All language subtitles for The Catch s02e02 The Hammer.eng

- Previously on "The Catch"...
- Tommy.

He really is my brother. You okay?

Actually, I could use your help.

The overseas account was
opened in Tommy's name

by his former employers.

I used to walk their dogs.

Alice: Hello? Mr. and Mrs. Kincaid?

Benjamin Jones, Agent Justine Diaz.

What would you say if I told you

I could get you out of here tomorrow?

Setting up cons, pulling
jobs, but looping me in

so that I can collect
evidence, make arrests.

- He accepted the deal?
- Without consulting me?

It's only 18 months.

Margot just became the head

of one of the most powerful
crime families in the world.

She's got bigger problems
than you right now.

Our assets are under attack.
Our people are disappearing.

Whatever this turns out
to be, you'll handle it.

[Silenced gunshot]
[Grunts]

Margot: Good morning, ladies.

I find myself suddenly in need

of a private investigation
and security firm.

I have a business proposition for you.

Oh, for God's sake, put
the guns away, ladies.

I am unarmed.

No, scratch that... I am armed.

But only because someone
is trying to kill me.

- Really, just one person?
- And it's not me or Alice?

A sniper just shot my
lieutenant Jamison

in the head right in front of me.

I want you to find out who.

You want to hire us?

You are still a private investigation

and security firm, are you not?

No thanks to you.

I am aware of the
irony of this situation.

I tried to put you out of business,

and now I am asking you

to find out who's trying to kill me.

And why would we ever do that?

Because you need clients and cash.

Which I can supply...

Half a million dollars...
Real, not counterfeit.

You can check.

And there'll be another just like it

when you've caught whoever's doing this.

So, shall we discuss?

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We are not working
for Margot Bishop, are we?

- We can't.
- I don't know.

With this much money we
could rehire the entire staff,

get the security team back...

It's a con. She's playing us.

She has no reason to play us.

She's already won.

So, this what we're doing now?
We're working for criminals?

Alice: I don't know about you guys,

but I won't feel safe
unless I know where Margot is

and what she's doing every
second of the day and night,

which is what she's paying us to do.

Will you tell her about Ben?

That he's out of jail
and working for the FBI?

You gonna tell him about Margot?

If I do, he'll tell me
not to take the case,

he'll threaten Margot,
she'll try to kill him.

So you're not gonna tell him?

[Knock on door]

Val and Sophie and I can handle Margot.

You can stay focused on Tommy.

You don't have to get involved.

I'm already involved,

and I'm not taking my
eyes off that woman.

That's the whole point of this.

But thank you.

Where are we on Tommy's case?

What do we know about the Kincaids?

Only that they're not the Kincaids.

Jimmy and Cathy Kincaid are aliases

that only go back eight months.

Any leads on who they really are?

We're running their
faces through the QR-20,

but no matches so far.

Maybe Tommy can help.

I tried him. He's not picking up.

He better pick up.

[Phone rings]

Vaughan residence, Tommy speaking.

- Did I wake you?
- No,

but that's only because
your boyfriend already did.

Fianc?, thank you very much.

Seriously, who grinds coffee
beans before 7:00 A.M.?

So, Ben is there with you?

Yep. He's looking very fit.

You want to say hi?

I would, actually.

You leave for work way too early.

What are you still doing there?

You're undercover. We're
supposed to be discreet.

We will be the minute I
get my first assignment.

Listen, I-I have to tell you something.

I have a new client.

Uh, there's a lot you have to tell me.

According to Tommy,

you were quite the little
cheerleader in high school.

Head cheerleader...

At least she was before
she got herself suspended.

Can you put my brother
back on the phone, please?

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

What did you get suspended for?

Oh, just put him on the phone.

I'll tell you later.

Thank you.

Tommy, no, you won't.

I need you in the office.
We have questions for you.

Well, is this about the Kincaids?

