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Previously on "Imposters"...

My name is Molly,

and I'm looking for a happy,
normal life.

I'm Shelly. Shelly Cohen. I'm...

fairly confident you know my ex-wife.

I think I want to go to the Harbor.

Your time here will be dedicated

to the idea of wholeness.

Group sessions take place once a day.

Oh! Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

I think you forgot to
give me back my money.

I don't like you so much.

We can do a job together,

see if we... fit.

This work can mess with your head

and your heart.

Be careful.

Saffron Keyes,

will you marry me?

Maddie Jonson.

Who are you now?

This office is for agents
who didn't screw the pooch.

Ready to go?

Anybody need a ride?

- Maxie.
- Chin up, Max.

It's better to be sad than dead.

Just, no more lying to each other, okay?

So I guess we need a new code.

No lying about money.

I just sold an actual boat.

No lying about drinking.

- No lying about sex.
- Okay.

Looks like you broke
through that writer's block.

So what's the story?

It's based on my, uh...

my cousin, Callie Shuman.

It's fiction.

Do me a favor and get it over with.

I'm not gonna kill you.

At least not just yet.

Ouch.

Oh, you're awake.

Beginning to wonder if they
put me in with a vegetable.

And who might you be?

Louie. Jenkins.

Shelly Cohen.

Uh-huh. Hello to you, sir.

All right.

Well, that's a surprise.

You must be...

someone important.

I must be.

Don't need these.

Open.

Now, Louie,

what brings you to our lovely
little semi-private suite?

I-I had surgery.

Mm.

You had surgery, indeed.

You had your third
exploratory splenectomy.

Say that three times fast.

My surgeon strongly advised...

"Your surgeon strongly advised."

Piece of advice, Louie.

Don't trust a person whose only job

is to slice open your guts.

Right?

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

No.

See you in a minute.

I got a question for you, Louie.

Did you really have surgery
because you needed it,

or is it possible that this way,

you were guaranteed to get some
attention from your family?

Do you think, maybe,

it was a way for...

Daniel and Sarah and
Lisa and Daniel Junior

to give you some
much-needed attention, Louie?

You must think

I'm horrible.

Come on, Louie.

You haven't heard a word I've said.

I think you...

...are a Grade A,

capital B badass.

Yeah?

Oh, yeah, man.

You're not leaving, are you?

Oh, well, I'm uninsured.

But there's a policeman out there.

Yes, I figured there might be,

and I was wondering if you could give me

just a teeny tiny little
bit of help with that?

Excuse me, officer.

This young man says he'd
like to speak with you.

I told you everything, Sal.

I want to hear it again.

- Do you work for the FBI?
- No.

Why didn't you tell the Doctor
the truth about Patrick?

Because I thought I could handle it,

that I could fix it.

How much is the ring worth?

$1.3 million.

And who has the ring now?

I don't know.

And where are Ezra, Richard, and Jules?

I told you, I don't know.

- Are they with Maddie?
- I don't know.

Were they working together
to double-cross the Doctor?

All I know is the original plan.

For you to impersonate the Doctor?

I only did that to bait the FBI.

It was the only way to get their money,

and I was gonna give it to the Doctor.

Every dime.

But Maddie screwed me.

Why do you think she did that?

Max?

Why do you think she did that?

Maybe she was just trying
to watch out for herself.

Or maybe she just forgot
who her real friends are.

What did they do to you?

Yes, Doctor?

I understand.

Does this mean the Doctor
is giving me another chance,

or are you just gonna
kill me somewhere else?

I guess we'll see.

You're driving.

Where to?

Wherever the hell I tell you.

Hola, guapa.

Hi, Jules.

I'm so glad to see you.

- I was worried you'd get lost.
- Me too.

- It's so beautiful here.
- Yes.

I have the pictures.

- Great. Want to come inside?
- Yeah.

What is all this?

People call it an arts commune,

but we just call it the Neighborhood.

What a magical place.

No, it's not magic.

It's very human, you know?

Here.

Let's go meet our guide.

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Smartass. Come in.

Herman, meet Jill.

