All language subtitles for Mistresses 10

I'm sorry, Daniel. I
won't be calling you again.

Previously on "Mistresses"...

It's Paul. Please don't hang up.

I'm in trouble.

And it's serious.

I got mixed up with some bad people.

Paul, who is after you?

You like when people need you.

Dom doesn't need you. He just loves you.

Savi doesn't deserve you.

She never did.

I needed more time.

But he said, "it's our
wedding night. We have to."

He raped you.

I didn't want to feel like this anymore.

You're okay.

You're okay.

Good morning.

Morning.

Did you sleep all right?

Uh, like a rock, actually.

Thanks for letting me crash here.

You had a pretty grueling night.

If you want to talk some more...

I think I'm all talked out for now.

That's okay, too.

Uh, but I could really use a cup of coffee.

Would that be weird?

I think it's safe to say that
we've passed that boundary.

Uh, milk and sugar?

Yes, please.

You can answer it if you want.

I can call back.

So, what does your day look like?

I have work in an hour.

Work?

I'm a waitress at Sammy's. It's downtown.

Oh. I don't think I've ever been.

I don't blame you. It's
just a crappy diner.

Do you feel up to working today?

I need the money.

Um, they've already cut
our hours like crazy.

At this point, I'm gonna
have to head straight there.

Could I use your bathroom
to wash up real quick?

Of course.

Let me just... let me
just move some things.

And I'll get you a towel.

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Hey, boss. Wanted to see me?

Yeah. Uh, close the door.

So, um...

the other night...

Was the other night.

I drank too much. You drank too much.

Whatever happened, happened.

Let's just call it what it is, right?

Right.

Look, I'm not looking for anything, Dom.

You don't have to worry
about me getting attached.

No, I-I didn't mean it like that.

Well, I'm telling you anyways.

And I appreciate it.

I just, um...

I don't even believe I have to say this.

Uh, I need this all to stay between us.

Naturally.

It wouldn't look good for me, either.

Yeah, but you're leaving, though.

And gossip is the last
thing I need following me.

Of course.

So, um... oh, speaking of which,

when, uh, when are you
planning on telling Mitchell

and the other partners about that?

Today, actually.

Oh. Uh...

Okay, then.

Uh...

Anything else?

No. No, that was, uh... that was it.

Bueno.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Someplace else?

Um... Sure.

- Ready?
- Mm-hmm.

Ta-da!

Yeah, that is... that's really good.

- Yeah?
- Yep.

Uh, the goat-cheese tarts
are still a "maybe," though.

Oh, that's fine. I can just move
up the grass-fed-beef carpaccio.

- No problem.
- Not till I tell you you can.

Oh. Mm-hmm-hmm-hmm.

Oh.

Oh, it's Scott.

Oh, my package.

He sent you a selfie?

Ew! No! This package I've been
waiting for finally arrived.

Look. See?

His grandma's turning 97 tomorrow.

Yeah, so, they're having a big
thing at his parents' house.

I had to get her something.

You already gave her your
dog. What more does she need?

I was so nervous it
wouldn't get here in time.

Hmm.

Okay.

That's the, uh...

That's the only thing
you were nervous about?

What do you mean?

Well, aren't you meeting
Scott's whole family

for the first time?

His mother and all?

That's kind of a big deal, right?

Well, I guess.

But in case you hadn't
noticed, I'm kind of likable.

Yeah, my mom hated you.

What?!

Well, to be fair, she loved Savi,

so her judgment might have been a bit off.

Well, I-I thought she loved me.

Well, she does now.

The point is, most mothers
aren't like yours, Joss...

you know, none of this
hippie, free-love stuff.

They've got their own protocol,

and let's face it... protocol...

...not your forte.

Okay, that's rude!

Oh, you know I'm saying this
with love, but you're, uh...

You're a bit of a tornado, you know?

And then all the sex
jokes... it's like a tic.

Wow! Well, someone's been
holding some things in.

I'm so sorry. I didn't
realize I was such a liability.

No, you'll be all right.

Just... just don't talk
so fast or swear so much

or tell your lesbian stories.

Okay, I got to go.

No, come on. Don't get mad.
I'm just trying to help.

Well, you're freaking me out!

Now I have to get a different outfit

and a different gift and
a different everything!

Probably shouldn't drink, either.