Do not mention the Kincaids or
the money to anyone, even Ben.

- But...
- Do you understand?

Are you this bossy
with all your clients?

- She is, actually.
- I heard that.

Put Ben back on the phone.

Good luck.

What is he not supposed to tell me?

I don't want him talking about his case,

and I don't want you
talking about your new job

or any of your old jobs.

Well, then, I guess we're gonna have

to go back to talking about you.

I'm coming over there.

No, I'm late for work. Got to go. Bye.

[Phone beeps]

The suspect's name is Kenji Yoshida.

He is the chef at the restaurant Vinzu.

Vinzu. Ooh. Impossible
to get a table at Vinzu.

[Sniffs] I've been there several times.

And why don't we like Kenji?

Our informant tells us that Mr. Yoshida

is his source for high-end contraband.

- Meaning?
- It could be anything...

- Fine cigars, pharmaceuticals...
- Mmm.

Shall I make us a reservation?

This mission is recon only.

You'll be going in after
hours to place cameras.

So, when the footage just
happens to land on your desk...

...the judge will give me my warrant.

So, we go in as...

property managers.

Public health inspectors.

A film crew scouting for locations.

You'll be going in as...

exterminators.

[Both laugh]

- You had me there for a second!
- I like her. She's funny!

Oh, the Bureau will
provide you with uniforms,

spray cans, whatever else you may need.

Uh, you guys don't have to do that.

No, no... W-we'll do it all ourselves.

We'll come up with our own cover.

Yeah, we have our own equipment.

You'll pay for it, obviously, but...

Oh, I get it. You guys are pros.

Independent contractors.

Artisans, really.

The best con men in the business.

Which is why I can't trust you.

I mean, would you trust
you if you were in my position?

Which is why we're doing things my way.

Or go back to prison. It's your choice.

Wait, the Kincaids are not the Kincaids?

We need you to think back.

Did they ever call each
other by different names,

or have pet names for each other?

- I don't know.
- Or did they ever have visitors?

Did you meet any of their friends?

I don't think so.

When was the last time you saw them?

Oh, okay... That was on a... year.

I, uh... I don't know.

Two people are dead,
Tommy. You could be next.

Yeah, I get that.

Okay, then think. Give me something.

When was the last time you saw them?

Oh, um, what happened to their dogs?

- [Sighs]
- The police have the dogs.

Good, because, you know,
they're both chipped.

We didn't even think of that.

The chips'll lead us to
whoever registered the dogs.

And that might give you
the Kincaids' real names.

Yes. Thank you. I got it.

[Clears throat]

From the trajectory of the bullet,

it looks like the shooter
was positioned on the roof

of the Wiltshire Building.

Allie, take a look. There's
no apparent markings.

It's not like any bullet I've ever seen.

You've seen a lot of bullets, have you?

She spent seven years with the L.A.P.D.

Really? Why'd you leave?

- It looks custom.
- I'll get it to the lab.

I don't think they'll find anything.

The shooter was a pro.

Then how did he miss? Unless
Jamison was the target.

Jamison and I switched
positions rather suddenly...

Bless him.

We'll need a list of suspects,

an enemies list,

present company excluded, of course.

You can start with my
three missing lieutenants.

If I were to write a list of
everyone who wants me dead,

we'll be here all day.

You will be here all day.

We'll get you a new room,

but you're not going anywhere
until we catch the shooter.

Valerie: So, no room service,
no phone calls, no Internet,

we'll get you a new burner phone,

and a laptop with our security protocols.

Which means no contact with
anyone except from our team.

You get hungry, we'll feed you.

You get thirsty, we
will refill the mini-bar.

You get bored or lonely or stir-crazy...

...too bad. We're in charge now.

You're enjoying this, aren't you?

More than I thought I would.

- Hey!
- Hey!

Sophie tells me we may need

to get you your own desk at the office.

Nice work with the dogs today.

Thank you.

