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Previously on "The Catch"...

Tessa Riley. Is that your real name?

Perhaps you should go
directly to the source.

Tell us, Mum.

You made the right
decision, giving her up.

Parenting's a cruel business.

Margot: How many times have you
tried to kill me now and failed?

You can't do it, can you?

Because deep down, you
know, I'm your little girl.

Alice: You think he's targeting Sybil?

She's on 24-hour lockdown.

Margot: She's being extradited.

Hello, mother.

What on earth are you doing?

It's a prison break, darling.

The mayor's appointing
his new Chief of Police.

I need to know where I'm vulnerable.

I want to hire you guys,

starting with the Ethan Ward case.

Tommy's in trouble.

- You didn't have to pay his bail.
- He's family.

Ethan is very well-connected.

Nothing for six years,
and then twice in one day.

- Are you happy?
- I am.

Ben: Once word spreads
that I'm setting people up

for the feds, you're
giving me a death sentence.

Maybe we should take the Nick case.

If there's stuff in my life
that I'm afraid to look at,

then maybe I should look at it.

The past will always
come back to haunt you.

- ♪ It's no mistake ♪
- [Breathing heavily]

♪ Life would have it that way ♪

♪ No giving in ♪

♪ But I'll see you again ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Where did you go
now that I'm here? ♪

♪ It took me a while ♪

♪ Just to find out that I need it ♪

♪ That I need it ♪

♪

I love you.

Very good.

That's exactly how you're
gonna start your pitch

to the City Planning Commission.

- Is that today?
- Don't even joke.

What else are you gonna say to them?

That they, um... smell fantastic.

And that I would like to stay
in bed with them all day long.

Well, they're gonna love you.

[Chuckles]

They already hate me.

I'm "the man who's destroying downtown."

You are the man who's rebuilding
downtown, restoring downtown.

You're the one that should be meeting

with the City Planning Commission.

I'm taking bids on the new sports arena.

Oh.

Why do you always get
to do the fun stuff?

Because your name is on the letterhead.

Yours is there, too...
Ethan Ward and Associates.

It's not the same as Ward
& Vaughan, though, is it?

When are you gonna make me a partner?

When are you gonna marry me?

Then nobody will take me seriously.

Mm.

Okay. I'll retire.

You can run the
business all by yourself.

- Mm.
- I'll just raise the kids.

- Kids?
- Oh, absolutely, yeah.

We can start making them right now.

[Chuckles]

♪ That I need it ♪

[Knock on door]

[Banging on door]

Police! Let me see your
hands! Face the wall.

- What?
- Don't move.

Ethan Ward, I'm Detective Anderson.

This is Detective Turner.

We have a warrant for your arrest...

- Ethan!
- For the murder of Steven Mason.

Hey, stop! This is a mistake.

- You have the right to remain silent...
- What are you doing?

- Stay back, ma'am.
- Allie, it's fine.

You can't just take him.

- For your own safety, ma'am.
- Allie, stop!

[Grunting]

[Groans]

Congratulations, Ms. Vaughan.

You're under arrest for
assaulting a police officer.

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You think it's safe leaving
Tessa alone in her room?

Safe for her, or safe for us?

I put a guard outside the door.

[Sighs]

[Sighs]

So, I assume you have a
laundry list of questions.

Obviously, I lied to you 15 years ago.

There was no Barcelona assignment...

I figured out the when and the how...

but just not the why.

I mean, if you knew she was mine...

Of course she was yours.

Then why not tell me?

Because I knew you'd want
to do the right thing...

Settle down and be a "family."

And would that have been so bad?

Yes.

I liked our life, yours and mine.

Well, I did, too, but...

A baby would have changed everything.

We should have made
that decision together.

A decision about my body?

I'm just saying, if we had...

maybe things would have
turned out differently.

Right, 'cause having a baby
always saves a relationship.

Look, you want to make
decisions about her?

Fine. Take her.

- She's yours.
- What?

She hates me... something
the two of you have in common.

- Take her.
- Margot, I am working

undercover for the FBI.

- What do you suggest?
- I don't know.

