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Previously on
Beauty & the Beast...

You killed the deputy secretary.

Graydal is not just
your everyday security firm.

They're like Blackwater
on steroids.

Come on, Braxton.
Who is this guy?

What does he want from me?

Well, it isn't what I want,
Keller.

It's what the buyer wants.

Please don't tell me
there's another beast out there.

Are you sure
that this is Braxton?

DNA and dental records match.

Seems we have
another beast on our hands.

Word came down from the top.

DHS will never make
a deal with Vincent.

The fight's over.
We lost.

Here. It's your new life.

Hi. I'm Agent
Olivia Dylan.

I turned the names over to DHS.

Kyle, you have no idea
what you've done!

Go!

You're under arrest.

You said you had $4,000
in the bank.

I said I had about $4,000,
okay? I rounded up.

$2,300 does not
round up to $4,000.

Well, news flash:
I'm bad with math.

And with money.
Yeah, but without more money,

we're not gonna be able
to afford a lawyer for Cat.

Please tell me
you know her password.
"VincatForEver."

Capital V, F, E, no spaces.

Forever, huh?
At this rate, we'll be lucky

to get them one more day.
Okay, whatever.

We just have to get Cat
out of there, okay?

Can't have her spending another
night in prison 'cause of me.

Well, it'd be
a hell of a lot easier

if I hadn't sold my computers.

Doesn't Cat ever defrag
this damn thing?

I don't know even know
what that means.

It means I can't get
the auction site to load

so I could transfer the retainer
over to the lawyer.

Finally.
Okay, well,
just out of curiosity,

if it's already
costing us

this much just to get
Cat out of jail,

how are we gonna pay
for the trial fees?

Trial?
There's not gonna be a trial.

But Vincent's innocent-- how
else is he gonna defend himself?

He's not.

Heather, wake up.

We're way past
trying to exonerate him.

Cat and Vincent need to bail.

They got to get

the hell out of here, forever.

If we could ever
find out

where they're holding
Vincent, that is.

And what if we can't?

Let's just try
and get Cat out first.

Then we'll worry
about Vincent.

Sorry to see you
in there, Chandler.

Yeah, well, you're the one
who put me in here.

I gave you every opportunity to
get on the right side of this.

You could've been the one
to bring your husband in.

Instead, you... you flushed
your career down the toilet.

Nice talking to you.

Open up.

Not just your career either.
I mean, right now

it's aiding and abetting,
but if you don't tell us

Vincent's next move,

it'll be
conspiracy, too.

What next move?

You caught him.

We can't prove that
he killed Hill in self-defense,

so it's over.

Yeah, well, this is now more
than just about Secretary Hill.

This is about the other
people that Vincent killed,

and more importantly,

who he's about to kill.

What are you talking about?

Peter Braxton,
Lars Ecklund, Albert Garrus.

You know who they
were, right?

Yeah.

And you know that
he killed them, too.

Vincent did not kill them.

Well, we have reason
to believe that he did.

Now we have reason to believe
that he's not done,

that he's planning on
an even bigger target.

Come on, from jail?
Well, the pieces
of his plan

are obviously in motion, or else
he wouldn't have been getting

on a plane to try to
escape, now would he?

I don't know anything
about another target,

and neither does Vincent.

Cat, listen to me.

Don't let him pull you down
any more than he already has.

I am telling you,
there is no plan.

And if somebody else is
telling you that there is one,

they are lying,
they are setting him up.

I don't understand why
you keep protecting him.

Yes, he's your husband,
but people are going to die

if you don't
help us stop him.

Innocent people--
the kind of people

you were supposed to be
sworn to protect.

How can you
just let that happen?

I do not know
what you are talking about.

I'm talking about
domestic terrorism.

I'm talking about
the Patriot Act.

I am talking about

life in prison without
the possibility of parole.

Do you understand?

Looks like you got friends in
high places there, Chandler.

What is going on?
She lawyered up.

He got her out.

Look, I don't know
what the hell's going on here,

Agent Dylan,
but I'm gonna figure it out,

because despite what you think,
I'm not the bad guy here.

And neither is my husband.

I am so sorry

about what
Kyle did, Cat.

Where's Vincent?
Has anyone spoken to him?

No. Nobody knows where
he is, not even Tess.