Seriously?! Wha...

So, uh, about last night...

Did you get my message?

Message?

Yeah.

I, uh, called you because I
wanted to tell you that I...

I went to see my dad.

Your dad?

Um... How?

I drove to Paso Robles.

Well, you asked me

to think about what I was doing with Zack,

so I've been asking myself
some tough questions...

about me and... and men, mostly.

And I thought I'd pay a visit
to the first man in my life

and see if I could get any answers.

So, how'd that go?

It was like... sitting with a neighbor...

an acquaintance, not a dad.

He left me when he left my
mom, and he never looked back.

Savi...

No, I was disposable.

No, you're not.

I am to him.

So since then, I've promised myself

that I would never feel like that again.

Right?

So I-I chose men that needed me.

You know, I was... I was the together one,

the stable one, the one with the drive

or... or the one with the money.

But when... I started seeing you...

I mean, you had the house

and the job and the... and the plan.

You were together.

You were fine.

Well, what does Zack have to do with this?

Well, Zack came to my
door a sad, broken puppy,

and I thought I could fix him, help him,

and that made me feel good.

So, are you saying you need me to need you?

- Because...
- No. No.

I'm saying that I need to learn

how to be with someone
that just... wants me.

And I-I really want
that someone to be you.

Okay.

Okay?

Okay.

Brynn, hi. I know I'm running late.

Do you think you can open without me?

I am leaving the house
this second, I swear.

Bye.

April Malloy?

I don't know who you are, but I
am calling the police right now.

Agent Adam Thomas, FBI.

I'm here to talk to you
about your husband, Paul.

Have you ever heard of a
man named Domingo Olivos?

Who?

Cuban. Came up in Miami.

Currently runs one of the biggest

drug-distribution operations
on the east coast...

cocaine, marijuana, heroin most recently.

Your husband's been working for him.

What?

For over a year.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Well, we've been tapping his phone.

We heard his calls to you.

This can't be. This isn't him.

I mean, Paul has affairs
and gets women pregnant.

He's an idiot. He's not a gangster.

He doesn't go work for
some Cuban drug lord.

He faked his own death

and showed up here last
year resurrected, am I right?

Well, then, let's assume
you don't know everything

that your husband's capable of.

We think that's how he got involved

with Olivos' organization
in the first place.

How?

Well, after he blew up the
boat that he was supposedly on,

he needed a completely new identity,

including a new social security number.

Those aren't easy to come by,
except on the black market.

And where there's a black
market, there's Olivos.

We believe that Olivos' people

helped establish a new
identity for your husband

in exchange for his services.

As a drug dealer?

No... computer guy.

Hacking into bank accounts,
establishing online companies

for their money-laundering operation...

under the name Paul Benson, as it were.

I see.

It's not really your husband
we're after here, Mrs. Malloy.

We've been building a
case against Domingo Olivos

for almost four years.

Oh.

But Paul's position in the organization

has given him quite a bit of knowledge

and access to Olivos' money.

Like you said,

Paul's not really the
hardened-criminal type, right?

We thought he might be
receptive to a way out,

so three months ago, we approached him

and offered him immunity
on the fraud charges

in exchange for testifying against Olivos.

Did he agree?

He did.

Then he backed out.

He moved his other wife
and kid to Jacksonville.

He disappeared, not a trace of him...

that is, until the other
day, when he called you.

So, Mrs. Malloy, as you
can see, we need your help.

Need some help there?

I got it.

What is it?

I'm returning it.

Well, now I have to know.

Stop... no, careful!

That's 300 bucks you're holding,

and they don't take back broken items.

300 bucks for this?

Why?

Be... it's a genuine
antique Verlys soap dish

in the deco tradition.

I-I thought Grandma June would like it,

and then... I thought not.

You don't have to spend that kind of money.

Just put your name on my card.

- Why? What did you get her?
- An iPad.

An iPad?! She's like 110 years old.

Very hip lady.

Sweetheart, your presence
is her gift, okay?

She and my mother are dying to meet you.

They've been talking about it all week.

Mm-kay. Want to put some more pressure on?

They're all gonna love you.

What's not to love?

Exactly.

And who cares?

If they hate me, screw 'em.

Not sure you have to go
that far with it, right?

Why? What do you mean?

Well, I mean, this is my
mother we're talking about here.