I would just like to
be involved in her life.

Mm-hmm. You're just gonna
leave her here, aren't you?

For now.

But I will be right back, and
first thing in the morning,

we can all talk, figure
out what Tessa wants.

Tessa wants to join the Firm.

No. She's not gonna
turn out like we did.

She already has.

Don't you think we at
least owe her a chance

to lead a normal life?

We don't have to do this.

I can just tell Nick we're too busy.

He'll know that you're lying.

Plus, if he does become Chief of Police,

I want us to stay on his good side.

And you sure now is the best time,

with you becoming a... stepmother?

That is strictly between Ben and Margot.

I'm not even thinking about Tessa

and the many ways in which she could

completely destroy my life.

Which is why I need this case...

so I can stop worrying about the future

and to figure out how I
got here in the first place.

Through the course
of this investigation,

you will learn some things about
me that I am not very proud of.

So whatever you read in
those files, just know...

It's all in the past.

Our job is to remain
objective, reserve judgment,

and treat this case
like we would any other.

Who's asking us to dig into this?

Nick Turner. He's up
for Chief of Police.

He has hired us to vet his record,

which is flawless except for one case.

In September 2009, when
Nick and I were partners,

we were tasked with
investigating the murder

of a fellow detective... Steven Mason.

Detective Mason was last seen

entering a warehouse on the L.A. River.

Approximately 30 minutes
after he entered the warehouse,

it exploded with Detective Mason inside.

- Arson?
- Gas leak. Allegedly.

What was he doing in the warehouse?

Looking into a commercial developer

suspected of corrupt
business practices...

Bribery, extortion.

Who was the developer?

Ethan Ward.

He's my ex-boyfriend.

We were together for five years.

I helped him build his company.

In the six months prior
to Detective Mason's death,

Ethan bought up all of
the riverfront property.

The owner of that warehouse
was the last holdout.

Until the fire.

So, Ethan gets the property,

and the cop investigating him goes away.

Which gives him motive.

Ethan was arrested, but
the charges were dropped.

A cop was murdered,
and it just went away?

Do you think he paid people off?

That's what we're gonna find out.

Alice: Ethan didn't do this.

How do you know that, Ms. Vaughan?

Because I was with him last night.

- All night?
- Yeah.

We went to dinner. We went to the club.

We met friends. We had drinks.

Just drinks?

You sure you didn't put anything
else in your system last night?

And what are you implying, Detective?

You punched a cop, Ms. Vaughan...

at 6:45 in the morning.

And I am very sorry I did that.
My home was being invaded.

My boyfriend was being arrested
for something that he didn't do.

I have a temper, not a drug problem.

What time did you leave the club?

I don't know. 2:00?

And Mr. Ward left with you?

Mm-hmm.

We took a cab.

You can check my credit
card to see what time it was.

And then you and Mr. Ward went to...

Sleep. Well [Chuckles] to bed.

There's plenty of genetic evidence there

if you need proof that
he was home last night.

The family's here.

Do you hear that, Ms. Vaughan?

Detective Mason's
family is right outside.

A man with a wife and two kids...

who will grow up without a father

because of your boyfriend.

If you had any evidence
to support that claim,

you wouldn't be working me
so hard, would you, Detective?

You've got nothing on Ethan
because he didn't do this.

So unless you have further questions...

I will let you get back to
figuring out who really did.

We'll start by going through

Detective Mason's personal case files.

At the time, he was investigating Ethan

for corruption, graft, fraud.

You want us to retrace his steps?

I want to know if Ethan did this.

And how he got away with it.

- [Gun cocks]
- Don't move.

[Groans]

Justine: Stand down!

Stand down. He's one of ours.

- All clear.
- What the hell is going on?

Thank God you're not dead.

Why would I be dead?

Because we've been made.

- What?
- Not necessarily.

The whole world knows we're C.I.s.

- Agent Diaz...
- We don't know that.

What is going on?

There's been a security
breach at the FBI.

And there's a chance that
you've both been compromised.

Which means we have been compromised.

Which means we're dead.

You've killed us.

♪

Last night, someone broke
into our L.A. field office.