Well, let me guess--
he's not on

the inmate locator either,
is he?
No. How'd you know?

'Cause DHS is treating him
like a terrorist,

not like a murder suspect.

What? Why?

I don't know. That's what
I have to figure out.

Somehow they're trying
to connect Vincent to Braxton

and the rest
of the cabal's murders.

They think Vincent killed them,
not Braxton's beast.

Wait, so does this mean
that DHS knows about beasts?

Do you think they saw
Braxton's tape showing Vincent?

No, not yet.
But if they knew,

Dylan would have been asking
very different questions.

As it is, they're trying
to hang it all on Vincent,

including something
that hasn't even happened yet.

Somebody's got to be
behind this, but who?

Yeah. Um, look, about Kyle.

I just... Okay, obviously...

Well, he's a jerk--

my jerk--
so I'm really, really sorry.

We can talk about this later.

Do you mind taking a cab?
I've got to go straight to Tess,

figure out what she knows.
Yeah, of course. Anything.

Great. Thank you. Keys?

Sorry.

You got her out?
That must have been some price

getting her
out of DHS detention.

Where'd you get the money?

Well, you know,
Heather helped, too.

Plus, I borrowed against
what's left of my pension,

sold my computers,

got rid of everything.

You sold your computers?

That's why I'm at Il Cantuccio
on Cat's laptop.

Wi-Fi is better here.

Oh, jt.

Come on,
what was I supposed to do?

If we can't get to Cat,
no way we can get Vincent.

What?

If I told you I loved you,
would you take it the wrong way?

Probably.

So...

any idea where DHS took Vincent?

I can't find him anywhere.

No, I have no idea,

and that's what scares me.

He should be in a federal pen

or DHS detention,
but it's like he's just gone.

So where the hell is he?

I don't...

Cat's here. I'll
call you back.

Just work on those new aliases
for when we do find him. Hi.

You okay?

I don't know.

Go on. Sit, sit, sit.

Honestly, it feels like
it's all falling apart,

everything.
It's okay.
It's all right.

We're gonna
figure this out, Cat.

All right?
I promise.

Here.

I don't know

what I was thinking--
it was only a matter time

before we both got caught.

You were thinking
what you always think:

that, you know,
you could pull it off.

David versus Goliath.

:
Isn't David supposed to win?

:
Yeah.

We should've gotten
on that plane.

We shouldn't have hesitated.

Why did you?

It didn't feel right--
not with another beast

out there killing people.

Or killing the people who turned
him into a beast, but I get it.

Except DHS thinks that Vincent

is the one killing them.
I know.

That wasn't the only reason
we hesitated.

I don't know, Tess.

I keep... thinking about

all of the things that Vincent
and I have been through,

all the crazy stuff
that we've done.

We keep putting ourselves
in impossible situations, and...

I don't know why.

Because you're trying to do
the right thing, that's why.

But it never ends;
it just keeps getting worse.

And it... it doesn't
get worse than this.

Cat, listen to me, okay?
What's happening,

what they're accusing Vincent
of doing,

what they think he's
gonna do, it's wrong.

All right? Since day one,
it's been wrong,

and we're gonna make it right.

But how? We don't even know
where they're holding him,

let alone who's setting him up.

Come to the door.

Move.

¶ ¶

Three days--
I'm impressed.

You're well
trained, Keller.

No, No, sir.
I'm innocent.

You're a terrorist-- terrorist
who's out to get even with

the very country that messed
you up, isn't that right?

No, that is not right.

Cut the crap, soldier.

I've seen it a
hundred times before.

I know all about you.

Scarred by war,
forgotten at home, lost,

angry-- before
you know it,

everybody's the enemy.

That's Hill's twist.

That's how
he justified trying

to kill me in the first place.

Only you killed Hill instead.

In self-defense.

Yeah, so you
keep saying.

But Hill died weeks ago,
and yet bodies keep piling up

in your wake.

How do you explain that?

Hill didn't kill
Braxton, Garrus,

Ecklund--
why did you?
I didn't.

What about the targets in
that other apartment of yours?

City landmarks,
buildings, bridges.

I don't have
another apartment, okay?

I'm telling you,
someone is setting me up.

Listen to me.

