was
going? Do you also have the gift?

Nah. I'm just really good at my job.

Ammonia, phosphoric acid. Hmm.

Sound like magic Hungarian
water to you, Wazowski?

It really does not. It sounds
like the exact composition

of good old-fashioned Toronto tap water.

I am guessing that
Zorka's water is a scam.

You can't prove it doesn't
work. Magic is tricky like that.

Magic or not, you
misrepresented your product,

which means you'll
be charged with fraud.

- I am not a fraud.
- Mm.

Wait.

This isn't really about me, is it?

- We want to talk to you about Balda.
- Why?

Because we think she killed your son.

- Where's your daughter now?
- We need to find her, and if not her,

then at least give us something
we can use to bring her in.

I don't know where she is. I... I...

But... maybe I have something.

My husband, Vencel,

peace to his ashes,

taught Balda:

Get dirt on your enemies
and then you're untouchable.

She gave me a USB.

If anything happened to her,

I was supposed to give
it to her accountant,

an Adam something,

to expose those that hurt her.

Now that she's hurt me,
maybe... I should give it to you?

If my charges are dropped.

Well, unless you have a better option.

Gentlemen, meet Lucky Spacek,

our new potential supplier.

He lives within five
kilometres of four dealers

who were arrested for
pink-cocaine sales,

and he's got an association
with coyote member Bingo Ramirez,

whom I believe you
connected... to Will French.

We should get a team over to his
place ASAP, start surveilling him.

You want to watch him because

he lives near someone
who committed a crime?

Context, Greene. Plus,
the numbers don't lie.

We should name this
thing, this algorithm.

Something spiffy. How
about crack whacker?

Okay, dope dotter?

Dope daughter, like a kid?

No, d-o-t-t... do you want
me... should I write it?

No, no, we get it. It's, um...
Well, it's certainly creative.

That's why they gave me the promotions.

Happy to share my strategy with you:

Doing the job you want to get.

People don't always see
my point. For example,

I tried to give Gabrielle some advice,

you know, coach her on next steps
after her sergeant promotion.

Told her to freeze her eggs,
give her some more time to climb.

I mean, why settle for
a low-status position?

Yeah. Starting to see
why you two broke up.

Really? What I want to know
is why did you two break up?

Hey, Nathan. Could I get your help?

Sure. Had enough stats for today.

It looks like they used BitCrypt
to encrypt Adeline's USB.

It's impossible to hack.

Our best shot is to get decryption
software from the company...

... Which is based in NYC.

So we'd have to go to the RCMP.

Well, uh, we could
avoid that if one of us

had a connection to a
U.S. law-enforcement agent.

You know, like a
long-standing friendship,

or maybe even a family tie who's
having some sort of an event today?

I get it.

This is... ni-nice.

Yeah. Looks like someone
ate too much Pinterest

and threw up everywhere.

Hey, we need her help, so please,

- you have to be nice.
- All right.

Okay.

Hey...

Congratulations, Karina.

Kelly. I didn't think you'd make it.

You kidding me? I wouldn't
miss this for the world.

I know it sounds clich�, but you
actually are glowing right now.

You certainly are. You're glowing
like a big lightbulb, you are.

Okay, this is... I'm gonna...
Good to see you. Drinks.

Anyway... great turnout.

Did, uh, Elijah make it?
Pretty sure we asked him.

Elijah who? Elijah Fox? FBI Elijah?

Why would you invite my
ex-boyfriend to my shower?

I don't know. He's a nice guy.

All right, look.

Sam and I are in a bit of a bind,

and we need the FBI to pressure BitCrypt

to share some of their
decryption software.

We don't have time
to deal with the RCMP.

It's a huge, huge part of our case.

Karina, I would really appreciate it.

Oh, you would? Well, you want
to know what I'd appreciate?

If you acted like a sister and
maybe participated in our shower.

Okay, well, when's the gender reveal?

It's in five hours.