And I don't like to brag,

but I also set a mean table, as well.

Four place settings?

Guess who's coming to dinner?

- [Chuckles]
- Oh, don't be mad at Tommy.

This whole thing was all my idea.

- What whole thing?
- Dinner! Hey.

Well, not yet. Nearly.

[Alice chuckles nervously]

Rhys?

You brought Rhys over here?

Well, I couldn't leave him alone.

He's like a puppy. He gets into things.

Which is why he can't be
here, and you can't be here.

The FBI was very clear about that.

- You are undercover now.
- But I'm not undercover.

Agent Diaz has me sneaking

around tomorrow night in a... costume.

What kind of costume?

I can't even talk about it.
How was your day?

Didn't you have something

to tell me this morning,
a new client at work?

Don't change the subject.

This little dinner-party
thing can't happen.

Why not?

This is my last free night,

and I don't know how long your
brother's gonna be in town.

I would like to get to know him.

Allie, the only reason
I took this FBI deal

was that you and I could be together

by the end of it like a normal couple.

So can't we, for one
night, pretend that we are?

You'd think they'd notice if
we skipped the salad and just...

If you don't mind them
being alone together...

Oh, God, we should get back out there.

No, no, no. It's all
right, it's all right.

Don't worry. I've got
Rhys on a short leash.

He's on his best behavior tonight.

And that was the
first time I killed a man.

Whoa. That was the first time?

Okay, I think we've had enough wine.

So, there were other times?

God, yeah.

I mean, there are so many
terrible people in this world.

Yes, there are.

Yeah, uh, no... Look, you know what,

that was a sordid chapter in my life.

- Mm-hmm. Yeah.
- It was a terrible time,

and thank God it's over...

because, I'll tell you something,
crime does not pay.

I think we can all agree on that.

You don't want to end up
in the chokey like Benji.

You know what?

You were in prison? What for?

It's a funny story.

Tommy, it's not polite

to ask people what
they went to prison for.

They had him up on all sorts of charges:

theft, fraud, conspiracy.

How... How... How did you get out?

- Um...
- Technicality.

He made a deal.

You know what, enough about us.

Let's hear about you.

Yeah, Thomas.

What brings you to town?

Well, actually, I was...

Tommy's in between jobs at the moment,

and I'm trying to convince him,
stay in L.A. and work for me.

- You are? - You are?
- Mm-hmm.

So, you two are close, then?

Yeah, you know, I mean...

I mean, we don't get to
see each other very...

Nearly as much as we'd like to, but.

- We'd like to, but... Yeah.
- We've been through a lot together.

That's sweet. You know what,

that almost makes
me miss my big sister.

Although Alice will
tell you what a vicious,

little sour-faced wrecking ball she is.

More wine, anyone?

[Knock on door, lock unlatches]

Oh, thank God!

New phone, new laptop.

Yeah. Fine.

Where is it?

Ahh. There you are.

This is agent Melissa Trumbull.

What took you so long?

For the next 12 hours,
you need anything,

she'll take care of you.

What, you're just gonna leave her here?

She's your bodywoman.

Oh, so now that you and
Alice Vaughan have my money,

you're just gonna go off and spend it

and leave this Amazonian
spy to report my every move?

No, thanks.

You're dismissed, Agent
whatever-your-name-is.

You're the client.

But those three lieutenants of yours

that you thought were
trying to kill you...

They're dead,

shot in the head just like Jamison.

Fine. She stays.

But outside, in the hall.

I'll call with a ballistics
report on that sniper bullet.

Until then, try not to
make any new enemies.

[Keyboards clacking]

Hey, so, are you staying late,

or, do you want to maybe
go get a drink or something?

Yeah.

Just give me 20 minutes?

Why? What are you working on?

Show me.

[Sighs]

- What are you doing?
- Look...

You're supposed to be investigating

the Kincaids, not Tommy.

I know you like him.