You know, I-I definitely care.

Oh. Wow. Okay.

- So, you're that guy?
- What guy?

If your mom doesn't like
me, you're not gonna like me?

I think if my mom doesn't like you,

it just makes things a
little more difficult for...

Why are we arguing about this?

You're gonna make an
effort tomorrow, right?

You know what? At the moment, I
don't even want to go tomorrow.

Honestly, I'd rather you not go,
either, if you're gonna act like this.

Wh... are you un-inviting me?

You just said...

No! I'm going!

For Grandma June.

And I'm bringing my soap dish.

It was good enough for Eleanor Roosevelt.

Remind me to call Halpern in the morning

to, uh, check on those phone records.

Got it.

Tomorrow, you have a
Griggs meeting at 9:30,

staff meeting at 11:00, and
lunch with Michael Rosen.

Great. Thanks.

Oh, and, uh, Chloe? Go home.

Got it.

I really know how to pick them, don't I?

Paul, Daniel.

Why am I such an idiot?

Honey, you're not an idiot.

Seriously, who could've imagined this?

You know, I'm not actually that surprised.

I mean, dead Paul coming
back from the dead? Shocking.

Back-from-the-dead Paul
working for a Cuban drug lord?

Sure. Why not?

I don't understand.

So, if the FBI is looking for
this Olivos guy and not Paul,

then what do you have to do with it?

They need Paul to get to Olivos,
and they need me to get to Paul.

How is Paul the key witness?

Apparently, he knows where the money is.

And he's the only one who answered the door

when the FBI came knocking.

Well, him and me, of course.

But you don't know where he
is any more than the FBI does.

Do you?

Of course not!

But the last time he called me, I told him

I needed a way to contact
him in case of an emergency,

and he told me he would send me something.

Like, what kind of something?

Phone number, an e-mail address.

Whatever it is and whenever it comes,

the FBI knows about it, and they want it.

You know what? Screw the FBI.
You don't owe them anything.

Right?!

Yeah.

Well, actually, uh... you kind of do.

I mean, you knew that Paul was alive,

so, technically, you committed fraud

by keeping the insurance money,

not to mention the
social security benefits.

And now the FBI knows all of that.

So they may be asking for your help today,

but they might not ask tomorrow.

You know, I mean, they
have stuff on you now.

Sweetie, I'm so sorry,
and I hate to say this,

but, honestly, I-I don't
think you have a choice.

What's going on? Why
can't you just come I...

I was thinking about
what you said last night

about Paul and the FBI,

and one thing's bothering me about it.

Really? Only one thing?

If Paul disappeared on the FBI,

how are they tracking his phone calls?

Technology?

Yes, but if they had a
trace on Paul's phone,

wouldn't they know where he was?

If they really did lose him,

how did they hear his calls to you?

So you think...

They must have heard
it from your end, April.

You think they bugged my phone?

Your phones, your house,
the shop... who knows?

They could be watching you with cameras...

maybe watching Lucy.

Oh...

oh, my God.

Well, how would I know?

I have a guy... a P.I. I used last year

with the Elizabeth situation.

There's an endorsement.

He's smart, and he has the equipment.

I'll call him today.

In the meantime, just...
watch what you say.

Uh, Chloe, what the hell is going on?

Dom.

We need to talk.

Thanks for calling me back, George.

Oh, you're out of town?

Do you know anyone who
can help my friend April?

It's obviously a very sensitive situation.

George, can I call you back?

Anna?

I-I'm really sorry.

I-I didn't want to call, but, um...

I'm glad you did. What's going on?

I don't really know, exactly.

I-I'm supposed to be at work,

but I don't think I can
leave my place right now.

Okay.

I-I can't breathe.

My heart is beating so fast.

Have you taken anything?
Any medication or...

No, I didn't take anything.

I'm coming to you right now, okay?

Tell me your address.

Ready?

Ready, ready.

All right.

Joss! Welcome!

Oh, my goodness! We're so glad you're here!

It's so nice to finally meet you!

Mwah! How are you?

Hey. You've reached Josslyn
Carver at Events By Josslyn.

Please leave a message
at the beep, and party on.

Hey, Joss, uh, it's me.

I, um...

Uh, I just called to say...

You know what?

I-I just called to apologize
for being a jerk yesterday.

I didn't mean... to get into your head.