My job is to make sure

that you don't hurt

anybody else.

My job is to find out your plan
so we can stop it.

:
It's not me.

The hell it's not.

Last chance, Keller.

What's the target?

I-I don't know.

What's... the target?

I don't know.

Titanium alloy,
custom-made.

That's right, Keller,
we know all about you.

We know all about the
super soldier program.

So no matter how much
they juiced you up,

you're never breaking
out of those.

All right.
Wish me luck.

Okay, wait. I can't
ask you to do this.

Well, you didn't. I offered.

Besides, it's no big deal;
I'm just gonna try

to find out what
Agent Dylan knows, that's all.

Yeah, except she trusts you just
about as much as she trusts me.

When she finds out why
you're really doing this,

I just... I don't want this
to bring you down, too.

Look, stop. Enough, okay?

Look, I know we've had
our issues before about

crossing the line and taking
the law into our own hands,

but this time it's different.

It's about more than
law and order, Cat;

it's about right and wrong.

And what's happening
to you and Vincent is wrong.

I want to make it right.

Especially 'cause of
who it's happening to, okay?

Got it?

Got it.
All right.

I don't know what I'd
do without you, Tess.

You better figure it out,
'cause if this works,

you're definitely getting
on that plane next time.

All right.

How are they gonna disappear

if we can't even
find Vincent?

Look, everything's gonna
work out, okay? It has to.

And when it does, we need
to have everything ready,

including new aliases.

Nothing can go wrong
this time.

Well, what went wrong last time

wasn't the names I picked,
it was the guy I picked.

Heather.
Well, it's true, okay?

It doesn't matter how sweet
or cute I thought he was.

He stabbed my
family in the back.

Cat wouldn't even

listen to my apology.

She probably doesn't
want you to apologize.

No, and why would she?

It's not like I borrowed
a sweater; it's a,

"Hey, I'm sorry,
my boyfriend sent your husband

to prison forever. My bad."

Wait here.

Wait, what are you gonna do
if you run into Kyle?

Probably kick his nuts.

Hey, Sarah.

Kyle just wanted me
to pick something up for him.

But there's gonna be a lot
of political pressure on this,

so let's just
keep it really quiet.

Okay, so we have
to coordinate efforts...

What are you doing in here?

I was, uh... I was
just looking for my files.

Your files?

Yeah.
I sent them over

to 125th yesterday.

Well, I didn't get them.

You still think
there's gonna be an attack?

I don't know. Why don't
you ask your partner?

Oh, come on, you really think

if Cat knew something,
she wouldn't tell you?

You think she'd let

innocent people die
just to protect her husband?

Why don't you tell me.
Whatever you do,

don't tell me
that she doesn't know more,

because you and I both know that

she's been hiding stuff from
DHS every step of the way.

Chandler's dirty, Vargas,
just like her husband.

And just like you, if you
don't do the right thing here.

You know what?

Trust me...

I'm definitely doing
the right thing.

Excuse me.

You're a disgrace.

An embarrassment
to anybody who ever knew you,

who ever cared about you.

You've got the wrong guy.

Tell me the target.

Screw you!

How can you even

admit the truth when you
won't even face it yourself?

You're not a
doctor anymore.

You're not anybody
anymore!

You're a terrorist!
No, I'm not!

Yeah, it started the moment you
first enlisted, too, didn't it?!

You left med school,

a cushy job, so what,

you could... you could get

even with Osama?

Huh? Is that it?

For what he did
to your brothers?

No, no, no, no...

This is all about revenge,

isn't it?
You got it wrong.

You got it wr...

Any word from your brothers?

They're still trying
to get everyone out.

They're still
trying to get everyone out.

Pathetic.
You're pathetic!

Get up!

Became a model soldier,
too, didn't you?

First in your class,
captain, Special Forces.

You couldn't wait
to get out in the field

and kill those bastards,
could you?

When they attacked us,
I... I joined to help, okay?

What's wrong with that?
What is wrong with that

is what you became
because of it.

You became
a killing machine.

No.
But you wanted more.

That's why you volunteered

for the super soldier
program, isn't it?

No. No, you got it wrong.

Nobody knows
what the Army did to you,

because the Army tried
to cover it up,

tried to eliminate
everybody

who volunteered
for the program.