Jill, meet Herman.

Hey there.

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Igualmente.

I'm gonna pick my tomatoes.

You'll be fine.

I'll be back.

So, Jill,

have you got some pictures for me

for the el pasaporte?

Uh, yep, I got 'em.

I got water, wine, soda.

Um, I'm good. Thanks.

I'm sorry, is my penis bothering you?

Not if it keeps its distance.

Well, now it's bothering me, so...

I keep forgetting that
not everybody's used to

this Neighborhood living.

All right, let's see 'em.

Oh, nice. Good.

Yeah, nice. Flat.

Yeah, well done.

- I can work with this.
- Okay, great, yeah.

Um, my friends and I...

I don't know if Esme told you,
but we got robbed.

It was super scary.
We went to the consulate...

No, no, no, no, no.

You don't ask me questions.
I don't ask you questions.

We just do business.

It's all wonderfully wonderful.

- Okay, great.
- It is great.

'Cause you are gonna bring me
the rest of the money next week,

and I'll have these
passports ready for you, huh?

Ain't life grand?

Sometimes it sure is.

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Callie Schuman? Are you kidding me?

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Ezra?

Ezra!

So he's been lying to us the whole time?

Yeah, there's no story.
There's no Callie Schuman.

It's just a list of
all the money he's made

since we've been here, every con,

and notes on how to improve them,

ideas of even bigger cons,

and like, lots of mentions of someone

he's been working with named R.

Look, I feel weird following Ezra around

like we don't trust him.

Yeah, well, I don't trust him.

You think that's R?

I don't know, dude.

Can we just not?

Whoa.

If R stands for "hot."

Damn.

- I don't believe this!
- Oh, come on.

You should be happy for him.
He's finally getting laid.

No, this is a total betrayal
of the ex code, okay?

And we're the sidekicks,

and you're the drunk sidekick.

Screw this. I'm done.

Yo, what the hell does that mean?

No, you guys want to do
whatever you want?

There's stuff that I want to do too.

Tomatoes I want to eat.

What tomatoes?

- Gracias.
- De nada.

And it was always like I didn't exist.

His life was more important than mine.

I felt that my father just
loved him more than me.

And after a while, you just...

you start to feel like
you're hidden in plain sight.

Just stay hidden.

Molly, did you have a comment?

Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.

- I, uh...
- That's okay.

I didn't hear what you said.

Um, she said "just stay hidden"?

Yeah, well, I-I just meant, I understand

what it feels like to be invisible.

Do you have a brother too?

A sister.

And I always felt, uh,
a bit invisible around her.

Molly, we'll finish with Linda,

and you can share next.

Yeah, no, that's okay.

You know, I think I just, uh...

I just need to get some air.

- Hey!
- Hey!

This is amazing.

What's the occasion?

- It's Thursday.
- What?

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Salucita.

Go away, Poppy.

I said go away.

Open the damn door, Jules.

You're too late, Poppy.

I already killed myself.

Well, Mother's looking for you.

There's a first for everything.

The least you could do is
show up to your own party.

I didn't ask for a party.

No, you did something far more gauche.

You graduated from art school,

which apparently is cause
for celebration, so...

let's celebrate.

Maybe I don't feel like celebrating.

Maybe I feel like I
did something shitty.

- You're being emotional.
- Because I have emotions!

- Well, they're unbecoming.
- You're a goblin.

Get out.

Honestly, Jules,

I try to understand,

but you got everything you wanted.

What I wanted was to be an artist.

Now I'm a worthless piece of shit.

What you did in the grand scheme

is nothing.

Besides, no one will ever find out,

because it's fixed.

That's what power and influence does.

It fixes things.

You need to accept that.

- Yeah, no.
- Poor Jules.

Jules likes to suffer.

Jules mistakes suffering
for authenticity.

Besides,

every family needs a fuck-up.

Lucky for you,

we will always be there to rescue you.

Hola.

- Buenos d�as.
- Buenos d�as.

Gracias.

It's true.

I can't sing, and I can't dance.

But you said you'd entertain me.

Come on, there must be something.