- Ah...
- Five hours.

That's... that's good.

What kind of maniac has
a six-hour baby shower?!

Please tell me this is alcohol.

I think she's...

Why is Karina being so hard on you?

- You just went through a really bad breakup.
- She doesn't know that.

- What, you didn't tell her?
- She doesn't care.

She certainly doesn't want to
hear about it on her special day.

You know what?

If it's Karina's special day...
She better get ready to work for it.

- What?
- Let's kick her ass. All right, ladies!

- What... Sam, no, don't!
- Who wants to play a game?!

Yes!

- Baby, are you ready for this?
- Mm-hmm.

- Is everybody ready for this?
- Yes!

- Hey. We're going to lose.
- No, no, we just have to align our asses.

No! No. I mean we have to lose.

Look, look!

- Ready? All right.
- Okay?

On your mark,

get set... go!

Whoo-hoo!

Yeah!!!

Ugh.

The cake tastes like envelopes.

Yeah, I know. So good.
When I was little,

I used to lick all the envelopes
for our Christmas cards.

Judy thought I was being so helpful.

All right, but you were savouring

the taste of the glue
like a little creep.

- Yeah.
- Ah, yeah.

- It's great cake, huh?
- Oh, my God. I am loving it! So good.

Mm. Mm...

Elijah's sending over the
software tomorrow morning.

- Really? That was fast.
- Kelly, I...

... called in the favour
the minute you asked.

Steve, hi. Ugh. Okay.

I would... just be normal. Okay.

I would like to talk to you
about your past indiscretions

in the hopes of getting closure.

Nobody does that.

- Hey.
- Hi.

You... you look like you've
been making out with a smurf.

What? Oh, jeez! Oh, uh...

It was Kelly's sister's baby
shower. It-it's blue cake.

She was... having a
boy. It doesn't matter.

- Did you want a drink?
- Sure.

Remember your baby shower?
Judy got drunk and serenaded you

with an acapella version of
Your Body is a Wonderland.

Oh, my God.

I still don't know how she thought

that was about a
mother-daughter home birth.

We had fun when Elliot was little.

We did.

Actually...

... that's what I wanted
to talk to you about.

Kind of what happened between us?

Really? Um...

You never wanted to before.

I know. Yeah.

I just was so angry,

I couldn't. And...

I-I realize now, I just...

St-Steve, I really...

I really need closure.

That's great.

I'm not gonna make any excuses.
I wish I could go back and...

Not sleep with our son's gym teacher.

Biggest regret of my life.

That, and not buying a rental property

before Toronto real estate went nuts.

You ever think we gave up too quickly?

Like...

... left behind a great
love... for example?

Maybe we didn't leave it
behind. When I look at you...

... I still feel it.

Sam.

Oh!

Good morning, sunshine.

Oh, I forgot how you like
to do that to wake me up.

Well, I can't help it.
It gives me so much joy.

Look what I found on the
back of the bathroom door.

My old faithful. I guess someone's
been... thinking about me.

Or more likely just kept using
it after you were gone, but okay.

Coffees on, bagels are in the toaster.

I'm gonna hop in the shower, all right?

- Hi.
- Hi!

Hey, sorry. You mind if
I just put these down?

'Cause they are really hot!

Ah.

I know, I-I know.
Nobody likes a drop-in,

but... I just miss you, Sam.

And, um, I know we've
both been super busy,

so I figured I'd take a chance.

Oh. You know what? You
probably don't want to be here,

because my mother now likes to
walk around naked after a shower.

It's just... it's a Florida thing.

- Okay.
- So...

Well, we could go out back,

just like old times. You, me,
and some Somalian dark roast?

Uh... thank you.

You're really...

Uh, I have to shower for work.
I have to get ready for work.

Yeah, no, for sure, of course you do.

- Yeah.
- I... I'll leave you to it.

Seems like you and Judy have some
breakfast plans there too, so...