But you,

you got away,

juiced up and pissed off.

You found your way home,
driven by demons

and-and anger at the
people and the country

who hurt you,
turned you into a mutant!

I was just trying to survive!

How many people

did you kill
while you were in hiding, huh?

Tell me.

How many people
did you get even with

for what they did to you?

You can't stop

what you've become,
so you killed Braxton

and anyone else

who picked up where

the super soldier
program left off,

still looking for revenge!

I didn't kill them!

Sure you did,

and you won't stop!

You will not stop

until you rip out

every last remnant of Muirfield

by the root,
stop it once and for all,

so nobody will ever make
another monster

like you again!

Say it!

:
I'm not a monster!

I'm not a monster.
I'm not a monst...

No!

I'm not a monster!

No!

I'm not a monster.

I'm not a monster.

I'm not a monster.
I'm not a m...

Hey,
what's the apartment number?

12c.

V. Keller.

They put his name
on the mailbox.

Not very subtle.

Hey, whoever's framing Vincent
isn't going for subtle.

What are you doing?!

Cat, it's a DHS crime scene.

We can't have any witnesses,
all right?

Okay, you guys, don't panic.

This is a fire alarm.
Come down, please.

Don't panic.
Just take it easy.

What?

Come on. Before
FDNY shows up.

Holy crap.

No wonder DHS

is taking this so seriously.

Someone really did
their homework.

How long did you say
this place has been here?

According to
the landlord, Vincent--

or whoever wants us to believe
it's Vincent--

moved in about a month ago.

Right when Graydal figured out
he was a beast.

Vincent's brothers,
the Towers, Afghanistan, Zhao.

It's like they're trying
to make him look like

he has a motive,
that he's out of control, crazy.

Yeah, and bent
on revenge

for all the super soldier crap.

They want DHS
to connect it all to Vincent.

Yeah, and blow
something up, but what?

There's just enough here
to make DHS suspect Vincent,

but there's not enough
for us to figure out

what the guy's gonna do.

So it can't be stopped.

So Vincent has
to take the fall?
Yeah.

It's got to be
Braxton's beast, right?

He's the one taking out the
cabal; he needs a scapegoat.

It makes sense. What better way
to get away with this

than to blame it
on another beast?

This guy knows
so much about Vincent,

and we have never even seen him.

It's like
he's taken everything

that Vincent's ever
gone through,

everything that
we've ever gone through,

and turned it against him.

As though all of the good things

that we've done together
don't matter.

Cat, I doubt all the people
you've saved

over the years
would agree with that.

Yeah, but it's coming back
to haunt us.

And all of it started
with Vincent

trying to make up for
what happened to his brothers.

With me trying to make up for
what my mom did to Vincent.

All right, Cat,
figuring out

how you got into this
position is not as important

as getting out of it, okay?
So let's get Braxton's beast

so we can save yours.
Let's go.

You know, after this,
I'm gonna go home

and take a nice,

long, hot shower

and have a big plate
of spaghetti and meatballs

with the wife and kids,
maybe watch a movie.

Then I'll be back.

But you...

you're never gonna leave,

not unless you tell me
the target.

And then you'll
let me go, huh?

I don't think so.

No, you'll go to supermax,
but at least you'll be alive.

It's better than
a lethal injection,

which is what you'll get if we
can't stop what you got planned.

Don't you think I would've
told you by now if I knew?

Nothing is more powerful
than revenge.

Except...

for maybe love.

You love your wife,
don't you?

Catherine?

Hey. If you cooperate,

maybe I can arrange a meet,
a conjugal visit maybe.

Would you like that?

Keep her out of this.
Can't.

Aside from the fact
that we already busted her,

she means everything to you,
doesn't she?

But you will never
see her again,

Keller, ever.

And worse, she will live
the rest of her life

having been scarred

by you,

having been married
to a terrorist

who killed hundreds
of innocent people.

And if you won't save yourself,
don't you want to save her?

Think about it, Keller.

You're Vincent Keller.

You're Vincent Keller.

You're Vincent Keller.

You've just been...
hiding out here?

JT's the only one
I can trust.

Except you-you go out there
and you save people.

: no.
You saved me.

I guess it reminds me
of who I used to be.

A doctor?

Human.

¶ ¶

I mean, look at us.