Yeah, okay, there's, like,
one stupid impression.

Okay, do it.

Oh, okay. Um...

I'm, uh...

I'm, uh... I'm just a boy,

standing in front of a girl,

asking her to love him.

What is that?

That's Hugh Grant.

- That's dead-on.
- Who's Hugh Grant?

Who's Hugh Grant? Seriously?

- I have no idea.
- He's in all those rom-coms.

Rom-com, like romantic comedies?

What's that face for?

- You like those movies?
- Oh, my God, yes.

And hello, everyone does.

Okay.

Two people fall instantly in love,

but surprise,

something really dumb keeps them apart,

like a mis...

- Like a mis...
- "Mis" what?

- M-m-mistake?
- Ah!

- Mistletoe?
- Mis... ah, I can't remember.

I had too much champagne.

- Misunderstanding?
- Exactly.

- Yeah.
- Of course,

they find each other again and
it ends happily after ever.

- Ever after.
- Whatever.

And you know,
that's why people watch those movies,

'cause they want to
believe it's possible.

And you believe it's possible?

I see.

There is a sad story in there.

Well, what about you?

I mean, you haven't told
me anything about yourself.

Who cares about the past?

All that I want is to
be happy right now.

I'd like to talk to
you about your sister.

My sister?

You mentioned her last night

in Brian's group.

He said you blurted something out.

You told me you were the only child

of a single mother.

Mm-hmm. Yeah, I do that all the time.

You know,
it's just because we're so distant,

it just feels like I'm an
only child at this point.

What prompted you to mention
your sister in group?

Well, Linda was saying
something about her brother...

Molly, do you have a sister?

Excuse me?

Do you have a sister?

I'm not really sure why you're
asking me that question.

If you don't have a sister,
that means that it was

more important for you
to make Linda feel better

than to tell the truth.

Jesus, I was just trying to help, man.

How?

How were you trying to help Linda?

I don't know. Why don't you tell me?

You lied to Linda,

just like you're lying to me right now.

Why come to a place like
this to make things up?

Why sit here with me and lie?

So that's it? You think you know me?

You've got me figured out after,
what, three sessions?

Hardly. I just wonder
how well you know yourself.

We talk a lot here about the false self

versus the authentic self.

Mm-hmm.

And some people find it...

safer or easier or
even more advantageous

to go through life projecting
a counterfeit image

as a way to hide who they really are.

Oh, so you... you're saying I'm hiding?

No, I think you figured out
a long time ago

that if you could read
someone in just the right way,

then you can give them
exactly what they want.

And that would make them feel good.

And that's a bad thing?

Making people happy is a bad thing?

I don't care about
what other people want.

I care about what you want,
what you feel.

Because the one person
getting lost in all of this

is you.

The real you is in there, Molly.

You just need to find her.

Would you be willing to try
something a little different?

Your assignment may
seem a little morbid,

but I promise, it'll be very helpful.

I want you to imagine your own funeral.

Who would be there,

and what would they say about you?

Ow. Hey, come on, watch it.

You try seeing anything
in this stupid veil.

Guys, hold on. Is this the right place?

- Nobody's here.
- Must be the right place.

After you, Morticia.

Honestly, does Maddie think

that I would actually wear this?

I look like Melania
Trump at the Vatican.

I guess she wanted to see
my pecs one last time.

I can barely breathe in this thing.

What's she got you in?

This is my wedding suit.

- Huh.
- Oof.

That is some fucked up shit.

Someone please say something.

Okay, I think one of us
should say something.

I'm wearing this dumbass veil.

That's all she's getting out of me.

Fine, I'll do it.

Dearly beloved...

"Beloved." That's, uh...

That's funny. Um...

I'm here because I wanted
to be someone's beloved.

And for a few happy months,

I thought I was.

Here's the really crazy thing.

I actually feel grateful that
Maddie Jonson happened to me.

She taught me something
incredibly important:

that I was capable of real love.

- Are you crying?
- Shut up.

Here's what else I know.

I will find love again.

Like you told me.

Because it's worth the risk

and the pain.

That's what's so...

sad about today.