- Yep.
- Okay. Well, then, I'll go.

Okay.

Sam, uh...

I just want to make sure that,
like, um... that we're okay, right?

I'm...

I'm a-okay, so...

Okay, great. That's great to
hear. I'll see you at work.

I'll see you at work.

Hey. Duff, could I just talk
to you for a minute about...

Adeline's case. Is that the
thumb drive? Did you decode it?

Okay, that's great.
What do we have here?

What do we have here... ?

Well, his file has this list of names.

Most of them are coyotes
who we've already found.

Strangely, someone that Michaels
found yesterday was also on the list.

- Mm. Lucky Spacek?
- The asshole was right about one thing.

- We haven't opened all the files yet.
- Okay, what's this?

Hey. I-I know that face.
That's Enrique Flores Molina.

It's the cartel boss.

Yeesh. This guy's on red
notice for importing cocaine.

Keep playing.

- What the hell?
- That kid is definitely underage.

Oh... God, I gotta stop,
I gotta stop, I gotta stop.

- Why does Adeline have this?
- She's blackmailing him.

This is how she got the cartel to
supply the coyotes the pink cocaine.

Sell me your drugs, or
I tell your macho friends

that you like teenage boys.

So Adeline made the cartel connect,
but Will's controlling everything?

Explains why she felt
entitled to take over.

Let's press Zorka. Get
her to contact Adeline now.

Balda, I need your help.

Come to the fair now.

There. I left her a message.

It was the place that her
father picked for emergencies.

- You sure Adeline's getting these voicemails?
- Yes.

See?

The smile, it means she's coming.

Give me the phone back.

- What if there's an emergency?
- Give me the...

You need anything, you just
talk into this. Testing, testing.

Okay, good to go.

And don't worry, we'll have eyes on you.

Detectives Duff and Wazowski
will keep an eye out for Adeline.

Come on, let's get you into position.

- This is all a little weird.
- Yup!

See Adeline yet?

No. Nothing but the butt of a dinosaur.

It's called a cloaca, actually.

It's a three-in-one orifice
and... it do-doesn't matter.

What's wrong with you today?

Uh... do you know that you are standing

behind a historically
inaccurate dinosaur?

The brontosauri actually never existed.

You know, you spend a long time
believing something and then bam!

Everything you knew just isn't true.

She's not coming. I have a bad feeling.

Balda, she only thinks of herself.

All right, sit tight. We'll
give it a few more minutes.

Where the hell is she? Dammit, let's go!

Yeah, we lost Zorka. Checking
the southeast side of the mall!

Got it. We'll go northwest. Let's go.

- Ugh! Where'd she go?
- I don't know, I don't see her!

Oh, eyes on Zorka! She's with a
man, blue shirt, by the brontosaurus!

- Brachiosaurus!
- Ugh!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Come on, move!

Hey, here!

Come on!

Let's go!

- Excuse me!
- Go, go, go! Excuse me!

Go, go, go.

Hey! Sam, this way!

- Stop!
- Stop! Police!

GTPD! Get your hands behind your back!

Balda sent them to take me.

Take you? You paid me 500
bucks to get you outta there.

No. No, no, no. Mm-mm.

So dude over here says he
doesn't even know Adeline.

Yeah, and Zorka says she
never gave him any money.

So who do we believe?

Bad guy ride-share or
snake oil saleswoman?

Well, Adelina's a nightmare,

but she's still the only
family Zorka's got left,

and she's still the strongest
lead in our coyote case.

Okay, so where the hell is Adeline?

I hope you all had a
chance to finish reading

The Haunting of Chauncey Dubois,

because there will be some spoilers!

Spoilers as in rotten?
Because I tried to read it,

but it stinks! Don't you guys...

Think... think so?

Uh, so anyone want to try my bean salad?

So anyway, the other day,

I was playing with my cat, Cloudy,

he's the Scottish fold with the
bladder crystals, when all of a sudden,

his favourite cat toy started
to sway all on its own.