They accessed a drive with files

detailing the names and locations

of all of our undercover
agents and criminal informants.

They just accessed it.

Well, we've been trying
to figure out how.

Well, luckily, I packed
a couple of go-bags,

so Benji and I are off to Mykonos,

if you'd care to join us.

I'm afraid I can't let you leave.

- Well, you can't expect us to stay.
- They know where we live.

Which is why we'll have agents
stationed here day and night.

If the criminals we set
up know where to find us,

that means we're all
dead if we stay here.

So, what are you doing
to recover those files?

We're investigating the break-in.

Then we need to be a part
of that investigation.

No. That runs contrary to protocol.

Okay, while you're
worrying about protocol,

Rhys and I are gonna figure out who
did this and get those files back

before the FBI makes its first move.

Fine. I'll make some calls.

Listen...

Are we absolutely sure

we wouldn't rather be
on a beach somewhere?

I can't leave, not now.

Why not? Alice is fine.

Alice would want you to
go if it keeps you alive.

Alice isn't the problem.

Well, then, what is it?

Your niece... My daughter with Margot.

I know. Take a moment.

It's a lot.

Gentlemen, on page three
you will find our revised

revenue projections
for Canada, the U.S.,

Central and South America.

[Sybil clears throat]

Sorry. Uh, would anyone like tea?

Alfie, Darjeeling... Your favorite.

Why, yes, I'd love a cup of...

Mum, I'm just trying
to conduct a meeting.

Of course, darling. Tea?

No. Thank you.

As I was saying...

Sorry, but do these revenue projections

take into account our pirate problem?

We have a pirate problem?

In the Gulf. They've stolen
four shipments in as many days.

Well, they must be working
with inside information.

Who do we have down
there in enforcement?

Uh... Stefan, Miguel, Fernando.

Fernando... He's ambitious. Send him.

- [Clears throat]
- Yes, Mum?

Darling, I-I don't
mean to meddle, but...

Do we have any more of
those butter biscuits?

I've eaten all mine.

Ooh, those are lovely ones, aren't they?

I think they're right here. Yes.

For God's sake.

We have a pirate problem.

- Do we?
- No, we do not have a pirate problem.

Our port in the Gulf
has a pirate problem.

It's a loyalty issue.

I suggest you attend to it personally.

Fernando is already there.

Who's Fernando?

[Chuckles] My point exactly.

- Nobody.
- He's a loyal enforcer.

But suppose the pirates
make him a better offer.

Ooh, suppose we make
the pirates an offer,

sic them on the competition,
and then split the take?

Actually, that's not a bad idea.

That's enough! This is not a democracy.

You two, get out. Alfie, send Fernando.

The rest of you, turn to page three.

[Teapot whistling]

Sybil: Sorry!

Hey. So, that cop who got
killed... Detective Mason.

Did you know he had a
substance-abuse issue?

What?

In 2007, he had a
four-month medical leave,

which turned out to actually be...

Valerie: A stint in rehab.

He was addicted to painkillers

for an injury he sustained on the job.

But did you know about
the I.A. investigation

into his gambling?

- What are you doing?
- I'm just...

Oh, I asked Sophie to gather
as much information as she could

on Detective Mason, so
we have a context for...

Detective Mason is the victim here.

We're not investigating the victim.

Clearly, Internal Affairs had reason to.

- If he was on drugs...
- He got clean.

Or if he had a gambling addiction,

then maybe there were
other people in his life

that wanted him dead.

What about his dealer or his bookie?

We talked to them. They had alibis.

Ethan had no alibi, except you.

Soph, would you mind
excusing us for a moment?

Sure.

I am not defending Ethan.

I am investigating
possible police corruption,

which is what Nick asked us to do.

Do you want me to stop?

No.

But Steve Mason was a good cop.

He had his demons, but he beat them.

And you of all people should
understand what that's like.

[Sniffs]

Ethan: Hey, baby?

Baby, what are you doing?

Oh, we have meetings all day,
and we have that dinner tonight.

No, we don't. I cancelled them.

- Hey, what are you doing?
- What are you doing?