I like him, too...

Is there anyone that you trust?

No.

But that doesn't mean...

Did you run a background check on me?

- Ohh, I can't believe you.
- It's my job.

The minute that anyone
walks in that door,

it is in our best interest...

Okay, well, I'm walking out that door,

so you can either come with me,

and I can try and prove to you
that there are people

you can actually trust,

or you can stay here
and keep doing that.

Just give me 5 more minutes.

[ Sighs ] Take all the time you need.

[Door closes]

Okay.

So, I probably shouldn't have
invited Rhys over tonight.

You think?

I'm trying to apologize.

And if it's any consolation,

I think that Tommy had a
really good time tonight.

Of course he did.

He loved you. That's the problem.

He's very impressionable,
and you and Rhys are not...

Not what?

...the best role models.

Uh-huh.

You don't want me to spend
time with your brother.

No, it's not that, it's just...

I'm a bad influence.

Sweetie...

you're a criminal.

I was a criminal.

Am I not now one of the good guys?

Do I not work for the FBI?

Can you keep your voice down?

My brother's in the next room.

Your brother is not
the problem. You are.

You still don't trust me.

That is not what this is about.

How long is this gonna
take, 5 years, 10?

What do I have to do? I
just went to jail for you.

For 72 hours, and then you made
a deal without consulting me.

I was in prison without a phone.

How am I supposed to tell you?

So, I'm just supposed to get
over it and decide to trust you?

Yes!

I trust you.

Well, maybe you shouldn't.

What is that mean?

It means that we've only
known each other for a year,

and one of us was lying to
the other one the entire time.

Are you honestly gonna
throw that in my face

every time we have a fight?

I don't know! You know,
maybe, and I get to.

You know why?

Because you lied to
me for an entire year.

What if I had done that to you?

I would understand
that you had no choice,

and I would forgive you.

I have forgiven you!

You're just never gonna let me forget

that you've forgiven me.

What are you doing?

I am leaving.

You were right... I shouldn't
have come over here tonight.

Babe!

Babe!

It's late! Don't leave.

You're gonna wake up your
brother, and, you know,

I wouldn't want to corrupt him
any more than I already have.

It's not you, it's him.

He is a 35-year-old man
who has never had a job.

His life is a complete disaster,

and I can't have him looking at you

and your life and thinking
that that's an option,

because he wouldn't last
a second in your world.

He's not you.

[Exhales sharply]

I'm trying to apologize.

So you don't trust him, either.

No, of course not.

Tommy: Wow.

Tommy, it's not what I meant.

No, no, no... I think

it's pretty much exactly what you mean.

Tommy, I was just leaving.

- No. Come on. Tommy, wait.
- You guys talk.

- I'll call you later.
- Don't go. Please...

Ben.

[Door closes]

[Keyboard clacking]

Good morning.

What are you doing here?

Val said you were disappointed

I wasn't giving you
enough personal attention,

so I sent Agent Trumbull home.

When?

Around 6:00?

Couldn't sleep?

Guilty conscious?

What do I have to feel guilty about?

Does Ben know about me, about us?

There's coffee on the table.

Let me ask you something.

You don't trust me, do you?

Did you put something in this?

No.

I'm just saying... You
and I working together...

We're moving on with our...

relationship,

but you're never going to trust me.

No.

That would make me an idiot.

And I'm never going to trust you.

Nor should you.

But who's asking you to?

[Cellphone rings]

You might want to get
dressed. We have work to do.

- Hello.
- Hey. You on your way in?

Tually, I am at Margot's.

What?!

[Door opens]

Ben and I had a fight last night.

I couldn't sleep, so
I let Melissa go home.

You're alone with Margot Bishop?

- What?
- Is she okay?

It's fine. We are fine.

So, you're fighting with Ben,
but you and Margot are fine.

Yep. What's going on there?

I'm putting you on speaker.