Did you die without knowing true love?

Without ever having
someone to call beloved?

That is such a sad way to die.

Ah, it's Ezra.

No!

Molly?

Um, inner light workshop

is starting in about five minutes.

- You want to come with me?
- Yeah.

You okay?

No.

You remember that time, Sal?

It was after that Reno job.

I'm in a tux. You're in a ball gown.

We drove through the night,
and we finally

pulled into that rinky-dink gas station.

I was coming back from
the cashier when I...

I spied you talking to that little girl.

She saw you in that gown,
and I heard her ask you,

"Excuse me.

"Are you the queen?"

And you looked her right in the eye,

and you said, "Yes.

"Yes, young lady. I am."

I got to tell you, Sal,

we might have taken a
few things from people

along the way, you know, but...

I have to believe that little girl,

'cause she'd never seen
anything that beautiful

in her whole life.

You gave her something.

Take a left here.

At least now I know where we are.

What's the play, Sal?

Car's gone.

Looks like they're out.

God damn it, Sal, say something.

You think I'm the one who betrayed you?

You're the one who screwed me.

You found Heller's money,
and you ran, and don't tell me

you were gonna send me
a postcard from Panama.

"Maxie, come join me." No.

No, you were getting out for you.

Well, maybe I should just blow
your brains out right now,

be done with it.

You're not a killer, Sal.

Try me, Maxie.

Just try me.

All right, all right,
here we go, here we go.

You're on his left.
Go to the left, go to the left!

No, no, no, no! Fire.
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire!

Here we go. Here we go, baby, come on.

No!

Lo siento, lo siento.

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Oh, shit.

Eddie?

Morning.

Looking for this?

That's not funny.

What bothered you more,

that I took the money,
or that I was gone?

- Obviously the money.
- Obviously.

You know,
you're a bad liar for a con artist.

- I'm the best liar.
- Other than me.

- Bullshit, baby dog eyes.
- All right.

You say something to me.

I'll tell you if you're lying.

Then I'll say something to you,

and we'll see who's better at this.

You're gonna lose.

We'll see.

If you ever really steal from me,

I will track you down,

I will find you,
and I will make you pay.

True.

And terrifying.

- Right? Your turn.
- All right.

I don't give a shit about the money.

Ever since I met you,

I've been thinking of
ways to stay in Mexico

just so I can be with you.

Am I lying?

What the hell?

It's okay.

Dude, oh, my God,
I just banged on, like, 17 doors.

What the hell are you doing here?

How'd you find me?

We followed you here a few nights ago.

- What?
- Eddie?

It's okay. He's a friend of mine.

We have a situation.
I was using your account

to play "Knights of Meridia."

You got a message while I was playing.

What was the message?

- I'm sorry, she's got to go.
- I'm not going anywhere.

- Who the fuck do you think you are?
- I'm the guy who knows

that his real name is Ezra,

- not Eddie.
- What?

Yeah, my real name is... is Ezra.

And there's probably a whole
lot of other serious shit

that you don't know about him,
so I suggest

you leave while you can, comprende?

- Is that true?
- Um...

Which part?

Okay, look, there are some things
I haven't told you,

but for really good reasons, okay?

You are pathetic.

Hi.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Ezra! You have to call your parents.

Right now.

Hello? Dad?

Hey, kid,
it's your old friend Mr. Ellis.

Remember me?

Look, Mom and Dad are fine for now,

but, uh...

it's time for you to come home.

We need to talk.

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Hey, I need to talk to Herman.

I'm in the middle of something.

Well, do you know where he is or not?

Oh, now you seem to be
interested in our plans?

- 'Cause you've been busy...
- Damn it, Jules.

Tell me where he is.

Upstairs. The room
next to the upside-down flag.

What's going on?

It's time to go back to the States.

Now.

No, I get it. I get it.

You're... you're... you're in a hurry.

Right.

- It's very American.
- But...

But... take a look around here, baby.

Does this look like a drive-through?

You know,
you just got to trust the process.

But... but what does that mean?

It means you're gonna get your passports

next week, just like I promised you.