The police are watching us.
My arrest is all over the news.

I know! That's why...

We need to stop and lay
low for a while, okay?

No. That is exactly the
opposite of what we need to do.

If we don't go to those meetings,

if we don't act like
there's nothing wrong,

then our clients are gonna think
that there is something wrong.

They're gonna think that
you killed that cop...

or that you had him killed.

♪

I didn't kill that cop.

And I didn't have him killed, okay?

I told the cops that we left
the club together last night.

Baby...

I love you.

I love you, too.

Then marry me already.

Ward & Vaughan?

Mm...

Ward & Vaughan.

[Chuckles]

Rhys: So, tell me about your daughter.

Who is she? What's she like?

I don't even know.

I barely got a chance to talk to her,

and I got to get us out of here soon,

or she's gonna think I'm
staying away on purpose.

Listen, you don't want to go
rushing into this parenthood thing

when your body will be "Dad bod,"

your jeans will be "Dad jeans."

What am I supposed to do?

I owe her 15 years...
An entire childhood.

Well, you saved her 15 years
of Margot as her mother.

- Imagine that.
- I don't have to imagine.

It's happening now.

Does Alice know?

Mm-hmm.

- Justine?
- No, and she can't find out.

We cannot put Margot on the FBI's radar.

She'll hit us back hard.

Justine: Did you find anything?

Possibly.

The thief cut the FBI's security cams,

so I combed through the CCTV feeds

within a five-block
radius of the building.

And I'm guessing these are the
guys that broke into the FBI

and stole our information.

What's that tattoo?

A trident... Popular
among Navy S.E.A.L.s.

They're also wearing wing-walkers...

Paratrooper boots.

I'm guessing they were
all Special Forces.

- And now?
- [Keyboard keys clack]

Possibly Blackwell.

The private military contractors?

We've been investigating
them for months...

Could've been retaliation.

Great. So you know who they are.

- Just go and get them.
- We can't.

We have to obtain evidence, warrants.

It could take weeks.

So, let us go. We don't need warrants.

"Us" as in me and you
against a private army?

Absolutely not. These aren't
other criminals you're conning.

They're mercenaries
responsible for assassinations,

kidnappings, death squads.

Which they will send to
us if we just sit here.

I'm going in and stealing our data back.

You can't!

With these security leaks,

I can't backstop a new I.D. for you.

That's okay. I know someone who can.

Once again, the FBI is no
match for Alice Vaughan.

How can I help?

How's fatherhood treating you?

Ben: I'm already a deadbeat dad.

Why is that?

What do you know about
the Blackwell Corp?

Well, I think even they're gonna have

- their hands full with Tessa.
- They're not for Tessa.

They hacked into the FBI,
so I'm gonna need a new I.D.

so I can get in there
and get their data back.

Do you want us to create one for you?

Do you have time? What
are you working on?

A cold case, actually.

So let me know what you need.

You're too good to me.

Did you and Margot

decide what you're
going to do with Tessa?

No. We're still talking about it, but...

Because I think maybe she could
use some professional help.

- Allie...
- She's a killer.

She's mini Margot.

Well, she's also 15.

You remember what you
were like at 15, don't you?

Hormonal, yes. Homicidal, no.

Well, then you're lucky.

I was 13 when I got my first gun.

What? Who gave you a gun at 13?

It doesn't matter.

Point is, I turned out okay... kind of.

Right? Hello?

Uh, shoot me the specs
for your Blackwell I.D.

I got to go. Got it.

Sorry. What's up?

So, remember when I said

we shouldn't investigate the victim?

I did some digging into
Detective Mason's widow.

You did? She left Northridge
the year after the fire.

Now she lives in Bel Air.

And she's paying $80,000 a year

to send the kids to private school.

Is she working? Did she remarry?

She volunteers at the kids' school.

Do you think Ethan paid her off?

I think he's still paying her.

Well, wouldn't be the first
time he bought someone's silence.

♪

- [Grunts]
- [Groans]

You have five seconds
to tell me who you are.

Put the gun away, Ms. Vaughan.