- Did we find the Kincaids' dogs?
- We did.

They're both registered to
someone named Patrick Murphy

at an L.A. address that doesn't exist.

So, the Kincaids were the Murphys.

Tommy's intel was good.

Who's Tommy?

I have to go.

I thought I was your only client.

Tommy's my little brother.

Oh, another thing we have in common.

As you know, I have one of those, too.

How do I look?

Justine had them sent over.

There's one for you, too.

Take that off right now.

Ohh, Benji, I thought you'd never ask.

[Equipment thuds]

This is ridiculous.

The only reason the FBI recruited us...

Ah, recruited you.

...is because we are the
very best at what we do,

and we didn't get to be that way

by taking orders from other people.

Well, Margot...

We don't need Margot.

If Justine wants us to take
down this smuggling ring...

Which she emphatically does not.

She will, so we might as well
do it the only way we know how.

Not as bug people.

Not as bug people.

I'll use your contacts
to get a reservation.

Good afternoon.

And then I'll arrange
a meeting with Kenji,

but not as Benjamin Jones.

Excuse me, the gentleman
that just walked in...

Is that William Sayles?

- The food critic?
- Yeah.

Is it? No one's ever seen a photo.

It is him.

Usually he's in disguise,

but I saw him once at a bistro in Paris,

which he then gave a rather
nasty [chuckling] review.

- Will you excuse me?
- Sure.

[The Bongolian's "Googa Mama" plays]

I'm sorry. I know I
shouldn't say anything,

but I know who you are.

Ah. Well...

I realize it's inappropriate,
but, uh, I have to know.

Are you enjoying the razor clams?

The only way I could
enjoy them more, Chef...

...is if you'd join me.

Hai.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Where is everybody? Where's, uh, Allie?

She's... out on a case.

My case?

No, actually.

But I'm sure she'll be back soon.

Can I, um...

[Chuckles]

Has... Has Allie given up on me?

No, of course not.

A-actually, you were
right about the dogs.

It turns out they were registered

under the name Patrick Murphy,

so Jimmy Kincaid was Patrick Murphy.

That makes sense, because the Kincaids

used to get Patrick
Murphy's mail all the time,

but they said that he
was the previous tenant.

Uh, wait a second.

[Keyboard clacking]

Oh, my God, is that...
That's a crime scene.

It is, and that is a pile
of unopened mail left there.

Maybe some of them are
addressed to Patrick Murphy.

So?

So, I think you just
gave us another clue.

[Phone chimes]

Your brother?

Ballistics report on our shooter.

Did they find anything?

[Exhales sharply] No.

No signature from the weapon,

bullet was hand-made
"with a hand-lathed

nickle-tungsten penetrator tip"...

With a cast-copper casing.

Yes.

You okay?

No.

I'm a dead woman.

He's called "The Hammer."

He makes his own weapons
and his own bullets.

Totally untraceable...

Nobody knows what he looks
like or what his real name is.

Who does he work for?

Alice: He's freelance, apparently...

Never meets in person,
gets paid electronically.

So there's no clue trail.

So, we'll have to lure
him out into the open.

And how do we do that?

By giving him what he wants...

Sending Margot Bishop
back out into the world.

- Are you trying to get yourself fired?
- We are not endangering the client.

You will be perfectly safe. I promise.

Because I'll be playing Margot Bishop.

I'll be in the line of fire.

Look, I appreciate you using Margot

to work out your... trust issues,

but I am not about to let
you put on a blonde wig

and a British accent and
take a bullet for her.

I'm not gonna take a bullet.

You and the security team
will be all over The Hammer

before he gets a shot off.

Did it ever occur to you

that she may be setting
you up to take this bullet?

She's not setting me up. She was scared.

Besides, it was my idea.

Or maybe she made you think it was.

And how's Ben gonna feel
about you stopping bullets

in his ex's pantsuit?