So please... just... be yourself, okay?

And... and... and definitely have a drink.

I'll have one, too.

Not sure why I'm still talking now.

Good stuff.

Hey, have fun.

Okay, you... you can't be serious.

The firm takes allegations
of sexual harassment

very seriously, so let me ask again...

did you have a sexual
relationship with Antonia Ruiz?

This will go a lot faster if
you just answer the questions.

Yes, technically...

and did you or did you not ask Ms. Ruiz

to not tell anyone of said relationship?

Yes.

But this whole situation
is being misinterpreted.

Listen, she asked me to get a drink,

to celebrate her new job...
at Gallagher, Wilmore.

Or did she not tell you about that?

I'm not aware of any new job.

Either way, Ms. Ruiz's future plans

have nothing to do with the fact

that she worked here when
the incident occurred.

And this is not your first
relationship with a subordinate.

- What do you mean?
- Savannah Davis.

Oh, okay. No, no. Savi and
I are completely different.

We did everything right.
We... we came to you.

Not initially, you didn't.

The fact remains, you were
Ms. Davis' superior, as well.

There is at least the
appearance of a pattern,

and the firm has to protect itself.

And I think, as a partner,
you understand that.

We'll, of course, have
to document this incident,

and we'll need you to
complete an eight-hour seminar

on the firm's sexual-harassment policies.

Well, do I get a chance
to even defend myself?

You could submit a statement.

These things aren't worth the fight, Dom.

Just take the seminar, and
let's all move on, okay?

Can I go now?

Savi, please.

Did you sleep with her?

She lied about...

Did you sleep with her?!

Yes.

But it was a mistake.

Get out of my office.

Thanks for coming.

How are you feeling?

A little better.

I'm... I'm sorry for bothering you.

It wasn't a bother.

I just felt the walls
were closing in on me.

I-I-I thought my heart was
gonna beat out of my chest.

And you're sure you didn't take anything?

I'm sure.

I-I know what you're nervous
about, but it wasn't like that.

I-I just got really anxious.

Do you still feel anxious?

Not as bad.

Would you mind if I checked your pulse?

Okay.

It's still a little fast.

I'd like to take you to the hospital...

Uh...

...to check it out a little more thoroughly

to make sure it's nothing physical.

I've really got to get to work.

You're not going to work today.

If I don't show up, I'm
for sure gonna get fired,

and I can't afford to get fired.

I'll call your boss if I have to.

Let's just take it one
step at a time, okay?

Hospital?

Okay.

Okay.

Savi?

Dom slept with Toni.

Oh, my God.

We shouldn't talk about it over the phone.

...because that is so awful.

You should... get out of the office,

come over here so we can
talk about it in person.

I have cake.

I can't leave. I have meetings all day.

Can you have breakfast tomorrow?

Of course.

Okay.

No, no. No words, though.

You can't say anything.
You can't say anything.

Sounds like...

Come on. Um...

I know! "Psycho"! It's "Psycho"!

Oh, my...

How did you get that?

All right, all right.

Who's up? Who's up?

Joss, Joss, you're up. Your turn.

No, no, no. I haven't had
any time alone with Joss.

Scotty, you go.

- Come on.
- All right. Okay.

All right, Scotty. Let's see what you got.

Your home is lovely.

Oh, you're so sweet.

I hope I'm not being too forward,

but I love to shop, and I have three boys.

I love shopping!

Well, don't tell Scotty.

He'll... he'll think it's weird.

But I got you a little something.

Just a little something.

Oh.

It's silly, isn't it? I
mean, I hope it's not weird.

I-I didn't think you needed soap.

I just... I thought they smelled so nice.

No. They're beautiful.

- Oh!
- Thank you so much.

Everyone needs soap.

Well, thank you.

I don't think I have
ever seen my son so happy,

so thank you.

"The Proposal"!

No!

You guys, it's "Lord of the Rings."

I was like this. I did like this.

Dude, Middle-Earth is below us, rookie.

Dude, get over here!

Stop that!

All right, who's gonna
help me clean this up?

Come on, now. This is crazy.

You never had another offer, did you?

The meetings, the flowers,
the drinks... all fake.

I warned you.

You what?

I told you you wouldn't see it happening.

You'd just suddenly find yourself here...

on the losing end of this game.

Not from where I sit
in my partner's office.