We're stealing identities,
faking passports.

Like, what the hell
are we doing?

The only thing we can do
at this point.

Oh, I know you're right;
it's just...

I can't believe
it's actually happening.

Even best-case scenario,
if Cat and Vincent disappear,

I'd be losing my sister
possibly forever.

Come on.

It's gonna be okay.

Somehow, some way...

it's gonna be okay.

Hey.
Hey.

What's wrong?

I'm fine.
Nothing.

Uh, find anything?
Uh, nothing good.

Whoever's framing Vincent's

pretty much nailed him
to the cross.

But we have an idea.

We have to find
Braxton's beast.

Before he does whatever
he's planning on doing.

Even if you find him,
how are you gonna catch him?

I mean, you weren't able
to do either last time.

I know.
But at least
we know where to start.

The fourth cabal member.

Exactly.
That's who we think he's after.

We think the terrorist attack is

just a smoke screen
to put it on Vincent.

But his real goal is
to kill the fourth guy,

finish his revenge on everyone
who turned him into a beast.

Which means if
we can figure out

who the fourth
cabal member is...

We can probably figure out
where the attack's gonna be,

'cause he should be there.

Garrus got a text from

the last member
right before he was killed.

Do you still have
his cell phone?

Yeah, but even if we
figure out who sent it,

it doesn't mean we're
gonna find him in time,

or that we're gonna
stop Braxton's beast

before the attack.

Only a beast can stop
another beast.

Okay, wait.
What are you saying?

That...

that that's it? We just...

There's nothing else to do
or try? We just give up?

No way.

Cat...

No, wait, Cat...

Cat...

¶ Play with the monsters
inside my head ¶

¶ Awaken the demons
from under my bed ¶

¶ They run wild
and wish me dead... ¶

You want to be alone?

You shouldn't blame her,
you know.

I don't.
Not anymore.

She didn't know
she'd start all this.

So then why are you here?

Because everything changed
the night that she was killed.

I certainly did.

You were gonna be
a lawyer.

Yeah, and I became a cop
to get justice for her.

Hey.

You did get justice.

You and Vincent
took down Muirfield.

Did we?

I thought so,
until Braxton and his buddies

decided to start up
where they left off,

and now here
I am again.

Still.

Look, about Kyle...

:
Heather, this is not about Kyle.

He was just trying
to protect you from Vincent.

:
This...

this isn't even about Mom.

This is about me.

This is about how I got here,

how I kept fighting for justice
long after I already had it.

I just kept feeling like
I had to do more.

More justice, more bad guys,
worse situations.

But it was never enough.

No matter how many...

bad guys I went after,
no matter how many I caught,

I could never fix this.

I could never bring Mom back.

¶ Take me home ¶

¶ Take me home... ¶

And now I might
lose Vincent, too.

No.

¶ If I can make it
till the morning comes ¶

¶ So, God, just take me home. ¶

Do you mind?

What? I'm
just walking.
No, you're driving me crazy.

I'm having enough trouble
trying to find out who the last

cabal member is.
Yeah? So?

So your
asset seizure computer

isn't exactly
state-of-the-art, you know.

Okay, well, beggars can't
be choosers, all right?

And you need to hurry up.
I got to get it

back to Property before
they notice it's missing.

Property's the least
of our problems, believe me.

Beast target now, please.

Just out of curiosity,
are you just ignoring the fact

that even if I find the name,

we can't stop a beast
without Vincent,

or are you living
in complete denial?

Complete denial, all right?

Continue.
Continue what?

Haranguing me?
Look, very funny, okay?

We can't just do nothing, right?

We'll worry about
stopping Braxton's beast

after we figure out
who he's after.

You know, hopefully,
we'll get lucky.

Fine, then what?
Then we stop
a terrorist attack.

Okay? And either get Cat
and Vincent exonerated

or get them the hell
out of here, for good.

What happened to not wanting
to cover anymore?

Or to wanting a normal life?

I still want normal, but this
is the right thing to do.

Like you always say,
they deserve better.

Then what?

Then what, what?
I just told you.

No, I mean, then what about you?

Because after this,

one way or the other,

all this goes away
with Cat and Vincent.

I know, I know.

You know, hopefully,

maybe we'll all get
our happy ending.