He's not gonna find out,

because we're gonna capture the shooter,

do the job we were paid for,

and then never see Margot Bishop again.

- Promise?
- I promise.

We know you said this
mission was recon-only.

You only wanted us to plant the cameras.

- But this is better.
- This is so much better.

Kenji loves Benji.

And I love Kenji.

I know he may be a smuggler,
but his sushi, the kohada.

Ooh, it will change your life.

And not only that, he's invited Benji

back to the restaurant
for dinner tonight.

Including an all-access
tour, behind-the-scenes...

So, when we plant the cameras...

Yeah, we won't have to
sneak around like bug people.

We'll have total access. You
won't even need a warrant.

Total access.

What do you think?

I think that...

what I think doesn't matter.

You boys are pros.

You don't need the FBI

giving you directives
or resources or backup.

- Well...
- Not necessarily...

Which means, if this goes
south or you blow your cover

or if it happens to get back to Kenji

that the food critic William Sayles

is, in fact, a black man...

- Wait, is he?
- What?

You're on your own. I can't help you.

But you don't need my help,
because you got this, right?

So, Jimmy Kincaid was Patrick Murphy?

- That's our working theory.
- Thanks to Tommy.

Tommy: But then Sophie remembered

the photos that you guys
took at the Kincaids' house...

Sophie: And we found this.

The Optican Group.

Another one here and here.

What's The Optican Group?

We're trying to figure that out.

There's no current listing.

- You know, it's probably nothing.
- It's not nothing. Thank you.

Okay.

We'll... We'll... We'll keep looking.

[Keyboard clacking]

[Taps glass]

Listen, what you said last night...

I didn't mean it.

Yeah, you did.

[Exhales sharply]

Everything that you said... It was true.

My life is a disaster.

Never had a real job, and then...

Do you want one?

Yeah, of course I do.

Then why don't you work here?

I mean, we could use people, obviously,

and you seem to have a knack for it.

You don't have to do this, you know?

Neither do you.

Allie, we may have a thing.

I found a keylogger hidden
on our security network

that records every
keystroke, log-in, password...

We've been hacked?

I did a sweep when
we got everything back

from the FBI, but...

This wasn't the FBI.

You and I need to have a little chat.

What possible reason would I have

for stealing your bloody files?

For all I know, you killed Jamison.

- To what end?
- To put me in front of a sniper's bullet.

Are you seriously gonna
make this about you?

You made this about me
when you ruined my life!

I didn't do that all by myself, did I?

But you seem to have
forgiven Ben for his p...

Ben didn't call the FBI!

I didn't do that to you! I did it to him.

He lied to me for months, maybe years.

I'll never know.

He humiliated me.

He broke my heart in exactly
the same way he broke yours.

But, unlike you, I couldn't forgive him.

So I tried to take away
the one thing he loved most,

more than he ever loved
me, and that was you.

And I'll admit, yes, I
did lie to you earlier.

I do trust you.

I spent a year studying you,

trying to get inside your head.

I know how good you are.

It's why I hired you.

So, why don't you tell me

exactly what it is you want me to do,

and I will do it.

Anything?

Try me.

What are you doing here?

I heard the kohada was life-changing.

You said we could do this our way.

- As if I had a choice.
- Then why are you here?

To watch and learn, of course.

Do you not want us to catch this guy?

I wanted you to plant cameras.

- Will!
- Ah!

- Irasshaimase.
- How are you?

- Good to see you.
- Good to see you.

Ooh, I see you brought a friend,

and a beautiful friend, indeed.

- Yes.
- Oh, thank you. But..

Yes. We're, um...

Darling. There you are.

Chef Yoshida, Nigel Underhill.

This is my wife, Beatrix.

[Chuckles uneasily]

Tonight is our 10th wedding anniversary,

and we are huge fans,
aren't we, darling?

Yes.

Then you must do me the honor

of dining omakase... Chef's choice.

Well, we... We couldn't possibly.