I wasn't moving it, and Cloudy
certainly wasn't moving it!

And I was wondering,

maybe it was the air
conditioner! But it's broken!

Not that my landlord cares.

Do any of us really care?

Okay, who here has slept
with their landlord?

Huh?

Oh, hey, hi! Come on in.

What a nice surprise. She's in there.

Okay.

- Sam! What are you doing here?
- Oh, well, the lights were on,

I was passing by and I was, like:
"Hey, I'll just... " That's a lie.

I just wanted to talk about
the other day with Zorka.

- What about it?
- Uh, the whole thing about us being family,

and then you feeling lost
and neglected because...

We didn't come by to check on you.

I was acting. I had
to give her something.

Sounded true.

Oh, Sam. Sam...

Ah! Come on.

I'm fine. Yeah, I'm a little bored,

a lot frustrated, but... I'm fine.

Good.

Liz? Elizabeth!

Kevin, he-he's... he's walking,
he's eating. What'd you give him?

Nothing, other than that water.

Mm...

- Night, Judy.
- Michaela.

"So my Scottish fold said
to my air conditioner,

'maybe we're both haunted.' "

I think you are gonna be haunted
by Michaela's bean salad tonight.

I've never seen someone pretend
to enjoy legumes so much.

Well, what can I say? I'm
really good at pretending.

- Yeah?
- Pretending to like things,

pretending to be someone I'm not.

- Why is that?
- My mother never approved of me.

If she could've chosen a
different daughter, she would've.

I think that's how my
daughter feels about me.

But you guys live together,

right? You're not... close?

Well, I try to be, but
Sam's never here. She's a...

She's a cop. Total workaholic.

Obsessed with this new case.

- Ooh! True crime!
- Mm.

Although I bet you can't really
tell me about it, though, right?

Well, I don't really know that much,

but she thinks this real-estate
agent's overdose was actually a murder.

H-honestly, I don't know.

Well...

If my mother would rather
a different daughter,

and your daughter would
rather a different mother,

then maybe they don't deserve us.

Maybe they don't.

Good night, new mommy.

- Good night, sweetie.
- Will I see you soon?

Absolutely.

Hi.

You forget something, or...

Uh, no. I...

Actually wanted to talk to you. Um...

I know I haven't been very supportive,
or at all supportive, really.

I'm happy for you guys.

It's just...

... not the easiest thing
for me to show up for.

- Why?
- Because... I want a baby too.

It's like this emptiness inside.

Well, are you sure you want a baby?

'Cause it kind of sounds
like you want to eat a baby.

Maybe you should've had more cake.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I guess you don't know what
it feels like to be jealous...

Miss Perfect.

- Oh, Miss Perfect?
- Yeah.

Oh. May I remind you that I'm
having this baby on my own?

It's far from what I wanted.

And believe it or not, I was
jealous of you when we were kids.

Yes, you were my confident,
funny-as-hell sister

that all of my friends
wanted to be friends with,

and all of my crushes wanted to date.

Let's be clear, okay? At home, I
was the underdog, like, dead last.

Well, then try putting
yourself first for once.

That's why I'm doing this on my
own. I am putting what I want first.

So hey, if there's
something that you want,

go get it.

You have one life, right?

Yeah.

It's okay, get it.

You're a cop, answer your goddamn phone.

Okay, okay, okay.

Hey, Nathan.

Okay.

I'll be right there. Yeah.

- I love you.
- I love you.

And I love you.

- Yes. Go.
- Bye! Okay!

What's going on?

Adeline French's evidence
files have been scrambled.

- What?
- All the photos, everything on the drive: Gone.

- But the drive was in evidence. Only police had access to it.
- Exactly.

So Adeline has someone
inside covering her tracks.

Which means the OCE has a dirty cop.

Michaels is losing it right now.
He's locking everything down.

I wanted you to know, all right?

Greene. My office. Now.

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