I got a slap on the wrist,

but as far as I can see,
you got exactly nothing.

In a month, nobody will
even remember this happened.

Until you touch me again.

Yeah, well, that's not gonna
happen, so you're not gonna win.

I already have, you simple, silly man.

All the groundwork's been laid.

All you have to do is accidentally touch

my knee underneath the conference table

or brush against me in the hallway.

Then it will be hard to deny

your pattern of disturbing behavior.

And I'll have no choice but
to request some compensation

for all the discomfort.

Why are you doing this?

I like to live a certain way.

- Why me?
- Oh, it's nothing personal.

You were just the newest partner...

the easiest target, you know?

But I can't say it hasn't been a pleasure

doing business with you.

Night, Dom.

Hey.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

Sorry for what?

You know, when we were talking
about me meeting your family

and how you wanted it all to go.

I handled it all wrong, babe.

It's okay.

No, it's not.

Honey, I don't think I even
understood what you meant,

because...

...my mom hated all of our grandparents,

and she was only around
half the time, anyway,

so, usually, it was just me and Savi.

That's pretty sad.

No. No, no.

It's just... it's just different.

But if I had a family that
big, who loved me that much,

I would definitely care
what they thought, so...

Sorry.

I really love you.

I love you, too.

Come here.

Mm.

What did you think of them?

There aren't words.

I thought you guys were on a break.

Mm. On a break, not broken up.

And it doesn't make it
right. You know what I mean?

And it doesn't change the fact

that he chose the one person
that would hurt me the most.

But it is kind of a gray area.

You guys were technically not together.

On a break.

A break you were on partly because of Zack.

Yeah, but I never slept with Zack.

You had an emotional affair.
Like I said, gray area.

Anything?

Son of a bitch.

They've been in my house!

Oh...

I-I, uh... I don't think
the... that it was that gray...

the... area.

Right.

You feel betrayed.

I get it. Believe me.

But Dom said it was a mistake,
and I believe that he loves you.

Who are you, all of a sudden?

What do you mean?

Being all cool with the cheating.

I am not cool with the cheating.

Thought it wasn't technically...

Okay, to you, it was.

Look, I'm just saying
it doesn't have to mean

the end of your relationship
if you don't want it to.

If you want to take him back,
no one will fault you for it.

Oh, my God.

What is it?

It's Lucy's. It's in her room.

They were in her room!

What a night, huh?

All this for an anxiety
attack... so embarrassing.

I'll bet you're pretty tired.

And grateful.

You don't have to put me up.

It's really fine.

You can't go back to
that apartment of yours.

Just so you know, I-I'm not totally blind.

I know it's kind of crappy.

It's a health risk. I should
report your landlord to the city.

It's not like I wanted to live there.

It was just... what I could afford.

I guess I just got used to it.

I know.

And I know I can't live here, either.

We'll figure it out, one day
at a time, starting tonight.

I'll get you a fresh towel,

and I think I have an
extra toothbrush somewhere.

In the meantime...

Think of what you want for dinner.

Hey. Thanks for calling.

Thanks for coming.

Look, um...

Savi, I-I am so sorry.

I-I was drunk and pissed
off, and I-I made a mistake...

the worst mistake.

But it... it obviously
didn't mean anything.

You know what? I-I'm sorry. I just don't

think that I need to hear any more

about this Toni situation.

Right.

Uh, the truth is...

...we have bigger issues than Toni.

We haven't been honest with
each other for a while...

About a lot of things.

Mm-hmm. Like this house.

What?

You didn't tell me that
you were keeping the house.

We weren't speaking when
I made that decision.

But... but we were after.

You know, and it was still
a decision that affected me...

affected us.

We talked about a plan, remember?

Living together?

Yeah, I-I wasn't thinking about you,

about not being with you.

It's not what it was about.

No, and that's the problem.
It's never about me with you.

I mean, even Zack... you weren't seeing him

because you were mad at me
or because you were thinking

that there was something
I wasn't giving you.

Would that have made it better?

Yeah. Yeah, it would.

Because I'm... I'm always
thinking about you.

Were you thinking about me the other night,

when you were with Toni?

Absolutely.

I was angry with you, hurt by you.

And I know that doesn't excuse it,

but the truth is, for me...

for me, it's always about you,

About... about us.

And that's not the way it is for you.