Oh, no. Come on, Bea.

Surely you can give up
control for one night.

[Chuckles]

I take that as a yes. Please.

So, where do you get the fish,

the Tsukiji market in Tokyo, or...

My sources will get to the fish
before it gets to the market.

Ah.

Sources for things like...

...fugu.

- Fugu?
- Mm.

How do you get fugu into the country?

Shh.

Chef, that stuff can
kill you. The toxins...

It's like a drug if you
prepare it correctly.

Now... I made this just for you.

Keep staring, you'll blow his cover.

[Breathes deeply]

Is that why you showed up,

to make sure we don't
succeed without you?

I am responsible for you two.

You are lucky we are very good.

So you keep telling me.

Why are you here?

Because of what your
boss will say if we fail,

or is it because you're starting

to feel about me the way
I feel about the hamachi?

I'm here as backup...

Mm. Unnecessary, but
very thoughtful of you.

...and to give you these.

What are these?

Oh, are they cameras? They're adorable.

Mm, Wi-Fi enabled adhesive back,

and connected to the app I
put on your phone this morning.

And you want me to get lost on the way

to the toilet and plant these?

Lucky for me, you're very good.

[Chuckles]

All right, fine.

Just make sure there's some hamachi left

by the time I get back...

- Mm.
- ...darling.

To everything you have
achieved here, Chef.

What?

Huh? Oh.

What's wrong? You can tell me.

My whole life is keeping secrets.

[Sighs]

Most days,

I just want to get back
to my six-seater in Osaka.

Ahh.

Why is that?

Because this...

this all belonged to other people.

Who?

[Sets glass down]

We can't talk here.

Come.

- What are you doing?
- They're on the move.

He's giving him the tour, remember?

They're not going anywhere,
and neither are we.

Especially when we can
watch everything from here.

- Comfy?
- Very.

I got involved with some investors,

powerful people who are using me

and this restaurant as a front
for their other interests.

Such as?

You don't have to tell me, Kenji.

Fugu is not the only forbidden
item left off the menu.

Alice: I have a plan.

Margot's been holed up in her
suite for the past 48 hours.

It's a good bet the shooter
is staking out the hotel.

She steps outside, he takes
his shot, and we take him.

By dressing you up as
Margot and using you as bait?

Not exactly. I had a talk with Margot.

She's willing to put
herself in the cross hairs.

She'll lure the shooter
out into the open,

but the plaza will be crowded,

making it virtually impossible
for him to get a clean shot.

There are three ideal vantage
points for the shooter.

We will station security
agents at each of them.

Rooftop status report.

- Aerial 1 is clear.
- Aerial 2 clear.

But if the shooter is as
good as we think he is,

those agents aren't going to be enough.

Aerial 3 is clear.

[Grunts]

Alice: In order to catch the guy,

we're going to have
to mess with him first.

Okay, everyone. On my mark...

In three... two... one.

How are we doing, Alice?

I'm good. Sophie?

Just trying to stay in the shade.

- How about you, Val?
- I'm still not a fan of this.

Everybody, stay calm.

Rooftop check-in. Aerial
1, what's your status?

- Still clear.
- Aerial 2 clear.

Aerial 3?

Aerial 3, come in.

Is there a problem?

He's here! Gansit Building to the north.

I'm headed there now.

I'm closer!

[Silenced gunshot]

He shot at me!

[Rifle cocks]

[Silenced gunshot]

He's picking us off until he finds her.

[Rifle cocks]

- I'm here, but he's gone.
- What?!

His gun's here, but
he's not. I'll find him.

[Gagging]

[Both grunt]

[Grunts]

Danny!

Danny: We got him.

Alice got him.

We want a name. Who hired you?

I get hired and paid anonymously,

so you may as well just kill me now.

No one's gonna kill you.

Speak for yourself.

I'll take this from here.

That's not how we deal with things.

You work for me, remember?