Why would I do that?

Because I'm not the
only one following you.

And the undercover cops across
the plaza won't be nearly

as forgiving about the fact
that you do not possess a license

to carry a firearm in
the state of California.

- Where'd she go?
- I don't know. Let's go this way.

[Breathing heavily]

Who are you?

Mr. Ward hired me to...

ensure your safety at all times.

Why didn't he tell me about it,

and where's your gun, bodyguard?

He sent you to spy on me.

He sent me to keep you safe.

Safe from whom?

Your fiancé is a powerful man,

and powerful men
have... powerful enemies.

Including undercover policemen?

[Exhales sharply]

He's scared I'm gonna talk to the cops.

I told him he has
nothing to be afraid of.

Do I?

Did Ethan kill that cop?

I was hired to keep an eye on you,

not on him.

Okay.

Let's let him think
you're still doing that.

That way, you get to keep your job.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna start paying you
to keep my secrets.

[Water running]

Margot, darling?

Oh, God, does no one in this
family know how to knock?

It's about Fernando.
I am trying to help.

I don't need your help
running the Firm, Mother.

If you want to help
me, help me with Tessa.

Tessa is not the problem at hand.

Maybe not for you.

I keep hoping she'll run away

and go and take over
a country or something.

Give Putin a run for his money.

Did she tell you about Fernando?

This is what I'm talking about.

Come along, Tessa. Your
mother needs her privacy.

You need to go to Mexico.

- Why? What happened?
- Have you not checked your phone?

I was trying to tell you. Fernando.

- Oh, my God!
- They cut off his head.

I'm not telling you what to do...

I'll be on the first
flight to the Gulf tonight.

- I'll come, too.
- No, you'll stay here.

- But...
- I am not taking a 15-year-old girl

into a trade negotiation with pirates.

But I can help you. Pirates
love 15-year-old girls.

You can help me by obeying
your grandmother while I'm away.

You're making a
mistake. I can be of use.

Not this time.

Can you give us a moment, darling?

Be careful.

I did tell you not to send Fernando.

Yeah, but what kind of a
leader takes her mother's advice

- in the middle of a meeting?
- I was trying to...

You were trying to undermine me.

To what end?

My time with the Firm has come and gone.

If your people start
to lose faith in you,

it won't be me they look to.

It'll be her.

- You forgot something.
- Oh!

Come along, naughty girl.

♪

I'm reopening the Mason murder case.

- No, you're not.
- You can't,

not without calling
attention to the fact

you let Ethan walk the first time.

- I didn't let Ethan walk.
- You know what I mean.

Ethan clearly bought off Mason's widow.

We can't prove it.

All we know is she invested
in Ethan's development.

She made $5 million
off her husband's death.

It looks bad, yes.

But it will look even
worse if you reopen a case

based on circumstantial evidence.

Nick, let us find out the truth.

Let us finish what we
started seven years ago.

[Door closes]

Why the change of heart, Ms. Vaughan?

Did he threaten you?

No.

Not directly.

He hired somebody to follow me around,

spy on me... A private investigator.

Why would he do that?

To make sure that I don't talk to people

that I shouldn't... Say
things that I shouldn't.

Things like?

I need to know that I'm protected.

Understood.

And for the record, I don't think

that Ethan killed that man.

But he wasn't with me
when I left the club

the night of the fire.

And I'm not gonna lie for a man
who's keeping secrets from me.

What if he killed that cop?

We could find out...

with your help.

You want me to spy on him?

He started it.

If we're going to prove that
Blackwell was behind the FBI breach,

then we need to go after
the woman who ordered it.

Donna Kane, C.E.O.

She founded the company 15 years ago

after a two-and-a-half-decade
stint in the Marines.

I do love a woman in uniform.

Perhaps I could charm her with my...

Hard-core lesbian.

Ah, then no.

- No.
- In that case, I will meet with Ms. Kane

as a prospective client

while you two access
the corporate servers

to steal back those files.

She won't meet with you.

She only meets with major players.

She won't be meeting
with Benjamin Jones.

She'll be meeting with
a wealthy gold baron.