Fine. I'll figure out
another way to get across.

No, hey, hey, hey!

We still have a deal here,

and I'm on the hook for
the cost of the passports,

so you guys still owe me money.

All right, man, chill out.

Don't tell me to chill out.

No, I'm not fucking around here!

Oh, shit.

Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

- There they are.
- Daddy!

How's my birthday boy and girl?

- Good.
- Yeah, you having fun?

- Yeah.
- Good, good. Go have fun.

That's not an excuse, Patrick.

Everybody's got a demanding job.

Hey, I'm here, aren't I?

I mean, a little late, but I'm here.

Hey, can I help with anything?

Oh, no, I'm...

I think we got it, Leslie.

Have you met my ex-husband?

Hi, Leslie. Just moved next door.

Patrick. Pleasure.
Where'd you move from?

Ohio, a town called Fairfield,

just outside Cincinnati.

Oh, well, nice.
Welcome to the neighborhood.

Well.

Okay. Let's go.

A town called Fairfield,
just outside Cincinnati.

We were originally from Cincinnati,
but we moved to Pottsville.

Patrick.

Patrick.

I-I just realized
something really important.

Me too.

Listen, Patrick, if you still want

to be part of the life of
this family in any way,

you need to make a choice.

You realize you have a long way to go

to earn back your place,

and asking for time off?

Probably not the smartest thing.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know, but I...

I really need to reconnect

with my wife, my kids.

Or I'm probably gonna lose them.

Well, you're not exactly
critical to the team.

I'll give you two weeks.

Unpaid.

Hey.

Can... can I sit down?

You win. You are the best liar.

I didn't lie about anything.

Except my name.

There is the lie of the
things you don't say.

Who was that man?

One of my friends.

One of my... partners.

It's, uh...

it's a long story.

It always is.

Please listen.

My family is in danger.

I have to get back to the
States as soon as I can.

Are you asking my permission?

You have it.

But if you need money
for a plane ticket,

I can't help.

I can't take a plane.

I need...

I need to sneak across the border.

- Can you help me with that?
- Why should I?

'Cause I have nowhere else to turn

and no one else I can trust.

And...

because we fit.

I need to hear this story.

Of your family and why you're here.

And then...

maybe.

So all three of you were married to her,

and she took everything?

- Yeah.
- And this ring, which is...

- In Arizona.
- How much is it worth?

At least a million dollars.

And if you give it to the bad guys,

then your family is free?

No, I don't know what they want, okay?

I just... I just have to get to them.

Okay.

Yeah?

I know people who know people.

These are dangerous things,

but I'll help you.

- Really?
- Really.

But I have two things to say.

Okay, anything.

One,

my name is not Rosa.

It's Sofia.

And two, when you get it back,

I get 10% of the ring.

Okay.

Deal.

Good.

Well, that's time.

Molly, what's the point of
you sitting here with me

if you won't talk?

Isn't silence better than lying?

It is,

but there are a lot of other places

where you can practice silence.

Instead you choose to sit here with me.

Why? I think it's pretty simple.

I think it's because you
want to tell me the truth.

So when you're ready to do that,

let me know.

Until then, our sessions are over.

Wait, you're kicking me out of therapy?

Molly, you're not in therapy.

You haven't been here this whole time.

Good luck.

I don't understand.

Who's Sofia?

You met her at the hotel. The one...

Yeah, the one he didn't tell us about.

His secret lover.

Okay, then why
were you calling her Rosa?

That was a nickname.

He doesn't even know

- her real name.
- Yeah, I do.

It's Sofia,
and she has connections to a coyote.

That's the point.
We get ourselves to the border.

- The coyote smuggles us across.
- Absolutely not.

I'm not shoving a bag of coke up my ass.

Not for you, not for anyone.

That's a mule, Richard,

not a coyote.

I'm sorry, a "coyote."

No. Not happening.

- Wack plan.
- You got a better idea?

This girl who you've been
secretly banging on the side,

whose real name you may or may not know

suddenly wants to just bail us out?

That doesn't seem a
little sketch to you?