Back to work, please.

Vincent.

Vincent.

Catherine?

You can't give up.

Not now. Not after
everything we've gone through.

:
I'm losing my damn mind.

No, you're not.

You know that I am always
here with you.

You know that.

I can't, I can't, I can't do it.

You've sacrificed too much.

We've sacrificed
too much.

It can't end this way.
Don't let it.

No, they-they...

they think
I'm some kind of monster.

Well, you know
better than that.

Come on, we can
figure this out, together.

Okay.

Okay, first we got...

we got to figure out
who's trying to set me up.

Okay, whoever it is,
they know what you really are,

who you really are.

It c-can't be Braxton's beast.

It makes no sense.

And everybody else
who knows about me,

they're all dead.

Are they?

Think about it, Vincent.

Who would want
to set you up

more than anybody?

And who would
know exactly

how to do it?

S-Somebody that...

that knows about my past,

knows what I am.

Somebody that wants
to cover their own ass.

Yes.

Exactly.

¶ ¶

Son of a bitch.

¶ ¶

¶ ¶

A crown prince?

That's the fourth cabal member?

How the hell are
we gonna get to him?
Hey,

at least we don't have to go to
Saudi Arabia. He's coming here.

Yeah, Tuesday,
which gives us

exactly no time to save him.

Plus, he's a head of state.

Won't he be completely
surrounded by security?

Look, but if we can figure out
where he's gonna be,

we might be able
to narrow down

where the beast
is planning on killing him.

What's going on?
You guys okay?

Yeah, did you find
the fourth guy?

Yeah, but we don't know
how to get to him to warn him,

let alone save him.

First things first.

He's a head of state.
Maybe we go to Secret Service.

And tell them what,
a beast is gonna blow him up?

Yeah, leave
the beast stuff out of it.

Nobody's gonna
believe us anyway.

DHS certainly
doesn't trust us.

Still, now we know
who Braxton's beast is after,

and saving him might be
the only way to save...

Vincent?

There's no beast.

It's Braxton.

He's alive.

Coffee?

Maybe something stronger?

Vincent?

Are you all right?

Yeah.

What'd they do to you
in there?

Oh, you know,
they just...

tried to get
me to confess.

How?

Every trick
in the book.

Hey, don't worry, okay?

They didn't break me.

Thanks to you.

Thanks to me?

Yeah.

You got me through in there.

You got me through
what the hell was going on.

Braxton's beast,
it doesn't even exist.

But you think Braxton does?

He's alive.

He's got to be.
There's no other explanation.

Come on.

And you can expect that

to clear up around the weekend,
then we're gonna see

a low pressure system
moving in from the southwest.

So, was that Braxton's body

in the morgue or not?

Not.

How'd you figure it out?

A lot of little pieces

that just didn't add up

about this other
so-called beast, right?

But if Braxton was behind
this thing all along,

then these pieces, they
fit, they make sense.

He needed us to think
that there was another beast,

so that we would
follow its trail.

Braxton must've
switched blood samples

with the real victim,
postmortem.

After he brutally murdered
the other poor guy

to make it look like
some beast attack.

Which is the exactly what he did
to Garrus and Ecklund, but why?

To cover his tracks.
Garrus said that

the State Department
was investigating them.

This must've been Braxton's way
of getting away with it.

By faking his own death
and disappearing.

Yeah, before his partners
could use him as a scapegoat.

So no one would come
looking for him,

and no one would reopen
the investigation.

That's why he sent out
these bounty hunters

looking for me in the
first place, okay?

Braxton had his exit strategy
from the beginning.

He needed
it to look like

a super soldier
was out for revenge.

Which, unfortunately,
it does now more than ever

since you escaped--
especially the way you escaped.

Okay, so then what do we do?

Now we got to prove

that Braxton is still alive

and he's behind it all.

Before you get caught again.

And before Braxton
kills the prince,

along with God knows
how many innocent people.

So, how are we gonna
find this maniac?

All right, tell Vincent
he's got four minutes

to try to beast-track Braxton,
all right?

Five, tops.
Okay.

Heather still feels bad
about what Kyle did.

Come on, Heather doesn't
have to apologize for a thing.

That's what I keep
trying to tell her,

but she won't let it go.