Gold baron?

Thomas Nye. Pleasure to meet you.

AVI already backstopped my cover.

Okay, fine, but a gold baron?

This man just so happens to own

a-a very lucrative network
of mines in Romania.

- The Congo.
- The Congo.

You're assuming she doesn't already know

what you look like based
on the data she stole.

There's only one way to find out.

♪

Welcome to Blackwell.

Ms. Kane's office is right this way.

♪ Put me to the test, girl ♪

Mr. Nye, it's a pleasure.

Thank you, Ms. Kane.

This is my associate, Corina Lopez.

Thank you for taking the time.

I have the contract all
ready for you to sign.

Before I sign, we have some concerns.

- Such as?
- Our position in the Congo

is tenuous at the moment.

We need to be assured that your team

has the requisite... firepower?

♪ We got fire before smoke somehow ♪

May I offer you a tour?

- [Cellphone ringing]
- Oh, I'm sorry.

Excuse me. I need to take this.

You go ahead. I'll stay here.

Right this way.

Thank you.

♪ Prisoner of love ♪

♪ What we've waited for ♪

♪ We really don't belong now ♪

♪ Won't you take me back in your arms? ♪

Where am I off to?

31st floor, room 3157.

According to the building layout,

that's the data center
where the server should be.

I'm on my way.

♪

Guard: Hold it!

What are you doing up here?

I have a better question, actually.

Have you ever been rendered
unconscious by a federal agent?

[Sighs] First time for everything.

[Beeps]

Shall we, my love?

This data center should
have everything we need.

We'll clone the servers, then get out.

[Door closes]

Except, this is not a data center.

This is someone's room.

Whoa.

[Clears throat]

Who the bloody hell are you?

I'm Troy, and you're Special Agent Diaz

in charge of Rhys Spencer Griffiths,

former head of the Kensington Firm.

And now a confidential
informant with Benjamin Jones.

Shut it!

How do you know all this?

He's seen our files.

Where's the information being stored?

- What information?
- About the Bureau's undercovers.

Where are the servers? The hard drives?

You guys don't get it, do you?

I am the hard drive.

Are you here to rescue me?

♪

What do you mean, you're the hard drive?

When Blackwell needs
data copied and stored

but they don't want to leave
an electronic fingerprint,

they send in me.

I look at it once, it's in here forever.

Justine: Eidetic memory.

Only a handful of people
in the world have it.

Yeah, and it was a cool job at first.

But when they realized

how valuable the stuff in my head was...

They locked him in a room

with a mini fridge
and cotton-poly sheets.

[Muffled] For my own
protection, they said.

They only let him out
under their supervision

to, say, raid the FBI.

How'd you get him out?

Well, I put him in my janitor's onesie.

May I please have some more milk?

Of course you can, darling.
You can have anything you want.

He's so polite!

What are we gonna do with him?

You guys don't have to worry about me.

- I'm fine.
- You're not fine.

Once Blackwell discovers you're missing,

they're gonna start
looking for you and us.

He can't be here. He
has to go right now.

He can't go. He knows
everything about us.

And he's so pretty.

Thank you.

I don't think we're gonna
have to worry about Blackwell.

Why not?

Because if Troy knows
everything about us,

then he probably knows
everything about Blackwell.

I know a lot.

Enough to shut them down and
put Donna Kane away for good?

How fast can you guys type?

To family.

It's bad luck to toast with water.

May I have some wine?

Oh, there's no such
thing as luck, darling.

Only tactics and timing.

You know, I did try to talk your
mother out of giving you away,

but back then, she was...
well, very much as she is now.

But we mustn't let
that stand in our way.

You're family now.

My dear, a-are you being rude
or just young? I can't tell.

- Sorry.
- Good.

You're a good girl.

Now, is... is there
anything you want to ask me

about the family,
your... your grandfather?

Are there really pirates

attacking our shipments in the Gulf?

Yes, of course there are.

Oh.

Well, I thought, perhaps, it was a ruse

to get rid of mother,
send her off to Mexico,

have whoever cut Fernando's
head off do the same to hers.