Yeah, well,
in case you haven't noticed, Richard,

we don't have a lot
of options right now.

Could you chime in here, please?

- I agree with Richard.
- Hoo! Hot damn.

Yo, write that down in your little book.

- I don't believe this.
- How do we know

we can trust her, whatever her name is?

Yeah, man, since when do you
get to make all the decisions?

Yeah, how about when your
family's taken hostage,

you can be in charge.

You want to figure out your own way?

I don't give a shit.
This is what I'm doing.

You in or out?

How much does this coyote cost?

An extra ten grand.

By tomorrow.

Well, then, we're screwed, man.

That's impossible, all right,

even for you, Mr. Sticky Fingers.

It's not impossible.

- Well, I sent the request.
- Yeah?

$10,000 to be wired here tomorrow.

You sure it'll come through?

Let's just say my family
takes a certain delight

in rescuing me.

All right.

You understand the only
reason I'm doing this

is because it's an emergency
and lives are at stake?

And because it's you.

Yeah, I know.

You sure you trust her?

Be careful, Ez.

I will.

- Hola.
- Hola, guapo.

I hope everybody likes tuna fish.

It's all I had.

Tuna's great.

- Hungry, Sal?
- You eat first.

What the hell is that?

- The garage.
- Oh, shit.

I told Josh he could
borrow the Weedwacker.

- Hi, guys.
- Hi, sweetie.

I see you got the Weedwacker.

Yeah, I just wanted to see if
Dad had extra gas for this...

Everything okay?

We're fine, son.

We're not fine.

We're, um, fighting.

Oh, God, you're fighting?

- Mind your own business.
- Just a little dispute.

Okay, but like,
you're not getting divorced, right?

- Josh, get out.
- Don't be ridiculous.

- Fine.
- And keep the Weedwacker

for as long as you need.

Okay.

I'll bring it back next week.

Bye.

Close the garage door, sweetie.

Josh!

- Shit!
- Stop!

Looks like we got
ourselves a little reunion.

Hello, Agent Cook.

You got to be shitting me.

How's retirement treating you?

Having fun?

Pauline! Who's at the door?

None of your damn business, Jerry.

Does it look like I'm having fun?

Let's talk.

If you came here to apologize,

I hope you brought me
more than funeral flowers.

I think I got something better
than an apology for you.

I think I have a way
to find Maddie Jonson.

And I need a partner.

That's why you came here?

Patrick, it's over.

We got played. I got put out to pasture.

Go eat your humble pie.

Agent Cook, I need your help.

Okay, I know it galls you.

Just as much as it galls me.

What galls me is,
I let you talk me into something

I knew was going pear-shaped.

Colleen! Is this lunch meat still good?

Smell it, Jerry.
If it smells bad, don't eat it.

Listen, we never knew where
Maddie was really from.

But I think it's Pottsville,
Pennsylvania.

Come with me.

I would really like your help.

If I do this...

if I do this,

I have one condition.

Name it.

After we find Maddie Jonson,
we take down the Doctor too.

Now that I like.

- Deal.
- Deal.

I don't understand. What happened?

Nothing. I can't take this place.

I can't deal with it, I can't afford it,

and I just... I got to go.

But, Molly,
you were doing so great yesterday.

Your share in group about your sister...

I was really moved by that.

Linda, I lied to you.

Okay? I don't even have a sister.

I just said that stuff so you'd like me.

How messed up is that?

You know what? That's a breakthrough.

See? No, you can't leave.

You're just getting started.

Look, truth be told,
I don't really believe in all this,

you know,
"the universe has a plan for you" BS.

But I do believe in what's
right in front of you,

and you are here right now for a reason.

Linda, what's right in front of me

is a bill I can't afford, okay?

I'm sorry, I got to go.

What if you had a friend

that could help you with that bill?

Take care of yourself, okay?

What I tell you in here...

By law, what are you required to report?

Well, if I believe you're a
danger to yourself or others,

if you plan on committing
a crime in the future,

or if there are children involved.

Those I report.

Anything else is between us.

I'd like to make an appointment.

I'm ready to tell you the truth...

about everything.

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