She keeps trying to
make things right.

Sound familiar?

Who? Me or you?

Both of us.

Why do you think we keep
getting into these situations?

We can't let
things go, either.

I know. I was thinking
the same thing myself.

You know, when I was
in that cell, I realized that

I keep trying to make up for
what happened to my brothers.

And you with your mom, right?

Yeah,

and my father.

Let's not forget
everything he did.

How could I forget?

Come on, you really think
we bring this

on ourselves?

I think that we've done
a lot of good

because of it, but...

it's definitely cost us, too.

Maybe it's time
to change, you know?

Maybe we should stop trying
to fight every damn fight.

Yeah, but we have
one fight left.

Braxton is the only
person who knew

enough about you to
set this place up.

Can you track him?

Yeah, I'm trying.

That's strange.

What?

It's like he keeps coming and
going, planting new evidence.

How could he do that
without being spotted?

Maybe he's closer
than we think.

Hey, is everything okay?

Oh, my God, he's here.

Who?
Braxton!

He just came out
of the building.

It's Braxton.

He's right outside.
No, no, tell her

not to go
anywhere near him.
Heather, stay where you are!

Okay, he's walking away.

I'll follow him.

Excuse me.

Hey.
Hey, where'd she go?

Who, Heather?
She's following Braxton.

Heather, can you hear me?
Where are you?

Excuse me.

Go! Go!

Heather!
Heather!

Stand back!
Oh, my God!

All right.

I'm sorry.

You're gonna be okay.

I'm so sorry.
It's okay,
you're gonna be all right.

Tess, go after Braxton, go.

Go! Hurry!

No, Vincent, you can't get
caught again because of me.

She's right. You got to get
out of here, Vincent.

Okay, okay.

Keep pressure on,
all right?

Tell the paramedics there's
no exit wound, all right?

You're gonna be
absolutely fine.

Okay?
Okay.

Hey.

Hey.

The doctor said the bullet
missed everything important.

You're gonna be okay.

Did you catch him?

No.

No, he got away.

But so did Vincent.

At least for now.

What are you gonna do?

We're gonna find Braxton,
that's what.

We can't leave until we do,
for a lot of reasons.

You're right.

This does feel never-ending.

Yeah, we'll see about that.

But you have to learn
when to give up the fight, too.

Heathe, I'm not mad at you.

And I'm not mad at Kyle.

Neither is Vincent.

Kyle wants what's best for you,
and so do I.

Promise me
that you'll forgive him?

Yeah.

Promise me you'll say good-bye
before you go away.

Of course.

So?

So what happened
to mr. A.d.a.?

That's none of
your business.

Eh, didn't work out.
Happens.

Could've told you that
he wasn't your type though.

You don't even know him.
I know you. I know your type.

Yeah, what's my type?
Well, it's not dating
another cop, that's for sure.

Okay, he's not a cop.

A.D.A.-- close enough.

No.

You need something...

different.

Somebody that
keeps you on your toes,

guessing.
Really?

Makes you laugh.

Oh, my God.

You got somebody in mind?

Uh, maybe.

You gonna be okay?

With whatever happens next?

You mean with Vincent?

Yeah.

As long as
we get Braxton,

as long as Vincent and Cat
get through this alive, I am.

Yeah. Yeah, well,
there's no guarantees there.

It's gonna work out.

It has to.

All right.

I'll hold you to it.

Okay.
Okay.

¶ As the words fade away ¶

¶ I still believe
what your eyes say ¶

¶ Fall into your arms ¶

¶ I still see you illuminate ¶

¶ As I drop my guard ¶

¶ Fall into your arms... ¶

Maybe we should
keep moving.

No.

No, if DHS find me here,
then so be it.

You know, not everything
the interrogator said was wrong.

I did enlist to get even
for what happened here

and what happened
to my brothers.

I just guess

I've never stopped trying.

They wouldn't want us to keep
going through this, Vincent.

Your brothers,
my mother.

I know.

I know,
but like you said,

we got one last fight to fight.

Catherine,
we got to stop Braxton

before he does
something major.

You know, it's like
we've come full circle.

It has to end, Vincent,

one way or the other.

¶ Can you just let us grow? ¶

¶ You won't let us grow ¶

¶ Is that so hard? ¶