Oh, aren't you a quick study? [Chuckles]

Photograph of Fernando's
head was a nice touch.

Photoshop.

Mm.

Mind you, they won't kill her.

And after all, she
is my flesh and blood.

But she'll be out of the way,

and I'll retake control of the Firm.

You'll come to London, train by my side,

and assume your birthright.

M-Margot. [Chuckles nervously]

You ought to be on a plane.

Why's that, Mother, since apparently

there are no pirates in the Gulf?

Sybil: She'll be out of the way,

and I'll retake control of the Firm.

You'll come to London, train by my side.

You... You did this together?

You're going away, Mother.

Neither you nor your
help are welcome anymore.

Margot, listen to me.
They won't hurt you.

After all, you are my flesh and blood

and an excellent role model
for how not to raise a daughter.

♪

[Door closes]

Well [Sighs] spoke to Mason's widow.

She talked to you? What did she say?

That she's gonna sue us,

and then she sicced
her Rottweiler on me.

Think she's hiding something?

Sophie: I think I may have found it.

I was going through her
financial statements,

and I noticed that she makes

the same $10,000 charity
payment every month.

It's not a tax write-off?

No, because the charity doesn't exist.

It's called the Altgrove Foundation,

but there's zero online presence.

Well, the money's
going somewhere. May I?

Mm-hmm.

All charities are listed as
a matter of public record,

including the names of who owns them.

- Marty J. Dixon?
- No. Marty Dixon?

Danny: Who's Marty Dixon?

The family's here.

My supervising officer.

Captain Marty Dixon is a retired
35-year veteran of the force.

His service record looks clean.

He was a good cop, married
with three kids in Altadena.

Doesn't look like he was living large.

Or that's how he wants it to look.

I got Captain Dixon's bank records.

You've got a money trail?

No, but he did open
a safety-deposit box

at Union Interstate
Bank, September 17, 2009.

That's one week after Mason's murder.

And according to his records,
he hasn't been back there since.

It's been sitting there
untouched for seven years?

It makes you wonder what's inside.

Nick won't have enough for a warrant.

That's okay. We won't need one.

I'll place a call to Dixon

posing as the manager of the bank.

Mr. Dixon?

Hi, Denise Evans here
with Union Interstate.

Unfortunately, I am
tasked with notifying you

that the Mid-Wilshire
branch is closing.

All clients are strongly
urged to gather whatever items

may be stored in the
branch's safety-deposit boxes.

Good to see you, Marty.

Anderson? Uh, this is a surprise.

Do you remember me, Captain?

You want to explain what that is?

This?

This is what kept your boyfriend

from spending the rest
of his life in jail.

Hey, babe? Do you know where my...

No, that won't be necessary.

I'm on my way.

[Telephone beeps]

Who was that?

That was Detective Anderson.

She and her partner would like
me to come down to the station,

answer a few questions.

Oh.

What did you tell them?

What?

Babe. Did you tell them
that I killed that cop?

No.

Allie, please.

No, I... Because I don't
know if you killed that cop.

Because I don't know what you
did that night at the fire.

Yes, you do. You were there.

You put me in a cab.

Yeah, because you were wasted.

W-What do you think?

That I went out after
the club that night

and I burned a man alive?

Oh, my God.

I loved you.

- Ethan.
- I was gonna marry you.

- Babe?
- I gave you everything that I had.

- Listen to me.
- I gave you a job.

I gave you a place to live.

- You didn't give me anything.
- Because I believed in you!

- I earned that!
- I actually cared about you!

- I earned all of this!
- You were always thinking

about yourself and protecting yourself.

Yeah, because you sure as
hell weren't gonna protect me.

You hired somebody to spy
on me, to follow me around!

Yes, and I was right to!

Because you're weak and you are selfish,

and you are incapable of thinking

of anything or anyone
other than Alice Vaughan.

And I knew that about
you, the whole time.

And I still loved you.

♪

[Door opens, slams]

What's this?

Steve Mason wasn't murdered.

What?

He killed himself.

That's his suicide note.

He was struggling to make ends meet.