It's never been.

That is not fair.

You're telling me.

No, y-you know... you're right.

I was never fully about us.

But you know why that is?

Because I didn't really
have that luxury, Dom.

There was always another us
that I had to worry about.

You know, I was also... I
was also an us with Harry.

So there were consequences
and... and... and wreckage.

I just couldn't be as... as
clean and carefree, like you.

That's what you wanted from me, Savi.

I was a second chance, a clean start.

If you wanted all that other baggage...

You would have stayed.

We never had a chance, did we?

I'm so sorry.

Yeah, me too.

So? How was it?

It was horrible. Everyone was amazing.

- Come again?
- Oh, yeah.

His... his mom gave me
these adorable little soaps,

and Grandma June taught
me how to play mah-jongg,

and Uncle Carl invited me

to cousin Katie's sweet
16 party next month.

Whew. Wow. Look at you.

From the girl who couldn't
commit to a second date

to cousin Katie's sweet 16.

Exactly!

Harry, it's like I'm suddenly

in the middle of this life with this guy,

and I don't even understand how I got here.

I just... I really don't think I can do it.

Well, I hate to break it to you, Joss,

but, uh... you're already doing it.

No, because I'm obviously
gonna screw it up, right?

- You are, with that attitude.
- But I always do, Harry.

But this time, you know,

it's not just gonna be
one person that gets hurt.

If Scott and I break up, I have to break up

with the whole family, the whole damn clan.

I mean, my point is... you were right.

Uh, about what?

I don't do serious.

Joss...

Look here.

You have found a good thing.

Just...

Just go with it.

It is good, isn't it?

I mean, Scott... h-he's great.

His family is great.

But this... don't you find it weird?

Like, why was the guy even single

when I met him in the first place?

Maybe has some... some horrible thing

that I don't even know about yet.

Or maybe he was just waiting
his whole life for you.

They didn't have any splenda,
so I got you sugar instead.

Anna's staying with me.
I don't know for how long.

I gave her a bathrobe,

and we shared an order
of pad Thai last night.

And before you say it, yes, this is bad.

How?

She had a severe panic attack
and ended up at my house.

Okay...?

I couldn't help myself.

She called, and I had to go to her.

But then her apartment was just so awful

that I had to, you know,
get her out of there.

Then I had nowhere else
to take her, so I took her.

What's wrong with me?

Nothing.

Did you miss the part where
Anna's staying on my couch?

No.

You... you are who
you've always been, Karen,

and you're doing what you've always done.

I am?

I remembered this thing
from back in grad school.

Remember that patient
you had as an intern...

15-year-old kid, wasn't
showing up for school?

Dante.

You were so frustrated

'cause nothing was really motivating him.

And I remember when you told
me you realized something...

that it wasn't actually about motivation.

His mom had two jobs.

He literally had nobody around

to wake him up for school in the morning.

So you bought him an alarm clock.

I got in trouble for that...
buying a gift for a patient.

And it worked. The kid started
showing up for class on time.

And he graduated on time.

You have always led with your heart,

despite the rules.

Now, whether that's the
appropriate thing to do

as a therapist...

Okay, it's definitely not
the appropriate thing to do

as a therapist,

but it's who you are.

And that's why I love you.

You love me?

Unfortunately.

I think I'm gonna have
to break another rule.

Surprise.

Oh.

You're home early.

Yeah, well, you know, I
didn't have any surgeries,

so I figured I'd clear my afternoon

and see what my girlfriend was up to.

Your girlfriend is up to her
eyeballs in accounts payable.

Hmm.

Does she have time for this?

Maybe.

You were such a good sport yesterday,

I wanted to do something to make you smile.

Aww.

Hmm. I'm smiling.

Well, try them on.

Ow!

There's something in this one.

- Ow. Yeah.
- What is it?

That's Grandma June's.

She, um...

She said that you were the only woman

she would give it to.

Oh, my God.

Josslyn Carver...

Will you marry me?

Yes!

Yes!

Oh, my God.

Ma'am?

April Malloy here to see Agent Thomas.

Do you have an appointment?

I am here to find out why the FBI bugged

my 12-year-old
daughter's bedroom.

Do I need an appointment for that?

Yes, sir. I've got an April Malloy here...

Yes, sir.

Okay, ma'am, you can follow me.

Daniel?

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