Actually, we don't.

Not anymore.

We did what you paid us to do.

Now we're done. Right, Allie?

Hmm.

Fine.

Don't kill anyone.

So, what now?

You torture me, kill me?

Don't be so melodramatic.

I'm gonna hire you.

You can't arrest Kenji.

He's a smuggler.

He's a culinary genius.

He's a pawn, and if you arrest him,

you'll scare away his investors,

his suppliers, and his buyers...

All of whom you can arrest

if you don't go after Kenji tonight.

Do you always get this
invested in your marks?

- Every time.
- No.

- We just need more time.
- No.

The longer this thing stays open...

The bigger the bust when
you finally shut it down.

Plus, think of all the lovely sushi

we could have in the meantime.

How much time?

A week.

You're not getting a week.

[Elevator chimes]

Hey. How'd it go?

Uh, fine. Is Danny here?

Uh, no.

Are... Are you all right?

Uh, no, actually.

I was shot at today.

What?

I... It's fine. I'm... I'm fine.

It's part of the job.
I knew that going in.

It's just actually having it happen...

Sophie, should you... Should you be...

And after, Danny just left without me.

He didn't call or text
me to see if I was okay,

and, you know, we're...
We're supposed to...

Sorry.

No. Hey, hey. Stop.

No. Don't be sorry.

[Exhales sharply]

If I was shot at, I'd
probably be dead right now.

[Chuckling] Yeah.

So, the fact that you're
even here is kind of amazing.

What?

Danny's a fool.

I'm sorry. I-I shouldn't...

["If I Didn't Know Better"
by Arum Rae plays]

Is this what we've been reduced to,

parking garages at midnight?

I think it's kind of hot.

It is kind of hot.

What's this?

Perks of the job.

What assignment includes
a bento box from Vinzu?

Eh, just taking down
international smuggling rings,

no big deal.

Oh, you're such a good guy.

I've been trying to tell you.

Here's the thing...

No, here's the thing...
I am a criminal...

...who's now a good guy who
has to pretend to be a criminal,

because one day 18 months from now

I want to be worthy of the woman I love.

The problem is, no matter
what I do from now on,

I will never be a good
role model for your brother.

Lucky for you, I was never
attracted to choirboys.

Not even as a cheerleader?

Head-cheerleader, until I got suspended.

Keep talking.

You still have that uniform?

[Giggles] I think we're done talking.

Fumiko, what's going on?

I was supposed to meet Kenji here.

He's gone, Mr. Sayles.

Gone?

Chef asked me to give you this.

Thank you.

_

[Cellphone rings]

[Sighs]

Hello?

The Bureau is giving you 24 hours

to find out as much as you can
from Kenji before we arrest him.

So, congratulations.

This time we're doing it your way.

Yeah, about that...

We may need to come up
with a different strategy.

Hey.

Where you been?

You left me three messages,

and then you don't pick up
the phone when I call you back?

Good morning to you, too.

What happened? Where were you?

You want to know where I was?

I was with Tommy.

Where were you when you
left me alone at the plaza

after I'd been shot at?

Morning. What's up?

You said you had something.

Yeah.

I left the hotel last night

to meet up with some buddies
at the FBI about Tommy's case.

They ran the names Patrick Murphy

and The Optican Group
through VICAP for me,

and The Optican Group is a front
for the Southland Drug Cartel.

- What?
- Oh, my God.

So, the Kincaids were selling
drugs for the Southland Cartel?

And hiding the money in an
account with Tommy's name on it?

If whoever killed the Kincaids
was after that money...

They're gonna come after Tommy next.

I'm calling him right now.

[Ringtone plays]

[Ringtone stops]

Does Alice know you're here?

Uh, no. She doesn't. Thank you.

And I would prefer, to,
uh, keep it that way.

Why's that?

Because I have access to $3 million.

And I need someone in your line
of work to help me steal it.

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