He knew his family would collect

if he was killed in the line of duty,

so he set the fire.

How'd you get this?

Through Captain Dixon.

Seven years ago, Mason's
widow showed Dixon the note,

said she should burn
it, but he kept a copy.

And used it to blackmail
her for 10 grand a month.

This note puts you in the clear...

No questions about your record.

And as far as Marty Dixon goes,

it's up to our new Chief of Police

to decide how you want to handle it.

You know what this means?

Ethan Ward was innocent.

[Elevator bell dings]

What are you doing here?

I owe you an apology.

You don't owe me anything.

Yes, I do.

I owe you everything.

I came to Los Angeles with nothing,

and you changed my life.

And I was wrong.

About what?

I was recently asked
to look into the murder

of Detective Mason.

- Come on, Allie.
- He killed himself.

What?

Mason left his wife a note.

He set the fire so his family could...

Anyway, the point is...

that I'm so sorry.

Beyond.

And I'm not here to
ask you to forgive me.

I'm not here to... ask you for anything.

I just, um, just needed you to know.

Okay.

Okay.

♪

You apologized to Ethan?

What'd he say?

He said, "Okay."

Just "Okay"?

What else could I expect him to say?

I don't know... "Thank you"?

For what, ruining his life?

You did not ruin his life.

You didn't make him a suspect.

He was already under investigation

for fraud, graft...

I know.

Ethan Ward was not a good guy.

I guess.

But neither was I.

When Justine gets off the phone,

tell her to give this to the FBI.

Tell her to give that to the FBI, too.

Where are his clothes?

He was hot.

He is hot. Can we keep him?

It's not enough that I have a child?

You have to have one, too?

- Where's he going?
- Shh, shh, shh, shh.

You'll wake the baby.

I'm gonna have to wake him
anyway when I arrest him.

Arrest him? For what?

The data in his head
is government property,

which means I'm gonna have to charge him

with theft of classified intel.

You can't charge him. He helped us.

He know who we are. He
knows everything about us.

The feds are gonna
lock him up either way.

Then let me go. Please.

Troy, I... I'll talk to the feds.

We'll work out a deal.
It's going to be fine.

What if I could tell you
where your husband is?

What?

Special Agent Edgar Diaz...

What if I can tell you where he is?

Wait. Your husband is in the FBI?

You know where Eddie is?

I know where he was
before he disappeared...

which is a place to start.

Okay.

Now, help me find my husband...

so I can kill him.

How about...

a family dinner?

Mm. You, me, Tessa, and Margot.

[Both laugh]

Just you, me, and Tessa.

I can cook.

Babe, she might enjoy
having some time alone

with her dad without
her wicked stepmother.

Have you seen "Cinderella"?

Yeah, that chic was cold.

You are perfect.

I'm really not.

What?

You know that cold case
I've been working on?

Mm-hmm.

It brought up some stuff from my past

that I haven't told you about.

Like what?

Before I met you, before
AVI, I was... different.

Allie, you don't...

I need to tell you
this so you don't think

I'm hiding anything from you.

There was a man in my
life before I met you.

Ethan Ward.

How do you know about Ethan?

I know everything about you.

I thought you understood.

Margot and I, we researched you

and your life very carefully.

♪ Now I'm losing sleep ♪

When you were targeting me.

Yes.

When you were creating Christopher Hall.

He was based on Ethan...

The best parts of Ethan.

♪ I can feel your
heart against my heart ♪

You profiled me.

None of this is really new information.

You saw that I had a type,
and then you became that type.

I was just doing my job.

I know. I know that.

I'm different now. So are you.

♪ I'm in too deep ♪

♪ Now I know ♪

It's gonna be fine.

We're gonna be fine.

But I don't think that I can, um...

What can I do?

Just tell me what to do.

- ♪ How could this be? ♪
- [Doorbell rings]

♪ When we touch, it's a dream ♪

♪ Oh, you're making me delirious ♪

♪ This is serious love ♪

- Hey.
- Hi.

♪ Love ♪

♪ Love ♪

Can we talk?

♪ This is serious, serious love ♪

♪ Love ♪

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